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@Peter Parker, I am considering going to Fox, as I am starting to get bored at seeing always the same faces at Clube 11. You mentioned that Thursday is their strongest day. However, some of the GPs at Clube 11 told me that Saturday is Fox's best day. Can you share more of your wisdom about it, please? By the way, they have not posted in their IG since 2017. That is a very bad sign. Obrigado!

Respectfuly, you stay trapped in this logic of we against them, and of course we are always the good ones. If you take a close look to what people is calling "ideologies" of this crazies, it is a salad of nonsense, sometimes with ideas from both sides of the aisle. It is true that when wokeness and progressive thinking were in the rise, most of the violence seemed to come from right wing sources, because the right wing crazies were feeling powerless to fight against mainstream ideas. Now the wind has changed, right wing ideas are on the rise, and probably the ones feeling powerless to fight against mainstream will be more left wing oriented. But all they are crazies. We are letting these crazies run public discourse. We do not listen to each other any longer and quickly jump to blame, stigmatize, and insult. I know that I have done it from the Left. I think it is important to break this cycle. Rather than a deadly confrontation of Righr vs Left, rational people on both sides must find a way to talk within our differences, and together clean the conversation from hate and irrationality, from masturbatorily insulting each other in discussion forums and the street, to redirect public discourse.

Both sides are rushing to blame each other. These shooter are not republicans or democrats, leftists or right wingers. These shooters are crazies.

Plus, Brazil has always been the main touristic destination for Argentineans. I remember when I was a child and a teen, way before I came out of the closet, how all my friends, relatives, and acquaintances used to pray Brazilian beaches, women, and sexual freedom. Despite the current circumstantial expensive nature of Argentina, no other country in South America has ever been not even a shadow of Brazil as a magnet and touristic powerhouse.

I went today to Clube 11. It was good, but not as good as in previous Saturdays. I guess the best times for saunas here are the last and the first weeks of every month, for obvious reasons. Today the power shut down for about 15 minutes. Also, the tops showed up. I talked to two boys, one of them I would say a young man, and both of them were tops. When I told them that we were not compatible, both of them offered me a threesome. offer I did not take. These two boys were not new faces, but guys I had seen before and were always with clients. I reconnected with V., the capoeira trainer, and we made up for a while, but he was leaving. We made an appointment for tomorrow. He is so beautiful to my eyes.

What do you mean by examples? If you are asking for pictures, I stopped sharing pictures a long time ago.

I can only speak of Clube 11. In general, I would say that within a diverse range, the offering in Salvador is younger and darker. The most common type is magrinhos, light Black or indios. And, of course, the rates are lower. Locals are probably paying below 100R. When I ask the boys, they are telling me 100, so I am confident it is less than that.

Yesterday was my third Friday in Clube 11, and it disappointed me. I loved the previous two Fridays, specially the second one, but yesterday there were few clients and all the same boys I already know. I spent 90 minutes there, drunk two very good caipiroskas (I started to tip and I noticed the difference, the drinks are now much better), and endured the usual parade of garotos but no one was hirable for me. I hang out a little with D., who told me that Thursday had been great. I will go today, I think. Unfortunately, although I was wishing to be wrong, I think I was right. There is very little turn around of garotos and when you stay in the city longer than a week, you get to know all of them. I am starting my third week, I may still find myself wrong. I hope so!

Apparently the place is a hit or miss. I went a couple of times last August (I know, it is also winter) and nothing was going on. However, the same friends who went with me those days, insisted on other days and it was a boom. The place is small, but sometimes the atmosphere gets great, I am told.

Of course, you can do whatever you want. However, the best practice is not asking, but making an offer. I would never offer more than 200.

