In this forum of relative anonymity, I feel safe to give some particulars on specific clients. No real names or pics but just some interesting specifics that are still generic enough to not give away any one's identity.
For example:
"Ed" - Ed is approaching retirement. He had a long career in the Navy and then worked in the government for a number of years. He is about 5'7" and weighs in at about 250lbs, most of it fat these days as he admits he doesn't exercise hardly at all any more. He has been coming to me for almost 2 years now.
He is married and has been for most of his life. He has at least 2 grown children that he has told me about, a daughter and a son, both of whom he worries about since as he sees it, the opportunities for young people are just not as available as when he was young.
His wife works though she is entering semi-retirement. He blames a bit of his weight gain on her since she prepares the meals and has gotten fat as well, they both have had health issues. Together they have made a commitment to lose some weight and get in better shape, this started about a year ago and though Ed has made some small progress, he tells me his wife is doing much better. Not having been fat for most of his life, I explained that some of the skin issues he is having are due to his weight (skin rashes and fungus).
Ed is still very active with the Navy and even travels occasionally to Annapolis to see the Navy Football team play. He attends reunions and a lot of his closest friends are either active or retired Navy. He is making plans to retire to Tennessee where he has family and some other Navy buddies. He has bought a house there and is having work done on it to prepare it for he and his wife. Since he is not moving there for a couple of years, he may rent it out once the work is complete.
I chose to call him Ed since to me he most closely resembles Ed Asner at age 65ish. I do this a lot when I enter a new client into my database as a short cut to help me remember who they are, I think of someone they look like or remind me of either famous or from my life like my Freshman Computer teacher.
Ed has not shared much about his sexual life as many other clients do and I have never asked. On his first appointment, he asked if I did Prostate massage and if it would cost extra. Upon hearing that it did not, he asked for it. From there the massage went pretty straight forward. He did make a hard grab for my junk through my shorts but I backed off and took his hand and gently placed it on the table. You see, I do not find Ed sexually attractive in any way. He seems nice enough but I find it pretty difficult to get it up for an old overweight Ed Asner so I would like to keep my clothes on and not have some one groping my limp cock. He gets the non-verbal message and never makes another attempt, ever.
I do the prostate massage, he is not as clean as he should be, so it doesn't last very long. I ask him to turn over as I go wash my hands. I work again from the chest down. He has been a little chatty but is silent now. He is wondering if I will give him "release" and though his dick is twitching it is not erect. I stroke a few times. He is uncut and again, not as clean as he should be. I play with his balls and stroke his perineum. His dick is getting harder, but is still not very firm. He takes over stroking his dick hard while I concentrate on his balls until he comes, he never really got hard and has a small amount of ejaculate. I clean him up and finish the massage. No tip.
He has since become a regular, coming once a month. He always asks me about my life and my partner, nothing too personal, just friendly chit chat and fills me in on his life, his vacations etc. He tried a few 60 minute massages but has decided that 90 minutes works better. I did discuss some of hygiene issues and he has been much better. He always counts out his money before we start and hands it to me. Just after he lays on the table he always says "Oh, I would like one of those prostate massages." I should have charged extra for them in the beginning ;-). Over the last two years, I have discovered that he likes big things up his butt. He never asked for more, but I did try two fingers and there was only a positive grunt. Another session I tried three and now most of my hand goes up there, haven't gotten the whole thing in yet, but it may happen.
If I could, I would ask him about his other man2man experiences. Did he get any action in the Navy? Has he been used as a whorish bottom as it appears he wants to be? Or did he at the age of 65 say "Y'know, I think I want a man to stick his hand up my butt, I wonder how I can make that happen?" I also wonder what he will do when he moves to TN, will he find another man to give him his monthly prostate massage? What about his wife? Wonder if she knows (they usually suspect) and what would she think?
Anyway, I hope you liked reading a bit about one of my clients. If you like, more may follow.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
A Troubled Night
Again, sorry for the delay between posts. Life. You know?
What prompted me to write this morning is that a friend has started a blog that is very personal and esoteric (she is Reverend and follower of a female god). If you want to check it out it's http://bountifulbonepot.blogspot.com/
Anyway, I often forget that many people who read my blog are looking for my thoughts and reflections as well as the sex stuff, so when I think I have nothing new to write, I am wrong.
I keep thinking "Well, we have talked about this and or that and there are only so many experiences that happen in my job before it gets very repetitive" but I don't consider sharing my everyday thoughts and fears, maybe I have considered them too personal. But I have found that what makes us individual is often what connects us to others.
Case in point, last night I awoke at 3:45 AM when the garbage truck emptied the dumpster for the apartment complex. This triggered a series of almost automatic responses. I realized I was thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water, this made me realize that my back was hurting again (a story I need to fill you in later). I then had to pee since I was up and moving around. Finally crawling back into bed I could not get comfortable and after tossing and turning and trying not to wake my partner I decided to lay in the guest room for a while.
There my mind starts stirring with all the issues that keep people awake at night. Where is my life heading? What happened to my dreams of stardom? How will I afford the Christmas Holiday? Will I ever get out of this apartment and into my own house? Will I ever be able to retire? Will I be able to make good money again? Why does my partner put up with me? How much longer will he put up with me? How long can he handle be being the major bread winner? Where have the last 4 years gone? Why can't I seem to make any major changes in my life for the good? Why am I afraid to start over again? Why don't I just go back to school? What should I study if I did? Would I be able to get in? Could I afford it? Do I want to take on the kind of debt now in my life? What will happen if I don't? Have I ruined my chances for a good life by doing what I wanted for the last several years? Why do I not seem to be qualified to do anything? Why do you need to be rich in order to make money? Why can't I just have a successful Bed and Breakfast somewhere warm, near the water and afford enough help that my partner and I can occasionally leave it for a couple of weeks at a time and visit our friends around the world and see more of the world? I am not afraid of growing older, but am I afraid of growing old without money? If my back gets bad again, can I afford the doctors visits and rehab? Is my life just messed up beyond belief?
So, even after I took one of the few remaining muscle relaxers, it still took me a good long time to fall back asleep. Now most of these questions seem much less frightening in the daylight, but it is easier to distract myself then. And while things don't look so bad in the light of day, but I know deep down that somethings must change. I'm standing at a crossroads but not able to see in any direction due to a heavy fog.
One of my best pieces of advice, is to give of yourself at times like these. This past weekend I cleaned house and packed up my car with all the items I kept saying I was going to sell at some mythical yard sale and donated them to Goodwill. A small step I know but it did make me feel better. I also found a lot of stuffed toys that I had received over the years in gift baskets and the like, they were quite dusty so I took them to the laundry mat and gave them a good washing while I did my laundry. I then proceeded to hand them out to the small children there and the ones left over I lined up neatly on machines for anyone that may want one. Small things.
By getting rid of things that I do not need but was holding on to for some unknown reason, I felt I was also making room for the abundance that is coming to me soon. At least I hope so. I know that many of my regular clients will miss me if I need to move on to other adventures, but there will be others to take my place. They may not approach it the way I have, but hopefully my clients will still be able to get what they need.
I hope that my sharing this will make a few others out there realize that we all go through these doubts and troubled times in our lives, no matter what we do, how much money we have, and where we live or how we were raised.
What prompted me to write this morning is that a friend has started a blog that is very personal and esoteric (she is Reverend and follower of a female god). If you want to check it out it's http://bountifulbonepot.blogspot.com/
Anyway, I often forget that many people who read my blog are looking for my thoughts and reflections as well as the sex stuff, so when I think I have nothing new to write, I am wrong.
I keep thinking "Well, we have talked about this and or that and there are only so many experiences that happen in my job before it gets very repetitive" but I don't consider sharing my everyday thoughts and fears, maybe I have considered them too personal. But I have found that what makes us individual is often what connects us to others.
