Why do you pay for sex?

[Andysquestions]

When I was 21, guys cruised and approached me everywhere (and I do mean everywhere, 24/7. I never charged anyone, but I also never said no. Every now and then someone wanted to charge me, and my response was always, “why would I pay for it when I can get it for free?” But I was naïve, young, hung and desirable. Now I’m (ahem) 30something years past 21, and while I’m still attractive, I’m not approached or cruised remotely like I was then. While my looks may have changed, my libido hasn’t.

If I knew then, what I know now, I absolutely would have been a sex worker. By charging for it, I would have had the same amount of sex I did for free, but I’d have avoided toxic jobs, and I would be retired by now.

My point is, I applaud the young guys smart enough to provide for those who want it, and I applaud the guys that can afford to buy it as often as they like. Those who have hired understand they can cut through the red tape to get exactly what they want, free of unwanted entanglements. For some it’s about sex, for others it’s living out kinks and fantasies they wouldn’t dare try at home. And for others, being with providers enables a client feel desired, loved, safe and physically connected to another. Some guys want a weekend fling, others just want a great massage with a happy ending. But a good provider can do any and all of that. Like any job, some truly care about their clients, they enjoy providing a service that includes love, kindness and empathy. Others point and shoot and collect their rent money. 

In the end, in a good client/provider combo, everyone gets what they want. It should be legalized for sure, and should have been for centuries. The world would certainly be a better place for it.

[The Dude]

I don't pay for sex. I pay for them to leave.

[+ PhileasFogg]

1 hour ago, viewing ownly said:

I haven't seen this answer given yet to the OP's question, but it's quite simple : Because there's men who will take my money for it. 

I don’t pay for sex, I pay for time.  My charming personality 👹 and awesome 🍆 are the spark that triggers the possibility of sex.  😉

The platforms noted above offer a lots of skanks (kind of like the Wild West) and they tend to favor youth .   They’re also platforms of opportunity where scheduling time can be planned like an appointment.   

[DMICS]

Let's see...

1. The usual apps are a headache, feels like pulling teeth even trying to connect with an 'around the way' guy

2. Other options like going to social areas, 'frolicking' clubs and cruising are just as bad

3. I often get fetishized and I often feel my kind isn't wanted when engaging in point #2

4. The range of guys I'm into wouldn't give me the time of day online (point #1) or in-person (point #2)

5. So much easier to find someone who visually piqued my interest and I can just pay for their time

IMO the gay "community" is extremely superficial in this social media / Gen-Z era, especially the cities I live in. So I'm at a point in life I rather avoid the inevitable frustration. 

Edited 1 hour ago by DMICS

[+ Vegas_Millennial]

7 hours ago, KevinKeepsItReal said:

I would like for everyone to chime in and share with us why they pay for sex.

Because it's often less expensive than dinner and a movie for two, and way cheaper than getting married then divorced.

Edited 1 hour ago by Vegas_Millennial

[+ Gar1eth]

I didn't want to be gay.  When I finally faced up to the fact at about age 26 or 27 that I was never going to become attracted to women (I'm stubborn and a slow learner), I made a promise to myself that I was never going to act on being gay. I had never done anything with guys up to that point -and the most I had ever done on the few dates with women I had had -in high school (about 2) and after high school (about 5)- was a quick peck on the lips with not even trying to get to any bases. 
 

So there I was at 26 to 27-a total virgin who had never even French kissed anyone (and to be frank-that sounded gross to me-someone sticking their tongue in my mouth or me sticking my tongue in theirs-gross!!). 
 

But over the years it ate at me more and more that I wasn't having sex-even beggars in third world countries were having sex. Even my nephew who was college age-there was a good chance he was having sex. And the older I got-I still didn't want to be gay-but even if I had wanted to act on it-how embarrassing to be a virgin in my 30's. I actually thought there was a good chance I'd die a virgin-not because of being a virgin-just that I'd never be able to bring myself to have sex before I died. 
 

But I used to torture myself by looking at the escort sites like Rentboy, the classified section of Frontiers magazine, the old Escorts 4 You site, Hooboy's Review Site-and others that I've forgotten it was so long ago. I looked at these sites pretty much on a daily basis.  
 

But I continued to be a virgin. Years passed. In my very late or early 40's I lived in Cincinnati for a few years. A reasonably short drive away in Indianapolis was a gay strip club called the Unicorn Club. It was a small place. But after the boys would do their dance, they would come off the stage. The majority of the patrons would be lined up along the back wall and sides. The dancers would start at one end of the line still pretty much undressed except for their shorts. You could touch their shoulders and chests -or even slip your hands 'lower'. Of course for the privilege, you were stuffing dollars down their pants. And the more you gave the longer they stayed with you before moving to the next guy. Of course if you weren't interested in the guy, you didn't have to pay him or only give him a few dollars, so he'd move on to the guy next to you. 
 

Seeing these handsome boys (and most of them were boys-in their early  to mid 20's) I finally decided I had to hire and have sex. By this time I was 41. I was seeing a psychiatrist at the time. I'm pretty sure I had told him I was a virgin. I either told him directly or hinted at it-my recollection is that he gave me tacit approval. But it was 23 years ago. And I can't remember for sure. 
 

So I had my first real sexual experience at the age of 41 with an escort. He was very kind. He even had to teach me how to kiss. 
 

At the time I had a good career and could afford to hire. But I was a fat bald 41 year old guy -and I still didn't want to be gay. And even if I had wanted to be gay, I figured no one would be particularly interested in me, so I continued to hire.  I think the first time I really met up with someone not an escort I was about 47. But I continued to hire until I lost a career and couldn't afford it anymore. 

Edited 46 minutes ago by Gar1eth

[+ Jamie21]

5 hours ago, jeezifonly said:

I don’t.

I pay providers for their time. 

Law enforcement is happy. 

[TruHart1]

It’s very simple. I see a man on RentMen who makes my heart beat faster. I then vet the aforementioned escort - by reading their reviews, sending inquiries to a few of the reviewers who describe them as a “life-changing experience,” and finally, asking on this forum if anybody has ever enjoyed this man’s company. If he passes all these tests, I contact him about meating!

Then the best part. I set up an appointment for a certain date and time, we meet for a planned period, and I leave. The great thing is there are no surprises, I don’t have to meet a stranger’s ideas of who I am, or try to impress him. If our chemistry is great and he agrees, he may even become a regular.

I  am lucky enough to continue enjoying a number of regulars as I pursue this wonderful hobby. Additionally, there are quite a number of men I can count as friends whom I first met as escorts. This is why I hire!

TruHart1 😎