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I can see why you would resent use of the word oblivious. Perhaps it wasn't the right word. After all, you admitted in your first post on this thread that you were aware of Prep but didn't take it.  So let us consider your actions.  By not taking precautions you became infected with HIV and, by your own admission, had unprotected sex with many men...who knows how many you infected.  You also claim to love Brazillian men - what is your definition of love? Mine includes to care and to protect. That includes to care about, and to protect from HIV. 
Perhaps a better word is 'selfish'. Or perhaps 'irresponsible'. Maybe 'uncaring'.  I am not trying to be harsh, just keeping it real. Your actions have consequences.

Night 1.5: Late Night Cocks
“If I knew you were going to be here, I wouldn’t have made plans tonight,” Pedro said as we finished our drinks.
“Why is that? Are you going somewhere after this?”
He hesitated, then told the truth. “A client has booked me for the night, but I can cancel.”
I didn’t really ask him to stay with me—tempting as it was, since I was alone. But then again, my objective was to check out the trade in Thermas, not rekindle an old flame who had clearly moved on and built a busy life here.
He asked if it was my first time there, and I said yes. So he started telling me about the different parts of the sauna. He pointed to the nearby hot tub and pool and said we should try them. I said it was probably not a good idea. He laughed and said that was for the best, because he didn’t know how many of his “future children” had died in that hot tub. Knowing his sense of humor, I immediately understood—he had no idea how many times he had come in that bathtub. 

We went upstairs through a labyrinth of corridors, showers, and cabins where the action happens. He told me about some memorable experiences he’d had there. He chose one cabin that had ample room and said it was his favorite. In the beginning of his Europe career, he said, after his client left him to his own devices, he did not have a place to stay, so he had basically slept in the sauna, with some understanding with the staff, while starting his rent boy career in Europe. He has a place to stay nowadays, he added, though he kept the details vague. I suspected he might be staying with someone—maybe a client—in Barcelona. I didn’t pry; it didn’t matter to me.
 
He plopped himself onto the “bed” in the cabin, which was just a cushion with plastic/rubber lining for easy cleaning. He took off his towel, and his huge dick swung freely with his movements.
“Hey, can you squeeze my dick like you did before—the way I like it?”
I remembered it well. It was a maneuver I had used many times: to make him hard, to calm him down, or to immobilize him when he got manic, as he sometimes did.
I did what he asked, sitting in front of him and giving him a squeeze—softly at first, then as hard as I could, the way he liked it. He leaned forward and started kissing me. Familiar feelings came back. Yes, this was why I had been with him for almost a year.
After a few minutes, he pulled back. He reached into the small bag he was carrying and took out a joint.
“You smoke weed now?” I asked, surprised.
“I told you I’ve changed. I’m calmer, less angry—maybe more flexible.”
He said his first few weeks in the sauna had surprised him. It wasn’t like the saunas in Brazil. Here, people smoked in the cabins—weed, and other drugs too—and drug use was very rampant. He’d picked up the weed habit, but not the harder drugs.
“That’s probably for the best.”
He did seem like a changed man—for the better—which made it harder not to ask him to stay. But I tried to stay true to my objective: to try as much new dick as possible.
After some back and forth, he decided to leave for his client appointment. He said he was going to earn 300 euros to stay until 6 AM, but would rather cancel and stay with me. I suspected he was hoping I’d offer to cover the 300 so he could just hang out, but I didn’t take the bait. I told him that if he was available tomorrow, we could try to meet.
We exchanged numbers, and once he finished his joint, we left the cabin and went upstairs toward the lockers. On the way up, he kept saying he might just cancel and come back to my hotel, but I stayed firm and said no.
He went into the rent boy locker room and kept talking to me while getting dressed. When he was ready, he gave me a big hug, a deep kiss, and then left.
  
As I refocus, I see my previous man-guide sitting on the center benches there. “Habla mucho,” he said, pointing toward the door.
I laughed and agreed—Pedro was a chatterbox—and admitted I was actually glad he was gone. I told man-guide to come back down to the bar with me for another drink. He followed me, got a Red Bull, and I ordered another Jack and Coke. We started getting better acquainted.
I hadn’t gotten a good look at him earlier, but now I saw that he could very well be my first experience in the sauna. He was tall, with pale skin, somewhat Turkish-looking features, and close-cropped hair. He was handsome and carried himself in a very straight-presenting way. I learned he was from Albania. 
Without much prompting, he showed me his dick. It was soft, but clearly very thick. He said it would get even bigger in the cabin.
The one catch: he didn’t kiss. That’s usually a dealbreaker for me. But he had an easygoing manner, and his body—barrel-chested, not overly gym-built, with a light dusting of chest hair—was very appealing to me. I hesitated a bit, telling him how much I loved kissing and how hard it would be for me to get into it without that.
He said he understood, but promised a great time regardless—and that I wouldn’t have to pay if I wasn’t satisfied.
As part of his seduction, he pulled me closer and started massaging my shoulders, teasing my nipples—and that did the trick. I gave in and said, “Let’s go.” 
He grabbed condoms and lube from the bar and led me upstairs, choosing a free cabin.
Not going into detail, but he was a man of his word. He asked me to suck him, and his cock grew to its full size—thick, long, and heavy. I told him I’d never be able to take it, but he said to leave it to him. And I did—and he handled it like a professional, making it surprisingly comfortable.
He even gave me small pecks on the lips now and then, a concession knowing how much I liked kissing. Afterward he grabbed paper towels from the dispenser and cleaned me up.
I wasn’t sure how long the sex took us, but it felt like less than 30 minutes, though the buildup at the bar had felt longer. He led me to the showers, and we rinsed off together while chatting about my weekend plans.
 
