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Comments like that just make someone taking an incredible amount of time to give DETAILED reports the feeling of "why do I bother"......you're not him, is his thread, is well written and I don't think many (if any) find his writing style boring. Actually, it might give some people the balls to go rent a car and explore a little more. And if you find it boring, just go to the next thread......

Floridarob, you get my favorite quote of the day award! Agree 100% with every word.

After a long thinking and after today's visit i decided to downgrade my rating for Sauna Lagoa in SP. From a solid 8.5 it goes down to a 6.5. The reason is a combination of things. First of all i begin to think that this sauna is kinda a private harem for just a few people. Let me explain that. Lagoa today maybe did have around 50 boys. I would say that 5 of them were the AAA guys we've been talking about on this forum many times (which i still think they have nothing more than the AAA guys at 117). 35 of them are the hot guys you will find at 117 during Tuesdays. But what Lagoa also has (a unique feature compared to Rio saunas), is the 10 crappy and pushy boys that would need to pay me to fuck instead. The AAA guys here are ALWAYS talking to their fuckin sugar daddies. So you have to be very quick and smart to get them. This is quite a non sense for me. All this effort to get to pay to get fucked by a guy...to be realistic 90% of the times is like if these guys are ghosts. The general attitude here is also very different from Rio. Not that i care, but here customers can be more attention whores than the guys. So in the end what is Lagoa? Just a normal sauna with good facilities, bad attitude, quite expensive also. It does have very hot guys, but if you have to come to SP just for Lagoa...emh.......

A poster in another thread said part of the appeal of going to a sauna is the feeling like you are a celebrity rock star being chased by hot groupies. The frustrating part about Lagoa is this doesn’t happen there. Or at least not in the same way it does at 117. Yes, you will get chased - by the lower tier guys. Meanwhile, the one you are really interested in can act quite aloof, as likeohmygod has noticed. At Lagoa, unknown quantities are often viewed with indifference. An “elite” Lagoa boy chasing you? Nope. Not going to happen. Most likely the attitude you get will be “prove you are worth my time.” Most of the “elite” boys won’t even show their cock publicly. To be clear, when I say elite I am referring to only about 10% of the guys there. Some of these guys don’t work at Lagoa in the normal sense (they only show up fully clothed during shows) I remember trying to talk to one guy who was so incredibly rude - worse than any barbie you would encounter at The Week. Most of these types have some kind of sugar daddy that supports them and are only interested in high-yield clients. That being said, there are still plenty of hot guys to be had at Lagoa who are friendly and good in bed. If I get a sense of any attitude from a Lagoa boy I immediately peace out and find another (ultimately the numbers are on our side - out of 50 it isn’t hard to find 1 or 2 for the night). But I understand the frustration of seeing that one gorgeous guy who won’t give you the time of day.

By shit, I hope you mean postings. I had a bad experience in Amsterdam with real shit, so I try to avoid it as much as possible and my outlook on shit actually changed after experience. And @AdamSmith love you as well!

I am not very fond of fundamentalisms. In this kind of community, I think the general expectation should be that the mods should not edit content, and in editing content I include splitting threads. However, I think there are circumstances that may allow or even ask for the mods' intervention. The general expectation should be that the OP sets the topic and we all respect that frame. However, a thread may naturally flow through an array of subjects without violating the OP's intention. And we could continue listing how each one of the rules in the forum should be ignored or twisted to actually respect the very spirit of the rule that we are violating. It reminds me to my recent time out from Daddy's. So my point is I agree with @AdamSmith, it is extremely important to respect the content, but I disagree when he poses it as a fundamental, I would say sacred (holy is a little bit too much, but just a little tiny bit) principle. To me, everything depends on the circumstances. So rather than discussing whether or not threads should be split, I would debate whether or not @TotallyOz made the right decision by splitting this specific thread in this specific circumstances.

