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  1. 11 points
    Day 7.5: Free At Last 1. Goodbye My Lover, Goodbye My Friend It has been a whirlwind 6-night stay with Tomas. We were both looking forward to this week together because (a) it was our first time together outside of his home state of Santa Catarina, his old state of Sao Paulo, and his adoptive state of Rio de Janeiro. Heading all the way out to the Northeast together was like turning a page, a new chapter, a chance to know for sure if this relationship was worth moving forward together. We were both giving up a few things to be together: me, the freedom of being single and changing the reason why I go to Brazil, and him, this week, giving up precious time away from work and his son to see if this relationship was worth it. And we took advantage of the week together by matando duvidas, or killing doubt (direct translation) with each other. I had my doubts about him, about him being bisexual and not having had a serious relationship with a man before, about his Garoto de Programa past, about his intentions with me, about my insecurities with him – the biggest one is the amount of attention he usually gets whenever we go out in public together. I can never get used to people, men or women, staring at him. He is quite attractive, and when we are in a club or even the beach together, he attracts attention. He has doubts with me too: about my numerous “boyfriends” scattered around South America, about my life back in California, about my inability to commit, about my fondness for pretty boys. He gets insanely jealous of just the smallest of things: like when he notices I am online on Whatsapp too long he wonders who I am speaking to; he is also afraid to cold call me on a Saturday night, because he is afraid to find out that I am with another guy. His insecurities with me seem to dwarf my insecurities with him. And he has a reason. I like sleeping around. And he doubts that I will stick around to be with him for the long haul, especially if I am in a country, his country, full of beautiful men. But we talked it out, usually cuddling together in the AirBNB's comfy couch, throughout the week. And we are still together, and this week in Recife helped us tremendously in figuring out the reasons why we are together. It is hard enough to be in a relationship, any relationship, but being in a long distance one just ups the difficulty. And never mind the fact that we are from different cultures, nationalities, backgrounds, life experiences, and economic statuses. BUT, I am reminded of the quote by President Teddy Roosevelt, himself quite a hottie when he was younger: Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, and difficulty. In the entirety of our relationship, we have been apart more hours than we have been together, but it seems worth it somehow, worth more than the doubt, the insecurities, and the distance between us. Tomas once told me that he eventually wants to be rich. I asked him how he intends to earn a lot of money. By getting a good job? By winning the lottery? By marrying a rich American? He shook his head. “That’s just money. Money does not matter at the end of the day,” he says. His definition of rich was a person who, after wrestling with the world at work during the day, had a house and a person he loves, to come home to at the end of the day, to make going through all that nonsense worthwhile. For Tomas, having a roof over one’s head, a delicious meal, and a person who loves you and you love, is what makes one rich. “I hope to strike it rich someday,” he smiles, while saying this, and then kisses my forehead. Maybe I’ve hit the jackpot. Have I gone soft? Well, not quite yet. 2. The Heat is On So after this very intense and emotional week, do I even have anything left for sexy shenanigans? I dropped off Tomas at the airport at 4:30 PM, and I was alone again, for the second time, in Recife. This time though, everything seemed to have changed. Do I even want to check out the sauna now? I’ve already had sex twice today, as Tomas and I had to make our last day together count. My flight to Fortaleza was at 2:30 AM later tonight. Maybe I should just take a nap so I get to Fortaleza refreshed? I hemmed and hawed my way through the evening, not sure of what to do. I did my last AirBNB cleaning, and then fixed myself dinner. It seemed like I was not going to be able to get the motivation to check out the sauna. At 7:00 PM I decided to read BoyToy’s Recife entries. @pauleiro's trip report was pretty informative, and his summary of the Recife saunas got me motivated: Alright, maybe I should check out at least Termas Boa Vista. That seemed to be the sauna to go to, if I had only one shot at this. Looking at their Facebook yielded this announcement. On a Friday, they had a show that started at 10 PM, and they had a happy hour at 9 PM: I took a shower, and 10 minutes later I was in an Uber to Santo Amaro, where the sauna was. It was a bit of a trek from Boa Viagem to Santo Amaro (25 minutes), and involved going over 2 bridges, but in a flash, I was there. I was unsure if I was in the correct place, but I checked the address and indeed, I have arrived: There was a security guard at the door, and after he assessed that I was, truly, there with good intentions, he buzzed me in. The receptionist was pretty jaded with everything. He gave me a key, a towel, slippers, and waved me off. The locker rooms were the next stop, and I found my locker pretty quickly: I never want to be wearing just a towel in saunas. But I was unsure if this sauna allowed patrons to be in street clothes while at the premises, or if everyone was required to be in a towel. Both Rio saunas, and Lagoa in Sao Paulo, as well as the two main saunas in Salvador, and Mezzaninu in Porto Alegre, allowed for patrons to be in street clothes, but Sauna Olimpo in Belo Horizonte did not. I saw a lot of patrons milling around, and they were all in towels, so to be safe, I changed into a towel as well, and kept my undies on underneath. I left my wallet with money and my house keys in the locker. I took my cellphone with me. As I did all this, a really hot GP was there in the locker room area with me. He was just standing there, wearing boxer briefs, with a huge bulge serving as his best advertisement. He caught me looking, and he smiled, revealing perfect teeth. He had an interesting look: He was a mix for sure (aren’t they all), but ofwhat, I don’t know. He was super tan, but had a tall Italian nose and green eyes, and some freckles on his face. The total effect looked very northeastern. And his body was perfect for me: not too worked out, but abs and powerful thighs that showed athleticism made outside the gym. But I remember the number one advice here on BoyToy: don’t fall in love with the first guy you see in the sauna. As I passed him by, I put a hand on his arm to acknowledge that, yes, I found him hot. He quickly guided that hand to his crotch. I got a nice handful of his money maker. I smiled at him, and made my way into the main sauna, leaving him on his perch. My initial impression of the sauna was great. It looked new, clean, and spacious. Maybe too spacious, as it made the place seem deserted. It reminded me of Mezzaninu in PA. Big and deserted. Lots of shower and toilet facilities. A long corrider that led to an internet café and some lounge facilities. I noticed the crowd. Again, it had the Mazzaninu vibe. Who were the clients and who were the boys? It was hard to tell who was who at first. And no obvious stunners so far. The upper floor had more seating. I saw a bar area. I bought a beer and sat down in one of the tables, and noticed the crowd in front of me. Looks like most of the patrons knew each other, and they seem to be a lively crowd. The place to be on a Friday night. After my eyes adjusted I was able to discern the boys from the clients. Again, the boys weren’t obvious stunners. Earlier, I asked Tomas about the saunas here, since he used to work in one of them, a long time ago. He said that I would be disappointed. It was not like the Rio saunas. The boys won’t be the same quality. And being here now, it was true, they weren’t for sure. Maybe a tier below Salvador, and just where Porto Alegre was. Some were handsome but the body wasn’t there. Some had abs but the face wasn’t there for me. I tried my best to settle on one, since I have been in Brazil for 7 days already this trip, and have not yet been able to pay for sex (and this is so unlike me). I bought another beer. A fellow client started talking to me. Still no boy for me. I was going to get another beer when the boy from earlier appeared. He stood across from me, leaning against the far wall, fluffing himself. He was still available. I was surprised he has not been snapped up yet. I wasted no time. I guess there is a thing called lust at first sight. I wave at him to come. He shakes my hand and sits with me. His sauna name was Paulo. From Recife. Played football for a league in the city. After a few more pleasantries I look at the time. It was 8:30 PM. 6 hours before my flight. Still plenty of time but it is probably wise to not waste any more time. How much? 100 reals. “Let’s get a suite,” I tell him. Always a suite. We both head down to reception, and the jaded receptionist screams at both of us “just one hour!” Fine fine. I’ll be done in 30 minutes. Paulo takes my hand and guides me to the suite which was on the upper floor. I see a sea of clients gauge me and my boy as we pass by. That’s right bitches, I’m doing a programa. We get to the suite and it was clean and pleasant: There was no bathroom per se, just a double shower head stall with glass doors, and no toilet and sink, in the room. “I need to pee and there is no toilet,” I tell Paulo. “You can just pee in the shower,” he says, laughingly. After I drain tonight’s beer and wash it down by turning on the shower, I join Paulo on the thankfully soft bed. He was already naked, and hard, and ready. We make out and caress each other’s bodies. He reached for my dick, which was by then hard, but I told him not yet. I wanted to take it slow. We talked for a bit, with kissing intermissions. He was a nice guy. His northeastern accent was pretty clear and not too hard to understand. After a while the main event was too hard to ignore. He was pretty successful in turning me on. I could just lay there with him all night, talking, with hard ons, and be happy with the programa. The suite had large mirrors on the wall, so I could see the full length of his body. He had a tan line where his tiny speedo would be. So hot. His legs were tree trunks, a sure sign of a footballer’s build. The rest of him was just perfect. And of course, his cock. So stereotypically Brazilian: fat and long. And his ass, plump and tasted great. There was no denying what would come next. He took his time with that too. We both came. I looked at the time. Holy shit it was 9:35. We exceeded that bitchy queen’s hour by 5 minutes. After kissing one last time, we shower and get presentable. As we headed back down, he goes to reception to return the room key, and I go to the locker to fish out 150 reals. The extra 50 reals was well-deserved. He hugs me for thanks. He asked me what I was doing next. I told him I was just gonna hang out to see if there were more boys I could do a programa with. He invited me back upstairs to hangout. He said it was happy hour from 9PM to 10PM, so there were free beers. There was also the show with drag queens. He gets me my free beer and we watch the show for a bit. Not my thing. No strippers even. Boo. We leave the stage area to sit down. Another round of free beers. “Where are you staying?” he asks. “At an apartment in Boa Viagem.” “I live in Boa Viagem too. Sometimes we play football at the beach.” I have seen nighttime football at the beach on my nighttime walks with Tomas. “What are you doing tomorrow?” Paulo asks. I lied: “Nothing planned so far.” I didn’t tell him that my flight to Fortaleza was 4 and a half hours away. “You should go by the house tomorrow. My mom is cooking lunch because my brother is visiting. We can have lunch there, as friends of course. And then we can hang out after and go to your place if you want.” That sounded really good. But alas I couldn’t come of course, but I told him “maybe!”. I asked for his Whatsapp just in case (lol). I asked about his plans tomorrow. He said he just had a football match later that day at 6 PM, and after that he was just going to the sauna. But he said we can hang out before the match. I asked how much he was going to charge me. He said we were just hanging out and he didn’t need to charge. He only charges in the sauna. Besides, he said, “friends are more important than money.” OK, it may be just a line he uses with every client, because of course money is very important, but it doesn’t matter I guess, because I was not staying long enough to find out if it was just a line or not. He asked for my Facebook too. I gave it to him and pretty soon I got a friend request. I never accepted it. I stayed for another hour, with Paulo by my side. I tried to find a second boy for a programa, but no one was clicking with me. More twinks than bulls. Paulo was a good combination of both. He was also very attentive. Telling me about the sauna, about the boys, about his life. It was almost 10:30 PM. We sat by the TV, on the couch. We started making out. Pretty soon he was hard again. I, of course, was as well. He led me to a corridor that was at by the other end of the long couch. It was where the free cabinas were. We went into one. We continued making out. “Wait, am I paying you again?” I ask. “I don't care. Let’s just do this.” He says, whipping out his cock. I push him on the bed. I put his legs on my shoulder. I put it in. He jacks off his huge dick. After some thrusts, he pulls out my dick, sits up, pulls my head towards his groin and shoves his cock in my mouth and cums. He was really wanting to cum again. “No clean up this way,” he says as he drains himself in my mouth. I was not complaining. That was unexpected. But good. He cleans up and meets up with me at the lockers as I put on my clothes. It was time to go. I give him 60 reals for the extra session. He kisses me and bids me farewell. He was going to meet up with friends who were nearby. “See you tomorrow, OK?” he says. I give him a thumbs up. I was not going to be able to see him. A pity. I head back to the bitchy receptionist to settle my bill. Apparently the cashiers were on the other side of reception, so I go back in and head out the other way. I am so bad with remembering things, but thank goodness for credit card statements: The entrance fee, the suite for one hour, and two beers all cost $22.52. Not bad for what was 3 hour stay. Plus the additional two cans of happy hour beer. Not a bad sauna going experience for sure. Recife is not done with me yet, next…
  2. 9 points
