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So here’s how the massage turned out: Marshall actually needed a massage. He’s attractive with a great cock but I always feel nervous about how it’s going to play out.Ħ:00 p.m. This guy, Marshall, always tries to fuck around after our massage, so I’m preparing myself for that. I have to get all the way to Harlem for an appointment.
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We’re trying to figure out the financial logistics. Oh the damage we could do here …ġ1:45 p.m. We’d each have a huge bedroom and it’s a great, spacious apartment for parties. Carl found an apartment for us to look at so I’m meeting him there. But as always, once it’s over, I feel sad about myself. I’m not sure why - probably need therapy for that one. I love being with him sexually our sexual chemistry is off the charts. We go back to the bedroom that I was just fucked in and start to fool around. He’s drunk or high and being very flirtatious with me. The bigger dude fucks me while I blow his husband.
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I meet an older married couple, and they want to fuck. People drinking wine and mingling.ġ0:30 p.m. It’s at the apartment of one of Carl’s actor friends.ĩ p.m. I’m having more drinks with another friend, Devon, before we head to a party in Soho. One massage today but it’s a friend, so it’s okay that I might smell like beer.ħ p.m. He swears he doesn’t mind covering the majority of the rent but I feel weird about it.Ĥ:30 p.m. Carl and I want to be roommates but he makes more money than I do, and he comes from money, so it’s a little awkward. We’re having a few beers after our loading the car. I thought I took in a lot of jizz, but Carl is rolling in it - guys visit him behind stage and just offer to blow him.ģ p.m. Carl is a Broadway actor and his stories are unbelievable. We’re moving couches and tables to a U-Haul. It’s a peculiar but kind of enviable arrangement.ġ1 a.m. In the meantime, he’s staying at his sugar daddy’s house - this sugar daddy is never home, always jet-setting somewhere. He’s putting everything in storage while he finds a better apartment. My friend, Carl, is moving today so I’m heading to his apartment soon to help lift the heavy things. I really like him and have feelings for him and he is strictly looking-to-fuck kind of guy, so seeing him always leaves me feeling like shit (after getting fucked by him, which is always a complete high). Young, gay, fit, sexual, “upscale” people just looking for a good time. He tends to treat me like shit out in public, and not much better in private to be honest. Mikey and I run in the same social circles. Plus, I think this guy I know who I really care about, Mikey, will be there. It’s right up my alley but I’m physically exhausted. My friend, Trey, tries to get me to come to some orgy tonight - an L.A. He gave me a $50 dollar tip on top of the $200.Ĩ:30 p.m. Heading to next appointment from the UES massage. (Note: I break this policy more than I care to admit.) I think with men like him, it’s thrilling enough just to have a younger gay male giving them attention it doesn’t have to turn sexual.ģ:30 p.m. I have a pretty strict policy about not mixing business with pleasure. He’s single and gay and a huge flirt too. He’s on the Upper East Side - a very old, like 70, very rich man.
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I’m a huge flirt, so this is hard for me.ġ:30 p.m. Some days I work out twice, but I won’t have time for that today, so I try to cram everything in, in one hour. Everyone knows me here and it’s close to a family for me. I’ve been working out since high school, and I can’t live without it. I’m at the gym, my favorite place in the world. I charge about $200 per massage, cash, so if I do two massages a day, I do okay for myself. I’m a massage therapist who works with very select clientele. My job is whatever hours I want, so I try to never schedule anything before noon. This week, a massage therapist enjoying the party life that often leaves him lonely: gay, single, Williamsburg, 27.ġ0 a.m.