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BONUS POST 5: Dos Males o Menos When in Thailand, the process of hiring a boy and taking him out of his boy bar is called “offing”. There are two types of offs. An off is “short-time” if you take the boy out between 15 minutes to 3 hours, usually with just one sex event within that time. Afterwhich the boy goes home, or goes back to his bar if it early enough (to get more customers). The off is called “long-time” if the hire goes over the mythical 3 hour mark, usually with the boy staying over to sleep with you, and may or may not feature an extra sex event or two, usually in the morning when you and/or him has morning wood. The Thai bar boys operate on a flat-rate (similar to Brazil) and not an hourly rate like in the West, so you usually agree on a rate before the off. And oddly, the long-time rate is not a multiple of the short-time rate. I’ve had short-time rates at $40 lasting an hour. And I’ve had long-time rates lasting for 24 hours only paying $75. It depends on the john, the boy, the circumstance, and maybe how nice your hotel room is (usually, if they prefer your bed over their own for the night). So essentially, I initially was only “short-timing” Gabriel at the sauna, with our 20 minutes or so tryst. Then, mid-off, I decided to “long-time” him, which entailed me taking him out of the sauna. There was no “off” fee for him, or the fee to take him out, like in most Thailand gogo bars, so I guess that is advantage Brazil. But there was still the matter what was his “long-time” fee was, in addition to the 200 reais I already gave him earlier. Such things I did not know, and the BoyToy forums are a little vague about what clients pay their companions when outside the confines of the sauna. But there are more urgent matters right now, as I peel off his now familiar speedo off of him. His huge cock, now super hard and pointing upwards, was a treat I just had to indulge on. I sit up to put it in my mouth. It won’t all fit in, but I try anyway. Once I was satisfied, I migrate down to his beautiful ass. It still tasted as good as it was in the sauna, but since I was not on a bed that a thousand client-customer pairs have defiled throughout the years, in a room that has seen so much action and filth, and I was instead in the confines of my own (albeit temporary) comfortable apartment, I was able to spread my wings a little bit wider. And that meant spreading his legs a little bit wider too as well, as I ate him out for a while. His moans of pleasure, and his outstretched hand guiding my head to eat him harder and to navigate me to where he wanted me to focus, all added to the experience. After a while he knew what was coming next. He leaves the bed and disappears to the living room, and returns with a condom, lube pack, and his trusty tube of lidocaine. I take the condom, unwrap it and put it on my cock. He takes both lidocaine and lube up his ass, and gives me the lube packet to oil up my thing. He immediately gets on all fours. I oblige and fuck him like this. After a while I sit down and lean my body on our bed’s headboard. He treats this as his next position, as he stands up and then squats down to take my cock. It was probably weird seeing the two of us like this, because he was the bigger and longer pf us two, and I was the smaller and slighter, but the up-close sight of his heaving body and bulging muscles making this position work for me, was all it took for me to cum in the condom. Still with my cock in him, he jacks himself off. I ever so slightly open my mouth and he sits up to cum in my mouth. Despite the relative complexity of our physical exertions, we definitely did not have to speak the same language to be in-sync sexually. He was a find. My one gripe about this apartment is that the shower is not that big, so we had to take turns in taking showers. He wanted me to go first, MISTAKE #3: so I go to the bathroom and shut the door and take a luxurious shower. Mid-shower Gabriel goes in with a toothbrush and starts brushing his teeth while I was there. I finish, towel dry, and then it was Gabriel’s turn to shower, and my turn to brush my teeth. I leave the bathroom and shut the door and look for my boxer briefs. It did not occur to me then that the time I left Gabriel out there alone, he could have just robbed me and left. He didn’t. While waiting for him to finish I check my phone in the living room. Lots of messages to answer. After some time I see Gabriel emerge from the bedroom, with my 12” iPad Pro in hand. “Posso?” he asks. “Sim,” I say. But of course, MISTAKE #4: all my stuff, including expensive electronics, is just ripe for the picking for Gabriel. But here he was, asking permission to use the iPad Pro. I unlock the device with my thumb, and out pops out YouTube, with the music video of the “Vai Malandra” by Anitta, was playing mid-song: Vai Malandra pretty much has defined my whole stay here in Brazil. This song was release just last December 18, right in the middle of my stay in Sao Paulo. That day I was with my Paulista friend who was a hairdresser, and he was the one who put the song in my YouTube. Later that day it was as if the whole city was exploding with discovery of that song. You could hear it everywhere. And I watched the video transfixed with all the images. There was a lot of things going on in the video, but the best things about it was it shot in the Vidigal favela in Rio. And