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Part 2 of 4: Feeling My Way Around I want to start with this caveat: I am not a sauna/bathhouse person. I am not a massage parlor person. I like having private sex, in a house or hotel, preferably on a bed, mine or his. When in Bangkok I rarely go to the "Mega Bathhouse" Babylon, and also rarely do I go get those happy ending massages, unless brought or forced by a friend. And I am not alone. This post by Eriksmythee1 in the thread "Sao Paulo Advice" sums up more or less my issues with it: That is why the Thailand boy bar model appeals to me. You can be sitting inconspicuously among the audience of a boy show bar, look at the display of boys onstage, tell the waiters which boy you wanted, the boy can then sit with you and you can do your due diligence to see if you are a match, and BOOM, a few hundred baht later, you are the temporary boss of a hot young virile thing to take home and have consensual monkey sex with. BUT, nothing ventured, nothing gained, and the promise of going to a place that had super hot Brasilerios for a small fee was enticing enough to venture out of my comfort, so off to the sauna for me: As I cross the street, I notice, to the left of me, two guys (presumably clients) making their way to the sauna as well. They open the door and I slip in behind them. They get to the end of this short hallway and, after waiting for a few seconds, get buzzed in to the inner door. We all go in and get greeted by the employees behind the counter. The two guys get checked in first and they get their keys. When it was my turn, one of the staff asks me if I preferred English or Portuguese. I say English. I was asked what my name was, so I give them an alias. They put my “nome de puta” on the computer and I was given a key with a number on it, presumably a locker key. I was not sure what to do next. I was so nervous that at this point I forgot everything that I read in the forums. I looked around and saw a staircase leading to an upper floor, and another to a lower floor. So far, the sauna’s configuration reminded me of my grandmother’s house in the East Coast USA, EXCEPT this house had really hot guys in towels to my right. Some of them noticed that I was there staring and with drool forming in the sides of my mouth. Two smiled in my general direction, others just stared at me, probably trying to surmise what I was about. They were of varying shapes, sizes and ages. Mostly young, mostly muscular, mostly handsome. I immediately tried to play it aloof and non-chalant. I go towards the guys and just try to coolly walk past them, at a pace fast enough to appear casual, but slow enough to be able to assess if anyone of them clicked with me or not. Walking down the hallway made me realize that there were some customers interspersed among the working men there. I guess one way to observe the trade is to be side-by-side with the boys. Upon walking at the end of the hallway, I see a door to a large room that had a bar and some chairs and a stage. Some boys and customers were socializing and drinking and having fun. That looked nice, but I wasn’t ready to go in just yet. I instead go back the other way and go up the stairs to the upper floor. No one was there, save for one lonely woman janitor looking at me with a blank stare. Why wasn’t anyone here? I just see rooms with their doors closed. I guess this was where some of the private rooms were. I go back down and then down further to the lower level. I see more boys just walking, standing, talking. Some were trying to entice customers, others just sitting there resting, a number of them staring at the wall, presumably wondering about their existence in life. And then I notice the locker rooms. I see my locker but I don’t change into a towel yet. I still wanted to look around and explore. There was a series of showers to my right, and the lockers to my left. Lots of models just looking around and trying to entice customers. A lot of them were really hot, and most of them were sporting fairly big packages and huge asses. And then I remember one of the great advices in the boytoy.com website: don’t fall in love with the first model you talk to. This was particularly useful for the first guy that talked to me. He was standing to my right, leaning against the wall, when he extended an arm to stop me as I was about to walk past him. I stop to look at his handsome face, which was really striking. Classic Italian looks, with just a perfect splash of genes from other races that made his face and skin tone very distinctive and alluring. He was only wearing a towel, and he was this big mountain of a man. He had giant pecs and abs that are just perfect. He grunts out a question to me but I barely make it out with the showers running closeby. He leans in to whisper it in my ear. What is your name is what he asked. I told him my Nome de Puta and he tells me his. He immediately asks what I wanted, so I tell him “Sexo”, like an idiot (duh, of course). He laughs and then asks what I wanted to do in sex. Almost on cue he strokes his flaccid, but already huge cock, through his towel. He then touches my butt and strokes it. It was clear he was a top. I then ask, pointing to him, “Ativo?” “Yes,” he answers in English. “Nao passivo?” He nods, “Nao passivo!” almost indignantly. I then point to myself “Tambem. Nao passivo!” smiling. He smiles as well, and then draws me closer. He lightly licks my ear (very forward already) and then looks at me and then tries to haggle: “Nao passivo. Muito beijando (pointing to his lips and mine). Contato” and other words I don’t recognize. He tries to act it out with his giant muscular arms. I guess he was trying to say that no anal is required to have fun with him. While he was this towering muscular handsome guy with what I can see (and feel) is an enormous cock, I had to pass. He was not a bottom, so it won’t work out. I didn’t want my first paid Brazilian experience to be a vanilla sex thing. Also I had to apply the rule of not hiring the first guy I talk to. So I put a hand to his face and squeeze it, and say my thanks and walk on by. I decide to really dive into this now so I go to my locker to get out of my clothes and just be in a towel. The locker did not have a towel but an employee quickly handed me one from the back. I undress, and then briefly say goodbye to my cellphone as I put it relunctantly in the locker, and lock the locker door. I turn around and get accosted by a second guy. He was my height (about 5’7-5'9), very pretty face, and looked fairly young. He had a muscular, but not too muscular frame. His penis made a clear outline in the front, and it looked like he had a big butt. He had fairly white skin: if we were in the USA, I would think he would just pass for any other white-italian kid. He speaks to me in near-perfect English. He asks the usual questions and then proceeds to do the hard sell. He asks me what I wanted and I told him I was looking to top a guy. He said he was the best bottom in the building. I laughed and then told him I didn’t believe him. He was indignant, telling me to ask any of the customers here. That particularly wasn’t a selling point for me (and I won’t be going around asking the customers how his ass was), so I asked him what else he did. He said he kisses really well, and proceeds to give me a very deep wet one. Wow, that was impressive. He looks into my eyes and then kisses my nose. He kept insisting and asking and pulling my arm to get me to take him. It was turning into a less sexy interaction, and to one that was more desperate. I pull away and tell him that I will see him for round 2. He asks me why he was not good enough for round 1. I just smile, thanked him for his time and attention, and started walking away. This was kind of fun. I think I am getting the hang of it. My nerves were gone. I could do this now with a clear head, and ready to look for the perfect Brazilian guy for me. This approach to getting guys is so much more in-your-face than the way it is done in Thailand. Out there, the boys are usually on a stage, separate from the customers, sometimes out of reach, and you call on the boy you want to sit with you for further inspection. In here, the men and customers mingle with each other for a relatively more personal interaction. There are pros and cons for each way. I imagine if I was more shy I’d prefer to be in the background just picking my boys and avoiding their gaze, instead of having sex served directly to my face, but there is something about Brazil, both in the confines of the four walls of a sauna in particular, and the being out there in the kinetic city with the locals in general, that takes you out of your comfort zone. Which to me is the whole point in exploring this country anyway. I go back upstairs and do a victory lap around the premises. Lots of guys to choose from, but I didn’t try to talk to one just yet. I went back downstairs and immediately see this olive-skinned tall hunky, bleached blonde guy in a speedo, not a towel. That look was definitely distinctive. He caught me staring and smiled, and started walking towards me. He sticks out a hand and shakes my hand. He kept drawing me close till I was close enough to get a whiff of the scent off of his body. It was pleasant, and sexy and it worked for me. We exchange names and then he asks me where I was from. I tell him and I ask him the same question. He points to the ground “Rio. Carioca,” saying he was a native to the city. I say “Carioca” back at him, saying the word for the very first time in my life, which made me smile widely. He warmly smiles back, nodding “Sim!” He was obviously young (I ask him and he said he is 22), and his body was very muscular, but looked naturally built and ripped. He wasn’t anything like some of the steroided guys I saw upstairs. His English was not so good, but he knew enough phrases to ask me the right kind of questions. He said he was versatile, he said he kissed very well (and proved it with a quick but deep kiss), and he said he was very friendly and easy-going. He whipped out his phone to get to google translate. He showed me what he wanted to say: if I wanted to take him to a room for some fun. I looked at him up and down. For me he stood out from all the other guys here. He was this delicious multi-racial guy with olive skin, a prominent Italian nose, and bleached blond hair that made his look unique. To me his looks out- Brazilian-ed every other Brazilian out there in the sauna. His thighs were huge and inviting. His ass and bulge were both large (the great set of genetics present in the building was very impressive), and his abs and pecs were on point and not too over-developed and over worked-out. But more than that, he had this effortless masculinity that could not be faked. I was sold. I wanted to get to know him more. But I had to ask the most important question ever : “Quanto?” How much for his services? He tries to answer in English. I did not understand as his accent was bad. I say “Quanto?” again, this time he tells me his price in Portuguese. He wanted 150 R, about $50. From the board, I vaguely recall that this was in the middle to high range of what was average pay for the guys were. I was in no mood to haggle. He had what I wanted and I wanted to have it. “Sim!” I say with a smile. He smiles back and immediately takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. What happened? That’s next…

if you walk through the bar area to the back to the left side of the stage through 2 doors you are in outdoor smoking patio, where a majority of the guys hang out, not because they are smokers but because it is not freezing cold like the bar/stage area is, and the music column is way down compared to the main room!! it is not really a outdoor area, it is like a big tent with walls on 3 sides and enclosed by canvas on the 4th side with several big fans and opening to the outside air at the top edges.

Of course. Not. Gambling is illegal in Thailand. Just like prostitution.

Repealing the 2nd Amendment? The original actual purpose of the Bill of Rights' provision for a 'regulated [i.e., armed] militia' was to give the States a means to protect against the risk of slave uprisings. That danger is behind us, today. Nein? Now, desirability of assassination of the current sitting Executive is another matter...

But will they fly you to LA from Bangkok when you win ?

Aquariums are very soothing.

Scotty on how he disabled the Enterprise successor's Transwarp Drive: 'The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain.' ...words for life!

It is mandatory to be able to produce photo ID. If a xerox copy of passport is what you carry it is advisable to accompany it with another original document such as student, health, driver lic card. But it should have picture, name, and date of birth corresponding to passport copy.

For Egor, 150US$

HAHA yup floridarob. Thanks for remembering that I have generic asian face. People still can't figure out where I am from. Yeah I remember going to Liberdade in Sao Paulo, the Japantown. It was fairly memorable, and sushi was pretty awesome! This reminds me of the superb reality show on Netflix called Terrace House: Boys and Girls in the City. One of the cast members (Hikaru Ota, 18 years old in the series) is half-Japanese, half-Brazilian, and was born in Brazil. Super gorgeous guy: Haha I wish. Bruno was indeed super hot and I would not have refused him if he did this. But alas, off he went to his next fare, and me off to the sauna. Thanks for liking the details. It's the only way I know how to write these things. More to come for sure. Hehehe. I guess you will find out soon.

i found kind ot is best to set all expectations out before you go on the trip! i set a initial amount usually a daily rate i am going to pay and i gave them about 25% of the total amount on the first day so they have money to buy souvenirs or whatever! i pay all expenses, food, drinks, admissions, etc. (which is not much in Mexico!)and then usually i give about 20% more then i initially tell them at the end, and they are happy!

https://hellogiggles.com/news/school-shootings-2018/ There have already been 18 school shootings in 2018, and that's unacceptable n February 14th, at least 17 teenagers were killed in a Florida high school shooting. And sadly, it’s far from the only school shooting the United States has experienced this year. The gun control advocacy group Everytown USA defines a school shooting as when a firearm discharges on school property. And based on these criteria, ABC reports that there have been 18 school shootings since January 1st. 1 Parkland, Florida In the latest and deadliest shooting of the year, at least 17 students have been reported dead from a shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School today, February 14th. 2 New York City A gun was fired at The Metropolitan High School on February 8th. No one was injured. 3 Maplewood, Minnesota A third-grader at the K-12 Harmony Learning Center pulled the trigger on a school liaison officer’s holstered gun on February 5th. Luckily, no one was hurt. 4 Oxon Hill, Maryland At Oxon Hill High School on February 5th two suspects shot a 17-year-old student in an attempted robbery. The victim survived. 5 Los Angeles, California A 12-year-old girl accidentally shot four students at Salvador B. Castro Middle School on February 1st. 6 Philadelphia, Pennsylvania On January 31st, a 32-year-old man was killed outside Lincoln High School after a fight was reported. 7 Dearborn, Michigan Shots were fired at a basketball game at Dearborn High School on January 26th. There were no casualties. 8 Mobile, Alabama At Murphy High School on January 25th, a 16-year-old student pointed a gun at members of administration before going outside and firing into the air. 9 Benton, Kentucky On January 23rd, 17 students were injured and two were killed at Marshall County High School. 10 Italy, Texas A 16-year-old boy shot a teenage girl at a high school on January 22nd. The victim survived. 11 New Orleans, Louisiana A car shot at a group of students in the parking lot at NET Charter School on January 22nd, injuring one boy. 12 Winston-Salem, North Carolina On January 20th, a Winston-Salem State University football player was shot at Wake Forest University in North Carolina. The 21-year-old Najee Ali Baker later died from his wounds. Marshall, Texas Shortly after midnight on January 15th, a car fired shots in the parking lot of Wiley College in Marshall, Texas. Although a bullet broke the window of a dorm, no one was injured. nr=14] San Bernardino, California Gunshots were fired at California State University, San Bernardino on January 10th. There were no injuries 15 Sierra Vista, Arizona Coronado Elementary School in Arizona was placed under lockdown on January 10th when a 14-year-old boy entered the school and shot himself in the bathroom. No one else was harmed. 16 Denison, Texas An accidental shooting occurred at Grayson College on January 10th. There were no injuries. 17 Seattle, Washington On January 4th, New Start High School in Seattle was shot at twice, but no one was injured. 18 St. Johns, Michigan On January 3rd a man committed suicide at East Olive Elementary School in Michigan. There were no other casualties. The fact that so many school shootings have already happened this year is a sign that things need to change. In light of how common these shootings have become, we need to talk about gun reform. Our hearts go out to everyone who has been affected by school shootings. This story was originally published January 24th, 2018 at 10:01 a.m. PST.