For those of us who had our prostitute education in Thailand, we probably think we have seen and heard it all. We all know that the buffalo died and that grandma needs medicine. Because these stories are so obviously fake, we find it easy to deal with such situations.
When I was still in Mexico, I was already searching on Grindr for some spectacular boys in Medellin. I had a few wishes and one of them was a boy with a baseball bad as a D**k. Because this is rather personal, I am not going to post any pictures, because it would be too easy to find the boy online.
I found this 21-year-old boy that seemed to have a tool that would absolutely kill me if I were a bottom. Thankfully I am not and I messaged him explaining what I wanted. The boy was not really my type. I like them with very little hair and he seemed to have to much in his face and over his body, but I still decided to meet him the first day back in Medellin.
This was actually Friday a week ago. I arrived late Thursday evening and decided not to go out but rather have the boy come over. I must say that I had 4 other boys that I could have turned to if this would have been a bust.
In Medellin, it is often expected that you arrange an Uber for the boy. They are very cheap so you should really not haggle about it if it is a pay date. I ordered an Uber for him and it cost me 4 Euros. The Uber dropped him rather far from my apartment so it took him another 5 minutes to walk to me. I was waiting outside and when he arrived, the first thing that I could ask was, you are 18, right? I mean, this guy had pulled all the tricks out of the book to make himself look older in the foto's on Grindr. Seriously, I wonder why.
He was actually just 19 and the only thing that was going for him (form me against() was his body hair. He used it to make himself look older. But when I met him he looked like he was 16. In hindsight, I understand why he did that. He has been a webcam model before he was actually 18. In his mind, the older he looked the better. He was also blocked by one of the webcam sites because he lied about his age.
I was so intrigued by his persona that we didn't have sex that first evening. We spoke a lot and he told me about his life and what he has done. He showed me everything about his model career and a few videos. For example, one of my questions "what would you do if someone wants to fuck you with a pipi as big as yours? He answered with "well, I have a video for that." wow, he actually did have a video for that because it had happened. It was a short video that started with him sucking a huge dick that gave a great gagging show. After a few minutes, he slowly sat on it and was fucked by this dude. To make it more exciting, or nuts, that guy was his straight cousin. They only made this video to make money.
We spend the next two days together. He only went home once to change his clothes.
Important to say, he only asked about 17 euros for his services. That is crazy! If you are a foreigner, they will start with at least 45 Euros and up. So him asking only 17 Euros was good. He told me that he was not really an escort because of his webcam model work. And, I don't want to go too deep into the reason, but trust me it was valid, he couldn't work as a model for a while. I had spent September through December on Grindr and I had never seen him there. His story checks out on multiple levels.
On Sunday afternoon he gets a phone call. I must say that I was impressed with his restraint. In the days before he never checked his phone. I found that a big plus. He was 100% at the moment and not constantly distracted. Anyway, his phone had rung a few times while he was in the shower. When he came out, I told him about the phone and it started ringing again immediately. He answered and I could hear a woman voice say something about a problem.
He secluded himself and I went to get the food that we had ordered from downstairs. When I came back up the trouble started. He asked me if he could ask me for a favour. At this moment my defences went up and I went into some kind of autoresponder mode. He said he needed money for rent. I told him that if (and this is true) I had to help every boy that I know for two days I would be poor.
This answer really pissed him off. He said that if I didn't want to, I could have just said NO. Why I had to say it like that etc etc. He just wanted to leave. Tja is crazy because he really deserved more in my opinion. Actually, I wanted to give him 200 Euros when I lived two days later, but he somehow made it impossible for say. His reaction was so (Latin) temperamental, that there was no way for me to change this situation. I also found that he overreacted. There was no reason to immediately burn any bridges.
Now I am home and I feel rather guilty. I really think he deserved more because I had a great time. The sex with him was amazing and worth a lot more than I paid him. No, I am not trying to take advantage of someone in a poor situation. And NO, I am also not a sucker we fall for an SOB story. But I feel that I have the money and he delivered a service that deserves financial appreciation, but his overreaction put me in a situation where I never got the chance to give him what I thought he deserved.
It is still bothering me a lot.
ps.. I typed this in one go and never looked back. Sorry for the grammar and for everything that is incoherent.
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