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He was a writer, a playright, an aesthete, bon vivant, dandy and absolute master of the pithy epigram. The title of this article is one. Even better known is, "I can resist everything except temptation!" He was also gay - although not initially so. For a time, he was the toast of London and its high society matrons and their rich friends. Eventually leaders of that society were to turn on him with a viciousness more suited to a violent criminal. He was disgraced, tried in a court of law, found guilty, imprisoned and died in exile. Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde came into this world in Dublin in October 1854. After a stellar success at the universities in Dublin and Oxford, he moved to London. With his biting wit, flamboyant dress and glittering conversation, Wilde quickly became one of the best-known personalities of his day, much sought after at soirées given by the great and the good. Following a brilliantly successful lecture tour of the USA and some time in Paris, he married and had two sons. He spent some years writing essays and novels before turning his talents to the theatre where he enjoyed even greater success, especially with his last, "The Importance of Being Earnest", now considered his masterpiece. Even if you have not seen the play, almost certainly you will have seen this very short clip from the 1952 movie version with the incomparable Dame Edith Evans uttering arguably Wilde's most immortal line. The formidable Lady Bracknell has just been told that her ward’s paramour was not born in a hospital or even a bed. He was found in the lost luggage department at Worthing station in - Another of Wilde's epigrams ends, "A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies." It was to prove prophetic. In 1886 aged 32 he was seduced quite deliberately by a 17-year old Canadian Robert Ross and they entered into an intense relationship. Their friendship was to last for the rest of Wilde's life, but five years later another young gay friend was to sow the seeds of his downfall. He was introduced to the dissolute, bored young Lord Alfred Douglas, known to his friends as Bosie. They started a relationship and soon Bosie was to become the love of his life. Through his connections, Bosie introduced Wilde to London's low life and the male brothels which he soon began to frequent. Bosie's father was the Marquis (sometimes spelled Marquess) of Queensberry, a man's man who had drawn up the Queensberry rules used in the sport of boxing. Well aware of Wilde's gay reputation, Queensberry was incensed on learning of his son’s relationship. Unable to find Wilde when trying to warn him never to see his son again, he left his name card at Wilde's club, adding "For Oscar Wilde, ponce and somdomite (sic)." Wilde should have let the matter pass, but proud and vain as he was, he sued Queensberry for libel. He lost. Within hours Queensberry counter-sued - and won. In court a succession of private detectives hired by Queensberry exposed all the detail of Wilde's promiscuity with young men and boys. Wilde was convicted of gross indecency and sentenced to two years hard labour. His place in society forever lost, on his release he moved to exile in France where he died in Paris aged 46, the faithful Robert Ross at his side. His remains were eventually interred in the Père Lachaise Cemetery. Here he was in the company of such luminaries as composers Chopin, Rossini ("Barber of Seville") and Bizet ("Carmen"), pop singer Jim Morrison of The Doors, authors Gertrude Stein and Marcel Proust, artists Seurat, Pissarro, Delacroix and Corot, and perhaps most appropriately of all, the Irish revolutionary William Lawless. Wilde may not have fomented revolution, but through his manners, his openness and his writing he came to present a complex problem for the establishment of the day. By failing to play by their rules, he ensured his own downfall. The establishment always won. Not that Queensberry was a paragon of virtue. He was an arrogant, unpopular brute of a man whom no-one liked. As an atheist, he refused to take the oath of allegiance to the Queen – he called it Christian tomfoolery – and so was not permitted to take his seat in parliament. He particularly disliked the Prime Minister, a fellow Scot, the 5th Earl of Rosebery. Rosebery was certainly bisexual if not homosexual and always surrounded himself with handsome young men. Queensberry called him a “snob queer”. For some years Rosebery’s circle had included as his Private Secretary Queensberry’s eldest son and heir, the Earl of Drumlanrig. Queensberry will certainly have been aware of the strong rumours of a homosexual affair between his son and Rosebery, and this may well have fed into his anger towards Wilde's relationship with his third son, Bosie. Then tragedy struck. Drumlanrig died with a single gunshot to the head, a suspected suicide. Soon Queensberry underwent a lengthy period of mental decline, a result of syphilis. He died after a stroke aged 55 a year before Wilde’s own death. In 2012, Wilde was in the first group to be inducted into Chicago's Legacy Walk, an outdoor public display which celebrates LGBT history and many of its personalities. In 2017 he was one of up to 50,000 homosexual men given a posthumous pardon by the British government under what has become known as the Alan Turing Law. It is surely another of Wilde's epigrams that is the most suitable epitaph for a man who is one of history's true gay icons: "There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."

