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Hello Folks:
Just wanted to add a summer update of things. So, I will plonk it all here.
Had to cancel Brazil due several last-minute events that happened pretty much over 1 day. Airline refunded price of out bound ticket, but my return was a separate ticket, so no refund, just a travel credit.
I was also in Southern California. Very bad homeless, drug user issue around MacArthur Park west of downtown LA. Lots of hookers near the navy bases in National City just south of San Diego. Some "out of sight" homeless camps in San Diego. Went to a sex club on Beverly Blvd near Vermont west of DT LA. Not as good as pre COVID. Also went to a sex theatre near the Sports Arena in SD. Semi slow when I went. The weather in SoCal was great.
United international planes were definitely nicer then American, especially walking past business class. Food on AA in economy was not that good and very small portions for very long flights. AA app remains a total joke vs United app, though improved vs 2025. Maintenance on AA planes was also very poor and some AA gate agents pulled folks from boarding due very small 3rd items. Absurd.
Edinburgh Fringe had tons of LGBTQ+ content this year. There were some parties as well, but as I was doing shows from lunch to after MN most days, I had no energy left for 2 am parties, plus waking early for breakfast. The Fringe simply got too big this year with around 4000 performances at around 200 venues over 3+ weeks. There are a few gay bars but not in the core downtown area, though only a 5-15 minute walk away. No idea regarding any gay for play. Grindr, Scruff, and Sniffies were not that busy for folks over 40 yo or so. Did not check Romeo for pay. Stayed at University of Edinburgh student lodgings as the price was about 100 GBP per night - very cheap for EDI during the Fringe and they host the musicians for the Tattoo as well. Breakfast was buffet style, eat all you want, though quality was not the best. LOL.
Airport hassles. US was much faster. In Europe, you might get through border control in 10 minutes or it might take over an hour. Automatic passport control areas might be fully functional or completely shut down. Your bags might take 30+ minutes from gate arrival. Security screening could be a bit easy or via Soup Nazi's from Hell and take a very long time due to poorly trained personnel and improper supervision. So be sure to allow at least 2+ hours for check in procedures once you arrive at the airport. I am not joking !! And you still have to reach the gate !
Europe was very hot through much of the summer so far. Athens was at or near 100 F / 38 C, sunny and not always very dry. Basically, unbearable mid day. There were very few boys / guys for play in the park north of the Archeological Museum around 1800-1900 hours, when they should be busy. The City was also setting up for a very large outdoor book fair that runs 4-20 September 2026. Tons of families, kids, joggers, and dogs as well. Yet there was some minimal action. But it was simply too hot for anyone to cum. There were guys in nearby Victoria Square, but they were hanging out in groups, so I saw no chance to hire. In front of the Cosmopolit Hotel and closed cinema area, (the) one guy hit on me. I had just done some food shopping but went to the Mansion Hotel (5 euros, he paid with my money) with him. The sex was not as agreed to, and he picked my pocket in front of me (loss was small) and violence was minimal. I think I saw him in the park a few days later. There were several times with the park guys that I said no and walked away, With one guy we verbally agreed to 15 euros. I then showed him the money and he said noooo, despite clearly agreeing to it a minute before. Trust your instincts and not your little head. The Athinikon cinema and another 3 level video cinema are almost next to each other near the Fresh Hotel and Economy Hotel and old Athens City Hall. Prices are now 6 e each, but no re-entry at the clean video place, but only regular folks. No pay for play. The Athinikon is nasty and was almost empty several times. Busier last year. Best by far was curiously Tuesday from 1800 hours, lol. The boys were mostly 30-50 yo !! Going rate I paid everywhere was 10-20 euros. But some asked for up to 25-50, before I said no. At the cinema there was a new scam - play with the customer and or let him suck you. Then stop. For anything else a new session and extra pay was needed. Who were they joking, the place was almost empty and they were just older average looking guys. Oh well. Never saw more than 4 guys for pay in the park, only saw a very folks near Omonia subway entrance by Hondas Center and Cosmopolit, and often 1-3 guys at the Athinikon. The number and quality of the guys was hugely less than last year. In the park, 2 guys might have been around 20 yo and neither could cum (likely due to the heat). Only 1 at the Athinikon would kiss, suck or be a bottom. All were Egyptian, Middle Eastern and maybe Pakistani. No "white" Bulgarians, Albanians, etc this year. Be aware there were also tons of police in a brown uniform, maybe like tourist police, all over Athens and many around Omonia. The druggies had to move a few blocks further away. I hope the dismal pay for play scene in Athens was more due to the heat then the ramped up policing. But we will need further reports as the weather cools and to see if Athens continues to cough up the money (which it does not have) for police. The big park clean up was apparently paid for via the Onassis Foundation and to be honest, they have done a good job.
Bugs and skin issues. At the Athinikon I got a bad contact dermatitis from the armrests in the main cinema. LOL. Mosquitos were bad at the park towards sunset, but also bad elsewhere. Lots of bites despite eucalyptus spray - I timed the sprays poorly and did not use enough. Used bilastine 20 mg up to 3x per day for the itching and an antihistamine spray.
Fleas and Bedbugs. Saw several folks in Edinburgh with bad flea or bedbug like bites. One hotel in Athens was treating some rooms for bedbugs. BBs and fleas are everywhere and as a tourist there is little you can do to avoid them.
I prefer hotels in Athens as they usually include a decent breakfast for the same cost as an Airbnb or misterbandb or ebab. Accommodation costs in SoCal and Europe continue to be very high. Prices seem to be up 50-100% vs pre COVID. When I checked for Barcelona (due to reasonable temps), prices for decent looking places were often 150+ euros per night. Brazil keeps looking better.

