nycman

Preferably behind the closed doors of a western five star hotel. There’s a huge difference between what goes on in public and what is permitted behind Golden Gates. There’s a huge difference between what is tolerated with tourists and what is tolerated with locals. And of course there is huge difference between the treatment of those who have money and those who do not. If you go in with western, democratic values and attitudes….you’re in for a rough trip.

Oh sure…. Misrepresented themselves in their pics. Demanded money upfront (without being discussed prior). Showed up high as a kite. Showed up 2 hours late (without calling or explanation). Attempted to change the agreed upon rate. Opened the door and realized they were someone who conned me before. Zero chemistry. The “zero chemistry" is the only one I’d even consider giving $100 to for their time. Chemistry is hard to predict and hard to fake. If I think they’re really trying and they haven’t committed one of the other "sins", I tend to hand them a $100 for their time and show them the door. Everyone else, just gets the door.

Ummm…..Darren Criss is playing Hedwig in that shot. Hedwig strips down to tiny black shorts and their assistant Yitzhak takes the stage in “Hedwig drag" during “Midnight Radio" at the close of the show. Done correctly, it’s a powerful moment of release and transformation. And yeah, if you’re gonna play Hedwig, you gotta starve yourself to get into those shorts.

And the award for "best performance at the Tony’s" goes to……..

Paddle or Piddle?

"Ask me" = Next! These are not difficult questions. Nonetheless, no matter what they say in their ad, I make it clear that I’m a top who likes to fuck. That way they can prepare accordingly and there’s really no surprises. And if they act surprised…they get politely shown to the door. Reading is fundamental. If you didn’t understand what I wrote, it’s because you chose not to understand. Next!

Yeah, I’m going to play Devil’s Advocate here. Admittedly however, I have no idea where the “truth” lies on this topic. You have to remember that early in HIV research (and almost 99% still true today), every attempt to "cure" HIV was an absolute failure. Science just wasn’t (and pretty much still isn’t) up to the task. Pouring more and more money into failure after failure simply was statistically a bad idea. There was some promise (and eventually a huge victory) in treating HIV and making the disease “manageable". Fauci played the odds and took that bet. I would argue that Fauci’s bet (or his deal with the devil, if you prefer) paid off in spades. There are millions who are alive today that wouldn’t be if all that funding kept being dumped into the halcyon dumpster of seeking a cure instead of being funneled into the more realistic treatment pathway. Science wasn’t (and still largely isn’t) developed enough to even dream of a cure. I believe that’s changing, and I believe we’ll see real lasting cures for the masses in our lifetime. Nonetheless, retrospect yields a cloudy vision at best, and admittedly the "truth" is probably somewhere in the middle.

I use my real first name when I contact a provider. It just seems human to me. There is an inherent risk, but most providers are decent humans and I generally only contact men who are well reviewed here. Is that a "mistake"? Let’s just say I wouldn’t advise others to follow my lead. Especially, if they have something to loose. Even providers with good reputations here, occasionally turn out to be astoundingly evil and petty beings. YMMV.

Let’s be honest…it’s not his first. Personally, I couldn’t care less what others pay or how much someone charges. All that matters is how much a man I want to see is asking, and how much I’m willing to pay. It’s like the price of plutonium….its not really relevant to my day to day world.

Strangely, I actually prefer not to know. When I’ve built the fantasy in my head of "X", I want to fuck X, kiss X, cuddle with X,….. "Y"? Yeah,I don’t know him nor do I need to. Oddly compartmentalized, but true.

You saved me. Thank you.

God, that is one ugly interior design.

One of my first escort crushes. Never got to meet him, but damn did I dream about it!

Interesting question @purplekow. I never really thought about it but most of my friends are 10-15 years older than me. A few are 15-20 years younger. And my oldest and closest friends are about my age. Most of my boyfriends have been 10 years older than me. I enjoy the company of people older and wiser than me. I agree men younger than me have a hard time understanding why I don’t share their stamina and desire to jump out of airplanes. Now that I think about it though, I probably do the same thing to my older friends. I don’t want to think of them as "old". Also I do a similar thing with younger men. In my mind somehow, we’re all the same age. My advice? Take it as a compliment that they still think of you as young and spry enough to change a tire of your own. Here’s the only tire I want to change…..but that’s been true since I was in my 20’s. Herb Ritts | "Fred with Tires- Bodyshop Series" (1984) | Available for Sale | Artsy WWW.ARTSY.NET Available for sale from Izzy Gallery, Herb Ritts, "Fred with Tires- Bodyshop Series" (1984), Silver Gelatin Print, 24 × 20 in

Yes, every website ever listed on the net-of-inter also involves sex. Any every suspect post by a newbie is the Feds. These are known facts.

It’s medical care. Not Burger King. Have it your way?…..yeah….no…that’s not how any of this works. You need to talk with your doctor and request to have it added to your next battery of tests.

Enjoy your prudery. I’m going to keep doing it. Clothed and unclothed.

I’ve reached out to him on several different trips to Vegas. Never got the courtesy of a response. I stopped trying.

He’s fat and old. grin

I don’t know him, but we definitely have different definitions of "classy".

When I realized I wasn’t sexually attracted to "Hot Lips" Houlihan….I knew I was gay. RIP.

Evelyn? Eastern? Excommunication? Cocksuckers? Cunts? Cosmonauts? I love the "guess the trigger word" game as much as anyone, but this is getting ridiculous.

Thank you for this. I’m a big, big, big Pee-Wee fan. Paul Rubens? Not so much. At times the documentary was painful for me to watch. I honestly believe that Paul was a loving and caring man. Unfortunately he painted himself into the corner (or closet) with his Pee-Wee Herman persona. Even late in life with nothing to lose, he seemed so detached, guarded, and controlling. The railroading he got over the non-existent "child porn" is tragic. It’s a miracle he didn’t "go postal" on the DA’s office during that period. And I always respected him for completely owning up to jerking off in an adult movie theater. Grace Jones performing The Little Drummer Boy on his Christmas Special will forever be an epic moment when two wildly disparate parts of my life collided in orgiastic perfection.

I think that’s very reasonable in today’s market.

"Most comfortable with muscle worship, showing off, erotic massages, edging, etc but….." Too much of a "hedge bet" for me. Some else is going to have to jump on this grenade before I do. Hopefully he’s fun. Vegas needs better escorts.