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were you looking in the mirror  when typing this?
 
this is theory you choose to believe but it's not necessary truth.
 
Those who are buying boys gold chains, iphones, motorbikes are screwing market as well?
 
What  about those who are paying acceptable minimum and no satang more - aren't they screwing market by keeping afloat boys who should be rather on the farm than on the scene.
 
Nobody is ruining market more than those jerking off to a TV porn as they deprive boys their living forcing them to drop from the scene.
 
That's the beauty of the market - prime looking specimens are requesting and at times  getting higher prices , those less attractive are content with fewer offs for a  low tip and still staying fed , dressed and watered.
 
OP was not taken for  a ride, he had chosen great guy and got his money worth . How do I know? Boy in question is only one I ever paid more that 3000 for a  long time  / 3500 / and I think I got my money worth.
 
Next time do not get so excited about other's people money and how they finance their hoolidays. Many are not spending hours in the plane in order to try to squeeze last drop of coke from empty glass , they take time off from money worries and it's why we call it vacations. 
 
I'm glad you got so upset about the issue, hope you remember where your blood pressure pills are.
 
And next time you don't agree with somebody just say so but  don't call them names, do you fucking understand?

After Songkran, my man and I travelled to Roi et by bus - we departed on an evening bus from Mo Chit Bus Station Bangkok.  This place is massive but lots of people on hand to direct you to the right ticket counter and find the right bus - not so sure how easy it would have been without my man!!!  An 8 hour bus ride and we arrived in Roi et around 5.00am.  The ever-present tuk tuks were waiting and we were taken to the Petcharat Hotel - on advice it was the biggest and best in the town.
 
Roi et was hot - very hot!!! 40 degrees during the day but we managed to eat,shop,sleep and sight see.  I thought Roi et was a nice town but the heat was overwhelming.  The hotel had a pool but it looked like it was open to the public because it was very crowded.  When we booked in the receptionist advised that there were no one-bed rooms left - we solved this problem by hastily re-arranging the furniture
 
My man likes eating a dish that consists of uncooked shrimp on a bed of salad - served with lime and a green spicy dipping sauce ( maybe someone can help with the name).  I soon established chicken larp as my staple.
 
After 2days in Roi et we hired a car to takes us to Suwannaphum - a smaller town to the south.  Accommodation was scarce and we settled on a small cottage at the Red Resort - it was great and the nearby restaurant provided good food.  About 20 minutes from Suwannaphum was my man's home village.  The purpose of the trip was to see his Father who he hadn't seen for 3 years - his Mum works in Bangkok.
 
It was strange to see the connection between Father and son after this period of time - as others have mentioned there was no great outward sign of affection - more a polite greeting.  However my man did tell me that in private his Father told him how happy he was to see him again.  The days at the village saw a constant stream of friends and family members coming to see my man.  I was treated in a friendly manner - still not sure how our relationship was perceived - although my man told me that people only worried about the kindness and care shown to each other and that they liked me
 
Some impressions about village life - the local whisky could power the next moon mission, the large number of young men, the number of women who leave children behind in the village with the husband and grandma and go to work in Bangkok, the way in which my man was seen as being successful, the way time of the day doesn't seem to matter, curiosity didn't lead to inquisitiveness and nosiness, the strong family bond
 
One day after a meal my man told me we were going to visit a wat in his uncle's car - 3 in the front and 6 in the back tray.  I thought it would be nearby but after 2.5 hours driving we arrived at the wat at 8.30pm.  After visiting 3-4 altars within the wat grounds and walking crouch-style 9 times under a stand housing the body of a mummified monk, we all piled into the vehicle and set off an the return trip.
 
We returned to Bangkok by bus from Suwannaphum (VIP bus departed around 8.30pm)
 
Looking back I wouldn't have missed the trip for the world - gave me a chance to be close to my man, talk to him about the future, understand him, and for him to understand me.  Now sitting at home, going through all my photos, remembering and thinking about the next move.

I arrived in Bangkok a couple of days before the start of Songkran - stayed at Tarntawan Place.  On arrival at my room I was met by my man as we had pre-arranged.  It was great to see him again and he kept me company for the next 3 weeks.  He had bought my Songkran clothes which consisted of a rusty coloured tie dyed T shirt as  well as a pair of black and yellow shorts with Mickey Mouse print.  I am no spring chicken but I felt duty bound to wear them and brought them back to Australia.
 
On the days of Songkran, Silom Road was chaotic as was the front of Tarntawan Massage in Surawong Road and Tawan Soi.  The Tawan boys plus those at nearby Sun Massage and Indra Massage never let the opportunity pass to soak everyone who walked through that Soi.  Silom Soi 4 was bedlam - never been in a crush of so many people - never been fondled or kissed so much !!!  My man who is very handsome had to endure much more attention than me.
 
Silom Road was pure fun and I enjoyed it as a once off - lots of fun - and necessary to approach it in a light hearted mood.  Fabulous eye candy everywhere.  I guess I like the cultural significance of such festivals so I think maybe moving further afield to a smaller town or village would have brought me that experience.  Seemed to me that Silom was mainly Chinese tourists intent on getting wet and saturating others
 
Ventured to Hot Male on Songkran Wednesday -  was absolutely crowded - plenty of good looking boys on stage but the show was very similar to that I had seen last year.  My man and I were joined by 2 boys - Lao and Vietnamese - both handsome but no off for us - happy to be in each others company. It is amazing to see how the Chinese girls get so excited in the big cock show.  Returned a couple of nights later and the crowd was very sparse.  It seemed that following Songkran many tourists headed out of Bangkok.
 
Reflections
Tarntawan Place - not perfect but friendly staff and location is wonderful.  There were some nice touches in place for Songkran (dish to pour water over Buddha on Reception desk)
 
Road toll - read in the Bangkok Post that road deaths over Songkran between 400-500
 
My man - absolute gem and it was a joy to sit and talk with him and further our relationship - we showered together, slept together, sat on the hotel room floor and ate together, walked together, shopped together ( I looked, he bought!!!). had massages together
 
More to come - side trips to Roi et, Suwannaphum and Chiang Mai - Bangkok visits to Arena Massage, Dream Boys, Fresh Boys and Jupiter

Today I went for a 4 hour walk around Chinatown and early in the walk came across Dspa Massage in Temple Street.
 
It has a discreet entrance off the pavement. I walked up the flight of stairs and into the rather sumptuous foyer. Quite a change from those in Thailand.
 
I was met by an attractive Chinese hunk.
 
'You have reservation?"
 
Not yet, I said. I enquired as to what types of massages were available but he couldn't understand a word I was saying.
 
WTF lah?
 
I thought everyone in Singapore spoke English; well, a kind of English but that is not the case at all. For example, the hotel staff do but the cleaning staff don't.
 
"Besides the massage, what else do you do?"
 
"Hard and soft massage."
 
Mmm...should I perhaps indicate with my hand what I was after? Discretion got the better of me.
 
"Any extras?"
 
"We have boy from Malaysia and China."
 
"Ok. I'm going for a walk. I'll come back later."
 
"Cannot go out. Only here."
 
With that, I gave up.
 
But I did enjoy a lot of eye candy. Those hot and sweaty Indian construction workers are a real turn-on with their great bodies and beautiful faces. I also had a nice long chat with a handsome Chinese guy. I pretended I was lost and asked him for directions.
 
"Go down this street, turn right at the first corner and then take the second street on the left lah."
 
"Ok. I've got it. I go up the street, turn left at the second street."
 
"No, no. You go down the street, this way, and then............."
 
I think he caught on, but he was very sweet about it.
 
One thing that really pisses me off about Singapore is the 17% added to your bill. I noticed this when I checked in to the hotel and found the price of the room was more than I saw on Booking.com when I made the reservation. In restaurants, it's written in very small print on the bottom of the menu.
 
They should be more upfront about it IMHO.
 
The final thrill of the day came as I was walking back to the hotel tonight. I saw a black guy in tight white shorts with a truly massive bulge. He was standing on the footpath smoking so I took a seat on the edge of the flowerbed to enjoy the view! He finished his cigarette all to quickly.
 
Pity it wasn't a cigar.

I wonder if there is a temptation to take risks as one grows older ?. I have to say that I didn't always practice safe sex when I was younger in Britain and on holiday in gay-favoured resorts in Europe and I have "got away with it". In recent years in Thailand it's been condom for anal, but there has been the temptation to "risk it". You start believing that it can never happen to you and that with fewer years of active sex left you start thinking about bareback.
I hope I can avoid the temptation as I am due in Pattaya again in June.

