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Hey folks. I've enjoyed reading trip reports on here in the past (most recently CallMeLee's excellent thread) so I thought I would share my experiences. This is an on-going report, so I will update it as needed as the month progresses. I'm only including my experiences with moneyboys and the bar system, and won't include day-to-day activities or personal hook-ups. I will detail sauna visits in as much as possible. My interest in doing this is partially to understand more about the system and how to work it effectively. I can't help but feel like I'm being scammed when I compare these experiences with ones I've read in the past. Please share all that you know with me, and I'll try and answer any question you have. I am a younger caucasian male and my interest is in big cocks and muscular guys who enjoy flexing. While this may sound typical, most of the reports I've read are more Twink-focused and haven't been helpful in getting what I want. I also haven't seen many detailed reports about the system, just brief mentions. I hope to make it easy for everyone to understand. First Experience, Two Nights in Space: Having already been in Bangkok for a few nights, a friend from outside of the country decided to make a short stopover. I told him I wanted to go to Jupiter2018 and see the show and he agreed to join me. I did see the Jupiter show on a previous trip, but merely for the show itself- I was naive and even younger. I told my friend what I had remembered of the show in the past. The men in Jupiter were like boyband members, lean and muscular, with meager rhythm and mediocre talent. They would go on stage and preform a number, interspersed with drag performances, but they were often good-looking and charming. We arrived a little after 10:00 PM and I paid 500 THB in entrance fees for each both of us, for 1000 THB total. The bar was quite packed, and perhaps as clientele that didn't look like they needed to spend money (my friend is a well-built caucasian male), we got sat in the corner table left of the front stage. We had a partially obscured view, but the advantages would be apparent later. Once sat, a waiter comes up with a flashlight and a menu. A drink is included with the entrance fee, but it's non-alcoholic. You pay extra for that, are you surprised? That's fine with us as we want to see the show we weren't planning on drinking. We order a Coke Zero each. To me, the 500 THB fee is worth it for the show. I wouldn't recommend ordering a second drink though. Spend that money on something more worthwhile. I was actually giddy with excitement. While not particularly horny, I am always interested in seeing an attractive guy showing off his physique. Luckily the men met my expectations. Nearly all of them had lean, muscular bodies with several being substantially larger. Only one model was an average looking Twink, and I actually felt a little sad for him being surrounded by what was on stage. Many of the models had tattoos and gave a polished gang vibe, like they'd definitely slam you against a wall by your neck. Hot. My favourite thing about Jupiter is that you can see the gym equipment and watch the models pump before their performances. It's also a two-level stage, and models often hang out on the top portion and look down after they've done their walk. You can view them at a different angle. It's a good venue and offers more voyeuristic opportunities than any other. The show itself starts with the introduction of the models. They each come on stage, one by one, and walk along a track through the bar. It gives the crowd a good opportunity to see them up-close, and of course to offer them a tip if you want to get their attention. That's another positive about Jupiter, but I'll touch on that at the end. The performance continues with an act from 4 of the men. It's a dance number with okay choreography, but one of the models doesn't quite match up. The models perform with a serious, stern look. It's quite sexy and gives an intensity to their performance. After this, I'm approached by one of the many mamasans of the bar. My friend points out that he's pretty attractive himself. He's in his 40's but I agree, a retired performer himself? More feminine than most of the models though, but not overly. I'm asked which one I want and I'm surprised I'm given such an early pick. That's not my intention tonight though. I'm just here to watch the full show with a friend, and takes notes for a future visit. "All of them!" I say, smiling ear to ear. They take the hint and walk away. My friend says that he might take the offer in the future. I'm a little surprised as I didn't expect him to be open to it. We each talk about which ones are our favourites. My choices all have big muscles, big ears and tattoos. There are quite a few I would consider! Upwards of 8. Does Jupiter have the best roster, or should this be expected everywhere I go? I have my answer... you'll find out as the report goes on. The next performance has a model spin a hola-hoop around his waist in a beautiful, ferocious manner. The sheer strength and endurance of this performance arouses me to a great degree. My friend leans over and whispers, "Can you imagine him in bed?" I'm instantly rock hard. He is not my type physically, but he's added to the list. A drag performance is next. I know they're unpopular with a lot of you, but I honestly don't mind. You just need to have them scheduled appropriately. The pacing needs to be right. I don't walk into a bar like this to see 6 drag performances and 3 male model performances. Luckily Jupiter does it right again. The performance is good but not great, thankfully the queen can lip-sync as I unfortunately found out that's not a minimum requirement for a lot of these place. Imagine that. There is a drag performance immediately afterward, but this one is more of a mixed performance. The drag performer plays the role of "the woman" and a one of the models plays the role of "the mysterious man." He wears a trench coat with no shirt underneath and looks down, taking long drags from a cigarette as smoke envelops around him. The drag performer lip-syncs from above the stage as he stands on the lower stage, eventually stripping down and "showering." He shows an enormous cock very briefly and my friend and I are shocked. This man is immediately my number one choice as he fits every criteria I'm looking for. He's big and broad with ripped abs, has many tattoos, big ears and as we just witnessed, a massive cock. I'd estimate it at 8 inches and quite thick. As we are on the front side of the stage, we get quite a good look at it! I think I have done enough research. I have my choice, but not tonight. We slowly sip our drinks and no one bothers us again. They do sit another patron at our table. They approach him several times and eventually he's moved to a better seat. I tell my friend that it's because he's spending money. Surely enough, he's soon sitting with one of the models. The bar has several women in it tonight. One Chinese woman is dressed very nicely, and keeps buying shots for the models. She also places a 1000 THB ring around two of the model's necks. My friend and I question what this is. Is he the top performer? Is he off the market for the night? I found out that it's merely a way of giving a large tip. I was wondering why she was so special! Her attire threw me off. Was she attending a gala immediately afterwards? Did I see a diamond tiara on her head? Oh, no, it's just her radiant beauty sparkling from across the floor. Another patron in front of us gives a 100 THB bill to each performer as they walk past him. He gropes them with each tip and jiggles his belly with glee. He's a young Chinese guy. I keep this in mind for future visits. The show finishes off without any other memorable performances, and as the night goes on, the stage is filled with less and less models. One of the performances ends and then nothing else happens, so my friend and I assume the show must be over. I believe there is a second performance, but I can't imagine it would be as good. Who's left? Do they restock with a fresh set of faces? We both have to be up quite early tomorrow as we are taking a day trip together, so we quickly sip the remaining soda we have and we walk out. We say our goodbyes as we are staying in different hotels, in opposite directions. He says he enjoyed the show and would like to go to the other show I told him about, Tawan. I agree. I watch as he walks away and wait for him to look back. He turns the corner. All I see are night vendors. I pause for a moment, my cock twitches. I consider walking back in and bringing one of the models back home with me...