I had a gastric sleeve done at Bumrungrad in December 2017. I thought others might like to hear my experience. First, I spent a lot of time researching and talking to my doctor. He recommended a surgeon for me and I met with him. I liked him and we set a date for the preoperative procedures which included sending a camera down my throat and heart exam, etc. The throat exam was done under anesthesia and thus I remember nothing. But, all the doctors I met with signed off on the procedure so it was a go. The cost for the surgery was estimated at 650,000-700,000 Thai-Baht which included 4 nights in the hospital. The procedure itself took 2 hours. I was in the post op room for 2 more hours and then in my room. The doctors and nurses took great care of me in the room. The first night was very uncomfortable but not a great deal of pain. They did have me on pain killers. It was hard to sleep though although I felt I got more sleep in those 4 days than ever in my life. I had two doctors that checked in on me daily. The nurses were never more than one minute away if I pressed the button. They were professional and the room was great. I opted for a single room and it had a table and chairs and a sofa. It allowed me to move from my bed to different places in the room during the day to sit and read email, etc. The hospital Internet was great and never went down. The food was very bland as I was on an all liquid diet but that was expected. When the doctor released me, I felt fine and no pain. I had to go back to the doctor two times the first week to have the stitches removed and get checked. All was good and after those two visits, I was told to come back in one month. They put me on an all liquid diet and it has been fine. After 2 weeks of surgery I lost 25 pounds. Last week was the 4 month mark and I have lost 100 pounds since December. It has been an easy transition and much easier than I expected. I had little pain and little discomfort after a week or two. I have adjusted to real food but smaller portions. I am now swimming one hour per day and it has been healthy for me. I walk much better and am so much more active. My sex drive is up and I decided to start PrEP as there are just too many sexy Thai guys that need my assistance. My pants sizes are down and I feel better than I have in many years. It was a very good gamble for me to get the surgery. I am quite happy with the results. I can't express how much I recommend Bumrungrad. If others are interested in the doctor's name, PM me and I'll be happy to share. He not only did a great job but he made it easier than expected and I have had 3 friends use him and all had excellent experiences.

All the mystery hoopla about IHOP changing its name is now a done deal.... IHOP, who has decided to rebrand as IHOB, better know as International House of Burgers.... WTF ? BURGERS ???? I wont be eatting a burger at 7 am after an all-nighter at the sex club.... My body needs pancakes and syrup.... This should be interesting....

The Crimes That Fueled a Fantastic Brazilian Museum https://goo.gl/NNMGe7

Boring might be the future. https://www.boringcompany.com/

Hahahaha ... double entendre? Tart, you're anything but boring. OK, done and dusted (a Tartegonian expression)

Some people will always Derail a thread, and then others will pick at its carcass once its off the track... (I've always been a Carcass kinda Girl !)

Erm, at the risk of creating more anomosity, the problem I have with the format is not so much with the OP's descriptives. But he has elected day-by-accounts installations that take time to assemble, partly due to detail inclusion. It worked better earlier in the first trip due to some suspense that emerged. The writing style is fun but I would be more riveted and absorb the tone better if it were one continuous post without an extensive array of questions and comments in between. If the OP specifically wants his intermissions filled with sponsor announcements, I am OK with that, but I would then hope to know when the oeuvre is complete and bingeable. This is not Dynasty circa 1981 at the local gay watering hole. Or Elena Ferrante's Neapolitan quadrilogy. One "ask" that I would put forward is that commentators spend more time describing erotic experiences in keeping with the Board's mandate. This in place of jumping all over somebody else's basically inocuous remark. The OP has also specifically asked for feedback about whether to continue, having previously received favourable responses earlier in the year. There is an emoji 'reaction' procedure in place. To my way of thinking, if you ask "please sir, would you like some more?", then you are potentially inviting critique in either direction. Numazu is a mature savvy adult who has game, and in every other respect does not seem to require an explicit, identifiable fan base, right? (Right?). In this case, no need to paternalize him by taking up a cause he himself has not necessarily initiated. He has the prerogative, like anyone else, to tell our dear tart (who happened this one time to go a little unsavoury yet not treacle ... and yes do tell the calorie counter results) or others to 'piss off'. And now we are really genuinely into topic-splitting territory.

