12/2018 - Some things never change - International mongering

[Jimmydr]

...not to mention....

No Herpes
No AIDS
Nothing that penicillin couldn't kill
No cell phones
No feyboo
fake boobs & ass just didn't exist...it was all real....


Without the internet, how many would have found international mongering?

[Jimmydr]

I was lucky, had Domincan friends and they took me

[greydread]

Without the internet, how many would have found international mongering?
3 million GI's knew about it long before there was an internet.

[Jimmydr]

3 million GI's knew about it long before there was an internet.


I doubt many of the members here were GIs.

[greydread]

I doubt many of the members here were GIs.
GI's had a membership to something far larger in scope.

[Jimmydr]

GI's had a membership to something far larger in scope.


That has nothing to do with most of us?

[greydread]

That has nothing to do with most of us?
Depends on who you mean when you say "Us"

[Jimmydr]

Depends on who you mean when you say "Us"


The 90% of us that were never in the service.

[greydread]

The 90% of us that were never in the service.
93%

It's not for everybody.

[Jimmydr]

93%

It's not for everybody.


If I only knew what I would be doing.

[greydread]

If I only knew what I would be doing.
...following in some GI's footsteps.

Any plan to cycle millions of young Men at their sexual peak through a regional conflict had better include lots and lots of food and lots and lots of Punani.

[jacknback]

I found it without the internet!......Had a friend who talked me into going to Costa Rica with him.

It didn't take much persuasion once he started in about the available pussy.:corky:

[Jimmydr]

I found it without the internet!......Had a friend who talked me into going to Costa Rica with him.

It didn't take much persuasion once he started in about the available pussy.:corky:


So meeting some ISOC guys didn't take you to new levels?

[whatever]

Without the internet, how many would have found international mongering?

I worked with a guy who got a job in Haiti of all places. While
he was there Haiti went through a period of political
instability. His group was immediately flown to Boca Chica
because it was close by and had open hotel rooms. With nothing
else to do he quickly found the mongering scene. He wasn't
looking for mongering he just blundered in to it. I went to BC
with a buddy because of his stories. Now I have a whole lot of
friends that have been to BC and/or Sosua and even Colombia.
None of us would have ever done this if a co-worker hadn't been
sent to Haiti. We never thought to get on Google and see what
was going on in places like BC.

[BlueDevil]

First p4p encounter was in 1972... while in the Navy... no Internet, only IBM 360s that took up space in entire buildings, and AROD Durham was still poking around with ARPANET. :p

[Drjetman]

15 years ago I met a guy who was 70 years old. He'd show me pictures of his "girlfriends" from the Dr. I went to Santo Domingo with him. The rest is history.

[Jimmydr]

15 years ago I met a guy who was 70 years old. He'd show me pictures of his "girlfriends" from the Dr. I went to Santo Domingo with him. The rest is history.


Where is he now?

[Westy]

I got brought into The Great Game by a colleague in the International Office, who set things up for me to give my Aeronautical Cartography course in Paraguay.

I traveled down there in company with 'Flip' (not his real name) and his #2 man, Kevin, who would become his deputy representative for Southern Cone. Along the way, IIRC in Sao Paulo's Guarulhos Airport where we were changing flights for Asuncion, Paraguay, Flip briefed us on the night-life scene in town ... starting with the admonishment, "What happens down-range, STAYS down-range!"

Our first day in Asuncion was memorable ... from getting swept straight through customs by/with Colonel V, the commandant of their military mapping service, to dinner-and-drinks with him and his technical director, LtCol C ... to finishing up at the nicest cat-house in Asuncion, where I got my gentle introduction to P4P. On the following nights, we got out to places like the Arena Cafe, which was a pickup-place for girls ISO "foreign affairs" ....

Had a couple more pleasure-trips to Asuncion, then I learned about Uruguay on Jackson's "Argentina Private" website ... followed his "ISG" to the Dominican Republic ... and there, on my first Sosua trip, I met Seville and he told me about this place.

Now, ISOC is like my digital "second home."

[quietcorner911]

I have a childhood friend who is a set designer in Hollywood. A family member told me that he worked on the movie Field Of Dreams. I Googled Field Of Dreams and stumbled upon you guessed it,Hotel Field Of Dreams,made a reservation and met Billy Lane aka Dominican Billy and the rest is history. Thank you Billy and RIP.

[BigDave]

Philippines 1978, started mongering at 18.
went to Thailand as well but was young and dumb and scared by the sick dick pics they made us watch.

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[greydread]

Where is he now?
Does it matter?

If he's alive, I'll bet that he's remembering his adventures and smiling. If he's no longer with us, I'll bet that he died smiling.

[Drjetman]

Where is he now?

He still goes to Santo Domingo for the winter. He has had prostrate issues so he has to inject his dick with something in order to get hard. He doesn't go with as many women as before but he is still at it.

[greydread]

He still goes to Santo Domingo for the winter. He has had prostrate issues so he has to inject his dick with something in order to get hard. He doesn't go with as many women as before but he is still at it.
I love happy endings!

[jacknback]

So meeting some ISOC guys didn't take you to new levels?