Case in point, last night I awoke at 3:45 AM when the garbage truck emptied the dumpster for the apartment complex. This triggered a series of almost automatic responses. I realized I was thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water, this made me realize that my back was hurting again (a story I need to fill you in later). I then had to pee since I was up and moving around. Finally crawling back into bed I could not get comfortable and after tossing and turning and trying not to wake my partner I decided to lay in the guest room for a while.
There my mind starts stirring with all the issues that keep people awake at night. Where is my life heading? What happened to my dreams of stardom? How will I afford the Christmas Holiday? Will I ever get out of this apartment and into my own house? Will I ever be able to retire? Will I be able to make good money again? Why does my partner put up with me? How much longer will he put up with me? How long can he handle be being the major bread winner? Where have the last 4 years gone? Why can't I seem to make any major changes in my life for the good? Why am I afraid to start over again? Why don't I just go back to school? What should I study if I did? Would I be able to get in? Could I afford it? Do I want to take on the kind of debt now in my life? What will happen if I don't? Have I ruined my chances for a good life by doing what I wanted for the last several years? Why do I not seem to be qualified to do anything? Why do you need to be rich in order to make money? Why can't I just have a successful Bed and Breakfast somewhere warm, near the water and afford enough help that my partner and I can occasionally leave it for a couple of weeks at a time and visit our friends around the world and see more of the world? I am not afraid of growing older, but am I afraid of growing old without money? If my back gets bad again, can I afford the doctors visits and rehab? Is my life just messed up beyond belief?
So, even after I took one of the few remaining muscle relaxers, it still took me a good long time to fall back asleep. Now most of these questions seem much less frightening in the daylight, but it is easier to distract myself then. And while things don't look so bad in the light of day, but I know deep down that somethings must change. I'm standing at a crossroads but not able to see in any direction due to a heavy fog.
One of my best pieces of advice, is to give of yourself at times like these. This past weekend I cleaned house and packed up my car with all the items I kept saying I was going to sell at some mythical yard sale and donated them to Goodwill. A small step I know but it did make me feel better. I also found a lot of stuffed toys that I had received over the years in gift baskets and the like, they were quite dusty so I took them to the laundry mat and gave them a good washing while I did my laundry. I then proceeded to hand them out to the small children there and the ones left over I lined up neatly on machines for anyone that may want one. Small things.
By getting rid of things that I do not need but was holding on to for some unknown reason, I felt I was also making room for the abundance that is coming to me soon. At least I hope so. I know that many of my regular clients will miss me if I need to move on to other adventures, but there will be others to take my place. They may not approach it the way I have, but hopefully my clients will still be able to get what they need.
I hope that my sharing this will make a few others out there realize that we all go through these doubts and troubled times in our lives, no matter what we do, how much money we have, and where we live or how we were raised.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Maybe a grid....
Married Men.
I have talked about them before and I know I will again. They make up just over half of my clientele so it is something I talk about a lot.
They have given a better understanding of the Kinsey scale and the whole gay straight argument. A wise person once told me to "never believe everything you think to be true." What this means is just because you believe it based on whatever your experiences have been, does not mean that it is what is really happening. The world looked flat, any fool could see that, but it was not to be true.
The same goes with my preconceived notions of gay, bi, straight and what married men want. There is no easy answer to any of this.
We are familiar with the three common titles:
Gay: people who are attracted physically and emotionally to the same sex.
Straight: people who are attracted physically and emotionally to those of the opposite sex.
Bisexual: people who are attracted to either sex emotionally and physically.
Now, what about the rest.
What about people who are attracted to the same sex physically but not emotionally?
What about people attracted to the same sex emotionally but not physically?
I think these two are far more common than we realize. I see many men who are interested in the sexual aspect of gay men but not the emotional, their hearts and minds belong to women (though their sex lives there may be a bit faulty).
Also, I have met men (not clients) who have deep emotional attachments to specific individual men but no interest in sex with them at all. Likewise I have know several women who fall into this category.
This then begs the question whether these are learned or natural differences and can we slide from one category to another?
If the Kinsey scale was a line between straight and gay physical attraction, perhaps a cross line needs to be made to measure straight and gay emotional attraction forming a grid.
Are we selling ourselves short by not acknowledging these differences? The Greeks had four types of love: Philios, Eros, Agape, Storge.
Philios was a dispassionate, virtuous love.
Eros was passionate love, with sensual desire and longing.
Agape was a pure idea of love.
Storge was a natural love for your fellow man or your offspring.
Maybe this is our problem in our society. We are labeling acts and not emotions. We need more words for love! We need to be acknowledge our feelings for one another in a safe and comfortable way.
The married men I see often ask me if they are gay or bi or what. I usually tell them that those are just words that someone made up. Just try to be true to yourself and not do harm to others.
Truth be told, about half the married men I see should not be married to women since they are emotionally and physically attracted more to men. Another third would rather have sex with men but could never have the emotional attachment with another man that they have with their wife. The rest fall in between somewhere.
Occasionally I meet a man living a gay life who has real problems trying to form the emotional attachment with another man, but that is who he is sexually attracted to (I am sure that many of my readers have seen them as well). They would be quite happy setting up house with a woman but with seperate bedrooms so they can have sex with men.
I have no answers as to what can be done for these people. They are not "broke" just different and falling between the cracks in our society. I am sure there are many women who fit these parameters as well. Keep an eye out for them and befriend them if you can. It can be a big lonely world out there if you feel you are all alone.
- Jack
I have talked about them before and I know I will again. They make up just over half of my clientele so it is something I talk about a lot.
They have given a better understanding of the Kinsey scale and the whole gay straight argument. A wise person once told me to "never believe everything you think to be true." What this means is just because you believe it based on whatever your experiences have been, does not mean that it is what is really happening. The world looked flat, any fool could see that, but it was not to be true.
The same goes with my preconceived notions of gay, bi, straight and what married men want. There is no easy answer to any of this.
We are familiar with the three common titles:
Gay: people who are attracted physically and emotionally to the same sex.
Straight: people who are attracted physically and emotionally to those of the opposite sex.
Bisexual: people who are attracted to either sex emotionally and physically.
Now, what about the rest.
What about people who are attracted to the same sex physically but not emotionally?
What about people attracted to the same sex emotionally but not physically?
I think these two are far more common than we realize. I see many men who are interested in the sexual aspect of gay men but not the emotional, their hearts and minds belong to women (though their sex lives there may be a bit faulty).
Also, I have met men (not clients) who have deep emotional attachments to specific individual men but no interest in sex with them at all. Likewise I have know several women who fall into this category.
This then begs the question whether these are learned or natural differences and can we slide from one category to another?
If the Kinsey scale was a line between straight and gay physical attraction, perhaps a cross line needs to be made to measure straight and gay emotional attraction forming a grid.
Are we selling ourselves short by not acknowledging these differences? The Greeks had four types of love: Philios, Eros, Agape, Storge.
Philios was a dispassionate, virtuous love.
Eros was passionate love, with sensual desire and longing.
Agape was a pure idea of love.
Storge was a natural love for your fellow man or your offspring.
Maybe this is our problem in our society. We are labeling acts and not emotions. We need more words for love! We need to be acknowledge our feelings for one another in a safe and comfortable way.
The married men I see often ask me if they are gay or bi or what. I usually tell them that those are just words that someone made up. Just try to be true to yourself and not do harm to others.
Truth be told, about half the married men I see should not be married to women since they are emotionally and physically attracted more to men. Another third would rather have sex with men but could never have the emotional attachment with another man that they have with their wife. The rest fall in between somewhere.
