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Last year in Paris I booked a guy off Hunqz who looked a lot like what I think a Romanian gypsy looks like or should look like, and what I find attractive. Skinny as a rail and a huge dick. And turned out to be a little scary.

Oh those Venezuelans!! Went by St Moritz in Bogota yesterday and there are two Venezuelan brothers working there. Wow, once I mentioned feet, they really started working me over with their feet, hands and cocks. Depending on your tastes they are really hot, really masculine. They were rough, but not too rough. It was heaven.

I go to the Super A supermarket in my town usually about once a week, they have a great meat section with reasonable prices, but I have a sense this is not the same thing. 🤔

The most terrifying words I've ever read. 🤡🤡🤡🤡

So, so true. My first Venezuelan was a male escort in Toronto. Incredibly good masculine looks, a fantastic athletic body and regular nice guy personality. I was laying on my stomach between his legs, mouth on his dick and eyes on his face and I was so overwhelmed with happiness I started giggling, he didn't like that, and I explained myself. He wasn't online in Toronto for long. I think foreign students there sometimes do enough escorting to get the money they need. And some even come to Canada for a short period to earn their tuition, etc for university back home.

This continues to happen relatively frequently in Canada despite police departments continually saying they're well aware of it. And it's not all whacked out drug addicts swinging axes at people as some like to portray the deaths. It's often harmless overweight men with genetic or injury related personality disorders that are reported to police as on drugs. In one Toronto incident it was a overweight man in his fifties with the mind of a 10 year old as a result of a car crash when he was a child....he was brain damaged and deaf when police mistook him for a suspect. When he couldn't hear them yelling at him they ran after him, he was frightened and ran too. They caught him, took him down on the sidewalk where he died in in handcuffs. His mother had taken him out for a walk to get ice cream. She caught up to them just in time to watch him die. It was determined to be a tragic accident. How could police know he might suffocate when he was lying face down on the sidewalk with his hands cuffed behind his back? One of the police officers responsible who saw his lips turn blue and testified at the inquest seemed oddly indifferent saying he didn't even realize the man had died until watching the news the next day. The mother said she asked one of the police officers if she could have a ride to the hospital where her son's body was being taken. He told her to call a taxi. (they do make exceptions for attractive women coming out of bars, one Toronto officer was convicted in two separate sexual assaults on women in his police vehicle.) Police in Canada are generally oblivious to their impact on innocent Canadians' lives. I think it's related to their bosses and unions telling them they're on one side and the public is on the other and all their actions are justified.

An acquaintance here in Canada who did prison time Arizona, drugs, told us it was all the pussy she could eat.

The only close to a Penthouse Forum experience I ever had was when I was staying in an apartment on a six week out of town work assignment. There was a tall lanky carpenter living across the hall and every morning I'd see him walking to work, work belt around his hips and I'd sigh with lust. One evening he saw me in the hallway and invited me in for a whiskey. We drank a lot of whiskey, to the point that I went and sat cross legged on the floor right below where he was sitting on the couch. Incredibly after a few minutes he reached a foot out to my lap.... I began stroking it and he suggested we get naked. As soon as that happened I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth... sadly he pulled away but leaned his head over to me so I rose up and put my tongue in his mouth. He pushed me away laughing.... and said he wanted to fuck me bareback and then I should fuck him. This was when HIV and AIDs were a lot more serious and I wasn't keen on the bareback... I was just trying to convince him on oral when his drunk girlfriend started pounding on the door and yelling to let her in. He told me to grab my stuff and go to the bathroom. He let her in and when they went into the living room I escaped to my apartment. The next morning I found my shirt hanging on my door. And when I saw him later that day I said, are we cool, and he said yes. But we never spoke again. I think the alcohol was enough to loosen his inhibitions, but I'd say he was mostly straight. He was so hot though, I hated his girlfriend.

While not an expert on gay British novelist/writer Quentin Crisp, he wrote that during the Second World War it wasn't difficult to find American soldiers willing to fuck him in alleys outside pubs in London when he dressed in drag. I've always thought a lot of straight men will fuck anything in the right circumstances... as I heard an elderly lady characterize men on a call-in show once, "if they can't eat it, they screw it." The look on the show host's face was delicious.

Reader's earlier post sort of answered my question... this is the type of fellow I am interested in. Older guys would be my best chance maybe.

The attractiveness level of a man goes way up for me when he has facial hair, including East Asian men. Here's a photo with the general gist of what I mean, obviously this fellow won't be working in a Thai massage place. But I'm wondering if there are places that are more likely to have guys with facial hair.

