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I have been worried since Soi Twilight closed as so many have said the area was gloom and doom and the gogo scene in Bangkok was dead. I have no idea where these ideas came from. The scene is just as active and vibrant as before. The venues have changed. The beer bars are gone but the bars and the gogo scene is great. I was in three bars tonight on Patpong 1: FreshBoys, LuckyBoys, and Screwboys.  All three were excellent. All had a plethora of sexy guys to choose from and the boys were just as plentiful as before. In fact, I think the bars have been upgraded as I certainly did enjoy the new seats, new looks, and lighting. Do not listen to the naysayers. It may take some time to walk around and see everything. But, the gay scene and the gay gogo bars are great in gay Thailand and Bangkok's scene is fun and active. 

I arrived last Friday evening from Australia via Malaysia airlines, 7pm. I was dreading the airport and freeway congestion but all good. Through immigration, collected my luggage and into my pre booked car within 30 minutes. A record. Then the roads were empty. Into the Crowne plaza in Silom 35 mins later and into my room by 8:15. WTF ! 
So some time for a quick walk around to survey the new venues post the demise of Soi T.  I’ve previously posted my love of Soi T and especially Maxis. But the Soi was more than that, it’s was self contained. Bars, gogo shows, massage and boys. Nothing better than my evening ritual of sitting a Maxis each evening watching the coming and going at bkk massage, fresh boys etc and downing a few Long Island ice teas.   
I digress. I headed to Patpong 2 to survey the set up. So ok there the new placed, dream boys Paridiso etc and screw and fresh. But there is no atmosphere. No bar to sit and watch.  Well there are bars of course but nothing appealing. Anyway I sat at one of the bars next to screw boys and downed a few beers. Then back to my room about midnight for some sleep. 
Should mention that it’s fucking HOT. Never known such heat, even in the evening so that is slowing me down a bit during the day.
So to Saturday night. I started the evening in the hotel club bar. Free drinks from 5 to 8. Bonus. Then off to Soi 4 which I’ve not explored before, only a visit to Jupiter last year.  I was in search of a bar to just sit for a while as I like to do.  It was early ~ 8:30 and the Soi was a bit quiet. First stop was banana bar. I was the only customer, with 4 waiters busy on their phones when I sat down. Drink ordered, but no atmosphere here. Waiters too engrossed in their phones to even get passing customers attention. Only positive was watching the arriving boys for the upstairs venue, I recall fresh boys venue now ?  Anyway I then moved on to Telephone bar. It’s was starting to get a little busier and I got  good seat to survey the Soi. Waiters were attentive and friendly. Stayed about a hour and will go back tonight.
Next into Taiwan. 9:30 ish and only a few customers. Drinks 500 bt. Outrageous. A few chunky boys on stage but nothing outstanding to speak of. Other guys sitting round the place on their phones. Didn’t stay for the show, just a bit sad for a Saturday night. But on exiting the place a guy I’ve seen before from one of the massage places adjacent to Taiwan grabbed me. The is very handsome and soon lifted his T-shirt to show me his muscular stomach. He then grabbed my hand and pushed it down his jeans. Nice. If only I was younger, fitter and not so drunk it would hav3 been magic, but I gave him a few hundred bt and went back to my hotel alone. But he made this old dude happy for a minute or two. 
Off to check out Fresh boys in Soi 4 tonight. 
 
 

There's another issue here which no one seems to have picked up on.  Thai notes bear the image of the king and any form of disrespect towards that image can be construed as lese majeste.  People have been arrested for accidentally stepping on his image and there was one incident where a drunken farang threw his change on the bar floor and stepped on it because he was upset about one thing or other and was sent to prison for it.  I know these are extreme cases but it doesn't hurt to be mindful of these things especially in the current political climate.

