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Walking on Rama 4 just now and noticed that “Squirrel House” is open for business. It’s located steps from Surawong rd., next to what was once Take-a-Nap.

It’s just after so it’s the former site of BBB Inn. When walking back to my place I dropped in and was shown three rooms ranging from 899 to 2499. it appears the interior was gutted with new stairwells and flooring. The least expensive rooms are similar to smallest Ibis and Quarter Silom rooms. The mid-range (1299) was a rear facing room with queen bed, larger bathroom. It would be my value choice. The front facing rooms (2499) are most spacious but may prove nosier because of traffic. All rooms I was shown had windows. The plan to be listing on Agoda within a month or so. They have no website at this time. Mid-range room.

We need to remember that UHC implemented AI to decide on which claims would be denied. UHC had the highest denial rate at 32% versus the average of 16% Previously to the introduction to AI (Artificial Intelligence) compassionate human beings were making these decisions. So, perhaps other than greed - as a society, do we want to let non-compassionate AI make the decision as to whether or not we receive medical treatment and/or get to live ?

Yes, it was free cabin day at Point, only on Quarta. I was there this November, at 202 free cabins on a Wednesday, and it was the best day, in my opinion. I'm not usually a big fan of 202, but I still enjoy it as long as I'm in Rio. I'll keep visiting, especially on the free cabin days, where I had such a great time. That Wednesday at Point 202, I had several encounters, but two in particular stand out, and I keep thinking about them. One was with a pretty young guy who I won’t call a "twink," even though he was slim, in his 20s, and had that youthful look. He had a handsome face, a more masculine vibe, and appeared to have more Portuguese roots. The other was a younger guy, more of a twinkling, wearing some of those gold chains. so adorable. I was with both of them twice that day to pick up my leite 😛 . Both experiences were memorable, and they want it to keep going in my hotel but i didnt want that; i just wanted to rest and didnt feel like entering them What can I say? I can’t help it—I’m a sucker for those guys. It just feels right to show them a little extra kindness, especially with those exchange rates To be continued... and 117 on free cabin day was a dream. I think I’ve shared that story somewhere on this forum, or maybe at the other one. But, at least for me, it was amazing. There were so many super hot guys that I didn’t see again, except for that day. I’ll admit, I ate my own words about the free cabin days at both places.

several holding drugs/tested positive for drugs were detained. others were released. Long story short, don't do drugs.

As planets go I believe he prefers Moonlight.

Thats what the manager (?) said. You should book your flight soon!

I doubt. Either bad luck of those people or there's something more which they did not tell you. In 36 trips I never was approached , not witnessed approach by police nor got offer to buy anything illegal other than porn DVD. I guess looking like nobody keeps me out of trouble

No, the balance is off for Café Des Artistes. It’s one for Antropology.

I also stayed there decades ago. I found I could not turn off the radio, in the bedside console. I summoned help. It turned out that the radio wires went through a hole in the wall to the next door room! The radio I could hear was from next door! You could see through! So much for the best hotel in the world. I changed rooms! Mind you in those days it was affordable, not now.

I always have at least one shirt with a collar, not so much for restaurants but to go thru Immigration/Customs. I have a lot of tattoos and I've found I get received differently when they can see them vs not 😳 They could have bought a shirt to use on the street somewhere for less than 10 bucks, no? Do you know the Viet restaurant in PVR, Let's Pho PV.... Charlie, the owner, has been a good friend of mine for ever.

