donJ

Cairo - Update
I changed my screen name on Grindr to something in Arabic which hopefully translates to “no expiring photos”, but they continue, and the flood continues. I’m probably over 300 guys who have contacted me by now. And then there are also guys on Romeo and Blowers. It’s getting out of hand. I automatically block anyone who writes hello in Arabic with no profile photo or any other information. Total waste of time. If I don’t like their photos, I’ll just delete and if they contact me again after no response, I block. I have to find a way to manage the deluge. Not a bad problem to have. The problem of how to hook up continues, but there are signs that something may happen…
A guy who was theoretically near me in Zemalek has contacted me several times. Huge dick. Not the prettiest cock, but it is gigantic. He messaged me once and we chatted a bit, but I was still reeling from the flood of messages and nothing came of it. Last night he messaged again and told me he could host. I asked him where he was and it went something like this.
Where can you host?
Zemalek.
Where?
Google it.
To which I replied, forget it.
But he persisted. I said, I am in Zemalek. I know where it is. Where are you in Zemalek.
He answered 26 of July.
I said, that’s a long street.
I’m one block away from 26 of July. For all I know, he could have been a block away.
He messaged me again tonight and insisted he was interested. I asked again where he was on 26 of July and he never answered. We are tentatively set up to meet on Wednesday. I just messaged him and told him I would walk up and down 26 of July and see if I could find him. He’s a dentist and speaks good English, so hopefully he will get it. We’ll see.
Another guy who is older and looks like my uncle (in his younger days) has also been very persistent. He also has a huge dick. Even though he is not a hot young type, he is someone who could easily slip into the hotel I moved to for two nights so I could explore downtown Cairo. And that is what he suggested. He said I could meet him in the lobby, but don’t speak and he’d just get on the elevator with me. He said he has done this before.
And a third, really hot guy said he could host in Dokki, which is on the other side of the Nile next to Zemalek. Turned out he was a masseuse, which is fine because I could like a hot massage with a hot guy and a happy ending. He charges 2,500 EGP, which is about $45. I paid $160 at the Marriott for a massage with zero fun, so I’m fine with that.
Oh, forgot, this morning a guy with a huge dark brown dick messaged me. He also lives in Dokki and is from Oman. He said he wants to fuck me with his brother. I told him I only suck, and if his brother is anywhere near as big as he is, there’s no way either of them are going anywhere near my ass. We’ll see.
In the meantime, I have had a few guys who jerked off for me on cam. One on Grindr, the other on Telegram. The guy on Grindr had me do a video chat while I was at a restaurant. When I realized he wanted to jerk off I asked if I could call him after dinner. To my surprise, when I got back to the hotel, he was still waiting and his dick got hard in seconds. He asked to see my body and then I just sat back and watched while he jerked off into a tissue and shot a huge load. He was really cute too.
I feel bad for these guys, they are so horny and sexually frustrated. I don’t know who is gay and who is just horny, but could this explain all of the beeping on the roads? Is it sexual frustration being taken out in traffic?
I also had an interesting experience that I thought might lead to something.
Claude recommended this restaurant near my hotel for dinner. I went and it was an old school bar that stunk of cigarettes and after I sat for a few minutes and was ignored, I got up and walked out.
On the little alley outside of the restaurant, two guys were sitting on plastic chairs outside of a souvenir shop. One of them commented on my mullet and mustache (yes, I’m rocking a 70’s look as I approach 70). Somehow we ended up inside of his shop and then he offered me tea. When I declined, he said I would shame him, so I accepted. And then we ended up in a little room upstairs where they sold perfumes and lotions. He sat across from me with his legs spread wide open. He was 20 years old, really cute, and actually fun to talk to. I was waiting for the “Are you married?” question or some other signal, but nothing happened. Finally, I thanked him for the tea and the restaurant recommendation and told him I’d come back to buy something before I left Egypt. He was super sweet and I was amazed that there was no pressure to buy anything. We just chatted, he recommended a restaurant nearby, we walked about the lotions and perfumes and I left.
One funny thing - he showed me one bottle with camel milk that he said was good for your face. I said, “Camel milk? How do they get that?” And made a gesture sort of like someone jerking off a camel. Yeah, I was having a horny senior moment and forgot that camels were mammals and there were also female camels that gave milk. I thought they jerked off the camels and bottled their sperm.
Not sure how funny he thought that was, but I thought it was hysterical.
All in all, I came here not expecting to meet any guys and have been surprised at the volume and hotness of them. I didn’t even think Grindr existed. Not only Grindr, but also Romeo and Blowers (not as active, but more active than where I live outside of SF). I don’t need volume, but would be happy if I met one or two guys I could suck off once or twice before I leave.
Other than that, I am really enjoying Cairo. I’m here for a month (off an on), so I am taking it slow and easing into it, but I love the downtown “Paris of the Nile” area, and I also really liked Zemalek as my base. If you’ve been thinking of visiting, I highly recommend it. People are warm, flash big smiles, friendly and hospitable. And the culture and history are fascinating. It’s more than pyramids and mummies, but it’s that too.
If only they were as open sexually as Bangkok. This could be a sex pigs paradise with these hot men and big dicks.
Mohammed Ali Mosque in the Citadel

