Note: Some stories were pulled from this Reddit thread by user u/Andreersjef and this thread.

Note: Some submissions include subjects of sexual abuse. Please proceed with caution.

"My most interesting client was a girl who'd recently turned 18, who would occasionally make her boyfriend watch me perform on her. Sometimes he would join, not having sex with her, but instead by performing oral sex on me or giving me a hand job."

"I never took the money up front — always on the way out. I only got burned one time. I don't know if I was protected by angels, or if I somehow weeded out bad guys with my 'energy fields,' or if I was just lucky. And, I always, always treated my clients with respect and kindness, so perhaps I got by safely because I was never abusive and very seldom rude. I also tended to shy away from anything too complicated, like role-play. 

While those days had a lot of memorable fun, it really is sort of an evil rabbit hole that leads you to a dark place of social disenfranchisement, addiction, and 'questionable spiritual trajectories,' the nature of which may vary depending on your belief system.

At the end of the day, there are partial stereotypes about clientele, but, truth be told, you get men from a myriad of walks of life. Who you get is heavily influenced by how you conduct yourself and present yourself in your ads, and by whom you choose as your clients."

"I ended up being a therapist, close friend, and sexual partner. I guess my 'shtick' was I ended up being a friend that they relied on through tough times. There were a few men in the mix, and it was usually very awkward and/or older guys who had a VERY difficult time finding it for free. I did this for two years, quitting just shy of 20, and focused on school. I do keep in touch with a very select few and offer my 'services' for free. They're now more like friends and not clients."

"15% of the time, it was single women, usually middle-aged and divorced. Unlike the couples who were essentially paying me so that there was a guarantee of no emotional connection, the single ladies almost always wanted the simulation of a relationship. And, unlike the couples, they would hire me again and again and again. This was where most of my money came from. I had one woman who hired me nearly once every week for a year. She only stopped when it became all too apparent to her that our relationship wasn't 'real.'

And 5% of the time it was the 'rich and busy' type of woman — doctors, lawyers, executives — for whom dating just took too much time. These were the best clients for me as they were usually the hottest, and it was just sex for them. I didn't get the repeat business I would get from those who wanted to pretend they were in a relationship.

As for pay, I would charge $150/hour, which is pretty much nothing compared to what female sex workers get."

"At times, clients would try to push me to do stuff I didn't agree to, so it was necessary for me to know how to protect myself. Overall, it was a pretty good experience that got me through a financial and emotional tough time, and I was able to save quite a lot of money, which later paid for my university. 

I don't regret it at all, and I think that is because I got out at the right time. The longer you stay in that world, the harder it gets to leave it, and I've seen it go bad as well for some guys."

"The burnout is real. I take breaks when needed, work when I want, if I want. The freedom is amazing, but it is hard work that people don’t realize. I have degrees, I’ve worked in the corporate and fashion worlds, but I make way more money and control my life in ways people with 9-5 jobs never can. I don’t allow myself to be demeaned for a paycheck."

"If the guy was rude, had bad hygiene, or was sketchy, I had the right to just walk away. Surprisingly, I only did that twice. The vast majority were very kind and respectful. My impression was that a lot were closeted gay men who were married to women, just looking to explore their fantasies. They were usually not very experienced and preferred that I take the lead.

I made a lot of money, but only saw a marginal portion of it. The agency got a big cut, so I depended on tips. I had to cover my own supplies and subway travel. I only had one client who tried to play the role of a 'sugar daddy' and lavished me. After a year, I had my fill of it and chose to quit. It was an interesting experience, and I met a lot of nice guys. 8/10 experience, but would not repeat."

"I did service women and married couples, which was often pretty fun. I'd be willing to do it again and maybe even try to disassociate enough that I could see men to get the big bucks, but I don't identify as gay and don't know how healthy that'd be mentally. 

I was a gangly teenager, and that sold. Sometimes people think that women can't be attracted to underage-looking people, but I absolutely assure you, it's a selling point. I recently started to work out and try to get back into shape, and I might try to revisit the whole sex work thing now that I have a much less nervous view on sexuality. We'll see."

"Another thing is, it can really push your creativity because the more general fetishes are like hypnosis. You just have to wing it and hope for the best. They give you a scenario, and it just comes down to your best acting. It's a tough job, but it pays pretty well."

"Most of my clientele at the fetish club were men over 40. And for the ones at the brothel were almost always drunk and high.

While the fetish club had strict rules and costs about touching or not touching, touching was more money. Quite a few of the clients who I don't think identified as LGBTQ+ would want to have a play with my equipment (not in a sexual way, either, just mostly curiosity). I'm pretty well-endowed, and I guess there aren't many other situations you can be in that you can just play with another man's penis without there being other 'aspects' associated with it.

It was a pretty dark part of my life for personal reasons, but I had a lot of fun partying with the women after work, and those women partied HAAAARD."

"One memorable night, I let one of my clients cry to me over Italian comfort food about how her husband didn't feel for her anymore. On another occasion, a client insisted that I stay afterwards and watch a movie with her for an extra $100. I would usually give them a package of $300-$350 if I knew them a bit better and stayed a while.

All in all, it was a good, rewarding experience. I would do it again if I had time, but it can wear on you if they start to rely on you for more than just temporary happiness."

"We hung out for a while — I think while she worked up the nerve to get to the sex part, and then she paid me again. It felt odd, but not bad. And then she told me that she knew a woman who could also really use a 'night off' from her kids, as I had given her, and asked if she could pass along my number. I said yes, and that's how I became a sex worker.

It didn't last long, and I only had a few clients. Only the first woman was someone I would've been interested in outside of the financially beneficial arrangement. And when I talked to others about it, I referred to myself as a 'husband for a day.'

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