30. Mermaid Motel
1-10 May, 2026
Event Guys
Mermaid Motel
Flight of Self
You’ve had enough. New you, new life. What now? Obviously, you book a flight to the Canary Islands. Sun, sea, and a suspicious number of very attractive “self-improvement experts.” Growth is about to get… hands-on.
Plans? Just Vibes
The island hits you like a warm cockslap across the cheeks. Yes, those cheeks. Colors, bodies and sin. You check your pockets: one crumpled flyer, a list of names, zero plans. Perfect. Nothing says reinvention like wandering into trouble on purpose.
Cain, Of Course
There’s a saying in your world: “You don’t find Cain Marko. He finds you.” Guess what? He does. After a drink (or three?), you spill yourself in the best of ways. He grins. Self-improvement? Lucky for you, he’s already ahead of that curve.
Sunny Cunny Stop
Cain drags you to the Sunny Cunny Hotel, because of course that’s where the action is. Who do you run into? Link Parker. Influencer, menace, legend. You’re here to learn… but something tells you this won’t stay professional. Best vacay ever.
Influenced, Deeply
Link talks about discipline, routine, control… then looks at you like you’re the most appetizing thing on the menu. Cain laughs, you lean in, and suddenly “growth” feels less like a plan and more like a shared experience—the sexiest kind.
Edjied Mind
Mid-sandwich—yeah, that’s definitely a thing—Edji Da Silva strolls by like he owns the poolside. You should behave, buuut… you don’t. One question becomes ten, then something sharper, thicker, and harder. He smirks, stretches… and then… Poof!
Papi-Style
You’re wrecked... in a good way. You say to yourself, how can this be even better? Ay, Papi! Yeah, him. He studies you like a canvas and whispers to himself the naughtiest of plans. Circling you like an artist in heat, he pounces and then bounces…
Final Boss: Brock
Your crumpled flyer is just a cum rag of happiness at this point. One name left: Brock Banks. Problem? He doesn’t do walk-ins. Solution? You, apparently. Cain shrugs, Link grins, and you knock anyway. When the door opens, you get turned on… hard.
Earned, Not Given
Brock doesn’t talk much, he listens and whispers. You hold your ground, somehow. When he finally nods, it feels like a win you didn’t know you needed. You came with a bulge in your pants… and you’re leaving with something far more sexy. Best vacay ever!
3h 24m
42 
Flight of Self
You’ve had enough. New you, new life. What now? Obviously, you book a flight to the Canary Islands. Sun, sea, and a suspicious number of very attractive “self-improvement experts.” Growth is about to get… hands-on.
4h
48
Plans? Just Vibes
The island hits you like a warm cockslap across the cheeks. Yes, those cheeks. Colors, bodies and sin. You check your pockets: one crumpled flyer, a list of names, zero plans. Perfect. Nothing says reinvention like wandering into trouble on purpose.
3h 52m
48
Cain, Of Course
There’s a saying in your world: “You don’t find Cain Marko. He finds you.” Guess what? He does. After a drink (or three?), you spill yourself in the best of ways. He grins. Self-improvement? Lucky for you, he’s already ahead of that curve.
3h 21m
96
Sunny Cunny Stop
Cain drags you to the Sunny Cunny Hotel, because of course that’s where the action is. Who do you run into? Link Parker. Influencer, menace, legend. You’re here to learn… but something tells you this won’t stay professional. Best vacay ever.
4h 12m
108
Influenced, Deeply
Link talks about discipline, routine, control… then looks at you like you’re the most appetizing thing on the menu. Cain laughs, you lean in, and suddenly “growth” feels less like a plan and more like a shared experience—the sexiest kind.
4h 28m
66
Edjied Mind
Mid-sandwich—yeah, that’s definitely a thing—Edji Da Silva strolls by like he owns the poolside. You should behave, buuut… you don’t. One question becomes ten, then something sharper, thicker, and harder. He smirks, stretches… and then… Poof!
3h 55m
72
Papi-Style
You’re wrecked... in a good way. You say to yourself, how can this be even better? Ay, Papi! Yeah, him. He studies you like a canvas and whispers to himself the naughtiest of plans. Circling you like an artist in heat, he pounces and then bounces…
4h 12m
84
Final Boss: Brock
Your crumpled flyer is just a cum rag of happiness at this point. One name left: Brock Banks. Problem? He doesn’t do walk-ins. Solution? You, apparently. Cain shrugs, Link grins, and you knock anyway. When the door opens, you get turned on… hard.
3h 57m
90
Earned, Not Given
Brock doesn’t talk much, he listens and whispers. You hold your ground, somehow. When he finally nods, it feels like a win you didn’t know you needed. You came with a bulge in your pants… and you’re leaving with something far more sexy. Best vacay ever!
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