Some tips or informations about Lebanon ? I will be there soon

Another sepia-tinted lament about Cambodia before the hotels changed, the massage shops moved and time had the insolence to continue passing.
There was a period when your posts had genuine venom. They were crude, sometimes unfair, occasionally appalling and often very funny. Now we get the forum equivalent of an elderly colonel staring into his gin and remembering when Phnom Penh still knew how to behave.
I confess to a certain fondness for the “distended anus” era. There was real comic menace to it: vulgar, unexpected and magnificently lacking in restraint. One never knew what fresh obscenity was about to come crashing through the door. These days one can practically hear the slippers being placed neatly beside the bed.

City Club building was demolished as part of the expansive Four Seasons Hotel complex that opened in May 2026. That entire block (up to the old Chocolat Hotel) is now part of the the new Four Seasons.
 

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Couldnt name the hotels, probably never knew there names, but you can find them on the outskirts of Getsemani. The go to as a bar/club/gogo is Gabanna, not far from the tourists neighborhoods. The other one, City Club, in the tourist area, seems like it closed last year when I just looked it up. Theres another nearby, Taboo, that I never went to, as well as a video bar Geminis deeper into the city, & I didn't venture out that far. Not much else in the way of gathering places in Cartagena i dont think

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Cartagena is a great place to visit. Lots of places to visit in the day and night. 
The local beaches aren't too good - but there are plenty of day trips to better beaches you can book. Most involve a boat ride to them. Easy to arrange in town by taking recommendations from your host or visiting the port.
If travelling alone I wouldn't arrange an overnight stay at a beach resort as you'd likely miss the nightlife of Cartagena.
Pretty easy to meet locals in bars and grindr etc - and I found many Colombians liked older guys.

Not much happened. I ended up staying in Hurghada for several days, stayed in the same hotel, never tried to find another apartment since it became clear finding a private place where no one is keeping an eye, no security was not going to be easy. And another thing, after several easy dates, all of them guys off street on Sheraton Rd, cab drivers, sex becomes slightly boring. It becomes repetitive, every time I blow a guy at some construction site, a quicky for a small tip.
Seems fun, and it is, but after about a week, several guys every day and night, always outside and not exactly comfortable, slightly risky since you are in an isolated spot... at some point you've had enough. At that point, Hurghada becomes boring, the city itself is nothing spectacular. 
Hurghada is cheap, could stay there for a month or several months, but weather starts getting hotter, day time very hot. If I had managed to find an apartment, would have stayed longer, sex would have been better, I'd feel safer being in my own home, not at abandoned construction site  or behind advertising billboard, blowing a stranger. Hotels are boring and there isn't much to do during a day. 
I ended up taking a Russian charter flight to Cairo and stayed there for few days and then back to Europe. I will return for sure, hopefully more motivated and able to find a private apartment, that would make a huge difference in Hurghada.
Thailand in mid September, staying at least until mid December.. I wish I was attracted to Thai guys. Thailand is always a celibate holiday, good place for long stay but no sex. I wish North Africa had the freedom to do what you want, stay where you like and be able to host, like in Thailand, but then it probably wouldn't be exciting.
 
