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With time on my hands, I used the search engine to try and find that @numazu link. This may not be it, but at least it is a comparison with explanations. Since he visits South America a great deal, e seems to visit Thailand less freqently as his last post was in January. Inevitably his comparisons are between Thailand, South America and renting a guy in his hometown. This was written on his 16th trip to Thailand and is both self explanatory and quite fascinating.
BONUS TOPIC: The Monger Index - posted by Numazu on June 30 2018
I'm interrupting my posting this weekend because I am on travel.  When am I not on travel? I used to write these trip reports in between trips and at layovers. Now this are a little bit difficult. I will continue next week.
But to tide you over, I am cross-posting something I wrote in BoyToy during the end of my Brazil Trip Report. It is a metric I came up with called the Monger Index, or a way to compare the cost of hiring in different countries versus the boys you get back home. It’s a metric me and a buddy of mine came up with while super drunk at the Crowne Plaza Bangkok at 3 AM in the morning years ago. He asked me why I get all these prostitutes overseas. With the airfare and hotel rooms, that cost adds up. Wouldn’t it be just cheaper to hire prostitutes back home?
I told him he was crazy because (a) the prostitutes are expensive back home and (b) sex is more fun when on vacation anyway. But I disputed his thesis that it is cheaper to hire prostitutes back home. So I came up with an index that measures how much cheaper it is to get hot guys overseas than in the USA, accounting got airfare and lodging costs. This is the Monger index.
I apologize for the math. I am Asian after all.
Some assumptions:
(1)    Time Range: The index would not work in measuring one-offs. Of course ONE prostitute would be cheaper in the USA than ONE prostitute in Bangkok. A $250 an hour prostitute you hire for one hour to take home to your USA house is cheaper than a $50 gogo boy you get in a nice gogo bar if you add the $600 roundtrip airfare one needs to get to the sauna, plus the hotel cost.
It will only work if you hire by bulk, and have a longer time range. My assumption for this index example is one week, or 7 days. For example, if you get one guy every day in a week in the USA, that adds up to 7*$250 = $1750. Now we are talking bigger dollars. Have sex in bulk when overseas helps you recoup your cost.
(2)    Airfare: The index should include the airfare. For my purposes here, I use airfare coming from California, because that's where I live. So for example, a typical off-season RT air ticket to Sao Paulo, Brazil is $1000. For Bangkok, it’s $550. This is a fixed cost in the index.
(3)    Hotel: Of course you have to assume you are getting a hotel in the city you are mongering in. I assume my hotels will be typical AirBNB’s, with basic amenities in a decent and nearby neighborhood. Translation: not a dump but not fancy, and Uberable or walkable to the sauna and tourist-friendly services. For Sao Paulo I assume of the cost, the AirBNB me and the BF got in Bela Vista last December. It was a decent $50 a night. For 7 nights that adds up to $350. For Bangkok, a typical decent Silom Soi 3 AirBNB costs $45 a night.
(4)    Overnights: I put in the calculation the cost it takes for hiring a guy overnight. For California, a typical overnight with a hot but not “superstar porn star” hot is $1000. For Sao Paulo, Jonas’ example was 200 reals, but I count his initial 200 reals in the sauna as part of the overnight, so 200+200 = 400 reals, or $104. For Bangkok, its a bit tricky, but I assumed a high-end 3000 baht overnight, or $91.  I pay that because of all the sexual acrobatics I require all my boys. It is only fair.
So here are the gross calcs. For 7 days, if I hired a boy for one hour and another boy for overnight every day:
California Prostitute: Price for one hour times 7 + Price for an overnight times 7 = $250*7 + $1000*7 = $8750
Bangkok GoGo Boy: Airfare + 7 nights in AirBNB + Price for a garoto in the sauna times 7 + Price for a garoto overnight times 7 = $550 + $315 + $52*7 + $91*7 = $1866
Sao Paulo Garoto (Jonas): Airfare + 7 nights in AirBNB + Price for a garoto in the sauna times 7 + Price for a garoto overnight times 7 = $1000 + $350 + $52*7 + $104*7 = $2442
The index is calculated as the ratio of the 7-day cost of USA boys, divided by the total cost in that country.
7-day Monger Index for Sao Paulo = $8750/$2442 = 3.58
7-day Monger Index for Bangkok = $8750/$1866 = 4.70
Issues:
(1)    I do not count the Uber cost to get to the sauna or gogo bar, or the entrance fee for the sauna, or the cabina price, or the off fee, or the drink costs in a bar.
(2)    I do not account for food costs. Of course you have to eat whether in the USA or Brazil or Thailand. This may be a future improvement to be added.
(3)    The airfare is just from California, maybe it’s more or less where you are. Maybe my assumption of $550 for Bangkok is too much or too little. This is just what I see anecdotally.
So, with that, here are my Monger Indices for some 6 cities I’ve been to, ranked by the best to worst:
1.       Pattaya, Thailand: 5.54
2.       Bangkok, Thailand: 4.70
3.       Mexico City, Mexico: 4.53
4.       Bogota, Colombia: 3.77
5.       Sao Paulo, Brazil: 3.58
6.       Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: 3.44
These are solely based on my experience. Your Monger Index may be different.
Some observations:
(1)    Thailand remains the most bang for your buck, because of the presence of cheap decent places to stay in and low cost to fly there from California.
(2)    Mexico is helped by the fact that it’s so close to California, therefore the airfare is cheap.
(3)    Brazil on the other hand, is dinged by how expensive the airfares are from California.
(4)    If I factor in food, Thailand may even get a higher index, and Brazil may get a lower index.
(5)    Grindr prices were only used in Bogota and Mexico, because I do not have experiences getting anyone there outside of Grindr. So your mileage may vary.
(6)    Quality of boys is impossible to measure. And it is subjective, so it can’t be put in the index. The index is solely a quantitative metric. For example, twinks may be better in Thailand. Adonises may be better in Brazil. Again, quality is subjective, and can’t be measured meaningfully.
Of course, in the end, your mileage may vary, and these indices are only meaningful to me. If you don’t like having sex with Asians, your Monger Index for Thailand is -1000000, for example.
Indeed, the whole thread is interesting as it gives responses from other members.
If this is not the comparison @floridarob was referring to, sincere apologies - although it is still an interesting read! @numazu is a prolific poster and his posts are always fascinating in their detail. Apologies also to @bkkmfj2648 for interrupting his excellent thread.

