I JUST REREAD MY ORIGINAL POST AND MY GOD! I HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT GOT SO SCRABBLED! - I apologise!
I can’t find how to edit the original post so I have re-written below (making sure it actually makes sense this time)
Hey guys,
My name is Beau Valentine and I’m a male escort from Sydney Australia.
This year marks my 10th year working as a male escort so I thought I’d mark the occasion with a bit of a memoir/Q&A for anyone who is curious about the lifestyle.
So, If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I’m literally an open book but I will keep my clients identities private so some names and details maybe slightly changed
It all started 10 years ago in a land before Donald Trump had the nuclear codes and before China got the whole world sick.. it was a simpler time - I had just gotten back from working overseas on a cruise ship and a friend of mine that I went to school with who always had no money throughout school - …(his parents used to clean the school on the weekend to subsidise his tuition fees)… suddenly had A LOT of money and every weekend he would say “hey come out with me... Let’s go out this weekend we’re going out to this club and that club and this bar and that bar” - I would say “dude, you know I’d love to but I can’t. On account of my unemployed status I’ve got no money” to which he would reply something to the effect of “Nah man it’s fine. It’s my shout /it’s my treat. Let’s go.”
This happened multiple weeks in a row and I think maybe the third weekend or fourth weekend in a row of this routine I sat him down very seriously thinking he was doing something stupid to get money. So I said to him, “wait, dude where is this money coming from? Are you dealing drugs or doing break and enters or something stupid? I don’t want you to be spending money on me that is going to land you in prison if that that’s how you’ve come into all this money”
He smiled that obnoxious straight boy, cocky smirk I loved. The one that always made me want to both punch him and kiss him square on the mouth and he asked “well can you keep a secret?” (Knowing full well I couldn’t) he leant in, lowered his voice to a growly whisper and began confessing to me that had been working as a male escort. For men and women! These ideas intrigued me. First: the prospect that my very straight mate was now doing gay for pay by the hour (I’d never wished I had money more than in that moment) and then second: As if he had given me the keys to the city I sat in wonderment thinking “could I do that? That sounds like fun, I do that most nights anyway for free and so on” minutes later it was clear- I was going to do it because I was basically made for it!
You see- I’d always been a massive slut in school and very, very bisexual, I had 10 years of acting training and I was confident enough to pull it off but laid back enough to not come across as a douche by being too cocky or arrogant which makes people uncomfortable.
You can advertise as an elite- high class escort but when you arrive at the booking you need to behave like an old friend of the client. Blend seemlessly into their mood, likes, dislikes, social ‘class’ and lifestyle.
[For example- when I walk into a beautiful 7 million dollar, water front home I will say once as I enter the main living area “this is a very nice place you have here” and that’s it. Then I will take off my shoes and find us both something to drink in the kitchen, or find the remote to play some porn or music on the t.v. Making myself appear very comfortable and familiar so the client doesn’t feel obliged to play host and can relax and enjoy our time together. I have done double bookings with other escorts before who would just not shut up about how nice the house or hotel room was. Nothing says “I don’t belong here and “I’m common as a seagull” like gawking endlessly as something that for the client is literally very much “everyday”.]
So as my friend told me more and more about the job I just kept thinking “I could do that! And what’s more? I could do that better than you!”
And I did! I got the best photos that I’ve ever had taken of me in my life taken in a nice hotel in the city and I got the top advertising spots on all the escort websites. I got an editorial written up about Me in DNA magazine titled “paying for it” and I got to work.
And boy oh boy did I have fun!
I started working at an escort agency in Sydney called “Delivery Boys” but very shortly after I started working there (I think it was maybe six months later) it shut down, so I moved to the other agency. “Knightcall” where I stayed for another six months cultivating a regular private clientele base before I started working on my own privately.
When I first started working, I thought that escorting would be mostly old men (and there are a fair few old men don’t get me wrong) but I was surprised to see how many young guys pay for sex! Especially because once I started working privately I also started doing cross-dressing bookings and advertising as a cross-dresser AND as a boy using separate ads advertising myself on different sites (like rentboyaustralia.com/beau_valentine and escortsandbabes.com.au)
The amount of hot guys that come to see me dressed up as a girl is ridiculous! I’m not ‘into’ Cross stressing myself .. it does nothing for me sexually to get dressed up.. To me, It’s just a lot of extra work and money and makeup and hair removal and effort but I quickly realised that the ‘type’ of guy that’s into cross-dressers /Trans Girls/ lady boys is very much my “type” of guy. (20-40 y/o Muscled, tattoos, straight guys)
Between my cross-dressing work and my work being “Beau Valentine” I’ve seen probably one Client a day for 10 years sometimes a little bit more sometimes a little bit less but Think about that for a minute - one Client a day for 10 years! that’s a lot of sex! Don’t get me wrong not every booking is about sex sometimes it’s just intimacy or companionship. Sometimes it’s just company and witty banter! One of my best and favourite clients (we will call him Steve). I have seen pretty much once a week for 10 years and we’ve never had sex not even once.
But of course there are other clients I see for a booking and it’s nothing but sex so it just depends on what they’re looking for and what the chemistry is like and finding ways to have fun in various states of undress.
But a good escort needs to be just as entertaining and stimulating off the mattress and fully clothed as they are when they are on the mattress hard, naked and triggering your safeword. Otherwise you will have a lot of very short bookings. Not great when you charge by the hour!
So as I said - I’m going to use this thread like a bit of a journal and add thoughts and stories and memories from my time working as an escort so please do feel free to ask whatever you’d like. Nothing is off limits. And I’ll try to add an entry or a few replies once a week or so
