DILLON BUCK

OFFICE JUNIOR

2010-06-05T09:46:00.000-07:00

When two testosterone fuelled alpha males meet in a toilet and one flashes his big hard meaty cock at the other that’s all it takes for the beginning of something truly special. Sparks, sweat and cum fly when US porn star Junior Stellano meets UK porn star Dillon Buck. As Dillon takes a leak in the urinal Junior comes out of the cubicle and both men eye each other up. Dillon’s large cock stiffens at the sight of the hunky Junior. Junior moves in closer and starts to play with Dillon’s rock hard cock and massive balls, he almost chokes on Dillon’s meat as he takes it all in his mouth. The action moves from the toilet to the office where Dillon bounds Juniors hands with a tie and force feeds his cock to Junior.

Some passionate kissing leads to Dillon ripping open Juniors shirt and feasting on the studs ripped torso and hairy chest. Dillon forces Junior on to the desk and begins to rim his hole. His cock is aching to fuck Junior’s hungry hole and pounds away like his life depends on it. Junior stares into Dillon’s eyes teasing him, wanting more, wanting it harder! Both studs are uninhibited and very sexually experienced which makes for some mind blowing, sensational fucking! The sex is fast, passionate and aggressive between two men with big throbbing cocks who know just how to use them to drive the other man wild. If you are after real men having real sex then look no further! MENATPLAY the number one suit fetish sex site has it all for you!

A SOLDIER'S GOODBYE

2010-05-29T01:56:00.000-07:00

'A Soldier's Goodbye' features the well-hung Dillon Buck and hairy bodybuilder Aaron Cage; they're the last two soldiers of their unit to go home and this is their last night. Wearing boxers and wifebeaters, these two soldiers settle into their bunks. Aaron suggests that since they have the place to themselves that they might fool around. Dillon walks his 9-inch cock over to Aaron's bunk. By the time Aaron hauls Dillon's huge cock out of his boxers, it's already half hard; after a few seconds in Aaron's mouth it's at full mast – and what a wicked, curved dick it is. "Fuck! It's massive," Aaron says.

Aaron gives Dillon a nice wet blowjob, deepthroating his huge cock right down to his pubes. Then these two soldiers kiss passionately and for quite a while. The soldiers tumble onto the bunk and Dillon sucks Aaron's cock. Watching both of these men sucking dick gets me pretty hot. Dillon's got such a huge cock that you'd love watching any man suck it, but what makes Aaron's blowjob so spectacular is that Aaron has very plump lips and they look amazing sliding up and down Dillon's hard meat. And Dillon takes his time with Aaron's cock, licking it and letting his tongue explore every inch of it.

Aaron gets down on all fours and soldier Dillon Buck stands at the bunk's edge and starts inching his whopping 9-inch hard cock into Aaron's hairy ass. Aaron starts to grunt as Dillon's cock hits his rosebud, then he says, "Oh fuck," and then, "OH fuck," and finally, "OH FUCK!" And it's all in! No matter how much dick this soldier gets up his hairy ass, he's moaning for more. The cumshot finale is pretty hot. Dillon lies down on the floor between the two bunks and Aaron squats over him, lowering himself onto that 9-inch hot rod. Then Dillon bounces up and down at a furious pace, all the while jerking his own big cock. And after a few minutes of pumping cum, starts spraying everywhere. One thing's for sure, these two soldiers go home very happy men.

PRIEST

2010-05-01T03:09:00.000-07:00

INSATIABLE

2009-11-27T10:55:00.000-08:00

Kurt Rogers is at it again... And this time he is hungrier and hornier than ever before! Who will satisfy his insatiable hunger for cock? Jerking and sucking himself off at home is not enough, so follow him as he cruises the streets of Cape Town and gets pounded by a hot traffic cop, daydreams of a straight male model, and hardcore group action at a local bar. But his insatiable lust for more cum dripping cock is not over yet! Maybe the hitchhiker stud and his huge throbbing cock will finally fill his hungry ass... or will he? This is hardcore, cum drenching action at it's best!

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FUCKING 9 INCHES

2009-11-27T10:32:00.000-08:00

This is actually the first video that I shot for Butch Dixon. Somehow, in the frenzy to get the site open, this video got lost on a hard drive that I send to my editor. Imagine my delight when he called me up to let me know that he found this video. Dillon Buck has been a favourite hairy man of mine. I discovered him and his 9 inches a few years ago; he's a good-looking bugger, with a devilish smile, 9 inches of prime dick, and he really does a good job of acting, as well as fucking.

In this newly-discovered fuck video, I paired Dillon up with Chris, a heavily tattooed, hairy man. He's a sexy fucker. His left arm is completely tattooed in a sleeve of ink, and from there the tattoos travel across his chest and back and down his other arm. When this scene opens Chris is lying on top of Dillon, and the two men are kissing passionately. (We didn't really try to do stories back then.)

Soon they're ripping the clothes off one another and Chris goes down on Dillon, swallowing all 9 thick inches. As he's bobbing up and down on Dillon's cock, Chris is watching Dillon to see if he's enjoying the blowjob. And he is! After a bit of rimming, Chris Tower mounts Dillon and shoves his cock down the well-hung stud's throat. But the piece de resistance is watching Chris impale himself on Dillon's 9-inch cock. He pounds Dillon's dick in both the front and reverse cowboy, and with each thrust that huge cock disappears right down to the balls.

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ON THE ROPES - EPISODE 7

2009-11-06T11:50:00.000-08:00

Dillon Buck returns as D.I.Sweeney for one final episode and he’s facing his old adversary Ross Hurston. Restrained and unable to resist, Sweeney submits to Ross’s masterful mouth, his thick 10" cock throbbing as it’s finally released from a sweaty jock and stiffening ever more as Ross works the length with his talented throat. He’s straining to stop himself from cumming until finally freeing himself and pulling the hairy hunk down onto his cock - arse first. Ross of course loves riding the rock-hard piece of uncut meat and eagerly takes it deep inside his twitching, hot hole, milking Sweeney’s dick for all he’s worth. The harder Sweeney fucks, the more he loves it. The ending, of course, is explosive…

PULLING PUNCHES

2009-07-24T15:04:00.000-07:00

Robbie wants to get into boxing as a way to tone his smooth body and to spar with the fit lads he's seen at the boxing gym. He books a private training session with the club's trainer Dillon to learn how to handle himself, but his trainer thinks he can go much further than just some basic moves.Dillon folds his muscular arms around Robbie's shoulders and guides his fists into the punch bag. Both of them can feeling the rising sexual tension and its not long before Robbie is on his knees worshipping Dillons beautiful fat dick, before Dillon plunders Robbies smooth, tight arse and lies him down to squirt hot, globs of cum over him.

IT'S NOT IF...(IT'S WHEN)

2009-07-24T14:54:00.000-07:00

Pent-up lusts run rampant in the exclusive private finishing school that Michael attends. He watches his gym instructor and begins to feel a tightness in his underpants. He's seen the weight in the crotch of Dillon's pants and wanked himself to sleep just imagining his teachers fat cock pressing to his lips and to the aching, twitching hole of his arse. But little does he know Dillon has been taking more than a professional interest in his pupil, and its not a question of if somethings going to happen between them - its when....

D. I. SWEENEY - DIAMONDS

2009-07-24T14:41:00.000-07:00

D.I. Sweeney is questioning a con man Ulysse. Sweeney always knows how to get a full confession during a probing interview; but this time, Sweeney is looking for some stolen diamonds. He dons a glove, bends Ulysse over the table and starts digging around the con man's fuck hole. Not finding the diamonds he keeps looking, and lo and behold, he finds them hiding in Ulysse's foreskin. With the nasty work out of the way, there's nothing left to do except force this con man to take care of Sweeney's dick. And Ulysse is thrilled to get in one last big dick sex session before he heads up the river. Although where Ulysee is going there will be no shortage of dick dicks or sex!

COWBOYS

2009-03-20T08:55:00.000-07:00

Angus was really anxious to fall into the hay with Dillon Buck and get to work on that huge, uncut cock. I could barely get the video camera fired up fast enough. Much to my surprise, Angus gives Dillon's cowboy boots a spit shine with his tongue. While Dillon watched, the well-hung cowboy fished out that monster dick of his and started stroking it hard. By the time Dillon's boots are cleaned up real good, his uncut cock is rock hard — look at that beautiful banana curve. Angus moves in and starts licking it and teasing Dillon. But Dillon knows how to handle a cock tease. He lies back in the hay, grabs his fat dick, and summons Angus to sit on it. Angus inches on to Dillon's fat cock, impaling his fuck hole slowly until his ass makes room for this mammoth tool. When Angus is buried to the balls, Dillon lives up to his name and starts bucking up into this young cowboys tight hole. Dillon rewards Angus showering his chest, neck, and chin with his huge load of spunk.

