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I didn’t have problem at Hilton nor Marriott.

Oh. That’s what it is. I thought it was gay men with breast cancer…

I’m from a place where everyone tries to deal with his own situation and save the kind of public resource to the people absolutely in need. Even with the best intention, this shows how dysfunctional this country is.

Maybe those middle aged guys all have breast cancer. Lol

In Brazil, lots of people have priority in waiting and access by law. During my multiple trips there, I have witnessed how ridiculously this has been reenforced. I would count at least 25 percent of any people in line use this priority without any noticeable traits of the stipulated profiles. Here are photos of boarding in Joao Pessoa airport (the line on the right, which is the longest):

Im finishing up my three-week trip in northeast of Brazil: Fortaleza, Natal, Recife and Joao Pessoa. I’ll maybe do a full report later when I have time. But now sitting at the airport waiting for my flight to Rio, I’ll just report a bit the hilarious dorama situation here. Dorama basically means tv soap opera from Japan, and K-drama (or dorama coreano) from Korea. It seems it has been quite a hit here, especially amount younger crowds (I’d estimate up to late 20s). Now when I look back at my previous trips in other parts of Latin America, it might has been a more general situation. I got quite some attention walking on the street, Mexico, Colombia, Peru, etc, especially from young girls. They would giggle among themselves pointing at me and occasionally brave ones would ask me for a selfie together. I never put too much thought into it, until this trip. Things got a lot weirder. I am neither Japanese nor Korean. But I do have a typical extreme-orient look, pale skin, slender built, and longer hair (mostly because I’m doing long trips and need to style it with products). I’m over 40 yo yet with a boyish face. Most of Dorama’s actors are of my age anyway, playing roles much younger. Lol. Since Fortaleza, I started getting messages such as ‘oh my gosh. You look so dorama!’ I actually had to google dorama to know what it is. I have zero interest in it and consider it a bit waste of time. But the more photos I check, the better I understand their confusion. At first I would reply something like ‘I’m not Japanese nor Korean’. After I while I just gave up and replied simply ‘thank you’. I was extremely popular among young guys here (probably even more among young girls if I were in a different app). I don’t know if I should feel flattered or annoyed. I kept on feeling that I were cheating and would disappoint if I met with those fans. Then I found out, lots of the guys I met, who didn’t cream ‘dorama’, actually met me for the very reason anyway. The most ridiculous situation was the last boy I met in Joao Pessoa. He was staring at my face the whole time, while we were talking, while we were taking shower, and above all while we were fucking. He sucked me staring at me. He fucked me staring at me. And above all, he only wanted to be fucked on his back so he could stare at me. I started to understand the ‘no bbc fantasy’ attitude of some Afro-Americans. Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining. I actually am very grateful that my Japanese and Korean brothers created this illusion of oriental beauty.

Thank you so much for all your detailed and flavorful posts. A lot of contradictory information but I guess that’s related to each one’s perception of danger and risk. So can we assume the following: 1. The local police doesn’t really punish tourists 2. Lots of locals are gay for pay but there are also genuine gay sex lovers 3. Although it’s prohibited by law, some international 5-star hotels don’t check on guests 4. Most Egyptian guys are average hung with certain outliners going over 10 inches. lol. And the bigger they are the longer they last ?

And do you guys think it’s worth make a detour to Sao Luis for its Bumba Meu Boi festival?

Thank you so much for the report. I’m heading to the north in Juin. I’m still hesitating if I should venture to Sao Luis and further into Lencois. How would you rate the cock size in these northern cities? Fortaleza, Sao Luis, Natal, Recife? Are there more Afros?

Most of the time just for store programs. Sometimes there are discounts and offers.

Oh I forgot to mention the great lounge of Latam in SCL. They again traded my B789 with open suite to an old B788 but at least I really enjoyed the lounge. Really good in Asian standard!

