I had a few days away this week, across to Germany to see a lovely gentleman who means an awful lot more to me than a passing client. He's a very kind and considerate man who only has my best interests at heart and I don't discuss him on my blog because the time I spend with him is very private and personal and not open to public discussion. He makes regular recommendations to me about how I should move myself forward and how I should progress, should I wish to stay in this work for another 10 years. Very few guys take a personal interest in me, in this way and so I do take notice of what he says to me because he only wants the very best for me.
Over dinner, in a very fine restaurant, he paid me a lovely compliment, he said that my role as a gay male escort for executive men is a role that I apparently do......so well. I've never thought of it in those terms. I am just me. I am just a normal guy with no airs and graces but someone who likes nice clothes, fine wines, the arts and theatre and to travel. When I first came into this work, many moons ago, I was just another name in the newspaper and then as the internet took off, I was just another name online. He had read a study in the Economist about how sex work had moved from a locally advertised type of service into a hands on, readily accessible internet explosion and asked me if that had any bearing on how I matured as an escort.
This was something I have touched upon in this blog in the past, but it isn't until someone from the outside, looking in, questions it, that you start to question it yourself. Apparently, I do it so well. So how did this normal, unassuming guy, from Newcastle upon Tyne, change from being a shy, intelligent office worker into a sought after gentleman companion for executives.
When I first started out as an escort, my work came from word of mouth. The internet was about, but not at the scale we have it at today where it's now classed as an essential utility. Back in the late 90's it was still in it's infancy with dial up, the only option available, on 0845 numbers. No one had a hands on, permanent fibre optic connection or 4G phones in those days. Having a mobile was novel in itself then, so as technology has exploded, so has sex.
When I first started, I was a gangly thing, tall and skinny with long facial features. I was almost exclusively bottom and most, if not 90% of my appointments were half hours at my home, outcalls were a rarity. As I got older, I got more confidence and before I knew it, I had moved house a few times, gone full time with escorting and I had matured into a mid 30's man. I still have the mind and feelings of a 20 year old but those days are long gone and I have the intelligence and manners of more mature guy now and maybe that's what moved me along a little and molded me into the person I have become.
I had a very good upbringing. My father had a very good job, I came from a reasonably good Irish family, moving here from East London. I had a good education and continued my education until I was 25, hence why I am highly qualified in another field. Because of my upbringing, high level of education and impeccable manners, I was able to adapt these skills into an ever changing world of escorting and sex work. Many female escorts move into specialised sectors as they get older, like domination or, dare I say, as mistresses for men seeking adult baby type appointments. I am not dominant and I am not keen on babies to begin with and that's not really the sort of sectors I would mature into easily and therefore I pooled all of my skills I had learned from my childhood, teenage years, work life and student days and became a gentleman escort for gentlemen themselves.
I have no idea when that journey began, I just seemed to progressively move into that sector as I got older. I see a number of executive men from all sections of the community. I travel an awful lot these days too, something unheard of 10 years or so ago. This year alone, I have been abroad numerous times, I have been to London and the south of the country on a number of occasions, plus in the last two months alone I have been to a North Yorkshire country house hotel and a Leeds city hotel for lunch and afternoon fun, both of which were out of my normal catchment area and a train ride away. These are all big big appointments where I take a day or two out of my schedule to attend. These arn't your hour long, wham bam, thank you ma'am liaisons.
So.... what do I do so well ?
I can converse on anyone's level. I know a lot about politics, the financial markets and world current events. I can gossip about celebrities, recite funny incidents that happen to me in my day to day work and keep the conversation and fun going along nicely on a longer appointment.
I dress immaculately. I buy new shirts, new jeans, new underwear and a new formal or semi-formal jacket for almost every executive appointment. I have to look good and the investment in myself is always appreciated. It's especially important to look and dress good, I like the gentlemen I see to appreciate that money they spend on me is invested in looking good for them. When I visit a gentleman for an appointment, I will be wearing a crisp, freshly laundered, in season shirt, with quality designer jeans, expensive handmade shoes and designer underwear. I will have another shirt for dinner, plus another to travel home with the following day, or more shirts and jeans if I am staying for a few days. I don't just turn up in one shirt and wear that all bloody day.
I will take along a bag with everything, as requested. Whether it be a selection of sex toys, some airport security approved playtime handcuffs or a special item they've bought for me on a trip away, that's exclusively for them. It's always there and I never forget.
I conduct myself perfectly at all times. I don't smoke or take drugs. If I am flying to a gentleman or taking a train, I may have a glass of wine or gin and tonic on my journey down but I wouldn't turn up pissed. Conduct isn't just about being well behaved, because in the bedroom I am certainly not well behaved, it's about timekeeping, making sure you plan ahead, arriving on time, being able to talk at the same level as the person you're sharing time with and knowing how to use a knife and fork properly. Impeccable manners are as much about an executive appointment as anything else.
You have to be able to drive. Yes, I often get the train and the odd plane but you have to be able to get yourself to local outcall appointments with ease. Many outcalls are to country house hotels or golfing venues, most of which are 20 miles or so outside of the city. I often get outcalls to strange towns, inaccessible by train, such as Dumfries, Scarborough or Harrogate, where a car is as essential as lube and condoms.
