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Vessey's Adventures in Boyztown: Part Two – Days 11-21.
 
Day 11, Friday 26th August
 
Vit 'accidentally' wakes me about 7am, he has had no sleep he says and proceed to play back to me a clip he has made on his phone of me snoring voluminously. But he is happy he says because I 'sleep good' – oh dear, the poor boy.
 
He says he is feeling horny and wants boom boom. I suspect that what he really wants is to fulfil his part of the long-time bargain and get back to his room to sleep. I say I will go shower, no he says, he is horny too much. And it's true his cock is rock hard and he massages around my groin and bum before reaching for the lube and the condom.
 
As ever he goes gently to start with until he is comfortably inside me, my cock starts to thicken and then harden as he pumps away and he starts to wank me as he fucks me. Meanwhile I am lying there happily rubbing my hands across his body, playing with his nipples and grasping his bum cheeks. He leans forward and starts to kiss me, no tongues but with increasing passion as he builds up his pace. He is not in any rush, and keeps going for ages and I am loving it and pushing myself into him. A gap in the curtains lets in a shaft of light that illuminates his face; he is such a pretty boy.
 
But then his eyes close and his face starts to screw up and his thrusts become harder, deeper and more urgent as he finally cums. Still inside me he leans forward to passionately hug and kiss me; that was clearly as good for him as it was for me. He slowly extracts himself and removes the condom, the end heavy with his cum. I reach across and lick whats left off the head of his cock and try to encourage it back to life; but its no use, he is spent.
 
Now he is trying to get me off, and perhaps trying a little too hard, I try and slow him down, but then gently taking his hand off, I try myself and he lies along side me, drapes himself over me and starts to kiss me again. That will work, and shortly after I can feel my cum rising and leave my cock, but I didn't feel it land, but Vit did – all across his chest, neck and some on his face. Ok, now its time for us both to shower together.
 
All this is done with good humour on his part, despite his lack of sleep. Now he is on about breakfast, it is barely 8am and I tell him that we will need to wait about another 30 minutes for the kitchens to open. He hints at eating upstairs again, but I want downstairs. I have put 3k baht by his phone (2k for the sex and 1k for putting up with the snoring! LOL). And for the next 30 minutes we lie on the bed together and talk, he is showing me pictures of his Mom and family.
 
Basically he seems to have been brought up a farm boy in a poor rural part of Cambodia, and much of any money he earns gets sent home to help them get by. He talks more of his family and his upbringing and is opening up in a way he has never done before (or had an opportunity to do before perhaps). I feel privileged for the insight into his life.
 
I hear his tummy rumble – he really is hungry, so at 8.20am as the girls are still laying out the tables, we go down to eat and place our order; me No 1 breakfast and a steak for Vit – he has got a taste for that now hasn't he. Its going to take a while for the chef to get started and we make the most of our drinks as we chat away again. I am starting to see and appreciate Vit the boy this holiday rather than just Vit the sex machine who so successfully gets me to cum each time I see him. If I was fond of him before, I am getting increasingly fond of him now but in a different way.
 
Sadly my snoring and his consequent lack of sleep was a real problem for him and I was only to see him the one more time for long-time although there were to be several more short-times. Not that he ever complained or moaned about it, but there was usually an excuse as to why he could only do short-times. Probably for the best, I was already getting far too fond of Vit this holiday.
 
But now, breakfast over, he wants to go back to his own room to sleep. He knows Condo is back for the weekend, but wants to have short-time with me this evening if he can – I give him a 'maybe' and 100 baht for the taxi bike back to his own parked-up bike outside Toy Boys – which this time he accepts. A quick kiss and a hug and he is off.
 
I check-bin, go collect the laundry, and then back up to my room – the maid has been busy and it is all clean, neat and tidy, with all trace of last night's long-time experience gone; the room feels a little empty. But a timely facebook message from Condo, reminds me that he will be with me again this evening – he will try and get to me later this afternoon if he can – my chances of a short-time with Vit this evening are now looking remote.
 
 
 
 
Early evening and I am trying to find out what stage of the journey Condo was on, but turns out he was still in Bangkok, but leave 'in moment'. Little bugger, I had been soft peddling all afternoon thinking that he might turn up at any time. He is going to be another couple of hours at least – what can I do until then.
 
Almost without thinking I am sending a message to Vit, how early could he meet me tonight for ST? He responded even more quickly than I hoped, he can be on Soi 6/1 by 8pm; and he was.
 
Minutes later he is in my room and we are showering together and onto the bed. There is an urgency now, nothing to do with Condo's imminent arrival, I just wanted him. He wants to massage me first, so I put a towel down onto the bed and both naked, he starts to give me an oil massage (I keep a small bottle of Johnson's baby oil in my condom drawer for precisely such opportunities.
 
He takes time to at least start a proper massage. My favourite bits always used to be when I was lying face down, he had done my legs and was now kneeling between them and reaching up to do my back and shoulders as I could feel the tip of his erect cock brushing my bum cheeks, or better yet brushing between my bum cheeks and I could try and clench then to trap his cock for a second or two. Well by accident or design, this is exactly what was happening now. I heard him give a little giggle as I clenched my bum cheeks around his cock as he reached up.
 
But now, without moving position, he was massaging around the small of my back, the top of my thighs and my bum cheeks, and then I felt fingers oiling my bum hole. Next thing I know I feel his cock pushing gently but purposefully against my bum, it is in and his whole weight is momentarily across my back (not that he weighs much) as he eases his way fully inside me.
 
If truth be told this is exactly what I had been subconsciously fantasising about on all those previous massages when I had felt his cock brush against me. Sometimes he was supporting himself on his elbows, sometimes he was falling forward to kiss me. It felt wonderful, especially as I had nothing to do except lie there, relax and let him get on with it. But as his jizz starts to rise he is urging me to lift my bum a little so that he can get enough momentum to cum. So there I am, emulating my favourite Thai girl pose, head down, bum up, while he kneels behind me, clutching my waist and pounding away those last few seconds until he cums. Everything I thought I would never do, and certainly never enjoy doing, and now I was doing and I did enjoy! How my world has changed.
 
But he is out, and I look around and am relived to see him taking off a condom – I wasn't aware that he had stopped to put one one, and in truth, despite the risks, I had been past caring at that point; but I am glad he did!
 
But now he is out to get me to cum. He turns me over, my cock is soft, despite the fact that I enjoyed that. He is ministering to it the best he can short of sucking it, but I do get the odd few licks thrown in, and within seconds it is quivering away at him. Back to the massage oil. No light touch HJ now, he is going to damn well milk the cum out of me. I feel his one hand on my cock, while the other is massing my balls and occasionally I feel a finger deep inside me reaching up for my prostate. One minute, two at the most and my balls are emptying for him.
 
For a few minutes we just lie side by side cuddled up in a mess of oil and cum and kissing lightly, holding each other. Right at that moment in time, if the rest of the world had disappeared leaving just Vit and me alone in the Universe, then I would have been content.
 
But the moment passes, the need for showers takes over, followed by a need to dress and clean-up the room best we can (he helps); thank goodness for the foresight of the towel underneath me/us. The bed, looks clean and spruces up well. I tip him generously, and we hug and kiss once more. He knows Condo is here for the weekend and although I may see him for drinks, I will not 'see' him properly again until Monday. With that his skinny little body slips out of the door and I fall back (carefully) on the bed, draw up my knees and rest a short while.
 
 
 
Day 12, Saturday 27th August
 
Ok showered and changed and my long-time Condo and I go down Soi 6 to Horny Bar where manager Bagel is having a 'Fairy Party' (don't say it! LOL). But we only stay for about 20 minutes now and at about 9pm we head off by taxi-bikes to Boyztown. First port of call is Cupidol, not been in there until now. Its basically a twink bar like Toy Boys, but the drinks were cheaper (a coke and a San Miguel were 380 baht). And actually some pretty boys there, but once again we seemed to be the only customers and therefore about twenty pairs of eyes were focussed on us. Surprisingly it is not the most comfortable of feelings. Its low season and they are all clearly hoping that they will be chosen for a drink and maybe more. They would be unlucky with Condo and I tonight, one drink and we were gone – I intended to return alone one night and make amends, but it never happened.
 
Back outside again and it's apparent that some sort of show is taking place, there is a stage and a carpet rolled out in front of it. It is the annual Miss/Mr Boyztown Awards evening – at least I assume its an annual event – who knows, in Boyztown it may be a monthly event.
 


 
Anyhow we were fortunate to get an empty table just out in the soi and just in front of the 'stage' where some boys were dancing. Then it was the ladyboys turn to be given their awards, presumably the cat walk had been earlier. A dozen or so, almost Tiffany style ladyboys with infeasibly large 'bouffant' hair styles, long, extravagantly flowing ball-gowns and layers of make-up on. I suspected that most of them were from the BoyzBoyzBoyz late night cabaret show. Anyhow there was the fake tears and exaggerated drama that you might expect from the contestants as first third place, and then second place were called out, particularly from one lady – who was the eventual winner. There wasn't a single one of them that I would have barfined from anywhere – give me the Soi 6 ladyboys any day of the week. Lots of photographs, crowns, flowers, over-large boxed prizes wrapped in shiny foil wrapping and brave with ribbon.
 





 
Then it was the turn of the boys, I recognised a few from the BoyzBoyzBoyz shows, at least they were all in white vests and black jeans, and was a (slightly) more dignified affair. But the winner and runners up look slightly ridiculous in their gaudy gold and silver headpieces. They too took their bows in front of the photographers.
 




 
There almost felt like a low-season desperation about these 'awards' . By 10.30pm it was all over (coincidence maybe but the BoyzBoyzBoys show starts at 10.30pm), the carpets rolled up and the stage and PA system, dismantled; just the odd ball-gowned ladyboy tottering around in her high heels hoping someone would notice her.
 

 
Condo had at least seemed interested in all this.
 
As we were passing, so to speak, we go into Toy Boyz, but no Vit – 'he not work tonight' apparently; more likely the little bugger had already been barfined by someone else. But Ton was there smiling at me and came over for a drink, as did one of the other boys and of course the mamasan, and then a second drink for Condo and myself and therefore a bin of 1.8k baht when I had finished, 200 baht change from 2 x 1k baht notes, so 100 baht tip to each of the boys. Ton confirms that the boys only get 20 baht for each boy-drink bought for them – outrageous considering the drinks are about 250 baht each.
 
Sitting just up from me was a camp looking, seriously overweight, young farang, with a Thai boyfriend, who seemed to be buying drinks by the tray-load, they kept producing a large desk-top calculator to hold-up and show him how his bin was progressing. He was surrounded by boys and getting serious attention from them as tray after tray of beers were produced. Yes of course there was twinge of envy from me who has to count every damn beer I buy there, but the guy was certainly happily 'living the dream' there that night. Old or young, if we have the baht, we have the attention.
 
 
Day 14, Monday 29th August
 
I wake up at 6.45am with the 'ping' of a Facebook message from Lee – she has 'nothing to do'. Then barely five minutes later, an other 'ping' this time a text message from Vit 'How are you today C....?'. Yes I guess they have both remembered that Condo goes back to University this morning and are getting their markers down early for my time (baht!) today. LOL
 
 
 
Vit is going to join me after 1.30am again, and I have spent much of the evening on Soi 6. I see my friend Chris and tell him I am off to Horny Bary and that there will be a Sangsom and Coke waiting for him when he wants it. Its 1.20am and Vit is due in 10 minutes, so I send him a message to say where we are. My first intimation of Vit's arrival is a little cheer from the girls as they all pounce on him and my drinks bin suddenly grows faster than my cock.
 
We finish about 2am and Vit and I head to the hotel, I am still feeling horny as hell after the earlier events of the night and I desperately want Vit to make me cum tonight – and he doesn't disappoint. We shower together; it is a long shower, both hard, both play fucking, and stroking and sucking and then, still not properly towelled off, we are on the bed together. I wanted to fuck him tonight, but somehow I end up on my back again with Vit's cock edging its way inside me.
 
My cock is already leaking pre-cum as I start to stroke myself as he builds up his pace, this is not going to take very long for me at all and I am pulling him in deeper with my legs as I feel my cum rising and wowie! - I so needed that. Vit is only a minute or so behind me, this time he pulls out, slides off the condom, straddles my chest and with a few last strokes of his hand cums across my face and neck. Its shower time again! LOL
 
We cuddle up together as we settle down for sleep, I try my best to position myself so as not to snore too much, I am almost certainly wasting my time – but at least I tried.
 
 
 
 
Day 15, Tuesday 30th August
 
Vit wakes me about 7.30am for 'boom boom' as he puts it; he has clearly been awake a while and has not only showered but has the condom and lube put ready. Half-asleep I stumble into the bathrooms to shower and 'clean' as best I can, a couple of gargles with Listerine a squirt of body spray and I am out. Vit is sitting up in bed and already stroking his hard cock. I go to lend a hand and suck and lick his cock, balls and bum.
 
I keep on with my BJ and slowly insert a well lubed finger into his ass. He is going to cum now and then I am going to fuck him!
 
First part goes to plan – easy, easy! It doesn't take a lot to get Vit to cum. Reluctantly he hands the condom to me. Takes a lot of effort to even get the head of my cock into his ass; he really doesn't do this very often does he? He is not enjoying this and so I take pity on him, gently withdraw and slide off the condom. He takes the baby oil and starts work on my cock, balls and bum. I lie back onto the bed and surrender myself to his ministrations. I notice that his cock is almost hard again, I reach across and start to stroke it; yep he is ready to go again. I hint at a condom for him but instead he positions himself between my legs and teases my ass and balls with his cock, not quite putting it inside me, he is still stroking away at my cock as he does this.
 
I feel my cum building and he quickens his stroke and prods my ass with his cock and it works perfectly and my balls empty once again for him. Vit knows exactly how to get me to cum better than anyone else these days, and I think that he has the best 'success' record of any of my barfines over the last seven years in getting me to orgasm.
 
He is hungry and the kitchens will now be open so we order breakfast/food together to our room while we shower and dress. He is still shy, even when dressed, he goes and hides in the bathroom when the knock on the door heralds the arrival of our breakfast tray. A leisurely breakfast ensues after which we sit together on that little sofa and he shows me more pictures of his home, farm and family in Cambodia.
 


 
As I have said I am increasingly warming to Vit as a person. I didn't realise it at the time but this was to be my last Long Time with Vit this holiday. I saw him for more short-times and many more drinks. I think he has real difficulty sleeping when he is with me. As if to emphasise the fact he wants to go back to bed and 'rest' for a while. I join him (please don't let me snore!); he sleeps, and I cat-nap for the next couple of hours.
 
But then he is awake again and wants to go back to his room, I offer him taxi-bike money so that he can be reunited with his motorbike parked in Boyztown; he says no, he will get a songtaw. He asks if he will see me tonight, I was going to say yes and then remembered my barfine from X-Boys. So I tell him I cannot tonight but tomorrow should be ok? He looks a little crestfallen and I feel both guilty and a little sad. A hug and he is off.
 
