^This--though I don't mind the styles young people wear. It has always changed over time. Remember emo & saggers?
Yes.
Yes they were. The sexual revolution of the 60s & 70s changed everything--not for all women but for many of my generation. It liberated many men as well--not something often reported. Gay liberation happened, too. There was no LGBTQIA+ back then, just gay and lesbian.
Boomer here. Between locker room, tight jeans & shorts, speedos and skinny dipping it took no time at all for everyone to learn I had a big cock. People talk. Word spread. From 18 I was banging girlfriends then most of my older sister's friends who wanted it then women from the pool where I lifeguarded summers. College was a fuckfest. I worked at a posh big city hotel part time first as a hop then at reception. Almost immediately women began inviting me to their rooms after hours. Tips turned into sex work. Most of the women were middle-aged 30s-60s and married. I was 19 first time I bulled for a couple there. Word spread. Money was good. Then as now hotels are the nexus of planet sex--especially secret sex lives.
I didn't fuck a guy until the end of senior year. He flirted with me at reception for a couple days then invited me to his room. Cute slim experienced fem twink bottom he taught me how to top a guy without hurting him. I was 22 he 20. Shortly after that the second guy I fucked had been a college classmate all four years who wore women's designer jeans and colorful tops, subtle make up and jewelry but not over the top. He was the first guy I fucked who identified as a woman. We had a thing the last few months of school. He had a wardrobe full of women's clothes he wore in private at home. Great guy. Sweet girl.
So yeah it was easy to "leverage" my big cock and continues to be 45+ years later. There has always been interest in it and though I have occasionally done on-line dating most of my hook ups come by word of mouth which I call referrals.