When one of my longer, executive gentlemen visit me on an incall, I always have chilled wine or a gin and tonic ready, something that's always appreciated. I answer the door, looking fabulous. I offer to collect them by car at the station or airport and always wear a formal jacket in the car. My car is an executive vehicle and to new clients, it's the first thing they notice when I pick them up at their arrival location. This stays with them throughout because, we all know, first impressions count. These are things that other escorts don't seem to think about.
Apparently, I do it so well. Well, what I do well is forethought and planning and I learn and understand the individual likes and needs of each and every gentleman I see and I ensure that each and every moment spent with me lives up to their tailor made expectations because my commitment, attention to detail and reliability can not be matched or surpassed.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Monday, 1 September 2014
Male Sex Work and Society
I was kindly asked by Harrington Park Press, in New York, to review an academic publication that is being released this week (on Tuesday 2nd September 2014). They sent me a copy of the book, pre-release, in late July and it's been my bedtime reading for a number of weeks. I have written an honest and factual review which is independent and in no way influenced by the publisher or authors of the book.
Within research and the
current debate about sex work , there exists a gap in our knowledge
and understanding of the male sex worker as a distinct group. The
feminist ideology that dominates so much of the sex work discourse in
the west, chooses to present sex work as being only about women
selling sex to men. If and when acknowledged, male and indeed trans
sex workers, are recognised only within this politically motivated
narrative of female submission to dominant male sexual desire. The
complex and varied experiences within the male sex work narrative
have too often been reduced to a caricature of a feminised boy, to
assimilate easily within this politicised perspective of sex work.
The arrival of “Male Sex Work And Society” therefore is a welcome
addition to a growing academic and political awakening to the male
sex worker as being a distinctive subject with a history and culture
deserving of recognition.
The book is a
collection of research by noted academics and specialists in sexual
health and LGBT studies. Despite being a substantial book, it is
easily accessible and each chapter carries its own section of
references. The topics are wide ranging, from a history of male sex
work, the influence of culture on how male sex work is engaged,
perceived and legislated to how sex workers and clients interact.
Continents and countries are dealt with individually, giving a
perspective on male sex work in the United States, Africa, Russia,
Western Europe, China and so forth. Stigma, political and religious
prejudice and their consequences are discussed.
The problems faced by
male sex workers especially in parts of Africa and Russia, where a
growing intolerance and violence toward the LGBT community has
created an especially hostile environment, is engaged at length, in
the book. Interviews with sex workers and their clients are included
too, which gives an authenticity to the research which very often is
missing within academic works. How sex workers feel about themselves,
how they understand and relate to their work, their aspirations and
fears are discussed and referenced extensively. Clients are also
interviewed and it is interesting to note the cultural differences,
but also the similarities.
A chapter on male sex
work and male sexual identity in Latin America was especially
fascinating. Research done by Victor Munichello, Tinashe Dune, Carlos
Disogra and Rodrigo Marino in chapter 15, “Male Sex Work From A
Latin American Perspective” discusses the influence of Catholicism
and the family, in defining male sexual identity and how male sex
workers accommodate and work within those boundaries. Another chapter
on “Male Sex Work In China” by Travis S K Kong, in his research
into the “Money Boy,” again reflects the influence of culture and
politics on how male sex workers identify and work.
I
especially enjoyed the fact that research concentrated on sex work as
a business with reference being made to a variety of marketing
strategies used by male sex workers. Inevitably awareness and
reality of class within societies was also reflected within the sex
work dichotomy, emphasising the influence that education and social
background has helped in optimising earning potential.
The male sex worker in
literature and in cinema has its own chapter and within a western
context, the development of the male sex worker is referenced and
traced within a context of a growing acceptance of sexual diversity
within greater society. Sexual health is naturally discussed
extensively, referencing the negative affects of politics and
culture, of criminalisation, on accessing health services and for
health specialists to monitor sexual health among sex workers.
The importance of
accessing and educating sex workers to help stop the spread of HIV is
discussed. Criminalisation of sex workers especially affects the
sexual health and awareness of those sex workers with social
disadvantages, be that addiction or lack of education, or who are
migrant and who may not speak the host countrys language and are quite often illegal. Those sex workers are the most at risk of
infection.
I concur with the
general consensus in the book that sexual health and social support
for male sex workers in general is secondary to that on offer for
female sex workers. This point in conclusion brings me to my only
criticism. As a more mature sex worker I noted little reference to
older male sex workers, to the wide age age range that exists within
male sex work. The emphasis in the book concurred with the common
perception that male sex work is predominately young boys and men.
From my perspective, advertising extensively throughout the UK and
beyond, this is not the case. I also would have liked
to have seen more references to men selling sex to women. This is an
area of sex work which is beginning to be recognised and researched.
I have a feeling that society may be in for a quite a surprise at the findings.
The book is available for purchase at Amazon UK and is published by Harrington Park Press. I would personally like to thank the publishers of the book for recognising my own blog and contribution to the sex industry and for asking me for my unbiased opinion on it's content.
Thursday, 14 August 2014
Hard To Answer Questions
Every day, escorts like myself, receive telephone calls, emails and texts with mind boggling questions. Sending a text message with "Hi" isn't going to grab my attention because I immediately know that this conversation isn't going anywhere. An email like "Your picture gets mine" doesn't grab me either because I am not particularly interested in seeing your picture. You can come along to my house anyway, regardless of your looks, disability or health. I don't need to know what you look like.
