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When I said I was ready to leave, he said that he wouldn't let me, and then I discovered that he had hidden my clothes. It took me an hour of very careful management to persuade him to give my my clothes and let me leave.

 

I think I would have walked out naked rather than risk what could have happened.

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I never care for folk putting words in my mouth.

 

Kevin Slater

 

He didn't - you put them there yourself. You shouldn't be so quick to judge others.

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I would say the worse time was an escort who I hired twice who decided I was to be his sugar daddy. He pretty much stalked me and even showed up unannounced at my door at 2 am expecting to be able to sleep over. I gave him twenty books for a taxi home and I told him that he was getting no more money from me.

 

He still tries to hit me up on the m4m sites, but blocking works well.

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I have had a few “over the top” sessions. However, the worst goes under the category of “you might just get what you ask for and then some”. I had asked for a no hold barred session to test my limits. Yes, that was the “old” me… when I was younger and a bit foolish. I had gotten along quite well with the guy (now retired) during several telephone conversations… Now due to a subway snafu in NYC I was late for the session… and being stuck underground I was unable to contact him… I did so as soon as possible via cell phone and while he seemed a bit disturbed about it I simply thought that he was playing the role of top gun so I did not give it any heed.

 

However, in retrospect I think it really annoyed him and he was determined to take some sort of retribution. In addition, he must have been “on” something for the session. I hypothesize that while he was in limbo and thinking that I might be a “no show” he decided to partake of something that would make him a bit “happy”. While I did not smell alcohol on his breath, he was quite “different” from the guy I had spoken to over the phone.

 

At first I thought he was simply acting the part. So here I was hanging from the ceiling. Meanwhile he was doing all sorts of dastardly things to me… like caning, flogging, nipple clamps, weights suspended from my balls… and I actually had a smile on my face. However, I did not realize how carried away he had gotten. He definitely crossed the line into insanity. However, I did not recognize it at the time quickly enough… at least not at first. After all, I was trying to test my limits… Yeah! Silly me! Then it dawned on me that this guy was off the wall, a total nut case… and I had to either get out of there or get him to act a bit more responsibly. Fortunately he seemed to “come down” from what ever he was on. I then suggested that we transition to more vanilla type activities and he fortunately agreed to do so.

 

Needles to say I got quite banged up a bit… and considerably above and beyond what one might consider being the “normal battle scars”… So much so that when I walked out of there I almost considered changing teams. I was really scared, but thankful to have survived. In fact it was quite a while before I was able to jump back into the saddle… and I really had no desire for several weeks… but time and Mother Nature heals all... So, a lesson learned… things could have been worse… I was fortunate to have lived to tell the tale.

 

Yes, its all about having fun... but having fun in a responsible manner. I have become more vigilant, cautious, and careful ever since.

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Whoa Whip! :eek: Glad to hear you survived the Down Side of BDSM! ;)

 

But alas'.. WE in the "Basically Vanilla Lifestyle" have our Pitfalls ALSO...

 

What I consider Bad Experiences...BAD Kissers..Guys who never learned the "Art" of "Giving Fine Oral" and Last but not least those Vanilla Guys with Big Dicks and Gorgeous BUTTS who never learned how to use EITHER to there FULL Potential! :(

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I suspect that the most common cause of disappointment with an experience is not that the escort didn't look like his description, but rather that he didn't credibly play the role that he advertised (top/versatile/bottom). The funniest line from the new movie "A Big Gay Musical," spoken in an arch tone by one gay man to another: "I can't believe you bottomed for a bottom. How pathetic!"

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My worst hire was one that never happened. After lurking here for quite some time and hearing the accolades of one famous escort, I decided to plan an overnight even though we had never met previously. I communicated and planned a couple of months in advance due to high busy, booked schedule. I purchased his plane ticket, and since this night coincided with my birthday, bought theater tickets, secured dinner reservations at a hard sought restaurant, and booked a great room at a grand hotel. I know, I know, I was investing way too much emotionally and financially in this night. The grand day arrives, our having confirmed final details a couple of days beforehand. I had checked into the hotel, picked up the tickets, and was on my way to the airport to pick him up. On my way I received a text message saying he wad in another country half way around the world with flight issues and didn't know when he would get out to return to the US. Knowing we were scheduled to meet up in an hour, I thought this timing and the days planning pretty much sucked. I responded with my disappointment and offered to bump things back a day to allow for travel back. Got a response text message 2 days after that stating he had finally returned but was now sick. Ever the glutton for punishment, I tried two more times to reschedule receiving repeated excuses. It was finally agreed he would refund the $ I spent on his ticket. The check remains in the mail and it was a valuable lesson learned!