 
 
Day 16, Wednesday 31st August
 
So about 8.30pm I return to my room, collect my new long-time, Nam,and we head on taxi-bikes to Soi 13/3 and along to his bar at X-Boys, it is barely open; the stage is deserted and only a couple of boys in their day clothes milling about. I find the mamasan and say that I have come to pay bar for Nam long-time again tonight. But can he tell him that I have to change tomorrow as I have already made a promise to someone else. This is explained to Nam who sits there smiling away. I am looking forward to tonight with him, but communication is an issue. His mamasan reminds me once again that he has only been with them a month and that he 'come from village'. But he is utterly adorable – have I said?
 
We stay at his bar for one drink before checking bin and taking our leave.
 
I take Nam into Toy Boys, no sign of Ton, but a couple of the other boys I know are there. I ask after Vit, but they are not sure where he is. I catch sight of him briefly by the toilet and he sees me, but then he disappears again for ten minutes. Eventually he comes out and joins us. Nam seems less comfortable here, and goes outside twice for cigarettes. I tell Vit I will see him tomorrow night for long-time, he looks a little sulky but puts on a smile.
 
Now, naïve as I know I can be at times, it never once occurred to me that Vit might be jealous – not until now that is – I always blithely assumed that I was but one of many regular customers that kept him busy. In fact my concerns were that I was getting way too fond of him this holiday and had been chiding myself for doing so when I was but one of his many. Vit and Nam talk a little but not much.
 
I am taking Nam to the BoysBoysBoys 10pm show tonight; he seemed keen to go and compare it to the show at X-Boys. So we check-bin at Toy Boys and cross the soi and into BBB just before the start of their show. Like before it has plenty of customers, but also plenty of staff milling about as well. We are sat close to the front as you come in. Not a bad spot, we order a drink each and I fold the small wad of 100 baht notes I had been saving up into my shirt pocket. There is an elderly Asian guy on the front row, Japanese maybe, who is being fussed-around by the staff and has a number of boys around him – and a table full of drinks.
 
The show starts and Nam is entranced and when the guys with their cock-ringed erections come amongst the audience he gets all shy. I don't, I wave off most, but the two guys with the biggest cocks, each without condom, get a 100 baht off me in exchange for a stroke. I did note ruefully that neither were quite at big as Ched in Good Boys – and he also has no need of a cock ring. Another drink each and watched the rest of the show, Nam particularly liked the guy that beat a tattoo on a drum with his enormous cock; one wonders if the guy has any sensitivity left on the head of his cock if he is doing that every night? LOL
 

(drummer boy)
 
 
 
 
Day 17, Thursday 1st September.
 
Out of Good Boys and onto the corner onto Soi VC and a taxi-bike to Boyztown to barfine and collect Vit as arranged. Except that when I get there he is not there, and what's more he is not answering his phone. Ok so he could be on his bike on his way here. I politely decline entreaties to go and wait inside (and start a bar bin) and go for a walk around instead with the intention of returning in maybe 20 minutes.
 
It was just time for the BoyBoyBoy parade – I tried to video it but pressed the wrong button and ended up just taking a couple of pics of the end of it.
 



 
Saw a boy in the parade that I had been eye-flirting with on a previous occasion who recognised me with a smile. As the parade end I follow him inside for a drink and a flirt. His name is New, he is 21, worked there one month (haven't they all), he is gay and versatile. His English is not great at all and I have difficulty telling him that I am only here for a drink now. I do ask one of the other staff about the short-time room that I understand they have here. Yes, they have and short-time is 2.5k baht 'all in' – room, barfine and boy – didn't like to ask how much the boy actually got.
 
And yes I was tempted, he was lovely, friendly and a good kisser and seemed, and had, by the feel of it under his pants, to have a good medium sized cock. He in turn seemed happy with what he felt in my jeans. But, I had already cum less than an hour ago and also Vit might be waiting for me. So no, no short-time now, but maybe I could do in the next day or two. Sadly I didn't, and I shall never know what New's cock really looked like or learnt just how 'versatile' he was. Check bin while trying not to make too many more Pattaya promises. There are a lot of boys working in BBB, and like most of them he was probably short on barfines at the moment and therefore short on baht. I left him with a tip of 200 baht.
 
My rough guide to myself on tips is that if someone has sat and had a drink and some sort of conversation with me (as opposed to gulping down a tequila and announcing that they have to go and dance), they get 100 baht. If there has been kissing and groping, make that 200 baht, and if cocks have been played and they have cum then maybe 300 baht, and if I have cum then maybe 500 baht.
 
New happily pockets his 200 baht and gives me a final kiss as I leave.
 
Then back to Toy Boys, still no Vit and still no answer on his phone. But then as I am about to go in I get a text message from him – he is sick today and will not be working. I feel crushed, I had been so looking forward to seeing him again tonight. Was he really sick (possible), was he sulking because I had been seeing other people (actually I doubt that), or had one of his other admirers been keeping him busy (much more likely)? Whatever, he clearly wasn't going to show-up tonight. A whirl of thoughts crossed my mind – do I go back to Nam in X-Boys?, do I go back to BBB and try New?, do I go back to Soi 6 and sulk a bit?, or do I go through the door that is being held open for me and into Toy Boys?
 
I glanced through the door and there is Ton, still in his white pants, smiling and waving to me. Decision made, I go in wave for Ton to join me, and before he sits down I am taking the No 6 badge off his pants and placing it face-down on the table. He looks at me and I nod, I get a kiss for that, and off he goes to change as our drinks are fetched. I will fuck Ton tonight!
 
Of course I should just have checked bin there and then and left, but no, other eyes are smiling at me, including the third boy that I often buy a drink for – ok one for him too. Then there were two other younger looking, and more effeminate behaving boys that I have been noticing the last couple of times I have been in. I had been fantasising about taking the pair of them for a threesome – they were both available and smiling at me – perhaps I should have thought about that before deciding on Ton again.
 
Too late and anyway I know that Ton is going to be a good fuck. But I will call them over and buy them a drink each. Mamasan is hanging around looking hopeful – well actually giving that mock crying face that I find a teeny bit irritating – oh well a drink for him as well – what the hell – its only money! LOL
 
So by the time Ton returns dressed there is a little party going on. Mamasan can earn his drink – I ask if we can have a group photo – and he readily agrees. I could probably have taken a better picture myself but I could have been in trouble taking pics in any agogo. Better if one of the staff, especially the mamasan, does it. No problem then. The two younger boys are cute and reasonably interactive (have the briefest of gropes each, enough to know that one is 'bigger' than the other, but neither are packing anacondas), but generally we just sit there and drink.
 

 
My drink is almost done and the boss comes to offer me a free drink, thank you I will take it but I am not adding further to my bin tonight – it is about 2k baht as it is. I also ask for another 1k baht note to be changed so that I can tip the other boys 100 baht each as Ton and I leave. We go and we get Taxi-bikes back to Soi 6/1 and the back of the hotel. We enter through the back door (no smutty laughs please) so that Ton can drop his ID off at reception. My friend Chris is there eating a late meal, so we join him.
 
He is eating one of his favourite there, minced beef, mash, gravy and peas. He was 'starving' apparently and just had to come and get something to eat. Ten, maybe twelve mouthfuls later and he is pushing the remaining 70% of his meal into the centre of the table saying that he is 'full'. One of the girls comes over to clear away his plate – I sort of growled at her (at least Chris says I did), and she dutifully returns with a fresh knife and fork. Vessey to the rescue again and I clear his plate for him – now she can come and clear it away.
 
Ton had been looking with some astonishment at this, he wants 'snacks' so I give him 200 baht to go and get 'snacks' – he gives me 100 baht back and disappears. He is back a few minutes later, he must have used the little shop on the corner of the hotel, so I give him the room key to go and stash them away until later. Meanwhile I have a coffee and Chris has a tea and we chat about our holidays and in particular about how his is shaping up. Seems that girl in the bar next to his hotel is still lying in wait for him most evenings and that he rarely goes back to his room on his own. They effectively have a short-time and then she leaves him to sleep a 1,000 baht richer. He can't understand why she is there every night? - actually I can! LOL He still claims not to know her name.
 
Time to check bin, I insist on paying for his meal, particularly when I had eaten the bulk of it. Chris is off to O Bar. Strange that Ton hasn't reappeared yet. Guess I need to go up to find him. I knock on the door and he opens it wearing only his little white pants. As I close the door behind me I notice a distinct bulge in his pants, I peek inside and out pops his cock all pumped-up and hard. He had thought we were going to have sex and had showered and undressed all ready for me to turn-up.
 
To difficult to explain to him what I really meant, and anyway it would be a crime to waste such a lovely erection as he was waving at me now. I drop to my knees and pull him over to me. He is clearly horny already as I can already taste his pre-cum, he must have been playing with his cock as he waited for me. I don't think he lasted two minutes before he is holding my head and with a body shake cums down the back of my throat; almost gagged on that one! Ok now I really need a beer to wash that down.
 

 
Lets go, I said, he looks hesitant, I think he was expecting that I would want to fuck him now; but no, that can wait, although I have to say my cock was all ready to go. A couple more hours and, providing I didn't drink too much beer, I will not only be able to fuck him, there is an outside chance that I can cum again? He goes to shower. Lee phones, she has 'nothing to do' – ok, meet in Horny bar I say but have friend with me. 'Ok ok' she replies.
 
Five minutes, maybe ten and Ton is ready to go. Down the backstairs, out onto Soi 6/1 and through the snicket opposite Horny Bar and across into the bar. Lee is already there and the good news is that she has already started a bar bin for me with drinks for her and the two girls that I had the threesome with earlier this afternoon. Fortunately Lee takes to Ton and is happily chatting away with him. Then Chris turns up with his son's best friend 'Will'. In fact the only person who is not there is manager Bagel himself; he has not been in all day; apparently he doesn't want to get out of bed!
 

 
It was proving a fun and relaxed night; Bagel finally shows after we all send a crying picture too him. I was trying to keep an eye on my bin – it had already passed 1 k baht and was heading towards 2k baht. Ton and Lee were just adding drinks for themselves as they wanted as they chatted away together – not that I minded much, they were not being excessive at all. Chris chips in 500 baht and lends me 1k baht as well – thank goodness – when we eventually left I was down to small change – just enough for Mc Donalds!
 
But there was still minor partying to be done first. Including the arrival of the bug cart – all the Thais, including Ton, loved watching out facial expressions as they sucked, chewed or swallowed these fearsome little beasties.
 


 
Chris was going to move-on – he wanted a quiet drink in Perry Bar – so goodbyes made and off he goes. Five minutes later he is back, but far from alone. He had bumped into Fay Neverdie and a bunch of girls wearing yellow Pokemon T-shirts and had invited them all back for a drink. And so the evening rolled on a little longer.
 

 
A good, happy night amongst friends.
 
Finally we have to call it a night and check bin; just over 3k baht for me. Chris and Will are heading back to their hotel and Ton and I follow them down as far as McDonalds – I have just enough baht to get us both a meal each. I have my usual, he has chicken pieces and we share fries. Actually I don't think he was that hungry really, just keeping me company I guess.
 

 
Back to the room to eat, shower, and then to bed. He took this selfie whilst in the shower – no hiding his erection even wrapped in the towel. My cock and I were waiting for him, along with a condom and plenty of KY – his ass was to be mine tonight!
 
Lots of cuddles and cock play before condom time, however. But then the moment arrived, spoons position I think tonight; he is on his side and his bum pushed out towards me – perfect, that will do nicely. He is not easy to get inside, but so very much easier than many others this holiday and once inside so much more receptive to a good ass pounding that most. Not that at this stage at night, with a number of beers inside me that was what many of you would consider a 'good ass pounding', but for me it was, I felt quite proud of myself that I could keep going as long as I did.
 
Couldn't quite cum in the condom before I ran out of energy, but I was close and he settles down to suck and stroke me off, turns out I was closer than I thought and he soon had the 'surprised hamster' look on his face – wish I had had my camera closer at hand – it is a classic look, especially with that little bit of cum seeping out the one corner of his mouth! LOL Anyhow he is quick to the bathroom to spit, rinse and clean his ass. He hasn't cum this time but he is happy to settle down to sleep as I take my turn in the shower. That had been a good fuck!
 
As I settled down to sleep I was mentally totting up my expenses today – couldn't believe how much I had spent, but what a great day!
 
 
 
 
 
Day 18, Friday 2nd September
 
Despite the late night last night, I am awake by 8am, then again 9am and finally its is 10am before I accept that I am awake and get to go and shower. I had woken up with a stonking hard on (only wish I could remember what or who I had been dreaming about? LOL). Ton was still asleep but spread-eagled on top of the sheets, first thing I noticed was that his cock was hard too, but then I paused to admire his lean body – sad thing is that 40 years ago I looked like that too – well not the same colour obviously – but slim and well toned. I will go and shower while he sleeps.
 
Maybe he was cat-napping, because he is only a few minutes behind me into the bathroom to pee and shower. We emerge from the shower, all clean and sweet-smelling but with soft cocks – but not for long! Little did I know it but this was destined to be a rare cum-filled condom fuck this morning!
 
We started off like last night, building passion through cuddles, kisses and cock play, HJs, BJs and then to that 'condom-moment'. Actually these new larger condoms from the pharmacy next to Z Bar have been a revelation for this holiday – I can happily wear them without my cock wilting and it also helps that getting into Ton's ass is neither painful nor protracted. It further helps that he really gets into it and is encouraging me to go harder, faster and as deep as I can, and I know I can do that without hurting him – in fact by the way he is stroking his cock so hard he is clearly really enjoying it.
 
Several changes in position and somehow I am still going, then back to missionary and first he cums by his own hand, spraying up onto my tummy and then with some really deep thrusts on my part I cum hard inside his ass. Even I am admiring the condom this time as he peels it off for me. I reach for the wet-wipes to mop his cum off both of us. Ok, lets rest a while, we cuddle together me cradling his now soft cock in my right hand.
 

 
It is gone mid-day before we are showered again, dressed, him paid, and downstairs for breakfast.
 

 
We both choose steaks, me off the breakfast menu, him as a meal with veg. chips and gravy. We take our time over breakfast and chat as far as his English will allow, then I give him 100 baht taxi money and he goes back to his room. I collect the laundry and by 1pm I am back upstairs in my room, curtains drawn too again and doze on the bed for a while and then catch-up with these notes.
 
 
 
Ok it is now mid-evening and time to get a taxi-bike to Boyztown, I was hoping to long-time Vit again tonight, but when I get there he says he can't – there is party tonight and most of his Cambodian friends are going. But he could do short-time now if I wanted. Maybe that was true, maybe he just didn't want another sleepless night listening to me snore? Sometimes I really can be my own worst enemy, especially when I am feeling disappointed, I get petulant. So I declined short-time with Vit, I felt pissed off with him and he realised that, but he wouldn't change his mind. So I call over Ton again, who had been smiling away at me from the stage, take his badge off his pants and put in on the table. Now its Vit's turn to look disappointed. So stupid of me, I could easily have had Vit short-time and then taken Ton long-time, and I desperately wanted to see Vit again. Honestly I could kick myself sometimes.
 