Despite GP's abundance at Clube 11, I have been getting programas with only three guys. I talked a little bit about D., the first one. He is White, a little shorter than I am (5'9), athletic and starting to work out, I can notice daily how fast he is buiIding muscle up. He is 23 years old, married to a woman and living with her, no children. I was very impressed because I had never met before a GP with some college experience, and able to chat articulately about literature and politics. We had a very good beginning, but soon he started to behave like a boyfriend, with all that sweet talk I find unbearable in transaccional sex (meu amor, meu bem, estou com saudade de seus beijos, etc.). Even worse, he started to send me text messages, five in a raw one day, checking whether or not I was going to be at the sauna, and letting me know where he was. I also found out he misinformed me about the sauna's most popular days. He always works on Wed, so he taught me that Wed and Sat were the top days. However, I've learned from other boys and from experience that @Peter Parker is correct: te top days are Fri and Sat. The sex was good, but his sweet talk turned me off. Then I met V. Black, my height, beautiful athletic body, masculine face, a lot of tattoos and a "diamond" pierced on one of his cheeks. He is 27 y.o., single father living with his 9 years old son. V. is a capoeira coach, and by far the hottest guy in the sauna for my taste. He is good in bed, a great kisser, and I will probably hire him again. We only had two programas so far, and they were excellent, but our chemistry is not as good as with the other two guys. Finally I met N., currently my favorite one. I met him on my first Friday here, when I got two programas in one night (D. and N.) He is Black, but his face has European features, probably showing his few drops of Portuguese or South American indigenous blood. N. is athletic, plays soccer, a beautiful magrinho. If he would have been born in a different context, he would be model material, but his body shows a few traces of his poverty background, like a few scares, misalignments in his teeth, and a slightly shaking right arm. By far we have the best chemistry and he is the only one I had invited to my place so far. He is 22 years old, has a 3 yo daughter and his wife (they are not married) is currently 4 and a half months pregnant. Yesterday, we were supposed to go together to Praia do Porto da Barra. He came over a little bit before noon. However, we smoked a joint, started to make out, and ended in a three hours fuck session. Three hours. I do not even remember when was the last time I had such a long session. N. was just amazing, engaged, demanding, and several times when I was ready to stop to cum or to take a break, he redirected me getting even more passionate. Indeed, the best sex I had in at least a few years, comparable to my best non transaccional experiences. I am not able to distinguish between this fuck and a non transactional one. Of course, we cancelled our beach expedition. We took a shower, smoked another joint, and sat to chat. Here is when he said that he needed my help. Imagine my thoughts when he said so. Of course, we were repeating the pattern, an extraordinary performance comes always followed by an extraordinary request for financial support. I was thinking what he is going to ask me. To pay his rent, a new phone, new snickers, the kind of requests that I usually get from the boys in Rio. I was partially wrong. N. told me that he was in a bad situation, and needed my help with food for his family. He broke my heart. We went together to the supermarket. He really tried to look for the best prices, and several times I put in the cart things he wanted but discarded because he deemed them too expensive. 95% of the things he bought were basic groceries, only a few were questionable, like a Panthen kit and a salami. Actually, I think those were the only two things. Of course I did not question any of his choices, I only encouraged him to buy some of the items he found too expensive. I spent about 600R on his shopping. Today, I saw for the first time that his WhatsApp status shows pictures. It actually is his wife's number, he does not have a phone. The photos are all of dishes she cooked, probably with the food I bought for them. Out of all the gifts I have granted, this is the one that makes me feel the happiest, and I think the one that made the biggest difference for the boy. Today I was going to walk around the Dique de Tororó, but I am in pain. Every single muscle hurts, every single joint. The boy gave me a work out session yesterday like I have not had in years. It is a sweet pain, but I decided to stay home and rest. I had promised him to show up to the sauna today, but I am not sure whether or not I will. This was a post for the sex oriented friends. Besides that, I am still loving this city although during the last week I have not explored it much beyond Barra, my current hood. I am struggling with developing a productive routine for my retirement life. I am still going into vacation mood without noticing, but I need to put some structure or my health is going to suffer. I am sleeping too little and not eating well. I think today was one of the few days that I slept for about 8 hours, I am usually sleeping 5 or 6 and it is too little.

