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I say good for the boy and good for the man. The man got what he wanted and had to be happy with the situation or he would not have continued. The boy is a "working boy" and found someone who changed his life. Only the two of them know the arrangements they made and they were both happy with it for at least a while. I have bought my BF at least 15 motorbikes, a car and a house (I think but am not sure). And, I am very happy with everything he has been given to make his life and the life of his family better. My life has been greatly enhanced by him and I begrudge him nothing.

Day 2: Sometimes You Just Have to Wait For the Right Time I had a sauna day on Day 2 of my trip, before heading to the first club night described in the previous post, the one that my friend Alex helped sponsor. I was staying at Alex’s apartment, and with jet-lag and just general weariness because of the travel the day before, I woke up at 2 PM on Day 2. Alex was long gone and attending to his party. Leo was working, his last day before the Christmas celebration starts. So I was alone, left to my own devices, for a few hours. This was my chance, to get a sauna visit in without any distractions and worries that I am taking time away from my friends. After helping myself with a café com leite and making myself a mortadella sandwhich which Leo said I could make using stuff he bought for me in the kitchen, I took a shower and dressed in a tank top, shorts and slippers for the sauna. It was sort of a hot day today, the sun was pretty strong, so I dressed appropriately. I then Ubered it from Tatuape to Vila Clementino, where the sauna was, which was a 30 minute Uber ride. Thankfully, due to the holiday weekend, traffic was light, and I got there at 5 PM. Before I embarked on my Brazilian adventures, I’ve always had the impression that Sauna Lagoa was “the best sauna in Brazil.” Judging from the forum’s entries at that time, and various discussions with forum members, it seemed to me that Sauna Lagoa was the gold standard of saunas in Brazil. My first ever sauna experience was in Club 117 in Rio, and I would never forget that first time I turned around to go in the sauna after checking-in at the counter. What I saw was wall-to-wall muscle gods milling around, trying to catch my eye. It was surreal, and hot, and probably colored my first impression of Pointe 202, the second sauna I visited. It was a relative disappointment, with not as many boys and the ones there were not as hot. I later realized that there are good nights and bad nights, in every sauna. But 202 has never recovered from my initial impression, even if I’ve probably have had more fun there than in 117. I am not as knowledgeable about the whos and whats of the sauna world in Brazil, probably because I am still a newbie relative to y’all. Visiting Sauna Lagoa for the first time last year yielded a different experience. I thought the sauna’s layout was way different than that of 117 and 202. I thought Lagoa’s floor plan was more open, less claustrophobic, and had way more facilities for comfort and play. On a good night, like my first time, it was impressive. There are more “genetic freaks” per capita than what I’ve seen in Rio. And by genetic freaks I mean muscle gods with impossible musculature. I got one such creature that first night. He was handsome, tall, and with muscles upon muscles upon muscles. I overpaid, and the sex was just OK, as a gullible first-timer would, but overall I was happy with what I did. After a few more visit to Lagoa, I noticed that I had a pattern to my visits. I would first hire a “genetic freak”. Someone usually handsome and cocky and had a huge cock, large ass, and perfect pecs, abs and giant legs. The sex would usually just be OK, nothing spectacular. Kissing just so-so, sucking so-so as well. I would even say that the guy was just be going through the motions. I’d be happy with the hire tho. I think the point of getting a genetic freak was less having to do with getting great sex, and having more to do with worshipping and admiring their hard bodies and cocks. I don’t mind this kind of hire. It happens though, that when a genetic freak turns into great sex AND great companionship, that’s when you take them out of the sauna and spend more time with them. Happened a few times to me. Don’t hate me, I probably require too much in sex. Something a straight guy who’s only a top couldn’t deliver. After sex with the genetic freak, I would try to hire someone who may not be as impossibly hot, but still very very easy on the eyes. I don’t want to use the term “boy-next-door” because these are boys I wouldn’t see next door where I live. The “garoto next door” usually is hot and sexy, maybe a little less muscular than Mr. Steroids, but you still get to live your dreams of having sex with a hot and handsome young guy. And that’s the good fortune I’ve had in Lagoa. I’ve always found the garotos next door to be hot and amazing in bed. This trip was no exception. Upon arriving at the sauna and getting a coffee (I am still half asleep from my 10 hour sleep), I quickly get greeted by a “garoto next door”. His name was Carlos, he was about 5’10, white, nice messy floppy brown hair. Amazing green eyes. He was handsome for sure, and had a smooth and a porcelain white body. He had nice abs, and had respectable musculature. He shook my hand and asked if he could sit with me. He sat really close. He made some compliments about my looks, and kept touching my hair to arrange it (was my hair a bird’s nest?). I told him to order a drink (he chose Gatorade). The conversation was pretty light and pleasant. Christmas plans. Sao Paulo in summer. California in winter. Then the conversation turned to sex and discussing about a possible programa. I was game to have one. He checked all the boxes physically, and it seemed like he was a fun lay. He started kissing me. Very deep. Very convincing. I was sold. What was he willing to do, I asked. Deal breaker #1: he was only a top. I tried to convince him to bottom but he said he “wasn’t ready” today. Deal breaker #2: he will not cum. I like cum. A lot. I had to ask why. He danced around it. After 15 minutes of dancing around it he countered: 400 reals for cumming. I countered with a “that’s absurd.” 350? No. He came clean: it was early still, he needed money for Christmas. His mom needed money. He needs to get more than one client tonight, and if he blew his cum with me, he fears he would be too tired to get another client after me. I admired his honesty. I told him I was not the client for him. I wanted a bottom and cum. I would tolerate a top and no cum from a “genetic freak”, where I would be in worship mode, but not with “just” a garoto next door. I bid Carlos good luck and wished him many clients tonight. He had a look on his face like he was sorry, but kissed me and then he was gone. So many fish in the sea tonight though. I quickly rebound and turn my attention to the other boys in the yard. I could easily count about 7 genetic freaks in the vicinity. A tall one caught my stare and walked over to my table. “Pedro,” he says. He was wearing a towel slung low. His cock outline was inviting. He towers over me. Fairly tall. His face was pleasant. Cute. His body was insane. Stout chest, big abdominal muscles, large biceps and big powerful shoulders. Very long legs, with veins. He sits next to me and starts massaging my shoulders. After the tease that the previous guy gave me, I was ready to jump into a room with Pedro. But I bided my time to at least try to get to know this guy. I admired his musculature. Very defined. I fondled his biceps and he flexes for me. I fondle his abs. Impossibly defined. I ask for specifics: as expected he was only a top – fine, I’ll be in worship mode; kisses great and gave me a preview; will cum but asked for 200. I countered with 150. My friends taught me well. After some thinking he accepts the pay cut. We head over to the counter to get a suite. At the room I took my time. He felt good in my arms. I looked at the mirrors covering the walls of the room. He LOOKED good in my arms. We kissed for a while. He knew how to do that at least. I did my best to get my money’s worth. I sucked his fat cock good. I rimmed his sweet ass. Felt up his amazing body. It is remarkable how these guys get their bodies to get like this. It was enough for me to blow my wad. He then asked if he could cum as well. I did the honors. Sucked and jacked him off till he blew in my mouth. Again, not the most spectacular sex-wise. But I am not beyond just admiring a nice body. Showering with him was nice. I didn’t bother getting his WhatsApp, I doubt there will be a repeat. I get back to sitting in the stage area and checked up on my friends. Leo was still working. Alex was happily partying away. I order a red bull and vodka. I figure I should start drinking now, to celebrate, since my first Programa was under my belt. I survey the room. More boys were in. Some clients were milling around too. This Saturday night was a good night at the sauna. Whenever a boy would approach me for a programa, I would just say “recuperando” so they would go away. It was true, I was recuperating from the previous programa. I am getting ready to find my garoto next door. After 30 minutes of recuperating and talking to my friends (and refilling my vodka and red bull), I decide to make the rounds. I made my way to the pool area and I bump into Carlos, the guy earlier. He remembers my name and hugs me, with the biggest grin on his place. “To pronto para voce,” he exclaims, saying he is ready for me. “Ready for what?” I ask, playing coy. “I am ready to do what we talked about earlier. I can do it now,” he says. “Really? Everything?” I ask, touching his ass. “Yes even that!” Now I assuming he got his first and/or second customer tonight, and not ready to blow his wad with me. I still wanted to play coy. I didn’t have to take him tonight. Let me see what he had to say. He confirmed he did get a threesome programa, he was asked by a pair of clients to fuck them, and got double the fee. I said it was bad for me because he was tired now. He said he wasn’t. He was ready. He took my hand and guided it to his crotch. He was soft, but with him rubbing my hand on his cock it quickly grew hard. The guy was not playing around. How much, I ask. 200 for everything, he says. I counter with 100. He laughs. He says he can’t do that. I repeat with 100. He counters with 150. I tell him I still was not sure. I was still playing with him. He then says he wants 150, but if I was not happy with the sex, I can give him 100. I immediately said yes. This is the first time I got this deal from a boy. I was intending to give him 150 anyway, even without knowing how good or bad he will be. So we get a room (same room as before, cleaned thankfully). Carlos takes off his towel, and hurriedly takes off my clothes as well. He kissed me deeply. He kneeled down to suck me. He pushes me on the bed and feasts on my ass. Rimming is always a surprise when a boy does it for me. I never expect it but it’s always good when it happens. I knew he was trying really hard to earn that extra 50 reals. And the effort was a real turn on. I probably got further with him than any other boy I’ve had in Brazil. When it came to fucking he was a champ. Made sex noises. Pretty damn hot. I put him on his back. He jacks off while I am fucking him and cums all over his torso, neck, and face. I smear his cum all over, and feed some of it to him. He gladly eats it. I cum really quickly. Fucking hot. After the shower we talk for a while. He gives me his WhatsApp. I tell him he deserves his fee. The program was surprisingly long. Around an hour and 10 minutes. Felt like a breeze. He thanks me and we head over to the lockers. I give him 200, which was what he originally asked for. “Feliz Natal,” I greet him. He smiles widely and hugs me tightly. “Merry Christmas to you too,” he responds, and tells me he really needs the 200. I was glad I could help. It was Christmas after all. Travel Tip: Holiday traffic in the normally horribly congested Sao Paulo is relatively light. Boytoy Tip: A boy may be more expensive and more picky at the beginning of the night but may lower prices and willing to do more much later. Next: Christmas with friends and a GP.

