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Tom, I highly concur. Thanks for taking the time to present this to the future newbies as well as to us "oldsters" who've taken the plunge more than once!!!!

Yes, @Lucky, there’s truly no comparison. I guess a lot of us, being unable to travel, are living vicariously through the exciting posts of @numazu

All you need to do is participate. Welcome!

I can't wait to see all of the new posts from our new members. Welcome, guys!

Hey, I hope all is well with you guys....we use aurbnb because it is cheaper and we can bring guests over anytime. 
Did I read correctly? You guys travel internationally and have raw sex with multiple guys? Thats tooooooooooo risky for me. There is too much shit out there that I'm afraid of. 
We always get a place in the colonial zone. Its a bustling area and used to have a lot of hot guys roaming rhe area, pre covid.  We always take our own condoms and lube on the trips and would never think about allowing any guy to fuck raw with us. 
They are beautiful men, but also see hundreds of other men for sex. Thanks for the compliments and I hope and pray you guys continue to stay well.

Honey, I'm far from a Virgin. Im a shameless slut. My entire family and friends know how slutty I am. I'm always horny and in need of a good pounding frequently. I try to be a safe nasty, whore though. 

You can do it!

Omg fellas it seems like an eternity since I've share my SHAMELESS SEX-CAPADES with you guys. I hope and pray you guys are safe and well..
The hubby and I haven't been anywhere since Mid-March and my fuck box was been EXTREMELY FRUSTRATED AND ANNOYED. 
I've been staying in contact with many of the guys I've met to rio and Santo domingo. Occasionally sending money to the guys because I know the situation in their country is really messed up for them right now. 
In March, I was assigned to work from home and let me tell you, I FUCKING LOVE IT. I still missed traveling to get some of the best dick on the planet and Occasionally complained to my husband because I'm in contant need of a good deep pounding from time to time.
He told me to find someone on line, but I couldn't see myself paying $250 -$300 an hour for a fuck that MIGHT OR MIGHT NOT BE WORTH THE TIME OR MY HARD EARNED MONEY.
Manny, was texting me throughout pandemic asking when we were returning. I told manny we wouldn't return until 2021 because we were just so afraid of airports, planes and covid. 
Actually  the only reason I took the trip is because I noticed a lot of my friends were still traveling via plane and taking vacations. 
Another reason was because I joined these 2 STRAIGHT MEN'S FB PAGES. Blackmantravel and Blackmentravel. The guys on those pages travel to the DR,  RIO, COLUMBIA and fuck like rabbits.
I mean you should see some of the post them have on the pages. Its very sexual, turned me on and made me change my mind about getting back to traveling for some unadulterated good sex.
Manny was the other reason I gave in to getting back to traveling. 
I'm working at home and the whatsapp indicator sounds. Its manny and I see a pic is attached. I open the pic and the most beautiful guy I've ever seen is naked with a HUGE HARD DICK in the photo.
The verbiage in the message reads, LOOK WHAT I GOT WAITING FOR YOU!!! At first I thought he was joking and asked ARE YOU SERIOUS?
He replied YES and I immediately send the pic to my husband.  My husband replies and wants to know who the guy was. I told him a new guy from manny.  
A few minutes later manny starts sending pic after pic after pic of guys. I asked who the guys were and he replies, THESE ARE ALL THE NEW GUYS I HAVE FOR YOU. 
I was like FUCKKKKKKK THIS WERE GOING TO SANTO DOMINGO IN 2 WEEKS. 
Because it was just a weekend trip, we both packed the morning of and headed to FLL. We knew all about the curfew and downloaded tons of movies to watch so we wouldn't be bored. 
When we landed, I gave manny the address and told him to drop the guy from the first pic to the apartment. After seeing his pic, I nicknamed him ANACONDA. 
This guy is AMAZING. SO fucking handsome, tall, very well built and extremely hung. I didn't know how tall he was until we stood side by side and it turned me on even more. What a Greek God this guy is.
Manny told him i loved having my nipppes sucked and like to be pounded and he didn't disappoint. This guy walked into the apartment like an angel, but fucked me like the BIGGEST SINNER ON the planet. It was amazing as you can see from the videos. 
We fucked on the table, the terrace, In the window, the bed, shower and I enjoyed every long thick inch and every nasty pounding second of his dick In me. 
I didn't even have time to spend with a few of my other favorites because of all the new dick manny introduced me to. These guys are eager to please. 
Tonight is Saturday and our last night here. He texted a few hours ago and asked could he come back in the morning before we leave.
With all the dick and pounding I've had over the last 48 hours, I wasn't going to fuck anymore, but decided to see him 1st thing tomorrow morning because he's just so sexy and makes my body and  hole feel so good.
If you come to the DR now there is a curfew. El conde is not what it was before covid. You Dont have guys cruising in front of pacos or walking up and down the strip selling sex. 
A lot of the shops are shut down, jacked and grindr are dead and cherry picking sexy guys in the various squares in town is non existent. 
If you come and need guys (I know I've said it before and to this day, I've never been disappointed) reach out to manny. I asked manny how he meets these sexy ass young men and he tells me he travels and talks to a lot of ppl. A lot of  the guys go to bed hungry, can't afford rent and can't find jobs so they use their bodies and huge tools to scrape by.
If you decide to come to SD make sure you bring puzzles, movies or work to do because the curfew on the weekends begins at 7 p.m.  and you will need something to do to bide your time til the next morning.
We will surely be back soon. Just like in America, you have to wear masks and the restaurants give you hand sanitizer when you walk in and in every establishment you have to social distance. They also take your temperature when you arrive in the airport. 
All in all it has been a great weekend trip. We wore our masks around town and when having sex with the guys.  The price we paid for each guy was $2000-$2500RD. HE WAS hot at hell here this weekend. The weather and the smoking hot guys.
Hope you enjoy the videos.  Stay safe, guys!!!





