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Yeah, it's all fun and games till you wake up and find your dick in an Albuquerque mailbox. 
Seriously though, it's an interesting test. 

I find all of the stories in this thread to be incredibly helpful and inspirational. Being a 64 year old, closeted gay man, to all family and friends, and married to my wife for 25 years, we have no children. All of my family and friends are conservative evangelical Christians. I truly have felt alone in this struggle with my sexuality. It is my two providers, who have been supportive and kind, to an older man, exploring his true sexuality. I am beyond grateful for this awesome online community of men who are braver, more gifted and better men, than I will ever be. Thank you for all the helpful information and stories, this community shares on a daily basis. It gives me the courage to go on, and find hope and support, as I figure out how I may someday come out to everyone. 

There is no harm in stating your limits in your ad. You have a full time job, you’re only available evenings and weekends, you’re not always able to even answer requests during business hours, and because of it you need to plan ahead and can only take a few clients a week. As a client, I am not put off by this at all. What I am bothered by is having to pull that information out of somebody piece by piece. There have been times where I was only available on weeknights or mornings or a specific day. Having all the information up front saves everyone time and effort. 

Oh, puh-leeze. “Highly religious”? That means nothing. For context, I am 61 years old. I’ve lost count of the number of men who put on a clean shirt and go pray to their God on Sunday morning, who later divest themselves of their tighty-whiteys and are crying, “Oh, God! OH, GOD!” in my bed Sunday afternoons and evenings. Continuing … my parents used to boast of my involvement with the youth ministry at their Church. Little did they know I was taking it up the ass from the youth minister in the boys bathroom at fellowship hall after Sunday services. I suppose one could say that I was “highly religious”, too. (Before anyone gets their Calvins in a wad, I was 17 and he was 19.) Dude still looks good (me less so), and  his parents live in the same retirement community as my parents. So I see him and his wife from time to time. And sometimes I see him in the men’s room for old time’s sake. 
I’m not trying to divert or derail the subject (Ty Simpson). “Highly religious” Southern men are a whole helluva lotta fun when they crack that closet door open. Not to be tacky but I’ve taken enough Southern seed to know. 

Bozo has pre-paid and pre-arranged to be buried with his cell phone, laptop, and desktop.
There will be no privacy/confidentiality issues in a post-Bozo world.
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I think the hardest part here may not actually be what he does, but that you were misled about it. That kind of breach of trust can feel more destabilizing than the work itself.
There’s still a lot of nuance worth sitting with before you decide what this means for you.
Did he avoid telling you because he was afraid of losing you, or because he didn’t want to deal with the consequences? When he finally told you, did it feel like honesty and vulnerability, or more like “this is who I am, take it or leave it”? Is he truly trying to change his circumstances, or simply hoping you’ll adapt to them?
You’re clearly very invested emotionally. What does he do, in concrete ways, to show that your commitment is matched? And practically speaking, does this situation place more emotional or financial strain on you than on him?
None of these questions are accusations. They’re about understanding balance, safety, and trust. Love can coexist with complexity, but only if both people are carrying their share of the weight.
It may help to remember that the person who feels they have less to lose often has more leverage, even unintentionally. Moving forward may mean naming any imbalance honestly and deciding together what would restore a sense of stability and mutual respect for you — not just keeping things intact.
Personslly, I think this is salvageable if you are both equally invested 

Is it really your mailman's fault?  In my neighborhood,  the mail carriers have a full day's work and someone has to be last.  My own mailman varies the order in which he does his route...he can arrive at my house any time in the afternoon between 1 and 6 pm.

I've been the client in this situation once or twice.  And one time I actually went home without paying (the bliss😁!) without the escort's saying a word.  When I called a few hours later to apologize profusely and make arrangements to pay, he laughed off my apologies...he said he knew I would eventually figure it out.  Talk about trust!

Not "every time", but whenever *you* feel like it.  That's why you advertise as a masseur and not as an escort.  From reading the responses here, you see that it's silly to imagine you can control your clients' expectations.  

Not "every time", but whenever *you* feel like it.  That's why you advertise as a masseur and not as an escort.  From reading the responses here, you see that it's silly to imagine you can control your clients' expectations.  

Not "every time", but whenever *you* feel like it.  That's why you advertise as a masseur and not as an escort.  From reading the responses here, you see that it's silly to imagine you can control your clients' expectations.  