But there it was, petulance won the day, and off I disappear on taxi-bikes with Ton back to Soi 6. We just go up to the room for a short while, so he can drop his overnight things off and I can chill for a few moments. Actually I am pleased to see Ton again, he and Vit are different, like apples and pears – there is no point trying to compare them because they are different and I like both; I went looking for an apple and returned with a pear – I shall enjoy the pear tonight instead. I needed that moment and my petulance is now back in its box. It is Bagel's Birthday Party tonight in Horny Bar and I fully intend to go and enjoy it with him. Lee has messaged me, she had remembered it was Bagel's birthday and now she 'do nothing' – ok see – see you in Horny Bar later Lee.
 
I give Ton a hug and a kiss, he is not stupid, he could clearly see that I had come into Toy Boys with the intention of taking Vit but that something had gone wrong. 'You ok' he asks, 'I very ok' I replied giving his bum a gentle squeeze. He gives my cock a squeeze. Tempting to just undress and fuck him here and now, but no, we have a party to go to.
 

 
By 11pm Ton and I are in Horny Bar, and quite a crowd, but we find a quiet corner together. Various guests that include the three O Bar sisters, who get a tray of Jager Bombs for Bagel. Bagel is still upright, but is starting to get that far-away look in his eyes suggesting that his grip on 'the here and now' is rapidly failing. By 11.30pm two birthday cakes appear, a large one with a number of candles and a smaller one with just the one candle. He manages to blow out the candles on the large cake, but that single candle on the smaller cake is proving a persistent little bugger! He blows, it flickers and dies, and then flares up again – he has three or four goes at it. Sadly the effort proves too much for him and 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 – and he has gone and is now away with the fairies.
 
A kind hearted friend scoops him up, complete with his money chain and pretends to be about to carry him across into Pook Bar for the 'ladies' there to take care of him. But no his Horny Bar girls are not going to let that happen – so instead (and as was always the intention), he is carried round into Pussy Club and up to his room there to either die or sleep it off. Given the amount of alcohol he is alleged to have consumed I would have thought it touch and go! LOL
 
Lee had arrived in time to witness all this, although I doubt Bagel was remotely aware of her arrival, but my Bar Bin soon was – she and Ton get along just fine and chat and drink together while I socialised with some of the Distinguished Visitors who had gathered to watch Bagel's passing-out parade! But with Bagel gone, the crowd starts to disperse.
 
Time for us too to check-bin and by 12.30am, Lee, Ton and I are installed in O Bar. Not a sign of Chris all night. But we take it in turns to choose music to listen to, me with my usual run of current favourites, while Lee and Ton opt for the Thai music hits. Suspect that Lee was getting far more 'turns' at choosing that we were – but as she and Ton were happily singing along to them I demure and sit and chill and watch them.
 


 
But then Lee has to go, her current boyfriend will be giving her grief if she is too late. Ton and I check bin and wander down to McDonalds. And lo and behold who is sitting across the track in Cozy Bar that Mr Chris50. He waves at us and so we go and join him for a drink. I retrace my steps to order McDonalds for me and Ton, he wants chicken pieces again – me, what you should all know by now what my order will be! LOL
 
Its 3am by the time we are back in the hotel room, we sit on the sofa and eat and flirt. Clothes off, shower, and onto the bed. I am in a seriously horny mood, and Ton is going to get his ass fucked tonight and not only does he know that, he is encouraging me to get on with it! We fuck and then we fuck some more until I am so tired I am almost asleep inside him. He extracts himself and slips into a 69 position, and amazingly not only do I get him to cum, but I do too.
 
I should shower again, but I am barely awake enough to wipe ourselves down. My last sensation is of Ton pulling the counterpane over me and a peck on the cheek. I am gone!
 
 
 
 
Day 19, Saturday 3rd September
 
I wake up sometime after 10am and shower, and then Ton is following me in. Then back to bed for sex; it proved a great session. These new condoms from the pharmacy by Z Bar are excellent, have I said? LOL, hardly feel I am wearing them at all.
 

 
We fool around together for a while, it is literally fore 'play' with Ton, but then by mutual consent it was the 'condom moment', and once again the slight awkwardness to first get my cock inside him, but then it was 'show time'. He loves being fucked and I was doing my very best to keep him happy and changing positions. He doesn't really like 'Cowboy' – he wants to BE fucked, so missionary, spoons, doggy and one or two in-between. Finally in doggy I cum, not exactly a condom full this time, but very definitely a cum.
 
I am going to give him the best, HJ/BJ I can and after a few minutes I am rewarded for my efforts. Its all a bit messy, my cock has shrunk and condom and contents have leaked all over the sheets as well as his contribution. Maybe a good time to leave another 100 baht tip for the maid today. Ok shower time again, get dressed and leave him some money under his phone.
 



 
He is still in flirty mood and so we take a range of (clothed) pictures – some of the best I have taken of him. Then down to breakfast together by about 12.30pm. I knew I wasn't likely to see him for sex again this holiday, but we had a happy chatty breakfast non-the-less before he departs.
 
 
 
Condo will be back sometime this evening and will then be staying with me until my airport taxi arrives on Tuesday morning. Short times will be off the menu when he arrives and so, perhaps I need to take advantage this afternoon. Trouble is I am not entirely sure when Condo will show, it was the graduation ceremony of his sister this morning and he particularly wanted to go and said he would find a bus down to Pattaya when that was all over.
 
Ok, time to eat a little, and the hotel has a special on today of Chinese chicken curry and rice for 220 baht; I will try that! Given that it was the special, they took some time in preparing it, but when it did eventually arrive it was pretty good, but by the time I had finished and paid, I now had 3 hours left. However I had not been entirely idle as I waited for my food. I had made two arrangements.
 
The first of these was that I was to meet Kwan (Miss Blue-Hair) again at Perry Bar at 6.30pm, the second was that Vit would come to the hotel for 8pm. In terms of timing this last one was the tricky one obviously. I needed to have time with Kwan and then see Vit before Condo shows up at or near 9pm. I confess I did have some 'what could possibly go wrong with this plan' doubts as I finished my curry. Ok, so up to my room, showered, changed, a couple of condoms in my pocket, and lets go for this!
 
Ok, so there I was at Perry Bar at 6.30pm – but no sign of Kwan. Phone messages from both me and Perry herself and she was 'on her way' – '5 minutes'! In fact it was almost 7.15 when she showed, no time to go to hotel as I had intended – straight upstairs to the short-time rooms of Perry Bar it is then. We had the big room over the bar, it was good and the first time I had used it – but it still had its shower facilities out in the landing.
 
Kwan still wanted a quick shower each and, probably for the first time ever on a short-time, I put my watch back on, it was now 7.20pm. Ok, 20 minutes to lick pussy, 10 minutes fuck and then 10 minutes to shower, dress, pay her and then back to the Queen Victoria for 8pm! Not that Kwan was aware of this tight timetable, but, remarkably, it all went pretty much like 'clockwork'. Not only that but it was great fun as well.
 
It had been, certainly at the end, a fast-moving and sweaty little session so back into the shower again, dressed and paid; downstairs, check-bin, happy little kiss with Kwan and I am off down the Soi towards my Hotel. I could almost hear the chimes of 'Big Ben' in the back of my head as I slipped round to Soi 6/1.
 
No sign of Vit yet, but no sooner had I heaved a sign of relief than a taxi-bike pull up and Vit dismounts and pays his driver – at least he is smack on time. A hug and a kiss out in the Soi and we go up. The next part of my diabolical scheme is that we go up the backstairs and Vit hands his ID to the night watchman who has just arrived. That way, or so I thought, Vit could also exit via the backstairs and minimise any risk of bumping into Condo.
 
Why the subterfuge?, well because Condo had already messaged me to say that his bus was arriving in Pattaya now – I had replied back to remind him that I would be 'out' until 9pm. Of course I should just have given Vit a small tip and told him that I couldn't see him now after all. That would have been the sensible thing to do! But no Vit was here and 'with me' almost certainly for the last time this holiday, and there was no way on earth that we were not going to go and fuck right now!
 
Up to my room, undressed, helped him off with those skinny jeans of his, and into the shower (how many showers is that in the last hour or so?), and actually a shower with Vit is all part of the fun. While he is drying off I phone reception and tell that that they are not to let anyone up to my room without ringing first. Turn the counterpane down and get out the lube and the condom.
 
No massage now, just cock play and then I am sucking on his cock and helping him put the condom on. If this is to be the last time we fuck this holiday, then I really need it to be a good one; and it was! Normally Vit can cum quite quickly and passionately, but tonight he was taking his time, lots of hugs and kisses as he did so; this was more than just a quick fuck. This session tugged at my heart-strings as well as my cock. But then his movements became more urgent and I urged him on pulling him into me as hard as I could, his face screws up and one last thrust and I know he has cum. Still inside me he is kissing me hard and stroking my cock furiously which was sandwiched between us. I seemed to be cumming forever as my balls emptied. We just lay there for a while locked together with the odd kiss as, our passion spent, our breathing (well mine anyway) became less laboured.
 
Sorry, it sounds all soppy, but I was entirely happy at that moment and if I could have made the world stop at that point I would have done. But the world did not stop; instead the telephone rang!
 
We pull apart and I go to answer, it will be reception of course, and yes, I have a visitor, and should they send him up. No I say, keep him downstairs I will be down to see him shortly.
 
Meanwhile Vit is already dressing. He is paid, with a generous tip which at first he declines. A, photograph or two, a long lingering hug and a kiss; I feel a tear or two in my eyes, I really am very fond of Vit. He wipes away one tear and gives me another hug and says 'January ok?' . January it will be my friend. With that he turns and slips out the door.
 
Now remember my plan, Vit was to exit via the back stairs and collect his ID from the night doorman there? Meanwhile I would dress, tidy the room, and then I too would exit via the backstairs, then go round to the front of the hotel and 'arrive' to find Condo there waiting for me. It was fractionally past 9pm – should work!
 
Except that when I went to leave by the back stairs I asked the doorman if my friend (Vit) had left ok, no says the doorman, he had taken his ID to reception and he had therefore sent Vit down to reception to collect it. Ooops. Ok, I shall still do as planned. So out I go onto Soi 6/1, through the snicket past Z Bar and round to the front of the hotel and in the door there. And there is Condo sitting in the little table right by the door looking out for me with a big smile on his face. Bless him he looks entirely happy to see me, and I know Condo, if he had seen Vit leave I would have seen the look of disappointment on his face.
 
I must have the luck of the devil, all I can think is that Vit must have come down the stairs into the bar, collected his ID and then walked around the bar and out, past the fish tanks, through the side door into Soi 6/1. Perhaps if Condo was looking out for me, or, more likely, staring intently on his phone playing Facebook or whatever, he just didn't notice. Whatever, the gods of mongering were clearly smiling on me tonight!
 
 
 
 
Day 21, Monday 5th September – my last full day of holiday this trip.
 
 
It is evening and Condo is happily ready to accompany me to Boyztown. We go by songtaw and I get a few street scene pictures of Beach Road as we go along but they are not as successful as the Second Road ones a couple of days ago.
 



 
We alight at 13/4 and walk up to Boyztown and as its almost 9pm we get a table on one of the bars facing directly onto BoyzBoyzBoyz, order drinks and await the daily 9pm parade. This time I am more successful in getting a video clip of it. No sign of 'New' the boy from there that I had a drink and a flirt with a few days ago.
 





 
The down to Toy Boys, I did enquire about Vit in case he had shown, but he hadn't. Ton was there and I invite him over for a drink, and mamasan (I suppose technically he is papasan?). Condo conveniently goes to the toilet giving Ton and I chance for a quick hug and a kiss or two and for me to ensure that I have his Facebook details. Condo emerges and now time to check bin and slip a couple of hundred baht tip to Ton.
 
So back to Soi 6. Condo is holding my hand again and we are getting one or two stares from the girls, but who cares now; he is my choice and not them.
 
 
 
 

That was another epic series of trip reports that was well worth the time spent reading. And I'm sure writing them took much more time, thanks a lot!
 
I, too, am looking forward to your Burma report, numazu, I'm sure you will have an amazing time there. I'm not that sure that BurBoy will find what he's hoping to find returning to Burma, but I guess time will tell.

Thank you for all your hard work to put those reports together for us and I guess for yourself as well.
 
It was great time I had following your adventures and I'm sure I can speak the same for many.
 
We can wait patiently for next installment in a month or two , this time from Burma  

Day 11: A Burmese Goodbye
 
“What do you want to do?” I ask him. “Nothing na,” he exclaims. “Why nothing? It’s only 1 AM,” I was wondering. “You fly away tomorrow na. Cannot be many drink tonight. We need sleep many.” “But it’s my last night. I want to enjoy my last night in Bangkok.” He looks at me intently, “You come here many. Many last night I think. Now you need sleep many.” “Are you sure? We can go to G.O.D. and dance till 5 AM.” “I no want. I want hug you and sleep na.”
 
I’m sure with many customer and boy relationships, when it comes to decisions, money wins, and, for the most part, the customer is always right. With BurBoy, I wasn’t always right, because I wasn’t a customer. I was his boyfriend, at least I have been for the past 6 days. And like a concerned boyfriend, he was worried about my flight tomorrow. He thinks I need to be well rested to survive the flight. He knows I am a light sleeper, having spent many nights with me. He knows how exhausted I seemed when he sees me just coming from my flight from Farang Land™ because of jet lag. And he knows I have to work the very next day I get home. So as with any boyfriend who is sending his darling off to a trans-pacific flight, he wants me to have as much rest as possible.
 
It was a Monday night, and the streets are not as busy as it was this past weekend. We walk slowly back to Crowne Plaza. The air smelled like it was about to rain. We go to our almost required visit to the 7-11 on Rama IV close to the hotel and got some snacks and drinks. For all the last nights in Thailand I have witnessed these past 11 trips, this one doesn’t seem at all sad for some reason.
 
“You come Thailand December? You want come see me?” “Yes, I want to see you. I think I want to go to Myanmar with you.” “Yes, I will go Myanmar October. Maybe work, I no sure.” “If I go visit you in Myanmar will you not work?” “Yes no work no problem. I want see you. We can be boyfriend again.” We get back to the hotel and take off our clothes and lounge in our underwear and get comfortable. We sit on the bed and open up the modest snacks and drinks that we love sharing with each other. It’s always the little things.
 
He then tells me about Yangon, Mandalay and Bagan. About the thousands of temples that litter the landscape, about the cities that are still mostly rural but growing more urban by the minute, and about the ever changing definition of government and democracy. He shows me YouTube videos of Aung San Suu Kyii, and what she meant to him and to his country. He shows me news articles of the Karen conflict, and the constant spectre of internal strife looming on the region. He shows me his favorite movie stars, tv shows, and his favorite singing contest (Myanmar Idol? I can’t remember).
 