 
 

Gay hammams do not exist in Egypt as such.
However, when having a male masseuse, asking at the reception whether you can be naked during the massage (like in Europe), telling them that you prefer a specific type to be your guy, arriving when there are not that many people around, being alone in the room with him, complimenting his body, asking about his marital status, you most definitely - exceptions aside - get what you want. (Almost) everywhere!
In my opinion, do not expect the masseuse to initiate the deal (happens of course). The risk is solely on them. Put your hands beside your body when they lean over you. Gently move your thumb or little finger. Apologise and see how he reacts. The moment will tell. 
Good luck! Have fun!
B.

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.

do they feel the same way?

By asking the bus driver, where's he going?

In April I was in Delhi, Mumbai, Goa, Bengalaru and Chennai...

It's a challenge finding hookups free or paid, so any super hairy or overweight, fake pics, etc.... but there are some good ones.

5* hotel service is amazing.....I'm going back to Mumbai, Goa and Bengalaru the end of Oct if that tells you anything, lol 

Also going to Sri Lanka for my 1xt time from there, then Thailand, Indonesia.

Exactly something I was looking for, like I said I don't know much. I really want to go to Saigon, & I want to be somewhere more quiet as well, where I can take my shoes off, cheap massages everyday, & just generally take it easy

I enjoy reading these anyway so I will go through it & if we end up going I'll report back

HCMC/Saigon
 
I arrived by train from Danang. It’s an 18-hour train ride, but at least half the time I was sleeping and during daylight I enjoyed watching the scenery. I also got a decent meal and coffee along the way. If you have time and enjoy travelling by train, I highly recommend it.
 
Arrival was around 730 in the morning, so my room at the Alagon City Hotel and Spa was not ready yet, but the receptionist directed me to the pool area, where I had a shower and a change of clothes. Thus refreshed, I consulted Grindr. One message was from an early 30s guy from Singapore staying in a Hotel close by. We had a nice quickie in his room and I set out to explore the city after that.
 
On a coffee break I chatted with a 21 year old student and we agreed to meet at the cafe where I was sitting. We had a nice chat, then a nice walk and then lunch. After that we went back to the hotel. He was with me as I completed check-in and followed me to my room, so it seems the hotel has no issues with guests. We had no less than three rounds of great sex interrupted by cuddling and conversation. After that we went out for dinner and he returned home.
 
The next day, I didn’t do much in the morning except enjoying the rooftop pool area and some reading. In the afternoon I visited Adam Spa (Nadam on google maps). It has excellent reviews on this forum and elsewhere. Well deserved as it must be the most aesthetically pleasing gay sauna I have ever been to (once my sight had adjusted to the dim light). There is a steam room, saunas and jacuzzi on the ground floor. On the next floor is a cruising area with several rooms where you can enjoy privacy. On the last floor is a warmish chill out room with an aroma steam room in the middle.
 
I came around 4 pm on a Tuesday and there were some 12-15 other guests at that time. From late 20s to 60s. I had fun with 4 of the other guests during my two hour visit. Adam Spa is around 6 km from district one. I took 40 minutes to cover that distance by car during rush hour traffic, so next time I go, I will book a motorcycle Grab instead of a car.
 
I had dinner again with the student from the previous day and we went to the hotel for another round of good sex and a couple of hours of cuddling and sleeping before he had to go home. 
 
On the third day I had an early afternoon hook-up. He came directly to the hotel. It was meh, and the guy didn’t quite look like his pictures, so I let it be a reminder to myself either to meet people outside first or have validated photos or a video chat before agreeing to hook up.
 
In the evening, my fwb from Bangkok arrived, so for the next 5 days there was no need for saunas or Grindr. We had a good time visiting some of Saigon’s main attractions like the Independence Palace and the War Remnants Museum. We also did a day trip to the Mekong Delta and watched a show in the Opera House. It was dancing and acrobatics in the same style as the Hoi An Memories Show, but not quite as impressive. 
 