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Something I do every time i visit the saunas. It may be modesty being a self-concious fat child, or my preference being clothed when hanging out drinking with friends, and it has nothing to do with preventing COVID. Different saunas have different preferences regarding this too. I remember only one sauna i've been to in Brazil - that's Sauna Olimpo in Belo Horizonte- where they asked me to change into a towel during my first time, but generally all the RJ and SP saunas allow you to stay clothed.
I'm stereotypical in some ways, but my horniness level probably is atypical of my "race".
If you're worried about it, simply don't go for now. Brazi will still be here (hopefully), when there is a vaccine. The news is full of stories of them trying (and struggling with) the COVID vaccine Coronavac, so at least they are doing something.
As with having a travel buddy, its the best of both worlds, especially if you like haivng someone there to talk to in between sauna trips. But it is better with someone you dont have any commitments with, and that is usually my downfall, as my travel companions tend to also be BFs, who have the legendary Brazilian jealousy. 
i saw Patrick yes. He is doing well. 
No programas for 1.5 weeks! And everyday going to saunas! Yes, I have self control! 
Thanks for the wonderful feedback. My posts are a slog for sure, but with so many things to cover, it is impossible for me to have short posts anymore. hope that is not a deterrent.
Paulo is very charismatic, and coupled with his looks, body and cock, does well in saunas. But the number one thing he had going for him was that he was new meat, and clients have not seen him before, so he was in high demand the first few nights he was in a new sauna. No doubt, there were other hot guys in the premises, but they probably have worn out their welcome (sadly).
 

If you do decide to go, whether alone or with a travel companion, but especially alone under your circumstances, I would recommend a gay tour guide. Fernando Bingre is the best one in the Bahia. He’s all over social media under that name and Bahia Tour Guide or Gay Tour Guide. He has plenty of international tourist clients from all over the world.

Be aware that this insurance most likely is not evacuation insurance which is usually a separate policy. I got evacuated out of Brazil once after an accident there and it was great insurance to have. Most evacuation policies specifically state that they will not evacuate you if you actively have Covid however--so if you get sick and require hospitalization you would be stuck in a Brazilian hospital until no longer infectious.

Agreed that is would be wise to purchase travel insurance covering primary medical with medical evacuation including COVID19 when traveling to Brazil.  The high incidence rate alone, which is is understated, and the fact of that you don't want to be dealing with hospitals in Brazil if you have complications.  It will cost less than $50 for 2-3 weeks of coverage, which is inexpensive in my opinion.

considering their high number of cases, still safe bet to buy, just in case....

Numazu, god I love your updates!! They truly are magnificent.