For a guy who has lived in Thailand more years than he has in his own native land, he still has a deep connection with Myanmar. I can see it in his eyes. The passion, the longing, and the desire to live in that country again. Seeing this made me realize that I really want to see Myanmar through his eyes, and feel that it is one of those things that you cant really pass up if it was offered to you. Wheels start turning in my head. Whatever happens, I will be back in December, with him, in Myanmar.
 
It was close to 3 by the time we decide to call it a night. I didn’t get the rest BurBoy wanted me to get anyway, but talking to him about Myanmar was sure a better way to spend the rest of the night. We don’t shower, as sex didn’t seem to be in the menu tonight. And that was fine by me.
 
The alarm was set at 8AM. I reluctantly get up to pee, and get back to bed to see BurBoy, unwilling to wake up:
 

 
I give him a big kiss and a hug and let him sleep while I pack. I make some coffee with the instant stuff and the electric water kettle that came with the room. While packing I see BurBoy waking up. He gets up to pee and he packs as well. “Shower na?” he asks. I finish what I was doing and we do our ritual shower together. Some horseplay was involved, as usual with us, but nothing overly sexual happened.
 
We get dressed for breakfast, which was just next door at the Crowne Plaza lounge, which came complimentary with the room. Usually I pay 600 baht for lounge access but this trip it was just given to me. We head over to the lounge and see that there were only two other people in the lounge, with the breakfast buffet:
 

 
We sit close to the buffet and a very cute waiter goes to us and asks for our room number. I give it to him and we get asked for our drink orders. I ask for a coffee and orange juice and BurBoy asks for a coffee and a glass of warm milk. We head over to the buffet and help ourselves. The buffet here at the lounge wasn’t as extensive as the main buffet on the 23rd floor, but it was enough. There were some western meats, cheeses, breads, some Asian options like congee and sushi, and an omelet station.
 
I ask BurBoy about his plans for the next few weeks. He tells me he will spend some time with his parents in Bangkok before deciding on going back to Myanmar. He will try to get some decent job in Myanmar, with some help from relatives and friends, and with some seed money from his months with his generous farang, he can most likely get a motorbike and some rent money for a few months, or he can live with an Aunt who lived close to Yangon. And since his hometown was close to Yangon, it was natural for him to go try to give Yangon a shot first.
 
I can feel the excitement in his voice. He is looking forward to his new future. He was making OK money working at a restaurant in Bangkok, but he feels that he needed Myanmar to be his future. He is sad to leave his family in Bangkok, so he has a reason to come back if Myanmar doesn’t pan out.
 
I ask him how long he will be in Bangkok. He says probably 2 or 3 weeks. He wants to stay with his parents for a while, after being away from them living with his former farang for months and months. I ask him if he was OK with money. He said he was fine. To pass the time he said he was probably going to try to hit the gym because there was a mall close to his parents place. I ask him how much was the fee. He said it was 1600 baht a month.
 
I wanted to know the baht amount because I was trying to come up with an excuse to give him a little bit of money. I haven’t given him huge sums before, usually just enough for taxi ride back to his room, or pay him back for some of the money he spent during our time together. I wanted to give him something, without it making it seem like a customer-boy thing. I worry about these things.
 
We get back to the room and we finish packing. When we do we sit down on the bed and try to say our formal goodbyes. I reach in my wallet and give him 2000 baht. “For gym and taxi.” He refuses, says I have paid enough this trip. I insisted “I want you to have many six-pack when I see you in Myanmar in December.” He laughs, and tells me he just liked me because he had a six-pack. “I no like you, I love you.” I kiss him and I put the 2000 baht in his pocket. He relents. He hugs me and he promises that he will see me in Yangon, if I decide to go.
 
He takes my roller bag and his backpack and proceeds to the door. I take my own backpack and do a final check around the room. We head over to the elevator and get to the 23rd floor. I check out (0 baht, paid with points) and ask the counter to get me a taxi to Suvarnabhumi. We take the elevator to the ground level and my taxi was already waiting for me.
 
BurBoy was not the “say goodbye at the airport” kind of guy. Maybe he hated airports as much as I did. At the curb he puts my luggage in the open trunk of the taxi, and then turns to me to hug me and kiss me. No shame, no regard for anyone there, as usual for him. “Line me many ok.” I nod. I get in the taxi. The concierge tells the driver to go to Suvarnabhumi. I look back to BurBoy and I see him standing there, smiling, waiting for us to drive away. I wave one hand up to say goodbye. The taxi speeds away onto Rama IV. And just like that, Burboy was gone.
 
As the taxi speeds through Bangkok’s ever busy roadways, I take stock of what has happened in the past 10 days. In the face of change and disruption I was able to be true to myself and got a good mix of butterfly and the boyfriend experience that I both crave. But more than that, my time with Cambodia Boy and BurBoy has taught me something. It's a lesson I learn every time I go here. I may have spent some money on those boys, but I feel that I always end up at the better side of the bargain every single time. They have shared with me very intimate parts of themselves, both their bodies and their souls. And the love, oh the love, there was a lot of it, and all of it was good. You can’t really put a price on that.
 
I get to my airline counter and get through immigration with minimal problems thanks to an upgrade. I get to my gate and wait to board. I check my phone and see some messages from Burboy. I got the usual love and cutesy emojis, but now with a photo of him with his mom, all smiles. I will miss him for sure, and my love for him has changed to something deeper and more sincere this trip. I know I will be back soon enough.
 
Without missing a beat, I then text my boyfriend, telling him I am coming home. No matter the amount of hijinks that has happened this trip, no matter how intense or how life changing it seemed to be, I will always come home to him. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

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Day 10.6 So Fresh and So Clean
 
(all photos in this post are not mine, and can be freely downloaded from the interwebs)
 
The first time I have ever set foot on Soi Twilight was a clear night on February 2014. Back then, armed with the knowledge from the best trip reports and advice from this forum, as well as reading the blog http://bangkokbois.sawatdeenetwork.com/ religiously before heading out to Bangkok, I was so nervous and wasn't sure I could actually do it. I chose my first hotel, Crowne Plaza, knowing how many meters I had to walk from the hotel to the bars. I made sure I was ready before 10:00 PM to get to the bars so I can get good seating and see the shows. I even made sure I had some 20, 100, and 500 baht notes in my pocket so I was ready to give out tips.
 
 


I knew where to stay, where to go, what time to be there, and what to bring. But nothing could prepare me for the initial assault on the senses that I was about to witness as I walked on Surawong and see Soi Twilight from the distance. The neon light signs, the aggressive bar touts, and the boys sashaying up and down the Soi, was too much for me. I entered the Soi, pretending to be unimpressed, and ignoring everything they were throwing at me. I walked too fast that I got to the Classic Boys side of the Soi without stopping and even able to check anything out.  
 


I left the Soi to try to compose myself. I decided to go to Tawan instead, and the rest is history. 
So tonight, with my eye candy in my arm, I step into Soi Twilight for what it seems to be the 100th time, without the shyness from before. Now, at the end of my trip, I am almost jaded, a little over the bar scene. I know that when I get back home I will be aching to be back here again. Maybe one can really never do this everyday. It's good as an occasional thing. But once that you have indulged in the fantasy, and had your fill of the hospitality the boys are known for, it's time to step away. Tonight it my last night in Bangkok this trip. It was time to go.
 
I have made plans with paulsf to hang out tonight on my last night. Before this trip I have been peppering him with questions about his take on some of the bars here, and I have followed his advice on some queries I had. This is the beauty of gaythailand. I get a lot of advice on all things gay Thailand, and I get to meet cool people in the process once in while. I’ve seen paulsf probably three nights now but we have never really hung out to watch a boy show together.
 
We meet him around 9:30 PM at Hot Male beer bar. We exchange pleasantries, and BurBoy gives him a hug, and we sit down with him as we talk about each other’s activities for the past few days. BurBoy was again content in being in the background while the two westerners exchange Bangkok stories. I share with him my lament about my impending goodbye with BurBoy and Thailand. For people who have read my trip reports, they know how much I get attached to the boys I spend time with the most, and BurBoy is no exception.
 
At around 10 PM we decide in heading out to Fresh Boys, which was just a few steps from where we were sitting. I’ve only been here three times before. Once in February, and I talked about it in my trip report, mistakenly identifying the bar as X-Size, another time with my BF and we bought this wickedly handsome Khmer a drink, and another time just 5 nights ago when I was trying to get a boy before seeing BurBoy. I always like the boys here, but I never seem to be able to off anyone. I’m pretty sure I won’t be offing anyone tonight either. This has been my white whale.
 
 




We go in and get seated in the back benches that had a view of the front of the stage. There were probably two or three more parties in the bar so it wasn’t full. We get asked our drink orders and settle in to watch the boys advertising their wares onstage. The police raids that happened a few months ago on Soi Twilight that forbid the non-Thais to work in the bars, was to me an unfortunate development in the lead up to my last trip in June. I’ve always thought the variety in nationalities of the boys in the bars gave it the edge it needed. The exception of course was Dream Boy. For some reason, having an all-Thai employee base works well for that bar, and the effect is sometimes beautiful. 
So I was happy to hear that non-Thai boys were allowed to work in the bars again. Onstage at Fresh Boys right now, wearing only tight white underwear, was a good mix of Thais, Viets and Khmers (and maybe a Burmese or two). It was a good looking crew tonight, although not as many as other bars. Some of the boys were eyeing us, trying to see if we were the offing types or not. paulsf, as the only farang in our group, got the bulk of the attention. He wasn’t calling anyone over but the boys kept introducing themselves to him. BurBoy had one leg wrapped around my leg and holding my hand, possibly to both stake his claim and for comfort.
 
The group of boys who stood out for me tonight were the Viets. They were all young, hot, fit, and handsome. Some of them I recognize from Hot Male. paulsf has told me that Hot Male was, for the moment, not hiring any non-Thais, so some of the boys had to land somewhere else. If I was alone tonight I might have thought of inviting them for a drink, but paulsf tells me that most, if not all, of the boys are tops. For some of these gorgeous boys, I can probably make an exception and off them anyway.
 
The boys get off the stage as the show is about to start. BurBoy puts his head on my shoulder as paulsf, sitting on the other side, gives me some of his impressions about what is happening onstage. One of the first numbers was the big cock show, a staple in most of the boy show bars in Thailand. One after another, a hot boy/man would appear with a big raging hard-on. In this bar they did something extra: they would “bang” their rock hard penises on a steel pole that was onstage. The pole would make a big “clank” noise, as if someone was hitting the pole with a steel bat.
 
That probably hurts, banging your hard cock against a steel pole and getting it to sound like that. But I immediately see the parlor trick. As they bang their cock, they also use their knee ever so subtly to bang the pole as well, creating the sound. What was funny was first paulsf turns to me and tells me about the knee thing, and then after that BurBoy turns to me and tells me the same thing. “No original.” BurBoy adds. I guess he has seen this parlor trick before.
 
There was a number where this tall, lean muscular handsome guy with a long and large hard cock was chuck wowing in front of us, while playing gay porn in his iPad, to music. It was entertaining and hot, because the guy just had one of the biggest penises I’ve ever seen on a Bangkok stage, he had an unfair lean muscular torso with a six pack, and he was playful, posing in different ways onstage, and making sure we all saw what he was watching on his iPad, which was gay porn. paulsf tells me the guy was over 40 years old. How I wish I looked like that when I’m in my 40s. I wish I was hot like that now. Good genes trumps everything I guess. At that age though, you can hardly call anyone fresh, but somehow it suits him still.
 
There were a couple of energetic ladyboy lip-syncs with two backing dancers. The tunes were upbeat and the boys dancing were kind of cute and could dance really well. I hear BurBoy singing along to the songs that was being lip-synced. I was kind of enjoying hearing the song on stereo. paulsf remarked that this was one of his favorite parts of the show.
 
There is a fuck show in this bar, but it was kind of different and weird. They put a screen, or a net, across the stage so you don’t see the fucking directly, per se. After seeing the no-holds barred acrobatics in Tawan and Screw Boy throughout the week, this seems pretty tame. This was the time me and paulsf and BurBoy talk. How blasé we have become, talking over a fuck show. There was also a shower show. Again, blasé.
 
One Viet guy approached paulsf. paulsf did not want the boy to sit with him, so the boy kept his distance, but soon he sat next to him. I see them talk for a bit before the boy extends a hand to introduce himself. paulsf tells him we are both Americans, which prompted the boy to remark that he thought I was Thai. I get one every night. The boy was cute but paulsf was not having any of it.
 
While the show was happening I check my phone. The bar was not too strict with the phone usage, though I am sure that you still can’t take photos inside the bar. I see some Line messages from Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG), asking me if it was my last night in Bangkok tonight. I answer and tell him it was. He replies and says that if it was possible tonight, I should go to Dream Boy to say goodbye. He adds that I don’t have to buy a drink for him, he just wanted to see me. I tell him I will see what I can do.
 
I tell this to BurBoy, that I wanted to go to Dream Boy after this bar to say goodbye to DTG. BurBoy has never met DTG, and he was immediately skeptical about the meeting. He asks me “How do you know boy?” I tell him I offed him in the past. “You still talk him?” I say once in a while. “You want off him tonight.” No, I say. I am with you. I just want to say goodbye to him because I haven’t seen him in a long time (a bald-faced lie again). BurBoy just shrugs. I guess he didn’t like it as much but figured he would let me do it.
 
The show ends and we pay up for our drinks. I tell paulsf that we have decided to go to Dream Boy because I wanted to say goodbye to DTG. paulsf decides to go with us to Dream Boy, a bar he doesn’t check out that often.
 
So Dream Boy, and DTG, next…

Vessey's Adventures in Boyztown - PART ONE
 
 
Day 2, Wednesday 17th August
 
 
Following my adventures earlier tonight in Sunnee Plaze I walk down Soi VC and across to the soi that leads down past JP Bar and onto Walking Street. I call in briefly at Sugar Baby to say hello to manager Mr Egg and catch up with his gossip.
 

(Google Images)
 
Then walk though the remainder of Walking Street and into BoyzTown off Second Road and straight to Toy Boys. Over the last few months I had lost touch with one of my favourite boys 'Vit' and had no idea if he still worked there or not. I asked at the door 'Is Vit here', they asked me to repeat his name several times and then claimed that they had never heard of him – what was his number? - well I had no idea what his number was. So I go inside, order a beer and sit and wait.
 
There are only a couple of other customers and a lot of baht-hungry young 'twink' boys all smiling at me and vying for my attention. Not for the last time this holiday, as I surveyed the room, I thought this must be twink paradise, filled with 'twinky-bar kids' (the older guys will get that). There were many I could have barfined but one guy with a big slightly lopsided smile, No 6, was starting to get more and more of my attention. So I called him over for a drink; he proved affectionate and hands-on, but his English was limited.
 
The door opens and in walks Vit and spots me immediately and I call him over. I give him a long lingering hug. I am very fond of Vit (whose number is apparently No. 3). So now I have two guys trying to gently molest me. I try to explain to Vit that I am just here for drinks tonight as I have someone in my room. Vit says he is pleased to see me as its been a very lean last few weeks. All the boys have their little white pants on, but Vit in his torn skinny black jeans and lazy smile wipes the floor with all of them in my eyes. Of course it helps that Vit has an almost unbroken record of getting me to cum every time I go with him.
 
