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I always brought different guests every day. The JW in Rio was the only issue and it was when I was bringing in a group of 3 or more. I had forgotten that. They don't like group sex I think.

isn't that par for the course in Thailand? One day they said all foreigners (both so-called "expats" and so-called "migrant workers") can get it. The next they say, yes but they are last in line after Thais. Surprise surprise. Apart from being yet another in the endless series of annoying flip flops, it also makes (as usual) zero sense, because the virus spreads from humans to humans, not from nationality to nationality. Stupidity, ignorance, arrogance and whatever else mixed together (as usual).

PART ONE: My work had taken me to Manila for a four week stay last January and again this past December. This is a compilation report of my own personal experiences. HOTEL: Makati was certainly the place of choice for straight titty bars and female prostitutes, but it seemed from the gay guides that Malate was the place of choice for gays. After checking out the various web site gay guides, I decided to stay in a cheap business hotel across from Robinson’s Mall. My gay work colleague decided to stay in an Airbnb but quickly moved out because the place had security guards either registering your guests or not allowing you to have guests unless you provided the guest’s driver’s license 24 hours ahead of the visit. In fact, I am absolutely sure that the Philippines must employ 90% of their citizens to work as security guards… they are in those same white crisply starched shirts as you will see in front of every business. The cheap hotel I stayed in offered breakfast and I chose it precisely because of location and not comfort. It also had no security other than the bell hop. At the Mall across the road was the famous gay meeting place of: Starbucks! I had thought Malate was filled with gay bars, but I was mistaken. However, like Makati it IS filled with karaoke bars and women strippers at the bars and massage parlors. GRINDR AND PLANET ROMEO: I was getting over 20 messages an hour from my profile when I opened it on these apps. I laid out what I was clearly looking for in sex, as well as noting that I would be happy to help with donation for a young student’s debt (so as to bypass the app restrictions). I quickly learned how deceiving the profiles of guys can be. You will note that the profiles usually say something like “not a trace” or “manly” to reference being masculine and “tropa” for group action. Two types of guys started messaging me: FIRST TYPE--Most of the profiles that contact you will show “masahe” (or some similar way of writing massage) or “not for fun” or “available” or “hagod” to describe the massage they can provide. They will usually just message you with a set price list. This list is for the massage only. The “ES” or “extra service” is something extra you pay for. As was reported on another review, the guys do NOT like to say how much the ES is, if they would offer it, or even what it would be if they offered it. I decided to try a massage for my first afternoon and the guy came to my hotel. The price he quoted was 1,000 pesos ($20.00 USD) for the massage. He also happened to be the one guy that said on messaging that he would offer ES but would only talk about what the ES was when we were in person. I had to meet him outside the hotel and we walked in together to my room. Well, he showed up and he clearly was much older than the Grindr profile photo. In fact, he was wearing so much makeup to make himself look younger that it was just weird. When we got to room, he proceeded to the bathroom and then disrobed to his underwear. He had me lie down on the bed nude with a towel over my ass. He then proceeded to do a fairly decent massage. He then asked me if I wanted ES. I asked what he had to offer. He then said 1,000 more for a hand job, 1,500 for a blow job, or 2,000 to fuck him. I just couldn’t get past the 40 year old in make-up that had used photos of when he was 20. So, I declined and we parted ways. I learned a lot from my first mistake. Thereafter, I always asked to video chat with the guy to see what he looked and acted like before we met. It quickly became clear that a large majority of guys were using photos of themselves when they were much much younger. I also made it clear thereafter on my profile that I did not want a massage, but sex only. Further, I wanted a great kisser with the use of the tongue. Interestingly, I learned a new phrase I had not heard of before: Side Fun! This was their way of saying you can kiss, cuddle, and suck each other, but not engage in anal sex. So, I became very explicit during my first meeting a guy by saying I wanted side fun, a great kisser with the tongue, mutual sucking, and both cumming. If a guy came to my place and would not kiss once I got inside the room, then I asked him to leave and gave him a little money for travel. They never got angry as the culture is not one that likes confrontation. I finally became very clear with them… if you lie about what you offer then I will not pay you at all. I should also mention that HUNQS on Planet Romeo had guys offering sex for 2,000-5,000 pesos, but the very same guys in regular profiles texted to offer their time for 1,000. I finally settled on some regularly guys that came to my hotel every other day for sex. It started as “side fun” but they quickly started offering more for the same price since I was a regular. Because I could trust them for a good experience, I also gave them tips and other items over time. SECOND TYPE: You will have tons of messages from 18–25-year-old guys that look very young. Simply put, they are looking for a sugar daddy. They are very very specific (to the point of getting angry) that they are NOT there as “money boys” but are looking for just friendship and relationship with an older man. Make no mistake in your mind, it is not as if the entire young male population of Manila has been genetically bred to like old gay men. As you befriend them, they will start to ask for travel money, then other small “gifts”, and then BIG gifts. Suddenly their mother or grandmother is in the hospital needing care, or their laptop just broke, or etc. The story is the same for many of them. The positive of meeting these guys? I had some of the most passionate and incredible sex of my life with these young sexy men. They were simply amazing and incredibly kind. Most were straight or bi needing money, with the others being gay and needing money (usually for school). The negative? They are ready to marry you after one sexual encounter, they are clingy, they don’t want you to have sex with anyone else, and they expect their daddy to treat them (their son) appropriately. The sad part is that I had heard so many stories from these guys about older western gay men who started a relationship with them and then just dropped and ghosted them after a few weeks. It was heartbreaking to hear them say, “You’re not going to leave me too, are you?” In turn, this also hardened some of these younger guys (knowing the old men might drop them so quickly) to start asking for things early on in the encounters. So, make clear your expectations up front with them. When you write that you are a white foreigner on your profile you will be inundated with messages of guys wanting you to be their daddy. PART TWO TO FOLLOW…