2008-12-13T07:54:00.001-08:00

BLUE MOVIE

THE COTTAGE - EPISODE 6

2008-09-10T05:58:00.000-07:00

Sweeney's back! When our wayward cop finds beefy lad Thierry waving his hard, uncut cock at him in a public restroom, does he reach for his badge and arrest the guy for lewd behavior? Or does he force him to his knees and use his 10", thick tool to hand out some more direct punishment by fucking first his face, then his meaty arse without mercy and filing his mouth with hot cum? Can you guess?

READY

2008-09-10T05:45:00.001-07:00

There’s nothing more annoying than waiting for someone to get ready when you’re late for work. But when Dr. Richard comes by to give Arthur a ride, the only moaning he ends up doing is one of pleasure. Dr. Richard just can’t control himself at the sight of Arthur’s unbuttoned shirt and tight white underwear and punctuality soon flies out of the window of Arthur’s new apartment. Seeing Dr. Richards rapidly hardening cock, it’s not long before he’s on his knees servicing the good doctor's enormous piece of meat.

HIRING AN ESCORT - FOR THE CLIENT

2008-07-17T18:34:00.000-07:00

Today, escorting has become widely popular and a much sought after service and no longer taboo. Clients are looking for quality and someone who ticks their boxes, while those escorts serious about the business are dedicated to providing a repeat performing service to the client. I always say that every client has their own reasons for hiring which may not always be JUST about sex - whether it be someone to have on their arm at a party, companionship on a vacation or business trip, decent conversation, or just to have a relaxing massage to unwind after a tough day in the office.

How do I choose an escort?
Most escorts, unless they specifically cater for an individual fetish will gear their adverts to cover the widest range of clientele and the ads should give you a pretty good idea of what the guy is like. Many guys understate their age and may exaggerate other features. Certainly adverts with photos help a lot but you have to trust your judgement when you talk to him on the phone about whether you will like him. I always say 'If you are in any doubt, look somewhere else'. Everyone has their own different kinds of needs, tastes, fetishes and desires. Luckily escorts come in all different shapes and sizes - the thing to remember is that this is a business transaction and not a relationship. The escort is charging you for his time and his company - as the expression goes 'money cant buy you love, but all the rest is negotiable'.

Will it work for me?
Try it .... you only live once and you will not know unless you do. Mostly and especially if the escort is good, well mannered and accommodating you will probably have a great time but don't go into it as though it will be a life changing event .... unless the escort is that exceptional LOL. Rather if you like it enough the first time, you may want to try it again.

What do you get for your £/$?
Each escort is giving you his time in exchange for a fee and what happens during that time is between two consenting adults. A discussion needs to take place beforehand so that the escort can understand your requirements. Always remember that the best experience is going to be the one where needs have been discussed and boundaries agreed and if at any time the escort becomes cagey about discussing things or is hesitant about what you ask - look elsewhere, you only need to go ahead when you are satisfied. However, just as you expect satisfaction, the escort expects to be paid in cash, in full and at the start of the meeting. Clients will also be obligated to pay for any extra expenses that might come up (travel, entry fees, tickets, meals, etc.) Most bad experiences between escorts and clients are die to failures in communication beforehand.

As to the actual costs these can vary depending on where you have heard about the particular escort, a magazine ad, through an agency or an ad on a particular Internet site. Agencies can be the most costly since there is not only the actual rate for the escort but also the agencies cut. A rough guideline in the U.K. for an escort who works for himself and meeting at his accommodation is at least £100 for about one hour. Some guys obviously charge more than this.

You need to find out where the guy lives and how do you get there? On the whole if you are meeting the escort at his place then it is understandable that he should give you his address .... to a point. I never give the actual house number until I get a call from the client saying he has arrived at the top of the street. This is one way the escort protects himself from time wasters. Negotiate arrangements that leave both parties feeling comfortable that is the best.

Usually for an escort to visit you, it will cost more, depending on time of day, location etc. A rough guide for this is £130 + travel costs for an hour. Avoid guys who are vague about what they charge, find out the cost first and agree an amount.

Giving information about yourself?
Read the escorts ad for the obvious - if they have an age limit then beware of that and tell the escort your age, being truthful and see what he says. It is also advisable to say if you are disabled or have any special requests, this is important for him to know. The real professional escorts appreciate honesty and above all clients who are clean and don't stink of alcohol, garlic or tobacco, but rather take pride in their personal hygiene. It stands to reason not to contact escorts who don't match the basic requirements of what you are looking for - if you are top only then an escort who is also a top only will know you are aware of that having seen the ad, or if in doubt ask! Likewise for me, is being contacted by clients wanting bareback sex, when all my ads clearly state my position on this!

We would be naive to think that escorting is only about going out for a candle lit dinner! All escorts I know, are aware of the risks of unprotected sex (sex without a condom) but not all clients are. However there are escorts who do offer bareback sex, just think what the consequences could be first. My stance is clear - I do not bareback for any amount of money! I have heard as well that some escorts will only give oral sex if the client wears a condom. If this is an issue for you, check first. All good escorts are prepared and so will carry all the necessary protection and lube with them for appointments. But remember anal sex is not always offered, so once again it is best to check first.

Calling him up!

If emailing / messaging it's always a good idea to establish when is a good time to call. Give a name and always be polite. Is it convenient to talk - he may not be in a position to talk or say much if he is in a supermarket or at home with friends / family about! Come straight to the point and say what you are looking for: ask what he charges and his availability. Escorts find it very irritating to be asked the same highly personal question over and over again. If you want to see him, sort out a time and location and fee. If you are not sure, say that you would like to think about it and will ring him back if you want to go ahead. If the escort is too pressing, abrupt or rude in any way, definitely look elsewhere. Sadly it is a fact - escorts get a lot of nuisance calls - so be prepared to be ignored if you ring in the middle of the night or ask the escort over and over again for intimate details without any intention of seeing him. If you ring and get an answering service, you may be tempted to leave your name and ask him to ring back - only do this if you already know him. But above all if the escorts ad clearly states that 'Withheld / Private numbers will not be answered' then be prepared that is you did call with holding your number not to be answered. In this day and age when so many numbers are blocked then when you call - leave a message with your number - most escorts understand and respect discretion.

Remember always that the best escorts top priority is to offer confidentiality so your discretion always comes first! Finally,

What to do if he is not what you want?
If you have seriously been miss led, you are in your perfect right to just leave and not pay. Some escorts will allow you to show up and leave without paying anything if you're not satisfied with the way they look. Most however would expect you to pay something even if you don't want to go through with it. If this is a concern it is best to mention it before finalising the appointment.

MARRIED MAN SEEKS SAME - PART I

2008-07-08T00:30:00.000-07:00

He has a loving wife, a small child—and sex with men on the side. How the Internet has made it easier than ever to lead a detection-proof double life.

The man sitting across from me would like to tell me his name, but doing so is against his rules. He could tell me a fake name, he says, though not the one he typically uses when meeting a man in the middle of the day, since he has been using the same fake name for so long that it is almost real. Revealing it now would open him up to the potential of recognition, and, frankly, just imagining a scenario like that makes him wonder why he agreed to meet in the first place.

He knows how he comes across. So shifty and paranoid. But he is not apologetic. Because when you live two separate lives, as he does, and when you have been maintaining these two separate lives for twenty years, as he has, coming across as shifty and paranoid is something of an inevitability.

I will call him Harry, for clarity’s sake. Over the past few weeks, Harry and I have been e-mailing regularly. This is what I know about him: I know that he is in his early forties and that he lives and works in Manhattan, earning around £100,000 annually in a job he wishes he was more passionate about. I know that he grew up in a nearby suburb. I know that he has been married a decade and that he is the father of a small child. And I know—here his life gets complicated—that when he is at work, and things are slow, he goes to Craigslist or Gaydar and, with a familiar mixture of guilt and resignation and excitement, clicks on the “men meeting men” section of the personals.