First Experience, Two Nights in Space (Cont.) But ultimately I pull it forward and tuck it behind the waistband of my pants, as to hide my awkward erection in public. I'll come back tomorrow night. I spend my free time scrolling the TikTok feed of Jupiter and looking at the videos they've posted recently. Every night they post a video of the line-up of guys. I look for the one I shortlisted, and screenshot his photo. I return at 10:00 PM and before entering the venue, I show the street hawker my phone and the photo of the model. I ask, "Is he working tonight?" The hawker looks confused, and ushers me over to the door staff, who confirm his name is B, and he is there tonight. I pay the 500 THB and get sat in a very good seat, with no one beside me. I order a drink, this time alcoholic and pay the extra fee. I tip on the drink. Not a minute later, a mamasan sits beside me and confirms my selection of the night. He asks if I want to talk to B before the performance starts, and I decline. I'll invite him for a drink later. Should I have taken this chance? While I was confirmed on my selection, I'd rather see him in the show first, to re-confirm this is exactly what I want. What if he had a bad attitude tonight, or seemed ill to perform? Okay, now I'm just making excuses. I fucked up. The show begins, and it's much the same as the night before. Less intensity, and the club is less crowded. When the models do their initial walk on the stage and around the bar, I offer B a 100 THB tip as he passes my table. He bows and puts his hands together politely. He is not flirtatious, but seems respectful. Another dance number begins the string of acts, but this time all of the performers are off. It's very low energy. A drag performance immediately follows. It's less elaborate than the night before. I didn't come for the show tonight though, so it doesn't bother me. As I've come to understand, each venue has their good and bad nights. Luck of the draw. The models strut by again, and I tip B another 100 THB. Again, he bows and puts his hands together. I want to catch his attention. I've never done this before, so I'm sure I'm throwing out unnecessary money. My indiction the night before was that the boys are in high demand and you often don't get your pick, but tonight it seemed that even the patrons were less interested. There was no tipping and no shots being offered. There were no screaming women having the time of their lives. Was anyone smiling? Soon I would be. The mamasan sat beside me again and confirmed my selection. Where he seemed immediately interested in offering me B before, this time there was hesitation. "Well, he's straight, so I'll have to check with him." Okay. I'm a courteous and respectable person. If he's not comfortable, why would I force it? But let's not forget the purpose of this establishment either. Chuckle with me. Ha. Ha. B is sat beside me shortly afterward and the waiter confirms that I will purchase his drink. He is stiff. He looks straight ahead and doesn't engage much. I ask him, "Your name is B?" He can understand but his English is not great. We banter very briefly. "Are you Thai?" I ask because his look appears to be Chinese, and I find him incredibly beautiful. "From Udon Thani." He explains. I try and use this to engage in further conversation as I will travel to that region soon. It doesn't work, he appears uncomfortable. I'm a little taken aback. I'm not a bad looking person. I'm in good shape. I'm well dressed and polite. I don't touch him, but he seems scared. I sit for a bit and watch the show, looking at him occasionally. He fakes a little smile. I figure, I paid for his drink, I'll see if it's okay if I rub his back. He shakes his head up and down and smiles and then goes back to a blank expression. I make sure, "Is this okay?" and again the same gesture. His body is tight. His skin is soft and cool. You can feel the muscle clenching underneath, rock hard and chiseled. I'm very impressed by his look. He has pale skin and big ears. A stern expression. I try and tell him that I saw him in the show the previous night, and that I was impressed with the size of his dick. He shakes his head the same way. I assume he doesn't understand me. Okay, is it just the language barrier? To be honest, my intention with him is to have him flex while he fucks me with his massive cock. His body is incredible and I simply want to worship him, and his tool looks like it can provide me ample pleasure, even if he doesn't give it his all. I'm accustomed to 18cm or more, so this is my target when seeking moneyboys. He sits for a while and finishes his drink. Then it comes time for his performance. Unfortunately I'm unable to watch him perform, as immediately the mamasan returns and confirms that he will go back to my hotel with me. I pay the 500 THB bar fee. I am unsure if I should tip, so I don't. I think this is a mistake? The mamasan seems happy anyway. When the performance finishes, B is fully dressed in street attire and looks quite good. He comes to my table and grabs me and takes me outside, where we flag down a taxi and head back to my hotel. He speaks to the driver in Thai to help him navigate. We sit quietly in the back of the taxi and he stares out the window. I admire the way he is dressed and his stern demeanour. I am going to love using his body. I'm staying at Beanstalk, where the room is quite minimal and the bed is Japanese style, low to the floor. I worry if this is an unusual or unimpressive accommodation for B. We enter the room, and he immediately sits on the bed and removes his shirt. He begins to undress. Part of my desire was to slowly removing his clothing and to appreciate every muscle of his body, as he flexed them ritually. That was not in the cards. I touch his body. I run my hand on his chest as he lays back on the bed. I push against his abs, feeling the solidity of the muscle underneath the layer of skin. I grab his pecs and caress them in my hand, filling the entirety of my palm. I ask him to flex and he doesn't understand. I make the motion with my arms, flexing my own biceps. He does it half-heartedly. I'm a little disappointed. He quickly undoes his pants and pulls out his dick and starts to put a condom on. I take this as understanding it's time for penetration. No. I suck his dick. It gets hard quite quickly, and again I'm taken for a bit of a shock. Is this the same model? His dick is significantly smaller, even though he's seemingly aroused. I'm told later that dicks in performances are often pumped to appear much larger. Okay, then pump it up! It's not small, but it's more akin to 17cm now. He keeps the condom on as I suck his dick. I just don't have any interest anymore. A blowjob with a condom? I can't do it. I stop sucking him, and I try and kiss him. He keeps his lips closed and pushes me toward his neck. He smells good, but I'm being disappointed at every turn. Surely the sex might at least feel good. I ask him to fuck me. "No fuck" he says. My jaw hits the floor. Excuse me? "No fuck." Clearly I misunderstood the purpose off Jupiter, or some rule somewhere, or missed some step in the process. "Just suck, you suck me. No fuck." He seems angry. I ask him if he can remove the condom, I don't mind giving oral, in fact I thoroughly enjoy it. But I can't suck a piece of latex. He says he will not remove it. My mood is killed, my desire is gone, my erection shrivels, and I'm left agasp. Is this what people pay for? Is this the moneyboy experience? I think back to the trip reports I've read, and there is so little detail about the sex, just about the general 'good time' they seemingly have. Oh no. What have I gotten myself into. I just give him the 2500 THB mandatory tip and he gets dressed and leaves. The entire stay lasts 30 minutes. He says thank you, but doesn't offer to keep in communication or try and schedule another appointment, which is what I will soon find out is customary. I sit in my room for a moment, thinking about what just happened, and I feel incredibly bad. I just paid a total of 4800 THB for the most disappointing sex I think I ever had. I get over it quickly, and head to Grindr for something free. This time there's passion.