Update, Tuesday, 10 December 2024: Went to the beach Saturday and Sunday. Used a bit of sunscreen and did not stay but an hour. Very packed in Leblon early Sat pm., so I assume the Copa and Ipanema beaches were packed to the gills. Still a bit jetlagged. Received a message about Junior's Birthday Party at Pointe 202. So, changed my plans and got there around 2000 hours. It was PACKED. More like a popular bar than anything else. Music was unbearably loud. Made it truly difficult for me to stay. Some buffet pasta, etc was available and the entry fee was 90-. A few nice-looking GPs per my tastes. Unfortunately, I was too tired from jet lag to do anything. Still, I was happy to have made the trip. Had I slept from 1900-0100 hrs I would have been in shape for serious late-night adventures elsewhere. Will be the plan for next week. Sunday, went to the G Osorio Hippie Market, then walked the beach back to Leblon. Strangely, my gaydar never went off and due to crowds of people never saw a geographic area of just gays. Did see the expected gay rookery to be quite mixed including many families and kids. Went to the usual Sunday feista at some parks right next to the M Gloria stop for 117. Did not stay long. Got an uber for Bangu Sauna, aka Boate Casa Grande (?spelling). Took about an hour each way and was around 170 R$ R/T. Stayed from abound 1815-2030 hours ish. Most guys were not pushy, just a couple were a bit pushy, but not too bad. Conversational PT is needed, but translator app helped arrange a program and price. Many thin mulatto and black guys. One had a white eye ? blind from that eye, etc. No muscle gym bunnies. Some slender white guys. A few GPs said hello, but we simply could not communicate. I tried saying hello to a young twink but it went nowhere, and he might have been a shy customer !! Did not hang with any of the BR punters. For 12 R$ they did have a small plate with some rice and meat. I decided not to try it. As often happens elsewhere, I sighted a couple of GPs potentially of interest once each for a few seconds and never saw them again. For sex there were some rooms upstairs with showers, but most folks seem go to ground level where there are free super basic rooms / beds to have sex. Where most folks hang out is on the floor above. Music was quite good and had some Carnaval songs playing when I left. A guy at the entry helped to arrange the uber directions. Cost for entry, flip flops (which I think you have to pay for), and a soda was 70 RS. 100 R$ for the GP. A bit of an adventure. Came back and ate. I agree with others, not worth the trip unless you are on a long trip to Rio and have better luck than me in finding GPs of interest to you (which you cannot know in advance). Did a bit of shopping Monday after the beach in am (got a bit red on a cloudy day, but not burned) and moving to Ipanema. Went to Novo Meio Mundo to follow from 1700-1930 hrs. Security at the door was patting down the GPs. They have bigger lockers there (great given what I bought shopping earlier). Not as twinkish as when I was there years ago. A bartender was constantly pushing drinks on the punters, even at the tables. Did not appreciate that. Hooked up with Anderson a muscular GP that I think also works 117. The programma was expensive, but I said ok as I thought he was the hottest guy there by far. Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want. He kissed very nicely. The room had no windows and there no other room available. Not sure why Anderson did not want to wait for a better room, perhaps he did not know how bad our room would be. It got so hot we were both dripping in sweat and neither of us could really perform; I paid agreed price as I did not want an argument with him. And so it goes. Decided not to try a program with anyone else as the room was so bad. Hung out with 2 pleasant punters from BR and left. Not sure if they were going to have a show to follow. After dinner in Ipanema I felt as if I was drugged. Felt like this in Spain once. Not sure if I was really drugged as I thought I was careful with drinks in both places (just a beer which seemed to be opened in from of me at N M M). Also, the strange feeling kicked in at least 1-2 hours after leaving. Tuesday am is cloudy. Hope 117 will be good tonight despite the rain expected to start soon. Had some nice chats on grindr today. Central gay area of Ipanema seems better than Leblon for gay hook ups. Leblon is very nice and upscale for Rio. Folks dress up to go out. That is all for now.....

Ha, this makes it sound like a health food drink, until you remember the other viruses/bacteria that may be included as a bonus package!

One of life’s greatest experiences is traveling with someone you love. You’ll never forget these days.

To be honest, I sometimes asked myself "Why I invested so much of my time and effort into this (not to mention money). Who's the paying customer here? Ain't I supposed to just lie down, enjoy the service and then pay?" The answer simply is ""cuz I'm happy when I'm doing it" Anyway, yesterday, I asked to pay J.'s off fees for 8 days in a row for travelling purposes (300B per day), and the bar gave me a discount. Instead of 2400, I ended up paying 1500. What a pleasant surprise Not sure if other bars have a similar policy, though.

EXCELLENT observation @reader This is SO true - this ho-so "double standard". I experienced this first hand when I dated a hi-so guy who was from a wealthy family in Bangkok - but he lived in Pattaya because he had an important job as an administrator in one of the more important hospitals here in Pattaya. He told me that he could not date me if I chose to live in Dongtan beach (meters just outside of the Jomtien Complex). I said, but why? He replied, do you realize what kind of people work in the complex? I said, yes - this is why I moved here. He replied, if you want to date me you need to move to North Pattaya, in the affluent Wongamat neighborhood. I replied, no way, depending on the awful traffic here I would need to spend 1 hour to get to Jomtien. He replied, everything you would want is in Wongamat. He said, I need to protect my family's hi-so status. We never saw each other again.

