Okay be honest…males and females both
Who here would pay for and have sex with a prostitute?
Who here has already?
I have entertained the thought many times, but it never has, nor ever will, go beyond fantasy. My answer, therefore is, “no.”
I have. Many years ago. In my army days.
I think the answer is no, barring radical changes of personality. Prostitution sounds more or less like masturbation with a price tag and a risk of venereal disease. Yeah whatever not all hookers have venereal disease you can risk it if you want I won’t.
To me, sex is a wonderful thing you do with someone you really like, who really likes you, which I suppose is why I never have any. Prostitutes are pretty much irrelevant to sex in my world.
Did have a good laugh the other day. A friend of mine asked me why I was in such a crappy mood. I told him this woman I’d been trying to go out with for like six months finally revealed that she was seeing another guy. He said, “Okay, we’re gonna have to get you a hooker!” After a good laugh we just talked about Enter the Dragon for a while.
Boris B made me think of an interesting twist to my OP.
Would you pay for and have sex with a prostitute, if there were no such thing as STD’s?
We were cruising the “hot” street and stopped for a hooker signaling us.
She said she’d give him a job cheap in the back seat of our car. She made us wait outside the car, and he pulled down his pants. She told him to wait a minute, then disappeared. When my buddy got re-dressed, he found she had lifted his wallet.
Haven’t done it nor would I. There are lots of ways to find pleasure without paying for it.
The act always carries a price. The price just may not be measured with money.
Did it twice, about a year and a half ago. Partially out of curiosity and partially because I just gotten divorced and missed the companionship of a woman. One was at a hotel while I was flying to South America and the other was through an escort service and she came to my house. Both cost $300 apiece. Just straight sex in various positions. I brought condoms and so did they.
Probably the biggest upside of being with them (other than getting laid) was that it fulfilled some fantasies for me. I can’t count the times I have seen a beautiful woman and thought “boy I’d like to do her”, and to actually see a beautiful woman and then a couple minutes later to be having sex with her fulfilled some of my fantasies.
Both women asked for payment beforehand but the hooker I met in the hotel was a little annoying because in the midst of the act she kept asking me to tip her when we were done.
LMAO Hmmm, i think that might have the makings of a pretty good sig line? Don’t forget to tip me when you are done down there handsome. 
As for the OP, i’ve thought about it, but never anything more then that. Nope, never have, never will.
Thought about it, even fantasized about it, but never have. Probably wouldn’t, either…too chicken.
Well, back in my Hollywood days had sex with a few “models/actress/partime hookers”, but did not pay them. Had sex for $$ once, in a legal Nevada bordello. It was OK, but it was the experience. Had some strippers & private shows for b-days & stuff, but no real sex, thus no real hookers.
I did a few times when I was younger. I was in the “must have sex with as many people as I can” stage of my life. Since then I’ve realized that as great as sex is, its infinately better with someone you love and cherish, and therefore wouldn’t do it again.
I have thought about it. My girlfriends think this is deplorable, hell even my boyfriend doesn’t approve. But hey, I’m curious, surely if I am paying some guy for his services then I am going to be impressed.
I agree with Doug, it always carries a price anyway, whether or not you are talking about money.
If there were no STD’s and it was legal (and hence no way for a cop to entrap me), hell yes I would. Why not?
Oops, there is also the stipulation that the man or woman I hired for the night be there of his or her own free will, and has not been coerced, threatened, or otherwise forced into the work or the act.
I don’t know if it’s any different when we’re talking about male prostitutes for females, but I personally can’t even imagine paying a guy to have sex with me. First of all, what if her couldn’t…er…hoist the mainsail? How embarassing would that be? I mean, it’s not enough that I have to pay for sex, now I know I’m completely unattractive and even a prostitute doesn’t want me. That and, let’s admit it, the penis takes some getting used to. They’re not exactly the most beautiful creatures in the world, but once you know one, get comfortable with it and have a few good chats, it’s almost like you’re pals. But trying to be pals with some strange man’s hairy balls just makes me want to poke my eyes out with a rusty, dull spoon.
Just give me 6 monthes with no sex, though, and I might be singing off a different sheet of misic 
I have nothing to say in reply to this quote. I just thought it beared repeating.
As a fantasy, it’s attractive, but in the real world? Nah. I think it’s too dangerous, and I’m not comfortable with the idea of being with a woman I don’t even know, much less care about.
A long time ago, I had made plans to be in Amsterdam for New Year’s Eve 2000. I was going to go there with $10k in my lil pocket, and spend the whole weekend having illicit sex and drinking beer and smoking various drugs, all the while staying in the most glorius accomodations I could find.
Then I got married. 
I can’t imagine paying for what I could get for free.
Solely in the name of research, however. I’m writing a novel and one of the main characters is a prostitute (and another is her boyfriend, whom she meets as a client). I took a trip to Prague, Czech Republic in 1998 to celebrate my 25th birthday and to do research for the parts of the novel set in Prague – when the aforementioned two characters meet; she’s a streetwalker in Prague.
I scouted out various brothels in Prague for a few days before deciding to actually go on my birthday. I was originally just going to “buy my time” and ask questions and try to interview a girl, but I figured I had to get the “full experience” for the sake of my art.
I’m not particularly proud of it, but I don’t regret it at all. It was a very interesting experience, and even though I went in with the fictional persona of my male character (I even told the madam his name when she asked me for mine), I was very bewildered by the experience.
I was at the brothel in the afternoon, but that night, out partying with my roommate for my birthday, we passed by a streetwalker (prostitution’s completely legal in the Czech Republic, btw) who propositioned us. Immediately I got the “thing” I was looking for to use in my novel, and didn’t really need to have even gone to the brothel, as the inspiration I was needing for the female character was right there on the street, offering to blow me for money. I’ve since decided to use the brothel experience as an unsatisfying episode for the male character who seeks more personal creature comforts in the streetwalker.
Anyway, my point is that I did it, and the above is my reason why. I had never told anyone about this little episode until my last girlfriend and I had one of those “well, I’ve done this before…” chats and I told her this story. I was sort of surprised she wasn’t judgmental at all about it. I can’t wait for my mom to read the novel now and find out how the male character spends his birthday in Prague, though.
I’ve done it, twice. I was in the USMC in the Phillipines on the way to the Persian Gulf “War”. The first night we came ashore at a tank firing range across the bay from Clark AFB. About 10 or 15 of them just marched up and opened shop. It was 10 american dollars for a quickie in the bushes. A few nights later it was new years eve and we were in town. You’d go into the strip clubs and take your pick. Me and two buddies got our escorts for the evening, loaded into three taxis that were just motorcycles with sidecars and started whipping up and down all these narrow streets and alleyways until we got to one of the girls’ house. They fed us dinner and then we took a jitney to a little hotel on the bay…yadda, yadda, yadda…and then the next morning they made sure we got back to the base on time. That time we had to pay with Phillipine money, but I think it worked out to about $40. I can’t even imagine how much a night like that would cost here.