The airport bus to jomtien stops at few places before stopping at jomtien bus station. The bus station is walking distance to jomtien complex but for the first two nights of my visit, ill be staying in ambiance, boyztown. So i cross the road and wait for the seongtaw to south pattaya. The bus stopped right in front of boystown soi where ambiance is, so i alight the bus and pay 10 baht to the driver. As i walked in boystown the first time, i already saw masseurs sitting outside scandic as well as body massage, ambiance. Went straight to ambiance reception and went up to my room, at the top most floor, lvl 5, with a terrace facing boystown. I unpacked, put my valuables in the safe and clean up a bit before heading out for dinner. After dinner, i make a stroll down walking street, all the way until the end and walked a bit toward bali hai pier. I stopped at the beach where i saw a group of thai boys playing sepak takraw, a traditional sports that is popular in south east asia, where thailand and malaysia has always been in the final of sea games for many years already. I stay and watch the game for a while, not because i love the sports, cant even play it, but because of the boys haha. Few of them are shirtless but one particular guy is actually in good shape, six pack, natural lean body haha. Hopefully picture below is acceptable here. If not please remove it. Walking street is also interesting place for taking pictures, and the straight have it all over here. So many varieties of girl bars, russian, indian, and of course thais with so many interesting themes like white bar, ice bar. After the walk, getting a bit sweaty, went back to hotel to shower and get ready for boystown visit. I planned to do a stroll first, just to know what bars and their locations. Ive asked advice from members (Vinapu especially) on where ill have better chance finding the kind of boys i like in pattaya. Muscles hunk to put it simply. Some recommended bars for me to see were BBB, Abomb, Toyboy and massage places like Copa, Scandic and Ambiance (body club massage) at first i didnt see where abomb is, but figured out its on a different street along with xboys, kawaii, and dreamboys. I went out of hotel a bit after 9pm, and thought i mustve missed the BBB parade. Guess ill try to be earlier tomorrow. One thing i like about most bars in pattaya is the dont have any issues if we want to have a peak first before going in and buy drinks. So i started to just do exactly that in most bars, went to see kawaii, 4-5 boys all too skinny for me, abomb, 2-3 boys only, too average, xboys, more boys here, maybe 10 or so, but each time they open the door, the boys and mamasan will clap so i didnt stay longer to see lol. I didnt peak into toy boys since their door was open so i can just see from outside. No one that interest me tonight. I also noted the show times for some bars, xboys have 3 show but i didnt go in for their show tonight. Castro also have underwater show but mainly drags and ladyboy. So tonight, i decided to go for BBB show. Its my first boy show in pattaya and i must say that this is definitely the best shows ive seen so far. I walked in before 10 to a 3 quarter full bars, and probably 30-40 boys on stage and with customers. It definitely the closest to dreamboys bangkok in terms of number and quality of boys, and at least during my visits, its better than dreamboys bangkok. The bad news is most boys are fully dressed, like those in jupiter. Thank god that some of the boys are still shirtless, maybe 3-4, and one guy actually have muscular body and good looking face, that can rival most boys in bangkok. Needless to say, even before the show starts at 10.30pm,i already thinking of offing him, before he got snatch by someone else. I called mamasan, and asked if he can sit next to me, and buy him a drink. Sitting close to me, he is even georgous, everything physically is perfect for me. He only wears a shorts thats up to the knee. Asked the usual screening questions and didnt take long before i off him. One big caveat for me, he dont like long time and wont be going with me long time tonight, but for that body and look, i still bite. As i said, the show is one of if not the best shows of all gogobars that ive been. I told the guybi want to watch the show, and he stays with me but says he will go outside during the show and come back when shows ends. He says he dont like to watch the show. Owh well. As it turns out, more and more customer starts to come and soon, all seats were occupied by customers. Its basically a full house by the time the shows starts and i realized my seat isnt ideal for the show, obstructed view. The show starts with few muscular men doing calisthenics stunts, things id pay for a ticket to see. Then they have bbboys shows, shower shows, masturbation show, complete with ejaculating cum to the audience at the front row lol. The bbshow is definitely hot, 2 of the dancer is definitely the cutest dancer, very manly and looks like korean pop star, and of course, they both got my tips. The morbidly obese guy doing a hand stand twist and a split was definitely a great ending. Its one quality show after another, pure art. Since the guy i off didnt seat with me during show, i can pay more attention to the shows. There is also more erotic shows done by some of the boys on stage, one in particular i really like, and during the big cock show, he participate, so i waited until he come to me, and give his penis a handshake with tips lol. I totally enjoy the shows, and once the show is finished, the mamasan announced that there will be another show in boys music bar at 12:30pm. Anyway, i went outside to get my guy and told him we can go to hotel now. He asked if i have the essentials, i said yes and he told me to move first. I told him my room is just next door in ambiance, so we walked through the reception, the guy at the counter seems to know him, and asked if i wanted popper, which i refuse, and off we go to my room. He likes the room, we chat a bit but his english is limited so i went to shower to clean up and so does he. My session went well, he did all i asked him to, even with language barier, he understand most of the usual lingo and sign language. His body is definitely to die for haha. Even if he is a dud, id still be happy with him by my side and letting me touch, carress, squeeze his body. He told me earlier he would go back to bar after the session which i totally understand. I shouldve said he was free to be with other client for drinks etc when i watch the show alone, but i didnt, maybe because i was hoping he would sit with me lol. Anyway, the session went great for a short time. And with that body and look, i might be bias in my assesment but i am left happy lol. He left around 1am or so, and carefully and playfully asked me for extra tips, and since i really like him, but dont want to encourage begging of money without any effort, i told him to kiss me and ill give those extra tips haha. He didnt hesitate at all lol. I also told him the next time i take him, i want long time. Its my first night in pattaya and i landed a gorgeous hunk. To be honest, its one of a guy Vinapu had taken before too, and i only know this after i asked his name when he sits with me. Its my first and last short time of this trip. He invited me to have a drink at boys music but i am tired and spent already, so i told hin i am going to sleep and we say our good bye. I slept through the day and woke up only at 10 or so am the next day, first day i actually skipped breakfast this trip