It is hard to fathom, the notion of a gay man living a closeted life in New York City in 2008. The life of someone like Harry—who responded to a posting I placed on Craigslist. Typically, the “closet” brings to mind small towns, intensely religious communities, and, at the most cosmopolitan level, the lives of Jim McGreevey and Mark Foley: gay men operating in a world so inherently duplicitous that their choosing to lead a shadow life follows, sadly, a certain logic. And yet the thing about desire—frustratingly, thrillingly—is that few things are so resistant to reason and categorization. “I used to think I was bi, but now I really believe that I am gay and just was not in the right situation,” Harry wrote to me in an early message. “I think I like a particular kind of guy and when I went out looking I never found him, so I gravitated toward women. I found what I liked on the Internet, but I was already married.”

We are meeting at a pub in the West Village, desolate at this midday hour, a location chosen because it is far removed geographically and psychically from where Harry lives and works. He is, as he refers to himself online, “average looking,” medium height, clean shaven, a little stocky but in decent shape. He’s wearing dark tapered slacks, a well-ironed pale-blue shirt, cuff links, and a pink tie that is flashy but by no means flamboyant, knotted half-English style. For weeks he has resisted the idea of talking in person. “I’m sorry,” he wrote, “but my life is a mess right now.” And later: “Why am I even talking to you?” Once he agreed to meet, he warned me, “You’re going to be disappointed. I’ve had to become very good at revealing very little.”

He was not exaggerating. My questions are answered curtly, almost inaudibly. No, he is not religious. No, he was not raised in a religious or bigoted household. No, he does not think being attracted to men is “wrong.” No, it’s not that simple. This much he will allow: “This is not the life I was meant to live. I don’t know what that life is, what it looks like, but I know it’s not this. But I don’t think most people are living the life they think they were meant to live, so I don’t feel that bad.” I walk away from the lunch thinking that the most telling thing about the entire exchange is how little Harry is willing to tell. His paranoia is palpable, clearly consuming. Whatever the reason he decided to meet me in the first place—vanity, a desire to tell a few of his secrets, maybe even a subconscious wish to be discovered—I feel certain that he will not wish to meet again.

But later that afternoon he sends me an e-mail: “I think I want to keep talking to you. I don’t know why, but I do.”

When it comes to creating and preserving multiple identities, there is no medium more efficient than the Internet. Technology has made it, logistically at least, easier than ever to have an active gay life without coming out—even as society has grown increasingly tolerant. What in past eras required a shady and intimidating trip to a bathhouse or rest stop can now be arranged while sitting at your desk at work. Sites like Craigslist, Gaydar.com, Manhunt.net and Gay.com — along with destinations like “Bi/married Men in NYC,” a Yahoo group to which Harry belongs—make it possible to tailor isolated affairs to whatever specifications you desire.

(On any given day searching these sites, I found about 1,000 married, closeted New Yorkers online—certainly a fraction of the true population since most men in the closet don’t identify themselves as such, even online.) Say you want to meet someone between the ages of 35 and 50, preferably dark-haired, for half an hour in midtown, between the hours of one and two in the afternoon—a few clicks of the mouse and you’ll have numerous options. Or, as Harry puts it to me in an instant message: “Without Craigslist I would probably just be a normal married guy who occasionally flirted on the subway. LOL.”

He is at work as he writes me this, simultaneously scanning the ads on Craigslist. “I should be running errands right now,” he messages me. “Mother’s Day is this weekend.” He needs to find something for all the mothers in his life—his own, his wife’s, and his wife—since they are all having brunch on Sunday. But instead he finds himself drawn to the personals.

Subject line: “… married, just out to wife.”
Text: Married guy, professional at the office right now. Hoping to meet another guy in the same situation for safe, discreet play. Limited experience here. I’m a nice looking guy, fit, healthy, and just needing to occasionally explore this interest. This is compelling, Harry says, especially the mention of “safe” play. (Harry is hypervigilant about safe sex; He often suggests to a prospect that they “do something unsafe,” and if the man agrees, Harry rules him out.) Still, he opts not to reply to the ad. The poster sounds like a potential emotional wreck, which, Harry has learned, can lead to unexpected problems. A year ago, for instance, he met a man in his late twenties who lived in the East Village. After they had been together twice, he asked to borrow $500, and issued a threat when Harry refused: Pay or be outed to your family. “He said he had a program that could hack into computers through someone’s e-mail account. I was pretty sure he was lying—if you’re going to blackmail someone, you have to hint that you really have something that could destroy them, and he never did that.” Still, for a few weeks, Harry made sure to get home before his wife, looking through the mail and checking with the doorman to see if anyone had been by. “It was the ultimate nightmare,” he says. “Keeping my shit together wasn’t easy.”

Subject line: “MM looking for other MM for side romance.”
Text: Are you tired of playing games? I am. I’m looking for other married men who have always wanted to be with another man. Looking for someone in the same situation that can keep their home life at home but still have a separate life with me. Much better, says Harry. A similar situation, with similar needs, his tone blunt without being vulgar, a rarity in the world of gay online personals. But what about this one?

Subject line: “BiMWM like to form a group of regular BiMWM.”
Text: 45 bi married stocky hairy here. Would love to form a group of Bi married guys only … want a group where there are no judgments and we can hang and let our hair down in a safe discreet way. He decides to respond : gay married in the city here. I can’t host, but I’m interested …

The process is never simple. Harry can only meet men in the middle of the day, and he needs for whomever he’s meeting to be able to “host.” For this reason, most of his online flirtations begin and end in virtual space. It was two months ago that he last met someone in person, a man in his mid-thirties, in town on business and staying in a corporate apartment. Since Harry refuses to post pictures online, he prefers to meet men in public first—usually at a Starbucks or a park—to make sure the chemistry is there. But in this case, there wasn’t time for that. “We decided that if we weren’t into each other, there’d be no hard feelings,” Harry says. When he arrived at the apartment, they made small talk for a few minutes (“How long are you in town?” “Two more days.”) and once it was determined that they were both interested in going through with things, they discussed what they were comfortable with sexually. An hour later, Harry was back at work. “The whole thing was very awkward,” he says. “That’s often the case.”

In an ideal world, Harry tells me, he would not spend so much time like this—time when his boss and office mate think he is working—scrolling through these postings, or sending instant messages (mostly flirtatious, less often introspective) to men he has slept with in the past, men he hopes to sleep with in the future, men he has never met yet considers some of his closest friends. In an ideal world, Harry would perhaps not even be married—but, more practically speaking, given the present circumstances, Harry would like to have one man in his life, someone he saw regularly, someone he met up with in the middle of dragging days like this, someone who, whether married or closeted or openly gay, would respect the inherent limitations of his situation. But could this actually happen? He has little hope. People you meet online, he says, have a tendency to vanish so quickly it’s almost like they never existed in the first place. “Sometimes it can be great,” he says. “But when it’s not, that’s when I find myself doubting this whole life.”

FROM AN INSTANT-MESSAGE EXCHANGE WITH HARRY:
Me: How well do you think your wife knows you? Is she the person you’re closest with?

Harry: She knows everything but this.

Me: Would you consider your keeping this a secret—from her and everyone— a selfish act?

Harry: No. It doesn’t make their lives better to know. I know you don’t understand this but I don’t think the truth, in this instance, is really going to make anyone feel better. Honesty is not always such a great thing. Look at the McGreeveys.

Me: What does that mean?

Harry: She’s not happy to know the truth.

Me: But the reason all of it happened in the first place is that he lied and was forced to come out.

Harry: You are not going to convince me that the truth always sets you free.

MARRIED MAN SEEKS SAME - PART II

2008-07-08T00:27:00.000-07:00

It was in college, the summer going into his sophomore year, when Harry had his first sexual experience with a man. “It’s kind of funny the way it happened,” Harry tells me. He had decided to stay on campus at the New England school he attended to earn extra credits. Needing a place to live, he responded to an ad in a free local weekly: someone with a two-bedroom looking for a roommate. When Harry rang the buzzer, he was greeted by a confident, affable guy in his mid-twenties with shaggy dark hair and a quick smile. The apartment turned out not to be a two-bedroom, but a one-bedroom with a corner of the living room cordoned off. “The guy makes this point to show me his bedroom, saying that I could use it whenever he’s out of town, since the other room wasn’t really a room,” says Harry. “And then, after a few minutes, he makes a pass at me. Really direct. Just asks if I’d ever been with a guy and when I said no, he was like, ‘Want to?’

