nycman

I sure as hell wouldn't put out if you only spent $300 on a date. You cheap piece of shit!....grin Welcome to NYC!

I'd say legally you owe him nothing. You got scammed, threatened, and blackmailed. It happens. Thankfully you use a burner phone (newbies take note!). After this event I'd ditch it and get a new phone. Morally, I would have taken SOME responsibility for having run 3 hours over. I'm sure you realize it's hard for us to believe that you truly had no idea you had run significantly run over on the time. Before an escort arrives I make sure a clock is clearly visible in in the room. At 5 minutes past our agreed end time, I stop and make it clear whether or not I wish to extend for additional time. I make sure we look each other in the eye and that we have a clear understanding of the agreement. Any hedging or vague reassurances from the escort and I end the session immediately and call it a night. You were scammed....but you let yourself be scammed.

Unfortunately I can’t help with the 411. He’s cute....but that haircut is so god awful I’m having a hard time believing he’s queer.

Amen brother. Psychiatry 101....don’t EVER diagnose someone you haven’t personally examined and interviewed. I’m glad you took it in the light hearted manner in which it was intended.

And he advertises an 8 inch penis. Just for future reference boys....THAT is what a REAL 8 inch penis looks like. It’s impressive.

There’s a reason they call it “dope”.

Much like escort rates.....it’s all over the place. A lot depends on location and the services being requested. “Someone to sit with grandma and play bridge”....is usually pretty cheap. “Someone to cook, clean, bathe and live with bed bound demented grandma who bites?”....can be very expensive. In rural Alabama?....dirt cheap.....in the Hamptons?....a fortune.

Unless it is a very close friend, never drink anything from an open container that someone else gives you. Ever. First lesson in Homo 101. I’m sorry you had to learn the hard way. Be thankful....it could have been MUCH worse..... It also works both ways. I don’t ever serve an escort something that I haven’t handed to them to open and break the seal first. I keep several varieties of liquor around in “airplane bottles” for just such an occasion. If I’m pouring or mixing their drink....I never, ever, take it out of their sight while I’m preparing it. That way, if they get home later and start “feeling a little funny”... they know it’s the Tequila and the heat....not something that was in their drink. The paraniod mind is a powerful thing.

I like nice hotels....so in general I prefer mine. Although if I’m just passing through town and in the rare mood for an overnight with an known entity, staying at his hotel for a night somtimes works out well. Financially it can be very beneficial too. I always worry about depending on the escort for a room for the night though. If he flakes, looking for a last minute hotel room is never fun.

If getting fucked was important to me.... then I wouldn’t pay a dime for soft dick. I’d say something along the lines of “it looks like you’re having a hard time getting hard today let’s try this another time”. In the age of Viagra....an escort who can’t get hard....is in the wrong business. Would you pay a plumber who couldn’t fix your leaking faucet? Of course not.

The man is brilliant at advertising.

No...... I expect them to take the subway for $2.75....like I do.

I’d say give him a chance to back down. There’s nothing wrong with asking.... Hey, “ya don’t ask ya don’t get”....right? Just politely decline his request for cold hard cash and ask if there some other mutually beneficial way you can help him. If he tells you to fuck off....well, then you’ve seen the light. If he’s smart and a nice guy....he’ll appreciate and understand your offer. Most guys really do want to “earn” a living, but if your handing out $100’s for nothing...most humans will take the money and run.

I would just make it clear that you really enjoyed the massage. Personally, that’s enough for me to hire someone. How many strokes it took to get you off and how deep he fingered your hole....is going to get people in trouble. And since mileage varies so much between provider/client....it’s kind of irrelevant.

I would argue that Einstein...and even more so Hawking....are vastly overrated. They get high marks because 99% of the population (including me) can’t follow the majority of their logic and thus can’t completely understand their ideas. I define genius as much more than blunt scientific knowledge. I’d nominate: Richard Feynman Leonardo da Vinci Alexander McQueen Samuel Beckett Martha Graham Lawerence Ferlinghetti Pablo Picasso Tennessee Williams Isaac Asimov Sigmund Freud Frank Lloyd Wright and Cher.

No. It looks like a dumb way to get hurt.

Hopefully I won’t get in trouble with the powers that be...if so I’m happy to delete this post. But I love being a “faggot”. It’s dirty, tough, uncomfortable and beautiful all at once.....just like me. Yes, it’s not inclusive of the 99 other “LMNOP’s....and I really don’t care. I never really saw the point of lumping us all together in an alphabet marathon anyways.

Went to a David Letterman taping. It was kind of fun...once.

It seems to be an increasing trend in NYC. Escpecially with guys visiting from other countries. As someone who takes the NYC subway 95% of the time, I find it a humorous request. The only time I take Uber is when I’m dressed to kill for a night on the town in an outfit that would be unwise to wear on the subway. Since no escort has ever shown up dressed like that at my door, I don’t see the need for them to take Uber. If we were going to a major event in black tie....I wouldn’t have any problem, it’s simply a routine expense for that type of experience. I’ve had several ask me to call them an Uber on their way out the door. Of course, the only way for me to call you can Uber is to put it on my tab. I politely tell them that the door man downstairs will be happy to help them hail a taxi if they need assistance.

So many fond memories of the Rambles..... The rock outcroppings... the fallen trees..... the blankets of snow.... the well worn paths.... the blistering summer heat.... the bird watchers..... the backwards glances.... the gentle caresses.... the forceful grunts..... and the occasional lover. All of it beautiful!

I think it just reflects poor word choice on the part of the client. For Christ’s sake....we ALL have limits. Some of us just like to taste more colors of the rainbow than others. I agree...it’s better if you have a specific kink to ask about it specifically. Just becuase my limits are “blood and scat”....doesn’t mean I’m into “nun play”.

I don’t see how you could go wrong with this one.... He’s playful, fun and masculine all at the same time. And if your a top....it’s a no brainer...he will leave you exhausted and begging for more....the man is a real pro.

“Dirty”?....”homeless”?...”neglected”?...”junkies”? Sounds like the East Village in NYC circa 1990! It was HEAVEN!....and now it’s overrun with pristine baby strollers. Thanks for the heads up....I’m planning a Montreal trip as we speak and I’m looking forward to experiencing the grittier side of urban life. Viva La Vie Bohème!

I visited during a grand European tour in my early 20’s. I thought it was wildly overrated. Perhaps it was a result of years of hearing teacher after teacher extol it’s virtues in high school. Or maybe it was just castle and cathedral fatigue. In reality....it was nice... but far from the epic fantasyland I had come to expect. The gardens did not, in fact, extend into eternity. The Hall of Mirrors....was not, in reality, endless. It’s on my list of places I want to revisit as a mature adult.