Did you ever escort?

Two words:

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ROUNDS

Never! Not once! EVER!!!!!

I am a good girl.

I did not, though I had a few offers.

In fact, I did in the 1990s to pay my way through (a very expensive, excellent) college.

I was a workoutaholic and had a fantastic, ripped body. (Still do. Not quite as ripped, but Daddy Ripped). Fantastic glutes. Contrary to what you think about escorts, I am not well endowed. I was and am quite good looking. (I know this sounds like arrogant egotism, but it's true.) I'm also a nice guy who genuinely cared about the guys who came to me for service. I did nothing dangerous or gross. I always wore condoms. I asked them in advance not to smoke beforehand and had a strict no-hard-drugs policy.

After the first few months, I cultivated a half dozen guys who came to trust me to not judge them,, to be discreet, and who understood I that understood what they needed. We got into regular schedules (once a week, or every two weeks, or once a month). They paid me well; I treated them well. For two years, I pulled in about $4000/month. I'd occasionally say "yes" to a visiting big spender.

I learned a LOT about human nature and a LOT about myself. It was fun (although sometimes it wasn't). It was a lot to juggle with school, but I survived largely debt free. I never got an STI. I got very, very good at learning how to please other men.

Did you ever meet one of your clients later in life, R4?

[quote]I was a workoutaholic and had a fantastic, ripped body. (Still do. Not quite as ripped, but Daddy Ripped). Fantastic glutes. Contrary to what you think about escorts, I am not well endowed. I was and am quite good looking. (I know this sounds like arrogant egotism, but it's true.)

I will have to be the judge of that. Photos please.

I ran away from home when I was a senior in high school and while I never actually exchanged sex for money or drugs, I had a several guys who I knew would welcome me when I showed up on their doorstep unannounced, feed me, let me shower, and stay as long as I wanted if I’d have sex with them. None of them were gross, or really even creepy, but I would t have had sex with any of them just based on mutual attraction. When I found a friend that I could move in with while I finished high school I never had sex with any of them.

No, but I drove one. First car. Biggest piece of shit Ford ever made. Next to the Pinto. And a few dozen other cars. What were we talking about?

R5: I moved cross country and never saw any of these guys again. I do email with two of them regularly. R6: When I start my OnlyFans, you'll be the first to know.

If man splash sperms on face, doo you call it escort? In my country, we call it architect.

A few times. It wasn’t as much fun as I expected and I blew the money stupidly. Got an education, though.

It wasn't me but I had a friend that did it (and no, he didn't die!)

In HS I was sorta friends with a guy that was cute, a bit nerdy but cute. We never fooled around but right before we both went off to college we came out to each other. Didn't keep in touch.

About 10, 11 years later was around the time I started being online (late 90s) and on AOL, etc. and I met someone on AOL with some shared sex interests, and we agree to meet at a bar. Of course it was him. He outgrew his awkwardness (and he said I did too, LOL) and instead of a towheaded nerd with taped up glasses he looked hot as fuck (think a very lean, muscled Peter Krause). We had ridiculously hot sex at his place, which was very nice....

....and then he told me, confided in me I guess, that he'd paid for his home with escorting, which he'd started to do during college. One of the guys he'd fooled around with early on sort of became his Henry Higgins and helped him get to a gym, etc. and just sort of taught him culture, grooming, etc. And as it turned out, good news travels.....that guy's friends wanted to have playtime with a twink-turned-twunk with a long dangling dick, and at some point with one of them I guess "let me fly you to Provincetown for the weekend" turned into "let me pay you for your time."

Nice guy, for sure. Never thought he would be the type to do that, but since he knew me he was always relaxed with me....I guess I never saw him "at work" or around his clients. It's sort of exciting to think about, though.

Ah, Rounds. A college boy has got to eat! And pay rent. Buy art supplies, camera, sports gear. OK... car, winter break in Switzerland, summer in Paris.