Here are a few recent examples that have been emailed, text and discussed over the phone or face to face in just the last few weeks or so, showing just how difficult these questions are to answer.
"How Far Will You Travel"
This little gem is open ended. I don't know if you're emailing from Dusseldorf or Durham or if I am expected to drive there, get a train or jog along to the airport It would be much easier if you could just email and say "Steve, I live in York, do you travel this far". It's so simple and ensures a quick, reliable and honest response.
"Hi"
My initial reaction is to text back with "Bye". It rhymes and its equally as short. I have on occasion text back with "Bye", usually to guys who are prolific texters or have timewasted me in the past. The younger the texter is, the more they see text messaging as more of an instant chat tool. I am not here for instant chat. Please, say more than "Hi", just something like "Are you working today" is much nicer and more helpful.
"???????"
Feeling ignored, well...... send me a line of question marks whilst I am in an appointment and not texting you back or emailing you back on demand and it will most definitely ensure that you will be ignored, full stop. If you booked an appointment with me, would you like it if I spent half of the appointment time, you're paying for, texting other men. No...... so when I am entertaining and busy with other gentlemen, I won't be replying to you either. If I don't reply instantly on demand within a millisecond it's because I am busy. I will reply as soon as is practically possible. Sending a line of question marks just gets mine and other escorts' backs up, just please..... don't do it.
"How Big Is Your Cock"
Oh how I love this one. I can never ever ever ever ever give the correct answer. If I give it in inches and girth, it's too big, too small, too whatever. If I say above average, it's too big, too small or too whatever. This is a question that gay escorts can't win. Often he will turn around and say "Oh I was wanting someone about 10 inches". Aye.... don't we all.
"Are You Good Looking"
Well I wasn't hit by the ugly stick and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am good looking to some people and not good looking to others, so although I think I am very good for my age, with no lines, moles, wrinkles, spots or blemishes, I may not appeal to certain types of gentlemen. I am the perfect escort for men over 40 but if you're 22 and not into older guys, I am unlikely to be good looking to you.
"Been Busy Today"
I am usually asked this one, as he walks in the door. I've tried the "You're the ninth today" approach (no honestly I've never done nine men in a day) and that doesn't go down well. I've tried the "Oh it's quiet and you're my first" at 9pm approach and they don't believe me so I just say "I've ticked along nicely today". That seems to agree with most guys. They don't feel like they've been in a queuing system and they don't feel like I am lying about being the first of the day, just before the witching hour. I've tried the "Well I've had a few in today" and you get the reply of "Shit, do you think the neighbours noticed another coming in", so I just keep my response to this question, nice and open ended. I realise that this question is just pleasant chit chat and making conversation but you still have to careful how you respond to it.
"If You See Me In The Street......"
No I won't say hello (unless you say hello first) or identify you to friends or introduce myself to your wife. Nor will I phone you, text you or email you. You've nothing to worry about in that department. I know other escorts arn't as discreet and I know of guys who have had distinct problems with escorts, months after an appointment, touting for trade or asking to borrow money but I can assure you... good respectful escorts will never contact you after an appointment. That is the mark of a discreet, reliable and trustworthy person.
"Do You Fancy Going For A Drink Sometime"
Hey, if you fancy taking me for a drink or dinner sometime that's fine with me but make it as part of an appointment. I may not necessarily charge for the time spent taking me for the drink or dinner, depending on how much private time you want to book afterwards, but I don't see guys off the clock. It's an awkward one to answer because when this question is put to you, you don't always know if it means just a general drink sometime or if it means drinks and appointment. If you want to see me 9pm-11pm for 2 hours but fancy a beer in the hotel bar beforehand and provided I am not busy, I am happy to come along at 8pm for a drink first but I wouldn't toddle down to your hotel at 8pm just for a free drink and chitty chat.
"Next Time I Visit Can I Bring Another Escort Along"
Some escorts are cool with this, me.... I am not. I like my privacy. I have a nice apartment in a nice part of town and if you want to bring another escort along, they will also discover where I live and work from. They might be lovely, genuine, trustworthy and all the rest but I require privacy and although the clients all know where I live, I am not comfortable with other escorts knowing where I live. I have real difficulty answering this one honestly without sounding like a twat. It's not that I don't want to fulfill this need you have but, you have to remember, it's my home and most clients don't want an escort in their own home so why do they think I would.
So next time you're on the phone to an escort, texting or emailing an escort or making small talk during an appointment, please realise that there are some stupid things you can ask that can be difficult to answer or that make it more difficult to answer and therefore a little bit tact, intelligence and discretion go a long way.
Steve x
Here are a few recent examples that have been emailed, text and discussed over the phone or face to face in just the last few weeks or so, showing just how difficult these questions are to answer.
"How Far Will You Travel"
This little gem is open ended. I don't know if you're emailing from Dusseldorf or Durham or if I am expected to drive there, get a train or jog along to the airport It would be much easier if you could just email and say "Steve, I live in York, do you travel this far". It's so simple and ensures a quick, reliable and honest response.
"Hi"
My initial reaction is to text back with "Bye". It rhymes and its equally as short. I have on occasion text back with "Bye", usually to guys who are prolific texters or have timewasted me in the past. The younger the texter is, the more they see text messaging as more of an instant chat tool. I am not here for instant chat. Please, say more than "Hi", just something like "Are you working today" is much nicer and more helpful.
"???????"