Okay this long overdue but here are some reflections from my trip to Rio last month. In summary, it was a fantastic trip that was ruined by one particularly traumatic experience. I will post in 4 or 5 instalments. Part 1 Club 117 (Went on a Tuesday and Thursday) I liked the place - decent selection of boys. On my first visit, I picked a white 22 year old, around 5 ft 9, with a great body. Took a bit of courage to approach him but he was super friendly and gave me a firm handshake. He was transitioning from an athletic body type that you see in young guys to one that is more muscular, as you see in guys in their mid twenties. He wore these dark rimmed glasses and had this facial scruff on his strong jawline which made him incredibly hot in a nerdy kind of way. He told me he wanted 120 which I agreed to. In bed, we fooled around, lots of body contact, cuddling, stroking. Lots of kissing – deep kissing with tongues. I loved licking his trail of hair leading to his insanely thick, girthy cock which was truly a pleasure to suck (with a condom). I enjoyed licking and sucking his balls but they were also huge – could not fit them both in my mouth. I chose not to cum as I felt that the night was young, and I thought I might want to sample other guys. I tipped him 50. This was a wise decision because I just decided to hire him again (the very same night), and found him very eager to please. In the second iteration, I tried to have him fuck me BUT there was no way I could "accommodate" him so I fucked him instead. Tried lots of positions, and finally came inside him (in a condom!) whilst fucking him missionary and kissing him at the same time. I loved it - there is no way I could ever replicate this kind of experience where I am from with an escort. On my second visit, I went with an older (25 yo) 6ft muscle stud with a designer beard. He asked for 150 – I didn’t bother haggling as he truly was quite stunning. He had great genetics – big chest, big arms. After a period of muscle worshipping, I asked him to suck me. Although he proceeded to do so, I didn’t really enjoy it (it was a really half hearted attempt on his part). I then decided I wanted to be fucked but again was in the same situation as on my previous visit - this guy was just too big. I came by having him rub his cock on mine. Having been with atleast 5 guys at Club 117 (and I know I can’t make a valid statistical inference from such a small sample size) it seems to me that most of these guys are XXL. Being more of a bottom, I was left disappointed at not being able to get fucked, each and every visit. I will share my experiences of Thermas Lagoa in the next installment.

To be honest, some of the dick sizes I had from Grindr in Brazil were quite disappointing.

In keeping with, and respecting Oz's new "civility" mandate, this is as Civil as I can get about the above post.... It might seem like I DO, but.....

The good thing is that the effort needs to be made only once - usually after you have finally pinned down the elusive guy and taken him to a suite, the next time you see him he will come over and say hi right away. As far as costs, I don’t think Lagoa is any more expensive than the Rio saunas. Mon- Thurs entrance at Lagoa was only 50 reals and a room 15 reals for a total of 65. On free cabin nights Point 202 charges 60.

Up until I came across and read this article, I assumed that Inhotim was owned by Eike Batista, another Brazilian mining magnate that run afoul of capriciously enforced Brazilian law.

Oh come on lat, give us a break here. EVERY thread NEEDS a little bitching. Otherwise its just a lot of Fake news and proselytizing from uninformed people with too much time on their hands. .

Tissue? I think we need a paper towels roll.

Lucky, i think now you are stirring your brain and NOT the pot ? Lars comment was to RH and not to latbear, and the comment WAS kinda accurate. I know you have latched onto OZ's Kum-by-yah philosophy about kindness and civility, but at least direct it to the right place ! (and let's see how long it last's before to go back to being that trouble-making bitch ! )

i am not sure i understand the distinction between “garotos de programa” and “working guys” described above? are they not interchangeable terms?

Next thread? I can't wait for Numazu's next post! Keep 'em coming! (I think he does that, too!)

I don't like scat but I love piss! Truly.

@TotallyOz you know I love you, and always have. I will keep putting my shit here, joyfully.

