Axiom2020

Thank you. 🥰 This literally was the tip of the iceberg. This trip was absolutely wild. To the point that an unexpected train/gangbang happened at my Airbnb at 2am. Literal fantasy achieved. 

Fantastic Arabcreamer! Uffff, you make we longing for those big black pipes. I'll be in Sant Domingo April 8-23 again! Can't wait to meet up withe these fuck monsters....yammie

So it’s been a little over a week since I got back from Santo Domingo and hot damn it was a wild ride figuratively and literally. I was in the capital for around 5 days. I would guesstimate that I got maybe a total of 12 hours of sleep the whole trip and was taking dick almost 70% of the time I was there. The experience this trip was completely different from the other times, and in the best way possible. At the end of the trip I was completely drained, and couldn’t walk straight for a good three days. Totally worth it. 
 
Incase you wanted more information about me and how I had things planned before the trip you can refer to my earlier post. https://www.gayguides.com/forums/topic/43395-returning-to-santo-domingo-back-from-my-3-year-hiatus/
 
So the way I’m going to divide my reports will be as follows. 
Report one, arrival and First day (Wed) divided into two parts. I recall the first day in its entirety, it was one guy for a full 24 hours so I have tons of details to share.  Report two (Thursday and Friday)  Report three, the wildest of the days (Saturday)  Report four, last day and departure (Sunday and Monday early morning)  So keep your eyes out for those, and if y’all have any questions i’ll be more than happy to answer them. All right let’s get into it 😈. 
 
Homecoming and the Fisherman 
 
So my original travel itinerary to Santo Domingo was a 3am arrival to Santo Domingo from Newark on the 7th of March and departing the 11th at 5am. After doing a final confirmation with the fisherman, seeing that there was no surcharge to change my ticket to arrive a day early, my Airbnb had a small apartment available at a deal. I said, fuck it, I’m going a day early and spend a “romantic” day with the Fisherman and get all my ducks in a row for the upcoming days. To everyone else I arrived on Thursday, but for the fisherman I would arrive Wednesday and we would spend the whole day and night to ourselves. 
 
Some background on the Fisherman (btw this story is a bit of a rollercoaster). We met through Manny during my previous visit to the DR. Manny brought him to the airport and he came to spend three days with me in the north of country. Mid 30s, Dominican Haitian, tatted, huge dick, high sex drive, rough around the edges and the one of the most down to earth guys I’ve met. Over the three days our connection surpassed the transactional and we became actual friends. We have similar interests, values, work ethic and was open to any experience I wanted to share with him and was open to whatever he wanted to share with me. The chemistry electric, and sex absolute fire. 
 
Sadly after that trip we lost contact, and what made it even worse was that no one had his contact. When I was planning this trip no one knew where he was, people guessed he was back in his village working. And others said he just plainly disappeared. To be honest I gave up hope finding him and settled with another guy to stay with me the whole trip. And then by chance, a month before arriving, I message a faceless profile on grinder with the title “Bi Activo 25cm”. I send a slew of my pics saying that I was going to be in Santo Domingo incase he wanted to hook up. The next day I response and it was HIM! He sent me numerous of voice messages about how he couldn’t believe we found eachother and that we were going to be reunited once again. He gives me his WhatsApp and we start talking on the phone every day, counting the days till I arrive. 
 
Three weeks before the trip and around a week of talking, catching up, reminiscing and planning. He tells me on Friday that he was feeling extremely sick. Concerned I told him to go see a doctor or a nurse and he said he would. The last time he would be online after that would be 3:27am on Saturday. Radio silence, calls not going through, messages not delivered. Initially I thought it was maybe his service was out on his phone. After a few days I sent a recharge to his number and still nothing. Then I started getting extremely concerned. Knowing that he was back in the capital and sometimes went to Marlowes I contact a Haitian buddy of mine to try to investigate. I send him his number, pictures of him, and last known whereabouts. My friend then recruits the bouncer from Marlowes to keep an eye if he saw him at the club or on the street. 
 