Part 4 After breakfast, T left me with an invitation to join him in his birthday celebration with friends. I smiled and replied, saying I would try but wasn't very sure since I had friends coming over. I suggested we could go out after his birthday. He seemed satisfied with my answer, and so was I. Part of me suspected that I would end up spending a substantial amount if I went, and it would be awkward to be a stranger among his friends during the birthday party. As I busied myself with work, housekeeping auntie cleaned up my room. Meanwhile, I received constant SMS updates from Jake, letting me know where he was on his flight. The last message was a selfie with the airport pickup staff holding a paper with his name. I chuckled at his enthusiasm. Later, he would express how he felt like a VIP seeing his name held up at the airport, appreciating the experience of airport pickup I arranged. It was another realization of how mundane things for some could be a source of delight for others. About an hour later, Jake arrived, beaming with smiles, and we exchanged a big hug. Despite my initial worries about feeling awkward, the first few hours turned out to be pleasant. We went to a cafe for his brunch and my second coffee, continuing our conversation. By midday, I asked him what he would like to do next. He smiled mischievously and suggested going back to take a shower. I supported the idea, and soon we found ourselves showering together and more. Due to the scorching weather and his early flight, we decided to relax in the room and take a nap, waiting for Bangkok to cool down. Around 4p.m., we took a Grab taxi to Siam Paragon to enjoy coffee and people-watch. We indulged in a massage and then headed to Surawong for an early dinner. After dinner, we found ourselves at Starbucks in Montien. As I sipped my fourth and hopefully last coffee of the night, Jake asked me which bar I would like to go to. Although I had no prior plans to visit any bars while with him, I decided to finally try Sol bar since he asked. If it turned out to be disappointing, at least I would have someone to share the disappointment with. As we navigated through the space, the tables and chairs proved to be a precarious obstacle course. The small leaner tables, each paired with two high chairs, appeared as if they might topple over with the slightest nudge. Even without any alcohol in our systems, we found ourselves teetering on the edge of disaster as we attempted to find stable seating. It was clear that the furniture was ill-suited for this type of place. Despite the less-than-ideal seating arrangements, our attention was soon drawn to the stage where a performance was midway. However, any anticipation we had quickly dissipated as the show unfolded. The performers seemed disinterested, going through the motions without any genuine enthusiasm. While I'm not particularly a connoisseur of bar boy performances, one particular attempt at a BDSM show at Sol bar left much to be desired. As the performance unfolded, it descended into what can only be described as a cringe-inducing spectacle. Towards the conclusion, it appeared more like a guy being awkwardly thrashed with a makeshift whip fashioned from a black pool noodle. Jake's discomfort was obvious as he repeatedly buried his face on my shoulder, and it was evident that nobody in the audience was truly enjoying the display. The climax of the performance, featuring the supposedly dominator blowing several sticks of candles off and pretending to shove it down the other guys arse, prompted me to make the decision to end our evening and settle our bills. Sadly, Sol bar fell short of providing even the bare minimum of we had hoped for. Even Jake, who usually found enjoyment in most experiences, appeared visibly unimpressed. With a sense of resignation, I made the decision to cut our losses and call it a night. Outside the bar, Jake's mixture of cringing and laughter mirrored my own bemusement. A few days later, I will have a chat with the Papasan at Screwboys who mentioned that Sol's owner is from Malaysia and is not familiar with the Bangkok scene. What the Papasan said next totally captures the current Sol bar - "they don't know how to make gay customers happy". I really hope they will be able to turn this around and improve in the future. At the end of the day, the more decent choices us clients have, the better. Meanwhile, we decided to stop by 7-11 to buy some supplies and drinks. Reflecting on the disappointing show, Jake suggested we go home, where he promised to put on a better show for me ------ And I can gladly report that he did!

We first tried to see the BoyzBoyzBoyz show at 10:30 but all tables reserved except for the horrible ones to the side of stage. They said they had to hold the others so we left without a show or drinks. Toy Boys was second stop and boy Tawan boy and I both found boys we liked and had them over for drinks. Mine was from Laos and cute and on a normal night, I would have taken him but I can to celebrate the beloved's BD so I let him pick someone. Needless to say it was a fem boy. But, very sweet and good English. We brought him back to the hotel and the BF had about 2 hours of fun with him. When I asked why I only get 45 seconds of fun every time, he said, "that is you and not me." Oh well, age has both advantages and disadvantages. We had stopped here after a trip to Sunnee. It was good to see that NiceBoys still has that photo of Charlie. Wow. He was such a fun guy and good to that bar. As for ToyBoys, honestly, there were at least 4 or 6 guys I would have taken on my own. Some cute and well defined bodies. I did get my drink boys LINE as he said he comes to Bangkok some and wants to spend Songkran there.