There are still likely to be a few who have not been able to return, I read somewhere that some of the people stuck in India have been waiting to return for months. The international arrivals cap is determined by each state based on what they can handle in their quarantine hotel capacity. At present i think the overall allowance is about 2500-3000 passengers per week australia-wide, but it was a lot lower for most of last year. We have also had interstate hotel quarantine requirements, which is where i got stuck because i was working in another state when there was a hotspot declared so i had to sit in hotel quarantine for 2 weeks (at my employers cost) just coming home from another city within australia.

Is he perhaps the youngest of all gay icons? Even today we don't really know if the moody, rebellious actor with whom so many disaffected, misunderstood, sexually confused teenagers around the world of the 1950s identified so closely was really gay. He could have been bisexual, or even - horror of horrors! - straight. Yet James Dean is now regarded as one of the great gay icons of all time. In his first two films, "East of Eden" and "Rebel Without A Cause", the angst-ridden, complex, outcast misfits he played sprang out from the screen and gripped audiences in a way no other young actor had achieved. During his short career, Dean's name was linked to a number of actresses, notably Pier Angeli who would write lovingly of her "affair" with "Jimmie" before she committed suicide at the age of 39. For a while they dated in California. Yet when he was on a visit to New York after completing “East of Eden”, she shocked the media by announcing her engagement to the singer Vic Damone. At the time, few had reason not to believe her story. Yet William Bast, who had been Dean’s roommate in Los Angeles and New York for five years and was Dean’s first biographer, believes the relationship with Angeli was a mere PR stunt. Doubts only began to appear some decades later when it was realized how strictly the Hollywood studio system controlled the public images of their stars. If it could keep the openly gay life of matinee idol Rock Hudson secret for decades, partly through sham affairs, a staged marriage and partly by insisting he was working too hard, it's surely easy to believe it would have little difficulty shaping a wholesome image for its rebellious younger star. Was he gay? Bast, who later came out of the closet, claims that he and Dean experimented sexually. In an article in Britain’s The Guardian he reminded readers that homosexuality then was so far off the suburban radar that someone like Jimmie could give off all kinds of gay visual clues without anyone realizing. When you look at the scenes in "Rebel Without A Cause" where he and the younger mid-teen, cherubic-faced Sal Mineo are together, many in the gay community now consider these could definitely be two gay young lovers, the more so as Mineo eventually came out as bisexual (in those days as good as saying he was homosexual). Mineo was murdered outside his home at age 37. Screen Test “Rebel Without a Cause” with James Dean, Sal Mineo and Natalie Wood Elia Kazan, the director of "East of Eden", noted in his autobiography that Dean could not possibly have had successful relationships with girls. After spending several months in close proximity to Dean, surely he would be more likely to know than some of the early hagiographers who were paid to tow the studio line? Five years ago the latest of a whole series of books that has placed ever more lurid so-called facts into the public domain was published. In "James Dean: Tomorrow Never Comes" the author alleges lurid sexual relationships with a host of well-known names, including Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson and even the (closet gay) director of the FBI, J. Edgar Hoover! Inevitably, Dean's sexual escapades have been embellished as the years have passed and the growing worldwide gay community yearns for more gay icons. Who better than the fiery rebel James Dean whose good looks smoulder so passionately on the screen? Obviously much of what has been written is drivel; but as they say, can there be smoke without fire? Dean only starred in three feature films. On the basis of these alone, he deserves his place in the pantheon of great movie stars. Yet it was his untimely death at the age of just 24 that has resulted in his memory living on as more of a cult hero and icon. One of Dean's passions was cars and speed. Five weeks before "East of Eden" opened and just after "Giant" had wrapped, he was driving his new Porsche 550 Spyder at speed in California when it skidded head-on into a small truck. Dead was trapped in the wreckage and died within minutes. That untimely death certainly added to his legendary status, especially amongst millions of grieving teenagers - of whom a good proportion were no doubt themselves gay and, these being the 1950s, still in the closet. Of his sexuality, Dean himself went as far as to say, "No, I am not a homosexual," adding almost conspiratorially, "But I'm also not going to go through life with one hand tied behind my back." In the early 1950s and with studio executives breathing down his neck, that was I suspect as much as he could possibly say. Some have suggested that like many hot-blooded young men he enjoyed experimenting with sex. Not so the feminist author Germaine Greer who wrote in 2005, "Looking back over half a century . . . the one thing that now seems obvious is that the boy was as queer as a coot." Whatever the truth, Gay Times' Readers' Awards had no hesitation citing him as "the male gay icon of all time."

