Picking up Day Labor

[Trixie]

Hello everbody! Kisses all around!

I'm wondering if any of you sexual predators out there have had any luck or experience picking up muchachos from a day laborer hangout. (For those of you in parts of the country that don't have such things, here in Cali there are traditional areas in almost every town where migrant laborers, mostly hispanic and fresh over the border, congregate to wait to be picked up for hourly work. In spanish, these places are called La Skina...at least that's what a friend of mine called them, who used to frequent them.)

He also told me that it's not atypical

for "jotos" (that's us, dearie!) to come cruising around to pick up guys for sex.

And usually they're able to find someone fairly easily.

Here in my hometown there's a "Skina" nearby that's fairly bursting with hot young things... these days mostly Guatemalans, and mostly pure Mayan. Beautiful, smallish men (average 5'6"?)

with almond eyes and silver capped teeth. They're much shyer than the macho mexicans who stare at you with a knowing, predatory gaze.

Anyway... anyone gone fishin' in these parts? I'd love to hear your experiences!

La Belle

Trixie

[Guest bam]

I wish I knew what to do

 

Was in Reno recently and went down a street and saw maybe 100 guys looking for work

 

At least half of them were gorgeous

 

Didn’t know what to do (and the crowd was large) so just drove by

 

Felt like I really missed an opportunity

 

Did drive by each day I was there to torture myself

[+ Lucky]

What tortured me about Reno (other than its ugliness) were the hoardes of beautiful boys hangingg out on the strip on a Saturday night. I guess for them this is where the action is, but they were clearly oblivious to my lust, so I am sure they are there to hang out with their friends and look at girls.:-(

[bigguyinpasadena]

Again we have Miss Trixie giving out her ideas on ways to become a statistic(murder/hate crime victim)

Girl,what is your"t"are you so in love with the razors edge that you want to encourage others to play in your fucked up game.

Cruising day laborers,or for that matter trade in general,is not what it used to be.I think it is a far more dangerous game nowadays and best left to those who really know what they are doing-or have a deathwish.

We are not talking sailors in pershing square/dupont park here,these fellas are not out to hustle,they are out trying to make a days wage doing legit work.

Now,were you not going to Russia?Best of luck in your travels

[imrthr]

Right on!!!!!!!

[VaHawk]

Well I think you are being just a little too hard on Trixie! She wasn't advocating this, just relating the experiences of her friend and asking if anyone else had any experiences in this scene to reveal.

 

I too have wondered about this topic, but that is not to say that it is a scene that I would want to explore. However, I will say that I have seen many of these guys during the winter months, when the work is scarcer out on the streets in the Dupont Circle area hustling. When the weather warms up and more jobs are available they disappear, but as soon as it gets to be late fall/winter you can see a lot of them back again.

 

I get the feeling that a lot of the "danger" you cite has more to do with misconceptions based on the Latino race than it does on the acutal men themselves or that particular scene.

[bigguyinpasadena]

My conceptions regarding rough trade has nothing whatsoever to do with race or ethic backround.

It is based on many years experience in many cities large and small.

In West Hollywood we there are a large number of eastern european boys hanging around looking quite yummy.I however prefer not to pick them up for sex,something just feels not quite 100% about them.

I rely heavily upon this well honed instinct for smelling trouble,and it has seldom failed me(has not failed me once when sober-LESSON)

And yet I am notorious for scoring with cute young guys in the most odd situations-guys of many ethenticities.

But someone coming on this board,dangling prospect of bliss with street trade,inticing my fellow cruisers with such speculation/titalation as Miss Trixie has must be brought into a different perspective.Yes cruising street trade can be hot,but putting yourself in harms way in just stupid IMO.

[+ Lucky]

My guess is that big guy is right on here, hawk. I don't know how familiar you are with the area of 16th and Mission, but truly my experience would be that one is courting serious trouble by looking for sex here. It is a very dangerous place, not because of race, but because of drugs.

[taylorky]

and the race for drugs *badda bing badda bang*

[VaHawk]

Well, I personally would not go to the Mission district anytime, but I don't see where Trixie's post mentions this area and in fact seeks info from such day labor areas from all over.

 

I agree with bigguy, that the street scene is not something you would want to explore anymore, unless you have that "inner voice" that comes from years of experience. But many of us who come here have that experience and not every post has to be intended for every segment of the audience, does it?

