First Times

[Trixie]

Allnightnurse's post over in the Lounge has met with many interesting replies.

I'd love to read about some escorts' First Times!

How they got into this biz, what their first encounters were like, what was going through their minds. I'll bet the nervousness we all felt renting a guy for the first time is NOTHING compared to the FIRST appointment.

I was one young man's first encounter. Oddly enough, he continues to escort... .

La Trix

[+ deej]

I don't know about you, Trix, but for me the nervousness never went away. Every appointment comes with the same butterflies.

 

But I can tell you the first time I sold it wasn't all that special. I was sitting on a bar stool in a strip bar and the old (probably my age today) guy next to me felt me up. He offered 50 bucks to suck me off in the bathroom.

 

What was going through my head? "DAMN HE'S GOOD!"

 

And "Wow, this pays for my bar tab and then some"

 

I suspect it's different for everyone.

[Bilbo]

I don't really remember my first client. I remember some of my early ones in Denver, but if one of them is the first one, I don't know. Hardly surprising since it was 1975 or so. However, I remember the event which precipitated that event. I was at a cast party for a play and, not realizing that he was "married", I flirted too heavily with the wrong man. His husband pulled me aside "alone" in the kitchen, right in front of the refrigerator. (I am like sooo sure that no one else noticed this happening.) He chewed me a new asshole, including the phrase that really hit home, "You're nothing but a free whore!" I left the party shortly thereafter and found myself in tears on the way home. The next morning, I examined it and realized, with some surprise, that it was not being called a whore which bothered me, it was the concept of being a free one. So, I started charging.

 

I think I may have told this story once or twice before around here. My apologies if this has been a repeat for you.

[Guest jeffOH]

Picture it! Columbus, Ohio! 1991... I was 27 years old and had worked in retail management at various stores since college. Earlier that year I'd briefly dated a guy who was working as an escort. August of that year I'd found out the store at which I was an Asst. Mgr. was going out of business. This was the 2nd time in a row this had happened to me (through no fault of my own...the entire chains had gone under).

 

Anyway, I got to talking to the escort guy I'd dated more about escorting. I was SICK of retail! I decided to give it a whirl. My friend hooked me up with the guy who ran the agency for whom he worked. Picture an overweight Charles Nelson Reilly.

 

I had my first client that day. I was more excited than scared. It was very easy for me. It certainly helped that the client was an attractive 35 year-old married guy. Worked for the agency for about a year under the name "CLAY". I decided I wanted to escort fulltime, so I decided to go out on my own.

 

Twelve years later, as I ease into retirement, I still enjoy escorting. It's been very good to me. I've met alot of great guys with some interesting stories.

 

JEFF

jeff4hire@aol.com

[seaboy4hire]

Hmmmm my first time. Well I am still a newbie. I've only been doing this for a little over a year now. I was a voyer for awhile checking out guys profiles that were of similar builds and looks. I also joined the egroups on yahoo and elsewhere to see what was going on. Fianlly after about a year and a half of lurking I put up a few profiles with the encouragement of my house mate at the time. After a few months of no reply I finally got an email requesting me to meet with someone at a hotel not too far from where I live. OH MY GOD I was scared sh**less!!!! I read about meeting with clients and such but here I was actually do it. For me safety is number one and I left my personal contact info with my house mates and left the info to the hotel. Over all it was a good experince. The guy was very nice and I think he knew that he was my first client ever even though I didn't tell him. I just walked into the room with a big smile trying not to let on I was nervous. Even still today I get those little butterflies in my tummy when I meet someone new as I am sure most of you still get. But only difference is I have more comfidence. Comfidence in everything that I do whether it be for this or something else. I have no regrets for getting in this biz. I enjoy it very much. It's not the scary pit of hell that so many talk about. Im doing what I enjoy and I get to make my own hours and it beats minimum wage.

