......Close Encounters of the Sex Kind......

[Godiva]

3 wks ago.......................... I had an appointment set up with an escort I had been emailing for over a week. I decided to go a little early this time and check out the area. As I got closer to the address I began to experience a little.... De Ja Vu. I still wasn't quite sure so I kept going and once I got to the apt and saw the name on the door I realized it was a friend of mine whom I haven't seen in almost 2yrs. I went to college with this friend and we had a close cirle of straight friends. I am still in shock as I had no idea and I know he has none about me. I slid S100 under his door for his time and bolted. I called him back on my cell and told him I had to cancel but I left him something for his troubles. He was super about it.. I didn't recognize his voice and I am sure he didn't mine as I always tend to use my Dietrich voice when searching for companionship

...gimme a visky...ginger ale on the side...and don't be stingy baby;-

 

Of course since that night I have had almost 1 million fantasies of an encounter with him sandwiched between my Joey Lawrence dreams. Did I mention that he is hott..in a jock kinda way..His ad said no anal but he said he would allow rimming. I am not ready to deal with that part of my life yet..

 

Has anyone else here had any Close Calls and how did you deal with it...

[Casteran]

While not a long lost friend, I did have an encounter with an escort during a business meeting luncheon. He was our waiter and kept saying to me "I know I know you from somewhere", quitely boldly in front of my 10 co-workers (I am out to all, but in the closet about hiring escorts) and I am the boss over all of these people.

After asking me about 6 times throughout lunch, I got up on pretence to visit the boys room - I found him and politely told him I knew him as Ryan and that his ass was amazing. Needless to say he stopped asking me any more questions....he was a wee bit embarrassed.

[Spida]

Not quite the same.. However, I was not OUT at the time and my good friend got drunk... Yes it seems like a line in a cheap Porn.. However, it happened.. He asked me to suck him off and kissed me. I was so scared yet sooo turned on I came in my pants just rubbing against the bed. He was soooo hot and confided in me that he had feelings for guys. The difference from the porn was that I chickened out.. Yes it is true! I was afraid and didn't do anything didn't even let him give me a hand job that was his last offer!! God if I could only re-live that moment. I tried to get him drunk and horny again but never got to that point again.. I could have been in that smirnoff commercial about leaving at the wrong time.. Or should I say running away like a chicken!!

[KY_TOP]

Over a year ago, I met a gorgeous, dark haired, Dancer with a great, tight body at a local club. I tipped him well and he offered a lap dance, during which he became quite "Friendly".

During conversation he inquired as to my profession. After awhile we realized his mother had worked for me about 10 years ago, his mother was my sister's best friend, who he knew very well since she was at their home often. He had also visited his mother at the office several times and I remembered him as an early teenager. He was concerned I'd tell my sister were I saw him, who would then tell his mother. I told him not to worry since my sister didn't know I was gay.

 

After seeing him several times at the club dancing he always seemed to get "Friendlier" and finally offered a Private dance at my home.

I've taken him up on that offer several times.

[+ Charlie]

I hired an escort in New York a number of years ago, and when I got to the apartment, I realized I had been there before: he was the ex-lover of someone I've known since I was sixteen. I had only met him once, when I visited my friend at the apartment a few years previously. If he recognized me, he gave no sign of it, and neither did I. It was really exciting sex (aided by the thrill of the forbidden?), and I hired him a few more more times, but by then I understood why he was an "ex". However, I still occasionally take out the picture of him that appeared on the cover of a porn mag and use it as a masturbation aid.

[+ Charlie]

My god, how could I have forgotten this one?! I picked up a guy in a bar in New York, and he invited me to go home with him to the suburbs. As we drove, the route was familiar, and we finally arrived in the town in which I grew up. I was feeling very strange as we entered his house, not least because he said his mother lived with him but was asleep. In his bedroom, I did a quick survey, and on the dresser was a wedding photo of two of my high school classmates. I said nothing, but I squirmed through the whole sex act, because I was dying to know why he had the photo. Finally, we settled in for a post-coital chat, and I casually brought up the pictures in the room. It turned out that the bride was his younger sister. I wanted to ask if he had ever lusted after his brother-in-law, who was reputed to have the biggest cock in our class, but I decided not to say anything at all, because he struck me as a rather shy, closeted man who might be devastated to realize how much I actually knew about his family. He drove me back to the city, and I never saw him again, but I wonder about him each Christmas when I exchange greetings with Frank and Clara.

[N.N.]

On two occasions, escorts I went to see (both were incalls) turned

out to be people I'd been acquainted with from clubs or through

mutual friends. I felt a little awkward at first, but I got over

that and hired them (for repeat sessions in both cases). Both of

them gave me a discount off their usual rate.

