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Client and male escort murders happened in NYC when I was there. They happen in Thailand. They happen everywhere. It is part of life. It is sad for sure, but this is not uncommon and it is not just Brazil. I have never had an issue with a boy in Brazil in my place and I have had hundreds of overnight guests. Same for Thailand and USA and Canada. But, I had some fucking close calls with nut cases as I tend to be attracted to the bad boy types but so far so good. Point is this is not uncommon and while tragic, it should not stop us from taking guys from Brazil or Thailand or USA or Canada.

You forgot #5 If you bring someone to your home, keep a door closed and tell him not to make loud noises because your room mate is sleeping.

After a very long season in Alaska I’m finally free for winter travels. I’ve not been to PV in a few years and now that I’m newly single I’ve decided to spend a couple of weeks vacationing here and in Guadalajara both solo and partially with a friend from CDMX. Flight from Alaska via LAX was effortless and fairly swift. Thankfully Uber exists so no more hassle with taxis offering inflated prices. I paid $130 MX pesos for my trip to the romantic zone. Certainly a lot cheaper than a typical taxi. Uber directs you across them pedestrian bridge to pick up there. They aren’t allowed curbside at the airport. However my driver called me as I was walking across the bridge and said he picks up curbside if it’s only one person. It looks less suspicious than a whole family. The exchange rate has been around 20 pesos per dollar which is incredibly convienent when the smallest peso note is 20 and equals a dollar. I arrive on a Sunday and the town is filled with tourists. Lots of activity and wonderful weather. The whole town has a very carefree vibe which is exactly what I need. I check into my oceanfront suite, change into summer clothes and open Grindr to see nearly half the profiles are boys at massage parlors or straight up escorts. Taps and messages start coming in and I start making contacts though I’m quickly fading and needing a shower. This day was my second day off since late April when I started my summer season of work up north. It’s all catching up. So I take a nap and save up energy for the strip clubs. Antropology and Wet Dreams are still running strong after all these years. This is my fourth trip to PV in about six years and not much has changed it seems. Old town and the romantic zone are thankfully still very mom and pop touristy instead of the more American suburban feel you get from the marina district onwards to Nuevo Vallarta. I start the night off At Antropology and I’m delighted to see quite a variety of guys. My previous trip the selection was sparse and Twinkish and shy. This time there were two dozen boys in a variety of shapes and skin tones and age. Options! Dancers approach and invite exploration for a few bills in their shorts. I love this form of shopping and it’s why I’m so looking forward to the saunas in Brazil later on. After a while I choose my boy and we take a “private” upstairs. It’s 500 pesos ($25) for the right to use the tiny little room but once you are up there anything goes if you arrange it with the boy. I paid 300 pesos for some oral action and “leche”. Good times. The next night I check out Wet Dreams. Historically for me Wet Dreams seemed to have a higher caliber of guys, or rather guys that are more typically muscles and looks. But they can also come with an air of king peacock too. This time however it’s a lot more humble with attitudes than my previous experience there. However there were some stunners that night. Antropology is a bit more boy next door in comparison. The same story applies to Wet Dreams as it does to Antropology, 500 pesos for the back room. I pass on that this time and instead I grab a few phone numbers after an hour of drinks and touching and conversation with several boys. As for the independent boys on Grindr I meet up with a couple of them. One was a boy from Venezuela and the other a local guy born and raised here in PV. Prices quoted started off at $2000 pesos but dropped down to 1500. Which seems to be the going rate with a few guys dipping below that. This was Grindr only. I didn’t negotiate boys at the bar or even the street trade which could certainly be had for less. Speaking of street trade, it’s certainly here and as thrilling as it is, I pass. There are several massage parlors with boys advertising on Grindr. I’m actually looking for a proper relaxing massage and I find a guy who is legit. $500 pesos for an hour of bliss. I feel drunk after he’s finished. I’m not sure how other guys are though at the other parlors. There seem to be a half a dozen of them here. But for sure some boys are just fronting and looking instead for clients for higher priced sex sessions. All in all PV remains a great first stop for me after long working summers up north. It’s easy, carefree, charming, beautiful, not fully gringo, friendly and humble here in this part of town. Sunsets over banderas bay have been absolutely spectacular. The food is fantastic. From nicer restaurants to taco stands and typical restaurants further in the city for locals. It may be pricier for trade here than other spots and it might lack the cultural activities the bigger cities have, but as a pure vacation spot that’s meant for relaxation, sex, food and sleep it’s perfect for me. Im heading to Guadalajara today for the weekend and I’m not sure if I’ll be hiring anyone as I might be meeting up with a cute boy from Barcelona. Nonetheless I’ll try to report on it as well

Great report. Thank you very much.

