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Eton, not Elton

I had the misfortune of having two older brothers who preceded me at a private school where sports and academics were equally emphasized, modelled on the English “public” schools like Eton and Rugby. Misfortune because my brothers were more gifted at organized sports than I was. I arrived in grade 7, the last year of junior school, with expectations that I would be like my older brothers. I quickly dispelled that notion by my absolute ineptitude in football, basketball, hockey and baseball. All of these sports were compulsory so there was no way of avoiding them. The poorer athletes like myself were relegated to the “house” teams, which only played within the school. The better athletes, like my brothers, played on the school teams which competed with other schools in the city.
 
The picture was not altogether dismal, however, because in primary school I had spent a lot of time skipping rope with the girls in my class (Shades of things to come). However, what I didn’t realize at that formative age was that skipping rope is something many professional athletes do, such as boxers. So I became very agile and flexible, and built up stamina in my limbs. This was to help me in gym and later in life when I took up many sports such as tennis, horseback riding, downhill and cross country skiing and waterskiing. I got to be pretty good at most of these sports, at least an intermediate level. Along the way I have stopped doing most of these sports but it was a gradual casting aside of the skis and rackets etc.
 
Today I swim at least once a week but usually more often and I spend a good 45 minutes doing laps. My two brothers are physical wrecks, having sustained many injuries through contact sports and putting on too much weight. I gave up going to a gym a decade ago but by then I had preserved my ideal weight throughout my life and now face old age fairly well equipped physically. I work equally hard on the mental part as well, another legacy of my school days.

Lol, I know exactly who you're referring to. Him and I have "shared" clients more than once, but we've never met. He's close to a client friend of mine I've had for years in Montana. I propositioned him to do a Rentmen video to boost our ratings while he was visiting Kansas city, but he wasn't open to it. And we both know the same clients.
 
I have reached out to him on more than one occasion, he doesn't seem in tune with other providers or trying to network. That's not a put down, but I suggested collaborating together and he always just goes silent. I've asked him about Denver and said there a lot of flakes there, he didn't respond.
 
I wish more ethnic escorts would do like R&B and hip hop artists do: collaborate. Idk why there's this competitive fear of working together like one guy is going to take from the other. I even addressed this on the forum before. We can make more money working together, than trying to hog it all to oneself.
 
Fortunately, a bartender in Denver I've known for years just started escorting...and him and I plan to make a JFF video together. And because he's so popular, this'll be an instant hit overnight. Can't wait lol.
 
 

 
That’s tragic. But may I ask: will you stop hiring right now due to fear or catching it, or from the way it may affect you financially?
 
A vaccine is still no sure fire way that you won’t end up getting effects of the virus. Also have you been tested to see if perhaps you’ve already been exposed?
 
I also will say: a client friend of mine told me that many people who are on ARV’s aka HIV meds, have not made up the majority dying from it.
 
Think about it: are we seeing a slew of gay men, or gay HIV positive men being disproportionately affected by this? Not from what I’ve heard. Something with this virus is similar to HIV (from what I’ve read, I’m not a scientist??‍?lol), and many gay men are either on HIV meds or are on Prep. And every week, I keep seeing the same queens online from 2 years ago. So the 200,000+ who have died, doesn’t add up to all 200,000 being sexually active or gay men like in the AIDS epidemic. Granted there’s the indirect risks, but I feel a decision between 2 consenting adults doesn’t bear responsibility for the health of multitudes. Unless of course, those 2 consenting adults are Adam and Eve lol.
 
Point is: hire as usual. The industry needs clients to hire. Otherwise, it may not be the same when you return.

I did not get any of the Sports Genes - not speed, nor eye/hand coordination with balls (I’ve gotten better at that! ) not brute strength, nor shower room dominance. I have always had long legs, so balance was often a struggle with a higher center of gravity, and TBH any sort of competitive streak in me is short lived. (I can’t stand to watch reality competition shows, not even DragRace)
 
It’s almost impossible to imagine living a child-to-grownup life in America without devotion to some sport, isn’t it?
 
Not when you got all the Imagination Genes.

Softball....swimming...skiing....cycling...My brother had the first skate shop in Venice Beach and we both taught skating...I like competitive sports..after a broken shoulder (cycling) and a broken knee (skiing) I stick to swimming.