Howdy guys! I first want to apologize for taking so long with part 2. Since the Covid Era is now starting to come to an end I’ve been super busy working and traveling for work. I really wanted to give y’all a detailed recollection of my experiences in Santo Domingo so I hope y’all enjoy. Before you dive in reading about my recent adventure, I will give pseudonyms for some of people that I spent the most time with. From this point on my straight best friend will be referenced as Gringo and my penpal/Twitter sex friend Kev from the previous post. I hope this will make reading my experiences a bit easier. Day 2 - Thursday April 15th - Midday Tour and Midnight Hedonism Tropical sunlight streams through the thin slits between the curtains and the sounds of birds chirping outside brings a smile to my face. Getting up, mildly hung over and ass slightly leaking I look over at Kev. He is fast asleep, a beanie hat pulled down to to cover his eyes with the thin sheet outlining his body and flaccid dick. I chuckle to myself reminiscing, still feeling the effects of last night. I give him a peck on the neck, he cracks smile, eyes still covered and I tell him I’m going to shower and make breakfast. I proceed to wash the grime and fluids off my body from yesterday’s debauchery, take my PrEP and head downstairs to the kitchen. As I pass Gringos room I hear the faint sounds of moans and pounding, he was still going at it. I start prepping to make breakfast and I hear the ring of my phone. Not even realizing I left my phone downstairs on the dining room table, I see that it’s Manny calling. He proceeds to ask me if we are still doing the tour at 10am after last nights festivities, I laugh and tell him yes but maybe postpone the time, it was only 8am and everyone was either asleep or getting some time in. He laughs and tells me no problem and he reschedules the Colonial walking tour for Noon. As I hang up the phone, my eyes widen at my notifications, 36 missed messages on Grindr!!! In my drunken stupor the night before, I changed my profile name to “Culo Cremoso”(creamy butt/hole) and it seemed to catch quite a few people’s attention. Again, I chuckled and told myself “this is gonna be one hell of a ride”. Kev comes down the stairs only in briefs and asks if he can help make breakfast. I give him a kiss and tell him to chop some veg for the eggs while I make some stove top espresso. While eating breakfast Gringo finally slithers out through the door of his room around 10 and softly closes the door. I ask whereabouts of his woman, he cracks a smile, and informs us that she’s “recovering”. Giggling, we all revel about last nights sexual conquests. After chowing down browned butter scrambled eggs with veggies, roasted sausages, toasted baguette and coffee, gringo returns to his room leaving me and Kev alone. I proceed to ask Kev if he wanted to stay with us the rest of the trip. I already saw him as a friend, an amazing fuck and from the months of getting to know one another over WhatsApp we both had amazing chemistry. He whole heartedly agrees, calls his friend to bring some clothes and essentials from his house and we return upstairs for a quickie before the tour guide arrives. As we catch our breath from a deep passionate pounding, I hear the door bell ring. I look at my watch and it’s only 11:20, perplex I throw on shorts and t-shirt and run down stairs to answer. As I open the door to see a tall, dark skinned, gorgeous man with a massive dick print through his joggers. Confused, yet aroused, I ask what could I help him with. He proceeds to ask me if there was an older American man staying in the house, I tell him it’s just me and my friends. He looks disappointed but still smiles and thanks me for letting him know. He then eyes me up and down, I look at his dick then smile but that’s the last of our interaction. He smiled at me, told me goodbye, then walked down the street and I never saw him again after that. Maybe one of the only few regrets I had from the trip. Noons rolls around and Manny brings the tour guide to our door. Certified by the ministry of tourism and speaking relatively good English, he introduces himself to us and we begin the walking tour. With the midday sun beating on our skin. He takes us through plazas, gardens, churches and ruins. We see the main sights of the Zona colonial, slink through tiny streets and even end up making our own chocolate! (Kahkow experience Zona Colonial) All the while me and Kev take selfies together, glance at each other occasionally with sexually charged eyes, people watching any sexy sexy guys on our horizon and take the small opportunities to have our bodies touch in one way or another. Around 4 o’clock, near the Plaza de España, we can hear Gringos stomach literally growling. At that point I ask the tour guide if we can break for lunch. Kev recommends Buche Perico (modern Dominican Cuisine) for lunch which we walk the five mins from the Plaza to the entrance of the restaurant. We ask the tour guide if he wanted to join which he respectfully decline. From then we are ushered to the gorgeous courtyard with a waterfall coming from a tall stone wall. Once seated, we proceed to order and have a spectacular lunch (the Pulpo and Coconut milk Ceviche were my personal faves). While eating and drinking our way through a round of cocktails, two bottles of Albariño and checking Grindr, we discuss the plans for the evening. Gringo, how had no sleep for the past few nights, wanted to stay the night in. Aware of the 9pm curfew regarding restaurants and bars in the City, Kev throws the idea of having a party or Coro (the term for party or gathering in Dominican Spanish), which I totally agree to. He then changes his Grindr profile name to “Coro en Zona Colonial” and the messages start flooding in. While waiting for the bill and drinking our cafesitos, Gringo asks if we could continue the rest of our tour another day. Full and buzzed I agree with him saying it would also give us time to prepare for tonight’s festivities. I inform the tour guide of us wanting to finish the tour early and resuming on Saturday, to which he is hesitant to, non the less he asks if he can take us to a shop around the corner and discuss it there. When we arrive we find out of all people Manny! While Gringo goes through the store’s wares and Kev weeding people through Grindr, I ask Manny about pausing the tour. He negotiates with the tour guide and we come to the agreement that We will pay the full amount for the tour (only for two people btw because Kev is a local) and the guide will return Saturday (on his day off) to finish the last few hours we had left. I proceed to pay the guide, gave him a nice tip, and we are taken back to our Airbnb around 530. Entering the home, Gringo retreats to his room and informs us he will relax for a couple of hours as me and Kev head into the kitchen. While pouring a glass of water, Kev comes behind and wrap his arms around me. Aroused and taking in the hug, I feel his dick getting hard pressing on the back of my shorts. I turn around, kiss him and tell him to give me a min to shower. After going upstairs for a quick douche, I step out of the bathroom damp to see him lying on the bed fully erect. I chuckle, crawl onto the bed and begin to suck and wet his dick. After having his cock hitting the back of my throat for a while he pulls me up and says he wants to fuck me. I hop on all fours on the side of the bed and he starts to give deep strokes. He soon begins