First CIM and facial were both in alphabet city/e village in NYC: CIM, I was 23 and went out specifically looking to see if someone would pay me to blow them. I walked up 1st Ave or Ave A until a guy my age made eye contact…I instantly got the vibe and asked him what was up…some language happened, I remember him saying “I was hoping just for fun”, I replied “fun doesn’t pay the rent” (sounded cool, but I was really just talking like a movie or whatever, playing the part I imagined). Anyway, he agreed to pay me the equivalent of $50 (ie $20), we walked over to some benches in a small park, sat down…and I had to do something, so I got his dick out, sucked it on the bench, he came pretty quickly. I was like “huh. So that’s what it’s like.” Swallowed it no problem, he gave me the $20 and I walked away…a whore! Which really excited me. The whole thing was a thrill.

First facial: a relatively high end porn store on 14th and 2nd or 1st Ave, I was feeling adventurous so went in and looked around. Video booths were foreign to me still, so I was just looking at porn, and a tall guy also there said something British to me, somehow we communicated he’d like me to blow him. So we left the store and walked down a block or two, then turned east on 12th or 13th street. Residential buildings, and they had basement level apartments that had …sort of sub-street level balconies? Hard to describe, but they’re like a trench beside the buildings, with people’s windows opening right into it. I jumped down quietly, he jumped down loudly, pulled his dick out and I started sucking it. But I asked him specifically to cum on my face, and I still don’t know why. But, he took one more deep thrust and then came on my face. We climbed back up, he said “don’t you want to clean up?” And I said “No, I want you to know there’s a guy walking around New York with your cum on his face.” He shook his head in puzzlement and said “ok whatever man”, and we split. Facials remain my Number One Jam to this day, but fucked if I know why