Scariest escorting experience....what's yours?

[Guest RexB]

My only scary escort experience was with an escort I had hired before. The first time I met him through his Rentboy ad he was using Joey Van Damme's photos, who I didn't know of at that time. When I met him I didn't think he looked like the pictures but I was new at hiring at that time and he looked passable so I stayed and had a mediocre time with him. He was very nervous and kept jumping up to look out the window and check the door. I can't remember how it came to my knowledge, but I found out that he was the guy who had thrown his dog to it's death out of a high-rise building window in Queens a few years before. Some here know who I'm talking about. I googled that news event and found out his name and sure enough, the face of the dog guy and this escort were the same.

 

Another time after that I hired someone who unbeknownst to me turned out to be the same guy, this time again using pictures of someone else. I figured it out because he was hosting at the same place as the other time and wasn't home when I arrived. He texted that he was on his way and would be home in a minute. I started walking away thinking I'd make my getaway but I ran into him and told him he wasn't the person in the pictures and that we had met before and I wasn't going to go back to his place with him. He got ugly in person and then kept texting me insulting messages saying he had never met me before because I was so disgusting that he would have never gotten near me in the first place.

 

The third time I got duped by him I had who I thought was the guy in the pictures come to my place. Fortunately, I went downstairs onto the street and as he approached I saw it was the dog thrower. I told him he wasn't the person in the pictures and he said that I hadn't even seen his body and that he looked just as good as the guy in the pictures. (Strangely, he didn't seem to recognize me from the other two times.) I told him I wasn't going through with the hire and that he should just leave. Luckily there was a little group of people standing and chatting in front of my house so they acted as a deterrent to him making a scene. He left but then the barrage of texts started coming. I submitted a one-star review on RM that said the pictures weren't accurate and then he really started his campaign of terror. He phoned me and told me that now he knew where I lived and the next time I stepped out my door he was going to "knock me out", as he put it. He also mentioned something about Russian mafia. I really did get scared so I wrote RM admin and told them about the threats and that I wanted to withdraw the review. They agreed to do it and that seemed to quell his wrath a bit, but he still tried to call me a couple of times but of course I didn't answer. I felt lots of anxiety for about a week but then it slowly dissipated and nothing ever happened.

 

I think he still has an ad on RM, and even one or two of the pictures on it are actually of him, but from many years ago.

[mike carey]

"WORLD HEALTH ORGANIZATION REPORT HAS CLASSIFIED BACON & SAUSAGE AS CARCINOGENIC TO HUMANS" (class 1 - definite carcinogen, same class as smoking and asbestos)

This is quite correct but there is a fallacy that is usually inferred from this classification. Some types of processed meats are definite carcinogens, but the classification says nothing about the dose required nor of the probability of a cancer developing. Asbestos carries a very high probability of cancer from even a single exposure. Bacon carries a very small, but proven, increase in the likelihood of causing a cancer even with significant lifetime exposure.

 

In a similar vein, people are automatically concerned if they read that something doubles the risk of a certain cancer. If you tell them that the normal incidence of the particular cancer is 1/10,000, but the risk factor changes the incidence to 1/5,000 they will be less concerned.

[LivingnLA]

good point!

 

In your case (as a frequent review writer that I'm) I would have written a review to permanently warn others about him but without being so specific about the details. Let's face it... you weren't the first guy he roofied and neither the last.

 

That's a great suggestion and I considered it, but based on the conversations I had with quite a few forum members who hired this guy more than once, the consensus seemed to be that he did what he did because he had a tight week and needed money for drugs. Shortly after my encounter, he moved to SFO and then NYC where he found some big money regulars who were buying overnights pretty frequently based on what I heard and the reviews that appeared on him here.

 

I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and not post even a generalized negative review that could've deeply damaged his hirebility. Plus, he returned to LA for awhile and then disappeared, which is when I heard he was in jail. I left it alone and hope he gets clean and becomes a better person.

[+ goosh69]

good point!