I tell Vit that he was lucky that he came in when he did as I was quite attracted to No 6, well I was until I asked him his age and he said 17. Vit talks to him, no that was a mistake he hadn't understood my question – he is in fact 20 and from Laos (his ID card later confirmed that). Well that changes things a bit, I discretely slip one finger under the waste-band of No'6's pants and finger-stroke the head of his cock – I can already detect the stickiness of his pre-sum.
 
But no, I have done what I hoped to do here tonight, I have re-established contact with my beloved Vit! Time to check bin – bloody drinks are 220 or 250 baht each (even a water is 200 baht). Not only is that bloody expensive IMHO, but I gather that the boys only get 20 baht per drink bought for them. I leave both Vit and No 6 with 200 baht each. I had had chance to talk more to Vit, and in particular if he would ever go Long Time with me. Yes, he would be happy to if I wanted.
 
With that and a kiss to each boy I was off and out up onto Second Road, a Baht Bus to Soi 6, and a walk down to Horny Bar to say hello to manager Bagel.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Day 3, Thursday 18th August.
 
 
Back to the room and I phone Vit, I have an empty bed tonight and did he want Long Time – no not tonight he said he had a party to go to, so instead I arranged to meet him in Toy Boys at 8pm for Short Time.
 

(needs its lights sorting! LOL)
 
Showered and sweet smelling I get a songtaw to Soi 13/4 and walk the short distance to the Boyztown entrance and then along, round the corner to Toy Boys and sure enough Vit is outside waiting for me. In we go, his bar isn't really open yet, but a beer each (2 x 240 baht), plus 400 baht bar fine, plus another 500 baht for the short-time room; its an expensive business taking one of the Toy Boy boys ST! But this was Vit and he would be worth it, I had negotiated my usual tip of 1,500 plus an extra 500 if he got me to cum – which he always did.
 


 
Vit is both horny and friendly in the bar and in the journey up to the room in the hotel that backs onto Boyztown we are flirting and fondling one another. We undress, and both our cocks are already hard; we shower together – once he has peeled off those skinny black jeans of his. We are already fooling about in the shower and as we try and dry ourselves/each other and fall onto the bed together; he seems to be kissing more now, but still reluctant to suck my cock (him not being gay and all that). I lick and suck and poke around and he strokes and pokes around.
 
I am unprepared and only he has a condom and its Thai size (although he isn't much smaller than me). I give in and lie on my back as he rolls on the condom and starts to lube-up. I am still a little apprehensive but he is patient and gentle and his entry passes without pain and he goes slowly to start with. I hate to say it, but I am actually enjoying this now. He picks up the pace and within a few minutes is really starting to go for it as he builds up to his climax. I am also furiously wanking my cock at the same time. I cum first and a few seconds later a deep final thrust from him and he fills his condom. Wow, and double wow.
 
We cuddle together for a while with him still inside me as we chat a bit. I ask him again about Long Time tonight and he says that he will call me at about 1am to say yes or no. But as he has been complaining that business is very slow at the moment I am hopeful that he will indeed share my bed tonight.
 

 
But for now its shower time again, and then we leave, he is not going back to his bar he will go meet his friends now. Its only about 10pm and I have 3 hours to kill before he phones. I should have just gone back to Soi 6, but instead I began an abortive series of visits around Sunee Plaza and Soi Buakhao.
 
Eventually back at Soi 6, I get a phone call from Vit, yes he will see me for long-time and will meet me at 1.30am in Soi 6/1 at the back of the hotel – bring your ID card I remind him.
 
Vit is a few minutes late but only a very few and quick hug. Does he want a drink first before going up to the room – no he is ok and 'go room now'. All my many encounters with Vit over the last few years had all been short times and I had often mused on what it would be like to take him long time. Now I was about to find out.
 
Not sure what his party had involved but he seemed entirely sober and very much up for more sex and 'boom boom'. He was just as horny as he was a few hours ago – and actually, tired as I was, I was horny for him too. We fool around for a while, sex with Vit can be fun as well as passionate.
 
My turn to 'boom boom' him, but almost impossible for me to get inside him and it was hurting both of us. With a wry smile I hand him a second condom, lie on my back and relax. He eventually cums again, but I do not, although he did get me closer than I thought he would.
 
We cuddle together for a while and kiss (he still doesn't do tongues! LOL) and chat. He is 10% gay he says – more like 50:50 I suspect – he certainly enjoys his 'work'.
 
Time to sleep. I really do like Vit!
 
 
 
 
Day 4, Friday 19th August
 
Not that either of us got much sleep, I wake early and Vit is restless, he has a headache he says (my snoring more like), but he is soon hands-on again. He sees that I have woken with an erection and latches onto it, I reach down – he is erect too. He wants to boom boom me again, but I wimp out; no, I am going to make him cum – I urge him onto his back, draw up his knees and part his legs so that I can access all (sensitive) areas and I get to work. One of the good things about Vit is that he cums quite easily and quite quickly and, in this case, quite heavily. I reach for the wet-wipes.
 
His turn and he is going to give me a massage – a proper massage he says. Apparently he and Chai trained for massage on Soi 4 together several years ago; 15k baht for three separate massage courses. For the next 30 minutes, maybe a bit longer he proceeds to massage me as he talks. Normally I see short time Vit as a hard cock with a smile attached who is going to make me cum, but now in proper light and from different angles it is clear that he is a very pretty boy, also a quite caring and affectionate boy – in a non-gay way of course LOL
 

 
We order breakfast to the room (9.38am). I say that he can stay with me as long as he likes today but that I have Condo turning up tonight for the weekend. No, he wants to get back to his apartment to sleep (yes, now I am sure it was my snoring). But now we wait for breakfast to arrive.
 
Apparently he shares his apartment with three others, each contributing 1k baht a month to the 4k baht rent (with electric), but it lies over on the other side of the Sukhumvit Road and it can take him up to 40 minutes on his bike to get to his bar. He has left his bike outside his bar and will eventually take a baht bus back to 13/4 to collect it.
 
I tell him that I probably cant 'see' him again until next Monday at the earliest – and actually I am quite sad about that. I like Vit, have I said?
 
 
 
 
Day 5, Saturday 20th August
 
My long-time, Condo arrived from Bangkok last night for the weekend, and this evening I am taking him to Boyztown.
 
We walk down Soi 6/1 to Beach Road, but after a certain time, its now about 9.30pm, it becomes increasingly difficult to flag down a baht bus. After the fourth one has sailed past us I give up and we get a couple of taxi bikes to 13/4. The plan was to go to the Boyz Boyz Boyz show which starts at 10pm, so to start with we have a drink in one of the bars opposite. Had my first San Miguel of the night and I recall that there were free peanuts provided – a small token but appreciated.
 


 
Then at about 9.50 we head into BBB, its already quite crowded and we are seated towards the back, but there seems, aside from the boys themselves, to be an enormous number of other staff milling around all the time. I suspect that in terms of paying customers there were perhaps no more than thirty or forty. Anyhow the show starts, and the thirty or forty boys shuffling around on stage are replaced by various cock shows, including one where they come off the stage in capes and move around the audience with hats to collect tips. Oh yes and they have their erect cock out for you to stroke, most, but not all, with condoms on and most, but not all, with their erections supported by cock rings. I give Condo 200 baht and I have 200 baht, I spend mine, but he only spends 100 baht but I noticed that he took a while stroking his chosen cock.
 
Condo particularly liked the B'Boys break dancing show, these lads clearly go round from show to show, and although it's not really my thing I have to say that some of their dancers were really impressive. Despite their 'street' clothes and tattoos these boys are effectively highly trained gymnasts who seem to have fun with their act sparking off each other.
 
The show is virtually over so we check-bin and head through Boyztown towards Walking Street, but as we do we pass Toy Boys and Vit is outside and greets me. Ok so just one drink then. Vit sits on my left and Condo on my right. Vit is very hands on whereas Condo just sits there and I have to keep squeezing his knee or his hand to remind him that he is the number one (well tonight anyway).
 
Talking of numbers, I see Number 6 across the room flashing me a big smile. He is in his civies and has therefore been barfined. You would have thought he would have been devoting his attentions to his new husband to be (for the night at least) rather than me.
 
I promised Condo just one drink and so I checked bin, but gave Vit a couple of hundred baht tip. Ok, finally out onto Second Road and the short walk into Walking Street. But where to go?, actually Sapphire sounds good, so we head off together down Soi 15.
 
 
 
 
Day 6, Sunday 21st August
 
Taking my long-time Condo to Boyztown again tonight, we had seen the show at Xboys and now heading bback into Boyztown. Once there we 'happen' to walk past Toy Boys there is no sign of Vit, but the door guy recognises me, knows who I am looking for, opens the door and ushers me (and Condo) inside. I see Vit immediately and he comes over to us and sits on my left with Condo on my right. Poor Condo sits and smiles politely while Vit massages my back and shoulders.
 
Across the other side of the Agogo I again see No 6 and once again he is dressed having been barfined again – he is Mr Popular it would seem, he still flashes me a big smile and mouths 'tomorrow' at me. Meantime I had promised Vit I would take him Long Time again tomorrow night and he wants to know if I will pay bar for him now. Why he has to ask that now I don't know, other than Condo was clearly hearing all this and still sat there with a brave little smile on his face – oh dear.
 
Check bin, 700 baht for LT barfine for tomorrow and about 700 baht for three drinks – 'that's the way the money goes – pop goes the weasel!' (Google it! - actually 'bending the plastic' could be the modern slang LOL). Actually, if Condo hadn't guessed it, the boys here are entirely 'my style' I could happily barfine 50% of them if not more – Toy Boys is 'twink heaven'. Left Vit with a couple of hundred baht tip and I absolutely want to see him again tomorrow – and I did, although things didn't work out quite as I planned.
 
 
 
Day 7, Monday 22nd of August - the end of my first week
 
Now, if you have been paying attention, you will recall that the plan was that I was going to be taking Vit long-time again tonight and I had already paid bar for him last night. He was to meet me at 8pm tonight on Soi 6, although we hadn't been more specific than that. However we had discussed what we might do. I was inviting a regular girl of many trips, Lee, to join us and we would eat, go for a drink and then maybe have a threesome together (it didn't happen!). It was sort of Vit's idea. I had mentioned to him the possibility of doing a threesome with another boy – but no he would be too shy for that, but he wanted a threesome with a girl so that he could watch me (his words) fuck the girl.
 
Lee was up for it, or so she said a couple of times, but just before 8pm I get a message from her – her boyfriend was sick and there was nobody else to take care of him. Of course it could have been true, or she could have had another customer, or, and more likely, she got cold feet.
 
So I wait patiently in Quicky Bar, nursing a bottle of water, until I get a call from Vit that he has arrived and is waiting at the back of the hotel in Soi 6/1. Check bin and go and find him. Is he hungry? - yes, so ok, lets go eat. I choose lasagne of course, he a pork chop – and what a big one he got. He plays with the vegetables, but it's the chop he really wanted. He hints that we could go to the room for 'boom boom' after we have finished eating; I need to slow him down a bit after a ST I had had an hour or so beforehand, especially if I am to cum again.
 
Drinks first I said, but where to go?, we go down 6/1 and through the snicket to Horny Bar, but no sign of my manager friend Bagel and I can sense Vit's unease, ok so across the road to the new Agogo where the original Pook Bar was. Quite well stocked with girls, one or two quite pretty, but there are a few stares and sniggers from the girls. Wondered whether to stay or not, but was rescued by Nui who used to work for Bagel in Pussy Club – she recognises me and come over and I order her a drink and she instinctively knows what I want her to do and she sits and chats to Vit and makes him feel at ease. A couple of drinks and a respectable bar bin later and its almost 10pm.
 
Again Vit suggests going back to the hotel for 'boom boom'; I relent, the cialis is working and I am feeling horny for him. We shower and play around for a while and then he goes and fishes a condom out of his jeans. And so for the second time today I find myself on my back legs drawn up and, with a flash of inspiration on my part, with a pillow under my bum. Vit's cock is quite big, but straight, so maybe if I alter the angle of his entry slightly? He goes slowly and again it hurts a little as he makes his entry, but soon he is 'hitting the spot' and it feels good. I am encouraging him on, pulling him into me and he is now pounding away as I push back onto him. My cock has never felt so hard and desperate to cum. He strokes my cock and then eventually I stroke my cock and my balls explode; unbelievable, that's twice today. Vit is feeling it as well and is rushing to his own cum, one last deep thrust inside me as his eyes close and I feel his legs tremble slightly. He shows me the condom – he must have cum hard too.
 
I sensed that the pointer on my sexual spectrum chart had probably just shifted another couple more notches towards the 'gay' side! LOL We lie side my side, kiss, kiss some more, rest a little and chat. I get my very best sexual experiences from Vit even though he claims not to be gay – but is he telling me the truth – more on this tomorrow!
 
Ok, shower together, I used to think that when he spent time washing me in the shower that he was just ensuring that I was fully clean for sex, but he does it now, almost affectionately.
 
Time to get taxi-bikes to Boyztown, as Vit and I walk through the snicket past Vassa boys he tells me that he doesn't want Long Time tonight as he has other plans. Ok now it becomes clear why he wanted, what now becomes a Short-time in the hotel and hour or so ago. He says he is too tired (and I am going to snore again all night aren't I !), so I quickly give him 2k baht for the ST. As we enter Boyztown itself he tells me that there is a new boy from his village in Cambodia working in his agogo now that he thinks I would like if I am looking for another long-time for tonight.
 
Well lets see what he looks like. I am not too disappointed, I can't imagine that I would have had another boom boom session with Vit again tonight, but tomorrow morning might have been a different matter. We arrive at Toys Boys and are welcomed in, I can see No 6 sitting with a customer and smiling at me and he still has his little white pants on – so he hasn't been barfined yet.
 
We sit down and order drinks and Vit calls over his new friend, who comes over looking hopeful and smiling – this is a set up by Vit isn't it. I greet him and offer him a drink; sadly despite his optimism, he does nothing for me at all, despite Vit placing my hand on his friends knee and moving it up to the cock area of his white pants. Sorry Vit, this is not going to work, the lad has no English at all and is just not my 'style'.
 
To compound matters, No 6's customer has clearly checked bin as he gets up to leave and No 6, throws me a hopeful smile. I call him over, Vit looks briefly mutinous, but then accepts that I am making my own choice about tonight.
 
Suddenly Vit is all over me again, and No 6 was as well. Too late now my darling Vit, you have made your choice even if you intended it to be for the benefit of your friend from your village. Actually I would have given Vit a second chance at LT tonight if we were alone, but No 6 had seen his opportunity and was going to make the most of it. I think Vit realised quickly where this was going and was giving No 6, turns out his name is Ton, the talk about how he needed to take care of me properly, he was doing so in his broken English so that I knew what he was saying. Ton was being very good about.
 
