My body is like David's, my soul is the soul of a knight

I'm incredibly lucky because I have good genes, and that's why my body is like Michelangelo's David statue. I'm also incredibly empathetic and adaptable, I understand people's language: this is surely also thanks to my medical background, and the fact that for some time I worked (or rather sought my bread) as a paramedic. I respect and value the ladies — if the mud is deep, I lay down my cloak before them so they don't get their shoes dirty. Putting poetry aside, I really am attentive, kind, and polite.

A few years ago, I got fed up with toiling day and night, providing top-quality care for a starvation wage. I thought about how else I could put my knowledge of the human body to use — with less work, more pay, and even enjoying it. That's when I leveraged my physical and mental gifts and my education (which I continuously polish and expand) and became a Sugar Boy.

What can I say… I haven't regretted the sharp change… I've already made the free time of countless Sugar Mommies meaningful. I've been merely a companion, a conversational partner — when, what, and how the current boss wished. The generous fees prove that all Sugar Mommies have so far been maximally satisfied with my services.

I'll admit, I've always loved older ladies and women.

Why do older women appeal to me? Maybe because they're wise, experienced, they say what they want, take what's due, and don't play games. They're straight, honest, they don't whine. Yet they're refined, and like good wine: mature and rich. When this is paired with capital, that's the perfect relationship for me.

I used to often crash and burn with girls younger than me. Although that wasn't a Sugar Mommy / Sugar Boy contact, but a romantic, private kind. Over time I realized that the dewy, fresh virgin doesn't appeal to me either way.

I've already submitted myself to many ladies' wishes. They love traveling with me because you can talk to me about almost anything, or I'm silent as a grave and don't push myself forward — only if that's specifically my Mommy's wish. Not to mention, my mouth is locked. I have a good time, and I'm even handsomely paid for it.

I love competition, having to fight for favor against several Sugar Boys

I love adrenaline, adventure, momentum — it feels better when I take "the prize" from in front of several runners' noses.

The more charismatic the lady, the more I yearn for her to choose me as her companion. They are all vibration and excitement! You never know what their next step will be! I love it!

Of course, as a gentleman, I'm also happy to take under my wing those kitten-ladies who deep down crave being cared for and want to set aside the tough-woman role for a while.

My life is great! How long do I want to earn money this way? As long as there are Sugar Mommies who want to date a knight in a David's body.