Feeling ignored, well...... send me a line of question marks whilst I am in an appointment and not texting you back or emailing you back on demand and it will most definitely ensure that you will be ignored, full stop. If you booked an appointment with me, would you like it if I spent half of the appointment time, you're paying for, texting other men. No...... so when I am entertaining and busy with other gentlemen, I won't be replying to you either. If I don't reply instantly on demand within a millisecond it's because I am busy. I will reply as soon as is practically possible. Sending a line of question marks just gets mine and other escorts' backs up, just please..... don't do it.
"How Big Is Your Cock"
Oh how I love this one. I can never ever ever ever ever give the correct answer. If I give it in inches and girth, it's too big, too small, too whatever. If I say above average, it's too big, too small or too whatever. This is a question that gay escorts can't win. Often he will turn around and say "Oh I was wanting someone about 10 inches". Aye.... don't we all.
"Are You Good Looking"
Well I wasn't hit by the ugly stick and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am good looking to some people and not good looking to others, so although I think I am very good for my age, with no lines, moles, wrinkles, spots or blemishes, I may not appeal to certain types of gentlemen. I am the perfect escort for men over 40 but if you're 22 and not into older guys, I am unlikely to be good looking to you.
"Been Busy Today"
I am usually asked this one, as he walks in the door. I've tried the "You're the ninth today" approach (no honestly I've never done nine men in a day) and that doesn't go down well. I've tried the "Oh it's quiet and you're my first" at 9pm approach and they don't believe me so I just say "I've ticked along nicely today". That seems to agree with most guys. They don't feel like they've been in a queuing system and they don't feel like I am lying about being the first of the day, just before the witching hour. I've tried the "Well I've had a few in today" and you get the reply of "Shit, do you think the neighbours noticed another coming in", so I just keep my response to this question, nice and open ended. I realise that this question is just pleasant chit chat and making conversation but you still have to careful how you respond to it.
"If You See Me In The Street......"
No I won't say hello (unless you say hello first) or identify you to friends or introduce myself to your wife. Nor will I phone you, text you or email you. You've nothing to worry about in that department. I know other escorts arn't as discreet and I know of guys who have had distinct problems with escorts, months after an appointment, touting for trade or asking to borrow money but I can assure you... good respectful escorts will never contact you after an appointment. That is the mark of a discreet, reliable and trustworthy person.
"Do You Fancy Going For A Drink Sometime"
Hey, if you fancy taking me for a drink or dinner sometime that's fine with me but make it as part of an appointment. I may not necessarily charge for the time spent taking me for the drink or dinner, depending on how much private time you want to book afterwards, but I don't see guys off the clock. It's an awkward one to answer because when this question is put to you, you don't always know if it means just a general drink sometime or if it means drinks and appointment. If you want to see me 9pm-11pm for 2 hours but fancy a beer in the hotel bar beforehand and provided I am not busy, I am happy to come along at 8pm for a drink first but I wouldn't toddle down to your hotel at 8pm just for a free drink and chitty chat.
"Next Time I Visit Can I Bring Another Escort Along"
Some escorts are cool with this, me.... I am not. I like my privacy. I have a nice apartment in a nice part of town and if you want to bring another escort along, they will also discover where I live and work from. They might be lovely, genuine, trustworthy and all the rest but I require privacy and although the clients all know where I live, I am not comfortable with other escorts knowing where I live. I have real difficulty answering this one honestly without sounding like a twat. It's not that I don't want to fulfill this need you have but, you have to remember, it's my home and most clients don't want an escort in their own home so why do they think I would.
So next time you're on the phone to an escort, texting or emailing an escort or making small talk during an appointment, please realise that there are some stupid things you can ask that can be difficult to answer or that make it more difficult to answer and therefore a little bit tact, intelligence and discretion go a long way.
Steve x
Thursday, 7 August 2014
My Gentlemen Friends Are Not Gay
I've touched on this before and I feel that it's maybe time to re-visit this subject. I talk to a lot of people online, some of whom have had a hard time getting their heads around the fact that I see some really jaw dropping, masculine, handsome men, the type they dream about snaring for themselves. Some people I talk to don't believe that a gay escort can be really busy and popular and some can't work out where I get the stamina from on busy days, but the question I get put to me time and time again is "Do their wives (or girlfriends) know they are gay".
Let's put this one to bed, once and for all. The men I see for intimate appointments and social liaisons are not gay. Over 80% of the men I see, on a weekly basis, are men in 100% committed heterosexual married or co-habiting relationships, nearly always a very happy relationship and always a relationship they've no plans in ending. Another 15%, I would say are single men who like a bit of fun with a guy from time to time and identify themselves as being straight. About 5% of the men I see, in a year, are gay and most of them are closeted gay men, where coming out as gay is not an option. Yes... that still happens in 2014.
All of the men that book me have some sort of physical need to have a sexual encounter with another man, whether it's just to get this idea out of their system once and for all, whether it be a growing need for male to male contact or whether it be a physical need for sexual intercourse with another man. Most of the men who visit me for an appointment don't sleep around with other men, a lot of men I see also book female escorts and a small number of men I see have female partners who have encouraged them to have fun with other men in the past.
