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It began when a cat decided to explore the top of an electrical transformer on the second level of Patpong 2. It was rapidly dispatched to mell heaven and multiple venues were plunged into darkness, including Hotmale. Screwboy narrowly escaped but many of the smaller restaurants and lady bars on the first floor weren’t as fortunate. Leave it to the ladies, however, who lit candles, giving the bars as romantic an atmosphere as you’re going to find in Patpong on any given night. A half dozen utility workers arrived on a huge flatbed truck equipped with a crane. They proceeded to remove three old transformers with a single larger one. This was no easy feat. The team, several quite easy on the eyes in their hard hats and the thumping background music, created a modern Village People high-wire act to the delight of passers by. One of the bar girls, waving a plastic bag, appealed to them for the remains so she could give it a proper burial. Some of the Hotmale guys could be seen shirtless, viewing the nearby action from their second floor perch opposite Luckyboys.

I wish I can agree with you but I don't. Years ago Pattaya have had 4 gay complexes Day Night coplex vanished,Sunee Plaza is bleeding( I doubt it can survive if the business will not improve soon),Boyz Town is very quiet only Jomtien complex is doing well at the moment. Dongtan beach was almost exclusively gay oriented with many young Thai boys seeking for clients and male masseurs doing massage on the beach and keeping you company but not anymore. Years ago quality and quantity of the boys was much bigger and their services were much cheaper. In the past Pattaya was gay heaven I could easily stay there weeks but sadly the gay scene shrinked badly and at my last trip last year after one week became bored this is why in my next trip planning to visit nearby places like Ko Samet , Kanchanaburi and Hua Hin. However Thailand is still my favourite destination in the world the low leaving costs,the gay friendly atmosphere and the kindness of the Thai people make it wonderful experience for me every time I come.