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Therefore the story is second hand, not first hand as you originally stated.

I love discussing politics with a variety of people I know well. With anonymous strangers on the internet? I don't think so. Who has that kind of time to waste? However, I love the internet for a quick rant. Can be very therapeutic, similar to scream therapy. Not all of them. I have always known and worked with NYC Republicans. They are not like the Republicans in my Midwest family. I understand conservatism from a financial perspective. I know some Democrats who are screaming, leftist, pot-smoking liberals. Just as whacked and crazy as the extreme on the right. When it comes to politics, I'm a middle guy. I simply love smart ideas from compassionate people, and I love people who are willing to put in the necessary work. I don't care where they come from. My PM's are open to most members. If I don't want to hear from you, you will know it. Thank you for the compliments. It's a pity that some members always seem to find themselves explaining their words and their intent. In my world, we call that backpedaling. I agree. And the best way to do that: SUPPORT the competition (as long as the competition offers respect and appreciation).

I truly do not see the need to debate politics. We all know that Republicans are whiny little bitches. Right?

So far a really good start to the new season. Mahershala Ali Stephen Dorff Love both of these guys. Do you remember The Power of One?

OK. I hate to say I like this show. But, I do. It is about vampires and the end of the world as we know it. But, the first episode was good. I really enjoyed it and am looking forward to the storyline.

Also, please do not equate the idea of money went spent for a Thai as the same as Western. We are not the same and priorities are different. To suggest that a Thai money boy invest is laughable. Again, exceptions. However, when money or items pass hands, all ownership is over and whatever one wants to do with their money is up to them. Some of our friends call us all fools for spending time and money in LOS. Again, my money, my choices.

YThe story comes from a life long friend of the generous farang. The generous farang is in his seventies. I’ve met him several times but never discussed our finances. The life long friend was not judgmental in relating this story, nor did he discuss the financial situation of the generous farang. He may have many millions or be depleted financially or somewhere in between. The $10,000. request for the diploma was unbelievable and the fact that it was handed over makes me think the generous farang was hoodwinked. The private tutoring also ran in the tens of thousands of US dollars. The generous farang and the life long friend did ‘fall out’ with each other, but have old friends in common.

Worked for it? Invested sagely? Started a successful business? It's the dream of most Americans--and Thais alike--to achieve financial independence. And if the farang was indeed a millionaire, he's among over 15 million others worldwide who are free to do what they wish with their wealth. In this case, it seems he choose to educate a young man. I can think of a lot less appealing tasks bar guys have been asked to do for a lot less compensation. And, as the OP states, the boy was very popular and could be seen bringing shorttime customers to Ambiance hotel two or three times a night, he clearly demonstrates entrepreneurial resolve in his own right. More power to him: nothing succeeds like success.

The ejaculating cum referred by spoon is just water, concealed in a tiny squirt bottle. The waiters pass out tissues if one gets wet. The Chinese ladies in front rows usually squeal and it’s all in good fun.