There was hardly any smog in Saigon and the city is actually quite walkable with wide sidewalks lined with trees and numerous little parks that also offer a bit of refuge from the otherwise chaotic traffic. 
 
Vietnamese food is really good, the coffee is excellent and prices are lower than in Thailand. hooking up via apps and in the saunas is easy, but judging from my one experience massages are probably not as good as in Thailand. All in all, I highly recommend a visit to Vietnam.

Ninh Binh/Tam Coc and Hoi An
 
I took a train to Ninh Binh and a Grab to my accommodation in Tam Coc, Tam Coc Valley Eco Resort. Nice little place in a compound with rooms with direct access to the courtyard/pool area. They had bicycles for free use, so my first afternoon, I explored the surroundings on two wheels, had coffee and crepe by the lake and later for dinner half a spitroasted duck that I couldn’t finish.
 
Next day I had booked a full day tour to see the ancient Imperial temple at Hoa Lu, the newish pagoda at Bai Dinh, the Trang An Tunnel cave system and finally the 500 steps up Lying Dragon Mountain to see the views.
 

On my last day it rained a little. That is perfect running weather for me, so I went for a run around some of the area that I had explored by bike on the first day.
There wasn't a lot of activity on Grindr. Mostly other tourists stay in Tam Coc, whereas it seems the locals live in Ninh Binh around 6 km from there. So if you want physical intimacy in Tam Coc, I suggest you bring a date or try a different app than Grindr.
 
A 14 hour night train from Ninh Binh to Danang and then an hour by grab brought me to Hoi An. My sleep on the train was better than I had expected, so before I left the station in Danang I purchased another train ticket for the next leg of my journey to Saigon. 
 
Hoi An is a very charming town famous for tailors, leather goods and silk lamps that attracts a lot of visitors. I discovered that a good part of the visitors are day trippers who stay on the coast or in Danang, so mornings and evenings are not so crowded, but still very charming. There is a one hour show every evening, the Hoi an Memories Show. It is an extravaganza of lights, music, fire, water, and hundreds of performers, quite a number of whom are bare chested young men. 
 

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The town has a gay bar, Living colors, and a gay sauna, Rooster. On my first evening there, a Thursday, I tried out the sauna. It is a small place covering three floors. The ground floor has a locker room and showers, next floor up a sauna, a steam room, a jacuzzi and a balcony/smoking area and the last floor has 4 or 5 lockable rooms. I had fun with the one other guest there, a forty-something local and when he left I decided to try out one of the spa treatments on offer. 
 
I chose the one hour body scrub at a price of 500k dong from which the entry fee of 150k dong was subtracted. I wasn’t too impressed. I have had body scrubs in hamams in Istanbul that had me almost floating on air as I left the establishments. This was more of a poorly executed massage with the addition of being rubbed down with a scrubbing creme. I hadn’t cum yet, so I also accepted the extras offered, which was basically just a handjob. I tipped 500 k and the therapist seemed pleased with that.
 
I gave the place a second chance on a Sunday early evening. This time there was at least 6 other guests besides me, and I hooked up with two of them, both local, one around my age and one in his thirties.
 
From Grindr I had a hook up with a Brazilian couple in their 40’s and 50’ and some side fun with a local in his 30’s at my rooms (Full Moon Apartments). At the gay bar, Living Colors, I attended karaoke night on friday and drag show (just one queen, but she did well) on saturday and made out with a very cute late 20’s from the Philippines.
 
On Grindr, it seemed that most of the local talent lives in Danang, so I think I will try staying there a few days, if I ever return. I think I may, as I have really enjoyed Vietnam so far.
 
Next and final installment of my Vietnam report will be about Saigon, where I have only been one day so far, but have already had great fun.

I am currently in Vietnam for the first time and thought I might share some of my impressions with you. 
 
First stop was Hanoi for two nights. I arrived just after dark and stayed in the area near the Notre Dame look-alike cathedral. I liked the evening vibes, people eating and walking about outside in the pleasant winter temperatures. Had a bowl of pho and a beer. I had just spent three nights in Bangkok, so I wasn’t exactly starved for sex, so I just had a few chats on Grindr that didn’t go anywhere that evening.
 