Ok diplomacy time. I tell Ton, so that Vit can hear, that Vit is No 1 for me, but that he say no to long-time tonight – so would he, Ton, like to go with me. Ton gives a big smile and takes off his badge number and places it face-down on the table and points at Vit and says, ok he No. 1, but I No. 2. Yes, I say and buy another round of drinks (OMG this is going to cost me!). We sit and Vit talks to Ton more in Thai, but seems happier with the situation (that he created LOL). The mamasan appears, has a drink from me, and places Ton's barfine in my bin as well. Then the boss comes over and gives me a free beer (OMG have I spent that much?).
 
Again, in front of Ton, I say to Vit, ok you Long Time tomorrow and give him a hug and a kiss. Ok happy (incestuous) families again. Ok, time to check bin – bloody hell the drinks are just SO expensive here. And what's more I gather, having spoken to several boys, that the boys only get 20 baht per drink! On Soi 6 the girls get between 40 and 50 baht for a ladydrink that costs half the price.
 
Anyhow a visible display of affection between me and Vit, and then Ton and I leave Toy Boys and out onto the soi, Ton wants to go Family Mart on the corner with Second Road, ok so I give him 100 baht and wait outside. Vits outside now and comes over, tomorrow I say! Ok tomorrow he says.
 
Ton emerges with a bag of snacks and we get two taxi-bikes to Soi 6 and my hotel. Up in the room we snack, shower and head onto the bed. I know very little about Ton except that his smile makes my cock twitch. We fool about a bit as a prelude to fucking. He has a lean, toned body and a nice medium sized cock, perhaps fractionally smaller than Vits, he is affectionate, passionate, and he is not only gay but he liked to be bottom. He is lovely and despite Vit's obvious misgivings, we look set to have a great time tonight.
 
I do have difficulty getting into his ass, even though, from the number of barfines he gets, I suspect that it's a well trodden path. But once inside he does like his ass ploughed and I do my best to oblige, my tiredness masked my numerous San Miguels. As the session draws to a close he has cum (tasted surprisingly good too), and I almost did, managed a dribble, but even that was an achievement having cum so hard twice more earlier in the day.
 
We fool around a bit more, he is a friendly, affectionate lad, but a around 3am the alcohol fails and tiredness overwhelms me; we sleep.
 
 
 
Day 8, Tuesday 23rd August
 
Wake up with Ton about 9.30am, I ask if I snore too much, he doesn't understand so I make snoring noises; he laughs – so yes I did.
 

 
Shower and fuck again time. All smiles and unhurried, quite a relaxed session, and I get good use out of the condom and fuck him in several positions. Don't think I can quite fill the condom this time, but he seems close to cumming. I disengage and roll him on his back and slip between his legs and focus on getting his balls to empty; he is holding my head with both hands as I complete my task. Then he seems equally determined that I should cum and then after a lot of help from him and a little final help from myself I do, and quite impressively – well he at least seems impressed LOL
 
We have a bit of a cuddle and a chat before we shower, dress and go down to breakfast. I have left his long-time fee under his phone. He notices and counts it and thinks I have left him too much; its the same I give Vit and Condo and he seems genuinely grateful. We go down to breakfast together.
 

 
I have the fillet steak and so too does he with vegetables and chips and to his credit he eats the lot save for a couple of chips that I snaffle. We talks some more – he is from Laos and, like so many others from Laos and Cambodia, here to make his fortune or as best he can. His English isn't as good as Vits – and Vits is not great, but we can have at least the rudiments of a conversation. I have had a great time with him and tell him so. He is also definitely repeat material – although I don't tell him that.
 
So there, I have my choice for the coming days; Vit the pitcher and Ton the catcher. It wasn't all bullshit last night, Vit is definitely No 1 for me (Condo aside of course) and probably always will be. With a smile and a peck on the cheek, Ton leaves after breakfast, leaving me free to return to my room and try and catch up on my sleep a bit more and even catch up on these notes.
 
 
 
 
It is now early evening and I am hungry, and so downstairs to eat again in the hotel, but on my own this time, I don't like eating on my own, but needs must. I had the gammon steak and to finish off an ice cream 'Sunday' - it was so cold in the centre my throat was clenching – so didn't quite manage it all.
 
As I finish I get a third message, this time from Vit, do I want Short-time or Long-time tonight? Ok I can see which way this is going again. Not sure I say; he will come round to my hotel in 20 minutes.
 
Not to be, this time the Heavens themselves intervened; the skies darkened and then the rain fell, And what a little storm, rain bouncing off the soi, the roof guttering overloading and pouring off the eaves onto the front of the bars. Over the balcony I could see a pig roast for a party in one of the bars opposite, fill with water as steam poured off the coals – one undercooked pig I fear! No chance that Vit will venture out in this, the soi had emptied and the few farang there were sought refuge in their nearest bars.
 
The phone rings, surprise surprise its Vit phoning back, can I come to his bar and see him – about 40 minutes I say, hoping that the rain has eased by then. Lets see what the evening brings.
 
Mercifully the rain does ease and I venture out to look for a taxi-bike. There are large puddles everywhere and there are still a few drops of rain falling and the roof spouts are still sending jets of water out onto the soi to catch the unwary. The taxi-bike driver ceremoneously wipes the water (or most of it LOL) off the seat of his bike and we set off, me pleading gently to take it slow and so we meander down the soi trying to avoid the worst of the puddles, most of the farang and thankfully all of the roof water falls. Beach Road was better, the road widening and its new drains appeared to be working far better than it used to, especially for short storms like this one. We picked up speed and were soon at Soi 13/4. Normally discretion gets me to ask then to drop me off at the entrance to 13/4, but as they almost certainly all know where my real destination is I get him instead to drop me off at the entrance to Boyztown itself.
 
Boyztown is full of life, despite the rain and I head up to Toy Boys, I can see Vit from here, standing outside his bar stripped to the waist – sexy boy! My cock gives a small twitch of anticipation.
 
He gives me a hug and we chat, he wants short-time with me now and will then see about the rest of the evening. Ok, lets go for it so I have to shell out the best part of 1k baht for the barfine and for the short-time hotel room.
 

(actually not bad as short-time rooms go)
 
But once again we have a great session that starts in the shower as he washes me and then I wash him. His cock is almost hard, but it certainly is by the time we leave the shower. Tonight I want to fuck him I say, he makes excuses and I am only be half-hearted in my request anyway; he is going to fuck me again, he knows it and he also knows that, really, I want him to. And he is right.
 
We fool around a bit more and he plays with my cock and I suck his, but then he is reaching for the condom and I 'assume the position' but again with a pillow under my bum so that his cock will once again 'hit the spot' as he fucks me. No pain at all this time as he gently pushes his way into my bum, I almost beg him to stroke my cock as he builds up his pace. Oh God I so want to cum, I am pulling him into me as he oils my cock and strokes away as he fucks me. I am so going to cum and lift my bum and push hard onto his cock as my balls explode and jets of come hit both him and me. How does he do it, I cum like a teenager.
 
But now he is building towards his own climax. I might have asked him to pull out and cum on me but he is past that point now, his face is all screwed up and he is pounding my ass like never before. He cums and his body shakes a little and he kisses me more passionately than he has ever done before. That was intense!
 
For the last couple of trips Vit has provided me with the best sex of all my companions, and it was a badge of honour that he was to carry throughout this trip as well.
 
We both lie on the bed breathing hard and slowly relax and cuddle a bit. Why doesn't he want long-time I ask – his answer wasn't unexpected – he cant sleep. Not my snoring – no, no, he just finds it difficult to sleep in a strange environment – bless him. He can see I am disappointed, I loved waking up next to him last week. Tomorrow he promises.
 
But what of now, does he want to go back to the bar now. Up to me he says. I ask him if he knows the Jomtien Complex, it's on my to do list. I think I know where it is but I am not sure. He knows it well, he has a friend there, we can go there now if I want. Ok, lets go.
 
Well we have to shower and dress first, I am ready long before him. Its those skinny black jeans of his that he has to peel off and takes ages to get back on again. Accepting the inevitable, for tonight at least, I pay him his Short-time fee, and worth every single baht it is too. Thank-you Vit my friend.
 
Ok out the short-time hotel and onto the corner of Second Road and get two taxi-bikes to Jomtien, Vit gives his driver instructions, he nods his head and we are off into the traffic. I don't really know South Pattaya very well at all, yet alone Jomtien, but aside from a couple of fairly complicated road junctions it seems a pretty straight road. Ten minutes, maybe, and we are pulling up outside 'The Pines' at the entrance to the Jomtien Complex. Yes its the same place I had been to 12 months before but then it was daylight and almost deserted, but now in darkness with the bright lights of the bars it was an entirely different experience. There were lots of boys about, I say boys, some of them had clearly been 'boys' for quite a few years LOL
 
I was casting my eyes around as we walked, IMHO I still had the best looking boy walking right beside me now. We went to a bar almost at the end on the right hand side, I forget its name, but Vit was being greeted by a good looking boy a little shorter than himself but seemingly the same age. This was apparently his bar. I forget his name, English sounding, Ben perhaps?, but he made us welcome and sat us down outside around one of the tables. Drinks for Vit and myself and yes for Ben (I shall call him that now right or wrong). They chat, but do their best to do so in English to keep me included. Ben's English is way, way better than Vits, almost conversational.
 
Ben is also Cambodian, only a year older than Vit and from the same village where they grew up together and it is clear that both are genuinely fond of each other. Apparently Ben was fortunate to have had a relationship with a well-to-do farang (Scottish maybe?), but it had run its course and Ben was left owning this bar. Vit also knows another guy, Ben's brother maybe?, who works in the bar and for a while Vit goes off to chat to him leaving me talking with Ben, who was friendly and forthcoming.
 
Vit has mentioned me apparently and likes me. I tell Ben that I am very fond of Vit, I like him very much and then I jokingly tell Ben that it is a great shame that Vit is not gay otherwise I would probably have married him by now. His response surprises me, he looks slightly aghast and says that of course Vit is gay. My turn to look surprised, 'really' I say? 'Yes for sure' he says he has know Vit since childhood, he knows him well he is gay. 'But he just too shy to admit so'. Well that is interesting!
 
I have another question to ask Ben. Apparently his boyfriend was of similar age to me, he thinks I am only in my 50s. So I ask him if he ever really loved him. I got a straightforward, and I think honest, answer. No, not at first, but that he had grown to love him and he was greatly saddened when their relationship failed.
 
Ben had no reason to lie to me on either issue and so perhaps he was telling me the truth on both? He says that Vit has always been shy with his emotions but he has always been a good friend to him and has gone out of his way to help him in the past when he needed it.
 
When Vit returned I looked at him with new eyes; if he noticed he didn't react. We had another drink and then checked bin. Walking back up to the main road Vit suggested a Songtaw and indeed there were three other farang waiting and within a couple of minutes a Songtaw hoves into view, sees us and indicates to pull over.
 
 
After a few excursions I take Vit back into Toy Boys. Drinks for Vit and me, and again I ask him about Long-time and he doesn't want to, tomorrow he says again; maybe he has another customer, who knows, I bet I am very far from being his sole admirer. Ton has seen us and is looking hopefully; and so the least I can do is buy him a drink. Vit is looking mutinous again, he really doesn't like the guy very much does he; surely he can't be jealous, he only has to say and it will be him in my bed tonight and not Ton.
 
No Vit is adamant and he has had three opportunities to change his mind. So I turn to Ton and take off his number badge from his shorts and place it face-down on the table. He looks at Vit and then looks at me and beams and asks if he can go and change. Yes he can. Just so Vit doesn't see Ton as a direct rival for my affections I call over another boy that I like the look of and buy him a drink as well. Mamasan comes over with the bar-fine chit for my bin and begs a drink as well. I think he is cheeky to do so, but best to keep on his good side. So when Ton comes back he finds Vit on one side of me and new guy on the other side and has to sit by new guy, but I now have three sets of hands on me. I have one hand on my drink and one hand on Vit's leg; lets not forget who is No 1 here. LOL
 
Again, no doubt in an effort to encourage me into another round the boss gives me another beer. I am grateful but it doesn't work; my bin here will be the better part of 2k baht anyway.
 
Time to go, fond farewells to Vit and then Ton and I are off on taxi-bikes to Soi 6, the rain is starting to pick up again but not too much. Back to Soi 6 and it has gone 1am and, given the rain and lack of customers, most bars have already closed. O Bar is open and Dow is sitting outside and calls us over. If she was surprised to see Ton she didn't show it, and so inside we go and a new bar bin starts. Dow and Ton are getting on fine and chatting away, occasionally they both look at me and give a little laugh – I really must learn more Thai LOL I put my usual songs on the music system and take turns with Dow, she chooses Thai of course and Ton and she sing along to some of them.
 

 
O Bar is good like that, if there are customers then they tend to stay open until the customer is ready to go. Only the cashier seems to have no choice in this so I start including her in the rounds. It is well past 2am before I check bin, all three of us are a little drunk. I have a brief fantasy about Dow coming back to the room with us, but it is fleeting. It is raining steadily, not hard but steadily as we get to Soi 6/1 and the green metal stairs to the doorman and the dryness of the hotel.
 
Up to my room, strip off and shower while Ton demolishes what's left of yesterdays snacks. I have turned the bottom of the three drawers into a 'snack drawer' – I keep I stocked from now on.
 
Too tired and to drunk to fuck Ton tonight, that can keep until tomorrow morning. Time to sleep (and snore apparently LOL).
 
 
 
Day 9, Wednesday 24th August
 
I first wake about 8.30 am, Ton is already awake but pretending to be asleep, I wonder how much sleep he actually got last night if I was snoring heavily? Quick pee and then back to sleep for another couple of hours, then I shower, Ton follows me and we go back to bed for 'boom boom'. And what great sex it was this morning, I am learning that if I spend time properly lubing his ass up then it is much easier for him. I am also getting fitter as the holiday progresses and I am able to fuck for longer and be more adventurous in my positions.
 

 
At the close I had cum in his ass doggy style, and he had sat on my chest and cum across my face. Both happy, both showered and both dressed, him paid, and then both down to breakfast. Me No. 1 and him sontam. Then, with a hug and a smile and 100 baht for the taxi-bike he is off, leaving me to return to my room.
 

 
But in truth I am getting fed up with over-tight little twink asses that are difficult/impossible for me to get my cock into. I am not looking for a gaping chasm, but relatively easy. Ton was perfect today and I really enjoyed fucking him.
 
So I am off for a massage and spend the rest of the afternoon and evening in and around Soi 6. Vit isn't due until his bar closes at 1.30am.
 
 
 
Shortly after 1.30am Vit phones he is on Soi 6/1, where am I?; Horny Bar I tell him, he remembers and will see me shortly. Very shortly actually, he is here in a couple of minutes and the girls I had been buying drinks for are all over him. He seems happy enough.
 

 
Ok back to hotel time, I am tired and it is late, but it would seem that Vit is feeling horny. I am marched into the shower and washed, and he joins me on the bed. 'Boom Boom' he says, I am feeling tired but no way am I going to say no. I suck his cock hard(er), it was already fairly hard. He reaches for a condom from the drawer and starts to lube my ass-up. Pillow under my bum and he is edging his way between my legs, teasing me with his cock, playing with mine and I feel him start to nudge his way inside me. Easy-peasy now and for the next ten or fifteen minutes he fucks me. This time he comes out and whips off the condom so that he can cum all over my cock.
 
