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because of temples , food, shopping and hot weather during northern winter if you are putting it over your head try to make some hole where your nose and mouth are for easier breathing . Those days most people are putting condoms on the cock though, try at the next opportunity not even necessarily in Thailand

The Site Boys – A Sao Paulo Helping A few weeks ago, I was with a GP from Sao Paulo, Lucas, in a 3 day trip in Rio de Janeiro. He was one of those tanned, super handsome, muscular demi-gods that one gets to know in Brazil, but with an unusually quiet demeanor. We have just exited Point 202, on a weirdly slow Friday night. While we waited for our Uber back to the hotel, we were discussing on how uneven sauna nights are these days. A huge part of it of course was because of the pandemic, and how the depressed tourists numbers led to sometime depressing nights in Rio. Lucas then commented that he found this slowness in the saunas tiring, and wish that he could put an ad on the websites, to expand his client base. I asked him why he couldn’t just do that, and just go to the sauna during busy nights to supplement his income. He said that apart from the fact that he didn’t want his family to know he was a GP (and websites tend to get passed arou d and shared), he said that the internet is forever, and once he put his face, and his penis, out there, it was all over for him, and having the GP reputation will follow him forever. But he did know some boys who had ads in the websites. He said that they have a more regular income than he does, and they can work 24 hours a day, instead of the more limited hours of the sauna. They usually charge a little bit more on the sites than in the sauna, as you had to pay the websites a monthly fee to get listed there, as well as paying a little bit more for a nice apartment to meet clients in. Lucas said when the saunas were closed down due to the pandemic, he knew that the site boys were still getting new customers via the sites, and he had to rely on previous clients that are now his regulars. Overall, while he acknowledged the obvious advantages of having a site of his own, he ultimately does not want his face out there. I am sure there are a sizeable amount of boys that would otherwise treat the sauna as their main medium of selling their wares, but have found, increasingly, that putting their mugs out there on websites is much more advantageous, given how the sauna scene has progressively worsened. Some of you here have commented that the “gods” that previously haunted the old Lagoa have now migrated to the sites, and looking at Garoto Com Local, it hard to argue that this is now where you will mainly find this type of guy: So after bidding farewell to Paulo for now, as he ventures back to Fortaleza to keep working (because it was clear he was not going to be able to work with me tagging along and messing up his focus), and to wait for me in a week (or two) to join him, I spent some more time in Sao Paulo, alone this time, but not for long. I decided to get two guys in Garoto com local today. One for the early afternoon (one advantage of non-sauna procurement), and one for the evening. So I go to the site and look for my prince charming for the moment. While looking at pictures and admiring the effort in getting these together, as well as being pretty pleased with viewing the male anatomy, mostly what you expect, big and hard, this is a poor substitute to picking out company in a sauna. I still miss the social aspect of being in the sauna, which is not only visual, but tactile as well. Having the advantage of touching the merchandise, and talking to them to suss out compatibility, is definitely preferred to doing my due diligence, alone, in a lonely hotel room, under the covers. So I wanted to pick the “perfect” hire. He had to be young (20-25), tall, handsome, light tan (white or pardo), muscular, hung, big cock, and versatile. His ad should have mentions of being a good kisser, and have lots of reviews of him being passionate, as well as mentions of not being a “clock watcher” and no pressure. Having videos is a plus too, as videos are generally non-photoshoppable, so you see the goods in action, as they are. This seems like a tall order, but surprisingly, even with all these exacting requirements, I still had an embarrassingly large amount of choices left. So I had to settle on one of course. Each ad had a pretty convenient easy button that, if you are viewing the ad on your phone, can click and it directly opens up your whatsapp, where you can take the convo from there. Mister Perfect So I try one guy who I thought would tick all the boxes I wanted. The response was pretty quick, and the convo was very efficient: He answered all the compatibility questions I could think of (kiss? Suck? Versatile?), and pretty soon I was booking him to arrive an hour from now. This is like Uber Eats level speed y’all. I was not particularly horny but what the hell right? I was looking at a pretty afternoon alone so this would break up the solitude quite nicely. In 30 minutes he asks me if I could get him an Uber from his place, and it seems that he was 15 minutes from my Paulista AirBNB, and in 20 minutes, Mr Perfect was at the lobby. I meet him at the lobby, and even from afar, he was a looker. He was wearing gym wear, and both shirt and shorts were pretty complementary to his muscular form. He saw me and smiled widely. Darn, really handsome. Manicured beard. Very stylish hair. He meets me halfway and shakes my hand, and then pulls me in for a hug. He smelled good. He is definitely a very carefully constructed piece of perfection who knew how to look the part, and play the