But they are not of me, but of a 'friend' - I'm always hard.

Yannick, 28 years old, mixed race, bottom gay escort in Marrakech, Morocco.

As hard as I can get, while you keep on sucking me - My cock measures 25 cm. Seriously you believe that? How fool Just to resume, the escort market here is sick and disgusting. And it spoils the normal fun market, too. I personally would not recommend Morocco to those who want to meet local boys for fun. Its disgusting!

Marrakech - WikiSexGuide - International World Sex Guide

How could they? The disgusting escort situation in Morocco Thank you very much for your report. I have no sexual interest in Arabs but in Blacks very much! I love reading candid reports like yours, most members here sugarcoat their interaction with moneyboys prostitutes, escorts. The disgusting escort situation in Morocco My limited experiences of escorts in Europe from Moslem countries is similar to the opening post. All we get is trouble. User who gave Like to post: The disgusting escort situation in Morocco desperate people do desperate things.

Originally Posted by fedssocr. Originally Posted by christianpfc. Once they are in Germany, they are housed, fed and get medical service for free. The disgusting escort situation in Morocco Probably best not to ask Christian what he'd like done with immigrants, one of his hero's doesn't have a particularly good track record in that department - or in Christian's eye's maybe very good but just was stopped too early, I'm not sure which Originally Posted by goji.

That's before they go around harassing women, committing a terrorist atrocity or some other obnoxious behaviour.

Europe needs to be much more selective about who is allowed in. So I handed over dirham for a produced I felt forced to buy, and moved quickly towards the door with my unwanted purchase. This I thought would be the end of the ordeal, but it only got a whole lot uglier As I came back out into the blistering sun, all I wanted to do was get back to the relative safety of Jemaa El Fna from where I could head back to my riad and put the whole uncomfortable episode behind me. Instead I was quickly followed by my unwanted guides who promised to get me back there.

Again we navigated a seemingly endless maze of streets and alleys until we arrived at a much quieter one with no tourists and only a few Moroccan women quietly passing through with their food shopping without even making eye contact with me. In the middle of this quiet street the 15 years old points left and says "main square that way, easy to find" at which point I thought ok they aren't taking me to the square but it's money time and I can finally get rid of them without any further bother. Not so. The rougher of my unwanted guides turns to me and aggressively says " dirham, dirham".

Having read my guidebook thoroughly before, I thought this was incredibly steep and thought a few coins or small notes would suffice. So I offered a 50 dirham note and all my coins in good faith expecting them to accept and run off back into the alleys to accost more tourist prey. The response was "you insult us, this is not real money, how dare you insult us" I suddenly felt very uneasy being acutely aware that we seemed somewhat off the beaten track.

Voices continued to get raised as they insisted I had insulted them and their "service" and to my surprise nobody stopped or intervened to help diffuse the situation, all the locals just carried on their business regardless despite the situation rapidly escalating out of my control. Then came the really frightening bit Feeling an absolute sense of terror I put my hand in my pocket and gave them dirham each, which they snatched from my hand I somehow stumbled back to the square I'm still not sure how as I was in a terrified blur, shaking with terror and anger that nobody had intervened to assist.

I felt like I had been mugged, only thankfully without the violence, although the use of it was certainly threatened to terrifying effect. Perhaps unsurprisingly, I went straight back to my riad for the rest of the afternoon where I felt more safe and secure. On my second full day, I woke up and tried to put the terrifying experience of the day before behind me, thinking to myself that I shouldn't let what happened ruin my week long trip or taint my opinion about Marrakech and Morocco in general. Although I felt more positive, I felt like a walk round Menara Gardens would help ease the stress of the previous day away and that a nice sedate way to do it would be to travel by caleche.

What could possibly go wrong with a walk in the park and a ride in a horse drawn carriage I thought?

So I picked my ride, and after some haggling, agreed a price of dirham for a ride to Menara Gardens, a walk around and back to Jemaa El Fna which I was happy enough with. So I sat back, relaxed and enjoyed the ride up to the park whilst soaking up the suns rays. Then as we approached the park, I was abruptly told by my driver I must be back in 20 mins which I thought was odd and too short an amount of time to enjoy the tranquility of the gardens.

After some discussion I managed to extend this time to 30 minutes, although this again wasn't enough for me to enjoy the gardens.

Related hotels...

