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Campus Stock? Bar Campus?
The name of this new partnership/collaboration/joint venture/LLC or whatever, should be a portmanteau (we're talking about Montreal, so Bozo figured he would give his post a French flavor by using a mot francais) of the names of both bars:
1. Stock + Campus  =  Stampus
or
2. Campus + Stock  =   Cock
Bozo prefers the latter.
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He needs to post more pics.

I’m not really a fan of overnights, to be honest, I only do them with a few regulars I already know very well. That said, spending the night with someone you’ve never met is a bit of a gamble for both sides. May I suggest starting with a 2 hour session and ask the provider if they’d be open to extending it to an overnight if things go well and YOU feel like it. Think of it as a “test drive” before making the full commitment.

He is beautiful! NYC once again proves why its the best place on earth for meeting gorgeous providers.

Kudos to the Blue Jays for a series well and hard fought.
My favorite (no secret here on COM) Will Smith continues to impress, most innings caught in World Series history. His late homer in the game 7 11th inning didn’t suck either!
 
Will Smith homers, catches every inning of World Series
WWW.MLB.COM TORONTO -- Will Smith caught every inning of a Fall Classic that went 18 frames in Game 3 and 11 innings in Game 7. In total...  

Excellent Series!  I wish Toronto had won…but they put up a valiant fight. Congrats to the Dodgers!!

@Rudynate Was this on RM? 

You can try the Spunk party at the Monster Bar on Thursday and Saturday nights. Although many of the same Spunk boys also work at Adonis and at BuffDaddy's.
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I am going to NYC in November (21st-24th and 29th-30th) and would appreciate your recommendations on what to do. I am initially planning to do Adonis (will do Naked on 29th) and also Buffdaddys when they are going but is there anything else I should know and consider? 

Any input, ideas and thoughts are appreciated. Would also like connect with other stripper fans.

Excited for this trip, hope to get some feed back.

I was in all male prostitution brazil's sauna, The New generation of boys is worst, always was, but now... well, the "best" places are Belo Horizonte (sauna 1097), São Luís(Maranhão-go63) and... Belém(Pará-sauna paradise), better to try, Bogotá, (dagoas i guess its the name) a lot of venezuelans, they are hot, the prices are 70R$ to R$60-50, Yes... low, between 10dollars to 14 dollar, all included, anal and oral, Bogotá more, the secret is, show yourself don't enjoy of all and they will Love you for low prices, all this happened on january 2025. I know more tips, I had a lot of expirences, I'm 43 y o, bye

It will be determined in Toronto. I hope that the same location pattern as 1993’s Blue Jays win in 6 won’t jinx it for a repeat whether 6 or 7.

It’s been a while since I followed baseball (obsessively), but man oh man, 18 innings?!?!  That means both pitching staffs are absolutely wrecked, but at least the Blue Jays pulled out the crucial win.  The two starters in the next game will be under enormous pressure to go 7.  A complete game would be like manna from heaven.

The EIGHTEENTH innings. Are you serious?

Wait a few years and it will be at the cardiologist's office, at the urologist's office, the guy who knocked you out for your colonoscopy...

People who might know by now, know that I’m a big fan of MisterBnB. Every time I travel I tend to stay in one of those (and specially if they have clothing option listed). This time I traveled to California and stayed in this lovely bungalow/guest house in the back of a house with a huge yard with a pool. The owners were these two young New Yorkers. One was a young exec at a big corporation and the other one was his artist boyfriend. I arrived at the house late at night and said hi to my hosts and went straight to my guest house. The guest house had giant photos of one of my hosts posing in some very erotic photos for a coffee table book that was left on the nightstand. Well, I got a huge erection just thinking about him. The next morning I slept in until almost 11 (as I was jet lagged) and heard some noises outside of people playing in the pool. I peaked in and I could  could see my two hosts by the pool, one of them with his Speedo reading a book on a lounge chair and the other one fully naked swimming. I got hard again so I decided to take a shower, clean myself (just in case), and put on my grey sweater pants and a tshirt and go out to greet them. They asked me if I wanted to go for a swim. I said that I didn’t have a swimsuit with me and they said that they don’t wear them. The one wearing the speedo was just wearing them to get the sexy tan line. He took it off and jumped on the pool. I could see my dick getting harder so I took a breath, turned around and took my sweatpants off and my hard dick came out. I tried to control it a bit not to look too obvious. I quickly jumped on the pool to try to disguise my erection. We got to talking and they asked me what I was looking for in town. I just said that I was coming for some fun. And they were “we are fun”. I could sense the sexual tension between us escalating and I took my chance. “I’m all ears. I’m open to anything.” And one of them grabbed me by my dick and said “we noticed”. Fuck. I could have cum right there. What happened afterwards you could imagine. We started fooling around. We left the pool and continued making out and sucking each other off over the lounge chairs. At one point, the young executive went on his fours so I could eat his ass and ended up fucking him while the young artist came behind me and fucked me. I hadn’t done the train fuck in a long time but I loved it. I came inside in no time and I was spent afterwards. The weekend was a mix of me going out, coming back to my guest house and my hosts texting me if I needed company so we could do it all over again. I left a really satisfied customer. 