I just spent 5 days in Santiago de Chile. Zero Sauna or GP activity, so please move on if that’s the only thing you are looking for here. I normally wouldn’t bore our fellow members of ‘standard’ city trip report, but as Santiago is so out of radar, I decided to give a brief report. First of all, I have to say that I was truly impressed by this country. It’s my first trip and I didn’t expect it’s to be so functional. It’s a latin American country where most things work, and often in a quite logical and efficient manor! The second thing which kinda shocked me is how adverse the nature here is. I’ve always seen south America as a blessed land with benign climate. Chile is more desert and very seismical. It’s even more impressive that they built the tallest building in Latin America, the majestic Costanera tower, which looks curiously like a twin of WTC tower III North in Beijing. The airport arrival and the trip to the city centre was extremely fluid. It took me less than one hour from the airplane door to the hotel room door. I stayed at the Intercontinental for the first 4 nights and it took the Uber only 20 minutes to complete the 24 km journey. The driver told me that some Chinese company built this new high way with mostly tunnels and it has shortened the trip time by half. The Intercontinental is very solid, a bit outdated but the service is just top. The lounge is one of the best ones I’ve been to, counting Asia. Later I found out that there is even a Mandarin Oriental! For the last night, I moved to Olá Santiago Tapestry by Hilton. I really wanted to try this new brand of HH. It’s simply to the Moxy of Marriott, minimalist and trendy, targeting young customers. They generously gave me a 5 pm late check out as my flight to NYC is after 11 pm. The city is obviously affluent, and very easy to navigate. It has a very efficient public transport system, combining metro, bus (they call it micro here), bikes and scooters. A trip costs less than a dollar and it can last up to 2 hours with up to 2 changes. Uber and Didi are cheap, with a trip from Las Condes to the historical centre costing less than 5 dollars. The mobility is essential to the living standard in a big city and Santiago did it right. There are many malls with international and local brands, without the absurd surcharge as in Brazil. Hermes is 50% more expensive than in Europe so at the same price level as in the US. Young people buy mostly in Shein, Temu and Mi, all Chinese. Currently 1000 Chilean peso make up for 1 euro so it’s easy to calculate the prices. Scotiabank offers fee-free withdrawal to my travel credit card of Revolut. It was extremely easy to get a local sim. I got one from WOM for 1 euro in Costanera with 1G data and 50 minutes of calling time, then charged in their app 3G more data and unlimited social media for another euro. I did some investigation on real estate prices. In a good area, las Condes, Providentia, etc, a nice condo goes for 3k euros per square meter. Renting a simple room in the centre could cost as low as 150 euros. Considering the slower end salary being around 1k euros, it’s actually easy to have a decent living. That said, I did notice some off-chart expensive things sold in the centre, such as a scone of fries for 10 euros in a random Venezuelan diner. China is by far the biggest trading partner of Chile, reaching a bit shy of 40% of their export, 3 folds of to the US, followed by Japan and Korea. I spent the weekend with a young investment advisor of private banking in one of the major banks here. He told me that in general Chileans feel very lucky of having choosing Asia instead of America as their main partner. They are afraid that north America wouldn’t have taken them seriously and the rest of South American neighbors are just too broken. At the same time, they are deeply worried about the economic slowdown in China, hoping it would be a softer landing. The city itself doesn’t have many world famous touristic sites. Actually most people I met were surprised that I came for tourism, staying so long and only in Santiago. Some noticeable ones include: serro San Cristobal, serro Santa Lucia, the historical centre, and numerous museums and cultural centres. It’s a bit frustrating that most sites close early at 5 or 6 pm, but the day time lasts until 9ish. They stick to the same time zone as San Paulo even they are much more to the west. There are interestingly lots of flee markets, mostly in the Lastarria area. It seemed to me that the vendors are just normal people trying to make some extra income or simply get rid of their unneeded stuff, clothes mostly. The only less satisfying part of my trip was sex with the locals. For some reason, at least the guys I talked to and I met, most of them have quite small cocks. When I say small, it’s like under 13 cm. Physically speaking, the Chileans look pretty European, with a indigenous touch, which is actually a good combination. But all the cute faces just couldn’t make me overlook their shortcomings. There are also a alarming percentage of bottoms, more than 70% I talked to. Funnily, half of the claim-to-be tops flipped to bottom after they saw my cock, and I have merely an above average Asian cock. I’ve never been to a similar situation in Latin America. They also don’t have the same gym culture as in Brazil, so lots of overweight. I met on average three guys per day and the good ones were mostly foreign immigrants, two from Venezuela, one colombiano and one Cuban. Guys are in general eager to please, especially to who they consider ‘hung’. So all well (normally endowed) fellow top members, please line in front. I didn’t hire any GP nor went to a sauna due to the above mentioned reason. I was already disappointed enough by what I was on Grindr and during my free encounters. There are guys on Grindr offering their talent but from what I saw, the talent was quite limited, too. I did take the offer of the certain ‘21 cm’ boy for a professional massage. He quoted for 20k for 45 minutes. It was the first night shortly after I arrived. I didn’t have any pesos with me. I countered offered 20 usd as it was all what I had and he accepted instantly. It was a more pointless poking and rubbing but I believe he tried his best. After the massage, instead of taking the money and leaving, he proposed sex for free. Who am I to reject a ‘21 cm’? Even there were 3 or 4 cm missing. The next day, I got a message from him saying that my 20 usd bill was a bit torn so he couldn’t do the exchange. Between time I have withdrawn the pesos so I exchange my 20 usd bill back. He kept talking to me on the following day, without mentioning of massage nor money. On the 4th day, he asked if it was possible for me to help him to unlock his blocked Grindr account using my phone number. I gave him the local sim number. He insisted using my main phone number and I saw that the verification code was from google. I obviously refused to give him the code. He then threatened to come to my hotel and make a scene. I told him that he could come as he wish and I might call the police if I sense something fishy. Before checking out, I did inform the hotel the incident and they said they’d handle it if he indeed come over. I’m pretty sure he was just bluffing. How stupid these people think we are?