A week ago, a customer offed both J. and his friend from his bar in JC to continue partying in Boyztown. About 10 minutes after he arrived, J. sent me a message "I'm going back. I don't like it here". My first thought was: the customer forced J. to do something he didn't want? Should I be alarmed? I sent him a message, asking what happened but got no response. 30 minutes later, when he's finally back to JC, it turned out the customer only took the two boys out to watch that erotic show in X-boys, whose sexually explicit content was offensive to J.. It looks like one year working in JC hasn't acclimatized him to this kind of stuff yet. That little incident probably gives you some clues. J. is hopeless traditional when it comes to sex. And by "traditional", I mean "farmer housewife traditional". Sex should only be carried out properly in the bedroom at night, with all the curtains down and lights mostly out (I once tried it in the bathtub, he seemed to enjoy it but was reluctant to do it again). Something like rimming would be unthinkable. For some reasons, he also came up with a "no more than one f*cking per day" rule. Actually, he would not allow me to say "f*ck" out loud. "It's not appropriate in Laos culture. You should say "together in the room." So when we are "together in the room", much as I'm turned on by his body (perfect to my liking: symmetrical, well-developed chest with lean muscles, the kind of muscles you got through good genes and physical hard work, not pumping yourself up in the gym, very lean waist, cute buns and long lean legs), the sex was getting old pretty soon. So I thought, it's totally up to me to spice up our sex life. It's a good thing that J. never fakes orgasm. He only moans when he indeed feels good. So I used his moaning as guidance when exploring his body and finding his G. spots. As someone who only tops and whose basic moves used to limiting to "fast-forward" and then "stall", I ventured to try out more positions, carefully calculating the angle and tempo changes in each case to achieve the maximum results (i.e., the loudest moaning). I even learned how to do cum-control in order to last longer (those daily cardios in the gym helps too. Actually each day with J. is always like working out twice if you know what I mean😉 ). My efforts paid off. Since I'm someone who feeds off greatly on his partner's pleasure, the more J. enjoys the sex, the more turned on I am. In the past, if I sensed that the boy was in pain or just wanted to get it over with, I often lost interest quickly and couldn't even get hard again. That's why I always preferred a boy who was also into me. I ended up having some of the best sex in my life with J., although to an outsider, it may look like my partner was just lying there and moaning. To see that a little farmer housewife sometimes sounding like a cat in heat gives me a sense of achievement too. PS. Once, my male ego forced me to ask J. "Do I give you better sex than your ex-boyfriend did?" He looked the other way, blushing a little but was vague with his answer "I don't know." Is that a yes or he was sparing my feelings? A few days ago, J. got angry with me for something (probably) quite trivial. Being passive-aggressive, he didn't want to talk it out. So he undressed and got into bed. When I joined him, he allowed me to do whatever I want but played dead. Sensing his resistance, I told myself "Challenge accepted!" So I really took my time, trying to be as gentle as I can, and started by paying visits to those G. spots with my tongue. As people say, the body doesn't lie. J. used his right hand to push down the little J. who was claiming loudly it should have its own life (and fun) too. He even gritted his teeth, determining not to let out a single sound. But he could hardly control it as the sound leak became more and more noticeable. Eventually, when I started upping my tempo, it's like he finally gave up and the moaning business was back to usual. So I thought "Mission accomplished!" I was wrong. After we finished, J. got up immediately (no usual post-coitus cuddling), got dressed and went home. He didn't even stop to collect his fee, which I laid out on the table next to the door. He was THAT angry. Although I wasn't sure why he got angry, being a good boyfriend, I sent my apologies for whatever I did wrong through message (of course I didn't say "whatever" in there). I was forgiven the next day though. PS. Speaking of fake orgasm, there is this Laos boy whom I offed just once about 2 years ago. We had barely even begun it when he started moaning loudly and saying all those "come on baby" "oh yeah" "f*ck" "feel so good" whatever. He couldn't hold his conversation in simple English (we used google translation most of the time) but obviously he has a very good command when it comes to those phrases. It was so distracting I had to tell him to tone it down but he begged to differ "That's my way. I was always like that with my ex boyfriend back in Laos." A few minutes into it, my already hard cock got soft and could not recover, so I just let him go with the promised fee. I nicknamed him "the porn star" and the sobriquet sticks. Everyone in the bar knows about his tricks and calls him "porn star" as well. Now come to think of it, he would make a perfect cast for @Olddaddy if his self-made porn idea ever materializes. I run into the Porn Star, who is now freelancing, once in a while and got his feedback on how his acts would work on other customers. It turned out it works for some and for those who hate it, he has learned to cool it. He promised if I off him again, he will now lie completely still in my bed, without making a sound. Do I look like I'm into necrophilia to you?