Without going too far down that rabbit hole, I just want to be very clear that I am neither a Democrat or a liberal. Leftist? Extremely. Pot-smoking? Well, I am a teacher so I will leave that one alone.

It is literally a doorway with stairs directly up ! No clear entrance or sign ! Just look for the numbers they are in every building

Libraries represent one of the very best uses of public funds. They provide services that many residents cannot access or otherwise afford. And they have traditionally been a haven for gay people of all ages.

Actually, I consider Foodland restaurant's coffee pretty good stuff. And when you consider that it comes with egg, meat, toast and juice for a price most of the specialty shops will charge you for just the joe, what's not to like? I'm not a Starbuck's fan except for their "light" roast blend: Veranda. It also comes in Starbuck's instant form ("Via") which I find indistinguishable from the real thing. Before traveling, I pickup up a few packs ($9.95 for a dozen individuals packets) and tote them along. Beats the Nescafe in the room.

Maybe. But if you scream too loud and too often, you'll end up a lonely queen that no one wants to be around. Balance is everything.

I love this show and this season is off to a good start. Mahershala Ali is amazing as always. Stephen Dorf is great.

I'll have what she's smokin'. Please pass that bong.

From Conde Naste Traveler 11 Best Places For Coffee in Bangkok Bangkok gets a bad rap for its very sweet drinks (I’m looking at you, Thai iced tea), and their coffee drinks are no exception. But that hardly encompasses the city's entire coffee culture; the coffee shop scene in Thailand overall is nothing to scoff at. Whether you like your blends light or medium, pour over or espresso, even the most uppity coffee snobs jonesing for a good cup can find a perfectly brewed blend in the city, whether from a hipster chic spot or mom and pop cafe. Read on for our picks of Bangkok's best coffee shops and cafes, and plan where to get caffeinated while you're in town. https://www.cntraveler.com/gallery/best-places-for-coffee-in-bangkok From Perfect Daily Grind Top 5 Specialty Coffee Shops to Visit in Thailand https://www.perfectdailygrind.com/2015/12/top-5-specialty-coffee-shops-to-visit-in-thailand/ From Fousquare The 15 Best Places for Coffee in Bangkok https://foursquare.com/top-places/bangkok/best-places-coffee

That Politics Forum over there is an addiction for a half-dozen men with seemingly no other life. I get trapped there too often. Keep your mind on sex and life will be better.

both are sure sign of emotional comfort. You found your gem in Van , that's for sure

Wednesday - Hanging Out When Van returned, I woke up and we sat and talked and looked out of the windows at the light in the Bangkok night. He talked more about his family and how he had been cheated in his attempt to set up a business back in Vietnam. I didn't consider this, as some might, as a way to ask me for money to help get him out of his trouble. We had talked about compensation for his time this visit in advance of out meeting up a week ago. I believe he needed to talk and my ears were in working order. When we finally went to bed, he held me close for a long time. We woke around noon - unheard of time for me. After our shower, I was scrapping the plantar calluses that seem to haunt me especially when I am doing a lot of walking which is the case this past week, five to six miles a day. Van showed me that he had a callus on one of his feet. As nothing was planned for the day, I suggested lunch and a trip to MBK. Lunch was at the Vietnamese restaurant in the Silom Complex. At MBK, I introduced Van to the Red Nails shop where each visit I get a pedicure that scrape my feet. Van said he wait, I said he should have one. After some discussion, he agreed. When the process began he had a "deer in the headlights look". By the end - he was happy with the experience. From there we went bowling upstairs - neither of us is any good at this sport but are good at making fun of our lack of skill. On our way out, we headed for the BTS through Tokyu, the Japanese department store. Several times this trip, I'd offered to buy Van some clothes, but he either declined or didn't see anything he wanted. In the Tokyu men's department he asked me to look at a gray track suit and could he try it on which he did. Looks great on him. Price was reasonable (a little less than 2000 baht). From there we went to Siam Paragon. I checked out Uniqlo for some socks. From there we went to the Paragon men's store area when I had the opportunity to supply him with his work clothing...i.e. white briefs for his Freshboys on stage time. We went back to Bandara, he tried on his new clothes and gave me a version of his work in stage attire. We decided to go to the hot tub and relax as the sun was setting. The pool view isn't much- just the next building, but it was refreshing. The we hung out in the room as he played video games and I caught up on my accounts, email, and the news. We then went out to dinner (MK) and on to Moonlight. Every visit, I can see small improvements that enhance this top of the line venue. I let the mamasan know that we are not looking for anything but the show. This is a night where Van isn't going to recommend anyone - though he introduces me to two boys from the rotation he's work with in other clubs. The show has been discussed in the Forum and I won't add anything other than to note Babe looked fantastic tonight. After the show finished we walked back to Bandara and entertained ourselves. Thursday - playing the tourist Back at home, folks know that I visit Thailand on a regular basis. I talk up Thailand and encourage people to visit. My enthusiasm came back at me as a husband and wife I volunteer with are in Thailand. Before I left California, I'd sat down with them as made suggestions on the plans they'd made for their trip to Cambodia and Thailand. I'd promised to meet them today at the Everest Tailor and then go on to the Grand Palace where I'd hand them off to a guide who used to work in the palace. This guide is one tough cookie - she corrects the Chinese tourists using her voice that is a raspy foghorn. She's direct about where to stand for the best photo, she guards shoes while in temple spaces, and knows who from the ground crew will see entrance tickets so there's no waiting in line. The tailor goes well, my shirts are ready, and the shop will send them to the hotel. The couple meets me there, the wife wants the husband to get a suit or jacket and slcacks, he doesn't want anything. They settle on ordering some shirts. They tell me about their trip and how much they liked Chiang Mai. We have lunch at Mango Tree and head to the Palace. The guide is waiting, I say good bye, and they enter...I'll see them this weekend and learn how it went. I head back to Silom and walk to the Pilot Pen store. I like one of Pilot's brand of pens which I can't get at home. Alas, the building, which is across SIlom from the hospital, is being renovated and I don't see that the store is closed until I go into the building. In August, the store was functioning during the renovation. One of the women who worked in the shop in working upstairs at the Pilot office was getting out of the elevator and, to my surprise, recognized me, and apologized that the shop was closed but would be open for my next visit. Lesson: shoppers are recognized and frequency of shopping is noted. I walked back to Bandara and change and walk to the King Power Tower to meet Reader and Divine Madman for our sunset visit. I've written this up in my August report and others have also reported on the view, the building, the elevator, and the three level duty free shop so I'll only note than when we left we were ushered out via the restaurant on the courtyard as the main entrance was closed in anticipation of one of the Royal Family (one of the Princesses) arriving. Divine Madman, Reader, and I walked to Surawong considering places to have dinner. We eventually got to Maxi's and settled in and talked part of the night away. I said my goodbyes to these two very great guys. We toasted PaulSF who initially brought us together. Van saw us and waved from the stage. At some point out group broke up and I went back to the hotel and had a moonlight swim in the pool. I then went to bed until Van came in and work me up with an offer that I didn't refuse.