Just a couple of points from my perspective, prefaced by the general observation that you should feel free to spend what money you have at your disposal in any way you want to ensure that you enjoy the holiday experiences that you want to.
Some will spend a higher proportion of their available budget on a top-end hotels and resturants, some will spend a higher proportion on drinking and partying, and others (myself included) will spend that higher proportion of their budget on having sex with the boy(s) (they can cum in pairs   ) of their choice. Its a fundamental 'up-to-you'.
However I would observe that when you call-down a boy you like the look of in a bar and buy them a drink, a two-way interview process takes place to see if you are likely to want to spend more time together.
For their part, the boys will almost invariably ask 'what your name?', 'where you from?', 'where you stay?'. 'how long you stay?', 'your first time in Thailand?' - amongst other questions.
These seem simple questions and maybe you feel they are just being friendly, and indeed they are, but the are also subtly pigeon-holing you into degrees of potential. And, unless they are very new to the business, they will already intimately know most of the regular hotels in the area including how much it costs to stay there. 
They will also make a further assessment of you quickly dividing you between 'Mr Horny' and 'Mr Lonely'  and they can then act the pornstar or act the boyfriend accordingly. 
As a newbie ten years ago I went on my first night into the first agogo I found and then barfined the first girl I saw and she stayed with me for the rest of my holiday. Thereby breaking just about every mongering 'rule' and making just about every newbie 'mistake' in the book - but I still had a great time notwithstanding.
Just keep a smile on your face, and your hand on your wallet, and you wont go far wrong LOL

I got to Classic House right on time and there was Cha, dutifully waiting for me. I cut the massage short as I was anxious for the fun to begin. Mind you, he gives an excellent massage.
 
We were in the final stage -the chuck-wow. Suddenly, he asked if he could fuck me again! What??
 
I declined the invitation, one that I'd normally take up. But I was a bit sore after the pounding he gave me ; he has one of those Issan cocks, (although he probably has never been anywhere near Issan. Maybe it's a north Thailand thing.) Besides, I was really enjoying working on him, even though my arm was about to fall off.
 
I can thoroughly recommend him if you want a handsome, manly guy with a big, hard, fat cock who is very enthusiastic, especially when you get to the sex part..
 
There are two Cha's you can cha-cha with - I've never seen the other one but my guy is on the short side and I don't recall seeing any tattoos. Then again, I didn't really look. He refers to himself as "tea." so if you say "I want Mr Cha. Mr tea," you'll get the right one. He's a winner.
 
I offed Win again last night and had a repeat of the sterling performance from the previous night. What a find!
 
So, that was Chiang Mai. I think it was worth the visit. There's plenty is sex available but unlike Pattaya, it takes a bit of effort. You have to actively look for it if you decide to go somewhere else other than Adams Apple. The Orion bar had some very attractive freelancers, so you could always drop in there to see who is available.
 
Often it's all about luck. I knew Korn would be there but it was only by chance that I chose Cha on that first visit. For all I knew he could have been a dud. And of course, finding Win was the other stroke of luck.
 
I only had one disappointing encounter and that was with another guy at Classic when Cha wasn't available. I still have a bit of a laugh when I think that I spent an hour in a small room with a naked guy but barely caught a glimpse of his body, let alone his equipment, for the first 50 minutes! It takes a rare talent to be able to keep well away from somebody in such a confined space!
 
The Lotus Hotel was fine, apart from the very poor WiFi. Last night I struggled to get a connection and in the end, just gave up. In order to book my ticket I had to go to a restaurant and use their WiFi.
 
My intention was to email my e-ticket to reception and get them to print it off. But they don't have a printer!
 
The receptionist went next door to the owner to use his printer but there was a problem and it couldn't be done. I had to go to 3 internet cafes before I found one with a working printer.
 
My room was very spacious and had a balcony. It appears to have been recently renovated, wih a "wooden" floor and fresh paint on the walls. Great air-conditioning, too.
 
There is no guarantee that any of those the guys will be working, should I decide to come back again. And I hate relying on luck. So I'll probably not be back.
 
I've just arrived in Pattaya.
 
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A warning about booking flights, etc if you have a phone with a small screen.
 
I got to the airport check-in and handed over my e-ticket. I stood at the counter, waiting for her to check me in. It was taking a long time - there seemed to be a problem. There was - she couldn't find my booking.
 
She looked at the ticket again.
 
"Sorry sir, but this ticket for 27 December. Now only September."
 
So I had to go to the counter to change my flight. It cost 500 baht.
 
This is the second time I've clicked on the wrong date. Last time it cost me a lot more than 500 baht! So I'll stick to the ipad from now on.

I put the previous day's bad experience behind me - it was a new day and things had to get better.
 
I got to Classic House just before 5, going that my masseur, Cha, would be waiting for me, although I expected the worse. The power was out in some parts of the building and the reception area was in darkness. I saw a guy lurking near me.
 