part. It took all the strength I had to not tear into him on the elevator ride up. At the room, he took off his shirt, and sat down at the bed. Wowza. Just the right amount of chest hair. Carefully placed tattoos. “Parabens,” I tell him. For what, he asks. I flatter him, telling him how nice I thought he looked, and it obviously takes very hard work to look like that. He smiles. Worth it. He returns the compliment. He then asks why was I standing in the other of the room, away from him. OK fine. What followed was… a pretty satisfactory time with Mr Perfect. Very passionate. Kissed the heck out of me. He sucked and rimmed (and I dd as well). He took his time for sure. When it came to it, he was versatile. Overall it was… perfectly fine. Not to be such a demanding bitch about this. The sex was great for sure. Everything you could ask for, and he even came. In my mouth. But the mechanical proficiency he was doling it out to me lacked the necessary connection for me to fully enjoy it. But you know. It was fine. We talked some more after the deed, and he said yes when I offered to buy him lunch before he left. A quick walk to Shopping Cidade Paulista, and doing a por quilo meal, he shared more about his life, saying that the pandemic has been fairly good for him, and still had a steady amount of clients in the city. His phone was buzzing the whole time we were having lunch, but like any other professional individual, he was careful to not answer it when he was with me. We parted ways after the meal (after a nice hug in the middle of Paulista), and it was 300 reais well spent on a 2 and a half hour meeting. Mister Worker A nap. Then gym. Then a light dinner. As an introvert I relish the quiet moments, even in Brazil. But it was time to get another Garoto com local, but no meu local. I had my eye on a fairly popular pornstar that was listed in the site. I won’t divulge who this guy is but sufficed to say I was more intrigued about talking to him about his life, than having sex with him. Sex would be a part, of course, but sometimes, the story is better than the lay. So I message him, and in a few moments I get responses back: Fairly standard replies, and he even sometimes replied back in English, which was a nice touch. We decide on a 9 PM rendezvous, and as with Mr. Perfect, Mr. Worker was pretty prompt in asking me for an Uber. He lived in Bela Vista, which was fairly close to where I was, so in 6 minutes, I had to fetch him in the lobby. He was very charming, not the typical Adonis that one gets in the sites. But it was his story that drew me to him anyway. He asked me right away if he knew me from his porn work. I told him I did, and it was kind of weird to see him in my hotel room after viewing his fairly hot videos. He then asked me about the USA, and as we did our back and forth, we got close to each other, and got progressively more naked as the conversation went on. In between kisses, oral, rimming, and other wonderful things, I got a pretty nice story from him. He has leveraged his porn notoriety into actual work on the sites, and a few years ago, after finally snatching a US tourist visa, made his way to a fairly lucrative escort career in the US, mostly in the east coast. His main haunt was NYC, and that’s where he made most of his money. He said he only had to list himelf in one of the more popular rent boy sites in the USA, and his phone didn’t stop buzzing with request to meet after that. He had to turn people away. He said sometimes he would have 6 clients in a day, in a 36 hour span, not sleeping when it was needed. It was tiring work but it was lucrative work. He was able to send thousands upon thousands of dollars back to Brazil, and was able to do a lot of things with the money. He quoted me 300 reais for this programa, and he laments that in those days, he would gain 300 dollars an hour, and usually 1000 dollars for an overnight. This brought a small tear in his eye as he was telling me this. I asked if the pandemic made it hard for him to get back to the USA. He said that it wasn’t the pandemic that stopped him. His visa was cancelled last year. He tried to enter the USA for his 4th trip, but was flagged by immigration in Boston. He had entry stamps from trips before, but it didn’t matter. He was flagged. While in detention he was asked why he wanted to get in the country. He had his canned “I’m only a tourist,” spiel that worked before. The authorities then asked for access to his phone. He obliged, and there was the proof. Thousands of messages from clients in the states, asking for his services, and him quoting prices. The authorities then concluded that it wasnt just a tourist trip, and he was going to actually work as an escort in the USA, which was a no-no. His visa was revoked, and was put in a flight back to Brazil. He has been in Brazil ever since. He told me about his life there as well. What a story. The sex was great as well. Maybe because now I had a connection with him? Fully versatile. Made my eyes roll at the back of my head. Made me came twice. He came twice too. Very very satisfactory. I ordered pizza in. We shared it with beers. He stayed till 6 AM. Vale a pena. I also tried the site boys in Fortaleza and Recife. I’d say on the average, the encounters were pretty good, even if the price was 50% to 100% more than what you get from saunas. I still miss the sauna of course, like I miss eating in restaurants. Getting Uber Eats is fairly convenient, and the quality of food is the same, if a bit more expensive, but the ambience of a restaurant, and getting to choose the food through menus, while seeing the merchandise from other tables, and smelling the food as you wait, is something I prefer. Next – Fortaleza, what a revelation.

