The night fell like a huge piece of black silk, slowly spreading over the sky of Shanghai. The colorful lights came on, decorating the city like a dream. I walked out of the subway station and stepped into People's Square. At this moment, the square was already bustling with activity.
It was still in the lingering aftertaste of the "Meiyu" season. The continuous rainy days in the previous few days had made people feel stuffy for a long time. It was a rare sunny day today, so many people came out of their homes. I found an empty seat in the square and sat down. The scene in front of me was complex and diverse. A group of elderly men and women were dancing ballroom dances to the melodious music. Their steps were light, and their faces were filled with a sense of leisure. Not far away, pairs of lovers sat embracing each other, and their affectionate gestures were full of love. I couldn't help but sigh that although Shanghai was big, the places suitable for lovers to chat and express their love were limited.
After staying in the square for a while, I went to have something to eat and then set foot on Nanjing Road. The famous places in Shanghai were nothing more than Nanjing Road and the Bund. Nowadays, Nanjing Road has become a pedestrian street, crowded with people and lined with shopping malls. Looking at the people coming and going, I really couldn't understand women's obsession with shopping. If I had come out with Xia Yao or Lin Yue today, I was afraid I would have been exhausted. Fortunately, the experience of accompanying them and my sister shopping on weekdays had given my legs and feet some "endurance", and I didn't feel too tired at the moment.
From People's Square to Nanjing Road, and then walking along Nanjing Road to the Bund, this journey was probably about five kilometers. At the Bund, I found another place to sit down. The river breeze blew against my face. In front of me, apart from the bright lights, there were bustling crowds, and the towering TV tower on the opposite bank of the river was shining brightly. I originally wanted to cross the river to take a closer look, but my legs were sore, so I gave up the idea, thinking that there would always be a chance in the future.
There were really a lot of foreigners at the Bund, especially black people. I rarely saw them in my hometown, but within just half an hour, I saw 4 groups of them, a total of 7 people. Some of them were in the dimly lit areas. If it weren't for the illumination of the lights, they would almost blend in with the night.
Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and I decided to go back. To avoid the crowded crowds on Nanjing Road, I chose a road that I didn't know where it led to. I only knew that I should go west, and I could take a taxi when I got tired. However, it was the peak hour at this time, and it was difficult to find a taxi. I didn't bring a map with me when I went out, and I was also confused about the bus routes. Moreover, the buses were extremely crowded, so I decided to walk first. I thought to myself, for the famous Huaihai Road, how could I not find my way back?
This street was rather secluded. The big trees by the roadside had thick and lush branches and leaves, casting the streetlights in a dim and shadowy light, giving it a unique charm of finding peace amidst the hustle and bustle. On both sides of the street, shops such as bars, cafes, dance halls, hair salons, footbath and massage parlors were lined up in a row. There were vehicles parked in front of each shop, indicating thriving business. From time to time, men and women, either alone or in groups, walked into the shops, and pairs of men and women came out, got into cars and left. This scene indeed had a bit of the appearance of a red-light district.
In this increasingly open era, some things that used to only appear in film and television works, such as the underworld and red-light districts, have quietly emerged in the dark corners of the city. However, China is after all a socialist country, and the public's sexual concepts are relatively conservative. So, blatant brothels and casinos like those abroad will naturally not appear. As an international metropolis, Shanghai does have a few so-called red-light districts, but most of them are hidden and can only be known by those with a discerning eye. Moreover, some high-end places among them even adopt a membership system, making it even more difficult for outsiders to pry into. Just like the so-called "Hair Washing Street" in some places, everyone knows the complexity behind it. But it is by no means easy to tell at a glance which shop is engaged in sex transactions. One has to delve into it and test it out slowly. Of course, there are also some more obvious cases, like those who are still wearing vests and shorts even in cold weather, but people are also worried about whether they will encounter a honey trap.
The types of services in the red-light district are diverse. In addition to the common scenarios of men seeking women and women seeking men, there are also men seeking men and women seeking women, each having their own circles. These trades have existed since ancient times. However, in China, in the past, brothels where men sought women were widely known, while the latter three types had always been kept in the dark and have only gradually come to light in recent years. My heart skipped a beat, and I stopped to observe. Since I have nothing to do these two days, why not take a part-time job here and earn some extra money?
I'm definitely not here for pleasure-seeking. I'm surrounded by beautiful women, and I've had intimate relationships with several of them. There's no need for me to spend money on finding a woman here and take the risk of getting infected with a disease. Instead, being a gigolo for once, I can get close to beautiful women and earn money at the same time. It sounds like a great deal. When I was at home, first of all, my sister was very strict with me. Secondly, without someone to introduce me, I couldn't get into this line of work. Besides, the saying goes, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its own burrow." In case I ran into an acquaintance, it would be really embarrassing. Moreover, I just celebrated my 16th birthday. At this age, it seems a bit young to do this job. Although there are some older women who like "preying on the young," I'm still hoping to meet a young, beautiful and wealthy lady. This time, I came to Shanghai alone without anyone to keep an eye on me. It would be quite exciting to have a taste of it, just as a way to "experience life".
