Mexico gay cruising

It’s not big—just a bar, a rooftop patio and three apartment-sized rooms in varying degrees of darkness—but it attracts a hot crowd that knows what it wants and doesn’t hesitate to act on it. At the back there’s a 1980s-style dancefloor.

“Take the pink line and transfer at Pino Suárez to the blue line.”

As I waited for the train, I noticed a group of guys standing towards the end of the platform. From the creators of La Purísima, Soberbia mixes campy nostalgia with art performances, installations, and erotic displays for a truly disruptive LGBTQ+ nightlife experience.

📍 Location: República de Cuba 2, Centro 

🕙 Hours: Evenings until late 

🔥 Popular nights: Fridays and Saturdays

🎭 Special events: Live art performances, erotic shows, and pop-up installations

💡 Insider tip: The music here is strictly ’90s pop—no reggaetón allowed.

It’s usually permissible to add or remove things from your bag over the course of a visit, provided the attendant has the time to help you.

Many of Mexico City’s cruisy gay experiences are hard to put a label on. The city was getting more progressive, but there was still a different culture to understand. Others are conventional gay bathhouses, with rentable rooms with doors that lock, and steam rooms, whirlpools and other sauna-like amenities.

It’s packed most nights, but Tuesdays, when patrons get a large number of drinks included in the cover, are extremely popular.

Boy’s Club at El Taller (Florencia 37a, Juárez, Mexico City). I wasn’t about to turn down a show, and a show is exactly what I got. Coming in feels like arriving at a 1960s men’s club, with the wooden counter and retro fixtures.

A part of me was shocked to see this kind of cruising—so overt, under the bright lights of the train, as we were ferried along underground between stations. I sat in the front corner seat, keeping an eye on the guys I’d boarded with who had all sat near each other.

The tension mounted stop after stop, as no one got on or off.

These guys were definitely cruising. But none are as well known or documented as the last car of the Pink Line. Another play on words: sodome=sodomy, but also “So, do me!” This long-running and well-run establishment is a classic gay bathhouse, with steam rooms, jacuzzis and private rooms for foolin’ around in, as well as lots of dark rooms and maze-like spaces.

I glanced over my shoulder for one last look, but the men had already reset for open doors. “Find the window at the station and ask for a card, 50 pesos con tarjeta nueva,” I was told. But never fear: They’ve launched their “Boy’s Club” on weekends, giving the basement space a sexier vibe, and it’s men-only on Sundays—and that includes the strippers.

Pervert(changing venues; location provided only to ticket holders).

Sic Club leans more into a classic dance club experience than a gay club, drawing a crowd mostly in their thirties who are here for the music and atmosphere.

📍 Location: C. Versalles 64, Juárez

🕙 Hours: Saturdays only, 11pm – late

🔥 Popular nights: Saturdays (the only night it’s open!)

🎭 Special events: Rotating DJs, listed on Resident Advisor

💡 Insider tip: Pregame at nearby Zona Rosa bars starting around 8pm before heading over.

As I stepped off, I looked back one more time. Instead, tuck a credit card, an evening’s worth of cash and your phone in your front pockets and leave them there until you’re inside a venue.

Using Uber or another ridesharing service to get to a venue can be a good idea, but remember that Mexico City has “ghost Ubers” that will pick up unsuspecting (and especially intoxicated) passengers in order to rob them.

The Pink Line has long been a cruising hotbed, as documented by David Graham in his seminal book, The Last Car: Cruising in Mexico City.

Odds of an encounter increase towards the more gay areas of town obviously, but as ever where there’s a will, there’s a way.