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Since we are told they are all and always mislabelled, I don’t see the difficulty either. Once you have picked a fruit from the apple and orange box, you know what is in that box for sure. Then the next box is also mislabelled, so it cannot contain what is written on it, so you can infer what it actually contains since there are only 2 choices at that point. And the last.... yeah, there is only one choice left.

Both. Have a look at the forum...is fill of information. If you're new to Rio, stay the southern bairros.

Day 8.75: Boy vs Boy So I was done with my “threesome” with Alex and the GP Gabi. But I was just a voyeur in that tryst, and I didn’t get to cum. So there was room for another boy tonight. It was 9:30 PM, but there were still some stragglers roaming around the sauna. When I got back to the upstairs bar Leo was sitting with a bunch of clients in one of the booths, drinking a beer. He sees me and stands up to give me a hug and kiss. I was introduced to the group as his “marido.” He talked to me about this days before. He wanted us to pose as a married couple so clients would not bother him (and clients did ask if he was a GP and available), and boys would look to me for access to him. Whatever, I thought. He had to be comfortable with going to the sauna with me, and he was doing me a favor by accompanying me as well, so whatever he needed to do to be comfortable in these surroundings, I’ll be ok with. We both join Alex who sat in the next booth. After telling Leo what happened with Gabi, we order more beers and talk about our plans for tomorrow. The weather tomorrow, compared to all last week, is amazing: So we plan on baking in the sun all day tomorrow. And for Leo that meant inviting a GP with a good body, to go with us, so we can take photos with us to post on Leo’s Instagram. Again, it didn’t matter to me, but after Gabriel and Mateus being so photogenic for us in our three days in Arrail do Cabo (and my phone was full of amazing photos of the two of them with us), I can see how having some eye candy with us in the beach was fun. So Leo gave himself a challenge: to find me a boy to not only have sex with tonight, but also trustworthy enough to invite tomorrow to our beach day. I am all for the extra difficulty. It is not exactly rocket science-difficult to just hire prostitutes in these parts, finding someone that will click with you outside of the sauna is harder. So in between the beers, conversation, and laughs, we scanned the boys who wandered up to the bar. Some were hot and cute but not standing out with me. Just then, some tan-skinned stunner walked in and plopped himself down at the empty booth. He was super handsome, tall nose, big bright eyes, a fit swimmer’s build body, and unreal abs. Model quality. Not just porn model. A star. He laid down and closed his eyes, knowing I was paying attention. He was posing, but doing it effortlessly. I took the bait, and walked over to him. “Oi.” I said. He opened one eye, looking at me. He then smiled, a big, 1000 watt smile. Adorable dimples. He was so handsome. Model-quality. God-like. He extended his hand. “Lucas,” he says, with an SH sound in the end showing his Carioca-ness. We exchange pleasantries. He was 21. He had a masculine voice. This guy was impossibly perfect. I talk about sex, perhaps too rushed. He said he likes kissing, and liked to get rimmed, but he was only a top. That was perfect for me, given that I’d be OK with much less. I asked how big he was. He put his hand halfway between his groin and knee. “It’s up to here,” he says. Dayum. “Thick?” He makes a C shape with his hand. Looks thick to me. He lifts one thigh and then his cock just flops down. He was telling the truth, and he was still soft. I call Leo over. He was my negotiator. Leo and Lucas have a short conversation. And then Leo laughs at loud. “200?” he exclaims. “Com gozar?” I ask. “250,” Lucas answers. Leo laughs even harder. “No, too much. Move on,” he tells me. Leo walks away to sit back down in