Occasionally I meet a man living a gay life who has real problems trying to form the emotional attachment with another man, but that is who he is sexually attracted to (I am sure that many of my readers have seen them as well). They would be quite happy setting up house with a woman but with seperate bedrooms so they can have sex with men.
I have no answers as to what can be done for these people. They are not "broke" just different and falling between the cracks in our society. I am sure there are many women who fit these parameters as well. Keep an eye out for them and befriend them if you can. It can be a big lonely world out there if you feel you are all alone.
- Jack
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Everyone should experience
There are lots of things that everyone should experience. The winter night when you can see for miles by moonlight. Paris. A wonderful massage by me. Sunrise over a warm tropical ocean. True Love. A religious experience. Being adored for your body.
It's a small part of what I do for men. I accept and celebrate their body as I work their tired muscles and awaken forgotten senses.
Recently I was given the opportunity to pose for some "artistic" nude photos. What a blast! To strip down naked and be used as an object for art? Who wouldn't be all over that? It only lasted about an hour and I could have gone much longer. Yes at times I suppose being a model can be tedious, there are lights to adjust and cameras to fiddle with and angles to adjust etc, but there you are in the center of it all. All of this fuss being made over you to make sure each shot is the best it can be. No one is asking anything of you but to move into poses that will best show off your body. How glorious! If you ever get the chance you must do it! Please remember, I am not a muscle god. I have a spare tire and I am over 40.
In this particular instance, there was no preference as to the state of my penis, erect or not, either was fine. So for most shots I was limp, but for others I was erect, I had no issue with this (let's face it, I am not running for president, nor would I want to). There was the occasional touch to move some stray hair or to position a leg or arm in a certain position. Permission was asked to move my balls or penis (I gave it, good lord, so many people have touched it before in my life, what's one more).
Of course I realize this is not for everyone. For most people, they would be far more concerned about who was taking the photos (I did check out their work before hand and their credentials). There is also the concern of what might become of the photos. Most people may have valid concerns about not wanting naked photos of them on the Internet or hanging in a art gallery or published in some magazine. I do understand that. Perhaps then there may be another way to be adored. Look for it once in a while. While you are at it, see if there is someone in your life that needs to be adored and find out if there is anything that you can do for them. Play it forward! I know that I am currently trying to figure out how to get my partner to have a photo shoot done. Not only do I think he would enjoy it, but I would love to have the photos!
It's a small part of what I do for men. I accept and celebrate their body as I work their tired muscles and awaken forgotten senses.
Recently I was given the opportunity to pose for some "artistic" nude photos. What a blast! To strip down naked and be used as an object for art? Who wouldn't be all over that? It only lasted about an hour and I could have gone much longer. Yes at times I suppose being a model can be tedious, there are lights to adjust and cameras to fiddle with and angles to adjust etc, but there you are in the center of it all. All of this fuss being made over you to make sure each shot is the best it can be. No one is asking anything of you but to move into poses that will best show off your body. How glorious! If you ever get the chance you must do it! Please remember, I am not a muscle god. I have a spare tire and I am over 40.
In this particular instance, there was no preference as to the state of my penis, erect or not, either was fine. So for most shots I was limp, but for others I was erect, I had no issue with this (let's face it, I am not running for president, nor would I want to). There was the occasional touch to move some stray hair or to position a leg or arm in a certain position. Permission was asked to move my balls or penis (I gave it, good lord, so many people have touched it before in my life, what's one more).
Of course I realize this is not for everyone. For most people, they would be far more concerned about who was taking the photos (I did check out their work before hand and their credentials). There is also the concern of what might become of the photos. Most people may have valid concerns about not wanting naked photos of them on the Internet or hanging in a art gallery or published in some magazine. I do understand that. Perhaps then there may be another way to be adored. Look for it once in a while. While you are at it, see if there is someone in your life that needs to be adored and find out if there is anything that you can do for them. Play it forward! I know that I am currently trying to figure out how to get my partner to have a photo shoot done. Not only do I think he would enjoy it, but I would love to have the photos!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Are we needed?
I have met several people in the course of my life who would definitely not approve of what I and others like me do. They see no merit in it and worse, see us as harbingers of evil, destroying people's lives by seducing them into doing things that lead them down a path of self destruction (I was actually told this).
"Legit" masseurs don't like us since we give the profession a bad name and fill men's head with incorrect expectations every time they go for a massage. I would like to point out the idea of "legit" massage is extremely new and they actually infringed on our turf. Massage is still not regulated in half the country, though massage schools are fighting this so they can have more students. Massage, as opposed to other forms of paid human interaction, pays attention to every inch of the body and relaxes the muscles and the person and the soul. The focus of massage is unique in that there is a giver and receiver, nothing is expected of the receiver except relaxation.
Earlier this month, I saw a guy who had been referred to me from one of my most regular clients. We chatted briefly about what he wanted. He is a very good looking early 50's gentleman who has some stress and he came to me because I also do sensual work. OK, no prob, he had named who had recommended him, so I trust him. I give him a very good and thorough massage including a sensual release. He has a difficult time maintaining an erection but we manage. He orgasms but does not ejaculate, so I realize then that he must have had his prostate removed.
Afterwards he tells me it had only been about two months since his prostate had been removed and I was the first person to give him an orgasm since. He has been afraid to have sex with his own partner, he know that it will not be the same. He even showed me a pic of his erection from before the surgery. I talk to him about various means and tools to helping to maintain an erection without a prostate and tell him that he is still very capable of sex and pleasing his partner (and vice-versa) and that his partner loves him and wants to stay connected, however it works.
A tennis player who sees me on a regular basis comes to me for human interaction. He wants to find a full time partner but doesn't want to do the bed hopping routine. He sees me as a way relieving the need for male to male contact so he can date with a clear head and not because he he just needs sex. Plus he knows when we are together, safety is foremost in both our minds, there is no exchange of fluids.
An opera singer sees me because he does not have the time to date while he pursues his career.
A botanist sees me because he lost his partner of 20 some years and does not want another at this stage of life.
A grief counselor sees me for 90 minutes of focus on him and him alone.
A married man sees me to relieve his desires for other men and preserve his marriage to the woman he loves.
A cowboy sees me as he questions his own sexuality.
A former Marine sees me because I am discreet and he still works for the government.
A psychologist sees me as a perfectly normal way to express his desires for men and to practice receiving pleasure.
A man coming out in his late 40's comes to me to learn what feels good and what doesn't; so he can learn to please other men.
Many gay men see me because they want a massage with sensual elements because it makes them feel better to be touched all over, not just where "State Approved."
Many straight men come to me to talk and ask questions that they are afraid to ask anyone else.
There are many more stories.
I am seen as a safe place to ask questions, to receive pleasure, to experiment, to relax, to feel, to escape, to cry, to laugh, to orgasm or not, to commune with another male, to not be ashamed and to simply be yourself.
I believe there is a very real need for these services. Whether they are allowed by the state or not.
"Legit" masseurs don't like us since we give the profession a bad name and fill men's head with incorrect expectations every time they go for a massage. I would like to point out the idea of "legit" massage is extremely new and they actually infringed on our turf. Massage is still not regulated in half the country, though massage schools are fighting this so they can have more students. Massage, as opposed to other forms of paid human interaction, pays attention to every inch of the body and relaxes the muscles and the person and the soul. The focus of massage is unique in that there is a giver and receiver, nothing is expected of the receiver except relaxation.
Earlier this month, I saw a guy who had been referred to me from one of my most regular clients. We chatted briefly about what he wanted. He is a very good looking early 50's gentleman who has some stress and he came to me because I also do sensual work. OK, no prob, he had named who had recommended him, so I trust him. I give him a very good and thorough massage including a sensual release. He has a difficult time maintaining an erection but we manage. He orgasms but does not ejaculate, so I realize then that he must have had his prostate removed.