The B Word: Rio de Janeiro Edition – Life in the Fast Lane
When one gets close to a person who sells his body for a living, especially one that when you get to know them more, you find wonderful and charming, you wonder why they have chosen to be in this godforsaken profession in the first place. On the flipside, the longer you spend time with them, the more you notice the seams in their once-polished veneer. A Garoto de Programa’s life isn’t all it is cracked up to be, I have come to realize. He is largely polite, and keeps all the associated angst on the downlow, but he’d slip up once in a while, telling me how tedious certain customers are sometimes, even pointing them out in the sauna and telling me the perversions he is asked to perform. The majority of the clients hire him for his look (masculine, muscles, big cock), and largely expects him to be the alpha male that he is, but some ask for more, and it ranges from the dirty (pee and shit play) to the down right bizaare (beating a client up).
So I ask him why he is in this profession. I’d imagine it’ll fuck anyone up in the head, if one gets to do this for too long. He says that he is still relatively young at 25, and wants to take advantage of his youth, looks, and energy, to get paid way more than the Brazilian salario minimo. He says he’ll give this another year or two, to save up enough money to do something else. He says that not all are blessed with his gifts, so he is going to strike now while the iron is still hot.
Taking him to Rio was an interesting proposition for him. He was content with making the rounds in the saunas of Northeastern Brazil, not staying too long in one city and making sure he does not overstay his welcome and become “one of those sad GPs who blended in with the décor” as he put it. It was a good strategy, and the costs to live in the NE are significantly less than the mighty Sao Paulo and Rio. But my offer was definitely tempting for him. He was a big fish in the NE pond. How will he fare in the way more competitive scenes in Rio and SP?
Upon arriving in Rio, I came to discover exciting this trip was for him. I didn’t really realize that I was taking a newcomer to this city, and when I saw the wonder in this eyes, it made me excited to show a newbie a city that I have come to love. Granted, this is in the age of COVID, so it is a muted version of the city, but still, it was a big deal for him to get to this point, as attested by the hundreds of photos he began taking of himself, the city, and me, to remember the occasion.
So I showed him the greatest hits of Rio, mainly: Christ the Redeemer, of course. The attraction reopened last August, and there is reduced occupancy in the train going up the Corcovado, and some degree of mask wearing while up there. We took the time to do those cliché photos that everyone takes with the arms outstretched. Paulo had an enjoyable time taking the perfect photo to remember the occasion. We also went to Copacabana and Ipanema beaches, and of course I made sure I took as many photos of him in his tiny speedo. It looked like he already belonged here for sure. And a trip here wouldn’t be complete for me without going to the Xodozin quiosque, where we ordered a surprisingly good pork ribs:

But of course, the main attraction of this trip was going to the saunas, and after taking a night off on our first night here just hitting some of the bars in Copa, we decided to devote the next three nights to check out the saunas. We had three to choose from now, and Paulo will have a good idea of where he stacked up versus the other boys in the saunas. I really wanted him to earn the money he needs, as it was now clear to me that he was not seeking any money from me, per se. He fell into the “boys who need only a vacation” category of long timers for me. He was content on spending time in nicer confines with me, and being fed regularly, and seeing the sites. And as I can attest, he seemed more than content in the sexual department with me as well. I can see why his temperament, and his body, is uniquely prepared to be a GP: he was always hard, ready, and passionate, even when I didn’t need him to be. At the times that I didn’t need him to be, but he was, he didn’t have a hard time getting me there with him. Le sigh.
Our first sauna night stop was the uneven Point 202. The young guy in reception is used to seeing me, of course, but Paulo was a new face. Paulo explained to him that he wanted to work here. The reception guy asked him for his documentos, and then took his face photo with the webcam, and then called on Junior, the owner of Point 202, for an “interview”. I guess one had to rule out any crazies working in the premises. It was a surprisingly entertaining interview. After the requisite questions about past experiences in saunas and what not, the conversation turned into Junior and Paulo launching into comparisons between how it is done in the Northeast, and how it is here, in the bigger RJ (and SP). Junior was busy checking out Paulo through the process (though I am sure at this point, after years and years in this industry, Junior is unfazed by such beauty darkening his doorstep), but still, I think Paulo’s obvious advantages in the beauty department are outmatched by his even more superior charm and charisma, and this was something that Junior, or anyone, would be drawn to more.
Junior was very respectful too, as he obviously knew that we were a couple, and he did not want to piss off the very loyal customer in me.  I think this was the most I have ever talked to him, in all the years I have been to this place.
Paulo was prepared too (or I gave him pointers). He was wearing his best underwear, he was significantly jacked after two workout sessions today (one at the AirBNB gym, another at the outdoor monkey bars in Copacapabana), and he has cut his hair and beard himself (with an ancient electric razor he brought with him). He also told me to not kiss him in public until he was satisfied with the haul he got tonight, as clients tend to get jealous. He was in the right headspace.  I was less prepared, as GPs of programas past came swarming towards me, giving me non-COVID preventive hugs and pecks on the cheek, which made Paulo a bit embarrassed. “God damn. You sure get around,” Paulo whispers in my ear. I detected a hint of jealousy in his voice. I assured him that this was all in the past, as I will not do any programas ever again, and I am here to support his work.
Which was true, I wanted him to be successful with catching clients. But I really was not prepared, AT ALL, at what transpired next. Of course he would be popular. He was fresh meat. No sooner as I sat down with my drink, he would be swept away by the oncoming client tide. He got his first programa soon after, and 20 minutes later he was back, his body wrapped up in a towel, glistening from the previous shower, as he stretched out a hand towards me. I meet it with my own hand. He squeezes my hand, and hands me money. I count it. 200 reais. Not bad for a first programa. I put it in my wallet.
As the night wore on, he would go to me two more times, handing me more money.  I must admit I was getting jealous of the attention he was getting. But I tried to put my mind on other things. Tried. There were 3 strippers that night, and each and everyone of them came to me to do their “I need help putting my underwear back on while my erect penis accidentally brushes your face” number. Maybe they knew I needed the distraction. On any other night I would be thrilled with such delights, but again my mind was on THAT guy.