Are you putting the condom on your little head?

The best solution for you is not to put condoms and not come to Thailand at all.Stay home.

Last night was my first night alone, I slept great. I got up, cooked breakfast for the first time, and I am enjoying my early morning by myself. I thought that I would be flexible in the pandemic context, and would be able to enjoy the permanent company of one or two boys, but I am not. I do prefer sleeping and specially, waking up by myself, and enjoying my morning alone. I slept with the doors to the terrace wide open, cuddled by the ocean waves music. I live in a small apartment in DC, just this immersion in an open and natural environment worths my trip. I needed a break from such a long lock down. I did check my grindr and my scruff before going to bed, and I had too many hits to check them all. I did respond to the one I liked the most, a 23 years guy in my neighborhood. However, most of my hits were from quite far away. My plan was going to sleep (what did I say about my fondness for planning?) but I could not resist his approaches. As he was located only 6 blocks away, he rode his bike and made it in 5’. Great hook up, voracious kisser and bottom, really into hairy older men. Our intense and passionate session really helped me to fall asleep. We will probably connect again, I found a message this morning. This is not paid sex. My location, Recreio dos Bandeirantes, is great if you are looking for calm, nature, open spaces, and relax. However, if your goal coming to Brazil is the sex, you should look for something closer to Copacabana and Ipanema. In my previous visits, my Ubers would never go above 40 Rials, most of the times would be in the range of 25/30. From here, I pay 60/80 every time I wanna go downtown, or bring here someone from downtown. As the pandemic is up, my interest in sexual marathons is highly diminished, which of course does not mean I am not willing to take risks. But reading some of the posts in this and other related threads, many of you seem only interested in sex tourism. In that case, Recreio dos Bandeirantes is too far, you will need at least 40’, often more, to get to a sauna or bring someone to your place. I will take a shower and join Rhyheim and his crew. I will do my best to keep you all posted. Remember 117 evening if you are around. I may also go to Pointe on Wed by myself, but who knows (plans, plans, plans).

Great report....He is indeed interesting....One person in this picture definitely stands out from all the others....SMILE None of those guys would be my type or worth going to Rio for but there is a snag for every rag and its a beautiful pic....

Things are changing fast. This trip is being an amazing learning experience, I am glad I do not get frustrated at mi mistakes but instead I learn from them and move on. I made several mistakes, let me share some of them. But before that, quick announcement for the friends in Rio right now. Tomorrow Tuesday, around 5/6 pm, Rhyheym Shabazz is taking the American porn performers he summoned on field trip to 117. If you are around, you may be able to hire one of them at Brazilian prices, if you are willing to be filmed wearing a mask. Back to my mistakes. I have always advised everyone not to make multiple days contracts with guys you have never met before. I should have followed my own advise. Plus, always wise @Tomcalhas consistently pointed out that what a GP is willing to make alone with you may be quite different. Everything was starting well. We had a great time on Saturday with Diego, and then Will joined us and, after Diego left, I had a great time with Will. However, on Sunday, when I tried to have them interacting the chemistry did not work. Diego would get tense and uncomfortable when Will would touch him, and his dick would remain flaccid. However, he would get a hard one as soon as I interacted with him. Not only that. Diego would be all over me all the time, and Will was left aside, feeling like the second wife, his own words. So I had to change my plans. Will went back to stay with Rhyheim in his huge place in Leblon, although we will still do some stuff together. Only Diego will stay with me most of the time in my place. After a complicated morning, the change was amazing as soon as Will left. Diego was still affectionate, but doubled down on his sexual advances (I never take the initiative, he is always the one asking for more sex). I do not know how many times he cummed that afternoon, but I did it twice and ended exhausted. Of course we were not playing all the time, but also cuddling and chatting and sharing our favorite songs. As he knows I respect his limits, he seems to feel quite liberated and loves teasing me with his beautiful, solid soccer player butts twerking and dancing with me. It was hot, but also sweet and fun. He stayed overnight and I did not write my report this morning because we had sex again. Although it is not the sex I enjoy the most, I did enjoy a lot all the additions coming in the package. He left in the morning because I was going to spend a couple of hours with Will visiting Acua-Rio (my second time, I like to take boys who have never been there for the visit and look at their joy in the tank. Will did not disappoint. After that, he took me to Rhyheim’s place. We have been talking and facetiming a lot with Rhyheim, but we had never met. My admiration and fondness for his work is well known, and I was thrilled. We had a great time hanging out and chatting face to face for the first time, he took me for a tour of the house, and introduced me to the guys I had not yet met. I met and clicked with Eyefilmz and Bernardo, and had fun with the Brazilian boys. I had a specially good connection with Andy Rodrigues out of the local performers I had not met before. When I arrived, I witnessed the prep for a photo shoot, and saw the whole backstage work. The American visitors started to join and also connected quite well with all of them, although I specially liked Elijah. They also joined the photo session and then they all went for dinner to a buffet restaurant. Instead, Rhyheim took me for dinner to one of his favorite restaurants in Ipanema. Unfortunately I was thrilled and stoned and I do not remember the name of the place, buit the food was delicious. Then we went back to the house because Carlos Maranhao was arriving, Rhyheim hasd prepared a surprise for Italo, and wanted me to witness the situation. I was actually going to film it, because he thought Eyefilmz was not available, but he show up and I did not have to do any work. We hang out there for a while and then I came back home. I just called Diego to ask him not to come tonight. Instead of sex, I want to go to sleep early to be well rested for tomorrow. I will spend the whole day with Rhyheim and crew. Some filming in the morning, beach, Clube 117, some more filming in the night, and then I will be back home. Hopefuly, I will spend the day in the beach with Diego on Wednesday. However, one of the lessons I learned is that I have to stop making so many plans, and talking too much about them. I do not know how my trip will be after tomorrow. It was interesting, educative, and so much fun! This trip will be a landmark in my personal growth as a blogger. I am happy! And very tired. I will try to sleep after posting this report. I tried to upload pioctures but the wifi here is not allowing me. Let me try a Tweet.