A week passes, no word, another week passes no luck. Honestly I was thinking the worst scenario might have happened. Then one week before I arrive the bouncer spotted him on the street. Gave him number and he contacted me on his friends phone. The Saturday we lost contact he was walking up the stairs to his apt and collapsed. The neighbor found him and rushed him to the hospital. His phone slipped through the side crack and fell two stories rendering it useless. He spent two days in the hospital with a serious case of the flu. And had no way to contact me, his family or loved ones. He took the phone to a repair shop and they wanted to charge 5000 Dominican pesos (85US) to fix it. I told him that they can go fuck themselves with that price and that I would bring him an older iPhone I had that was unlocked and that I wasn’t using. And through on and off communication through his friend’s phone we planned to meet the morning I arrived. 
 
Tuesday afternoon I fly out from Texas and arrive at Newark in the evening. I run to Duty Free, purchase two 1liter bottles of Hennessy (a fan favorite in the DR lol) and hit the lounge and shower before boarding my red eye to Santo Domingo. At Newark I call the fisherman on his friends phone and he says he made sure to sleep most of the day and was waiting for me to arrive. “Ya casi, y vas estar mio” (almost here, and then you are gonna be mine) me and my hole couldn’t wait. 
 
I arrive at SDQ around 3:00am, breeze through customs and catch an Uber to our intimate Airbnb in the Zona Colonial for the first night. Stepping outside, it had just rained and the temperature was in low 70s, the weather couldn’t have been better. I call him and tell him that I’m going to shower first (aka clean out) and then he could meet me at the apt. I pour myself a drink, clean out, unpack my lubes and poppers, dispense some lube in my hole and I call him. He’s tells me in Zona Colonial but his friends phone only works via wifi, scared of getting lost and not being able to communicate he tells me to meet him Paco’s. I immediately order an uber and head over there. 
 
When step out of the car at Paco’s there he was. He turned and looked at me and gave the biggest smile. He then comes and hugs me, a tight full body hug which I return in kind. After a lingering few second he tells me he couldn’t believe I was here. He truly thought we would meet again. We both look at each other and knew what was coming next. I called another Uber and we went directly to the Airbnb. 
 
The second after we closed the door, he pressed me against and started kissing me. Deep, passionate, my hands feeling all over his body and his hands cupping and caressing my head. And we start take each others clothes off and I feel his massive dick Rock hard through his basketball shorts. After what felt like ages kissing and feeling he leads me to the couch. Slides off his shorts and sits with throbbing dick in hand. “Mamelo baby” he says, and I immediately get on my knees and begin to suck him off. Running my tounge and spitting on his dick to get it wet, and then I start with suck. My lips wrapped around his dick while leaving a thin space of air to wet his dick more and create suction. He leans and cocks his head back and moans, saying he missed the way I sucked his dick. I start to use my hands and suck on his head, then I push his dick all the way back to my throat and start to squeeze his head and he starts going wild. And then after almost thirty minutes of giving him head he pull my head and tells me “dame ese culo” (give me that ass). Which I more than happily obliged. 
 
I then get on all fours on the edge of this flimsy couch. And he starts to eat me out, spitting, tonguing, and growling “que Rico” into my hole. He then springs up and I feel the head of his dick pressing against my hole. I told him “despacio” (slowly), I wasn’t going to use poppers and he obliged. He slowly slipped pushed in while my hole was gripping on his pulsating guevo. And when he finally gets all the way in I let out a high pitch moan/gasp, he was pressing against my second hole. And then he started to stroke. 
 
Chest pressed against the wall and ass on the edge of this flimsy couch. I feel him picking up the pace while he’s slowly pulling my insides with his huge dick. He then asks me if I missed him, while digging me out. And I moan “si papa, si” repeatedly. His pace got faster while saying “si? Si? Did you miss me?” The deeper he got I started to push my hole out. Getting his dick super wet, and once he felt that he belted “Coño” and grabbed my shoulders. With pulling my shoulders. The balancing act was over. The couch/bench flipped over from the weight and pulling and we were both on the floor.
 
On the floor astonished, we looked at eachother and started laughing. He scooches over and starts kissing me and I grab his dick, slick with lube and cream. I then splay my ass in the air and pressed my chest to the floor. He let out another growl and stood up, bent his knees a bit and started fucking from above. I started moaning loudly the deeper he got. He was hitting all the walls in my hole. Then suddenly I felt his dick get even bigger and he started moaning. “Quieres mi leche?, quieres mi leche?” He kept repeating. And when I said yes I felt his nut filling my hole, I let out an “oh my God” when feeling a jolt of fire unload in my hole. I cock my head back and see his eyes rolled to the back of his head while moaning. With his dick still twitching and loading my hole he collapses on top of me and Kisses my neck and back telling me how much he misses me. 
 