I had the misfortune of having two older brothers who preceded me at a private school where sports and academics were equally emphasized, modelled on the English “public” schools like Eton and Rugby. Misfortune because my brothers were more gifted at organized sports than I was. I arrived in grade 7, the last year of junior school, with expectations that I would be like my older brothers. I quickly dispelled that notion by my absolute ineptitude in football, basketball, hockey and baseball. All of these sports were compulsory so there was no way of avoiding them. The poorer athletes like myself were relegated to the “house” teams, which only played within the school. The better athletes, like my brothers, played on the school teams which competed with other schools in the city.
 
The picture was not altogether dismal, however, because in primary school I had spent a lot of time skipping rope with the girls in my class (Shades of things to come). However, what I didn’t realize at that formative age was that skipping rope is something many professional athletes do, such as boxers. So I became very agile and flexible, and built up stamina in my limbs. This was to help me in gym and later in life when I took up many sports such as tennis, horseback riding, downhill and cross country skiing and waterskiing. I got to be pretty good at most of these sports, at least an intermediate level. Along the way I have stopped doing most of these sports but it was a gradual casting aside of the skis and rackets etc.
 
Today I swim at least once a week but usually more often and I spend a good 45 minutes doing laps. My two brothers are physical wrecks, having sustained many injuries through contact sports and putting on too much weight. I gave up going to a gym a decade ago but by then I had preserved my ideal weight throughout my life and now face old age fairly well equipped physically. I work equally hard on the mental part as well, another legacy of my school days.

I just realized I misspelt racquets, as I was thinking besides tennis, I have played squash and badminton (and racquets once) and my old friends are hanging up in the garden shed. I also loved sailing and once took my lover out on a two person catamaran in Hawaii and gave him a wild ride.
 
In the 80’s I learned how to windsurf and had my own board at my cottage, which I could do when no-one else was around. I took up scuba diving briefly on three trips to the Caribbean and will never forget the night dives. I tried target shooting with rifles and once with a pistol but didn’t have good enough eyesight. And finally, I wasn’t a bad curler, a winter sport popular here in Canada but not so much in the US. I learned that in high school and was good enough to get on the school team to play against other schools.
 
Thinking back, I guess I was jack of all trades and master of none, when it came to sports.

I had the misfortune of having two older brothers who preceded me at a private school where sports and academics were equally emphasized, modelled on the English “public” schools like Eton and Rugby. Misfortune because my brothers were more gifted at organized sports than I was. I arrived in grade 7, the last year of junior school, with expectations that I would be like my older brothers. I quickly dispelled that notion by my absolute ineptitude in football, basketball, hockey and baseball. All of these sports were compulsory so there was no way of avoiding them. The poorer athletes like myself were relegated to the “house” teams, which only played within the school. The better athletes, like my brothers, played on the school teams which competed with other schools in the city.
 
The picture was not altogether dismal, however, because in primary school I had spent a lot of time skipping rope with the girls in my class (Shades of things to come). However, what I didn’t realize at that formative age was that skipping rope is something many professional athletes do, such as boxers. So I became very agile and flexible, and built up stamina in my limbs. This was to help me in gym and later in life when I took up many sports such as tennis, horseback riding, downhill and cross country skiing and waterskiing. I got to be pretty good at most of these sports, at least an intermediate level. Along the way I have stopped doing most of these sports but it was a gradual casting aside of the skis and rackets etc.
 
Today I swim at least once a week but usually more often and I spend a good 45 minutes doing laps. My two brothers are physical wrecks, having sustained many injuries through contact sports and putting on too much weight. I gave up going to a gym a decade ago but by then I had preserved my ideal weight throughout my life and now face old age fairly well equipped physically. I work equally hard on the mental part as well, another legacy of my school days.

I just realized I misspelt racquets, as I was thinking besides tennis, I have played squash and badminton (and racquets once) and my old friends are hanging up in the garden shed. I also loved sailing and once took my lover out on a two person catamaran in Hawaii and gave him a wild ride.
 
In the 80’s I learned how to windsurf and had my own board at my cottage, which I could do when no-one else was around. I took up scuba diving briefly on three trips to the Caribbean and will never forget the night dives. I tried target shooting with rifles and once with a pistol but didn’t have good enough eyesight. And finally, I wasn’t a bad curler, a winter sport popular here in Canada but not so much in the US. I learned that in high school and was good enough to get on the school team to play against other schools.
 
Thinking back, I guess I was jack of all trades and master of none, when it came to sports.

