joizy

I really thought the fun was over, and after a few fails, thought my luck had run out, but it hasn’t. Every day a new guy contacts me on Grindr, and yesterday, one of the ones who had contacted me early on finally came over after several days of messages that went nowhere. This guy turned out to be a really nice surprise. He initially sent a face pic and a full body pic. He was 29, not particularly good-looking, but had an interesting face that kind of reflected the mixed heritage of people in this part of Italy. He looked southern Italian, but you could see traces of Arab and Greek ancestry. He was dark and hairy. He had a nice thin, naturally muscled body and a nice looking cock. After I sent him my pics, he sent me two other pics of his hard cock. It looked nice and thick but I couldn’t tell how big it was because of the angle. Still, it was big enough to enjoy. He messaged me yesterday afternoon and asked if he could come over. I gave him the address and he was here within minutes. We came up and he asked if he could wash first. He went into the bathroom and used the bidet to wash and came out with his pants around his knees and his flaccid dick hanging there. It looked so nice and juicy. We started kissing and I could feel his cock start pressing against me. I reached down to feel it, and it was huge. A really nice big, fat cock. We played a little and I started sucking him. He pulled my head up and began kissing me. I went back down and began sucking more and again he pulled my head up. I wasn’t reading the signs correctly. I thought he really just liked kissing, but actually it was that he was so close. This time it was too late. He pulled my head away from his cock and made a face like “uh oh” and shot a huge load on himself. It was still fun. And the best part was after he washed, we just lay together in bed chatting. He was such an interesting guy and we had a really nice conversation. He spoke very good English, which we switched to after he realized the extent of my Italian. He also spoke Norwegian and local dialect. He answered a lot of my questions that had been building up over the past two weeks. I enjoyed playing with the thick mat of hair on his chest. I thought about trying to suck him again since he had not pulled his pants up, and I think maybe he was hoping I would, but finally he said he had to go. Later in the evening he messaged me again and told me how much he enjoyed it. Looks like we will meet again. I also was hit up by a guy in Catania who seemed really insistent on wanting to meet. When I said it was far, he said he had a car and could come here. I had a hard time believing this hot guy would drive all the way from Catania just to see me. But then he said he was going to Napoli and could stop here on the way. Coincidentally, I am also going to be in Napoli while he is there, so we have plans to meet. Another cutie contacted me last night wanting “soft sex”. When I asked what that was, he said “licking, kissing, caressing and two fingers inside”. I am not sure whose fingers are going into whom, but, I said I was tired and we could do it another day. He is really cute though, so I am happy to try something new if he wants. As far as gay for pay opportunities, one more guy approached me for money. He sent photos of a not very impressive cock. He was 18 and about 30 miles away. I really wasn’t interested and he didn’t mention money at first. He was persistent though and eventually said he wanted money. I told him I didn’t have to pay for dick, which has been true here. Then he said I would have to pay him first. So it was a scam. Yeah, I’m going to send you money and then wait for you to show up. I just blocked him. I am really having fun here and I’ve been meeting guys who I would not normally be attracted to. The guy from yesterday was not really my type, I prefer smooth to hairy, but it was so much fun and besides the sex, just nice to hang out with him. And I really was turned on by the thick hair on his chest. I am expanding my horizons. My Argentine neighbor still comes by regularly, and after speaking Italian initially, then Spanish, we’ve switched to English. He is super sweet, very handsome and has such a big juicy cock that he loves having sucked. Reggio Calabria has turned out to be quite a pleasant surprise.