 
 
Next day, I discovered that Hanoi is not quite as charming by day. The smog is very dense and it has apparently become a permanent condition during the winter months so they should be avoided if you have any respiratory issues. I don’t, so I was happy to walk about for around half a day taking in different sights like the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum, the Imperial Fortress, Temple of Literature and a couple of lakes and parks.
 
I ended up by the train station where I purchased a ticket for one of the next legs of my journey and then returned to the hotel.
 
Since the previous evening I had chatted with a 40 year old from the Philippines, who had lived in Hanoi and was back to visit for a while. We met for beers and dinner and a few more beers, before going back to my hotel, The Chi Boutique Hotel. Security guy and bell boy looked, but didn’t say anything, so I would characterize the place as joiner friendly. All in all a great date with good conversations and tips about Vietnam and a nice round of sex 😀
 
Next morning, I was picked up to go on a two night cruise on Halong Bay. It was a very nice cruise on a small boat with four other passengers and six staff. Tour operator is called Indochina Junk. The cruise cost around 600 usd and included meals, guide and activities. 
 

 
I returned to Hanoi for one night after the cruise. My date from my second evening had recommended P6 sauna as a fun place, so I went. I arrived around 6 on a Sunday evening. The place was busy with guys mostly younger than me. Everything is on one floor with a bar, saunas, steam rooms, jacuzzi, a darkish space, a few private rooms and a lounge for smoking.  
 
I had lots of fun with foreigners and locals. The local etiquette is a bit funny. The Vietnamese are not shy to touch and grope, but when it comes to doing the deed, they seem to prefer dark places. And no, I don't think it was because they couldn't bear to look at me, cause I did hook up in a lit private room with a cute 30-year-old from Ecuador
There is definitely fun to be had in Hanoi from the apps, but if the purpose of your trip is carnal pleasures, there is more fun to be had in Bangkok in my experience.

Hi @donJ I was in Vietnam for three weeks early this year and had a really good time. People I met also reccomended the Ha Giang Loop and I think I will do that next time I visit. Vietnam is easy on the wallet and people are very friendly. I also really enjoyed the food and coffe. The only negative experience was the high levels og smog in Hanoi. I am not someone who goes out late, but there were plenty of opportunites in both Hanoi and Saigon for someone who enjoys that.
 

Hello @donJ,
I wrote the below thread more than 1 year ago about my long stay in Da Nang, Vietnam - a beautiful coastal city.
It is very Da Nang centric - and perhaps it will give you a small glimpse on gay life in Da Nang.
During your trip to Vietnam please update us here as it would be nice to see Vietnam through the eyes of 2 guys who are in their 30s.
Thanks
 

A friend invited me to potentially visit Vietnam for a few weeks early next year. Know a little about it but not much, and heard it's only getting more and more popular as destination. I've never been to Asia before, but I've always wanted to go & see some of the big cities. I love meeting new people & going out way too late. But I'd also enjoy some barefoot walks & hammock naps, & some humid jungle weather. Anyways, does anyone have any experiences of any kind or thoughts on the country? Just trying to get a general feel & this is more interesting group than the generic travel forums. 
I also spent a LOT of my time working so I'd love to reap some of the rewards of being leisurely & not worrying too much about the wallet. We're both in our mid 30s.

The level of details and clarity of your report reads like a novel. I feel like I'm there beside you. I love your trip report!