I get asked "Do you feel guilty about seeing married men". My answer is always no..... I don't feel guilty, what is there to feel guilty about. I am doing nothing wrong and I am providing them with an essential service which can keep their married life a very happily married life. Escorts save 100 times more marriages than they ever break up and the only time a wife (or partner) finds out about the arrangement is when the client slips up by accident. Escorts have no incentive to break up a marriage because what good does it do to an escort when Mr Client is suddenly back in the market place for recreational sex because his wife has thrown him out.
The most popular sexual activity I provide as an escort is Oral Sex. I am bloody good at it too and I take my time with it, allow every guy to cum in my mouth, if they so wish and ensure that every bloke gets to experience my fantastic deep throat service. If wives provided oral sex as standard, every night of the week for their entire married lives, us escorts would be out of business.
My oral service is closely followed by anal penetration. Of those wanting anal, approximately 70% of men want to fuck me and 20% want it done to them and about 10% fancy a bit of both. Rimming is the next popular activity but is a service I will only perform on men who have showered in my presence.
What people don't get..... when they're trying to justify their argument that the men I see "Must Be Gay", is that oral, active anal and rimming are all heterosexual activities too. They're not exclusively gay. Receptive anal with an physical penis is probably the only exclusively gay activity they get up to and to be brutally honest even then, most of those guys have managed, at some point in their lives, to talk their wives into sticking a finger or three up there, plus receptive anal on the guy who visits me is the least requested service that I provide. Less than 1 in 20 appointments result in me fucking a married bloke. Many more want to experience a butt plug or toy but very few men come to me for first time anal on them.
I wish people would stop putting others into compartmentalised boxes and just accept that human sexuality is not a defined science. Some people are totally straight, others are totally gay but most men are somewhere in the middle and most importantly... my gentlemen friends are not gay.
Let's put this one to bed, once and for all. The men I see for intimate appointments and social liaisons are not gay. Over 80% of the men I see, on a weekly basis, are men in 100% committed heterosexual married or co-habiting relationships, nearly always a very happy relationship and always a relationship they've no plans in ending. Another 15%, I would say are single men who like a bit of fun with a guy from time to time and identify themselves as being straight. About 5% of the men I see, in a year, are gay and most of them are closeted gay men, where coming out as gay is not an option. Yes... that still happens in 2014.
All of the men that book me have some sort of physical need to have a sexual encounter with another man, whether it's just to get this idea out of their system once and for all, whether it be a growing need for male to male contact or whether it be a physical need for sexual intercourse with another man. Most of the men who visit me for an appointment don't sleep around with other men, a lot of men I see also book female escorts and a small number of men I see have female partners who have encouraged them to have fun with other men in the past.
I get asked "Do you feel guilty about seeing married men". My answer is always no..... I don't feel guilty, what is there to feel guilty about. I am doing nothing wrong and I am providing them with an essential service which can keep their married life a very happily married life. Escorts save 100 times more marriages than they ever break up and the only time a wife (or partner) finds out about the arrangement is when the client slips up by accident. Escorts have no incentive to break up a marriage because what good does it do to an escort when Mr Client is suddenly back in the market place for recreational sex because his wife has thrown him out.
The most popular sexual activity I provide as an escort is Oral Sex. I am bloody good at it too and I take my time with it, allow every guy to cum in my mouth, if they so wish and ensure that every bloke gets to experience my fantastic deep throat service. If wives provided oral sex as standard, every night of the week for their entire married lives, us escorts would be out of business.
My oral service is closely followed by anal penetration. Of those wanting anal, approximately 70% of men want to fuck me and 20% want it done to them and about 10% fancy a bit of both. Rimming is the next popular activity but is a service I will only perform on men who have showered in my presence.
What people don't get..... when they're trying to justify their argument that the men I see "Must Be Gay", is that oral, active anal and rimming are all heterosexual activities too. They're not exclusively gay. Receptive anal with an physical penis is probably the only exclusively gay activity they get up to and to be brutally honest even then, most of those guys have managed, at some point in their lives, to talk their wives into sticking a finger or three up there, plus receptive anal on the guy who visits me is the least requested service that I provide. Less than 1 in 20 appointments result in me fucking a married bloke. Many more want to experience a butt plug or toy but very few men come to me for first time anal on them.
I wish people would stop putting others into compartmentalised boxes and just accept that human sexuality is not a defined science. Some people are totally straight, others are totally gay but most men are somewhere in the middle and most importantly... my gentlemen friends are not gay.
Thursday, 24 July 2014
Those Stupid Silly Requests
A few days ago I was discussing with a friend the stupid silly men I get on the phone, some of whom genuinely have very odd requests, most are just being tossers, thinking it's a fun idea to ring up a gay male escort on speaker phone so their friends can laugh at it over a three litre bottle of white lightening cider, some however genuinely have very odd requests and I wonder what on earth is going on in their mind at times. Yes I am generally unshockable but the things they ask beggars belief.
This post came about because a few days ago I was having a rather nice afternoon at a local garden centre with a friend, when a very strange Asian gentleman phoned me and asked if I could be available from 3pm for a three hour appointment. That itself rang alarm bells, guys don't book three hours without some sort of advanced notice. They'll ring and ask to see me this afternoon for an hour and a half or for two hours tonight but three hours, to start in 45 minutes time is relatively unheard of. I said yes to the appointment and gave him a price. He then asked if I was into anything kinky....kinky....what sort of kinky. I could hardly make out his English but eventually it became clear that he wanted to wank me off with his feet, aka Foot Fetish. I said that was fine. He then said "...and during the appointment can we drive out to the countryside and have sex in a field on a tartan rug". I have a car and I've two tartan rugs so I said we could see how things progressed first, I never said yes and I never said no. Then he added "....and when I arrive can the front door be open, me walk in and you be on the bed with your arse in the air, awaiting my cock". Errm it was quite obvious he was timewasting me. I don't leave my front door ajar for anyone, never mind a new guy and I don't have outdoor sex unless I know someone.