to pound, grabbing my sides and deep dicks my hole. I tell him deeper, deeper! To which he belts out he’s about to cum, his strokes turns aggressive and as he moans deep from his chest he shoots a massive load inside me. Enjoying every second of it he lays his torso on my back while still throbbing and twitching inside me and let’s out a pleasurable sigh. We both lay on the bed, kiss, complement each other and proceed to get dressed to go buy provisions at the supermarket. After buying snacks, plastic cups, mixers and an excessive amount of alcohol. We return back to the Airbnb to prepare for the party. The Sun began to set pretty quickly and after pouring ourselves a few drinks the door bell rings, the first guest arrives. Raf, Kev’s friend, comes in with with Kev’s clothes for the next few days and introduces himself. At 5’6 darker skin, light fuzz but technically a twink, he isn’t really my type, but it’s a party and I was eager to make new friends. We soon set up the hookah, change into our bathing suits and lounge poolside. As we are chatting and I’m going through Grindr, Kev informs me he invited someone and he was almost at our place. Rob, a Dominican/ New Yorker, 6’1, hairy and a bear of a man comes through. He joins us for a few drinks and also lounges with us. Gringo comes from his room once we begin playing music and joins the party. Distracted by Rob, he nudges me and Kev to go into the kitchen. We ask Raf if he can keep Gringo company and that we will return in a bit. In the kitchen we pour ourselves another drink and begin taking turns making out and rubbing each other. Throughly turned on I lead the way to the bedroom to which we proceeded to take rip off each other’s clothes and begin to suck each other off. However, during our swapping of head I had the gut feeling that Rob wasn’t so much into me and more into Kev. Taking a step back and reading the room, I tell Kev and Rob with a smile that I was gonna go downstairs to smoke and for them to enjoy themselves. I’m not a jealous person and was genuinely happy they were having fun, but I needed to get fucked, almost desperately. While joining the others in the courtyard, we continue drinking. Buzzed and extremely horny I invite a top I was speaking to earlier and tell him we are having a party and there would also be an opportunity for fun. He proceeds to tell me he’s on the way after I send my location and soon after Rob and Kev descend from the upstairs bedroom. Both looking satisfied they take a seat. We chat it up, smoke hookah, and Rob begins to roll a few blunts of the local Marujana called Krispy. After smoking through the first blunt, and having a great time the door bell rings again, Grindr guy 1 comes in. Welcoming him to the party I pour him a drink introduce him to everyone and continue to smoke. High and buzzed we all hop into the small pool, chill to the music and soon Grindr guy 1 begins to rub his hand up my thigh and I start getting hard. I ask him if he wanted to go upstairs for a bit with me and Kev, he cracks a mischievous smile and we go up to the second floor bedroom from the outer staircase. Still damp from the pool I peel his wet underwear and start sucking him off while Kev hits the shower. If a “grower” applies to anyone it’s this guy, as he kept getting harder and harder in my mouth I could feel my lips stretching thin around his shaft. I start to choke on his dick, I grab my poppers take a deep hit and he proceeds to face fuckme. Kev comes in and is blown away by the sight, he soon gets on the bed with us and tries to suck the guy off as well. After struggling a bit he tags me in to suck to which I get Guy 1 extremely wet. Kev tells him that he wants to see him fuck me, guy one then looks down to me and asks “tu quieres que te rompe tu culo” (“do you want me to break your hole” literal translation). His dick still down my throat I respond “mhm” and he pops up, puts me on all fours on the bed and deeply lubes my hole. Hands moving frantically around the bed, I finally find my poppers and take more deep drags. He goes in slowly but once fully inside he can’t help himself. He soon starts ruthlessly pounding my hole. Letting out grunts, moans and the occasional high pitch yelp from him digging in me so deep, my hole kept getting more and more wet. All of a sudden he grabs my shoulders and pulls me back to arch and pounds even deeper, he begins to pant deeply then let’s out a deep moan while I feel him shoot his massive load inside. As quickly he pulls out my ass, Kev begins to dip in and strokes my loaded hole as Grindr guy 1 slides in front of me and stuffs his dick in my mouth. Kev soon proceeds to cum again, wiped out, he tells us he’s going downstairs to join the others. Grindr guy 1 then tells me to go on my back, I hold my legs back and he begins to stroke my hole long and deep with his dick. I tell him don’t stop, go deeper and he grabs my throat and starts pounding even deeper. He kept saying “que Rico, que Rico” repeatedly while started heavily cream on his dick. I soon start feeling him precum inside, tell him this ass is all his he can do what ever he wants and he shoots another load deep inside. He comes down for a Kiss and tells me that my ass is incredible, I tell him we haven’t tried the floor yet. He then laughs and says I already sucked all the “leche” out of him and doesn’t think he can go for another round. I smile and tell him I had a great time and after a quick wipe down we return to the party. It’s was already around 11pm once we returned to the party. While enjoying the amazing dick down, Kev was back in the arms of Rob and a new female guest arrived (a friend of Raf) to keep Gringo company for the evening. Raf, his friend and Gringo, playfully tease me for loud sex and constant pounding that was overheard from above. Leaving me blushing and laughing with Grindr guy 1 proudly saying it was only necessary because the ass was so good. After being so well complimented and enjoying the company we go through more liquor, hookah and krispy, and my horniness begins to build again. Hoping for another round, I nudge the idea to Grindr guy 1 about returning to the bedroom. However, both him and Rob announce to us because of curfew they wanted to leave soon not to get in trouble with any police. Familiar with lockdown procedures from my recent overseas trip to Beirut, I understood the gravity a ticket or an issue with the authorities and that it would have dampened the good mood of the evening. We soon said our good byes, exchanged numbers, gave each other hugs/kisses, and they returned home with no problems. Now with the party size reduced I was still having fun yet I still had an itch to be fucked more, and I was going to get it scratched. Back on Grindr and still receiving a flood of messages, someone less than a mile away catches my eye. Rugged, dark and oozing a sexy machismo vibe, I received a message from this guy asking if my culo really was “cremoso” and sent a slew of pics. Already drooling over pics of him and his meat I told him to come by and find out, sending my pics in kind. He asks for location, which I send, and I await his arrival while we discuss plans for tomorrow’s beach day trip and birthday party for Gringo. Around 20 mins later I hear the door bell ring and rush to the door. Opening the first door I peer through the security gate and see Grindr guy 2 on a motor bike in front of the door. He asks if he can pull in is bike into the house to avoid any issues on the