"Sorry. Not today. I'm looking for Cha. Maybe tomorrow.."
 
"I'm Cha."
 
Oops!
 
The light and, more importantly, the fan, was not working. He solved the problem of the light by opening the curtains but the room was stifling. Just as I was about to suggest we wait, the power came back on again and we got down to business.
 
What I particulate like about this guy is that he doesn't rush things. After we've finished he starts the massage again - we go well over the hour. And he places himself strategically so I can play with his cock some more. I love the feel of a flaccid cock!
 
As I made my way to Thapae Gate I noticed there was some Buddhist ceremony about to start. I hadn't eaten all day and was starving. But I decided I'd enjoy a feast for the eyes instead. Food could wait.
 
The drummer boys and marchers were wearing what appeared to be very short, tight shorts, exposing a lot of flesh. Were they really shorts? I needed to get up very close, as you do.
 
They turned out to be some kind of loincloth, stretched tight across the arse. One boys caught me ogling a guy's butt and gave me a huge smile and then turned around so I could admire his. Lol
 
Don't you just love Thailand? In any other country you'd probably get your head kicked in.
 
At the suggestion of a forum member I went to Orion bar. He promised he'd call in some guys for a game of pool and that he'd introduce them to me, which he did. Every guy was attractive and, being freelancers, we're offable. Two guys were stunning and I couldn't keep my eyes off them.
 
I sat with a staff member who I'd sat with briefly on my last visit a few years ago. He was delighted that I had remembered his name and that he was from Laos. We sat and chatted at the bar and I bought him a few drinks. He's a really lovely guy.
 
But I had to go back to the hotel to get some more money and was then planning to go to Circle Pub to look for the cutie from the previous night. But I first decided to do into Adams and take a quick look.
 
What a difference a night makes! The place was jumping and they had a lot of customers. As opposed to the other night, some of the boys were actually sitting with them.
 
Mr Cutie spotted me, came rushing over and put his arms around me. OMG, he's just adorable! Always happy, always smiling and always very affectionate. And like all the other guys I've met there he never asks for a drink or an off.
 
So, what will I do? Had over to Circle Pub, or take Win? Decisions, decisions.
 
What if I took him and discovered he had a4 inch cock? He'd be a bit useless. Then again, who knows? Maybe the guy at Circle Pub is also less endowered. Either way, I'm taking a chance.
 
So I offed him.
 
At the end of the day, it's be quite happy just lying together naked in bed enjoying his affection.
 
On the way to the hotel we dropped into the grubby little shop next to the hotel and got some beer and some snacks. We sat on the bed drinking and chatting for quite some time and then went out onto the balcony, where he saw the pool below. He suggested we go for a swim - a skinny dip, as there was noone around at that time - but unfortunately, a staff member re-arranging the sunbeds told us the pool was closed and promptly turned off the lights.
 
So we went back inside and he suggested we shower - together!
 
Sure. No probrem.
 
He went in and I followed a minute later. The moment of truth had arrived.
 
I opened the shower door and there he was, cock pointing towards the ceiling. And I need not have worried - he wasn't particularly small at all! A perfectly respectable size.
 
He got very affectionate in the shower, rubbing our cocks together while kissing and hugging me.
 
I didn't see him take any condoms from the bar so I figured we would just chuck-wow, but he opened his little bag and out came two condoms and some KY.
 
After a lot of foreplay he put on a condom and the main event began. OMG! What a performer! He is a real tiger in bed! First this way, now sideways, then doggy, back to missionary. And he was showering me with kisses on the lips. His finish was quite spectacular.
 
After we'd finished he didn't rush off -we lay in bed chatting again.
 
I had the best time!
 
I'll be offing him again tonight.

Yesterday I decided to try Classic House massage again.
 
On previous occasions I've been disappointed with the number of boys with silicone and mooks, so I lingered outside in the soi wondering whether or not I should take the plunge and enter.
 
As usual my cock made the decision for me.
 
As I sat down to remove my shoes a very handsome hunk of a guy came and sat next to me. He flashed me that smile and I was smitten. He's mine!
 
But before choosing him I made my requirements known to the manager who suddenly appeared holding the menu.
 
I told him I was looking for a guy who could top of bottom - these days it doesn't matter - big cock, no silicone and no mooks. I learnt over and quietly and him if the guy next to me fitted the bill.
 