in particular, the sequence wherein Anitta cavorts with two blonde cariocas, stood out for me: Gabriel played the video and was screaming by the end of this sequence. He clearly wanted me to see this sequence because of the presence of the two bleach blonde cariocas, who kind of looked like him. This shot of the two boys from the back made me realize how much Gabriel looked like them from this angle, gold necklace, tan skin, and everything else (and if the back was more muscular).: The boys were going to jump on this makeshift pool, on a bed of a truck: With Anitta, just vamping at the side: I took my phone and typed in for Gabriel: “You could star in this music video. You look like the blonde boys.” He nods and smiles profusely and flexes a bicep and says “Sim! Mais musculoso!” Indeed. He was mais musculoso than the two boys in the video. And mais lindo. And mais carinhoso. And most likely mais everything else. One last thing from this video, a shot of one of the hunks. If you ever have to imagine what Gabriel looks like, he may look like this (with way more muscle): My favorite part, when he shows his tongue: The full video, in case you can stand Brazilian pop music: Vai Malandra Vai Malandra has followed me from the streets of Sao Paulo, to the malls of Natal, to the nightclubs in Salvador, and now here, in my Ipanema apartment, with my carioca boyfriend for the night, watching it in my iPad Pro. Gabriel talked more about the Vidigal favela, and favelas in general. He says that Vidigal is going through some gentrification, and he googled some photos of the Alto Vidigal Bar and lounge as proof. The bar had some fantastic views of Rio. He told me we should go there sometime. Sigh. Someday. We talk a little bit about a bunch of other things. About my life in the USA. About my trip in Brazil. He tells me about why he is a garoto (the usual tale of poverty and supporting the mother and siblings). He shows me photos of his family. I show him photos of my vacation in Brazil. I showed my whole iPhone photo roll, which contained some risqué photos of the boys I’ve met along the way, and my BF too. He looks at them with some curiosity, and then google translates this: “Sometime, maybe we can get a boy and fuck him together.” I think I am in love. After a few more topics of discussion we decide to go to bed. I told him that the alarm was set at 6 AM because I had a flight to catch. We both sleep in our underwear. He wants to be big spoon, so we cuddle. All the activity today must have gotten to me, because I sleep all the way through and get awoken by the alarm. I suddenly figure out where I was and who I was with. I see Gabriel still fast asleep, his tight body and tan skin glistening. I go to the bathroom to pee. And then after I look around and see that everything is still intact. MISTAKE #5: I find my passport on the table just there ripe for the picking. The AirBNB unit did not have a safe so if Gabriel were to steal it I would be SOL on my flight back to the US today. I figure that if Gabriel was bad, he would have done something by now. I’ve given him so many chances to rob or kill me. I even remember him offering gum after dinner and I just popped it in my mouth. So many mistakes tonight. I hear the toilet flush. I guess Gabriel was up. He emerged and went over to hug and kiss me. “Tudo bem?” he asks. Yes, everything was fine. My time with him was up. I have stretched my time with him as much as I could. I had to pack for my flight. I had to meet up with the AirBNB guy at 9:30 AM. I had to do a million things. But of course, the most important thing I had to do is pay him for the extra time he spent with me. I had no clue what 11 extra hours of time is worth for him. I take out my wallet and fish out 4 50 reais bill. I guess $62 would be enough, in addition of course to his other 200 in the sauna? I had no idea. He pocketed the money without question. I felt bad. Was it too little? I figure I would do the next best thing. I told him I would get him an Uber, so he does not have to wrestle with subways and busses. I hand him my phone and he types in his address. 15 minutes later we get a bite from Uber. 8 minutes away. I give him a big hug. I type in a few goodbye phrases, and he bids me a nice flight, and thanked me for the Uber. 3 minutes away. I kiss him, he kisses back. I go with him to the lobby to bid him goodbye. We get to the gate and the car was there. He gets in and closes the door. He waves one last time before the car took him away. 40 minutes later, this was the fare: It was reasonable, considering the distance. 30 minutes later, as promised, he sends me a video of him skateboarding. It was impressive. 3 weeks later, he would send me photos of him, his brother, and his friends in bathing suits ready to go to the beach. I recognize some of his friends from the sauna. 5 weeks later he sends me 2 photos of his birthday celebration. Turning 23 looks good on him. And now, 7 weeks later, I agree to have him be my travel companion for part of my next Brazil trip in April, which coincides with my birthday. I will spend 3 nights in Sao Paulo and 3 nights in Porto Alegre with him, paying him a flat rate of 300 reais a day, except on my birthday, which he says he is free for me, as a birthday present. And to sweeten the pot, he says this: He will go with me to the sauna and we can fuck boys together. I guess we have a deal. I am starting to like this country.