Harry had considered this before, foggy thoughts that never gained much traction: no explicit fantasies, just a dim, lingering curiosity. He was never the most self-assured guy, but he did okay, dating girls in high school, losing his virginity to one the year before. He tells me he had been “satisfied” by women, and he found it quite natural to imagine himself one day getting married and starting a family—emulating, in many respects, the life of his parents, who are happily (if distantly) married to this day. “The whole thing was so surreal,” he says of what happened in the apartment. “We didn’t do very much. Just kind of made out and fooled around with our clothes off. The whole time I’m thinking, Does he do this all the time? Is this his thing? Some kind of bait and switch?” The guy was casual, calm, experienced. After they got dressed, he asked Harry to call if he had any questions about the place. Harry knew he wouldn’t. “I never felt like I didn’t have control, but there was something creepy about it,” he says. “Not what we did—it wasn’t like I felt shame or disgust or anything like that. But the circumstances creeped me out. I didn’t tell anyone. It was another two years until it happened again.”

He was doing a summer internship at a large office then, mainly filing and answering phones. One night during the last week of the summer, the interns went out for drinks, had four beers each. A Red Sox game was on television, bottom of the fifth. “Wanna catch the rest of the game at my apartment?” asked one of the guys, a handsome 22-year-old in his first year of law school. Later, sitting on the couch, he reached over Harry to grab the remote, or at least pretended to grab the remote, and their legs touched, and suddenly his hand was running up Harry’s thigh, and they kissed. What followed was sweet and corny and bumbling and intimate. Harry would have liked it to happen again, but a few days later they both left town without exchanging numbers, and that was that. Again, he told no one.

Habits are funny things, guided by your actions, yet evolving without your noticing. I ask if Harry thinks that he made a decision around then, subconsciously or otherwise, to compartmentalize this part of his life. While clearly intelligent, he can seem chronically averse to self-analysis, and in characteristic form he answers sardonically: “Maybe something like that happened. I don’t know. I think you’ve spent more time asking these questions than I ever have.”

After school, Harry moved to New York along with his college friends, most of whom were pursuing careers in finance. They got apartments on the Upper East Side and entry-level jobs and, like most people in their twenties, focused on going out more than they focused on their careers. Some nights they went to clubs: Limelight, Palladium, the Tunnel. Other nights they hopped around the preppy brass-and-wood bars lining upper First Avenue. Close as they were, Harry couldn’t imagine telling his friends about his interest in men. “No one was gay, no one even knew anyone who was gay,” he says. “It’s not that I was scared of being judged, but of being seen differently. Like if my friends were all going out to a bar to hit on girls, maybe I wouldn’t be invited. For lack of a better analogy, it’s like with actors, when you find out someone playing a straight role is gay. You don’t look at him the same way. I guess that’s always been my greatest fear.”

Six months into living in the city, Harry decided to go to his first gay bar and ventured into Chelsea after hanging out with his friends. “It took some courage, but I had been drinking, which helped,” he tells me. “I put a baseball cap on so I could hide under the bill if needed. I don’t remember the first place I went to—it’s long gone—but I remember the second was Rawhide. The music was booming, it seemed to be hopping. But I was way too shy to talk to anyone and left alone. It just wasn’t a scene I was totally comfortable in. To this day I can count the number of times I’ve been in a gay bar on one hand.”

MARRIED MAN SEEKS SAME - PART III

2008-07-08T00:16:00.000-07:00

It was around then that he noticed the ads in the back of local free mags. A number you’d dial, free for the first ten minutes, to arrange a date. On one level it was the most sordid thing he’d ever considered, but at the same time the simplicity and anonymity were enormously appealing. “It was kind of like Craigslist before the Internet,” says Harry. “You’d call up and get connected to other guys looking to hook up.”

The phone lines quickly became a regular part of his life. At first he used them only for phone sex, but soon he started meeting men in person. He met numerous married men. He met numerous openly gay men. He slept with a man from Connecticut in an hourly hotel in Times Square—“I remember he paid because I was too paranoid to use my credit card”—a place so repugnant he swore he would never do something like that again. He met a movie producer who lived in L.A. but owned a loft in Chelsea, and who “weirdly” liked the idea that Harry was in the closet, yet used to mock him for being so paranoid. (“He’d always invite me to parties. He’d say, ‘Give me a break, you don’t know anyone, and everyone’s gay.’ )

Whenever Harry met a man, even someone he ended up seeing repeatedly, he used the same fake name—“just something generic”—that he uses today. It was a whole reality unto itself: the “otherness” of it so extreme as to barely seem like the complicated lie it was becoming. “I would go out with my friends,” he recalls, “and get home at two or three in the morning and call up the line. For a number of years that was my life.”

Soon he was pushing 30, that pestering age when you have to admit your adolescence is officially over, when people start pressuring you, even indirectly, to settle down, and then you start convincing yourself that, yes, settling down is what you sincerely want. One night he was set up on a date through friends with a woman I’ll call Lisa. This was not an unusual event in itself. He had dated numerous women, though the relationships tended to end after a few months. What was different about Lisa? “I’m not good at explaining it,” says Harry. “You know how love is. It doesn’t really make sense. It’s complicated and simple. I loved her.” The attraction, he says, was immediate and visceral and, though he continued to see men, he could imagine, or convinced himself he could, a monogamous life with her. Soon his parents started making remarks. “All your friends are married—when’s it your turn?” his mother got in the habit of saying, half-joking, half-serious, the way mothers can be. After a year and half, Harry asked Lisa to be his wife. “Did you believe,” I ask, “that was the end of your life with men?” “I did,” he says. “I honestly did.”

AN E-MAIL FROM HARRY:
It must seem like I have 2 lives, but in reality I think I have 3. One is the life that most people know me for, the other is the life you are interested in, and the third is probably the real me … I was looking in the mirror over the weekend, and thought who am I really and how did I get here? It’s sort of cliché but if I had a soundtrack it would be Talking Heads “Once in a Lifetime.” Maybe that song is even somewhat symbolic, like that real me is somewhere lost in the 80s, because that’s where the 2 other me’s took over. You asked about going to college and coming into yourself. I think I did make some realizations, but always took the easy path. I didn’t have the courage to make any real changes … I enjoyed my life too much, so I pushed the me interested in men down. I kept on taking the easy path “letting the days go by—water flowing underground”. I do sometimes ask myself … “how did I get here?” Now I feel totally committed, maybe even trapped into continuing this life.

After he proposed to Lisa, Harry set about actively dismantling his other life. He had multiple e-mail addresses registered under false names, which he canceled, along with his online profiles. He removed the instant-message “buddies” he knew primarily for flings and flirtation. “I just stopped,” he tells me, “like a habit you would stop cold turkey.” He informed a handful of online acquaintances—the ones he considered friends—that he was moving in with a woman he loved.

One of his closest friends, an openly gay man Harry had never met, was worried. Would he ever hear from Harry again? “I told him not to worry,” says Harry. “I said we would be in touch. We still are.” Others were harsher in their reactions. “They told me it couldn’t work, that I was crazy,” Harry recalls. “I told them that if they didn’t like it they could stop talking to me.”

Harry and Lisa bought an apartment together in a modern building uptown, a place with an extra room that would be perfect as a nursery. Eventually they would have a child, but in these early days, when they were free of responsibility, they traveled frequently and went out a lot, eating at the restaurants reviewed that week in the Times. They were seen by their friends, Harry imagines, as stable, loving, a good match. Sexually, he says, they had excellent chemistry; even now that the sex has become “routine,” he still considers it good “for a married couple.” When I tell him that I find this hard to understand—how does a man who considers himself gay have what he calls a “healthy” sex life with a woman?—he seems to find the question unsophisticated. “I have always liked being with women, and sexually I enjoy them as well,” he says. “Maybe I was deluding myself, but I just felt like she was the one.”

For a year and a half, she was. This changed the day Harry received an e-mail from a man in Washington, D.C., whom he had been with in the past: I’m in town for the weekend. Wanna play? Harry didn’t respond. The man wrote him again. This still your e-mail? The next day, during his lunch break, Harry met the man at his midtown hotel. “How’ve you been?” the man asked. Harry didn’t mention that he had gotten married. He didn’t mention that his life had drastically changed in any way, and, in a sense, he did not feel like he was lying. This life had not changed.

ANOTHER INSTANT-MESSAGE EXCHANGE:
Me: Is there less guilt now than there used to be?

Harry: Not really, always the same. I rationalize a lot, I guess.

Me: What’s the rationalization?

Harry: If I didn’t do this from time to time I would most likely go crazy. It’s like a release.

Me: Do you ever worry about your wife detecting something? That you smell different, for instance?

Harry: Of course. I check for smells. I stay away from guys that use a lot of cologne.

Me: And what do you mean when you say you do things to make up for it?

Harry: Extra time here and there. Surprise gifts.