our booth. I was thinking, damn. If I was alone, I’d pay the 250. I didn’t care. I wanted this god with me for half an hour. I looked at Lucas. He was still smiling, probably waiting for this gringo to accept the inflated price. Countless others before me probably have paid this amount. And he was gorgeous, so why not? I felt Leo take my hand to drag me back to the booth. Leo then lectures that 250 reals for 30 minutes is a lot of money for Brazilians. While he conceded that the boy was drop-dead gorgeous (and would be good for Instragram), he said Lucas was just too much. He didn’t want me wasting that much money on sex. I then notice another boy sitting in our booth. Leo introduces him to me. “Here, I found someone for you. Only 100 reals. And he agreed to hang out with us tomorrow, FOR FREE. See if you like him.” I felt a bit of whiplash. My tongue was still hanging out because of Lucas’ beauty. I was not ready to move on. I try to shake it off. I look at the new boy. “Diego. Prazer,” he says. I shake his hand. He smiles as well. Really nice smile. I look a little closer. Really pretty green eyes. That really sticks out. Nice light beard that framed his face well. Pretty light-tan skin. He looked whiter than most Brazilians I’ve seen. Nice big build. Nice arms. I ask him if it was true, that he was going to hang out with us tomorrow. He said yes, he needed a beach day. His dick was hanging out too. Pretty impressive as well. I was beginning to like him. He draws me close. Nice scent. “What do you want?” he whispers. “Sou ativo,” I answer, telling him I was a top. “Vamos,” he answers, and then licks my ear. Vamos indeed. We almost sprint downstairs to reception. We get our room. He excuses himself to shower. I stay in the shower with him to admire his body. Yup, everything was yummy. Big yummy butt. Bug yummy penis. Abs, pecs, the works. Not Lucas-quality, no, but then again Lucas was not here. Diego was. He finishes. He tears into me. He tears into my skin. He was aggressive. He tossed me around. The kisses were intense. The dirty talk was, too. He tells me he is really horny. I already knew he was. He was successful in showing me how horny he was. He put a condom on me, and sat on me proficiently. He almost wrecked my hips just grinding away. He cums while jerking off. He gets off and unsheathes me, and finishes me off with his hand. Very hot. Very efficient. I will want to do that again tomorrow. We shower together, talking about where my apartment was, where he lived, what I had planned tomorrow, what things he needed to do before heading over to Ipanema. I guess we have our Instagram beauty for tomorrow. I give him his money, and a 20 for the “taxi,” I said. He accepts gladly. He takes me to my friends upstairs. Leo and Alex were talking to some boys seated with them. “Ta bem?” Leo asks me. Absolutely, I answer. Leo and Alex make some final arrangements with Diego. Surprisingly, Diego did not have a cellphone, but gave Leo his roommate’s Whatsapp number. He said he will message Leo tomorrow to tell him what time he would be in Ipanema, and message his roommate if Leo needed to reach him. With that, Diego bids us goodbye. Leo, Alex and I then say goodbye to the boys sitting with us. I look over to the other booth. Lucas was still there, eyes closed, relaxing. I wonder what his deal was. We take care of our sauna accounts and Uber it to Lapa. After a burger and beers for dinner we hit the Lapa nightlife. It was really hopping and electric on this Friday night. I felt a little bit old in the presence of these young people, but quickly felt comfortable. Leo, ever the extrovert, made fast friends with cute boys. Alex, more reserved, did his best to fit in. And there was me, with my bad Portuguese , forced to speak it anyway. Made friends with a cute and tall Carioca, who spoke fluent English. I tried to keep to my Portuguese but at least I felt comfortable with shifting to English with the guy. It was a gorgeous night: Tomorrow, a day with Diego, and Leo and Alex, and the gays of Ipanema.