Could be an east coast thing....Tropixxx in FTL. Yes I have a VIP card, and senior discounts are honored

Well, I have been splitting topics since 2006. I normally just message the poster and say it was off topic but I liked the idea and started a new topic with his post. That has always worked well. That said, all must remember that in a topic about my trip to Thailand, to then change to the topic of boys in Brazil and stay on the Brazil subject makes it difficult for others to follow and also frustrating to the original poster. Who is going to go to the Asia forum to find info about Brazil boys? (other than FloridaRob who likes both). Members create content. It is truly, greatly appreciated. Rarely, if ever do we put things in the Sandbox. Ever rarer to ban a user. We are pretty fucking lenient. But, that does not mean this is the wild west where anything goes. I see the value in a well run board and honestly, I do a piss poor job at moderating as I do not believe 99% of posts need moderating. However, there are always exceptions to the rule. Once in Brazil, I was in the cafe Coriginas (sp) and talking to a group about how stupid it would be for anyone to take a boy from the streets. Insanity, I called it. I stuck to my point and we had a great conversation as I only hired guys from the saunas. Then, across the street came this beautiful lad that caught my eye as he was walking across the street. I got up, walked over to say hi to him, chatted for less than 3 minutes and asked him to go to my hotel with me. I then returned to my table and my friends whom I had just argued with, looked at me and I said, "there are always exceptions to any rule." The guy, Richard, stayed with me for weeks on that trip and future trips and attended at least 2 carnivals with me and at least 100 3-ways. I had a great time with him. But, had I been so rigid that the rule was inflexible, I would not have fucked one of the sweetest asses I ever laid my hands on. Moral to the story: Sweet asses can be found in the most unusual of places. Or, boytoy is very lenient in 99% of posts but very firm in not deleting or banning members unless they are the one sweet boy that crosses the road and an exception must be made. See how I framed both about the boy?

I read it with interest, having visited INHOTIM last December and being unaware of these aspects of its history ... who is surprised about shady dealings in any context regarding Brasil? However, I was put off by the writer's early comment about the subject having a yellowed beard due to smoking. This kind of gratuitous remark is foolish and manipulative. Poor editing. If it was meant to be metaphorical regarding land contamination it missed the mark. I am vehemently opposed to cigarettes, but the article subject's whitish beard is the same colour as his hair and the beard is kept trim. It would be a challenge to tar it up. The man behind the beard has enough aspersions, however legit, cast against him without this stupid low blow regarding physical attributes.

I know the Jesuits well. Several are dear friends. Still, I wouldn't want the Jesuits running an internet forum where the subject of the forum is escorts.

Honey, Stick to your Guns.....

Wow. A road trip via rental car in Brazil. You are an adventurous soul. I loved the photos of the city and saw instantly the German touches.

@numazu1 Thank you for the wonderful accounts of your stay. feel like i'm there and enjoying the trip with you!

Please keep writing @numazu1 I enjoy your reports.

Dude, I am afraid of heights. You would never see me on top of anything (unless a bed in right below me and then I do get flexible).