BTW: just turning on Grindr, Hornet and Jack'd, when I got home and checked the apps, there were over 20 messages from some very cute lads. Activity is high on the apps right now.

Walking around the gay Bangkok area is getting more fun. The boys that were the hosts at Hot Male Beer Bar took over a bar downstairs and now the view from that bar is excellent as the street traffic is fun to see. Much like the gay beer bars that use to dominate Soi Twilight, it seems many of those lady bars that so many worried about are beginning to close and gay ones are opening in their place. It was fun to see so many new boys at the beer bars. And, if like me, you like some tattoos, the beer bar nearest to Screwboys has some amazing looking manly men working. As I walked by, I had several offers of sexy lads offering to "take care of all of me." I wasn't sure if that meant they would take care of me that night or that I was so big they would take time to take care of each part of my body. In either case, it sounded good and I'll plan to revisit soon. Hot Male had very few boys on stage. When I went in, only three boys there so I left. Fresh Boys had about 20 guys on stage and like previous visit, mostly hot sexy twinks. Screwboys had about 10 guys but it only takes one and I liked one that went from Freshboys to Screwboys and Jupiter Boy and I took him home for a 3way. Jupiter Boy said he sucks dick better than any lady. I wasn't sure if my feelings should be hurt or agree with him so I just smiled with a twinkle in my eye that said, "don't fucking ruin this for me." I was told Friday night was much busier and tons of customers. I didn't see a lot of customers in the GoGo bars but did in the beer bars. It was also a rainy night and that always keeps the boys at home. The mamasan told me many Vietnam boys are back in town but working at the massage parlors as opposed to the bars. I asked why and she said police are now checking passports and if they are in the country legally. I did jump onto Hornet, Grindr and Jack'd and there were tons of boys on all the apps and I noticed a few Viet boys from the old Screwboys. I didn't have long in the area so I didn't message anyone as Jupiter Boy and I were happy with the boy we chose from Screwboys. Gay Bangkok is coming back to life. More boys and more beer bars. When this Covid things die down and all of you who haven't been able to visit LOS come back, you are going to be happy with the changes. I know the boys are all waiting patiently for you! In the meantime, I'll try to do my best to entertain two or three each week. And, as you can see, Jupiter Boy and I are still going strong. He doesn't want me to play without him but is quiet happy to play with him which works well for me as well.

From The Nation The Bangkok Metropolitan Administration (BMA) has tested seven electric boats on Monday before they go into service from Friday. These e-boats will run along Bangkok’s Phadung Krung Kasem Canal in line with the project of improving the capital’s water transportation systeThese boats, run completely by power generated from solar cells installed on the roof, will be monitored by the authorities via the pre-installed GPS system. The new boats can seat 30 passengers and has space for one wheelchair. Canal boats run along the Phadung Krung Kasem Canal from 6am to 7pm on weekdays and 8am to 7pm on weekends. The 9.9-metre long and 2.9-metre wide boats can run at a maximum speed of 17 kilometres per hour, compared to the 15kmph speed of ordinary canal boats.

I am curios, is Rhyhiem himself available? He is so hot and one of my favourite porn stars

Hurray, @numazu! Thanks for your thoughtful, sexy, insightful and extremely well written update!

Farang customers are scare in the go-go bars these days so there are many boys waiting and waiting for someone to off them up until closing time.

I just wanted to log in and say that I am too.