It was 9:30 PM. Paulo reemerges, giving me money for the last time tonight. He said he was tired, and was done, no matter who else wanted him tonight. I was relieved. He kisses me in front of everyone. That’s more like it. He goes to the lockers to put on clothes, I am assuming to match me, as I was still in street clothes. He goes back to my side and he asks how much he got tonight. “850 reais” I tell him. His tired face breaks out into a smile. He tells me to guard his money for him. I tell him it’s all his. He orders drinks, he leans on my shoulder.
As we enjoy the rest of the night, he tells me about his programas, and discreetly points out some of the clients he has worked with, among the crowd who was still there, drinking the night away. He tells me he has not kissed any of them, and has not cum, even if he was offered more money, because he wanted to respect me. I tell him he didn’t have to do that. He said he wanted to do it. He would tell me more about his programas in the following days, and to me this was all fascinating stuff.
As usual, we would be the last people in the sauna to leave. As we leave, Junior walks up to us, asking him “Gostou?” did he like his experience here. Paulo assured him he did. Junior asked if he would come back tomorrow, and Paulo was candid, saying that he wanted to check out the other saunas in Rio to get a better sense of how everything stood. Junior of course gave him a rundown of all the other saunas, while saying that his sauna was head and shoulders above those other two.  Which was understandable.
As we decompress back at the apartment, and waiting for our sushi Uber Eats order, Paulo tells me that while he easily got double tonight what he usually gets in the Northeast, and could get way more if he wanted to, he says that the clients were a bit more demanding than what he was used to. He then says that Rio, though charming and amazing, was not a city he would want to live in. No doubt that the cost of living here was way more than what he is used to. He also commented that there was more drug use with the boys here than in the NE, and some boys were just working to score money for more drugs. I tell him that’s the reason why a lot of people go here. Its not just the boys.
And he was a man of his word. He was all fucked out of course, because that's all the clients wanted out of him, is to be impaled by him, but he came for me, and immediately after, fell asleep, with his cum, and mine, still dripping from his torso. Poor guy. Must be tuckered out.
We would check out Clube 117 the next night, but it was a mistake. For one, we got there a bit later (7:30 PM) and the place was a ghost town.
 
There was only a total of 4 clients in the premises, and possibly 7 boys. Paulo didn’t even bother changing into a towel. It was clearly a bust night. I offered to get us back to 202 to see if we can get clients for him. He said no, and just wanted a drink with me in 117. So we did. There was a show though, mercifully. The drag queen was quite good and had a good banter with Paulo. And I must say, it was the first time I’ve seen him live and in person, but the Gogo boy blonde (dyed?) and blue-eyed Lohran Paixao is always nice to look at on Instagram, but simply much more stunning in person.  Nice cock too. Though Paulo did not appreciate that Lohran asked me if I wanted the “put the underwear on me…” number with him. Still very territorial.

The final night was us going back to 202, since I told him Lions was not exactly going to be his cup of tea, since the customers will want him to sit with them for drinks, and Paulo just wanted to do programas, and then sit with me, afterwards. And Paulo was not prepared this time. As we get to 202, he said that he has had his Rio fill, and with his haul of 850 reais last time, did not want to work tonight. He was probably looking ahead to Sao Paulo, and Espaco Lagoa, because we leave for SP tomorrow. So we just enjoy our time in 202. Getting stinking drunk, getting the 411 on the scene from other boys, as well as a good hour-long conversation with Junior, and his son, who turns out to be the receptionist guy as well, after the sauna was closed. Very interesting insights for sure. Worth another post but I won’t bother this time.
Rio was good to us, and Rio clients were good to Paulo. But Paulo said that he doesn’t see himself working, or living here. He was a country boy, and while his conversations with Junior and the other boys have given him insight on how it is to make a living here, he had the impression that most of the people who work and live here are here to also spend a lot of money here. Because it is Rio, and Rio takes more than it gives (I should know). Paulo said that he was done with partying, and womanizing, and doing drugs. He said was ready for an exit strategy from this life, and he is just about ready to leave it. Rio’s charms will just get in the way.
Was I the exit strategy? I hope not.
So next, Sao Paulo, with Paulo.

Hello Numazu1....
“I usually stay clothed”
Is this something you do every time you visit the saunas.....or just in the time of COVID.
Thanks. 