Using his cum to lube my cock he is now wanking me hard, I really don't think I can cum this time, but he is determined. Almost, I am almost there, ….... bingo, but just a dribble really, but better than I expected, I have cum twice today already.
 
I need to shower again quickly as does he, but then to bed together, he cuddles up to start with and a quick kiss or two, but then I roll on my side to sleep, bury my face in the pillow, hopefully it will muffle the snoring. I fight hard to stay awake for a while in the hope that Vit can get to sleep first. All pretty futile really I suppose. But next think I know its morning again.
 
 
 
Day 10, Thursday 25th August
 
I am woken about 9,30am with Vit's arm around me and him cuddling up, I felt his hand reach down to my cock, I had awoken with a stonking hard-on again and he gives it a squeeze. And so begins a Good Morning Vit sex session involving just about everything apart from actual 'boom boom'. That was my fault, I got him to cum early on and he had difficulty maintaining his subsequent erection; shame I was all lubed-up ready. I hadn't cum either, I was very close at times but not quite there. But it was a fun session which lasted off and on for the better part of an hour with lots of cuddles and loving. Normally our short-times are all about lust, passion and sweaty sex; but this felt quite different, more relaxed, more affectionate.
 
We shower and dress and between us we order breakfast as room service; it will be ready in about 20 minutes. Ok I'll nip out to the ATM and get the laundry. Our breakfast is just being delivered as I get back. We sit on the little sofa together and eat off the low table. I have had the steak again and forget what Vit had but it was Thai. He wants to try some of my steak – he likes it, he wants more. He has finished his now and is now lying into my shoulder as I feed him bits of my steak, I even give him the last piece; it must be love! LOL
 
Its hot, even with the aircon full on, and I had come back from the ATM dripping with sweat and as soon as breakfast is finished I strip off and go and have another quick shower. Ensuring the air con is turned fully up I go lie on top of the bed and close my eyes. Vit is still fully dressed but comes over and starts to play with my cock; it is soon hard again, I close my eyes as he gently strokes it. Then I feel another sensation, he is now licking the shaft of my cock, not the head, just the shaft; Vit hates sucking cock, but here he is, unbidden, licking along the length of it. I must feed him steak more often!
 
Then he is along side me stroking my cock, slowly and skilfully, and then he is kissing me, not tongues, but almost. I couldn't quite cum earlier with all our sex play, but I suddenly realised that I was about to now. I kissed him more passionately and he realised what was about to happen and stroked me more vigorously and within seconds I was spraying cum over his nice clean denim shirt (haha!).
 
Mopping himself up as best he could (my wet wipes are a great boon at times), he gathers his stuff and he is off to collect his bike from outside his agogo. I had offered him 100 baht for a taxi-bike, but he declines, he says he will get a songtaw. From there he will no doubt go back to his room to try and catch up on his sleep; he will be back to see me at 1.30am again tonight when his bar closes. Thank you Vit.
 
One of the minor things that Vit does that goes down well with me is that he always calls me by my name; not teerak, papa, Daddy, darling or any of the other generic names my barfines call me. Its a small thing but it makes me feel more like a person that he knows and not just another nameless customer. I doubt he realises that he is doing it.
 
 
 
 
 
I had been seeing my long-time regular girl Lee for much of the evening and had taken her to Walking Street for a drink. Sapphire is just as full and just as busy as if in defiance of the Low-Season Blues being felt elsewhere. Stay for a couple of drinks and then Boss Jerry appears and buys me another San Miguel. About 11pm I ask Lee is she wants to go to another agogo or if she wants to go to Boyztown (Lee has an even greater weakness for pretty young Thai boys than me! LOL). She opts for Boyztown. And so we check bin and walk along Second Road to the Boyztown entrance.
 
And of course Toy Boys is immediately on our left and, of course Vit is outside, stripped to the waist to greet us and escort us inside. And so yet another Toy Boy's drinks bin starts, Ton and the other boy I have been buying drinks for show up, followed my mamasan – its entirely my own fault of course (and although I will deny it publicly, I just 'lurve' the attention! LOL). Lee sits on my right and Vit on my left. No 6 sits next to Vit and the other boy beyond him. I still had hopes of a threesome with Vit and Lee and both knew it so I was more than happy when they each leaned across me and started to chat. Meanwhile Ton takes his chance and flirts like mad with me.
 
I tell Lee she can choose any boy she likes to invite over for a drink. She takes her time and then tells me his number, I call him over and he goes and sits next to her – a drink for him then as well. Actually, having followed Lee's Facebook for several years I could perhaps have predicted which one she would choose, a muscular, tattooed young guy with a bad boy look about him. He knew why he was there and made a fuss of Lee who was beaming away and chatting happily to him. That allowed me to make a fuss of Vit who lay into my shoulder. Ton and the other boy seemed happy enough, they knew the lie of the land and they also knew they would get a 100 baht tip out of it before too long as well.
 
I hint to Vit that I could pay bar and take him now rather than wait, but no he wants 1.30am as arranged – save money he tells me. Thoughtful of him for sure, although I am facing a 2k baht bin here. I have enough change to give the Ton and the two other boys 100 baht each, and Vit as well for show, although he feigns surprise.
 
 
 
Just after 1am, a little earlier than I was expecting, I get a call from Vit, he has arrived on Soi 6/1and where was I? I told him best I could how to find Perry Bar and then I go and stand outside and wait for him to hove into view. I bring him in and introduce him to my friend and neighbour from England, Chris, who has just got back into town, Chris welcomes Vit politely, even warmly. Poor Vit, his tribulations were starting and he had to sit for a while and listen to Chris and I choosing out ancient musical hits as we wandered down roads of memory and nostalgia for the next hour.
 
But eventually we check bin – or rather Chris does, he has emptied my bin into his – thank you mate – welcome back! I am peckish and Vit is dragged to McDonalds and has to wait as yet another triple cheeseburger and fries is packaged up for me. No he is not hungry.
 
Back to my room to eat, although actually I only ate part of it. I was feeling fairly drunk by now and instead opt for a quick shower – Vit comes in to help me. Neither of our cocks is hard; an early night beckons.
 
Vit cuddles up to me in bed, I am still sober enough to try desperately to give him time to fall asleep before I do. I will undoubtedly snore my head off tonight – and I do, and Vit can prove it! Poor lad.
 
 
PART TWO to follow:
 
 
 
 
 
 

I thought that the report was wonderful and the photos excellent.  The boys who allowed you to take photos knew they were allowing this.  I have added photos to many of my threads in the past about boys as well as massage places and never any issue.  Don't listen to the naysayers.  IMHO, there is no need to listen to them.

I do hope you continue as I thought that the photos were truly excellent and your reports full of amazing detail.  I not only enjoyed it, I felt like I was involved.  Thanks you!

Vessey's August Adventures: Part One – In and Around Sunee Plaza
 
I have decided against putting a full trip report this forum for this holiday. Two reasons, first there was much that would be of little interest here I think, and secondly I was hero-ed last time with one of my favourite boys and although 'relations' were restored with him and I was indeed to see him many times this trip – I don't want to put that at risk a second time.
 
So instead I shall post two or three cameos – mini trip reports where I shall take extracts from my daily diary that relates to particular areas. This, the first, is an easy one; Sunee Plaza and it's wider environs. Next one next week.
 

(Google Images)
 
 
Day 2, Wednesday 17th August
 
I had arranged to meet an American friend at Retox Bar in Soi Honey 7pm for dinner. It was a pleasant and comparatively inexpensive meal and just gone 8pm when we said our goodbyes and I decided that I would go and spend an hour or two in Sunee Plaza before returning to Soi 6. So going back to Second Road I took a taxi-bike to Soi VC Hotel. Alighting I walked up Soi VC until I got to the right hand turning into Sunee Plaza. There just up on the right is Good Boys. It is a poorly lit little soi and although there were four or five boys sitting outside at Good Boys, you needed to get quite close to see what they look like.
 
Most did not appeal, but one boy did. I have been to this little bar a couple of times before now and knew what the routine was. In the centre of the bar is the bar itself and behind the bar are some screens that shield a couple of largish plastic covered (easily wipeable LOL) sofas facing each other separated by a low rectangular table. We both sat down together on the black sofa and introduced each other; his name was Ched. He asked what I wanted to drink, San Miguel of course and I offered him one.
 
Ched returns a short while later and sits back down next to me, we clink bottles and he sits up, unbuckles his trousers and slides them and his pants down to his ankles and bloody hell what a monster cock this lad has.
 
This is the typical M.O. for this bar, you buy the lad a drink he gets his cock out. You wank or suck him off and then you give him a 300 baht tip. But it was going to take some effort to get Ched off, I leaned across to take the head of his cock into my mouth and I almost needed both hands on his shaft.
 
I came up for air and hinted that my cock needed attention. I asked if it was ok for me to get my cock out – yes apparently that was quite ok. So I was stroking my cock with my left hand and Ched's with my right hand and leaning across to suck on the head of his monster cock. I come up for air again and this time he uses his left hand to take over on my cock. Great fun but no sign of a cum for either of us. He gets out his phone and is soon watching porn (hetro porn!) and taking over wanking his own cock. After a couple of minutes he indicates that he is about to cum – I lean across and open my mouth.
 
He wants to know if I want to cum – and actually I don't really – not yet. So I check bin, 300 baht for the two drinks and 300 baht tip to Ched for which he seems very happy and wants to see me again (and he does!). Meanwhile I am all zipped back up again and good to go.
 
Not that I went all that much further, I was heading to Eros Boys, the 'Windmill' of Sunee Plaza. Twelve months ago I had had a fantastic experience in here and was keen to replicate it again tonight if I could – and, as events unfolded, indeed I could!
 
It was around 9pm when I approached Eros Bar and there were only two or three boys sitting outside, but one flashed me a nice smile and led me inside and round to the left to a screened seat facing across the bar. There were two or three other customers in there but each with a single boy with them. I sat down and 'Outside Boy' asked me if I would like a drink and so I offered one to him too, then four more baht hungry boys come and stand facing me each with those over large, baggy, nylon pants. They were each either stroking their cocks inside their pants or had whipped their cocks out and were stroking them, and they included the blond lad, Ray, from last year. Ok so get them drinks as well then.
 
Drinks arrive and clink glasses and then all the boys have their cocks out apart from Outside Boy. I am invited to stroke each one in turn. I make to straighten my own cock under my trousers – the hint is appreciated and soon the boy sitting on my right is undoing my trousers and taking out my cock, and now they all want to take turns stroking my cock. There is a grunt and one boy cums – just missing my trousers; he slides back and the others close ranks around me.
 

(Outside boy is on the front left in white pants, Tao is on the far right leaning forward and in yellow pants)
 
One of these boys has a nice thick cock and a killer smile and is trying to encourage me to stroke his cock while he strokes mine; I like him. So when the boy on my left goes to the toilet, I invite this other lad to come and sit next to me, his name is Tao. I lean across and suck his cock a bit and then he leans across and starts to suck mine – he is good. So now I am sitting there with one boy sucking my cock while I wank two others. Then Tao sits up and starts to kiss me, he is a smoker, but wow does he kiss, with his tongue half way down my throat. At the same time, Outside Boy, still with his cock hidden away, moves to kneel in front of me and take over the BJ and he is very good. Another guy cums messily over the back of Outside Boy but he seems not to notice and continues with his task. Swap around again as a third guy cums, its just Tao and Outside Boy left to cum now. Tao takes over sucking my cock while outside Boy strokes my shaft and plays with my balls. One of the other boys has taken over kissing me while another plays with my nipples.
 
Did I cum?, of course I bloody did. My first spurt hits the back of Tao's mouth and he pulls back while Outside Boy keeps stroking, and consequently the bulk of my cum sprays across Tao's face. That was intense and something I had been dreaming of doing again for almost a year. If anything this was even better than the first time. Lots of tissues to mop-up, meanwhile I get Tao's phone number and promise to ring him (and I do!).
 
My knees were still trembling slightly when I called for check bin. I think I ended up buying seven drinks which was just over 1 k baht. I wanted to tip 500 baht to Tao and 300 baht to the other boys. So the whole of that session in Eros Boys took just under an hour and cost around 3k baht; and for me the experience was worth every single baht of that.
 
With that I totter out of Eros and through Sunee Plaza itself, mostly quite dead but a couple of half open bars – saw at least one other cute boy. More to do in Sunee Plaza I think!
 
I walk down Soi VC and across to the soi that leads down past JP Bar and onto Walking Street. I call in briefly at Sugar Baby to say hello to manager 'Mr Egg' and catch up with his gossip.
 
 
 
Day 3, Thursday 18th August.
 
So back up to Buakhao and as evening falls I get a taxi bike to Sunee Plaza; thought I would try my hand again (so to speak) in Good Boys, but no signs of Ched and nor of anyone else that piqued my interest.
 

 
Ok so up to Eros to see if that boy from last night, Tao was there. Yes he was but he was 'busy' with a customer. He saw me and came out briefly to apologise and suggest that I wait for him. But by this time I had proper got the hump and told him that I would phone him soon (which I did).
 
 
 
Day 7, Monday 22nd of August - the end of my first week
 
So at 1.30pm I go down to Horny Bar for a quick drink of water and to catch-up with mail. Then a taxi-bike to Sunee Plaza, I want to explore the massage shops around there a little more.
 
Sunee Plaza was even more dead this time of the day that it has been at night, but I was able to take some pictures of places – except Good Boys, that little soi remains in shadow even when the rest of the area is bathed in daylight! LOL
 


 


(never seen this vehicle about?)
 
I couldn't see any massage shop around Sunee Plaza, so I wended my way through unfamilar streets until I found myself on Pattaya Tai, I turned right and walked the relatively short distance towards Tukom and then turned into the little soi alongside it and up to Condo's old shop. I didn't dwell here or even look in, he still has friends here and word would get back to him quickly.
 
I carried on past and then had a meander around, there were one or two small shops, but nothing, or rather, nobody that caused me to break my step and pause. I was beginning to despair, this was new territory and I was feeling horny with anticipation. Then I came across a name that I recognised from Forum discussion, Royal House Massage, 'massage by men' as the sign said. It was, from the outside at least deserted, although a door to the side was ajar. Now given that it was just past 3pm it was always entirely possible that it just wasn't open yet. But as I had heard good things about the place I decided to venture through the open door and see what was inside.
 


 
It was fairly dark inside but the odd table light suggested that there were signs of life, but I proceeded cautiously, there was a large square open bar area set about with unoccupied tables and chairs. A guy appeared and I asked if they were open?, yes they were. I could see another guy stretched out asleep on a bench and then a third guy appears from the stairway leading out a customer. The first guy fetches me a glass of water, it was a very hot day and I was dripping with sweat by now, and he tells me that there were the three of them here now if I wanted a massage. I looked around; stay or go?
 