"Sure. No probrem. He good for you."
 
The room upstairs is very basic - just a mattress on the floor. But that's ok, as I'm not there for the decor. The room was nice and bright, which suits me as there is nothing worse than a massage in the dark, although I can understand why the boys might prefer it that way!
 
He removed his briefs and off we went. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to Lol at the goods as I was face-down on my stomach. I just hope the manager was truthful.
 
Most of the time was spend on, and between, my buttcheeks. At one stage I thought he was going to insert a finger. But he didn't.
 
Half an hour had passed and I was getting a bit anxious. Usually by that time the masseur has rubbed his hard-on on my butt. Am I only going to get a hand job??
 
Suddenly I felt it against my back as he sat on me to massage my shoulders. He then quickly put it between my legs and started thrusting. Hallelujah!
 
When I turned over his cock was just inches from my face. It wasn't huge, but more than adequate for the task. He obviously wanted me to samoke him and I happily obliged. It was like an iron bar.
 
I never cease to be amazed at how the guys are able to get so hard when faced with someone for whom they have no physical attraction at all. Incredible.
 
Time for the main event. And he was wonderful! After banging away relentlessly he collapsed on top of me with exhaustion. I thought that was it but he then asked me if I wanted more.
 
Is the Pope a catholic?
 
So he turned me over and off he went again, doggy style.
 
Chuck-wow time. There was no spectacular cumshot, but he produced a veritable tsunami of cum.
 
"I not cum for three days."
 
"Three days or three months?"
 
Jesus!
 
I'll be seeing him today.
 
I arrived at Adams Apple just as the guys were appearing on stage. There were a couple of guys I hadn't seen before, including a rather young -looking Mr M. He was obviously new to the game as he looked very self-conscious and a little awkward, not really knowing exactly what to do. The manager told me it was his first night, so he was understandably nervous.
 
Mr Cutie from Myanmar came over immediately and gave me a hug and some of the other guys who ignored me the previous night also came over to say hello. Having offed Korn I guess they knew I was not just there to look.
 
Towards the end of the night Mr Cutie came over and got up close and personal. He was drunk so now was my time to grope down below to get some idea of his assets. But that didn't seem to be the right thing to do. And besides, it's not that kind of bar.
 
One guy, Ball, who I had admired in the big cock show came and sat with me. What a lovely guy! I think I might off him tonight.
 
Everything was going well up until the manager appeared with a huge bottle of whisky. I wondered why all the boys had suddenly broken out into applause - it was for them.
 
Oh, dear. This is probably not going to end well. By the end of the evening none of the boys will be able to perform. I had visions of Eros when the boys get drunk after a customer has opened a bottle and they all end up sound asleep on the sofa.
 
But to their credit, most of the guys drank responsibly and only two ended up on the sofa. Mr Cutie overdid it a bit, as he was playing drinking games with a couple of the boys of the sofa in front of me. He would have definitely been out of action.
 
But at the end of the day, these are all young guys who love to party - didn't we all at that age? So I don't blame them. And Korn was only mildly affected and was still able to perform.
 
So it looks like I've been able to establish my routine in just 2 days - a massage at Classic and later, Adams Apple.