Again, thanks for all the feedback. I probably won’t be doing a trip report to describe my three week BKK and Phuket trip during Songkran, GCircuit and days after, since I only had sex with two people (my BF – American, and my buddy – Burmese), so it’s probably boring compared to the other reports here .
 
It’s my first time in Phuket, and I spent 4 days and 3 nights in Phuket with my young Burmese buddy. Some general about the city (and the trip with my buddy, in general):
 
1) I wasn’t prepared for the airport being as far from Patong as it was. Not as far as Pattaya is from Suvarnabhumi (I use a 900 baht car service that gets me to Boyztown), but not as close to BKK is. There is a 100 Baht surcharge on top of the metered rate if you use the taxis. I was not prepared to use public transport, and it was very hot, so was more than happy to pay the 730 Baht fate (including the surcharge), to get to the Holiday Inn Resort in Patong.
 
2) Patong Beach really is a much better beach than Pattaya’s, and we went there to walk all three days for the sunset. Reminded me of Waikiki beach. No desire from both of us to swim it, since the hotel pools were way more awesome.
 
3) The gay club scene was kind of paltry, compared to BKK’s or Pattaya’s. But at least there was one. Enjoyed ZAG and YES! Clubs. Gogo boys were much older than we were used to, but still hot nevertheless. In contrast, the girlie bars on Soi Bangla was ALIVE with activity. We even decided to have drinks at one because of all the excitement around the area. Maybe we went on off nights (non weekend, after Songkran, before Pride).
 
4) Grindr less commercial than Pattaya. In Pattaya, I’ll be slammed with Money Boys advertising their wares, often for really cheap. In Phuket, I got a total of one MB offering massage and “everything” sex for 1500 Baht (discounted to 1300 Baht a day later). Maybe it is a function of Songkran and boys went home for the holidays, or if it is just how Phuket is.
 
5) You guys were right, Phuket is better to be experienced with a friend. It is less gay, and less gay-visible, so having a buddy to explore and see the sites is better. It is also surprisingly romantic: the sunset, the vibe, the food, all lent to love being in the air. Maybe it was just me and the Burmese boy I was with, but boy, was I in trouble.
 
I’ll probably go back again, this time with my BF. Thanks for the advice!

I haven't been monogamous with my BF since close the beginning of our relationship, because it worked for us and we knew that the love we have is different from the sex we (mostly me) have with other people. Loving someone else, like a BF, is something I try not to do, since I already have a great thing going with my man. With my time with my Burmese buddy, my mind played games on me, and there were moments when I thought I'd like him to be my BF as well. During our time together in BKK two weeks ago, whenever we would see or meet some hot Thai guy at Fake Club or GCircuit, my BF would joke around about getting him as a Thai "houseboy" to stay with us at our house in California. I told him good thing we are not married yet, because this meant that we would have to marry the boy to get him a Green Card so he can live with us. He just laughed at this (preposterous) idea, and never thought I was serious. I'd think that it will be an unnecessary complication to put on our relationship, which has been really great since Day 1. So I may not be monogamous, but being polygamous, or having two or more BFs, is something I might not be ready for yet, or ever.
 
This week back has been interesting, since I've been overcompensating with the tenderness and love for my BF (and I missed him too, since I was gone a week to go to Phuket, so it was easy), at the same time been trying to limit my Line messages with Burmese boy, as to not lead him on.

Spending a month in where I feel the the most stunning scenery in the world exists . This trip has nothing to do with gay things but for those of you who enjoy travel, you need to make this trip sometime in your life.
 
At the present the exchange rate is fabulous for $US , not sure about other currencies as the Rand is weak.
 
This is my 3rd trip to South Africa and I have included a few photos from the first 2 days. The first 2 photos are from the balcony of our apartment and the rest just driving around. The restaurant photo is the inside of a small breakfast place in the Wine Region of Stellenbosch Innovative breakfast selections at ridiculously low prices even compared to Thailand and of course far superior quality of Western Breakfast familiar items.
 
If anyone shows an interest, I will continue to post photos or just let it die. I will not be posting in the photo shoots thread for the next month.

The Prince Massage, I like this place. Went there at about 3pm and there was a good selection of boys available, asked to see just those that top and several spunks moved forward and I went with gut instincts and chose one with a nicely toned body. Massage was 1.5hr aroma oil.
 
Up in the room it was shower alone before the massage and together after, I didn't mind this because like before when the boy returns to the room and takes his shower I can watch him behind the glass and find it a bit of a turn on, boy is naked for massage. Requested mid pressure for the massage and he started on the legs and feet, the boy at Bonny started on the body but I prefer to get the legs out of the way first. One of the delights for me is when he massages the thighs he knew just where to run his hands and when they went between the legs he would gently massage my balls and then brush his fingers around the hole.
 
From the legs he moved up to the bum and lumbar regions and gave them a good rub down with once again his hands would drift down between the legs again. He them moved onto my back and his massage skills there were great, a lot of long slow strokes in his massage technique was delightful and I found the back massage very relaxing. After a short while he had ventured to the shoulders and neck area which I really needed some work done there and he loosened it all up nicely. When he moved to my upper back, every time he would lean forward I could feel his hard cock poking me constantly and this told me there should be no disappointment this time. There was no body to body sliding this time and he told me it was time to turn over.
 
Laying on my back I could see what was poking me and loved what I saw, average length but just a little fatter than average his cock was standing to attention and I couldn't stop myself reaching down for it and it felt so lovely in my hand. As I was gently stoking him he was rubbing my chest and I could see he had a very nice smile on his face and then we both knew the massage was done for now. I had him lay down so that I could suck him off for a bit and I must say he tasted so nice and his pre cum was helping to lube him up nicely.
 
Things were going too well, when I wanted to stop sucking him he didn't want me to stop and held me down there and not being one to complain at that moment I just enjoyed what was happening. It wasn't too long before I could hear his breathing get a little deeper and he was thrusting into my mouth even harder that I knew the time was near. Just as I managed to pull my mouth away he let fly with a beautiful hot stream of cum that hit my lower face and neck area, it was a lovely shot and after he finished I started to take him in again until he went soft. Then I fell on top of him and we enjoyed a cuddle and some deep kissing.
 
After about 5 to 10 minutes of kissing and cuddling he grabbed a hold of my cock and gave me a lovely hand job to finish off that part of the proceedings. After this we wiped each other down and finished off the massage with what time was left.
 
All in all another lovely experience at The Prince Massage. Massage quality 5/5 (all that I wanted) and for the afters service 4.5/5 (I would have liked him to fuck me but was more than satisfied with the afters.
 
Next was Hero

It was our last time together and so we decided to go all out.
 
I sat with him in Golden Cock and we had a drink and fooled around a bit.
 
'Today we have special fuck. Looong time. Ok?"
 
"Sure. No problem," I said, foolishly. "As long as you want."
 
Famous last words!
 
If you love sucking cock, then this is your guy. He can't get enough. As he also likes to suck we had an extended session of 69.
 
We then took a break and chatted a bit but he was anxious to get started.
 
To my surprise, he put on 2 condoms! Now, that's a first for me.
 
"Can last longer,"
 
Shit! Doesn't he last long enough already?? I'm in for a big workout today.
 
And so I was.
 
I don't know how long he pummelled me for but it was well over half an hour.
 
"Enough! Let's take a break."
 
But before too long we were back at it. No need to change condoms - he remained hard the entire time.
 
I tried to hang in until he came, but with 2 condoms that was never going to happen. So in the end, so to speak, I threw in the towel. But I'm really happy for him that I could hold on for our longest session ever.
 
Before the chuck wow I asked him how it was possible to last so long without cumming, something he is very proud of. He didn't know why -that's just how it is. But he said his morning wank only lasts around 3 or 4 minutes.
 
Then again, I've had many hour-long chuck-wow sessions with guys in bars, especially at Eros and Natureboy and never cum. I never last that long in bed with a guy. Maybe it's because the session in bed with a hot, naked guy is just so much more sexually charged. Afterall, the orgasm is a function of the brain, not the cock.
 
Also, each guy has his own particular technique and although I try to emulate it, I'm never completely successful. They cum faster and with more intensity when they do it themselves, as I noticed with my second guy later in the evening.
 
The other thing I don't understand is how anyone would have the stamina to just keep going. Apart from when I call time - and even then he's anxious to get back to work - it's full on non-stop pounding, apart from the few seconds it takes to change positions.
 
We then headed off to MBK for dinner at Sukishi. It was hot-pot again, this time all the ingredients go around on a conveyor belt and you grab them and put them in the pot. You can eat as much as you want in one hour, all for about 450 baht.
 