    Days 2-7: The Honeymoon in Recife Part 1 – The Outdoors 1. The Beaches The first ever beach I’ve ever been to in Brazil has been the Rio de Janeiro – Zona Sul beaches of Ipanema and Copacabana. For me, they have been the standard of Brazil beaches that I've measured all the other Brazil beaches, because, duh, it is Rio de Janeiro, the tourist paradise, but also because the beaches in RJ is usually a perfect mix of things I find appealing in a beach-going experience: fine sand, clean water, presence of services (chairs, food, others) and hot boy watching. And yes, like everywhere else, it has a lot of not so good things going for it as well: too many people hawking things (from sunglasses to drugs), it can get quite expensive (the food, the chairs, the drinks), and at certain times, it gets crowded. But it is still the standard that I look for in the other Brazilian beaches I go. I’ve seen some so far: from the good (there are a lot: RJ - Arrail do Cabo and perihery, SC – Balneario Camboriu and Floripa, Bahia: Salvador – Barra and Ondina, Natal – Ponta Negra, SP - Guaruja), the bad (Sao Paulo – Santos and Sao Vicente) and the ugly (none yet, thank goodness). The Recife beach in the Boa Viagem nexus of beaches can be thought of as one of the good ones. And surprisingly, in many respects, it is superior to the RJ beaches: the sand is prettier, water cleaner and warmer, services are plentiful and cheaper, and hot boys aplenty as well. The last part is important of course. The morning after Tomas arrived, we wasted no time checking out the beaches. OK maybe we did waste some a little bit: we had to take care of morning wood. After that essential morning ritual, Tomas brewed us coffee and made cheese sandwiches for café da manha, and showering together (to save water, of course lol), we applied sunblock, wore our swimsuits under our bermudas and regatas, and we were on our way to the beach. AirBNB Point of improvement: the apartment is great, but it was not exactly by the beach. It was a nice 15 -20 minute walk to the beach, so it wasn’t too bad and perfect for a morning stroll to the beach, but this was the Northeast, and the winter sun would bake everyone eventually in the afternoon. And after a busy and somewhat tiring day in the beach, at times, a walk back to the apartment in the blaring sun wasn’t exactly a welcome proposition. Once there though, the sidewalk was filled with activity. Even some rainbow flags in some of the kiosks: The beach ambiance: perfect. Boa Viagem was superior to Rio Zona Sul because the beach chairs and sun umbrella were free. We chose a barraca (kiosk) which turned out to be super friendly and very accommodating to our needs. It was also situated near a public restroom, in case you didn't want to go peepee in the ocean, and unlike Rio, the bathrooms are free (another plus). One marked difference with Recife beaches compared to RJ, a bag for trash was automatically always provided with every umbrella. It is probably why the beaches are so clean: The food: the revelation for the week was the street food readily available in Recife. We didn’t bother with going to restaurants and just munched on street food and home cooking. The favorite for me were the Caldinhos: a type of small portion soup with all kinds of goodies in the thick broth. Tomas thought it would be something I’d like, because there were a lot of things in it (may have either: fried pork skin, seafood, quail eggs, chicken, corn, etc, you name it), they were bite sized portions that can be consumed quickly without needing table to eat it, and the flavors were strong. He also thought that I can handle the soup’s contents because of my strong stomach by virtue of me being a frequent traveler, and the things in these soups may or may not be clean enough to be handled by more sensitive constitutions. They were always 5 reals, and sometimes the vendors can themselves be flavorful bitefuls as well: Caldinho de Feijao – black beans broth and pork With shrimp: With chicken's head meat: The men: boy watching at the beach did not dissapoint. There were a couple of boys and vendors who looked good, and some beach-goers were eye-candy, but the main attraction were the surfers. On windier, more turbulent wave days, you’d see kids, teens, and adults try their skills on the waves. A bunch of teenagers were trying to surf in front of us: IMG_2394.TRIM.mp4 The teenagers were interesting. They usually surfed earlier in the day. And then they would disappear and an hour later they would appear, all nice looking and smelling nice wearing perfume, selling brigadeiros. Tomas bought me some brigadeiros from the wolf pack, and he commented that they smelled nice. I wonder what their deal was. If I was alone/single I’d be bold enough to ask if they were available. Which I was guessing they were. There was also this hottie who was trying to catch waves close to us: IMG_2407.TRIM.mp4 I was so beguiled by this surfer, that it came to a point that Tomas made snide remarks about my infatuation. Maybe I was staring too much. Don’t blame me, after all, he was hot. But it did affect us later, when arriving home after that beach day we decided to get frisky. After he came, I tried to cum but couldn’t, so while Tomas was jacking me off, I closed my eyes and fantasized about the surfer. Tomas snapped his fingers in front of my face and said that I should be focusing on him and not the “surfista” in my head. I laughed out loud, he did have a point, and he knew me so well. I sat up and made out with him as I jacked myself off. 30 seconds later I came all over his stomach. Love the one you’re with. But after that, the whole week, he would continue to tease me about the hot surfista. I showed my hand on that one. 2. The Pracinha Tomas used to live in Recife, for a year in his early 20s. Rio was getting on his nerves at that point, and lamented the presence of lots of competition in the Rio saunas, so he wanted out. He had a friend in Recife who extolled the virtues of beach living in Boa Viagem, as a more tranquil alternative to the more stressful RJ beach life, so with just the clothes on his back he took the multi-day bus ride(s) from Rio to Recife. He worked as a Garoto de Programa there and spent most of the days in the beach in Boa Viagem. He lived close to the Praca de Boa Viagem, a sort of town square in the southern end of Boa Viagem. So this was sort of a homecoming for him, and all the good memories of his wild 20s were coming back. He remembered being so happy here, with everything and everyone being so chill and fun. One of the places he went to almost every night was that park, a place to have a cheap dinner of just street food and sometimes listen to live music that would be there in the weekends. He said winter, though more tolerable than summers in terms of being outside, was less busy because there were less tourists in general. And it showed with our walk from the apartment to the park: Once we got there though, it was a lively scene. We decided to have dinner there on our second night, and other nights when he didn’t want to cook at the house. Some of the local street food that I tried: Tapioca with some beef and cheese filling (yummy yummy yummy – 8 reals): Some sugarcane juice to wash it down (very Nordeste – 5 reals): Acaraje, which is this weird heady mix of black eyed peas, ground shrimp and onions, and a variety of toppings that were super flavorful (very Nordeste – 10 reals): And a kiosk that had the weirdest collection of cakes: We tried several varieties of chocolate cakes and mousses. All 8 reals. As you can see, a good giant meal is less than 25 reals total. We never had to step into a restaurant, and why would we if the food was this good. The other side of the park had kiosks full of handicrafts and souvenirs. We bought each other matching t-shirts that said Recife in it. He insisted on matching ones so if we wear them separately we would be reminded of this amazing holiday. Thinking ahead already. We also bought trinkets, and he bought some religious idols for his grandmother and mother. Overall this was a shoppers paradise: So the week consisted of going to the beach during the day, and hanging out the park at night, with some evening strolls by the beach as well. He was showing me his Recife, and he showed me his favorite things to do in this fabulous city. I had to throw away the guidebook on this one, and just relied on his version of Recife as my intro to the city. Sure, I missed a lot of sites: the old city Recife Antigo, Olinda, Porto de Galinhas and other breathtaking sites, but it hardly mattered in the week with the boyfriend. And of course, I had to save time for the indoor activities, next… IMG_2394.TRIM.mp4 IMG_2407.TRIM.mp4
  3. 8 points
    I do not believe you Tomcal. I have traveled with you and seen at least 5 and you were just starting you day. Come on, tell us the real number! LOL For me, it use to be about 3-5 when traveling. My greatest number was 40 for my 40th birthday. Not all fucking but about 1/2 fucking and the rest oral. Now I am older and the max is 1 per day. So, I have slowed down quiet a bit. (I didn't count sex parties in this number as I could not even remember most of them.
  4. 8 points
    Days 2-7: The Honeymoon in Recife Part 2 – Odds and Ends, and the Pursuit of Maconha Some other Recife-related stuff that happened during the week: 1. Exercise Against My Will Tomas is a fitness junkie. He plays soccer, and is big on jiu-jitsu, and goes to the gym almost everyday. Ever since I’ve known him, whenever I am with him, he has inspired (forced?) me exercise with him, twice or three times in a week. Because of this I usually get an AirBNB with a gym in it. Tomas would act as my personal trainer, which he does at time in his gym in Santa Catarina on occasion. Which means, even on my vacations with him, he likes stopping by the gym, even only for 30 minutes, or go out for a jog or a brisk walk. And he usually brings me along, kicking and screaming, to his sessions. This vacation was no different. Days 3, 5 and 6 were exercise days. It would start with a light jog from the apartment to the beach. Once we were warmed up, we would use the “monkey bars” and other exercise equipment that were scattered in the sidewalks of Boa Viagem along the beach. We would take turns handling the bars and push ups and others things. But of course, in worse shape than Tomas, I would run out of steam before he did. It was a fun activity to do together, and I have to admit it has helped with bedroom activities as well (his body is swole from it, I have more energy, both our bodies are lose and warm after), but at the back of my head, I’d rather be using this 45 or so minutes to be lounging in the beach, drinking caipirinhas, and relaxing. It’s like eating vegetables: I know I should be having more of it, but it is not fun doing it. Once I teasingly asked him why he wanted this magnificent body even if he was retired as a GP. He was serious with his reply: he was doing it for two reasons - he was (1) doing it for himself because he liked seeing a fit body in front of the mirror, and (2) he was doing it for me. It was his impression that it was very important for me for him to have a great body, and once he let himself go, I would dump him. I admitted to him that of course I was initially attracted to him because he was this stone cold fox, but what is keeping me with him goes beyond the physical. I dare not ask what drew him to me, lest I already knew (money? a green card? most probably. I am not sure). 2. Getting Marked That last tattoo I got was over 10 years ago. I got it with an ex-boyfriend on a whim. That relationship lasted 3 months after that. The tattoo, obviously, is still with me. I have no regrets getting the tattoo though, and have been longing to get another one since then. The last Rio trip with Tomas we decided to get tattoos in Recife, since he thought getting it in Rio would be needlessly expensive. Before leaving, I downloaded some “templates” of the tattoo on my phone so I can show it to the tattoo place. On Day 5 it was overcast outside, and not prime beachgoing weather, so we decided that today was the day to get the tattoo. From what Tomas remembered, there were some tattoo places close to Praca de Boa Viagem, so we Uber it there. We get there and start walking and looking for the tattoo shops. We get to the area where there were a lot of restaurants and a big gas station. At the corner we saw a sign for the tattoo shop “Art Sapiens Tattoo”. We find the store front and got led to the second floor: The place looked pretty professional. The tattoo artist greeted us and after introductions we got down to tattoo designs. I sent him my templates and explained to him where I wanted it. He put the template in his computer, and with some trial and error, he was able to print out a life-size drawing of the tattoo and draped it across the body part I wanted it on. He did the same for Tomas. He charged by the square centimeter, and my tattoo worked up to be 300 reals, and Tomas’ was 900 reals. Tomas told me before this that he was going to pay for his tattoo. He balked at the price. He thought 900 reals was a little too expensive for what he was willing to pay. I offered to pay for it, but after thinking about it, he said no. He said the tattoo was for him and he didn’t want me to pay for it, and it looked like we would be at the tattoo shop for a while because his tattoo design was too big and was going to be laborious and time-consuming, and was going to cut into our time together. I still wanted to get mine though. And we were in luck because the tattoo artist had a free lunch hour to work on mine. The whole process was pretty quick and relatively painless. My initial trepidations of a painful tattoo experience were unfounded. The artist was done in an hour, and the results were stunning. Tomas was patient throughout the process. He waited with me in the tattoo room and kept me company. After the procedure, the artist gave me tips on how to take care of the tattoo in the next few weeks. One drawback, I could not expose the tattoo wound to the sun for the next few weeks, so I had to beach with the tattoo covered for the rest of the week. Tomas was attentive with taking care of the tattoo, too. During sex after the tattoo he was careful to not disturb the tattoo area, and reminded me to put moisturizer and to wash it regularly. Thank goodness it did not affect our performance in bed. 3. Art is for Lovers As a couple in a new relationship, apart from beach going, bar hopping and evenings at home cooking food (him) and eating food (me) and watching TV just like an old married couple, we have not done a lot of other stuff as a couple. We were in luck: an art festival was happening this week in Recife: The Fenearte 2019, an art and handicrafts festival that was here for 2 weeks at the convention center in Olinda. I thought this was just another outdoor market selling trinkets and crafts, but upon arriving at the convention center (which was 30 minutes from Boa Viagem, and closer to one of the saunas here), I was impressed. It was pretty sophisticated and organized. An entrance fee of 25 reals was trivial. We were treated with an exhibition of local arts and crafts that not only was from the Northeast, but also from all around Brazil: I didn’t know if Tomas was the art-viewing kind, but he had a lot of fun looking at all the artifacts. He took a lot of photos for his Whatsapp and Instagram statuses. He even video called his son to show him a few toys he thought his son would like. We bought a few trinkets and souvenirs, and a flute for his son. It was a perfect way to spend Day 6 night, our last night together in Recife. 4. The Quest for Maconha If Tomas ever had a flaw (and I don’t think it is really a flaw), is that he was obssesed with maconha, or marijuana. He admitted he was the biggest maconhero he knew ever. In his GP days, he was addicted to all kinds of drugs. He got rid of all that, but maconha remained. He said it helped him relax, and helped him sleep. When I first hung out with him in Rio, and then in Santa Catarina, he knew where to get the illegal drug, since the surroundings were familiar to him. But we were in Recife, and we were both tourists, so he did not know where to get the stuff. He was able to smuggle a block of maconha in his underwear (under his balls) on the plane to Recife. But after two days he ran out, and needed a refill. So we had to figure out how to get it. He assured me that I didn’t have to pay for his maconha, since it was his vice. He didn’t want me to spend too much money on anything else trivial. I was already paying for his plane tickets, the apartment, food, and entertainment, he said. He can’t have me spend more money on his follies, which I appreciated, but I assured him that I could help if needed. We found out though, that it was not easy to get maconha as a tourist in Brazil, if you didn’t know anyone in the city. Usage here is prevalent, but it was still illegal in Brazil. So we had to resort to these unnecessary and time-consuming manuevers: a. The easy way – pay a young guy some money to get it for you. Pro: let someone do the dirty work. Con: It can get expensive. Tomas said that it is usually the young guys who knew where to buy the stuff. We asked one of the younger employees (who was good looking) of the kiosk we frequented at the beach, if he could help us in getting the maconha. Two hours later, we got the merchandise delivered to us in a Coca Cola can, where the young guy hid the stuff, as he put the Coke can in our beer cooler in an effort to be subtle. But it cost Tomas 100 reals. 50 reals for the stuff, and 50 reals fee for the young guy. It was super expensive, he said, for a 2 day supply. He never asked that young guy again to help him out with procuring maconha. b. The hard way – go directly to the source (favela) and buy it. Pro: it is cheaper to go to the source. Con: it can get dangerous in a favela. He asked around at the beach from beach-goers who were smoking the stuff, where to go get marijuana for himself. They advised him to go to a favela close to Shopping Recife, the shopping mall close to our apartment. We Ubered it to the mall and went towards the parking lot in the back that lead to the favela. I remembered the warnings I have been given about favelas, to never go into one. But I did, with my security guard Tomas, even if I was nervous. After 20 minutes of looking around and going through alleyways and lots of asking around, eventually we figured out where to get it, and it only cost him 30 reals for the same amount of stuff shown above. This seemed to be a lot of work to get maconha. But you have to realize that the stuff acted like Viagra to Tomas. He was always horny (and got so hard) after he smoked the stuff. So it was a part of our life together. Next up, wrapping up the honeymoon, and finally, a trip to the sauna…
  5. 7 points
    1tennisace