Day 5.5: Alegre With Gabriel accounted for and boarding commencing for our flight on Azul Airlines, I started to get really excited about Porto Alegre. Not so much for the city itself, as I’ve heard not so good things about it from my Portuguese professor, but really for the nearby cities Gramado and Canela. Yes, there is a sauna in PA, but with my garoto-takeout ready to go with me, I had less incentive to go to the sauna. But I will go tonight, I promise. Gabriel did not have a carry-on with him, so I assumed he just checked his baggage in Rio. He took my roller bag carry-on though, I guess to help me, and I appreciated the gesture. Pretty soon we got seated, me getting the window seat, and Gabriel taking the middle seat. He looked so giddy happy and excited. He tried to hug me while we were sitting. It was kind of cute. He didn’t care who was watching. I squeezed his thigh. He placed his hand on mine. He just didn’t care about the PDA. Just like that first night in Rio, in the Uber leaving Club 117. This was off to a good start. During the flight, Gabriel and I talked what has been happening since we spoke last. We have been talking through Whatsapp pretty regularly, so we more or less knew what was happening in each other’s lives.. He talked about his previous flight, which was his first, and arriving 3 and half hours early at the airport this morning, because he was so paranoid with missing his flight. I did talk about Sao Paulo and Marcos and my time there, as well as what I thought about Sao Paulo (all positive). Gabriel then commented on how much better I was speaking in Portuguese. That meant the world to me of course. When I first met him last trip, I had to rely heavily on Google Translate. It made the conversations less spontaneous and candid. And now I was able to (more or less) prattle on about my Sao Paulo foibles without reaching for my phone. I knew my verb conjugation was for shit, and my vocabulary was still limited, but having been in Brazil for 5 days now, and hanging out with Marcos who would occasionally insist on us talking in Portuguese to help me learn, prepared me for Gabriel. I was beyond happy with this complement. I told him I will be coming back to Rio in 4 months. I promised him my Portuguese will even be better when I see him in Rio next time. Just a few words about Azul Airlines: they have their shit together. The fare was not that expensive, the flight left on time (a few minutes early in fact), pretty pleasant experience during the flight, and the entertainment system had a DirecTV-esque interface with a lot of offerings. And the food was pretty cool. For this short flight they had about 4 snacks to choose from, 2 sweet and 2 salty. Gabriel and I got all 4, plus a drink. What was cool about it was all snacks were Azul branded: Pretty soon we were landing in PA. It was a gloomy and rainy day: We did not have to wait long at baggage claim to get Gabriel’s bag. I turn on the Uber App and put in our AirBNB’s address. I chose getting an AirBNB condo instead of a hotel mainly for the price. I got a cool one-bedroom unit in a condo high-rise for about half of what I could get for a hotel with similar quality. It was located in the Bom Fim “bairro” of Porto Alegre, which was situated next to the historic center and nightlife. The host of the AirBNB was a SuperHost, and pretty responsive and helpful to my questions, and an excellent English speaker. We get from the airport to the AirBNB, it was 16 reals, or $4.50: Check-in was easy, we just got the keys from security in the front. Security didn’t even ask for our identification. He just asked what unit we were renting (it was in the welcome message from the host), and gave us our keys. The unit was in the 9th floor. The unit itself looked very modern and there were a lot of tasteful décor. There were two bathrooms, which I always think is an excellent idea, and a queen-size bed in the bedroom. The host even had welcome snacks for us, which Gabriel and I immediately devoured, because we were pigs. When we were settled in, Gabriel did something he did last time we met, take off all his clothes except for his underwear, to hangout. Do cariocas automatically want to disrobe? They live in eternal summer in Rio, and beaches are usually a second home to them. I guess even in the rainy and gloomy south it is still hard to break old habits. He joins me in looking out the window, looking down over PA. He asks me what I wanted to do today. I told him we can check out Sauna Mezzaninu tonight. He pulls me close. I could feel his bulge behind me. I reach for it. It was hard. Damn it lol. He wanted it. I turn around and get a good look at his body. He looked tanner than before. And his body was more muscular and more lean at the same time, than before. I asked him if he has been going to the gym more these days. He said yes, and he said he was much more disciplined with eating. He wanted to become a fitness model, he said, and needed to shape up if he was going to get photo shoots. We shower together, in the en-suite bathroom in the bedroom. We start there, and then graduate to the bed. Kissing, sucking, rimming, more kissing. He asks if I had condoms and lube. I tell him to get his lidocaine to numb the pain of bottoming. He said he forgot to bring it, but it didn’t matter he said. I suited up. He sat on it. It took him a while to get used to the feeling. It was off to the races after that. I came in the condom. He came in my mouth. We lay on the bed for a while, catching our breathe, talking about sex with other people. He tells me about customers, I tell him about my Sao Paulo hookup. He says he