The B Word: Recife Edition – Por Amor
So when one door closes, another opens. And it looks like its open wide.
I was in Recife once before, last year, and chronicled in this thread.  I’ve always thought the city was nice enough, with nice beaches, a decent sauna scene, and lots of choices for paid and free online encounters, but I’ve always thought of it as at the lower tier of the pack, behind the choices in Rio, Salvador, and even in Sao Paulo (and its beaches in the south coast). But I must say in this trip, so far, Recife has been a revelation. And it might be because of THIS guy.
So I went through the motions with the two GPs I hired to spend a day with me, distracted by the events the night before. After paying them 500 each (for a midnight to 5 PM stay with me, featuring three sex events, a visit to the gym, and quick trip to the beach), and bidding them farewell, all the while thinking about the guy I met yesterday. When I got on the plane from Rio to Recife, I was intent on firing on all cylinders: being aggressive on hiring on garotocomlocal.com, the saunas in the area, as well as trying to get stuff off of Grindr. And yet here I was, hurriedly clearing my calendar for this ONE guy.
So I decide to head over to Termas Boa Vista in a bit, after my usual coffee at a shopping mall. I stop by Shopping Riomar, which was on the way to Boa Vista, the bairro that the sauna was in. While enjoying my coffee, and people watching, I get a Whatsapp text from lover boy: “Hey, where are you?” “I am at the shopping having coffee.” “Are you still coming.” “Of course. I can’t wait to see you.” “Good, I’ll see you here baby.” He used the English word baby. A cute term of endearment that he likes, and from this moment on we call each other, apparently.
I check the time, it was 7:00 PM. I didn’t realize it was this late. The sauna at this point still closed early at 10 PM, so I’d better hoof it if I was ever going to have any fun there. 15 minutes later, via an efficient Uber, I was at the sauna. I get my locker key and towel and flip flops. From reception, I open the glass door to the lockers and I immediately bump into THAT guy. Let’s call him Paulo. He was in a towel, glistening from a recent shower, making his muscles all the more cut and noticeable. He certainly knew how to sell it. He had an intent look on his face, looking on his phone, texting. I peer over his shoulder and he turns to me. His serious face turns into a big smile. “I was just texting you!” he says, flashing his phone at me. Indeed, I see my Whatsapp convo on his phone, with a half-finished “Are you...”. He gives me a hug. A light kiss. I feel his penis press on my tummy under his towel. This was good.
“Where’s your locker?” he asks. I give my key to him. He leads me to my locker. He sees me shove all my stuff in and lock my locker. “Aren’t you changing into your towel?” “I usually stay clothed. Why?” “Oh no. You have to be in a towel. We are going to the sauna to have fun!” I make a face. I am not used to cavort around in a towel. But to fit in, and to see where this night goes, I give in. “Com cueca ou sem cueca?” I asked him if its better with or with underwear. “Without, of course!” and then takes his towel off to flash me his swinging dick. Alright, I am sold, no underwear is definitely better.
We hang out at the bar first to get some drinks (he shares my love of Caiprinhas). And then what followed was just nice conversation while drinking. I asked him how work was tonight. He said it was a good night, even better for a Saturday night, his busiest night. I asked him how many clients he got. He said he got 4 already, and said that he arrived early so he can get work out of the way, because he knew I was coming, and wanted to be free for us to enjoy the night. I told him if there was a high paying client that wanted him while with me, he can go to him. He told me no, of course not. He is done with work tonight, and just wanted to hang out with me.
We are heading into grey area territory here. I haven’t actually asked him how much I needed to pay him for his time with me, or at all. Though at this point I didn’t want to spoil the night with such talk. I’m just going with it to see what happens.
Another caipirinha later, we were looser and laughing more, and more touchy-feely with each other. He says that it is time for us to go to the dry sauna to “get the alcohol out of our pores.” We get there and it was super dark, and he had to help me navigate to a free spot where we could sit. There were some guys just sitting there, maybe also “getting the alcohol out of their pores.” And some were feeling up other guys under their towels. Paulo and I do some small talk, and all of a sudden, he gives me a wet kiss and we were off to the races. He guides my hand under his towel, to find his large erection begging for attention. It was the first time I have discovered his full “strength” and it was astonishingly girthy and long. Though I could not see in the sauna too well, my hand definitely knew how big it was for sure.
As I stroke him some more, he whispers “Try not to reveal my dick out of my towel. I don’t want the clients to see it for free.” I laugh at the thought of it. I guess he was not like those boys in Rio who give clients a free viewing of their jewels. Which was understandable. I’d gladly pay him to see it. He scoops me up so I was sitting on his lap, as we continue to kiss. He somehow navigates his erect penis close to my ass. It was wild to play like this in public, albeit in a dimly-lit sauna. I never ever would do this. But here I was, totally enjoying the moment.  I looked around, and saw almost everyone was looking, some stroking their dicks, at the sight. He picks me up and sets me down. “Let’s get out of here,” he says. We shower the sweat off at the public shower. Another thing I don’t do, but his confidence mde me forget about modesty, or anything else, in the sauna.