    CURE FOR THE GAY MAN'S LONELY BLUES

    A CURE for the gay man’s, “LONELY BLUES” Ever get gravely bored, sit back and think to yourself, “damn is this what life is about?” if so, then it’s probably your fault and things will never change until you change. What I mean is, most of us don’t put ourselves out there or in situations to meet new people and have new, exciting experiences. I’m know I’m extremely blessed to have a wonderful husband I can travel, dine, eat with and do countless of other things, but before I met my husband I was very active in a lot of gay clubs and activities. When I say gay clubs I don’t mean the clubs you go to at night to hear loud, obnoxious house music all night long. Those kinds of clubs bored the shit out of me. believe it or not, when I would go to those clubs, even though I was surrounded by lots of people, I felt very alone. The type of clubs im speaking of are gay sports clubs. In Miami we have a ton of these clubs. These clubs reach far beyond Miami though and you probably have them in your city or state and just never heard of them. Ive been a long time member of the Miami gay tennis and softball clubs. They also have gay bowling, volleyball, kickball, flag football and gay swim leagues. Before I met my husband these clubs helped fill a void that I desperately needed to be filled. Ive made lasting friendships and close bonds with many of the guys in these leagues. Before you stop reading because you feel as though youre not athletically inclined to participate in these sports, give me a second and I will tell you why you don’t have to be athletically inclined to participate in any of these leagues. First of all, each league has different divisions. Lets say for instance, you are not the strongest or fastest in the aforementioned sports. It doesn’t matter because they can put you in a division that you would perfectly fit in and is more your pace. The A division is usually for the gay guys who could probably play the sport professionally. The D division is for novices and are played at a much slower pace. If youre body wont allow you to participate because of a bum knee, back or any other ailment, then you can volunteer for one of these leagues. They are always looking for board members and people to volunteer at LOCAL, NATIONAL AND INTERNATIONAL TOURNAMENTS. I always play the sports so ive never volunteered, but if you ask me the volunteers have the most fun because they get to meet everyone at these local, national and international tournaments. These tournaments are lots of fun because during the tournaments the governing board have sanctioned events at gay night clubs, a members home or at a park. There is food, drinks and a shit load of comradery. These teams are usually sponsored by many of the local gay bars and they have fundraisers at these bars to raise money for team uniforms and travels. The fundraisers are a blast also. These events have afforded me the opportunity to meet a lot of nice people and forge friendships that I never would have had I not joined these leagues. A lot of times were lonely because we chose to build walls instead of bridges. In my humble opinion, the gay softball league is probably one of the better leagues to join. They have the most amazing tournaments. If you don’t believe me just google gay softball league in Miami, California or atlanta then you will see just how widespread these leagues are. Also google HURRICANE SHOWDOWN. This is an AMAZING TOURNAMENT played up in ft lauderdale each year during thanksgiving weekend. If you don’t put yourself out there to meet new people and start new friendships then you only have yourself to blame. These leagues were organized by gays in order for us to meet people just like us. I decided to write this piece because my husbands shift has changed at work and now he leaves at 3 p.m. and works until about 11 p.m. this leaves me home alone for 8 hours until he returns. when Im home alone I do get the lonely blues, but I have solace in knowing my hubby will be home by 11:30. What about the gay guy who doesn’t have a husband coming home to them at night? These clubs cant guarantee you will find the man of your dreams, (although I know many guys who have actually met their husbands in one of these leagues), but trust me on this one guys, THESE CLUBS WILL HELP CURE THE GAY MANS LONELY BLUES. Especially, if you go into the league with an open mind and a calm, humble spirit. LIFE IS LIKE A PLATE OF FOOD. IN ORDER TO SPICE IT UP, YOU HAVE TO ADD THE INGREDIENTS TO SPICE IT UP!!!!!! P.S. I also bought a Playstation 4 to help kill time when the hubby is away!! Lots of fun! Be well, fellas!!!!!
  6. 7 points
    TotallyOz

    Exotic Dancer

    A fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their parents do for a living. All the typical answers came up - mechanic, business, sales, doctor, engineer... and so forth. However, little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the teacher prodded him about his parents, he replied, "My father's an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes to music in front of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and stay with him all night for money." The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some exercises and took little Justin aside."Is that really true about your father?" "No," the boy said, "He works for the Republican National Committee and is trying to get Trump re-elected, but it's too embarrassing to say that in front of the other kids.”
  7. 6 points
    numazu1

    So cute boys in Prague !