rarely has sex for fun anymore, and preserves whatever energy and fluids he has for work. That’s probably why he is single, he opines. Too many bills to pay, too much time partying on free days, too little time to focus on one person. We shower again. We were both hungry (again) after sex, so we head out to Uber to the nearest mall, which was Moinhos Shopping. During dinner Gabriel asks me again on what I wanted to do tonight. After talking about a few options we decided that since it was rainy, there wasn’t a lot we could do outside, but there were indoor activities we could do, including checking out Sauna Mazzaninu. It was 6:30 PM by the time we finished dinner, probably primetime hour to go to a sauna, so we get an Uber to the sauna. We get to the location. It was already dark but the street was amply lit, and the façade of the sauna had the sign “Mezzaninu”, indicating that we were indeed in the correct place. Uber is still pretty good with knowing where to go in Brazil. There were some parked cars in the front, so that was a good sign. We go in and get to the reception area, where a heavy-set man greeted us. He asks us for our names. I tell him my real name, Gabriel gives him his “nome de sauna,” which I found interesting. I guess it was just automatic to him. We get our keys and then we were off to explore. We go in the premises and find the place deserted. Gabriel looks at me with a look of “where is everyone?” To our right were the locker rooms. There was a lone young guy sitting on one of the benches. Was he a garoto? He doesn’t seem like the typical garoto. He was cute I guess. Was he a customer? Gabriel looks at me again and shrugs. We do not bother changing yet. We wanted to see what the deal was. There was a long hallway leading up to a big room. It had chairs, and tables that were big enough to be restaurant size. Was it a restaurant? To the left was the bar with a lone bartender. To the far left was an obvious stage. Noone was dancing. To the right was an huge shower enclosed in glass. Noone was showering. There were a sprinkling of customers scattered in the area. Where were the boys? Gabriel and I sit at the far end of the hall. He asks me if I wanted to drink anything. I told him I just wanted a water for now. He goes to the bar and comes back with two water bottles. I guess he didn’t want to drink alcohol either. Up above we see a second floor, and there were two younger looking guys in towels leaning on the railing. They were lean, almost twink like. Cute-ish. Garotos perhaps? Gabriel sees them as well, and asks me if I thought the two were garotos. I said I had no idea. Gabriel then says that the place has a weird vibe. He said he was expecting a sauna like Club 117 in Rio where he worked. He said the boys there are more aggressive, and will chat up customers instantly, even as they enter the door. Here, he said, you can’t tell who the garotos were, because you were not greeted by any of them. It was just weird to him. Maybe it is the Carioca in him. And maybe cariocas are more demonstrative, more assertive, more outgoing. Maybe in the south of Brazil, people are more subtle. Whatever it was, he was not liking it. He asks me if I wanted to fuck any of the garotos we have seen so far. I told him I didn’t even know f they were garotos. He laughs at this, almost too loudly. Some of the customers glance at him. I did notice that the customers were staring at him. He was easily the hottest guy in the premises. He is a Rio garoto after all. I tell him that maybe he should get customers here. From the looks of things he would earn a lot of money. He laughs and shakes his head. “I am on vacation,” he says. “No work for me tonight.” After 20 minutes of watching paint dry we decide to go upstairs to check out the rest of the sauna. We get to the second floor, and it looked like it was where the private rooms were. We get to the third floor and it was a roof top bar/dancing area of sorts. The two garotos were there, talking to the bartender. It was still drizzling, so there was no one else there. No customers. So why were the garotos hiding up here? At this point Gabriel and I just entertain ourselves. We talk about plans for the next few days. I show him photos on my phone of Sao Paulo, and past vacations like Bogota and Cartagena. He lifts up his sweater to show me a new tattoo, which was on the middle left area of his back. It was pretty and suits him. I notice the garotos staring at him as he lifts up his shirt. I take off his sweater completely. We continue our conversation with him shirtless. We had to entertain each other. After 20 minutes he asks me one last time if I wanted to get a garoto here so we can fuck him. He said he really wants to top someone. I looked at the garotos and told him that maybe we can try again to go here Friday night, when it was a guarantee at least to have more life than tonight, a Tuesday. We finish our waters and head down to reception. The receptionist gives us our total, entrance fee plus two waters. I gave him 100 reals and I think I got 25 reals back. I call an Uber. While we wait, Gabriel goes behind me and hugs me. I stroke his arms, as we stare at my phone waiting for the Uber. Over my shoulder, Gabriel asks the receptionist if Friday night was better here. The receptionist says yes, and remarks that the rain coupled with Tuesdays made it a slow night. That was understandable. We get our Uber. It was about $2.75 to get home. We cuddle the whole night. I let him fuck me. Someone had to take one for the team. Tomorrow, Gramado. Today, my tally improves: Sauna: 1Laziness: 1Hot boy tour of the city: 2Act of god: 1