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

I concur.  The only exception (and can sometimes be confusing) is when a Rio boy migrates to SP to temporarily work; and vice versa.

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Certain wines become deeper and more complex with age.  Am I like wine?  Whereas I age, I become equipped to better appreciate an arresting and complex sex penetration?  Or, is the sex with Brazilian men simply *that* good? 
 
As I write this report (with a sore pulsating butt), my head spins with the fond memories I’ve picked up after my plane touch-downed in Sao Paulo earlier this morning. 
 
I agree with other members of this forum; in terms of practically, the layout at the new Lagoa is a little *funky*. 
 
But who cares, since I don't come to Lagoa be an architect or interior designer.  I come to Lagoa to be horny slutty bottom,...and to cum,...and to have the attention span and mental outlook akin to the character “Perrito” in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.  I find that this outlook archetype is the best way to fully enjoy a Brazilian brothel (and this forum).
 
For a Friday night, there was a good mix of customers and boys. There’s a type of boy for every customers’ spectrum of preferences… lots of them...ranging from the aging muscle heads, young bodybuilders sculpted to perfection, good looking AF college models, natural lean Carioca youth type, dark-skinned, light-skinned, macho hairy to silky smooth, old, and young.  The only common denominator between all these boys is their giant dick size: ranging from big to bigger.  Just when you think you’ve seen a huge “pau” on sampling display at level 2, you walk up one flight of stairs to be further startled by an even bigger penis awaiting to be seen. 
 
Comparatively (or maybe it’s just my impression), the boys at Lagoa are generally courteous and not as pushy as the boys in Rio (before the pandemic).  Like Costco’s food sample system, most of the boys are eager to preview and allow you to “eye-sample” (and sometimes touch) their ginormous, talented, cast iron endowments. 
 
The first boy I selected was a charming 23 yo Carioca with an outgoing vibe.  I usually don’t pick boys who are fully clothed, but this boy’s personality was top notch.  After hitting all the check-marks during my screening conversation (good looks, big dick, beijo, allowing me to lick his ass before he penetrates me, slow initial penetration, speaking sexy Portuguese while fucking), we proceeded to get a suite.  Aside from the great sex, this boy really surprised me with his extra attention to hygiene and cleanliness.  Before the deed, he brushed his teeth and also put on cologne; he takes pride in his masculinity.  This appetizer was so good I ended up tipping him extra for his first class service and the unrequested flash of gozar/leite he drowned on my face as a souvenir. 
 