If you don’t know why you need a cpf, then probably you don’t need one. But for regular visitors, I do think it’s necessary. Simple things like using city bikes or ordering food on iFood (Uber eat stopped delivering food, but only groceries), you need a cpf. At least now you know how to get one online in case.

Suit up for EU261/2004

I’ll be flying the AF416 in Juin and they will be using the new A350-900. Still no doors but definitely an upgrade from the A332 that they are using now. Can’t wait.

One of the small accomplishments that I had this time in Brazil was getting my CPF. I was prepared to go to one of the CAC offices, but then I discovered that I could do it completely online. The process was pretty straightforward. But you do need to speak some Portuguese. Basically, all you need to do is to fill out a form online, obtain the ‘protocolo’, then email it together with a photo of your passport, a selfie holding your passport, and declaration of address. here are the links explaining the process: https://www.gov.br/receitafederal/pt-br/assuntos/meu-cpf https://www.gov.br/receitafederal/pt-br/assuntos/meu-cpf/envio-de-documentos-por-e-mail The only tricky thing, is that you have to get to the right person attending the emails. I first tried the email of Bahia. The answer was, it was not possible, because I do not live in Brazil, and I should apply it in the embassy of Brazil in my country of residence, which was obviously contradictory to what’s written on their government portal. I then tried the email of Rio Grande do Sul. I got a reply in two hours, and my CPF in one day. When I talked about this with my friends in Salvador, they all complained about the government officials in their province, saying that most of them got the job through nepotism.