Hi
I just returned from a nine-day Hurghada trip. Unfortunately, I can't top Connor's stories or compete with White mouse's experiences. To both, thanks for the insight.
In terms of accommodation, I followed Connor's advice and stayed in a private apartment in a local area close to a lively street called Thalateen. That street is super cruisy, both in the mornings and evenings. When having Egyptian breakfast, two guys started talking to me asking the endless same intro questions (Where are you staying? Alone? Married?). They weren't handsome enough to take them home. Both in their early twenties, slim bodies, certain teeth missing, ... At night, the street get's filled with guys enjoying sisha and drinking mint tea. A waiter gave me his phone number and asked to meet after his shift. He eventually texted me at 3 am, which I only realised in the morning. As he would have been a potential candidate, I replied his text the next day, yet my texts remained unanswered.
The whole of Hurghada seems to consist of horny Egyptians looking for some extra cash. The majority of InDrive drivers I spoke with told me they are not originally from there, yet maintain families in Cairo and work a couple of months with tourists to earn as much as cash as possible. Almost always, the conversation ended with proposals to meet for a massage with sex at my flat. Out of the 26 taxi's I took - the app keeps a record - I had this conversation 23 times. In three occasions I couldn't bother as the drivers were wearing gallabeyas. I took drivers upstairs for beer and hashish on two occasions. The sex was ok, yet the conversations were also interesting. As I speak Egyptian Arabic quite well, it has given me more insight into their lives and needs. Surprisingly - doesn't happen a lot - one guy also wanted to kiss. Both came pretty fast. Their bodies were like mine, average, yet their faces were funny, curious and full of life. I rather don't pay for sex, so tipped them extra in the taxi.
I went twice for a massage at the spa Connor had recommended. I arrived after 7 pm (they seem to close at 9.30 pm) and had two different massage therapists on both evenings. The massage were decent (1700 LE) and relaxing in both occasions, when reaching my upper back to be massaged, they paced their hard cocks into my hand palms. The penises were good sizes, super hard and often would appear out of their pants. As the doors could be opened immediately, I didn't feel the need to be fucked. One therapist - on the first occasion - asked if he could fuck me on the table. I refused and he respected that. He really wasn't me type. The second was 24 years old, super masculine and arrogant-looking cocky. I asked him to fuck me. He changed the massage table closer to the wall, barricaded the door, sat on my upper legs and gently entered. His strength and masculinity turned me on massively. It was a great fuck. He cleaned me afterwards.
I was lucky to have a friend for visit from Cairo, whom I met when I was living there in 2016. We then met on an unofficial gay party and we stayed in contact all over the years. Meanwhile, he is married with a four-year old daughter. The two things I like about him: his sweet and caring character (no money involved) and his buff, broad and muscled master body. He's the Arabic type that doesn't have to take any supplements in order to look as hot as hell. It's impossible to meet him without feeling like a rabbit, albeit never having the feeling our 'relationship' is about sex. Call me stupid, in denial or naive, but he is most likely the closest to a deep friendship I ever have become. He stayed with me for three days and we got swimming, snorkelling and eating out. With him, I have better sex than with my husband in Europe. We slept in the same bed and would regularly wake up to fuck each other. 
As Hurghada in terms of city is boring, especially when my friend left, and the surroundings are not that spectacular either, I took a GoBus to Luxor for three nights. Over there, I stayed at the Iberotel. It rained the first day, which is highly unusual. I took the chance to re-visit the Karnak and Luxor Temple. The amount of tourists has sharply risen since 8 years ago. Luxor is annoying. Sex is everywhere to be on offer. The guy at the hotel bar came to my room twice to check if everything was ok (room service). He didn't turn me on at all. Nothing happened. Many horse carriage drivers seem to be willing to take you around and more. Many looked like they hadn't showered in a week. Two taxi drivers wanted to take me to their private apartments. No, thanks. One of the shop owners at Karnak took me inside his perfume shop and when spraying a smell I actually liked (an exception in Egyptian oil and perfume shops), he surprisingly stood suddenly behind me smelling my neck pressing his hard cock against by ass. Having a tea at night at the felucca boulevard, I got approached by a man who wanted me to show his boat (again...). To be fair, almost nothing happened - I just flirted - as I was still with my Cairo friend on my mind and stomach.
I don't think I will be returning to Hurghada. I prefer Sharm El Sheikh more. It is more diverse, less family oriented, it has a nicer shopping area and the surroundings (desert, Bedoiun culture, Ras Mohamed, Dahab, Taba) are more interesting and more beautiful. In terms of guys, Hurghada has pleasure around every corner. Like everywhere in Egypt.
Next destination: Cairo, Siwa oasis, Marsa Matrough and Alexandria... Next year!