Fin Fing Foom Is Officially Creeped Out By BN's Clients

[RockHard]

RE: The Last Word, too

 

"Twice you mentioned my 'questions', some of them 'silly', I believe. Help me understand just what questions about Ben you're referring to.

(He is the subject, isn't he?)."

 

Ben? Dirty-dildos? Wacky customers? Fin's fab funnies? Isern's keyboard orgasms? Isern's designer body bag? Ted, feel free to tell me what the "subject" is here.

 

Questions, statements, comments—no need to get so specific. The following belong to you and I responded:

 

"I find the silence rather damning." Code speak for "Ben is guilty as charged"?

 

"I'm not sure, Rockhard, why you suspect the worst from some of us posting comments on this issue." OK, no question mark, but an "I wonder" nonetheless.

 

"He also is aware that we are free to believe what we want about the situation." Code speak for "freedom permits me to call anyone a liar, no matter what the facts may or may not be, and no one shall challenge me."

 

"Why do you consider private contact "the high road"?" There's a silly question if you "really don't care" to read my answer.

 

"My initial post was merely an observation and an opinion." And I felt they were worthy of being challenged.

 

""Men, especially some here, will damn Benjamin Nicholas no matter what. The world (and the MC) is full of stone-throwers whose lust for blood never ends." I understand your tactic of stating generalities such as that, followed by "I didn't say it was you, but if the shoe fits ........."

 

So, to whom were you directing that remark, if not to me?"

 

Ted, the Ben-haters know who they are. I don't keep track. I haven't a clue if you were, are, or a wannabe. And I won't check the archives to find out (because I really don't care). So, if the shoe doesn't fit, then stop trying to squeeze your foot into it.

 

"It's even starting to get a tad personal: (RH: "If you can't take a man at his word, then how good is yours?)"

 

Sorry Ted, that wasn't personal. That "you" and "yours" really did mean everybody.

 

"I find it interesting that Ben was very quick to squelch the "Ben seeks porn work" posting. That post is apparently untrue, and he went to some length to make sure we all understand that."

 

Maybe you see over-bloated drama and conspiracy at every turn. I hear there are people who do this. But I disagree with your analogy and characterizations.

 

"Very quick to squelch" someone wrongly impersonating BN to create a false ad does NOT compare to the consequences of calling a (possible) client a bad writer and/or a liar, on a public forum, especially after he paid his bill in full and, apparently, had a great time. Tis better that Ben keep quiet and enjoy a chuckle on his merry way to the bank.

 

Ted, I don't ever need to have the last word but, chances are, if you ask me a respectable question, I'll respect you and provide a reply.

[VaHawk]

RE: The Last Word, too

 

So, RH, just what is your problem with Tom Isern's postings??, outside of the OBVIOUS that the truth hurts???? :7

[+ Axiom2001]

>Let's start with a disclaimer: I have no beef with young

>Benjamin Nicholas. For all I know, he's the nicest lad on the

>face of the earth.

>

>However.......

>

>His clients creep the shit out of me and this morning's review

>is no exception.

>

>

>We met again in Key West, between a couple of Benjamin’s

>fabulous overseas trips, or the Caribbean, or Las Vegas, or so

>many of these other exciting places he goes to.

>

>OK, we're not even past the first sentence and already

>fosterchow has his face in BN's ass.

>

>

>For me, his flying visit into Key West reminded me of that

>line in Scott Fitzgerald about his eyes, bright and

>glistening, showed me that he had just done exciting things a

>few minutes ago, and was about to introduce me to new,

>exciting things very soon.

>

>(insert sound of cat hacking up fur ball)

>

>

>He was in Key West only for a day or two, and I was able to

>snag him for an evening, one of those typical Key West

>evenings in which you quietly put away the day, and enjoy the

>slow pleasures of a gathering darkness, a long dinner, and a

>physical reacquaintance with an old friend.

>

>Which is code for: "hiring a prostitute who wouldn't give me

>the time of day if I weren't wagging cash in front of him."

>

>

>We dined at Square One, and had fun remembering our last

>dinner there, and it was also fun that Michael Stewart, the

>owner, remembered and called Ben by name – very

>impressive.

>

>Breathtaking.

>

>

>The dinner was slow, and leisurely, and we chatted about

>all manner of things, including our last meeting, which had

>been in northeast Pennsylvania. Mostly, I have met Ben in Key

>West.

>

>Thanks for that riveting insight.

>

>

>We walked back to the house, in that wonderful warm Key

>West darkness, and I even slipped my hand in his for the short

>space of Virginia Street which has no street lights. Yes, I

>was feeling a little romantic.