 We dried ourselves and went back up to reception. He stepped into the bathroom in the middle of the floor to wait for payment, and I went to my locker to grab a 50-euro note. When I handed it to him, he hugged me and thanked me warmly.
I went back down to the bar for some water, trying to rehydrate after a pretty good experience. As I caught my breath, I reflected on what had just happened. Fifty euros felt a bit cheap for what I’d just gotten. I assumed they worked on volume, seeing multiple clients, before leaving. Still, it felt like I’d gotten away with something. I didn’t mind paying more—but not excessively—and I had expected that kind of experience in Europe to cost more than 50 euros.
As I cooled off with a glass of ice water, a tall, athletic, bearded man sat down next to me. It was 1:30 AM.
Was I up for more shenanigans tonight?

Hey guys, I’m back to writing trip reports—at least this one time. For those unfamiliar, my writing style is different, so if the majority isn’t receptive, I’d be more than happy to delete this post.
I just wanted to write this trip report about my first time visiting Thermas Sauna in Barcelona. For those who know me, even just here, it might be a surprise that I haven’t been to Thermas before this trip. I’m frankly surprised myself, as I’ve been to Barcelona six times before for “normal” gay activities, as well as to get on a cruise ship two of those times. Those other trips were (sadly?) rent-boy free and were either with my boyfriend at the time or with friends, and I just used Grindr with some success.
I finally decided to make a Thermas run because I had a weeklong work trip to a city in Europe that wasn’t exactly a hotbed of gay/rent-boy activity. I figured that going to Thermas before would help me get this horny energy out of my system. Even if it’s only for two nights, it’ll give me a chance to deal with some jet lag and rest before the work trip, at the very least.
Night 1: Am I in Brazil?
Well, my first night was off to an ominous start, with my flight delayed by 5 hours, meaning my 2 PM arrival became 7:20 PM. I’d heard the best time to visit Thermas is between 4 PM and 8 PM, when most of the boys are there. With my delay, I’d likely arrive after those prime rent-boy hours. Still, hope springs eternal, and the chance to discover something new—after probably more than 50 trips to Brazil—had me excited. I’ve always had luck in Barcelona, whether it’s on Grindr or with a boyfriend, so a sauna visit should be a positive experience too.  And since this is a Friday night, I am hoping that the weekend will bring in the numbers.
After almost a 20-minute wait in line at immigration, where I spent a total of 15 seconds with an officer (no words exchanged), I finally reached baggage claim. Another potential wait: the baggage claim in Barcelona airport show an estimated time for when bags will arrive, and mine said it would be another 30 minutes. At this point, it was 8:40 PM, so I sat down on one of the benches and opened Grindr, since there wasn’t much else to do.
Opening Grindr at an airport is always a futile endeavor. You usually get guys transiting through, so there’s no real chance of a meaningful connection. Sure, I’ve talked to guys before who were interested in meeting at their or my gate, but after 15+ hours of travel, I prefer to wait and get a shower at my hotel before heading to the sauna.
I started chatting with a couple of guys who seemed interesting and responded to a few pings. Then I received a message from a photo-less guy with promising stats. His status said “for right now,” so I figured, why not answer?

Oh no, I’ve been spotted. And just as I finished reading that, the bags started arriving on the belt. And as luck would have it, my bags were among the first to come out. Should I respond? Should I get my bags? He clearly knows where I am. I quickly grabbed my bags and checked the time: it was 9:05 PM. A quick calculation meant I’d be in my hotel room by 9:30 PM, take a quick shower, and could still be at the sauna before 10 PM. Maybe there would still be some guys there? Or should I wait for this guy who’s semi-stalking me?
What would you have done?
The uncertainty of not knowing if this guy was my type, combined with how gross I probably looked after hours of transcontinental travel from the USA to Europe, made the idea of meeting this guy less appealing. But maybe it would still be a dud and the sauna would be empty at this hour. I took my chances. I bee-lined to the “Nada que declarar” door and was through quickly. I hit up an ING Bank ATM by the arrivals gate and got 300 euros for the sauna.
Just to be polite, I replied to my Grindr stalker, letting him know I had already exited baggage claim. After that no more messages from Señor Stalker. The Uber ride to my hotel was 40 bucks, and within 5 minutes, I was on my way. As expected, Grindr pings kept coming through on the way to the hotel. This was the Barcelona I knew. It should be a good trip.
For the hotel, I chose the safe bet: Axel Two Barcelona, an advertised gay hotel. I’d stayed there once before with a boyfriend, and the hotel was a 6-minute walk to the sauna. It was a bit more expensive than closer hotels, but I figured, at least for this trip, tried and true would work. I checked in with two friendly receptionists, both gay, who were efficient and had me up to my room in under 5 minutes. I checked Grindr again and saw the same two reception guys now in my feed. Of course they were there. I wondered if I could message them on Grindr if I had a problem with my room or needed room service.

A quick but thorough shower got me out the door just before 10 PM. I pulled up Google Maps to plot my route to the sauna, then set off for the brief 6 minute walk. Early spring in Barcelona made it a very comfortable walk in just a light jacket. I must admit, I was excited, but also a little nervous. This would be the first time I was going to a boy sauna/bar outside Brazil since 2019, when I last went to Gigolo Erotic House in Bogotá.

When I reached the street where the sauna was supposed to be, I didn’t see any signage at first—probably because I was so eager to get to the location I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. I stopped when I passed an ATM, reversed course, and looked more closely at the doors and signs.