Of course it did Yimmy....Haven't you read the times I've given props to Papi, Omgr and Black Sultan?

[Jimmydr]

Of course it did Yimmy....Haven't you read the times I've given props to Papi, Omgr and Black Sultan?

Only 15 or 20 times:corky:

[Jimmydr]

He still goes to Santo Domingo for the winter. He has had prostrate issues so he has to inject his dick with something in order to get hard. He doesn't go with as many women as before but he is still at it.


Growing old sucks, bigtime.

[Jimmydr]

Does it matter?

If he's alive, I'll bet that he's remembering his adventures and smiling. If he's no longer with us, I'll bet that he died smiling.


I know I will.

[greydread]

Growing old sucks, bigtime.
The alternative kinda sucks too. :rolleyes:

[Jimmydr]

The alternative kinda sucks too. :rolleyes:


But we all get to the alternative

[greydread]

But we all get to the alternative
Exactly

So what would you rather do?

Hang on for as long as you can and enjoy life's carnal pleasures as long as possible?

Or would you rather go for the reset and hope for the best?

Me, I'm sticking with what is right in front of me until I can't any longer.

Growing old is the best!

[PapiQueRico]

Of course it did Yimmy....Haven't you read the times I've given props to Papi, Omgr and Black Sultan?


And though we have had our disagreements I am happy to have met you and would be pleased to chase pussy with you again!

[Jimmydr]

Exactly

So what would you rather do?

Hang on for as long as you can and enjoy life's carnal pleasures as long as possible?

Or would you rather go for the reset and hope for the best?

Me, I'm sticking with what is right in front of me until I can't any longer.

Growing old is the best!


You mean being stuck in a bed, wearing a diaper eating mush is better? No.

[greydread]

You mean being stuck in a bed, wearing a diaper eating mush is better? No.
Not many of them want to check out. There must be something special about one more day.

[Jimmydr]

Not many of them want to check out. There must be something special about one more day.


Maybe if they had one of my days:corky:

[Mr. Smooth]

I was one of those GI's Grey mentioned. October 1984 downtown Frankfurt, West Germany. A payday weekend, we had just finished up a gunnery in a place called Grafenvoehr, or Graf for short. Guys had been talking about hitting up Frankfurt after we got back. I was curious after having heard the stories as I had only been assigned to my unit not too long before.

4 guys shared a couple hotel rooms a few minutes walk from the train station and after checking in and dropping off our overnight bags, off we went to explore. I can't remember being so excited. And then I see a KFC, a McDonalds and right next door is an x-rated movie house with posters of topless girls. The next corner was Dr. Mueller's Sex Shop, that included an adult book store, various toys and an upstairs peep show with a lesbian show going on.

Turn down the street and you had well dressed guys with the personality of a used car salesman standing outside a girlie bar asking us to come inside, "Free look, no problem", and a sexy damsel would appear to entice us to walk through the black curtain into a neon world of carnal delights in the back.

And then the "eros hauses", about 5 stories high, stairways leading up to each floor, well worn steps that had been trod for generations of horny dudes from all corners of the world. I can't tell you how many times I would go on to climb those steps up and down as a young 19, 20 and 21 year old guy who could get a "fuck and suck 50 marks", about $18 bucks at the time. For a young enlisted kid knocking down perhaps $250 bucks on the 1st and 15th of each month, it was a great bargain!

My first Thai girl, my first Nigerian, Kenyan, Cameroon, Ghanian girl, my first Brazilian girl, as well as girls from so many other countries around the world, weren't in those countries in later years, but right all there in Frankfurt before I was 21.

To this day, I can probably say that those experiences made me damaged goods for any sort of long term relationship in adulthood. 35 years later, it still is embedded in my mind the joys, the anticipation, the excitement....of being overseas and enjoying the many erotic pleasures of the women that populate the different parts of our world. I have yet to ever seriously meet an American woman who I could honestly feel in love with enough and to be faithful with, to marry. I know that ongoing decision to stay a bachelor, a term that seems so quaint these days, has served me well, though I also can see the loss of what so many men do have, that of a loving wife and family, which I've never experienced. But I'm ok with that.

The life I have lived over the years has provided many memorable experiences and travels that those who went another, more mainstream, road in life, will also most likely never experience themselves. Life can be a trade off of sorts.

Joining this site only served to reinforce this mindset and in also giving me the tremendous opportunity to meet so many great guys along the way and to share stories, info, laughs and memories from our common bond.

[Westy]

I was one of those GI's Grey mentioned. October 1984 downtown Frankfurt, West Germany. A payday weekend, we had just finished up a gunnery in a place called Grafenvoehr, or Graf for short. Guys had been talking about hitting up Frankfurt after we got back. I was curious after having heard the stories as I had only been assigned to my unit not too long before.

4 guys shared a couple hotel rooms a few minutes walk from the train station and after checking in and dropping off our overnight bags, off we went to explore. I can't remember being so excited. And then I see a KFC, a McDonalds and right next door is an x-rated movie house with posters of topless girls. The next corner was Dr. Mueller's Sex Shop, that included an adult book store, various toys and an upstairs peep show with a lesbian show going on.

