As much as I love my work – and the wide variety of hot guys I get to fuck for fun and profit – I’ve never been so bold as to imagine that being a Las Vegas call bear would lead to any kind of award.  Trust me:  I’ve done my best to spread world peace by shooting my load into mouths of all races and pounding asses from every corner of the globe.  But for better or worse, the Nobel Committee uses more high-minded criteria for their nominations.

So imagine my surprise when I updated my listing on Rentboy.com (www.Rentboy.com/rustymcmann) and discovered that the categories for the site’s 2010 International Escort Awards include “Best Mature Escort 40+”.   “Damn!” I thought, “I actually qualify for that!   I could realistically get a nomination!!” 

Editor's Note: You can learn more about Rusty at his site RustyMcMann.com.

As much as I’ve always loved getting hot and sweaty with big men and cute cubs, it wasn’t until I was in my early 40’s that I found the balls to make bear porn. And it was a few years after that before I started escorting. For some reason I had it in my mind that guys would be more interested in watching me fuck if they thought I was under 40. “On the internet I’m 38,” I used to tell my friends, “but in this dimension I’m 44.”

Things went to a completely new level the first time some guy called me “daddy” while I was pounding his ass. I was nowhere near old enough to have actually sired the guy, but the father/son image still creeped me out a little. I’d been both an altar boy and a boy scout, so I knew a thing or two about grown men and little boys and didn’t want to go there – not even with a consenting adult who was clearly getting off on it.

It soon became clear, though, that was no isolated incident. Maybe it was the growing number of white hairs in my beard or maybe there were a few new wrinkles around my eyes, but right around that same time my overall “look” seemed to reach some kind of critical mass and I suddenly became a Papa Bear. Overnight, every other guy who sucked my cock was calling me “daddy” or “sir.”