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I were there on Saturday 6th Jan around 7 pm. It was a quiet night anyway, quiet on the clients end. A dozen gps were present, most of which light skin colored. I had a Grindr boy right before so I was not in the crave or hiring. I went there anyway because I read in the forum that one can find really good looking European / German / Italian boys there. I had to say that I was disappointed. Coming from Europe, those were just every day boys. Boys were must more reserved in POA, as mentioned by other bloggers. If one boy is make moves on me, others would retreat and wait. Few came to me in the sitting area, most waited until I went to the sauna and came in one after another to introduce themselves and make a sell. The opening price was 150-200 but negociable to 100-150. Cock size was definitely down a grade or two from Salvador. The most hung was an Afro, about 20 cm, who seemed to be a veteran in gp saunas. He worked in Sampa and Rio, too. He claimed to be an accomplished footballer and played games in Europe. He also admitted that didn’t work out for him. I got his number and arranged a session with him the next day. But due to the classic lack of punctuality, we didn’t make it. So Brazilian… Another Italian looking guy was quiet and timid, but good looking. He gave me his number, too, on a little piece of paper, like the Afro. Seems it’s the standard practice there. But he doesn’t use WhatsApp. He did mention that I should call him, because he’s married. One hunk came in really late and remained in street clothes. I don’t know what his deal was. Boys don’t need to pay entrance there so maybe he was just dropping by the say hi to friends. The barman tried to make a sell on me, too. The show was good, and funny. The older trans had incredible energy. Again I attracted unwanted attention. She (if this pronoun is right) dedicated a song to me, a hysterical cover of ‘I'm telling you i'm not going’. But why?! I did thank her for the special treat. IMG_5103.MOV

I visited Clube Rio’s on Thursday 28th Dec. 2023. It was running a pre-réveillon event. The entrance was slightly higher, 70 réais for 1 and 130 for a couple, but it included free flow selected cocktails and snacks. I arrived at around 5 pm. It was packed! I queued to pay the entrance, I change, I queued to get drinks, etc. It had 3 or 4 free cocktails at any given time, and some pães de queijo. Later at night they also offered bubbly. The place was very well run. You could see the management was doing the job right. It has showers, sauna, hammam on ground floor. A bar with big dance / sitting area, a very dark room and a cinema-like screen room on the first floor. On the second / top floor there are 7 or 8 cabines, with a tv room and a patio to chill. The ambiance was friendly, too friendly for sex actually. Most clients were there with partners or friends, so you stick out like a sore thumb being alone, and an Asian like me was of course even worse. Many friendly guys on the first floor tried to make small talks, but as I mentioned, I hate small talks. So I smiled and ‘obrigadod’. I counted over 100 guys there, most of which in the 30 to 50s. I felt maybe 10% of them were fuckable and I was really attracted to 3 of them. The first one was an Afro, with a sculpture body, quietly standing in the corridor on the second floor. It was easy to connect to him. I waked by him and he followed. I waked to a cabin and he followed. The sex was great. His cock is about 19 cm but extremely hard. He fucked me in all possible positions that a sauna cabin could accommodate and made me cum twice. When I praised his incredible body, he laughed as if saying ‘I hear this a lot’. He showed me a hidden room after the patio behind the toilet. There was a lounge bed and a small screen. A creepy looking guy was jerking off there so we ran out. Then I had my downtime. When I was ready again around 7:30 pm, I realized something horrible: most of the guys there were in their downtime, too. I guessed every good looking one had cum after I did. I tried with several but they couldn’t get hard enough. I don’t fuck half hard cocks. It’s too frustrating. So I missed the second really attractive guy. The third one was a Viking looking giant. But he was never on the top floor. He was mostly jerking off in the screen room and wandering in the dark room. I never managed to get his attention in the screen room and the dark room was really too dark. Based on the guys he jerked off with, I’m not at all his type anyway. I was thinking about leaving, and decided to do a last tour. Then another Afro grabbed me on the stairs. It was very rare to have someone so direct and agressive. He was not much a looker but he had an ion-hard cock, and he really wanted me. I let him fuck me. He was very passionate and cum quickly. Again, thanks to BTS, we Asians have an ever-expanding fan base now. lol. At that point, I was done. But I did notice that more and more guys were going to the second floor. I guess guys were ready for the second round. I was a bit pre-phased that night. All in all, it was a fun night. Clube Rio’s definitely was worth the visit. You don’t need to be a super model to have fun there. Guys are normal looking and no one discriminates. In the YouTube video I re-posted some time ago here, the Brazilian vloger said it’s the sauna with younger and better looking clients. I suppose there’s no point trying the others. But of course, if your goal is to up-sleep some muscle gods or eye candies, you’d better open your pocket in one of the GP saunas.

