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Saturday, I had the best sauna experience to date. (Mind you, I haven’t had that many: 5 in Brazil, 1 in Barcelona, and about 5 in SE Asian massage places.) I entered 117 at 7:30. I had hardly started undressing in the locker room, when Audre came up behind me, kissing, hands roaming over me, helping me out of my shirt, nipple teasing, etc. Then he playfullly slapped my butt, and went on his way. Apparently he was busy with someone else, but decided just to welcome me. Nice of him, and nice to start the evening like that. (I later saw him and another garoto with an elderly gentleman, going up for a threesome I guess. And even later, there was a bit of commotion when a client took him and THREE others upstairs.) I started the rounds, enjoying the view. I think there were like 80 customers and about 40 garotos. Fernando said hi, but understood there was no future for us. Some came up to me, ususally introducing themselves through their cocks, but only one – with a really big one – was of interest to me. I told him I would perhaps search him out later (I did, but couldn’t find him). Never in my life did I imagine myself playing around with so many big cocks, and in public, and almost for free! By 8:30, no one new and interesting was making contact, so I decided for the first time to do so myself. (BTW, I noticed that most garotos initiate contact in the corridors and locker room, and much fewer in the bar and patio.) I’d prefer garotos to make the move, because it gives a (false?) feeling of ‘courtship’, and because I believe it somehow gives some kind of upper hand in the negotiations. In any case, here is what happened: 1 - I approached a garoto who was standing at the main junction (between the locker room and the stairs), wanking the biggest non-black cock I’d ever seen, protruding at 90 degrees, in a non-drooping manner which I hate. At that point of hunting, this feature overcame two other disadvantges he had: a pocked (though handsome) face and teeth braces. However, when he quoted 100 Reales and I said that was too much, he very politely broke off the negotiations(?). Apparently some of them can allow themselves such a pricing policy, though I’d better understand if it looked as if he were much more saught after. 2 - A passable guy came up to me, promising the world for 70-80 reales. Since he didn’t look very trustworthy, I said I’d pay 50 + a tip if he was good in bed. He claimed that 70-80 was the minimum at the sauna, so I thanked him and left. 3 - My despair growing, I went again to the wanking room. Not for the first time this evening, I overcame my inhibitions and stared shamelessly at all the blooming cocks. This time I sat down, and focused on the biggest one in the room. The guy motioned me over, said yes when I asked if I could help, and I went to work. He offerd a programa for 100. When I said it was too expensive for me, he actually laughed…or chuckled! I found this very funny, and I think his cock started to retract. In any case, he would go down only to 90, so we parted ways. 4 - I then approached a very good looking guy standing at the entrance for a long time. I had decided previously he would be only my fallback option, because he never wanks or flashes himself and I thought that those that refrain from showing off perhaps do so because they have less to show. (I turned out to be wrong in this case, and I might well be wrong in general.) We talked a bit, he sounded very nice, and promised all the body contact I wanted (kissing, licking, sucking, cuddling, etc.) for 70 Reales. We were about to seal the deal, when he suddenly said in an I-gotta-be-honest-with-you fashion that actually he doesn’t suck. So I said no thank you and left. Two minutes later I returned to him, and asked how about a programa for 50 without him sucking, and he agreed. I had decided to do so, because I believed his previously honest admission probably meant that he cares about the client and would therefore provide good service. (After all, in many cases the client finds out that promises aren’t carved in stone only after he’s already held captive in a cabine.) Boy, was I right to go with my instinct!!! At the front desk we were told we’re 5th in line for a cabine. When I asked whether that meant waiting 30 minutes, the lady laughed and said 5 minutes, which turned out to be accurate. In the meantime I brought the guy a Coke while he waited for the call. He said his name was Anderson. I asked if he knows some other working guy with the same name (meaning the much recommended Anderson in GTB), but he said no. The programa was great! He was really into body contact, in a manner which I’ve unfortunately never encoutered before. He felt strong, hot and passionate as he made out with me, following my directions and undestanding precisely what I wanted. He reacted wonderfully to my sucking (his cock was strong, long, curved leftward in a sexy way, and not too thick), writhing and moaning, complimenting me for my skill, and finally begging me to stop lest he cums. He was quite concerned about involuntary cumming in my mouth, apparently for health reasons, but asked whether I wanted him to cum on my chest. I said I didn’t want him to cum at all, because I prefer a hard cock in mouth or hand when I cum. At this point of heavenly pleasur, I really don’t know how I had the presence of mind to ask him whether I could take photos. He agreed immediately, and for the first time in my life I left a partner in the middle of sex, rushing to bring my camera from the locker. I took a couple of pictures angling to catch together both his pride erect manhood and his handsome face. Unfortunately for you, when I later asked him if he wants me to publish the photos with his email address and phone number he declined, saying the photos were only for me. Of course, I respect his wish. Sorry. I paid him his 50 Reales, adding (and explaning) one tip for the wonderful service, a second tip for allowing the photos, and a bigger third one for being honest. (Perhaps rewarding such behavior would popularize it.) He said he’ll be at the sauna again today at 6, which puts me in a conundrum: should I return for an assuredly wonderful second helping, or shall I try Meo Mundo once before I depart Rio? PS – I apologize if my posts are too long. The experienced among you probably find them repeatitive, but those unfamiliar with the sauna scene might find the details helpful in understanding how things work here. I know I did, reading posts before I came.