The second boy I selected was a 20 yo light skinned tight body surfer type with green piercing eyes and quasi-curly hair.  I liked that he was aloof and that he turned on my “hunting” mode behavior.  Sometimes, it’s more satisfying when you have to initiate and chase the sex-mate.  He surprised me by being able to speak English very well and we didn’t have to do the typical dance of “awkward-Google-Translate-negotiation-exchange.”  He was extra horny and has a very alluring surfer grunt.  This main course has a jumbo big dick and a fresh delicious ass.  Masterful penetration technique: a hyper jack hammer that only a young 20 yo virility can possess. 
 
The third boy I selected to end my 3 course meal, was a mid-to-late 20s muscular and light tanned semi-bodybuilder.  He was the perfect dessert to close the night.  In the room, I spent almost the full initial 30 minutes licking, worshipping, squeezing, eating his entire body and orifice.  He likes being muscle worshiped and proactively flexed different poses, surrendering his body to my tongue.  He was so strong that he effortlessly flips me into numerous positions while fucking me.  Doggy => Sideways => Missionary => Sitting on his hardon.  Flip-fuck-flip-fuck-and-repeat: I was the pancake and he was the Michelin chef.  All of this was witnessed by my eyes thanks to Lagoa’s full length mirrors in the room.  His cock was rock hard and big and just the right size to massage my insides (while the two pervious boys I had were King Kong sized).  He was very generous with his time and was an authentically nice masculine strong guy. 
 
Pro-tip #1.  If you opt for a suite, always proactively and kindly ask the room attendant for the remote to the air conditioner.  When the room is nice and chilly, the sex is better.  The attendant and even the boys will not always remember about the remote.  I learned about this the hard way while on my knees looking up, giving a blowjob and happenstance see an air conditioner.  Midway as I was sucking dick, the more rational part of my brain came to the rescue and alerted me to ask if the AC could be turned on.  The boy had a lightbulb moment and agreed that the room was getting warm, so he pulled his jumbo cock out of my mouth, wrapped a towel on, and then went to fetch the remote.  Don’t make my mistake.  You’re welcome.   
 
Pro-tip #2.  The room attendant will ask if you want to buy lube/condoms.  Bring your own XXL condoms, the condoms they provide are simply too small for 95% of the boys there.  Sex is better when the condoms are not too tight and fits properly.  A big dick deserves XXL condoms.  You’re welcome.
 
All in all, I must have been very lucky this first night.  I must say, I am proud of my bum tonight, for all the courage and big cocks it took in.  Thanks to all the helpful folks on this forum that shared useful information before my trip. 
 

Day 6-7 Salvador, Bahia
 
The shift in climate with a mere 2 hour flight surprises me. The humidity and heat surround me as I climb into my uber, it is a ~35 minute ride to my airbnb in the Bohemian neighborhood of Rio Vermelho. The sun has already set and a drizzle has started. I pray for good weather in the coming days. More than any other city, Salvador is the city I wanted to explore and take in.

The sunset sets earlier near the equator, therefore by 5:30 PM the sky is dark and the streets are poorly lit. In a series of unfortunate technical issues, the airbnb I booked has terrible internet and the apartment is a dead zone for my cell service. I am also very very hungry.  Before coming to Salvador, I was told that Salvador ranked 19th in highest homicide rate in cities around the world. A dilemma emerged, wait for daylight or go looking for food. The stomach won and I started looking for restaurants around my airbnb. In contrast to SP, the streets of Salvador are mostly empty by 6 PM and there are very few businesses on each street. The restaurants that are open, they lock their front doors but will open if you get their attention. After a pizza stick and a hot shower, I tuck in for the night. 
 
Most folks here are not interested in a travel vlog, I will skip to my sauna report next update. I do however, want to recommend the Balé Folclórico da Bahia if they visit Salvador, the show starts at 7PM and is well worth the 90r admission. The Bahians are very welcoming people, their smiles are beautiful and inviting, and they are willing to share their feelings and goals in life.  In summary, Salvador is a rough gemstone, with the right approach and some curiosity, the city shines beautifully.

