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Indeed it is a challenge, but easier to overcome than you think. It may take you some time to develop the right network to follow, but you can effectively use Twitter to research independent creators. All fans pages services generate automatic tweets every time new material is posted. Additionally, there are recommendations here and in Daddy's. You can also check the tag #fanspages in my blog, and find detailed descriptions of fans pages content. I do not think anyone with an average level of sanity, education, and information thinks that it is easy to have success in independent porn. We are probably in the third or fourth wave of independent porn development post internet, and it is well known how tough competition is, and how hard to develop a stream of constant and varied productions. Yes, there are still desperate boys and girls who think that OF can miraculously save them. They are the ones not sane, not educated, and not informed. I follow the best ones. Rhyheim Shabazz, EyeFilmz, Krave Melanine, Caged Jock, Italo Andrade, and others. Not only they guarantee diverse, hot material (in the case of RS and EF premium quality is also guaranteed), but they attract new talent to collaborate with them. Ne, hot guys that perhaps are not going to last in the industry, but who are worthy to subscribe to their pages for a few month. I do not know what is going to happen with guys like Felix Fox, Eduardo Rei, Badboy, Jimmy West, and others, but subscribing for any of his pages for a couple of months is a good investment.

I have my own blog for that.

Here you have the full review of my favorite finding in Buenos Aires, so far.

C'mon, make your mind and vote for one!

Some of us are already traveling. But many are waiting for the restrictions and the pandemic emergency to be over. If you have been restraining yourself and cannot wait for being able to travel again, what will your first destination be? Besides voting, would you please share your rationale? Gracias!

Thank you @TotallyOz! You know why!

There will be some. However, I always warn those joining my JFF. If you are looking for hot porn, you will be disappointed. The idea is mostly to throw 5 bucks to support the blog, which is really where my worn and effort go.

I am reading a very recommendable book: The Routledge Handbook of Male Sex Work, Culture, and Society. It is a compilation of essays around male sex work grouped by thematic categories. I was afraid it was going tp be over academic and impossible to read as an enjoyable reading, but I was wrong. It is a huge volume, but not as much as it looks likes. A significant number of pages goes into references and notes. For those friends who are History geeks, I also found an article that you may enjoy: La historia de las maestras estadounidenses que Sarmiento trajo a la Argentina. It was published in the main national progressive newspaper, and references a book about an episode not very known even amongst Argentineans. I happened to know about it because my parents are from, and I was born in Esquina, a small town in Corrientes province. One of the most prominent buildings in the city was in my childhood, and still is nowadays, the local Escuela Normal, founded by one of the US teachers brought to Argentina by Sarmiento. Both of my parents graduated from that school as Elementary School teachers. It is written in Spanish. You can see the book cover below. "Señorita" is how pupils in Argentina's elementary schools address their teachers. These last days the temperature got a little better and I felt again like exploring my new neighborhood. I wonder whether or not I would like it this much without the pandemic. I am quite phobic and do not enjoy crowds. All the places are empty, but at the same time speak loudly of how populated they used to be. Bilingual signing everywhere highlights the absence of First World tourists. I saw something lovely during my walk this morning. A guy in his 20s was waiting for his friend in the sidewalk. His friend walked out when I was almost reaching where they were. I could clearly see how his friend greeted him putting his finger in his ass. They started to walk in front of me, I followed them for a coupe of blocks. Both were beautiful. I was starting to think they were just straight friends and the finger in the ass had been a joke, when they held hands. Porteños complain too much, this city is ridiculously gay friendly. Besides the walks around Palermo, I am frequently going to Recoleta to hang out with my mother. I am taking taxi cabs. I have said this before, probably every time I reported about Buenos Aires. Riding a car is like riding a roller coaster. It is scaring. One of the drivers started to insult another and to chase him looking for a fight. Crazy. After several failures, I found two good panaderías a few block away from my nest. One is the green building in the corner above. I will probably go there for breakfast tomorrow. On Avenida Santa Fe I found another one: A As you all know, I am in a quest to check items out of my To Eat List. This time was the turn for sandwiches de miga: You would probably think they are just coctel sandwiches. You would be WRONG WRONG WRONG. They are a sexual experience. Grindr has become a distracting temping annoyance, considering the quality of the local taxi boys I have been meeting. The amount of views and hits is not as overwhelming as it was during the first week, but it is still high. In total, I invited about 7 guys to my place, 5 of them in their 20s, one in his 30s, one 40 y.o. They were OK, but I do not want to repeat. If you are into married men (to a woman), you will be hooking up all the time. You also must be careful about legal age. There are many kiddos looking for trouble. So far I had only one frustrating experience with a professional. His pictures were outdated, and there was a smell in his room that booed me away. The other 4 I tried were great. A couple of hours ago I kissed good bye the one who apparently will be my new favorite, Tomy: It was our second meeting, this time for two hours. Amazing. Right now I feel like a mix of Superman and Rhyheim Shabazz. I will meet with him at least once again, for a bundle session: pics, video, and sex. Tomorrow I will be meeting the one that will probably be my last try: After him I will get devoted to repeats.I will miss Buenos Aires.

