Italiano

I understand it to mean that he will touch me in a sensual/sexual way and I can do the same.

Not a museum means you can touch the guy, because in museum you cannot touch whatever displayed there right?

Yes. Javier Bardem was/is a sexy man and a fantastic actor.

Thank you, [uSER=3916]@xafnndapp[/uSER] ! I prefer the more mature version, but you inspired me to do a little walk down hot memory lane a la Bardem...mercy, he was sexy back then too!
 
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLIBJ-Wt46w/T-dW1QPejxI/AAAAAAAAKiI/pUp_wc4Yhao/s1600/Javier+Bardem07.jpg
 
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykNeFm3mS14/TzKbi_RJ-iI/AAAAAAAABQE/enm3fNGqf50/s1600/javier-bardem-wallpaper-hd-1-782905.jpg
 
http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/56/41/5a/56415a52a67ad6f507695083f3cb238c.jpg http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/3a/96/a5/3a96a559522397957b4d688d71b9fdd2.jpg
 
I couldn't pass this up:
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G7pEE_ONqXo/T8GT6IKuK5I/AAAAAAAAF-c/Rut4JgHtqvc/s1600/javier-bardem-smoking-cover-1010-lg.jpg

Young hot Javier Bardem in underwear:
 

 
 
Young hot Javier Bardem naked:
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fq9cHzemX8I

Thanks for your recommendations, the 4 hands massage was a bliss, these two guys work in perfect synchrony and they know HOW to work a body.
One of the best massages I had!
Andy to my taste is better looking and hotter than Eric, but they are both two good looking guys as pictured.
 
That said, even if of course I wasn't expecting an overwhelming sexual encounter, I have to say that the final "releasing" part was one of the coldest and most mechanical and aseptic experiences I had...

I suspect that they aren't the slightest bit interested in providing a "release," but they think that everyone expects it, and they do it without enthusiasm, just to keep clients happy. If the "happy ending" doesn't make clients happy, they should probably forget about it. A bad one, like you experienced, is probably worse than none at all. They give a great massage, according to what you and others say; they probably should leave it at that.

http://timsuck.treasureislandmedia.com/images/assets/6b12950eadb14dab66f0d999f0cabf42117b403b21eb3aa4010856859c670740/gallery/04.jpg

Have you noticed that Castro has absolutely no personality? Can't put two words together into a sentence.

I had an AMAZING time with Sean Xavier last year in Bloomington ID. And yes, his cock is BIG!
 
Nevertheless, I have never seen closely (and possibly will never see any again!) a bigger cock than Othello's in London.
Absolutely HUUUUGE!
 
http://othellonow.co.uk/othellonow/Photos.html#10
 
http://othellonow.co.uk/othellonow/Photos.html#6
 
Of course it's all siliconed, morphed out and injected, but I can say without any doubt that the biggest cock of an escort in the world is Eddie's, the freaky big tattooed guy in NYC
 
http://rentmen.com/EDDIE/

"My morals won't let me rob or hurt somebody to get it." What a truly sensitive soul. Deeply Thoughtful about the whole moral/ethical thing. They won't let him do it, but apparently they will let him ponder it, and let you know he's considered the option.
 
And if he's such an ace at making money, why hasn't he already done so with the help of his generous friend, now unfortunately deceased?
 
And he knows clean homosexuals he can put you in touch with, if that's what you want. That IS a rare gift indeed. Not everyone knows where to go to find them, apparently. He can guide you in your search.
 
And don't forget the horses.
 
I can't help myself. This is just too funny.

"a non judgemental person so I can hang around homosexuals without feeling uncomfortable."
 
Wow. Who knew a straight in shape guy (he rides horses) could hang around us "clean homosexuals" and not feel completely repulsed. Sounds like a real keeper that one.

What a hot man!
Cum to NY soon!!

Sorry, he's taken. But i know where you can get a blue T shirt!

Grazie!

Italians who arrived to US between the end of XIX century until the 1970s 95% of the times came from rural areas of the South and the north eastern part of Italy and had none or very little education. They usually spoke only Italian dialects which sometimes are totally different form formal Italian, for example someone who speaks only Milanese can never have a conversation with someone who speaks only Sicilian.
The ones who arrived last and who are still alive learned to speak a mixture between dialect and broken English which is basically now a language by its own.
My mother-in-law was born in Sicily in the 30s, she arrived here in the early 70s, and when I met her I discovered a new language!
Italian/Americans who are convinced to speak "Italian" have their own vocabulary which somehow has become (especially with Italian words for some eatable stuff..) part of the American lingo.
 