Me: Have you ever thought it would be easier—in the long run—if you just allowed it to fall apart, and could then reconstruct things in a way that involved less secrecy and guilt?

Harry: Sure, someday.

MARRIED MAN SEEKS SAME - PART IV

2008-07-07T23:50:00.000-07:00

The more I talk to Harry, the more I am unnerved at how passive he is about his life. To hear him tell it, the whole situation just kind of … happened. Took shape. Gained momentum. Another life. As if there were never any alternatives.

“Look, it’s not that I don’t understand that what I’m doing is wrong,” Harry tells me during one of our last conversations. “Obviously, this isn’t what I signed up for when I got married. Every day I’m lying to my wife. But at this point …” He stops for a moment, considering. “I think I need this in order to be—maybe not a good husband, but to function in the marriage the way I do.” Again he pauses, and when he speaks next he brings up, for the first time in the months that we’ve been talking, how being a father factors into his thinking. “I know that if we didn’t have a kid that my other life would have just taken over,” he says. “Lying would have been too much, especially if there was something missing in our marriage.” He’d seen friends’ marriages crumble when conception proved impossible, and he imagined that kind of stress might end his relationship as well. “But we were happy when she got pregnant,” he says. “And we’re happy now. I’m not always happy—I’m rarely happy, to be honest—but we’re happy.” Harry genuinely seems to see his misery as disconnected from his marriage, as if one life does not affect the other even when the same person is living both.

Harry has never been to a therapist. On one level, he feels he should, that he could use it, but he also thinks he knows exactly what a therapist would say. “Be true to yourself and all that,” is how he puts it. I ask him if he has ever heard of Richard Isay, a psychiatrist who has written at length about gay men, himself included, who have been in straight marriages. Isay believes that most gay men who marry do so as a way of denying their homosexuality. “Every homosexual man who marries,” he writes in Becoming Gay: The Journey to Self-Acceptance, “does so, in my clinical experience, because of early self-esteem injury that has caused him to see homosexuality as bad, sinful or sick.” Another of Isay’s theories has a Freudian undercurrent: “Every married man I have seen has needed to repeat with his spouse the sense of having been emotionally deprived by his mother. The futile hope of mastering this trauma provides one powerful but unconscious motive for these heterosexual marriages.”

Given Harry’s tendency to shun introspection—an instinct I’ve come to see as a need, or at least a by-product, of his fear of change—I am not surprised to learn he doesn’t put much stock in these theories. He laughs off the idea that his mother played a role—“If anything, she was too involved,” he says—and again stresses that he has never seen his attraction to men as shameful.

During an early conversation, for instance, he mentioned going on a group vacation years ago, before he was married, and meeting a gay couple who ran a restaurant in the Berkshires. He found himself envying their life. “I remember when the group checked into the hotel, they made a point of asking for a single bed,” Harry explained. “I liked how confident they were, that they had this whole life, but that they weren’t really flamboyant about it. They didn’t feel the need to advertise it.” This “need to advertise it”—the stereotype of the out-and-proud gay man—seems to grate on Harry. Another time, he tells me that while he hopes some day to “live a gay life,” he will never “come out.” Meaning what exactly? “I won’t be marching in any parades,” he responds.

Numerous times I ask if he thinks about the possibility of divorce, and each time, in one way or another, he finds a way to tell me that the question is naïve, that it doesn’t take into account how complicated things are. This may not be the life he wants, or the life he thinks he was meant to live, but he’s come to see it as unrealistic, the belief that your life should conform to your expectations.

There are moments, though, when he thinks about a time when the life he was meant to live actually seemed possible. He was in his late twenties, not yet seeing Lisa, and had reached something of a crossroads. He had a job he wasn’t sure about (though it is the same job he has today) and a life that felt unsustainable (though it is essentially the same life he has today). One day he met a man on the bus—“the only time something like that has ever happened”—who was also in the closet. They started dating, and Harry fell in love for the first time. “He’s the only one who ever knew my real name,” he says. “And it was an accident. We were fighting over the check and he saw my credit card. He thought it was funny. He couldn’t believe I was that paranoid.” The relationship lasted only six months—his boyfriend was transferred to another city, and they decided it was easier not to stay in touch—but it had gotten him thinking. “I was unsure of so many things,” he says. “I was kind of a careerist, but at the same time my mind was wandering. I wanted to travel and go out more than settle down. I wanted to have a kind of hip and arty life, but I was just a white-collar working stiff. I was really considering moving to California. I just liked the idea of a totally different life. At one point I made up my mind to come out—to tell my friends and family and then just move, let it blow over.”

But, in the end, he decided the timing wasn’t right. A day became a week, and a week became a year, and a year became a decade, and instead of one totally different life he found himself living two.

SAYING ..... NO!

2008-07-07T04:33:00.000-07:00

Believe it of not, but escorts actutally do often turn down new clients. I know I do. Aside from those who didn’t pass my initial screening, there could be a number of other reasons why they could get refused :-

1. My gut instinct said NO!
2. The client did not appreciate the value of what I offered.
3. The client expected me to invest time & resources into pursuing their business without any financial commitment on their end.
4. The client did not treat me in a courteous or professional manner.
5. The client asked for services I didn’t provide.
6. The client’s requests were too large for my one-person business.
7. The client did not share the same values as I.

This should be no surprise to anyone, but personal service businesses are similar no matter what the service is. Web designers often make the same complaints about their clients that I’ve heard escorts make about theirs. The art of client relations are the same.

Escort work is a business. Escorts face many of the same business issues that small, personal service business owners face, whether online or during client meetings. Recognize that you are running a small business. It helps you be a professional and empowers you to make decisions that are right for you and your business.

Recognizing the business reason for why you refused a new client gives you a solid argument if the client decides to debate your refusal. And maybe you’ll learn that it’s okay to turn down new clients, especially for one of the very valid reasons stated above. You already know that accepting an appointment with a client like this means the appointment will not go well and both of you won’t get along with each other.

Saving yourself (and potential clients) headaches or real trouble makes your business and personal life that much easier. You won’t make money from rejected appointment requests, but it is just not worth it not getting along with a client, getting ripped off or even assaulted verbally. Maybe your peace of mind is worth the money you would’ve made from a bad appointment.

Turning down clients because they don’t suit you is a gift to yourself. It also means that you raise the percentage of successful appointments you have, leaving you feeling better about your work. Being a happy escort means you can more easily make your clients happy. Happy clients come back, increasing your percentage of repeat clients. Having a high repeat rate means your business is happy and healthy. That makes you even happier which in turn creates a self-perpetuating cycle of success.

Allowing unsuitable clients to book appointments with you interrupts your happiness and possibly your money. Let them go their way. They may find their own perfect match elsewhere or they may not. It doesn’t matter to you because you have to protect your mental and emotional health first. Making sure your appointments are suitable for you is a big step in that direction.

SETTING UP AN APPOINTMENT

2008-07-06T06:34:00.000-07:00

You are not Paying for Sex

Realize that escorts and masseurs don't sell sex. Escorts sell their time, not sexual acts. With escorts, what happens during your time spent together is up to the two of you. It’s that simple!

As for masseurs, they sell bodywork, whether it is a light rubdown, a pressure point treatment, a hot-stone therapy, or a fully naked body-to-body massage. If any other activity occurs beyond a massage, during your time spent with a masseur, it has nothing to do with the money you are paying him. It’s that simple. Since they do not sell sex, escorts and masseurs do not want to talk with you about having sex with them. Not via email, not on the phone, and not face-to-face, during your appointment. In order to enjoy the services of an escort or masseur, you need to learn how to discuss their services correctly. You can pretty much ensure a really bad experience with any service provider if you ask him how much it would cost to have sex with you. And many service providers don't want to talk about sexual acts that you could do to them, or that they could do to you.

The problem is that most people who attempt to associate sex with a fee, when communicating with an escort or masseur, work for government agencies or police departments. Or, they are soliciting hookers. Making this fee/act association will scare a service provider away, and thus, everybody loses. Avoid this mistake at all costs and you will have a great new friend just a phone call away.

To avoid delays in communicating with a service provider, keep your discussion light and fun. Mentioning “acts” might result in your emails being ignored or your phone conversations cut short. However, you CAN ask your service provider what he is into, sexually. Just be sure to make it clear that you are asking this question with regard to his personal life and lifestyle. There is nothing wrong with two adults discussing similar likes, interests and what they personally like in a sexual relationship.