I can't wait! The best is I'll have one s hot before the bars reopen on the 19th

And today ----- This is on a Reuters website today hmmmmmmm, "Thailand plans to waive its mandatory quarantine for vaccinated visitors to its capital Bangkok and top tourist destinations from October, an official said on Friday, in a bid to revive a key industry battered by coronavirus travel curbs". https://forum.thaivisa.com/topic/1216343-thailand aims-for-wider-tourism-reopening-from-october/?fbclid=IwAR2ifgcwM5wvXE5cGACK23Hj6RYDriagEMP0OEb0C5e7v8lGjhLYPNxaGGY

There isn't much chance of that, in Aus the police meet the plane at the gate and all passengers are taken to mandatory hotel quarantine for 2 weeks with security guards at the hotel. 14 days and 2 negative tests before you can be released, if you leave your room you are locked out and can't get back in (no key) and you will be charged by the police. I had to do this late last year and the process was pretty locked down to prevent people skipping out of quarantine. We've had a few leaks from the hotel quarantine but that has mostly been from hotel staff, guards or nurses contracting the virus.

And as usual, there is another new twist in the story: now they say Phuket must have zero cases before they can re-open. Oh really, and why? If they achieve their goal of 70+% vaccination in Phuket and thus the coveted "herd immunity", then why would zero cases be necessary? A few cases here and there won't lead to another major outbreak and no hospitals would be overwhelmed. And, more importantly, even if they get the vaccination level AND the zero cases, then what happens if the inevitable happens and there are new cases after reopening??? As usual a policy not thought through at all, meaning it can be safely ignored. https://www.bangkokpost.com/business/2111667/cases-must-drop-for-sandbox-scheme

Take the last six months. Thailand or parts of it has been on the point of opening, or opening Phuket, or not opening at all, or opening Phuket so that those who have quarantined there successfully can then travel to other parts of the country, then Phuket will not be opened, then quarantine will be reduced, then bars will be open, but then bars will be closed . . .Anyone who believes what the TAT and other authorities, even government departments, say is in some kind of cloud cuckoo land - that same part of the world where those making such predictions hang out.

Located at R. Francisco Portela, 2699 - Ze Garoto, Sao Goncalo - RJ, 24435-005, Brazil Phone +55 21 2723-6710 This is a sauna with a lot of guy next door types which is only open on Sunday's in the afternoon. The accommodation will be less than desirable but if you are looking for budget fun and willing to take a 30-40 minute taxi or the ferry this is the perfect place to checkout atleast once. I have even seen some of the same boys working at Lions Club and 117 come here but only when they don’t feel like traveling to Rio. It definitely tends to draw guys that are twinkier and younger looking guys so if you want a muscleboy I would choose a different spot. The boys charge about $50-$70 reais per programa which is a steep decline from 202 and 117 in which a typical foreign client will be charged 150 reais or higher.

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!

Armed robbers are using Grindr to target queer victims, police warn after string of crimes The City of Atlanta Police Department says the man in this surveillance footage is a suspect in a series of armed robberies by thieves who are using Grindr to find their victims. (YouTube/FOX 5 Atlanta) Police in Atlanta, Georgia have warned that thieves are using Grindr to find their victims. At least eight people have been robbed between February and May after planning dates on Grindr, the City of Atlanta Police Department (APD) said at a press conference on Wednesday (5 May). The APD said the robberies happened in remote locations throughout the city and that they believe there are more victims, but they may be too afraid or ashamed to come forward. Sergeant Rodney Jones explained how the suspects use Grindr to “lure the victims to their location”. He said the suspect is usually armed with a handgun and robs the victim after the date has concluded. “After the date concludes, the suspect then robs the victims often taking wallets, keys or vehicles,” Jones said. Police also released a surveillance video of one of the suspects, asking the public to help identify him. According to the police, the man is one of three suspects thought to be involved in the string of robberies. The Atlanta Police identified the suspect as a Black male, in his late teens or early 20s, around 5’11” or 6″ in height and his hair is in “small twists or dreads” that are about 3 to 4 inches. Officer Eric King, the APD’s LGBT+ liaison, warned LGBT+ people to take precautionary measures before meeting anyone on a dating app. He advised people to notify a friend or partner when “you’re going to meet somebody” and to always meet in a public place “before you reconvene somewhere more intimate”. He added: “Listen to your inner voice.” One victim told the Atlanta Journal-Constitution that he was carjacked by someone he met on Grindr in March. He said he met the suspect and drove him to an area of Hightower Road in Atlanta. Shortly after they arrived, the man said his date pulled out a gun and demanded: “Give me the car and everything you got.” The suspect then drove off with the victim’s car, the police said. The vehicle was later recovered. Crime Stoppers Greater Atlanta posted about the incident on Facebook. The organisation also included photos of two individuals thought to be related to the incident and asked anyone with more information to come forward. Tipsters can remain anonymous, and be eligible for rewards of up to $2,000, by contacting Crime Stoppers Atlanta at 404-577-8477 or online at www.StopCrimeAtl.org. https://www.pinknews.co.uk/2021/05/07/atlanta-georgia-lgbt-armed-robbers-grindr-police/

