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I saw him a few years ago, pre-Covid.  He is great.  Very nice and extremely sexy.  Highly recommend.  

20 hours ago, cougar said:

I cannot remember his name, but my friend told me he was a former professional skier from Australia?? He was blond, big dick and usually top. This was about 15-20 years ago. Someone help me remember his name, beautiful guy.

Brad Patton?   He is on my Mount Rushmore.   I think he was a skater though. 

Try Julien in Bushwick.  He goes by youngguyoldsoul.  I have had great experiences with him.  Very good and intuitive massage on a table.   

https://rentmasseur.com/YoungGuyOldSoul

https://rentmasseur.com/YoungGuyOldSoul

I mentioned him in the 2021 Best Masseur thread but Julien - aka YoungGuyOldSoul - has been my go to for a few years now.  His massage is thorough and with good pressure.  During it he adds some sensual touch but waits until the end to really lead to a happy ending.  He is good looking, smart, fun to talk to, and a skilled masseur.  He is based in Brooklyn but travels to Manhattan.  

I nominate Julien aka YoungguyOldsoul.  https://rentmasseur.com/YoungGuyOldSoul

I have seen him many times in 2021.  Always a great massage with a spectacular ending.  He is intuitive, handsome and one of the nicest and most interesting people you will find.   Well worth the trip to Brooklyn but has also come to see me in Manhattan when I'm lazy.  

Just saw him in NYC.  Very sweet and good looking guy.  Very active and great dirty talker.   He does travel a lot but will definitely see him when he is back.

This  sounds like a dream come true.   Might cause a sensual overload but what fun to try!!!!

I saw him 15 years ago or so - he was probably in his 40's at that time.  My experience wasn't great and I never went back.  No idea what he is like today.  

https://www.companyofmen.org/threads/porn-stars-i-wish-i-could-hire.158889/reply?quote=2072955

That must have been a terrible attitude.

I am very partial to Helix Studios' actors. I've yet to see one advertise but I could be wrong.. I guess I am not that picky which one.

I hired him a few years ago, I think 3, with his boyfriend. They were traveling to NYC and although I was only interested in the boyfriend I wanted to try a group scene.

He was quiet and reserved but was very responsive and fun in the session. He was tall and muscular when I saw him. If the sessions are like that one I recommend him but the price is steep. Still, a good time.

He is very well endowed if that helps. It was much larger than I thought it would be.

I saw him for the first time yesterday afternoon. Had a wonderful time. He is funny, smart and very attractive. Also gave a great and very deep massage. Felt great all day yesterday and this morning. Highly recommend and can't wait to see him again.

I have seen him on and off over the past 6 years or so - basically whenever he is in NYC and willing to meet. Once was with JJ. Each and every time was fun and I found him to be very friendly and a great conversationalist. I loved hearing his stories of both his porn and regular life. I was in contact with him before Covid but haven't heard from him since. Maybe it was just that we had good chemistry but I found nothing to complain about and would love seeing him again.

Let me check with him. He is somewhat off the radar at the moment but if he is looking for more clients I am happy to post his info.

I live in Manhattan but go to a masseur in Brooklyn regularly. Doesn't bother me in the least but it looks like I am in the minority here.

I do not usually have a difficult time coping. Life is hard and mine has been easier than most. But today, I have just hit the wall. Working in a New Jersey Hospital is not nearly as difficult right now as working in a NYC Hospital. We have most equipment. We have beds. We have staff. We have patients and each day we have more and more patients. Right now the numbers are not overwhelming but they are increasing and more and more compromises are being made. Most of the staff are just doing their job. But there is an air of anxiety and trepidation hanging around every corner. There are hollowed shells walking the halls. Fear and uncertainty is everywhere. There are no laughs not even at jokes with a dark humor,

 

I went into work today and started the day as part of a physician conference call. The conference call was to inform us that the governor has given physicians immunity. This is not being widely publicized. Essentially, within the scope of good medical practice, we cannot be be sued for actions that previously would have been not only malpractice but quite possibly criminal. That is, we were informed of the plans for the upcoming ventilator shortage. It is not first come first served as it is in the toilet paper aisle. There is no hoarding or buying for a friend, When the respirators are 90% in use, which is the case in several hospitals in New Jersey, then patients are assigned a color code. Green patients are those that get to keep the respirators. Yellow are the patients about whom clinical status and general condition are favorable. Red are the patients that are first in line to have their respirators removed should others in higher categories need them. Blue, well blue never get the respirator from the onset.

 

I could barely contain my anger, fear, frustration, and utter disappointment. We knew this was coming, I knew it was coming but now it is here and it is a palpable real pain, physical, mental, emotional and spiritual. We were given guidelines as to what to tell family members when it is time to take their loved one off the ventilator. They do no have the final word. There is an appeals process, but that process can only last 30 minutes while the patient waiting for the ventilator is manually ventilated, Two more hours will be needed to clean the ventilator and reequip it.

 

Three people will take turns manually ventilating the patient, Oh did I mention that once you are assigned a color, the person coming off the respirator would have had to be on the respirator for 5 days, so theoretically long enough to turn the corner and get themselves into a higher color group. However, the decision as to who comes off the respirator is made by random computer selection of those in the lowest category.

This is not to say that the assignment of the color group is random.

 

Patient's are stratified by a variety of factors, age NOT being one of them.

 

Today, I had a new patient with possible Covid admitted to my service. She is 87 with a touch of dementia and lives at her daughter's home with a loving family. I spoke with her daughter on the phone to get information about her mother. She told me to try and do everything to help her mother but that if it was clear that there was no hope of her returning to her previous level of functioning, or close to it, that her mother had decided long ago that she did not want to live that kind of life.

 

When I went into see the patient, I gowned and gloved and on the way in , I noticed her lunch tray and decided to give a hand to the other staff by bringing it in. PPE (personal protection equipment ) is still sufficient but not plentiful so my act saved one set. I brought her lunch tray in with me and saw a pleasant looking woman who appeared about 15 years younger than her age. She had eyes closed and did not respond when I called her name. I put down her lunch tray next to her untouched breakfast tray and did my exam. She appeared to be comfortable and was definitely someone who was doing much better than her numbers (lab values vital signs and other measurable qualities). I went to leave and the empty breakfast tray and the new lunch tray just haunted me. I opened the packet for her utensils and the vanilla pudding put a bit on the spoon and placed it by her lips. She opened her lips and took a taste. Then another. Some of her fruit cup and then most of her mashed potatoes followed. A bit of meatloaf and then the rest of her pudding. She said nothing. She did not open her eyes, even as I tried to coax her to do so. Finally, on a bit of the meatloaf.

 

She refused to open. Another offer and another refusal and so I knew after 30 minutes of being fed, she was not taking any more. I said out loud to her, I guess that is it for now and as I left I heard her faintly say: Thank you. I turned and her eyes were open and then, a second later, they closed again. For that second they were so clear and blue and aware and I imagined her quite the beauty in her youth. After that second, she was back in that space where she was when I walked in, but she had let me know she was there.

 

Next week, her condition may worsen and she will be a blue. She won't get a chance at a life saving machine, She will likely pass alone in a hospital with a loving daughter sitting at home hoping for all the world for her mother to get better. Even if I could do more medically, which I cannot, I could not alter her course. Even now, the most I could do for her he be present, give her some pudding and hope that time and some combination of medications we are giving her make a difference,

 

I do not usually have difficulty coping, but today I hit the wall and next week this day will be the good old days when I had 30 minutes to spend with one patient.

Beautiful and heartbreaking.