Third Stop – Rio – Spazio 18 Someone posted recently that Spazio was closed down for renovation. Well, it hasn’t been renovated, but it surely needs it. The place is run down, unviting, missing bulbs in cabines, and such. The only shower, with four heads, opens into a main small court opposite the bar. While I was taking a shower, one garoto came in just to take a leak into the drain! I was there on Friday, a bit after 5. There were two customers there doing nothing, and about 8 garotos. I ended up sitting at the bar, with one on each side: Rafael – short and skinny, almost a toy-boy, who has “a smile like the sun” (I managed to say that in Portugese); and Nick – a brown-black handsome fellow. Rafaelo was the first to sit with me, rather shy and uninitiative. Nick joined us five minutes later, and immediately came on to me: kissing, nipple teasing, encouraging me to help him wank, traveling with his fingers all the way from my thigh, through cock and balls to my butt. This motivated Rafael to compete on the other side, which was both great and funny. While delighting in this porno bliss, I was wondering whether I should need any programa at all… At some point I shared with them, in my slow and broken Portugese, that I have a big problem since I don’t know whom to choose without hurting the feelings of the other. Both said, very professionally, that it’s no problem and I shouldn’t worry. However, since I was taking my time - who wouldn’t in such a situation – Rafael came up with the obvious solution, which I hesitatingly adopted. Why hesitate? Because this was to be my first ever threesome! On one hand the hesitation turned out to be justified. As you all know better than I do, for this to work out everyone should be comfortable, and these two weren’t a good match. Also, it would have been better for me to conduct my first threesomes when I’m in control of the language. On the other hand, I’m certainly NOT sorry for having done it: first time for me to watch two young men go at each other; first time for me to be sucked by one guy, while sucking another. It was 7 by the time I emerged from the cabine, and nothing had changed in the sauna: no additional customers, and the garotos just lounging about. I paid each of my two, 50 Reales + 10 as a tip. Both of them immediately got dressed and left, which says something about their hopes for addional action despite the early hour. The sauna charges 30 for entrance (5 less than 117) + 15 for cabine (ditto). Given the huge difference in standards between the two saunas, Spazio should charge 50% less. I won’t be returning, but I’ll always remember it as that sleazy place where I had overcome my thereesome-virginity.