Afterwards he tells me it had only been about two months since his prostate had been removed and I was the first person to give him an orgasm since. He has been afraid to have sex with his own partner, he know that it will not be the same. He even showed me a pic of his erection from before the surgery. I talk to him about various means and tools to helping to maintain an erection without a prostate and tell him that he is still very capable of sex and pleasing his partner (and vice-versa) and that his partner loves him and wants to stay connected, however it works.
A tennis player who sees me on a regular basis comes to me for human interaction. He wants to find a full time partner but doesn't want to do the bed hopping routine. He sees me as a way relieving the need for male to male contact so he can date with a clear head and not because he he just needs sex. Plus he knows when we are together, safety is foremost in both our minds, there is no exchange of fluids.
An opera singer sees me because he does not have the time to date while he pursues his career.
A botanist sees me because he lost his partner of 20 some years and does not want another at this stage of life.
A grief counselor sees me for 90 minutes of focus on him and him alone.
A married man sees me to relieve his desires for other men and preserve his marriage to the woman he loves.
A cowboy sees me as he questions his own sexuality.
A former Marine sees me because I am discreet and he still works for the government.
A psychologist sees me as a perfectly normal way to express his desires for men and to practice receiving pleasure.
A man coming out in his late 40's comes to me to learn what feels good and what doesn't; so he can learn to please other men.
Many gay men see me because they want a massage with sensual elements because it makes them feel better to be touched all over, not just where "State Approved."
Many straight men come to me to talk and ask questions that they are afraid to ask anyone else.
There are many more stories.
I am seen as a safe place to ask questions, to receive pleasure, to experiment, to relax, to feel, to escape, to cry, to laugh, to orgasm or not, to commune with another male, to not be ashamed and to simply be yourself.
I believe there is a very real need for these services. Whether they are allowed by the state or not.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Weekend get away part II
So continuing the discussion on the weekend at the clothing optional gay B+B....
On Saturday another young couple shows up, so of course, we must figure them out. The B+B is full up so either someone else left and they took the room or they are there on a day pass. They look like a slightly mismatched pair. One is fair haired and stocky, the other is lean and dark and quite hairy (with a very nice penis).
Turns out that while they arrived together, they are not a couple at all, but old friends who are spending the weekend together. The fair haired one (Mark) is the one who lives locally and plays at a couple of the local piano bars. The Dark haired one (Jason) lives in New York and does musical theater and occasionally joins in the piano gigs when in town.
Now the couple that we have travelled with find Mark and Jason (especially Jason, OK, Really just Jason) absolutely tantalizing and chat the new guys up a lot. Being there on a day pass usually means that they are looking for a bit of "randy" fun, being an over night guest means that you are in no hurry. This is what is known as a conflict of interests. The afternoon passes with no action and lots of chat and a promise that we will go see them at the piano bar that evening.
All four of us go and enjoy a nice meal and a couple of drinks. We stay long enough to hear both guys sing and then split. Not that they weren't good, it's just most of us can only take so much of a piano bar unless they are doing "sing-a-longs" ;-) Mark and Jason will be playing until midnight and it is about 9 when we leave. They will not be back to the B+B and we did not specifically ask them, over night guests are hugely frowned upon anyway.
We go back and drink and play board games naked.
The next day, the four of us do a little light shopping and return to the B+B in the mid-afternoon. Much to every one's surprise, Mark and Jason are back! We are greeted with warm hugs and kisses! Mark wants to know if he can get a massage from me, paying for it of course. I have brought my supplies and could use a little more cash so I say sure; besides, I figure this will give my friends a better chance with Jason.
So I set up my table and put on the music and invite Mark to my room for a massage. This was one of the nicest massage sessions I have ever had. We had already spent a good amount of time together naked so there was no need to worry about draping or me getting dressed. Mark was a perfect gentleman through the entire massage. No grabbing, no butt wiggling, just a nice legit massage with both of us in the nude. I love these type of sessions. I very rarely get to to do this. I have nothing against erotic massage obviously, but it is sometimes just nice to give a nice open and natural massage with out all the other stuff.
Anyway, after the 90 minute session, we chat a little and joke that Jason will probably be in my friend's room by this time. The attraction was obvious and no one begrudged them their fun.
I open the door and their in the courtyard is Jason and my friends and my partner all just chatting away again. Part of me is hoping that the deed is already done, but it doesn't feel like it, the sexual tension is still thick in the air. Mark goes to the other side of the courtyard where he left his things to lay out after his massage. I ask the guys what they have been doing and apparently they spent most of the time just sitting in the hot tub (not doing anything but talking).
Jason comments to me that he would love a massage but can't afford it. A lot goes through my mind in this moment:
First, I find the boy attractive (if a bit young and thin for me) but he has a nice butt and penis and he is hairy so I could give him a freebie, however I never do that, also, that would be a bit of a slap in the face to Mark who paid full price.
Second, I could tell him to go ask his friend Mark for the money but that seems to me to be in really bad taste all the way around.
Third, I could offer the use of my table and supplies to my friends to use to give Jason a free massage. That would be a very nice thing to do. Would not compromise my principals of never giving free massages. I would not be offending Mark. However, if someone is going to be having a sexually good time on my table, I should be involved.
Fourth, that last thought was really selfish; I am not changing my mind, but it was selfish. I need to work on that, later.
Fifth, why the hell didn't my friends take advantage of this obviously horny boy while I was giving his friend a massage?
So the conversations continue and nothing happens and Mark and Jason have to leave to work another gig that night. We again are invited, however we have no intention of going.
After they left, I ask my partner what the deal was in the hot tub. Apparently in the tub, while the conversation was going full force, Jason started playing with him under the water. This went on for some time before my partner excused himself. He felt a little uncomfortable playing in front of our friends because they were are friends and they wanted Jason themselves. So in his mind, his departure was his way of saying, why don't you all enjoy yourselves. For whatever reason, they didn't "go for it".
Now it is true that outside there were a number of people and our friends had already been branded the first day for playing with the first guy that came along. Perhaps it was that they don't "play" with others very often (at least not to the best of my knowledge) and they had already done it once that weekend. Perhaps they just never found the moment. Whatever the reason, this fell into the column of missed opportunities. We all have a lot in that column. Heck, I could have taken Jason out from under them with the offer of a free massage and invited my partner to help out and we could had a good time but that really would have been unfair to our friends. Maybe they thought the same about us. Who knows? We discussed it briefly, I think our friends thought he was out of their league (though he really wasn't). Both Jason and Mark also mentioned that they had boyfriends that were not with them, perhaps my friends were trying to respect the man who wasn't there...
I guess the lesson here, if there is one, sometimes, it is OK to be a bit aggressive, if it is done in a polite way. For example, I have a friend from a long time ago who believed in asking everyone he was attracted to if they would like to have sex. He had more sex than anyone I know. ;-)
On Saturday another young couple shows up, so of course, we must figure them out. The B+B is full up so either someone else left and they took the room or they are there on a day pass. They look like a slightly mismatched pair. One is fair haired and stocky, the other is lean and dark and quite hairy (with a very nice penis).
Turns out that while they arrived together, they are not a couple at all, but old friends who are spending the weekend together. The fair haired one (Mark) is the one who lives locally and plays at a couple of the local piano bars. The Dark haired one (Jason) lives in New York and does musical theater and occasionally joins in the piano gigs when in town.
Now the couple that we have travelled with find Mark and Jason (especially Jason, OK, Really just Jason) absolutely tantalizing and chat the new guys up a lot. Being there on a day pass usually means that they are looking for a bit of "randy" fun, being an over night guest means that you are in no hurry. This is what is known as a conflict of interests. The afternoon passes with no action and lots of chat and a promise that we will go see them at the piano bar that evening.