No good ever came from a statement that starts with "you know I love you BUT...."

I'm always on my knees, so I cant fall down ! Ask Rocky.....

Not everyone is "lovable" Annie... thats' a cross you'll just have to bare !

as some one who has made at least a 100 business trips to Hawaii the last 20 years and been there when the female hookers where all over Waikiki blvd i never found the police ever targeting gays! the 3 main gay bars were very busy and visible as were the guys(picked up a number of service men from all branches) Why would Honolulu start this now?

I shall have to rectify that oversight post-haste..

I have applied my "WWRD" rule to this situation. (What would Ru Do ?)... In my mind she would tell Daddy to go fuck himself and "shove his wretched site".... I see No point of returning at this time.

Go for it Madam... you were always one who favored the "backdoor"

Monik who owns 117 is planning a 20th anniversary party! here is what she posted on FB: Today 27/02/2018 Club 117 by monik turns 20!!! Celebration party will be in may 2018 God willing. He does. I thank all employees, artists, friends and collaborators in general for respect, love, professionalism and dedication. To friends customers, thank you so much for trust and respect. Together, they helped me create this simple, cheerful, cozy space that receives everyone with a mother's heart. Thank you all for believing in my dream of creating a gay club where respect to next, friendship, joy are present at every moment. Thank you for believing in me. After all, being the only woman in the world who owns a respectable gay club, makes me feel the love of being the mother of this dear son who today turns 20 Son that I had the privilege of choosing to have, along with father destiny

Always EAT RIGHT ?

I like the other site, a lot. I think all of the forums offer something for everyone. The amount of traffic and interaction keeps my interest. I could hardly call the political forum "mindnumbingly stupid". If that's what someone sees, then they're not reading or paying attention. The lounge always has something of interest to post on, and the gallery...ahhh the gallery. It just never disappoints. The variety is amazing and (Grandma we miss you) and Adam Smith's posts are irreplaceable, but such that is life. I am just thankful that he has found a home, where I can check in from time to time, to get my daily dose of enlightenment... That said, I personally like some sort of control. I think rules are for the betterment of the community. There are occasion when the old man goes too far, but I don't personally see it as limiting what I post or what I see. He's deleted some threads, that needed to be deleted, and permanently banned members that most certainly needed to be banned. There is a lack of transparency as to how he goes about enforcing rules and regs, and that is frustrating, and perhaps that's a negative, but in the end, it is his site, and sometimes you have to take the good with the bad. Looking back over the time that I've been there, it is clearly a more civil place to post, and I think that has brought more traffic. I don't expect people to agree with me...but I enjoy posting there, and I always have hope that Grandma decides to return, if for nothing else to keep Bozo, Rockymount, Kippy, and all the other right wing nut jobs in place... (And I would have come to NYC if life permitted.)