street and I tell him yes. We both pull his motor bike into the foyer, shut the door and it’s just me and him in the dimly lit space. I ask if he wants a drink to which he responds no. “A smoke perhaps or a chat by the pool?” The response was also no. He then asks me where is the bedroom, already turned on I proceed to lead him upstairs. He quickly takes of his clothes once he reaches the room and tells me to suck his dick. I get on my knees in front of his flaccid thick dick and start to suck him off. Within minutes he becomes brick hard and commands me to go on the bed, ass in the air. Knowing what’s to come I take another deep drag of poppers as he spreads my cheeks and ruthlessly starts digging into my hole. I smother my face in the pillow trying to muffle my loud moaning and pitched screams as I feel him turning me out. He then pauses his onslaught, I look up and I see him having some poppers himself. Once done, he tosses the bottle in-front of me and pounds my hole even harder. It was at this point I wanted to tap out but I was determined, I opened my bottle to take another drag with the pounding so aggressive the liquid sloshes onto the interior rim of my nostrils. In complete ecstasy my hole opens up even more and I feel oozing down my taint and his dick and balls being covered in cream. He tells me while continuing his assault on my hole that my ass really was creamy and without warning shoots load in my hole. Catching my breath he pulls out and runs immediately to the shower while I collapse on the bed from the whirlwind of a fuck. As I get up and assess the “damage” he comes out of the shower and says he needs to go. He quickly throws on his clothes as a wipe down and he is already heading downstairs before I can even put the towel on. We both thank each other for the good time and I help him push his bike out to the street and Grindr guy 2 leaves as quickly as he came in. Basically 40 mins from start to finish. Returning back poolside, still dizzy from the fuck, it’s only Raf and Kev smoking hookah at the outdoor table. Kev gives me a smirk and asks me why wasn’t he invited, slightly embarrassed I told him I’m pretty sure he just wanted a one on one quickie to which he understood. Raf, inquisitive of the encounters, asks for details and I captivate his attention of regaling him of the sexcapades so far. With Gringo once again indisposed for the evening we decide to move the hookah by the pool, pour ourselves another round of drinks and skinny dip. Tired, yet still with energy, we wade through the cool water in the balmy Dominican night. We light up another blunt, listen to EDM, and share funny stories and other sex experiences. It’s around 130. As we all get to know each other better, Raf ever more curious, asks me how can I get so many guys and bottom with so much confidence and stamina. Drunk and high and this point, I explain my cleaning routine, diet, supplements and that previous big dicked BF’s and years of Fuck buds (past and present) have pretty much prepared me for anything. Kev then chimes in and says the way I present myself also made a difference. Slightly confused, he asked for an explanation, and Kev gives details about my Twitter and my new “catch and hook” name on Grindr. Obviously aroused, he tells me he hasn’t had a taste yet and I tell him why doesn’t he try it out. Still in the pool, he waded up to me and we start to make out. My hand moves down his body to his dick and I feel it getting hard in my hand. Kev, also aroused at this point, comes and join in as we take turns kissing. I tell them to both sit on the edge of pool and I start to take turns sucking them off while they both made out. After a good minute Kev ask if we should go upstairs. We soon all get out, dry up and head to the bedroom. (Forgive me if I don’t go as in depth as the rest of the story, details get a bit fuzzy at this point lol.) Once upstairs, Kev hits the shower while I proceed to suck off Raf again. As he lies down moaning with his dick in my mouth I already feel my second wind coming, I knew I was going to be insatiable. After getting his dick wet and deep throating him. I hop on all fours and he begins to fuck me. I moan in pleasure as I feel him pumping in and out of my hole. Kev then walks out and gets in bed sticking his dick in my mouth. Raf soon cums and Kev places Switches places with him. Seeing the poppers, Raf starts taking drags and begins to face fuck me. Kev then cums again and positions are switched. Raf then has me flipped on my back and proceeds to fuck me while Kev sticks his cock down my throat. Another load is shot again and positions are switched. Raf taking more and more poppers straddles my face and starts pumping his dick down my throat. Gagging and watery eyed Kev fucks me even harder and shoots inside. He then announced he was tapping out and heads to the shower. It’s then that Raf shows his true colors, he has “Demon Dick”. While consistently taking hits of poppers he makes me spread eagle and continues fucking me. He shoots inside once, then again and goes again for while busting another load inside. Kev then comes out of the shower. Looking tired and slightly annoyed (because we are in one of the two air conditioned rooms) announces he will nap on the couch until will finish. Raf soon lays down on the bed to catch his breath while I go down to suck him again and he immediately gets hard. He goes back around again and the cycle continues over and over having lost count. Later after what seems like endless fucking and cumming he says panting “no puedo mas, ya no mas” and collapses next to me. He then looks checks his phone and hops out of bed. I asked if everything was ok, he turns to me and smiles and tells me it’s already 5am and he needs to go home and get his stuff for the beach. Shocked, I check my watch and it was 5 in the morning. I get up give him a deep kiss, we both take a deep cleansing shower cleaning each other off and I thank him for the amazing evening. As I walk him downstairs, I see Kev passed out with his phone in his hand. I walk Raf out and tell him goodbye and that I would see him in a few hours. After locking up I go to Kev and softly tell him to come to bed. He groggily asks if I had fun to which I replied yes, but I missed my cuddle bud. He chuckles and we go upstairs. Sheets already off and just a top layer of bedding on the bed, we both lay down as wrap my arms around him and spoon to sleep under the gentle hum of the A/C. Again sorry it took so long for part 2 and I hope y’all enjoyed the heavy details about my experiences so far in the DR. At this point (knowing this was formally boytoys) I have not yet payed for a paid cash for sex. I have only met fans from Twitter and hookups from Grindr and Kev’s friend Raf. In part 3 I will go into details about “Manny’s Boys” and my experience with them. When I have the chance I will upload part 3, just be patient with me lol. Below, are picture of the guys I met within the first two nights. The only one excluded is Raf. Out of respect I will not show any faces and they will not be in any particular order, y’all will just have to guess for yourselves who is who lol. Also, I will not be posting my social media at this time due to advice I have received from other members, so I apologize if some of y’all were expecting that. If there are any questions regarding the trip feel free to post on here and I will try to respond as quickly as I can. Again stay safe, stay horny and happy hunting!