I am very well endowed. At my college gym (this was ten years ago), an older, handsome guy (who turned out to be a professor, thankfully in a different major) chatted me up and offered me some nice funds if he could fellate me. Returned about once/month for three years. As a bonus, to this day, no one has ever done me as well as he did.

I did it for free.

R8 = lesbian.

I was molested.

Nope. Just a slut.

I feel obligated to advise R14 that this thread......

R19: It's big enough that you should be able to see it from where you are.

Escort?

You are a whore, Darlin’

I never escorted, but I did pay the bills writing pron for gay magazines for a few years when I was fresh out of college. The pay was lousy, but the research was fun.

I've posted on DL before. I did escort. Early 90s. LA..SF...Atlanta..Dallas...Good times. And yes I met some male celebs. Also met some producers. etc. I worked for an agency in SF. I answered one of their ads in B.A.R. I was the cute blonde college twink. The money was great too.

I tried, and failed. A friend of a friend started an escort agency and asked me if I'd like to work for him. I went out on one call and I couldn't get it up for the client. He paid me. I left. I gave the agency guy his cut and went home. I never did it again.

"NO, I'M NOT OUT HERE TURNING TRICKS! I'M NOT A $20 WHORE!!! I'M NOT A CRACK WHORE EITHER.

When I was young and hot, I did it once just to see what the experience would be like. Spoiler, not fun. It wasn't scary or dangerous or anything traumatic, but the guy was considerably older (50s?) and not appealing. Thank God I've never been in a financial position to depend on that to live.

I was broke, 17, and trying to get by in NYC. I was a tall, skinny stoop-shouldered kid with acne, not hustler material, but I was kinda desperate. I went to some bar I heard boys went to to pick up tricks, can't remember the name, and this guy who looked like John Wayne Gacy picked me up and drove me out to his apartment in Far Rockaway. I didn't know enough to ask for the money first so I did what he wanted, which was just a basic belly rub. Afterwards I kept hoping he'd give me the $20, which I needed, but when we got to the car he unlocked the driver's door, got in, and took off, leaving me standing there. In Far Rockaway. I wanted to cry.

Never tried it again, even after the acne cleared up.

$20?? Are you in your late 70s and this happened in the 1960s? 1950s? When my friends were working rounds in the 80s it was $200 a toss. Which is pretty amazing because in many cities in the world you cans still get an escort for $200!

I did it to earn money to put myself through undergrad and law school. It was an “interesting” 7 years. This was back in the late 70s / early 80s. What a time to be a whore - before AIDS and during the beginning of AIDS.

I had a crush on a guy that mutual friends of mine knew. He had some kind of decent job somewhere.

I worked downtown in an area where a lot of the gay bars and adult bookstores were located, as well as an alley where the male hustlers would offer their wares, so to speak. I had to walk down the main street that the alley crossed to get my bus and I was shocked to see him walking back that way.

I assumed that perhaps he was on foot looking for a hustler and was shocked when another friend told me that no, he was turning tricks.

No judgement on anyone doing sex work but I just wondered what drove him to do it, if he already had what was apparently a well paying job elsewhere.

[quote]$20?? Are you in your late 70s and this happened in the 1960s? 1950s?

Yep. Twenty bucks. And I didn't even get the twenty. I had no game. This was the early 70s. I knew a guy who hustled himself on 53rd Street for fifty bucks but he was a lot hotter than I was. They would have laughed me out of Rounds. Eventually the acne cleared up, my body filled out, I got a job, and I started attracting a better demographic, for free.

(my experience) = The SF street hustlers would go to QT Bar (1312 Post St.)

"In the 1970s and ’80s, the QT was the hustler bar on the block. Once a week it hosted an amateur strip night, where young guys, just off the Greyhound bus from out of town, shed their clothes for the local gays. For every drink you bought, you got a ticket to vote on which hustler should win the $100 prize. “The cocktail waiter had a crush on me and would give me handfuls of tickets without buying drinks,” recalls Bus Station John, a DJ who has been spinning in the TL for decades. “I would always vote for the most unappealing, paunchiest hustler on stage.”