I guess I should be ashamed to admit it, but on my second night at 117 I left without a programa. There were a lot of garotos there, most of them with great bodies, but I wasn’t attracted to their faces or their demeanor. Also, I think most of them weren’t working very hard at pitching themselves, but of course I’m not experienced in reading sauna behavior. The black guy from last night – I found out his name is Fernando and he’s from Salvador – again pursued me. After enjoying him a bit, I gave him a tip and a half (explaining that it was also for last night), and said that I wasn’t interested. I might still have one with him, I just didn’t like the feeling of being monopolized. Also, there might be some kind of comeraderie between the garotos; perhaps no one offered himself to me, seeing that Fernando was already invested. Peeking a couple of times into the wanking room, I thought the scene there might be indicative of how business was going. Assuming that wanking is mainly for re-charging, attendance there should somehow correlate with number of programas conducted. Thursday it was almost empty. I attended the show at 9:00. I don’t go for such shows, so my lack of enthusiasm shouldn’t count for much. There was a drag queen hostess with 7 boys, doing the usual stuff. The crowd was rather bored, applause was tepid, and about 10 minutes before the show ended – half the audience had left. I attended only one such show at the gay Lavender hotel in Chiang Mai. The Thais are much better at this. BTW, could anyone explain why the dancers cover their means of production after stripping? It’s not as if customers would find the view objectionable…

Wednesday was my first time in 117, a pleasant and educational experience. I entered a bit after six. Two garotos, approached me in a the lockers room, but I didn’t fancy them. Most of the guys were sitting at the outside smoking patio, which is quieter than the bar with the loud music. I took a stool at the back, and at first felt lonely and abandoned, wondering where are all those handsome guys that were supposed to be flashing their wares and coming on to me “like bees to honey” (as one of you had ‘warned’ me). My general sense is that unless you’re a wham-bam sort of guy, it’s not a nice feeling to be alone in a sauna where you can’t really converse with anyone. Anyway, at some point the guys did start approaching me. The first who caught my attention was a black garoto who progressed to licking, nipple teasing, and encouraging my hand onto his blooming imprssive cock. I decided if no one better came along I’d go with him, and told him (in body-sign language) I might search him out later. Not two minutes passed, and another guy came along: nice lean body, good looking and sort of English-speaking to boot! We sat chatting and making out for quite a while; he was a real passionate kisser. I ordered drinks for us, when the black garoto re-appeared. He didn’t look happy that someone had moved in, and at first sat on my other side cuddling me. Well, there’s a heaven for you! However, after three minutes of not fitting into the chat, he gave up. At this point, Aundre (I’m sure I’m misspelling as well as mispronouncing) commenced the negotiations. He said 100, I said 50, he said 80, I said 60, we agreed on 70. Perhaps I could have held out for less, but what for? I had already decided he’d get a nice tip for spending so much time with me before the programa, as well as for just being a nice person… By the time the programa was over it was 8:30 and the place was packing. Since I was carrying no sign of “just finished a programa”, I was solicited again and again. It’s a pity there was no place left to sit down; I would have loved to get up close and personal with the gorgeous guys who came in while I was with Aundre(?). I did go to the wanking room, but unfortunately my manners got the better of me: I just felt too awkward staring at the guys, otherwise I’d stay till closing time. Later someone told me that I really shouldn’t have stared; instead, I should have gone from garoto togaroto and offered to help… Now, please excuse me for sounding like goody-two-shoes, but just a thought/question. There wsa a post a while ago, about treating garotos with respect, for example by tipping them for time and body contact invested during a ‘courthsip’ that wasn’t consumated. Before leaving, I walked around with some money in my hand (after I had paid for the programa) in order to find the black guy, but failed. If it’s acceptable to tip the ‘also rans’, how do you do it with no money on you?

