Life Of A Gigolo In This Time And Place

Hello, living in Jaipur, a dire financial situation three years ago forced me to look for ways to make money. A friend of mine, a seasoned gigolo (male sex worker), talked this 18-year old into joining his line of work and live a life of luxury. I’m paid big money for providing (and receiving) carnal pleasure.

Money was what made me say “Yes” to my friend’s invitation to join the business. I get anywhere between ₹6,000 and ₹25,000 for one night, depending on who I spend the night with. The average taking per night is more than ₹10,000 in the three years that I have been in the business.

I feel they are either in a one-sided marriage or have no sense of belonging. They want to boost their self-worth and satiate their sexual needs. I have shared a bed with housewives, corporate honchos, air-hostesses and college students. They all have different stories but the same desire: the flawless boyfriend experience.

Now let me tell you about one of my regular client, a woman from a wealthy family. Married for nine years, she lives in a posh locality in Jaipur, owns a fleet of luxury cars, and many bungalows. Every time she meets me, she behaves with me like I am her’s husband. She shows me the stuff she has purchased recently and keeps talking as if I am the father of her children!

Then, there’s the college-going woman I had an encounter with around Christmas last year. She hired my services for ₹7,000. She also paid for the dinner. As the night unfolded, she revealed that her long-time boyfriend had dumped her. Lying on the bed, she kept talking about the boyfriend until she fell asleep on my chest. That was the first and last time I met her.

With money not being a constraint for these women, I meet up with them at plush hotels. At times, even at their very homes. But some of them live in places far from Jaipur, like in Kishangarh and Ajmer. So the encounters take place at shady lounges or hotels. Every time I need to be careful to avoid the police glare.

So far, I have never had any trouble with the men in uniform. I am also careful about keeping my profession a secret amongst my social circle, worried about the censure and isolation that a revelation might bring. I remember how a distant friend, who was in a similar profession, had to resort to intense medication to treat depression as his family has disowned him upon learning about his job.

I get to hear about such stories often, but it’s an occupational hazard we have to live with. Independent gigolos like me are not many. The majority of the ‘G-Men’ are tied to the ‘network’, which mostly operates through so-called ‘massage parlors’ and ‘friendship clubs’.

Men aspiring to ‘Gigolohood’ get a foothold into these parlors and clubs, where they get ‘trained’ for a couple of weeks before being launched. The problem is these clubs and massage parlors charge hefty commissions. The higher the number of agents behind a gigolo, the less the takings are for me personally.

It’s not an easy ride. Many gigolos who are part of a network drift when they find the money is hardly worth the work. And work is not easy to come by. I agree that women have it tough in our patriarchal society. But I feel that in this particular profession, they fare better than men.

In comparing a female escort to a male one, a woman with age and looks on her side is far more likely to end up with a high-paying client. And she can easily make a lakh in one go. However, a man will have to take up five or six assignments to make that much. And even then he will have to wait for a month or two, while women get work almost every night.

In spite of the ‘fear and anxiety’ of contracting an STD in my line of work, I am proud that this job enables me to take good care of my folks back home. My father is a retired government employee and mother a homemaker. My strong financial status not only means I have the satisfaction of being a support to my aging parents but also that I enjoy the company of friends who rub shoulders with ‘powerful people’.

I had no intention whatsoever to quit. The ‘9 to 5’ job never attracted me anyway. Being a gigolo, I was my own boss. I worked according to my own will and there was no pressure or deadline. With the pay being handsome, that was a comfortable life that I was living.

But, I feel, things would be still better if this trade was legalized. It will give a tight slap to this outdated society. ‘Gigolo’ isn’t a job title. Many male escorts, including myself, will use the term in reference to our profession. More often than not, such use is the easiest way to clarify that our clients are women -– that we are heterosexual.

Technically my profession was ‘escort’, although I think the term ‘companion’ is much classier and also more accurate. It’s almost impossible for me to know what someone means when they ask me, “How did you get into this?”

Are they asking me the story of how I met my agent? Could they be interested in how I acquired the skills to even be qualified to work for my agent in the first place? Then there is the possibility that they are wanting to know how I acquired the mindset to pursue the path that brought me to this point in my life.

I have often compared the life trajectory of a high-end straight male escort to that of an athlete. You might expect a Major League Baseball player to be confused if asked, “How did you get into this?”

The most common misconception about my profession is that it is ‘all about sex’. If by ‘sex’ we mean ‘sexual intercourse’, then I would wholeheartedly agree that women do not pay for sex (at least not enough women to support an industry). Most of my time ‘on the clock’ is spent in appointments of between 6 and 48 hours each.

I take it as a great compliment that someone would think I have the sexual stamina to ‘go’ for 24 or 48 hours straight. What is it, then, that makes a day of my companionship worth thousands of dollars to my clients? When we think of our ideal relationship, most of us envision a partner who arouses us with their physical presence, stimulates us with their mental prowess, demonstrates affection and attention to our needs (at times before we know what we need); and accepts us for who we are –- flaws and all -– without passing any judgment.

I regularly have clients tell me things they ‘have never told anyone before’. Time with a talented professional companion creates a space where clients can feel free to lay bare their biggest fears and insecurities, knowing that the escort’s primary goal is that client’s happiness. In terms of therapeutic value, a great escort beats a psychologist any day of the week.

Hell, when was the last time your shrink held you in their arms? Would you want them to anyway? For many women, the thought of being in the dating pool is scary. The concept carries, for a woman, the implication –- generally accurate -– that she is ‘single’.

Even with the cultural strides that have been made just in the last few decades, the societal, and even biological, pressures for a woman to be in a long-term committed relationship are omnipresent. I know it can sometimes be easy for people to wallow in the fact of being single because I ‘haven’t found that special someone’.

It is easier than it is to expend any real effort to find a compatible partner. I assure you: All the ‘good ones’ are most definitely not ‘taken’.

Sorry if I bored you. All that I wrote are my views and may vary from person to person. Now am not purely in this business. One may say that this is my part-time business. Even now I have lowered my rates because most of the women need gigolos like me, and not all can afford the high rates.

So now as am well settled I have lowered my rates but now I don’t travel large distances. I still provide my services in Jaipur. If you want to get in touch with me than you may mail me on my email address – [email protected]. Thanks for reading about my life. Feel free to contact me.