We get back to the bar to order another drink. “I’ve never done that before.” What have you never done before? “I’ve never tried anything like that in the sauna. But it was nice. I also never kiss anyone publicly here. Let alone clients.” “You could have fooled me. You like kissing!” “The clients probably hate me now. I don’t like kissing clients, and yet here I am doing it a lot!” We both laugh. I found it hard to believe that he didn’t kiss clients. Maybe it was just a line to endear him to me further. I press him about it. “I mean, when the client tries to kiss me, I barely kiss back, or I navigate them to my neck, or I kiss them like this.” And he tries his client kiss on me. He purses his lips, and tries to kiss me with them. “This is not good!” I tell him, laughing. He makes it up with a throat exposing kiss. That was more like it.
OK, maybe he was drunk. He does love kissing in public though, whatever he just said. We go to the video rooms where one room was showing gay porn, and another, straight. He leads me to the straight room and we find seating in the very back. He then exposes his hard dick to me and I see it for the first time. Wowzah, that was a beautiful cock. Worth the price of admission, however much it was. He kisses me, navigates my hand to his cock, and barely looked at the video in front of us. Some guys came in the once empty room to see what was going on. When one gets too close to us, he hides his cock. He was protecting his goods, and I understand. When we are left alone, we do have fun again. It was an interesting dance.
Time flew by too fast, and pretty soon we were the only ones left in the sauna, with our cycle of drinking, kissing, and hanky-panky. But we haven’t had full on sex yet. Which hardly mattered to me at this point. We finally get kicked out, and as we put back our clothes (boo), he asks me what were my plans tonight. I told him I just wanted to spend time with him, so he asks if we could spend time in my apartment. Taking the same taxi guy we got last night, we were at my apartment in a jiffy.
The taxi guy had his fare meter on, and I clearly knew how much the trip was going to be. I had no such meter on with Paulo, which had me worried a little bit how much this is going to cost me.
“Are you hungry,” I ask him. 35 minutes later we have our pizza orders arrive. Over the meal, we talk about his life as a GP. He has been doing it for 2 years. He has only sold his wares in the Northeast, having been to the saunas here in Recife, Fortaleza, and Salvador. He tells me that 100 reais is his minimum, and said most clients give him more. I told him that with his handsomely-unique face, his totally stacked body, and giant dick, he can earn considerably more in Sao Paulo or Rio. He said he was never been to those cities, to visit or to work. I asked if he wanted to try. He said of course. I proposed to him a plan: we can try to go to Rio and Sao Paulo this week, and he can try to work there.
As we retire to the bed, he seemed to like the idea, but worried that since I was with him, that he didn’t want to work too much. He said he’d rather spend time with me. “But you have to earn money. You probably need it, that’s why you are a GP right?” I tell him, trying to open up the subject of cost again, to see if he will finally tell me how much all this is going to cost. “I have been here in Recife visiting for 2 weeks now. It has been a good 2 weeks. I am new meat. I am fine with money. I can pay for my bills this month. Don’t worry please,” in a rare display of seriousness. Fine, he is still not going to tell me the cost. So I look at my calendar. We can try to do 3 days in Rio first, and then 3 days in SP. He seems excited about the prospect.
So maybe this was the payment. Me taking him to SP and RJ, as well as the food etc. I was not too worried. The air tickets were still in pandemic-pricing, and it might be fun to see this dynamic play out. As I was researching the fares on my phone, I see him doze off. It was almost 2 AM. He has just worked today, with 4 clients, and then had to deal with me. He must be so tired. We still didn’t have sex, the GP and the client, and this was our second night together, which is weird right?  But this didn’t matter to me at this point. I brush my teeth, turn the lights out, and get into bed with him. He moves to my side and spoons me. I was out like a light…
… and hours later get woken up by him playing with my ass and nipples. He sees me open my eyes. “Good morning baby,” he says. He then pokes me with his dick, from behind. He was super hard. “I hope you want this.” I got really woken up by the sight. Holy moses was he hot. He had my condoms and lube from the bathroom now by the side table. He definitely wanted it. So after some foreplay, he had his way with me. I never really got used to the size, the sight of him sweaty and kissing me. It was huge but I soldiered on. I wanted him to have fun. It was painful, but I tried to not show it. It was hot tho, and after some exertions he pulled out and took out the condom. “I want to cum,” he said. “I usually don’t cum on days I work. I am not working today right?” I tell him he can cum. “Cum with me. It only counts if we do it together.” So I try my best. My ass still was in pain. He kisses me to help. I got there eventually. He cums on my face. He kisses me and then gets me a towel to clean up.
Since we were getting on a plane tomorrow, Paulo noted that he needed to get “real” tennis shoes for the flights, since he only took flip flops with him to his Recife trip. I offered to buy him the shoes at the mall, but he said that was an unnecessary expense, and he would rather get his shoes online (on Facebook!) via this site, which was much cheaper:

Indeed, the shoes were 60-80 reais ($12-$17) but were obviously fakes, but he wanted to get them, and even got me a pair of the fake Nikes. I appreciated the gift, and wore the pair the whole time we were together, but in reality I was not keen on wearing these. Things one does for love.
And we had to meet the seller at the main train station in Recife, which in itself was a sketchy thing to do, but it was all safe-ish and uneventful, and after waiting for 15 minutes at the station:

we got the two pairs of shoes:

Even if Paulo wanted to take a break from working today, he still wanted to go the sauna tonight, for two things, according to him: (1) it was “por amor” night on Sundays, i.e., there were a lot of gay guys who go on Sundays to have sex with other gay guys for free, among the usual client-boy dynamic, and wanted to, for once, be there on a Sunday without having to work, and (2) he wanted to make the working boys hate him, showing that he can go to the sauna for pleasure, with his baby (his words), and not have to work. That sounded surprisingly vindicitve but whatever floated his boat. He didnt live in Recife anyway I guess.
I mean, I was OK with that. He can show me off all he wants. But it begged the question: was he gay? I asked him, and he laughed, almost embarrassed, while we were having drinks in Pina Beach waiting for the sunset:

He swore he was as straight as anyone else, and even lent me his phone, with the photo gallery open. I scrolled through. All I saw were picture after picture of naked women, in various states of undress, and close ups of their anatomy. He showed me his Tinder messages, all to women. “I never get hard thinking of a man, and I’ve only dated women.” I followed up, saying that he was always hard in the time we were together. “You’re different. You’re my buddy.” He said. I didn’t know what that meant, but I let the subject go for now, and we have time to dive into this as the week together unfolded (and we would).
Later at the sauna was a revalation. Goodbye COVID. The sauna was packed, with dance music blaring everywhere, and gay guys of all sizes, from the hotties to the twinks to the regular guys, everyone seemed to be there, having a good time. “All nightclubs are still closed in Recife,” Paulo explained, “so this is the next best thing, for now.” Indeed, there were lines to get drinks, and a lot of cruising was going on:

And we did our part for the “por amor” part. From the bar, the sauna, to even the stage area, we made a good impression of a couple in love, kissing, being close, as just having a good time:

This hybrid boy sauna/gay cruising sauna was new to me, and I must admit, this is the most fun I’ve ever had in any sauna confines in Brazil. A big part of this for sure was the sauna itself, Termas Boa Vista, and the city of Recife, for having a venue that was as fun and as free as I’ve ever seen anywhere, COVID or not. But of course, the real reason I was having fun was because I was with THIS guy. I never even missed the fact that I was missing out on the great slate of guys available to be paid, or the free action that was to be had everywhere else. Paulo was enough, sometimes even too much, at times.
We had some skirmishes with other guys who hated the amount of PDA we’ve been having. Neither of us cared. I wonder how this would change Paulo reputation in the sauna. Will this hurt him, or help him get more customers when he is ready to sell himself again? I got my answer to that 3 weeks from today.
So next, my BF the GP, and I, heading to Rio.

Great post. Lengthy but not boring at all. I especially enjoyed your story on Barcelona. I was there in January just before the covid pandemic.

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This sauna very recently changed its named from Termas Olympus (maybe because of new ownership or new management), which has been around for years. Believe it or not, it has actually gone through a renovation / visual improvement, but in terms of garotos, it’s always been very hit or miss. And every time you go there, the staff will tell you that it just happens to be slow at that time, but it is better later or on another night. Unsurprisingly, it never gets much better!  But it sometimes on rare occasions can offer a good diversion, if you happen to be in the area (Tuiuti).
This is most likely due to the COVID pandemic. Sauna Fox is usually busier and just as if not more lively than Clube 11, and that was the case during my last visit last year. Because they are on opposite ends of the peninsula, the two saunas tend to get two different neighborhoods of garotos and clients. I rarely see the same garotos at both 11 and Fox.
But then again, in Salvador as in all parts of the Bahia and Northeast Brazil, the economy is comparably worse and businesses can often change or close at the drop of a hat. A few years ago, there was a sauna called Persona 12 that had the most beautiful men from the region. A year later, it was dead. A year later, it was closed. Same thing with many neighborhood gay clubs, bars and restaurants. During the pandemic, I’d expect this to worsen.
As another black person in the USA who discovered for himself the beauty, history and kinship of Salvador and the Bahia over a decade ago (it was the first place in Brazil I ever visited) beyond just the sex tourism, I am genuinely very glad to read this part of your report. You’ve learned for yourself why an increasing number of black Americans (and just from the American South) have fallen in love with Salvador da Bahia and either are moving there permanently or consider it their second home. Salvador is actually the most African place in the world outside of the continent of Africa, and people of African descent from all over the world feel spiritually connected to the city, the Bahian state and its inhabitants. And yes, there ARE definitely things you can learn and experience there as a black person that non-black folks just won’t be able to even if they try to co-opt or colonize. I would move there in a heartbeat if there were work for me in my field (there is not much at all, unfortunately). 
Liberdade is an amazing comunidade (favela). If you’re invited by a favela resident, you can be welcomed into their parties and even their homes with open arms. What Salvador lacks in public LGBTQ bars and parties, it makes up for in comunidade and favela watering holes, parties and gatherings. 

