cany10011

The love you give to cats you get back in return. Dogs give their love pretty unconditionally. I‘m lucky to have both. They somehow all know when I come home waiting at the door with their toys. When I leave for work, they are waiting at their food bowls for a goodbye treat. At night, they all climb into bed when I come out of the shower as they know it is bedtime

Cats and dogs growing up. Have 2 cats and a flat coat retriever. They all get along and are extremely affectionate. One cat thinks she is a dog and plays fetch and even eats from the dog’s food bowl. The dog always yields to the little kitty.

With me, lunch is the interview to determine as to whether or not I will make the "hire"; I do give the escort the choice of his restaurant, he can order that which is his pleasure, and, of course, the "tab" is mine. I do not, however, pay for "time". I may be old and pitiful, but I ain't desperate for company at table. . .yet.

What information would you discern in a lunch interview that you couldn‘t through a phone call or texts that would determine compatability as a sex partner?

When it re-opens, take me to Eleven Madison Park and I won‘t charge a penny!

I don‘t know the number you offered, but in his estimation it was low. Remember their rates are for time. If lunch takes an hour, he should be offered his going rate or something similar. If it were generous enough i think he would have taken it. Once it becomes a series of counteroffers, the date would appear too transactional. I don‘t think as a client it would be a good base from which to start. I find it easier to invite the escort after meeting a few times. The ones I meet usually don‘t charge for meal time, but these are regulars who i see weekly and spend trips and birthdays together.

It hit the news big, though, so punters should have the presence of mind to follow the media.

 

A quarter of a century ago they had a few male dancer nights, called Heaven I think. Mixed crowd but I recall most customers often men. The dancers were equal if not a cut above in looks compared to the gay venue(s) at the time and some would agree to offsite. Like all the clubs back then the lap dances were pretty much out in the open prior to a very vital invention: the cubicle. Prior to this invention I had finessed the skill of coming with a guy grinding on my crotch. LOL. Cubicles were then comparatively a breeze.

Wasn‘t there a street trade bar across the street? Sneakers or Tracks was the name or something???

I recall in Toronto that a straight strip club, Brass Rail, had a stripper that was infected and unknowingly infected the patrons/customers. Unfortunately, government contact tracing could not identify everyone because attendees provided either fake names or fake phone numbers....

I think we are all experiencing a bit of wanderlust (and other types of lust too)... can’t wait to travel more freely...

In Toronto, I highly recommend Jayce https://rent.men/Jayce

He’s an acrobat, so keeps himself in great shape and he’s an awesome bottom.

Wow he has stellar reviews. Sounds like he would make the perfect traveling companion too

I’m baking and eating a lot. Moved back to Toronto to help out my elderly parents. Despite this and all the constant take out, i can still fit my pre lockdown skinny pants and shorts. That’s all that matters to me.

A couple of things. He only admitted to the change after I pushed. He tried to bluff his way into saying no change, only when I quoted the exact language back and I pushed rid he admit to the situation. I certainly was not going to do a shortened overnight and spend more money - that would have just been more stupid. As to naming him he apologized and I will not. By the way not my first rodeo. The reason I agreed to the deposit was that in all fairness to him he had no hotel in Boston and if I had cancelled it would have left him in the lurch. Again highly reviewed on Daddy’s, dozens positive on RM.

Sounds like his actions do not befit a well-reviewed provider.

I wouldn’t expect to see my $ deposit again. I would have tried to salvage it by asking for a multi-hour playtime on Saturday or have the overnight and just pay him for the overnight and not the full quoted amount (which includes lunch) and be done with it. It was very unfair for him to change the morning departure without asking you first since he knew already that he promised/quoted his rate including lunch with you.

With the ”hard feelings” i don’t think I would be in a mood to enjoy the date anyways though a good escort will know how to cheer you up and make amends. Though I wonder if he really is a “good” escort?

I went to a brothel or two. In the first, it was a suburban apartment with boys. I didn't choose any, so they asked what I liked,, which was essentially a blond Dutch boy (you could say boy then and it didn't mean underage.) Well, the guy they sent wasn't great, but I felt obligated since he came in to see me.

The second one was more famous, down the street from What Not or whatever it was called. Here I met a beautiful Romanian guy. We smoked pot, but he was aghast that I didn't want to mix it with tobacco. The beautiful boy was quite the dud in bed. He stood at the door for a tip but I just smiled at him.

I remember WhyNot, on another trip, another straight friend went with me there and hired a Ricky Martin look -alike for me. WhyNot bar had these bordello rooms with red lights, jacuzzi bathtub and bed. We had a blast and I recall the rates were very reasonable.