Having no claim to the skills of a Barbara Cartland there will be no novella here; just an attempt to overview what I found to be true or, at least, my personal impressions of my recent trip.
I flew over on Emirates and now recall while I hate the airport at Dubai. Doha is smaller, easier to navigate and run more efficiently.  I use a wheelchair these days and the system works very well on the US end and perfectly fine at Bangkok. Dubai is a nightmare. Arriving, outbound, on my connection there was no chair for any of the passengers. A confused but kindly attendant organized the chairs but this took some 40 minutes in my case. The same thing happened on the return putting Dubai on my no-fly list.
Perhaps because of the wheelchair situation, I was upgraded on the segment to Bangkok. I had almost forgotten what business class is like from my corporate days and I was impressed.  While enjoying the comfort and good food I heard some noise behind me and explored. I found a nice, comfortable bar with a bartended and seating around the sides. Assuming there is an even more lavish show in First I had to wonder what this volume of space, distributed over the coach area, would add to the comfort of lesser mortals forced to fly in a medieval torture device.
On arrival, the wheelchair whisked me through immigration and customs. Having exited customs I found, to no great surprise that the hotel car service I had arranged and reconfirmed was not there. Why do I bother as there are plenty of cabs? Well, it's almost a game now - I have NEVER had a car show up. Ever. I'm told, "it happens" - damn right. Each and every time.
A word about the cabs. Now, I may be doing something wrong and please correct me. But I trudge along to the little post and press the button and I'm assigned number 53 - all the way down the line. Now, why can't we just take the next car in line. This system seems to work to please the drivers, not the customers. Please tell me where I err.
I booked the Tarntawan with some trepidation as we have all read the mixed reviews of service and hard beds. Well, my room, at least, was very nice no stains, cigarette burns or the like. The hotel is still perfectly gay-friendly and positive. My only question is: are all the doorknobs set so close to the door frame that you bruise your knuckles unless you remember to use two extended fingers?  It's just so damn odd. The bed was, actually, very comfortable.
Breakfasts were OK, nothing spectacular. However, one day I felt very tired and decided to have a quick lunch in the hotel and ordered a club sandwich which was just nasty. One of the layers had meat I could not identify and don't care to know what it was but it was left uneaten. I would stay there again but never eat there - other than breakfast, again.
I took off, the first day, to Cutey and Beauty for my jetlag treatment of Shampoo, haircut, shave, facial, pedicure and manicure. Very nice. However, the place just does not appear as prosperous as it once did.  There was a day when they even took American Express - no more.
On leaving, I went to the restroom on that floor of Plaza Thaniya. I mention this only to highlight one other absurd feature of Thai buildings. There always seems to be steps up or down, odd placement of levels, etc. In this case, I walked in the door and promptly nearly fell on my face. As I caught myself memories flooded back of all the other times I did exactly the same thing. Why is there a sudden two-inch drop to the floor as you enter the door?
More tomorrow. I'm still jetlagged and sleepy.

It's time...
When I wake up it's mid-morning (10am-ish) and it's my last day.  I make some tea and start sorting through my receipts, then checking email.  Van wakes shortly afterwards and from the comfort of the bed watches me pack.  This is a fairly easy pack as my only purchases were some shirts in Pattaya and some more in Bangkok.  I leave room for some workout shirts from a vendor on Silom near Nakarat.  I've been bargaining for two nights now as I walk by.  The price last night was acceptable but I didn't wanl to carry anything.
I talk with Van about today.  He is off - actually, I'm offing him.  He tells me how much to give him, which is less than if I went into the club and paid the fee.  I ask if there's anything he'd like to do and get the programmed "it's up to you".  I suggest we go out in a couple of hours and ask him to trust me.
I shave and get into the shower, he joins me.  It's a gentle way to begin to say goodbye.   
Around two we head out and walk to Sathorn...Van is surprised as we haven't walked this way before.  He asks if we are going to the BTS and I answer "yes, but, no".  
I'm using he station walkways to cross over the traffic.  Once across, we are at the MahaNakhon plaza...the King Power Tower plaza.  Last night, Reader and I speculated on what it would be like to bring some of the guys we like up to the rooftop...speculation inspired by DivineMadman's  doing just that.
The answer to the speculation - surprise, joy, excitement, amazement...we did go out on the glass floor once the blue booties had been attached to out feet.  It was no where near as crowded as the night before.  Yes, it was hot under the mid day sun but it had it's own charms.  We stayed somewhat more than an hour and then did the trip through the multi-level duty free shopping.
We walked back via Silom to the hotel where we hung out.  Around 6:30 we headed over to Twilight so that Van could pay his off fee.  This gave me an opportunity to say good bye to Pau and the other waiters at Maxi's.  The Asian gentleman with a fondness for the massage staff across from Maxi's was already in place , tonight with 4 of the guys.  Good for him, good for them, and great business for Maxi's.  Everyone wins!
Van and I have a drink (he has lemon tea) at Maxi's.  I leave goodly tips for the waiters and the bartender, give a 100 baht to the Hot Male grabbers - and we head out.  I pick up the workout shirts from the street vendor, I mentioned.  Back at the hotel, I finish packing, giving all the remaining toiletries to Van, I give him some baht for his time.  The baht are in an envelope.  He doesn't open it, just puts it in his wallet and that goes into his backpack.  It's now about midnight and time to go to the airport.  When I booked my ticket, I was most interested in when I'd arrive so I could get to Pattaya in time for some interpersonal interaction (!) and as to a return, I need to be back on Saturday, December 1st.
My return isn't through Tokyo - my usual routing, but via Hong Kong and Hong Kong Airlines from BKK to HK.  It's always a mess at the Hong Kong Kong Airlines checkin...so in addition to the flight being earlier than ANA, I do need extra time...sort of a long explanation for why I'm heading out from the city as the clock strikes 12. 
Saying goodbye..we've done this a dozen times, but, this time is a bit more difficult...
Van waves goodbye as the taxi pulls out and passes him.
I make the airport, long wait to check in...Hong Kong Airlines is not a Star Alliance partner so no priority line.  Bags checked through to San Francisco.  Security and Immigrations go quickly, I board the plane, and fall asleep before boarding is complete, and wake up when the plane touches down in Hong Kong.  Good thing I slept then as my United flight to California was 100% full and I slept very little.  While in Hong Kong, I "Lined" to Max, Sophy, and Nuguyen and chatted with each.  Van and I use We Chat and he had messaged me while was asleep on the plane.  Clearly, I'm struggling with saying goodbye to so many good guys. (that may also be why this report has taken so long to publish).
Home...and six weeks later I'm still thinking about the trip, the highs, the lows, the guys stay in touch, Max changing his screen name every week (Max, Maximum, Maxx...!),  Van still working to pay off his debts, etc. etc.
Me...I'm reading Spoon's report which is incredibly good and reminding me that I should be beginning to plan another visit to the Land of Smiles
Thanks for reading, commenting, pm-ing, and all that sort of thing.