It was almost 6am and that was the first nut. 
 
So I think I’m gonna stop part one here. I unloaded a lot of details and didn’t want to overwhelm in one post.  In part 2 I’ll share more details about our experience, how we spent our day, how I planned for the rest of the trip. And a lot of details about the mind blowing sex (we even utilized a terrace and jacuzzi). Hope y’all enjoyed and stay tuned for part 2. P.S. I’ll post fisherman’s dick below. 

If you want a gay guide, the webmaster knows one.  I, too, know him, for he was my guide when he was 18-19 gorgeous years of age.  
He's a professional, personable and a cute early 30s and married to a doctor.  He'll more than likely NOT deal with the sauna scene or escort scene but will let you experience the other aspects of this sixth largest city of our world.  
{I recommended the services of Danilo to a friend of mine a few years back.  He was pleased overall.} 
Occasionally,Danilo is on my FB page.  ...much less now than two years ago.   If you're interested PM me and I could write to him if you're interested.
São Paulo is one hell of a large city.  That component is what I did NOT like about it.  ...traveled there a few years back (4 or 5 trips).  ...enjoyed the culture (very different from Rio de Janeiro.). Explored on my own + I had a gay guide (professional) each time that I visited.  Was there once with a friend as well.

If you want a gay guide, the webmaster knows one.  I, too, know him, for he was my guide when he was 18-19 gorgeous years of age.  
He's a professional, personable and a cute early 30s and married to a doctor.  He'll more than likely NOT deal with the sauna scene or escort scene but will let you experience the other aspects of this sixth largest city of our world.  
{I recommended the services of Danilo to a friend of mine a few years back.  He was pleased overall.} 
Occasionally,Danilo is on my FB page.  ...much less now than two years ago.   If you're interested PM me and I could write to him if you're interested.
São Paulo is one hell of a large city.  That component is what I did NOT like about it.  ...traveled there a few years back (4 or 5 trips).  ...enjoyed the culture (very different from Rio de Janeiro.). Explored on my own + I had a gay guide (professional) each time that I visited.  Was there once with a friend as well.

It's pre carnival and very similar....people party in the streets and LOTS of neighborhood parties...
It was a great time!

I've always been aware of the difference between being friendy and being a friend.
If I was unable to make the distinction I think I would have been disappointed many times in my relationships with Thai guys over the years.
 

The question is what kind of friend. I think many westerners think friendship is by definition two equals. My experience is that in many other parts of the world this isn't true. These relationships come with expectations that the richer/older/wiser is the patron/mentor. Note the richer part. That doesn't mean the relationship is purely mercenary (though it could be), but it does often mean that the richer one is supposed to 'help' the younger one.
So, I think it isn't always either/or. Sometimes its both.
Proceed with whatever caution you deem warranted and assess it in the light that both want something from the relationship and it may not be the same thing even if both are fond of each other.

In 2008 or 2010, I cannot remember the exact year, I took a Grand Circle Travel Tour to Egypt for almost two weeks.  Five days were spent traveling along the Nile on a river boat cruise/trip.  Afterwards, we returned to Cairo, and while there, one day a group of us made our way to a special shopping area or medina.  While there I ventured into a shop looking for a special good (...can't remember specifically now).  A cute and young guy assisted me.  I purchased what I wanted; he in turn gave me a nicely shaped greenish stone and stated that it was a gift to me.  I didn't quite know what to make of this, for I was extremely horny and wanted to have some nice, fairly good sized Egyptian cock.  Well, in my state of confusion as well as making certain that I caught the tour bus on time-- I did not try to analyze the situation with this guy although I was so ready and eager to suck and be fucked.
Although this occurred a while ago-- the experience still resonates with me.  Don't have plans to return to this country any time soon.  Brasil and Argentina or perhaps Thailand beckon me in 2022/2023, as Covid has wrecked havoc on life worldwide.

take your time!! OMG, such a hot story!