Well, you should have seen him. Thai guys I take out to dinner tend to eat as though it's their last meal on earth and he was no exception. I sat there in awe as he took plate after plate from the conveyor belt. I'd well and truly finished but he was just getting started. He knows I love prawns so by the end of the dinner I had them coming out of my ear! He continued eating and just when I thought he surely had enough he grabbed 4 more plates of pork and added them to the hot-pot. Where does all the food go? How come he isn't fat? It's yet another mystery.
 
We hailed a taxi back to Silom and said our fond farewells outside the Mango Tree restaurant. He had given me so much pleasure, both in and out of bed, so he left with a small parting gift in appreciation and with the promise of joining me in some retail therapy when I return.
 
Off to Natureboy for my final fling with my favourite guy.
 
I went inside and he rushed from the back of the bar sporting a massive hard-on. I know he was pleased to see me, but this was ridiculous! I was a bit disappointed as I like to see him flop it out limp.
 
"Have no customer tonight so I look sex movie and chuck-wow," he said.
 
He pointed towards the other 6 or 7 boys and they were all on their phones, busily wanking.
 
"But what if you have a customer?"
 
'No problem. Don't cum. Just enjoy."
 
Now, this scene is common place in Natureboy. And again, the boys go at it with incredible enthusiasm but don't cum. There was one guy I wrote about on the forum who used to sit down the back furiously wanking the entire time I was sitting enjoying my hour-long sessions. Incredible.
 
When I intend to off a guy from Natureboy we only fool around for about half an hour before going back to the hotel. Tonight he was incredibly horny and his cock was like an iron bar. From time to time I'd take my hand off it, as I wanted to see it in its limp state, but he'd just take over from me.
 
Back in the room I took out my iPad and he looked for some Japanese straight porn. I thought any movie would do but no, he had to scroll through movie after movie. He'd then find another website and start scrolling again.
 
Eventually, he found one and his hand went straight to his cock. I took it off and told him I wanted to see it rise to the occasion.
 
His fat sausage started to stir. There was definite movement down there. He then fast-forwarded the movie to the fuck scene and his cock just took off. What a magnificent sight! The monster had awoken.
 
On with the condom and in he went. OMG!!
 
But I couldn't handle it. Tonight it was so hard I think it was actually bigger than the previous night. He was watching a movie on the iPad and I think that had something to do with it. I only lasted a minute or so before telling him it was too big for me tonight.
 
Not to worry. He rolled over on his back for the chuck-wow but decided he wanted to see another movie. His cock went limp as he searched. I knew he'd found exactly what he wanted when his cock took off again.
 
Not long into the wank he asked me if he could do it.
 
"Sure. No problem."
 
It all ended in a huge orgasm and a stupendous cumshot.
 
I grabbed a handful of tissues to mop up before he soiled the sheets. I lay there with my hand thoroughly soaked as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.
 
"I horny tonight. Not chuck-wow today."
 
That, and the fact he'd done it himself explained his incredible finish.
 
He put his oral skills to good use to end my trip to Thailand.
 
I now have both boys on Line so I'm guaranteed a good time next holiday.
 
Two weeks is just about enough for me. My enthusiasm is still there but the body is saying "enough is enough."
 
So off to Singapore tonight.
 
Is more sex a possibility in Singapore? Yes. But is it probable?
 
You bet!

Biguyby, I rarely get off 3 times a day; twice is enough for me these days. Oh, how things have changed!
 
"Voracious " is a term my friends back home also use to describe my sexual appetite. But to me, it's normal and I wonder why they are not the same. I just think my Australian friends grew up sexually repressed
 
I was brought up in Japan and so have always been very sexually active because I simply went along with what my friends did, which was to wank and fuck themselves stupid. As teenagers at school we'd rush off to the toilets for a quickie in between classes. My Australian friends were horrified when I told them but again, I don't see anything strange about that at all. Wanking is what guys do, especially when they are young. It's a very natural thing to do so there's no need to hide it. And as a gay boy, the 4 or 5 circle jerks every day were the highlight of the school day.
 
As we got older we just moved from wanking to fucking. Sex in Japan is the national sport and everyone wants to be a champion. I'm no exception.
 
The Japanese put their appetite for sex down to their diet. Well, I grew up on basically the same diet, so maybe there's some truth in that.
 
So I don't see my appetite as in any way "voracious." To me, I'm completely normal. And totally unrepressed.
 
And, of course, my friends bang on and on about how I'm wasting my money on sex. WTF?? How is that any different from spending money on, say, food? When I'm hungry I eat delicious food; when I'm horny I have great sex. Same, same. The only difference is, I can afford it and perhaps they can't.

Today ended much better than yesterday.
 
Mr Golden Cock wanted me to cum on his butt. It wasn't what I wanted to do but I could see he wanted me to try it. But it didn't go exactly as planned.
 
I told him I was about to cum so he quickly turned oover and raised his butt in the air. I stood over him and had to finish by myself. But I had badly miscalculated - I wasn't ready at all because he was no longer working on it. He kept looking around in anticipation but nothing was happening.
 
"What you do? I waiting."
 
I'll, of course, spare you the details. There was an ending, but it wasn't a happy one. I missed the target.
 
"Tomorrow, you cum here," he said, pointing to his chest.
 
We then took a taxi to Asiatique markets by the river. I've always imagined it to be a very boring job driving a taxi but in Thailand the drivers entertain themselves while driving. This guy was watching a movie on his phone!
 
We had dinner at MK, the duck restaurant. I let him do all the ordering and we ended up having a really delicious meal. So much food - all kinds of vegetables, heaps of pork, fish, squid and God knows what else went into the hotpot. He also ordered a large plate of roasted duck and pork. And all for just 945 baht!!
 
I find that the guys really like MK, so if you want to take a guy out for dinner, it's a good place to keep in mind.
 
After dinner we wandered around. It's in a beautiful location but it's basically just a huge undercover market. I bought him some clothes - he didn't ask, I offered.
 
And he held my hand on the way there and back in the taxi. What a sweet guy! Not to mention his hand also "slipped" between my legs from time to time!
 
After we got back he returned to the bar and I went to watch the chuck -wow show at Tawan. But I was told there would be no chuck -wow tonight so I wandered over to Natureboy.
 
I walked in and who should be standing there but my old flame - the very guy I've been asking about at Natureboy for a couple of years now. OMG!!! I'd given up on ever seeing him again. He immediately rushed up and hugged me.
 
This guy is a drop-dead gorgeous masculine hunk with a huge fat Isaan cock. He pulled up a chair and out it flopped. A few deft strokes and it was ready for action.
 
'You remember my cock?"
 
How could I forget? I've got a number of photos of it somewhere on my computer back home that I took in the hotel room a few years ago. I've thought about him often over the years. He became my regular after Oh retired and became bar manager.
 
Back in the room he quickly stripped off and sat on the bed so we could get
"re-acquainted."
 
He remembered I like 69 so immediately assumed the position without me having to ask him.
 
Time to fuck. He slipped on a size 56 condom -way too small-and took up his position. I was feeling very intimidated as it has been a while since I've had to deal with something that big. But he's a real pro - he took his time and it actually went in very easily.
 
He's not the adventurous type like Mr Golden Cock - far from it. He's happy with just the missionary position, which I really enjoyed because he hugged and kissed me as he fucked me slowly and gently. He's obviously aware he could do some damage with that thing. There's no way I'd let him take me from behind.
 
We finished in the usual way.
 
What a shame he's only turned up as I'm about to leave. And I'm really, really pissed off with myself for allowing myself to be dragged into SuperA last night, instead of continuing on to Natureboy, where he was working. I could have had an extra night with him.
 
I've booked him for tomorrow night.

My afternoon massage was basically a repeat of the others -with one minor twist.
 
After having his way with me for half an hour, going through the usual procession of positions, I'd had enough. But he wanted more and the look of disappointment on his face was palpable when I asked him to pull out. Being fully aware of just how much he likes topping, we came to a compromise. He could fuck me a bit more -not for long-but only after we took a breather. So we sat on the edge of the bed, had a drink and chatted for about 10 minutes. He was hard the entire time.
 
'We do again now?" he pleaded.
 
So in he went.
 
Although I was actually enjoying it again (am I reaching Power Bottom status?...lol) it was exhausting and I was hoping he would cum. And when he got close, he finally pulled out and rolled over for the finale.
 
The problem with sessions like these it that it takes me ages to feel horny again. I need some hands-on stimulation and what better place to go than Nature Boy. So after dinner at Siam Paragon and some well-deserved retail therapy I wandered over to see if anyone new was available.
 