 

Hugs,

Greg

Greg Seattle Wa seaboy4hire@yahoo.com

http://www.male4malescorts.com/reviews/gregseattle.html http://briefcase.yahoo.com/seaboy4hire

[theDCeBOY]

>Even

>still today I get those little butterflies in my tummy when I

>meet someone new as I am sure most of you still get.

can't say i get butterflies. i DO invariably have to pee when i arrive though.

[VaHawk]

>

>can't say i get butterflies. i DO invariably have to pee when

>i arrive though.

 

Does this mean the poster in the political forum was correct and that you really do enjoy "pissing in the wind"?

:o

[theDCeBOY]

i could have SWORN i clicked "Post message" but nothing appeared...

 

anyway, i think that poster was describing his own urophilic tendencies.

there was a thread <paging franco> about escorts who always ask to use the restroom upon arrival at an engagement. i'm one such escort.

 

[TedLinden]

I don't remember most of the circumstances of my first time but I do remember when the client answered the door, he called me by the name I had given him and I reflexively corrected him with my real name.

[Trixie]

That's very cute!

Trix

[FrancoDiSantisxxx]

Why I Do What I Do (If Not How)

 

I have mentioned these details here so I will (suprisingly) be brief. I was living in San Francisco during the first Bush "economic downturn" aka depression, and I was friends with many guys who worked in adult film, stripped, escorts, were go-go boys or something along those lines. I was oversexed and enjoyed it, they knew it and first suggested I consider adult films. I explored it, it was an option, but I decided against but did pursue escorting.

 

My first experience was a man who came over my railroad flat to give me head for a solid hour. It was 1991, he gave an extremely good blow job and said "Thank you" as he left.

 

I knew then this was something I was good at and could do. I am sometimes nervous. I am very interested in being adept at what I do and I always proceed with the knowledge I think all escorts (and clients should), which is not to proceed or do anything one does not wish to do.

 

I kept escorting in San Francisco until 1993, when I met (at a party) a boyfriend, who to this day did not know what I was doing and, once we started getting serious, I went back to full time, professional work (coat, tie, business cards, the works). In 2001, as the current Bush "job less recovery" aka depression began, I was dating someone who knew I had escorted in the past (he was/is friends with a former Falcon model now living in West Hollywood who knew me then) and he suggested I consider it once more.

 

And here I is....

[seaboy4hire]

RE: Why I Do What I Do (If Not How)

 

Welcome back Franco :-D Glad to see a solid proffesional here with tons of valuable information!

 

Hugs,

Greg

Greg Seattle Wa seaboy4hire@yahoo.com

http://www.male4malescorts.com/reviews/gregseattle.html http://briefcase.yahoo.com/seaboy4hire

[nate_sf]

I first got into escorting one summer in college. My student loan funds for the year had run out and there wouldn't be any more until the fall. So I put an ad in the Bay Area Reporter newspaper for erotic massage to test the waters.

 

My biggest fear was that, since I had placed my ad in the massage section, that my self-trained massage skills wouldn't pass muster. I imagined the guy saying, "You call yourself a masseur? You suck!" So when I talked to guys on the phone I made sure they understood that I was not a CMT and did not have a table, and that instead the emphasis was on, er, just a very nice stimulating experience. Fortunately most just said "uh huh, uh huh" and came right over.

 

Somehow I bluffed my way through the massages... some were polite enough to say that I had a great touch, but it turned out both of us were usually interested in moving fairly quickly beyond the massage, so eventually I just dispensed with the massage premise and just placed ads in the escort section. I've been there (off and on) ever since!

[Ethan_NYC]

I've only been escorting for a few months and I still see (fingers crossed) my first client. I got his call while driving a friend home from class. Certainly I was nervous, but HE was prob'ly even more so than I. Typical curt answers, lots of stuttering, etc.

He seemed timid and I tried my best to make him relax, offered him a back rub and then things began to heat up. What I found was that we shared alot in common and that made for a more enjoyable experience. It also helped I found him quite sexy. Casual talk about music, films and literature made us bond fairly quickly. We've even gone fishing together since that 1st appt. Since then we've been together numerous times and each time is a treat.

Adrenaline just takes over when you're with a 1st time client, don't you guys agree?