Give Your Phone Number, if Asked

If you refuse to give a phone number, then you are showing the service provider that you are already being difficult. He may conclude that the session might end up being the same way. Realize that service providers rarely call clients, and if they do, they are very discreet (“Hi, Mike? This is Jet. Can you talk right now?”, or a phone message left on voicemail like, “Hi, Mike, this is Jimmy. Please call me when you have a minute.”) This demonstrates respect for privacy and discretion. There are far too many serious clients out there; it makes no sense for escorts and masseurs to fool around with someone who is withholding basic information like a phone number.They are not going to harass you or spread your number around. The fact is, most service providers are busy people who don’t want to waste their time with such activities. If an escort or masseur is unable to determine that you are not a form of oppressive puritan society, then they either will not see you, or they take a chance on meeting an undesirable client, or a member of some kind of harassing government agency. This just makes everything less pleasant. If your service provider did not have to deal with no-shows, police, or bad apples of any kind, this would not be an issue.

Simply stated, if you give him your phone number, he will provide better service. It is actually helpful for most service providers to get as much information as you feel comfortable providing; including your first name, your age, your height, your weight, and your general location. They are going to learn all of this information anyway, so why not get started on the right foot? It makes the whole process run a lot smoother and faster.

The reason why service providers hate blocked numbers so much is NOT because every private caller is calling to bullshit, but because every bullshit call that they get comes from blocked numbers.

How Smart is He? Uh... we dunno. But you might be surprised to find that many escorts and masseurs are very well educated. A startling number of service providers have advanced degrees, or speak several languages, and are doing this sort of work by choice - because they LIKE it - and not out of dire circumstances. This is wise to keep in mind as you speak with him; he is probably not some downtrodden derelict who has nothing else to turn towards. Speaking with him as a social equal will undoubtedly result in a more pleasant exchange. And although it seems obvious, don't end your phone call by hanging up without saying "goodbye", even if what he offers is not what you want.

Don't Talk On and On

An escort's or masseur's time is his commodity : it is literally how he earns money. Spending time on the telephone talking about your experience last year with some stud in Barcelona, or your theories on gays, straights and bisexuals, may be interesting for both of you... but unfortunately it takes up his time. Remember, many people hire escorts or masseurs just for this reason; to be able to talk with someone who can converse on subjects like these. Be considerate regarding your conversations on the phone. Use the phone call to gain information about his work, about him, and hopefully, to set up a session. And save the discourse for your actual appointment.

ACTUAL APPOINTMENT

2008-07-06T06:30:00.000-07:00

Arriving

Do not arrive earlier than your appointment time. Many escorts and masseurs are prepping to get ready for their session with you. By arriving earlier than expected, you are rushing your service provider, and potentially starting the appointment off on a bad note. If you arrive a bit earlier than expected, wait in your car or somewhere else (but not just outside his building, most service providers are very discreet, and do not need people lurking about).

If You are Running Late

Call the service provider, and tell him! It is just good manners to stay in touch like that. Do not assume that if you are 15 minutes late, you can add that time on to the end. If your appointment was from 6pm to 7pm, and you are running 15 or 20 minutes late, then you should still plan to be finished at 7pm. If the service provider offers not to rush, that’s fine, but it should ultimately be his choice. He might have another appointment - even an hour later - and in between he may need to eat a meal, or prepare in other ways for the upcoming session.

Be Clean

This means several things. Make sure your body is not smelly or dirty. Make sure you are cleaned out, inside. Make sure your breath is fresh. And make sure you’re not totally drugged out, or drunk.

If He is Coming to Your Hotel Room

If the service provider is meeting you in your hotel room, expect him to go immediately to the bathroom to make sure there are no additional “guests”. Do not be alarmed by this. Sometimes clients surprise escorts or masseurs by bringing a friend along without warning (this is never a good idea!!) It can annoy or even scare your service provider, and will destroy the mood. Upon finding no unexpected guests, you can then expect him to lock all of the doors in the room (including sliding glass doors or doors to adjoining rooms). The time you have purchased is for you alone. With all the doors locked, he will have a much easier time concentrating on you, and you on him.

If He is in Your Place, Offer Him a Drink

But only offer beverages to your service provider which are sealed in bottles or cans. No escort or masseur wants to get dosed with any kind of drug, or have to worry about it, so to avoid this, it’s a great idea to follow the sealed bottle/can rule. If he does accept a beverage from you, expect him to drink it fast, or not to put the container down until it’s finished, due to the above reasons. Once trust is established, or you’re a repeat client, this will not be an issue. No “Clock Watchers”, but Someone’s got to Keep an Eye on the Time : Clarify with the service provider who is to keep track of time. Escorts and masseurs handle this in different ways, and direct, up-front communication is best. This way you will know, if you go over your paid time, whether or not you are expected to pay additional moneys/fees. If YOU are to watch your time, then you should be ready to pay an additional amount (should you go over). If HE is responsible for keeping an eye on the time, you are in the clear. Remember that escorts and masseurs work in a service industry like any other, and their time, alas, is money.

Be Safe

If you have a disease, or if something is unusual with your health, tell him up front (ideally, on the phone or in email, before you meet). This includes all kinds of health situations, from an open cut, to an amputated leg, to warts, to a bloody hangnail... hopefully, you get the point. Don’t put the service provider at risk for any STD without his full knowledge and consent. Contrary to what you may think, many service providers do NOT bareback, ever! And just to be clear, do not decide by yourself to remove a condom before a particular activity is finished.

Don’t Videotape or Photograph the Session Without his Consent

You run the risk of your camera being confiscated, demolished, or simply thrown out the window. You also run the risk of being blacklisted in your community. And you can be absolutely sure the service provider will never see you again.

No Drug Use

Don’t use drugs in the presence of the escort or masseur, unless this has been previously discussed, or if it is a mutually agreed upon activity.

Treat Him with Respect

Just because you are paying does not mean you are the only one in control. In fact, your appointment is not supposed to be about control (unless a little leather is involved). DO NOT treat the service person like an object. He is a human being, and he is making his time available to you, as eye candy on your arm, a dinner guest, a travel companion, a drinking buddy, a body worker, or what have you. Treat him as you would have someone treat you, and you are likely to have a hell of a lot more fun. The only time this doesn’t apply is during role-play, providing it is consensual.

A Couple Points for Couples

Sometimes couples (gay partners, a man and his boyfriend, etc) like to hire escorts or masseurs. Both people in the couple might be actively involved with the service provider, or it may be only one person within the couple. If you're in the latter scenario, and one of you is planning to watch the session, do so with a degree of sensitivity. Find out if the service provider would prefer that the person watching remain clothed, or undressed. Either way, don't watch from too close of a distance : no one likes to feel like an animal in a zoo (or an insect under a microscope!). And keep quiet... the session should not involve you talking, if you are the one there to watch. The activity, including conversation, should be between the service provider and the person who is actively involved, unless previously arranged otherwise.

A HAPPY ENDING

2008-07-06T05:51:00.000-07:00

Don’t Ask for Him to be Your Friend, or Boyfriend

You can expect an escort or masseur to treat you professionally. He sees you as a client, and perhaps as an “appointment-based friend”. He will not view you as his friend to hang out with for free, a buddy to be with for movies or dinner, or his boyfriend.

With escorts and masseurs, you should not be looking for a friendship, relationship, nor romance. Don’t expect to get together without any fees, and don’t put the service provider in the uncomfortable position of having to clarify the above directly to your face.

Pay as Agreed, and Then Some

Pay the service provider what he originally asked for, and if you are happy with the experience, go ahead and leave a tip, too. All escorts and masseurs will tell you what they expect in pay, before you meet them. So don't make them ask you for money. Leave the agreed moneys/fees on the dresser, bed, coffee table, etc. Leave it in plain view, and expect the service provider to count it. Wouldn’t you, if your positions were reversed?

The idea of "not tipping the owner of a business" does not apply here. Above everything else, this is a service-based industry. Even if he absolutely loves what he is doing, he is still working hard to please you. With a variety of clients, it truly is work, what with anticipating each individual’s likes and dislikes. You should ALWAYS tip your service provider, even if it is a minor amount, unless his service was truly awful. The fact is that everyone likes to be told they are doing a great job, and this gesture, even if only ten or twenty pounds, communicates that message. A GENEROUS CLIENT IS NOT FORGOTTEN.

You may have heard that “T.I.P.” is an acronym for “To Insure Promptness”, but it can also mean “To Insure P_ _ _ _”. What could the "P" stand for? Hmmmm. It should be obvious. A good tipper naturally gains PRIORITY when he wants another appointment! However you T.I.P., realize that tipping will undoubtedly result in a better time for you. And for most people, that's what it's all about.