yeah right.... TAT wishful thinking as usual. I'll believe it on July 2nd

After nine months of no escorts you are going to need new reviews. I can easily imagine a guy going from being fit and hot to being fat and not in that period of time

June 9th the gay bars open for the first time since october. I predict those back rooms are going to be stuff with people fucking each other

I intend to be a little slut in the back rooms.

We may be talking about creeps who actually never planned to travel.

Lord Michael Cumton of Flipflop

Lady Persephone loves to be tested, but as you will know from the books and the tv series Lady Persephone is always right!

I just read much of this and definitely think it's a damn shame if one requests photos and other information from Manny and fail to genuinely make the trip to the DR. It's time and effort and money wasted. My suggestion is to make arrangements, i.e. flights, lodgings, and other related matters; then contact Manny requesting particulars. How would you like it if what's happening to Manny right now would happen in reverse (or to you)?

she should marry Bezos's ex wife and become the lesbian power couple of the world.

Having been there 50+ times over several years, it was anything but a disaster for me. You're right about there being a lot of straight looking Viet guys there but I like straight-looking guys. Guess I'm just funny that way. Also found them--and their Lao colleagues--more than capable of providing satisfactory service. I found that it has as much to do with how I treated them as how they treated me. It's also been my experience that judging a massage shop based on a single visit with one guy isn't a good basis for making such a sweeping assessment. Longer than you think. The shop is permanently closed and owner has moved back to Isan where he's opened a shop..

Seems like, outside of quarantine requirements I have not investigated, it’s either a 2-dose regimen necessitating a longer stay or two separate visits, or J&J single dose.

Narita appears to have daily fights to Guam. The RT fares (BKK-NRT-GUM) are about $1100 on flights operated by Al Nippon. Total flight time 11:45. Sounds like a good alternative. Good luck!

These days it's hard to find a drug ad where the manufacturer doesn't offer a bargain price to those who "have trouble affording their medications". You'd think they could do a little something on Veuve Cliquot.