Actually, there isn't much chatting being done here lol but yes, i definitely take as compliment. Either he likes me or my pocket lol. Either way it feels nice to have such specimen showing you affection in public

I like those guys as well. I am not shy and have actually had many guys from Siam Paragon and Central World. I like regular guys a lot. But, I am not shy and my eyes are very revealing. Plus, I have lots of friends who say that I don't pay close attention to them when talking as my eyes are always wondering to the eye candy available. They call it rude but I call it multitasking. ggobkk, I am enjoying your reports! I love seeing other guys treat the boys to fun times. I had one guy from the massage place across from Maxi's I liked a lot. Tons of great eye candy from Maxi's!

This will be the last chapter in bangkok. My previous trips have always been bangkok only with some sidetracks to kanchanaburi, ayutthaya, maeklong day trip, and overnight trip to hua hin. My decision to go to pattaya is not because ive grown tired of bangkok or have nowhere else to visit but is highly driven by the price and availability of accomodation in silom during this period due to white party. I have been contemplating a phuket or chiang mai visit too. For chiangmai, ive always wanted to try the sleeper train but upon checking, those trains have been fully booked all through new years. Phuket is also a nice alternatives but having read reports here, ill have better chances in pattaya, where sex tourism is their main attraction. Wouldve been different if my regular guy is around, i wouldve pitch in the idea of going to phuket together with him lol. Alas, he isnt around and have stopped working in bar, so one of my mission is to find someone who can replace him, a guy ive taken 5 times within 2 trips. I still hope i can meet him in future trips. Back to trip reporting. Tonight KL told me he wanted to go to Tawan. Ive told him my experience two days ago, and he said he still want to have a look and if he finds no one attractive, we can move on to dreamboys. I also told him i might want to have a rest day tonight, since ill be travelling to pattaya tomorrow, but will go to bars as well since i dont think i can go to sleep early tonight, given that i woke up at 1:30pm today lol. During the day, KL asked me further about the bangkok massage guy i took, his massage skills, service etc and what he can or cannot do. I told him my experience. KL asked me if i have his contact, i didnt, but i did ask him what his new year plan and he said he will be working until new year. I shouldve gotten his contact just in case i want a repeat but i guess i can meet with him later to get it lol. After dinner, i texted KL to let me know if he wants to go to bar, and he replied yes, tawan first and told me to meet him there. Around 10:40pm i started walking to tawan, and at the entrance, they have this sort of mini eggs where u open and inside is a piece of paper. Mine says tawan and they cheers and asked me to choose of of the stuffed toys lol. I enter and choose a seat, tonight is quite full, a thursday night. I try to see if KL is here yet, but he isnt so i save him a seat. After few mins, KL arrived and shows is just about to begin. Similar shows as before, pull up chin bar contest with winners received monetary rewards from bars, though i dont know if its just a gimmick or they really get to keep the money. SM shows with candle, fuck shows, jerk off contest, big cock show. The two twinks who can actually dance are there as well. I didnt noticed phet or tiger, and the rest of the boys didnt interest me or KL, so even before the shows end, we decided to head to dreamboys. As my hotel is near, i told KL i want to do a quick visit to my hotel to store the stuff toys. Itll be weird for a guy my age to carry a stuffed toys to bar lol. He told me ok we ca meet in dreamboys, he will save me a seat. When i arrived, shows is on going, very similar to yesterday. Although today we arrived a bit earlier and i get to see the guy i off yesterday were doing a dance number, probably the most muscular dancer there is lol. After the show, he noticed me and KL and gave us a wai. Similar with yesterday we made our moves down to boys bangkok bar for the free show as all dreamboys boy move downstairs as well. We sit at similar seat as yesterday, second row from stage. Some variation of the dance shows but the last show with the large penis rising and squirting water all over is still the same. We moved to the back seats before this happens lol. During the boys rotation, my guy keep chatting and smiling at us. And during the show he went down amd sit next to me uninvited, which i dont mind, but i did told him i wont be offing anyone tonight and he understand, and still seat with me. Mamasan asked if he wants a drink and he says no. Well, this is a first for me. Boy who dont push on drink, nor an off, just want to sit next to me. Next thing i know, we both were touching each other, and he planted few kisses as well lol That deserve a tip in my opinion so i gave him 100 baht. He stills stay seated with me through out the show and carry our drinks to back seats during the splash zone fiasco. Before he has to go back to boys rotation on stage, i give him another tips. Definitely someone that ill look for on my next visit, and top candidate to replace my previous guy, who is also from dreamboys. Only caveat is his english isnt as good, acceptable but cant hold long conversation. I guess i am asking too much haha. Not long after he leaves me and go on stage, customer next to us, two asian or maybe chinese guy called him down and off him. KL told me these guys have been eyeing my guy for a while already. I didnt even noticed but i am glad that he gets an off, and sitting with me that long didnt take away his chance for an off. In fact i think it mightve help him landing that off. During the show, KL excused himself, as he says he needed to check his messages. He came back 15min after and told me he made a deal with the guy i took from bangkok massage and will meet him at 1am. This guy move fast haha. And i did a good thing for bangkok massage guy too, getting him another customer. I told KL i want to meet the guy as well. Its my chance to get his contact for future trips. Anyway, after seeing my guy in dreamboy getting an off, we made a move out and go bangkok massage. The mamasan saw KL, and told him that the guy is working, and asked us to wait. So we planted ourselves at maxis, ordered hot tea and chat. Then we saw two girls and a guy, look japanese to me, came out of bangkok massage looking happy lol. And not long after, bangkok massage guy appear and saw us, so he joined us on the table. He saw me and wai, and i said hi. KL then asked about tips etc, and off we go, me back to hotel and KL back to his hotel with the off of the day (night?). I slept through and woke up around 9am, had breakfast and then start packing. Thinking that i might be able to land a massage at prime when it opens at 12, i checked out at 11:45 or so, and left my luggage at counter and made my way to prime. When i arrived, asked the counter again if i can choose, same answer as before. Cannot for two week. Asked for massage and being told they are fully book until 6pm lol. Geez. So i make a quick tour of silom and surawong, looking for any masseur that might interest me from some of the parlour that is opened, not much choices this early, so i made my way back to hotel, pickup my luggage and make my way to suvarbhumi airport to purchase my ticket. Arrived around a bit before 15 min before 2pm, but only ticket available is for 3:10pm, so i purchase that ticket, and had a quick lunch at one of the cafe in third floor. Came back to the ticket counter around 15 min before 3pm and asked if the bus is here yet, he said not yet and asked me to wait. Just 5min or so of waiting, a guy comes and yell out pattaya, and i show him my ticket and he nodded and asked all of us to follow him to the bus. Got to my assigned seat and the bus depart on time, and arrived in pattaya about 1 hour and 45mins after.