You can find here the report on my second taxi boy, Samir.

This passed week has been cold for this time of the year. I should not be discouraged by these temperatures but I got infected by the locals and almost did not go out. I kept checking stuff out of my To Eat List, though. Of course, I already had my first breakfast with facturas argentinas. However, rather than purchased food, I am orgasming at my mother's cooking. One of my favorite flavors in the Milky Way, my mami's lentils stew: But I am not eating with her everyday, and so I am trying treats everywhere and checking them out of my list. Alfajores de maicena Pizza argentina. What you see is from Romario, a popular and traditional pizzería. At the bottom you have fugazzeta rellena, in the middle a mozzarella a la napolitana pizza, and on top two slices of fainá. Not everything is from my To Eat List, sometimes I take other things. I forgot to take pictures, so this one is from the web, but I tried a delicious pamplona de cerdo in a Parrilla Uruguaya two blocks away from my place: Certainly, this week I felt like my pants are shrinking. Hopefully this coming week I will walk moren as the weather forecasting is promising. Fortunately or unfortunately, all my friends are very cautious and only want to meet outdoors. So I have been meeting indoors with new friends. My Grindr continues to be in flames even two weeks after my arrival. I have met several guys with different levels of hotness but no one of them was good enough for a repeat. The panorama has been much more fruitful in the paid sex realm. I already tried 4 local taxi boys, all of them very good to outstanding. I have been introduced to a website I had never heard of before: escogeme.com. If everything goes well, I will try someone from there tomorrow. Meanwhile, I have explored soytuyo and Skokka. The latter is where you can find the best prices. The range of prices is wide. I have received offers ranging from $AR 2,000 (U$S 20 at official rate/12 at Blue rate) to $AR 6.000 (61/37). I will report the rates of the guys I am hiring here but not in my blog, as those prices will be very fluctuating. I already published a full review for Ander, which will be followed by Tomy's, Samir's, and Alan's. Today I did take a walk back in my old neighborhood. After it, I love even more Palermo. But these are a few pictures of Recoleta nowadays at noon on a Sunday.

I am also virgin of that!

I checked the rooms of that hotel in hotels.com. Too small. I am afraid I am back to airbnb.

Hell, I'm switching from Airbnb.

I agree. I would lobe to say that I fully agree, but your remark about "Muslim countries w harsh penalties" makes me uncomfortable. Whether or not a country is Muslim, if homosexuality is being actively persecuted and prosecuted, I would keep myself away from it. I took risks when I visited Morocco, but I was younger and omnipotent, I had a crush on the Beatnik poets, and back in the 90s it was still very European influenced and tolerant. I do not think I would go over there nowadays.

May I ask why you choose an hotel over an airbnb? Specially when you want your place to be a play ground?

I do not know you, so I do not know from what culture you are looking at Brazil. It is not just an open minded culture, most people coming from a Puritan influenced cultures do not get that. They do not relate sex with brothels necessarily, although they have nothing against them. When I was in Rio last November, Rhyheim was hosting his invited stars in Ipanema hotels. The staff and the management recognized him and them and they were delighted to offer their installations to shoot porn for no extra charge. The cleaning lady at his home told Rhyheim that her son was a fan, and asked to take a picture with him to send to her son. Most of the Brazilian pon stars I know not only are in full disclosure with their families, but they love what they do. It is just anecdotal evidence, but it does allows you to infer that it is not just an issue of open-mindness, but instead a radically different mindset towards sex and sexuality.