Well Lucky, there's slime, and then there's SLIME !

None, so long as I was buying their rounds too. Falling splat down was the normal order there.

Dear working boys, If you are planning a working trip to Hawaii, be careful. The local police is currently running sting operations, arresting and prosecuting professionals. Be cautious.

LGBTQIO

Adam hon, THIS is how you ADVERTISE it !

NO ????

Hi there is no issue taking guys to hotel its more that you have more space and privacy in a villa and your own pool and the whole villa scene it’s quite unique to Bali so I recommend trying out for the experience. There are endless villas on Airbnb to rent. I stay at a really nice place called heavenly villa amore bali owned by some gay European guys. It’s not in the area I mentioned by has a gay massage place at end of the stree!! And it’s cheap to get around bali in taxis or uber. Hope you had a great time. Banana spa is the most sexually oriented massage place m2 spa is the best imho. The spa at Paul’s place is also good and can include sex. Am sure u will have a great time and u won’t be alone either for pay or for free. The dancers at the 2 main gay bars are normally up for fun as well btw. Can’t wait to hear how you like it. On the non sex front make sure you go to Sunday’s beach club (or take a boybthere for the day - so nice!)

@AdamSmith has never said he loved me... He said he cared about me, but not that he loved me, and cared is not the same thing as love. MsAnn makes an appointment with her therapist.

I'm not bitter, and I am not blaming them.... I tried, they werent interested, so I dont want to make anything official and possibly have 1 or 2 people show up to a dinner that will be unfulfilling for them due to lack of attendance. And since I am not the only one that failed at pulling off this event, I dont feel bad about it. It's kinda like the excitement you initially feel at eatting a corn dog at a carnival, but after you eat it, it just lies there. I was stupid, needy and desperate, and kept crawling back to a place I wasnt welcome and a man who was probably laughing at me while pulling my puppet strings. I have clarity now, and my need has passed . I appreciate that you tried to help, but the whole thing was DOA on take-off.....

Larstrup, you know I love you, but @Latbear4blk has always been on the level, and in support of sex workers and porn performers. No cause to doubt his bona fides in his warning here. I am just curious what local, political (no doubt), situations may be driving this new police-dept.-level (likely) surge of 'enforcement.'

Turbulence ahead... The seat belt sign is still on.

I am currently seeking a NEW cabin ! (PS - How did YOU know ?)

Actually I was more thinking of the site's ultimate Watcher of Inbound IP Addresses...

Well then, how do they expect us to get LEI'D ????

So now you are calling me stupid. I think I can distinguish pretended from real intelligence. I am sorry you two hate each other. I am capable of having a respectful relationship with both of you and most of my personal experience disprove both your take on each other. He is indeed a very intelligent human being. You are proving so. You think he is a troll. What trolls need is being recognized and talked to and about. He has not participated in this thread and we are in the 4th page and still going. I am fine with it, I like him and I think he may be an interesting conversation topic. But you think he is a troll. I think he is outsmarting you in this game.

Numazu, great report! Agree with Tom that it is one of the most detailed reports I've read. You are a great writer. Do you have to leave us hanging each time? LOL