Rather than start a new topic, I’ll just continue here. The adventure in Reggio Calabria continues. First, I want to say I really love it here. It’s a small city, newish by Italian standards (much of it was destroyed by an earthquake and tsunami in 1908), but old historically. I’ve been mostly eating at home, but the supermarkets and produce markets have been delightful, but what food I have eaten out has been amazing. And, I still keep getting guys hitting me up on Grindr. Yesterday, a good-looking man in his 30s contacted me and said he was working nearby and wanted a blow job. He said he’d be done in 30 minutes, and in 30 minutes contacted me and came over soon after. It was a relief after so many others had contacted me and then ghosted me. I met him outside and was pleased to see that he was dressed in a suit (if I have any fetishes, I guess it is guys in suits), and was very good-looking. We came up and started fooling around. Okay, long story short, he never came. He got fully hard once or twice, but then would lose his erection. This went on for a while until I could see he wasn’t going to cum and I just laid beside him. We continued caressing each other and then finally he said he had to go. It wasn’t a terrible encounter, but I don’t think it was really satisfying for either one of us. Today my sexy Argentine neighbor wrote and asked when we could meet. I responded, “when do you want to meet?” and that was the last I heard from him. I am guessing he got a better offer. I still don’t understand why guys do that, but I guess if I were younger and hotter and had multiple offers, I might be doing the same. But as I was waiting for his response, I heard from another guy I’d been going back and forth with. His Grindr name is cazzoadomicilio - which translates more or less to “dick home deliver”. I love the name. He said he is a 37-year-old top who likes to be used kind of like a slave. He had a thin sexy body and a nice cock. The issue was he would always contact me late at night, and then say he had to eat dinner first so that by the time he would get here it would be even later. I was still recovering from jet lag and I normally go to bed early anyway, so it never worked out. I was glad to hear from him in the afternoon. He turned out to be everything he said and matched his photos. We had a nice time and he shot a massive load all over me. He then messaged me when he got home and said he had a great time and would like to see me again. As far as the score goes with wins and losses, I’m still coming out ahead here even with a few fails. A few nights ago, a cutie with a nice cock contacted me and said he wanted a blow job. Then he told me he was a “scort”. Turned out he was Colombian. He was asking for 100 euros. He said he also had a friend, but the photo he sent of his friend’s dick didn’t interest me unless I was going to get both for 100. But, because I’m still getting plenty of free dick, I am still not sure if I want to pay, especially just to give someone a blow job. I just figured I’d mention him since I know we have a lot of fans of Colombian men here. He is only the second guy on Grindr to ask for money. And remember, I am 65 years-old, so if they were going to be asking anyone, they would definitely be asking me. I wrote to the cutie I met last week and asked him if he would be interested in being my guide. I said I’d pay him of course. I think he’s not working here because he’s taking care of his mom and I know he has a car. I thought he might need some extra money, he is super adorable, and we had great conversation. He said he would love it, but he thinks he is the worst person for this because he’s a little ignorant and would not be able to give me a good tour. I told him I don’t want anyone to explain anything to me, I just wanted to see some different places. That’s where we left it. I’m wondering if I should name a price and see if he responds to that. Today marks a full week I’ve been here and now that the dust has settled a bit, I can still say it’s been a very positive experience with Grindr. I can see that a lot of the guys who contacted me early on (other than my Argentine neighbor) were not really serious, but maybe hoping for more and when they realized I was not their fantasy just kind of dropped off. I’ve still had enough satisfying contacts that I will miss it when I get back to the sex desert I call home. I reserved an Airbnb in Palermo for four nights in a few weeks, and I’ve already had guys from Palermo contact me. Whether they will be interested when I am actually there is not clear, but I am looking forward to seeing a little of Sicily and also seeing who ends up in my bed.

Sometimes our little brain takes over. I realize I do have issues setting boundaries, but I am proud of myself for at least stopping it when it finally hit me that it was not what I had agreed to. Younger me would have probably let him fuck me even if I didn’t enjoy it.