Last Saturday I spent about 6 hours with one of the boys I met at Clube 11. He was my first guest to this airbnb. I learned we have a very liberal guests policy here: if they do not stay overnight, they do not even need to show their ID. Besides his charm, my guest brought me some weed, so I have been extra happy since then. We had lunch on a locals oriented restaurant, and I had my first try of escondidinhos de carne. I enjoyed it, but it seemed like the poverty version of Sheppard pie. He wanted to go to the sauna at 4pm, to be early-hunting clients during the big anniversary party (20 years). I said hell no, called him an Uber, and laid down to resuscitate after our smoking hot working out. I arrived to the party at 7. For the first time, there was a line. Not only that, they had ran out of lockers. If you wanted to use the saunas, instead of lockers they would provide you with a big plastic bag to put your stuff away. Then you would return the bag to the reception desk, they would label it with your sauna ID number, and would save it for you in a big pile. The line was very slow, but I finally made it. They had added a few extra fancy looking decorations (silver looking shapes, all in the Bahiano African fusion style), and filled the mezzanine and the entire bar with long common tables with white tablecloths. It reminded me of what I saw during my first visit in Natal and Reveillon. All the beaches covered by long white communal tables. Well, the entire sauna looked like that. It was so full that it was difficult to circulate. I was able to put up with it (I do not like tight crowds) for 90 minutes, and around 8:45 was in my Uber back home. I missed the special show, but it looked like it was going to be another drag queen lip singing performance. The day before, I had seen an unusual performance. After a regular drag queen, a man all dress in white with Umbanda cloths, performed a nice ritualistic choreography. I was curious about the new show, but I was not enjoying being pushed and squeezed, and not being able to move around. And of course, no free seatings available. On Sunday was the local pride parade. At noon, I went to the gathering area between Farol and Porto da Barra. They built a stage by the Farol, and parked all the Trios from there to Porto. At noon, no one was there, so I killed the time enjoying the view far from the gathering are. When I came back around 2pm the thing was starting to get populated. IMG_7495.mov By 3 pm it was starting to look really good. The energy was great, the crowd was one of the most diverse ones I've ever seen. I am not talking only about race. There were many women and children. The theme for these year was celebrating the older queers like myself, and we were many. IMG_7508.MOV By 4 pm the Trios, that had been just warming up with loud music, turned the already loud level to Supercalifragilistic loud, and I became this guy: My eardrums were hurting and my internal organs twerking. Get me the heck out of here. The parade was supposed to start at 3, it was 4, I had been walking under the sun for 6 hours, and it looked like we were going to be there getting more crowded and louder by the minute. Time to retreat. I went back to my nest. About 6 pm, the Trios startied to arrive to Avenida Oceánica near my airbnb. I was two and a half blocks away, and the music was so loud that I was not able to mute it not even with my noise canceling headsets, the one that mute the plane engine when I am flying. So I tried to see what I could from my balcony, which was not much. IMG_7514.mov Lesson learned for next time, because there will be another time. Take earplugs with me, and secure a location out of the street with a closer view to the parade. I should have booked a table in one of the restaurants with a terrace in the parade trajectory. The noise lasted up to 9pm, after the last of the trios passed by in its way to Ondina. There was an after parade party at Zoom, but after my experience at Clube 11 the night before, I did not even try. No more lines and tight crowds for me. Today I was going to go to the beach with my boy, but it is rainy and not nice for that plan, it is postponed for tomorrow. This is good for my knee, I did a lot of walking yesterday with no issues but on flat land. Tomorrow the beach will be also relaxing, and the following they I think I will be ready to head back to the ups and downs of this city. No much sex in this post. I have talked to a lot of boys, but having programas with only three of them.

I am almost 63, my friend. And I have seen clients of all ages. Do not forget, what turns on GPs is not your looks, but your kind and respectful manners, your good higiene, and your generosity. By the way. I just came back from another great night. It is my second Friday, and today was better than last week. Tomorrow I will be hosting my favorite one in my place, and he is bringing maconha. I have not smoked since I left Rio!