Sorry for the delayed reply @babybear2, was traveling for the weekend and my social schedule was pretty booked up. The African guys I met in Europe is a story for itself. They love guys with a big ass who can take dick. I’ll tell you the two that were my fave. 
 
The first guy I met was in Frankfurt. I wanted to visit friends and Fam in Beirut and it was cheaper to fly out of Frankfurt than from Zürich or Geneva. So I decided to make a mini trip and spend two nights in Frankfurt. Hooked up with some guys the first night via Grindr and Romeo. It was fun but not that memorable. Next night I was Horny af and really needed a big dick to load me up. I checked on the Hunqs section of Romeo and went through the listings. Tons of hot guys but was on a budget. I then stumbled on one guy, who wanted a 75 euros an hour. Tall, thin, Nigerian, but only one pic on the app (face and body pic that wasn’t even him). But from experience I don’t judge a book by its cover and DM for nudes. He sends me a pic of his very nice dick, 9 more to 10 inches, and I send him my pics and my creaming videos. He asks if I really cream that much, and I told him if the dick is good I will. I tell him i love to fuck for a long time and he says he does too. We reach a deal and he was gonna do two hours for 100 euros. Before he came over he asked me twice if I was sure I could take dick. Which of course I told him yes. Guy shows up around 10 pm at my hotel room. I offer a drink and he declines. He tell me to take my clothes off and get on all fours on the bed. No sucking, no foreplay, I just lube my hole and he starts slowly digging me out, then turning into a pile driver. That night we fucked on the bed, side of the bed, on my back, on my side, on my side on the side of the bed, the floor (to the point I got carpet burn), bent standing up, on the chair (we did that multiple times, and he fucked me one hour straight on the chair alone). He just kept cumming and cumming and cumming. I literally could feel my hole splashing out. Everywhere we fucked it got soaked, it got so wet and creamy he had to grab multiple towels to clean some of the cream off him. He kept saying he loved my ass, couldn’t believe I was able to take it like that. And lo and behold it when he finally couldn’t fuck anymore it was almost 5am. It was exactly how I liked it, animalistic nasty fucking and drenched in sweat when we are finally done. He said I was the best dicktaker he had since he got to Europe. Then in a hurry, he then told me he had to go back to his hotel and head to Köln. He was only there for the weekend to make some money but told me he was so happy he got to meet me. I payed him the 100 euros and he didn’t ask for more. We are still in contact, and everytime im in Frankfurt I Pay for his train to come from Köln and so I could give him my ass. 
 
I’ll post in a bit about the second guy, which I think @BlkSuperman would like if he ever went to Europe 😈

Wow. I am looking forward to your final words! Enjoy your trip!

This entire saga is rather unbelievable to say the least.  How in hell can anyone who plans to make a major move from her/his/their initial abode fail to plan and just do it without some form of preparation?  
If this is really true, I cannot feel any sorrow or empathy for them, for without planning, they were doomed to encounter the worst.  Their whole adventures or experiences were ripe to encounter since they apparently just packed up and moved.
...no sorrow or empathy here.  Unfortunately, they've learned a vital lesson and will just have to adapt after encountering an enormous amount of adversities.

This entire saga is rather unbelievable to say the least.  How in hell can anyone who plans to make a major move from her/his/their initial abode fail to plan and just do it without some form of preparation?  
If this is really true, I cannot feel any sorrow or empathy for them, for without planning, they were doomed to encounter the worst.  Their whole adventures or experiences were ripe to encounter since they apparently just packed up and moved.
...no sorrow or empathy here.  Unfortunately, they've learned a vital lesson and will just have to adapt after encountering an enormous amount of adversities.

@Arabcreamer keep us posted u nasty PH-UCKER!

Howdy y’all, and fellow sluts (looking at you @BlkSuperman). I’ve been meaning to come back and regale y’all with my sexapades but work, life and ALOT of dick has had me distracted. But I promised myself that I would give a full report regarding my upcoming trip to Santo Domingo, in its entirety, for you guys. 
 