Well, I’ve been pretty lucky here in Reggio and surprised at the number of hot guys I’ve met and how many have contacted me - from as far away as Malta! But today was not a good experience. I know we all like to share our victories here, but I do think there is value in sharing our failures as well. I’ve definitely learned from this experience. A few days ago a guy contacted me on Grindr. He sent a photo from mid-belly down of a very nice looking cock oozing cum. He was thick and his belly was hairy. My mind filled in the rest (lesson 1 learned - don’t depend on your fantasy). We messaged a bit on Grindr and then he asked if I had Telegram. We switched. I had told him clearly what I was looking for (to suck). He asked a lot of questions (I don’t remember at this point and I deleted our chat) and finally I told him I was out walking and would message him when I got home, but to be honest, I wasn’t interested in all of this chatter. I like to either seal the deal or move on. We didn’t continue that night. The next night he message me and asked me if I had come. I told him no. He asked why but I didn’t answer. Today, Sunday, he messaged me and told me he was at the Duomo, which is only a few blocks from where I’m staying. I said he was near. He asked for my location and I sent it. And then I got the Grindr silence… nothing for about 15 minutes. Finally, I told him I guessed he was looking for something better. I imagine when this happens, either they are engaged in multiple conversations or they have actually lost interest and moved on. I have started calling it out because I think it’s incredibly bad behavior, and I’d rather be told that they’ve moved on than to be kept hanging. He finally responded and said he was trying to come to me. I am not sure what that meant. All he had to do was walk a few blocks. More silence. Then he asked if I wanted him to come. This was my way out. I My gut said no, but I figured we were this close, so why not? I repeated again that I only wanted to suck and he said it was okay. Next I got a message that he was outside. I went down to meet him on the street (my entrance is in a courtyard and I don’t know how to give directions in Italian to find the door). I walked out to the street and no one was there. He messaged me again and said he was in front of the hair salon. I knew where that was, so I walked in that direction, but saw no one. Then, he came from the completely opposite direction. (Now, I’m wondering if he had done that so that he could check me out while he was hiding at the other end of the street.) My mind had him as a middle-aged, dark, swarthy, thick Italian type. Instead, he looked more like Nathan Lane. I love Nathan Lane, but he is not my fantasy type. He was doughy, feminine and he came walking up to me speaking a mile a minute apparently complaining about how hard it was for him to find me. I probably had a deer in the headlights look but it took him a while to figure out that I didn’t know what he was saying. He slowed down and spoke louder. I understood some things, but couldn’t find the words to answer him. I was mostly regretting my decision and hoping that his dick was as nice as it looked in the photo. Oh, I should also add that he smelled like the first floor in a department store. People here seem to be very fond of perfumes, colognes and cheap air fresheners. I don’t mind a nice scent, but I despise cheap ones. This one was cheap smelling (it probably wasn’t, but I didn’t like the smell). He was wearing way too much. We came up to my apartment and spoke briefly before going into the bedroom. He made the first move by reaching for my crotch. I guess he didn’t understand “I only want to suck” even though I’d written it in Italian. I thought, okay, maybe I’ll just let him suck me off if he can get me hard (not likely since I had no attraction to him at all, but it was his challenge to meet). He took off his clothes and continued playing with me (I had stripped fully). Then, he started trying to kiss me. That wasn’t in the bargain either. He had bad breath, smelled of cologne and sweat and I wasn’t attracted. I was not going to kiss him. I moved my face to the side, but he persisted, and persisted, and persisted. He just would not give up. He kept moving me around. Putting me on the bed where he started to suck me, but then he wanted me to suck him, but then he tried to kiss me again, this time pinning me to the bed so that I had to push him off of me, and then he wanted to fuck me. I was communicating in every way I could non-verbally that I was not interested in any of those things. I would have let him suck me off, but he was super aggressive and hyped up on too many espresso. He told me to suck him, so I got up and pushed him back on the bed and started sucking his cock. It was sticky and a little cheesy (which turned me off). It also didn’t seem as big as it was in the photo. I barely sucked it when he stood me up again and this time tried to turn me around to fuck me. That was the last straw for me. I picked up my shorts which were next to the bed and put them on. He began getting slightly hysterical - ‘why, what is wrong? I came 30 kilometers’ (not to see me though because he said he went to church)…he barely gave me time to answer. I used my translator app and told him that I had said I only wanted to suck but he wanted more. He said, “okay, okay, only suck”, but it was too late and he knew it too because he had also started getting dressed. I was a little worried that he would get violent or become overly hysterical, but I think he knew deep down that we were not a match. He wanted more than I was willing to offer and he knew it. The kicker was that he then asked if I still wanted to meet him some afternoon. Had he had too much wine at church? In what world would he think I’d still want to meet him? Okay, so now I know. Only one photo is not enough. I need several. I also need a face photo if I am not sure. I was asking for face photos at home, but I’ve been giving Italians some slack since they’re so closeted. I know some of you will ask for video verification, and I did that in Philly with good results (met a really hot 23-year old student), but not everyone will agree to that and personally I’m not a fan myself. What would you have done when it went south and he began trying to force you to do something that wasn’t in your agreement? I didn’t feel particularly bad about ending it when I did, but I do feel like it was a close call. Live and learn.

Thanks. Glad you are enjoying my adventure. I really hope to see the cutie from today again for sex, but now I’m thinking I’ll ask him if he’d be willing to be my guide for a few trips. I’m guessing he’s not working here and might need some extra money. I think the sex would still be free and there is nothing like having a cute local show you around.