I saw Oh, the manager, sitting outside with a couple of guys. The two guys from last night were the only boys in the bar. As I was about to turn around and go elsewhere, Oh brought in one of the guys from outside and told me he was available.
 
Wow! A nice -looking masculine guy! Yep, he'll do.
 
He pulled up a chair and pulled out his cock - no surprise here. Mmm...nice one. I grabbed it and, horror of horrors, felt a mook! Too late, his drink had already arrived.
 
But it was only a small one and, strangely enough, it didn't bother me. Normally, I would run a mile.
 
He pulled down my shorts and an hour of furious mutual wanking and fondling ensured, ending only when he was about to cum.
 
Oh came in and asked me if I was going to take the guy back to the hotel. But I already had my guy from Screwboys lined up . Oh is a really lovely guy. He's now the manager but I offed him multiple times over the years when he worked on the floor, so to speak. He has a magnificent cock - around 20 cm and too thick to get my hand around. I had so much fun with him in the bar. Although he is top only and I wasn't a bottom in those days, we had heaps of fun in bed, too. And I still remember how I'd be greeted by him lying on the bed with a huge smile, slowly stroking his hard cock as I came out of the shower. I've asked him a number of times if I could off him, but now that he's the manager, he's no longer available.
 
I dropped into SuperA on the way to Screwboys. There were about 10 boys and I chose one of the new guys to sit with me. He was in the line-up but for some reason went and sat down. He seemed disinterested as he approached, not surprising since he had to get up from the sofa and put his phone away.
 
His English is non-existent so I communicated with my right hand. Suddenly, he came alive and was ready for action. I chuck-wowed him for a while but when I stopped he put my hand back to work. He sat there with his eyes closed and was obviously enjoying the experience. But the look on his face indicated that he was not far from cumming, so I stopped and put his cock back in his underwear.
 
When it came time to pay the bill (200 baht for the two drinks) , I took out a wad of notes. I wanted to pay with a 500 baht note and give the boy 200 from the change. I was having trouble finding it in the dark so the mama-san kindly offered to help. She sifted through the notes in my hand, drew out the 500 baht note and at the same time quickly and quietly grabbed a 100 baht note with it. Luckily, I noticed. So beware!! Last time I was there in January, the same mama-san refused to give me my change! She wanted it as a tip. He eventually handed it over.
 
Off to Screwboys. I told the boy I'd be taking him again tonight so I guessed he'd probably be waiting for me outside the bar, fully dressed. He was. We went inside and I decided to have a drink and watch the show. The bar was full but we managed to get a seat at a small table next to the door. The guy was being very affectionate, cuddling and kissing me while I watched the show.
 
It wasn't worth paying 300 baht for a beer to stay and watch it. Two boys with hard-ons cuddled awkwardly behind a curtain. The rest of the show was just ladyboy stuff.
 
Like the previous night, his performance was perfect. This time, he was more relaxed and we spent a long time just kissing and cuddling before 69'ing. We just lay there sa-moking each other for about 15 minutes. I slipped in one finger and then decided I'd try two. He didn't even flinch. (a third finger awaits him tomorrow.....lol)
 
He knows his cock is very long but is willing to take things slowly so there's no discomfort. And he doesn't just close his eyes and fuck like a madman - he quickly gets into a rhythm and looks me in the eye and kisses me constantly as he fucks.
 
The chuck-wow ended in a spectacular fashion. This time, I made sure his cock was facing in the right direction. His first squirt hit his cheek. This was followed by a thorough drenching of his chest and stomach. Oh, to be young again!
 
He finished me with a long, slow and very intense blow job.
 
I'm still amazed at his sexual ability - that a guy his age could be so skilful.
 
I guess I'll be seeing him again tomorrow.

After my daily session with my friend from Golden Cock I headed off to Volcano Tonkotsu Ramen restaurant, just past the Patpong market, heading towards Soi Twilight. I went there tonight because of what happened there last night.
 
It was really weird. I sat down outside and a young guy came over with the menu. He had a huge grin on his face. As he was explaining the menu I became aware that he was getting closer and closer to me. This was very strange indeed. Finally, his cheek touched mine as he continued explaining each dish. Wtf was going on? Was he a money boy moonlighting in a restaurant? I was very tempted to put my arm around him or touch his arse, but there were two other customers sitting nearby so I resisted the urge. Instead, I came up with a heap of questions, just to keep him with me. At one stage I thought he was going to kiss me. But he didn't.
 
When he came back with the food he stood behind me and leant over me to place the food on the table. Again, our cheeks touched.
 
With the constant wide grin on his face I started thinking that maybe he was a bit simple. Not that I'm saying that any guy who comes on to me must have something wrong with him (although.....) but I always want to know why, if money is not involved.
 
So back I went tonight to look for him. His name is Tin and he's quite attractive. But he wasn't there. I asked the waitress and she just told me he wasn't working tonight. Never mind. As usual, the food was fantastic. If you like really spicy food, try it. The ramen noodles will blow your head off!
 
Then off to Tawan for their Songkran party. It started at 6 but I got there around 7:30. The only seats they had were lined up along one wall and they were all taken, so the rest of us had to stand. For the 500 baht entry you got a drink and some nibbles. The crowd was basically Chinese with the odd farang standing out like a sore thumb. And the announcements were in Thai and Chinese. I think we've been well and truly left behind.
 
The show was just guys parading around and "dancing." But I was really surprised to see that there were no muscle boys - they were just normal guys you'd see in any gogo bar, albeit all with great bodies. Six-packs were a dime a dozen.
 
The last act featured 2 strippers who took it all off and paraded on stage wiggling their rather large, limp cocks. I got a very close-up look at one of them. I was sitting on the long stage that comes off the main stage and one guy walked right up to me and waved it in my face. But that was it. Not a hard-on in sight.
 
So the show was a disappointment but all was not lost. The bar was full of cute, handsome Chinese eye-candy. Six customers were called up on stage to show their bodies. The first was a very unattractive fat French bikie covered in tattoos. But then they picked 5 Chinese guys from the audience. OMG! The audience went wild whenever one of them lifted up his T-shirt. Better than anything else in the show. For the first time ever, I left Tawan with a hard-on.
 
Not wanting to waste it, I went to check if Natureboy was open. It was, but it need not have bothered. There were only 2 guys working. Luckily, one was cute so I got him to suit down. I immediately recognised him. Wasn't he the guy who couldn't get it up last time? Alas, it was. We both took turns working on it and he did actually get hard for a few seconds, but that was it. Shame, because he has a really nice one.
 
'Go your room? Can chuck-wow. He wake up. Sure!"
 
Yeah, right!
 
I decided to take a look in Screwboys to see if my favourite was still there . As soon as I walked in the young, very gay waiter rushed over.
 
"Your boy go home. He not working any more. But have new boys."
 
And they did-lots of them. One guy immediately caught my eye; he was standing on stage with a beautiful smile, rubbing his package and appeared to have a hard-on. So I called him over for a drink. (300 baht) He sat down, spread his legs and put my hand on the goods. Mmm...nice balls but his cock doesn't seem as big as it looked on stage.
 
He was very affectionate -lots of kissing and cuddling while he stroked my cock. He had a winning smile and that was the clincher for me. I offed him.
 
It's hard to get a good look at the guys in the bar, even when they are up close, because of the lighting. But as we entered the brightly lit hotel lobby I noticed that he looked quite young. Turns out he's of legal age.
 
Oh, dear. I like my guys in their mid to late twenties. Besides, I've always believed that guys are much better at sex when they've had a lot of experience. How much experience would a young guy have? (Mind you, we are in Thailand!)
 
He lay beside me on the bed. Oh, his skin was so soft and smooth. Not a single hair on his body. I told him I like to start with 69 and soon I had his bubble-butt centimetres from my face. Just beautiful! Will I insert a finger or not?
 
Yes, of course I will!
 
With a bit of KY it slipped in easily - too easily. What was that I was saying about lack of experience? Suddenly, I felt him getting hard in my mouth. His cock just got bigger and bigger. And bigger. I ended up almost choking on it. What at first appeared rather average turned into 17 or 18 centimetres of rock-hard Thai manhood. I couldn't believe my luck.
 
He knew exactly how to use it, slipping it in slowly, centimetre by centimetre until he got it all the way in. Time to abandon my theory about age and experience.
 
But he won't last long. Most young guys when they fuck only last a few minutes. Well, that theory went out the window, too.
 
He told me how he liked to be chuck-wowed and I followed his instructions implicitly. The ending came as no surprise, considering his age - it was veritable explosion. As he came he arched has back and twisted his body sideways, resulting in the bedside table getting drenched. Well, at least it wasn't the sheets.
 