Thank you for the report. The Lord has directed my soul to Puerto Vallarta in December, and I hope to see the beauty of his creations up close and personal. The more they reflect His beauty, the more I will worship them.

I am confused. You think this agreement is “extreme brexit”? it is barely any brexit at all tome. The whole of the UK stays in the customs union. Everybody is allowed to work everywhere. The ECJ still has jurisdiction. etc. etc. Basically it is another 2 years in the Union. Then negociate again.

Im reaching out to a few guys I keep in contact with to get more details...I appreciate the report but getting some valid details would be helpful... I always caution guys about thinking with their small heads versus their big brain... Nobody deserves to be murdered or hurt over money but lets make sure we get all the details out

Don't fool yourself. I don't think people have progressed to that point.

Probably i have taken more guys back to my hotel and Apt. in the last 17 years , then most on this site. I have never had a issue, but a couple or steps i take to reduce a unpleasant issue from happening! 1) i never take a person back to my place alone the first couple times i am with him! I have usually 2 other to 4 guys staying with me all guys i know well! First rule never be with a person alone in your apt. the first time! Even if they are just friends not sex companions! why i always have a 2?’ bedroom apt!(aside from the fact that it is too difficult for 4 people to sleep in bed all night after the fun is done!) 2) Always make sure it is a sauna guy who ID is on record, and that several people know you are going back to your place together and he knows you have told them. 3) Almost all the guys i have met and stayed over who don’t work in the sauna i have met through sauna guys who are longer term friends of mine! 4) if it is someone you just have to go with that night because you are so obsessed then take him to one of the many sex motels! My current namorado i met through a sauna guy i have been seeing for almost 4 years! He brought this friend to Rio with him to spend 5 days with the 4 of us staying there together and it turns out we had a great connection and have been dating since!

The story that I’ve been getting, as it is sing fleshed out by garotos and sauna workers that I know, is that the client was an older BrazilIan man. One of the boys worked at both 202 and 117, but the client met him at 202. The other boy was a “friend” of the garoto, but it is still unclear whether he actually worked at the saunas. They all went to a hotel and he was supposedly murdered over money (either he didn’t want to pay, or didn’t pay enough for their demands). As for the boys, the description I have is that they were both “pequeno” not “forte” - meaning they were on the twinkish side, not muscular guys (yet another reason why I tend to avoid smaller guys — they tend to have tough guy / Napoleonic Complexes, but I digress). Never such a good idea to take two boys that you don’t know (even if you think you know one) to your hotel or apartment. Something similar occurred in The DR to a colleague a few years back.

Thanks for your tips msclelovr.... i appreciate all your help. I will try to give a full report after a few weeks i Medellin