As I headed back, I see an open door to a room with some stacked towels on a table and two attractive-ish boys talking rapidly in Spanish. The more muscular one noticed me and shouted “la puerta,” pointing to his right. Thanks for the assist! He turned out to be the bartender at the sauna. Anyway, I found the main door to the sauna and saw the receptionist through the window. He gave me a quick once-over, buzzed me in, and motioned for me to open the door and let myself in.
He quickly asked for the entrance fee (24 euros?), which I paid with a quick swipe of Apple Pay. Then he asked me something else in Spanish, and luckily, I caught the tail-end of it, which I understood as “zapatillas.” He was asking if I needed slippers, and I gave my most authoritative “Sí!” He then asked me something else, which I assumed was to ask for my size, so I told him in Spanish, guessing my European shoe size which i knew was close to the Brazilian shoe size, which I knew fairly well. I understand Spanish pretty well and speak it at an intermediate level, but as with Portuguese, it always takes me half a day of hearing and speaking it to get back into it, especially after a long stay in the mono-lingual USA. Plus, I was tired. Plus I was horny.
The receptionist handed me a locker key, similar to the system in Brazil, and pointed me toward the locker room, which was directly ahead. From where I stood, I could see five people: three of them were obviously boys—2 Latino-looking, fit with abs, and one muscular white tall guy. The other two were clients, just heading into the locker room. Oh good, there were still people here at 10:20 PM on a Friday night.

 

I found my locker and saw three clients changing into their street clothes. I hoped this wasn’t a sign that people were leaving in droves. There were two towels in the locker. I took off all my clothes, put them in the locker, and wrapped a towel around my waist. I made sure I had my 300 euros so I could pay, grabbed my cellphone out of habit, and locked the locker.
I stepped out of the locker room and looked around. Where do I go? One of the boys sitting on a ledge in the center of the reception area pointed to the dark room, which, upon closer inspection, had stairs leading further down. “Abajo,” he said, pointing down. He instantly clocked me as a newbie. He rose and went down the stairs, so I followed.
The floor below was a dimly lit area, with some people milling about in towels. The boy continued further down to another lower level, and I followed him. After a short narrow corridor, the space opened up. I saw a jacuzzi, a pool, and a bar area. I counted five people sitting at the bar. This was promising. I plopped down in a vacant seat.

The boy who had guided me down wasn’t really a “boy.” He was a full-grown man—probably in his 30s, with fairly big build but not overly gymmed out body and white-adjacent, possibly Arab, looks. He rattled off the usual Spanish introductions: “Where are you from?” “When did you arrive?” and “Is this your first time here at the sauna?”
 
And then at the corner of my eye, a tall fit bearded guy appeared. I was still talking to my man-guide when I heard a familiar voice. “Numazu, what are you doing here?” in English. I recognized who it was even before I took a good look at the guy. It was indeed a familiar friendly face. It was this boy from Brazil who I first met in 2020. To be honest, he was not just any boy. He is an ex-”boyfriend”, and we “dated” for a good part of the pandemic in 2020-2021, just right after Brazil opened up after its lockdown. 
My man-guide slowly backed away, sensing a shift in my focus. The Brazilian, who I will call Pedro, got really close to me and stared at my face. He was clearly thinking, probably with a mix of surprise that he saw me here, but also on how to approach me. After a beat, he hugged me, and then again another tighter hug. He then kissed me, tentative at first, and then deeply after he knew he could. And then, out of old habit, he scooped me up and lifted me for one of those body hugs he used to give me when we were together.  
Pedro sat next to me, clearly excited that I was there. “This is why you suddenly disappeared,” I said, as there was a time two years ago that Pedro frequented Lagoa in Sao Paulo almost every day. We were pretty civil at that point after a crappy break up, and the relationship had been over for 3 years, and all the reasons why we broke up were just a distant memory, and we were just friends. And then one day I stopped seeing him at Lagoa. I didn’t even worry about it, it's just one of those things that happen in the background that you realize for half a second but never think about until you forget it eventually, only to resurface and make sense at this moment.
We got caught up on our lives. His main thing was that the Brazil sauna scene was not giving him the resources he needed to survive. He decided to try Europe with a client helping him to get there. He quickly found a good life for him, traveling all over Europe, using Barcelona as his base, and Zurich as well, and traveling with clients who met him in the saunas back to those client’s home towns. He said he has never seen this much money in his life, and he has saved a tidy sum just living this life.  Europe has been kind to him.
Just to give a description. Pedro is in his late 20s or early 30s. Tall and bearded, has a lean muscular body that has almost zero fat. He has a sweet face, and I know he kisses very passionately, though he does dole his kisses out pretty judiciously to those who can pay for it. But being Brazilian, his show stopper is his cock. Let’s just say it is long and thick, more than a mouthful, and a challenge to all but the seasoned ones among us. I got interested in him because he was a sex maniac, but I “dated” him because deep down he is a pussycat. 
My man guide was still close by, probably trying to listen to our conversation, which was a mix of Portuguese, English and Spanish. I nodded to the man-guide and he asked me if I was Brazilian. Pedro quickly interjected and proclaimed that, almost proudly, that I was his ex-boyfriend. I told man-guide I was American, but Brazil was a second home. There was another handsome boy seated close by, who was built like Pedro but with more Arab looks. Later I would find out that he was from Morocco. I would eventually see 5 more boys still in the sauna who were actively looking as well through the course of this night.  So clearly I had options, even at this hour. 
I ordered a Jack and diet. Pedro ordered a vodka red bull. I was surprised. He used to not drink but now he clearly does. “Europe has changed me, and I can show you how much if you let me.” I reminded him “You used to be different before you met me, so I changed you too.”  Which was true. I met Pedro at the Sauna Boa Vista in Recife. Back then he was just this naive kid who was dirt poor, who slept on the beach, and has never left Recife. Me, being the great corruptor that I am, introduced him to Rio de Janeiro, and then Sao Paulo, and he got a taste of city life and ways, and more money than he had ever seen in his life up to that point. And look at him now.
Next up: my time with Pedro, and two other boys. Spoiler Alert: I left the sauna at 2:30 AM.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Try to get an US visa.