    Did a search on Carlos Effort, found this. Yummy indeed: carlos.mp4
  8. 6 points
    Lucky

    How about a nice walk in Rio

    Your chances of getting mugged in Rio are much less than your chances of getting attacked in this forum.
  9. 6 points
    1tennisace

    NON-SEXUAL FUN in Rio

    I know some of you noticed who's writing this post and are probably thinking, "what does this sex crazed tramp know about any non-sexual activities happening in Rio when all he does is get pounded out 24/7 on every trip he takes?" Well, the answer to your question is, "I only get pounded out 22/7 (smile) when I take these trips. The other 2 hours I use to explore these beautiful travel destinations." Let's start with my favorite place to eat breakfast in ipanema. The place is GRINGO CAFE. The owner is an ex-pat from California. His name is Sam. He is the nicest guy and very helpful to Americans who may need assistance while in Rio. I met him new years eve and he spoke about falling in love with Rio and deciding to make the permanent move there and open up his restaurant. The food, especially the breakfast, is great. His desserts are addicting. When I say desserts, I mean cheesecake, red velvet cake and other goodies he has at his restaurant. Before my hubby and I took our 12 day trip over to Rio we reached out to Sam because we wanted to find a gym to workout at while we were in Rio. I hit Sam up on FB and he responded within a day and asked that I contact him on whatsapp. Sam is such a helpful guy. Within 2 days He told us to go to smartfit and buy a $6 day pass to gain access to the gym. There is a kiosk at the front door of the gym and all we needed to do was use our credit card and we could workout. Smartfit is all over Rio and they all have the same kiosk and for $6 a day you can workout, cruise all the sexy beautiful men and peek at the guys who are busy on their cell phones tending to their grindr messages. SCRUFF is also a VERY POPULAR app in rio. I actually saw a billboard advertisement for scruff in ipanema. Rio also Has the orange itau bicycles all over the place. Omg..I love renting these bikes and exploring ipanema and copacabana. What I found out about the bikes on my last trip is, if you rent a bike from station 1, you DONT HAVE TO return it to station 1. You can return return the bike to station 5, 6, 7, 10, 100. To rent the bikes, go to the bike stand where the bikes are stationed, touch the screen at the stand, press the English option and follow the simple instructions. At that time, you can rent up to 4 bikes (depending on how many people are riding with you) for a small fee. It's very inexpensice. They will flash a code on the screen. I snapped a picture of the code just in case we forgot. My husband and I Input our code and took our bikes. We walked out of our apartment one afternoon, took an uber to the SHOPPING RIO SUL MALL. instead of going Into the mall, we found a bike stand and rented 2 bikes for the hour. If you go over the houR they will charge you extra but we didnt care. The bike ride was VERY NICE and we had a shit load of fun. We rode the bikes in front of sugarloaf mountain. The views were breathtaking. We stopped along the way and took pictures. I'm so happy we decided to do the bike ride because we saw so many interesting parts of Rio that we probably would have never seen because we are always in uber speeding past these various sites. Along the bike route were beautiful greenery, picturesque views of the mountains and beautiful water. I know I said this post was going to be non sexual, but the half naked men along the bike route made this ride even more interesting. The men there are just so beautiful. And they love showing off their sexy bodies and I love looking at their bodies and dick prints. Half of them dont wear underwear and are so carefree about not wearing any. About 15 minutes into our bike ride, we saw a man climbing a tall tree for coconuts, found a soccer field where some of the most gorgeous guys were playing their favorite sport. We also found a skate board park with ramps and beautiful brazalian men with no shirts having a ball doing tricks on their boards. This saturday bike ride made me fall deeper in love with Rio. We rode through tunnels and on pedestrian bridges to get back and forth to either side of the street. We were out for a good hour and fifteen minutes enjoying the cool weather and taking in all the beautiful scenery. After our bike ride we went to SHOPPING RIO SUL mall. It's a huge mall with lots and lots and lots of stores and a HUGE FOOD COURT. We decided to eat at the food court and walk this massive mall. The next day, Sunday, we took an uber to cinelandia. I told my hubby that I wanted to take the street tram to see more of Rio. In order to ride the tram you need to use your debit card to buy a tram card. The tram is very clean and modern. We sat on the tram and rode through downtown Rio taking in all the sites. We jumped off one train line and got on another to see as much as we could. The tram is the most inexpensive, relaxing way to see downtown Rio for about $10US pp. The tram takes you through business loops, residential neighborhoods and other areas of interest. There are about 3 or 4 train lines so make sure you get there around 11 in the morning if you want to get a full day of exploring In. The tram ride is amazing. You can get on and off if you like. Just dont lose your card or you will have to buy another. If you need to exchange money in copacabana go to BLAME IT ON RIO travel. The owner is Bobby. Hes an ex-pat from Florida. Bobby is so sweet. He opened a thriving business in Rio that does money exchange, countless tours and he even has a laundry mat to wash clothes. He actually gives the best exchange rates in copacabana. Bobby also likes Snyders pretzels so If you go, take him a bag and tell him, "Coach sent you." If anyone knows of anymore placew of interest to add, please share for the newbies and also some of us who may have gone to Rio, but not ventured off the beaten path.
  10. 6 points
    tomcal

    arrived in Merida last night

    nmy dog and i arrived in Merida last night! i hadn’t been back to my house here since the end of March! Florida rob picked me up and we decided just having a low key night last night, have drinks at the house, talk...but the changed when a Guy from Cancun showed up who Rob had previously met on Grinder! Cute , 24, Lean body...oh and a 22cm Dick! a short time later Robs boyfriend showed up, and after much talking and laughing and naked dips in the pool, they had a compare/measure dick contest while we are sitting around the pool drinking! Finally about 3:00 am the party broke up and the cancun guy(i stil don’t know his name) stayed overnight! i had to have my fun last night because my Brasilian Boyfriend shows up today for the next 2 weeks!
  11. 6 points
  12. 6 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Sunday. Eye candy at Ipanema. Disappointing. Not so many hunks when I went (around 1 pm). Maybe better in the afternoon. Tide is high so beach is significantly reduced. Former Pointe massagist comes to appartment. Excellent massage with great fucking session. No need of going to club after such a session ! Bossa Nova instead in the mythic Boca das Garrafas (rue Duvivier). Little Bar and Bottles bar are two places in the same street where you can hear good Bossa Nova. Bottles bar was having Bossa Jazz. Great music. (No strippers lol).
  13. 5 points
    In Grindr or Scruff, at least in Rio, there is an increasing number of guys who claim to like "maduros" or "coroas"or "50 +" ie older gentlemen. During my first trips to Rio, back 10 years ago, these ads were very rare. They are now common and are basically of 4 types : - the garotos de programa who are identified as such in the ad - the garotos who are in fact garotos de programa but who do not identify themselves as GP and try to find an older gentlemen who will think that he is not a guy next door and not a GP - the garotos really liking older gentlemen, who are of course a very small minority. They are not expecting anything else than finding a boyfriend or starting a relationship with someone older. They are not looking for money. Since my first travel, I met around 15 of these boys and am still in contact with a few of them, even meeting some of them, for dinner or more, when I am in Brazil - the crooks. This is a new category which seems to be growing and I know that there is a gang of these boys operating in Rio and Sao Paulo. They will meet you and then blackmail you, rob you and put pressure on you to get money. Below are some of the precautions I take to try to identify the boys who genuinely like older gentlemen : - I make it very clear that I am not looking for a GP and I am not prepared to pay for sex (normally the guys from first 2 categories above stop chatting) - I make it clear that I am not (only) looking for sex but want to have discussion on subjects such as politics, travels, languages, art, music, ... - I try to use internet sites which are specialized in bears (and therefore avoid Grindr or Scruff or be even more careful on these general sites) - I check if they know the places where older gentlemen and younger guys who like them meet together (ie La Cueva in Rio and ABC Bailao in Sao Paulo, or internet sites such as ursosderio, or sauna such as Carioca in Rio or Sauna LeRouge 80 in Sao Paulo) - Some questions raise a red flag, in particular the question "are you alone in Rio ?" or personnal questions coming too early and not naturrally during the exchange (on job, ...) - Some attachments also raise a red flag : a too good looking guy -almost a model -, nudes of open asses or huge dicks sent very early in the exchange, ... - I always meet in a public place first, never in my hotel or apartment. I normally arrive in advance in order to see who is coming, if he is alone, is he looks like the pictures which were sent, etc - I never ever go to a boy's place. It is an unknown environment and you never know whom you are going to meet. In addition, a movie or pictures of your meeting can be done ... I remember the story of this american guy who recently in Rio went with 2 guys he met in the street and with whom he had drinks. He was threatened to be thrown from the window and his head and torso were already out (his shouting made the neighbours call the cops). BTW the 2 guys were working in 117. I saw one of them in 117 a few days after the incident. The other is banned from 117, certainly for other reasons. In addition, it is impossible to know what is going to be
  14. 5 points
    likeohmygod

    How about a nice walk in Rio

    Oh no...another thread about crime and muggings in Rio...while the homicide rate decreased of a 18% YoY. I'm gonna repeat myself ...besides people getting robbed 392 times a week...STOP PUTTING A HUGE TARGET ON YOUR BACK, acting like a tourist, or doing stupid things like acting as a rich person (brazilian or not) while you're in areas at risk. If you don't do stupid things you'll not get mugged. The only time I got assaulted was i guess 3 years ago, while sitting on Copacabana's beach at night...I deserved it as a lesson. This is not something valid only in Rio or Brazil (where the crisis is still hitting hard)....it's still valid in every big city, with some rare and extreme exceptions. But i want to spend a couple of words about 117's place....Rua Candido Mendes outside 117 is not dangerous until you don't pass the Swiss consulate which is 4 or 5 buildings upwards from 117. The route between 117 and the metro is safe even at night, until you walk staying close to the buildings. The robberies and the muggings which occurred to the garotos on the last times occurred in Rua da Gloria, on the road side which faces towards Flamengo; and in Rua Hermenegildo de Barros, which is the road above 117, where Ubers usually do a U-turn and where many garotos park their cars and motorbikes. True, these guys are complaining, but ask them why they think they got robbed and they'll all tall you they did a stupid thing. One was walking on the road side of Rua da Gloria and got stopped by two armed guys on a motorbike, while wearing a huge golden necklace and walking with his iphone on his hands wearing earplugs. Another one was having a Facetime call while walking in the night. Another one was counting the bills at the corner... Another one (which is one of the former) got beaten down because he tried himself to beatdown the assaulters. Too bad it was a 3 vs 1. Got lucky they didn't have a knife or a gun. Don't think that the thieves don't know what's going on in saunas (can be 117, 202, Lagoa....and so on) and how much money is coming in and out from it. Last week I was forced to interrupt a brief holiday in Europe and to come back to Sao Paulo, because thieves incredibly broke into my apartment (and 2 more on the same building). Curiously the same thing happened to a friend of me in NYC at the beginning of July and 2 building workers, got injured too. Around 8 years ago I was sitting "alone" waiting for a late night bus in Dublin and playing with my mobile phobe...which got stolen from a young kid. Oh and then there's a friend of a friend of me in the UK, which got seriously injured by acid attacks. (and for some reasons....i feel like it's easier to die in a big EU city due to a terrorist attack than to die in Brazil due to an assault.) The short version? Act as a local, don't do stupid things and in the case that shit happens, don't do the Rambo.
  15. 5 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Pix : travelling to Petropolis and taking off from Santos Dumont. Lovely Brazil !
  16. 5 points
    mvan1