I'm more than just a pretty face, sarcasm and emojis 😁

The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.

You do you. If it makes you happy, I am happy for you.  I am just remembering words of wisdom from my friends in Texas: fuck with the bull and you get the horns.  

I’m so grateful to have found this forum to get inspired (lol) and excited for an upcoming trip to Egypt.
I was in Morocco (Marrakech and Tangier) last January and sharing one of my encounters here! Have a few other experiences (one of which was getting scammed by a local i met on Grinder), and might share some of them when i have time within the week.
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I’d just arrived in a coastal town of Tangier and, because of local laws, there aren’t really gay clubs or saunas. But Grindr? Absolutely buzzing. The second you open it, it’s like a casino machine that never stops spinning. My only dilemma: I couldn’t host. I was staying with friends in an Airbnb.
Around 1 a.m., a blank profile messaged me. Pretty standard there. He sent photos, said he was bi, discreet, and unfortunately for my survival instinct, he was very cute. He couldn’t host either, but offered something that sounded equal parts sweet, bold, and reckless: he’d pick me up, drive me around the city, and “kiss in the car.” I told my friend I’d share my live location for 24 hours, promised to send the car details, and decided to risk it.
He texted: “BMW. I’m in front of the door.” Honestly, that gave me a weird sense of security. Maybe I trusted the idea of trouble not driving something that luxurious.
He introduced himself. So as not to dox him, let’s call him Ahmed.
Ahmed, a local businessman, just came from a shisha session with his buddies, got horny, and found me on Grindr.
We quickly took off to a very nice drive, i must say. He explained so many things about the city.
“This is the Mediterranean side, and there’s an area where it meets the Atlantic side.” “That’s is a good restaurant with nice performances.” “Over there is the king’s palace overlooking the ocean.” It felt like being taken on a personal night tour by someone who loves where he lives, and I was happy seeing parts of town i wouldn’t have seen if it weren’t for him.
And yeah, while all this wholesome tourism was happening, the tension between us was… very not wholesome. I’d touch him, he’d let me, then we’d both stop whenever we hit busy streets or police checkpoints (Morocco was hosting AFCON, so security was everywhere). His cock wasn’t huge. More like a perfect boyfriend size. At one point his phone rang, he answered in Arabic, and I just knew it was probably his wife. He hung up, gave me that calm, reassuring smile again, and it was like nothing could rattle this man.
Eventually he drove us to a dark cliffside parking area overlooking the Atlantic. Moonlight. Wind. A few cars scattered around us doing probably exactly what we were about to do. He joked, “If you swim 5,000 kilometers from here, you’d reach New York.” while turning off the engine and interior lights of his sports car. We’ve been edging each other while on the unofficial city tour already, so told him there was something closer I wanted to reach (hint: his cock).
Ahmed quickly removed his Nike tech pants, revealing his cock and I can now play with it freely. Wasting no time, I unbuckled my seatbelt to suck him off. Moans out of pleasure all over. It wasn’t hard to deepthroat him because his dick wasn’t so big, and i felt him reach for my asshole to play with it. I asked if i could play with his nipples (a fetish of mine) and I was taken over the edge when he said “You can do whatever you want.” There I was, going between licking his nipples and biting them softly while using my hand to play with his dick, and going down on him to play with his balls.
He then unbuttoned my pants and started playing with my hard cock. “So much pre cum!”, he told me. He seemed happy I’m that turned on.
After just a few minutes I heard him say “Keep sucking me!”. His moaning and panting were getting more intense. I asked him if he was about to cum and he said yes. So i used my tongue and mouth even more intensely.
He finished. Hot. Heavy. A release that hit hard. I swallowed, laughing breathlessly, and told him there was a lot. He grinned and said it had been weeks.
I barely had time to enjoy that victory before his face changed.
“Fuck.”
Headlights exploded beside us. A large police vehicle rolled up. My heart dropped to my toes. Pants half-open. Mouth still tasting him. Brain screaming. Ahmed moved fast, adjusting himself, sitting upright like nothing had happened, rolling the window down with the composure of a man built for stress.
The officer stepped out and came to his side. They spoke in Arabic. I tried to move as little as possible while buttoning myself. Ahmed’s tone was firm. Slightly irritated. Not scared. That confidence saved me.
The officer glanced at me a few times but never addressed me. Ahmed slipped him documents, muttered something firm, and eventually the police just… left. Drove away like it was nothing.
“See?” he smiled, like we hadn’t just lived a full psychological horror film. “Everything is okay.”
I finally exhaled.
He later explained that things could have gone badly if alcohol was involved or if I’d been a woman, but usually the “worst” that happens is they ask for money. He drove me home after, laughing about how we were both unlucky and lucky at the same time. Unlucky to be targeted (out of the few cars in that spot), lucky he’d finished seconds before. We let out a big laugh.
When he dropped me off, I told him this was one for the books. And it is. I’ll never forget him, or that cliff, or how fast desire can turn into fear and then back into relief again. He smiled like he already knew.
TL;DR: Hooked up with a Moroccan guy in his car on a cliff. He finished. Police pulled up seconds later. Thought my life was over. It wasn’t. 10/10 story. 0/10 recommend for nerves.