Try to get an US visa.

Try to get an US visa.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Had 11 hot days in DR in June - and will definately try to go back in the next year. Hope I can share some useful recommenations for you guys.
*Day 1 / Grindr guys*
Checked in at Boutique Hotel Palacio for the first two nights. Was escorted to the room and the first thing the bell boy did was closing the curtains and giving me a big smile. Unfortunately after my long haul flight I was too slow to react and I did not take the chance. I am pretty sure this could have been my first Dominican dick on that trip. But I missed the chance - and never saw him again during my stay. I regretted and convinced myself to be a bit more proactive and just go for it - more on bringing that to life with hotel staff later 🤤
Took a shower. Hopped on grindr. And an hour later I was on my knees deepthroating a huuuuge cock. I had a lot of dick during my trip, but that first one remained the biggest and best 😋 He rimmed me deep like crazy. Kissed. And fucked me until I came hands-free. As he was so good I let him continue as long as he wanted - and he wanted a lot. After a long session we fell asleep. Hot dominant macho fucker - but afterwards he was very cuddly and cute. We woke up early morning and I got another two loads. Then he left for work.
Learning: With a bit of luck and good instinct Grindr works very well. And for free (I ordered his uber home). Was it a smart to let him stay over night? Most likely not. But I did not regret a second. And I knew that reception takes a copy of visitors IDs. Throughout the trip I had a Number of free grindr guys. Enjoyed all of them, no issues at all.
Motivated by my hot night I invited another free grindr guy for a blowjob around noon noon. Early 20s, nice curved cock, great dominant throatfucker. Again ordered taxi back home for him. Rest of the day I rested a bit and walked around Santo Domingo. I really like the vibe of the Colonial Zone. There was a music festival at the Fort at night which was fun.
Woke up horny the next morning. Another bottom from grindr had recommended a top that I texted in Whatsapp. For pay, 1500. He came and was friendly - but was not my type and not what my spoiled ass expected. I gave him the cash and send him away. Needed to leave the hotel after that. Next stop was Punta Cana.
 
*Punta Cana*
My expectations for Punta Cana were very low. Stayed at AC Hotel Punta Cana which is close to a Mall in 'downtown' and not a resort hotel (hosting in resorts is impossible). Found a grindr top who was visiting from Trinidad & Tobago. Hosting was no issue, but I needed to pick him up in the lobby since elevators use keycards. For-pay guys ask ridiculous prices in Punta Cana (100usd+) and the selection was not impressive. Therefore I didnt try.
When I arrived in Punta Cana my Air Con didnt work. Reception send a technician. Tall, muscular handsome Venezuelan. We chatted a bit - but he was way too hot to even think about anything sexual. Fast forward to next day. Out of nothing someone knocks on my door. The hunky technician. Says he just wants to check the AC again. No thoughts on my side. I let him in. He starts checking things in the corridor and and gets suspiciously close to me. While trying to explain something to me in his basic English his crotch touches my hand. I smile at him and he apologizes and takes a step back. Some moments later his crotch touches my hand again. Now I grab it, open his pants, and take his thickkkk dick out. Took me 5 seconds to get down on my knees and suck him. After some mins I try my luck and ask if he wants to fuck me (since I was on bottom diet for most of the trip anyways). And YES. He fucks me doggy. Slaps my Ass. And cums in me. Then apologizes (!) and says he hope there are no problems. Of course I tell him how hot it was and that I enjoyed a lot. A moment later he is gone. No mention of a tip or anything that he wanted. The whole thing was surreal. A gay porn fantasy that had never happened like this in my life. But it did! 
Picked up a friend and left to Santo Domingo again - more in next post.
 

I only checked one of the garotocomlocal links you shared, I hope it is representative. Joseph Santos' profile was created in 2019, and its last update is from longer than a year ago. They may be no longer escorting or they may be not paying attention to the contact number/email you used. If you know their Instagrams, you may want to try again if you want to get their attention, but be ready to receive a negative response. 

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Hi, 
are you sure that these soldiers are happy with finding there Photo in the internet? 
I do not speak arabic, but is on a few photos their name badge visible? 
Please rethink if you are doing them a favor with these pictures.