Those side tables have their advantages! The boys often line up on stage naked, but holding a large sheet in font of them to provide a teasing show when you face them as their erect cocks push out the sheet . But from the side you can usually see very clearly those same cocks in the gap between sheet and boys! Worked for me several times hahaha. Toy Boys is, for me at least, the No 1 agogo in BoyzTown and a happy mix of twinks and hunks. Usually a happy atmosphere in there with everyone having fun, customers and boys. The boys also like the bar as there is usually a steady stream of boys being borrowed for the night. I have had more offs from that bar than any other in Pattaya, including several that have become much loved 'regulars'. Just a shame that the drinks are so expensive haha. Also in BoyzTown, Classic Boy Bar (used to be Cupidol) is a twink heaven. Pikky Bar is a quieter open bar, several well know faces seem to 'retire' here from the other bars, but a great place to relax with (a much cheaper) drink and watch the world go by. Good to see you making it to Nice Boys in Sunee, it remains the last 'hands-on' bar for mutual HJs and BJs in Pattaya, and the boys are far from shy! hahaha.

Yes, famous for muscle but also had a fair share of twinks if you got there at the right time. The bar was not closed because of the cabaret. I have never heard of the police closing for shitty performance. Otherwise, I don't think any would be left. I just don't like the shows though. Luckily for me, the "love of my life" who I met at the bar is still with me for many moons and he keeps in touch with all of his friends and I have had quiet a few muscle boys in my place as of late. @floridarob I know you were a skeptic for the love but it is almost like singing Celine Dion when he wakes up each morning (loud).

He was preparing you for the inevitable letdown because he clearly doesn't like anything about his chosen line of work but the payoff. Body language can often tell us what to expect but we're all too willing to dismiss it because the prize is so damn tempting. Don't let it discourage you. All experiences--good and bad--are valuable learning opportunities.

NOTE -- A food reviewer from Singapore cited 10 locations for serving the best street food in Bangkok but only one was in the Silom area. If you're not familiar with Soi Phiphat 2, it's the same soi where you'll find Sauna Mania (5-7 minute walk from Silom and Convent roads) Som Tam Jay So Phiphat 2, Silom, Bang Rak, Bangkok 10500, Thailand +66 85999 4225 Mon to Sat: 11am – 5.30pm Closed on Sun While numerous eateries across Bangkok offer Isaan cuisine, Som Tam Jay So stands out as the go-to destination for the most authentic papaya salad experience. Nestled in the bustling downtown Silom business district, this small stall attracts hordes of office workers during lunchtime. The bustling atmosphere is a testament to its popularity. However, be prepared for a menu entirely in Thai, making Google Translate a handy tool when placing your order. Explore a diverse array of som tam options, including Seafood Som Tam (THB200), Blue Crab Som Tam (THB150), Salted Egg Som Tam (THB80), Som Tam with Pork Sausage (THB70), Som Tam with Fresh Shrimp (THB120), and more. Additionally, Som Tam Jay So offers grilled chicken, beef salad, and grilled pork neck for those looking to diversify their palate. https://sg.style.yahoo.com/10-best-street-food-stalls-060033183.html

Jeeze, I knew you had all the answers! LOL

I’ve just chatted to one of my Tawan Boy friends I’ve known for over 12 yrs. He dropped into Soi Tawan last night, partly for ‘old times sake’ and meet up with a few of the other guys and have a drink. He is scraping by working as Grab driver. I asked if he thought it would re-open and his response was ‘ยังไม่มีกำหนดเปิดครับ‘ [there is no opening date yet]and ‘รอต่อไปครับ’ [keep waiting] Hard to tell from that. 😒

marvels of time zones ! You were faster , I wanted to respond the same but mercifully read your post before started mine. Actually if I have a choice at BBB I always take those side seats.

issue no, but our curiosity needs some satisfaction , otherwise various more or less plausible theories will emerge while real reason may be mundane like business not able to pay it's rent or meet it's payroll . Certainly that short stretch of soi 6 has it's share of mysterious business disappearance recently, Coffee Grinder is still mourned by many including myself which is telling since I'm not even coffee drinker.

From Thai PBS World Rebel forces have captured seven army camps and a government command centre in Myawaddy province of Myanmar, after about four days of fierce fighting, according to rebel sources. Myanmar jet fighters carried out bombing raids against the rebels of the Karen National Union (KNU) and People’s Defence Force (PDF), but failed to stop their advance, said the sources, adding that the rebels had seized large cache of weapons, including howitzers, mortars, machine guns, rocket-propelled grenade launchers, hundreds of assault rifles and ammunition left behind by the retreating government troops. Rebel sources claim hundreds of Myanmar troops of the 275th battalion, from the main barracks in Myawaddy province, surrendered to the rebel forces yesterday, giving rebel forces full control of Myawaddy township, an important border town across the border from Mae Sot district of Thailand’s Tak province. Leaders of the rebel forces will meet to discuss the administration of the township and the possibility of replacing the Myanmar flag with that of the KNU, which has been fighting the government for several decades. Thai security forces along the border have been put on alert as a precaution against a possible influx of civilians from Myanmar. Gunfire and the sound of shells exploding fell silent today, said the sources. The PDF is the armed wing of the opposition National Unity Government (NUG) of Myanmar. It was formed by the NUG from youths and pro-democracy activists in May 2021, in response to the coup d’état by the military junta and their armed wing, the Tatmadaw.

As time passes "why" the bar closed becomes less of an issue, replaced by "where the boys are" now. It appears that their admirers are best advised to visit the area of the 7-Eleven. I'd be surprised if any of the guys are shy about chatting with strangers and more than they were when the bar was open.