 

I didn't intend anything ethnic or racist in my post, but can only look at it from the perspective of the DC area, where indeed, the majority, if not all, of the men at these places are Latino. The majority of those, like the majority of Latino men here, are from Central America (mostly El Salvador and Guatemala), not Mexico like the southwest or Puerto Rico like NYC.

[+ Lucky]

hawk, you are right that she does not mention that area in this thread, but in another one. The day labor area is a few blocks away from 16th and may actually be less dangerous.

[Guest bam]

I think my post was also a little philosophical - beautiful men who need work, men with money, no connection between the two – just wish it could work out

[Guest Gringo]

i've said it before and i'll say it again. those people who say money cannot buy happiness simply don't know where to shop. there is a dancing hall in rio with many handsome young men and a live band. for 25 cents he would take me in his arms, dance me across the floor and tell me how interesting i was. yeah, yeah, i know. but i still considered the exchange quite a bargain. after a drink or two, and a spin or two, i simply enjoyed being held while this stanger whispered sweet nothings into my ear. what's the harm?:+

[+ Lucky]

That's night labor!!

This thread is about day labor!

[JamesK840]

Its really too bad this thread has petered out... I've also wondered about this.

 

Maybe the thing to do is hire a few especially cute ones next time you move, see if any are interested in staying later for some extra $$ afterwards...

 

Now that I think of it, I kind of hired a day laborer... last time I was in Vegas I was bored out of mind and really tired of loosing money, so I started to drive about, the main strip area was pretty boring, though did see a couple really great looking young guys razor scooting around... anyway, went towards downtown, there is this 'Neonopolis' thing nobody goes to, was driving around, past the court house a couple times... not cool, but eventually found my way onto a pretty big street with a lot of people milling about.

Driving down it I notice a pretty hot white guy, muscular and tan/a little sun burned, blond hair in a ponytail I think, with his shirt off, and he seems to be interested in passing cars. Loop back (maybe more then once), he seems to notice it's my second time by, and now I'm on the right side... he has a great body... I'm nervous as hell, first time I'd done anything like this, I go up a ways and pull over.

Heart is racing, don't know what the hell I think I'm doing. Wait a couple minutes (it seemed like 5-10, pulled up way too far, luckily he either saw me do it or was walking back the other way and recognized the car)... he walked up to the window, asked what I was up to, if I wanted to go do something. I said sure, unlocked the door. He got in, told him I was staying at a strip hotel he seemed fine with going there, I set off. The whole time my heart is racing, I can barely breathe, his shirt is still off, great pecks and even something of a washboard, plenty of muscle (says he carries a lot of cinder block around) though he's not fully ripped or anything. I then notice he's missing his 2 front teeth, otherwise a nice face, mid to late 30s, looks a couple years older from too much time in the sun, hair's kind of stringy probably from the same thing. He makes some small talk... he does a lot of construction work, etc, down on his luck, needs money for living and going to the dental school to get some cheap replacements... I'm kind of bummed about the teeth, but he has a pretty good personality, though I never quite get anywhere near relaxed I do talk a little. He asks if I want to go for a drink or something, I tell him I don't really drink.

We get back to my hotel, I park. He gets out, puts his t-shirt on (don't think I'd even noticed he had it tucked in his fanny-pack belt thing) and we go through the lobby. I could swear everybody is staring at us, knows exactly what we're up too...

Finally get to the room, spend an awkward 15-20 minutes, he turns on the TV, says it's too bad I don't have any beer or anything... Asks if the TV has porn, I say it doesn't (don't know why exactly...) More small talk, I probably flubbed at least one, maybe two passes through 'so what do you want to do...'

Finally get up the nerve on the next go-around to say I'd love to see him without his shirt again (smooove...) This leads to him undressing, he lays back, says 'I can do anything I want'. He's pretty smooth, smallish dick (not hard, never got to see it hard...), I touch it, start to move towards sucking it but stop just short (scared about STDs and all...) and I look up and ask him if he'd suck me. He says OK, asks if I can help him out a bit with money. I say 'of course', was a little surprised because it wouldn't have occurred to me it wasn't entirely a paid encounter. But that was the first time $$$ was mentioned.