Rio
Taurus: I found some info from this forum about Taurus and I wanted to try it out. Now that I have been to Upgrade club, I was more confident and understood the system. After my disappointing experience at 117, I explored my options online on garotolocal. I found one guy of my liking and asked his rate over whatsapp. He said 300, so I invited him to my hotel. The sex was ok so i didnt repeat him later. Then I tried a massage guy from garotolocal. He charged only 100 for normal massage and 150 for sensual, which meant he would be naked with hand release. For 150, it was worth trying so i went for the sensual one. Overall the massage was ok, not too bad, but he just kept talking during the whole time: he broke up with his boyfriend and he works at a restaurant etc. He even asked if I was single and whether he should quit his job. Well it was annoying because I didn't care about his life and had no interest in meeting him again. He asked my age and then he said his ex was around my age...I felt like he was implying something but I just wanted to be out but he definitely wanted to make me happy before I left, so I got a hand release. So this is my second time finishing before going to Taurus. I rested that night, partially because I needed to recharge but also because it was raining. I arrived at Taurus a bit after midnight but I was told that the next show was at 1:30am, and the previous show is just ending. They had 6 interactive boys that day, so I didn't know they had 3 different shows with 2 boys each. They asked me if I wanted a locker, which is 5 reas. One should get it because this place is more like sauna without sauna, where most guys will in underwear or naked.
The first floor is the bar, and this is where they start the show and the boys will move to the second floor after a few minutes of the show. The second floor has dark room in a sequence, the darker when you go further inside. There are some private cabins as well. One cabin with glass on the side so you can see what is happening. Great for voyeurism. The condoms are available at the bar and most people here were either naked or only on underwear. There is one small (and nasty) shower on the second floor but toilet stands all have water guns next to it, so it is easier to clean my front. Anyway, I had some time before the show so I went up to the second floor. This is after christmas and before new years, and it is important to note that because I realized that the quality of guys vary based on the timing. I think a lot of hot visitors were there because the quality of the guys were worse after the new years. As a matter of fact, one of the hottest guys was from SP because I saw his profile on grindr. He was noticeable because of good looking face and tall and well built body. He was not very active but roamed around, so I just assumed he wouldn't be into me. He is like one of the GPs that used to come to 117 before covid. Then there was another really hot guy showed up, a bit drunk and i can see a lot of guys were trying their luck with him, he didn't seem to be interested but he didn't show any unpleasant attitude toward them in a way that he would let them touch him but not interact and just walk around when he feels it is too much. I noticed this after a few times going to the dark room places: Brazilians are quite welcoming and don't really mind being touched or watched, at least in this sort of setting. Anywhere else in the world, I would assume guys like him would be pissed or a bit aggressive toward the people who they are into. They tend to show unpleasant facial or body language when someone who is not their type would touch them etc. But Brazilians seem to be just ok but they do have a limit and cuts it nicely when they are not into them. A lot more pleasant way of saying no. Anyway, interestingly the two hot guys mingled when they find each other, which made sense but they were doing it in a corner, so I watched them right next to them. They didn't mind and someone else came and he started touching them, and they were ok, so I touched them as well. They were ok but they didn't really reach out to anyone else who was watching. Then another aggressive guy came and starting disrupting them so they went into a cabin. They kinda reminded of the guys I could hire at 117 before and they still do exist in Brazil but not at the saunas anymore. I was hoping one of them would show up at 117 next day but hell no! They both left before the interactive show so I was kinda sad.
Anyway, then there was the announcement and the interactive show started. I really liked one of the guys, he was a bottom. When they went upstairs I was right next to this bottom. Some people started getting sucked and I was just watching as I was not sure if I would be up for topping him after two finishes earlier in the day. But he reached out to me and started kissing me. Then he went to suck someone next to me, so I started rimming his ass, which was really nice. Then I started watching him sucking another guy next to me, he reached out to my pants and pulled it down and started sucking me. And I got hard easily, then he let me fuck him (I had a condom but most guys were doing it raw). When I was topping him, the guy next to him and me started sucking my nipples and there was another guy on my left who kissed me in the lips and my hand reached out to his ass, which was really muscular and round. Both of these guys were around 30-40 I would say, one was quite fit and the other was not so fit but not fat either. Not someone I would pay for sure but for free sex it was amazing to have a nipple play and kissing and fucking all at once. Someone else was grabbing my ass but I don't really know who he was and I didn't really care. I came quite quickly and stopped and went to clean myself and the rest kept playing all together without me. I think this is the part I really like about the interactive shows because the interactive boys usually connect people and make them do things together. After cleaning myself and having a drink, I went up again just to see and everyone was playing with everyone. It was quite a night. I noticed there was a new hot guy showed up. He really liked watching this black guy topping someone and started touching the black guy's balls etc. When the black guy finished it, he looked around and stood next to me and starting jerking off. These kinda guys are never into me, so I wasn't sure if it meant anything but I knew one thing for sure. I wasn't gonna get hard at this point to satisfy him. Anyway, while I was thinking about too many things about this guy, the same black guy came back and stood on the other side of him. They started touching each other and the black guy wanted to fuck him but he seemed to indicate it is too big for him. So the black guy went away and the hot guy went into the last section of the dark room, which is the darkest and this is where everything happens without really knowing who you are playing with. I followed him not to lose track of him in the dark area. He just went in and started fucking randomly, which was quite shocking given that he was so hot, like GP at 117 before covid hot. Whenever he fucked someone, I stood next to him and touched his ass, which was really nice round and muscular and he didn't seem to mind at all. Anyway, I realized that I was not get hard again, which was a disappointment so I decided to call it a day. When I left it was around 2:20AM and the interactive boys were still in the main room...I don't know how they can take it...Either way, it was such a fun night overall.
I visited Taurus again multiple times after the new years and sadly I noticed a decline in the quality of guys and I attributed to the new year's crowd that came to RIO. In my second visit, I visited earlier because the hot guys came and left before the show in my first visit. There were a couple of decent guys in their 20s but mostly over 30. So I went into the last section where all the things happen. There were two tall and fit guys. I have no idea how old they were but they didn't have any belly and had quite a fit body, both very tall. They were fucking each other, so I stood next to them and started touching the top's ass, which was nice. Then he started kissing me and grabbing my dick and then pushed me to the front of the bottom so he could suck me, and the bottom did suck me. I kinda liked how obedient the bottom was. Then he turned the bottom around and wanted me to top him, so I put a condom and started topping him. He got sucked by the bottom and started kissing me. After that I didn't feel much because it was so loose and pulled my dick and then he started topping him and pulled me to his backside. I kinda understood he wanted me to top him, so I tried to put it in, which was a bit difficult because it was so tight. But mine eventually went in and after a while he stopped me as I was getting faster. It seemed like it was a bit too much for him, and he started kissing me. Then I felt like there is nothing to do there and tried to walk out but there was someone short and I touched his body, it was fit and had a nice around ass, so before pulling out the condom, I tried to put my dick into ass, he just let me do that. It was kinda funny because he had no idea who I was. I topped him for a while and I didn't like it anymore, so I pulled out and left to downstairs. After a quick drink, I went up and I noticed a guy in his early 20s standing around the entrance where the light can show his face. Curly brown hair, pale skin, I was not sure if he was a tourist or Brazilian. Either way, he had a nice body, so I was not sure if he would be into me. But at this point, I became a lot more confident and stood next to him. He was already jerking off, so I touched his dick a bit and then he touched mine. Then I grabbed his ass, which was quite big and round. I got hard and he wanted me to top him. So I did. This time I enjoyed it quite a lot and I was like an energizer bunny and I came in the condom. Then he asked me something in Portuguese, which I had no idea about, so I smiled and left. I went downstairs and rested a bit and came up again. The same guys I played with were not there anymore and I wasn't into anyone there. So I went down to wait for the show, which was just ok because the interactive guys were not as nice as their pictures. Given that no one hot was there, I just left as soon as the boys went upstairs.
My third visit to Taurus probably had the worst quality: mostly guys in their 30s with some skinny guys in their 20s. There were 6 interactive guys planned for that night, so learning from my mistake during my first visit, I went there early, around 10PM, assuming that I can have at least two shows. But I was wrong, they had only one show at 1:30AM with three boys and I don't know when they had the other show. Must be before 10PM. It was a long wait without much fun so I was not very happy. I was bored so I wanted to check their boys schedule, which was by the entrance and I noticed one black guy showed up and stayed around the door. When I got closer to the door, I could see him clearly and he had a really nice face, overall tall and fit, maybe in his late 20s. He looked at me and there was a moment we had an eye contact. I briefly suspected maybe he was into me? Either way, I am usually shy so I didn't do anything but checked the board and came back to the bar area. He then went to the bathroom, which is next to the locker, so I passed by him. We had an eye contact again, this time I was more sure that he was interested, yet I didn't know what to do. So I went around the toilet and locker area, he was peeing and again had an eye contact. He then washed his hand and I was standing in the area. He looked at me in the mirror and came to me and said ola or something, and I replied with Ola, then he smiled and said a lot in Portuguese, which I assumed that he thought I spoke Portuguese. I said no Portuguese and he looked a bit disappointed and said his English was not good. I said no problem and then he just kissed me and we had a really nice kiss. Then he took me upstairs to a cabin and he literally licked all over my body, including dick and anus. Then he wanted to top me but he was too thick so unfortunately, we ended it there. Soon after the show started and I watched them, but it was just ok. So I decided to leave but on my way to the locker, I saw the same black guy topping short young bottom, so I stood next to him and started kissing him and the bottom started sucking me. After a while another guy came, who was not my type but we had this triangle kissing. Again, Brazilian kisses are the most passionate I would say. Anyway, I came and promptly left. Overall I had a lot of fun at Taurus and I really liked this place.   