The bizarre requests and conversations don't stop there. On many occasions I have text a gentleman back with a price, to receive a reply along the lines of "Oh do I have to pay". Yeah, I pay £9.99 a month for an online advert so you can have free sex, not. Another regular request, this time by cross dressers, is "Can I arrive in full drag". No you can't. Would you like it if I arrived on your street dressed only in a jockstrap...no forget I said that, someone will ask for that next week. I need discretion and so a 6ft, 18 stone truck driver in a fur coat, basque and heels is not acceptable at my front door sorry. Cross dressers are welcome at my door but I would rather they got dressed indoors at my home and not before. I don't run some sort of sleazy pick up joint. I have neighbours and I need to be relatively unnoticed in my street.
I get countless requests for guys who want to bring their girlfriend along to watch and one sick individual who asked if he could bring his sister along. I have been asked by one guy, whilst in his home, naked on the bed, if his pet dog could sniff my arse... no....and I've been asked half way through an appointment if his wife could join in, as she's "upstairs reading a book".
I've been asked on dozens of occasions to accompany guys to a sauna and join in the fun with everyone whilst I am there. I was recently asked if I could drive to Bishop Auckland for car park sex because it would be too expensive for him to come all the way to Newcastle, for half an hour and if I travelled to Bishop Auckland he would pay my petrol money (only my petrol money lol). I've been asked if I would accept high street vouchers in lieu of cash and I've recently been asked if I could do an outcall to Darlington and allow him to pay double next time as he was a bit short of cash this month.
I am regularly asked if I offer discounts to first timers, take credit cards and cheques and if I will come to a stag night and embarrass the stag as his escort for the night, yeah... I really want my face punched in by a bloke who doesn't get the joke, what a great idea. I have had a mother on the phone asking me to "break in" her 16 year old son on his birthday, which I declined too.
The most unusual request I have ever had was from a client who was desperate to see a black escort from Middlesbrough, I had seen this client twice and he was fine with me, then out of the blue he asked if he could rent my apartment for an hour, for £20, to see a black guy off adultwork, he added in the text "...and you can join in if you like.... for a fee....he said you only need to pay half price for his services as you're an escort". Yeah, that's a really great idea, lets just leave two strangers to rummage around in my house and pay for the privilege if I want to stay. What about my fee !!!!!!!!!!! Needless to say, I turned down that request. I am not having an escort I don't know and a client I hardly know let loose in my home. I recommended he booked a £19 room at Metro Inns (used to be the Forumla 1) and saved himself a quid, that went down well, his reply wasn't very nice. Damn cheek.
This post came about because a few days ago I was having a rather nice afternoon at a local garden centre with a friend, when a very strange Asian gentleman phoned me and asked if I could be available from 3pm for a three hour appointment. That itself rang alarm bells, guys don't book three hours without some sort of advanced notice. They'll ring and ask to see me this afternoon for an hour and a half or for two hours tonight but three hours, to start in 45 minutes time is relatively unheard of. I said yes to the appointment and gave him a price. He then asked if I was into anything kinky....kinky....what sort of kinky. I could hardly make out his English but eventually it became clear that he wanted to wank me off with his feet, aka Foot Fetish. I said that was fine. He then said "...and during the appointment can we drive out to the countryside and have sex in a field on a tartan rug". I have a car and I've two tartan rugs so I said we could see how things progressed first, I never said yes and I never said no. Then he added "....and when I arrive can the front door be open, me walk in and you be on the bed with your arse in the air, awaiting my cock". Errm it was quite obvious he was timewasting me. I don't leave my front door ajar for anyone, never mind a new guy and I don't have outdoor sex unless I know someone.
The bizarre requests and conversations don't stop there. On many occasions I have text a gentleman back with a price, to receive a reply along the lines of "Oh do I have to pay". Yeah, I pay £9.99 a month for an online advert so you can have free sex, not. Another regular request, this time by cross dressers, is "Can I arrive in full drag". No you can't. Would you like it if I arrived on your street dressed only in a jockstrap...no forget I said that, someone will ask for that next week. I need discretion and so a 6ft, 18 stone truck driver in a fur coat, basque and heels is not acceptable at my front door sorry. Cross dressers are welcome at my door but I would rather they got dressed indoors at my home and not before. I don't run some sort of sleazy pick up joint. I have neighbours and I need to be relatively unnoticed in my street.
I get countless requests for guys who want to bring their girlfriend along to watch and one sick individual who asked if he could bring his sister along. I have been asked by one guy, whilst in his home, naked on the bed, if his pet dog could sniff my arse... no....and I've been asked half way through an appointment if his wife could join in, as she's "upstairs reading a book".
I've been asked on dozens of occasions to accompany guys to a sauna and join in the fun with everyone whilst I am there. I was recently asked if I could drive to Bishop Auckland for car park sex because it would be too expensive for him to come all the way to Newcastle, for half an hour and if I travelled to Bishop Auckland he would pay my petrol money (only my petrol money lol). I've been asked if I would accept high street vouchers in lieu of cash and I've recently been asked if I could do an outcall to Darlington and allow him to pay double next time as he was a bit short of cash this month.