Apps (Hornet) work fine for me and are an increasingly important part of my mix. I always have a mental log of Hornet/Grindr guys on my "to-do list" and sometimes I will see them out and about in real life on the BTS, Suan Phlu, Soi 4, Soi Twilight, etc., and that will very often move someone up or down or off the list. So more often than not I've actually seen the guys before I contact them. As a longer-term resident, that works for me but alas not much help for others. I have a VN friend who I occasionally travel with who seems to know a lot of the good guys and he happily volunteers to go through Hornet or Grindr to find ones he recommends. (He even volunteered to do it for a friend once but the friend didn't want.) And then there are working guys on Hornet who I have lusted over for ages and when I finally decide they're at the top of this list and its their lucky day and I do them the great favor of contacting them -- they just ignore me entirely. Always a refreshing and humbling experience. But as I mentioned earlier, all this works for me and gives me a very high success rate, but probably it's because I play a very long game. No doubt some of the app guys are flaky and even though it's their business -- and they certainly should know better -- they may stop mid-conversation or no-show or other bad behavior. Even so, I do think what we experience is nothing compared to what they have to put up with: the time wasters, nasty people, people just trying to collect dick pics, etc.. I don't think that's anyone on this Board, but there are a lot of uncivilized types out there, so it's why I move very quickly no-nonsense to seal the deal with l a guy, if he actually responds to my "Hi."