Some people are born rich....not like myself at 82 forced to slave months & months working day in day out , to save for me Thailand trips .....life is not fair 😭

yes, it is very lively with a cute bartender. 10 - 20 working guys on any night.

FROM GOOGLE AI

  Most Arabs do not speak Berber, as the two are fundamentally distinct languages. However, in North Africa, millions of Arabic-speaking individuals are of Berber (Amazigh) descent. While many are strictly monolingual in Arabic, a significant portion is bilingual, speaking both Arabic and regional Berber languages.   Approximately 6.3 million Tunisians speak French, accounting for about 52% to 64% of the population. It is spoken almost exclusively as a second language, as the official language is Arabic. French is widely used in business, higher education, government, and the media. [1, 2, 3, 4] While French is a mandatory second language in public schools beginning in the third year of primary school, fluency levels can vary. Younger generations are increasingly learning English

I speak indeed three languages

No need to be agressive! Are you that sexually frustrated?

Your comments remind me of a time I was sitting along a beachfront wall in Essaouira, Morocco, 1979.  I’d taken a day tour to the beach from Marrakech where I was staying at La Mamounia.  As I sat on the wall two attractive young men approached me. We couldn’t communicate well but they sensed my interest in them (my eyes feasting on them gave me away!) and motioned I should follow them to a seemingly abandoned structure on the nearly deserted beach.  I almost followed them - before common sense got the better of me.  Sitting there with an expensive new camera in my hands, I thought:  Would they drop their drawers and let me blow them, or bend over for them … or would they attack and rob me of my camera and whatever else? I thanked them and returned to the restaurant where the tour group was having lunch and gathering for the trip back to Marrakech. 

Yes they have really cute faces. 
but I never tried them in bed.
J’espère qu’ils sont machos ! 