Day 1: Best Laid Plans The warm Brazil weather doesn't hit me as harshly in Brazilian winters as much as in summers. It was actually warmer in Miami when I left it, than in Recife now. Uber is pretty easy to get, and the good thing is that the airport is only 10 minutes away from Boa Viagem. I love when airports have Uber paths like this, it makes things easier for first-timers: Since it was early morning still, there was not a lot of traffic or people out in the streets, which made the journey straightforward. The AirBNB owner (and the photos) stated the name of the building and the apartment number. Check-in was a breeze: I only had to give the porter my (AirBNB) name and the apartment number, and without checking my identity, gave me the keys, and gave me a quick rundown of how-tos: to park, to gym, to chuck trash. My apartment was in a high floor (upper 20s), and the balcony was facing the ocean, with some apartment buildings just obscuring the view: I hate these types of high-floor, unsecured, balconies. It always makes me want to jump off it. Everything seemed to be in order, and as a bonus, the fridge was stocked with the basics, including my precious water: 1. Too Much Planning is a Bad Thing I’ve discovered that it is best to just let Brazil tell you what you need, instead of the other way around. I knew I wanted to get some various tail before the BF gets here later today, so I tried to maximize my chances by planning for dates in advance. A week before the trip, I had my Android phone, outfitted with the app Fake GPS, to do a mock location for my Grindr. I set it to Boa Viagem, Recife, and a few minutes later, as I always say, my Grindr lit up like a Christmas treeTM. Not as much paid guys messaged me, surpisingly, in proportion to the free guys, like in RJ or SP. Just lots of horny guys messaging fresh meat. I was eager to test both kinds however, so I started talking to the pay ones with interest. Two GP profiles that ultimately hooked my interest were from a young twink couple, and a hung and sexy 24 year old garoto. Since my BF was a athletically muscular, mostly top and dominant late-20s guy, I went with the twink couple for two reasons: (1) they were the opposite (twinks, 18 year olds, bottoms to vers, more submissive) to the BF and (2) they were charming and promised more than just sex, a full day of beach, eating, and of course, sex: Maybe 500 reals was high, I don’t know. Seemed fair for a full-day, multiple session, beach and other activities type of day, for 250 reals a boy. And they were really cute and sexy, one looked like Beiber, the other looked like a young Wilmer Valderrama, super-twinks with big cocks and delicious asses. They were full-time students, but needed cash for their various extra-curriculars. In the week leading up to the trip, they kept their contact with me, doing video calls, countless messages, and telling me they were excited for my arrival. BUT, on the day of arrival, this is what happened: So the one guy didn't message me till about 10 AM, and said that he was sick, and wanted to recover. I can certainly understand that. It was kind of dissapointing for sure, and they wanted to meet tomorrow (I can’t, BF will be here). But they showed so much promise in the week leading up to the trip that I couldn’t help being dissapointed. I got messages from them throughout the week, still apologizing. Maybe I’ll meet them at the end of the trip. I guess I will just have to check out the beach with the BF, for now. The pros and cons of trying to hire non-seasoned pros: on the one hand at least you’re not hiring some hardened professional who is jaded with everything, but you get uneven results. I turned to my other pro (24 year old good looking muscular fit hung guy) who wanted to charge me 200 at first, but knocked it down to 150, and even threw in a friend, to entice me, another, 20-something good looking guy: But I was tired of wasting time on pros at this point. Because the free market in Recife, it seemed, was willing to pick up the slack. 2. I’m not the only one Home Alone I was tired, cranky, spending too much time on Grindr, and was drifting from awake to asleep in bed, as the long journey finally takes its toll. I wake from an hour or so nap and check my Grindrs. A 23 year old white boy catches my eye. He was handsome, a nice tight body with a few tattoos, and some facial hair that made him look a little older. We did the usual back and forth in Grindr, in English. Photos were exchanged (big dick, big ass, as expected from these parts). He seemed to be eager to meet, but insisted to do it in his place. I asked where and when, he sent me the address and apartment number, and now, he said. I looked at Google Maps. It was 3 blocks away in the next street, at a high rise same as mine. I asked for Instagram, cute pics, seems like a nice energetic young guy. I asked for Whatsapp, I get a message there instantly. He asks if I wanted to chat on webcam. OK, so he wanted to see me live first before committing Fine, I call him. He answered. He was shirtless, smoking, by the balcony. Looked good so far. I took off my own shirt and went to the balcony as well. I felt the sun’s warm rays on my body. Recife was starting to feel good. We talked, in