Needless to say, I have booked him for a repeat performance tomorrow. And probably for the rest of my stay in Bangkok.

Right, the only thing appropriate to ask from a money boy is to join you for tea and biscuits.

My trip to Pattaya ended as it started - in a sticky mess.
 
Not wanting to get wet walking over to Tukom, I decided to off the guy from Copa. He'd been hanging out for an off and came running over, holding his already cocked weapon.
 
I feel sorry for the Copa guys as they sit there day after day and the only one who ever gets taken is the 50 year old who the guys refer to - affectionately, of course! - as "gorilla." They can't understand why anyone would want to have sex with him. Neither can I.
 
The massage guys on the same side of the soi as the Ambiance do a pretty good trade with the Chinese. Apparently, it's because they all have whiter skin, which is what the Chinese like.
 
We went to my room and he started with a massage. I actually nodded off but woke up quick smart when he grabbed by nuts from behind. That was the signal for the action to begin.
 
I topped him first and then it was his turn. His cock is very long. Good tops know that even if they can get an oversized cock in balls deep, you don't fuck hard that way because it can be painful for the bottom. That's why the missionary position is preferred, as the bottom can control the depth of penetration.
 
(Too much information? Stay with me.)
 
He eventually withdrew and I reached down to remove the condom.
 
"No, not finish yet," he said and put me in the doggy position to continue. He put it in slowly but then started fucking like a madman. The bottom has no control in this position and I was forced to throw in the towel.
 
He rolled over to let me at it and finished in a most spectacular fashion.
 
I was surprised to see all the guys at Goodboys on deck - I thought they'd be still suffering from the previous night's drinking. But there they were.
 
As soon as I sat down with Ton, Chet came walzing over clutching his crotch. I wanted to enjoy some time with Ton first but he was very persistent. Then the handsome but from Chonburi came and sat with us.
 
Just then 3 ladies - real ones- came into the bar and sat behind us. You should have seen the boys! They were all ogling them and rubbing their crotches. "Look at boys" said Ton. "They see lady and now very horny."
 
The guy from Chomburi looked at me and pointed to his hard-on, clearly visible to all under his thin shorts. He started doing gymnastics with it, moving it up and down. He wanted to go straight to the back of the bar but he had to wait his turn.
 
But then I spotted the really handsome guy sitting with his hand on his dick, looking intently at the women. Ton saw I was interested so called him over. Given the situation, I thought maybe he'd prefer to sit and admire the women. Ton spoke to him in Thai and his face suddenly lit up like a candle. He grabbed my hand and off we went. He was definitely interested!
 
He pulled it out. It was already pointing to the ceiling.
 
"I only medium."
 
True, he was but I couldn't care less; I just kept staring at him as he lay there with his eyes closed. He really was horny and didn't last long. A shiver went through his body and then it was all over. I got a beautiful smile and a peck on the cheek. Awesome!
 
As soon as I sat down again with Ton, Chet appeared yet again on the scene. He was desperate, so off we went.
 
As we walked into the area behind the screens, lo and behold, there was the handsome guy getting serviced again. WTF? He only came like 5 minutes ago!
 
Chet flopped it out. OMG! Even soft it's huge. He grabbed his phone and we got started. I say 'we" because we have to take turns - it's exhausting. But he always hands it over to me when he's about to cum so I get to finish him off.
 
"He sleep now. You see?"
 
We both sat and watched as it slowly deflated. He grabbed my finger and rubbed it over the head.
 
"I like too much!"
 
With Chet out of the way, the guy from Chomburi wanted his turn, but I managed to get him to wait. I told Ton about the handsome guy and how he was at it again. Ton assured me he had no problem cumming in quick succession because he's always up for it.
 
If the guys have just had a customer they don't just go again as soon as another arrives. They tell them the situation and ask them to wait or to choose another guy. No one is just doing it for the money alone - they have to want it.
 
Ok, time for number 3. He had his pants around his ankles even before we sat down. My god, he's such an attractive looking guy! And like all the others, he's really affectionate and friendly, despite being 100% straight.
 
I just love these guys. It's not the juvenile delinquent type any more - these are just regular guys who love hanging out with each other every night and obviously love to be chuck wowed every now and then.
 
I want over to Eros. It was dead. One customer and only a few boys. My guy was waiting for me and was able to cater to my needs, so to speak, after the other customer left. When we finished I looked up to see the bar totally empty. It was just after 12 and all the boys had gone.
 
I went back to All of Me and had a final drink with Ton whilst feverishly fending off Chet and the boys. Then I bade them all a fond farewell and sauntered off down the soi.
 
The atm had left the building.
 
Time now to see what Bkk has to offer. Big things, I hope!

Bonny massage - 90 minute, erotic, aroma oil massage.
 
Well here I was looking forward to starting off my massages as usual at Bonny, remembering my last massage there it was full on and was hoping for a repeat. The thought of a hot nude Thai massaging me and getting poked all over by a hard cock, then reaching down and grabbing it and the sex that followed had me excited.
 
Had a boy that said he was top and thought you beaut here we go, he even asked if I wanted him to top me and I said yes (he seemed happy with that), showered together before and after the massage and looking down at his weapon I thought yeah that looks like it will grow into something very nice indeed. Asked for medium pressure on the massage and it was very good, certainly no complaints, he knew just what to do and where to place his hands for maximum pleasure. Started off on the back and worked his way down to the legs, still managed some good time on the legs so I was happy with that For the massage 4 out of 5.
 
Then came time for some fun and the disappointment hit, his "weapon" was as flaccid as you could get and no amount of coaxing by hand nor mouth could stir it into life, I think he mumbled something about viagra and guessed that's what he needs to get it up (well it sounded like he was mumbling viagra but could have been anything really). After that bit of disappointing action he did manage to get me off with some very nice hand work. For the afters only a 2 out of 5 and that was for the excellent hand work.
 
Oh well you win some and you lose some, better luck next time which is The Prince Massage.
 
Big thanks to Christian for recommending Natty Gems for the money changer, even though my regular is open again Natty Gems is offering a good rate and is a shade higher than the others.

Sorry, but he's a complete turn-off for me.
 
To each his own.

I walked over to meet up with my massage guy in Tukom. I was expecting to get soaked but was surprised by the almost complete lack of Songkran celebrations and arrived without getting a drop of water sprayed my way.
 
There was also little action around Tukom - just the Relax Massage guys dancing and drinking outside and the odd splash. Two guys ran past squirting each other with water pistols and it was only then that I got a little wet as an errant squirt came my way. They smiled and apologised.
 
Hey, no need to apologise. It's Songkran. Besides, I'm quite partial to Thai guys squirting on me.
 
I looked around for my masseur but I couldn't see him. Maybe he had a customer or perhaps he was out partying somewhere. I waited for about 10 minutes and then gave up. I wandered around the area checking out what was available, but nobody floated my boat. Again, there was no water action at all.
 
So I went back to the hotel. It didn't really matter as I was still recovering from the pounding I'd taken the night before. Nothing painful, but I certainly knew I'd been well and truly fucked, so perhaps it was a good idea to give it a bit of a rest. Bedsides, I was planning to enjoy another round with the same guy tonight.
 
I got to All of Me around 9 and the partying at Goodboys was well underway. They were all out in the soi drinking copious amounts of whisky from huge cups and dancing to Isaan music. Mmm...I'd better get in early before they get to the point where they'll be unable to get it up. But there were no invitations on offer; they were more interested in partying. And it was great to see them having such a great time together - lots of groping and simulated fucking going on accompanied by raucous laughter. I was loving it! It was a joy to watch.
 
The boys wander in and out of All of Me as both Tons are friends with them all. Perhaps they should just combine the bars, I thought.
 
One guy came and sat in front of me, turned around and smiled.
 
"He very big cock," said little gay Ton.
 
"How do you know?"
 
"I know! I see before. Look!" he said, pointing to his very prominent bulge.
 
We went beyond the screen and out flopped this veritable monster. My first reaction was shock and deep disappointment. Silicone! Oh, no! I wanted out, but it was too late. Ok, I'll just put this one down to experience.
 
I grabbed it and felt it rise to the occasion. But something felt a bit odd. It didn't feel like silicone. Besides, usually the guys just have it injected from halfway down the shaft up to the head - there's a distinct beginning and end to it. And the cock looks deformed and ugly. This guy was different, as I couldn't tell where the silicone began anywhere along the shaft. I was confused. Surely no guy can have a cock this thick.
 
Getting him off was a massive task, as I couldn't get my hand around it and he took ages to finish. I asked him how on earth he managed to wank that thing.
 