I was thinking maybe I got a false impression of this place after the initial flood of Grindr messages and my incredible luck at having a hot Argentine neighbor who liked to get his dick sucked. I started looking at the messages I hadn’t deleted and did some more weeding out which reduced the number considerably, but still, I continued to get new people contacting me every day. The problem, as those who use Grindr will understand, is that guys play games. I had one guy message me who sent a photo of a nice cock. As I was responding to him, my WiFi froze and the message sat there “sending…” for about a minute. In that time, he blocked me. I have a backup Grindr account, so I logged in and messaged him and asked me why he blocked me and he said it was because I looked at the photo he sent and didn’t respond. I told him my WiFi had slowed and then blocked him. Anyone who would block someone for not responding immediately is not someone I want to invest any time in. Another guy sent me some very delicious dick pics and messaged me every day since I got here, but then our communications would suddenly stop. Yesterday he said he would stop by after a haircut. I didn’t hear from him again. More on him in a minute. Another guy messaged me and sent me a photo of a really fat cock. It wasn’t incredibly long, but it was really thick. He was interested and committed to come by around 8:30. I went out to eat and when I got back, he was here in a few minutes. He was very wiry, like he had drunk way too many espressos, not particularly handsome or really hot, but hey, I’m trying the local flavors. Even though my profile is very clear what I am looking for (still looking for a local guide and conversation exchange, but I am clear that I only suck), and even though our conversation confirmed that I only wanted to suck, as soon as he came in, he pulled down my shorts and started sucking my soft cock. There is nothing worse than receiving a blowjob from someone who doesn’t know what they are doing who thinks that if they are super aggressive you will become hard. I eventually pulled him off of me and got him into position on the bed where I started sucking his cock. It was a really nice piece of meat, very thick and long enough to hit the back of my throat and go down slightly, but not long enough to cut off my breathing. It didn’t take him long to come. He wanted to see me again, but I blocked him as soon as he left since he obviously was not honest in his communication with me and wanted more than what I had agreed to do. This morning I thought I’d try with my friend who didn’t show up after his haircut yesterday. In his album he also had a short video of him jerking off, so I was sure his photos weren’t “enhanced”, and he seemed worth investing more time in. After we exchanged “buon giornos” and other pleasantries, he told me he was still waking up. And then the conversation stopped (again). I interpreted it as disinterest and told him I wouldn’t bother him anymore. He asked if I was angry and I just said I wasn’t interested in infinite chat. He said he understood. I told him to contact me when he was ready to meet. After lunch, I came back and took a nap and he messaged me. He said he could come over if I wanted and told me he could be here in 30-40 minutes. One hour later, I message him and asked if he was still coming. Silence… I told him I thought he was playing with me and he insisted he wasn’t. He said he was leaving his house then. More silence. Again I messaged him and asked if he was on his way. Nothing. Again, I said I thought he was playing games. He sent me a voice note saying he was helping his mother. And that he was on his way. At this point I didn’t believe him and was ready to give up, but I restrained myself from writing any more. And then, by a miracle, he told me he was looking for parking. I went out to meet him on the street. I hadn’t seen his face, so I didn’t know what to expect. I was very pleasantly surprised. He was adorable. Classic Italian boy - short dark hair, mustache, wearing a hoodie and training pants, very sporty looking. He was younger than I expected. His profile said he was 26, but he looked younger. We came up and he immediately started kissing me. I caressed his body to find he had a perfectly firm ass, smooth body, was nicely tightly muscled and his cock was not a disappointment. We made out a lot and eventually I started sucking him. It was a perfect cock and I really enjoyed it. He lasted just the right amount of time - not too quick, but not too long that I started to get bored. After he came, we snuggled and chatted about a variety of things. I hope I will see him again. He was definitely worth all of the trouble and now that I know that his mother isn’t well and he is here helping to take care of her (he lives in Milan), I will be more patient (even though I think there are other reasons why he was kind of a flake). So, out of four guys I met so far (this is my fourth day), only one was a disappointment. The other three were really hot. A few things that I have learned which may explain why it’s different here than Bari. In Bari there were a few gay bars and there was also a sauna. Here there is nothing, and Grindr seems to be the only way that people can meet each other. As my cute friend from today explained, it’s very small and everyone knows everyone. People pretend they are straight (this guy had a Chilean wife who lived in the UK). Sometimes in places that are not open, where people are closeted and discreet, you can meet guys you normally would not have a shot at (because they have so many other options). Here, they may be attracted to me because I’m not local and they can discreetly come and see me without anyone finding out their secret. At some point, I really need to stop with Grindr though and start doing some sightseeing. The weather has been a little unsettled, so I’m waiting for it to calm down, and then I’ll begin exploring some of the beautiful towns along the coast. My newly formed impression is not that much different from my first impression. Reggio is a beautiful place, the people are friendly, the food has been amazing, and the guys are plentiful and for the most part, very hot. My friend from today told me he liked daddies like me (he also told me his actual father is a few years younger than me). Only one guy on Grindr has asked for money, and to be honest, he is nowhere near as hot as my friend from today or my Argentine neighbor. So I’d say, if you are reasonably good-looking, in decent shape, or have any other qualities that guys might be looking for, this is probably a good place to meet some hot Italian men. My next trip will be somewhere up north - Milano or Bologna, so we’ll see how it compares since I know the gay scene there is more developed and open. Not sure I will keep reporting, but if I learn anything new, I’ll let you guys know. Now, I have to figure out if I want to continue this conversation with a couple that just hit me up. Couples always confuse me, but it could be fun…decisions…

I rented this Airbnb for the month, but I might also get a place in Sicily for a few nights once I figure out where I want to go. You get a significant discount if you rent an Airbnb for a month. I’m planning on a few day trips, which will probably help me connect with guys in nearby towns and that might turn into me renting a place for a night or two if they can’t host. The guy I was planning to meet tonight said he was tired (he may be playing games) but another guy who wanted to meet in the morning when I was out came by. He was a really hot little guy with a perfect, tight body and nice cock. He lives in London and is here visiting his parents. He desperately needed a blow job and I was happy to help out Honestly, I wasn’t expecting to have any sex, that wasn’t the purpose of the trip, and I would be fine if that were the case. But it’s turning out to be a really nice perk.

