RomanticRick

@RomanticRick - Here's the website address: https://www.timtales.com/
 
As far as I know, he does not advertise in RM. He is in higher class of men who create content and live off of those profits.

Tim Krueger is the top. If you google Timtales Leander, there a links for streaming.

He desperately wants it... :p:p

Just this one man - https://rent.men/Ninexseven

Work your resume. Get metrics and accomplishments nailed down.
 
Hire a pro resume writer. Spend the extra cash for a LinkedIn profile and build your network.
 
Feel free to private message me.

You be you.
 
If someone makes you feel like that's not enough, they can ceremoniously go fuck themselves
 
The one thing you never want to get wrapped up in is becoming the '$30k millionaire.' That's the quickest way to debt and getting yourself into a whole heap of financial trouble. I see it on a regular basis in Dallas, where people try very, very hard to seem important.
 
Eventually, their rented Range Rovers are repossessed, their leased apartments evicted and their short run in the social circles of Dallas over.
 
Rule of thumb: Don't be Dallas

Awwwwwwwwwww, how Romantic Rick ! :rolleyes:

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Many moons ago..... Jake Deckard. I was young (maybe 20 years ago) and enamored of the pics he was posting on the internet. I had never been to a masseur before and reading up, and ogling over his pics, I created this great big fantasy of how wonderful it would all be and how happy and satisfied it would make me. Well, I arrived 15 minutes early - anxious to be there. I didn't think much to have the desk guy call up to say I was there. Jake wasn't very happy about my early arrival - which I can now totally understand - he gasped and sighed and over the phone said I should wait. I was upset at myself for being early and sat, waiting in the lobby. Once I went up, in my nervousness, I think I said all the wrong things which made him appear even less happy with my presence (I think I tried to ask him what else he did other than massage and he might have taken that as offensive - which I really didn't mean in a bad way, as being a masseur is a totally legitimate profession, and I was awkwardly trying to make small talk)...Maybe he had personal stuff going on as well, I don't know. Well, during the massage, not sure of how to go about it, I tried touching him but he kept batting my hand away, huffing and puffing like I was ruining his routine - a master doing his work... So I just gave up and laid there, miserable - with some hot dude who I totally offended mad at me and distant. My fantasy of how wonderful it would all be shattered and I couldn't stop wondering wtf I did. Finally, at some point, when he was ready, something started poking my head and I outright asked him, "May I....?" That was kinda weird. I imagined it would have been sexier than that. It was mechanical - no warmth. I half nearly choked, gave myself a HE, and left. I walked down the street sad, mad at myself for I-don't-know-what. I'd have to say that was the worst experience I've ever had.
 
Years later, however, watching Tim Kruger rip Jake's asshole apart on video gave me a sick sense of pleasure, LOL..... Thanks, Tim!

Ok this one goes back awhile. Back to the years of finding masseurs in the ad section of Frontiers Magazine. Before the advice of forum members. There was a guy whose body was amazing kind of like the guy from Tarzan movie with Bo Derek ... Miles Okeef I think. ( 20 somethings start googling). Any way I arrived at a dingy little apartment. He seemed pretty out of it. He in told me to go ahead and lie face down on the bed which was unmade and sheets were obviously not fresh. ( OK let me say it is amazing what you will let slide when some one is extremely good looking. ) He then lay on top of me and kind of kneaded my shoulder with one hand occasionally mumbling incoherently. On a side note his hair was shoulder length but more little lord Fontleroy then Sexy romance novel and obviously had not been washed in a very long time. I digress,the strange Kneading continues until it becomes obvious he has dozed off. Yes full dead weight on top of me asleep. So he come to as I writhe about a bit. continuing to mumble and pinch. At this point I initiate the turn over and just want it all to end. So I am a bit fuzzy on this but there was some sort of HE, more Hurried than Happy. The kicker, as I am getting dressed he decides it is time for him to prep dinner. This is a one room with kitchenette so I get to watch as he waves a huge knife around and tries to make small talk. Now had it been a paring knife to cut his potato no biggie but this was a fight crocodiles in a swamp knife so I was wondering if was ever going to be seen again. I go into compliment mode, going on and on of what a great time it was as I dressed and edged toward the door. I made my escape to home and a very long shower.

Look for it... "like" if you find it

Beyond the "shadow" of a doubt. You are a word-master.

I'll admit my post may be a bit of a fib, as I have bottomed before, but in all honesty it's been almost 10 years since I've did the deed. When I meet with an escort, it's usually everything but anal that I get into but lately I've been craving trying to bottom again. Who can recommend Los Angeles tops who are great with "first timers" (or guys like me who feels like it's their first time..lol). Kissing is a must. I'm not the type of guy that wants to be flipped around on my knees and get pounded from behind. I need a patient, passionate top who will go slow and gently while kissing me face to face. I won't do doggie style ever.
 
recommendations? Thanks!

"The only Nazi's I'm a fan of are Soup and Grammur (sic) "
 
Smurof

This is what can happen when the chemistry is off and the client takes it personally.
 
As other here have said before, when it's just not a match- but nothing terrible otherwise- sometimes the best thing you can do is part ways and not submit a review.
 
You cannot always force a round peg into a square hole. Some personalities are not meant to mesh.

What I find hard to understand is that there is no indication in the "review" that the "reviewer" was a client or ever had had any kind of hiring relationship with the escort or masseur in question. I thought a "review" was only allowed for an actual meeting between an escort/masseur and a client.

So nice to see the correct spelling and usage of "pique". Bravo!!

One's reasoning could be that daily PrEP prevents HIV (99%). Others are treatable with medicine. So, no reason to use condom if one does not prefer it. As simple as that.

One's reasoning could be that daily PrEP prevents HIV (99%). Others are treatable with medicine. So, no reason to use condom if one does not prefer it. As simple as that.

One's reasoning could be that daily PrEP prevents HIV (99%). Others are treatable with medicine. So, no reason to use condom if one does not prefer it. As simple as that.

Have you considered putting down a towel?
 

Just a lurker here. But, having followed this thread over these weeks, feeling compelled to add 2 cents.
You have let love reign supreme. Even though you had so much reason to hate, all your actions rightly tinged with caution, have been to just excise this "tumor" (you still love) out of your life while not destroying it. Nothing nor no one can bring you down. Congratulations!
The "tumor" will self-destruct.

Just a lurker here. But, having followed this thread over these weeks, feeling compelled to add 2 cents.
You have let love reign supreme. Even though you had so much reason to hate, all your actions rightly tinged with caution, have been to just excise this "tumor" (you still love) out of your life while not destroying it. Nothing nor no one can bring you down. Congratulations!
The "tumor" will self-destruct.

Just a lurker here. But, having followed this thread over these weeks, feeling compelled to add 2 cents.
You have let love reign supreme. Even though you had so much reason to hate, all your actions rightly tinged with caution, have been to just excise this "tumor" (you still love) out of your life while not destroying it. Nothing nor no one can bring you down. Congratulations!
The "tumor" will self-destruct.

Just a lurker here. But, having followed this thread over these weeks, feeling compelled to add 2 cents.
You have let love reign supreme. Even though you had so much reason to hate, all your actions rightly tinged with caution, have been to just excise this "tumor" (you still love) out of your life while not destroying it. Nothing nor no one can bring you down. Congratulations!
The "tumor" will self-destruct.