But poor people may still explore that avenue as losing assets is less of concern in such a cases

Controversial televangelist Ernest Angley has died at age 99, according to an announcement Friday on the Ernest Angley Ministries website. "Pastor, evangelist and author Rev. Ernest Angley has gone to Heaven to be with his Lord and Master at 99," the announcement reads. "He touched multitudes of souls worldwide with the pure Word of God confirmed with signs, wonders, miracles and healings. He truly pleased God in all things." A native of Gastonia, North Carolina, Angley moved to Akron in 1954 and eventually turned into an internationally known figure, thanks largely to the syndicated TV broadcasts he launched in 1972. https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2021/05/07/ernest-angley-controversial-televangelist-dies-age-99/4998601001/ I grew up watching him with my family. The news of him being a closeted homosexual were years in the making.

"He touched multitudes of souls" That must be assholes they're referring to after him and his gay antics in asking his staffer to jerk off for him so he could be sure his penis was working and then wanting to teach him how to give long passionate kisses ( even the staffer woke up to his game at that point and sued him !). Or after advising many men in his church to have vastectomies he also then insisted on seeing each of their penises "just to make sure the operation had be completed correctly'. Still if the christians are going to be ripped off by frauds like this, him with his 26 million dollar Boeing 747 private jet etc, then who bet to do it that some raging old queen in a wig !! There is some beautiful twisted irony to that in a wayI guess

why is that slightly higher than it should be? It's for the PACKAGE of two shots, so only 1500 per shot, seems very reasonable to me. The article states that the cost per dose is $37 -38 or 1200 Baht, so there is very little mark-up

There is a big workers camp at Howard Springs in the Northern Territory (just out of Darwin) that has been turned into a quarantine facility, I read this week that the federal government are looking at increasing the capacity of it by about one third (current capacity is about 850 I think) and may look at housing returnees from India there. It is a far better option all round than relying on hotels for quarantine, it's a good camp and is much more fit for purpose. One of the problems is that people are still leaving Australia for whatever reason (compassionate, essential circumstances, work, medical etc) and then put their names on the list to come home. I read an article the other day, it was written in January (link below) that shows the number of people heading out of Australia outnumbers those coming back, I imagine some are foreign nationals heading off. I thought the numbers quoted during the first year of the pandemic were a bit rubbery, at the start of the pandemic they said about 40,000 world wide were on the list wanting to come home, 6 months into it and there was still 40,000 on the list and just last week they said there was still about 40,000 on the list. The arcticle may shed some light as to why that number hasn't changed much. News article leaving/returning comparison

With all the Covid deaths lately, this is particularly sad to see...

It's too bad some of you don't appreciate JKane's humor. I love the fact that he finds some of the funniest screenshots I've ever seen, and is brave enough to post them here where the copyright rules are ill-defined and hypocritical. I know plenty of Kissinger haters who would love this one. It made me chuckle. Lighten up guys. Humor is the best food for the tired, angry soul.

The price for a package of two shots of Moderna Covid-19 vaccine offered by private hospitals will be no more than 3,000 baht each. Full story https://www.bangkokpost.com/thailand/general/2112411/moderna-package-likely-below-b3-000

You can usually see news items on Richard Barrow's pages (Thaivisa or Facebook) long before they appear on the B.P. site.

Until they pass two negatives, if a person tests positive prior to the flight they will have to wait until they are clear of the virus. Personally I would think it crazy allowing known positive people to board a flight that will be carrying over 100 others of which the majority would have tested negative. There are approximately 900 that are classed as vulnerable and high risk and they are the first that will be returned on the repatriation flights.