What is surprising is actually , considering circumstances and temptations, how decent and honest all those Thai, Lao, Cambodia, Vietnamese and Myanmar boys are.
 
God's truth! I'm continuingly amazed at the honesty.

Because I’m fast approaching 80 years of age, I find myself viewing his Twitter content with mixed emotions.    There is the urge to have him in my bed (and/or life) no matter what the cost, but there is also the urge to somehow get him out of the game before the inevitable HIV-AIDS occurs, or before he is thoroughly burnt out emotionally/spiritually.    Twenty years ago I would not have been looking to ensure his ‘salvation’, but now….

I would certainly hope the Guys there are educated about HIV and the other STDs that are out there for any of us having Sex!!!
So in my mind, we are not obligated to "somehow get him out of the game"...
I am 77, turning 78 next month. Most of my Trips now are to the Philippines.
While I have a long term Husband here in the US. I am still a Dad to several Filipino Guys.
None are in the trade. But all have a difficult time getting ahead in life.
I do what I can to help them. But I have found over the years, that Young Men make their own decisions.
And for me that is best...

Bless you for this post bobsaigon, very timely for Christmas.
 
I have similar thoughts on occasion with the two boys I consider my favourites. While I don’t plan to be a long term sugar daddy, had either of them indicated in the slightest they would like to exit the bar lifestyle, I would have done my level best to help. I’ve gently hinted I would be happy to sponsor language courses or other courses to allow them to retrain for a new career. Sadly I think the money boy lifestyle is pervasive - they earn good tips, enjoy the social aspect, partying and drinking on a customer’s tab, waking up late, wasting their afternoons before the bar opens. Their only job requirement is to keep themselves looking attractive, not hard when you are a vain Thai boy in your 20s. They not only enjoy the life, they are good at it. One boy has been a money boy for seven years and has no inclination to try any other pursuit. The most I can do for them is ensure they receive a level of respect and good treatment with me. Tip-wise, I try to be as generous as I can (within reason) to buy them a measure of financial security for that week/month.
 
And I am not so deluded as to think if I do not give them my “business” all the evils will fade away and they will return to being happy farming lads. So I - as I am sure all our members do here - just try to be the best custom we can be, and leave it at that.

I would never ride on the back of a motorcycle, no matter how cheap or convenient they are. It's not so much the skill of the motorcycle guys, it's the lack of skill of the other road users that worries me.
 
When we go from Sunee to Jomtien we never walk down to the baht bus departure rank in front of the school. We just hall one on the main road.

Just tell the guy you want to take him back to Jomtien and he'll get you there.
 
He'll walk you up to the main road and from there it's only 10 minutes or so by baht bus. No big deal.
 
As for short time, there is no set limit - certainly not just an hour as far as the guys in Sunee are concerned. Guys from Boyztown may insist on a 1 hour time limit but I've never come across this. Short time finishes after the fun has finished.