With the UK having promised to take in up to 5.4 million British National Overseas passport holders from Hong Kong (a relic from 1997) with the offer of citizenship after about 5 years residency, good luck to any Thai wanting to relocate there! But that poll is surely more an expression of utter dissatisfaction over the way the pandemic has been handled and the general governance of the country. The elites will find a way of staying in power whatever happens. And they will still fail to find the Red Bull heir who murdered the traffic cop. If Interpol can find Carlos the Jackal and the Lord knows how many other from its "most wanted" list, its failure to find Vorayuth Yoovidhya is clearly a result of the Thai government deliberately not providing the information Interpol requires. It sucks, but TIT.

No wonder all these hot guys were after you with that delightful sexy Grindr name! Looking at all these beautiful cocks and your wonderful exploits leaves me hoping to have half of what you have in sexual energy...and I'll have you know Arabcreamer I'm not one bit jealous.

Thai boys also comes with a set of delicious hot buns lol.

I am back in Brazil next Friday for 11 days! it will be my 3rd trip since December. I was going to be in Rio, São Paulo and Porto Alegre but now will skipping POA as it is too difficult to get flights in and out back to Rio or SP without spending 5+ hours for a connection for a 1-1/2 flight! I really wanted to go as i had 5 guys i wanted to see as they have been sending me Videos every week for the last month! i will be in SP the first weekend and the last weekend and in Rio between the 2 weekends.

I’ll plunk this news here, as it may be relevant for choice of accommodations. The country’s automatic CoV-inclusive med insurance for visitors arriving by air and going into hotel accommodations just expired, but is under review for temporal extension. If not extended, likely does not matter how digs are chosen. If extended, and if the incentivizing of free insurance provision by your host destination is important to you, you may wish to select hotel accommodations that are covered by the plan.

Also regarding the “thirst” issue. @Lonnie@Riobard @Vanbcanthony The reason I mentioned that is because some users have messaged me wanting (some even pestering me) for my personal contact information and the contact info of people that I met in the DR. I have heard through Manny that quite a few users get his contact from here wasting his time, asking for vids and pictures of people, with no intent of ever coming to the DR. People have even told Manny that they are in Santo Domingo and request services from him or bringing men over and they aren’t even in the country! It’s just wasting their time, energy and a source of income for manny, the tour guide, driver, boys etc. Which for me, personally, is beyond fucked up. Anyway, I will share my Twitter handle in the following post and will share a few dick pics. Stay safe, stay horny and happy hunting.

Thanks for a great trip report. I eagerly await Part 2 and Part3!

Now you know how we feel

Frenchy, I stayed at both and had no problem bringing guys back. I usually met the guys at Starbucks and walked over, or else met them in front of the hotel and walked in with them. New Coast is closer to things, but that also means the noise of Pedro Gil can get annoying. I never just had them direct to my room until I met and checked them out first.

Floridarob, There is truth to what you say. I found my pots of gold as well. You raise an interesting note about the circumcisions. I should say something about them for those that might make a first visit to the Philippines. There are a myriad of medical AND cultural techniques for how circumcisions are done today. The Philippines is an example of where the type of circumcision you have can tell you a great deal about where a person comes from and in what social class he comes from. It used to be the case that most circumcisions were done there when a boy was a bit older (8-14). You can read about it at this wiki article on that Pinoy tradition known as tuli. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuli_(rite) When I did my first clinical rotation through pediatrics in Boston many moons ago, I remember seeing the after effects of a Pinoy circumcision for the first time. It looked as though that boy’s penis had been placed through a meat grinder and then surgically repaired. I was horrified, but my attending was Pinoy and enlightened me on this tradition for the first time… and, what I was seeing WAS a badly done “tuli”. This was a result of a inexperienced practitioner in some rural area that had cared little for a proper cut of the foreskin or the treatment of the wound afterwards. This young patient would have a badly scarred penis for the rest of his life. Fast forward to ten years ago when I was asked to assist at a Tuli in a rural region north of Cebu City. When I arrived, I noted that there were already 5 tuli practitioners there and none had any medical training. They generally practiced the Albularyo method and used a piece of sharpened wood (thankfully, government clinics now use sterilized equipment and now generally use medical practitioners). After getting over the horror of the event, I talked with one practitioner at the end of the day who lamented that twenty years prior he would have had over 100 tuli’s to perform just by himself in this day-long event. That day, however, he had only 6 boys present for the circumcisions. It is the case that most urban or the middle/upper class pinoys now choose to have their son’s circumcision done by a medical doctor in hospital after birth. Some still arrange for the circumcision to be done later when a boy is older, but again by medical doctors. These circumcisions generally (although not always) remove the entire foreskin. What forms is what we in the West might call a normal circumcision scar. Thus, if you are with a Pinoy man for sex and his erect penis looks like a normal western scar, then that often tells you something about his family’s income level or the region he came from. For those in Pinoy rural (or “province”) areas and the lower class, they generally wait for the summer tuli events sponsored by the government where the dorsal slit is the normal method. This is where a single cut is made on the foreskin, but the foreskin is not actually removed. As a result, the skin sorta bunches together below the glans. Over the years, this skin can become slightly darker in color. As a result of all this, pinoys traditionally have a penis whose skin looks quite different from most other asians or most other western circumcisions… it is a mark of manhood. This is why pinoys often refer to this as a cultural circumcision rather than a medical circumcision. Aside from the ethical issues of circumcision, there is another aspect I had not encountered until a few years ago. I had met a young man via grindr at my hotel. We were kissing and his sucking was exemplary. I then started to pull down his underwear and he stopped me suddenly. He then said, incredibly apologetically, that he was uncut. I was like… OK, I like uncut dicks on sexy boys as well. After the sex, he then proceeds to apologize to me again for being uncut. The shame this boy was expressing was so sad… AND… part of the culture where boys that do NOT have their tuli, are often shammed in school and amongst friends. They are not true Phillipino men unless they have their tuli. In fact, there is a word in Tagalog... “supot” that means “an uncircumcised male and denotes weakness, inferiority and even lack of hygiene”. They will never even list on Grindr or Planetromeo that they are uncut lest it lessen their prospects. I participated at that one tuli and will never do so again. Ironically, the program was actually sponsored by a local Protestant Church during what pinoys know as the “Circumcision Season”. Just google “tuli” and look at the pain on those boys faces, but the smiles of their family, friends, and the practitioners. You can also look at pinoy men on Pornhub to see the varying types of pinoy circumcision results.