 

In your case (as a frequent review writer that I'm) I would have written a review to permanently warn others about him but without being so specific about the details. Let's face it... you weren't the first guy he roofied and neither the last.

 

I know more than the average person about drugs...that was not a roofie. That was pot laced with Angel dust AKA PCP. If I had to guess. And it can lead to paralysis and hallucinating and time distortion.

[LivingnLA]

I know more than the average person about drugs...that was not a roofie. That was pot laced with Angel dust AKA PCP. If I had to guess. And it can lead to paralysis and hallucinating and time distortion.

 

What are you referring to? The drug given to me? I have no idea what it was, but it would've needed to be a liquid or powder that instantly dissolves into a freshly opened beer bottle as that was what he handed me. More than one forum member--including a couple who used to PNP with the escort in question--said it was likely I was given too much GHB. From what I've read online, I think they're right. I was blacked out for 7 hrs and I do know when I came to that I was retching and gagging quite a bit.

[+ goosh69]

I'm talking about the guy who smoked "pot" in Dallas. Pot can be laced with PCP. It's not fun.

[LivingnLA]

I'm talking about the guy who smoked "pot" in Dallas. Pot can be laced with PCP. It's not fun.

 

Gotcha. You meant your reply for @Fyton not for @marylander1940, which is why I was confused, because @marylander1940 was replying to me, not @Fyton. I missed @Fyton's post, it sounds scary!

[Fyton]

Yes. Several people have concluded that it was Angel dust. Actually, my father, an MD now deceased, had quite a lot of experience with it in the 1970s when i was first experimenting with drugs. It was a farm community and the stuff was, evidently, readily available to the jobless class. He volunteered a day a week at the county emergency room. Scared the shit out of me.

[LADoug1]

I know more than the average person about drugs...that was not a roofie. That was pot laced with Angel dust AKA PCP. If I had to guess. And it can lead to paralysis and hallucinating and time distortion.

 

Had an intense high from pot that turned out the paper of which had been soaked in hash oil I suspect. Scary.

[LADoug1]

This thread has taken quite a turn. I don't agree that all drug users have weak minds or that all drug use is equal.

 

I do think it is evidence of poor judgment when clients that don't use drugs knowingly hire drug users. Just asking for trouble IMO. No one is hot enough to make up for that risk.

 

Also a derail but I find drug use more often than not to be a negative coping skill like cigarettes, alcohol, and co-dependent behavior.

[Tonyko]

Amidst the tale of your terror you've evoked wonderful memories of the place where I finally came to terms with my sexuality. Alas I hired no one from the Gaiety and there were a number who went on to porn stardom in LA. A number of years after the Gaiety closed s few former patrons discovered each other at Club 20 and became good friends. I miss NYC and those friends (some of whom

Your original post cut off as you can see, but have a feeling the rest of the sentence was going to be - are no longer here" :-( And yes a few of the boys of the Gaiety's final year (s) also migrated to Club 20, but as u know wasn't the same w/o nudity was more like some Chippendales show, that and the cover charge and 20$ drinks made the allure fade REAL quick. (as we all know the $$$$$ is in the booze and selling booze precludes nudity by law) I think the Gaiety was five bucks when I first went, then eventually hit 20-30- and beyond , and far as I could see NO ONE minded paying that and NO ONE minded not being able to buy booze. (you could get drunk before you went )

[+ goosh69]

Club 20 was just so much nicer decor-wise versus Gaiety though. And any dancer that would hook at either place showed you enough at both places for you to know what you were getting. Sadly, none of the venues Adonis has used are as nice as 20.

[Tonyko]

Club 20 was just so much nicer decor-wise versus Gaiety though. And any dancer that would hook at either place showed you enough at both places for you to know what you were getting. Sadly, none of the venues Adonis has used are as nice as 20.