Italians who arrived to US between the end of XIX century until the 1970s 95% of the times came from rural areas of the South and the north eastern part of Italy and had none or very little education. They usually spoke only Italian dialects which sometimes are totally different form formal Italian, for example someone who speaks only Milanese can never have a conversation with someone who speaks only Sicilian.
The ones who arrived last and who are still alive learned to speak a mixture between dialect and broken English which is basically now a language by its own.
My mother-in-law was born in Sicily in the 30s, she arrived here in the early 70s, and when I met her I discovered a new language!
Italian/Americans who are convinced to speak "Italian" have their own vocabulary which somehow has become (especially with Italian words for some eatable stuff..) part of the American lingo.
 

When my mother came to visit me while i lived in Mexico, she had very little difficulty with the language She was the child of immigrants and spoke both English and Italian. She had no training in Spanish whatsoever,

"Michelle, ma belle, son les mots que tres bien ensemble....tres bien ensemble."
"No tengo trona ni reina. Ne nadie que me comprenda. Pero sigo siendo el rey."
"Volare oh oh. Cantare oh oh oh oh"
 
You are not the only one who can sing in another language WG.

Born and raised in Italy, Italian remains my first language and I do count always in Italian
 
Lived in Mexico for 10 years, never studied the language, but it was quite easy to pick it up and I am now totally fluent in Spanish.
Lived in NY for 15 and I am definitely fluent in English. Still, Spanish is a bit better than my English...
I can have a basic conversation in French, which I never studied.
 
Native Italians in general are NOT very easy to pick up other languages (even if a foreign language is taught at school),
but I guess I have a "musical" ear...

Born and raised in Italy, Italian remains my first language and I do count always in Italian
 
Lived in Mexico for 10 years, never studied the language, but it was quite easy to pick it up and I am now totally fluent in Spanish.
Lived in NY for 15 and I am definitely fluent in English. Still, Spanish is a bit better than my English...
I can have a basic conversation in French, which I never studied.
 
Native Italians in general are NOT very easy to pick up other languages (even if a foreign language is taught at school),
but I guess I have a "musical" ear...

When I was about 9 growing up in Italy, my older sister had a subscription to a bimonthly clothing sale catalogue similar to the Sears mentioned above, I remember clearly the first time I saw towards the end pictures of men in underwear and getting weird feelings in my belly and down there, and since then I would wait patiently every 2 months for it and secretly look at those pictures in my room...
Alas, my sister stopped the subscription after not too long...
Then when I was 12 I also started to have "weird" feelings for a 14 years old friend, who already had reached puberty.
 
When I was perhaps 14 I remember walking in Milan not far from my home and all of a sudden finding and picking up a straight porn magazine left by someone on the ground, hiding it in my back and bringing it at home. I closed myself in the bathroom and looked avidly at it with a raging hard on, and all of a sudden in the middle I see 2 pages of pictures of gay sex! The exact moment I looked at those pictures I had my first explosive orgasm that left me totally exhausted seated on the toilet for a good 5 minutes without being able to stand up!
 
Since then I would regularly and secretly buy porn magazines in a local newspapers kiosk by my home who had a porn section (eventually the first totally gay magazine called "Italia Gay" magically appeared, unforgettable day when I spotted it!) and run home to my regular secret orgasms in the bathroom. I think that the man who sold newspapers and magazines was the first person to be totally sure I was an adolescent gay guy! I would walk closeby to the kiosk, wait for the moment nobody was around, pick up the magazine not even looking at him in the eyes or saying a word, I was very ashamed, paying him and left with the tail in between my legs, but of course for him it was business, he didn't care.
 
I had my first not-so-nice experience with a man in his early 50s when I was 18, and my first fabulous sexual encounter with a gorgeous Hungarian tourist guy met in the street in his middle 20s (who took me to his room in the hostel where he was staying) when I was 19.
 
Came out of the closet at 21 to family and friends (not easy, but definitely not terrible, nobody "rejected" me) when I met a guy 10 years older than me who was living alone and whom I saw regularly for 3-4 months.
And the rest is history.