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There is a lot of entertaining information on these boards about a client's first escort experience or about calming the nerves of a newbie client. What fascinates me though, and this is a question I only ask escorts that I have known for a while, is what it must be like for an escort to meet his first client. What motivated you to put up an ad? How did the first conversations go? And when you met your first client, how was it? Were you nervous? Was it awkward? Were you able to 'perform'? And how did you feel about yourself once the first client session was over?

 

For clients - have you ever been the 'first one' with a newbie escort? Did he tell you? How did it go?

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I once had a appointment with a guy from the now defunct Maximum agency in NYC (I used to use them often when I was in the city). He was very quiet and seemed a little nervous. He told me at the end of our session that I was his first client and then he was glad he had someone like me as his first as I was very kind and undemanding and made it easy for him. Now, whether that was the truth or something made up, I don't know; but it seemed genuine.

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I once had a appointment with a guy from the now defunct Maximum agency in NYC (I used to use them often when I was in the city). He was very quiet and seemed a little nervous. He told me at the end of our session that I was his first client and then he was glad he had someone like me as his first as I was very kind and undemanding and made it easy for him. Now, whether that was the truth or something made up, I don't know; but it seemed genuine.

 

That is very sweet, actually. I wonder if the gentlemen who ran Maximum would take the new escorts for a 'test drive' so to speak ...

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As a very young man much too naive to go out on my own, I worked for both Chelsea Boys and Maximum. I can only speak for myself, but there was never any sexual harrassment or "test drives"; they were actually quite respectful and extremely customer-service oriented, so i'm sure they solicited all the feedback they needed from clients, plus credit card tips could attest to client satisfaction (this was just before the financial collapse so big tips were not uncommon.) Working conditions were better than under many of the acting or bartending jobs I've had, and far better than ANY waiting-table job I had, and my own personal intereactions with them were generally excellent. The worst I can say is that both agencies were more than on-guard about many things (including eachother, intensified when they were the last 2 standing), which occasionally manifested into an across-the-board paranoia which could rear its head when you'd least expect it. I really felt for the wonderful phone-guys hired at Chelsea --- they bore the brunt of that agencies paranoia + grueling overnight hours at a fraction of the working-boy's pay. The owner handled calls during the day/early evening. The owners of Maximum always handled their own calls.

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A former Maximum guy told me he had to strip, jerk off and cum in front of the owners. Another working guy from A-List -- remember A-list? -- said you had to have sex with the owner. Don't know if these stories are true. Surely stripping down to give the owners a look at the goods was a basic requirement.

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My first appointment happened sort of by accident. I was 18 and working as a nude cleaner at the time. One of my customers asked me how much extra for "escort services" and the rest is history. I was definitely nervous my first time as I had never accepted money for this type of thing. Yes I had been with other guys but this was paid. Either way it worked out and I continue to this day.

 

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Reminds me of something happened maybe 10 years ago. Some sort of private sex party that you had to be "interviewed" for. On the phone the host said I'd have the option of either stripping down to my underwear or taking everything off at some point during the "interview". Either/or. I arrived at his place and he was very nice, bantered for a bit and, fascinated with the scene but not really understanding it or being much of an exhibitionist, kept my underwear on. Since we were getting on so well, I naively proceeded to ask him how he'd started his career as sex-party host, how long he'd done it, was this his home, etc. Just my excitement/wonder combined with being wet behind the ears. He was very forthcoming and didn't seem to mind my inquisitiveness, he was enjoying the convo, admitting how unusual it was for anyone to show such enthusiasm for his backstory. Finally things ended with a handshake and his warm promise to let me know about upcoming party dates. I never heard back. I called a few times, and eventually he answered. He seemed uncomfortable and finally said my "membership" had been rejected. Really? Why? Akwardness until he finally blurted out that between declining to take off my underwear and my line of "questioning" he had suspicions I might be a cop. Wow. I said he was wrong and hung up. Wasn't upset but confused and surprised. Oh well. I eventually made up for anything this experience made me "miss out on".

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Reminds me of something happened maybe 10 years ago. Some sort of private sex party that you had to be "interviewed" for. On the phone the host said I'd have the option of either stripping down to my underwear or taking everything off at some point during the "interview". Either/or. I arrived at his place and he was very nice, bantered for a bit and, fascinated with the scene but not really understanding it or being much of an exhibitionist, kept my underwear on. Since we were getting on so well, I naively proceeded to ask him how he'd started his career as sex-party host, how long he'd done it, was this his home, etc. Just my excitement/wonder combined with being wet behind the ears. He was very forthcoming and didn't seem to mind my inquisitiveness, he was enjoying the convo, admitting how unusual it was for anyone to show such enthusiasm for his backstory. Finally things ended with a handshake and his warm promise to let me know about upcoming party dates. I never heard back. I called a few times, and eventually he answered. He seemed uncomfortable and finally said my "membership" had been rejected. Really? Why? Akwardness until he finally blurted out that between declining to take off my underwear and my line of "questioning" he had suspicions I might be a cop. Wow. I said he was wrong and hung up. Wasn't upset but confused and surprised. Oh well. I eventually made up for anything this experience made me "miss out on".

 

Could it be that you were scammed? Perhaps there were no private sex parties at all, and this guy just made you (and others) believe that you needed to 'audition'? Just for the purpose of having guys come over to his place (for free, I presume) and strip down, for his own private enjoyment?

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Could it be that you were scammed? Perhaps there were no private sex parties at all, and this guy just made you (and others) believe that you needed to 'audition'? Just for the purpose of having guys come over to his place (for free, I presume) and strip down, for his own private enjoyment?

No, this guy was a semi-public figure in the gay community, in that who owned another gay-themed business (an escort agency actually, tho I don't think I knew it at the time; if I did, that fact held no interest for me bc I couldn't yet see myself doing this kind of work. It was literally unfathomable!) The ad for the party had allready been running for many years in HX or Next (which I'd been reading before I was legal) and the party was sometimes gossiped about/promoted in those barrags, so I know it existed. But I def see how it could look like "something shady going on" based on the etching I provided:)

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about 18 months ago, when i was in seattle, i hired a younger guy - sexy - liked the look - said versatile - i wanted a bottom he said cool -got to my hotel - i was his first top as an escort - a little awkward at first - he was worried it'd be uncomfortable. - i thanked him for the compliment - :-) -- it was a great experience - he relaxed, i'm not a pounder so we did fine -- lol -

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l - i was his first top as an escort - a little awkward at first - he was worried it'd be uncomfortable. - i thanked him for the compliment - :) -- it was a great experience - he relaxed, i'm not a pounder so we did fine -- lol -

Quarter pounder?
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Yes, that's right—I was Killian's first.

 

:)

One of my favorite Sean Cody (or maybe Corbin Fisher) vids has a straight guy in his first time with a guy. The cameraman asks "What do you think about getting your first blowjob?", the guy laughs and says "Well it's not my first".

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