The B Word: Sao Paulo Edition – … is good for the gander So maybe I overdid it with laying on the guilt about Paulo making me wait for 5 hours alone, while he sexed up 6 guys at Lagoa last night. So much so that he said that he was willing to allow me to have one programa tonight. I knew he didn’t take this decision lightly. He gave me many conditions: that I try to get the guy while he is in a programa so he does not see me going with the guy (jealousy?), that I was not to ask for the guy’s Whatsapp (how can he prohibit this if he is not in the room with us?), and to make sure that I won’t be too tired to cum with him after the night is over (oh yeah, this one is easy). Setting expectations is important in any successful relationship. Meeting them, however, is another matter. Saturday night at Lagoa. We arrive a little after 6, and the place was half empty. Paulo and I settle in on a table at the bar area. Paulo hydrates with water for the night ahead. I hydrate with vodka. Across the room, a weird looking guy was looking at us, and then walked up to us and shook both our hands. After a few pleasantries the guy asked Paulo if he could join him after he was done with me. I nod to Paulo to let him know he could go now. It was that quick. The guy was with another guy in the table, and with Paulo they seemingly had a nice conversation going. I wonder what they were talking about. Meanwhile, as the night wore on, and people started streaming in, I grew more excited. Not because I was “allowed” to do a programa with a guy, nope. I have done that so many times already this trip. It's that I had to do it under the BF’s nose. It is always more exciting if an act is somewhat forbidden. It adds to the experience. At least for me. So I had to make this one programa count. If I were to get someone tonight, he had to be “better” than the BF. At least in the superficial sense. More handsome. Taller. More muscular. Bigger penis. Better fuck. All the superlatives you can think of. Otherwise, why bother paying for it? Which was a tall order in these parts, at least nowadays. It is no secret to anyone that most of the “gods” that frequented the old Lagoa do not go to the saunas anymore, and have turned to websites as their main source of income. Even as a more recent Brazil tourist (since December 2017), I have to admit that I do not see those “gods” in huge numbers anymore, like at the start of my trips in 2017 and 2018. That’s probably why a guy that looks like Paulo was in such high demand. And it is probably why I had a hard time finding a “better” Paulo substitute to worship, than the god I was going home with tonight. That was until a familiar sight came along. He was easily 6’4 or taller. Giant muscles. You could not miss this guy, even in a sauna like Lagoa. And I certainly recognized him from a previous trip. I could not remember when or where. It was good timing too. Paulo was nowhere to be found. @floridarob knows this about me: I do not waste any time. I flag the guy down and he sits next to me. He tells me his name, “Henrique, prazer.” He shakes my hand, in a sort of formal way. Not warm, but I can overlook it considering he was a mountain of a man. Up close, I’d say his biggest assets were his gigantic muscles. He was handsome, not in a classical way, but the kissable lips and soulful eyes were two big things for me. While we did our small talk, I admired his muscles. Man, his overall look harkened back to the days of the sauna Adonises. His muscles were huge, and I asked permission for a helping of his biceps. He flexed, and showed me just how big they were, and invited me for a squeeze. That was it. There was no escaping it. Once you touch the sinews of those muscles, couples with how smooth his brown skin was, no one would be able to say no. So I asked. 150, he said. Pretty standard price. I was expecting more for this quality. I survey the room. Paulo was still out. We head over to the suites level to get a room. Towels. Condoms and lube. Keys. And we were off. He grabs the keys from me to open the door to our suite. He has probably done this a thousand times. He knew the drill, almost too well. First he turned on the TV to show straight porn. Then he turns on the air for ventilation. Then he puts his keys and phone on the shelf on the corner. Then he takes off his towel and folds it neatly at the top of the bed. Then he reclines on the bed, stroking his cock, waiting for me to make my next move. Alright, this was kind of too business like for me. I take off all my clothes right away, which is not what I do usually, as I usually let the flow of the programa lead me to this inevitable naked place, but since there was no flow at all, I figured that I should just get this over with. I lay beside him, feeling the warmth of his body on mine. He makes some overtures, touching my body, massaging my back. I try to kiss him, and he kisses back with a semi-closed mouth. Oh ok, he was one of those. I tried to press the issue, he didn’t seem to like kissing me much. The saving grace at this point tho, was his body, which was a work of art, like a Greek marble statue, except for the cock, which was all too Brazilian: uncut, long, and fucking thick. I took my time admiring, and touching, the merchandise. He flexed, he grabbed his cock for maximum effect. I take it by the hand, and then of course by mouth. After a while of this, he reaches for the condoms and lube to get ready. “Oh no,” I say. “No way all this is gonna fit in me. You are too huge.” He insisted, and broke open the packets to put the condom on and apply lube. He hands me the lube packet, so I could ready myself. “No! I can’t! It’s too big!” He shakes his head. “Don’t worry. I’m an expert. I know how to ease it in.” He has me lay on my side, and he slides behind me. He takes the lube packet and applies the lube himself. “Mmmmm,” he moans. He puts a finger in, and then two, as he jacks himself off. He seemed to take his time warming me up. And then he puts it in. Very slowly, with some nibbles on my neck and cheek. And then, just like magic, he was all in. How did he do that? It didn’t even hurt. He slowly thrusts. It felt really good. I raise one leg for easier access. I feel him get it all in, with his