I’m back in Italy for a month. After my trip last year to Bari, where I didn’t have as much fun as I’d hoped, I had low expectations. I don’t know why, but so far, it looks like I’m going to be very busy here. I’m using Grindr to meet people, and as soon as I landed my phone started blowing up. I am getting a full range of men contacting me - young (early 20s) to hot daddy types. While not all of them are my type and not all match what I’m looking for, I just counted the profiles I haven’t deleted (because I am interested) and there are 40 prospects waiting for me to connect with, and some of them are very hot. The first (and so far only) guy I met is an adorable Argentine who is half Italian (as are many Argentinos) with a nice big cock, beautiful slim body and extremely handsome face. And he’s my neighbor. He lives five minutes away from where I’m staying. He came here yesterday for a nice slow blow job and appreciated it so much he came back today for more. He said he’d like to come every day I am here if possible. How’s that for customer satisfaction? I haven’t sampled any Calabrese sausage yet, but it looks promising. I have plans to meet another guy this evening who has a very big cock and also likes to receive oral. We were going to meet last night, but he wanted me to go to him and I was tired from walking around all day. Today I am saving my walk for this evening so I can go to his place. As far as Reggio is concerned, I really like it. It’s a small city, new by Italian standards since most of it was destroyed in the early 1900s by an earthquake. It’s very picturesque, on the Strait of Messina with a view of Sicily. The people seem friendlier than in Bari and overall, the city seems to be less worn down than I expected. There are a lot of places that are accessible by train and I can also take the ferry over to Sicily and explore. So, if you are looking for a place to go in Italy where you might be able to have some fun as well as enjoy the best that Italy has to offer, put Reggio Calabria on your radar. I’m staying in an Airbnb and there are no problems bringing people up. Nothing is mentioned in the rules about guests, and the entrance is very private. I think being able to host is an advantage since many of the guys are either married or living with family (except for this guy I’m going to meet tonight). I guess I should also mention that I changed my Grindr profile as I often do when traveling to say I’m looking for conversation exchange partners. I actually was hoping to meet a few people who could help me out with my Italian and maybe show me around in exchange for some English conversation. I only have one line in my profile saying what I prefer sexually (I like to suck), but that hasn’t deterred anyone. I am shocked by the number of responses I’ve gotten - no one wanting conversation exchange yet, but a lot of very horny guys wanting to hook up. I had one guy message me early on asking if I wanted to spoil him, saying he wanted money, but not telling me how much. He was okay and I was considering it because I had just arrived. Then he messaged me again and asked me to tell him if I wasn’t interested. By then, I had an idea of the possibilities and I told him I had plenty of offers. I much prefer to be with guys who want a good bj and not just money, and it’s amazing that at 65 I have so many offers. Daddies seem to be popular here So there you have it. I am very surprised and having a great time so far.

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I have two poppers stories. I came out when I was 17. I had a friend who was a few years older. Back then, we called them “fag hags” - she fit the stereotype - a little chubby, only gay friends who thought she was fabulous, not attractive to straight men at all (let’s just say, she was a bit much). She was my date to our homecoming dance in my senior year. She wanted black flowers. We had been going to gay discos for a few months together by then and always did poppers on the dance floor. We decided to sneak poppers into the homecoming dance. But how would we do them without being detected. She had the brilliant idea of putting them on a tissue and hiding it in her flowers, which we did. As soon as we walked into the cafeteria, where the dance was, people started freaking out. “What is that smell?” They were looking all over. She went into the bathroom and flushed the evidence down the toilet. No one ever figured out it was us. When I moved to SF in the 90s, I was getting acupuncture at a clinic near my apartment. One night I went to a sex club. I had poppers in my cargo shorts pocket. I woke up late for my acupuncture appointment the next day, threw on my shorts and walked very quickly to my acupuncture appointment. By the time I got there, the cap had come off of the poppers and my shorts were soaked. I couldn’t go back and change. As I sat in the waiting room, the receptionist reacted first. “What is that smell?” They couldn’t figure out where it was coming from and fortunately, I was not a suspect. Then when I went into the treatment room and the smell followed, no one made the connection. The window was open and there was construction outside, so they blamed that and closed the windows. I couldn’t not get out of there fast enough. I have stopped buying them, but if someone offers them to me I usually don’t say no.

So true.