    Lagoa Update

    Have no fear - Just remember, the sole owner, Rodolfo, has no other source of income except for the sauna. Rodolfo likes lots of young men and lots of expensive things, especially his BMW automobile. If you think that Rodolfo will allow a lapse in time for opening a new facility at a different place, you don't know Rodolfo. Money is his god. Even though the lease is expired on the sauna, Rodolfo can still use the sauna month to month, which is what he is doing now. The new project of building condominiums on the land where the sauna now stands is not yet finalized. Until that condominium project is funded, the Lagoa site will not be demolished and Rodolfo can continue with his month to month arrangement. After all, the owners of the land also want money, which they are getting from Rodolfo for the sauna facility.
  17. 5 points
    Amen to this. I’m the same way.
  18. 5 points
    numazu1

    arrived in Merida last night

    Thanks @tomcal! Very very generous of you to let me crash and take advantage (somewhat, wish I had more time) of what Merida had to offer. I’ll probably share about some of my Merida adventures, which was painfully short but fairly fruitful nevertheless, but right now I am in Rio (again) for my 14th trip. Too bad I’ll miss you in Rio! Someday our plans will intersect and we can hang out here too. Good thing you’re not here now tho, it‘s been raining... Hopefully I’ll finish my trip report as well. I usually don’t look at the forums when on travel. Just as I was in the middle of writing my 13th Brazil trip, I run into my 14th...
  19. 5 points
    Oh, boy. Controversy !
  20. 5 points
    When you are over 40 it is natural to refer to guys under 25 as boys, there was no underage sex insinuation intended. And in Britain “I am going for a drink with the boys” just means you go out with you male friends, not that you are giving alcohol to minors. Boys doesn’t just mean “children” it is also frequently used to say “not girls”. To answer the question, i once had 7 different boys in Rio saunas on one day, but I only came 6 times. I was 44. Not sure I could do the same again!
  21. 5 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    117 Tuesday was ok with many boys. Not many new faces ... Today is Pointe of course. Day spent on Ilha de Paqueta. 1 hour by boat. Nice trip in the Bay. Ilha de Paqueta coast is 8 km long. No car on this island. Either walk or rent a bike or use taxibike. Some comments of visitors are very negative (dirty beaches, unpleasant people, bad food). I do not agree. Of course there are some plastics but the beaches are cleaned. Ofcourse since the island is on the bay, difficult to be sure of the quality of the water ... It is fun the spend the day there. The boat trip by itself (12.6 R$ for the return ticket) is already a great experience particularly the return when you head towards Rio harbour. Walking around the island is nice. Lots of flowers, typical houses, nice scenaries ... For food, you can get executive dish for 20 R$. Not to be missed of course the unexpected free sex. It is quiet and relaxing to spend a day there. And of course very safe. No risk of being robbed
  22. 5 points
    Steveocean456

    arrived in Merida last night

    Great trip to Mérida. Grindr produced a few visitors every day including a small orgy on Thursday night. The best sex though was with a gorgeous Mayan guy I literally bumped into at Plaza de Indepencia at 2pm on Friday. Tall, worked out and 20, a formidable kisser and a adequate bottom. Unexpected afternoon delight.
  23. 5 points
    Fortunately the newest sauna in Rio has its grand opening tomorrow while we are in town. The hubby and I are excited about going tomorrow night. 3 more days here. Will have a full report with VIDS AND PICS before 8 p.m. on Sunday. VID-20190718-WA0007.mp4
  24. 5 points
    1tennisace