Santiaodc, your most practical, detailed posts with cruising details yet! Thanks! When I was in Manila twenty years ago, I hooked up twice with very handsome, young salesmen who were working at Robinson's and came to my room at the Holiday Inn when they got of work. When I was there for a conference ten years ago, the sexy, mini-bar guy was hungry for white guys, stared at my crouch, and asked if he could help me in any other way. I screwed him every morning from then on.

PART THREE: THEATRES: I could never get a definitive answer from the internet if the sex theatres were still open. Most said they were closed or no longer operating. If you look at them from the outside, you might think the same. I found three that were open and operating with NONE having air conditioning. It was like being back in a Times Square movie theatre from the 1970’s. The first two are located in that place in Manila where you can buy anything illegal that you want… right next to the Recto train stop! The largest place was Dilson Theatre located at 1608 Recto Ave, Quiapo. When you walk in, there will be trash around the entrance and the escalator will be broken. You pay for the 100 pesos ticket there on your right at the entrance. Then you go up the non-working escalator to a reception area where you will see about 15-20 young men standing around. As you go into the theatre, trust me when I say that about 15-20 young men inside there will suddenly start coming towards you. They will ALL say hello and start touching your dick even as you are only in the back section. They will ask you, “Would you like service?” I just say “Maybe later”. Get your bearing and find a seat where you can scope out the place. Guys will continue to come to you to offer their service. Now, this lower section is the section where you usually pay for the young men to give you a blow-job. Some will also engage in some passionate kissing as well if you ask. I actually had a number of my threesomes here with one guy kissing me while the other was giving me a blow-job. They would switch back and forth and it was amazing. Obviously, I had learned to keep my money safe since I was told by a gay older man that the guys would go through your pockets whilst giving the service. You should know that theatre is hot, reeks of smoke, and the guys are insistent. You can then go up one level to the upper section via the stairs in the reception area. From there in that massive section, you will have the free no-pay sex amongst gays with a few young hustlers standing around to offer as well. You need only show an interest in any young man, tell him what you want, and then tell him “500 pesos?” If it is just a blow job or kissing then that price is the norm. If you want something more like anal sex, then you will need to go offsite because there is no place to do it there (including even in the worst bathrooms I have ever seen there). There are many cheap hour hotels around this area. I went to look at one by myself to see what it was like. Let me just say the beds had bed bugs and there were roaches everywhere in the room. Chance it if you want, as the guys will know where an hour hotel is nearby. The second theatre has no name (that I know of) but is further east down Recto about 100 feet past Dilson on the same south side of the road. It has two levels but is much much smaller. I was told it is filled with young men that have been kicked out of Dilson. I ventured in and was quickly grabbed by a very young guy that look to be on drugs. So, I decided to just exit for the day but came back a few more times. Most of these boys are from the Tondo section of Manila which is very poor. Same price, same services. I also tried the Baclaran Cinema as listed on the net, but it was boarded up and closed. There was another theatre further east towards Quezon City that was of a similar size to Dilson, but the name and location escape me at the moment. I went once but it was simply so far out to try again. ROBINSON’S MALL AND STARBUCKS: If you enable your Grindr while in Robinson’s Mall, the profiles will all show 5 feet away and every young guy will be messaging you to find a daddy. I met many a young man at the entrance by the escalators. We would chat, I would ask if he would like sex for 1,000 pesos at my hotel 1 minute away, and WHAM… off we went for an hour or more of fun. It was as if I was at Robinson’s “young horny male buffet” instead of a mall. As for Starbucks, well… this place is well known to gays in Manila. It has an outdoor section with tables, an indoor internal section with tables next to the cash register, and another outdoor section that juts out into the interior of Robinson’s Mass. The past time is to get a coffee, sit at that indoor mall section and watch people come and go. Female prostitutes are in front of the two small vendors next to Starbucks so you can watch them. Then, you can also meet your sex prospects here by having them visit you at your table. I would tell the young man, “I am an old man, sitting at Starbucks in blue jeans, a white shirt, tennis shoes, and having a coffee. If you want to chat after you see me and maybe do something more for a little cash, then text me you are interested, tell me how you are dressed so I can see you, then introduce yourself to me”. If he looked like his photo, then we might have action. If he did not or seemed just weird, then I’d hand him 200 pesos for the conversation and simply say I’m too tired for sex right now. Starbucks is also a great public place to meet a guy if you are concerned with first bringing him back to your hotel. SEX: I am a 6 foot overweight 61 year old white man. Pinoys are very short and I clearly stand out in the crowd as a giant among the hobbits. Just know that many can even be less than 5 foot tall. It took a little adjustment to having sex with such smaller guys. Likewise, their dicks are also on the small side as you will see from Grindr where guys are considered massive when they advertise their 6 inch tools and tall at 5 ft 10. The young guys that sucked were simply overjoyed at sucking my average size dick and calling it massive. If you are into feet, which is not my thing, these short guys also have the most massively wide feet that I have ever seen. Most seemed to prefer the side fun, but others were the usual of active and passive. I did have to bring my own condoms (and lube) since the pinoy dick sizes (and the condoms at the pharmacy I checked) were usually very small by my western standards. If you are passive or want to try being passive, then a young short pinoy stud with his sexy body and smaller cock may be the perfect choice for you to start with. PRICE: 500 pesos ($11 USD) in the theatre (75 pesos ($1.56 USD) for an entrance ticket); 1,000 ($20 USD) plus travel for app/parlor/Robinson guys to your hotel (excluding massage); up to 5,000 pesos ($104 USD) for HUNQS or “A list” masseurs (excluding massage) LANGUAGE: Filipino (Tagalog) and English. You will do fine with just English as it clearly shows you are a sexy foreigner!!! SUMMATION: I typically worked in the early morning, arranged for a B list parlor guy or Robinson guy to come to my hotel at 1:00 pm, then got a young man from one of the apps for 3:00 pm, then visited one of the theatres between 4-6 pm, then had supper and sex with an app guy or Robinson’s Mall guy from 7-9, and then did work for the next day. I usually averaged 5-6 guys a day. I went to the massage parlors on my first trip, but had no desire to go to them again for my last trip since I had so many other options including bringing the guys to me. I also travelled to Cebu and Davao City which offered pretty much the same items with the same prices. In all the cities I used Grindr, Planet Romeo, Twitter, and Facebook.