That is hot! I am two tired and old for a foursome but I am jealous! I am taking them one by one, and they all are adorable and very hard workers in bed! I know Sauna Fox. I went there during my first visit in 2017, but everyone is telling me that the place went down and I do not feel the motivation for the long trip when Clube 11 provide so much joy at 15' of my nest. But who knows? I will be here for a month, I may get bored at Clube 11 and find the motivation to go to Fox. I am not sure if sex will happen in Praia Porto da Barra at night this Sunday, because that is actually the starting point for the parade. It actually ends in Ondina. I will see. Thanks for the good wishes about my knee. Yesterday I stayed home, and today, and right now it is feeling much better. I think I am ready to climb the stairs at Clube 11 tonight!

https://sopla.substack.com/p/clube-11-566 I am having a great time here. Check my report on the sauna above. It is just my first week, my only doubt is whether I will love Clube 11 after a month. Everything depends on the turn around of boys. It looks like the standard price here is 100R for a full service programa. I am offering 150 and the boys are treating me like a Queen. I am surprised all the boys I talked to (about 10) are openly versatile. Back in 2017, when I visited for the first time, that was not the case. And when you meet Bahianos in Rio, they are always only top (at the beginning). I am gladly impressed by this change. The sauna is celebrating its 20th anniversary week, a big party is planned for this Saturday. This coming Sunday is the local gay pride parade, from Praia do Porto da Barra down to Ondinas. I will probably be there if the crowd is not overwhelming (I do not like to be squeezed). I guess I could keep my distance from the most heavy crowded sections of the parade. If I feel safe pulling out my camera (I think I will), I will get nice pictures. There is an after parade party at Zoom, so I will probably go there for the first time. The city and the people are fantastic. Everyone is very welcoming and friendly. However, I do not think I would like to live here. I hate walking up and down all these hills. Today I took a day off to rest, my right knee is killing me (I had a surgery 10yeas ago). Besides that, poverty is too ubiquitous and too many buildings, often beautiful ones, are falling in pieces. I went to the Museu de Arte Moderna de Bahía and saw some very appealing artwork, but everything would look so much better with more investment. After my visit there, I attempted to walk south to get to the Museu de Arte, but my knee forced me to call an Uber to go back home to put some ice on it without reaching my intended destination. Before taking the Uber, I walk through a path between the highway and the favela you see bellow in the picture. There were homeless people living on the path, they could not even afford the favela. They smelled horrible and looked like corpses, malnutrition and heavy drugs. It made me very sad, so much misery in such a beautiful natural scenery.

I never tried 32, but 20oz are not a challenge for me.

Unjustifiable act, indeed. Any political assassination should be condemned, beyond political signs of victims and murderes. That said, and talking about poetic irony:

Sólo con la foto se me hizo agua la boca.

Contramano! I hooked up so many times there when I was in my 30s! Back then it was full of escorts and seekers for sugar daddies that I would hooked up with for free, as I was relatively young and hot. Since I switched my biological clock to DC culture, I have not been able to enjoy Buenos Aires gay night. When it starts, I am already deeply slept. However, the local times are perfect for a self-declared vampire as you. I am appalled that you did not like bife de chorizo, which is my favorite meat cut. I guess you chose a terrible restaurant, it is usually good and tender even at mediocre establishments.

Oman, Saudi Arabia? I guess this is a list for straight male Muslim expats.

I will be in Medellin from November 6th to December 15th. Are you going to be around? This will be my first time staying near Poblado, very close to the Museo de Arte Moderno.

Yep. He has partners who prefer to remind backstage. I do not think that fact takes away any personal merit from his personal story.

I agree with your comments about Praia da Porto da Barra, I had a great time there 7 years ago. I did not stop over there yet (just passed by) but perhaps I go to the beach tomorrow. I went to Clube 11 yesterday and Friday, today I am taking a break to rest. Next weekend is the local pride parade, right in my neighborhood. I did not plan my visit around it, it iOS just a happy coincidence! I've been walking around, and it is hard not to get hard with so many hot men of all ages.

I only use cash to pay the boys. Everything else is paid for CC. In 7 years of doing this intensively everywhere, not only in Brazil, I never had an issue. My first issue was in this trip, but not with my CC but with my Debit Card. I was in Rio, but I do not know whether the scammer got my data while I was there or before, when I was in Argentina or the US. I found a debit from my checking account for almost 300 bucks, booking an hotel in Japan. I called my bank and filed a claim, they told me that it may take 90 days to solve the claim. My card was immediately invalidated and my bank sent me in 48 hours a new DC to my Airbnb.