Terror Firsthand #46: Rest In Peace Big Ski

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try anything dangerous at home. 

Warning: extreme terror, sexual content 

Terror Firsthand: Rest In Peace Big Ski 

The next day, on Monday, when I woke up, I checked the Escorts4U.com website and moved my ad to the top of the list. I didn't receive any calls and I wasn't able to schedule any appointments. The reason is because men are gay, and they like men more than they like me. 

After I moved my ad up, I received a text back from a male gigolo that I had contacted for a date. He asked me to send him a picture and I did. Then I sent him the link to my music page and he said that he wasn't interested in letting me buy him because I wouldn't show him any nudes. I was pissed, but at the same time, he probably was a gay man like all of the others and didn't want my p*ssy. Which is fine. Men don't owe me d*ck, protection, or money. They can neglect me to be with the gays all they want. 

After that, I created a profile on a different escort site called TryEscorts.Net. I submitted all the documents that I needed to verify my age and identity and then I waited. The site said that it would take up to two weeks or less to verify me. 

After that, I fixed mussels and clams for lunch, along with a strawberry Margarita from a place called Chi Chis. Then after that, I went to a weed dispensary and purchased some potent marijuana. After that, I headed towards a candle store and purchased a spell candle to see if I could conjure a new man. The results will take up to 7 days. 

I talked to GD6Star on the phone and he was still being phoney. He was acting as though he was still in love with GD7star's baby mother. He probably was. She was rich and drove an Aston Martin. I drove a measly Toyota Camry. Speaking of cars, I ended up selling the Tesla for a few multi thousand dollars. I paid off my credit card debt, and then purchased the Toyota. 

I spent all day trying find a male prostitute to replace GD6Star and still couldn't find one. It got so bad that an alleged minor ended up texting my phone by accident. I told him to get the f*ck offline immediately. I know what happens to pedophiles, hebophiles, and ephebophiles. They get poured gasoline on and a lit match thrown at them. I'm no where near a pedophile. After the alleged minor texted me back, I stopped looking for a male gigolo altogether. I'm only attracted to grown adult, straight, men. 

I couldn't find one anyways. All of them said they liked men only. In one ad, I saw a group of black men having an orgy. They were swallowing each other's d*cks and f*cking in the ass. They had cum all over their faces in some pictures. They were bumping all of their d*cks together in another picture. I could tell that the pictures were 100% real. It was like five men having sex together. It was the same site that the alleged minor was on. 

The men were so gay, I couldn't find not one straight man in sight. It was disappointing. I started to regret ever meeting GD6Star. He kept leading me on and wasting my time. I was too poor for a man like him and he knew that GD7Star's baby mother was a better fit for him.

Later that night, a 29 year old gigolo hit me back and said that he was interested. After I asked him if he was gay, he said yes. After that, I cut off all communication with him. He said that he was bisexual just like the other gigaglo told me the day before. In not into anything gay or bi. I'm just not. Alot of people hate me for that.

I decided that I would just sit back and wait to see if someone would book me for a date instead of searching for one. I'm basically working as a provider and as a client- whichever comes first. I'm kind of tired of looking at those escort ads with all that nudity in them. It's not a good look of you ask me. Looking at a bunch of nude pictures is just as damaging to the brain as watching a porn. 

 

There are a lack of straight men in America, especially black men. They are far few and between. As the years pass, it's not going to get any better. It's going to get harder and harder to find one. 

I refuse to send any nudes because I'm not going to show gay people my body for nothing. They can't get a sneak peak of me at all. I'm not gay. Since Big Ski died, it has been hard for me to get a laid. People are more rainbow, and they're just not into me. 

I can barely make any money in Phoenix. Life started getting extremely expensive and I can barely keep a roof over my head. I no longer live the lavish lifestyle that I once lived when Big Ski was alive. That was taken away from me, and it hurts. He couldn't leave me anything, because his money wasn't legitimate. He was still a millionaire that had put me up in a lavish penthouse at one point though, and he had brought me the Tesla. 

Big Ski made sure I was able to stunt and he knew how to turn me into a celebrity. He didn't hate on me when I f*cked his homies either. They never fought over my p*ssy. It was all love. He always made sure one of his niggas was taking care of me financially and f*cking me often. I will never forget that. When all of those other snitches told on him, I was still there. I never ratted Big Ski out, even when he played me. Everyone isn't me though. There will never be another Big Ski. Hell, there will never even be another Daddy Leroy. 

I went online and I searched for Big Ski. I was able to find a picture of his grave. I watched a couple of his old podcast episodes on YouTube and I started crying. He might not have been perfect, but he still had an impact on my life and my finances. I see the big difference in my life with him and without him. 

A picture of Big Ski's grave in Milwaukee 

I don't know what my future holds. I just hope it involves a straight man that wants to f*ck me and not f*ck men and underage children because that's just disgusting. Only time will tell. In the meantime, I'm going to do all that I can to stay safe, and out of harms way.