its like watching a telenovela

Oh, Lord, was that ever painful to read. I understand panicking. In that situation, I would have: started shouting; walked out the door; pretended I was going to the 24 hour ATM and then ditch the dude, or report him to building security/doorman once I was downstairs...or, ideally, rejected him when he showed up and didn't match his pics. Please do post his photo.

Post the con-artists picture here and out him. It’s clear him and his female accomplice are doing this regularly to unsuspecting foreigners. Hiring guys is not illegal in brazil, and his threat to call the police was a bluff. But I understand the situation was scary and in the moment you weren’t sure how to react. As I mentioned in a previous thead, a garoto pointed out some guys at Lagoa who he claimed had been in jail. Outside the sauna setting, things can unfortunately get out of control. Latinddude posted a few days ago about a different garoto who went to his hotel, refused to perform and stole his cologne. Did he know you were closeted? That might have emboldened him to think you would be more susceptible to blackmail

Part 2 Thermas Lagoa - went on a Sunday Thermas Lagoa teaming with garotos on the Sunday I visited. I can be a bit indecisive so it was hard to pick someone but I eventually settled for a hot black guy in his early/mid thirties who spoke good English. It was nice having a conservation with him as none of the other garotos seemed to speak a word on English. He mentioned that he was married and had a daughter (WTF??). He had an incredible physique (told me he was a personal trainer). I ask him if he kisses, and he then proceeded to give me a minute long demonstration which was amazing. I decided to go with him straight away. So we're in one of the rooms. It's grotty with stained walls, and just seems dirty. The mattress seems badly used and abused and I notice this sticky, wet patch on the bed sheet – totally grosses me out. All of a sudden the garoto disappears leaving me confused trying to work out why he's left. Minutes later he's back with a bunch of towels which he carefully spreads across the bed - kinda sweet of him. We start off with kissing, and he sucks my tongue as if was it cock - felt incredible. We the try 69 with him on top of me. I cum in his mouth (in a condom). Totally worth the 180 I paid him (30 tip). Next experience was a 6ft 2 hairy muscle stud, with short, dark hair and brown skin. He was very masculine (clearly a straight guy) with a sexy deep voice – wanted 150 – I agreed. After having sealed the deal, it dawned on me that over the last few days, I had been living out my ultimate fantasy – having sex with straight guys. This hunk had a really nice cock in terms of it size and shape (curved upwards slightly). I decided with some trepidation to have a go sucking it without a condom. So as I retracted the foreskin and moved closer to his cock, I caught a whiff of him - and let's just say this was real turn off. As with all the other garotos I have hired, it again became clear that penetrative sex wouldn’t work with this guy and he somehow sensed I wanted to be fucked but didn't want him inside me (weird how these guy's can just read your mind). So he then sort of simulated sex by sliding his cock back and forth in between my buttocks – this felt weird at first but it was hot looking at him in action with his bulging muscles thrusting away in the mirrors (on the walls on ceilings).

EXACTLY what I was going to say....they know how to use their dick, before you know it they'll be balls deep.....it feels so fulfilling you won't feel the same with an average dick after, lol Also, All Brazilians don't have big dicks, I've been with a number of guys I've met from discos that my dick is bigger (I'm not big)....is like going to a basketball game and thinking all Americans are tall ;-)