English, feeling each other out. I told him I was still waking up from a nap. He invited me over again, saying he would make me coffee when I came over. I got into it. Told him I would be there in 15. I took a quick but thorough shower (groin and ass spotless), left my wallet in the room and took only about 80 reals in 20s with me, my cellphone and keys, and started walking. Lots of red flags for sure right? I am meeting him at his place (but it’s a high-rise like mine with a porter). He was gonna make me coffee (I might get roofied). I did feel that I did the necessary due-diligence to manage the risks. I think the risk I am taking in this is no more than if I went over to a trick’s house back in the USA. I had his Whatsapp, Instagram, name. And what are the chances an English speaker would kill me in Brazil (highly likely). I get to the buidling and it seemed to be newer than mine was. I go straight to the elevators and key in the floor. I text him that I was on my way. He video calls me, and I answer when I get to his floor. 30 seconds later I get to his door. I see in the video him walk to his door and open for me. We both hang up our video calls. I come in. He was everything that was advertised, and his charming banter was helping my initial nerves go away. We talk for some time. He gets up to make the promised coffee. I follow him to the kitchen and watch him put the filter, the coffee, then water in the coffee maker, and turns it on. He turns to me and gives me a kiss. And we were off to the races. We get to the living room again and take off our clothes on the couch. As much fire as you would want out of a sex encounter. No protection too. I was on PREP. He said he was too. After cumming (and towels to at least clean us off), he makes the coffee. Yes to milk and sugar. He says he was staying with his mom in this condo, and she was out for the day. He talks about Recife, what to do, where to go. I tell him about my Brazil trips. He says that I’ve been to more places in Brazil than he has. He has been to the USA, NY and FL. More fooling around. He tells me we should shower together. While waiting for the water to get hot, we make out again. It only takes that much. Another session in the bathroom. I leave his condo clean, and thoroughly satisfied. 3. Walmart is different here than back home On the walk back I turned on my Grindr. I had some active messages currently with some guys that I just left hanging since I went to the guy’s place. I send out a reply to this one guy who I thought was interesting. He said he was married, to a woman, and just wanted to get his man fix while he was out of the house during errands. He refused to give me any pics (too many excuses), but promised that he was good looking (right). He was pretty insistent. But it was his stats: 29 YO, 6’5, 220 lbs, white guy, hairy, big dick and ass, that was intriguing. He said he was at the nearby Walmart and just driving around. Another English speaker, which at this point was surprising. I could’ve sworn I left Miami yesterday. I had to weigh my options. It was 3:30 PM. I had to be at the airport at 5:30 PM, to get my prince charming. Fine, life favors the bold. I told him I’d meet him at Walmart. It was only a 5 minute walk past my apartment building. If he was fugly I'd just walk past and go in the Walmart to buy tube socks. We agree to meet at the entrance. As I walk to the entrance I see a tall guy. It was unmistakably him. Alright, I can maybe work with this. He was in his gym clothes, sleeveless shirt, shorts to his knees, trendy Nike “tennis” shoes. He was twirling his car keys in his hands. He knows what I look like and nods at me as I walk up to him. “Matheus?” I ask. He says my name. We shake hands. He was a little nervous, I could tell. I suggest to walk to the direction of my apartment building, and explain to him that it was just across the street. We walk by his car (a black Mercedes CLA, another rich guy, like lover boy earlier), and he locks it (again) for good measure. Once we get to the room he was more relaxed, but we were both sweaty from walking in the Recife sun. I try to move things along, and initiating contact, and it turned out the time with him was pretty hot too. He came right away, and in the act of fucking him, he came again. He was really wanting it. He was straight-guy hot. No visible abs but flat tummy, non-manicured body hair but pretty nicely laid out. His cock was all Brazilian and instantly hard, but he was looking to be fucked and I obliged. The hottest thing of all was me thinking he was married to a woman. His golden band was very visible. There was something about Boa Viagem in Recife that made me feel secure, unlike even in Ipanema or Copacabana in Rio. Boa Viagem seems to house the rich people of Recife. The streets were safe, lots of higher-end cars, and chill people. When he left I had to “de-whore” the apartment. The blanket was full of jizz, so I folded it up and hid it in a closet. The towel the guy used, I also hid. I straightened out things as much as I could and opened all the windows to get rid of the stench of sex that still permeated the air. I showered, and checked to see if I had any visible sex marks on my body that would give me away. Next up, hubby is here!