Not "every time", but whenever *you* feel like it.  That's why you advertise as a masseur and not as an escort.  From reading the responses here, you see that it's silly to imagine you can control your clients' expectations.  

Yes, sometimes the masseur trips and the entire penis goes in accidentally.  It's happened to me a few hundred times.

The key is that full sex should not be expected by the hirer when hiring a sensual or erotic masseur. As for what’s included in the massage as ‘standard’ you should ask the masseur. I include things like oral and kissing as standard but many don’t so it’s incumbent on the hirer to ask. 
For many clients though the interest in hiring a sensual or erotic masseur (apart from receiving a great massage) is the possibility and unknown about what might happen. That’s exciting and adds a frisson to the session. I do have sex with some clients because that’s just how the session developed. But as soon as a client wants the guarantee of full sex when they book the session then I am going to tell them that the rate is different (if I’m willing to do it atall). Clients expecting/demanding full sex for the price of a massage are unrealistic and will be disappointed. 
 

Of the 7 men I've played with in Puerto Vallarta this week this far, 2 have used condoms (28.5%).  But, its use was inconsistent even by the same guy.  One guy penetrated my ass with a condom, but then let me penetrate him without a condom.  The other guy let me suck his dick without a condom, but put a condom on me to suck mine.
This is still a small sample size.  For the sake of scientific integrity, I am working on sleeping with a larger sample size and report back here with the results.
Further skewing the results of this study:  the 7 men mentioned are a combination of escorts, masseurs, strippers, and hookups.

Been a couple of years since I've seen him, but back then I would have rated him ***** for sexiness, customer service, and overall nice-guyness.

Been a couple of years since I've seen him, but back then I would have rated him ***** for sexiness, customer service, and overall nice-guyness.

You had me at ✊ 🍆 ⏰ ✊ 
 
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My opinion is explore, don't worry about titles. Don't worry about being a top or bottom. try everything that you are comfortable with. Try things you're not comfortable with, but know your limits. I was always a top with guys. It's almost funnily enough, like I thought it was "gay" to be a bottom. I liked being in control, In the bed, at work, everywhere. Until I was actually talked into being a submissive bottom.  
The feeling of not having to be in control. Where you just follow direction and only have to be in the moment and let somebody else guide things is the greatest feeling ever for me. Now the role can change depending on who I'm with. I still greatly enjoy being a top. But I have learned that being a bottom is pretty great also. I prefer to be a submissive bottom, but just do what you like. Don't be scared to try anything within your limits. 

Alas! My very first sexual experience began in a men's room of a public transit terminal in midtown Manhattan. I might still be a virgin if it weren't for that! 🙄

I'm in Puerto Vallarta right now, and my previous description of dancers at each club no longer applies.  Both 69 and WetDreams have gorgeous muscle hunks, and not a Twink in site at either establishment.  This may change when busy season starts the week of Thanksgiving.
One thing does remain the same: the dancers at WetDreams are extremely aggressive, interrupting customers already involved with another dancer to ask them for tips.  I keep going to WetDreams for the sexy shower 🚿 setup, but enjoy 69 more for the atmosphere and customer service (waiters bring your drink to your seat, dancers respect when you're already talking with another dancer, dancers offer to wipe their cum off your lips, etc.)

Except maybe you? 😊

Decades ago late one night at the Hotel Bel Air, I had only my client's first name and his NY cell phone.  But there was, and probably still isn't, good ATT reception in Bel Air.  It took a lot of calls from gate security to the manager to get them to call the guest with, luckily, a unique first name. Eventually, they let me in and boy was he young and rich and fun. No one famous.
Another story I've told here too often was the OC client who wanted me to strip fully down then knock naked on his Beverly Hills Peninsula room door at 4am.  I took the dare, but chickened out mostly:  the area around his door wasn't quite as private as he sold it, I took off just my shirt, I looked naked through his peephole and he opened the door :-) Strange fun guy, he had a lot of bad notices on the old old (Raphael Alencar sponsored?) blacklist site, but I think that was just because he was unique and demanding and British.  He would often threaten to not pay, but that seemed more like just a kink.  I digress.

There is a unique eroticism to hotel encounters: coming through the anonymous public mystery of the lobby, and then through an elevator and hallway to a door to a room, beyond which pleasure waits. It will always work for me, whether the hotel is budget or elegant.

I would take it as a compliment...would only get pissed off if he persisted after I told him "no"