body close to me. The thrusts suddenly become faster and deeper. And all of sudden, it was like a switch just flipped. His free hand groped my dick and he was able to get it back to life. As he thrusted, he then turns my face to him and he kisses me, deeply, all the while drilling me. As if the passion that was missing in the beginning suddenly joined us this very moment. Since there was a height discrepancy, he was able to get me to some positions that I have never tried before. He clearly knew how to do it. And he seemed to enjoy it as well, as we eager to throw me around. And the reason why he needed the AC on: he sweated during fucking. We were both drenched in sweat before long. Finally, he pulled out. He asked me if he wanted me to cum. I said sure. 200? Of course. So he pulls out, takes out the condom, and jacks off. We cum in succession. Afterwards we talk. He tells me he is a Carioca (of course, why wouldn’t he be), and usually goes to Club 117 in Rio, but was in SP because the sauna was still too slow in Rio. I told him that that was where I saw him before. I remember him on a few trips to 117. I told him whenever I saw him, I wanted to talk to him, but I always got intimidated. He admitted the same thing. He’s also seen me a few times, but he was not sure if I spoke Portuguese, and his English was not so good, so he didn't dare approach me for an introduction. He actually turned out to be a good and humble guy, belying his fairly bombastic and intimidating exterior. He didn’t seem to be a clock watcher. I wasn’t watching the clock either, but I knew I had to end the programa, because there was Paulo to contend with. As we prepared to go back out, I told Henrique that I didn’t have an idea that he would be this passionate. And such a good fuck. He shot back with the same thing: that he didn’t have a clue he would actually enjoy himself with me. He said he can pretend only to a point. Work was easier for him if he actually liked the sex. Maybe it was a line that he always said to clients so he could get more money. Whatever, it worked for me. I gave him an extra 50. I get back to the main seating area. I was surprised to see Paulo, fully dressed, sitting at one of the tables, checking his phone. I sit next to him. He looks at me, not saying anything. “Whats up?” I ask. He was silent. “What’s wrong.” I see he was trying to find the words to say. Finally he says: “You were gone a long time with that guy.” I was surprised. "What guy?" I ask. "You know, tall and big." “You saw me with the guy?” He said yes, he saw us go into our suite. He said he was just leaving a suite with his first client when he saw us. “Is that a problem?” I asked him. He explained that it was fine, and we talked about this after all. What bothered him was that I took a long time. Why would a programa take that long? He asked me. So long that Paulo was able to snare a second client, and finish that programa, and I was still in the suite with Henrique. He decided to not work anymore and just wait for me so we can spend the rest of the night together. But he said I took long in there, and he was waiting a while. I apologized. I guess it was his turn to wait tonight. I certainly did not mean to make him wait. After a while, Paulo seemed to calm down. He told me about his night. Two clients. The second one was 200 reais. The first one was more interesting tho. That weird guy that called on him was some sort of “pimp” and he procured boys for rich clients and he gets a cut of the proceeds. Which meant that these clients were more upscale than usual. Politicians. Businessmen. He asked for Paulo’s contacta and asked if he would forward some sexy pics to him to forward to his client base, and get him some clients. Paulo said he would forward some pics to the guy when we got home tonight. And the pimp was with one of his “client base”. And the client paid more than most. Paulo he said he got 250 from the guy, and an extra 50 from the pimp. Not bad, I told Paulo. 1450 reais total for two days of work. Paulo told me that that is what he usually earns in a week in Fortaleza or Recife. He was very happy with his two-day haul. We enjoyed the rest of the night. Making out and telling each other stories and making fun of the others in the sauna (bitchy bitchy). And we had another night in SP as well, but instead of working, Paulo said that he would take a break from working, as he had all the money he needed this trip, and just to spend the night with me, not with clients. We still went to Lagoa taht last night, which enabled us to have an indoor space to make out with abandon, and drink with abandon. He got some proposals that night from clients, but he said no. He also had previous SP clients text him, offering him a second chance to earn money. He said no as well. He was giving up a lot of money. But he was content. Overall, I’d say that Sao Paulo has proven to be pretty lucrative for Paulo. It might be because he is the new kid in town, but his first time in Lagoa produced a good haul. He said he has never earned this much money in such a short time. And he was glad to know that he could strike it out here if he wanted. He understands that his looks and body won’t look that way forever, and while he hates doing this as a profession, due to his limited prospects, he is willing to take advantage of this tiny window of opportunity that he can earn as much money as he can. He know how lucky he was, versus his less attractive countrymen who have as limited prospects as he does, especially during this pandemic. But he also admits loving working in NE Brazil, and prefers to live there instead of the faster, and way more expensive Sao Paulo or Rio. “I can get away with cheaper rent, transportation, and living expenses in Fortaleza or Recife. But here in Sao Paulo, I have to contend with high rent and the traffic.” He admits the stress one feels when one is a GP. All the constant and tense adjustments he has to make, to suit a variety of moods and demands of each client, will take a toll on anyone at some point. Having a calming beach to go to, coupled with the northeastern ease of living and more casual (i.e. lawless) atmosphere, is very important for Paulo’s well being. Next… Garoto. Com. Local.