Does anyone use Snapchat? It’s a whole other world and I am curious if anyone can help enlighten me. I’ve been asked before if I had Snap,when I asked people for photos and I said no and had no interest in downloading it. But for some reason, after I arrived for a month-long stay in Philadelphia, I downloaded it and created a profile. Not long after that, it came in handy. I was visiting my brother in New Jersey in a small town about 40 minutes from the shore - really in the middle of nowhere. As we were heading back to Philly, I saw I had a message on Sniffies. A guy was saying I should visit a certain Italian grocery store there which I was familiar with because my brother loves it and I am so envious that it’s where he lives. It is Italian grocery Mecca. I told this guy I loved it, and then figured out that he worked there. When I asked him for photos, he asked if I had Snap, and this time I did. He became my first friend. He sent me a video of him jacking off and shooting an amazing cum shot. Then he sent me another. And another. It was wild. I was new to all of this, so I didn’t know the etiquette. I saved them (and still watch them because they are really hot). He’s a really cute NJ Italian deli boy. I so wanted him but he just wanted to flirt on snap (and may have a girlfriend). Then I noticed friend suggestions (after I made sure none of my friends or contacts could find me). They were things like “gooners” and “bators” and lots of guys with some variation of “hung” in their name. I am assuming they were all friends of my new friend, deli boy. I started adding friends and they added me back. Some of them are straight, some haven’t added me back, but quite a few have sent me snaps of big beautiful cocks swinging around, cumming or jerking off. What is this? As one who used to have to sneak into an adult bookstore to buy a porno mag, this is a whole new level of access to sexual stimulation that I am bewildered and intrigued by. Can anyone share helpful insights on how we might use this for fun? Otherwise, I think Snap is useful for those guys who are still closeted and afraid that someone will discover their deep dark secret.

I am heading back in a few weeks and this time I have Snapchat installed, so we’ll see if that makes a difference. I’ll be in Calabria and probably visiting Sicily. Now that I am familiar with the fascination that some Italian boys have with daddies, I’m going to try to use that to my advantage. Fingers crossed. In Puglia, my Grindr profile was looking for a conversation exchange partner, and I will do the same in Calabria. It really is my first priority and I’d rather converse with another gay person than some random stranger where I feel I have to hide. I had one good partner in Puglia, and even though he wanted to kiss me and wanted more that I didn’t deliver, he took me to some interesting places and I feel like it was a worthwhile exchange.

Beautiful photos. I don’t know if people do these things for bragging rights. I think a more likely motivation nowadays is so they can post it on Instagram, so maybe that is a form of bragging. I have found that people aren’t really interested in some of the more amazing things I’ve done. And the things where I experienced hardship were not for any bragging rights (or even to post on social media because I did them before it existed), but because I was not aware that I could say no when a guide suggested I climb a mountain in the heat and humidity of the Cambodian jungle to see lingam (whatever that is), or that I climb a mountain in Tepoztlan, Mexico to see a graffiti-covered temple. I’ve had many painful experiences and now, thanks to my age, I can simply say “no thank you” when someone suggests I climb something. Though I must say, one of the more amazing things I have done, which wasn’t terribly difficult, was to climb to the top of Borobudur to see the sun rise on my birthday. I’m not bragging though.

Today I had a very pleasant surprise. I’ve been here for four weeks. Using Grindr, Sniffies and Jack’d to find guys (see above), and while I’ve had a few hot encounters, there has also been a lot of game playing that had left me feeling frustrated and a little cranky. In addition to all of the scammers that have invaded Grindr, I’ve also been having an issue with seemingly hot guys who are either catfishing me or just playing games. We’ll communicate and then they go silent and/or block me and disappear. At this point, I really was tired of it. Yesterday (Saturday) I had the usual run of scammers and game players so by the afternoon I wasn’t in the mood. A very hot, cute, younger guy hit me up on Grindr. He had a nice body and a nice cock. He said he was driving and on his way to a wedding reception (texting while driving?) but could meet later that day or today (Sunday). All seemed cool until he asked for more pics. I sent him album and he went silent. I wrote ‘I guess you’re not interested”. A little later, he messaged me and said he was driving but thought I was really hot. There still was hope, but frankly, I didn’t think anything would happen. And then another guy messaged me. He sent face, full body with cock, and a dick pick. He was super cute, really nice smile, brown skinned, but ambiguous racially, with a nice big dick. When I asked what he was looking for, he said, “your lips on my cock” and called me a hot daddy. I was already feeling burned, so when he stopped messaging me, I wrote, “I guess you’re just playing”. I wanted to write more, but left it at that and deleted the message. I was looking forward to going home in a few days. This morning started off with a bunch of new messages - some interesting prospects, a few I wasn’t interested in, and a bunch of scammers. As I was on my way home from the gym, I got a message from the guy from yesterday. His profile is not filled out and has no photo. Fortunately, he was replying to my message from yesterday where I said I thought he was just playing and wrote, “Not at all. Just got busy.” so I knew who he was. He asked if I wanted to hang out. I said “sure” but was skeptical, so I asked him to do a video chat. He agreed and sure enough, he was the same guy, looking very cute in person. We talked for a bit, he agreed to come to my place (after first wanting me to go to his) and before I knew it, he had Ubered himself over. He was a super cute 22 year old light-skinned black guy, student at Penn, on the ski team, bi and tennis player. I couldn’t believe he was attracted to me, but he told me he liked daddies and thought I was very hot. He ended up staying four hours. We made out a lot. I sucked his dick, he came all over me (and the bed) and we cuddled and talked while his dick kept getting hard just about any time I moved (ah to be 22 again). He came one more time before he left and we exchanged info. It was such a fun and pleasant experience and restored my faith in humanity. He said he had discussed the ghosting issue with some friends and said it was because people get freaked out and change their minds. We kind of laughed about my grumpy response to him and he said it happens often with older guys. I told him I hoped I gave him a new perspective on why it might be happening (if other guys are experiencing the same time wasters I am), but I also learned that there are some real people out there, so maybe a balance between being cautious and open might work in my favor. I’m sorry he hadn’t found me sooner, but at least I am leaving Philly with a very sweet memory and a new friend. As I get myself back into shape after my COVID body phase, I am finding that there are quite a few people to whom age is not really the issue, but fitness does seem to matter. Not sure how long this will last, but I am enjoying my hot daddy phase of life.