Part 3 of 4: Climbing Corcovado After he takes the room key from the counter, he asks me if I needed condoms and lube. I nod and he gets handed some by the employees. He takes my hand again and leads me downstairs. I thought the rooms were upstairs? Anyways we weave through the throng of guys and customers and he leads me to the rooms in the back. He uses the key and opens the door to one of the rooms. What I saw inside reminded me of the massage parlor rooms in Bangkok. It was a minimalist room with a big bed in the middle and an en-suite bathroom. I try not to think about the hundreds and thousands of customer/client pairs that have used the bed for passion, and just focused on the task at hand, which was standing in front of me, waiting for me to get settled. I followed his lead. He leans over to kiss me. Because of the height disparity (he is 6’1, I am 5’7, I am used to this as the BF is 6’2), I had to get on my tippy toes to kiss. Very deep, very wet, very hot. But this position was awkward. I grab his broad shoulders and spin him towards the bed and sit him down on it. I sit on his lap and we continue kissing. He puts a hand on my back and gently strokes it. He stops and grabs me to lay me down the bed, and then stands up to take off his speedo. I take off my towel too. He joins me on the bed and starts kissing and grabs my cock and strokes it. I guess we are not showering before the deed. I showered before coming here, and I am assuming he is immaculately clean. He proceeds to suck me off. Pretty good, not the best I’ve had, but the accompanying visuals were awesome. He looks good in any angle, as any handsome 22 year old with zero body fat and genetics predisposed to muscle, would be. I grab his cock, now semi-hard, and growing fast. Pretty soon I had a monster in my hands. I was glad he was versatile, because taking that cock was just impossible for me. He was still sucking when I take my hands to his ass. Nice and round, and very muscular, I find his hole and start massaging. I take a finger and wet it in my mouth. I slide a finger in. Man, that hole was warm. I position myself to get a better look of his ass. I start rimming. The ass and all its glorious wonder alone was worth the price of admission. After a while I stop rimming and just initiate body contact. He was pretty receptive to my licks and touches and pretty much was ok with me having my way with him. He strokes my cock again and points to the condoms and lube. I guess it was time to fuck. He gets off the bed to get the little packets and then hands me the condom to put on my cock. He then takes this little tube he had hiding in his speedo, squeezes it and puts what came out it in his ass. I ask what the little tube was and he hands it to me: It was a tube of Lidocaine. I guess he wanted to numb the pain of anal sex. BUT, I am not that big so I don’t know what he was worried about. He opens the lube packet and puts it in his butt with the lidocaine already in there. He then puts out his lubed hand and greases up my condom-sheathed cock, which was standing in attention. He then gets down on all fours next to me and gives me a thumbs up. I guess he was ready for the Numazu ride. I get up and turn him over so he was lying on his back. This is my favorite position, because I want to see the guy’s face when I fuck him. I position myself, take his legs on my shoulders, and start putting it in. I go in slowly, and he starts squinting, as if wincing in pain. I pull out. I gotta warm up this baby. I took the lube packet and put more lube on my cock and my fingers. I slide in one finger and get him comfortable with it. I put in two, and after some resistance, I was all in. More lube on my cock, and I tried again. Slowly, he was still wincing, but I was slowly able to get it all in without him wincing in agony. Some slow thrusts, and then faster ones, and we were on our way. While I was pounding him I looked at the majesty of what 150 R got me. His face, still handsome even if he was slightly uncomfortable, was able to crack a smile when he realized I was staring at him. He had a killer smile. I leaned over to kiss him as I continued my exertions. Upright once again, I admire the rest of him. His olive skin tone was exquisite, something that can only exist in the delicious genetic soup that is Brazil. No doubt with regular visits to the beach, the skin tone made every ripple of muscle stand out. The physical exertion of getting fucked made his vein vascularity pop out. His chest just had the perfect amount of flesh and muscle that they bounced with every thrust I take. And his abs, contracting and expanding with the labored breathing he took while taking me, were amazing. I put a hand on his 8-pack, enjoying the feel of genetic perfection. All this visual stimulation, coupled of course with the fact that he was tight as fuck, got me to cum fairly quickly. I stayed in him for a while, catching my breathe, as he stroked my arm. I pull out, slowly (he winced again), and pull out the condom and quickly dispatch of it in the bathroom. I get back and lay beside him, asking “Gozar?” Of course I wanted him to cum. And I knew what he was going to say next: “50 reais?” I say “Sim!” without even thinking about it. $15 to witness an orgasm may be unnecessary for some, but I wanted to see it. While laying down I motion to him using my