I was going to Contramano to fuck for free the boys older guys were paying for, and for hooking up with African American UA flight attendants. Unfortunately the place was already closed two years ago, when I checked it during my previous visit. I think prices are a bargain at the official rate and a joke at the blue one. Cards are accepted but I have not used them so far. In previous trips, the fees were standard and I always would prefer using plastic. My cash would be only for the boys, and I would usually withdraw it from atm cashiers. There was a cost involved, but one I was willing to pay out of comfort and safety. Of course now using cash over plastic is a non brainer. I brought dollar bills to sell in the Blue Market. It is universally accepted and in the few exchange shops I walked in they would make a transaction with no issues. I am feeling my dollars to relatives and friends.

Isn't it one of the many beauties of GP saunas? When you are cruising online, in hook up apps or in a paid sex site, you go for the pictures and whatever you already know you prefer. Instead, the saunas pushed you into countless social interactions that foster finding something attractive in any one. You may even miraculously find something attractive in a Brazilian young Will Smith!

A young Will Smith? Who is Brazilian? Damn, boundaries with Argentina are closed.

Soon we will have detailed reports on escorts. So far, I can emphatically recommend two guys I have tried in this trip: Ander Tomy

Many Argentines feel like everything good in their lives is owed to Peronism. From the times of Evita & Perón, when a day is sunny nd beautiful, it is a Peronist day. Well, this has been a Peronist weekend. Spring like temperatures and the announcements of downgrading restrictions in the city got Porteños in the street. I joined them, and yesterday met with a friend nearby my base. I walked from my Airbnb to Plaza Italia. In my way, I enjoyed once again my neighborhood. This single block is representative of many others. In a few meters you can appreciate examples of buildings built along more than 100 years. And next to these typical landscape, you have a nuclear bomb that ruins everything. I am sure the view from these towers is amazing, but they completely fucked up the skyline and the nearby family houses' privacy. I wonder how much money those developers paid in bribes to get approved a construction permit breaking the standards for the area. In my way to Plaza Italia, I walked through another development from after my departure. They recycled the areas under and around train bridges. The one near my place is an open outlet shopping mall of local and International first brands. People were standing up in long lines waiting to enter the stores, as there is a limit set per squared meter. As most shopping malls, this one is forgettable, but I thought you may be curious about American burgers prices. This is a Wendy's display. 319= U$S 3.28/2.05; 359 = U$S 3.69/2.31. If you compare these junk food prices to what you have to pay for a prime steak (remember? I am paying 420), these are very expensive. However, in Argentina, fast food crap like Wendy's, McD, and BK, are the choice for the middle class. Just another example of Argentinean middle class' "tilinguería" (a localism for "snobbism" carrying all the cultural nuances that its standard universal synonym lacks of), famous all over the subcontinent. I met my friend at the Ecopark. I absolutely loved walking those trails I had walked so many times as a child, when the Zoo was up and running. The buildings are from Buenos Aires' golden age, when Argentina was still dreaming of becoming an International power. They are just beautiful, with many statues, fountains, and just all kind od constructions with high artistic value. The designers of some landscapes show great sophistication, the apparent intention is to show nature taking over the old buildings, as in a post apocalyptic narrative. Additionally, all the vegetation is local species. Most of the buildings that used to contain wild animals in captivity are now empty. Others have been refurnished. I still remember from 3 decades ago how this used to be a series of small cages with exotic tropical birds: Most animals have been sent to reserves, but a few still remain as they are too old, or sick to be translated. I saw an old poor elephant alone and away from the open to public areas. Other animals will probably become permanent habitants of a quite open space, in the middle of Buenos Aires. After te Ecopark, we walked towards Recoleta. This is all the fancier are of Palermo. We walked through the zone we mentioned before, Palermo Chico, where many local Plutocrats and diplomatics live. Right there, we have the embassy of a favorite American country. I ended the day exhausted after walking about 7 km, and went back home with the intention to write this report. But Grindr came in the middle of my task, and instead I ended inviting a local who made a party with my dick. I need to close Grindr or I will never hire again. To celebrate a good fuck, I ordered authentic Argentina empanadas. Another item checked out of my To Eat List. Today Sunday it was family time. First, I had to stop by the pharmacy to get more anti acids and more lube. Then, my mami was waiting for me with mbaipu. Originally the dish is from Paraguay, but we do the version popular in Corrientes. Another check out of my To Eat List. After spending some hours with family I took advantage of being back to Recoleta, and ran up to the artisans fair to buy a water pipe. And now I am here trying to make a decision. Grindr? A contract? Resting?