I have been in São Paulo all week and made it to Lagoa about 5 times including tonight.  I had great times on other nights and really experienced some huge endowments and enjoyable times. It is a fun atmosphere and a beginner is likely to feel comfortable after 10 minutes or so.  The only hassle (I think it has been addressed in this forum) is that it is hard to say no to guys you may have connected with on previous nights. They can be very persistent. For the most part, I wanted to meet new guys.
Tonight a very different experience happened. It was very busy and there were huge cocks being presented to me everywhere. I mention this fact as it is what usually turns me on. But, I just couldn’t take my eyes off this incredibly beautiful guy. I kept trying to make eye contact but he didn’t seem to notice. He really did seem much shyer and less forward than other guys. Here is my opinion on Lagoa…there are guys with huge cocks, guys with muscular bodies and cute twinks. But, very few are breathtakingly beautiful. This guy was truly one of the most gorgeous men I have seen. Flawless body, 6’3”, with this flowing curly hair. He looks exactly like a young Justin Trudeau. I didn’t completely catch his name but he goes by “The Greek” in the sauna because of his features. Anyhow, we had perfectly nice sex (even with a rather average-sized cock for Lagoa) but it was really just an incredible experience to be held and kissed (I mean kissed very very well) and that alone was the highlight of my week. I think he stands out from the crowd, especially if you have tastes like mine.
Anyhow, I probably sound like a gushing school girl. That is strange for me as I am usually more “transactional” about these things. But, I highly recommend if you visit Lagoa.
 
 
 

@scott456 I'm a low-life...what can I say?? I hope you're having an Amazing start to your 2023.
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Hello.. I was recently in Rio for a short stay... Everyone wears masks for the most part.  It's mandatory to get onto the Metro.  Inside dining with masks.  Went to 117 and it was a mixed bag.  Most didn't wear but had it handy.  Depending on your tastes; it could either be really good or just OK. I saw a one or two guys from the forum.  It's still really slow with regards to Clients and Garotos.   Weather was crap.  Things are returning back to a "new normal"  but it'll take some time and some adventurous hoes to make the leap forward.  I didn't go to Lions.  I did go to Pointe but they were doing a private party.  No new faces but the regulars abound.  Insurance is no longer a requirement.    If you are worried; I would recommend staying at home as worrying about getting sick would put a damper on festivities.  No direct flight from where I was at.  I had to connect from Sao Paulo to Rio and Rio to Sau Paulo.  Both flights were packed.  Everyone wears a mask on the plane. Getting from the US to Sao Paulo.  Flights were empty.  Exchange I got of casa de cambio was 5.6.  Selection was limited but was always able to get at least 2 programmas in during each visit.  150 seems to be the going rate and I don't quibble as it's not much but I do remember one guy asking for 120.  Daily rates can vary but I pay 300 to 500 per day.  It really depends upon your relationship with the person.  I think minimum wage is about 1200 reais/month before taxes. 
Hope the information helps.

I agree.  There are some ATMs in Brazil with skimmers and readers installed — opening up opportunities for fraudulent transactions to occur.  I always bring my credit cards and ATMs with me as backups, but prefer good ‘ole fashion cash.  
Avoid the cambio exchange at the airport — you’ll get the worse rate there.  If in Rio, the most reliable cambio exchange I’ve used is “Blame it on Rio/Cambio Exchange” (R. Xavier da Silveira, 15 - Copacabana, Rio de Janeiro - RJ, 22061-010, Brazil).  The owner is expat, friendly, and I’ve always gotten the best rate there.  
 
 

Consider bring cash from your home country and converting at a cambio in the city.  The better ones will give you a good rate and is safer than using an ATM in Brazil.

Getting out of the Rio/Sao Paulo Bubble
Even in non-COVID times, some of the other cities in Brazil are unfortunately neglected when it comes to the general public’s knowledge about visiting Brazil. Which would be a mistake, obviously, because there are untold riches out there that are not found in the doorsteps of Lagoa or Point 202, and even during the pandemic, this fact is still true.

