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Funny story, some of you may agree ... I try out different gyms (day or month pass) when longstaying Rio. Late Dec on 1st day at a Lapa gym, 25 min walk from apt, immediately spot this enormous stacked 6'5" mainly Afro-admixtured muscle-stud on the weights level. I try not to get bogged down by hesitation, so promptly introduced myself, which is easier in Brazil, to "Rafael" and asked if he competed ... no. A few friendly looks exchanged working out. I thought: OK, I like this academia and I have 5 weeks to flirt to possible fruition ... but it would be a gay-for-pay situation. I am 2.5X his age. I tend to get a little obsessional and fixated. Second gym visit, happens to be a Tuesday, Jan 2. Rafael is wrapping up and we greet each other as he departs. Imprinting complete. I have to have this massive hunk. There are a few somewhat similar to him at 117, but I like a challenge and varied contexts. That evening I check into 117 and see this new sauna guy standing up the few steps from reception at the staircase landing. I am a tad confused and impressed. I don't know him from the saunas, but he looks so familiar, but with 50% more skin. It is Rafael !!! We both burst out laughing. Minutes later this sweet-tempered power-top is fulfilling the few days of fantasies I had gotten worked up over. Big but knows how not to destroy. He is an infrequent attender, I later vaguely remembered possibly seeing him within the previous 3 years, so either he intuitively read me as a sauna tourist or it was a stroke (erm, several strokes) of good fortune for me!

That is the American way. Best regards, RA1

That's it from me...Gotta run.

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I learned that Trump, McConnell, Ryan, Rubio, and Scott has blood on their hands... I learned that Trump has no soul...

Life ain't cheap! nor should it be! ..on her deathbed: 'I only regret my economies.'

MsGuy, you are so very correct. Our congress is tied to the drug industry like a piglet sucking on its mother. They love the money donated to their campaigns by these swine. And, they fear the NRA so much that they cannot bring themselves to do anything about children being murdered. Many here are too young to remember when several Puerto Ricans opened fire with pistols during a session of congress in the 1950's. Would not bother me one iota if someone went into a joint session of congress with an AK 47 and blasted those useless bastards.

I learned that Big Pharma is evil as ever. And the good old USofA is still the only place that facilitates such greed. What, there's no other country whose government is open to bribery? Horizon Pharma raises price of Vimovo painkillers in US to nearly $3,000 Naw, I didn't just learn that. And neither did any of you. But we still sit back and pay and pay and pay. And that's not news either, is it?

So you were not around during the non-Giuliani years! Only caught the last of 15 years or so but do know all about it. That's very brave!

https://www.gracehotels.com/whitebarninn/grace-dining/white-barn-restaurant/ https://www.gracehotels.com/whitebarninn/wp-content/uploads/sites/21/2018/01/Dinner-Menu-Winter.pdf One dined there one time when George H.W. & Barbara were resident a few tables away. With of course two watchful SS agents discreetly sipping seltzer at the bar.

In any life project I have gone into, tiny or large, the guiding rule has always been the engineering principle of: Test to Destruction

naahthing is 'too much' for yer umble AS. As you know.

I have new tips for those traveling to Argentina. Besides the already known soytuyo and revista ratones, you can also use these resources:https://manhunt.net/ http://www.elharemok.com/http://www.onyce.net/modelos.htmlhttp://www.leonos.comI learned abut this thanks to the local forums.Enjoy it!

Brilliant!!

Ha! I wanted to post this one, but I thought it was...well...a bit too much, apparently I was mistaken.

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...

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…

In a deal worth 300 million, Ryan Murphy heads to NetFlix. Congrats to Ryan on this great gig. He is openly gay and deserves every penny! https://www.nytimes.com/2018/02/13/business/media/netflix-ryan-murphy.html

Tarts NO! the daily rate includes sex! it’s the same as if you asked him to stay overnight in rio except you are doing it for 7+ nights! Again it’s about setting or in this case not setting expectations! I don’t claim to be a expert or have all the answers but i have been doing this in Rio for a number of years with 4 guys there and now 3 times in Mexico and the guys and me have been happy! do not tell them about the “bonus” if the sex is great.. see how they act, and before they leave give them their bonus! i actually had one guy tell me two days after i left that i didn’t give him anything extra over the agreed daily rate but the other guys got theirs!? i told him “every night they went to dinner with me and we all slept together, but 2 of the nights you left to go to the “Week” and to another club which is fine but i am not paying for you having fun w/o me! he understood and the last trip he was much more “attentive”! the guys for the most part are pretty business savvy! especially the ones over 22-23. also this last trip another guy messaged me and said he had left before i got up and said can you send me the money or if that difficult you can pay me next time you are here! that’s the kind of relationships of trust you can develop with regulars.

I am researching the Argentinean forums and I liking them more and more. Buenos Aires visitors lovers of saunas, porn theaters, and sex parties, you should check this thread: https://www.escortsxp.com/foro/forum/foro-escorts-hombres/debates-generales-gay/299690-sección-saunas-cines-porno-y-afines-nueva

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2018/feb/16/brazilian-army-rio-de-janeiro-michel-temer AND - DISAPPOINTING, THIS: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2017/sep/12/brazil-queer-art-show-cancelled-protest