All four of us go and enjoy a nice meal and a couple of drinks. We stay long enough to hear both guys sing and then split. Not that they weren't good, it's just most of us can only take so much of a piano bar unless they are doing "sing-a-longs" ;-) Mark and Jason will be playing until midnight and it is about 9 when we leave. They will not be back to the B+B and we did not specifically ask them, over night guests are hugely frowned upon anyway.
We go back and drink and play board games naked.
The next day, the four of us do a little light shopping and return to the B+B in the mid-afternoon. Much to every one's surprise, Mark and Jason are back! We are greeted with warm hugs and kisses! Mark wants to know if he can get a massage from me, paying for it of course. I have brought my supplies and could use a little more cash so I say sure; besides, I figure this will give my friends a better chance with Jason.
So I set up my table and put on the music and invite Mark to my room for a massage. This was one of the nicest massage sessions I have ever had. We had already spent a good amount of time together naked so there was no need to worry about draping or me getting dressed. Mark was a perfect gentleman through the entire massage. No grabbing, no butt wiggling, just a nice legit massage with both of us in the nude. I love these type of sessions. I very rarely get to to do this. I have nothing against erotic massage obviously, but it is sometimes just nice to give a nice open and natural massage with out all the other stuff.
Anyway, after the 90 minute session, we chat a little and joke that Jason will probably be in my friend's room by this time. The attraction was obvious and no one begrudged them their fun.
I open the door and their in the courtyard is Jason and my friends and my partner all just chatting away again. Part of me is hoping that the deed is already done, but it doesn't feel like it, the sexual tension is still thick in the air. Mark goes to the other side of the courtyard where he left his things to lay out after his massage. I ask the guys what they have been doing and apparently they spent most of the time just sitting in the hot tub (not doing anything but talking).
Jason comments to me that he would love a massage but can't afford it. A lot goes through my mind in this moment:
First, I find the boy attractive (if a bit young and thin for me) but he has a nice butt and penis and he is hairy so I could give him a freebie, however I never do that, also, that would be a bit of a slap in the face to Mark who paid full price.
Second, I could tell him to go ask his friend Mark for the money but that seems to me to be in really bad taste all the way around.
Third, I could offer the use of my table and supplies to my friends to use to give Jason a free massage. That would be a very nice thing to do. Would not compromise my principals of never giving free massages. I would not be offending Mark. However, if someone is going to be having a sexually good time on my table, I should be involved.
Fourth, that last thought was really selfish; I am not changing my mind, but it was selfish. I need to work on that, later.
Fifth, why the hell didn't my friends take advantage of this obviously horny boy while I was giving his friend a massage?
So the conversations continue and nothing happens and Mark and Jason have to leave to work another gig that night. We again are invited, however we have no intention of going.
After they left, I ask my partner what the deal was in the hot tub. Apparently in the tub, while the conversation was going full force, Jason started playing with him under the water. This went on for some time before my partner excused himself. He felt a little uncomfortable playing in front of our friends because they were are friends and they wanted Jason themselves. So in his mind, his departure was his way of saying, why don't you all enjoy yourselves. For whatever reason, they didn't "go for it".
Now it is true that outside there were a number of people and our friends had already been branded the first day for playing with the first guy that came along. Perhaps it was that they don't "play" with others very often (at least not to the best of my knowledge) and they had already done it once that weekend. Perhaps they just never found the moment. Whatever the reason, this fell into the column of missed opportunities. We all have a lot in that column. Heck, I could have taken Jason out from under them with the offer of a free massage and invited my partner to help out and we could had a good time but that really would have been unfair to our friends. Maybe they thought the same about us. Who knows? We discussed it briefly, I think our friends thought he was out of their league (though he really wasn't). Both Jason and Mark also mentioned that they had boyfriends that were not with them, perhaps my friends were trying to respect the man who wasn't there...
I guess the lesson here, if there is one, sometimes, it is OK to be a bit aggressive, if it is done in a polite way. For example, I have a friend from a long time ago who believed in asking everyone he was attracted to if they would like to have sex. He had more sex than anyone I know. ;-)
Friday, May 29, 2009
Weekend get away
So the partner and I decided to go to the beach this past weekend with another couple. They have been friends of ours for years now and we have done this trip before. We stayed at a clothing optional Bed and Breakfast that was a good distance from the beach (which meant we really didn't spend any time at the beach). The B+B had a nice in-ground pool (that was really cold), a very nice courtyard for sunning yourself naked, a large hot tub and a small gym with a sauna. Everything for the perfect get away except for a restaurant.
Now, I don't know how many of you have ever stayed at a clothing optional gay B+B, but they can get a bit cruisy at times. Not that there is anything wrong with that mind you. There are 11 rooms and it was full up, most with couples but a couple of singles as well. It was a nice variety of men from young preppy, to muscular, to bears to a very sweet older couple who won the award for most displays of public affection.
My favorite thing about staying at a place like this is meeting new people. I love getting to know some new friends for a few days. Makes me feel like I am in one of those Agatha Christie movies where a bunch of strangers are thrown together and mysteries start to unravel. Who knows whom before they arrived, who is with whom, who is alone, where are they from, what are they looking for if they are looking for anything? This place also allows day passes for those who cannot afford the rooms or are living near by and just want to sun naked.
Joe is one who apparently lives near by. We saw him every day come and work out in the gym (wearing just a jock strap) and then either lie out in the sun for a while or sit in the hot tub or the sauna (naked). Interesting thing about Joe, he is apparently a fire fighter and just likes to hang out naked, he was not looking for sex. Now he has an incredible body (works out every day) and could get just about anyone he wanted but from what the owners told me, he is basically straight and just comes for nudity. He has apparently on occasion let someone service him but only if there was no one else around.
The owners are a gay couple, one with a body builder shape and the other more or less a little nerdy (in a cute kind of way) in their late 40's. Only the nerdy one was there this weekend since this is only one of several businesses that they own and his partner watches over the others. Our host was a lonely man. Owning a B+B is a lonely job apparently. No one stays for long, you have work to do when everyone else is enjoying themselves, and you shouldn't "play" with the guests since it blurs the line of host and guest and can lead to you being taken advantage of. Apparently it is not uncommon for someone to offer sex and then ask that their bill be reduced accordingly.
Our friends arrived about 8 hours before we did and apparently got busy with someone on a day pass within the first hour. I know because they told me. So did our host and another couple that was staying there. Apparently a gay B+B is not the place to keep secrets.
Going on a trip with friends is fascinating on many levels. It can be a test of the friendship. It can also make the trip much more enjoyable. Spending time with your friends while naked really means that you trust and like your friends a great deal. We had a great time drinking and swimming and hot tubbing and playing board games (all naked). Did we cross any new boundaries? No. That's not what we were there for (at least not with each other). I am not sure what my reaction would have been if someone had put it on the table, sex with our good friends. My fear is that it would change the nature of our friendship, my hope would be that it would not and we could all have a few good laughs. Would I or wouldn't I? I think it really depends on the moment and how everyone was feeling about it at the time.