[+ Axiom2001]

...interesting reading, chaps. Many of these vignettes brought a big smile to my face. "Thanks for sharing." Sorry I am unable to add to these adventures.:-) :9

[Uncle Bill]

I was working as an executive for an internet company and noticed a really hot guy working around the office as a temporary -- great looking all-American college-age frat/jock type. I would have loved to approach him about getting together (something told me he might be receptive), but that would not have been very appropriate (and might have opened up some legal problems for me).

 

A year or so later, I contacted an escort who had a couple of good reviews and sounded nice on the phone/email -- and I liked the pic of his torso even though there was no face shot. Upon meeting him, I was very happy with his gorgeous face, but something seemed very familiar. I thought to myself that maybe it was because he reminded me a lot of Tom Cruise in "Risky Business" (sunglasses and all). While talking over lunch (prior to the private time), it dawned on both of us that we had seen each other at work the year before. While that realization might have caused either one of us to freak out a bit (he is very discreet about his dealings, and I'm very much in the closet at work and at home), instead it actually brought us closer together and enhanced our private time (which was awesome).

 

I still can't believe that I finally got to have my cute "office boy", although it was best that I waited as he told me that he would probably have reacted very negatively to an earlier approach since he wasn't into this line of work yet (and I have to admit that I'm not exactly the kind of guy who would be able to attract this kid for free). I've hired him many times since (including a wonderful trip to Vegas) and continue to do so. Maybe I should try a little role play with him sometime where we revert back to our respective roles in the office and see where it leads -- yum.

[Guest ncm2169]

You horndog :7 .

 

Role playing? Lemme see. How about the experienced "numbers guy" checking the younger guy's...umm...math? }(

 

(Sorry, guys. That's an inside joke x( ).

[Godiva]

I was out at a very famous Mexican restaurant in NYC early this year attending a goodbye party for a coworker. Some friends of mine were at the bar an asked me to join them to help carry drinks back to the table. As I approached the bar escort Angel/Scott strolled up to the bar. I turned around and pretended to get my wallet while my friends where screaming my real name loudly to come to help them... I saw him lean over and kiss the girl "passionately" behind the bar (which answered my question to him on an earlier adventure when I asked him if he was straight and he said No...) I don't know if he saw me but after a few more excruciating moments I saw him leave.. I went to the bar..gave that FUCKING CUNT BITCH the once over ...grabbed the beer and went back to the table. I will probably see him expose him and we will laugh about it. He was hott and we had a great time..

 

I am sure there are escorts here who have had Close Calls with clients whom they see out in the Real World. That outta make for some interesting fodder}(

[tedbear]

A couple of years ago I called a guy who I found on this site. His picture didn't show his face clearly. We were both surprised when I opened the door and there stood someone I knew from a 12 step group. He blushed and said he wouldn't give "massages" to people in the program. Then he left, still blushing. I never saw him in a meeting again. I hope it was merely that he got his degree and left town, since I would hate for that reason to interfere with anyone's program.

[Guest Blink]

Years ago, I attended a Friday night party in Santa Barbara among college guys. I met this gorgeous guy whom I have passionate sex that whole night at his place near the UCSB campus. I have a flight to catch the next day so I left without exchanging information. I haven't heard from him for years until one time, while I was in Australia, I chanced upon him hanging around at a surfer's beach. It only took us 30 seconds to remember that night and the smile on our face was just as naughty. Fast forward... we spent the next 24 hours together in my hotel room. The following night, I saw him as a featured dancer in a nearby bar. Small world, big opportunities. :-)

[Guest wolfman]

I had a similar experience about a year and a half ago.

 

While in Seattle on business, I contacted an escort about an overnight appointment. He had good reviews but just showed a body shot and no face. He had a hot body, and his e-mails and phone calls were very professional and a bit playful. Well we set a date. We were going to meet at my hotel suite, have a drink and then go to dinner and back to the hotel for a night of playing. Imagine my surprise when I opened the door and heard "Mr. Z is that you?". It turns out that this escort had been a boy in a youth organization I have volunteered for for over 20 years. Seems this boy moved to Seattle 4 years ago when he was 19 and is now a successful escort. At first I was in shock and then very embarrassed as I have never had anything to do(or wanted to do) with anyone from the organization.

 

Over a drink in the room, we talked about his time in the organization and our lives. We went to dinner and over coffee, I told him that I might cut our time short because of our previous relationship. He then insisted that HE pay for dinner and proceeded to come back to the hotel with me. The next 8 hours were wonderful. Sex was great and there was little of the nerves you sometimes have with a new partner.

 

Saw him (strictly social) 3 more times in the week. Saw him again for a weekend (I paid) last month.

 

Wolfman