Now, you've got all this background info swimming around in your head. Enough thinking... get out there and have some fun. THIS is your life : Do you really want to go through it WITHOUT this experience?

TELESCOPE

2008-07-05T20:53:00.000-07:00

TitanMen exclusive Diesel Washington, a wealthy, well-dressed urbanite, steps out onto the terrace of his apartment overlooking the city and peers into his Telescope. He pans across the skyline, spying on the sexual stories unfolding across the naked city in this massive two-disc fuckfest directed by Brian Mills.

TitanMen exclusive Damien Crosse is sunbathing in the park when he gets cruised heavily by TitanMen exclusive Francois Sagat. Finding a secluded outdoor spot, the two trade blowjobs and piss on each other before they cum. Damien then pounds Francois’s ass, taking a break from the intense fuck only to piss on him some more.

Next, Diesel points his telescope at TitanMen exclusive Rick van Sant, who gets thrown on his bed by Andrew Justice; after they suck a load out of each other, Andrew bends Rick over and fucks another volley of jizz out of him. Diesel phones his valet, Steven Ponce, who’s in need of some disciplinary action. After trading spit-drenched blowjobs and shooting big blasts of cum, Diesel throws Steven around on his massive cock in one of the most intense fuck scenes you’ve ever seen.

TitanMen exclusive Dillon Buck takes Lars Svenson to a dark garage where things quickly get hot and heavy. Rodrigo De Leon joins in and sucks them both off; the three then take turns fucking each other until they each shoot a second load.

For the finale, we meet Diesel and Rick again, this time in a dark warehouse. Having watched him for so long, Diesel can’t wait to impale the blond stud on his mighty cock. TitanMen exclusive Alex Baresi joins in for another intense three-way fuck, and after they shoot their cum, they move into an even more intense fisting and double foot-fucking scene that will leave you speechless!

P. O. V.

2008-07-05T20:50:00.000-07:00

In P.O.V., new-to-California Braxton Bond is looking for some fun in the great outdoors; he picks up a video camera at a garage sale and it changes his entire weekend. Themes of voyeurism and sex on camera tie together the smoking-hot 3+ hours all-outdoors sex epic starring TitanMen exclusives François Sagat, Dillon Buck, and Darius Falke.

After buying the video camera, Braxton notices that there’s a tape inside. On it is an intense three-way fuck session between Frank Philipp ,Vin Costes and Geoffrey Paine that entails bondage, watersports, sling-fucking, and an intense bout of sounding. Stirred by the kinky footage, Braxton sets up the camera and films himself jerking off and pissing on himself in the outdoor shower. TitanMen exclusive Dillon Buck spies him and joins in, first pissing on and then fucking Braxton with his massive cock. Braxton is playing with his new video camera when he stumbles across TitanMen exclusive François Sagat, who’s more than willing to put on a little show for Braxton. The two studs quickly rip off each other’s clothes, diving into a passionate fuck session with François on top. François knows all he has to do is show fellow TitanMen exclusive Darius Falke the footage of his romp with Braxton to get things heated up. The two blow, rim and fuck each other, only this time François gives & receives.

Finally, turned on by the idea of making his own movie with Ludovic Canot, Darius sets up the video camera on a tripod and startles the sleeping stud. After they’ve sucked each other and shot their loads on each other’s chests, Darius throws Ludovic over a pile of wood and fucks him senseless.

BREAKERS

2008-07-05T20:45:00.000-07:00

For an event as monumental as acclaimed director Bruce Cam’s final adult film, he pulls out all the stops in the very tradition of TitanMen that he himself created, taking a cast of 13 masculine men—with 11 TitanMen exclusives including the return of TitanMen exclusive Eduardo—and directs them in 7 breathtaking scenes teeming with explosive eroticism and unparalleled natural beauty.

The sun beats down on two surfers (TitanMen exclusive Damien Crosse and Jackson Wild) peeling off their wetsuits on the beach. Jackson sucks down every inch of Damien's hefty, uncut dick while furiously batting down on his own hard cock as he works himself into a frenzy. They retreat to a trailer where Damien pounds Jackson’s ass mercilessly.

TitanMen exclusives Dean Flynn and Rick van Sant are camping when a park ranger (TitanMen exclusive Tony Buff) arrives to teach them a lesson about respect. After whipping Dean’s ass until he begs for mercy, he moves on to Rick and gives his ass a far more severe punishment with his fist. After having his way with them in the woods, Tony brings Rick and Dean indoors where he gives the two campers a proper ass pounding. TitanMen exclusives Darius Falke and François Sagat emerge from their tent completely naked and hard. With undeniable chemistry, the two rugged specimens of masculinity engage in a flip-flop piss-and-fuck session with an intensity rarely seen on film.

Next, three hairy, uber-masculine studs (TitanMen exclusives Alex Baresi and Eduardo with Arpad Miklos) jump ship into an outdoor shower, eagerly to diving into a sizzling a flip-flop three-way watersports fuck session.

Stunningly handsome and fantastically hung TitanMen exclusive Dillon Buck debuts with fellow exclusive Diesel Washington by pissing all over and fucking the cum out of exclusive Victor Banda. Diesel sprays Victor with more piss before he and Dillon bounce Victor around on their cocks and spray him with their second set of loads.

For the unforgettable finale, brutally severe topman Tony Buff puts fellow TitanMen exclusives Darius Falke and François Sagat through the ringer;after some cock worship, François and Darius jump onto the cab of the truck, letting Tony work their asses over with his tongue, fingers and mouth before he gives them a deep-dicking that leaves them drenched in sweat, piss and cum.

CHAINSAW

2008-07-05T20:40:00.000-07:00

Legendary director Joe Gage takes us back to the sticks—this time, West Virginia's Blue Mountains for Chainsaw, where horny loggers are having it out with one another in the great outdoors.

When TitanMen exclusive Tony Buff finds fellow logger Braxton Bond napping instead of working, he's got a great idea to get him up and at 'em': work naked. But when they both pop boners, the only kind of work they can do is on each other's cocks and asses—until they cum two times each.

Meanwhile, Ranger Allen Silver hears some noises and finds his two sons (Riley Burke and Brandon Cole) having a contest to see who can shoot their load the furthest. He happily joins in on their little contest ...

Sebastian Rivers is a door-to-door salesman trying to make a sale with CJ Madison, who's more interested in getting his massive, uncut cock sucked by his eager, young visitor. The two hairy, shaved-head studs are going at it in no time, with CJ ending up slamming Sebastian's ass mercilessly atop his washing machine. Over at the roadhouse, Ludovic Canot and Bigg Pete catch Ken Mack spying on them in the parking lot. He tells them he's a model scout but before long he's on his knees "scouting" his cocks with his hungry mouth.

Next day is the big company picnic, but work’s the last thing on anyone's mind. TitanMen exclusive Dean Flynn offers up Allen Silver’s long cock up to their new boss Dillon Buck (also a TitanMen exclusive). Before long, Riley and Brandon join in and soon all five are sucking, fucking and pissing all over each other.

For the finale, Ludovic Canot, Bigg Pete and Ken Mack show up at the picnic tent to find Dean and Dillon still naked, still hard and ready for another round of dick sucking and ass fucking with plenty of watersports to boot.

MEN'S ROOM 3 : OZARK MTN. EXIT 8

2008-07-05T20:36:00.000-07:00

Award-winning director Joe Gage takes you on a totally perverse tour of the Ozark Mountains with the latest installment of his sex-in-public restrooms series, Men’s Room III: Ozark Mtn. Exit 8. With Joe at the helm, you can expect all types of men fucking and sucking every which way but loose (and a generous helping of watersports, available only in the director’s expanded edit sold exclusively at www.titanmen.com, thrown in for good measure).

The action starts with sheriffs Brody Newport and Dane Hyde taking a piss at a trough, seemingly more interested in each other’s cocks than merely pissing. When they catch TitanMen exclusive Dillon Buck watching, it quickly turns into a piss-drenched fuck-and-suck threesome with each guy shooting two loads apiece. Dillon then stumbles across two construction workers—TitanMen exclusive Alex Baresi and Jack Bond—pissing in the woods. He joins in and soon the three studs are back at the trough for another white-hot, piss-drenched threeway.

