Have any of you ever had an escort/client service turn into a relationship

[Jake_Raleigh]

I would say, do it. I have a partner who is understanding of the situation. So, it is possible to date someone who is in this line of work.

[+ Gar1eth]

I just realized I do know of one escort who is in a committed relationship with a non escort. While I've said in a previous post that if you like the escort go for it. I'm remembering that the escort said it was very difficult for his partner (and maybe for the escort himself-even though he's a good escort and you'do never know if he were feeling the strain).

 

It all comes down to how you think you could handle the strain.

 

But if you like the guy, then I'd risk it.

 

Gman

[wisconsinguy]

I see an escort frequently. I also care about him greatly. Juan mentioned the word "proud." I am proud to be in his presence no matter where we are. Having dinner, out with others... having some "naughty fun," at a concert, or just having playtime together. I say, give it a try.

[+ Just Sayin]

I loved Gallahadesquire's post; as a client (as in attorney-client) once said to me, "Life is messy;" since we are all adults here, I think we can be mature enough to negotiate our own relationships, and I am so happy Gallahadesquire has negotiated one that works! Bravo!

[BaronArtz]

A timely question. In fact, I am right now trying to get OUT of a sugardaddy relationship with my boyfriend-rentboy. While I always let him sleep around with women (his flings with girls never last more than a few days anyway), I found out yesterday that he has been sleeping with 'Nurse Betty', a fully functional TS escort. Check out 'her' cock pics on 'her' website: http://slutyladyboyfendi.callgirlfiles.com/

 

This 'gal' travels the world sleeping with guys, connoisseurs of a certain genre no doubt. I am sorry, call me bigoted or narrow-minded, but THAT crossed the line! Especially because his last escapade with another TS escort 6 months ago ended in a drug binge, depression and near suicide. In the final analysis, the boyfriend-escort can do what he wants, but I can still decide for myself whether or not I want to be part of it, sorry.

 

Maybe this is a bit off-topic, for which I apologize, but I needed to get it off my chest. Thank you.

[Rod Hagen]

I believe I found it: Sex Workers as Virtual Boyfriends by Joseph Itiel. From 2002.

That book was definitely NOT sweet, nor does he seem to be.

[+ poolboy48220]

for a couple of years. He got involved with another fellow his age. I met the boyfriend and the three of us went out for dinner a couple of times.

 

I sensed things were perhaps not all well in Camelot. I offered said escort a place to stay, should he ever need it.

 

In March, they lost the apartment, and I got the [now missing and presumed dead] Cat. In June, I got the erstwhile escort as a Housemate.

 

It's coming up on two years. We have no sex, we bicker, we laugh, we take Trips together. It works out. He pays no rent, and can deal with his student loans and creating a career for himself. I have someone at home to check on me on a near daily basis, so I'm not found dead after a week of a broken leg.

 

And we're looking for a new cat.

 

I know this isn't what this thread is about, but I have a safe haven, he has a safe haven, and it's fun to watch each of us develop in our own timeschemes - me, reviewing Symmetries in lattice point groups, and his analysis of Shakespeare.

I'm in a somewhat-similar situation with a former dancer, going on two years now. All platonic, I have a fun and considerate roommate, he has a safe haven while he tries to establish himself, and we're both happy. And I get to go to sleep hearing him play the piano.

[gallahadesquire]

I'm in a somewhat-similar situation with a former dancer, going on two years now. All platonic, I have a fun and considerate roommate, he has a safe haven while he tries to establish himself, and we're both happy. And I get to go to sleep hearing him play the piano.

 

My Mother [it might have been my sister] had suggested that I needed a "Chum." Think English Boarding School Roommate and Soulmate. Think Jeeves and Worcester [damn, I could use a valet] . [For the record: I went to a Chicago are Public High School]

During medical school, A previous soul in this role lived in my walk-in closet on the third floor walk-up of a Chiropractor's house in Worcester. Odd fellow. Committed suicide shortly thereafter.

 

Subsequently, I was Single through many years of training, none of them for good reasons.

 

I really, really enjoy having someone around the house.Not so much for what he does, which is mostly make my life harder by having to pick up and clean (plates into the dishwasher; towels for cleaning lady having to be ready at 12:00 on Wednesday.

but the occasional dinner. [i don't cook well; I can't stand more than 5 minutes before my legs give out]. He takes out the garbage and recycleables. I do laundry.

 

In the end, it works. I won't be found dead for a week when that happens. He's already lived through a 5:30 am 911 'I can't breathe' call, and failed to wake up with the vehicles [fire, police, and ambulance].

 

As a household, we also had The Cat: A white and orange Domestic Long Hair. Beautiful! He was here for a year and 7 months, and decided to leave one night. Never came back.

Much pain associated with lack of closure.

 

SO, for this household: I pay his rent, which is to say, he doesn't pay it. I pay all utilities; gas; water; electricity.

He offers his share occasionally. Food is randomly generated, and about $200-$300 a month.

 

What do I get for this: He's been accepted at an undergraduate-level Shakespeare conference in April. WE travel well: Disneyworld Thrice. I am contemplating a European trip to ?London; Paris; Venice; Florence; Rome; and maybe some of the more Germanic sights. [i got a good insurance settlement]. He'll have to push the wheelchair, but that's okay. He's good company.

 

Frankly, he's my lover, only there's nothing physical, and there's room to "reach out" to others, should the mood awaken in me. On his half, the living room furniture is occasionally re-arranged after a dalliance, and I just ... don't ... ask.

 

Our current plan is a Grand Tour: London [?], Paris, Venice, Florence, Rome ... he gets to push my wheelchair. Maybe some time in Tuscany, and the Lakes District. He gets to drive.

 

I think the most important thing that we found out early in our relationship is that, regardless of the age difference [his 28 dto my 63], there's enough maturity on his side, and enough interest on my side, and common enjoyment of entertainment, that we've kind of settled down as an old couple. I know he'd like to have more at-home sex, with the guys he likes [35-55 year old bears]. He fails to bring home my kind of man [25-30, athletic, hung] to me.

 

It's an Odd Couple, but it works, and I fear the day that he's finally able to leave. I may have to board some medical students form the local school, or become a house Mom. If I'm really lucky, I could have Tristan Baldwin come up for afternoon tea on Saturdays.

 

I met a fellow in Orlando, who shall remain nameless, who I think would like to assume these roles, but is uniquely incapable of interacting with "clients". Were that to change, there might be a hope.

I'd consider Tristan Baldwin for a longer term engagement, but I don't think that's his style.

 

I think I'll go to bed now.

[bigvalboy]

What a positively delightful post Gallahad.... and while this arrangement might not be suitable for Tristan, it is always fun to contemplate. "One never knows, do one?"