This point is definitely a very positive change, and i hope itll continue to be. Wish the same can be said for the rest of the world too.

I like that way of thinking, where's " I like it very much button ?"

where's disagreement ? by the way whole point of discussion is to see where people agree and where they differ, otherwise we will have just 'yes, yes , yes ' festival. My point was 2 headed: first - while memories are precious , dwelling on them may make one bitter and disappointed that's is over instead of focusing how we can have fun now and in future. For me best venue I ever set foot in Thailand was now defunct Aqua Spa, yet it' s gone and even my best memories will not resurrect it so i found Arena , Senso, Tawan , Moonlight , BBB and list goes and and on. Second - while scene is changed and shrunken there's still more than I can absorb during my pilgrimage, there are 15 boy bars in BKK , at one a night during 2 weeks foray it will be still one neglected. And just along Suriwong there's more places that we need for 1 massage a day during the same period. So instead looking for half empty part of glass why not enjoy well filled full half ? That IS my point

This is certainly not a ploy money boy will never tell you that unless he really likes you or planning to make serious relationship with you. If I were you I wouldn't pay him every day he might be offended but I will give him the full amount for his service at the end of the trip for his time and tell him you are not paying for the sex with him but to help him for his future.

Lurkerspeaks and I met on several occasions . I was one of many who helped him plan his first trip to Thailand. Others encouraged him to stay at the Raya. The fact that he died there, while sad, should not keep people from staying there. It does for me only because I knew him personally and would probably not be able to keep that off of my mind. Then again, I didn’t like the Raya. With Twilight closed, it is not as handy as it once was.

I can imagine many things but that one I can't

Since their website was no longer updated, I sent to GEH a whattsapp message asking if there was show on thursdays in GEH. They answered rapidly giving only the program of Saint Moritz (where live sex show takes place on thursdays)

So close, Josh and spoon. She was telling me the glasses (spectacles) I had ordered were ready to be picked up. The "or lady" bit confused me. Being a gay tourist I have nothing to do with ladies.

I stopped in again last night and had a good time. Plenty of boys, a few customers and friendly frisky atmosphere. Eros was fun for a change, plots of boys and no sign of rumoured closing.

i disagree and i could very well be wrong but the “internet ads” are not that many in number and seem disapropriately muscled /older guys and a number who still work the saunas on Tuesday’s/Weds/Friday’s. i don’t think the internet has had as big a effect in Brazil as it has had in the rest of the world! But that could be wishful thinking on my part as i like seeing in person before buying! :-) i am coming back in August but i am not halting the situation either as 8 of the guys i am seeing none work in the sauna anymore! the best i can say is enjoy it while we have it because one way or another it will be gone someday...Gaiety and Stella’s in NYC because of real estate prices, various cities in Florida because of Zoning changes/violations, and of course the internet in the rest of the world!

I've been away on a project for the last several days and have only now caught up with this topic. More than a few years back, I moved from one address to another. In the process, I found a cache of photos from more than a decade earlier. Looking at them I found that they did not match my memories. The reality of the photos was much less than the joyful memories. Fortunately, I've decided that I'll stop taking photos, except when they are of a boy I've met...I'll keep the memories, suspecting they might not be completely accurate. My hope is continue creating new memories to add to those from the mid 90s and the 2000s.

Been many times to Circuit Festival Waterpark Day and Night parties and most sex occurs in toilets. Never seen sex in the open during the day and during the night it does happen but in dark corners and locker rooms unlike at the parties in Berlin where sexy guys fuck straight on the dancefloor and everywhere and anywhere. To me Barcelona and whole Spain is overrated. Guys like to show off bods in tiny speedos. Berlin, Brussels and Amsterdam is much better for some action.

be nice !

If you want meet hot guys for payed sex (to reasonable price) in Barcelona, there is only Thermas Sauna; best time from 17.00 to 22.00, especially on Friday and Saturday. What changed there in the last months: "The Colombians are the new Brazils". Have fun!

That's all true. I love my three visits a year to Pattaya but I'm not certain I'd be quite so excited by the prospect if I wasn't in a ltr. Observing the bar-scene from outside, I'm not impressed. Nevertheless, there have been improvements since my first visit. 1) Apps ensure that sanuk is available twenty-four hours a day 2) The range of restaurants is astonishing. The new Terminus 21 alone could keep a tourist sated for three weeks 3) The malls can provide a respite to the heat during the daytime. 4) Issues relating to underage sex seem to have disappeared. 5) More flights are available to and from Bangkok, both international and domestic. And perhaps surprisingly, those flights are not much more expensive than when I first came in 1995 while the cost of hotels and restaurants , not to mention company, has remained pretty stable.