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What a horrible story, Racketjock. An awful way to celebrate (or not) your birthday. I guess I can forgive the escort his travel troubles (even though I'm skeptical that's what kept him away), but the failure to reimburse you your funds in inexcusable. You should write a review if that check doesn't make it to you sometime soon. Whether the escort is famous or not, it's something clients should know about him.

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Just had my worst hire ever in FL. Everything pre-appointment went fine, timely response of emails, damn sexy voice on phone etc. All went down hill that evening. Late and didn't apologize (by 1/2hr), then totally forgot what I asked him to do in terms of scenario (which he agreed to twice via email/phone), couldn't get hard, answered his phone, refused to kiss when I made damn clear it was essential and a deal breaker twice, and then asked for more money at the end claiming the hotel was "farther than he thought?!!" when he had the address for 2 weeks.....To top it off, think his muscles (why I hired him) are sagging majorly........last time I 'venture" off Hooville and listen to someone's recommendations over on muscleforums.....

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worst experience

 

I was at a convention in D.C., staying in a big convention hotel. This was back in the pre-internet days when one hired in from little classified ads in the Washington Blade. So this guy sounded OK from the ad and on the phone. Showed up and was smoking hot. Asked for the money up-front, a bad sign. When I paid him and before he had taken any clothing off, he asked if I had any water. Said he had passed a bottled water machine on his way to my room and would just pop out and get a bottle. I never saw him again. Phone call to the number on his ad went unanswered. (No answering machine picked up.) Total scammer. I was young and new at this, and not used to losing $150 in one fell swoop - and felt so burned I hesitated to hire for some time after that.

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I'm sorry, I just re-read my post. I was being sarcastic and meaning the audacity was his for not mentioning his race. (The audacity of not telling us he was black!) I can see that one might read my post to mean the audacity was yours for mentioning it.

 

I found the implication that members of any race other than white should clarify that in their ads humorous. I didn't mean to imply racism nor do I believe you are a racist.

 

Kevin Slater

 

Sorry but skin color/ethnicity is a huge part of one's aesthetic identity, aka what most clients base their hiring on. Is it humorous escorts state their height and weight in their listings too?

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When I paid him and before he had taken any clothing off, he asked if I had any water. Said he had passed a bottled water machine on his way to my room and would just pop out and get a bottle. I never saw him again.

 

Thats a scandal. In a case like this, if the person didn't say "...come with me" then I'd been like okay, well leave the money here and you can get when you come back.

 

The same way as if one bought a drink for someone at the bar...Go to the bathroom, leave your drink with me. which IMO is riskier and less promising than giving money to a (hopefully) professional upfront.

 

Back when I was younger, there were times I'd tell my dates to leave some collateral, whether it be a cellphone, keys etc. if I had caught a ride with them and didn't trust them enough that they wouldn't ditch me at a movie/resturaunt. Or if they had similar concerns, we'd swap keys or some other life-depending collateral as a way of saying no one was going to ditch anyone as we "went to the bathroom".

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Ahhh, what a trip down memory lane. Almost shocking to think how many years I've been at this.

 

- I started out by hiring for erotic massages. One young man was overweight enough that I just couldn't find him attractive. He REALLY wanted to give me a hand job. I kept my underwear on and insisted that I was ok with a regular massage. The only time I think I may have been more attractive than the guy I hired.

 

- One young man turned out to live right around the corner from me, so very convenient. However, he was just on his way out the door for a flight and really rushed the encounter. I think I was out of there in 15 minutes. But I've never been adverse to a quicky and it was only a 45 second walk back hom.

