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23 Crazy Confessions From Male Sex Workers

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I work as a prosub in BDSM circles. Usually the people are totally average looking. The least common request was I had a client who wanted to cut my leg off. We wrapped some meat around my leg and he cut that, but that didn’t work for him, he wanted to see the blood. Most common? Well working as a male sub comes with some assumptions. Typically the dom wants want to fuck me and they can get a bit huffy if I tell them no. But it gets complicated. Like if we’re scheduled for 2 hours and I get paid for that time, and then I have sex with them during that time, that’s prostitution. But if sex were to happen after that time, that’s just sex between two consenting adults.

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Used to do this on craiglist while homeless to save up for a place to live when literally no one would let me be their roommate due to being a short old (37 at the time) disabled male. I am also 4’11” and never broke 115lbs. Clients looked like: Older men in their mid-40s and above. Most common request: Wearing a preppy schoolboy uniform (white polo, tie, khaki shorts). Act: Just cuddling with the lights off while being dryhumped/hotdogged. Least common request: Anal because I stoically refused. Currently the only person who’d let me live with him is a 70-year-old guy with a full-time office job that lets me live in his home office space in exchange for taking my rent money and sometimes asking me to sleep with him in his bed.

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I met an older woman at a neighborhood bar on a quiet afternoon. She was attractive & fairly drunk & I took her back to my place. She was 47 & I was 23. We had amazing sex. We met many more times where she always picked up the tab. About 6 months in, she asked me if she could ‘loan me out’ to a couple of her girlfriends. Of course I jumped at the chance, I went out with 3 of her friends a couple times each & it was always the same. Dinner, drinks then sex. Two of them were (unhappily) married & the third was divorced. They always paid the expenses but no cash directly to me. They bought me clothes & gifts occasionally.

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I was a male sex worker in a large southern city. Most of my client were men. Most common is just straight fucking. I lay there, they move me where they want me and go to town. My least common was an older man who was a pastor of some kind. I would come to the church late twice a week at night and blow him. He would say the strangest things. One time he was finishing in my mouth and said “prepare to receive gods seed” some other times he’d say “dont worry baby, you’re about to get all the protein you’ll ever need” He paid, so I didnt care. Then it came to the point where I’d dress up like a congregation member of his church (pentecostal so it was long hair, jean skirt, etc).

Written by Alex Cogen

Alex is a New Yorker currently living in Austin. She loves cats, grass, and latex but unfortunately is allergic to all 3. She makes mom and dad jokes more than she cares to admit (jk she'll admit it loud and proud). She isn't as funny as she thinks she is. She is the founder of thelazygurl.com.