There are advertisements like "Sincerely recruiting male and female public relations, with a monthly salary of over 20,000 yuan" everywhere on the street. I won't easily believe such advertisements. Newspapers often report that some men with improper motives are deceived by such ads. They are not only cheated out of "registration fees" and "medical examination fees," but they may even be secretly photographed and videotaped during the so-called "internship" and then blackmailed. I will naturally not follow in their footsteps. However, I think the income in this line of work should be quite good. If I can satisfy the customers, the tips won't be small either.
The profession of a gigolo has an extremely low social status, even lower than that of women engaged in sex work. This term came from Hong Kong and Taiwan. In the Chinese mainland, they are generally called "ducks," and in writing, they are called "male prostitutes." If they are kept by wealthy ladies, they are called "paramours," which is also an ancient profession. I prefer the elegant terms of "gigolo" or "paramours". "Male prostitute" is too straightforward, and "duck" is an unpleasant term. Moreover, now there are male prostitutes who specifically cater to men in same-sex relationships. I don't want to be associated with them. "Gigolo" specifically refers to male prostitutes for women's entertainment, and "paramour" is an even more elegant term. Generally speaking, gigolos provide short-term services, while paramours usually have a long-term business relationship.
Influenced by the traditional concept of male superiority and female inferiority, it is considered natural for men to play around with women, while for a man to become an object of being played with by a woman is regarded as a great shame. The main clients of male prostitutes are mostly wealthy wives who are left alone at home. After their husbands become rich and find new lovers, and they themselves have lost their youth and beauty, they turn to gigolos to satisfy their sexual needs and, at the same time, take revenge on their husbands. There are also those whose husbands are away from home all year round and the couple lives separately, and they occasionally come out for pleasure. And some wives whose husbands have insufficient sexual ability and can't satisfy them have to solve the problem on their own. Another small portion includes single nobles who have no time or interest in falling in love, or women who have been hurt by men and want to regain their self-esteem from male prostitutes, such as prostitutes. It can be imagined that most of these women are of ordinary appearance. They are either old or out of shape. Truly young and beautiful young married women usually have no shortage of suitors and there is no need for them to come here to find a male prostitute, as it would be very embarrassing if others knew about it. If a beautiful woman comes to find a gigolo, she mostly has a vengeful mentality, and she can be even more ruthless when playing with men than men are when playing with women.
So, if one wants to engage in this line of work, one has to be fully mentally prepared. One needs to correct one's aesthetic view. Even when facing an ugly woman, one should not feel disgusted, and when smelling body odor, one should pretend not to notice. One has to enhance one's endurance and bear humiliation and hardships. And one also needs to have sufficient physical strength. Don't fantasize about meeting a beautiful woman. If a beautiful woman really shows up, it's better to stay away. Among the beautiful women who come to find male prostitutes, except for those few who are just looking for fun and excitement, most of them have psychological problems. If one can't stand the abusive games, it's better to run away immediately to save one's life.
After some observation, I tentatively selected a bar. The people going in and out of this bar were different from those in other bars. Most of the people who came in were single women, but when they came out, they were in pairs. Among them, the men were young and handsome, and among the women, there were quite a few middle-aged women. There were also a few who were fat and ugly. At first glance, something seemed off, and it was highly likely that this was a "haven for gigolos". After observing for a while longer, I found that there were also young and beautiful women coming here. Some of them even drove luxury cars. Presumably, they were single white-collar elites or mistresses who were being kept. With their husbands not around, they came out to "satisfy their desires". Now that the living standard has improved, as the saying goes, "When one's belly is full and one is warm, one starts to think of lustful desires." Men are like this, and women are no exception. However, due to social pressure, they can't be as ostentatious as men. I felt an itch in my heart. Anyway, I had nothing to do for the next two days. It would be quite interesting to play the role of a "gigolo" here for a while.
I think I do have some qualifications for this line of work. If we were to evaluate my "working ability" for a professional title, I could at least be rated as an intermediate level, though I do lack some work experience. Over the past half year, I've accompanied several women, but I didn't seek them out on my own. They were all introduced by Liu Ruyan. Since I got into a relationship with Liu Ruyan last year, she has regarded me as her exclusive. Without her consent, she wouldn't let me get in touch with other women. The other three clients also came through her connections. Strictly speaking, I'm not really a gigolo. At most, I can be considered a "paramour". Those women treated me like a little brother in daily life, and we got along harmoniously. But when it came to the bedroom, I had to do all the things that a "little brother" was supposed to do. These days, because of the exam, I haven't been close to women for quite a while. At this moment, I'm really feeling impatient and do need to release some pent-up energy. So today, I'll officially work as a gigolo. It can both relieve my boredom and earn me some money. Why not give it a try?
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