And 117 did not have a second chance because I ended going to 202 again. But let's start by the beginning. Diego came over this morning to spend the day together. We had talked about going to Ipanema, but ended doing something different. He has been so fantastic, and made such a difference in this trip, that I wanted to reward him. And of course the problem is, how. Cash? We had talk about me sending him a cheap phone once back to the States. His phone was stolen in a sauna, and Diego has been out of the grid for some time now. Imagine a GP without a smart phone. Not even a GP, imagine any Millennial without a phone. When he walked in, he was very excited and happy because had finally obtained his Carta de Travalho. It was a document he needed to start playing soccer professionally and make R$ 1,000 monthly. He came in sharing the good news, hugging me and kissing me out of excitement. Imagine his face when I asked him what telephone he wanted. He could not believe it, kissed me again, and started to jump around happy for all the good things happening to him today. We got on line to check phones and decided to change our plans for the day. Instead of going to Ipanema, we would go to AquaRio with a stop in Rio Sul, a big shopping center, to buy his new phone. He had never been in the aquarium and the prospect added even more excitement to his day. It was immensely gratifying to be now the one giving and making a difference in his life. Once in the shopping, he chose a Galaxy at R 1,200. Which is a fraction of the money I am able to save each month. For less than half of my monthly savings, I was able to make a difference in Diego's life. Once with his new phone, we headed to the aquarium. Diego had been very careful about picking a phone with a good camera, and was very excited to use it for the first time in AquaRio. I liked the installation for itself, but it was an additional pleasure to have Diego over excited like a little kid with his new phone and this field trip. The aquarium is relatively new, privately own, and with relatively expensive tickets. The museums I visited charged R10, the aquarium was R100, because we got the discount for Mercosul citizens. This was the biggest aquarium I ever visited (I never went to the ones in Baltimore and Florida) and really enjoyed the experience. After the aquarium, we returned to my Airbnb. We wanted the last afternoon together to be "tranquilo". There still was some excellent weed left overs, we ordered a delicious local pizza, and hang out while waiting for the delivery. Once the pizza arrived and we ate, it was time for "sexo". Diego was more demonstrative than ever before out of happiness and gratitude. He commanded me to bed (he had being consistently very demanding about having sex even more than once in a day), we got naked and started to make out passionately. After a while, he turned around and gave me his back in position to get fucked. I kept kissing, licking, and hugging him, but did not try to fuck him. He turned from being laying on his left side to be fully face sown, and pushed me on top of him. I let my hard dick go in between his thighs, like faking a penetration, but he wanted more. So I stopped the whole thing, moved to his side, and told him very clearly "I do no want to fuck you". I reminded him of a conversation we had already have, where I explained to him that my pleasure comes from my partner's pleasure. Self-sacrifice is a huge turn off for me. Diego hugged me and kissed me more, and told me that I was the best. After kissing me for a while, he pushed me to his right nipple and started to jerk off while I licked and sucked it. I alternated between kissing and licking his nipple while he played with edging for a while. This was actually the best sex we had, he was finally relaxing and allowing me to please him instead of vice versa. He busted first, then I followed, and we fell asleep. I do not like sleeping with anyone in my bed, it is one of the reasons why I do not do overnights. I do not like waking up and not being alone. But we both fell asleep and slept for a while. When we wake up, it was almost time to go to the sauna. Here we had another change of plans. I wanted to go to 117 because the thread about Brazilian Saunas has a table that recommends it as the best option for Fridays. However, Diego insisted that the info was wrong, that the best place to go to was Pointe because there was a show and the cabins were for free. Fortunately, I listened to him, because tonight I am reconciled with saunas. From the very beginning Pointe felt great, very animated and friendly, with more boys than clients. We arrived about 8pm, and sat in a table to check the crowd. I got immediately infatuated with a dark chocolate boy. I asked Diego wether or not he knew the guy, and he told me that he knew him and he was "boa gente". After hanging out for 20' (always making out), Diego went to change clothing to start hunting for a programa. As soon as he left, I made eye contact with the pretinho and he came to sit with me, gorgeous beautiful. His name was Marcelo, from Bahia, 23 años. He told me he was versatile and into kissing, and immediately demonstrated his kissing skills. His fee was 150 (I know, I could have negotiated it down). He wanted me to look for a room, but I wanted to see the show first. So he left to go to the sauna. After 10 minutes returned because the sauna was too crowded, he said. The show was not starting and, when we asked, we were told that there was a delay, so we got one of the suites. Once in the suite, he got quickly naked and show me a huge dick in full hard. However, he would avoid kissing me, and therefore I would not get hard. I reminded him that he told me he was into kissing, but he ignored my complains and started to suck my dick and jerk me off trying to make me hard. I insisted that I wanted and needed kissing. So he stopped and told me he was not going to do it. I gave him R50, and a goodbye. Bad beginning for the night. I returned to the bar. There were a few guys I was interested in, but I was not making eye contact. Until finally a short black guy, with a smooth athletic body and a delicious mischievous face came to me. His name was Luiz, Carioca, 22 years old. As soon as I told him that I was into kissing, he started kissing me like the world was going to end. His price was 130, I promised him 150 if he made me happy. The boy was amazing, the first time I had excellent sex in a sauna. He made me feel wanted ad took my dick like a champ hard, deep, and long. We had not discussed busting, but we busted almost together, first I did it inside of him, then was his turn. After busting we kept hugging and making out, traded WhatsApp numbers, and agreed on a possible date for tomorrow afternoon. He earned his 150. Happy with the turn of events, I returned to the bar to see if there was still fishable material. I saw a guy I had seen to days before and liked a lot. Black, tall, athletic, with a very pretty and boyish face. We locked eyes and started talking. His name was Louis, also from Bahia (I am surrounded by bahianos), and versatile, but not into kissing. Bad luck. When I was almost ready to go, I saw Jonathan. 19 y.o., from Sao Paulo, visiting Rio. I do not have to describe him because I have a picture and his vivalocal link, let's hope it works: https://m.vivalocal.com/acompanhantes-gays/copacabana/com-local---/183904068 He looks now like the picture I am posting here, the ones in his ad are outdated on his hair. We quickly established compatibility, made out in the bar for about 15' while I was recovering from my session with Luiz, and went to a suite. Another excellent experience. We also traded numbers and agreed on a possible meeting tomorrow. I am fantasizing with getting these two kids together to my airbnb if I can coordinate times. Happy and exhausted I returned to my nest and decided to write this report before going to sleep. Tomorrow is my last full day and night and want to be doing something else. Tomorrow night I wanted to go to 117, but Luiz, Jonathan, and Diego are going to 202. Let's see.