"Very hard. Not easy for me," he replied with the understatement of the year.
 
These guys are not gushers, which is not surprising. And he was no exception. But I'm well aware of that so it's ok.
 
Straight Ton asked me how it went. I told him that I thought he may have silicone.
 
"No, he original. Sure! I know."
 
And he would. Although Ton doesn't have sex with these guys, he knows them intimately, so to speak. Apparently, when things are a bit slow and the boys have nothing to do they play all kinds of games with their cocks to ease the boredom. Nothing sexual, just good fun.
 
Ton pointed to a very handsome guy who I was planning to have fun with later in the evening.
 
"Sure, he very handsome, but have very small cock."
 
He told me that the night before he'd made a bet with him to see who had the bigger cock. The loser would buy the other a beer. Ton won.
 
So far, both Tons recommendations have been spot on. They know what they are talking about.
 
The stunning guy had entertained me the previous night approached, holding a huge mug of whisky.
 
"Chock dee kap!" he said and we clinked our drinks together.
 
'We go?" he said, pointing to the back of the bar.
 
"You can do?" I asked, raising my arm slowly upwards,
 
'Sure!"
 
He performed magnificently. These guys can hold their liquor and seem to have no trouble getting it up.
 
Of the 11 boys working last night, at least 6 are very handsome. Two are real stunners, one of whom I had my eye on. While we were at it, a farang came in and sat on the sofa behind me ; we were separated by a screen. He had three guys with him, including the stunner. Suddenly an argument broke out. The farang wanted them to bring him a young (i.e, illegal) boy and wouldn't take no for an answer. Two of the guys got up in disgust and left. I looked through the screen and to my great disappointment, saw the stunner jacking off for him. Ok, there's always tomorrow night.
 
I left and headed off to the beer bar to collect my guy but he'd already left with another customer. Damn!
 
Time for Eros. They had 4 customers and very few boys working. They were all off partying, apparently. But my guy was there, thank God, and we were both smiling broadly by the end of the night.
 
Back to All of Me. By now, gay Ton was pissed and had flaked out on the sofa, where he probably spent the night. Straight Ton rides a motorcycle and so drinks responsibly. After three beers over the course of a night he switches to juice.
 
The guys from Goodboys were partying really hard by now, but unlike back home where there would be punch-ups and prolific puking, these guys were just having heaps of good-natured fun. The hey could all still stand up and were able to talk without slurring their words. Amazing!
 
Both Tons keep a look-out for me in case the Arab guy turns up. They warn me when they see him coming and I escape to the toilet. But last night, with only one Ton on duty he wasn't spotted in time. He came in, shook my hand and sat down. Thankfully, he then got up to go back to his room and get his phone, so I was able to make a timely escape.
 
Speaking of toilets, All of Me sets the standard. Unlike Eros and Goodboys where the urinals stink and there is usually no soap or any way to dry your hands, the toilets at All of Me are absolutely spotless. There's no smell at all and there's a tray with individually rolled up small towels to dry your hands. They put other places, including even BBB, to shame. Well done!
 
I went over to Queens Bar to meet up with the handsome hunk from the previous night, but he was sitting with a customer. So I called it a night and went back to the hotel.
 
Not long after getting back I started feeling a bit queezy, followed by a bout of 'dire rear" - sorry, but I can't spell it. During the evening Ton had gone off to his friend's beer bar and came back with some food. That may have been the culprit. I rushed to the toilet, only to discover I was almost out of toilet paper. I looked around for the spare roll but there wasn't one. Those incompetent cleaners hadn't left one!
 
No problem, I can use the bum hose. I squeezed the nozzle but no water came out WTF?? I then turned on the tap. Again, it was dry. There was no water! Why is one problem always compounded with another? And then another?
 
I got up an hour later. Now there was water but it was pitch black. Yuk! This morning the water is back to normal but the bum hose is still on the blink.
 
Looks like I'll be topping today.

ay70..., you can enjoy yourself at Eros and Goodboys. They are the only ones I can think of in Pattaya. Other customers are usually present but they are quite busy themselves.
 
I got to All of Me around 9:30. As usual there were lots of guys sitting outside Goodboys. Ton, the straight one, is heaps of fun and a great conversationalist with reasonable English skills. And he loves a drink. He always alerts me whenever he gets a hard-on, which happens quite often during the course of the evening, and loves to show me the outline under his jeans. But, of course, apart from the odd squeeze and a bit of furtive rubbing, there's no funny business as we are sitting out in the open.
 
My Goodboys guy smiled at me so I wandered over. Normally, he jumps straight up and off we go behind the screens but this time he just sat there. He asked me if I could wait 10 minutes. Uh oh, he'd just had a customer.
 
I went back and sat down and just then a guy came into the bar and chatted with Ton. Hot news! The police were raiding Eros! I walked over to have a look and, sure enough, there was a police car in front of the bar. As I approached I spotted the fem guy with the large glasses - the one who was the doorman at Sunnyboys - sitting outside Queens Bar, where he now works. He told me that there wasn't a raid; the police had simply parked outside Eros.
 
Back I went to All of Me and news had already reached Ton of what was actually happening. Apparently, a boy had stolen money from a farang's safe and the police were out looking for the culprit. News certainly travels fast! And that explained Chet's reluctance and why all of the guys had come out into the soi.
 
Before too long the fun began. He assured me I was his first customer so I was expecting big things. But that was not to be. In fact, I didn't even notice he'd finished until he let out a little grunt of pleasure. I looked down at his stomach. Nothing. Not a drop. Just a damp feeling on my hand.
 
'Sorry. But I do every night," he said sheepishly.
 
I decided I'd head off to Eros but on the way I ran into a guy I remembered from my last trip.
 
"You remember me? I fuck you before."
 
I sure did! And what a sterling effort he'd made.
 
This time was no different. After a hectic bout of 69, which I think he enjoyed even more than me (!) he slipped on a condom. But it was broken. I reached for another one, but the same thing. WTF? They were Durex and I'd only just bought them. The third one was ok but I didn't trust it. Maybe they were old stock. So I opened another packet but these were a smaller size. Never mind; we made do.
 
In he went. Slowly, slowly at first and then he suddenly moved into top gear. It was really funny, as he was watching himself perform in the mirror and at times would flex his muscles and assume various poses like the ones you see in porn movies.
 
After what seemed an inordinate amount of time he pulled out and lay beside me waiting, or so I thought, for the chuck-wow. Wrong! He was just resting before the next round.
 
On with condom number two.
 
"I want you like this" he said, indicating doggy style.
 
Sure. No problem.
 
He was pounding away when suddenly....thwack!
 
Ouch! He'd just slapped my butt really hard. This guy obviously watches way too much porn. Then again.....thwack!
 
I told me I didn't really enjoy it and he apologised. Then he pulled out. Oh dear, have I upset him?
 
Silly old me. Of course not. He just wanted a short rest before the next round! He lay down beside me and asked me to sa-moke him. This was the prelude to another furious session of 69. With his gorgeous butt in my face I also took the opportunity to slip in a finger for a bit of a prostate massage.
 
He then reached for a condom. Thank God it was the last one, as I'd had enough by now. He also knew that this would be the last fuck of the session and so was determined to enjoy himself. He pounded me like a pornstar - really hard and in every conceivable position. I wanted to give up but he was having such a great time I decided to just take it.
 
He eventually pulled out, knelt next to me and furiously jacked off. I wanted part of the action but he was going at it so hard I didn't have the heart to intervene. A loud grunt was followed by a large stream of cum which flew last me and landed, I later discovered, on the sheets on the far side of the bed. Two more spurts also missed me and flew off into the never-never. He then just knelt there pumping load after load onto my stomach. Jesus! When did this guy last cum? This was fucking incredible.
 
I couldn't believe my luck; this would have to be one of the best cumshots I can remember. He collapsed, totally spent, on top of me and was squishing around in his own cum. It was quite a messy affair, but very erotic. So erotic, in fact, that I finished much quicker than usual.
 
We showered and I thought he'd be leaving but no, he lay back down on the bed on his stomach and spread his legs, inviting me to partake in a little butt play.
 
We eventually walked back to Sunee and he went home, but not before exchanging phone numbers and Line.
 
I wandered down to All of Me but they'd closed so I went over to Queens Bar to chat with the guy from Sunnyboys. As I approached a stunning, very masculine guy rushed over and invited me in. OMG! He looked like a fucking model from a porn magazine. Just gorgeous.
 
We sat down and exchanged the usual information. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. When he told me he was from Isaan, I almost came in my pants.
 