I undress, lay back on the bed. He doesn't have condoms, seemed maybe a touch surprised I asked. Of course I don't have any either, but I figure what the hell, it's time for my first bj. Even though it was my first I can say he wasn't very good at it. Figured the lack of front teeth would be an asset for this if nothing else, but I guess I figured wrong... From my experience since I guess it takes me longer then average to come, he stopped a couple times, asked if I liked it, I suggested we try a couple things, some body to body rubbing... this was pretty good, him upright so I can admire and touch his body, then him laying on top of me... not very intimate though, he keeps his head beside mine, facing away (not that I would've wanted to do any kissing given his mouth, though his other teeth don't seem bad, front two were probably lost in a fight or something, not rotted out...). Then I have him go back to blowing, and then stroking it, once I get him to put some grip into it I finally come.

So now I'm even more mixed up, as I didn't get as much enjoyment as I was expecting... he runs and gets me a washcloth, I clean up, we both dress. I give him I think $100, he's *very* happy with the amount. Then we go back to my car, he mentions dinner... for some reason I'm still pretty cold, tell him I'm not hungry, drive him back across town and let him out where he asks. On the ride he'd said he'd never done this before, asks how I knew he was interested, I don't talk all that much.

Start heading back to the hotel, finally start to relax for the first time in at least 90 minutes, and by the time I'm back in the area of my hotel I'm horny again, thinking about all the things we maybe could have done. I go into a drugstore and buy some condoms and some lube, some other crap too, don't know why exactly, it just seemed I had to have them in case the opportunity arose again. Go back to my room, jack off, read for a while, go to dinner, loose more money, go back to my room, read some more, jack off again, sleep. Leave the next day, almost as confused and inexperienced as I was when I got there, but having wasted about two thousand dollars over the course of the weekend.

 

Well, that's my day labor experience. Have failed miserably at attempts to duplicate that kind of pickup again in the LA area, but I keep trying, and have gained a bit more experience through other means... There really is something about the thrill, the rush as you're making eye contact and especially as you're nervously waiting in the car... there was another thread on here about how this was the whole point of cruising, I can almost see that...

 

Can't believe I wrote this much, sorry if it bored anybody to tears...

[Guest Utopia]

I have used day labor many times to help me move, clean out storage lockers and paint. I try to hire the cute twinkish ones for a little eye candy. These guys work hard for little money. I always give them qute a bit extra, always, as they still save me mucho dollars in the long run.

 

My son (yes real son) and one of these twinks were heloing me clean out a storage locker once and they came upon a few old gay catalogues I had (my son knows I am gay and he is 22). Anyway, they were talking (in Spanish) about the catalogues. It turns out the 19 year old twink latino tells my son there is a bunch of guys who come around each morning trying to hire them to take nude pictures or ahve sex with them. he said none of the guys were interested yet told my kid that he would consider it for the right price. I have no idea what the right price was.

 

To me it almost seemed like a form of molestation. I know that is strange and I am a very opened minded person and it seems strange for me to even read what I just wrote. I mean, that anyone who takes advantage of someone by offering them money when they are truly desperate (to me) is molestation. Most of these day workers are financially desperate. It's easy to get someone to do what you want when they are desperate, especially when you have a bit of cash.

 

Therefore, I would not attempt to hire one of these guys for fun in bed. It just doesnt seem right to me.

===

"You realize that life goes fast

It's hard to make the good things last"

[+ Lucky]

"Most of these day workers are financially desperate. It's easy to get someone to do what you want when they are desperate, especially when you have a bit of cash.

 

Therefore, I would not attempt to hire one of these guys for fun in bed. It just doesnt seem right to me."

 

Utopia, you obviously haven't been reading the Rio threads where this is frequently discussed. (Someone even commented that you need to talk to the boy as if he was your servant because Rio is a class-oriented society!)

Nonetheless, the fact that one is economically deprived and sexually gifted presents opportunites for both him and his admirer. If there is no force or coercion involved, I see nothing wrong with hiring the person for specialized day labor. The person without the money has every right to make a willing decision on how to advance his fortunes. Just treat him respectfully.

[jackhammer91406]

Special needs

 

I'll treat anyone with respect and without coercion if they will just do windows.

 

[Guest fukamarine]

No - I wasn't bored at all. Quite the contrary, in fact. I found the whole story rather erotic and was anxious to read what came next.