I only visited once Sauna Fox during my 8-day visit in Salvador. I went there on Tuesday Jan. 2, the first opening day of 2024. In spite of being the free cabin day, it was extremely empty. I counted in totally 5 boys and around the same number of clients. It’s located in Pituba, far from any touristic areas. It’s actually closer to Shopping Bahia and Salvador shopping. The area is more higher middle class, with some bars and restaurants scattered around. I walked a bit in the yellow (commercial) area marked by google map, but was not impressed at all. It was just nothing special. It actually reminded me of certain “city centre” of smaller American cities, generic and bland. In terms of security, I didn’t feel any difference comparing to the city centre. Again, I’m not sensitive to insecurity. I got there around 6 pm. There was an old guy guarding the entrance, right after which is a small garden, serving as bar and restaurant. I later learned that you can actually pay a lower entrance fee (or maybe no fee at all) just to have a drink / food in the garden. It would have been much better as the boys come out to say hi and sit with clients in the garden anyway. On an empty day, there’s no point of entering the sauna itself unless you are having a programa. Actually on my day of visit, most clients stayed in the garden. The sauna facility is very limited, and poorly maintained. Only one shower had hot water. The free cabins are standard. I didn’t have the chance to see the wonderful suites. Most boys on that day were of sub-bar quality. The most hung had a 20 cm and seemed to be in his 40s with grey hair. He was constantly bad-mouthing the other boys. A very muscled one, in his 30s, claimed to be a personal trainer. He basically forced himself on me, massaging my shoulders then my left food. It was just too weird. And he had a quite small cock, as earlier revealed by his colleague. Another late 20s has the most balanced package, just a bit too fat to my taste. He was very insistent, too. When I told him clearly that I was not interested, he started begging for tips, or paying for this entrance of 25 réais. One very young looking twink never approached me, maybe he was a total bottom. The only one I seriously considered hiring was an Afro in his late 20s and claimed to be a dancer. He wore glasses, which gave his a more intellectual look. I actually believe that it would have been a good programa. What stopped me from hiring the last one was Grindr. During this whole trip in Salvador, I was bombed by messages. I’m a bit OCD about checking all messages and normally reply to every one, even with just ‘Not int sorry’. I feel it’s a decent thing to do. But I couldn’t in Salvador. Every morning I woke up to over 50 messages. And chatted with hundreds of guys everyday. I don’t understand how they found me. I didn’t buy any exposure and I couldn’t see many guys myself. Anyway, I decided only to reply to guys with photos and less than 35 yo. I managed so far although my battery drained on average every 3 hours. Fucking iPhone and god bless powerbanks. But It got so much worse in Pituba. Maybe because it’s more residential. I was sitting in the garden the whole time replying messages. Then a quite good looking 30 yo dentist caught my attention, and insisted on meeting me. I was following this hot Brazilian doctor on YouTube (https://www.youtube.com/@DrMarcoTulioCavalcanti) and the dentist looked alike and met my fantasy. I told him to come join me at the sauna, which he did. It was his first time in sauna. Lol. So my whole night was with him, and we had dinner later at Camarada Camarão in Salvador shopping, which I highly recommend. All in all, I was underwhelmed by Sauna Fox. Maybe it was a very bad day. May I held a too high expectation based on what I read in the forum. But I still feel it’s possible to have good programas there, and the garden is a decent place to hang out with friends.