Great update... I have been wanting to return to BH, it's been 10 years, but was worried 1097 and Olimpo might be gone. Going back for sure after seeing your post. Thank you!!! I loved those skinny boys, although I think my favourite at 1097 probably used violence to get what he wanted in his life outside of the sauna. I would not have agreed to meet him anywhere else.

Personally I liked the two saunas.... one was pretty rundown and the guys tend to be on the rough side, but that's what I like. Years ago there was one GP sauna with beautiful muscle guys, but there were only a few guys there, it was like one of those expensive clothing shops with only a few pieces of clothing on display. The guy I spent a while with was completely aloof. There are some interesting towns close to there you can visit. Ouro Preto was the one that stuck out to me, it's one of the few places I've seen in Brazil with its colonial appearance still more or less intact.

Or as Billy Crystal used to say, "women need a reason to have sex, men just need a place."

I've never understood women.

Water that hot might kill you first... I'm guessing it's chemicals in hot tubs that kill the germs, but I'm only basing that on my experience in the last century working in a restaurant kitchen where the dishwasher detergent was the important part.

Google says it's Barbacoas Street and a newspaper story says specifically it's a place to find trans women who are sex workers. Although it may include all kinds of sexual services. I'm sure there are people on this site who have personal experience of what happens there.

Agree on Downtown.. I thought why has nobody ever used this in a chase scene before. And that was my biggest gripe with the movie, the lack of originality. So many over used jokes.. ie Woman: "Fuck you," Affleck: "So does that mean no." I was embarrassed for him at that point. Give us a review of Furiosa after you see it, if you can. I hate it when high expectations are crushed.

Couldn't even finish watching the newly released Matt Damon - Casey Affleck movie, The Instigators, it's that bad. But I have to say Casey Affleck at 48 is making me a lot hornier than he ever did at younger ages. Maybe it's the blue collar loser character that he plays rather than him... but I was getting that, Casey I want you so bad it hurts a little, feeling.

The Eagles were renting a house in Los Angeles and Jackson Browne was in a suite in the basement. He was helping Frey write the song and told th e story about seeing a girl driving a pickup in Flagstaff... Frey made some changes and used it in the song. After reading the night before I was driving through the area that the Winslow corner reference was completely made up, I didn't bother going into town, but stopped in the outskirts at a cafe or a great coffee and snack. I did go to the parking lot at a hot dog place in Flagstaff where Browne saw the girl driving a pickup.... albeit a Toyota.

I don't know about that. I've never been there, but the only warning on a website called Pattaya Guide is that people usually go there for sex and some sex workers are aggressive. I'm in my sixties and could quite easily wander in there if I thought there might be a gay bar with dancers. This is all not knowing anything about what happened and maybe this particular fellow should have known better or behaved foolishly, but a blanket statement that married men in their sixties can only blame themselves for being assaulted there seems harsh. I never felt threatened in any way in the Bangkok sex areas.

For anyone who's experienced the exhilaration of a spontaneous achievement, I was unexpectedly named employee of the month once at small company, it must be incredibly intense for elite athletes who have devoted their lives, so far, to this sport and particularly in a team situation. Riobard's response was perfectly on-brand for him and one of the reasons I love him. A different perspective is good to have. But you are also perfectly justified in sharing his joy. I don't know if his reaction was staged to get attention and I don't want to know.

I was driving through the U.S. southwest and took a side trip to Albuquerque to see some of the locations from Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul. Went by the house that was Walter White's home. It's in a typical single family home subdivision, there were four or five other cars with sightseers parked there and an old motor home converted into a tour bus pulled up with five or six more tourists. That was just in a ten minute period on a weekday afternoon. Imagine that every day, all day.Later I saw a story about how much the owners of the house and neighbours hate the tourists. People even throw pizzas up on the roof. Also, for other fans.. I went to the chili dog place.. the chili was so hot I could barely eat it. Same trip went to check out "standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona" and found out that was based on Jackson Brown seeing a woman driving a Toyota pickup in the parking lot of a Dog Haus in Flagstaff... he was hitchhiking to Los Angeles from out East and had never seen a woman driving a pickup before. I love history.

It's working normally now and I think the dizzy periods I get are from the medication. I inherited a weak heart muscle that in itself is not a killer, but can trigger heart failure in conjunction with things like cocaine use, excessive alcohol use or illnesses.

Absolutely! Last year, I was referred for secondary screening for the first time in my life coming home to Canada because I was away for six weeks and only had a small carry on suitcase. That was because on a previous trip to Barcelona I got dizzy going up two long staircases in a subway station with a regular carry on suitcase. I have some heart issues and decided to downsize my bag to the minimum. Fortunately it was a woman officer who went through my stuff, rather than a macho punk like the one who decided I was suspicious.