One of the mysteries that weekend was the man sitting alone on his balcony in the dark, chain smoking cigarettes and working on his computer the evening when we arrived. I made it one of my objectives to find out his story. I did not see him at all the next day and wondered if he had checked out. I asked our host who explained he was a last minute guest who arrived a couple of days earlier. He took the best room for the first two nights but since it was booked by someone else for the rest of the weekend, he had moved to one of the smaller rooms. That night after my partner and our friends had gone to bed, I was sitting in the courtyard in my PJ's (it got chilly at night) unable to sleep. I see someone walk out of the house and around the long way to the opposite side of the pool, sit in a chair and light up. Since I had seen no one else smoking, I assumed it was our mystery man. He was sitting in a chair directly opposite me, looking casually my way. I walk around the pool and introduce my self. Standing next to him, I gauge his age at around 40, very handsome and in excellent shape, dressed in walking shorts and an open jacket. He has a short crew cut and the cigarette gives him a mysterious and slightly dangerous look (amazing how easily we can fall into stereotypes). He says his name is Nick and he has a broad smile. His manner of speech could best be described as slightly California surfer. I mentioned that I had not seen him during the day and he explained that he had gotten too much Sun the day before and stayed in today. Looking up at what has been his point of view for the last 10 minutes or so I see that he had a direct line of view of the older couple having sex in their room with the curtains wide open, they would have been behind me when I was sitting in my chair. Realizing this was probably what he was looking at, I make some short polite chit chat (names, where we are from, have you stayed here before) and then excuse myself to go back to my seat. After a few minutes he comes over to me and we continue our conversation. He has interesting job with a major cosmetic company and gets to go to Milan and Paris on a regular basis for work. He loves the job but not the gay men he works with (wearing their latest sexual conquest as if displaying the latest shirt from Milan). He asks me to continue the conversation in his room since it is chilly and my partner is asleep in mine. I go. Well, as you can assume, he did have ulterior motives. Now normally I would consider this guy out of my league, but he was coming on to me and who was I to say no? He proceeded to give me one of the most sensual and loving BJ's I have ever had. He allows me to play with him, but tells me that he is not interested in an orgasm for himself but just wants to give me pleasure. Again, who am I to say no to that? After we have finished, I excuse myself to go take a shower outside before retiring for the evening. He insists upon washing me himself and lovingly washes me from head to toe. Love the occasional mystery man.
I think that is enough for now. There is more to tell on this weekend, but I will save it for later.
Now, I don't know how many of you have ever stayed at a clothing optional gay B+B, but they can get a bit cruisy at times. Not that there is anything wrong with that mind you. There are 11 rooms and it was full up, most with couples but a couple of singles as well. It was a nice variety of men from young preppy, to muscular, to bears to a very sweet older couple who won the award for most displays of public affection.
My favorite thing about staying at a place like this is meeting new people. I love getting to know some new friends for a few days. Makes me feel like I am in one of those Agatha Christie movies where a bunch of strangers are thrown together and mysteries start to unravel. Who knows whom before they arrived, who is with whom, who is alone, where are they from, what are they looking for if they are looking for anything? This place also allows day passes for those who cannot afford the rooms or are living near by and just want to sun naked.
Joe is one who apparently lives near by. We saw him every day come and work out in the gym (wearing just a jock strap) and then either lie out in the sun for a while or sit in the hot tub or the sauna (naked). Interesting thing about Joe, he is apparently a fire fighter and just likes to hang out naked, he was not looking for sex. Now he has an incredible body (works out every day) and could get just about anyone he wanted but from what the owners told me, he is basically straight and just comes for nudity. He has apparently on occasion let someone service him but only if there was no one else around.
The owners are a gay couple, one with a body builder shape and the other more or less a little nerdy (in a cute kind of way) in their late 40's. Only the nerdy one was there this weekend since this is only one of several businesses that they own and his partner watches over the others. Our host was a lonely man. Owning a B+B is a lonely job apparently. No one stays for long, you have work to do when everyone else is enjoying themselves, and you shouldn't "play" with the guests since it blurs the line of host and guest and can lead to you being taken advantage of. Apparently it is not uncommon for someone to offer sex and then ask that their bill be reduced accordingly.
Our friends arrived about 8 hours before we did and apparently got busy with someone on a day pass within the first hour. I know because they told me. So did our host and another couple that was staying there. Apparently a gay B+B is not the place to keep secrets.
Going on a trip with friends is fascinating on many levels. It can be a test of the friendship. It can also make the trip much more enjoyable. Spending time with your friends while naked really means that you trust and like your friends a great deal. We had a great time drinking and swimming and hot tubbing and playing board games (all naked). Did we cross any new boundaries? No. That's not what we were there for (at least not with each other). I am not sure what my reaction would have been if someone had put it on the table, sex with our good friends. My fear is that it would change the nature of our friendship, my hope would be that it would not and we could all have a few good laughs. Would I or wouldn't I? I think it really depends on the moment and how everyone was feeling about it at the time.
One of the mysteries that weekend was the man sitting alone on his balcony in the dark, chain smoking cigarettes and working on his computer the evening when we arrived. I made it one of my objectives to find out his story. I did not see him at all the next day and wondered if he had checked out. I asked our host who explained he was a last minute guest who arrived a couple of days earlier. He took the best room for the first two nights but since it was booked by someone else for the rest of the weekend, he had moved to one of the smaller rooms. That night after my partner and our friends had gone to bed, I was sitting in the courtyard in my PJ's (it got chilly at night) unable to sleep. I see someone walk out of the house and around the long way to the opposite side of the pool, sit in a chair and light up. Since I had seen no one else smoking, I assumed it was our mystery man. He was sitting in a chair directly opposite me, looking casually my way. I walk around the pool and introduce my self. Standing next to him, I gauge his age at around 40, very handsome and in excellent shape, dressed in walking shorts and an open jacket. He has a short crew cut and the cigarette gives him a mysterious and slightly dangerous look (amazing how easily we can fall into stereotypes). He says his name is Nick and he has a broad smile. His manner of speech could best be described as slightly California surfer. I mentioned that I had not seen him during the day and he explained that he had gotten too much Sun the day before and stayed in today. Looking up at what has been his point of view for the last 10 minutes or so I see that he had a direct line of view of the older couple having sex in their room with the curtains wide open, they would have been behind me when I was sitting in my chair. Realizing this was probably what he was looking at, I make some short polite chit chat (names, where we are from, have you stayed here before) and then excuse myself to go back to my seat. After a few minutes he comes over to me and we continue our conversation. He has interesting job with a major cosmetic company and gets to go to Milan and Paris on a regular basis for work. He loves the job but not the gay men he works with (wearing their latest sexual conquest as if displaying the latest shirt from Milan). He asks me to continue the conversation in his room since it is chilly and my partner is asleep in mine. I go. Well, as you can assume, he did have ulterior motives. Now normally I would consider this guy out of my league, but he was coming on to me and who was I to say no? He proceeded to give me one of the most sensual and loving BJ's I have ever had. He allows me to play with him, but tells me that he is not interested in an orgasm for himself but just wants to give me pleasure. Again, who am I to say no to that? After we have finished, I excuse myself to go take a shower outside before retiring for the evening. He insists upon washing me himself and lovingly washes me from head to toe. Love the occasional mystery man.
I think that is enough for now. There is more to tell on this weekend, but I will save it for later.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Underwear...
Anonymous said...
can you talk about guys and their choice of underwear that you see. any correlation between orientation and the type of underwear? i like to wear thongs and I'm straight. have to hide it from my wife as she isn't too keen on them.
OK, I do see a lot of underwear in my job. What does it say about a guy? Well....
Let's start with the real purpose of underwear. It is a protective garment meant to keep your other garments from getting soiled with sweat or "other" stains. Later, some was designed to offer support to keep from flopping around or from "showing" your good through certain garments. Side note: in Wisconsin there is a law on the books that it is illegal for a man to show an erection through his clothing in public, so be careful in WI. Today there is also "enhancing" underwear to give a boost to what nature gave you.
Fashion follows function and a wide variety of styles, colors and prints have become popular in the last 50 years.
Now, in my practice I do take note of the underwear of my clients because it will say something about them. I have both sensual and non sensual clients and sometimes, with a new client, I will take stock of their underwear if I am unsure of what they are looking for. Some observations follow.
First, the more money one spends on their underwear is usually related to how sensual they are as people. They wear undergarments to bring attention to their genitals and butts. They usually like to wear undergarments that make them feel good there as well. Gay men in general spend more money on their underwear than straight men.