Yah but to me a girl's bachelorette party (or str8 corporate guys entertaining clients that the place caters to rest of the week) need nice surroundings plush club chairs and tables etc ME that's not what I go for Plus the insane champagne room prices JUST to be alone with your guy (after your CC is run thru) PLUS even when you got him alone never "really" being sure if he was willing to meet up in priv elsewhere w/o having to ask (many at 20 weren't, they're circuit dancers who made the rounds, mostly str8, they stuck to their 20$ laps and their hefty cut of their champagne rm bookings for the night) Even today many Adonis guys will tell you they're not there to scort just to make money that night. At least at Gaiety there was NEVA' any doubt lol if a boy danced there he was there to "work" the lounge and arrange a date. IDK, to me t'was simpler, the surroundings never mattered.

[+ goosh69]

9/10 Adonis and 20 guys I was into escorted. I never have had an issue with that versus Gaeity.

[Tonyko]

9/10 Adonis and 20 guys I was into escorted. I never have had an issue with that versus Gaeity.

Not for me lol, I knew the managers at 20 before it was sold to some foreign guys Persians or something, but the managers would tell me which guys would and which didn't and it was more like 50/50. Like the ones who danced AND doubled as bartenders were usually the ones who wouldn't.

[Sandlapp]

i have been hiring escorts since 2005. Before that I used to go to Gaiety and got my jollies there. I have hired about 100 men over the years. About 5 regulars....got very attached to a few of them.

 

Here is my scariest experience from 2014.

 

There was a rentboy.com ad with pics of Eliad Cohen and it appeared to have been him. Looking back I was really stupid since there were clues that it was a scam.

 

Well, like many of you, sex with Eliad would be a dream come true, especially for this nice Jewish boy from NJ. I contacted him via the cell phone and we texted to set up our meeting. I was so excited and wanted to impress him, so I stayed in a park view suite at the Mandarin Oriental in NYC.

 

"Eliad" arrived at the hotel room door and knocked. I saw through the peephole that it was young blaming man. Through the the door, I told him to go away. At that point, he started shouting my full name and my company, which he got through backtracking my cell phone number. I got scared and let him in, and planned to give him $100 to go away. Once in, he demanded $1000. I refused and he punched me in my face. He grabbed my wallet and took all my cash. I started to resist and we wrestled which ended with him shoving me to the ground. I grabbed for the phone to call the hotel scrutiny. Dialed a number, but he grabbed the phone from me. I started yelling he needs to get out.

 

Then he calmed down. And said....this is how it's gonna work. I am 17 years old and if you don't get me $10000, I'm gonna get you into a lot of trouble and ruin you. I told him to F off, and I don't care what he did. Also, I could tell he was in his mid 20s. At that he started videoing me and told me he was going to post it all over the Internet.

 

That's when it ended and he departed. 2 mins after he left, the hotel security came up, since I had dialed the front desk before he grabbed the phone, and they could tell someone was wrong. They asked me a bunch of questions and I did not say anything other than I was fine now. I'm sure they looked at videos of who came to my room.

 

THats it. Very shaken up. Still hiring but a, much smarter now. Lessen learned....if it's too good to be true, it is likely not true and that there are some sketchy and dangerous guys out there.

 

He never posted anything....that I'm aware of.

Holy crap, what a scary story. I saw that same ad on RM last year. I follow Eliad on Instagram and knew he was in Spain at that moment and not anywhere in the US. I reported it to RM and the ad disappeared.

[snogaholic]

Had a session recently in NY with one of the city's longest established (and best reviewed) escorts who arrived strung out on drugs and visibly suffering from facial wasting. He's a nice person - genuinely so, I think, and not at all scary - but the drugs made him a skittish and awkward companion: he couldn't focus on anything for more than a nanosecond and I found myself checking my watch till the hour was over so that I could pay the agreed fee and make my escape. We met at a hotel of his choice where this person also kept me waiting outside on the street for about 20 minutes while he took forever and a day to get there - by the time he arrived, he had brought enough stuff with him for a one-night stay that you would have thought he was taking a cruise on the Queen Mary.