 

Just remember - practice makes perfect - so keep up the hunt!

 

fukamarine

[Guest jstlooknthx]

I LOVED your Vegas story James. It was very cinematic. It was like watching a quirky funny/erotic scene in some great independent film about a guy trying to have his first gay for pay experience. Kind of sad and hysterical but charged with adrenaline and nerves. Still laughing about the missing teeth!

[bigguyinpasadena]

The above tale sounds like an accounting of every single pickup I have made on the Las Vegas strip!

I was a very very naughty boy when I lived in Vegas-used to "advertise"my talents on mens room's stalls(seedier casinos and local bars-oh and Ballys!That gave me the best talent)

Had a good number of responses,some studs,some duds.When this proved too slow I would hit the streets in search of dick,and most of the time the results were excactly what you described.Except I was rarely the timid fella you saw yourself to be-I was a cock hungry BRAZEN HUSSEY!

Las Vegas is so poor when it comes to street cruising these days that I just don't bother.I am more interested in playing the games in the casinos than in playing games on the streets!

I will have "room service"sometimes if I have been lucky at the games-or have brought enough cash along.My next trip I plan on hiring Caleb if he is still available,he seems like a real winner!

I will tell y'all about my casino cruising at anouther time!

[VaHawk]

>I try to hire the cute twinkish ones for a little eye candy.

 

Well, don't you think they notice your roving eyes? IMO, Latinos always know when someone is looking at them, at least in my experience. They don't miss a beat as after two glances they know! You could stare at a lot of white guys for 10 minutes straight and they still don't have a clue.

 

>These guys work hard for little

>money. I always give them qute a bit extra, always, as they

>still save me mucho dollars in the long run.

 

I think this is great, as so many of them are taken advantage of and since a lot are illegal they have little if any recourse to recoup their money. Plenty of legit businesses pick these guys up to do manual labor and never pay them.

 

>To me it almost seemed like a form of molestation.

 

As long as the guy is of legal age and willing, then I wouldn't consider it molestation. I'm sure some of these guys, if they see you looking, will make a gesture that they're willing, and no matter how desperate they are for money, that should be their decision to make.

 

I doubt if the sex would be much fun though, as most of these guys are Latino, heterosexual, married, devout Catholics. You might be in luck if you're a bottom, but most are not going to suck you, let you fuck them, or even kiss you. They might let you suck them or possibly fuck you, but nothing else, no matter how desperate they are for money.

[+ Hoover42]

Oh, your story was not at all boring.

 

I'm a big fan of the S.T.H (Straight to Hell) collection published by Boyd McDonald, RIP), and I think your story would have been a great contribution.

 

...Hoover

[JamesK840]

I'd like to hear about it! Casino cruising, how it works in a bar...

[JamesK840]

While I'm asking questions... as I said, really would like to know what to look for in a bar, but also, are there any signs I should know about? Heard some nonsense about colored handkerchiefs and which rear pocket they're in, etc... Anything to it?

 

I was practicing my masterful street cruising technique the other day on Sepulvida (now know I'd be much better off crossing the valley to Santa Monica BLVD...) there was a hot guy on a bike, maybe some latino blood but not much, nice arms, yellow baseball hat. He was sitting on his bike on the corner, waiting for the light, seemed to notice me looking. Seemed to do something sensual with his lips, took his hat off twice and put it back on... I kept looking, tried to do something with my lips too... he seemed to nod and set off on his bike when the light changed...

 

Then the wheels came off the wagon as they say, assuming he was looking for anything... I pulled over too far forward, and on the street (in hind-site he may have wanted me to turn down the side street), I waited quite a bit, gave up, started to drive, saw him on the other side of the street, he seemed to notice me again, I turned down a side street, U turned, parked. He crossed the street but went through the fenced parking lot right next to me. I had no idea where he'd gone (didn't know there was a driveway through the fence back a ways), waited just a tiny bit and then drove again, think he was trying to do something with the bike or casually come up from behind on the sidewalk, but I took off too soon. Saw him again as I was driving, but he'd probably had it with my ineptness by then, didn't acknowledge me or cross the street towards me again.

 

So, I know now to be more patient, but was I reliably supposed to get something from the hat thing (he wanted to top?)?