I am regularly asked if I offer discounts to first timers, take credit cards and cheques and if I will come to a stag night and embarrass the stag as his escort for the night, yeah... I really want my face punched in by a bloke who doesn't get the joke, what a great idea. I have had a mother on the phone asking me to "break in" her 16 year old son on his birthday, which I declined too.
The most unusual request I have ever had was from a client who was desperate to see a black escort from Middlesbrough, I had seen this client twice and he was fine with me, then out of the blue he asked if he could rent my apartment for an hour, for £20, to see a black guy off adultwork, he added in the text "...and you can join in if you like.... for a fee....he said you only need to pay half price for his services as you're an escort". Yeah, that's a really great idea, lets just leave two strangers to rummage around in my house and pay for the privilege if I want to stay. What about my fee !!!!!!!!!!! Needless to say, I turned down that request. I am not having an escort I don't know and a client I hardly know let loose in my home. I recommended he booked a £19 room at Metro Inns (used to be the Forumla 1) and saved himself a quid, that went down well, his reply wasn't very nice. Damn cheek.
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Left Handed
Odd subject for a post but one that's become quite relevant to me in recent months.
I was born left handed. I come from an Irish family and the left hand was "The Hand Of The Devil", I was positively encouraged to refrain from using my left hand as a child. I grew up writing with my right hand but everything else I do is left handed. I have never ever thought about it until earlier this year when I was out for dinner with a very lovely gentleman.
Over dinner I apologised about my wine glass. Wine glasses are generally served to the right and I have an appalling habit of putting it to the left when I take a drink. It's because I use my left hand and I naturally put it down to the left hand side and no matter how hard I try I can't stop myself from doing it. The gentleman I was with told me to stop being so silly and said "I am left handed, did you not notice". Quite honestly I have never took any notice of who is right handed or left handed, it's never occurred to me to notice but now I have noticed more and more when I am doing "left handed things". He went on to tell me that he positively singles out left handed people in meetings. He does a sweep of the table to see who is left handed, something I would never think to do. I found that to be fascinating.
Since that moment I have noticed more and more left handed things that I do without thinking. I always wear a man bag, I wear this to the left, so my left hand can grab my wallet, keys and phone. I can file my nails better with my left hand and I use a kettle and pan differently to a right handed person. I also put things down on the floor to the left hand side of myself and in my office, my coffee is to the left of the laptop, as is the rubbish bin Things I have never ever ever ever noticed.
Being left handed is a little bit more difficult during fun times, I had never noticed this but when you're stood opposite each other, kissing and fondling, you're both using the same arm opposite each other. He's using his right hand and I am using my left and they can clash. I am now very conscious and aware of this. It's better when fiddling about when you're side by side because your arms don't clash but I have to remember to lie on the bed on the correct side to enable my left hand to flourish, otherwise I am stuck using my right hand.
I don't use my left hand to text or use my phone but that is because I write with my right hand but I do thread my belt the other way around to everyone else.
Since noticing more and more about my left handedness, I have noticed more and more clients who are left handed and I have found myself looking out for signs like I never use to. It's very bizarre how a chance comment over dinner can lead to noticing something so keenly that never used to enter your head on a day to day basis.
My father was left handed, but like me, wrote with his right hand. He discouraged use of the left hand because he was discouraged by his Irish father. I have since noticed that I can't wear a bag to the right. It's just feels wrong. Something I have never noticed before. I have also stopped worrying about the wine glass predicament I get myself into because the guy I was with at the time told me that if it felt more natural to have the glass to my left then the glass should be to my left and not to worry about etiquette and manners, well not on that occasion anyway.
So if you trust left handed escorts more than right handed ones, then I am the gentleman for you.
I was born left handed. I come from an Irish family and the left hand was "The Hand Of The Devil", I was positively encouraged to refrain from using my left hand as a child. I grew up writing with my right hand but everything else I do is left handed. I have never ever thought about it until earlier this year when I was out for dinner with a very lovely gentleman.
Over dinner I apologised about my wine glass. Wine glasses are generally served to the right and I have an appalling habit of putting it to the left when I take a drink. It's because I use my left hand and I naturally put it down to the left hand side and no matter how hard I try I can't stop myself from doing it. The gentleman I was with told me to stop being so silly and said "I am left handed, did you not notice". Quite honestly I have never took any notice of who is right handed or left handed, it's never occurred to me to notice but now I have noticed more and more when I am doing "left handed things". He went on to tell me that he positively singles out left handed people in meetings. He does a sweep of the table to see who is left handed, something I would never think to do. I found that to be fascinating.
Since that moment I have noticed more and more left handed things that I do without thinking. I always wear a man bag, I wear this to the left, so my left hand can grab my wallet, keys and phone. I can file my nails better with my left hand and I use a kettle and pan differently to a right handed person. I also put things down on the floor to the left hand side of myself and in my office, my coffee is to the left of the laptop, as is the rubbish bin Things I have never ever ever ever noticed.