Just tell the guy you want to take him back to Jomtien and he'll get you there.
 
He'll walk you up to the main road and from there it's only 10 minutes or so by baht bus. No big deal.
 
As for short time, there is no set limit - certainly not just an hour as far as the guys in Sunee are concerned. Guys from Boyztown may insist on a 1 hour time limit but I've never come across this. Short time finishes after the fun has finished.

Nothing that happens between us and the guys in Thailand is real, imho.
 
The guys we off are all just role-playing and some are better actors than others.
 
That doesn't mean a kind of "friendship" can't develop, but even that isn't real, as it is not a true friendship - certainly not in the way I would consider a friendship to be. We both have our own friends and I'm pretty sure the hot young guys would much rather spend their time with them, rather than us. It's the tip that keeps them coming back.
 
That doesn't mean they can't be friendly or become fond of you or that you can't have a great time together, especially if you have guys who you off exclusively. With a one night stand with a guy from a bar, the focus is on the sex. If you see someone regularly, then you can focus on other things while you are together.
 
I enjoy the boyfriend fantasy, but at the end of the day, that's all it is to me - a fantasy.

Problem with the ping pong balls is that the bar takes a cut (up to 50%!) of the cost of the bucket
So you are better off to tip the boys directly

Sorry. It seems I combined two posts. 
"So you expect gogo-visitors to ask boys of their bank details so they can transfer the tip to their accounts?"
 
No. I expect the guys to be treated with respect. Watching them pushing each other side to grab the money while the customers all laugh at them is humiliating, imho.
 
You may have noticed that in Boyzboyzboyz many of the guys refuse to participate in the ping pong ball antics. I wonder why?
 
When I tiIp the cleaners in my hotel or the reception staff I don't throw the money at them and watch them fight over it; I hand it to them.
 
No need for a bank transfer.

Sorry. It seems I combined two posts. 
"So you expect gogo-visitors to ask boys of their bank details so they can transfer the tip to their accounts?"
 
No. I expect the guys to be treated with respect. Watching them pushing each other side to grab the money while the customers all laugh at them is humiliating, imho.
 
You may have noticed that in Boyzboyzboyz many of the guys refuse to participate in the ping pong ball antics. I wonder why?
 
When I tiIp the cleaners in my hotel or the reception staff I don't throw the money at them and watch them fight over it; I hand it to them.
 
No need for a bank transfer.

Howdy guys – I am back in land of happiness, though this time around, I thought to try out some of the new ventures that I have been reading about but never get to try before.
 
So, I landed on Tuesday and after clearing quick immigration, headed straight to Pattaya. After few hours of nap and flighting with jet lag, I pulled myself together and headed for some food, with the expectation to make night time fun.
 
Since this is technically my first trip to Pattaya (last one was 2 years ago and only 2 days without much exploring so doesn’t count) and having read a lot on this forum about the ventures that you can find, I was tempted to try nice boys club.
 
On Google map, it shows the location somewhere close to X-boys, however when searched, I couldn’t locate the place at all. Though after some research, I got to know the place is located in Sunee Plaza and not Boys town.
 
The location map for Sunee on Google is pretty accurate so it wasn’t too difficult to follow, however when I reached there, to my surprise, not much happening. There were few people sitting outside at host bars, though majority of were at drink place call “Diamond” if I remember that correctly or may be the place is called something else.
 
Not a good start I thought, though, I noticed, some people walking into Winners, my mind was set towards nice boys though, as some of the members in this forum recommended that place highly. After walking back and forth, I couldn’t see the place at all so decided to give it a try to Winners though I had no expectation from this place, again thanks to this forum, I knew the place is more about twink  which unfortunately I don’t fancy much but hey, nothing is wrong to give it a try so I headed there anyway.
 
Drink price only 99 Bhat (what, sooo cheap and electronically generated receipt, not hand written), the place was more than half full. Though good for the lads there because some of the gentlemen were having good time with more than one. The one thing that I noticed and was little new to me (probably because I never came here before), the place seems to be more open and people are less shy. This isn’t something that I have witnessed in Bangkok, people do check out goods in there but not that openly. Not that I am complaining but merely stating difference between Bangkok and Pattaya.
 
