diary of male escort Tyler Banks

Because most sex workers didn’t choose this job from a place of empowerment.

They chose it from a place of survival.

Because after years of men taking from them…
Using them.
Abusing them.
Hurting them.
They said, “No more.”

“If men are going to take from me… they’re going to pay for it.”

For many women, becoming a sex worker wasn’t about sex.
It was about taking their power back.
It was about protecting themselves.
It was about never being used again.

But when you’ve spent years surviving men…
Living in a constant state of hyper-vigilance…
Learning how to read danger before it even walks in the door…
You forget what it’s like to feel safe with a man.
You forget what it’s like to let go.
You forget what it’s like to be held without needing to control the moment.

And sometimes…
A woman gets tired of surviving.

Sometimes…
She wants to feel.

Sometimes…
She wants to let go and just be a woman again,
not an escort,
not a survivor,
not a soldier.

And that’s why she books a conscious male escort.

I had a woman book me once.
She was a sex worker.
She wanted a Dom session—just one hour.
At that point, I didn’t know anything about her trauma.
I just knew I was there to hold space for her.

And in that hour…
I didn’t do anything “special.”
I didn’t use some fancy technique.
I just made her feel safe.
Safe in her body.
Safe with a man.

For the first time in her life—
She had an orgasm.

Not because I was skilled.
Not because I was talented.
But because for the first time…
She could let go.
She could relax.
She could trust.

And as she lay there in my arms after,
She cried.
I felt it.
So I hugged her tighter…
And stroked her hair.
Because sometimes, when you’ve spent years being the strong one…
You just need someone stronger.
Someone who can hold you when you fall apart.
Someone who can take complete control…
So you don’t have to think anymore.
So you can breathe again.
So you can be again.

That’s what a conscious male escort offers.
Not sex.
Not fantasy.
But safety.
Presence.
And a place to finally…
Rest.

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