I don’t know why we don’t have a USA forum, but since we don’t, I’ll just post this here. I’ve been in Philly for a month. I am from just across the river in South Jersey and I lived here in the 80s. Came out in 1977 and the streets were filled with sex. When I lived here in the 80s, pre-AIDS, sex was also everywhere, but once AIDS hit, things calmed down somewhat, though there were still many public places to have sex along with bookstores, bath houses, arcades, etc. Now, things have change. There are still a few parks and public places, a few bath houses and a few arcades, but nothing like what it used to be. Apps have taken over. I am 65 years old, well past my prime, but recently getting back in shape and not bad looking. This is a rundown of my experience and some tips for visitors. Apps: Grindr is a huge scam operation now, but I did make a few contacts. One cute young Latino with a nice dick who hit me up the next day for a repeat. But the scammers are out of control. Sniffies seems to be much more popular here than where I live in California. Perhaps because this is a big city and where I live is more suburban. I made many many contacts through Sniffies. The thing I like is you can see where they are. Also, the scammers haven’t taken over like they have Grindr. I’m currently waiting for a bi married guy I had a great time with the other night to tell me when he wants me to go back to his hotel for another round. He found me three weeks ago before he came to Philly on a business trip and told me when he’d be here. I didn’t actually believe he would follow through, but we had the best time and I can’t wait to see him again tonight. However, Sniffies did have a problem with guys who would contact me, express interest, even go so far as to set up a day and time, and then either ghost me or block me. It happened enough and others told me it happened to them, that I believe it was not just a fluke. Something about the app and the guys here. So it’s something to be aware of. Jack’d is popular with men of color and those who like them. I also had a few hits there. Met one guy, who was a disappointment. Was contacted by a few others who seemed promising but never came though. Baths There are two bathhouses in Center City - I went to Club Philly last Sunday evening. It’s half off on Sundays after 4 (also during the week at lunch time) - you have to get a membership (daily membership is $10) and then room or locker is extra. For a room last Sunday it was $30. The crowd was sparse, and tended towards older, but I played with a few hot older guys. Ended up sucking off a hot daddy (if he’s younger than me is he still a daddy) who after we finished saw my Italian horn on a chain that I wear and said, “Italian?” When I said yes, he said, “figures. With that mouth.” Hmmm…I don’t know if it was a compliment or not. He then called me “Sal”. I think he was kind of jerk, but he had a nice dick and I enjoyed sucking him off. Club Philly is several floors with quite a few play areas. It seems to get very busy on the weekend with a line out the door waiting to get in. As has been my experience around the world, the front desk staff is not friendly at all. But don’t let them deter you. It is worth a visit. Escorts I did make contact with a few on Grindr and Sniffies but never followed through. I thought I had an agreement with one guy and then he never got back to me. His loss, since I was willing to pay. He was asking $100 for me to suck him. He had a beautiful body and cock. I didn’t bother to check the official escort pages because I knew they were out of my range. I think there are quite a few guys available for hire if you can figure out how to do that. I had a bad experience here a few years ago, so I have been more cautious about who I invite to my place (I’m in an Airbnb where I am not supposed to have guests). I have been very sexually active while here, and while not all were people I’d want to see again, it has been fun to feel desirable at my age. My married friend told me I was the best sex he ever had with a man. So,if you are looking for a US city to visit and if sex is one of the things you would hope to find, I’d say put Philly on your list. There are also many other wonderful things about the city - great architecture, theater, arts, museums, parks, and restaurants galore. Lots of neighborhoods to explore beyond Center City. I may be biased but it is up there on my top five list of favorite cities in the world. I also love the people. Friendly, but blunt and direct. I always know where I stand with Philadelphians (unlike people in California, who confuse the hell out of me). If you come, avoid the heat of summer (or dead of winter) - late August/early September has been very nice, a few hot days, but mostly pleasant. Lots of hot young college boys running around in short shorts and/or shirtless, so there is always eye candy. Definitely put Philadelphia on your list.