I would say darker than the clients in general.

Where I’m from has a large Portuguese. I’ve always spoken the European Portuguese. Years ago I bought an apt in Lisbon.

Right or wrong, it was pre-arranged so I stick to it. lol

During my 8-day visit in Salvador Bahia, I went twice to Clube 11, once on Dec. 29th 2023, and once on Jan. 3rd 2024. My general impression is, Clube 11 is the more popular and better GP Sauna in Salvador. I know other fellow travelers have a different take on this, and I benefited enormously reading from their experiences. I’m just here to share mine. Location: It’s quite close to Lapa metro station and easy to walk to. It’s a newly repaint blue building with some boys and gays hanging at the entrance. My airbnb is at about 15 minutes walking distance, and I walked there both times, before and after sunset. I’ve never felt insecurity of any form. The streets were not deserted. The first time I got out at 22:00, and tried to walk home. Everyone objected violently to that, all the guys I talked to in the sauna, the receptionist, the cleaning ‘pink lady’, etc. I ordered an uber just to calm them down but I sincerely thought there wouldn’t be any problem. The second time I walked home with a boy I off-ed. The streets are quiet but not scary. I’m not very sensitive to insecurity anyway. When I got caught in a cross-fire of two generals of two favelas in Rio, I felt more excited than scared and paid a uber driver a handsome amount of money so he could drive me around the bonfires marking the conflict zone for me to take some photos and videos. Anyway, for the sake of peace of mind, take a uber to go home if you feel it’s necessary. The hours: The sauna on both visits were already quite happening before 18:00. The first time it had a show, a surprisingly good one. Here are some videos I took. The dancer was delicious and the drags were really funny. The show was supposed to start at 20:30 but it didn’t until 21:00 and lasted until about 22:00. The second time was bingo night. A not so beautiful, not so funny, yet very loud drag yelled all night long and it was still on when I left at 21:45. It’s definitely better to go there before 21:00 so the boys are still kinda fresh. IMG_4681 2.MOV IMG_4689 2.MOV The clientele: The local clients make up the majority. You can tell by how they interact with each other and with the boys. The domestic travelers definitely surpass the international ones. Most of the guys there are in their 40s to 60s. I was taken in as a protégée by a funny 40 something years old local and he spent the whole night explaining me the ins and outs of the place. On my second visit I was courted by a 30 something year old visitor of Sao Paulo, and he was decent looking. We had some quick fun in one of the free cabins (actually maybe just that cabin was not locked, I don’t really know). Some crazy fruits totally liberated themselves there, which was a lot of fun to observe. Most of the locals were quiet and reserved. I don’t really want to make this into a racial thing, but most customers are of lighter skin colour. The GPs: On both my visits, there were at least 20 boys, most of them in their 20s, but certain I’d say in their late 30s. 80% of them are of slim non-gym going type. But good genes leave them really nice body. No one seemed body-builder. GPs there are not very expressive with their body or with their tools. Some occasionally flash their dicks but it was more to re-arrange their towel than a selling technique. Some stroke themselves in the video room, and some sit on the mezzanine alone or with clients, reveling their full hard-on. The body shape was not the only thing that might disappoint certain fellow travelers of this forum. At least I was quite disappointed by the cock size of the GPs in clube 11. Actually I later confirmed that the myth of huge hung soteropolitanos was indeed poorly based. I only counted one boy who had a real XXL cock (over 23 cm) and one who had a 21-22 cm but really thick. The rest who demonstrated their tool fall into XL category (19-21 cm) and those who hide their tools from public eyes have L to M cocks, which are totally fine if paired with nice body, cute face and good personality. Seems the real talents indeed all fled to Rio and Sampa. But shouldn’t they be back to their homeland for holidays? My programas: I normally start with a soft drink and walked around the property. I was mostly pretending to be on my phone as I didn’t want to be bothered by waves after waves of boys sitting