Younger men tend to wear longer undergarments like boxers and boxer briefs. Older men tend to wear briefs or smaller (though some much older men have only worn boxers in their entire lives).
Commando (no underwear) accounts for only about one out of every 30 clients. These are also the men who will start stripping the moment they enter the room.
Thongs are the least common of types of underwear I see. Most of the time a man who wears thongs has an underwear fetish and finds them sexy. This person usually likes to see others dressed similarly and often owns a large collection of underwear and is always interested in more.
Tightey Whiteys are usually only worn by straight men who may or may not be interested in an erotic massage but if they are, it is something that they are just recently getting into with guys.
Old white boxers tell me they are probably only looking for a regular massage (again, straight). Not saying that straight men don't wear any or all of the above.
Boxer Briefs are currently the most popular style that I see followed by fashion briefs in a variety of colors.
Men who are "coming out" later in life will often start buying more fashionable underwear.
I notice that a lot of men don't wear underwear that fits them. Older men tend to buy underwear too small and younger men to wear underwear too large. Very old men tend to wear boxers that are too large.
I do have a couple of clients that are true underwear lovers that never wear the same underwear twice to see me. They will show up in thongs, jocks, mesh, leather, nylon, chain or whatever they love on that day. Occasionally I have been asked to wear special underwear (I only do this if I already own it or if they provide it) and even to wear the underwear that they had been wearing (I did this once) and then they wore it home again.
I do not understand the current fascination with the younger generation to wear their pants down below their butt and show some baggy boxers. I snicker every time I see it. They look silly! I am sure they feel sexy and someone somewhere must find them sexy but I still laugh. By the way, I personally do not know any gay men who do this, I am sure they are some somewhere.
Do I find underwear sexy? Sure, sometimes. More when I was younger than I do now. I usually wear boxer briefs myself since they are comfortable. Occasionally I will wear one of the more interesting pairs that I have a few of. Occasionally I like to go "Commando."
So, does wearing a thong make you gay or bisexual? No. Having a desire to have sex with other men makes you gay or bisexual. Wearing a thong is simply a sign that you are a sensual person.
Nothing wrong with that as far as I am concerned...
can you talk about guys and their choice of underwear that you see. any correlation between orientation and the type of underwear? i like to wear thongs and I'm straight. have to hide it from my wife as she isn't too keen on them.
OK, I do see a lot of underwear in my job. What does it say about a guy? Well....
Let's start with the real purpose of underwear. It is a protective garment meant to keep your other garments from getting soiled with sweat or "other" stains. Later, some was designed to offer support to keep from flopping around or from "showing" your good through certain garments. Side note: in Wisconsin there is a law on the books that it is illegal for a man to show an erection through his clothing in public, so be careful in WI. Today there is also "enhancing" underwear to give a boost to what nature gave you.
Fashion follows function and a wide variety of styles, colors and prints have become popular in the last 50 years.
Now, in my practice I do take note of the underwear of my clients because it will say something about them. I have both sensual and non sensual clients and sometimes, with a new client, I will take stock of their underwear if I am unsure of what they are looking for. Some observations follow.
First, the more money one spends on their underwear is usually related to how sensual they are as people. They wear undergarments to bring attention to their genitals and butts. They usually like to wear undergarments that make them feel good there as well. Gay men in general spend more money on their underwear than straight men.
Younger men tend to wear longer undergarments like boxers and boxer briefs. Older men tend to wear briefs or smaller (though some much older men have only worn boxers in their entire lives).
Commando (no underwear) accounts for only about one out of every 30 clients. These are also the men who will start stripping the moment they enter the room.
Thongs are the least common of types of underwear I see. Most of the time a man who wears thongs has an underwear fetish and finds them sexy. This person usually likes to see others dressed similarly and often owns a large collection of underwear and is always interested in more.
Tightey Whiteys are usually only worn by straight men who may or may not be interested in an erotic massage but if they are, it is something that they are just recently getting into with guys.
Old white boxers tell me they are probably only looking for a regular massage (again, straight). Not saying that straight men don't wear any or all of the above.
Boxer Briefs are currently the most popular style that I see followed by fashion briefs in a variety of colors.
Men who are "coming out" later in life will often start buying more fashionable underwear.
I notice that a lot of men don't wear underwear that fits them. Older men tend to buy underwear too small and younger men to wear underwear too large. Very old men tend to wear boxers that are too large.
I do have a couple of clients that are true underwear lovers that never wear the same underwear twice to see me. They will show up in thongs, jocks, mesh, leather, nylon, chain or whatever they love on that day. Occasionally I have been asked to wear special underwear (I only do this if I already own it or if they provide it) and even to wear the underwear that they had been wearing (I did this once) and then they wore it home again.
I do not understand the current fascination with the younger generation to wear their pants down below their butt and show some baggy boxers. I snicker every time I see it. They look silly! I am sure they feel sexy and someone somewhere must find them sexy but I still laugh. By the way, I personally do not know any gay men who do this, I am sure they are some somewhere.
Do I find underwear sexy? Sure, sometimes. More when I was younger than I do now. I usually wear boxer briefs myself since they are comfortable. Occasionally I will wear one of the more interesting pairs that I have a few of. Occasionally I like to go "Commando."
So, does wearing a thong make you gay or bisexual? No. Having a desire to have sex with other men makes you gay or bisexual. Wearing a thong is simply a sign that you are a sensual person.
Nothing wrong with that as far as I am concerned...
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Ahhhh..... Springtime, when a young man's fancy turns to other young men.... and my allergies act up. I have talked before about the issues my allergies can have on my work. It is hard to get and keep an erection with a sinus headache and even more difficult if I am zoning on antihistamines. The weather this Spring has been difficult. The weather got hot for a few short days very early and has been cold, wet and dreary for weeks. This is bad for business. I should have been busy with week leading to the full moon, but it was too slow for words.
Had a new client today though, a plumber. I love when I get a client with an unexpected career. How many plumber are there who come to a guy for erotic massage? Probably more than we would expect. He was a handsome dark skinned man, about 6'1", 200+ pounds, muscular with a very large bubble butt. He asked for a combination of some deep tissue and sensual work. Fine with me. He strips down and hops on the table face down, I stay dressed since this was not discussed. I work on his back, his muscles are hard and I use a good deal of pressure and check with him often. While a man may have great muscles, he may have a very low pain tolerance.
He has only asked for an hour massage and there is a lot to do so I end the work on the upper back earlier than I would have liked (there were several knots that needed attention) and work the lower back for a bit. He is a butt lifter, every time I graze one of those bubble butt cheeks he lifts his butt and waves it in the air. This usually means he's a bottom, but not always.
I work the legs and my eventually I get back to his butt. A few exploratory touches reveal that he definitely likes a bit of butt play. His dick is hard and extending between his legs (worth noting that despite the size of his butt, feet and hands; his dick is average). I go for broke and let a well lubed finger start sliding in. He seems to be enjoying the attention, his butt is undulating. The finger slips in and I find his prostate, his butt clenches on to my finger with an incredible amount of pressure. This is not unusual, most men will involuntarily clench when the prostate is first touched. He does not let go. I eventually slowly slide my finger back out and let him relax. I give him a light touch all over and again slowly work a finger in. There is no resistance until again, I hit the prostate and he clenches hard and does not let go. I again slowly withdraw and let it be. He has been very quiet through all of this. I climb onto the table and work on his back, he is still waving his butt at my crotch. After dismounting, I wipe him down and ask him to turn over.