The B Word: Sao Paulo Edition – What’s Good for the Goose… Any relationship is hard enough to navigate with two people with more or less similar backgrounds, but what about with two people who not only have huge differences in culture, background, and experiences, but also diffferences in economic realities and phases in life? It might be impossible to sustain, but here I am, bound, at least for 3 weeks now (at this point when this report happened) with a boyfriend, who happens to work as a GP. The inequities, as you might be guess, are huge, so if it were to be any semblance of a functioning, quasi-genuine relationship, we would have to meet halfway. And that meant acknowledging that to him, saunas are for work, and while with me, he needs to work, unless I give him the money he needs, which at this point, he is unwilling to accept from me, as he believes that if this is to be a real relationship, this line is one we both should not cross. I am under no illusion that this reality will hold forever, but I am willing to at least see where this goes. Of course, not to shy away from any challenge, I gladly accept this extra difficulty in my Brazil life. Maybe I just got bored with just hiring GPs and getting great sex out of them. It is like shooting fish in a barrel. It is not challenging anymore to do this, to say the least. The novelty has faded away. Any difficulties anyone could have in navigating sex tourism in Brazil has long been dealt with for me. Trouble communicating with Brazilians? I learned Portuguese. Cost to hire is prohibitive? The dollar to real exchange is so favorable that I can get away with 3-4 quality sexual encounters with hot guys for under $100. Not enough time to spend in Brazil? COVID changed everything, including granting me the ability to work from home, which of course, means working in Brazil. It has just become too easy. So I guess this was the next logical step. To up the difficulty. All the while going to the saunas and seeing more of Brazil, with my sexy guy in tow. At this point, we are on a 4 day stop in Sao Paulo, the big kahuna. Paulo has always wanted to visit, as he more opportunities to earn money here, even more than the prettier Rio. I shared Paulo’s impressions of SP. I think I’ve had more consistent fun in this city than anywhere else in the country. And as everyone knows, I’ve had a lot of fun. Since this was pre-Fragata opening, we only had one sauna to haunt, and that was Espaco Lagoa. I’ve frequented this place during this pandemic so much that it has become kind of… routine for me. No doubt Paulo will breathe new life to the proceedings. After spending the first day walking around Avenida Paulista, where Paulo marveled on how many people can be seen walking the streets, on their way to their place of work (he has never been to a city this size before), we decided to check out Lagoa on the second day. Paulo gave me ground rules that were simple – I was encouraged not to show Paulo any signs of affection early in the evening, because Paulo has always said that customers tend to be very jealous of other customers. If we made out in full view of the crowd, the crowd may be less enticed to hire him. Also, Paulo preferred that I not hire any GPs. He said we were boyfriends after all, and this was his work. He had to earn money as I was not supporting him. I didn’t argue about the hiring GPs thing. I can keep it in my pants (maybe). I did it in Rio. For him, the ground rules were simple as well – he says he never kisses any customer (and if they tried, he showed me how to fake it), and would not start tonight out of respect for me. Also, he would make sure he would be by my side in between programas, to keep me company, since I will be without his company. Lastly, he will not cum in the programas, and will be saving this up for me, after all was said and done. On paper, the rules were easy to follow. But in practice, since we are talking about two human beings here, things would never go as planned. We arrived at 5:30 PM on a Friday night. The place was starting to pick up. But I knew immediately that it would be a good night for Paulo. As soon as we get to the main bar area, he got called up by a customer. Paulo looks at me and nods. I sit down at one of the empty tables. After a couple minutes of chit chat, he was off with the client. Just like that. And then came the interminable wait. I think I saw him next at 7:30 PM. He sat down next to me, in a towel, glistening from the previous shower, and he told me he had another client immediately after the first one, so that's why he could not join me after the first programa. He said the first client was a chatty one. He said tried to finish the programa quickly but the client took a while. After the first one, he found the small gym in the top floor and decided to try it to get a muscle pump. After some bicep curls, he said he decided to get me downstairs so that we can hit some weights in together, but another client quickly joined him in the gym and started chatting. He said he could not be rude (as the client is always right), and the client continued to chat (and took a look at his body exertions, in a towel), while chatting. After some more exercises, the client asked for a programa. While he was telling me this, another client tapped him on the shoulder, asking him to see if he can chat. “Sorry,” he told me. I shrugged. I guess he was being summoned again. He joined the client at his table, among other of the client’s friends. I saw him order a Gatorade. I saw him laugh at client’s jokes. Meanwhile, I was alone in my table. Sulking. Doing nothing. At a Brazilian boy sauna. It was so unlike me! One boy approached me, so I let him sit in my table and talk to me. He was cute, couldn’t