yes , don't forget about us, waiting patiently for HotMale, Tawan and Jupiter chapters

Sauna Thermas is the rentboy sauna. It is on par with Club 117 in Rio and Thermas Lagoa in São Paulo, including the working boys. Sauna Casanova is the most popular non rentboy sauna wth the closest thing to some youthful club gym bodies you’ll find at a non rentboy sauna there.

You said saunas, plural. I don't think people on this forum would likely visit more than one sauna in Barcelona - Sauna Thermas. Sauna Thermas is the only true hustler sauna in Barcelona. It has been operating about the same since it was remodeled several years ago. Most people, including me, like the place. You will find a variety of guys from various countries. There are some regular gay saunas in Barcelona. I have not been to any of them. I heard the regular gay saunas are nice.

Welcome to the site. I have lived in the Middle East and have a great appreciation for many people there. "Camel jockey" is a racist and derogatory term and using it is not acceptable here. I'll let this stand as a warning but the next time, you are gone from the site. I hope this was just a one time mistake.

I hadn't visited Niceboys for a few weeks but visited Tuesday evening. If it has been a lack of boys lately, that certainly was not the case this evening. 14 boys on stage at about midnight, I would say everyone of them handsome, and a couple more sitting with customers. Plenty of customers coming and going, tipping and offing boys. The new black and white decor looks good! Niceboys as usual a good reason to visit Sunee.

I would think it would have more to do with others taking their jobs away. Just like the Americans and the Mexicans. Americans are really upset that the people from South America are coming to the USA and taking all those hard outdoor jobs that Americans love. Just like the Thais are upset that the other Asian countries are coming here taking all their clients from the bar business. However, one of these I believe and the other is total BS.

I am new to Pattaya but I see these insane camel jockeys racing down the streets daily. I am glad they are clamping down.