[LADoug1]

Had a session recently in NY with one of the city's longest established (and best reviewed) escorts who arrived strung out on drugs and visibly suffering from facial wasting. He's a nice person - genuinely so, I think, and not at all scary - but the drugs made him a skittish and awkward companion: he couldn't focus on anything for more than a nanosecond and I found myself checking my watch till the hour was over so that I could pay the agreed fee and make my escape. We met at a hotel of his choice where this person also kept me waiting outside on the street for about 20 minutes while he took forever and a day to get there - by the time he arrived, he had brought enough stuff with him for a one-night stay that you would have thought he was taking a cruise on the Queen Mary.

 

Why did you even stay the hour? I'd have paid him (or not) and left immediately.

[LookingAround]

I don't live in Dallas, I was there for a wedding party for a very good friend. A tall, sexy, black man approached me and we started talking. I don't recall who brought it up, but we started talking about how I'd like to try weed, again, after a 30-year hiatus. I was very much aware that it is very much stronger today. After perhaps 20 minutes, he suggested that we go to my hotel. He said that he'd bring some weed. I agreed that we could smoke it outside. It looked like a cigarillo. He said it was strong. Weary and forewarned I took one small puff. He declined. I immediately felt the effects and, particularly in view of his decision to decline, I drew in no more. We went straight to my room.

 

He asked to use the restroom and time stopped. It felt like he'd been in there 30 minutes. I could not justify the passage of time. I was about to talk through the door when he emerged smiley-faced and nonchalant. He was immediately hard and ready to enter me. As he did, he told me that he would soon be getting discernibly bigger. That's all I remember clearly. I could not stay focused. I believe that at one point I lost consciousness. When it was finally over, at a bout 2 p.m. in the afternoon, I fell asleep until 9:00 a.m. the next morning. I was still high. Too high to leave my room. I skipped the wedding. I spent an extra night at the hotel. I had nightmares that woke me up and kept me up the rest of the night each of the following 6 nights.

 

My friend has no recollection of inviting or seeing any black guy. Yikes.

 

Mmmmmmm not sure why you felt it important to mention his race twice when I see no relevance.

[caliguy]

Mmmmmmm not sure why you felt it important to mention his race twice when I see no relevance.

Neither was tall and sexy but there it is.

[+ goosh69]

Neither was tall and sexy but there it is.

But would you have said "tall sexy white guy"?

[caliguy]

But would you have said "tall sexy white guy"?

Probably not but that's because whites are the majority and thus my usual go to choice. That wouldn't be worth mentioning.

[LookingAround]

But would you have said "tall sexy white guy"?

Kinda the point right?

[+ goosh69]

But are whites the Majority in Dallas Texas, or Texas at all?

[Guest davebk]

That was clearly GHB. I used to love the stuff. They call it liquid Ecstasy. Only takes a tiny amount and it has no taste. Most tweakers have a supply. Meth and GHB go together like peanut butter and jelly. You have to dose it very carefully though. If not you either end up passed out for hours, sicker then you've ever been, or in the morgue. Thankfully I avoided the last part.

 

I once had a similar experience with a highly reviewed escort. I have absolutely no experience with drugs of any kind, and didn't even know what GHB was. The escort whose reviews were good, was in my suite at the Waldorf in Manhattan and decided to take some with no warning to me. He then became totally incoherent and eventually passed out on the floor of my hotel naked. Hard. I tried waking him up repeatedly with no chance of it. It was awful. I spent two hours researching online whether I needed to call and ambulance or just let him sleep it off. I had business meetings the next day, so I tried to half-sleep while waiting for him to wake up, but at that point I also didn't trust him if I fell asleep. I locked everything I could in the hotel safe and just laid there until he woke up about 4 hours later. When he finally woke up he had no idea where he was, and it took a good 45 minutes to get his bearings. At that point I basically dressed him myself, walked him out, shoved him in a cab and threw money at the cab driver at about 4am.

 

I never heard from the guy again, and didn't contact him.

 

Though my safety was never an issue looking back, it was a really rough and scary night, particularly given that he had years of reviews, was well known, and had given no indication of drug use to me.

 

I've never heard anyone discuss him on the forums in years, but I do still see his rentmen ad pop up occasionally.