Charlie

A straight escort who is willing to have sex with men is probably not too concerned with how old the client is, unless he is worried that the client might have physical problems or even expire during the session.

It hasn't happened me on my desktop, but I never access this site on my phone.

Although the same sex households in which the couple are married is obviously a marker of gay relationships, the same sex households in which the two persons are not married could consist simply of friends who live together, or even siblings (e.g., two unmarried or widowed sisters), and the unmarried households are 41% of the whole. Nevertheless, the trend is encouraging.

I gave most of my copies of Drum to a gay archive a number of years ago, and this is not one of the few copies that I saved (copies with photos of people I knew, like my domestic partner at that time, who appeared on the back cover of one of them, or articles that I wanted for my memory bank). Drum was published by Clark Polak, one of my closest friends in the 1960s, and I proofread and helped distribute some of the magazines. I also knew Bob Anthony, one of the photographers whose work he often used.

Probably a Ford product from the 1940s, but not enough visual info to tell which one.

If you have a regular doctor, call their office and ask them what to do. They may know of another resource besides the chain drug stores.

Now that's the style I was actually looking for. I plan to sleep in them, not entertain.

Although we got our flu shots in our doctor's office, he does not have the COVID boosters. When we were in the office for something else last week, he asked if we had got the latest booster yet, and when I said we hadn't, he told us we could get it at the hospital's pharmacy as walk-ins, so we went right over there, and got the booster immediately, after filling out a simple form. BTW, one of our elderly neighbors, who didn't want to get the flu shot, is now hospitalized with the flu, and another neighbor has been waiting three days for gall bladder surgery, because the hospital is overwhelmed with patients.

I tried to buy a pair of classic men's two piece pajamas yesterday, the kind adult men were always depicted wearing when I was younger, and they were almost impossible to find as I went from store to store. I finally found a Christmas-themed pair at Target, but It made me wonder: What do YOU wear when you go to bed alone? For most of my adult life I have slept naked, whether with someone else or alone, but recently it has been chilly in the house when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom (yeah, I'm old), and I don't like to sleep in my underwear, so I thought it would be cozy to have a pair of pajamas.

I have Spectrum for Internet and cable, and their service for me has been average, but many of my neighbors complain about them constantly.

We had Verizon for landline service in California, and it was good, but then they sold it all to Frontier, and they were a mess. I have two cellphones, one with AT&T, which I have had for years, and it is fine; the other is with Consumer Cellular, because they are cheap, but their service for basic problems is not good.

So that what became of Kristian! He used to come to the first Palm Springs Weekends, and to see him rise naked from Oliver's pool was an experience few ever forgot.

The first time I have ever seen an ad for someone admitting to being 73 years old!

I used to fantasize about being a girl when I was an adolescent, but it was basically because girls could kiss boys. Once I found that I could date boys, too, I lost interest in transitioning.

I never raised the topic, and neither did my father. In retrospect, it seems strange to me that I didn't have much curiosity about it, and my father was somewhat prudish anyway. I started masturbating regularly when I was ten, and first started to cum while doing it when I was thirteen. I only thought about other boys I knew while I was doing it (especially the ones who were starting to show muscles and body hair), so I don't think I actually associated it with the birds and the bees topic. There were no sex education classes it in the schools I went to, so I was in college before I actually understood the mechanics of heterosexual relations, which my classmates obviously understood, and I don't think they realized that I did not, since I always dated girls. The first time I had sex with another guy, at seventeen, I was shocked to discover that men inserted their cocks into other guys' assholes! I had thought that the only kind of male-to-male sex was frottage, or oral sex if one was really wild.

I suspect that your family's reaction to the joint announcement may have resulted at least somewhat from the fact that other people wouldn't necessarily know that you were gay, but everyone could see that her boyfriend was Black. Many families certainly used to feel that it didn't really matter so much that you were gay as long as their neighbors, friends, co-workers, etc., didn't know. I remember when I was in my late teens that I realized that my father's cousin Fred was gay, but not out in any public sense. I also realized that my parents knew he was gay, Fred's mother, aunts and uncles all knew (they accepted his close "friend" as a family member), but they never acknowledged the fact except within the family.

My brother-in-law and his partner decided to roast a goose for Thanksgiving dinner one year when he was having several notable guests he wanted to impress. As his partner was carrying the heavy goose in to the dining room table, it slipped off the platter onto the rug. One wag at the table remarked to the partner, "I think your goose is cooked."

I ran an AIDS Information Hotline back in the 80s, and the questions we got over the phone revealed how little most people did know about HIV, and what bizarre ideas some of them had. The Internet certainly is a big improvement in the transmission of information, though not necessarily in people's understanding of that information.

I used to have this one, but I can't find it now.

Both father and brother were famed rowers, and looked very much alike.

Unless I am very much mistaken, this is Jack Kelly, brother of Princess Grace and Philadelphia City Councilman.

I didn't say they were all warm memories.

I guess these photos qualify as "vintage," since that magazine cover is 20 years old.

I thought of that old thread immediately when I saw this topic. Re-reading it brought back memories of so many posters who are no longer on the site.

NORTH Philly? Really? I have never thought of anyplace west of Wissahickon Creek as North Philly. Next you are going to try to tell me that East Falls is in North Philly, too!