Just wanted to drop a note about Bogota. I was there a few weeks ago and it was my first time in this city, but not Colombia, having visited Medellin, Cartagena, Barranquilla, Santa Marta and Cali before, so I am very familiar with the country at least. What has helped with my travels in Colombia has been getting to know an actual Chaturbate studio (and have visited numerous times), and because of that I have been sifting through its models to be my companions in my travels in Colombia. When I’m discovering a city for the first time, I always like to have a constant companion with me, preferably someone who speaks the language to discover the city with me. Interestingly (unlike my experience with garotos in Brazil), through this studio, I don’t pay the boys any money per se, but I do take them to the occasional shopping spree, plus of course providing all food and transportation. I think it is because I started right with the first cam model in this studio I went out with, and subsequent boys have followed suit. Of course I will get the occasional plea for money when I am home, but I just say no. The disadvantage in having someone there all the time is it is hard to meet other boys to have sexy time with you when you are with your chosen boy for the trip. But I can hardly complain, as these Chaturbaters are really sexy and eager to show you a good time. Lately I have been spending a lot of time with two Colombians, ages 23 and 24, and boyfriends who only do duo broadcasts on Chaturbate (and Cam4). They seem to be the perfect combination of hotness, generosity with their bodies, with a healthy dose of humility and easy-going demeanor. They let me stay in their apartment one weekend, and they always insist that I sleep in between them, for maximum contact. It is such an amazing arrangement, but it can get awkward sometimes when you have to get out of bed to pee. You either have to roll over one of the boys, or get out of the bed the long way in the middle. But again, hardly a deal breaker. Sex with both is always great and satisfying, and having each sexual encounter be a threesome is always a production (three times the cumming, all three need to be showered, etc). Bogota has always been a dream destination for them. As “Costeños” they were used to the constant sunshine of the Caribbean coast. They were excited to visit what they call “the refrigerator,” due to Bogota being colder and grimmer than the coast due to its altitude. Before the trip, I promised to bring them old sweaters and jackets I had in storage back home that I haven’t worn in a while. They insisted on taking the arduous 18-hour or so bus ride to Bogota from the coast, due to one of the boy’s fear of flying, so they left their home hours before I had to hop on my flight from California. I was glad I brought the sweaters and jackets for the two boys. They got to the AirBNB safely, but were freezing their asses off, even though it was only 65F (18 C). The AirBNB unit I rented did not have a heater, the same as most apartments and hotels in Bogota, so the boys snuggled up to me in bed and the couch, which worked for me of course. Days were much better for them, as It was warmer, but they still had to bundle up when leaving the house, and I also had to buy them some gloves and beanies, which was readily available from street vendors for cheap. Some points: 1. I was kind of surprised by how Metropolitan Bogota was. It is not as modern as Medellin, but the pace of the city was much faster than the more laid-back coast. During the day the city had an army of workers who filled the offices, and it was kind of a nice change of pace from more tourist-oriented towns. 2. My Uber driver from the airport to my AirBNB was a tall, muscular and hot Bogotano was also a firefighter. Spoke very little English but very accommodating with my broken Spanish and talked slowly enough for my American ears to understand. Good start to the trip, and his hotness got me worked up for my boys. 3. The AirBNB I rented did not have any issues with my two companions staying with me, and I can imagine them not having any problems if instead I had a rotating harem visiting me constantly in the building. The security, though fairly cautious, seem to be very laid-back. View of the front of the building, with a drumline celebrating… something: 4. The neighborhood we stayed at was in Chapinero, and I was unprepared on how gay it was. Opening Grindr was like seeing a Christmas tree light up. The boys were checking Grindr as well and got inundated with offers from locals to meet. If I were to guess, the boys who messaged me constituted of 40% boys looking for customers, and 60% were just regular locals wanting to hookup, 30% of which what I would consider hooking up with. I will need to go back here alone to take advantage of the boys: 5. Speaking of gay, I purposefully picked an AirBNB that was close to the gay bars. I was surprised that the apartment building was just across the street from not one, but three gay bars, and in the same block as 4 others. And we saw the occasional gay couple holding hands in the streets. It was really gay central, complete with a rainbow crosswalk: 6. Another surprising benefit of staying in gay central Chapinero, is that it was relatively safe to wander the streets at 4 AM without fearing for our safety. Granted, there were 3 of us every single time when we walked the streets, but we did not have any problems stumbling out of a bar at the usual ungodly hour, and to look for late-night snacks around Chapinero. We did not have to take any Ubers and appreciated the relative safety of the neighborhood. 7. Even if Bogota is a proper world city, it still had relatively third-world prices for the most part, cheap food readily available and super delicious. The boys insisted in indulging my request to eat authentic Colombian food. I certainly was not disappointed here. And having soup in the morning is a good counter for the cold: 8. There are a lot of things to do in the city, if you are bored with all the indoor sweaty activities. Highlights for us were the Gold Museum, which was free on Sundays (most museums are free on Sundays): and the mountain Montserrate, which had a church on top of it, which we took a cable car to get up to: 9. Sadly, I did not have the opportunity to check out the saunas. Maybe next time. 10. And finally, and probably the highlight of our trip (apart from the sex, of course), was visiting Theatron, the legendary gay bar in Chapinero. Saying it is a bar, of course, does not describe the venue accurately, because Theatron is really 13 bars in one: it was this large stadium type dance hall: surrounded by 12 other gay bars, each with its own theme and vibe: We all agreed that Threaton was a destination on to itself, and the sheer variety of what you can find in the place deserves multiple trips back. We only had time to go on a Saturday night, and there was a tremendously long line of energetic party-goers trying to get in, but once we paid the 35,000 COP ($12) entry fee, which included a hard plastic cup we used to get our unlimited drinks (between 10 PM and 2 AM), we took advantage of the various venues the place had. Traditional dance tunes, electronica, latino music, trance, chill music, you name it, they had it. But probably the crowning jewel of the place was in the 4th floor, which was a men’s only floor. We did not know why women weren’t allowed until we saw this: I will definitely go back to Bogota, possibly alone next time. There is so much more to see.

