What flipped your switch?

[+ purplekow]

ddaviddd49 Your story had everything Young hot sex Middle age hot sex and more importantly love and then tribulation and now triumph. Your life could be a Lifetime movie. Congrats.

[daviddd49]

ddaviddd49 Your story had everything Young hot sex Middle age hot sex and more importantly love and then tribulation and now triumph. Your life could be a Lifetime movie. Congrats.

 

LOL

Thanks! I appreciate it.

Sadly, what a BORING lifetime movie that would be! For the most part I live a rather pedantic and unexciting life filled with too much travel, lots of dull lectures, and too many long nights spent grading papers and reading doctoral dissertations. I'm a 57 year old, balding, greying, hairy old bear who is out-of-shape but working had on losing weight and getting healthy again. I'm a University Professor and a Priest who still believes in God, in miracles, and in my students ... even though I do, on occasion, have a few who fail to perform as expected (and, NO, I don't mean in bed!). I get to travel a lot as an administrative consultant and as a speaker on the lecture circuit, and that gives me opportunities to see escorts. But, in truth, my life is dullsville. I think its fun to sit in my office and read a theological textbook, for crying out loud! Hardly groovy.

 

But thanks. For the most part, I like being me. I wish I looked more like Sean Connery, but perhaps that too will come with exercise, diet, and time.

[Str8boyluvr]

I was in my early 20's and already tired and unimpressed with the bar/nightclub scene and the quality of the guys I met there. I was living in San Diego at the time and I never saw any of the guys during the week for dates since the county is so spread out and we all lived and worked different shifts in different places.

 

I recall the local gay paper had a service where you could run an ad and they provided a voicemail number for people to leave replies. I was young, very cute and horny as hell, so I ran an ad and waited. The VM box was full that first day - but then came the dates. I was attracted to a couple of them, only to find that the one I really liked was cheating with me on his partner, and the other...well, let's leave it at scary.

 

So with a permanent hard-on in need of some serious attention, and feeling a bit depressed about my love life, I looked at the escort ads in the back of that same local gay paper. I just needed to meet someone I liked with NSA. I was renting a room in a home with two older gay men who were a couple, but still I waited for them to be out of town before I did the deed.

 

The guy I hired was a very handsome blonde man, late 20's, maybe 30, muscular. When I met him at the door, he looked at me and said "Damn you're cute....I should be paying you!" We had fun, he knew it was my first time hiring, he let me talk about my dating issues, gave me some good fitness advice and took care of that raging hard-on!"

 

I still get excited when I see some of the ads and think "Wow, I could have sex with that guy if I wanted to!" I don't hire as often as I'd like to - but perhaps that will change in 2014 - if I can find the right guy. I've come to be more interested in hiring just to have someone to talk to, since I"m still not out and live in a "Gay desert" here in SC. A little messing around while he's here isn't such a bad thing either...

[Phil_musc]

Yes, daviddd49, what a great story your life has been. Thanks for sharing.

[+ poolboy48220]

I was renting a room in a home with two older gay men who were a couple, but still I waited for them to be out of town before I did the deed.

I was in the same housing situation in the mid-90's, renting a room from a guy who had a room-for-rent ad in the local gay bar rag. I hired plenty when I was living there, but never when he was there; luckily he travelled a lot. The only guy I ever saw while the owner was there was, in fact, one of the guys I'd previously hired twice. The local gym steam room was VERY cruisy, Said escort was there (this was after the hires), and he ended up coming home with me. And he remembered being in that house before, with a previous tenant.

 

It was an awesome house with an indoor hot tub, but the landlord/owner was a real jerk.

[wisconsinguy]

Well, I'm not sure I can provide a scenario that includes prison, addiction, mental issues, etc. I grew up in a small upstate New York village. We had one black family. There was also a token "homosexual" antique dealer. I was a popular person with lots of "jock" friend but preferred to be more of an in the background type of guy. I knew in the mid 70's that I was gay. I went to college, worked at colleges but did nothing. Not until 1988, now 35 years old in Washington DC at a meeting I went to "P Street Station." My first experience but not until years later did I find escorts near me. Why, I enjoyed the company, I was scared, I was not "out"; I wasn't attractive although told I was cute and nice, plus I had the money to see escorts. Not sure I'd change much, but maybe be more out there.

Just to clarify my brief description of my other life. It was not to lament on any level the "poor me" angle. My point being that I believe there are many small country roads that lead us to where we are. It has been a gift to me when you all share stories. I have these "ah ha" moments often. I also no longer blame anyone from stuff that happened. However, knowing reasons that brought me to a place, gives me some peace.

I ALWAYS have been accepting of others. No matter if it involved economics, preferences, and simple differences. I am slowly working on the self acceptance.

And, once I started to accept advice the sounded like it fit me, ( like from Lee). So if I can add a little assistance on my first journey to anyone, it's continues to help to me, and maybe someone lurking in the background just thinking.