Now the fun part! Darkroom interactive shows
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Hot club: There is a thread about Hot club on this forum, some members really enjoyed this club so I was so eager to visit, because, from my reading, the experience must be quite good. But I was so disappointed and I did reply on that thread as well. My understanding from the posts was that I would be allowed to play with the interactive boys in the darkroom and it is busy with many customers. When I visited Hot club, I was the only customer...Hello, am I too lucky because I can have the interactive boy for myself or am I too unlucky because it is not what I thought it would be? Well it was the latter. The interactive boy sat with me for an hour to chat. Through translator!!! Yes this guy liked me so much because he got a lot of free tips for investment but I didn't get anything. Out of patience, I asked where the dark room is, he showed me around and showed his dick in the dark room and that was it. We came back to my table and talked about investment again I don't really mind giving investment information to GPs as I hope they find financial independence at certain point because they can do this job only while they are young. But I want my service too. He said his shift is ending at midnight so he left at midnight and a Go-go boy came to me and sat with me. I asked again how it works, what the interactive boy means etc. He said he can be my interactive boy for 300. I just laughed and left. Anyway, the bar and cashier guys do not speak any english, they just charged me the full price including the (unlimited?) drinks without even asking so overall I felt like I went right into the tourist trap...What a great way to start my dark room experience... 
Upgrade club: After my awful experience at Hot club, I was not gonna give up because I needed to experience it fully. Well because Upgrade club had 10 interactive boys at a night! So I visited Upgrade club on that day. The reception at the Upgrade club was friendlier and did speak enough english. I think I got a locker key and put my clothes in the locker but I was in my underwear. My intention was to watch and learn, not to be part of the game. Initially, I see guys in the darkroom are playing but i had no idea which ones are the interactive boys but most looked a bit older, so I was just watching. Then a guy who was ok (in his 30s, more white looking brazilian, not fat but not fit either but overall balanced body) started touching me and then it went on, He was sucking me and licking me everywhere and kissing. One thing i really like about brazilians is that they kiss very passionately with a lot of tongue involved, and he was a typical. Anyway, after a while there was an announcement in Portuguese and everybody moved to the bar area so I followed. So all 10 boys showed up and started taking off their underwear and getting hard and everything. After a few minutes of dances and playing with each other, I can see customers got involved and it became more of customers vs boys in the bar area. Then they moved to the dark room. All of them had the santa hat so it was easy to spot them. One of them was my type, so I followed him but I was not brave enough to act because it was my first interactive show. One thing that surprised me so much was everything was BB...He was fucking whoever comes without protection and I didn't wanna be a part of it. But I gradually loosened up and started touching him while he was being sucked or fucking and then all of sudden he just grabbed my neck and he kissed me, and it was a good one. This gave me a lot of confidence. After a while, he wanted me to suck him but I am not a big fan of sucking, so I smiled and said no. Then he turned me around and started rimming my ass. He was really good and it is quite rare that GPs rim asses. Then he wanted to top me raw in front of everyone and I said no and I told him that I will find him on Instagram and contact him and he nodded and moved to top someone else. It was a bit crazy because he was literally fucking everyone who comes nearby. And after a while there was no one who was willing to be fucked, most wanted to watch. This was quite funny because the customers got tired of being fucked haha Anyway I moved around a bit and there were a lot of fucking everywhere. And there was another interactive boy, who had a nice body but I don't remember his face or could not see it clearly. When I was standing nearby and watching him, he reached out to my penis and eventually started sucking. At this point, I understood the game better and there were some condoms provided by the venue so I kept some with me just in case. Well, the case actually happened because I wanted to top him and I had my condoms so I did. I really liked the overall atmosphere there and in this scenario I don't mind being the top, although when I hire, I tend to bottom. I left after this. Overall amazing experience.  
 