PART TWO: BARS: Google “Boy Bars” and “Manila” to see a number of reports about what is one of the most confusing bar situations to me. Most of the strictly gays bars had closed down in Malate, but the remaining ones are scattered across several sections of Manila. That was a bit frustrating as I had thought I was staying in the gay section known as Malate. I visited a few of the gay bars (two remaining in Malate) and they were underwhelming… just your standard gay bar or dance floor with gays… BUT, the Pinoy version MUST MUST have karaoke (their national sport, it seems). Two had dancers, but no nudity and no touching. The “Boy Bars” that you will find are especially strange. These are another type of bar where virtually all the guys are sexy straight pinoys who will dance in front of you. If you like them, then you pay them to come down and sit to talk with you. Mind you, you are not touching or engaging in sex, but you are just paying them to talk with you. One guy said he would come back with me after hours and his price was 8,000 pesos “to have sex with a sexy straight guy”. I tried two nights of this and ditched it because I realized I could have been having wild passionate sex with 3-4 equally gorgeous guys from the apps for the amount I spent on one hour of talking with some partially clothed straight guy at the boy bar. If that is your thing, then good for you. Google and learn. MASSAGE PLACES: Manila is simply filled with over 20 massage parlors for men to get massages from other men. About half are legit massages where they will NOT offer sex or extra services, while the others are full blown places for massage and sex. These places open and close regularly. There are two ways that I found to tell the difference: FIRST, go on twitter or facebook and search for Manila and massage. Start to follow the parlors where they usually post photos of their massagers and you will see that 1-some make it very clear they are completely legit, 2-some have sexy boys and are very coy about what they offer, and then 3-some are very explicit that ES is offered. You can come to their place or the boys will come to your hotel. Further, they will text you their price range (usually 1,000-4,000) without the price of the ES which is usually 1,000-2,000 pesos and THAT is decided on by the boy. Secondly, start to follow the Manila Massage review profiles on Twitter and Facebook. There are some great reviewers of these parlors that are found on twitter. These reviewers will write in Filipino, but you can use the translate feature to see what they wrote. They will let you know whether the massager offered the ES. Keep in mind that THESE massage parlors are the upscale kind with social media, websites you can google, uniforms, etc. These “A list” parlors are not the same as the “B list parlors”. These “B list” parlors (where the guys always offer ES) do not advertise other than maybe a sign outside their establishment or on Grindr/Planet Romeo. I found six such places around my hotel by Robinson’s Mall. You find them by looking around for their signs and just walking in to ask what they offer. You can also find them by moving your location feature on Grindr around the city. You will see a profile of a guy offering massages and saying he has his own place (which usually means he is operating out of a B list parlor). He usually has one or two other profiles as well. If you come to their place which is usually quite sparse, the price for the massage is usually around 500-700 pesos. ES will be another 1,000-1,500. Going to these places is like being in a surreal movie. You go in, the guy leads you to a darkened room with music that is divided by curtains with a table in each section for a massage. You disrobe and then lie down naked with a towel over your ass. After the massage the guy will talk about ES. It was quite weird having sex on the table whilst another three guys were getting massages and having sex right next to me in the same room divided only by curtains. After those experiences, I decided to pick the guy from the parlor (or the profile on Grindr) and arrange a later visit at my hotel for privacy. To see an example of these “B List” parlors, use your Grindr explorer and center it around the cross streets of Remedios Street and Leon Guinto Street. There are four parlors there only 30 seconds apart from each other. You can see the profiles of the guys on Grindr, and then you can even see the locations in google maps. PART THREE TO FOLLOW…