About 15-20 guys in the bar, most of them were occupied with patrons, few on the floor, with no one to my liking though, except one, who was pre-engaged with someone else so thought, reason to come back again.
 
Next stop, Eros, this place looks really deserted, only four guys on the floor, only 2 customers sitting, I was the third one, before
the fourth gentlemen came over (not sure If I will call him gentlemen anymore as there were no traits to be found in him).
 
He seems either on drugs or something else, as first when he walked, he just wandered around like from one side to another, I though he might be checking the place out but once he got his drinks, instead of making himself comfortable, he pour the drink and then headed straight to the guy next to him to grab his junk and didn’t stop until all four guys were inspected, not a decent behaviour, had he tipped the guys I would have said “Fine”, but common, have some decency, just paying for one drink doesn’t give you right to do this. Anyway, that was enough for me to leave the place so I headed towards Boys town to attend the show at Dream boys.
 
Dream boys, show starts at 10:20pm, I reached little late so when I seated myself the show had already started, not many guys on the stage, may be around 10-12, drink price 280 Bhat. Show was okay but nothing like Bangkok, which is more grand scale. The show finished at around 11:10pm and so I decided to head somewhere else though wasn’t sure where.
 
Upon my exit, one very cute guy approached me and that was from next door X boys. He insisted the shows here are much better and funnier than dream boys so decided to give it a go. Drink price, I think around 240 or 280 BHAT not sure what I paid. 15-20 guys on the floor, with place half packed with customers. When I entered, there was clapping, so not sure it was their way to greeting or something else was happening before and I happened to be there. The lad came and sat next to me, of course, drink for the guy, though it was only 200 instead of more expensive.
 
The show was okay, though definitely more enthusiasm in the guys and most of the them seem to enjoy it. The other thing I
noticed was, everyone had their asset on the display, even the one they might call them star of the house, so you can really inspect if you want to. Since it was already late and I had visited many places already and was okay with the lad sitting with me, I decided to call it a night and have some fun while the night was still young. Offing price 500 BHAT, talked with the guy, long time agreed 2500 Bhat, very happily accepted.
 
Very nice chap, full of life, great desire to please though his English wasn’t good, so had little hard time interacting, though once the fun started, talking takes less priority anyway. He stayed till morning around 9:00am and left after breakfast but not before exchanging his line number with me.
 
One day finished and its swimming time before next adventure starts.
 
To be continued…

Sorry. It seems I combined two posts. 
"So you expect gogo-visitors to ask boys of their bank details so they can transfer the tip to their accounts?"
 
No. I expect the guys to be treated with respect. Watching them pushing each other side to grab the money while the customers all laugh at them is humiliating, imho.
 
You may have noticed that in Boyzboyzboyz many of the guys refuse to participate in the ping pong ball antics. I wonder why?
 
When I tiIp the cleaners in my hotel or the reception staff I don't throw the money at them and watch them fight over it; I hand it to them.
 
No need for a bank transfer.

Did they "look happy" or were they giggling in embarrassment to hide the shame? Since I can't be sure I'll just continue handing the tip to them.

Sorry. It seems I combined two posts. 
"So you expect gogo-visitors to ask boys of their bank details so they can transfer the tip to their accounts?"
 
No. I expect the guys to be treated with respect. Watching them pushing each other side to grab the money while the customers all laugh at them is humiliating, imho.
 
You may have noticed that in Boyzboyzboyz many of the guys refuse to participate in the ping pong ball antics. I wonder why?
 
When I tiIp the cleaners in my hotel or the reception staff I don't throw the money at them and watch them fight over it; I hand it to them.
 
No need for a bank transfer.

Nothing that happens between us and the guys in Thailand is real, imho.
 
The guys we off are all just role-playing and some are better actors than others.
 
That doesn't mean a kind of "friendship" can't develop, but even that isn't real, as it is not a true friendship - certainly not in the way I would consider a friendship to be. We both have our own friends and I'm pretty sure the hot young guys would much rather spend their time with them, rather than us. It's the tip that keeps them coming back.
 
That doesn't mean they can't be friendly or become fond of you or that you can't have a great time together, especially if you have guys who you off exclusively. With a one night stand with a guy from a bar, the focus is on the sex. If you see someone regularly, then you can focus on other things while you are together.
 
I enjoy the boyfriend fantasy, but at the end of the day, that's all it is to me - a fantasy.