My recent trips to sauna 117 have been a mixed bag. While I used to rave about the place, my experiences this time around were less than stellar. I visited five times, but even on a Tuesday (supposedly their less busy night), the quality wasn't what it used to be. The biggest difference? The guys. While previously I found a plethora of attractive men, this time, the selection felt limited and less diverse. Many seemed older, and the overall attractiveness had diminished.
When I visited 117 for the first time (long time ago), I wondered why anyone would go there if they had access to Thermas in Barcelona, considering the cost isn't substantially less when you include the suite fee. Adjusting for the trip cost, it can add up even more. Some members explained that the quality of the boys is different. I agreed because the quality was much better than Thermas. Unfortunately, that can't be said now. The guys who go to 117 nowadays are somewhat okay or good-looking but not like the ones I used to die for. Tuesdays at 117 these days still have better quality than Thermas weekend but not by a large margin it used to have. Back in the day, I always felt like a kid in a candy store: "Oh my god, I want to get this guy for sure!" Nowadays, it's more like, "Okay, good-looking and sexy, but should I get this guy? Or maybe that one is better? No, he has an ugly face," etc. I realized I had a lot less excitement when I walked around the sauna these days.
What I miss the most is that there used to be multiple good-looking guys in a night: tall and nicely built, and easy to interact with. At least a half of them gave me an amazing experience in the suite. Except for one or two cases, most guys were giving me 100 BRL as their initial price in the sauna back then. What's more interesting is that those sexy guys were interested in coming to my hotel regularly for a little more, so I guess I wasn't underpaying, even though I used to wonder how they could come again and again for such a low price. I wasn't (and still am not) a very demanding customer overall, as long as the guy can kiss well and get hard so that might be the reason they wanted regular with them. Anyway, some fond memories.
Back to this trip. The first thing I noticed was the lack of diversity in the pool in terms of skin tones, (sizes,) and looks. Yes, some muscled guys are there, some tall and a few skinny, but if I were to summarize them by two keywords: tanned and hung. The differences are in body shape and face. In my book, Brazilians are not the best-looking ones when it comes to face, but overall, I felt like the guys got uglier and older compared to before. For me, I was able to get similar guys in the dark room quite easily, so I was not very willing to pay high prices in the sauna.
If you like tanned, hung guys, I think 117 is still a good place to go. Maybe...maybe not. Maybe not because I did have a bit of difficulty interacting with the boys. My first guy said he wanted 500 BRL, but he did say it is full service; I guess he meant finishing off. Either way, I didn't like it, so I said no. He didn't even try to negotiate, so I thought maybe he is getting that kind of rate from others. Look-wise, he was not tall, not that handsome in my opinion, but this is hugely subjective. He didn't have the best body either, so the only explanation is that he thinks I am a stupid tourist and played with me. Either way, it was not really important as I didn't feel like missing out by putting him on my "virtual block list." I do it from time to time when I am annoyed 😂. I don't talk to them again once they are on the list.
The second guy was Emanuel, a tall, fit guy. He had been smiling at me all the time and touching me when he passed by, so I talked to him. His tool might be too big for me, but I didn't mind just having soft fun, so I told him so. He said he wants 300 BRL, and I said I am happy to pay 200 BRL, but he said, "Oh, I usually charge 500 BRL, but because you want only vanilla sex, I give you a discount at 300 BRL." I knew this was a BS. I didn't feel the urge, so I said, "Enjoy the night." I see he can get busy, so I was not going to hassle with his valuable time, but I didn't put him on my block list 😂. This was before New Year's. We didn't talk even though we ran into each other a couple of times. But I did pay attention to his activities, just out of curiosity and boredom in the sauna. He seems to target tourists exclusively, even though he has zero English. Always on translator 😂. He did have a couple of customers before New Year's, but after New Year's, it seemed like it slowed down, and he was smiling and winking at me again, but he didn't talk to me, except just come and stand next to me. Either way, I didn't want to go over the stupid price discussion again unless he came to me and said let's go for 200 I proposed, so I didn't initiate the conversation again either. So nothing really happened. 
I also saw some canadaian touriests payed 300 BRL, but the guy he hired didn't accept it and started arguing. Not sure what the issue was, but it was funny because he paid the hefty price as a clueless tourist, yet he got himself in more trouble. These things do not leave a good impression on visitors, which can be the reason why some might not be very tempted to come back again.
Another was Rafael, a straight top introduced to me by Buttercan, who kindly helped me with a lot of information during this visit. I planned to hire him later in the day, but he got busy, and I left a bit early after my first hire. The next time he came to the sauna, I was about to leave for a meeting. It wasn't a good day because the options were limited, but I came prepared and was fasting, so I was quite hungry, which makes me easily annoyed. Instead of leaving empty-handed, I thought I could try him out and have at least one regular hire if I liked him. My reservation was that he was straight and didn't kiss passionately, but the only way to know was to hire him. He said he wanted to have a session after 30 minutes, but I was in a rush to leave, so I said now or next time. He agreed to now. As usual, I asked him how much he wanted, and he said 300 BRL. This was a bit of a turn-off because I could get a much better deal by hiring someone online, considering I would be paying the suite cost and was in a rush. Those thoughts crossed my mind, and I said sorry, no. I left for the locker, but he asked again if I wanted or not when I was in the locker right after that discussion, and I said sorry, no. I mean, I did say no upstairs, why ask again? Maybe he wanted to update his price, but he didn't say so, just asked if I wanted or not. Anyway, he never talked to me again after that, even though we ran into each other multiple times in my subsequent visits to 117. I could see he actively avoided eye contact with me 😂. What gives? It didn't work out mostly because he wanted to play a game, which didn't work out, but come on. Even when I don't hire, other escorts do not give an unpleasant face in the sauna. I find it a bit childish. Anyway, on a busy Tuesday after New Year's, I noticed he didn't have any clients until 10:20PM when I left. I guess that is also karma...
But I did hire some gps this time, mostly a bit reluctantly because I wanted someone hotter in sauna yet I am happy to pay 200 even just trying out just because it is still relatively cheap. I mean I paid so much money to come here, so I needed to hire...A few experiences that I had were just ok. One was just struggling to get fully hard but he did have a nice attitude and was trying hard, so I was not bothered. Another one was not really a good match in sex. They both wanted to repeat but no point in repeating not so great experiences. 
If you remember my first encounter at 117, who was virtually blocked by me, he came to me again after New Year's and started touching and kissing me. This time, I was a bit mean; I probably shouldn't have been. I said, "You thought I was a stupid tourist," and he said no. I replied, "That's why you wanted 500 from me last time." He didn't respond but kept kissing and touching me. Well, this guy has some balls...at least he doesn't have a big ego like some other GPs here. I still didn't want to hire him or renegotiate the rates because he wasn't that sexy but he was part of the reason why I didn't enjoy the sauna experience this time so I guess I said something mean to him. When I visited during the busy Christmas and New Year's time many years ago, I didn't have this much hassle from the GPs. Maybe I'm missing some reason why they try to charge a lot more now compared to the past, but as I showed in the beginning, the rates should not be higher than 200 BRL even if we swallow the exchange rate or inflation arguments. So, I do believe that the GPs are getting a better deal, but the quality has declined significantly, and I had to go through stupid price negotiations all the time now.
Ultimately, my recent trips to 117 confirmed my suspicions that the sauna's quality has declined. The prices have increased, while the quality of the men has decreased. While some attractive men remain, the overall experience is no longer what it once was. I'm left with a sense of closure, accepting that 117 is no longer the same place it used to be.