Sunday I headed to Curitiba. I was supposed to fly via SP, and some of you cautioned me against trying for a quickie at Lagoa during the five hours connect. Well, the question of to-quick-or-not-to-quick never arose, because at Iguacu’s airport I was pleasantly surprised by an offer to fly directly to Curitiba. (Simultaneously I was more than irritated at my agent back home, for not finding this option.) Anyway, I took the offer of course, forsaking Lagoa for at least a year. Maybe I’ll find a quantum of solace in one of Curitiba’s saunas… I came to Curitiba to meet a friend, take the jungle train (there and back) to Parana, and visit the Niemeyer museum (with the huge eye). All accomplished and enjoyed, although the train ride was less WOW than expected. On my first night I went to Sauna 520, reported as the best of the three in Curitiba. It certainly is clean, well run, with all the usual facilities (including convenient cabines with showers). There wasn’t much prowling going on, except in the dark room between the customers.There were about 20 of them (all middle aged and up), and from what I could discern – no more than 5 garotos (none of which I found really striking by Brazilian standards). I was solicited very politely by two of them: a hunk brown one – not my type, and a nice regular guy. To both I said “talvez mais tarde (maybe later)”. The second one – Walter – courted me every ten minutes in a persistent non-aggressive manner, offering a detailed description of a massage he’d give me. I finally succumbed, after making out with him a bit in the jaccuzi, confirming he understands we’re talking about more than a massage. I didn’t go into specifics with him in advance, because I had decided to hire him no matter what, given lack of altenatives. His asking price was 160 Reales, to which I said no. He immediately halved it(!); I still said no. So he offered 60 and I agreed. Walter has a nice body and an even nicer cock. His massage was good. He brought condoms with the key to the cabin, but since I don’t do anal – I told him there was no need. After he finished the massage I played with his body, but he was content to just lie down offering no active cuddling other than jerking me off. After we cleaned up, while changing in the locker room, the price dance all of a sudden repeated itself. He came up to me with a piece of paper on which he had written “massage – 60; programa – 100”. I said no, he whispered 80, again no, so he said “ok 60”. It was all done in a very discrete and polite manner, which I found quite entertaining… Enterance costs - 35, the cabin – 20, taxi each way – 10 , total: 135 Reales. From a pure sexual perspective it wasn’t worth it. However, I felt rather good with myself, because of the comfortable atmosphere in the sauna as well as with Walter. More important – I just passed my first sauna experience en Portugese – nao probleme! On the second night I went to Sauna Opiniao. It’s not very inviting: the locker room has no door, which means that everyone (including dressed up gentlemen on their way to the ground floor bar-only part were peeking in; the lights are very strong; the rooms upstairs were a bit cold; there’s no jaccuzi. All these permanent problems aside, on a Monday night at 8:30, there were only 2 customers and no garoto! I wasted 25 minutes and left, paying 27 Reales for entrance. At least this would never happen in Rio, which is where I’m headed now.

Advance warning: no sex in this segment. On Thursday, I landed in SP after a 15 hours flight. Connection service was poor, but four hours were enough time. 100 minutes later I was in Foz do Iguacu. I’ve to date visited around 35 countries around the globe, following my mother’s rule not to go to a place twice before visiting “every place” once. But there are – or should be – exceptions to every rule (including this one), and I have a short list of places I’d gladly visit again. Iguacu is at the top. I’ve been here ten years ago, but ‘only’ on the Argentinian side. In order to have direct and unfettered access to the falls, I decided to splurge and stay at the Sheraton in the Argentinian side of the NP. (The Das Cataratas hotel on the Brazilian side is more expensive and has too many bad reviews on TripAdvisor.) It was well worth it. I visited and revisited the falls from all angles on both sides, enjoying every minute of it. I love waterfalls: the water, the movement, the raw power, the purity, the mist, the changing scene; truly nature sculpting better than any human can. To top it all, Iguacu has a huge advantage on its bigger competitors – Niagra and Victoria. They might be taller, or broader or ‘volumer’, but color-wise they’re boring: white and gray and perhaps pale-blue verus Iguacu’s rich and strong and abundant green, in the background and at the midst. There are also at least three places to get up close and personal, to enjoy the spray and the shower and the power. No wonder it was voted into the new list of the Seven Wonders of the World!

Sorry guys, but now I'm a bit confused: are there garrotos and rooms for pay in all three places? Also, what are the rates? Any chance of English spoken? Thanks.

Hi Guys, I'll be in Curitiba at the beginning of March. Episevilla, could you please elaborate on the various saunas mentioned (scene, types, atmosphere, rates, etc.)? Demedici, please post you're experiences there. Thanks.

Thanks Tomcal; since I land in Rio only in the second week of March, a word from you in February would be helpful. Your post alerted me to the existence of Towerboys. Mauricio doesn't have an ad there now, but of course there are others almost as enticing. Is Towerboys reliable? What are their ("competative") rates? Thanks.

