Many Many decades ago I was invited into this arena by two friends, these two were always hitting the strip clubs LATE NIGHT after I went home or when the night was a little quiet. They developed a taste for the strippers and would talk about probably half of the shenanigans that were going on. I started going with them to the clubs on the island and too developed a taste for the taboo that was strip clubs/take out, so forth.
That of course wasn't enough and my guys started calling the "Stripper Ads" in local newspapers and magazines and had these ladies over their houses. I would partake and often would marvel at how callous they could be, not that they treated these women bad, not at all, just how easy it was to them. It was like ordering a pizza late night. The pussy showed up at the door and it was time to eat. I had to go away for a few years to a not so nice place and when I came back it was as if I never left.....
The taste had grown and instead of it being a once a week treat, it become literally almost every time we went out. If we weren't getting any civilian ladies to come back to the houses, we moved over to the strip clubs. There we would ball out in the VIP room, get them to come back to our houses and we partied all night and into the morning. I woke up countless times with women, sometimes 2, naked next to me and I had no idea what had transpired the night before. Hoping and praying I didn't give myself aids or some other incurable scourge on my cock, for being too brass and intoxicated to strap up. This went on for years, until my buddy forgot to erase his answering machine one night when his SO was away. On the machine was a message from the escort service we called announcing "The Girls Are Here!" - Before anyone says NINE, you dumb why give your home number?! It was way before cell phones.
After that debacle my one friend was like "we should try these massage places". Here rented to some of these spots and would get serviced by the girls for being the landlord. We would cruise the Island looking for places to try and each go in one at a time. We all tried to outdo each other in terms of the level of service we could get. I stayed in the AMP scene mainly while they dabbled in both.
We don't speak of it much now when we are together, but the unwritten rule amongst us was, NEVER EVER discuss this with the other guys in the group, they were a little more mainstream and had loose lips. This board has helped me tremendously in that it is a natural outlet, unlike my glory days when I could do this with friends and talk of it. Times done changed, dudes got babies, families, daughters going into college. One guy we rolled with and mongered with, found out his daughter was on SA. That is some reap what you sow kind of shit.
The life of mongering is as secret as you want to keep it. In my travels in life, keep your dirt to yourself unless you want to get swept up and into any drama.