I for one would be very pleased to see the cancellation of the 90 day address reporting requirement. It simply makes no sense to me whatsoever. But I am not holding my breath. Believe it when I see it.

I see you and Salvador Allende's widow share the same news source.

From Pattaya Mail The Bank of Thailand expects the country’s third coronavirus wave to reduce the occupancy rate at the country’s hotels to only 9 percent this month. The BOT said May 2 that a survey of hotels found occupancy rates of 18 percent in April and only 9 percent in May. At that rate, 47 percent of hotels would go out of business within three months. Because more than 51 percent of reservations were canceled in April, Songkran proved much less successful than anticipated, the joint BOT-Thai Hotels Association survey concluded. Eighty percent of operators consider the current third wave more damaging than the second, which ran from Christmas until the end of January. Only 46 percent of the country’s hotels currently are open normally, with 13 percent shut temporarily and the others with curtailed hours or capacity. https://www.pattayamail.com/latestnews/news/half-of-thailands-hotels-may-close-within-3-months-bot-354414

they mentioned on the Thaiger news the other day that 50% of Thai hotels only have enough cash to last 3 more months. So that would seem to jibe with this article. When you think of how many hotels there are in the country that's got to be a huge number of jobs. Obviously most of the world is in a heap of trouble but a place like Thailand that has so much of its economy tied up in tourism is headed for some prolonged hurt.

"Thanee said that once the locally made AstraZeneca’s vaccines started to roll out in June, the vaccination programme will start to cover foreigners" Again, sorry, but no date. They will begin...they plan to...the intention is... But, in the end, never anything specific!

End of 2022.... that is really disheartening news to hear, but with how poorly our vaccine rollout is being handled i am not surprised that is the expectation. Yeah the flights are starting in the next few days, if they haven't already. The government coped a lot of negative media coverage and did a 180 on their rhetoric.

Yup, it is not a sure thing that vaccine will prevent 100% severe cases/death at the moment, especially when some people doesnt generate enough antibody even after receiving the recommended dose of the vaccine. What the article is highlighting for me is even if you are fully vaccinated, currently the virus is evolving, and the efficacy of vaccine might also reduce over time, as no one knows the long term immunity of vaccine yet. So if you are in a heavily impacted area, always be mindful to observe the safety protocol.

When it comes to public health and safety, I'm all for mandatory requirements. This is the only way to protect non-infected people from the idiots of our world. You can't step foot onto a film set without mandatory Covid testing. How about multiple tests. The union rules are astounding, all there to protect their members. Unfortunately, Trump politicized the virus, which is the very worst thing any leader could do. Trump was never a leader. Just a liar and a manipulator. His followers will avoid getting the vaccine, which may end up keeping Covid around for a very long time for the rest of us to deal with. I view this behavior as a crime, and I wish he could be charged. All Trump has to do to fix the problem: go on Fox TV and tell his cult following to get vaccinated. But he won't do that, even though his entire family has been vaccinated. I wish Biden would privately and then publicly ask him anyway, just so his refusal would bury him further in the annals of history.

I don't know why this is so often framed as a "violation of rights", most loudly by Trump supporters of course. But the government is already violating everyone's rights by requiring people to wear a seat belt in a car (or wear a helmet on a motorcycle) and punishes those who don't even though these devices do ZERO to protect others from harm, only the wearer. And yet, everyone obliges and doesn't complain about the violation. As comparisons go it might be not be a perfect one with mandating a vaccination, but the point is clear. With so much at stake for society as a whole that rather small violation is easily justifiable. Mandatory smallpox vaccination succeeded in eradicating that awful disease. Back then probably nobody complained about a "rights violation" and contributed to this major achievement. Maybe a handful of people even died directly from the vaccine, which is the ultimate violation of their rights, but this prevented the suffering and death of millions. That's the decision society took back then, and might as well take now, though the case for it is of course not as clear cut as then given the milder nature of Covid versus smallpox.

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Reminder that the name may be confused with Encontru’s, gay complex closer to the ferry terminal. Don’t know if it formally has trade. Free entry for “boys” this coming Friday may be a clue, but other references are about “interactive boys”, so it may be about sex shows in the open. Somebody will have to take one for the team and report back, does not need to be a Sunday afternoon. I emailed out the critical question and will update if I get a response. Eventually this venue may be posted elsewhere here, so as not to highjack the thread. I put it here in case somebody plugs it into Über by name rather than specific address and ends up at the wrong destination.

There is another way, fiance visa or marry a foreigner lol

I think everyone can read between the lines