I have to go now…invited to an after New Year’s party and I am the party favor…first time sex since NYE!
I sure do,, I am seeing one right now as a weekly thing. It is wonderful! Dating at my age (58 year old guy) sucks. This is so much better. I would love to see a separate section for this topic
I have paid for it. In my younger years the wife was not completing keeping up with my needs. Really didn’t have the opportunity for an affair so thought paying would be a reasonable alternative. First time was absolutely amazing, second time it so much. There is always good and bad experience. Looking back I’m glad I did what I did.
After we separated, my wife devised a simple payment schedule. If a guy took her for drinks after work, he could feel her bare breasts (and they were nice) under her blouse when he kissed her goodnight. Buy her appetizers with the drinks, and he could feel her up and finger her with the goodnight kiss. Buy her dinner and she would invite him in to consummate the relationship, even on the first date. After the word got around, she had a lot of first dates. So, yes, the guys who took her out paid for her favors. Everybody knew the deal, and everybody paid for the level of favors they wanted. Most opted for the dinner and the full service that came with it. It was cheap and she was easy. But they still paid for it. Prostitution at its basic level.
I think it is safe to say a lot of guys are doing it all over the world, being an industry that is reported to bring in over $100 billion worldwide.
In much of Europe, such where I live, it is not illegal to be a prostitute, it is illegal to be the “John”. Still, there is no lack of business!
I had sex with a female prostitute once, in Manhattan in 2000. I was doing some contract work in the Catskill mountains for a number of months, and got really lonely and horny. I went online looking for a swingers club, and I finally found one that accepted single males (obviously, a rarity). I drove the two hours to NYC, paid my $80 entrance fee (it was a little extra for single guys), but was surprised to see the place empty. I guess things started a little later in the evening. An hour later another single guy around my age, in our 30s, came in, and flopped down on one of the sofas near me, and we waited together. The place was still empty. I was horny for pussy, but since I was bi, I was contemplating whether to make a move on him, because he was really really cute. I wondered if they allowed guys to have sex with each other in this club. But I thought I'd get up and have a closer look around, and eventually saw a couple of women coming out of a door, and later a third girl. It then hit me: this wasn't a swingers club, it was a low class brothel. Since I already paid my money, I ended up fucking the prettiest of the 3 girls on the huge mat on the floor, though she was still less good looking than the ugliest of the countless strippers who have given me table dances or lap dances in my life. But I got my rocks off, cumming in the condom deep inside her pussy. The only other time with a professional girl was when I went to a massage parlour beside a famous strip joint in Niagara Falls, the Sundowner, decades ago. She led me into the massage room, gave me a towel, and invited me to take a shower, which I did. When I came out she was already naked, and gorgeous beyond belief. But unfortunately the rule was the men could not touch the women, just look. I think I just hit the place at a time after they got busted by the cops. So all I could do was enjoy her touch and feast my eyes on her lovely body, while she gave me an awesome oil massage, back and front, on the massage table, with a happy ending. Oh my gosh, I can't believe how amazing her hands were on my cock, and unfortunately how fast she made me blow my load, with my cum flying probably 5 feet into the air. It caused her even a little bit of surprise, because I could tell it caught her off guard, almost hitting her in the face. I don't usually cum that hard. But I did note a little bit of revulsion from her, and total professionalism, neither a nice thing. It was certainly nothing like the enjoyment I've had hundreds of times with guys: we all love each other's cum so much, unlike any woman I've ever been with (though, besides these two women, it's only been two girlfriends, 3 years each). The only time I did anything with a professional man, so far, was when I went to a gay strip club in Toronto, Remington's, maybe in the late 1990s (unfortunately Remington's ended up the last such club, and is now even closed). I got a private dance in an actual private room with him. His body was absolutely amazing, and his cock absolutely perfect, a beautiful 8 inches. It was still early on in my gay adventures, so I still had not perfected deepthroating, but immensely enjoyed sucking his cock, and him sucking me, with both of us cumming, and swallowing. I don't know how many songs I paid for, but it was worth it, and so satisfying. I mean, he actually came for me, and it was a good volume, and great tasting! The next day I was a little bit afraid of an STI, since I did suck a male gay prostitute and swallowed his semen, but I was fine. He asked whether I wanted to fuck his ass, but I hadn't yet started doing anal with guys, I guess, so I declined. I still had some internalized homophobia about gay fucking. That left me, thank God, 12 years ago. My straight best friend, John, keeps wanting me to go with him to that Sundowner strip club, since I've moved back to Niagara Falls (he blows hundreds of dollars there every week, but just lap dancing, since sex is now forbidden, not like it used to be like: John used to get laid a lot there years ago). I keep making excuses (he doesn't know I'm gay now, or ever was bi), but maybe I'll do it since I still do find women attractive--except their vulvas, so it might be an issue, since those go an inch in front of your face.