be more than 20, lean muscular, dark. My type. I was looking at him up and down. the boy knew that I was super into him. After a few pleasantries, and a beer order, he asked me: “Are you with that guy?” looking at Paulo’s direction. Yeah, we are boyfriends. “Do you want to get a suite with me?” Yeah, but I can’t. “Why is that?” Because I told him I won’t go out with any GPs. “But he is going with clients constantly! Why can't you have your own fun?” I saw Paulo looking at my direction, possibly trying to figure out what was happening between me and the younger version of himself. Sigh. A promise is a promise. Even one made in a sauna. So I told the guy that I couldn’t go out with him. He said he didn’t understand. I was the one with the money, he told me. I should be calling the shots. That’s one way to look at it. But not to me. The guy was nice tho. He kept me company for a while. Even when the show started. I told the boy to save our seats while I went downstairs to the lockers. I fished out a 50 real bill. For a tip at least, and maybe also for goodwill, in case I see him again. He did stay all this time with me. I get back to our table. I give him the 50. The boy thanks me, and then kisses me in the lips. I pull back. “Relax,” the boy says, “your BF has gone with the client." Sure enough, he was gone. Yup, Paulo and the client were nowhere to be seen. Soon the boy with me had to go. I was alone again. But not for long. I see a big party in the next table, and a gringo staring at me. I recognized him. I approach him and get introduced to another gringo. It was @ChristianPFC and @bcdaron ! I didn't know they were here tonight! Randomly meeting the two was a relief. I asked them how Brazil was treating them, since it was both their first times. It got me entertained for 2 more hours. It was 10:00 PM and Lagoa was now half-empty. @ChristianPFC and @bcdaron were still there with me. And then Paulo reappears, still in his towel. Looking tired, but relieved. He gets to my table and scoops me up to get a hug. “I am so sorry,” he says, knowing I have been waiting for a long time for him. “I am new meat in this place. It was crazy!” I introduce him to my two friends. He then hands me crumpled money. I counted it. It was 200 reais. He then excuses himself to say he was going to change into street clothes and come back. “We can go if you want,” I offer. “No, I want to relax with you for a bit.” The two gringos bid me farewell and I thank them for their company. After 10 minutes Paulo is back at my table. We order our usual caipirinhas. He tells me that he had 5 programas today, and got 950 reais total, including a programa with a couple who both bottome for him. Exhausting. And he had to turn other clients away! He said it was crazy. He told me as soon as he left one programa he was pulled away to do another one. So he couldn’t go to me in between programas. I made him feel little bit guilty about it, telling him I was all alone, all night. He said he saw me with another boy. He asked me if I slept with him. I told him no. He said he would know and not lie. He can check my bill when we check out downstairs. I swore I didn’t do anything with him, just bought him a beer and that’s it (a little lie). I told Paulo that unlike him, I keep my promises, thus digging the guilt dagger a little deeper. He tried to make it up to me the rest of the night. We went with our usual making out/talking/drinking/making out some more. While we were doing this, one client was eyeing me with obvious disdain. After a while it got uncomfortable. I discreetly told Paulo about the guy. Paulo looked at him. He smiled and looked back at me. Quietly, he tells me that that was his last client, and then spilled the rest of the beans. He told me that this last programa ended badly. The client was some hotshot doctor. And it was good at first. Good conversation. But it took a little bit long for his liking. During sex he was promising Paulo all these things he could buy him, all these trips they could take, but Paulo said all he wanted was for this guy to cum and leave. Paulo said he even tugged on the guy’s penis for a little while to get it done. Paulo says he never touches client’s penises (you never know what diseases they might have, he says). And at the end the client wanted Paulo to cum, and insisted he do so, imploring him numerous times. Even offering 100, and then 200 reais more. But Paulo held firm, telling the client he doesn’t do that. The client eventually gave up the ghost, and came. Afterward, the client angrily threw 200 reais at him, saying that he will get another boy tonight to cum with him. Paulo said he tried to make amends after. The client still asked for Paulo’s Whatsapp number, bizarrely. “Then why is he eyeing me like he wants to murder me?” I asked Paulo. “I don’t know. It should be obvious to him that we are together. And I think he sees that I am giving you what he didn’t get from me.” I smile. “And what are you giving me right now?” Paulo hesitates and then looks at me, intently. “He only got my body. You are getting everything.” I laugh. This almost made up for the 5 hours I waited. And it also made up for the fact that, when we got back to the apartment, he immediately fell asleep, with clothes and everything. I guess pleasuring 5-6 clients would tire anyone out, even a fit grown man like Paulo. But again, like before, he wakes me up, at 6 in the morning, hard as a rock, to give me the Brazilian good morning. Sex delayed, is definitely not sex denied. Pictured, we close another sauna tonight: Next, the tables are turned.

Mr "I don't drink I am the drink" is hot.

Why to go to Thailand if there is no anal entry? As a top, I don't like condoms because they make me feel suffocated.