I shoot my mouth off at sauna.

Kkkkkkkk. It's a tough question. Right now I'd say Brasil - the sex is better, people more outgoing, the hires cheaper, and experiences more intense. Nightlife is also better in general, but my favorite gay club of all is in Bangkok (DJ Station - a tie with Theatron in Bogota). Thailand is better with food (cheaper and better), services (massage, medical tourism, bespoke tailors, shopping), and safety. Right now I'm in the mood for more adventure, so it's gonna be Brasil for me in the immediate future. Is this Junio? He works part time as a stripper at clubs: Kkkkkk, it was a buffet. I just throw things in my plate without any regard for common sense. And this is why I need more Portugues lessons! I just scanned this and assumed otherwise. Thanks for the correction!

AS, I suspect that you and I are not too far apart in our views about sensitive young things who "trigger" out at the slightest exposure to difficult words/thoughts. However, the reality of it is that the vast majority of such delicate blossoms are way younger than the folks interested in Oz's forums. We mostly came of age in far harsher times. PS Anyone interested in the answer to the puzzle?

all american politicians read from teleprompters, some do it so well you thing they are giving it extemporaneously like Reagan and Obama! and others are just a little(or lot) crazy and shoot their mouths off w/o thinking! which is why every advisor to politicians recommends not giving any answers longer then 1 or 2 sentences if they have to “off the cuff”!

Only those addicted to BBC imports on public TV.

Lapa is not the place where you should hang out at night.

On my way to Rio. Stop over in Miami. My flight Avianca leaves Nov 1 from Fort Lauderdale. It is a sign : in Fort Lauderdale there is Boardwalk and wednesday nite is new meat night ... I intended to go to Johnson s but all roads are closed and it seems impossible to park. Roads are full of vampires, walking deads, ... Dancers in Boardwalk are disappointlng. I recognize some of them. Czech Marian is still dancing. He is 39 now but looks better than some beer bellied dancers. Where are the latino twinks ? There are 3 new meats tonight. Numbers 1 and 2 are queenie american guys, the first one from Palm Springs. Nothing special really. But number 2 .... He is stunning. Tall, dressed as a ship captain with white tee shirt, white pants and a white cap, he has a great face and a gorgeous smile. He is 20 and from Colombia (this is why I post these comments here). His name is Sergio. When he comes on stage, his defined chest, muscular arms, bubble butt and bulge are visible. He is breath taking and so much at ease on stage. When he removes his tee shirt and pants, it is even better. He is really stunning. A Greek god. Perfect. Daisy who is introducing models on stage, removes partly his underwear to show his ass. Perfect. Muscular. Totally white compared to his slightly sun burnt body. Dausy puts her hand in his pants. He is still smiling with his killer s smile and so much at ease on stage. Perfect introduction to south american wonders and to my 15th trip to Brazil !

Fair enough, I posted from the perspective of a long-term resident in Rio. As mentioned I go to Santa Teresa every week. As far as a newbie is concerned, I agree that while he should probably not actually stay there on his maiden trip(s) to Rio, that he should still absolutely visit Santa Teresa during the day, in particular the Largo de Guimaraes area.

Thank you all for the advice so far! I certainly wouldn’t go to someone else’s place, but had seen other members mentioning brining guys to their place while taking proper precautions. Certainly agree it’s probably best to stick to saunas for first solo trip.

God I wish I knew what Lucas looked like. Haha. Wonderful story as always!

Very excited to be soon in Rio (Nov 2 - Nov 7)

these were the strippers tonight at pointe along with Junior the owner!

Everybody must get boned!

Maybe he is Michael Cohen!

That's what all keepers-of-secrets like to believe. I mean no offense when I call that: denial. I apologize for my cynicism. It's based on life experience. People like to talk and gossip. It's human nature and it can't be controlled. The only way to control what people say about you behind your back, you must never show yourself to them. There are very few people in my life whom I trust 100%. In my circle of friends and loved ones, I think I am the most trustworthy. If you ask me to keep something private, I honor your wishes. I'm adamant about it based on all the betrayals I've experienced in life. I'm self-employed, and I have been for a very long time. I have the luxury of not caring what people think of me. However, my competitors can say what they want to say. They often make things up to gain the advantage. But my work always speaks for itself. To protect my business, I share no personal information. I made this decision decades ago when I left my corporate life. It was my corporate life that taught me the realities of human nature. When you have a "boss," all it takes is one liar, one enemy, one troublemaker, and you can find your business life turned upside down. Teaching can be a conservative business. It can also be competitive and political. It seems to me, the last thing a professional teacher would want to do is be associated with illegal sex acts. That's no way to introduce sex education into the curriculum. I understand the desire to speak your truth and exercise your inner Siskel & Ebert. When it comes to the subject of sex, that's where the word "anonymous" plays an important role in life. But I have a child, so I have very strong opinions about protecting livelihood. Whatever I do, whatever mistakes I make, it affects others I love.

AS IS HEARD IN THE VIDEO, SOME BRAZILIANS ARE CONCERNED THAT THE BOLSONARO GOVERNMENT WILL ENCOURAGE ASSAULTING WOMEN, BLACKS AND GAYS - LISTENING TO BOLSONARO LEAVES NO DOUBT THAT HE IS A WHITE SUPREMACIST, IF HE MEANS THE WORDS HE REPEATED FOR MANY YEARS. HE ADMITS HE FAVORS A DICTATORSHIP. THE BRAZILIANS INTERVIEWED SAID THEY VOTED FOR BOLSONARO BECAUSE THE ARE TIRED OF THE ROBBERIES AND CRIME IN BRAZIL. WATCHING THE SHORT VIDEO IS EDUCATIONAL ABOUT BRAZIL, FOR THOSE WHO VISIT BRAZIL OFTEN OR EVEN OCCASIONALLY.