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Pyjamas were only a "thing" for me when I was a young precocious kid living with my parents. During those times, I would indeed have underwear. I slept in my underwear my entire University/dorm life, and jettisoned the clothes when sleeping completely once I moved to my own place. In the event I have to share the room with someone I am not intimate with, I would keep whatever underwear I have on but would lose the shirt and socks once the lights are turned off, irrespective of temperature. Fortunately, I am not one who wakes up in the middle of the night to pee, so my almost-naked self remains under the covers the entire time. Sidebar: I have only one pair of pyjamas but it's never worn in bed; rather it's for pyjama parties—the frequency of which seemed to have increased during Covid-19 times. Every other pyjama set gifted to me for the holidays goes back to the store simply because I have no use for it.

Although I agree, I do find that for anything to stick, you have to use the language organically i.e. it has to feel like it's part of your daily life. Spanish is an easy language to progress with here in the United States, but French and German are a different matter. (Of course, in big cities this point is moot.)

If my company will foot the bill for lessons, absolutely. I wouldn't pass up on the chance to add another language in my box of skills. (If I have to pay for lessons out of my own pocket, I wouldn't.) I don't necessarily think he tarnished the brand, although his quite-condescending remark that he doesn't need to speak French, while delivering his speech in Quebec, leaves a really bad taste.

I would say Christmas in 1994. We were all in the living room of my ancestral home digesting from dinner. Unprodded, my grandfather picked up his guitar and started strumming a song. The room got quiet. He started singing. Slowly, everyone jumped in. Soon enough, we were about seven songs in, singing in chorus to each one. (I didn't know the songs then so I was just humming along.) In the end, we were all smiles. My grandparents have since passed, and my extended family would move to different parts of the country. But every time we get together—an increasingly rare event unfortunately—that moment would always find its way to our conversations. There are plenty more memories I would have wanted to keep but this was the first one I thought of.

I'm not a usual client of cruises so I don't think being stuck in the same environment for nine months is something I would go for.

I got a free 7-day subscription to his OF a couple of years ago, when he was still in NYC. Content is a good mix of nude solos and him having sex (there were also some fisting vids but I am not into that). Not sure if he shifted to PPV now, as many accounts have done to really get as much cash from their subscribers, or if the content's all available after paying the monthly fee.

I don't understand the decision-making that went towards this.

Fortunately, I will only do this once I know my days are up.

A porterhouse, rare, cooked in a ton of butter. Served with mashed potatoes and broccoli. If I can get dessert, McDonald's hot fudge sundae with extra fudge. I'll die a happy man.

Curiously enough, I have done this to one coworker and one male model who I work with on photoshoots. With the coworker, I just came up to him and have him a massage while he was working. It was a slow Friday so I think he found it a welcome change. With the male model, we were hanging out at my hotel room, decompressing after a long day shooting a catalog. He was complaining about how tired his feet were, so I offered to massage them. He looked at me a second, said my qualifications, and he agreed. He had such beautiful feet that I had to hide my boner a couple of times. I was completely transparent with them and said that I have only taken a few classes and hands-on time is still in the low 50s, but they both seem to enjoy it.