Also, from the comments, I would not assume the guys are even there in the saunas. They seem fairly empty. Being a sauna boy entails having intimacy with many different people and is almost a certain infection if susceptible to infection. Having covid in Brazil is much more deadly, even if just for friends and relatives of the young, than in the US. As poor as many of these guys are, it seems most are curtailing dangerous activity like saunas as much as possible.  

Not until there'a a vaccine or I know I have immunity otherwise. I'm not headed anywhere the hospitals and medical care are worse than here until then. Much of western Europe or Canada maybe when travel starts. Until then Florida's wide open and fine for sex in the sun. 

I'm not going anywhere until its safe, except local stuff that I can stay socially distanced the whole journey and at the destination. The guys, by definition, are getting very intimate with lots of people repeatedly. That doesn't strike me as someone I want to get close to. The reality of it would probably be a major boner killer for me.
Perhaps I carry too many memories of the worst of the AIDS holocaust. 
Porn it is, for now.
 

Thanks for the report! Waiting anxious for the update in Salvador scene! 

I have a little free time, so I’ll say a little about my adventures so far before I forget.  I arrived in São Paulo on the 16th and stayed until the 21st.
This trip was my first time at SP, and it’s very different than Rio.  It’s a massive concrete jungle where the closest beach is an hour away.
On my first day, I linked with @brockmiller, who is now my Brazilian travel BFF! We turned Lagao out every night!! We are both very friendly and welcoming people and not to mention massive sluts.  Shoutout to everyone else who we hung out with or meet from BT! I don’t remember your user names, and I don’t want to say your real names here, but you all know who you are! 

Lagoa was decently busy every night and very busy on the weekend. The guys were prob 30% European white, 50% light mix, and 20% darker-skinned mixed. If the European look is your thing, then Lagao is the only sauna I’ve seen that would satisfy. The building was mostly open, everyone was naked, and no one except the building staff wore a mask. Only the actual wet sauna was closed. All other parts of the sauna were open.
I enjoyed myself at Lagao, but it is expensive. I prob spent more than twice the amount I spent here in Salvador. But I did find out I was overpaying for programs.  I was paying 400 for overnight and 200 for a regular program. A middle-aged black Paulista told me and @brockmillerthat there is NO REASON we should spend that amount for a program. In his words; we were too young and beautiful ever to pay that amount. He said at the very most, 250 for overnight and 100 for a program in SP.
When I asked him about Salvador, he said 50 for the regular program and 150 for overnight. I’m here to report he was right! I have not been turned down for a single program using his rates. 
 Being honest, I hooked up with many guys while in SP, and I only remember a few.  Two intensely dark-skinned guys we will call Casa and Diego. Both vers and both 5star yep reviews. All others were forgettable or didn’t stand out from the pack.
After São Paulo, Brock and I went to Rio, where the party continued. Rio was Rio... some good, some bad as always. 202 had a fair amount of guys working.  Some new faces and many old faces had not returned. 117 was damn near empty, and none of the guys were to my liking.  I only had one new guy in Rio, and that’s because @brockmillerforced me to have sex with him.
In Rio, I had a few favs who entertained me for most of my stay.  In particular, a 6’5 deeply dark guy who has done some porn had been working out heavily during COVID and had a nice new buff body. I enjoyed his new body and WAP for a few days.
On a side note, one thing I don’t like as much about Rio is that many of the black guys only top. In SP, all of the black guys I was with except two were vers, and many here in Salvador are also vers.  Maybe I’m not doing something right, but I know a few black guys who work at 202 who’s asses are calling to be fucked. 
 
I will tell you about my adventures in Salvador once I have a moment. Salvador is magical is so many different ways! 
I hope my spacing allows everyone an easy read this time.