Being left handed is a little bit more difficult during fun times, I had never noticed this but when you're stood opposite each other, kissing and fondling, you're both using the same arm opposite each other. He's using his right hand and I am using my left and they can clash. I am now very conscious and aware of this. It's better when fiddling about when you're side by side because your arms don't clash but I have to remember to lie on the bed on the correct side to enable my left hand to flourish, otherwise I am stuck using my right hand.
I don't use my left hand to text or use my phone but that is because I write with my right hand but I do thread my belt the other way around to everyone else.
Since noticing more and more about my left handedness, I have noticed more and more clients who are left handed and I have found myself looking out for signs like I never use to. It's very bizarre how a chance comment over dinner can lead to noticing something so keenly that never used to enter your head on a day to day basis.
My father was left handed, but like me, wrote with his right hand. He discouraged use of the left hand because he was discouraged by his Irish father. I have since noticed that I can't wear a bag to the right. It's just feels wrong. Something I have never noticed before. I have also stopped worrying about the wine glass predicament I get myself into because the guy I was with at the time told me that if it felt more natural to have the glass to my left then the glass should be to my left and not to worry about etiquette and manners, well not on that occasion anyway.
So if you trust left handed escorts more than right handed ones, then I am the gentleman for you.
Tuesday, 15 July 2014
A Bit Of Yorkshire Loving
I met a guy a few weeks ago at a hotel, mid way between Newcastle and Durham, just off the A1. He was a professional guy from Yorkshire, up here on business, the first of many such trips this year and he booked me for an hour, to arrive at 7pm, with specific requests on underwear and saucy items to pass the time away.
I dressed to please with my new smart casual, yet formal jacket, a Thomas Pink crisp white shirt, brand new jeans which showed off my bum, with handmade shoes and underneath I wore my olive green jock.
I arrived bang on time, right on cue at exactly 7pm and knocked on the hotel room door. As I walked in he said "Blimey, you're very punctual". Yes.... it's one of my qualities. I am always on time and I know that this is something that impresses clients time and time again. I am forever told about how late some escorts can be at times, if they ever turn up in the first place.
He led me into the room and we sat down and chatted for a bit. He was super friendly, nice, amenable and seemed to genuinely like me. I couldn't fulfill his request for hipsters...well I could, I have some but they were a couple of years old. Most guys want me to wear a jock or thong and so hipsters arn't something at the top of my list to buy. We had agreed on the jockstrap in the end but even that wasn't on for long.
After our initial chat he started to undress me. He made a beeline for my nipples and his hands were down my pants within seconds. He kissed passionately, he had a full beard of heavy stubble and made his way down my body with the rough beard tickling and rubbing against me as he moved down, kissing every part of my chest and naval. He pulled my legs up and gave me what can only be described as the best rimming I have ever had. He spent forever down there and we kept laughing as the two single beds kept moving apart in the middle. He was extremely passionate and attentive throughout.
We moved into stage two which was a toy show from me and then I sucked him off to completion but it didn't end there. He was so into me that he needed for me to enjoy the experience, so for the next twenty minutes he went back down on my arse and licked me out until I shot a massive cum load all over his hands.
I always walk into hotels not knowing what to expect and this was a very pleasant experience that left me wanting more. He said he will be back and that I was one of the nicest gay escorts he's ever met. I turned up on time for a start ;)
Five minutes after leaving I received a text message from him, telling me how much he enjoyed the time we spent together and that he would see me again soon. That's always a nice touch. It lets you know that you were appreciated.
This was an appointment that left a smile on my face, never mind his and one I would like to repeat again soon.
I dressed to please with my new smart casual, yet formal jacket, a Thomas Pink crisp white shirt, brand new jeans which showed off my bum, with handmade shoes and underneath I wore my olive green jock.
I arrived bang on time, right on cue at exactly 7pm and knocked on the hotel room door. As I walked in he said "Blimey, you're very punctual". Yes.... it's one of my qualities. I am always on time and I know that this is something that impresses clients time and time again. I am forever told about how late some escorts can be at times, if they ever turn up in the first place.
He led me into the room and we sat down and chatted for a bit. He was super friendly, nice, amenable and seemed to genuinely like me. I couldn't fulfill his request for hipsters...well I could, I have some but they were a couple of years old. Most guys want me to wear a jock or thong and so hipsters arn't something at the top of my list to buy. We had agreed on the jockstrap in the end but even that wasn't on for long.
After our initial chat he started to undress me. He made a beeline for my nipples and his hands were down my pants within seconds. He kissed passionately, he had a full beard of heavy stubble and made his way down my body with the rough beard tickling and rubbing against me as he moved down, kissing every part of my chest and naval. He pulled my legs up and gave me what can only be described as the best rimming I have ever had. He spent forever down there and we kept laughing as the two single beds kept moving apart in the middle. He was extremely passionate and attentive throughout.
We moved into stage two which was a toy show from me and then I sucked him off to completion but it didn't end there. He was so into me that he needed for me to enjoy the experience, so for the next twenty minutes he went back down on my arse and licked me out until I shot a massive cum load all over his hands.
I always walk into hotels not knowing what to expect and this was a very pleasant experience that left me wanting more. He said he will be back and that I was one of the nicest gay escorts he's ever met. I turned up on time for a start ;)
Five minutes after leaving I received a text message from him, telling me how much he enjoyed the time we spent together and that he would see me again soon. That's always a nice touch. It lets you know that you were appreciated.
This was an appointment that left a smile on my face, never mind his and one I would like to repeat again soon.
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