Thermas Day and Night saunas--yes! Such great memories! I seem to recall a dark room where guys would sit along the perimeter and those passing through the room walked a very narrow, walled path--lots of touching and more.

Met a hot Dutch farmer there... he gave me his number and address (pre facebook). Sadly, never met up again

Agree. The Amsterdam pre Euro is definitely different. Very much cleaned up. No more male brothels

I think the Amsterdam heyday is over. A nice museum or two, but otherwise...

I was in Montreal at the Black and Blue party in October one year and you could feel the frisson of sex up and down St. Catherines. I was with a friend who wanted to check out the saunas (believe it was called 4,5,6 or something like that). There was a long line just waiting to get in... so I was a little annoyed at this and just waited outside the queue while my friend went up to ask about how long it would take. As I was just standing outside the corner, a guy caught my eye and we both cruised each other (I rarely do this) and he came over chatted and had a nice “connection”. My friend comes back and the 3 of us had a nice round of introductions and chats and decided that we would just go back to the hotel for a 3 some. It was a little awkward as my friend and I never fooled around before... we’re like sisters, but we all had fun in the heat of the moment.

I went to Amsterdam in the late 1990s to visit a friend who was finishing his MBA in Paris and was taking the train up to meet me. Before heading to the airport, i went on the aol gay chat room for Amsterdam and chatted up with a local who asked me where I was staying. We had a brief, but friendly chat and off i went to grab the car service to EWR. Once landing, I was a little groggy and checked into the Jolly Carlton Hotel and a few hours later, the phone rings and the hotel receptionist says, there is a Mr. XXX here to see you. He had the same name as my classmate so I presumed he was coming up to meet me. It turned out to be the Dutch guy who i chatted with online. He was lanky, blonde and gorgeous- turned out to be a Hugo Boss model. That type of guy today would definitely not be giving me the time of day today, unless I were paying him.... We had a sordid and delightful late afternoon romp in the hotel that broke the bed. He gave me great travel advice and was a great welcome to the city. That afternoon marked the first of many fun times with locals especially in the Thermas Day and Night saunas

This reminds me of a trick an escort showed me a very very long time ago. Place your hand very close to your partner’s skin or -better- to his hard dick and, without actually touching him or establishing any physical contact, move your hand as if caressing him. Believe me, the mere sensation of the “about to touch him”, if performed close enough, can make his dick bounce and his body twitch in anticipation. It works wonders. ?

Oooh.. I’m learning so much

echoing @cany10011 , I want to hear what the trick was. I keep thinking of the "Venus Butterfly" in the old LA Law TV show...

Perhaps another thread needs to be started on “things you do to make him go wild in bed”......I’m sure I’m not too old to learn new tricks.

I was a virgin at 22 and went on a straight cruise with a gay friend hoping for a love connection. It didn’t happen between us that trip (or ever). However, he did convince me that a slot machine attendant had been eyeing me all week, which I thought was some cruel joke. I didn’t believe it but I struck up a conversation with the attendant anyway.

 

Hours later he had me face down on my bed massaging my body. He said “I’m going to teach you something that you’ll share with every lover for the rest of your life.” And he did. And I have.

 

14 years have passed and I’ve used that trick on over 100 men.

Inquiring minds want to know .......

The problem with this viewpoint is no one living in the city cares that it exactly the same for us Long Islanders with exception of getting in your car and driving home from the train. Apparently, we are supposed to suck it up and deal with the inconvenience for your sake.

Respectfully, i didn’t chose to live on LI. Everyone has a choice to where they want to live. My friends who live in LI also have a spare condo on the UWS so they stay there when it is a late night. I’m sure one can find willing escorts to travel to LI, provided the compensation is there.

Even to visit friends in LI is a chore. The LIRR isn’t really that bad, and the ride is only 50 minutes or so but seems psychologically far as the trains only return every hour during late evenings. And then, from the LIRR I have to get a car or wait for my friend to pick me up and drive another 15 minutes to their house.

Well I just checked rm for NYC...

 

If you put top as the only position you only get 3 pages of escorts, with the view set in grid view as opposed to list view.

 

With versatile as the only listing you get 4 pages in grid view...

 

With bottom it’s only one page... However, if you assume versatile means they are at least willing to attempt to botttom and you add the other catorgores (top/versatile, versatile, and versatile/bottom) you get 7 pages. So I think there are more willing bottoms in NYC than “strict” tops.

That has been my experience too.

Yes, but Congress rims that ass every day

And poor Melania does that every night....

Pretty stunning! Igor, Jacob and Grischa are the types of hung, smooth twunks who could clean up here. Hiring them in Moscow, however, could result in surreptitious tracking by the FSB.

I agree So tempting though!!!