He pulled out his phone to show me some photos. My heart sank when he showed me pictures of his wife and baby.
 
But wait! This is Thailand. That doesn't mean anything.
 
He then showed me shirtless photos of himself at the gym and that's when I saw his beautiful body. I hadn't noticed before, as I couldn't take my eyes off his face.
 
He told me he worked at Rainbow Bar but it was closed at the moment. During the day he works as a masseur at the gay beach and was available for massage in my room. I asked him what he does in bed. Not much, only chuck-wow, he said. He's obviously new to the game as he didn't know how much to charge for the "massage."
 
We exchanged phone numbers and I left, thinking I may just take him up on his offer of a hotel visit.
 
If you're in town, walk by Queens after 10 pm and you'll get to see him. He works most nights and will be there until Rainbow reopens on the 20th.

I arrived for my massage fashionably late. I was a bit worried he'd had a customer earlier but he assured me he hadn't.
 
I was intending to get started straight away but then he said :" I can do body to body for you?"
 
Sure, no problem.
 
He started off by standing beside the bed. Now, a skilful masseur knows how to position himself to enable the customer a visual feast and easy access. This guy is no exception.
 
I was a bit concerned when I noticed he was not aroused, unlike our other encounters. Perhaps he did have a customer earlier.
 
Not to worry. He climbed aboard for the body to body part and I immediately felt some very quick stirrings down below. Before too long it was between the cheeks.
 
Ever tried a massage in the 69 position? No, neither had I - until today. Highly recommended, albeit a bit awkward. I reciprocated with a bit of deft finger movement between the cheeks.
 
After we'd both partaken of the main course it was time for our happy endings. Today is his birthday -they were preparing a party for him as I arrived. But I ended up getting the present, in the form of a stupendous finish from him.
 
At last! I was beginning to wonder whatever happened to those spectacular climaxes I'd seen so often in the past. Did it have something to do with the easy availability of porn on their phones and hence, a lot more wanking going on? I think that's the reason.
 
Perhaps he'd simply run out of credit.
 
The boys these days freely admit to having a wank or two during the day whilst being glued to their mobile phones. (I suspect that's exactly how many of them end up!) That lucky guy at Eros - the one ball wonder - told me last night that he'd jacked off in the morning and then had another wank in the shower at the bar before he started work!
 
"But what if you have a customer?"
 
"No have customer. Customer come later. Can not wait,"
 
That poor overworked ball. I don't know if there's such a thing as the Ball of Fame, but he'd get my vote for sure.
 
I left the massage place - it's a branch of Relax - and he followed me out, asking where I was going. I told him that I was off to eat dinner. He asked if he could come with me to eat Thai food, but I didn't have enough money on me. I only take enough to pay for the massage, as there is no security inside and I don't want to tempt fate. But I promised him I'd take him out to dinner tomorrow and he could have whatever he wants. I left the choice of restaurant to him, which in hindsight was a silly thing to do, as he doesn't eat in restaurants.

It was a case of cum one, cum all last night.
 
Off to my daily massage. He's now familiar with my routine so it came as no surprise when he asked me if I actually wanted a massage. I told me I did, but just a very short one - I love the soft touch of his hands as they roam. It was basically a butt and ball affair but he seemed more eager than me to get down to business (how could that be??) and it was over in a few minutes.
 
I never decide the order of events - I usually just go with the flow. This time he decided to lay back and take it first. Being gay, he really seems to enjoy it. The problem is, the massage table is quite narrow ; of course, I much prefer a large bed where we can roll around and enjoy a number of different positions. At one stage I got down from the table and did the deed standing on the floor with him with his head up against the wall but it was very slippery and couldn't get a grip, so I found myself having to clamour back on top.
 
We then swapped roles. He finished by standing over me and letting fly all over my stomach. It got a bit messy because he then lay down on top of me, but I didn't care - I got to caress his beautiful body as he got very affectionate and lavished me with soft kisses. He then moved slowly down and finished with some magical moves with his tongue.
 
I later headed out for dinner with some forum members to a restaurant called Bite Me. What can I say? It was the best meal I've ever had in Pattaya, bar none! A 3 course gourmet meal for 490 baht, including a beer! Christ, you'd pay more than that for just the entree back home. Highly recommended.
 
We ended back at Sunee where we sat at All of Me on the main soi for a drink. It was only 8:30 so too early to head up to Eros, so I went to the other All of Me for a drink with the guys. There were heaps of boys sitting outside Goodboys. And there was Chet, sitting inside with a customer. He waved and made motions for us to go behind the screen but there was no way I was going to steal a boy from a customer so I weighed up other options. Some of those guys are gorgeous - I could have chosen just about any one of them for some fun. Decisions, decisions!
 
The customer left and Chet rushed over and dragged me inside. I was his first hands-on for the night so I knew we were in for the long haul. Twenty minutes later (!!) it was all over. In the past, guys would be lining up waiting their turn but thankfully, they don't do that any more.
 
I finished my drink with the two Tons and off I went to Eros. There were only 3 other customers, one of whom had opened a bottle of whisky and was monopolising most of the boys. I sat alone until my regular spotted me, just as I was contemplating leaving.
 
He also knows exactly what I want to do, so things proceed in a predictable order. He was working hard to get it up but I told him it was ok - I also enjoy just sitting there chatting with my hand on the goods. But no, he was his usual impatient self. He likes to chat later so we got the action of of the way first. No cushion required tonight. He then cuddled up to me, rested his head on my shoulder and had a short nap.
 
By now there was only one other customer left in the bar, so he got down to business. As always, he took his time, teasing me all the way until I could hold on no longer. Sabai, sabai!
 
Back to All of Me. By now I'd just about run out of money. Where the fuck did 3000 baht go?? I had just enough to buy another round of drinks. As we sat I noticed that even more guys had turned up at Goodboys, two of whom were stunningly handsome. Where the fuck did they come from? The boys wandered over to say hello and suggest some action.
 
Little Ton offered to lend me some money, bless his heart, but there was no way I would borrow from him so I walked (I actually ran) all the way back to the hotel to replenish my funds. I was there and back in record time! More drinks all around as I checked out my next chuck-wowee.
 
One guy came over, indicating with his hand exactly what he had in mind. Strangely enough, I was thinking the same thing! He was no Chet, that's for sure (is there another such boy in all of Pattaya?) but was still quite a handfull. His finish was disappointing, but given I was number 3 for the night, totally understandable.
 
Back to my beer. But of course, that was not the end of it. It was getting late and there were no other customers in sight. The pressure was on to choose yet another so I caved in (it wasn't hard!) and chose number 4 for the night.
 
But that was it. By now my arm was aching. I paid my drinks bill and left with 50 baht in my pocket!
 
But what price fun?

I arrived at All of Me around 9:30. I looked across to Goodboys and noticed a guy smiling at me.
 
"That's Chet," said Ton.
 
Silly old me. I thought the guy with the afro was Chet. I immediately recognised him, excused myself and ran with unseemly haste across the soi. I pounced on him and literally dragged him to the back of the bar.
 
Afroboy was busy entertaining a group of Thai customers. He gave me a smile as I walked by. My god, he's so cute! I only wish he'd get rid of that hair!
 
We sat down and Chet put his arm around me and gave me a cuddle. He told me he had ridden his motorcycle all the way from Isaan that day. He said he was a bit tired but "Can do. No problem."
 
It certainly wasn't, as he rose very quickly to the occasion. He took out his phone to look at some porn but every now and then would put his head back, close his eyes and enjoy the experience.
 
It's hard work if you can't close your hand around it and get a good grip. I felt my arm was about to fall off so I put his appendage between the palm of my hands and moved them back and forth. I'd hit the sweetspot.
 
"Ohhh...good! Good! I like!"
 
Nothing like introducing a new technique into the routine!
 
He told me he hadn't cum today so I was expecting a big finish, but that was not to be. Never mind, I was just happy to see that look of pure ecstacy on his face; that does it for me every time.
 
We sat and cuddled for a while. He was my regular on my last trip and I was stunned when he asked me about KL. How on earth would be have remembered that??
 
Back to finish my drink with both Tons. The little ladyboy Ton always comes into Goodboys and sits with us for a while to watch the action.
 
I then decided to take a look in Powerboys, as I remembered reading some nice comments about it on one of the forums. The doorman ushered me inside but there wasn't a customer in sight - and only about 6 guys on stage. He told me many had gone home for Sonkran and that others had gone off to the army. So I gave it a miss and headed to Eros.
 
As usual, there were plenty of frisky boys, most of whom were available due to the small number of customers. It was wall to wall hard-ons and a real chuck-wow fest.
 