The BF and I were discussing possible getaways to the Northeast (Nordeste) of the country to get away from the Southern (Santa Catarina) and the Southeastern (Rio and SP) parts of Brazil that we were staying in. With COVID still a big thing, not all cities had all the usual services open. At the time of our research, the usual reliable Salvador had their beaches still “officially” closed with the pandemic still raging there. The one city that held promise, as well as having open beaches and allowing street vendors, was the other big Northeastern city: Recife. We have been to this city once before, trip report here, and we had much fun traipsing through the beaches and I had fun with one of the saunas: Termas Boa Vista, report here.

So its my own damn fault that I decided to get a BF, while at the same time, whoring it up in Brazil. I’ll spare you the details, but as our Recife trip drew closer, the BF tells me to just go to the city alone, as we needed to “evaluate” our relationship. So I find myself getting on the plane to Recife, from Rio, alone, without my sidekick all this time. In all honesty, the break was necessary, and there was nothing like Recife’s beaches and sun, to help clear one’s mind of one’s mistakes and wrong-headedness. So my trip went from a lover’s getaway, to a whore trip, or so I thought. More on that later.

I’m gonna reserve my comments on Recife’s COVID response on maybe a future post, but for now, let’s focus on my first trip to Recife’s main sauna, Termas Boa Vista. It is named as such because it is in the Boa Vista district in the main part of Recife.  I’ve been to this sauna only once before, and have no qualms going back, especially since I am suddenly alone this trip. As with what other posters here have commented, even if this was a Brazilian sauna, this was not Sao Paulo or Rio de Janeiro, so therefore, maybe, there are less of the painfully perfect adonises here than in those other two cities, and, maybe, Recife saunas were filled with more of the cute boy-next-door types. Which meant that the boys here were a little bit cheaper, starting at 50 reais (!) to the standard 100 reais for a good programa with a decent boy.

Signage at the front door shows the hours and entrance fee:

At other saunas, the opening hours of 3 PM to 10 PM seems standard, but this is Recife, and pre-COVID, the closing time was 6 AM (!).  Yes, they have a per noite rate here, like a motel, and you can stay with your favorite boy toy till the morning (or you) came, for less than what you would in RJ or SP for an hour. If you go to their Facebook site for Termas Boa Vista, you see some regulars lamenting the fact that their per noite system is temporarily unavailable due to COVID. I don’t see any reason for me to stay in a sauna for that long, knowing that I find saunas, in general, kind of gross and unappetizing, but still, the option was at least intriguing.
OK, I take back the “gross and unappetizing” part of my comment earlier. Indeed, certain saunas need a little cleaning up (I’m looking at you Point 202), but Termas Boa Vista was then, and is still now, perhaps the cleanest saunas I’ve ever been to in Brazil. Also, the space itself reminds me of my days in Sao Paulo's Thermas Lagoa (the old location), which had more than ample open space, enough that you can get lost in, to frolic and mingle. They don’t have a pool here (unlike Thermas Lagoa), but everything else was pretty open and had its place.  For example:

The nightclub part of the sauna (every sauna has them), where there is a stage and seating are, is in a separate part of the building. There is even a short corridor that separates it from the rest of the sauna. Which is useful sometimes if you want to avoid this part of the sauna, or at least to avoid the "noise" of the entertainment. Places like Espaco Lagoa has both the main bar and the stage area in the same place, so if the upstairs bar was closed, you’d have to go to the fairly busy stage area to get a drink. A pain sometimes, especially if you just want to get a drink and not see the show.

The bar is, as I said, separate from the stage area and everything else:

And drinks are cheap(er) than what you see in SP and RJ:

If you were ever worried about COVID (and looking around in this sauna, it seems that no one is worried about it, due to no mask wearing, among other things), the bar area had very ample ventilation, as seen below.  You can see the sky and there was a healthy breeze going through the area, to mitigate transmission (I guess). The gods blessed the Northeast of Brazil with great weather, so they can afford to be open like this:

There’s a lot of other things I can say about this sauna, but let’s talk about the boys. There are less boys here than in SP and RJ.  And there are way more clients, proportionally (it is the opposite in the RJ saunas these days). And there are even less boys I would consider to be hot enough for me to pay for it. Last time I was here, I got a hot boy to fuck, but he would be considered average in Club 117. But I am not in RJ, so I have to adjust my expectations accordingly, otherwise I’d be just doing the comparison game (i.e. RJ has better looking boys!), which will make me wonder why I am in Recife in the first place.
So I order myself my usual drink – the Cuba Libre, and drink to my heart’s content while observing the clientele. I get some weird looks, and I am used to that, since I am probably atypical of what the average client is like. Still, the main reason they were looking was probably because I still had my tank top and shorts on. Everyone else in the sauna was in a towel. I was not ready to do that yet. I was just observing, drinking, biding my time. I see about one or two boys that was a maybe for me. But noone really stood out, so I just sat there, waiting.
And then, I feel a hand on my left shoulder. “Boa noite,” a deep voice behind me said. I turn around. I see a tall guy in a towel, with an outstretched hand. And he looked like he belonged in Rio de Janeiro, not in Recife. 
So next, my night with him…