Tomcal, any way of contacting Mauricio? I don't want to miss him when I'm in Rio...

Save on the high charge from the sauna. It is a big moneymaker for them. A friend priced it out once. Also, if you want to make the sauna guy happy, give him your second towel. Thanks Ihpguy for the practical and small-details advice. With your permission, two follow-up questions: 1) What were you referring to in the first sentence above? What's "the high charge" that can be "priced out"? 2) I'd love to make a garroto happy, but how can I give him one of my two towels? First, I thought one was for wearing and the other for drying? Second, don't I have to return both when I check out? Thanks.

Hi Pauleiro; sorry to barge in. Could you please answer the questions I posted in the Europe forum re your post on Budapest. I'm on my way there... Thanks.

Hi Pauleiro, You wrote that in Oral Academy there's "a 'touch me' boy who is naked during all time and when you want you go and wank him or touch him or touch him wherever you want ... Hunk with a long very reactive cock." Sounds really exciting; I love that kind of stuff. What's to stop me (or anybody) from monopolizing him? And then you wrote that the two boys who "start sucking on stage" then go to "the middle of the patrons for being sucked or licked or touched, wherever." Does this and the 'touch me' boy happen every night or just on weekends? When does the activity start? Thanks.

Went to Hero Massage on a weekday afternoon. Found it as welcoming as described on various forums: two English-speaking proprietors who put me at ease; clean and comfortable place; fixed prices at 600 Baht for the house and 1000 tip for the boy; had a drink while viewing the boys behind the glassed pane. There were about thirty of them, most of which surprisingly did next to nothing to attract customers. I asked who was really gay, and the owner told three boys to stand; then asked who has a big cock, and again three were made to stand up. Unfortunately there was no overlap between the two threesomes, so I opted for one of the latter group. The room was spacious, with a good shower and a wide massage bed. We showered together before and after, and the massage plus the extra were between ok and good. Which brings me to my question: The boy (who really had a big cock which I enjoyed) wouldn't suck me without a condom. When I later asked one of the owners about it, he confirmed that that's the way it is. Is this really so in Hero? At other Bangkok venues? Do they really think this is necessary to avoid AIDS?

By now I'm convinced the best maps are on www.shamlessmack.wordpress.com in the "directions" link. It holds very detailed enlargements, which I found very helpful.

Went to Champa Spa around the corner from Lao Plaza Hotel. (They have a second place, operating identically, on the riverfront next to Lane Xang Hotel.) Decided to pamper myself with a two-and-a-half hour massage: Lao body; herbal; aromatic oil (which I chose from six options, a first for me). Cost: $33. Said I preferred a masseur, and was told I can either go with the one available or wait 30 minutes to check out another guy as well. Didn’t want to wait so I went with Lar: short and thin, cute rather than sexy. Took me to a room with two massage beds (actually in Laos they usually have rooms with at least four-five beds curtained), but I said I wanted a private room. We relocated with no problems. BTW, the whole setup is very clean and comfortable, big en-suite showers, relaxing music. Lar is a true professional, worked very well on my body and bothersome back, and the heat of the herbal cloths is just great for me (leaves the body with a tender tea smell). Lar also speaks English relatively well. When it was time to move to the aromatic part, I changed from the wide sort-of-pyjamas to a towel. Lar stayed dressed in his jeans and T-shirt. I asked innocently if he wasn’t taking his cloths off, but he answered: “Cannot. Door is no lock.” So that was that. However, as he was working on me his crotch casually rubbed against my fingers. Given his words of caution, I wasn’t sure how to read this and just let my fingers move around very slightly. After the ‘turn over’ he worked his way up towards my stimulated member, and gave me a nice and slow HJ. Commencing upwards, he either lost patience with my caution and/or got horny himself, and slid my hand first beneath his shirt and then into his underpants, where I found the usual small southeastern cock. As I was jerking him off to completion, he deeply fingerfucked me. I was really sorry he didn’t do that during the HJ, but at this point I was in no condition to complain. Showered (alone), nice tea, handsome tip, warm goodbyes. Highly recommended.

