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It was 23 years ago this month that I had my first experience of sex-any type of sex as I was a total virgin at the age of 41. I was also taught how to Fr. kiss at the same time. 
 

It was with porn star Dallas Taylor. He lived in Dallas but was visiting the Cincinnati area where I was living at the time. I was familiar with him because I had been looking at Rentboy and Hooboy's sites for years. He even had a website as I recall. 
 

I will be eternally grateful to him for being so nice. I wonder what he's doing now, or even if he's still alive. If he is still alive, I hope he's doing well. 

 

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Edited by Gar1eth
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9 hours ago, Charlie said:

If you "had been looking at Rentboy and Hooboy's sites for years," what motivated you to finally take the plunge?

I looked at Hooboy and Rentboy all the time and had for years. I was going bananas about not having sex. I didn't want to be gay. But I wanted sex. And these guys were so handsome. 
 

I'd look in a mirror and literally say to myself-beggars in India don't have anything. Yet they are probably having sex, and I can't. Or I'd think about my one nephew-then a young 21 year old aged college student, and think about the fact that there was a good chance he had had sex by then.
 

I was seeing a male psychiatrist at the time-straight as far as I knew/know-but really hunky. I think he was a skier. It's difficult for me to remember -but I think I brought up in a round about way that I was thinking about hiring. I think he gave me tacit approval. Or maybe assuming I did actually bring it up obliquely, he only scratched his head. And I interpreted whatever gesture the way I wanted to. I don't know. But I took the plunge. 
 

As I recall Dallas was staying at a Best Western right over the Ohio River in Kentucky.The one across the street from the round Holiday Inn.  I was so nervous. I circled the parking lot once or twice to see if there were any police cars I could spot. When I got up to his room, his door/room was right next to another room-I know unusual for a hotel-right. But I was worried there might be some kind of undercover operation listening in from the next room. But I took the bullet anyway, knocked on the door and entered in. 
 

Who knew that inauspicious  October 2002 afternoon  meeting with Dallas Taylor   would lead twenty-three years later to my subsequent fame as one of the respected, and with no false modesty might even say 'beloved,' Grand Masters of our Forum here today?

Exeunt!!

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