 

- Then there was the street hustler in NY who stayed the night in my hotel room because he didn't have anyplace else to stay (he said.) I didn't sleep the entire night because I knew this was a very sketchy scene. Still the next morning after he'd left I discovered he'd taken some clothes I'd bought while tourist shopping, I guess while I was in the bathroom for a morning piss and hadn't noticed him stuffing my clothes under his.

 

- More recently after a long period of inactivity in bottoming I hired a very attractive, very well reviewed national escort. After only a bit of bottoming activity he stopped and told me to go to the bathroom to clean up. I thought I hadn't douched thoroughly, but it turns out I was bleeding rectally. That had never happened to me before, so I freaked, tried to stop the bleeding and left.

 

- After a few more encounters I tried bottoming again but not enough lube and not enough loosening up left me bleeding again. Now, this time I was over half an hour late because I'm chronically directionally challenged, don't have a GPS because I don't drive often and got very lost. I suspect the guy was trying to keep our appointment within the specified hour, which is why less foreplay than might have been expected. However, also, I think because he was in a hurry, he did the sexiest 5 second strip out of his clothess I've ever seen.

 

I think I have a new rule, tho - no second dates when anyone has drawn blood.

 

This makes me want to talk about some of the best, or most interesting - in a non-threatening sense - encounters, but that, I guess, is a different thread.

 

SF Viking

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Back when I was younger, there were times I'd tell my dates to leave some collateral, whether it be a cellphone, keys etc. if I had caught a ride with them and didn't trust them enough that they wouldn't ditch me at a movie/resturaunt. Or if they had similar concerns, we'd swap keys or some other life-depending collateral as a way of saying no one was going to ditch anyone as we "went to the bathroom".

 

Always knew you were a trusting soul.

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My worst hire was also back in the days of yellow-page agencies. In Tampa, late one night, desperate. The woman who answered the agency phone told me she had one guy available, but did her best to wave me off, or at least tamp my expectations down into the cellar.

 

Well, I insisted. With predictable results. Doughy body, not great face, badly (can it be otherwise?) permed & peroxided hair. No kissing, hardly any interaction other than he would have topped me had I bottomed in those days, which I did not, ignorant me!

 

The one saving grace was the delightful hilarity of his behavior when he first entered my hotel room. After obsessively looking into the closet, bathroom, shower to make sure no one else was in the room, he then carefully looked behind the draperies! Maybe there had been stings going on. But when he even pulled the dresser mirror away from the wall to look behind it -- for cameras? microphones? to see if it was a 2-way mirror? -- the thing verged on 'Get Smart'.

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I hired someone from the NY Rentboy site who had been a advertising for a few years. I was interested in being a fisting top, and he was willing to accomodate.

 

When I arrived, I was surprised to see that he was substantially thinner (to the point of appearing unhealthy) than his pics. He was also cold and business like to the point where he seemed more like an auditor than an escort - he never even got remotely hard. My gut told me to back out, but I didn't listen.

 

Almost immediately, his clothes were off and his ass in the air. In a very sterile fashion, he started barking out instructions (he had a German accent) and emitting audible sighs of frustration as my hand tried to work its way in ("no, no, to ze left. Now stop. Vait. Vait. Now proceed. Slow. Stop. Vait. Proceed. Are you pushing?! No, no, not like that...").

 

Positioned behind his boney ass, my gloved hand halfway in, I suddenly thought of the scene in "Gone With the Wind" during the escape from Atlanta when Scarlett is whipping the poor, tired horse until it finally drops - the horse's boney, emaciated ass had a twin! I got the giggles when I thought about how ridiculous the whole scene must appear to a fly on the wall, so I just politely ended it and paid the fee.

 

On another occasion, I was rimming a very hot young latino with a gorgeous butt and was completely into it when he...well, um...emitted some flatulence (involuntarily, I pray). Well, talk about a buzz kill. I tried to continue, but the mood was "gone with the wind"

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So as to allow the gentleman a respite from negative situations here I would say that my issues tend to be with the anal activity and despite several cleaning attempts, damn if there does not seem to be something left over. My last meeting with these two standouts once again there was residue and immediately I am ten shades of red and off to the bathroom, cursing myself and exclaiming why did you not say something of course they say it is normal and human but to me remains the issue that embarsses me the most.

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