    RISQUE RIO RENDEVOUS

    RISQUE RIO RENDEVOUS Another FAN-fucking-tastic TRIP TO Rio in the History Books for my husband and I. We planned this trip about 8 months ago and used kayak, skyscanner and hopper to monitor the prices for direct flights out of Miami until we saw a cheap price that we liked. Fortunately, within the 1st month, we found affordable tickets at $661 non-stop/round trip out of Miami. The apps used to monitor the flights are very useful, but I never book through the apps. Once the app sends me the alert that the price has changed, I book directly through the airline site and book the tickets. We stayed at a beautiful one bedroom apartment with washer/dryer, kitchenette, living, dining room and a nice bathroom. The apartment is in Copacabana and surrounded by tons of restaurants, shops, pharmacies and other stores. The building has a 24 hour attendant and we were allowed as many guests as we wanted and boy did we have a parade of hot, Brazilian men parading through our apartment. We flew out of Miami Wednesday, July 10th, and arrived in rio the next morning, Thursday, at 8:30 a.m. We were allowed to check in early because I actually book the Airbnb for July 9th to ensure that no one else would be in the apartment and my husband and I wouldn’t have to wait until 3 or 4 p.m. on our day of arrival to check in. Before we arrived in rio I was in contact with one of my boytoy bff’s who is now my boytoy brother or BTB for short. Hes now my BTB because he’s trashy, nasty and has an insatiable appetite for hot men just like I do. My BTB, @luvlatinmuscle had been in rio the week prior to me arriving. Before he left for his trip I was telling him what I knew about rio, sharing information about the saunas and with the permission of the guys in rio, giving him their numbers so he could have some of the best sex of his life while he was there. I also insisted that he got numbers of some sexy guys while he was at the saunas and share those Brazilian contacts for me as well. While my trampy BTB was in rio he was sending me messages and cropped photos of guys about his trysts at the saunas and his hotel. OMG!!!! He was messages and photos had me hard and wet. Lol! I have a few hot guys who I really like to spend time with in rio, but im always up for finding new dicks to ride into the sunset. Lol! One particular guy he sent photos of, we nicknamed the INCREDIBLE HULK. This nickname is so appropriate for this guy because he has a body like Lou Ferigno in the old INCREDIBLE HULK television series from the 70’s. the INCREDIBLE HULK and I chatted before I arrived, but I needed to first see my INTERNATIONAL HUSBAND, SUPERMAN. We will call him Superman because I bought him a long sleeve superman fitted shirt to cover his tattoos while my husband took pics and videos of him tearing me a new one. He knows what I like and fucks me like the $2 dollar whore that I am. I am crazy about this guy because he is what one might consider a Barbie, but he definitely doesn’t have an attitude. Also, he will fuck you for hours, give you milk and make sure you CUM without rushing or pressuring you for more money. He is my INTERNATIONAL HUSBAND. I really like this guy because hes the sexiest guy in the club and is so damn humble and gracious. Superman was scheduled to arrive at noon. He gets to the apartment, disrobes, showers enters the bedroom naked. We fucked for about 45 minutes. He always, Always, always gives me his SUPER MILK and keeps his dick in me and fucks me until I cum. Him pounding while my husband sucks my nipple feels so AMAZING. The INCREDIBLE HULK arrived at 3:30. This guy is HUGE. BODY AND DICK! Hes a little intimidating, but one of the sweetest guys you will ever meet in rio. My husband decided to sit this one out and watch television in the living room. I shut the bedroom door, The hulk and I started to play with each other and Within seconds his dick was ROCK hard. THIS GUY is a BEAST IN BED. He fucked me for 50 minutes straight. I had to make him get off because he was like the energizer bunny and my hole was throbbing from the pounding he was giving me. His hands are huge. I didn’t know how big his balls were until he started to fuck me and while he was pounding my ass, his balls were slamming into my body. I reached under him while he was fucking me and had begun to play with his BIG BALLS. I love when im being fucked and I can feel the guys balls being slammed into my body. He also grabbed my neck with his huge hands and applied pressure. Ive never been into being chocked while getting fucked but this guy does this and it feels so euphoric. He removed his hands from around my neck after about 5 seconds. I grabbed his hands and put them back around my neck forcefully and told him I like it in Portuguese. He pounded my ass and choked me intermittently throughout our session. It was INCREDIBLE. After our first session, I had this guy come over twice daily. Once in the morning and again at 11 p.m. when he would leave the gym. When the INCREDIBLE HULK left my husband told me that the guy is VERY STRONG because as he was fucking me, the windows in the kitchen were rattling. He told me it was so hot just to hear me moaning out load and also hearing the windows rattling as if someone was doing construction inside of the apartment. My husband actually masturbated while listening to all this. we went to club 117 Friday night and for some reason it wasn’t as crowded as it was when we were here in march. There were a lot of guys in 117, but it wasn’t the big crowd I expected. It is definitely a BUYERS/CLIENTS market in the saunas now. We were paying guys 100R X 2 at the saunas and 150R X 2 to come to the apartment. This was not the case when we were here for new years eve. The saunas were more crowded and the price of the guys in the saunas ranged from 120R – 200R. and 150R – 250R for them to come to your apartment. Of course we had guys to tell us they couldn’t come to the apartment for less than 250R, and we simply told them that we didn’t have that much money to pay. Two guys declined our offer to come over, but changed their minds after we ceased communication via whatsapp with them for 2 hours. When they realized we weren’t budging on out price, they agreed to our offer and came over. don’t get me wrong, the saunas had about 30 garatos there each night, it just wasn’t as crowded as it was for new years eve. During new years eve you could barely move through the saunas. It was a meat market during that time. You WONT BE disappointed if you go now as there are plenty of sexy men looking to please. Superman was the only guy from the saunas who knew we were coming in town for the 12 days. My husband and I decided not to tell any of the guys we played around with on our previous trips because some of them will hound you and expect you to solely be with them at the club. If you are new to the saunas, don’t make that mistake and get attached to one guy at the sauna. Keep your phone on you and get the whatsapp number to every guy you are interested in. almost all the guys charge a lower rate in the saunas, but charge a much higher rate to come to your apartment. the more numbers you have collected, the better your chances are of scoring a guy for a lot less money. Two of our regulars who we didn’t inform were noticeably upset with my husband and I when they saw us in the sauna, but wouldn’t go upstairs with them. Although we greeted them both with big smiles, handshakes and a kiss, they were not pleased that we would not go upstairs with them. some of the guys we knew didn’t give a shit and had no qualms about us not taking an interest in them for sex while in the sauna. When we walked into 117 Friday night we checked in, went downstairs to retrieve our towels, but didn’t strip naked. we decided to take our shirts off and leave on our shorts. I wore my cargo shorts and that was extremely convenient for me because I didn’t have to go back and forth downstairs to retrieve money, condoms, lube and poppers because they were in the bottom pocket of my cargo shorts. When I saw someone I liked, we went to the front desk, got a key, went upstairs, fucked and I paid them in the room afterwards. I followed my usual routine when I arrived at 117. The very first place I cruise is the video room. Oh my goodness! Im happy someone in a previous post suggested doing this. When I walked in all I heard were the guys banging their hard dicks in the palm of their hands. Those sounds are music to a tramps ears. We sat down on the red couch and watched each guy stroke his meat for our viewing pleasure. There were some pretty thick dicks inside the video and a few guys approached. All we did was get their whatsapp number and told them we will call them later. My husband is into the lighter skin Brazilian guys. I prefer mine darker and wanted to check the bar areas before I made my decision about which dick would open me up on my first night in rio. We leave the video room for the 1st bar and when I opened the door I fell in love. My prayers had been answered. There was a dark Brazilian (Black Beauty) sitting right at the door when I walked into the 1st bar. I spoke to him and the other escort he was sitting with at the table. I had seen and spoken with the lighter skin escort he was chatting with on previous trips, but he never turned me on in a sexual way. I sooooooooooo wanted the darker skin guy, but my lame ass was kinda apprehensive to speak to him because of the other escort sitting next to him. We made it outside to the back, smoking patio and there were a lot of guys there. There were no darker guys on the patio so I told my husband that the darker guy in the 1st bar was who I wanted. We walk back in the 1st bar and sit across from the dark guy. we hadn’t made eye contact until he got up to buy a drink from the bar. Once we made eye contact, I gave him a nod and blew him a kiss. He walks over to the table, we make our introductions, barter for his services (he said 150R. I told him 100R and he accepted) and the 3 of us went upstairs with our agreed upon price of 200R total. The sex was GREAT and we kept this guy in heavy rotation for 3 days straight. When we finished our session the hubby and I went back downstairs to collect more numbers. We skipped Saturday and Sunday night at the club. We played with THE HULK, SUPERMAN AND BLACK BEAUTY both days over the course of 72 hours. The would see one guy at noon, take a 3 hour break, see another guy, then another 3 hour break until we were fucked out. We also played with a few guys we met from previous trips. We arrived Thursday, when Sunday evening rolled around I lost all interest in sex. How could this be? I’ve always prided myself in being the ULTIMATE BOTTOM-WHORE! Fortunately, the lack of interest declined when we arrived at 202 Monday night. 117 is closed that night so most of the same boys head over to 202. It was crowded and very festive. Although my interest in sex had elevated, my stomach was not being too cooperative so I decided to just sit by the stage and collect numbers. I met an American guy there who I had seen in 117 a few days before. He’s 68 years old, had been in rio for 3 weeks and knew almost all the guys in the sauna. He was giving me the low-down on all the guys at the sauna as we sat and listened to the music. There was one guy I overlooked in the sauna that he had mentioned. He introduced the guy to me and we exchanged numbers. I wasn’t sure if id like the guy because the hulk, superman and black beauty had been giving my hole the attention it desired since I arrived in rio. Remember I mentioned earlier to not get attached to just one guy in these saunas? Well im glad I listened to my hungry hole and followed my own advice. i decided to invite the guy over later that night. my husband and I had sensed that the guy may have had a little attitude because he was young hung and beautiful and may have known how gorgeous he was. Boy oh boy, were we wrong. This 22 year old stallion came to the apartment and beat my hole like mike Tyson in the rink during his prime. His dick was like a long hard surf board and he made sure it was deep inside my hungry hole. As he stroked my hole I grunted like a pig being gutted alive. I had a video playing in the background with a straight guy fucking a hot woman in her ass. He watched this video while he fucked me and was making sexual sounds with his mouth while he watched the video and nailed my ass with his powerful strokes. I couldn’t even ride this guy the way I wanted to because when I got on top of him to ride, he started to pummel my ass while on his back. The icing on the cake was when after about 45 minutes of fucking I got into the missionary position. I told my husband to suck one nipple and play with the other one. The stallion had begun his amazing deep, penetrating strokes while my husband sucked my nipples and I jacked off while sniffing my poppers. After about 3 minutes of all this going on my body had begun to shake and I started to moan. I felt myself about to explode and everyone involved with making this happen knew I was about to pop. What I wasn’t prepared for was how much harder and deeper the stallion was going to go in me because he knew I was about to cum. what my husband and the stallion weren’t prepared for was how much nutt I was about to skeet all over the place. As I felt the nutt cumming through my dick I let out the loudest moan ever. My body began trembling and before I knew it, cum was all over the place. Some of The cum hit my husband in his face. He jumped up because he was startled. The stallion continued pounding until I pushed away from him. After this session with this young 22 year old I knew that I would probably never see superman, the hulk or black beauty again on this trip. We continued to see stallion each day, 2 times a day. I didn’t get a chance to get to the new sauna, but I heard from the older guy that the opening night was amazing and full of hot NEW GUYS! the weather here was amazing. Nice a cool. It rained 2 days in the morning, but cleared up both days by 4 p.m. it was actually a little chilly to the point where I had to to buy sweat pants. well it's time for us to head home. My hole cant take another dick because of the pounding its endured over the course of this trip. I hope you guys enjoy the videos and pics. Be well, fellas! 20190713_140120.mp4 20190718_111820.mp4 20190711_124921.mp4
  25. 5 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Gigolo Erotic House Arrived around 10 pm. Around 15+ boys, some of them are the ones I met in sauna (Henrique, Jose). Some are really cute. I am in instant love with Camilo who danced in front of me. Sexy defined smooth body. Nice face and smile. Unfortunately after his show he stops at a table and starts chatting with the 3 men sitting at table. After the eye contact we had during the show, I was pretty sure he was going to come straight to me. A customer (he has a wrist band) is looking much more like a boy than a typical customer. He is wearing trousers which are 2 sizes below what he should wear and the shape of his thock cock is clearly visible. After some time he comes close to me. I start chatting with me. Of course he is escorting and is even willing to take me behind the curtain. I decline his invitation because it would bot be fair to use one of the 2 cabins for customers and sole of the boys are much hotter than him. GEH did improve the lapdance areas. It used to be almost transparent curtains. It is now strong fabrics curtains which give you sufficient intimacy to do all what has being agreed with the boy. Personnally, I do not care bit I can ilagin that some persons could be shy behind the previous curtains. Finally Camilo comes around me and I grab him for a dance. Nice body. Nice dick. Nice ass. Nice time. I would love to discover Camilo s nody in a motel. But he says he is not passive and even though he is virgin, he is ready to start with me. True or not I will never know because I will not have time to meet him after the show. Brayan is another cute and sexy guy I took behind the curtain. He is from wvenezuela and sexy as hell. I took him just after the live sex show and I was already pretty excited. Live sex show was really hot and sexy. A bottom came on stage and was pounded in various positions along the stage by Jose. Live sex show was at 1.30 am. In addition of this sex show there had being groups of 5 strippers on stage and 3 or 4 times a single stripper coming on stage with a hard on Great place to go to. Prices of lapdances are 50000 COP. 80000 COP to wank you and 100000 COP for fucking. 10 to 15 minutes sessions.
  26. 5 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    I went to Saint Moritz sauna yesterday, pretty excited by the program It was thursday (jueves) and it was fiesta nudista with show de sexo en vivo participativo (interactive live sex show). Entrance is 20000 COP (around 6 USD) if you stay totally naked and 30000 if you want a towel. If you pay 20000, you receive a small cloth of 20 x 20 cm to cover your genitals. There were 7 or 8 massagistas. They are the only boys who are not naked, all wearing a jockstrap. A couple are pushy to offer you a massage, others more soft. Basic massage is 60.000 COP. I was offered 150.000 COP, immediately reduced to 130 for a full massage including fucking of the massagist. It can certainly be reduced to 100.000 COP. I liked Andres who made the proposal. He is sexy as hell. The jockstrap enhances his bubble butt. He only has one tattoo, an english sentence of 3 lines on his left upper chest. Massage room is terrible : small, dark, uncomfortable. Generally speaking, sauna layout is disappointing. On the first floor are lockers with a long corridor with a TV room, a bar, toilets and showers and 3 cubicles which can be closed, with a large round mattress 2 feet wide and a plastic chair ... The second floor is a tv room showing gay porn movies and the sauna/jacuzzi/dark room all in the same foggy room. Participants this thursday, apart from the massagists, are composed of 30% of young guys around 30 years old (only one of them was stunning) and the rest of 40 to 60 year old guys. I really wondered where the live sex show was going to take place... Around 6.30 pm I got the answer since the door between Saint Moritz sauna and Gigolo Erotic House had been opened. Around 6.45 pm the show started. Two massagists came, one still wearing his jockstrap, the one bottoming and the other with a rather small bit very thick erect dick. They started to fuck on stage while all naked patrons, gathered around were wanking. It is very dim but generally speaking, dicks in erection are all rather small. Nothing to be compared to the dicks which can be seen on the GP wanking in Brasilian saunas. Then another boy comes to fuck the bottom. He is Andres. He does not like when customers cuddle his ass while he fucks. He has a hard rock cock and a very hard bubble butt. Sexy as hell. First top is now fucking the customers who want it. One old guy is on all four on the stage pounded by massagist, then another one, younger and sexier is taken standing up on the stage. Small orgy with around 50 participants. Hot ! After the show, I resume the conversation I am having on Grindr with Sebastian whom I am to meet later ...
  27. 4 points
    SolaceSoul

    How about a nice walk in Rio

    Like I said in a previous thread, I may understand the viewing audience a little better than you. Very few here are interested in analyzing, dissecting and digesting the results of a peer-reviewed research dissertation from the Journal of Probability and Statistics. Tone down the pseudo-intellectual rhetoric a bit. You’re blinding us with science, Ms. Sakomoto!
  28. 4 points
    Well I hereby inform you all that when I use “sex with boys” on this forum, I mean guys over 18. This is the last time I explain. I won’t bother to reply to those who pretend not to understand. I think we need to have a rule on this forum: assume good faith = If there are multiple interpretation of what someone says, we should assume the most charitable interpretation of what was said (“he uses a word in a different way from me”), not the worst (“he is a pedophile and a criminal”). I mean, look at this thread. All the OP wanted was to know how many. Now the thread is about crime. Without that rule, this place is toxic, which is why I am only here when I really need to.
  29. 4 points
    Riobard, 1. You misused the word puttings: Grammar 2. You called him a boy: Boy police 3. You talked about Condoms: Condom Police 4. I assume that condom was going into an asshole: so 4 for four. jk I just like your response hit all 4 of the posters questions so fast.
  30. 4 points
    stevenkesslar