Too bad that R4 didn’t learn how to write at that expensive college if his.

I AM NOT A PROSTATUTE!

R27 Was that you??

[quote] “I would always vote for the most unappealing, paunchiest hustler on stage.”

My kind of man. ♥

R35 Grins. Where's my twenty bucks you bastard?!

I was never an escort, but my boyfriends were very successful men who were older than me. You would know a couple of them if I named them. I flew around the world multiple times on vacations and business trips. I had the best designer clothes. One of them bought me a brand new BMW and another gave me his 3 year old Porsche.

Here's the thing: I loved them! I thought of them as my boyfriend and would have done anything for them. I was totally devoted to them.

once

honestly, I just wanted cab fare, but he wanted more, and I asked for more.

I grew rather prodigiously rather young. And was (and am) a swimmer. Uncle of a teammate would pay me to chart my development. Sounds creepy but wasn't (and was lucrative).

R40 oh honey, that is SUPER creepy. But thanks for sharing it. Shiver!

I did it all for free and I did a lot of it.

sF gay boy were you cute and nubile in 1977?

[quote] $20?? Are you in your late 70s and this happened in the 1960s? 1950s? When my friends were working rounds in the 80s it was $200 a toss. Which is pretty amazing because in many cities in the world you cans still get an escort for $200!

Oh, STFU, that was a good (and sad) story at R27. And yeah, there are a lot of older people posting on DL.

Yeah I did in NYC in the 90s. The was the .com boom and a lot of money floating around. I was more of a companion than an escort. I went to dinner a some of the best restaurants at the time, went to broadway, traveled some. It was all through AOL chatroom NYC M4M escorts or something like that. I actually didn't have a ton of sex, at least anal sex. A lot of married guys terrified of diseases, so they didn't get too crazy. Marriot Marquis in Time Sqaure was like whore central. But I had a great time, met some really nice guys. Some who took care of me for a period of time so I didn't have to see anyone else . Nothing crazy - paid rent, shopping sprees, dinner. It wasn't like I was on some yacht off the Amalfi Coast. As R4 says, you learn a ton about people, and make good contacts if you're smart about it.

^ Just chuckling to myself remembering some stupid expensive dinner at La Cote Basque in NYC - Dover Sole, a Grand Marnier Souffle and a $500 bottle of wine which all too rich for my stomach and I went home and proceeded to throw it all up.

Of course! I did live in North Hollywood.

[quote] sF gay boy were you cute and nubile in 1977?

Oh honey, SF Gay Boy was over 40 in 1977. Found him...

Gottink tired of renting poosey to rich mens, so finally made an anchor baby. Pays better than spreadink legs for strangers

I did it a couple of times. So did my first serious boyfriend. Kind of My Own Private Minnesota.

R43 I had a runner's build, a sexy mind, a happy outlook, and a heart-shaped face.

R48 GFY. I've kept the build and the outlook. The face not so much. And, dearest, what do you look like?

^ Not like the cryptkeeper. And fuck 'em if they can't take a joke.

Escort doesn't mean hot, it means available for purchase. Not everyone who buys company wants an absolute jock stud. They want company, they can want smarts, they can want conversation, they could want someone that looks like a boyfriend, they can just want a big dick that could be attached to anyone. I was an escort and I am a short, average dick, average body, sweet 23 yo kid from Ohio in NYC at the time who happened to find clients into me who wanted my company.

Has anyone here ever been "kept?" I always thought of it in terms of "classy hooker."

[quote]Escort doesn't mean hot, it means available for purchase.

Indeed. I purchased four or five of them one month. As in real life, only one was someone I wanted to see again. I didn't see him again, as I was afraid of getting hooked on a hooker, but we were surely very compatible (I paid him for an hour; he stayed for three).