with me, or by other clients trying to make small talks. Most of the boys and clients I did talk to all had moments of confusion about my European Portuguese paired with an Asian face, but they got used to it after a couple of minutes. The problem was I couldn’t give couples of minutes to everyone. My 40+ yo local ‘protector’ really wanted to chat as he’s very interested in Europe and also works in fashion. I had a flirt with a hot 52 yo traveler from Espirito Santo and we tried to meet on the following days but never found a right moment. All those evasive strategies didn’t stop certain really persisting and pushy GPs. One came on to me so hard and I had to run from him kissing and touching me. But he finally wore me off and I had a session with him. He’s a solid 9 at the place anyway with a 20 cm fat cock, and he really wanted with me. He opened with 100 and dropped instantly to 80 réais when I hesitated. It was a good passion filled fuck and I was shocked by how much he sweat despite the AC in the suite. Yes. The suite does have an AC temperature problem. It was around 19:00 and I told him that he didn’t need to cum if he needed to work more. He had to pause multiple times, which was kinda a bummer for me as it fucked up the beat. I was prepared to give him 150 in case he cum, but he did manage to hold it off and I gave him 100. I actually don’t like boys cumming during my session. I don’t find it hot at all. After the first session, I was not really in the mood to do more as no boys stroke me as a must. I was getting 2 to 3 times free Grindr sex per day with similar men / boys and I was saying ‘no’ a lot. So I was not craving for it. I noticed there was a room set up for massage, with a whole wall of therapist certifications. Richardo, the short cute 30 something yo masseur was so confident about what he does and he convinced me to give it a try. 90 for 30 mins and 180 for 60 mins. I would unfortunately only give a 7 to the massage but I do believe it’s one of the best massages you can get in a gay sauna. I’m a big spa goer, a certified therapist, and had a successful urban spa business when I was younger, so I feel I know what I’m talking about. Richardo learned lots of stuff, but didn’t really master any of them. In his what we consider Californian massage, he mixed whatever he considered the quintessence of every style he knows, but missed the true healing power of each. He has power but lacks precision. The choreography was totally off. But again, that’s as much as a massage one can get in a gay sauna. I had catastrophic ones in Colombia, in Mexico, in Cuba, etc. After the massage, I went for the show, during which, my local ‘protector’ introduced me the two most hung boys of the place, the 23 cm and the 21-22 cm but much fatter cock. I didn’t like the second one at all as he was kinda rude and cocky (in the bad figurative way). I talked a bit to the 23 cm, Carlos, and I was pleasantly surprised by how humble he was. I’m a more dominant bttm so he’s a good match. I told him that I would have a session with him if he’s still around after the show, but he didn’t need to as it was late already and I would surely be back. When the show was over, I looked around and found him rushing out of the wet sauna when he heard the music stopped. I took the same suite and had him my way. The cock is divine, perfect size and shape (very similar to the one of Caio Veyron but surely bigger). Pity he was obviously exhausted and obviously not gay. But his wonderful cock did the magic. It could have been a very satisfactory experience if I didn’t catch the glare of self-loathing and desperation in his eyes. It broke my heart. At that point, I decided I should get to know him better, but I wanted to sleep on that. I gave him my WhatsApp and sent him few messages including new year greetings on the following days. I was planning offing him but I saw my messages were not read. I didn’t find time to revisit Clube 11 until the 3rd. And one of the major reasons was to check on Carlos. Somehow I was worried. I asked about him at the entrance and got an affirmative answer. I repeated my pattern and quietly wait for Carlos to show up. Again I had waves of boys coming on to me, that I respectively declined. A slim fit gold haired youngster, with a pointy long and ever-hard dick took the place of the pushiest, but I didn’t fall this time. He’s a smoker. I really didn’t care for the bingo so I stayed mostly upstairs. I did notice a jolly cute guy with very carefully trimmed