Yes, the west side as depicted several times in this forum. That shot was not my search. It was how the club pinned it within its social media, illustrating how helpful they are when the location is ambiguous in the first place. 

Hi, it depends. 
A trip to the Amazonas, Pantanal or on the Estrada Real to Diamantina takes time. 
You could be busy with sightseeing, nature, beach and sauna.

Hi, it depends. 
A trip to the Amazonas, Pantanal or on the Estrada Real to Diamantina takes time. 
You could be busy with sightseeing, nature, beach and sauna.

No doubt Medellin(and Colombia) is a beautiful place, but there are many other beautiful places in the world too.  Let's be honest, the reason you landed in Medellin(and Colombia) is not for the beauty of the country. 
And let's be real, most of the Colombia, like the rest of Latin American countries are rundown, dirty,violent, corrupt, and lack of inferstructure.  Look at the industry club picture above, I see primitive lighting system and stage.  I don't know what other clubs you have been to in Europe or Asia, or America.  You think Industry is nice?

Veridiana pizza, SPOT, Casa de Porco, Athenas, Bovinu's Churrascaria, MEATS Burgers, Cantina do Piero il Vero Italian, Thai Food Libertade, Los Burritos....these are some of my favorite go to places in SP......I don't like Japanese food nor Japan for that matter....And I've been to 4 or 5 cities there 😬 I've been with Japanese guys there and the US though....

Have fun. If you like japanese food I can recommend  Misoya Ramen (R. Antônio Carlos, N.324)
and Kome (sushi R. São Miguel, 24). Both are 6 minutes away by foot from Lagoa.