Meanwhile, TitanMen exclusive Damien Crosse and Tyler Saint (parole officers driving Jesse Santana to court) pull off the freeway so the three of them can relieve themselves. The action starts red-hot, with Damien deep-throating both their pissing cocks, and only gets nastier from there. Nearby, hunter Arpad Miklos spies campers Tober Brant and Park Wiley and joins in on their circle-jerk. Before long they’re joined by Dillon and Jack and things quickly heat up between the five hot, hairy studs. Back at their car, Damien and Tyler finish off what they started at the trough by brutally double-penetrating their young offender Jesse in the back of their truck, literally fucking the cum right out of him. Finally, Tyler heads out into the wilderness where he meets up with Tober, Park and Arpad on a blanket for an explosive fucking and watersports finale in the great outdoors.

EXECUTIVE PLEASURES 2

2008-07-05T20:17:00.000-07:00

It’s Part 2 in the MENATPLAY office and the studs that work there are still mixing business with pleasure! Meet a whole new team of gorgeous guys eager to use their cocks to get them to the top of that corporate ladder. Loosen your tie and join the men in the boardroom for another session of steaming, hardcore, white-collar action. Are you ready to play?

MEN AT WORK 2

2008-07-05T20:08:00.000-07:00

Sex in the workplace is always fun, especially when it's with big muscular, hairy men who know exactly how to please you. Massive cocks and tasty ass to eat for hours, you'll be rushing to work every morning on a promise like this!

OUT ON VACATION

2008-07-05T19:58:00.000-07:00

Hairy hunks take a trip to Gran Canaria, and the sex starts as soon as they reach the hotel!! Full of bronzed studs licking, kissing and sucking every part of each others muscular bodies, it's one vacation no-one will forget.

8 ½

2008-07-05T19:47:00.000-07:00

Rarely in the history of modern film does a classic like this appear. With the brilliance of a master auteur, Fistenberg captures the full potential of cinematic story-telling through four extended sex scenes with eight monster-hung actors – all hung at least 8 ½ inches. It’s a landmark in adult cinema! It’s a masterpiece! It’s hot guys fucking!

Hot furry muscle-bear Adam Faust returns to Dark Alley to take a ride with the blond boy-babe of your dreams, Aaron King, who bottoms for the first time in a DAM film. 6'4" Aaron Summers teases German beauty Danny Fox with his whopper of a cock before entering and fucking Danny into ecstasy.

Pierced British banger Dillon Buck has plenty of foreign exchange in mind for his shaved-headed, bubble-butted huge-cocked New Yorker buddy, Brett Silvers. And there’s some real European union when monster-cocked redhead German stud Tim Kruger invades France—that is, tattooed French punk and DAM exclusive Demetrius.

Prepare to be moved by the performances of these incomparable stars, immortalized here forever in this Masturbate Theatre Classics Collection of the one and only Von Fistenberg’s 8 ½.

LOST INNOCENCE 3

2008-07-05T19:34:00.000-07:00

The 3rd in the installment of Ashley Ryder and what he gets up to with a bunch of men who want to have their way with him.

LOST INNOCENCE 2

2008-07-05T19:25:00.000-07:00

Following from the first Lost Innocence, we catch Ashley Ryder having an amazingly horny gang bang with so many buff men with massive cocks! His ass gets well and truly used with a multitude of anal toys and ass fucking!

TOOLS - WORKING CLASS FUCKER'S

2008-07-05T19:11:00.000-07:00

Ass stretching anal toys and hard and hairy studs!! Tools! gives us great looking men in horny uniforms causing more sparks to fly than usual!! Intense fuck sessions and severe ass workouts makes this film one of the best Bulldog films to date!! Appearances from Elixir with a cock tingling rough voice and smooth twink Rio Francisco, will make you get your tool out and set to work!!

KILT

2008-07-05T19:08:00.000-07:00

While showing us his kilt and how to correctly wear it with nothing underneath, Dillon wanks out a creamy load of man juice.

JAXSON'S WANK

2008-07-05T19:05:00.000-07:00

Hairy, shaved headed Jaxson, blows a load all over the road, after giving a little lip service to Dillon's big cock.

THE CUT - EPISODE 5

2008-07-05T19:00:00.000-07:00

Dillon Buck returns to UK Naked Men in the latest episode of The D.I. Sweeney Files. Detective Sweeney gets a tip that his ex-partner is at the barbershop for a trim. He empties out the shop hoping for some old-time fun. Soon both men are "buck" naked and the passion is reignited. Sweeney's huge uncut cock is thoroughly polished from knob to base. He returns the favour by ramming Jaxson's tight hole and then shoots his load in Jaxson's mouth.

THE STORM - EPISODE 4

2008-07-05T18:57:00.000-07:00

D.I. Sweeney is back and this time he takes on Ross Hurston. The long arm (and even longer cock) of the law chases down his man in the pouring rain. The men are drenched through their suits until they're ripping sodden clothes off each other to get naked. Ross offers up his tender hole and they get down and dirty like dogs. The rain stops, but Ross drenches his captor's feet feet with hot jets of man cum.

THE DROP - EPISODE 3

2008-07-05T18:54:00.000-07:00

Freddy Falcon and Dillon Buck are going ‘Industrial Alfresco’ for our latest instalment. The danger of discovery as these hot men strip naked in a London back-street merely adds to the thrill! Freddy’s bent over (and stripped naked, with the wind on his arse cheeks) as Dillon plunges his big, uncut cock and balls deep inside Freddy’s downy hole, pumping him full of meat until he’s busting at the seams with a hot, creamy load.

TRAFFIC COP - EPISODE 2

2008-07-05T18:50:00.000-07:00

Watch Kyle get naked and take the biggest cock he's ever seen in his tight little arse. It literally brings tears to his eyes. Dillon shows no mercy, ramming his 9.5" x 7" uncut cock up to his nuts inside the lad and fucking him mercilessly before pulling out and unloading his big balls into Kyle's mouth. He shoots stream after stream of cum and Kyle just keeps on swallowing and swallowing.

STRIP SEARCH - EPISODE 1

2008-07-05T18:46:00.000-07:00

Dillon Buck 'collars' Jake Ryder and interrogates him, but 'cocky' Jake isn't talking and he blows smoke in the copper's face - his first mistake! Dillon strips him off and pats him down before showing him his own special brand of justice, as the hairy fucksters go at it like steam pistons.

DR. RICHARD EXAMINES CASPER

2008-07-05T18:31:00.000-07:00

Unlike regular Doctors, there is only one thing for a sore throat in Dr. Richard’s practice and it doesn’t involve any of the usual medicines. So when Casper complains of throat problems which our horse-hung Doctor diagnoses as resulting from inexperienced cock sucking, he is more than happy to give him a very thorough lesson in deepthroating.

DR. RICHARD EXAMINES JASON

2008-07-05T18:28:00.000-07:00

"Send in my next patient". After a morning of tedious paperwork, it seems that Dr. Richard's prayers are answered when in walks blonde hunk Jason, complaining of a strained groin muscle. And even though muscular injuries are usually referred to the physiotherapist, our horned up Doctor cannot wait to get his hands on this straight guys thick muscular thighs, and promptly asks him to drop his trousers for an examination with extras.

DR. RICHARD EXAMINES LUCAS

2008-07-05T18:23:00.000-07:00

It may be getting late at the surgery but Dr. Richard always seems to find time to fit in a Menatplay patient. This time the lucky victim is Lucas. He's been with us a while but we insisted he visit the Doc anyway. Beating away on his great cock to get the obligatory sperm sample doesn't seem to be working so Dr. Dick uses all his powers of persuasion to coax that juice out of young Lucas. And what better power tool than that huge cock of his pounding away until the job is done. If only all doctors were this helpful.

DR. RICHARD EXAMINES KORBEN

2008-07-05T18:19:00.000-07:00

Seemingly unsatisfied with fucking Carl within an inch of his life, Dr. Richard announces "Send in the next patient!". In walks Korben who cant help but notice the generous bulge in the Doctor's trousers, making his imagination run wild. As Korben's dick starts twitching with excitement, Dr. Richard asks him to drop his trousers for a rectal examination, and noticing the precum oozing from Korben' s meaty uncut cock he proceeds to work his smooth hungry hole with his expert fingers, warming it up before fucking him with his mega-thick 9 inches.

DR. RICHARD EXAMINES CARL

2008-07-05T18:10:00.000-07:00

As part of the recruitment process at MAP, we ask our candidates to undergo a medical test with Dr. Richard to ensure they are in good shape and general health. Naturally given the demands of the positions at MAP, we do require a very thorough check up and this frisky doctor is only to happy to oblige especially when it comes to examining a nice tight ass like Carl's. Be it with his hands, medical instruments or with his thick 9.5 x 7 incher, he makes sure that Carl receives a very thorough probing!