I mean all those hustlers in the Villa...The country the people their kindness the guys 's cute faces and EXTREEMLy low criminality! You will never be stolen! They are kind human beings and values....Not so sure in Maghreb

Tout à fait! Ca m'est arrivé aussi à Negombo! Les jeunes gars sont très sympas et te font vite comprendre mais de manière diplomate ce qu'ils ont envie! Le salaire moyen étant de 150 euros, soyez gentils généreux avec eux! A Gomez Place, toujours des jeunes gars à disposition! Ca peut parait etre déstabilisant au départ mais tout le monde y trouve son compte!

I actually wanted to go there the next day. But instead of going to the El Dahar, the taxi driver took me somewhere in the sand and fucked me behind an advertising sign 🫣 So maybe next time

He's 19 (I asked), and I wouldn't say he's particularly attractive, just a nice young guy. It was a bit of a strange situation. At first, his father tried to sell me perfume by rubbing it all over my hands. I was sitting, and he was standing right in front of me, with a distinct bulge under his white dress. Of course, he noticed I was looking there sometimes. But then I started haggling (I can't stop, and usually the salespeople are ready to kill me), and in the end, the price was pretty low.
That's when he brought his son, introduced us, and left the shop, standing outside. The boy tried to sell me all sorts of useless things, and then offered to come to my place and have sex. But my hotel didn't allow guests, so I wasn't too keen on the idea. I continued sitting, and he decided to show me a papyrus. He turned off the light, unfolded the image, and shone a flashlight on it (I'm not sure why they do that). While I was looking, he lifted his dress, pulled down his underwear, and began to show me his cock. It was a neat, medium-sized brown dick with a beautiful head.
The boy took my hand and placed it on his dick, which was already rock-hard. Then he whispered, "Papyrus for 30 euros, and my juice as a gift." By this time, I was already very aroused, sank to the floor, and began sucking him off. At first, he simply stood there, but then he grabbed my head and began to fuck, driving his cock deeper. After a few of minutes, he inserted it all the way inside and, without letting go, came violently with a small groan.
He tucked his cock in, called his father for me to pay, and left. I took the papyrus and perfume, and on the way out, his father told me to come back tomorrow. He stood behind me, grabbed my hips, and pressed his hand against my back (I was slightly bent over). Then he made a sharp movement, as if thrusting his dick into my ass. He patted me on the back and, smiling, walked me to the door.
Sorry for the long text, sometimes it's hard for me to be brief

Have you access to the sea ? Even if You’re not in a seashore hotel ? 
or are you just staying your whole day in the mc donald’s street ? 

It has been more than a decade since I last visited Barcelona.  At that time I met a lot of Eastern European guys at the sauna.  Now everyone talks about guys mainly from Latin American countries.  Are there still a number of guys from Eastern European countries going to the sauna?  If not, any suggestions on how to meet them?  

Very sad. I just rediscovered this bar a few months ago and had a great time. All these kind of bars are coming to an end in Europe. Maybe the boys will move to one of the surrounding bars instead. 

Definitly closed. 
A tragedy.
the owner passed away

The thing is, I never bargain, can't stand these negotiations, I make an offer that seems reasonable to me, it's 99 percent of the time good enough and that's that.
I admire your ability to save.

You asked about access to sea directly from hotel. No, hotel is not on the beach, but there is a public beach on my road, it's a dead end road that ends at the beach entrance, 400 local money, $7.50 for entry, sunbed, umbrella. It is a minute from my hotel. 
Street has several hotels, alcohol store and large supermarket.

Here is a photo, at the very end of the street you can see entry gate with  a red sign 'Mamma Mia'.
 

Yes, not directly from my hotel, but next to it, perhaps 50 meters is a beach, entry is 400 local, $7, this includes sunbed, umbrella, all day.
Or you take a motorcycle taxi ride for less than $1 to Cornish, about 4 km from my hotel, public beaches there, I walked there for few days, entry is $3, sunbed, umbrella, seemed nicer beach. Many Russian families but they are everywhere. Seems they make up almost all tourism here, I've heard Germans passing me the other day, and Estonian family. 
I'm staying in so called new Hurghada because it is mostly local life here, resort hotels are by Cornish. 
Days are boring,  just waiting for a sunset.