Day 10: Vamos We went to bed around 3 AM. I set the alarm for 7 AM because I had to catch my flight back to US at noon, and we had to tidy up the AirBNB before we left, as well as getting some farewell Café da Mahna. One of the disadvantages of getting an AirBNB vs a Hotel. While one could leave the AirBNB with a mess, my mom raised me better than that, and we had a lot of beer cans and dirty dishes in the sink that needed cleaning. I am fairly sensitive with keeping my AirBNB reviews positive. At 5 AM, still a little bit tipsy, I got woken up by the doorbell. Took me a while to realize who that could be. It was Diego, trying to get his bag back. I tiptoe towards the door and look through the spyglass in the door. Yup, it was him. I go back to the bedrooms and look into Leo and Alex bedroom: both were sleeping soundly. I go back to bed and get a few more hours of shut eye. I heard the apartment phone ring a few times, but just assumed it was Diego trying to call us from the guard shack downstairs. The alarm rings at 7 AM and I get up and wake Leo and Alex. We all hear the doorbell ringing and I tell them it is Diego. “Serio?” Leo says. I am sure he wants his bag back, I say. Leo was thinking about what to do next. He then tells me to hide in my room. “He’s going to try to appeal to you. I need to get the truth out of him,” he says. I do what I’m told and go in my room to pack. I then go take a shower. I put on clothes and head to the living room. I see Leo texting and Alex doing dishes in the kitchen. I see Diego’s backpack still here, open. “What happened?” I ask. “Diego is taking a shower in the other bathroom,” Leo says. “What did he say?” Leo says that Diego was promised 500 reals to fuck the two clients who were interested in him last night. They bought him some beers and got to know Diego, before asking him to go to a cabina with them. But Diego said he had a problem: he said because of all the alcohol, he couldn’t get it up. The clients offered to buy him some Viagra and commence their tryst at a love motel nearby. Diego’s bill was paid off by the clients and they proceeded to buy the Viagra and then had a romp in the sack. It was 3 AM by the time they finished. He took a cab to Ipanema and slept some hours in the beach. At 5 AM he went up to the apartment to claim his bag. I shrugged my shoulders. Leo said he told Diego that I was very disappointed in him. “But I’m not,” I tell him. “Well, I am,” Leo throws his arms up. I can certainly understand his anger. To tell you the truth, at this point of the vacation I was just glad I did not get robbed or get swindled by anyone. A GP reneging on a promised night was hardly something I would be upset about, especially since there was no money involved. Diego emerges from the bathroom, in a towel. He goes over to shake my hand and I return the gesture. “Desculpe,” he starts, and I feign disappointment in my face. He says he will just change and then would want to talk to me. He disrobes, revealing his perfect body and his cock swinging, as he changes into fresh clothes that were in his bag. He then goes up to me and hugs me. He said he was sorry he left us. He said he had to do it for money. He asked that I see him again next time. I barely hug him back (still feigning), and tell him good luck. I go to my room. I hear Diego and Leo exchange some words before Diego leaves the apartment. All three of us clean the apartment up and finish packing before the AirBNB owners come in to retrieve the keys. We had breakfast next, at a nearby cafe, and made our goodbyes over coffee. Back at the apartment, the owners, who were also gay (and hot) were pretty nice to all of us and we had a nice conversation about our vacation. I will rent from them again. I Uber it to Galeao and check in to my flight. Another vacation done. Time flies. Some post-trip events that happened, proving that a proper Brazilian vacation stretches out long after you’ve left the country: 1. Leo, intrepid friend and bleeding heart, was really affected by Diego’s actions. He extended his Rio trip by another 4 days, about 5 days after I left Brazil. It was his mission to get to the bottom of Diego’s story. He managed to get Diego to come back to Ipanema at Leo and Alex’s new AirBNB, to talk it out. Diego’s story, as with most GPs stuck in this kind of work, is very complicated. 2. Since Diego did not have a phone, Leo had to call his “roommate” to set up the meeting. In turned out that the “roommate” was not really just a roommate. It was Diego’s pimp. Leo had to tread lightly. He pretended to be interested in becoming one of the pimp’s employee’s. Eventually the pimp was amenable enough with Leo, to deliver Diego the message of wanting to meet. Diego was able to visit Leo and Alex in Ipanema before heading over to Pointe 202 for work. 3. Diego’s story was pretty compelling. Without getting into too many details, let’s just say a tragic childhood and crushing poverty got him to Rio in search of a better life. Not being able to find work (and not having a place to stay and food to eat), he was recruited by his current pimp in a party Diego happened to be in. Citing his extreme good looks and bigger than average cock amazing ass, the pimp offered Diego a roof over his head and 3 squares a day, in exchange for access to a customer base, and 50% of Diego’s income. He was stuck in this prison ever since, not being able to leave because he didn’t have a cellphone and he did not have enough money to get an apartment. 4. Leo and Diego eventually were able to form a plan for Diego to leave the pimp. Diego had some money saved, and he could pool it with another fellow GP to get a room farther away (but cheaper) in Barra de Tijuca. But he needed help getting a cellphone. So Leo asked me for 300 reals to buy him a cellphone. I trusted Leo enough to do this. Leo used his own 200 reals and Diego and him went to the Centro area, near the Uruguaiana station, and Leo got Diego a cheap smartphone. 5. At the end of the week, Leo was able to help Diego move from his prison near Copacabana, and move into his new digs in Barra de Tijuca. I got all the scoop and photos and Whatsapp live video of the move (and Uber ride from Copa to Barra de Tijuca). Diego was pretty thankful of Leo and me. It’s amazing what 300 reals can do. 6. Diego, upon hearing that I was visiting Leo in Sao Paulo in 3 weeks, promised Leo and I that he will take the bus to Sao Paulo to stay with me, and us, for free, as thanks for all the help. I accepted the deal, but wasn’t really optimistic about this happening. Did it happen? I guess I need to write that next trip report for everyone here to find out. Sufficed to say, the Diego saga is still ongoing. In other news, of all boys I’ve had programas with this trip, Gabi was the only boy to hit me up for money while I was back in the USA: I forwarded my interactions with Gabi to Leo, and Leo was on his case as well. He found out that Gabi had not one, but TWO gringos who sent him money on a regular basis. Gabi even sent Leo some of his Western Union screenshots, in which Leo promptly send to me. The screenshots contained the person’s full name and address, as well as amounts sent from $200 to $500. I hope you guys trust your own GP’s in not exposing your identities to others. That’s it folks. I still have 3 trips to Brazil this year after this one.