    Republicans and racism

    Poll: Most Americans call Trump's tweets targeting 4 congresswomen 'un-American' So is there any way to take this other than that a lot of Republicans are racists, or at least very comfortable with racism? Specifically meaning the racist comments of President Trump? Before I make the point about the poll data, let me preface it with one of my favorite lines of the week, from an article today by David Axelrod, about the upcoming debates: If you believe, as I do, that the ultimate argument against President Trump is that his gleeful, nasty and unremitting penchant to divide the country is a dispiriting and exhausting barrier to progress, the charismatic Harris could emerge as a force to heal the breach. You could take out the word "Harris" and put in the words "Warren" or "Sanders" and that would sum up my hopes for 2020. I'd much rather have 90 % of what Democrats say be about a positive message about health care, and jobs, and taxes, and making America smarter, and helping people buy homes and get good educations without going neck deep into debt. If we talk about racism, I'd prefer it to be in the sense Axelrod brings it up: isn't this just really fucking exhausting? Don't we have better things to talk about, and to accomplish? That said, the reality is that Trump really does seem to want to talk about racism, because it feeds his base. I assume most everyone here has already read that his own EEOC uses the phrase "go back to where you came from" as a textbook example of bigotry or racism or discrimination in the workplace. But of course you can say that's just because the EEOC is made up of pin-headed bureaucrats. What's fascinating about these polls is forget about the bureaucrats. Let's talk about what the public thinks. So that's kind of amazing right there. Most Democrats think it's racist to say "go back where you came from". But apparently only a plurality of Republicans agree. So this is where it gets really fucked up, I think. If you read the whole article, the 59 % breaks down this way on partisan lines. Trump's tweet is viewed as "un-American" by 88 % of Democrats, 54 % of Independents, and 25 % of Republicans. So wait ................... let me get this straight. 45 % of Republicans say it is "racist" for Trump to tell Black or Muslim or Latinx members of Congress to "go back where you came from". But only 25 % of Republicans think it is "un-American". How exactly does that work? It sounds like for the majority of Republicans, what Trump tweeted is not racist. And then for another 20 %, it is "racist" but not "un-American". Huh?
  31. 4 points
    One is curious to know how ‘more’ detail can be shared than is already done here, every day.
  32. 4 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Saturday in 117 Again. Many boys. I have appointment with M. Great looking guy, friendly, good sex. When I entered 117, I saw a newbie. Branquinho. Nice face and body. I was almost sorry to have made appointment with M. After session I went to Bar and had a look at Grindr. Very close to me (Grindr says 1m) is "cute tourist". I guess he is a boy. I start chatting with him and I understand he is not also in the same sauna (therefore certainly a boy) but in the same room (the smoking bar). After some discussion I join him and his friend. They are customers and "nice tourist" is the cute branquinho I saw enter ! It is fun to drink and to chat about boys, travel, sex ... At some point of time I advise him to go and have a look in the video room. After some time, I go to toilets. He soon joins me. He is horny from the boys with hard on he saw in the video room. He peeps on my cock pissing and he is more than happy to lower his pants and show me his cock. Nice and thick, with big balls and shaved crotch. Really suckable ! Great time in 117 with one unexpected meeting ...
  33. 4 points
    Lion s sauna in Rio I finally managed to pay a visit to this place. It is indeed a very large place with basically 3 buildings interconnected at various levels. First building, the widest, includes entrance and the main bar at street level, the sauna and room with seats at street level +1 and disco and bar at level +2. Main bar Disco room Second building is of 4 levels and include customers' locker room (level St +1), showers, toilets. Other 3 floors (St, St+2 and St +3) have rooms. Room at level Street +1 have no shower but they are clean. Mirror on ceiling gives an unusual and sexy vision of what is happening. Third building include a bar at street level, smoking room at St level +1 and boys lockerroom and shower at St level +2. This Friday there were more than 100 persons with customers significantly outnumbering boys (ratio : 2 customers for 1 boy). Boys are average. Some are of the former Meio Mundo type, some a bit out of shape, a few are really good looking. Current rate is 100 R$ (as required spontaneously by boys. 70 to 80 R$ should be accepted). Atmosphere is rather pleasant, music is good and not too loud (the place is so big that you can find places to chat if you want to). When I saw a guy I really liked who was entering the place, I went to meet him immediately. With such a large number of customers and the average look of boys, it is better to react quickly ! A. was not also great looking, he was very friendly, great kisser and power bottom. Not a clock watcher. A real gem. Show with Desiree was supposed to start at 9.30 pm but had not started at 10 to 10 when I left. I imagin thatshow take place in the disco which had been totally unused during the whole evening, including the bar which was not even manned. I was surprised by the small amount of the bill (3 foreign beers and 2 botles of water, plus entrance and room). I heard that cabins were free that day. Information on what is happening (time of shows, closing time....) on prices (entrance, drinks, room) is nowhere to be seen. No show of boys the whole evening and no wanking/video room as in 117 or in Pointe. The cage in main room is certainly here to have a stripper inside. Overall a good surprise, greatly supported by the discovery of A., a great boy.
  34. 4 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Petropolis Worth visiting. Just a few hints on Grindr there. BYOB (bring your own boy). I went there wit V. I had met a year ago in 117 and am meeting regularly since then. V. is great looking. Muscular natural body with a tribal tattoo on his left arm. Big dick. Manly face. Nice smile. Long eyelashes. Very easy going. Perfect latin lover. We left at 10 am. Buses to Petropolis leave from Rodoviara. We need to go to Central metro station then take a Uber to Rodiviara (Bus depart from center within a walking distance to Carioca metro station but we lnly found out on our way back). 1h30 minutes to reach Petropolis bus terminal outside of town (27 R$) then transfer to local bus 100 to reach town center (4 R$) or Uber (12 R$). Petropolis is in the mountains. Rather cold at night. Things to see : Museu imperial *** Catedral Sao Pedro de Alcantara *** Casa Santos Dumont * Trona Fatima * Disappointing. I was hoping to see spectacular view of the city from this mirador, but city is hidden by trees. Great view on the cemetery though ! Where to eat and stay Tradicao Mineiro *** Majorica Churrascaria *** Casablanca Center Hotel *** V. was great company. Easy going, fun, witty. Great sex. Never ending French kisser. Lot of laughs together eg - when we saw the only picture of young Reina Cristina, he said that he looked like a man. "She would fit in the 117 shows" answer make us laugh as college boys. - when we saw the strange amount of fine to park along the cemetery : 127,69 R$. We agreed on paying 127 R$ cash and the remaining 69 through sex. Laughs.
  35. 4 points
    Big (hot) surprise last night. I have been hooking up with “Y”, the Venezuelan hottie I met through Grindr. From now on I will call him “Angel”, later you will learn why. Angel and I were planning to go to KM ZERO last Saturday, “Día del Amigo” night. When the dinner with my friends was coming to an end, which was about 1:30 am, I texted him but Angel never responded back. I had been drinking different delicious Argentine Malbec brands, and was not in the mood to go by myself being tipsy and exhausted. Specially exhausted. The times when my metabolism was synched to Buenos Aires times have been long gone. I gave up with my plans and went back to my base to go to sleep at 2:00, when porteños are taking a shower to go out. That is why you will not have report on KM ZERO on a Saturday night, which is the best night as I am told. We still have the chance to go next Saturday, my last week end in Buenos Aires. Yesterday Sunday I woke up with hangover headache and a message from Angel apologizing for last night. Remember, the boy gets up every day at 4am to work the whole day baking in a restaurant’s kitchen. He just fell asleep and did not hear my incoming text alert. We quickly made a date for a few hours later. Sunday noon I was taking my mother, sister, and twin nephews to eat out. We ate in a regular restaurant with a playroom for the kids, and the whole bill was $AR 1,600. My dish was a bife de chorizo that by itself would take most of the bill in an American restaurant. After saying goodbye to my family I returned to my place to let Angel know I was free and available. He was waiting around, and quickly came up to the cave. He was wearing a new sexy underwear he bought for me. That morning when we talk the first time, he had sent me a few pictures. My weed was gone and we both love smoking, and specially stoned sex. Angel quickly got into his Grindr and started to look for a deal. It was my first time witnessing a local trying to get weed through social media. He was obviously very much used to it, and would go through the process at a speed that would leave me behind. Here is where I had the surprise. While scouting for weed in social media, he was also responding to messages. He would read some of them aloud, and I noticed that he was being called “Angel” in some occasions. The general tone of the messages was like he was a very active hyper sexual boy. When I asked him why he was called “Angel”, he told me that besides his restaurant job, he was also escorting some times. Poom, surprise. He was publishing an ad in skokka (a questionable website, I heard things about underage advertisers there) and in a site I had never heard of before: gaterosonline.com. I am not recommending this website. It looks very sketchy, even Angel was surprised that he was being advertised as a top, as he is fully versatile. Basically, he told me a client offered him to publish an ad in his website, he submitted the pictures, and this is what he got. Of course, I told him about my blog (I had avoided any mention before) and ask him for permission to share the information. I will eventually publish a review, because I can guarantee this beauty absolutely loves chubby older men. The weed finally arrived, a couple of hours after starting the quest for it. 3 grams of flowers, $AR 1,050. The flowers did not look, smell, or taste in any attractive way; however the trip was very strong. Excellent premium shit, probably grown inside someone’s closet; a strong tendency here amongst weed lovers, starting about five years ago. We got very stoned and had amazing sex. Knowing that I hooked up in social media with an escort, is giving me a boner right now, imagine when I was at kissing reach. Angel is a freak, there is an astonishing contrast between his formality in regular settings, and his lack of inhibitions in bed. We are really connecting in and out of bed and I am feeling brought back to my golden years. Meeting him is radically changing my future plans. Of course I am too much of a slut to get fully committed to him for the rest of my vacations, as he is insinuating I should, but indeed I am going to spend less money in local providers, less time on hunting in hook up apps, and more time with him. Today Monday is being a mix of good and bad news. Bad news: Kendro Leandro, my favorite local porn star, just cancelled our appointment for an interview today, and asked for rescheduling for later on. Good news: I just had lunch with my best local girl friend, a relationship that comes from back to the 80s, when I was experimenting with acting and scene direction. We went to the last old typical porteño restaurant left in Recoleta, the Rodi Bar. The food was excellent and generous, only $AR 1,600. Just Susana’s steak would have costed that in the USA. More good news. I got in touch, after 20 years, with a dear friend from the 90s. He was the only one back then who would keep up with my sex drive and hunting. We would go together everywhere In Buenos Aires and Manhattan. However, he was a guilty slut and decided to repent and get in a marriage. That is when we got apart. He is coming to hang out in a couple of hours, and is presenting a poetry book this Saturday, so I will probably attend the event. Talking about books, I got more good news. One of the things I love of coming to Buenos Aires is that I get in touch with ideas and readings not as easy to reach from my American circle. I must say that between American social studies obsession with meaningless data, and the European social studies obsession with over-meaningful cultural analysis, I prefer the latter. This morning I started to read a wonderful book I found amongst the new releases in a local bookstore. It is written by a French academic, Didier Eribon. The original French title was "Principes d'une pensée critique", I am reading a translation to Spanish and is very recommendable if you are interested on reflecting on identity construction with a post-foucault, post-baudrillard frame. https://www.amazon.com/s?k=didier+eribon&crid=22KAZWYR9JADP&sprefix=Didier+Eribo%2Caps%2C400&ref=nb_sb_ss_i_1_12 Last good news (well, it is just the early afternoon). I have an appointment with Angel this Wednesday. When we said goodbye yesterday night, he asked me, he commanded me that the next time I contacted him it should be through his escort ad, and that we would role play the characters during the whole night. Well, appointment made. I cannot wait. I am playing with the idea of organizing a threesome with Fran. It would be freaking hot. Tomorrow, I am going to Montevideo. I am taking a ferry at Buenos Aires’ port at 7:30am, arriving to Montevideo’s port at 9:45. During the day I will explore the local legal weed market (as a foreigner I cannot legally buy) and meet with Will Schokolade for an interview. Then I am boarding the ferry again at 7:30 pm, arriving back to Buenos Aires at 9:45pm. I love sailing, the ticket is only U$S 200, and the views of Buenos Aires and Montevideo under day and night light are beautiful. There is a cheaper option that takes longer. Instead of going straight to Montevideo, you go first to Colonia, a nearer town and port in Uruguay, and then take a bus the the neighbor capital. I prefer the trip port to port, Colonia deserves much more than being just a stop.
  36. 4 points
    numazu1

    arrived in Merida last night

    I'll be there Thursday! I can't wait! Save some booze for me!
  37. 4 points
    Finding the Gigolo Erotic House program on internet is not easy. Their internet site is not updated, the instagram which used to be updated until recently is no longer updated. I tried to contact them on whattsapp in order to know if there was a show on Thursdays and received rapidly the answer of the ... Saint Moritz Sauna. I copy the information below since it is updated information which can be useful to others I finally found a site giving what seems to be an updated program of the GEH : http://www.guiagaycolombia.com/gigolo/ On Friday 19, there is live sex show and on Saturday July 20, there is the fiesta of independance . Flier seems extremely attractive but I think I will go to Theatron that Saturday.
  38. 3 points
    SolaceSoul