>

>WARNING! "Romantic" is the key word in this review.

>

>

>Maybe the champagne at dinner had something to do with it,

>or Key West’s special atmosphere, or Ben’s beautiful looks, or

>all of the above. But, soon Virginia Street had its street

>lights, and you don’t walk up it holding hands with a boy,

>even one as good looking as Ben.

>

>A regular profile in courage.

>

>

>Still, I was aiming, with Ben’s okay, for a romantic

>evening, considerably in contrast with our last meeting.

>

>There's that word again.

>

>

>At the house, the pool is in the back, with a wide deck,

>all protected from prying eyes by palms and shrubs. While Ben

>went inside, I set the stage for my romantic evening.

>

>In the unlikely event some of you missed this subtlety, this

>is going to be a ROMANTIC evening.

>

>

>It was simple enough – just an armless steel chair and a

>lot of rope, black rope, which I prefer, for some reason,

>because, I guess, it looks hotter across tanned skin than

>white rope.

>

>Yep, nothing says romantic quite like an armless steel chair

>and black rope.

>

>

>Ben had slipped something on the stereo, which could be

>heard easily through the open French doors – I don’t remember

>what it was, but it was slow and languorous, like the Key West

>night.

>

>Enough with the languorous Key West nights. It's fucking

>FLORIDA!

>

>

>It was close to midnight, and, in the part of town where my

>house is, everything quiets down, except the famous Key West

>roosters, around 10:30.

>

>Now I'm confused. Is it quiet at midnight or isn't it? The

>"famous Key West roosters" start or stop at 10:30? But even

>more than that - who gives a shit?

>

>

>We had dined late, and had dawdled, and now it was romance

>time.

>

>The horror. The horror.

>

>

>When Benjamin reappeared from the main house, he was

>silhouetted in the French door as a perfect specimen of

>manhood: a black figure against the background lights inside,

>but a figure showing his muscled body, his gracefulness, his

>v-shaped torso, his legs, and his arms.

>

>What happened to his head?

>

>

>As he approached, and came into focus, I saw he had granted

>my request and was wearing low-slung Speedos across his packed

>crotch.

>

>He was wearing more than one Speedo? That's a peculiar

>request.

>

>

>My eyes concentrated on that bulge, showing a lovely curve,

>but still covered.

>He sat in the chair, and I bound him with rope that way a

>lover binds his lover: kissing his skin as I bound his hands

>behind his back, running my fingers over his body as I

>tightened rope after rope, tying him gently, caressingly, but

>very tightly.

>

>The painting Norman Rockwell forgot to paint.

>

>

>Ben wasn’t leaving that chair until I untied him, and he

>knew it, and I knew it.

>

>No shit.

>

>

>The massive bulge between his legs spoke of his enjoyment

>of being tied up, nearly naked, in the soft Key West night

>air.

>

>Don't forget about the "famous Key West roosters"!

>

>

>His body is magnificent, and, to me, few things show off

>the male body better than bondage.

>

>Whatever.

>

>

>And Ben made the scene even hotter, by twisting and

>writhing in the ropes, showing off his body and his muscles,

>as he damn well knew it would.

>

>Sounds to me like he was trying to escape from this freak.

>

>

>By now I was naked and throbbing

>

>Let's pause for a moment to conjure that image.

>

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>

>

>Sorry, I threw up in my mouth and had to go gargle - I'm back

>now.

>

>

>and lusting for the bulge

>

>This is the third "bulge" reference. You just know fosterchow

>is one of those nasty faggots who has sandpapered a spot on

>the crotch of all of his 501s.

>

>

>but we had planned some fun before dessert: a bottle of Dom

>Perignon. Yes, I know it’s hideously expensive, but for Ben I

>wanted only the best.

>

>What a prince.

>

>

>The bottle lasted a long time, because it was used in a

>variety of ways: some of it was gently rubbed into Ben’s body

>and licked off by me.

>

>Suddenly, the image of a cow licking a salt pole lept into my

>mind.

>

>

>Some of it I took in my mouth, and then shared it with Ben

>by kissing him, and passing champagne from my mouth to

>his.

>

>Benjamin, you're charging WAAAAAAAY too little for this.

>

>

>The last of it was taken into my mouth, and then, I knelt

>and kissed the huge bulge in Ben’s speedos, taking as much as

>I could into my mouth, and thus soaking the bulge with

>champagne.

>

>BULGE BULGE BULGE. My hair is starting to hurt.

>

>

>Ben was really horny now, and was thrusting forward with

>his hips, wanting me to free his cock, wanting me to suck his

>big tool.