Turn down the street and you had well dressed guys with the personality of a used car salesman standing outside a girlie bar asking us to come inside, "Free look, no problem", and a sexy damsel would appear to entice us to walk through the black curtain into a neon world of carnal delights in the back.

And then the "eros hauses", about 5 stories high, stairways leading up to each floor, well worn steps that had been trod for generations of horny dudes from all corners of the world. I can't tell you how many times I would go on to climb those steps up and down as a young 19, 20 and 21 year old guy who could get a "fuck and suck 50 marks", about $18 bucks at the time. For a young enlisted kid knocking down perhaps $250 bucks on the 1st and 15th of each month, it was a great bargain!

My first Thai girl, my first Nigerian, Kenyan, Cameroon, Ghanian girl, my first Brazilian girl, as well as girls from so many other countries around the world, weren't in those countries in later years, but right all there in Frankfurt before I was 21.

To this day, I can probably say that those experiences made me damaged goods for any sort of long term relationship in adulthood. 35 years later, it still is embedded in my mind the joys, the anticipation, the excitement....of being overseas and enjoying the many erotic pleasures of the women that populate the different parts of our world. I have yet to ever seriously meet an American woman who I could honestly feel in love with enough and to be faithful with, to marry. I know that ongoing decision to stay a bachelor, a term that seems so quaint these days, has served me well, though I also can see the loss of what so many men do have, that of a loving wife and family, which I've never experienced. But I'm ok with that.

The life I have lived over the years has provided many memorable experiences and travels that those who went another, more mainstream, road in life, will also most likely never experience themselves. Life can be a trade off of sorts.

Joining this site only served to reinforce this mindset and in also giving me the tremendous opportunity to meet so many great guys along the way and to share stories, info, laughs and memories from our common bond.
Great story ... reminds me of how much I missed, as a DoD civilian back in DC, making the maps for your Reforger exercises. :rolleyes:

[Jimmydr]

Great story ... reminds me of how much I missed, as a DoD civilian back in DC, making the maps for your Reforger exercises. :rolleyes:


Westy, otherwise referred to as "Rambo"

[greydread]

Great story ... reminds me of how much I missed, as a DoD civilian back in DC, making the maps for your Reforger exercises. :rolleyes:
14th Street was a monger paradise back then. There was so much good Punani running around DC it was difficult to believe. Moving to the area was like signing on to a lifetime subscription of readily available, good looking Pum-Pum and they were moving here from all over the world. Back then (1981) Intelsat was HQ'd at 900 L'Enfant Plaza and Comsat was HQ'd at 955 L'Enfant Plaza and the USPS HQ was right across the street. Imagine 1,000's of the best looking and well employed Women in the highest concentration of beauties possible just a block away from the Forrestal Building where I worked.

DC was the good-pussy capital of the World back then.

[Jimmydr]

14th Street was a monger paradise back then. There was so much good Punani running around DC it was difficult to believe. Moving to the area was like signing on to a lifetime subscription of readily available, good looking Pum-Pum and they were moving here from all over the world. Back then (1981) Intelsat was HQ'd at 900 L'Enfant Plaza and Comsat was HQ'd at 955 L'Enfant Plaza and the USPS HQ was right across the street. Imagine 1,000's of the best looking and well employed Women in the highest concentration of beauties possible just a block away from the Forrestal Building where I worked.

DC was the good-pussy capital of the World back then.


Every American City was.

[Westy]

14th Street was a monger paradise back then. There was so much good Punani running around DC it was difficult to believe. Moving to the area was like signing on to a lifetime subscription of readily available, good looking Pum-Pum and they were moving here from all over the world. Back then (1981) Intelsat was HQ'd at 900 L'Enfant Plaza and Comsat was HQ'd at 955 L'Enfant Plaza and the USPS HQ was right across the street. Imagine 1,000's of the best looking and well employed Women in the highest concentration of beauties possible just a block away from the Forrestal Building where I worked.

DC was the good-pussy capital of the World back then.
I obviously led far too sheltered a life. :(

[Jimmydr]

I obviously led far too sheltered a life. :(


Only 20 years of pussy:mrgreen:

[BlueDevil]

Philippines 1978, started mongering at 18.
went to Thailand as well but was young and dumb and scared by the sick dick pics they made us watch.

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Double thanks~ Loved the first picture, I can still smell the Shit River on my way to Magasaysay Street...

[Westy]

Double thanks~ Loved the first picture, I can still smell the Shit River on my way to Magasaysay Street...
I'm glad it doesn't smell that way any more ...

[MrHappy]

I still remember walking into Tony Tursi's "La Riviera Club" in San Juan mid 1970 as a 17 yr. old sailor and walking into a room with 200+ latina prostitutes and ordering a rum and coke for .15 cents.

Girls were 4 dollars and the room was 6. I was always in that place, and always broke.

[Jimmydr]

I still remember walking into Tony Tursi's "La Riviera Club" in San Juan mid 1970 as a 17 yr. old sailor and walking into a room with 200+ latina prostitutes and ordering a rum and coke for .15 cents.

Girls were 4 dollars and the room was 6. I was always in that place, and always broke.


I am getting my time machine ready