Wanted to add my experience. I drove to Canada and stayed for three weeks there, half of it in MTL. I drove from NYC. I was at the border for about 30 minutes in total. Negative PCR test, Covid-19 vaccination card (make sure to clarify that the J&J vaccine—which is what I got—is administered just once, unlike the three other accepted vaccines), passport, car search, and standard questions. Montreal as a whole was quite lively the entire time I was there. There were salsa parties, outdoor movie nights, comedy shows, the lot. I had to designate a few days when I won't leave my apartment because it was getting to be too much. I want to make up for last year, sure, but going out every single night is not good. You need to show your vaccine card and an ID in order to dine at a restaurant. If you somehow forgot yours, you can only order takeout (if offered) and you have to wait outside the entire time. People in general didn't wear masks on the street, but they would put them on as they enter establishments. Masks are obligatory upon entering any Metro station and while riding the train/bus. During the rush hours, the trains were quite packed so be aware. I spent a night at a divey bar and befriended a few Montrealers. According to one local, dancing and partying is prohibited. Not sure how that works and the extent at which it's enforced. I went to Campus more often than I did Stock Bar. On non-weekend nights, the wait between the dancers' first and second dances were noticeable. Nonetheless, it felt good to be back to more familiar environs. Campus was packed Friday and Saturday night. There were a lot of female guests too—I would say they made up 40% of the clientele. I did only one lap dance per visit. There were sign up sheets at both Stock and Campus, presumably for contact tracing in case somebody tested positive for Covid-19, but they largely went ignored. I wish they were enforced more but tant pis. Because I was in Canada for longer than 7 days, I had to take a PCR test at most 72 hours before coming back to the US. The border agent who welcomed me back also encouraged that I take another test three days after I get home and try to quarantine at least until I get the negative result. I live by myself and work remotely, so these requests were easy to fulfill. Minus some really minor inconveniences, I had a great time in Canada and Montreal. I can't wait to come back soon.

He's not even in the same state, so prospective clients would have to drive and pay the toll going back to Philadelphia.

I'd say most of them do nothing for me. Sure, I acknowledge their handsomeness and hunkiness but that's it. They don't get me hard. Special mentions: Pratt, both Hemsworths, Gosling, Jonas, Efron, Momoa, and Evans.

Random thoughts on the topic: - What's the acting equivalent of tone-deaf? Because that's me. Even back in highschool, I was too self-conscious and OTT to be anything more than an extra. And I was only made into one because nobody else was available. Even I knew I was cast out of necessity (and pity). - Limited experience on the brutality of the industry: I styled four actors (3 men, 1 woman) for magazine photoshoots back when I was still a full-time stylist 9 years ago. Not one of them has been in a role of any significance after all these years. Last I checked, two have moved on, one is still hanging on, and one pivoted to production although again, I don't even know whether he can call himself a fledgling producer in any capacity. - One of the four actors I mentioned above created a GoFundMe for a short that he wants to create. I donated. The short film never materialized. And when I inquired (genuinely wanted to see it and not because I wanted to get my money's worth), he blocked me. - My current celeb object of lust is 25-year-old Harrison Osterfield, Tom Holland's (MCU Spiderman) best friend and played Leopold in the never-got-past-its-freshman-season Netflix show "The Irregulars."

Has anybody been to Utopia recently? I'll be in NYC this weekend for some fun with friends and I wanted to duck out for a bit and get a massage. Feel free to send me a private message if that would be better.

I'm curious...to what end? I suppose he might have a steady stream of clients already and can afford to be selective about who he goes out with. Just speculation.

I'll second this. My initial correspondence with him was succinct and not at all a "hey hru." Read, but no response. I sent a follow-up message a week later, same brevity. Again, read but no response. I moved on. Hot pics though.

I always stay at the Hyatt in midtown. Excellent location, competitive price, and a breakfast buffet always look forward to. (I think it's grab and go currently due to the pandemic.) Had a hookup here one time and I thought there was sufficient padding between the walls.

Also, no men with two places down there where I can put my penis into.

I guess it's because I associate one's sexual characteristics with their gender identity.

This is at least fifteen years old and still gets me every time!

Compilation-style "articles" are the worst. They're insultingly lazy (I'll take listicles with original writing over a piece with 95 percent quotes any day) and profit off people's writing. Then again, it's Buzzfeed so I'm not surprised. This wasn't the first time this happened and it most certainly won't be the last.

What an interesting situation. Personally, I would be interested in it, but only if she has completely transitioned, i.e. she has a vagina.

In my (limited) hiring history, I seek out providers who list "feet" in the list of things they are into. I require some mutual foot fun during our time together. I would say half of the responses are from providers who selected all just so they can get the most inquiries. One-fourth only receive. The remaining one-fourth say they enjoy worshipping. I ended up hiring these guys and had a great time with each one.

+1 for Prague and Zurich. I prefer those two for safety, things to do (both touristy and LGBTQ+), and breadth of culture.