>

>It was a ruse, dumbass. He wanted OUT!

>

>

>The air was full of scented flowers and champagne and the

>aroma of Ben’s young maleness.

>

>That line would have embarrassed even Barabra Cartland.

>

>

>I released the packed crotch, and Ben’s rockhard erection

>sprang proudly into my face. He came in a few minutes, and I

>remained kneeling, waiting for a sign from him.

>

>Like what - a flare?

>

>

>He said nothing, and made no move.

>

>He was pretending to be dead, hoping you'd let him loose and

>he could flee in the warm, flower-scented, rooster-filled Key

>West evening.

>

>

>So, slowly, I started sucking again, and it was obvious he

>wanted to come again. And, after a longer time, he did.

>

>An eternity to BN, I'm sure.

>

>

>This time, I untied him, and he remained seated.

>

>Non-stop revulsion is exhausting.

>

>

>He knew I wanted to worship him, and I did, kneeling stark

>naked on my pool deck, and jerking off to his beauty.

>

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>

>

>uh oh

>

>I did it again.

>

>Gotta gargle.

>

>Be right back.

>

>

>Ben is a very special person, and gives pleasure to so many

>men through his beauty, excitement, interests, enjoyment of

>life, and the thrilling flush of youth.

>

>And then there's that little matter of the cash payment.

>

>

>I know I have no physical attractions which would draw a

>man like him

>

>A refreshing burst of self-awareness.

>

>

>except that when I tie him up, I can give him a pleasure

>that he infrequently enjoys.

>

>Because, if he weren't tied up, he'd run away as though his

>hair were on fire.

>

>

>Benjamin Benjamin Benjamin. I don't know how you do it.

>

>Respectfully yours,

>

>FFF

 

 

 

DAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!! This is such a fucccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnGGGGGGGG LONG thread! I couldn't read it all; is it as bad as the review which I scanned and found it to be somewhat nauseating!!!!!!!!

[+ Axiom2001]

From my understanding one can review an escort only ONCE a year. I know that is how it was previously, something that I still honor, as I see a fab guy/escort rather frequently; I've been seeing him since 2004 :-) and another favorite guy of mine since 2001. My, my, my, the time fleets!

[+ Axiom2001]

RE: My apologies. After all, I AM a blonde.

 

Tom and Rockhard, you two apparently have a love/hate relationship on this board. Could you take it elsewhere, as I rarely see that it adds to the threads on which you attach your discourse?

[+ Axiom2001]

Guys, many of you are unbelievable. Or am I reading more into some of what I deem attacks and criticism? You not only attack individuals, you disparage and nit pick and gosh no what! I find it difficult to fathom.

 

There is so much misspelling and misuse of words on this board that is perplexing, too. But I have not corrected or castigated anyone for this; I've just chalked it up as perhaps one's having typed rapidly or not reviewing and/or editing.

 

It's unfortunate that many of the threads are hijacked by guys who think it's cool to interrupt the intent of the originator.

 

June is almost over, so start anew in July by writing without bitching, throwing darts at an escort whom you desire but haven't had, etc...

[FinFangFoom]

>June is almost over, so start anew in July by writing without

>bitching, throwing darts at an escort whom you desire but

>haven't had, etc...

 

WOW! Why did none of us think of that? (giving myself the V8 smack) All someone needed to do was wag a cyber-finger at us and all would have been made right.

 

Thank you so much Axiom2001! Now that you've worked your magic with us, there's this little dust up between Israel and a bunch of crazy Arabs living next door to them - see what you can do about that.

 

And when you're finished there, see if you can get DONNIE to move out of his mother's house.

 

Optimistically yours,

 

FFF

[KY_TOP]

>From my understanding one can review an escort only ONCE a

>year. I know that is how it was previously, something that I

>still honor, as I see a fab guy/escort rather frequently; I've

>been seeing him since 2004 :-) and another favorite guy of

>mine since 2001. My, my, my, the time fleets!

 

If you read the FAQ section you will see that the period is now 6 months. Hooboy's rule was 1 year. I have asked about multiple reviews of the same escort by the same client in "Daddy's Place". Daddy has yet to respond.

[IceFireWizard]

>I have asked about multiple reviews of the same escort by the same client in

>"Daddy's Place". Daddy has yet to respond.

 

KY-TOP, your best bet is to write to daddy@male4malescorts.com

[+ Axiom2001]

KYTop, your clarification is much appreciated! Now I can write about my two sweethearts, personality-wise as well as sexual partners! Ouch!