Some info about me, I’m a now 32 year old Lebanese and Cuban, Spanish speaking power bottom, who is insatiable for big dick and bud cummers. I can go for hours just getting dug out and have a Stamina that just doesn’t stop. And after reading these forums (when it was known as BoyToys) That’s when I knew I had to make a trip to Santo Domingo and have returned twice since my initial visit. I only posted half of my initial visit (which I sorta regret) and haven’t posted since. If you would like to read or a refresh for some the links are here. 
 
https://www.gayguides.com/forums/topic/36354-santo-domingo-the-land-of-plenty-part-1/#comment-317904
 
https://www.gayguides.com/forums/topic/36408-santo-domingo-land-of-plenty-part-2/#comment-318347
 
My upcoming trip - My goal this visit. Having my hole so turned out and flooded out that i won’t be able to walk straight for week. And with the plans currently in place, I think I’ll hit that goal by day 3 of my trip. Really just planning a fuckfest for the entire time I’m there. Good music, good food, good drinks and non stop digging. Love to push to the limits and this one is going to be wild 😈 
 
Dates - Early March 
 
Location - Zona colonial walking distance from marlowes and Parque Duarte. Staying at my usual airbnb. 2 1/2 bedroom, pool and terrace 
 
Roommates - Usually, I travel with my straight friend to the DR but this one will be a solo trip. So being my slutty self, I thought I would treat myself with some marathon fuck roommates.  From the beginning I didn’t feel so comfortable staying alone at night. So I invited one of my contacts from my last trip to stay with me. It’s a fuckbuddy/securityguard situation. 40’s, Dark skin, thick muscle built, 10 inch baseball bat fat dick, and can fuck for hours when there is good incentive (good ass, good times and daily pay for security and strokes.) He will mostly be there in the early evenings till morning. The other friend is this big dick Haitian/Dominican fisherman I’m his 30’s. Sexy rough exterior with a heart of gold, that I met on my last trip through manny. We spent three days in Las Terrenas last on my last trip and we were both hooked on eachother. Turned into a real friends with benefits and he’s so excited to flood me out all day and see how many dicks I can take. He has a list of guys he can’t wait to introduce me to. He’s nastiest in the best way possible and will be together almost the whole trip, match made in heaven. 
 
The boys - already have the sets lined up and will detail below. As the trip progresses I’ll start sharing the guys I hooked up with when I give a day to day report. No face, just glorious dick and body. 
From Manny: He sent me a initial list a few weeks back. Two or three caught my eye but he knows if I’m going to pay his prices I’m gonna need a sex addict/fuck machine. So currently waiting for the short list  From Twitter: I currently have around 18 guys on the roster that I’m trying to coordinate. Surprisingly most of the guys are straight (like videos of them only with women and likes only of women) and an even bigger surprise is that only like one is asking for payment after discussion. The other guys make gay content and rates really varied amongst them. On that list I have two stand outs. I have one Dominican twitter friend who is a fellow bottom that makes interracial content. I offered my Airbnb to film so he’s going to bring his contacts. And the other is a famous onlyfans Haitian with a MASSIVE 14 incher which is mind blowingly thick. After seeing my twitter, sharing my videos and chatting we came to an agreement (and pretty good deal) and he’ll be spending the whole day at the Airbnb. Im really really excited for him to open my hole.  Grindr: The app this time has been a real mixed bag. I don’t really pay for Grindr meet ups. It was pretty consistent flow before 2022 but now everyone is “prepago”. And with the few guys that are not, they don’t feel comfortable with other guys in the house. So far, I have some contacts but I won’t know the extent of guys available till im in Santo Domingo and refresh my app  Former Contacts: This is what truly blew my mind. My little black book of the DR was bursting with contacts. I shit you not, 60 percent of them are in the US, 20 percent have vanished, and 20 are still there but are scattered all over the country. And it’s disappointing because I love doing repeats, especially if we had good chemistry.   
So that’s what I have so far for my upcoming trip. I can’t wait to keep you guys posted and share all the details. 
 
If anyone is wondering about how my last two trips to the DR were and what I have been doing for the past 3 years sex wise I’ll give a jist below. If there is interest for more detail I’ll make a second post. 
 