Give me a day or two and I'll gladly spill the beans...
 

Any and all graphic details, please!!

My first visit to the then-Soviet Union was during Perestroika, when the country was beginning to open up. I was on a month-long cultural exchange, and the first quick stop was one night in Moscow. I was bunking with a gay (platonic) friend from the U.S., and during our training had met several other gay guys in the group. Having grown up during the Cold War, I/we imagined all kinds of terrible things about the country, including a dangerous homophobia. (Even my mother had warned me about picking up tricks there!) Imagine our surprise when we arrived at Sheremetyevo Airport and up walks our tour manager Dimitri, who was blasting out gay vibes in all directions. Could this really be? (Indeed he was a screaming queen, and later followed me back to the States, but that is another story). We got signed into our hotel, giving up our passports, and several of us went to check out the Bolshoi Ballet. We were in luck...Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake was playing that night and there were tickets available. We got seats in one of the mid-level balconies, where the whole stage was in full view, if a bit far away. It was magnificent. During the intermission, we wandered to the lobby and were amazed to find not only a bar serving champagne and other alcoholic delights, but an elaborate dessert buffet laid out...and...all free (or I should say, included in the admission ticket price). I imbibed a couple of coupes of champagne and a sampling of beautiful petits fours. Before heading back to my seat, I thought it prudent to stop in the Gent's, and what a surprise awaited! There were all kinds of fun and games going on at the urinals. As a new face in town/American, a bevy of young gentlemen descended on me. I couldn't believe it, but even visions of my exile to Siberia didn't stop me from grabbing a luscious uncut cock in each hand as another guy went down on me. It was either so crowded in there, or straights were just obliviously going about their business, or this particular mens' room was the designated orgy zone, but no one batted an eye. Eventually two guys, a gay couple, invited be back to their dacha for the night. This was too much for even me...would I be murdered in bed, or arrested by the KGB, sent to Siberia, or kidnapped and never make it back to my hotel in time for the next day's flight to the provinces? In one of the few times I ever exhibited such good judgement, I declined, despite continuing advances. If it hadn't been during my first few hours in the country, I would have gone for it...the USSR turned out to be filled with gay guys ignoring their government just as much as we ignore ours when it comes to dick. But alas, it took a few days of getting the lay of the land, and confiding with Dimitri, to be my usual slut, there in the land of the hammer and sickle. 

Hey guys. this is one of my most passionate encounters ever. January 2023, I was staying on the Walt Disney world property and had sniffles on just to see what I might find. Man I couldn’t believe it. Hookups wanted everywhere. There was a 50 ish guys staying at Pop century and he was in his swimming trunks. White 6’2 and the most piercing blue eyes. When I tell you the encounter was hot. Now we actually had to use a bathroom stall, the bigger one all the way towards the back on the main lobby but it was discreet enough. We had mutual helping hand, he sucked me for a bit and then we frotted till cumming. He was sitting on the toilet and I was standing and thrusting on him. Our chests would meet and in between the flushing of toilets and such I would hear him moan softly as we are dry humping penis to penis and his hand alternating between the humps and jerking me. IT really picked up intensity towards the end but what was great about it was that since there was a lot of noise nobody could hear some of the little thuds that would happen from trying to pleasure each other. It was in one of those stalls that was big enough where you couldn't see peoples feet and such. I remember one moment I started rubbing the top of his head gently as we are thrusting away dry humping and kissing the side of his face. It really seemed that he needed that. I literally shot all over his abdomen, but he didn't cum. He had to clean up and get back to the pool.  It was really hot. He wanted to meet up again but he said he was with his adult daughter and I had to leave during the weekend so we couldn’t meet up. But man I’ll never forget that. 

They replied to my WhatsApp — they’re not even coming to New York, I guess just baiting to see if someone will fly them out. So not real.

A couple local provider friends and I were recently lamenting the lack of community among escorts.  And how lovely it can be to meet up with guys who’ve had similar experiences. 
Do we feel like there’s an appetite out there for a NYC provider meet-up of some kind?