Thanks for posting this photo of Brando with his arm around Tennessee Williams. The photo appears in John Lahr’s biography of Williams but he attributes it to the “ bad notice” party Williams threw after the opening of his new play Summer and Smoke In October of 1948 which had been panned by the critics. After the party, Brando took him for a ride on his motorcycle around New York. Later Williams said he enjoyed the ride, feeling the exhilarating surge of power of the machine underneath them and clamping his knees around Brando’s buttocks. That would be some ride.

I had the misfortune of having two older brothers who preceded me at a private school where sports and academics were equally emphasized, modelled on the English “public” schools like Eton and Rugby. Misfortune because my brothers were more gifted at organized sports than I was. I arrived in grade 7, the last year of junior school, with expectations that I would be like my older brothers. I quickly dispelled that notion by my absolute ineptitude in football, basketball, hockey and baseball. All of these sports were compulsory so there was no way of avoiding them. The poorer athletes like myself were relegated to the “house” teams, which only played within the school. The better athletes, like my brothers, played on the school teams which competed with other schools in the city.
 
The picture was not altogether dismal, however, because in primary school I had spent a lot of time skipping rope with the girls in my class (Shades of things to come). However, what I didn’t realize at that formative age was that skipping rope is something many professional athletes do, such as boxers. So I became very agile and flexible, and built up stamina in my limbs. This was to help me in gym and later in life when I took up many sports such as tennis, horseback riding, downhill and cross country skiing and waterskiing. I got to be pretty good at most of these sports, at least an intermediate level. Along the way I have stopped doing most of these sports but it was a gradual casting aside of the skis and rackets etc.
 
Today I swim at least once a week but usually more often and I spend a good 45 minutes doing laps. My two brothers are physical wrecks, having sustained many injuries through contact sports and putting on too much weight. I gave up going to a gym a decade ago but by then I had preserved my ideal weight throughout my life and now face old age fairly well equipped physically. I work equally hard on the mental part as well, another legacy of my school days.

In reading many posts on this forum over the past few years, I’ve noticed that we have a wide variety of interest in sports. Some members are enthusiastic fans and post in-depth observations of certain happenings that only a true aficionado would know. Then there are others who apparently don’t know sticks, bats and clubs from balls, nets and cleats. And that’s okay.
 
So growing up, were you into sports? Tried ‘em and failed? Went into a panic attack just by the mere mention of “PE” class? How did you survive those adolescent years when you were the last dude picked for dodge ball? Or were you right up there with the jocks and managed to keep your “lavender” side in check?
 
I’ll make my entry brief. I knew I was gay practically from the day I was born. And with two very straight older jock brothers and a dad who was a small-college coach, sports was a huge part of growing up. I was never a star athlete, but I could hold my own in Little League and YMCA football. I learned quickly in high school that the way to be a cool “guy” was to be a team player, and the route I took was team “manager”. You went to all the practices, to all the games, and you earned a “letter jacket” but you could still suck at free throws and nobody cared. After high school, I followed the same path and was on the sports team “management” staff all through college. Of course a huge benefit was locker-room time, but it did require a tremendous amount of restraint as you can imagine.
 
Fast forward 30 years later. I still love sports - weekends have me glued to games. But, unlike my jock brothers, I find plenty of time for theater, opera, music, art, etc. If I were offered tickets to watch the Chiefs or attend the Lyric Opera in Kansas City, I’d have a tough time choosing, pre-pandemic, of course.
 
So, gentlemen, are you a sports fan or not? Were sports part of growing up? Or somewhere in between? I’ve never been around balls of any kind that I didn’t enjoy playing with. Looking forward to your comments.

I doesn't persuade me. Sorry.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

Marlon Brando with pants bursting open
 


Marlon Brando in age 25 in 1949
 
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Tennessee Williams on the set of “A Streetcar named Desire” with Marlon Brando, who played Stanley.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I am of the generation that went through the AIDS epidemic from beginning to end. Just thankful I survived it.

I agree, it is kinda hard to get a guy to cum by sucking only. I think it depends on the age of the oral top guy and how long it's been since he has busted last time. It also depends the oral bottom guy's skill. I find the guy at pornhub named bellatrixxxy has great sucking skills, it's probably hard to not to cum if sucked by this guy.

My little dog. He offers unconditional love which is all I ever wanted

Definitely not Charle’s son.

It’s like a cum facial but more primal somehow. Clear is better. It’s good on your body as well as in your mouth. Awesome when mixed with cum, like right after eating cum then getting pissed on to wash it off or down your throat. It’s not for everyone but I love it!