Day 1-3: Pre-Christmas: the Good, the Bad, and the Messy Like previous trip reports, I am bundling the non-sauna days into one post. I’ve heard this so many times in Brazil: Christmas is for Family, the New Year is for Friends. I am abandoning my own family this year for some friend-, and boy-, time in Brazil. In a way though, I have found a new family in Sao Paulo, with some friends I’ve known for a year. Some of them are even eschewing their own families to celebrate a sort of “orphan” Christmas dinner. I’m here for all of that. Leo, hairdresser extraordinaire, and Alex, the programmer, were my hosts for this stretch. I preferred staying with Alex and his bachelor’s pad, versus Leo’s house he shared with his mother. 1. Holiday travel I alluded to it in the last trip report, but Holiday travel in Brazil is no different than anywhere else. I left the USA with a very busy International Terminal, and arrived Sao Paulo Guarulhos with a similarly packed arrivals area. Upon exiting the Terminal 2 secure area, I saw a lot of families waiting for loved ones who were arriving for the holidays. A lot of balloons, music, and joyful tears: Noone was waiting for me though. I was supposed to Uber it to Leo’s house for dinner first before heading over to Alex’s pad. I whipped out my Uber and quickly got matched with a driver. But after 10 minutes of waiting, the car was not leaving its position. That was weird. After 5 more minutes, the ride got cancelled. And then Uber quickly matched me again with another driver. 5 minutes later no movement. 5 minutes later cancelled. This happened 5 more times. I wasted an hour doing this. While this was happening I thought about getting a cab, but held out hope for the Uber. I was also texting Leo about my issue. Leo tried to get me an Uber as well and got the same treatment. He told me another friend who was in GRU same time I was, was getting the same thing. It apparently it was too busy tonight. I cancelled the search. Leo advised me to do this: when I get matched with a driver next, to try to send the driver a message, of where I was and where I was going, to at least tell the driver that I was actually waiting and was a sure fare. I did it just that, my 8thattempt to get an Uber. I got matched, I quickly send the messages, in Portuguese. Sure enough, the driver calls me soon after to confirm what I just said, and 8 minutes later, I was on my way to Leo’s place. 2. Chips and Samba When I used to go to Thailand a lot, I would always get a Thai SIM card at the airport on arrival before heading over to the city center of Bangkok for the fun I came for. This would enable me to get the necessary internet data I needed (for Grindr, WhatsApp/Line, email access, google searches) for the usually week-long trip. The data never ran out, and I was even able to let a boy or fellow tourist “borrow” data from me when they needed, all for $15 a week. Flash forward to my previous 5 trips in Brazil. All have been over a week or more. It never occurred to me to get a SIM card, and have always been using my $10 a day(!) international plan from AT&T. I didn’t know why I didn’t get a local SIM. Maybe because the tourist infrastructure in Brazil is not as developed as Thailand, so getting a tourist SIM was not as straightforward, or as easy, without having to go through a few more hoops. It was so easy in Thailand: you just pop in the SIM before you hop on your cab or train to Bangkok. Brazil to me seemed harder. Even in another country, let's say, Costa Rica, it was easier. There was a cellphone kiosk at baggage claim in San Jose airport, and the attendant always spoke english. Leo, upon hearing that I was paying $10 a day, immediately planned on getting me a SIM card. On Day 2 we went to the shopping mall closest to Alex’s apartment and marched our way into a TIM store, a popular cell provider. Upon talking to the saleslady, and figuring out that I would be in Brazil on average 1 week a month in 2019, we determined that this monthly plan was right for me: It was about $30 a month for the plan, or $360 for 2019. Compare that to possibly $70 a month of using AT&T, or $840 for the year, for a savings of $480. With unlimited use of redes socias (social media) which was the whole point of using a phone in Brazil. And with my new iPhone XS supporting two SIMS, I could still use my AT&T SIM with my Brazil SIM at the same time, and just using my Brazil SIM mostly for data. The saleslady said that as a foreigner I could have a post-paid plan as long as I resided in Brazil. I didn’t, but Leo said I could use his address for billing. After a few more back and forths, Leo determined that it would be easier for the cell plan to be in his name, thus taking over the responsibility of the plan, in the case that I did not pay the fee. But that’s what friends are for right? It took us about 30 minutes to get all the paperwork all squared away, but I left the TIM store with the new plan on my phone. And the knowledge that I am saving about $40 a week on this. Which is what, one programa with a premium garoto? 3. Tale of Two Baladas Alex, my programmer friend, is a man of many talents, and with multiple irons in the fire. Apart from his day job, and his side hustle selling used electronics, he also helped sponsor a monthly 24-hour “party weekend” at a nightclub in Sao Paulo Zona Leste, which starts at 12 noon Saturday and ends 12 noon Sunday. Leo tells me that I would absolutely hate the party, because he thinks it is “muito bagunçado”, too messy, for my gringo sensitivities. Which made me want to go even more. I was curious. Did my friends think I was too sheltered and too particular to go to a regular Brazilian party? On the day of the event, Alex was up early tending to the details of the party. He told me I really didn’t need to go the party till well into the night, since that’s when the party really ramps up. So after getting haircuts, the SIM card, and even a sauna visit (separate post), Leo, another friend, and I Uber it to the venue at 2 AM. On the way there Leo kept warning me about how bad it was, that I would hate it, and to prepare to leave it early. So I set my expectations low. We arrived with Alex waiting for us and he gives us all a huge hug. Alex quickly gives us our wristbands and tells us the party is on him and we can help ourselves with the drinks. I noticed that there was still a line to get in, at 2 AM, with the party going on for 8 hours already. The place looked like a condemned building from the outside: Inside, it was like a sauna. No, not the sauna with Garoto de Programas. It was because it was super hot inside. It was already a super hot day today, and there was no air-conditioning, so almost all the guys in the premises were shirtless. It was surreal. It was packed to the gills. No doubt it was a popular party. I got scooped up by Alex and Leo to the VIP section where we watched to crowd from below: After the initial shock of the wall-to-wall flesh, the sweating from everyone, the shirtlessness, the trash everywhere, and the pools of spilt alcohol, it was actually a great time. Everyone seemed to be in their 20s, save for a few, and most were fit and cute and ready to party. I got to meet some of Alex’s groupies, and all were young and hairless and cute and adorable. The music was rough but enjoyable after a few drinks. The place was a dump, but it hardly mattered if you’re having a great time with friends both old and, as the night wore on, lots of new ones. I left at 5 AM, not because I wanted to, but because I wanted some privacy (wink wink). The next day, Leo was excited to go to a next party. It was the Tic Tac Festival, a bi-monthly party night in Sao Paulo, which sometimes used The Week Sao Paulo’s clubhouse as a venue. This was more Leo’s speed. Leo is a “The Week” kind of gay. Likes the more luxurious, air-conditioned, clean expansive space, crowd more well-off, that The Week offers. But another warning from Leo: a number of the guys there were beautiful, muscular, but were using drugs. “What drugs do they use?” I ask. “It is easier to tell you what drugs they don’t use,” Leo answers, with a nervous laugh. The entrance fee was a steep 60 reals, but it came with a program, so I guess you’re paying for a lot: We get in earlier, at 7:30 PM, because the party ended earlier. Indeed, The Week is pretty slick. Organized lines, counters, coat checks, ventilated spaces. The music was top-notch. The program was pretty cool and organized. But the centerpiece of course was the crowd. Indeed, the guys were hotter, more Instagram ready, more manicured. No one was sweaty. But yes, Leo was right, a lot were high on something. Which was fine, pick your poison and all that. It was a fun time for sure, but there was more posing and use of phones and Instagram live story streaming than the other party. The men here were more well put together, but less accessible. I had fun with my friends, and met a few more, but the drinks were way more expensive than the other club. Granted, I got my drinks comped by Alex in the other party, but still, it could not be as expensive as this: We left at midnight, pretty satiated from the revelry, but felt the need to continue the party in more intimate settings. 4. Hookups in the wild I didn’t look for hook-ups while in Sao Paulo, but rather let the nightclub nights dictate my boy hunt (and alternative to the sauna). At the Tic Tac Festival at The Week, I wasn’t able to make a connection with the porcelain doll gays with the perfect bodies and drugged out minds. Probably because I wasn’t a porcelain doll myself. At Alex’s balada, the boys seemed younger, probably because it was cheaper there, versus the high cost of the Tic Tac Festival. But the boys here seemed more fun, more friendly, more grabby. I got friendly with a nice, compactly-fit 19 year old. When Alex introduced me to him he was of course shirtless, abs in a naturally youthful torso, and wearing form-fitting shorts, and looking sexy. His face looked younger, dangerously younger, but Alex assured me he was of age. Alex also said I could trust him, so that soothed my fears of robbery and all that. The boy and I danced together, eventually graduating to making out. We attempted at conversation on the dance floor but it was too loud in the clubhouse. We took a break to go outside for a smoke, and I got to know him more. White kid. Cute as fuck. Amazing smile. Big bright light brown eyes. I was sold. I talked to Leo, who didn’t seem to have a problem with the kid. I asked the kid if he wanted to leave. He said yes, punctuating it with a kiss. So I asked for the keys to Alex’s apartment. I was taking this kid home. It was 5 AM. It was nice to have Alex’s apartment all to myself. He wasn’t going to be home till 2 PM, 9 hours from now, since the party ended at noon. And the kid was pretty good. Great voracious bottom, which meant his dick was huge, and it was. We didn’t bother showering. Had dirty sex. Didn’t matter. Didn’t use a condom either, which was stupid, but I was on PrEP. The kid stayed over. At 9 AM I was woken up with a mouth on my cock. The kid wanted it again, waking me up for more. At 1:30 PM I got woken up by a WhatsApp call from Alex, warning me that he was on his way home. I wake lover boy up. Sex in the shower. Left Alex’s bed an absolute dirty mess. I’ll deal with that later. We walk to a nearby padaria to have a coffee and some salgados. I walk the boy to the Sao Paulo Metro in Tatuape. I bid him farewell. Kisses me in full view of public. I haven’t done this kind of thing in a while. At this age it felt new. Different. Better. Travel Tip: (1) To avoid being cancelled on by your current Uber in Brazil, try to send a message to the driver as soon as you get assigned one. (2) Brazil SIM data plans are cheaper than international data plans, but it is easier to get if you speak Portuguese, or if you get it with a Portiguese speaker. Boytoy Tip: It is possible to hook up at the nightclubs, without getting killed or maimed afterwards, but it depends on the nightclub. Sometimes you find the best boys in the worst places. Next: Sauna Lagoa, and how it never disappoints.