Where My Beaches At?
I can understand that this thread is by and large problematic, not the least of which because we are in a global pandemic and any activity that does not mitigate the spread of the disease is seen as irresponsible. I agree with that to a point, and as I have stressed before, the risks taken are solely my own, and this thread is made in the spirit of imparting information to some of you who either are thinking of taking the Brazil plunge in these very uncertain times (for which I do not recommended doing), or just want a good read and to live vicariously through my modest exploits.
I thought I’d briefly post something about the RJ beaches since the question was asked, and since today is a cloudy day and not conducive to much beach going. This is about yesterday's beach trek. Oh, this is a non-sex post.  Its OK right? Not everything has to be about sex right?
<Listens to the crowd>
What? Everything is about sex? OK then, feel free to skip this post if you do not want to read about non-sex observations. 
Oddly enough, my favorite time to go to the Rio beaches is during their winters. Probably the best fun I’ve ever had in the gay parts of Ipanema beach was on a late August Friday. The sun was out but it never got sweltering hot, humidity was low, and the men were out in full force in their tiny speedos. I had similar hopes for this trip, though if you know winter weather in RJ, it may be susceptible to some cloudy days and some rain. It’s good when it’s good, like yesterday, and it’s bad when it wants it to be, like today.
The BF and I decided to take advantage of the beautiful day by walking the 30 minutes from Botafogo, where our AirBNB rental is, to Posto 2 of Copacabana. Along the way, we generally saw that people were wearing masks, and making <some> effort to social distance when possible. There would be the usual agglomeration of youth in our path where both mask wearing and social distancing were nowhere to be seen, but in general people have been pretty respectful of city ordinances.
We get to Avenida Atlantica where we find a healthy mix of people walking, running, and bike-riding. It seems like any normal morning in Copacabana, except (some) people were wearing masks. The mask wearing in this strip of Rio was about 30%, and the majority were not wearing their masks, or were wearing it down to their chins, so that might be problematic for some. Still, it was sunny, windy, and outdoors, so we braved through this possible COVID cluster and just enjoyed the day:




This Saturday in Rio was suppose to be the day where everything in the beaches would get back to normal, or the COVID version of normal. It is mainly the return of the "barracas", or those makeshift stores in the middle of the beaches where you can get anything from chair and umbrella rentals, to churrasco, grilled shrimp, and even sometimes drugs (it is Brazil after all). The Rio City ordinance still prohibited the rental of chairs and umbrellas to beachgoers, and just adviced people to bathe in the water, bring their own chairs or beach towels to sit on, and buy food and drinks from the storefronts. But as the BF has stressed “This is Rio. People will do the fuck they want.” So lo and behold, in some parts of the beaches, we find some barracas with chairs and umbrellas:


At this point, on the sand, by the water, there was zero mask wearing, except for *some* of the street hawkers, as well as all the barraca employees. You were almost transported to a time before COVID, which was nice.  Among them:
Beach street hawkers, some wearing masks:

Some not:


You can get a (tourist-trap) Caipirinhas again:
 
Food (like grilled cheese on a stick):

and a million other things that was sold before.  It seemed to be that there were no restrictions to ambulantes (street vendors) at this point, and everyone was back to normal, with masks, and some hand sanitizer.
Even normal beach activities, with no mask wearing, are back:



The water was freezing, this being winter, but that hardly mattered. It was just nice to be out, even if I may pay for it later.  Then again, I can think of 1000 other things that I partook in the past days to get to this beach, that would have exposed me to that virus. Is it risky? 100%. Is it irresponsible? Most probably. Is it reckless? Maybe. Do I regret it? Absolutely not. 

Next, a quick trip to somewhere familiar, that may have been a mistake.  Everyone can probably guess where this is: