Nick99

“You gays”???!!!

“You gays”???!!!

“You gays”???!!!

I don't think you can get much lower than trolling a forum for gay johns.

I have to assume you're doing some kind of Tr*mp cosplay... I made plans to have dinner with Reese long before you left your unhinged comments in the other post.

This whole thread is hilariously funny!!!

Awesome porn stache in photo number three!!!
 
The story is very touching because he used to have a wife and has two teenage kids and falling in love with a man got him to come out of the closet, and now the guys are getting married and he is 59. Wow!!

This whole thread is hilariously funny!!!

Dave, we're on the same page, and I like the basic human respect that comes through in your post. Trustworthiness and kindness, two things I wish I saw more of in the world.
 
AOG
 
PS -- bummer about the Malaysia experience. That sucks.

OK, full disclosure: I'm on this forum right now because I just had a no show. And I'm traveling in Malaysia, so... well, I'm only here to work.
 
3pm appointment. I am flying in earlier than planned to make this work for this guy, a new guy I've not seen before. Airport to hotel is a bit of a rush, and up to room... check the aircon, set up the lighting, shower/shave/shit, brush teeth again, and pull the gear I think we'll need from my luggage. Suddenly, my son calls me to chat - from the USA - which we do for a bit, but I have to tell him, I gotta go, because I have an appointment soon. He understands (he knows what sort of work I do), but I think I hear a wistfulness in his voice as we say bye.
 
Back to my 3:00... I have exactly eight minutes left to get ready. I spend a few thinking about what I know about this guy. A few more getting my laptop and speaker set and some chill music going. Another minute to see that the bathroom looks ok... and that there's water for him... and a minute more to calm down and sit. I'm excited, it will be fun.
 
The time is 3:01. Phew, I made it.
The time is 3:01. Hmmm, where is he? I asked him to call me when five minutes from the hotel.
 
And now... i's 3:05. I ponder, when did I last hear from him? Two days ago? He was emailing after we spoke and - gee, I guess he first contacted me about five days ago... so I think he's serious and is gonna show. And now... it's 3:10. I call.
 
His phone rings, he answers, and he hangs up. Not a good sign.
 
A minute later a message comes in: "So sorry actually my boss this morning send me Ipoh to take his family to visit his auntie house who just pass away"
 
Ipoh, I google-map it, is a 2.5 hour drive away.
 
I am pissed. I don't even know if his explanation is real or not. And it doesn't matter. "this morning"??? Why the fuck didnt he write me, this morning? Or early this afternoon? Why did nothing come in to me at... 2pm?? Why did I have to contact him, to hear this excuse???????

Next message, a minute later: "I'm so sorry dear will get u back soon."
 
REALLY?!?!? Meanwhile, I had another client who wanted this time slot... but several days ago I told him I'm already booked then, can we figure another date? Alas, that was his only availability (in the past, some people have suggested I call clients back when that happens, but actually... I'm not that sort of escort).
 
So at the moment, I'm alone here in my hotel room. And I realize, I'm hungry. I never ate lunch. Didn't have time for it earlier.

This whole thread is hilariously funny!!!

Any info on this guy? I think I have seen some of these photos before under another name. (Russian/Ukrainian/Belarus group out of Manhattan???)
As a matter of fact, just an hour ago his name was the rather harsh “Ratibor”!
And now he’s in NYC for 5 days.
Member of RentMasseur for 10 hours already...
Now he’s calked “Kostya”,
& I’ll bet it does...cost ya.
 
https://rentmasseur.com/Kostya

Just think of the fucking as rectal massage!! Full body!

I have feared this film ever since I heard of it’s story. Only because I’m currently caretaking for a parent who is depicted in this film. Its not that I’m not a healthy gay man now, who I have become on my own terms, but the tolls of caretaking for the one depicted, often rips the band–aid of life off everything which you once fixed for yourself which you need to overlook because you’re now the adult and responsible.
 
I look forward to seeing this.

You do understand that the starting of this thread was a swipe at our resident troll and inane thread starter.....don't you?

It’s always a risk.

Ah, satire.
 
Thanks, @Larstrup.

I wipe backward with my toilet paper on the roll over the top.

Just think of the fucking as rectal massage!! Full body!

Your reasons for being proud of it are dumb and racist. I challenge you to articulate one drawback to Western culture or the culture of your ethnic forebears. Don't pretend any human group is above critique.
 
Instead of posting here so much, take an online history course from a reputable college. You might learn something. Otherwise your purported love of history is just a cover for your white supremacy.
 
P.S. Here's an example: British foreign policy in the late 19th century amounted to running a drug cartel (Opium Wars). Koreans are comfortable with snap judgment. The Irish have a higher incidence of alcohol dependency than other groups and the IRA is both right in its politics and a terrorist organization. (I would feel differently if they had only targeted British soldiers and police.) Germans value order and efficiency but not always lives.
 
Yes, part of my ethnic heritage is European. It is no skin off my nose to recognize the ways in which that heritage is tainted. Although I am not Chinese, if I believed in the concept of best instead of different, I would say the paradigmatic civilization (not country) is Chinese considering how long their history is and how many firsts they achieved: first civil service, emphasis on scholarship over partisanship and class, love of art and beautiful things, prioritizing strategy over brute force, and early and possibly first restaurants, which requires the existence of a leisure class.

The obvious over-indulgence in steroids has obviously brought to the surface some pretty significant anger and self hatred. Pity.

Won't someone think about the poor, oppressed straight men?

Posting for a friend...
 

I rarely log on here anymore, for no reason other than I have not engaged with any escorts or masseurs in some time and my priorities have overall shifted. However, a text exchange I had earlier this evening angered me enough that I felt moved to stop by.
 
Several months ago, I reached out to an escort named Reese who is based in Las Vegas. I saw that his travel schedule included an upcoming NYC visit, and was intrigued by his photos and stats. I never heard back, and did not give it much thought. I figured it was the universe doing me a favor and life carried on.
 
This evening, I was out to dinner when I received a text from a 646 number alerting me to the sender's brand new OnlyFans account. He said he hoped I would follow, and attempted to sell me by describing several "hard cock videos" he'd recorded. I responded honestly: "Who is this?" In reply, he simply linked me to his RM ad: https://rentmen.eu/REESE
 
I then told him that I was not an OnlyFans subscriber, and that as he had never responded to my inquiry some months ago I wasn't particularly interested in his videos. I then deleted the thread from my phone, as I was out to dinner celebrating my birthday, so I unfortunately do not have evidence of this exchange.
 
After dinner, I checked my phone for new messages and saw I had received three from "Reese." Technically two, with one being a spelling clarification:
 

 
You can believe my story, or don't. I don't really care. If you for any reason believe a (likely straight) escort telling a complete stranger to "Go get AIDS" is deserved, we have nothing to say to each other. But if you, like me, are a gay man with an understanding of the history of AIDS and its decimation of so many of our brothers, you will understand my outrage. This man does not deserve a dime from any one of us. It's time that we stop giving cisgendered, straight men our business and our attention just because they fit a physical ideal we have been engrained to put above all else. I am tired of men like this. I am tired of being "baby" until I am determined unprofitable, until I am a "homo," a "queer." I am DONE.

I understand it, and I've been guilty of it, but... not for a while now. Outside of my father, I'd rather not be around straight men at all.