Have you guys seen photos of the suspect in the killing of the UHC insurance company CEO. Luigi Mangione? Jesus Fukin' Christ! What a 10!

about month ago, not with Elon Musk though

TRUMP IS MENTALLY DISABLED SO HE IS A DEI HIRE FROM THE MAGA MORONS.

And now Syria is in hands of radical Islamists. Good luck with them!

no, case of people with closed windows not knowing what fresh air is

When the opponent has no facts to counter, he begins to talk about the personality of the participants in the discussion.

too much trust in modern technology

I doubt victims of CIA actions or secret Laos bombings would agree

There were plenty of people who defended the perpetrator before he was identified. But yes, you are right, the LPSG string is full of men who are absolutely mesmerized by his gorgeous good looks. My favorite was the man who wanted to sentence him to "Death by Snu-Snu," with the sentence carried out by himself.

Well, Cafe des Artistes is definitely not on the beach. La Palapa does have a section of tables in the sand on the beach, so I suggested that one as the alternative to CdA. The youngest was well in his 30s, so I didn't consider either of them "boys." CdA has an "outdoor" garden area, but their dress code still applies. There are other nice restaurants with dress codes such as the Casa Kimberly restaurant, and maybe Tintoque. We might be seeing these two for Independence Day, to visit Saugatuck for our first time. Maybe in Saugatuck during the summer no places have a dress code, but I'll have plenty of button-down short-sleeved shirts and polo shirts nevertheless. We did consider the buying a shirt tactic. We might try Pho PV on our next trip to PV. We'll probably skip PV next year, though, since in December (our usual month to travel there), we're taking our first cruise to Antarctica. 😃

Don't statistics show that Russia is the country inhabited by the most war criminals? Bashir will feel right at home.

some people have all luck in life

https://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/relationships/donald-trump-jrs-phantom-engagement-leaves-americans-baffled/news-story/55548031f75a38b4f9d6018222758527 So now we know the story behind her appointment. Trump has basically exiled her to Greece so that Don Jr can carry on with his new 'love interest.' A perfectly understandable method of choosing an ambassador, don't you think? (The Greeks may take a different view!)

PV is a beach resort town so I expect anything goes. Many restaurants have an open air section spilling out onto the street. While I do agree tank tops should be worn in the daytime only, I doubt there would be many eyebrows raised to see them on boys at night as well. I feel about the same when I see people wearing shorts in a nice restaurant.....or the dreaded flip flop.

you may be right but his killer seem to be santicfied because of good look , not good deed

Fox News paid Kimberly Guilfoyle’s former assistant $4 million after sexual harassment accusations, New Yorker reports

"I wrote that out of love," she said. "And about two hours later, I retracted it with an apology email, but nobody's seen that." https://www.cbsnews.com/news/pete-hegseths-mother-email-defense-secretary-donald-trump/ TRUMP2024 MAGA

10m a year is a very large amount, but dwarfed by many CEOs in the USA, sports stars, etc. Elon Musk? It's the system. Its also unfair to describe a businessman, working for a large public company as making money in a nefarious manner. People may correctly, disapprove of the methodology of Medical Insurance companies, but that it is a different point. If the USA had a National Health Service, which the Republicans consider anathema, these problems would not arise.

Yes u can find them especially if they are from myanmar, but sometimes the guy with the tattoo is just too cute or handsome, so I just ignore the tattoos if it doesn't cover the majority of his body...horniness wins 🤭

yes, dear, China is only 85th in world https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_and_dependencies_by_population_density

Every day in Thailand I had to get massage with hard pressure preferably by a big person Otherwise a niggling type pain in my lower back Just recently in Thailand,I remember having a pain in my lower to mid back and the only massage was a skinny Thai girl who done a good job but no pressure,so when I walked out my back was in pain it needed Pressure 😔 to CRACK it She agreed to walk on it ,BUT her weight didn't CRACK my back ! So I ended up walking past a 🛵 motorbike taxi stand in Jomtien to see a big fat taxi driver,I ended up giving him 50 baht to walk on my back As soon as I laid down ( on the concrete) he stood on my back and walked 🚶‍♂️ ,crack crack crack , instant relief !!!! Four or 5 cracks !!! I'm not sure what is exactly wrong with my back but I have to get my boyfriend to WALK 🚶‍♂️on my back to CRACK it Everyday ! Everyday otherwise there's a dull pain Sometimes it's just one massive crack other times if he walks on it ,it's several cracks Crack crack crack crack ! Otherwise just one huge crack either in the middle or lowe CRACK !!! CRACK !!!

You know if you asked Kremlin to be deleted it would occur in a flash. Probably without asking, too.

From Patttaya News Findings on Young Thai Singers Death The Udon Thani Provincial Public Health Office has officially released the autopsy results concerning the untimely death of 20-year-old Thai pop singer Chayada Prao-hom, known affectionately in Thailand as Ping Chayada. Chayada passed away early on December 8th, 2024, after a series of complications following massage treatments in Udon Thani. According to Dr. Somchaichote Piyawatwela, the provincial health chief, the autopsy confirmed that Chayada died from septicemia, commonly known as blood poisoning. The examination was prompted by the need to understand the exact cause of her rapid health decline, which was originally allegedly linked to intense massage sessions she sought for shoulder and neck pain. Chayada visited a local massage parlor three times starting in early October, as we reported here. The first session allegedly included neck-twisting techniques, after which she experienced severe neck pain. Subsequent sessions led to progressive symptoms, including arm numbness, overall body stiffness, and ultimately, paralysis. She was diagnosed with transverse myelitis, a condition characterized by inflammation of the spinal cord, which was not initially connected to her neck pain. Chayada’s condition worsened significantly; she experienced a seizure on November 18, necessitating emergency hospital care. She was admitted to the ICU at Udon Thani Hospital on November 22, where she later succumbed to the blood infection. The autopsy findings revealed no cervical bone fractures or dislocations, thereby ruling out direct physical trauma from the massages as the cause of death. Instead, the blood poisoning, potentially worsened by her bedridden state and the complications from transverse myelitis, was identified as the primary cause. Dr. Somchaichote noted that while the massages might not have directly caused her death, the sequence of events following the treatments could have contributed to her health’s rapid decline. He stressed the importance of an autopsy in such cases to provide clarity and closure to the family and to understand any preventive measures that could be taken in similar situations. Additionally, the massage parlor where Chayada received her treatments was reported to employ licensed therapists, but questions remain about whether the techniques used adhered strictly to traditional Thai massage standards. Meanwhile, representatives from the Thai massage industry have stressed that the industry is safe and responded to concerns officially. Chayada’s family, after discussions, decided against requesting a further autopsy, focusing instead on mourning and preparations for Chayada’s cremation.

China, not densely populated? Just when I thought you couldn't make a more ridiculous statement. Are you trying to kill me by having me laugh myself to death over your posts (don't answer that)? Well, I guess they do have the large and uninhabitable Gobi Desert, but you've either never done any serious traveling in China, or pulling some pretty incredible BS out of one of your orifices. And to compare it to the UK and Israel, which are tiny and densely-inhabited countries? Why not compare the population density with Monaco?

We are Northern country, too cold for Chinese. Also density of population in China is still quite low - 3 times lower than in Israel and 2 times lower than in UK, so they have no internal pressure...

Kudos to @spoon. i think the coconut oil was only virgin in room.🙂

I can report back that hi-so men are insanely jealous of Isaan men for obvious reason.

OK, it's been deleted.....now go to bed.

true but not in 100 % of cases . Travel is testing experience and some ( 2, both M/F ) couples I know did not pass. In know certain , then 5 y.o , who after family vacation taking most of Europe summarized experience " I wish we have different daddy"

I went there with a friend who thought it was a new sauna with boys ... I was sure it was not a sauna with boys but went to see the place. As we went early, there were just a few guys. I was not really impressed by the place which was not very clean with lots of stairs. I think the owner is the same as the owner of Botafogo sauna which is basically for "maduros" where there are some hot parties on Tuesdays.

@Moses I want to say that I appreciate ALL the help that you have done over the many years that I have known you (almost 12 years), including (apologies if I forget anything in the below list😞 you helped my friend Woody, a Shan State refugee get on his feet (he always feared to be deported) by trusting my recommendation to give him a chance to be a tour guide for Siam Roads. I am so PROUD of Woody, as he now has legal papers to reside in Thailand, he eventually bought the massage shop where I met him, Classic House Massage Shop - in Chiang Mai, he built a home for his mom back in Shan state in troubled Myanmar, he bought a new car which he uses for his tours, he created a wonderful tour business --> which I used his tour services a couple of times with his partner, Non. Moses - your trust in me (and also Woody) - allowed Woody to find the right path to success and I will always be grateful to you. Thank you Moses. Moses - you gave a chance to many of the other guys on Siam Roads that we happily employ to bring us wonderful tours. Back when Michael (SurferCrest) was the owner of the Sawatdee chat forum group - you were ALWAYS there to help and support the success of that forum - which I believe that you eventually took over from Michael. You were ALWAYS available for free to help with the network and IT issues for Gaybutton's forum. You have helped with technical issues over the years for ALL 3 Thailand forums - Sawatdee, Gaybutton, and this one, GayGuides - this is truly appreciated Moses. It just PISSES me off that so many of our forum members just constantly dump shit on you when you have a kind heart and thanks to you we all have a forum that we can use to find wonderful sexual encounters and have great vacations. I just needed to get this off of my chest. Enough is ENOUGH!!!!!! I know that many people do not agree with the political side of things - but do we really need to stay so political in these forums???? This forum, gayguides.com has become so political --> especially after the fall of the former "Company of Men" forum when many of those forum members migrated over to this forum = gayguides.com Can't we all agree to get back to why this forum was created in the first place? To have fun, to plan our vacations, to share our adventures with each other, to create lasting friendships? Or is it more important for us to tear each other apart ?? If so, what will be left of this forum????

I'm in a mood of reminiscence today, so in the spirit of the Bangkokbois and his Dancing with Devil series, I'll relate here some of my own falling in love with a bar boy. I met my special boy, J., in Jomtien a year ago. When we first met, I thought he's the best looking boy in the bar at that time (and that's saying something because that bar is full of boys my type). He told me he only started work 4 days ago, already received quite a few offers for off, but he said no to all of them. "If I don't like and feel comfortable with a customer, I won't go with him to the hotel." "Would you go with me?" I asked after more than an hour sitting with J., talking about his life back in Laos, his family and also his previous love life. "Yes." There's no hesitance in his answer. "For how much?" "2000" "Why so much? Other boys only ask for 1500, and many would go for 1000." (to be honest, if he asked for 3000, I would still agree because he's exactly my type - body, face and personality even (and a killer smile to top it off), but I feel it's my obligation to bargain so as not to upset the market and some fellow customers "I know, but I want 2000." "Is 1500 ok?" "No, 2000." J. was firm. "Why?" "Because I never go with anyone before and this is my first time." (not sure about the logic of that argument, but I gave up haggling quickly, feeling thankful he didn't ask for 3000). So I paid the bar fine (300), my own drink and the boy drink (150), and off we went to Boyztown, where my hotel is. On the baht bus, I asked him a question I usually ask boys "What type of guys do you like to be your boyfriend?" "Someone like you." was his answer, again with no hesitance. At that time, I just laughed it off (well, bar boy standard line) and told him exactly what I thought "You would say that to all customers." "No, I do not." He seemed upset. After almost a year together, I finally believe he meant what he said that day. The next day, I'm back to the bar in order to off him again. I was early but he's already with a customer, someone from Australia. So I sat with another boy, whom I chose randomly, at a table opposite, so that I could watch what's going at the other table (I know I should not do that but I can't help myself). The customer seemed smitten with J.. He hugged the boy all the time, ordered food from outside, even bought him a bouquet when a door-to-door flower seller stopped by. At my table, ironically, things went the other way around. The boy sitting with me (who happened to be D. also a new boy, who started work as the same time as J.. He is the one who was asked to give a customer 40-min blowjob I talked about in the other thread), seemed very passionate and clingy. He hugged me tight, his hands all over my body, even found their way inside my underwear. He placed my hand on his shorts to show me he's already getting hard. Kept asking me if I want to off him. Unfortunately, my attention was all on the other table. To be fair, the cheerful Australian who sat with J. seems a very nice guy, except that he... sat with J. And then, he paid the off fee. "So much for I only go with someone I like and feel comfortable huh" I thought. Why I felt so upset about a money boy I just met? He's a money boy and that's what he does. I kept reasoning with myself all the way to M-bar, another bar where lots of boys know me. I need a distraction. And you know what, there's that customer again with J. sitting in a dark corner. Obviously, they just moved bar. I don't want to stay there, so I left again. Enough for today, I decided to go back. When I reached my hotel in Boyztown, I got J.'s message. It turned out he only agreed to go drinking in another bar (the customer did ask him for a hotel visit at the end of the night but he turned that down and still received a generous tip of 1500B just for being a companion) and he was free already. J. also seemed upset because he actually checked with D. to see if I eventually offed D. and D. somehow got the idea that I would come back to off him after I'm done with bar hopping. I don't recall saying anything to that effect, but after all, I don't remember whatever I said to D. back in the bar. The third day, I learned my lesson and told J. in advance I will come to take him off. On the bus, I received his message "Where are you? There's a customer who wants to sit with me, so I have to check with you. You want me to wait for you or is it okay I sit with him first?" Of course, I want J. to wait for me, but I also want him to make more money with drinks so told him it's ok to sit with the customer, I could wait until he's free. What a wait it was. The customer, an Asian one and quite young this time, sat with J. for nearly 3 hours through a bunch of drinks, probably trying to get him to agree to a hotel visit. After nearly 2 hours, I got impatient and messaged J, saying if the customer wants to off him, he can go but let me know so that I don't waste my time waiting. "NOOO, I want to go with you" came back the instant answer. Then, I decided to watch the show in M2M bar to kill time. About 45 minutes into the show, I got J.'s message "Come, quick, before I have another customer". It feels like a who-gets-to-the-bar-boy-first competition. I quickly paid the bill, left the show midway, and walked briskly back to the bar. J. literally ran from inside to meet me at the entrance with his stuff. That trip, the only boy I offed is J. and the rest is history. PS. Last night, on our way back to my hotel situated right in JC, J. ran into a customer, who sat with him a few times in the bar. "Where are you going?" The customer asked on passing by. "To hotel" J. flashed his irresistible smile, pointing at me. The customer stopped mid-stride, turned and did a double take. J., to a hotel, with a customer?

It seems that a trip report of southern Europe is surely misclassified in a Brazil forum. And certainly those looking for specific details on Brazil will find it useless (although with the migration away from the saunas and onto garotocomlocal, I find I have ever more idiosyncratic experiences, with a much greater YMMV factor than years ago) But, since the Europe trip was really a specific substitute for a Brazilian trip (and I was determined to overcome my usual attitude in Europe “I’m not paying 200 euros for that when I can wait a month and get something better”), I think it is useful to address larger questions of opportunity cost: Is Brazil worth it? At least during this 17 day trip (the usual length of my Brazilian trips) I would have to say, yes it is. The European “substitute” was in fact the idea of my indulgent saint of a husband. We were due to spend 6 weeks in Europe together (not a sex trip) but he unexpectedly had to go home for a couple of weeks in the middle. I began looking into Brazil flights (much more expensive than last year) and he asked me if I could just try duplicating the experience in Europe, he has trouble sleeping when I’m in Brazil and he promised not to complain about the cost. So, I was game. It’s really beyond debate that Europe is more beautiful and markedly safer than Brazil (I would have once added the food but a side effect of my frequent trip is I have found some—admittedly few and far between—world class food in Brazil). So if the experience with the GPs (who flood into Europe, which has no visa requirement for them) could be duplicated even close, there would be no need to go to Brazil. (Indeed I had assumed it would be the same, basically Brazilian, guys I would be meeting in Europe, just with a higher price and hopefully a bit higher quality, but that assumption was wrong) I began in Milan (largely because there are these amazing italian grapes in season Sept-Nov , and I wanted to bring a suitcase of them to my Iberian destinations.) Total bust. Of my destinations, Milan had the highest proportion of its own countrymen online (I used rentmen and hunqz) and years ago I had formed the impression from Grindr that Italians were unusually dithery, whereas Spanish were much more likely to come right over. In all cities far less than half of advertisers returned my initial message “Hi, my name is ___, I am here in ___, I have seen your ad and I am interested. Please let me know your rate, as well as your availability today/tomorrow. Thanks!” (In the local language). This was true whether I used my US WhatsApp or my Brazilian one. There was also great attrition after the two questions wherein I describe what I’m looking for (although none of this is too dissimilar from Brazil) What was striking in Milan was that even of the maybe 10% of initial contacts that had made it that far, few were able/willing to come over right away. Despite 5 days in Milan, I did not meet a single paid guy, and resorted to Grindr from where I met a couple of uglies. Next was Barcelona, which I had high hopes for: it’s known as a sex capital, it actually has a Brazilian-style sauna with boys, and Spain has much easier availability of PrEP compared to stingy Italy, where at least until recently (and probably still, I just don’t have any recent information) PrEP had to be dispensed at a hospital. I had only 3 days there, tues-thurs and as i approached the sauna late Tuesday afternoon, I noticed on that feature on google maps that it was “much less crowded than usual” Hmm, I don’t know how accurate these assessments are, but knowing google, they probably are. I had some calls to make so I made them outside and indeed, extremely few people came or went (maybe 4 total). Instead I went to workout at the gym across the street (day pass only 6 euros! Little did I know that would be one of the high points of the trip.) Just while we are on topic, I returned there Thursday afternoon, went inside (google still saying it was less crowded than usual, but google’s Thursday’s usual was higher than Tuesday’s) it was ok, kind of like Lagoa on a now-typical lousy night. I only like tall guys and there was a gaggle of short guys with unremarkable bodies and faces. There was a tall hairy guy, who I would at least have liked to screen, but shortly after his arrival, he disappeared into a 3way never to be seen again. Otherwise forgettable. Personable Brit with huge dick but mechanical delivery (straight). A few others I don’t even recall. Next, Madrid. In planning I had excluded Madrid because I always found it not as beautiful (kind of pleasantly genericly European). I added it when it seemed there were a markedly high number of hot guys on rentmen and Hunq, more so than the other cities. Well, The good news was in Madrid I found my italian grapes in exceptionally high quality. Also I met the only interesting guy of the trip, the only one whom I still keep in touch with. His rentmen profile pictures were all smiles (I love that, rather than looking serious, or worse, some guys who are giving the middle finger). It also, a bit incongruously with the rather cute, almost innocent pictures, listed “anything goes” under the condoms heading. There’s about a 40-50-10 split between always, ask me (in other words bbk ok) and anything goes. In conversation he seemed friendly I mentioned I was on PreP and he said he wasn’t, but as long as I was it was ok (thus setting up my first flush of paternal concern for him) He came over, fervent kisser but dick just didn’t get very hard. I found him very attractive though, and so earnest and sweet, (his WhatsApp is full of pictures of his baby niece…)we talked more on WhatsApp and arranged to meet again with Viagra. Beautiful thick dick, great kisser, so much potential, but still not hard (reminiscent of a guy in SP I’ve written about before.) I just know what to do with guys in this situation. We ended up kind of cuddling and he told me about his broken heart from a guy who dumped him while I googled getting PrEP in Madrid for him (not nearly as straightforward in Madrid as Barcelona it seems). Met a couple of other guys there, I can’t even remember. I guess not surprisingly, very few Brazilians. (More in Barcelona, even Milan). Finally, Lisbon—I saved what I thought would be the mother lode of Brazilians at modest prices that the Portuguese (only 2/3 of the EU average income) could afford. The prices were pretty modest, most at 120 or 150, whereas the other cities had many at 200 euro. The first guy I found so sexy in the pictures, very hairy, super masculine face and tall. 20cm so not huge. He was a nice guy, pictures probably pre-pandemic, but he really gave a good fuck but alas, I would say it was 19cm normal thick, and well…I’ve been around the block a few times and there’s only so far that can go😂 I also met a utterly dull guy with no moves at all, but could keep his huge and thick dick remarkably hard throughout all the low friction (and sit on it) positions that I like (that really separate the men from the boys as far as ability to stay hard. He was sort of a human dildo really. It was pretty darn good, really because it just stayed so hard regardless (he disclaimed Viagra). But in the end, you really need a combination of the former guy with the latter. But yeah, in sum, maybe my sample size was too small, but it won’t work as a substitute for Brazil. One thing is that I really prefer Latin-style lovemaking, and whereas I expect the opposite in Germany, I did not in Italy, Spain and Portugal. Yet a remarkable number of profiles had this “Recycling point” cartoon and all kinds of descriptions of fetish, domination, etc. (I wrote before of a GP who had gone to work in Paris and when he came back it was quite a different experience, although the second time after, at my urging, he was able to return to his former style.) otherwise, yeah I’m not really sure what the problem was (maybe the best are in London where the rates are even higher?) but I’ll soon be back in Brazil.