Back in rainy NYC; it seems the rain followed me from Rio. I'm still tired from the long trip, so bear with me, my typos, and my skimpy reports. I will improve over time as I have a chance to rest. But overall, I love it, and I can't wait to come back. My main recommendation, especially for newcomers or those unfamiliar with the city, is to download and keep offline all the addresses, maps, and locations that you want to visit before going to Rio de Janeiro. As I mentioned before, I had to buy a cheap phone. Thanks to previous posters, I was able to get a 1200 Rreals Motorola phone with Tim mobile that takes your passport number. I got it at my favorite shopping mall in Rio: the Shopping RioSul at Rua Lauro Müller, 116 - Botafogo. In Rio, it was rainy all week and very humid. I'm not a beach person, and I get red and sore from excessive sun exposure, but I would have loved to have at least a couple of sunny days. I've been to most of the places I intended to visit. Point 202 hasn't been my favorite; the layout, the paper-thin bedsheets, and the run-down appearance of that place have been a turn-off. or at least i did expect to lo look that way. I didn't go during any of the free cabin days because I didn't want to contend with cheap patrons for a cabin, so I skipped those days at both Point 202 and 117. Last night, Wednesday, I was at 117, and it was very slow. i may do a separate report. Out of both of them, 117 has better installations, with two bars, one for the shows and one for the smokers. As with the rest of the saunas with GPs you get your locker and your sandals, walk around, get your drink, and start looking for the best boys. Also, I had a massage; in both, the Point 202 masseur was this cute Colombian boy, but in 117, they had better masseurs. Did I find hot boys in both places? Yes, but I don't think it was the best week for Rio. Maybe the Semana Santa influenced the situation, plus the heavy rain, so I will visit Rio next time. I went to these places: Sauna Rio G Spa: That sauna was pretty disappointing. It is so small and narrow that the type of clientele is not as hot as the reviews about gay Rio locations say it was and that it was closed to the gay area in Ipanema, or at least it wasn't the time I went. The bar is tiny. The second floor has some cabins that make\ t a dark room. I don't know if it was because of the days I went, but with so many other options, I did not it give it another try.\ Taurus Bar: https://x.com/TaurusBar?s=20 It only opens on weekends. I went on a Friday and Saturday, and it was okay. It is located in Rua da Lapa, 8 - Lapa, an area that people in Rio keep commenting is very popular with bars, but I only visited Taurus Bar and didn't see or find another place in that area. TB has two floors; you pay at the entrance and they give you a locker key but also a wristband. There's a small bar on the way to the lockers. Then, you climb the stairs to a second floor with plenty of public cabins and a back room that doesn't feel as claustrophobic as other dark rooms I've been to before. Also, not that many people were my age (late 50s), and I was the whitest of the white. Most people were late 20s to late 40s and very Latino-looking. Also, I didn't feel any rejection because of my age or my shape or skin color; quite the opposite, I had fun without paying, so that was a new one for me. If you want more details, let me know. I stayed only for an hour. Seven Cruising Bar: So far, my favorite bar for just cruising with no GP, at least when I went, I think they may have interactives on Saturdays. I wish I had more time to explore it, but it's completely out of my way and closes at 10 pm, so since I was going to visit the GP saunas every, I went in the noon, and I liked it. It's a hidden location. I took some pictures from outside so you can get an idea. Another narrow staircase leads the way up, then a tiny foyer to pay for the entrance and then get the locker. I followed what most people were doing: kept my sneakers and walked in underwear without a t-shirt and my big belly out. Out of the only cruising, not GP on-site, Seven Cruising bar has the best-looking people, even better looking than Rio G Spa. It has themes for each day. Look at the Twitter account.https://x.com/sevenbarbr?s=20 i didnt stay long either. Rosa sex shop vs. Sex Rose: These establishments have similar and confusing names, with two locations. One is situated in a shopping center, with one on the 3rd floor. However, that one is only a sex shop, so I suggest skipping it. I mention this because most posts for cruising sites display the address as Av. Rio Branco, 156 - Store/Loja 344, but that's not the correct one. The correct location is in-store/ Loja 133 on the lower level of the mall. Similar to most other places, this one is pretty narrow with 3 or 4 cabins, and the patrons are mostly over 40. The tricky part is that there is another Rose Shop called Sex Rose. I believe this other shop is the one that some other posters in the forum have mentioned. This one was hard to find for some reason, as the address got confused. However, it is located in the area called Cinelandia. It sits on a very narrow street that taxis will have a hard time navigating. This one is located next to an old movie theater called Cinema Rex, at Rua Alvaro Alvim 37. The other Rose shop is better; it is dark and has a lot of hallways. It has two floors; you pay 25 reals, and it is the typical maze with a bunch of cabins, most of them playing movies. If you want more details, let me know. That is it, for now, coming soon part 2 or 3 lol. It is a lot to take in. I am not in the best shape, and the humidity took the fun out of my knees. But definitely the highlight, at least for me, is the GP saunas. \