Working my way down from his shoulders I test his nipples, they do not seem to be overly sensitive. I rub his belly and watch his dick, it has been soft since he turned over. I graze the base of it and it stirs but does not get hard. I vary from the usual and work his legs for a while, still no reaction from his dick. Finally I just start rubbing it out right and occasionally letting a hand slip down to his crack, the dick is coming back to life; I play with his balls, it's getting much harder. I go back and tweak a nipple, they are very sensitive now. For the first time, the client is reaching for my crotch, fortunately I have a semi woody. I let him feel around through my clothes, he reaches for the waistband of my pants, trying to get his hand on my penis. I stop my work and fish out my dick for him to play with (wouldn't you?). For a plumber he has a pretty good touch. It happens within 30 seconds of touch my dick that he sighs and cums. Those reactions always surprise me; I am used to hearing grunts and yells.
I finish the massage and send him on his way. He was not a talker so other than the plumbing thing (he pulled up in a plumbing truck, so I asked) I know little about him. I don't believe he is married, no ring or noticeable missing ring spot. He could be bi or he might be gay or he might be "straight but curious". He had given me the money before we started so I don't think this was his first time. He was nice enough though like I said, not a talker and there is nothing wrong with that.
So what did you do today?
Had a new client today though, a plumber. I love when I get a client with an unexpected career. How many plumber are there who come to a guy for erotic massage? Probably more than we would expect. He was a handsome dark skinned man, about 6'1", 200+ pounds, muscular with a very large bubble butt. He asked for a combination of some deep tissue and sensual work. Fine with me. He strips down and hops on the table face down, I stay dressed since this was not discussed. I work on his back, his muscles are hard and I use a good deal of pressure and check with him often. While a man may have great muscles, he may have a very low pain tolerance.
He has only asked for an hour massage and there is a lot to do so I end the work on the upper back earlier than I would have liked (there were several knots that needed attention) and work the lower back for a bit. He is a butt lifter, every time I graze one of those bubble butt cheeks he lifts his butt and waves it in the air. This usually means he's a bottom, but not always.
I work the legs and my eventually I get back to his butt. A few exploratory touches reveal that he definitely likes a bit of butt play. His dick is hard and extending between his legs (worth noting that despite the size of his butt, feet and hands; his dick is average). I go for broke and let a well lubed finger start sliding in. He seems to be enjoying the attention, his butt is undulating. The finger slips in and I find his prostate, his butt clenches on to my finger with an incredible amount of pressure. This is not unusual, most men will involuntarily clench when the prostate is first touched. He does not let go. I eventually slowly slide my finger back out and let him relax. I give him a light touch all over and again slowly work a finger in. There is no resistance until again, I hit the prostate and he clenches hard and does not let go. I again slowly withdraw and let it be. He has been very quiet through all of this. I climb onto the table and work on his back, he is still waving his butt at my crotch. After dismounting, I wipe him down and ask him to turn over.
Working my way down from his shoulders I test his nipples, they do not seem to be overly sensitive. I rub his belly and watch his dick, it has been soft since he turned over. I graze the base of it and it stirs but does not get hard. I vary from the usual and work his legs for a while, still no reaction from his dick. Finally I just start rubbing it out right and occasionally letting a hand slip down to his crack, the dick is coming back to life; I play with his balls, it's getting much harder. I go back and tweak a nipple, they are very sensitive now. For the first time, the client is reaching for my crotch, fortunately I have a semi woody. I let him feel around through my clothes, he reaches for the waistband of my pants, trying to get his hand on my penis. I stop my work and fish out my dick for him to play with (wouldn't you?). For a plumber he has a pretty good touch. It happens within 30 seconds of touch my dick that he sighs and cums. Those reactions always surprise me; I am used to hearing grunts and yells.
I finish the massage and send him on his way. He was not a talker so other than the plumbing thing (he pulled up in a plumbing truck, so I asked) I know little about him. I don't believe he is married, no ring or noticeable missing ring spot. He could be bi or he might be gay or he might be "straight but curious". He had given me the money before we started so I don't think this was his first time. He was nice enough though like I said, not a talker and there is nothing wrong with that.
So what did you do today?
Friday, May 8, 2009
Forget your troubles...
First off, again, I will apologize for not writing in a very long time. I took some time off for the holidays and then I thought I would wait to see if anyone missed me. They didn't. At least not enough to say so. Finally someone wrote asking if I had quit so I will write again.
What has happened in the intervening months? Not a lot. Had some good weeks and some not so good weeks as far as business goes. It has continued to decline over all. I really must find a new source of main income. If I need to quit doing Bodywork to make that happen I will. Just so everyone understands, I have no issues with the work I do, others may. It simply is not paying the bills.
Of course work is hard to find these days since the economy is in the toilet. There have been reports of people committing suicide and taking their spouses and/or children with them. Well on some level I can understand their frustration and even their depression; I do not understand the actual exits. If I were suicidal, I would hope that I remember that it is always an option and I can do it later after I really freaking live my life for a while. For example: I quit my high paying job a few years back and have now gone through all my savings and am in quite a bit of debt. I have no great future prospects as this time and to be honest the thought of starting over in a new career is not appealing. SO? I can always kill myself later. For now I may as well enjoy the fact that I am here. Go see some free museums or live theater or movies or hitch hike to somewhere or whatever. I mean it's not as if I can undo any of the choices that have brought me to this point. I quit my job because I was miserable. Happiness is still a choice for any of us. So I have no retirement plan, I can always kill myself later. Right?
I mean if I wanted to get depressed I could, but why? So I have not had a single client all week, OK, hopefully I will be overworked next week, in the mean time, I am writing my blog again. So I still rent an apartment, I am not in fear of loosing a house. My partner has stuck with me through all of this and is actually thriving in his role of bread winner (mind you are income is still half of what it was 3 years ago). Great! I feel bad that I am not able to help more right now, but things will turn around. It is a time for me to think about what I want to do next, even if it does mean starting over. It's OK. I can always borrow a bunch of money and go back to college and get a Masters in something...
I was going to write about some other thoughts but I will end this here and save the rest for another day. Hopefully someone who is having a rough time will read this and think "I can live a while longer and enjoy life!" - Jack
What has happened in the intervening months? Not a lot. Had some good weeks and some not so good weeks as far as business goes. It has continued to decline over all. I really must find a new source of main income. If I need to quit doing Bodywork to make that happen I will. Just so everyone understands, I have no issues with the work I do, others may. It simply is not paying the bills.
Of course work is hard to find these days since the economy is in the toilet. There have been reports of people committing suicide and taking their spouses and/or children with them. Well on some level I can understand their frustration and even their depression; I do not understand the actual exits. If I were suicidal, I would hope that I remember that it is always an option and I can do it later after I really freaking live my life for a while. For example: I quit my high paying job a few years back and have now gone through all my savings and am in quite a bit of debt. I have no great future prospects as this time and to be honest the thought of starting over in a new career is not appealing. SO? I can always kill myself later. For now I may as well enjoy the fact that I am here. Go see some free museums or live theater or movies or hitch hike to somewhere or whatever. I mean it's not as if I can undo any of the choices that have brought me to this point. I quit my job because I was miserable. Happiness is still a choice for any of us. So I have no retirement plan, I can always kill myself later. Right?
I mean if I wanted to get depressed I could, but why? So I have not had a single client all week, OK, hopefully I will be overworked next week, in the mean time, I am writing my blog again. So I still rent an apartment, I am not in fear of loosing a house. My partner has stuck with me through all of this and is actually thriving in his role of bread winner (mind you are income is still half of what it was 3 years ago). Great! I feel bad that I am not able to help more right now, but things will turn around. It is a time for me to think about what I want to do next, even if it does mean starting over. It's OK. I can always borrow a bunch of money and go back to college and get a Masters in something...
I was going to write about some other thoughts but I will end this here and save the rest for another day. Hopefully someone who is having a rough time will read this and think "I can live a while longer and enjoy life!" - Jack
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