Charlie

He was gorgeous, but one of the scariest hires I ever had. I felt like I was dealing with someone who to be handled extremely carefully, and when we were done (as far I as I was concerned), he physically prevented me from going; I had to talk him into letting me get dressed and leave after I promised to return later, which of course I didn't do. I knew he had a younger brother, whom he had persuaded to work with him for awhile (they sometimes advertised as available as a pair in Connecticut). A few years later, I hired a young guy who turned out to be the brother! He was straight, but Mario had turned him on to escorting as a way to make easy money, and he only did it when he needed the money. He turned out to be much more level-headed than Mario, and actually more satisfying sexually. When I asked why he was working alone, he admitted that Mario was in prison. I later learned from another escort that Mario was actually in an institution for those who were convicted of violent crimes but who had been judged to be mentally ill.

Does he look at his phone all the time while having sex?

Yes to #1

I don't believe that security cameras were common then: it was more than a half century ago. And, BTW, it may have been a sarcophagus that you have seen, because it was a Philadelphia museum.

3. Add: Fucked someone on top of a sarcophagus in a museum.

'49 Buick?

Nice new Mercury coupe.

Looks like Narcissus kissing himself.

"Lankypeters" joined the site in 2004, but he hasn't posted anything since 2018. We had both been posting for a couple of years before some details in one of my posts made him realize that we knew one another: we had worked together in New York as colleagues in the late 1960s! He PMed me, and we got together for lunch when I went back to NYC for a visit in 2007. We hadn't seen one another since an encounter in London thirty-three years earlier, so we didn't recognize one another when we showed up at the restaurant. Like me, he has long been retired, and we caught up on all the changes in our lives. After that, we sometimes conversed on the site through the private messages, but we no longer had much in common, and most of our old shared acquaintances are now deceased. He was never a frequent poster, but the fact that he hasn't appeared here at all for more than four years made me wonder if he is still alive, though I haven't been able to find any info to the contrary. If anyone else here knows him or knows what became of him (he was a regular escort client in NYC), please contact me, or contact him and ask him to give a shout out here.

On my mother's side, my grandparents were a brother and sister who married a brother and sister. It meant that my mother and three of her cousins all shared exactly the same grandparents, and they all lived together in the same household for a while. Because they were all part of the same gene pool, my mother and her female cousins even looked alike, which meant that neighbors and teachers often assumed they were all sisters. (And, no, this was not in Appalachia--it was in suburban New Jersey.)

None of my great-grandparents were alive when I was born, but one of my great-grandmothers had a younger sister who was only slightly older than my grandmother, and I knew her when I was a child (I just called her Aunt Nettie), so there is probably an old photo somewhere of me, my father, my grandmother and her aunt, 4 generations together. I also have a photo of my spouse's grandmother holding my spouse's infant niece, her first great-grandchild. My mother's sister had her first and only child at 17, her daughter had her first son at 20, and he had his first child at 22, so my aunt was only 59 when she saw her first great-grandchild, and since she lived to be 85, she saw several great-grandchildren grow up. My mother also had a cousin who did not marry young, but her daughter did, and since the cousin lived to 97, she saw her great-grandchildren. The key is obviously early marriages and long lives.

I have always had wastebaskets in the bedrooms and bathrooms, and next to our office desks. I don't have them in the living or dining room. I have three covered containers in the kitchen: trash, recyclables, compost. Everything eventually gets emptied into the three trashcans outside: "trash," "recyclables," "green waste" (kitchen compost and landscaping, such as leaves, clippings from bushes and trees).

When I first saw this topic, I wasn't thinking in terms of cocks but of overall size. There was a guy I used to see in a NYC leather bar who was huge, a foot taller than I was and probably more than a hundred pounds heavier. I thought he was very attractive, and one night he was standing behind me in the line for the john. I suddenly realized he was feeling my ass. I knew that cock size was not necessarily related to overall size, but it was probable that he was much bigger than anyone I had ever had, and I wasn't particularly fond of getting fucked anyway. I turned my head and smiled, and asked what he was interested in. He growled, "I want to take you home, throw you in the sling, and fuck the shit out of you." I realized that it would probably turn out to be literally true, so I flashed an even bigger smile and replied, "Thanks for the offer, but I'm only here to drink tonight" BIG LIE! Whenever I saw him again in the bar, I always smiled but avoided getting into a conversation with him.

Christina is now appearing in a tv ad selling some kind of product, I don't remember what. That's when you know they have passed their prime as entertainers.

The last set of the match is actually being replayed right now on the Tennis Channel (406 on Spectrum) if you want to see what I mean.

Because the last couple of games went on and on, the score going back and forth with long points that left Rune gasping for breath, and as a player myself, I understand what the players are experiencing.

It was exhausting just to watch the end of that match.

Although he has been on the site less than a year, the photos look like they were taken over a longer period of time: some photos show tattoos that aren't there on the earlier photos, and in the last photo he looks older than in the earlier photos.

I'd like to pretend I was a child bride, like Jerry Lee Lewis's second wife, but I had actually been around the block for eight years before we met, so I was no starry-eyed innocent.🤩

I am simply explaining the situation now, when baseball is no longer the most attractive professional goal for most young black athletes in the US, because it is no longer the "national pastime." College (and high school) baseball teams don't get anywhere near the same attention as football teams or basketball teams

"College boy"? "Crimson"? Does that mean Harvard? Or does it just refer to that lovely asshole?

Only something like 11% of the people eligible for them have gotten the new booster shots, so Walgreen's is doing a lot of advertising about how simple it is to get both shots in one visit.

Unlike pro football, which recruits most of its players from American college teams, pro baseball does much of its recruiting in Latin America, where the major attraction for young athletes is baseball. There are dark faces on the Phillies roster, but they are all from countries that border the Caribbean.

My spouse and I fell in love the day we met, and by the time we were ready to go to sleep, we decided that we would live together. However, after a couple of weeks, we both confessed that we didn't want a monogamous relationship, because we were both still attracted sexually to other men, and we wanted to be honest about that. Each of us also had some sexual interests that the other didn't share. Therefore, although our love for one another has lasted for 54 years, we worked out a relationship that included the possibility of sex with other men, as long as each of us knew what the other was doing. We also recognized the danger that one of us could "fall in love" with another sexual partner, but we were prepared to accept the fact if it happened. In fact, it did happen a couple of times, but it always turned into a passing infatuation rather than a permanent relationship, and we were able to ride out the episode in the long run, even though it necessitated a couple of trial separations. Where love is concerned, what will happen, will happen.

Unsurprised and unhappybecause the Phillies lost after being down 5 runs last night.