arms, that I wanted him to sit on my tummy, and to cum on my chest. I wanted to see up close every muscle twitch, every vein contraction, every penis pump. An intimate audience only appropriately appreciates such perfection. He plops his still warm and raw ass on my tummy, and starts the show. He jerks off with his right hand, and he puts his left hand behind his head, revealing his gorgeous pit. Oh yeah he has done this before and knows what sells. He then alternates with his left and right hand, and sometimes uses both hands, to do the deed. And then it comes: he leans forward, balances himself by setting his left hand next to my head, and cums on my neck and face. When he gets his bearings back he looks at his handiwork, and smears some of the cum off my face. I didn’t care. It can stay there all day. He points to the shower and I reluctantly get up and followed his cute butt to the bathroom. And then the fantasy disappears. Yikes, I’m in a sauna, where hundreds to thousands of men have had sex on the bed, have walked these floors, have used the showers. I put on my Havaiianas and pray that I don’t get anything from being barefoot. We shower together, and take turns soaping each other’s backs. I take one more feel of his hole before we turn the water off and dry ourselves. He puts his speedos back on and sits on the bed. I join him and he starts typing on his phone. He shows it to me and it was google translate, asking how long I was going to be here. I take the phone from him and tell him that it was my last night. And tomorrow I was going back to the US. He thinks about this for a minute and then motions to the door. I guess we have come to the end of our programa. I wrap the towel around my waist and we leave the room. We head back to the lockers and I unlock mine to get my wallet. I take 4 fifty real notes from it and hand it to him. He takes it and puts it in his speedos and thanks me. He then just stood there, waiting for me to say something. Throwing caution to the wind, I came up with a wild idea. I take my phone and saw that it was almost 8 PM (and some messages from the BF, I guess he was needing some attention). I look for Google Translate and start typing. I show it to him and he says: “Sim!” with no hesitation. I asked him if he wanted to join me for dinner tonight. I followed it up with: but don’t you need more customers tonight? He answers that he was done for the day. He asks me what part of Rio I was staying at. I tell him I was staying in a condo in Ipanema. He then tells me that he needed to leave at around 11:30 PM to catch the subway and bus back to his house. I told him no problem; he will be home before then. He motions that he had to go to put on some clothes and will be right back. I say yes and I put on my own clothes and make sure all of my stuff was still there (it was). I toss the wet towel in one of the bins and sit myself down to answer messaged from the BF. I look up and see that there were still some new customers coming in and getting into towels. It was going to be a busy night for the boys. I felt that my boy could at least get a few more hundred reais. Oh well. I am sure he very popular and recoup it in other nights. After a few more minutes of waiting he emerges in a very nice white tank top, purple shorts, skater sneakers and checkered socks that went up to mid-calf. On any other guys this would be a crazy outfit combination. But on him, with his skin tone, musculature, legs and face, it all worked. He has his little whore tote bag on his shoulder (I’m guessing it has a toothbrush, deodorant, condom and lube packets, and his tube of lidocaine, and enough cash to get home). We get on the main floor and I see all the boys I am leaving behind. This was a good-looking lot. One boy after another: handsome, muscular, dashing, hung. Having seen it with my own eyes, I can surely say that the hype is fully justified. The legend of Brazilian Sauna boys that has been in my head all this years is as accurate and real as what I thought it would be, and what the pages of the BoyToy forum has cracked it up to be. Yes guys, it is worth it to fly all this way to get this quality of dick. Because it is cheap, there was a lot of it, and it’s really really good. We head over to the counter and I settle my bill. Things were hazy at this point, having just come off a high from the sex, but I think I was charged 90-something reais ($28) for the use of the room, as well as the condoms and lube, and maybe an entrance fee too, I am not sure. Overall, I spent more or less $100 for a couple of hours of watching, cruising, and sexing, some Brazilian boys. Not bad. While waiting for my change I call an Uber. We wait in the empty hallway outside the main door till I see on my phone that the Uber is closeby. We head out, see the car waiting for us, and duck in the back seat. The driver repeats the address on his phone. I confirm the destination and we were on our way. I look at my boy and he smiles at me. And like clockwork, he sits closer, takes my hand in his and we spend the whole ride this way. This was gonna be good. The night is not done, as I made some mistakes… next.

Great report. I had forgotten how ugly that building is from the outside. On the inside, it is nice and I always enjoy it but from the outside, it would not look like something I would want to enter.