30 years ago it was. A monarchy very European friendly and moderately Islamic. There were big contrasts between cities like Tetouan or Marrakesh, very traditional looking and with women absolutely and evidently oppressed, next to other cities like Tanger or Casablanca, with a much more European feeling, and even local women dressing as their Westerner sisters.

The more I walk around Palermo, the more happy I am at my choice. After so many years in Recoleta, it is awesome to be back at home but, at the same time, to experience a different Buenos Aires. This is an area that had a lot of redevelopment after I left. There are many skyscrapers, crystal luxury department buildings next to family houses mostly from the 50s and 60s, although there are also older gems. It is not unusual to find buildings like this corner: A traditional house built probably at the ending of the XIX, beginning of the XX century, refurnished and repainted to get a contemporaneous look. My favorite finding was an accident. My boy Y ran out of the anesthesic (dilocaína) lotion he needs for his ass to take my cock, so we had to look for a pharmacy. In our way to the one where I had bought Viagra a couple of days ago, we found this wonder: I am not an architect, but that building is probably from the 1920s. And who knows when they cleaned those walls for the last time. The inside was just as old and outdated as the outside. A flashback in time that is not usual in this city anymore. The pharmacist is an old man, probably around 80, who needed a long time to move around and deliver an order. He probably is the son of the original pharmacist who opened the business. Surely, he is the last one to keep this pharmacy open. Soon they will be kicked out of the market by the modern uniformed pharmacy chains flourishing all over the city. I guess you have heard about how good ice cream is in Argentina. I have never been in Italy, but I am told by Italians that it is almost as good as their famous gelato. I stopped by one of the best Gelato chains in the city, Volta. Take a look at those prices! I bought 1 Kg of delicious creamy pleasure for only 12 bucks at official rate, 7.70 at blue. Perhaps is more expensive than USA ice cream, but you cannot compare. If you want a fair comparison, compare this ice cream to an orgasm. I keep checking out my favorite dishes out of my To Eat list. Last night, was the turn for milanesas argentinas auténticas. Finally, to honor TGIF, I tried my first contract with a local escort, Ander. I was actually expecting to start next week, because Grindr has my dick smoking. It was an accident. I was checking profiles in Scruff, and saw this Colombian guy who I already had in my To Do List. I hit him as a regular hook up and he responded telling me he was an escort. I decided to keep playing the game "I did not know you". We quickly closed a deal for $AR 5,000 (51 bucks official/32 Blue). The guy was amazing. I offered him a photo session, and he told me he will think about it. I will wait for his response to write and publish a detailed review in the blog. Just as a spoiler, he was absolutely recommendable. Pleasing and at the same time demanding, passionate, voracious and uninhibited, indeed I will see him again with or without photo session. I was actually planning to hire first Douglas, to start with someone I already know. I even contacted him to check his fee. He charges only $AR 2,500 (U$S 26/16). However, after he told me his fee he vanished. I am still struggling with finding a productive routine. I still have to telework until the 18th, and the city closes down at 8pm because of the pandemic. The government just announced new protocols, less strict, and starting next week the city will close at 11pm. When I am traveling, I usually write in the mornings. This time I will probably do as I am doing right now. Once the city closes down, if I have energy, I will write.

Yes, it is a huge scandal and they do not know how to put out the fire. Personally, I am disappointed. I had always casted Fernandez on the other side of Argentine History.

In Buenos Aires ( do not forget Argentina is a long country N to S, and BA is right in the middle) the temperature is (I am in Celsius with the rest of the civilized world) The whole country is in the Fall.