So after a fleeting visit to the gardens I got back onto my ride ready for the leisurely ride straight back to Jemaa El Fna, or so I thought. We headed back off in the direction we had came in initially, until we veered off to the left. Ok he's taking me on an alternative scenic route and didn't really think anything else of it. The driver was pointing out hotels and casinos on the way, very nice they seemed but not really what I was in any desperate need to see or take pictures of. We wound through several similar looking soulless modern palm tree lined streets again in the blistering heat but didn't seem to be heading back anywhere near the medina.

Then without warning the driver turned round and said " dirhams". Immediately I had a sinking feeling that once again being a lone traveller again I'd been taken for a ride metaphorically speaking as well as literally. I argued with him stating that we had shaken and agreed on a price of dirhams, to which his response was that he was taking me for a tour of the city. Great I thought, if I had have wanted a tour of the city but that wasn't what we agreed before I jumped on board.

My protestations about not wanting a tour fell on deaf ears as we rode on and again he insisted on dirhams seemingly without any room for negotiation. Once again I felt like I'd been lured into a part of town I didn't know to then be fleeced for cash based on my unease that I was lost and couldn't jump off the caleche easily. It didn't take long for things to turn verbally ugly and I once again felt an overwhelming sense of panic as I didn't know where I was and the modern soulless streets of the new-town were near deserted during the stifling mid-day heat.

In the end I offered dirhams which he agreed to, once again I'd been well and truly ripped off. He carried on his merry way through the kasbah where I felt very uneasy being the only tourist being driven through on a caleche then he came to an abrupt halt and insisted that I get off for a wander round and take pictures.

Marrakech, Morocco Male Escorts

By this time I'd had enough of him, the caleche, the kasbah, getting ripped off, Marrakech and Morocco and all I could think about was getting back to the riad and trying to find a flight out of there. Just as I was thinking that, one of his family members arrives at the caleche and insists that I visits his pharmacy "not again" I though so I sat tight despite having my arm grabbed to get off.

Eventually they got the message and the family member disappeared back to his pharmacy and the driver dropped me back at Jemaa El Fna and I was dirhams lighter for a journey most of which I didn't want to take.

I am hugely disappointed as I really wanted to love the place and "feel the magic" like so many travelers do, but that wasn't my experience at all. I think perhaps that I was more of a "target" as I was travelling alone, so probably wore the look of a tourist new to the city too obviously. That said, I didn't expect to feel quite so uneasy and unsafe as I did.

• craigslist gay dating ogden.
• dating tips for gay guys.
• Get our latest new and updates.
• Marrakech - not a good experience - Marrakech Forum.
• The disgusting escort situation in Morocco?

As I mentioned earlier in the post, I don't want to put people off visiting, reading so many positive reviews about the place I'm well aware that my experience is probably in the minority, but I wanted to share my experience to make other travellers aware, particularly lone travellers. Interestingly my guidebook suggested that Marrakech is fine for lone travellers but that women may feel uneasy and harassed, based on my personal experience I would be very wary visiting there alone, whether male or female.

Thanks for sharing your experience with us, maybe it will help someone who looks at the forum before leaving for Marrakech. I think it would have helped you out a lot to look at this forum before leaving as most of the things you have experienced do come up on the forums and you would have known what to look out for. It does not justify what happened to you, it was wrong and something should be done about it.

The first thing I would point out to anyone going to Marrakech is to find out how much the taxi is going to cost before getting in, you should not pay more than 20 Dirhams anywhere inside the city and that is usually being ripped off.

• Girlfriend Experience Gay escorts in Marrakech, Morocco.
• korea gay scene.
• The disgusting escort situation in Morocco.
• Yannick, 28, bottom gay escort in Marrakech - Gay Escort Club?

If a guide comes with you and you want to get rid of them, then ignore them and tell them you dont want their help, these type of guides will always give you problems at the end. You paid Dirhams to avoid trouble, I dont think they would have done anything to you but clearly they did frighten you into paying up, personally I would have got my mobile out and said I was calling the tourist police, this would have turned the tables and frightened them a little, take a photo of them and tell them you will report them if they dont leave you alone.

I have travelled through the medina many times on my own, I cannot speak Arabic but I always get by. Can involve dinner, going out and other activities with the escort. This type of companionship when there is good personal chemistry betwen two people is highly prized and normally leads to more satifying sexual experiences. You may only enter this website if you are at least 18 years old or the age of majority in the country you live in - if not, you cannot enter the site.

If you are accessing this website from a country which prohibits access to adult content or any associated activities, you do so at your own risk. It is your responsibility to comply to local laws. This website only provides a service which allows adult individuals to advertise their time and companionship to other adult individuals.