Over the years I have stayed many times in Egypt. My most recent stay was for one month traveling between Cairo, Luxor, and Aswan. CAIRO: It used to be the case that the Khan el-Khalili market provided young men for sex, but that is largely no longer the case. The same could be said for the nearby Egyptian museum where I had a number of trysts over the years. Today, things are much less exciting and far more dangerous. The secy male vendors at the market will certainly gay bait you to buy some of their items, and even hold hands with you saying they are hard, but they never seem to want to leave or arrange a time for sex. I did find one vendor down a side alley that never gets visitors that was willing. I entered his shop, he stood really close as I looked at his items, and then he smiled and rubbed two of my fingers. When I smiled back and squeezed his hand, he said he was hard, liked me, and wondered if I liked “Egyptian Sausage”? I said yes but expected him to not be willing to try anything. He then said times were tough and he could use a little money. We negotiated and he then proceeded to close the doors of his shop. We then did the deed there in his closed shop. Thereafter, I have always visited the shops in the side alleys of the Egyptian cities where I have been quite lucky many times. I stayed this time at the Nile Hilton Hotel which, as you will see on the internet, always has a few guys in the lobby, the bar, and the health club for you to sample. Most were just a bit too professional for my taste, and I was always a bit wary that I might get set-up. As you will read, Grindr and Bathhouse raids are the norm right now in Cairo, so gays must be extremely vigilant. I had a number of hotel encounters and the one market encounter. LUXOR: Luxor is filled with sexy guys, scary guys, and scamming guys. The scamming guys are the young ones that are along the pedestrian sidewalk on the east side. They will start talking with you, ask you to come see their boat, and then once you are there the real boat owner appears trying to get you to contract a journey. One guy even got me to the boat, started to push off, and out popped the owner as the boat was about to pull away. Luckily, I jumped back on the ramp before it went off. So, the boat guys are mostly scammers although the exceptions can be found like in Aswan (see below). The sexy AND scary guys were the horse carriage drivers. If you walk along the Nile walkway, just make eye contact with the carriages until you see a sexy driver you want to try. I usually negotiate a price for a tour and specifically say I do NOT want a stop for water, tea, a rug, or a restaurant. In every case the young driver will ask if I am married. When I say no they then ask if I am gay. I smile and shake my head yes. They will then ask if I like “Egyptian Sausage” or “Egyptian Banana” to which I smile and say yes. It is then that you negotiate with them for a quiet place somewhere to do the deed. The only time it is scary is when they return you to a location. No matter what price you agreed upon, then will go ballistic and demand more money. Hold your ground and hand them the money. They will throw their hands back and say they will not accept it. I then throw the money on the ground and walk away. The next day they will be so kind and want to do the same thing again to make money. The next group of sexy guys is the market guys late at night. I take a walk every evening and go down the side alleys to find shops that are not normally frequented. I have been very lucky in Luxor to find young guys willing to close the doors of their shop or take me to a side storage area to do the deed. Lastly, I have had good luck at my hotel. If you stay at a big hotel, be sure to frequent the pool area in the late evening when they are cleaning it. Likewise, when you see the male attendants cleaning your floor, stay around the room and make eye contact when they start to clean. They will always strike up a conversation and ask if you are married. After you say no, then their next response will determine if they are available for a little cash. ASWAN: I have met tons of gay German tourists to this city over the years. One has been retired there and has shown me the ropes. The young guys here are available in the following: horse carriage drivers, young boat owner, market vendors, banana island, and camel drivers. The horse carriage drivers in Aswan operate the same as in Luxor (see above). As for the boat owners… one of the best ways to take advantage of these is to go to McDonalds and eat your meal at the tables facing the Nile. From there the boat owners will approach you asking if you would like a ride in their boat. I always offer to walk down and see their boat. Once there, they ask if I am married. When I say no, I then also ask what is down in the cargo area of the boat. They then will always want me to venture down with them. Once down a few steps, the guy will show his dick and ask the question of the sausage and banana. You can then do the deed right there in privacy after agreeing upon the price. I once did pay a boat owner for a felucca trip during which he offered his banana to me whilst he guided the boat up the Nile. At night, it is also possible to see many young boat owners taking people out on the Nile to see the night stars. I did this several times and once you are out on the Nile away from people in the darkness, he will ask if you are married. Once you say no, he will usually show what he has to offer and you can do the deed there in darkness on the Nile. Some of these same boat owners will say they will take you to “Banana Island” which you can google and will find is a real island on the west side of the Nile. Historically, it is nothing special except once you get there and are between the bananas, the young guy will pull out his offering and ask if you want a banana. It is a quick blow job given the limited time and space available. Similarly, the camel drivers on the west side are usually taking people to the old Coptic monastery. Take a cheap boat ride across the Nile from the east to that west area. Pause and take a look at the camel drivers. Once you find a guy you like, go up and ask a price to take you to the monastery. Once you are on your way, the guy will get on the camel with you behind him on the same seat. Your hands are around his waist and your crotch in his rear. Over the course of the trip, he will ask if you are married. Once you arrive at the monastery, the tour is self-service or the ticket man will show you around for a few wads of cash. Once you start your return journey to the original point, the camel driver will stop at a point where you can take some photos. It is here that he will show you what he has to offer and you can make an agreement to do the deed right there amongst the boulders of the desert overlooking the Nile. Surreal. I have visited that monastery too much, but I can’t just visit Aswan without sampling sexy young camel drivers. PAY: Most want 100-200 Egyptian pounds ($7-$12 USD) for you to give them a blow job. When the location provides for more, they will ask 200-400 ($12-$25) for the deed. You can actually bargain them lower, but it is already really inexpensive. This will be in addition to any other prices for the carriage ride, camel ride, or boat ride. Those prices usually range from 100-400 pounds as well. SEX: Every guy I met was active, would fuck, and would let you suck him. Only one in all my years has agreed to kiss. LANGUAGE: Arabic and some English. GRINDR: If you do you are crazy.

hi, Nudity is optional. I saw a couple of guys wearing shorts and shirts, but there were very few. I am not in shape and very self-conscious about my belly, but lately, having committed to GPs, I started to loosen up. The old Bijou, the memories. To be honest, Taurus Bar it's way better. I didn't see anyone holding a cubicle, but there aren't that many booths to hold. I found this Seven Cruising Bar, also in Rio, but this looks more like Taurus Bar. two rows with 4 cubicles and that is. I didn't want to talk trash about the Bijou or any of the sex places in NYC, maybe back in the late '80s and early 90 was fun, for some people blessed in the looks aspect.. maybe because I am a tourist, but attitude in Brazil sex places are more welcoming, and so chill.

no chicken with cashew nuts though, sigh and sob

Hi guys! I’m currently in Cairo and want to give an update to the current state of affairs as I’ve seen them. Grindr is packed with guys and so many seem effortlessly masculine. I’m a middle aged bear and the first night I stayed in Zamelak which is very central and decided to do a Grindr boost for an hour just for research purposes. I got 125 messages in that first hour. There is a warning when you open the app that speaks about police profiling. I asked a few guys and one even laughed about it. The general consensus is it’s not an issue and two even said they wouldn’t touch a tourist at all. The difficult part is for obvious reasons they only show disappearing photos so it quickly gets out of hand when it comes to remembering who you are talking to when you’ve got five or six possible suitors in conversation. I stayed at the Marriott on the island using points I saved up and it was nice. But security was tight getting in. Possibly going to dinner first in the hotel and then sneaking up later would work? (It must be said I’m not meeting with anyone this trip because I’m traveling with a close girlfriend). The Airbnb I’m currently in would absolutely work though for hookups as there are no doormen at all. I won’t be able to comment on the availability of guys further south in the historical zones of Luxor and Aswan as I’ll be on a cruise and unable to meet up. waking through Khan el-kalili souk was incredible and I feel if I were alone I’d be able to street cruise. Egyptians have been very gracious and welcoming of me and are proud of their country. It’s been very endearing and I’m glad I’ve come back after a dozen years gone. I’d like to come back solo and really have fun. The talent pool seems endless here.

some spas (Jey, Googuy, Arena, Sabaidee VClub ) can be our temporary salvation and some bars may turn helping hand to Tawan boys as well. We are waiting for reports of first sightings of them somewhere.

sure , I only look stupid

You won't have much luck with Tawan, it's closed. Police issues.