beard, and he seemed to be extremely popular, disappearing several times with suite keys. When I finally got the chance to talk to him, I understood better. He has this positive energy around him, which makes people want to share something with him. His name is Jean. He doesn’t have a big cock, 18 cm tops, but he’s vers and he ‘faz tudo’. He’s a good package. Another boy I kinda considered is a very tall one with breads. He has a 20+ cm and very thick cock. It’s the girth which intrigued me. Then Carlos showed up. He smiles and said Oi. I decided to be direct and asked him why he didn’t check my WhatsApp messages. He’s a man with very few words and only explained that he got lots of messages. I told him that I could have off-ed him. He was very surprised. After some seconds of silence, he said he would go with me if I still want him. I told him that he should finish his work first. He agreed and said that we should leave around 21:30. It was kinda weird because he then was sitting with me all night, letting me play with his huge hard-on. I told him that he should go back to work, as I wanted to off him mostly because I wanted to talk to him. But he stayed there with me anyway, as if it was his way of saying sorry for not responding me or thanks for wanting to off him. We didn’t really talk about the price. When I insisted on talking about it, he said minimum 200 which was really cheap and he wanted to spend the night with me. I told him that he could stay in the second bedroom, as I’m a light sleeper. At around 9:30, he told me that he wanted to leave. We got dressed and I paid his entrance, 15 reais, cheaper than the 25 reais boy’s entrance in Clube Fox. He suggested that we walk and I gladly agreed. The streets were quiet, but no where dangerous. We didn’t see any ‘strange’ people or potential trouble on our 15 minutes way back. I bought some lanchinho in a hamburgeria, only option at that hour, because I knew he would be hungry. Once home, he stripped to underwear like most Brazilians would do and lay on the sofa. He looked tired, too tired even for eating. I told him that we didn’t need to do anything other than talking. I wanted him to tell me his story. He’s a man of few words, but little by little he opened up. He told me that he felt stuck in life, doing a job he didn’t enjoy, trying to finish his study of business administration and saw little future even after he manages to finish. He told me that he feels ugly, as he got rejections in the sauna. I guess we all have certain complex about our physics, even someone over 190 cm with a boyish face and a solid 23 cm cock. I tried my best to help him see things more positively, but there was so little that could be said. His phone buzzed frequently but he never checked the messages. When I asked about the buzz, he borrowed my phone to check on something. It was a website olx.cpm.br . He was checking on second-hand phones. they are cheap, mostly between 200 and 400 reais. I guess that's where the robbed phones are sold. His phone was broken. The screen didn’t show anything. That was why he couldn’t reply my messages and he preferred keeping all that to himself. I offered help and he got to get his phone fixed or get a new one. We ate a bit, chatting slowly. Then we moved to sex, good sex, deep and slow. The night of sleep was eventless. The morning after, he came to my bed right after he woke up and gave me another deep and intense orgasm. Reaching noon, I handed him all the remaining cash I had. He asked if it’s possible to stay with me. I told him that it was my last day and I didn’t have any cash anymore. He said he didn’t need more money as he already had enough to fix his phone. I guess certain only think about making money when he needs. I was temped, but I had already made arrangements with a Grindr boy I met on the first day to visit museums, and I always stick to my arrangements. He looked sad. He said it was too little time. I told him that he should get his phone fixed and I’d send him message. We parted 2 minutes before my Grindr boy arrived. When I was in the museum, I got a message from Carlos. It was short: ‘Too little time, too many memories’. I was moved. Then he said he got his phone fixed and was still around my place, hoping I’d be free. I told him that I wouldn’t make it as my day was planned out and the Grindr boy wanted to spend the last night with me. I told him that we would meet again and I was sincere. I told him that I’d be back in June. He said that’s far but he would be waiting.