Hey, after leaving Marrakesh, arrived in Hurghada on March 28, used a ride share app inDrive to get to Sheraton Rd. About 5 minute ride, cost 100 EGP, about $2 USD, from now on all prices in $, easier for everyone.
Driver about 25, handsome, I told him I'm renting a private apartment at Sheraton Rd, that's the main road at new Hurghada, it is not at the beach but this is where locals live and streets are lively. Anyway, I smiled at him few times, he got the hint, I bluntly offered to blow him. We did in his car, he drive off the main highway to town. Cost 400 EGP, $7.
I had booked a private apartment at Booking com, about 5 minute walk from Sheraton Rd McDonald's, smaller side street. Key in a locker box, no security, not even a front door to enter the stairway, nice and private, it seemed.
Apartment was nice enough, $20 per night, I only booked for 1 night, although I'm planning to stay in Hurghada 2 weeks. I ran in and out of the apartment several times, bought bottle of gin, then some other stuff, maybe in and out 3 times since arrived. Never saw anyone in the building, my apartment on 4th floor.
Now things get interesting. Sat next to a local guy at Sheraton Rd bench, there are several benches, from McDonald's down the street, many local guys are sitting around, sitting is free and they always ask for a cigarette. I bought a pack just to share, it's a good way to start conversation.
So in about 15 minutes I spoke to a guy, handsome enough, maybe 25, I said I have a private place, we walked to my building. And then suddenly there is a stranger, just a guy, a local, asking my guest something in Arabic, loud tone, shouting almost, looking almost angry. I had no clue who this guy is, but my guest spoke to him in Arabic, and told me in English that guest is not allowed in a building. I called my host, apartment owner in WhatsApp, we had spoken earlier about building location. He told me no guest is allowed. I replied, this is my home, I rented a full apartment from him, and my guest is my friend. NO! No guest allowed. 
So he suggested he knows a quiet place, few minutes taxi ride, we took a taxi, not far, a construction site with no fence, no staff, it was dark by then. I blew him, guy was super hot, wanted to fuck me, I declined, but he really enjoyed to bj, so did I, 600 EGP, $11. When I gave him the money, he was protesting, saying this is not enough even though we had agreed on this before. This is the usual song and dance in Morocco, Tunisia, Egypt. So I just ignored it and he gave up.
We took a taxi back, to the center, I walked around a bit, everywhere in the center local guys make eye contact, usually offering all kinds of substances. 
Later on I spoke to another guy, agreed on the money and we walked to a closed shop front, he had a key, a b,j again. Very handsome guy, maybe 25. I liked it very much. Arab straight guys are fairly aggressive during bj , not shy at all and I like it, it's almost never disappointing.
But what is a big disappointment is the situation with my so called private apartment. No guests. Just like ever hotel, except nowhere does it state this while you are booking the place. Contrary, booking site says 'private apartment with a private entrance'.
So I'm writing this next morning, I'm checking out, looking at other places in the neighborhood. The whole point of not staying in a hotel is privacy of apartment, without it there are downsides, no security, noise from the street all night. Thinking if I should fuck this host a claim a refund, not sure but seems unfair to misrepresent the booking conditions.
I'll stay in Hurghada, kõik for another place, see how it goes, will update, hopefully later tonight.
Btw, I am new here, but long time poster at Sawadteenetwork, nicks Whitemouse and Doubledutch,  met several members from there after spending last 10 years in Pattaya, staying 6 months every winter. Tried to register at gay-thailand here, ages ago, never heard from Admin and could not post. 

This is the McDonald's, streets are quiet in the morning.
The benches are running along this side of Sheraton Rd for few hundred meters, in the evening and at night very busy, a guys, all about 25 - 30 age. You can simply sit down, some of them say hello, most will ask for a cigarette. These guys seem to be hustlers, they are smooth talkers, they certainly know I want. There are not many white guys wondering around alone.
Last night one guy I spoke to asked 3000 EGP lol, that's around $60. So you politely end the conversation, no point negotiating when this guy's negotiation start in Stratosphere.
The going rate seems to be 600 EGP, one guy asked 400 last night, $7. He was slightly chubby but I like skinny.
These benches are good place to hang out at night, this whole area is busy.
Thank you, Connor2025 for your Hurghada post from last year, very helpful.