Impaling seems to be the new fashion....

The IGF often brags about the stuff they have, I don't think it would be too difficult to design a drone with a search light.

Yeah, you just forgot to mention she was German princess, who ruled after her died husband. Princess Sophia Augusta Frederica von Anhalt-Zerbst, known as Ekaterina Great. And you also forgot, what Russians already had election, when the USA did not yet exist - in XII century. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Novgorod_veche

Hopefully they'll be hanging out there and accepting ST/LT offers before the bar reopens. I need my my muscle boys 😭

I'm skeptical about many things and the odds are usually in a negative favor, including for my own dreams 😉

Toy Boys

A tawan frequent customer told me the cause was one of the cabaret performer. I’ve never liked that part of the show. It’s ironic that it is the cause of tawan’s downfall. i don’t understand why the boss insists in having that part of the show. Tawan is known for muscle and chubs, not fairies and twinks.

Looks that not all hope is lost but it's distant one. It's still good to hear their boys are still passing by the soi.

at least Americans have choice between two candidates, not between candidate and prison on Kolyma. Love songs about Russian system certainly would sound better if supported by Russia own elite , always keen to keep both , their honestly made money and ill gotten gains as well their own children in their own country instead of safe and predictable heaven of the West as they do. After all Stalin's own daughter died American, don't you guys see irony in that ?

I think Mr Gareth, the unfortunate victim, was extremely unlucky to slip in such a way to impale himself on the glass. A really freak accident ? Maybe ? you mention boys Keith. The biggest accident risk they run is injury as a result of motor bike accidents. I’ve had the need over the years to examine boy’s bodies for research purposes and found that most have scars from these accidents plus very often evidence of broken collar bones. There is an instinctive tendency to use the arm to brake falls from moving motor bikes, cycles, and moving ridden animals causing fractures. Boys also sometimes show burn scars following cooking in their rooms with unsafe equipment using most frequently bottled gas.

It was in Raya, not Marriott and room (Executive Suite, I treated myself for birthday ) was left as decent as when we entered in other than bedding which was seriously wrinkled.

Are you suggesting there's a trump that isn't money-grubbing? Since when?

Maybe the OP and I have different tastes, but I could not disagree more. (Disclosure: my taste is at least 5’10”/180cm, fit to muscular, 8”/20cm+, preferably handsome in a classic masculine way, and preferably willing to kiss and bbk, both passionately not reluctantly). Limiting consideration to Saunas alone, Rio is the runaway victor, if only on the strength of Tuesday nights at 117 alone. In the nearly 10 years I have been going to Brazil, I have never found Lagoa to be the equal of the Rio saunas, And now I find its decline to have been even more precipitous than the Rio saunas, to the point where most trips to Lagoa leave me wondering why did I bother (the answer being, of course, FOMO). No discussion I have a Brazilian sexcation in 2024 can realistically limit itself to the saunas alone. The third leg, if you will, is surely garotoscomlocal. In my opinion, a visitor to Rio, at least on a Tuesday and a Wednesday (202) can have a great experience at the Sauna, and have no need to turn to the Internet. In São Paulo, by contrast, there is no such night for me. Yet, for most seasons of the year, I much prefer being in São Paulo and garotoscomlocal picks up Lagoa’s slack (arguably, indeed, it caused much of it) and brings SP to near overall parity to Rio sexwise. I lament this transition and mourn the demise of face to face shopping, but for me, in São Paulo, it is nearly complete. In Rio, it may be weakened and reduced, but again, a Tuesday At 117 still has magic like nowhere else I know. And with that, if you will excuse me, it is 4:15 on a Tuesday, and I have places to go.... Thank you!

I like the Hotel Heritage; it's pretty and quiet, but the rooms are small. As for bringing guests, I'm not sure—I don't usually bring guests as I'm not too keen on that type of intimacy. I value my privacy too much. However, to use the elevator, you'll need the keycard. Perhaps someone else from the forum who has stayed at the Heritage and brought guests can provide more information. Regarding the rates, it's 200 reais, but if you want the house specialty, the leite , it's better to ask in advance. Most likely, they will provide. I will report details; I just need to rest and pick up my Plan B pill.😛 😇

And I forgot to add that T introduced me to another younger brother as we step out of 7-11. It's at that point I started to suspect and look for camera hovering somewhere as this scenario just screams plot for reality tv porn. 😂

hi @babybear2 Definitely São Paulo, for the greatest sextacation. If you're into a classic tourist mood, Rio de Janeiro offers more options, but I'd recommend checking the weather—Rio with thunderstorms isn't enjoyable at all and can/will spoil the experience, As it happened to me, it was rainy the whole week, so i didnt do too much outdoor stuff As for the GPs, there's no doubt in my mind that São Paulo's Lagoa is the best. I doubt there's a better place in the Americas than Lagoa. I was there yesterday, and not only was it bustling with many clients and tons of beautiful GPs, but it was also incredibly fun. The atmosphere was so joyful, you could feel it in the air. Call me cheesy, but it was one of the best days of mysexlife—it was everything I ever wanted and more. it was a candy shop. didnt know where to look or what to grab. Surprisingly, I'm not even sore with all those 9"+. At one point, I was sitting with three stunning GPs—one blonde, one brunette, and one mulatto—and could have had three more if i wanted, so there were other clients sitting with hot GPs. I'm already making reservations for SP in August; I'm unsure if I'll give Rio another try—117 and Point 202 don't offer the same quality of GPs or facilities that one can find in São Paulo's Lagoas. Once I'm settled, I'll write up a couple of reports. I hope Lagoa remains as good as it's always been, but last night was heavenly—one for the records. I'll cherish that Saturday forever, to tell my grandkids