Such a joke when they ask you to be specific. As if they are unaware of January 6, the “perfect phone call” to Zelenzky, the call to Raffensburger, sending troops into US cities to round up and intimidate American citizens. I don’t even bother responding to them because they are so unserious.

I like to check in on these forums every now and then to see what folks are up to, and of course when I am traveling abroad, it’s a useful source of information, but right now I am in Philly and I wish I could get the kind of information about men for hire that I can get when I’m traveling. Is it because it’s so expensive here, or it just doesn’t exist in places like Thailand, Colombia, DR or Brazil? I have been using Grindr and Sniffies and having some success with free sex, but I would love to be able to hire a really hot guy and know it’s safe. I would appreciate any tips if anyone has any.

Yeah, that was my experience and I didn’t find anything in this forum about good massage plus extras like what you find in Thailand. Seems Peter found some options, but you’d be going in blind since no one here has written about them, so we have no first-hand experience. Maybe you can try one and let us know? I think there is nothing like Thailand when it comes to getting a fully satisfying massage.

I was just looking through this forum and forgot this had happened to me. I wanted to post an update in case this happens to anyone else. When I got back, I called Metro PCS and they said that they didn't have my address for 911 emergency calls. I don't know if this was because I was abroad, using a VPN or what, but it seemed very odd to me that this became an issue after more than a month in Japan and changed from morning to evening. They assured me I wouldn't have this problem again. So, if you find that all of a sudden you don't have WiFi calling, reach out to your carrier if you can. Seems kind of obvious, but of course, I couldn't make any calls.

There are several agencies in Osaka and Tokyo featuring a lot of twinks (as well as other types). As others have said, best to read through the Japan forums. I contributed a lot recently and so have others. I found the information there extremely useful and it's not too cluttered. Happy to answer more specific questions once you've read some of the other posts if you still have any. Also, they are not really "massage" places. I had a few massages and they were mediocre. You're hiring for sex, or if you want, a bf experience. It's not like in Thailand where massage is a precursor to other things.

Baggage fees are not that much. I have found it’s about half the price of a business class seat. Not sure if you’re talking about lie flat or economy though.

I’ve flown Zip Air and it is very basic, but if you want a lie flat seat, I’ve found it’s about half the price of business class so it’s worth it. There are extra charges for everything. I pay for checked and extra carry on luggage, but not to choose my seat (only necessary if you are traveling with someone and you want to sit near them). I skip the amenity package and bring my own blow up pillow and blanket. Also, skip the food. It’s not good. What I like about it, opposed to business class, is I don’t feel like I need to stay awake for the food and drink (because I feel like I’m paying for that), so I go right to sleep. I pack snacks and order water on the flight (you can also order from a limited menu in flight). They have free WiFi but it’s spotty (for me). I also pay for the express service, which means my bags are priority tagged, so they come off first, and you get express check-in - though at Narita they asked to see my receipt first (!) until finally someone looked me up and found that I had indeed paid for the service (they are much stricter and a little weird in Japan). I flew them twice this year to Narita and it’s so much better than sitting upright for 9-11 hours. If I could find a business class seat on another Japanese airline for anywhere near the price I get on Zip Air, I’d definitely go with them, but this works and makes the trip bearable. I also like their departure and arrival times from SFO.

Personally, I had a hard time with Brokeback Mountain. I think I was influenced by the Celluloid Closet - a great documentary about censorship in film that basically made sure that gay characters did not exist, and if they did, they were portrayed as unhappy, in unfulfilling relationships, were suicidal or died before the end of the film. I saw Brokeback as fitting that pattern. I much preferred In and Out which got much less attention, but still featured some pretty big names. I made the mistake of seeing it at a theater in San Francisco and missed half of it because the laughter was so loud. It was much more positive and really about acceptance. And it was hysterical.

I don’t think BKK is the best place for public toilet cruising. It used to be possible in the toilets in Silom Center, but there is always a cleaning person there now. I used to try it in the 90s, because in Tokyo where I was living, that was the easiest way to meet people, but never had any luck in BKK. If you want to try it, it still happens in Shinjuku Station in Tokyo, but if you’re older and not hung, it’s basically a waste of time. Here’s how it works though. You have to be in a cruisy toilet. Just any old restroom won’t do. Stand at the urinal and play with your dick. If the guy next to you is interested, he’ll do the same. Sometimes people just jerk off at the urinal. Sometimes, you can sneak into a stall, but that is less common now because security people are on to it, there are often cameras, and like I said in BKK, cleaning personnel seem to always be present. In Tokyo, I often met guys in toilets and then we’d go back to my place. Toilet cruising was how we met each other before apps. I was never a fan of bars, so I often met guys in cruising areas - toilets, parks, etc.