I visited Siem Reap for two days at the beginning of Nov., and stayed at MENs hotel. Instead of elaborating on this excellent stay, I refer you to the detailed description of the hotle at http://www.gaytingtong.com/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=179&start=25#p46678 (scroll down to a post by funtop on Sep 14). Unlike funtop, I had no luck with the gay friendly (and rentboys pick-up place) Linga Bar. Went there twice after 10 pm in midweek, but no boys there. On the othere hand, had two great massage+ at MENs. They charge $18 for a 60 minutes oil massage (the only kind on the menu). As funtops post mentions, the hotel doesnt dabble in explicit sex and apparently discourages hanky-panky with the staff. Nevertheless… The first massage by Channa was simply excellant, but the most extraordinary thing about it was that the happy part was a middle rather than an ending. After turning over, he started with the feet working north, without being asked (or even hinted at) he massaged my member to relief, and then continued slowly northward. It was more than a HJ, and melded into the massage in a very erotic and soothing manner. Being used to a disconnected HJ at the end, it was quite an arousing revelation. The second one was by Channy, who turned out to be Chunnas brother. Massage-wise he somehow managed to exceed his brothers excellant treatment, including a nipple massage/play Ive never had in my life! Unfortunately he doesnt include a release in his treatment, but my hightened stimulation overcame my manners and I asked for and received - a happy ending. BTW, theres a post in one of the forums mentioning Bodia Massage. I took a peek, but the minimum price was $24. It didnt look as if Id get there more than a HJ, so I opted to stay loyal to the proven and cheaper treatment at MENs.

Thanks Oz, as always. I guess you could understand from the tone of my question, that I was surprised by the public yanking and shocked by the non-tipping. You wrote that you've seen that in many places; unlike you I have very limited experience only in Barcelona and Bangkok, where I've never seen that. I guess the boys tolerate/encourage public yanking as 'promotions', and I must admit I find the idea 'voyeristically' hot. However, I'm too timid to do it myself. If I ever do try under appropriate circumstances, I'll tip handsomely or feel very cheap.

Hi Oz, You wrote a fortnight ago: "Also, if you are going to make out with a boy and yank on his dick for an hour, tip him. He is working. Don't be a dick!" Assuming that people tip after a cabin-session (thus there's no need for you to mention that), am I to understand that you can sit with a boy at the bar or somewhere, making out with him and yanking his dick BEFORE / WITHOUT proceeding to a cabin session? This is what I understand from your post; and if guys do that and DON'T tip, they are much worse than "dicks"!!! BTW, if there's making-out and dick-yanking going on in public, is there anything to stop anyone from "going all the way"? Thanks.

...with all the various sexy places in Bangkok?

Thanks Oz for the recommendation, but could you please elaborate a bit: prices; what's there to do between sessions; opening hours (is it true it opens 'only' after 3 pm); men masseurs (not just twinks); etc.

I want to visit/see something worthwhile that's not at the top of the tourism list (which I've already exhausted); and then spend time at a comfortable, clean and sexy place to be pampered by motivated guys (preferably not twinks).

Hi guys, On a Tuesday in mid-November I'll have a 13 hours connect (11:00-24:00) in Bangkok. I've already been there last year for a couple of days, seen the regular tourist sites, stayed at the Tarntawan in Silom and explored that small street full of gay venues nearby (don't remember the name). If possible, this time I'd like to see (site/s) and experience (gay venues) something new. Before returning at 21:00 to the airport, I'll want to end up at a place with a decent bath. Any recommendations would be appreciated. Are the places at Sukhumvit different from Silom? mid-day venues...evening ones... Thanks

If you're not to be trusted about Brazil, then who is? Unfortunately, I'll be there in mid-week. Thanks again Tomcal.

Thanks for the detailed instructions; I somehow missed that specific link. Netgay's English version reverts to Portugese when navigating away from the homepage. If "com boys" means with, and "sem boys" means without, most of the saunas - including 520 - are without. Could it really be that so many horny tourists in Brazil never venture beyond Rio and SP...