hey, I messed up all the names while using my cell phone. I just realized that my title has a typo. Can a moderator fix it for me? Please, I meant "São Paulo," not "Sau Paulo.:( my report will have a lot of typos, i meant Espaco Lagoa Sauna. i took the picture during bingo time. The weather is fantastic. It's hot, but bearable. It was supposed to rain, but it didn't. I was able to exchange Brazilian Reals at a great rate. However, I did encounter some trouble using Banco Santander. Usually, I use the one in Paulista Avenue Shopping Center 3, which is very convenient. For some reason, it didn't work this time. Thankfully, at the intersection of Paulista Avenue and Consolação, Pao de Açúcar Supermarket, at R. da Consolação, 2581, there's an ATM that gave me all the money I needed. I discovered this while going to a place called Cabines Bar Paulista. It opens at 2 pm, but every time I've been there, it's been empty, it has glory holes and cabins. However, on my previous trip, I was able to buy poppers there. Luckily, I brought them with me this time because the guy didn't have any. He said he would have some on Friday, so I plan to stop by to buy some for Rio. Lagoa, what a wonderful place! I forgot that the towels come in sealed plastic bags. The sandals are Havaianas, and the staff is so friendly. I arrived there a bit before 4 pm, and it was kind of empty, but it filled up quickly. There were around 20 guys, all types. I met one of my previous encounters, this kid, a light skin mulato with green eyes and such a huge cock. I made the mistake of choosing him first, and it was hard to handle, It was so big that it tore me apart, in a good way :😜. but it was fun, of course. He loves to kiss and is always very helpful, getting the key, opening doors for me, and telling me how much he likes me. I usually give him 200 reals since we spend more than 30 minutes together. Where else can you find a hot 22-year-old with a real 9-inch, beautiful, meaty cock for just $40? Then I had my eye on this handsome boy, one of the few Caucasian GPs that night. Most of them were of mixed race or black, but I'm an equal opportunist. My rules are simple: I want a full top. If not pretty, at least have a handsome face, but I prefer pretty boys and 8 inches or more. However, this pretty boy was just 7 inches, but he was so handsome that I spent most of the night with him. After such a long trip—I was on a Delta Comfort+ flight and was exhausted—I went to bed by 10 pm. By the way, that flight had some scary turbulence moments. I'm a frequent flyer, and I rarely use Delta. It was great service, but there were about 30 minutes of turbulence that I hadn't experienced before, i.e., scary ones, and i didn't get scared while flying 0.0 it was a moment that I was, like, ok, this is it. We are going down, lol. but once we all fell asleep, it was fine. the airport in jfk and GRU in-and-outs were a breeze That's it for now. Upgrades only happen on the weekend, so I will try them this Friday. The Seven Cruising Bar says it is closed permanently; I will check if it's true. Dedalos is just okay, but I will check it out. I want to try places that I can visit between Lagoa trips, either before, in the morning, or after hours. If you have any recommendations, let me know.

Well, now I feel a little neglected- nobody had ever offered me drugs on my visits!!! 😋😉

they are often straight but by their own definition. And that suits me very well

So, the next time we use OneSpa's rooms, we may meet a woman in the corridor? Or we may hear a woman moaning away in the next room? Hmmm. I think I will pass

My experience is similar to that Xclay. I had traveled there before, but the fun 10 years ago is quite different now. I was there for only three days last February before Covid hit the country. I was staying near the Corniche which has long been the place where street cruising occurs (in fact, any corniche in any northern Africa or Middle Eastern country is usually a great place for cruising). The trek to take is to start from the Alexandrian library to the east side, and then walk west along the corniche. If you are a single white older guy then you will get the smiles and winks. Now, the walk is quite nice, especially at night. During the day you can walk west and end it at the Citadel/Fort. You can then check out the cool fish market if it is operating, along with stopping at any of the cafes along the corniche as you walk back. BUT… here’s the warning I found from this last trip. On the first night, I walked with a female French colleague along the corniche. When I was getting to the Citadel, one of the usual sexy young male vendors approached us to sell us some popcorn. We bought some, and then we chatted for a few minutes. Suddenly two plainclothes men came up to us speaking Arabic and flashed they badges. One took the young man aside and started yelling at him, whilst the other asked for our ID. They asked us why we were talking to the guy and we told him. He then let us go. BUT… the young kid was yelled at in front of other people and then slapped several times on the head. My colleague who speaks Arabic said the young man was being told he was not allowed to talk with foreigners. Fast forward the next night. I went out walking again but this time alone. I saw the same young man now carrying a box with balloons he had blown up and modelled into figures. He was trying to sell them to people. This time I smiled, gave him the look up and down, and then kept walking. He followed me but started walking to my side. He kept whispering “police, police” and motioning with his head behind him. We separated and nothing came to be. I got to the Citadel/Fort and noticed police were taking away two western men and one young boy. I watched for a few minutes and noticed that there must have been 10-15 plainclothes police officers gathering around this arrest. I decided to turn around and start my way back. Right behind me I then saw one of the two plainclothes policemen from the day before had been following me all along. One might suggest that they are just watching out for the safety of foreigners. One might also say, as has been noted in the Gay press about Egyptian arrests, that they were targeting gays along the corniche as part of their normal crackdown on locations known to be gay cruising areas. I also tried the one Hammam listed in the gay cruising guides but there was no action there. I did not burn Alexandria’s port or library, but I did turn my back to it and head south of Cairo where the fun was less problematic.

Your "strong society" falling apart on your eyes and you pretend not see it. Such society polarization never been in US since Civil war. So don't pretend you are from "strong society". The storming of the Capitol is hardly a sign of a strong society, and it is certainly not a sign of a cohesive society. By the way: you "society" still owes human civilization for the genocide of the indigenous population of America, for the nuclear bombing of Japanese civilians, for more than half a million victims of the invasion of Iraq... Therefore, your empty pride, inflated with air, about a “strong society” is worth less than the price of the air in it... Deal with your under-candidates for president, one of whom is an old senile, and the other a red-haired neo-Nazi clown, maybe there will be a reason for pride. In the meantime, your "strong society" is more like a herd of sheep, led by a clan gerontocracy behind a clown or a senile person. P.S. How many scions of the Kennedy clan have already warmed their asses in the Senate over the past 70 years? P.P.S. Your “strong society” is still not trusted to even directly vote for its own president.