I was in Bogota again a few weeks ago and would like to share a bit about my stay. I didn’t plan on going to Bogota so soon after my last trip to this great city, but a Colombian Chaturbate model living in Baranquilla I had my eye on for a while expressed interest in (1) meeting me for a nice trip somewhere and (2) wanted to check out Bogota as a place he’d like to visit and possibly move to. His terms were simple, (1) pay the flights to BOG from BAQ, plus food and drinks were my responsibility, (2) I were to bring some warm clothes for him to wear, and didn’t care if they were pre-worn. My terms were (1) I could do anything to him and (2) I could hook up with other guys while he was staying with me. We had a deal. Usually the boys just wanted a break from the soul-crushing work of having sex on cam, as well as being stuck in a house full of boys, and it doesn’t take much for them to go on a weekend trip with you. Let’s call the kid Carlos. He is 22, tall with a lean muscular build. His draw online was that he looked younger than 22, had an angelic face, and an enormous penis that was always hard. He would also pair up with off-again, on-again Venezuelan boyfriend, who was 21, strikingly beautiful, and also had a large penis. These two would take turns fucking each other online. They weren’t the highest of earners, like other boys I know, but they were hard workers, and from my extensive Whatsapp conversations with them, pretty humble and simple. I toyed with the idea of inviting Carlos with his boyfriend, but the unstable nature of their relationship made me just want to stick with the more masculine, handsome Carlos. I bought his roundtrip airplane ticket on LATAM for $64 total. I took the red-eye Aviance flight from LAX to BOG direct flight that gets into Bogota at 7 AM. I was going to stay for 3 nights on this long weekend. Some notes: 1. Since I was getting into Bogota early, I had to get a hotel that allowed early check-in. I looked online and looked at some reviews of top hotels that had reviews for early check-in. I settled on the Embassy Suites Hilton, which had reviews of some people being able to check-in early. Sure enough, getting there at 9 AM was no problem. I got a room right away and was able to take a 3 hour nap while I waited for Carlos. 2. I received a call from reception to let me know that Carlos was downstairs. I rushed downstairs to fetch him. Reception asked for his “cedula” and made a copy and added his name in the reservation. No fuss. The hotel itself was OK. Nothing special, but had free breakfast as well as a free happy hour. Carlos and I did not need dinner as the happy hour hors d'oeuvre were enough for the two of us. 3. Our first night was a Thursday and we had fewer options for night life. We opted to try the “El Mozo” gay bar, which had great advertisement for their “College night” on Thursdays. We were impressed by the building and bar, but found the clientele to be a bit bland and music to be just OK, so at 12 midnight we decided to leave and head over to greener pastures. Not much college night about the night. 4. After a cursory search online we decided on just giving up and going to Theatron, on a Thursday. They had this for advertisement (Jueves Hot), so why not give it a try: I really had my heart set on going to Theatron on a Saturday, their big night, but we were itching for some nightlife so off we went. 5. Theatron was different on a Thursday night. No cover, and no line to get in. Just the usual security pat down and ID check. We went through the side entrances and found about 50% of the bars closed. Most of the bars open were the ones in the upper levels. There were fewer people, but the crowd was definitely more fun than in El Mozo. 6. The “men’s only” upper floor at Theatron was actually not men’s only on Thursdays. They allowed women also, and the dancers were not nude when we got there midnight: I thought this was because there were girls that night so the gogo boys were not allowed to be naked. Well when it got to 1 AM, they changed models and the model onstage quickly got rid of his undies to reveal his hard on: At 1 AM, the drink prices changed too. They were charging full price for all the alcohol. It’s probably why the models got naked. More money. 7. We changed hotels the next day, and we were glad we did. I tried the JW Marriott in Bogota and they have specials in the weekends ($130 a night). With status I received free access to the lounge which meant again free breakfast and free happy hour. Again we were able to take advantage of the happy hour hors d'oeuvre selection which was enough for dinner, and the breakfast was a pretty hearty amercan breakfast. 8. Carlos was a frisky one and he was pretty determined to find a good “prepago” or prostitute for both of us to share as soon as we got to our room. A lot of great selections on mileroticos website, the Colombian website for paid boys. Carlos pretty much handled the searching, talking and asking the price. Most were in the 150k to 250k COP range, which was $50 to $80. Some samples: We both agreed upon this blue-eyed stunner who was versatile and agreed to take both of us. Asked for 250k, Carlos bargained him down to 175k ($59) for an hour. Two hours later the boy was at the JW Marriott, and he didn’t have any issues getting to the room with us. Security was tight but didn’t pay us any attention. The boy ended up staying three hours, partly for sex (which was awesome, and threesomes aren’t my favorite, so that was saying something) and partly because Carlos and he hit it off. We all went to happy hour together and the boy loaded up on the free beers. He said goodbye after dinner. Money well spent. 9. We were intending to go to Theatron this Friday night but I wanted to check out the stipper bar “Gigolo Erotic House” first. It was so much fun that we ended up staying the whole night till 3 AM. Cheap booze (whiskey bottle was $30 with cokes and waters) which we shared with the boys. Hot dancers who went around the room looking for tips and lap dances. We noticed some dancers here also were dancers in Theatron. So to answer someone's question, yes, you can hire the Threatron dancers who also work here. You can get a private dance for 50k COP ($17), which was done in the side behind curtains. You can pretty much do anything to the boy during the dance. I did two lap dances when I was there. One was with this guy, and I did pretty much everything, so yummy (photos from their Instagram): The other was with this guy. He was more shy at first but opened up. He was more sweet and liked kissing: Carlos went wild of course. He was making friends, asking for WhatsApp numbers from the boys. He hit it off with this one stripper who was close to his age. The stripper stayed with us for most of the night. Carlos then told me that the stripper could go with us to the hotel for 80k COP ($27). I talked to the stripper for a while and he won me over. He did end up going home with us when the club closed at 3 AM, and actually stayed the night and had breakfast with us at the hotel. No issue with getting him in the hotel either. Threesomes are fun with Carlos. By the way, this bar is the closest to a Bangkok Bar that I’ve ever seen outside of Thailand, because of this: And yes, there was a fuck show, sexo en vivo, at Gigolo Erotic House. It took the whole bar to a whole new level for me. Plus of course the great guys. In some ways it is more fun than a Thailand bar, because the boys were not shy, and they were cheaper, and they were probably more fun. PS. Day 3 was fun as well, and we targeted free boys on Grindr. Lots of free boys in Bogota too. PPS. Carlos ended up moving to Bogota, with boyfriend in tow. I'm glad I brought all those sweaters for Carlos.