Returning back to the DR 2021 : my straight friend wanted to do a beach vacation. I also invited Kev from my first trip to stay with us. The trip was a bit last minute so didn’t have much time to plan. We did a few days in Santo Domingo, mostly grinder guys and two guys from Manny. We went to Las Terrenas and my dumbass made the mistake of not bringing one of many boys with me. There are literally no heavy hitting big dick guys there. Grindr is sparse and guys are sub par. But overall Terrenas is incredible. A really fantastic place to go enjoy good food and relax. However I had a major fallout with Kev (he caused a security issue, where I got robbed in my sleep) and our friendship ended there with me sending in home. The rest of the trip was fine but it was short.  DR 2022 - we went back to Las Terrenas and that’s when I brought one of Manny’s boys, the Fisherman. I swear it was the most amazing time every. Amazing sex, fun on the beach, learning to snorkel for lobster then grilling those bad boys on the patio. Great nightlife and bonding. It was incredible experience. When I got back to Santo Domingo though, My phone stolen and that hampered ALL planing. From then on I was meeting guys at the bathhouse, Marlowe’s, and on the street. I even hooked up with a policeman in uniform. It was a adventure 😂.  And the rest? : got a job in Central Europe in 2021. Moved back to the states in 2023. Threw a orgy in Damascus, was a cumdump in a sleazy hotel in Egypt(wild). Was in such a fuck fog after Lab.oratory in Berlin I didn’t even realize I was in Berghain after. Best dick I had in Europe was in Lisbon. I can’t even describe. Things I learned, west Africans (if they truly like you) can fuck for 5 to 6 hours. Zürich always has big dick. And confidence is always the key to success   
Looking forward to updating y’all soon 😈

This entire saga is rather unbelievable to say the least.  How in hell can anyone who plans to make a major move from her/his/their initial abode fail to plan and just do it without some form of preparation?  
If this is really true, I cannot feel any sorrow or empathy for them, for without planning, they were doomed to encounter the worst.  Their whole adventures or experiences were ripe to encounter since they apparently just packed up and moved.
...no sorrow or empathy here.  Unfortunately, they've learned a vital lesson and will just have to adapt after encountering an enormous amount of adversities.

Yesterday, a friend of mine, a regular in Pointe, was charged 2 bottles of whisky for 900 BRL. He did not drink any whisky ... the barman came and accepted that it was maybe an error ... then my friend realized that he had been charged for 3 rooms when he actually only used 2 ... the  barman was still at reception when my own bill appeared on the screen and he said : "I forgot the Heineken you had !" I made fun of him asking him how he could remember what the various customers had drunk and claimed that I did not drink any beer. They accepted to remove the item. Last time I went there, they tried to charge me a room on a free cabin night since I had spend 3 minutes more in the room ie 33 minutes instead of 30 minutes. 
One boy mentionned to me yesterday that he recently left the place with a customer who was drunk and the customer was overcharged by ... 1000 BRL.
So, check your bill in Pointe ! 

Certainly a point well taken. Although sex in prison is a hot fantasy, I'm sure that being imprisoned, at least in most countries, is horrible and torturous--in some cases literally. I remember reading of a constitutional challenge to the rights of prisoners in Texas, I believe it was, over the lack of airconditioning. I'm sure that would be just one of many horrors, but for me, that alone would be misery enough right there.

There was a time … an American friend of mine was long-term incarcerated in a prison on the outskirts of Acapulco.  I’d visit him on occasion.  Repeatedly, he’d ask if I wanted to have sex with some of the sex-starved inmates.  I could use his cell, he said.  No problem, if I gave a small amount of $ to guards.  He had an arrangement with the Commandant.  Though tempted, I never acted on the offer.  I thought, just my luck .. the door to the cell would remain locked, with me inside for a long time unless I paid a hefty bribe. 😇

Hi Marc,
I just bought a lottery ticket wish me luck then I  got you on the plane tickets 

@floridarob have I told you lately how much I hate you? LMAO! YES, its written on my forehead in English, but all the guys in sdq speak Spanish so they don't understand what it means. Lol! 
@Mavica please dont laugh at @floridarob. We dont want to encourage his humor in these threads. Not encouraging him is actually in the bylaws.  Many who's encouraged him in the past have been banned from the group and never heard from again. LMAO!
Hope you're having a great start to 2024, fellas!

Don't you have the answer to this tattooed on you somewhere, like your forehead ?