I was soon joined by my regular and it was basically a repeat performance of two nights ago. I've offed him a number of times but now I'm actually quite satisfied with our present arrangements where the business is conducted in-house. I'm sure he's happy too, as it saves him having to trudge all the way over to Boyztown. I just make sure there are no customers in the bar.
 
We finished just after midnight which is when most of the boys head off. I guess the bar closes soon after. I walked back past Goodboys. Afroboy wanted some action but by now my arm was numb. Chet then grabbed me.
 
"Can do again. We go!"
 
I told him I'd see him tonight.

My masseur was nowhere to be seen as I stepped out onto the terrace. Had he been offer? Considering he's done quite well out of me over the past few days, perhaps he was cruising the Mediterranean.
 
Sensing his chance, the 50 year old massage Papa came rushing over for the kill. Now, without putting too fine a point on it, I find him incredibly unattractive, although he seems a nice guy. I told him is seen him many times at BBB but he told me he hadn't worked there in 5 years! With that barefaced life ringing in my ears, I headed over to Tukom to try my luck yet again.
 
There was a cute guy sitting outside Relax massage but I spotted an even cuter guy outside the place facing the entry to the soi (Sitalanna? Angel?)
 
Choosing a guy is not and miss as you have no idea about the size of his endowment. I asked him if he had silicone or mooks and he assured me he didn't. Mmmm....decisions, decisions. I asked him where he was from.
 
'Isaan."
 
The room was very small, with a narrow massage table pushed up against the wall. I went to take a shower, conveniently located across from the room. The facilities were very basic at best. He then took a shower - it's ok if we don't shower together. I got up onto the table and he removed his to but kept his shorts on.
 
The massage itself was par for the course, with the obligatory slip of the hand between the buttcheeks and the odd brushing of the balls with an errant finger or two. He got me to turn over and asked me if I wanted to continue with the massage or move straight on to the main course.
 
He removed his pants and immediately began the oral procedure. Very skilful indeed. He's gay, although not at all fem, so I knew I was in for a good time if he put in the effort, which he did.
 
I decided to bottom and he was wonderful! He wielded his very nice appendage with aplomb and then got down beside me for the finish. It took a while and the cumshot was just so-so.
 
I think I'll see him again tomorrow, when he can bottom for me.

Yesterday was quite busy and ended very weirdly.
 
I went downstairs and sat out on the terrace while my room was being cleaned and I watched them preparing for Castro's big opening event. I was soon joined by my massage guy who sat down and immediately put my hand on his cock. He'd gotten a hard-on in the time it took him to walk across the soi! I told him it was too early so we sat and chatted.
 
Around 5 I was ready so I went and picked him up. He'd earlier spoken to the boss about the 500 baht off fee and was told 400 was ok. My masseur went to get some massage cream and I handed over the money at reception and was given a key to a room in Copa but when I told him we were going to do the deed in my hotel the price went back to 500. When my masseur came back I explained the situation and after a short chat I was handed back 100 baht. Normally, I wouldn't argue over such a small amount but I figured that rather than giving it to the hotel, it would be better in my guy's pocket - which is where it ended up.
 
I lay on the bed waiting for him to come out of the shower. I'd already decided to dispense with the massage. Apparently, so had he, as he jumped straight on to the bed and immediately went down on me. A furious 69 session ensured with him displaying all the special oral skills that only a gay guy possesses. If only straight guys knew what they were missing out on. No-one knows cock like a gay guy-it's only a matter of if they are willing to put in the effort. This guy is.
 
I was actually happy to finish that way but he wanted to be fucked. So off we went. My God, he was horny and he squealed with delight with every thrust. Mind you, in the state he was in I could have been shoving a clothes peg up his arse and he'd still be moaning with pleasure! Every time I stopped to get my breath back he took it as a signal I wanted to change positions. I finally withdrew but he wasn't finished yet. He assumed the doggy position and waited. What's a guy to do? So off we went again. This guy is insatiable.
 
Now it was my turn and he's just as enthusiastic a top as he is a bottom.
 
When I'd finally convinced him I'd had enough - it wasn't easy! - we started the chuck-wow session. I was hoping for another "cum together" experience but he came before me, producing another huge load. I immediately grabbed the big wad of tissues I'd prepared earlier and managed to clean up the cum before it ran down his sides onto the sheets. Nothing worse than soggy sheets.
 
I was expecting a simple chuck-wow to end the session but he had other ideas. He positioned himself between my legs, inserted a finger up my arse and gave me one of the best blow jobs I've had in a long, long while.
 
He left with a big smile on his face and I lay there, totally spent and contemplating how good it is to be versatile. That way, you get double the fun. Good sex can be so utterly exhausting. But I wouldn't have it any other way! But that's it for me today - no more sex.
 
I headed out around 9. Castro's was in full swing. They had set up a stage with 2 massive speakers right below my room - how considerate of them - so I wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. At 9:30 I went to BBB to take a quick look. A large group of Chinese pushed part me and immediately took up residence in the front seats, so I decided I'd come back later after they'd gone. I need a front row seat.
 
So off to Toyboys. By now the Castro show was in loud mode. The singers all had beautiful voices but we're singing totally out of tune and the guys were having trouble hitting the high notes. It was horrible. I was tempted to offer to squeeze their balls for them as they went for the high C's, but discretion got the better of me.
 
Toyboys was deserted and I felt a bit lonely. Not to worry - there was a sudden rush of customers, all no doubt talking refuge from the cacophony that passed for "singing" in the soi. The guys on stage were just average, but there was one stand -out guy with a lovely smile. We exchanged little waves and smiles and then I went outside for a smoke, knowing he'd follow me. We had a nice chat and although he was a bit too thin for me, he really seemed a nice guy so I've pencilled him in.
 
Back to BBB for the boy show. The Chinese were still there but Mr Insincerity - the waiter with the cap - managed to squeeze me in down the front at a small table. He always looks after me.
 
The axe-murderer - the guy I've been drooling over for the last few trips - appeared on stage. He's now number 156. Just as I was about to cum in my pants, he disappeared from the stage. He'd just put in a short cameo appearance and that was it. I decided to hang around in case he re-appeared later, which he did in the big cock show (OMG!) but that was it. If you like them 100% masculine, he's your guy.
 
I decided to give the midnight show a miss and go over to Good boys. I arrived at 11:45 and sat with Ton in All of Me whilst I perused what was on offer. The handsome guy with the massive afro hair smiled at me. That's Chet! Mr Donkey-dick! I excused myself from Ton and headed over to grab him and take him behind the screen. His cock was a very respectable size indeed, but something was wrong. I remember it was bigger before. I asked him his name and was surprised to discover it wasn't Chet afterall. Apparently, he's gone home. Still, we had a great time- his ending appeared to be very happy indeed! And it was his third for the night.
 
Back to All of Me. Just then another customer came in and sat at the next table. Turns out he's from Dubai and visits 4 times a year, staying in a room just down the soi. I was sitting with my arm around Ton and next thing I know I feel someone holding my hand. It was him! I felt very uncomfortable so I headed off to the toilet. I turned around and they're he was, standing there watching me take piss! We went back to sit down and Ton had changed seats so the Arab - his name is Haman - could sit next to me. He was probably in his late 30's and I didn't find him particulate attractive. He unzipped his fly and put my hand on his hard-on. Wtf is going on here? He then gave me a very sloppy kiss. Yuk!! Ton had a bemused look on his face. Haman wanted me to go back to his room but I told him I couldn't. He then suggested we go back to my hotel. Sorry, can't do that. I got up to leave and Haman grabbed my rather substantial bill and paid it, and as I left he suggested we go to the Corner Bar. I foolishly agreed. What on earth was I thinking??
 
Sitting at a table out on the soi he told me he only liked older men and then put his hand up my shorts. He kept insisting I go to his room so I decided enough was enough and said I had to go back to my hotel to sleep. We walked together back down the soi past All of Me and Ton rushed out.
 
"I think he want to fuck you. You go with him?"
 
I don't think so!
 
When we reached his room he tried to drag me inside but I refused.
 
'Ok. Let's go back to the toilet in the Corner Bar."
 
So we did. I was busting to go to the toilet. He locked the door and watched me piss. Before I could put it away he got down on his knees to give me a blow job. I let him go for it but felt uncomfortable, as I'm not really into toilet sex at the best of times. I put it back in my shorts and he stood up to kiss me. I put my hand on his cock - he'd cum without me even touching him!!
 
We left the bar and I turned around to say goodbye and there he was, wandering off down the soi.
 
Some really strange things happen in Sunee Plaza.