    How about a nice walk in Rio

    Possibly, but none of this explains how the exact same crime with exact same circumstances, at the same location at the same time of day, the exact same items taken, the same kind of perpetrators, same witnesses, and the same taxi called to take him to the same hospital not nearby, happened to the same poster twice —- once on September 30 and the other in February of the next year. Because in his own words, this is what ihpguy said happened in his own posts. He has even doubled down on it, in righteous indignation. Anyone can read the two posts and see that. Can you explain away such odd, exact coincidences?
  39. 3 points
    SolaceSoul

    How about a nice walk in Rio

    The average customer would have more money GOING TO 117 than the average sauna garoto. The average sauna garoto would have more money LEAVING 117 than the average customer.
  40. 3 points
    pauleiro

    So cute boys in Prague !

    Waking up with a message of "good morning" from Carlos is great ! Having him live next to me and hearing his "good morning" from his mouth would certainly be better !
  41. 3 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    I was pissed last time in Sao Paulo since Art Museum MASP was only showing a second tier Brasilian painter in the basement. Main room was not accessible. This time, even though only part of the MASP was open, the gallery on the second floor was open. MASP was conceived by Italo Brasilian architect Lina Bo Bardi, respecting tough constraints (it was not accepted by the former owner of the land to block the perspective of avenue Nove de Julho), thence the steel structure to which the museums is suspended. Similarly the masterpieces are suspended in an open room of around 2000 m2 in which enters natural light. They seem to float and visitors wander among them. Lina had a "social" vision of exposing masterpieces : - the walls (of the museum) will be transparent as a compensation for the efforts of the people - the glass of the walls of the MASP are not the glass of formal walls. - the masterpieces are fixed to glass panels suspended to the ceiling with concrete blocks on the floor. Visitors can come as close as they want to the painting. Message of all this is "art must be transparent". - there are no indications of the names of painter on the front. She wanted the visitors to be "feeling" art and not to be influenced by the famous name of such and such artist (indication of artist and comments are visible on the back) ; - there is an incredible mixtures of styles, from Italian Masters of the 1500s, to various French schools, to very modern worldwide artists, to Brasilian artists or to primitive African statues from Nigeria ... - the initial name of the Museum was Museum of Ancient and Modern arts but Lina's husband refused such a segregation between arts and demanded that the Museum be called Museum of Arts. The transparency has not always being respected at MASP, since one of its former President, Neves, architect of many classical buildings in Sao Paulo decided to cover the glass panels and to divide the MASP into rooms. One of the reasons to do so was that masterpieces were suffering from direct light and sunshine. The steel beams have not always been painted in red. The corrosion of the grey colored beams gave opportunity to treat them and to paint them in red which was the initial idea of Lina.
  42. 3 points
    Oh how unassuming that door to 117 is. Not a clue as to the delights inside!
  43. 3 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    BEST DAYS OF SAUNAS IN RIO Updated August 2019 From last information after opening of Lion's Monday 1. Pointe 2. Lion s (*) Tuesday 117 (*) Wednesday Pointe (*) Thursdays 117 or Pointe Fridays Lion s (*) There were 45 guys last Friday when 117 was rather slow Saturday/Sunday 117 or Pointe (closed on saturday) (*) = free cabins
  44. 3 points
    My maximum was ar FickStutenMark in Berlin a few years ago. I was part of the "stallions" and there were around 150 mares which were ready to be fucked. Mares had a blindfold and cannot refuse to be fucked (they can refuse to suck). Since there were approximately 150 stallions, the permanent fucking scenes keep you hard and you can keep fucking during long time. I fucked more than 20 mares that night. It is a voyeur's and fucker's paradise. Now I am more romantic and prefer threesomes, particularly in Brazil : with a versatile buddy, we select a bottom and take turns fucking him, eventually DPing him, then we ask him to leave and I end up fucking my buddy. So : Absolute maximum : > 20 Current maximum : 2 current average : 1 a day (fucking days only which are not 365 in a year). In Brazil and Bogota I had only "fucking days" so far.
  45. 3 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Thursday. With BF. No sauna today. Went to very good peruvian restaurant in Gloria (very close to Lion s). Ceviche. Pisco sour ... worth discovering Panka cocina Peruana 243 rua da Lapa
  46. 3 points
    It was a topic here a few months ago. The trips were in the DR. Dominican prisons are no safer than Brazilian prisons, and are equally as corrupt and both are run by organized crime / gangs.
  47. 3 points
    SolaceSoul

    SP & Rio Apr 2020

    This isn’t foolproof. When I have booked through AirBnB recently in Ipanema and Copa near Ipanema Beach, I encountered quite a few listings that restricted visitors. Of course, I did not stay at any of those places! The best advice is to, before booking: (1) review the house rules of each rental, and (2) contact the host to confirm the visitor policy. My personal policy is that if the visitor policy is not liberal enough for me, I won’t book.
  48. 3 points
    July 20th is Friends’ Day in Argentina. Día del Amigo is very important for the locals as the friendship institution is very strong in Argentina. All restaurants, bars, and businesses in general are offering special promotions to lure people to celebrate with their services/products. I am having diner tonight with my best friends. They are all middle class intellectuals and artists, and as good porteños quite snob. They were planning a sushi party, but I vetoed the idea. I asked for choripanes and empanadas and, of course, was rejected. We will have a Middle Eastern menu, with I prefer rather than Asian food. Yesterday I had my first “meh” sex experience since I arrived to Buenos Aires. I hired Luciano, and it was just a satisfactory service. It was not his fault, he is a recommendable provider, but he looks in person much more twinkish than in his ad pictures. He is not as athletic shaped as I thought he was. If you are into skinny twinks, you would have a great time with him. His fee was only $AR 1,800. This “meh” experience has made me think of changing my plans. Instead of trying one more new boy, I think I am going to start repeating those I already know are great matches for me. I will see again Carlos Aleman. During our last meeting he opened up and shared everything he is going through as a Venezuelan in the diaspora, trying to help his family fleeing from Caracas, trying to make a living alone in Buenos Aires as an immigrant. We chatted for 3 hours, he seems not to have anyone to share with the depth he did with me. After chatting, we had a ferocious session of smoking hot sex. This boy is another of my exceptional findings, side by side with Italo Andrade. Perhaps one pinch below Italo. He is still servicing a few regulars and has a European sugar daddy who visits Buenos Aires now and then, and had decided to retire from the business, pulling down all his ads and not taking any more calls from other clients. However, he called me last night and we may find a way to make him available for visitors who are willing to pay more than the local clients. He is an emotional mess right now, this is a developing story. I will see again Fran. This boy was excellent, and brings the plus on being an Argentinean iconic character, the hot “chonguito de barrio”. His accent and the way he speaks are an automatic turn on. And I was not expecting him to be such a passionate power bottom. Finally, I may try again Douglas, the Carioca I met last year. I have not yet contacted him, but I am almost sure I will. Definitively, I will focus more in my Grindr hook ups. It is working really good. I saw “Y” a second hot time, and I had another guy who was OK, although not good enough for a repeat. Last night I went to Km 0. It is the only gay bar/disco that is open everyday. They just opened another location in Palermo, that opens earlier and has a kitchen besides the bar, so you can eat there pizza and empanadas. I arrived at 1:15 and the show was already started. The main figures were two drag queens, backed by three male dancers. I did not see stripers, at least not during the time I was there. I strongly recommend any foreigners to stop by and try to enjoy the show. It is not the conventional lip singing drag show that you see in Brazil or in the USA, but has a strong local touch. Buenos Aires has a long story of high quality varieté and independent theater, and you can see this influence in the show. Not the high quality, but the show structure and production. Besides a few lip singing in a parodic tone, one of the drags actually sang. First parodying an archetypical female tango singer, and then a Mexican one. Both drag queen performed long sessions of stand up comedy mingling and picking on the audience, and led a game with audience participation. In between the two main stars performances, the dancers would perform artistic numbers. They were hot guys, but with all the mannerisms of trained dancers, which I do not find sexually attractive. IMG_3555.MOV IMG_3554.MOV The show ended at 2:30 with an homage to el Dia del Amigo. The entrance was $AR 200, including one drink. I ordered a whiscola, and it was generously served. During the show, the place was arranged like a cabaret, with tables and chairs in front of the stage. During the show people was coming in and the areas without tables started to get crowded. Once the show was over, the tables were removed and the audience area became a dancing floor. I was told this is a place popular amongst taxi boys and clients. I did see a couple of escorts I recognized from their ads, but none of them was in my shopping list. At 3 am people was still arriving and I was ready to go. I am not fit anymore for Buenos Aires night life times. I will try to go again some other day when they do have strippers, which are probably the best days to observe taxi boys and clients in action. No promises though.
  49. 3 points
    pauleiro

    Bogota and Brazil July August 2019

    Motels in Bogota If for any reason you do not want to receive a guest in your hotel or if you want to try something else, you can try motels in Bogota. Calle 62 in Chapinero is full of them : Amarte, Las Palmas, los Alpes, ... maybe 10 of them in the same street. Room in Las Palmas was 40000 COP for 4 hours (from monday to tuesday the price is same but for up to 6 hours). Room, sheets, bathroom, everything was very clean. In Las Palmas each room is a different style. We were in a plane with safety instructions on the wall, light for safety belt fastening, shape of inside of a plane, windows opening on blue skies ... Some differences though : - belts on the bed are of a different kind - some chairs and instructions for use are not to found on a plane !
  50. 3 points
    HotBottom4U

    arrived in Merida last night

    Ok, as much as we all love dogs and stuff, where is the pic of the 22cm Cancun Dick? Send the pic then I promise I'll gush about your dog!!!
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