The sleeping guy was the only one who in any way approximated to a 'boy' and then only because of the poor lighting I suspected. But I was here now, the rest of this little expedition had been a disappointment and I was still feeling horny as hell. I nod towards the sleeping guy who comes over. The first guy tells me that its going to cost me 1k baht for the sex and 400 baht for the massage, apparently the guy that I have chosen speaks no English, but instead smiles at me: I agree!
 
So he leads me upstairs, its quite a wide grand old staircase, indeed I suspect that this was quite a posh building in its heyday. Up one flight of stairs and then another, to a small room with toilet and a pair of showers outside just off the landing.
 
We go into the room and each strip off and go shower, separately. Being new to this place and having phone and money in my trousers I leave the shower curtain open, but I need not have worried, we were alone up here.
 

 
Back to the room and try and establish his name, Giff or Gipp I think – I shall choose Gipp. I take off my towel and lie face-down on the massage table, Gipp keep his towel wrapped around him and begins the oil massage of my legs. He is good, not in my usual massage boy's league, but good. As he gets to the top of each leg, he is massaging around my bum and oiling my bum hole at the same time. Then my back, and a good, strong relaxing massage.
 
He motions me to turn over, my cock is hard of course; he ignores it and does the front of my legs and around my groin and balls and then I feel him oil my cock and start to give me a HJ. Actually his HJ was really good, almost like my regular massage boy's, light fingered teasing around the head of my cock and playing with my pre-cum. Then I feel him oiling my bum hole again at the same time and raising my knees.
 
Now at this point (he had no English remember) it dawned on me that we hadn't discussed who was going to be doing what to whom. Then I saw him open a condom, but as it wasn't me he was fitting it on, it confirmed that that was something of an omission on my part. And keep in mind in the half-light of the room it was difficult to see more than silhouettes and that he had kept his towel around him up until now, so I had absolutely no idea how big his cock was, but I realised that I was about to discover how big it felt.
 
Oh well I was majorly horny and the uncertainly and unfamiliarity of it all was only adding to my sexual tension. I parted my legs a little further and tried to relax.
 
And bless him, Giff proceeded very slowly and with lots of oil, wanking me gently as he did so. It was difficult, even painful at first, but he was gentle and patient, and actually once he was inside it started to feel real good. Indeed although initially I felt grateful for the legendary smallness of Thai cocks, in the end I was pushing back hard to get him in a little deeper. OMG what is happening to me! LOL
 
Being fucked and wanked at the same time I did not last long and I cum with flashing stars in my eyes and trumpets in my head.
 
A short while later, he is slowly slipping out of me, condom off, sitting across my chest, wanking furiously and a few seconds later spraying cum all over me. Now for the first time I get a good look at his cock, not quite as big as Vits and with an upward curve. I suspect that, given the curve of his cock, that the head of his cock had been in contact with my prostate as he fucked me, perhaps explaining why it felt so good. But given his tiny balls, lord alone knows where all that cum of his came from.
 
He mops me up and we shower. I pay him his tip and then give him 500 baht for the massage. Downstairs I am given my 100 baht change and I give it to the guy that got me the glass of water. Overall that was a great experience, especially given the limited choice of masseurs and the limited sex options.
 
I am out into the sunshine and the searing heat, and get a taxi-bike back to Soi 6 and am back in my hotel room by 4pm. So something new done today. I stretch out on the bed and doze for a while.
 
 
 
 
Day 8, Tuesday 23rd August
 
Follwing a ball-emptying Short Time with my friend Vit whe had gone together to the Jontiem Complex to drink with one of his friends. Check-bin time and walking back up to the main road Vit suggested a Songtaw and indeed there were three other farang waiting and within a couple of minutes a Songtaw hoves into view, sees us and indicates to pull over. As we journey I ask Vit if he has been to Sunee Plaza, no and he would like to go. So we ring the bell as we approach the VC Hotel and, braving crossing the road, we head up to Soi VC towards Sunee Plaza. Looking back, quite why I thought this was a good idea I shall never know.
 
Anyhow, as ever most places were in darkness, but there was a gaggle of boys outside Eros, I suggest a drink in there; again quite why I thought that a good idea I don't know. The lads outside seemed unsure what to do when they saw me approaching with Vit, and only a couple followed me inside. Seated they looked hopefully for a drink, I disappointed them saying I was only here for a quick drink. Blond haired Ray was not to be put off, he comes over and introduces himself to Vit first before greeting me; ok he gets a drink. So I am sitting closely next to Vit while Ray sits opposite us on a small padded platform. We clink drinks and Ray gets his cock out and starts to stroke it, Vit looks a little stunned. We keep drinking, Vit wants to go to the toilet, Ray seizes his chance and comes to sit next to me and places my hand on his cock. Damn this could so easily all go wrong.
 

 
I slip him 100 baht and say not today, maybe tomorrow, he takes the hint and is back on his seat with his cock put away before Vit returns. We drink-up and I pay-up and we go. Taxi-bikes to X-Boys again, for their midnight show.
 
 
 
Day 14, Monday 29th August
 
So 8pm arrives and Lee and I go our separate ways. Now I really have no idea at this point in time about what I want to do for the next few hours. I am seeing Vit at about 1.30pm for long time tonight when his bar closes, but until then?
 
Perhaps I will try my hand again (so to speak) at Goodboys off Soi VC?. So I get a songtaw to Walking Street, have a wander up Walking Street taking a few pictures as I go, up past JP bar and out up to Second Road and across to the VC hotel and up soi VC. Sadly at Goodboys there were only a couple of figures standing outside as I approached, neither of which could, with any honesty, be described as boys. So I passed by and into Sunnee Plaza itself.
 
I looked briefly into Eros, to see if Tao was there - he wasn't so I moved on from there too. I was walking forlornly though a largely closed and unlit Sunee Plaza until I was walking past Ting Tong Bar on the left, and across opposite just on the other side of the soi were a few old sofas and the sign Ting Tong Beach scrawled on a board. A number of boys looked up hopefully, but not my type. One sitting down playing with his Iphone looked a little more promising. He looked up, saw me staring at him, smiled and got up and came over to me.
 

 
Close-up I am not sure he was my type either but it would seem rude now not to offer him a drink and I could do with a sit-down myself I suppose. So we walk the couple of steps over to his bar and sit in some of the light seating out front. There were a couple of other customers there who briefly eyed me up and then got back on talking to their boys.
 
This lad introduces himself to me as 'Chun', he is friendly and personable, but if I am honest at the far end of my acceptable 'twink spectrum'. He tells me how pleased he is to meet me as he hasn't had a customer for several days now, which, given the generally moribund, depressed air of Sunee Plaza at the moment, might actually be true. Now I am feeling a degree of guilt because I was intending to drink up and go, but here was this lad hoping I would feed him for the next few days.
 
Oh well, I ask about short-time, yes he would like very much, and yes they have short-time rooms above the bar (it's Ting Tong 'Bar and Guesthouse'). Ok, barfine 300 I think it was and 400 for the room – the total was certainly 700 baht and he would want 1k baht as a tip. Was he gay? – yes he was, ok so top or bottom?, 50:50 he does both.
 
Ok so we finish our drinks and check bin, which, with drinks, was fractionally under 1k baht. And so we head upstairs to our passion palace for the next hour, or more accurately Room 3 on the Second Floor. I shower, as does he and he proves friendly and accommodating, and, huge plus for me, he kisses properly. HJs together, and BJs together, his cock is quite big, as long as mine but not quite as thick as mine – still quite a mouthful!
 


 
Boom Boom time and I am going to fuck him, and I have a falang sized condom that I have now taken to carrying about in my wallet. I stand him up and bend him over, and apply plenty of lube. And actually his ass opens up without too much difficulty and I can not only get balls-deep inside his ass I can actually give it the best pounding I can and he is pushing back onto me all the time. We try different positions until my condomed cock starts to loose its hardness and I cannot get back inside him any more.
 
I do manage to get him to cum however, but I cant. We both shower again and he is paid and just before 22.00 I am leaving his bar and discovering that it has just started to rain again. Ok, at the end of the Soi I get a taxi-bike. I ask for Soi Diamond. Soon we are crossing Second Road and down the back entrance into Soi Diamond scattering tourists as our bike ploughs its way down the narrow walkway. It deposits me close to the steps up to 'Heaven Above agogo' . From there I retrace my steps into Windmill for an hour of happy, hands-on debauchery there.
 
 
 
Day 15, Tuesday 30th August
 
It has past 7pm when I surface, shower and find a change of shirt for the evening. By 7.40pm one of the hotel the taxi-bikes has dropped me off a little way up Soi VC and I walk the short distance to Sunee Plaza. Why I don't just get the bike to drop me off at Sunee Plaza I don't know; by now they all know where I would be heading. I had had an exchange of messages and then a phone call with Tao who I met at Eros early in my first week. I was fed up of looking in for him and him not being there. So yes he would be there tonight and I would meet him at 8pm.
 
So it was slightly irritating when I past alongside Good Boys that I saw Ched standing outside. He recognised me and was trying to get me inside. I made my excuses and said that I would try and look in later if I could. I kept going around the corner and then turned right towards Eros, it wasn't quite 8pm and there were a gaggle of boys stood outside. I asked if Tao was there, he was, standing right in front of me with his back to me. He turned around and I instantly recognised the slightly untidy shock of hair and the big lazy smile. He takes my hand and leads me inside.
 
Other boys recognise me and start to gather around. In vain to I try to explain that I an here to barfine Tao for a short-time. Drink for Tao and myself – lots of kisses (why is it the smokers that are the most willing and best kissers). The other boys are being persistent, even with the lack of a drink, most have their cocks out now, stroking them hopefully. If I don't watch it I shall get trapped here. Ok so check bin now with barfine. My bin is 500 baht (not sure how that worked out), but I give 1k baht and ask that the 500 baht change is shared between the 5 boys busy wanking in front of me at the moment. Everybody looks confused, but Ray shows up, understands and tell the boys who are now all smiling happily.
 
Ok so Tao is now mine for a couple of hours. I am not sure that I want to take him back to Soi 6 and parade him through the Queen Victoria. Are there short-time rooms available here – 'yes have' he says brightly. By that he means that if we walk together to the end of the plaza there is a hotel on the corner who will rent us a room for 400 baht. Forget the name of the hotel, but, a bit like the Carlton, there was a sense of a posh hotel that has fallen on hard times. The receptionist looked bored and disinterested in us, she took the money and handed Tao the key without even seeming to look up.
 

 
The room, when we found it, lived up to the rest of the hotel, clean and tidy but tired looking. And talking of tired looking, I noticed that Tao seemed to be struggling to stay awake. We undress, the room has a shower and toilet but the water is cold and there is no soap. At least the cold water refreshes Tao for a while and onto the bed we fall, he is a passionate kisser and his body is lean and hard and – so too is his cock. Its as long as mine but not quite so thick. I can get his cock hard for him, but I can't keep it hard. He is a top rather than a bottom, but he is never going to get a condom on that cock unless it can stay hard.
 

 
I do my best and he is receptive and willing, but sadly his cock isn't. He does his best to give me a BJ and makes a good start, but blow me he is starting to fall asleep as he does it. The condom resting on the bed starts to look superfluous.
 
I try and get him to talk, he is very sorry but he had almost no sleep last night and has been changing rooms today. He says he is 21 and married, but just separated from his wife and young child, and he is now trying to hold down three jobs at the moment to support them and make ends meet in low season. Most worrying is his first job; he apparently is hired to drive an airport taxi during the day. From 8pm he does a stint at Eros and then at 1am when Eros closes he goes to work in a Thai Karaoke Bar. He only had two hours sleep yesterday. And yes he has taxi bookings for tomorrow!
 

 
I was disappointed, but how could I be angry with him. I offer to pay for the room overnight for him and let him sleep but he says he cannot. We don't bother with a shower but I have to help him dress as he is almost 'gone' to the point of collapse. I pay him the 1k baht I promised which gets me a large sleepy kiss and then I help him downstairs, hand over the room key and steady him as he totters back to Eros. I shall not go inside with him – I would be trapped if I did and fun though that would be I had other plans tonight. So I pass Tao into their care and head back in the general direction of Good Boys.
 
My luck was in, although Ched wasn't immediately visible, when I asked he was behind the bar. So in I go to see him. He takes my drink order and prepares one for himself as well. Meanwhile I go to the couches hidden behind the back of the bar and sit in the middle of the black one. Ched brings the drinks over and before he sits down, he unbuckles his trousers and fishes out his cock, large, fat and flacid. I lean across and attempt to give it the kiss of life; it works and so his anaconda swells and stiffens – it is enormous. It takes both hands to stroke him properly and my mouth is at stretching point. Then his friend shows up and stands watching us, I break free to do introductions and shake his hand. He tells me that he is just as big, and to prove it drops his trousers and pants – actually he is not as big as Ched, but no far off. Good job my cock is safely tucked away as it would be feeling very inadequate right now.
 
Ok so a drink for the friend as well, I forget his name, and now I have one hand on each cock and am switching across, first sucking on one cock and then the other. Ched has his phone out with his 'hetro' porn showing. Ched is the first to cum and I almost gag; he passes me a handful of tissues and then goes to the toilet to tidy -up. Ok so now I can concentrate on the friend, who is only a couple of minutes behind him in cumming. Ched has returned to watch. Ched's cum tastes sweeter!
 
Ok I pay for the drinks and 300 baht apiece for Ched and his friend and both are happy with that, so total cost fractionally under 1 k baht – which I leave as a bar tip. I try to get a picture but they are friendly but firm about no photographs at all – and actually I can understand that.
 
I walk back down Soi VC and slowly and cautiously negotiate crossing Second Road, endless traffic in both directions and motor-bikes zipping in and out in all directions. Eventually I cross and down past JP Bar and into Walking Street.
 
 
 
Day 17, Thursday 1st September.
 
It was 7pm when I left Horny Bar to go back to the hotel to rest a short while, baht-up, and plan the evenings entertainment. Perhaps another visit to Good Boys to start with? The end plan was to collect Vit for another long-time; but you know what they say about Pattaya and 'plans' LOL
 

(Google Images)
 
Ok, so first a taxi-bike to Soi VC, and no shame now, dropping me off right outside Sunee Plaza. The short walk along the gloomy little soi to Good Boys. Ched is there and rises from his chair to greet me and in we go, the other guy appears from nowhere to join us again. Drinks all round and then both sit either side of me on the sofa and drop their jeans and pants to their knees. Both cocks are soft, but not for long. For some reason the light is a little better and taking their cocks in each hand I can now better compare the two. Ched's is the longest and thick and totally bigger than mine. Others guys is not quite so long, but a little thicker than Ched's, although Ched has the bigger 'head'. There; I thought you needed to know that.
 
So there I sit, stroking a cock in each hand while they drink their beers, but other guy, lifts my beer to my mouth so that I can drink and continue to stroke them both – now there's thoughtful! LOL Ok, now the tricky part is to be able to lean over and suck on one while still stroking the other – and actually I couldn't. So each took over their own cocks while I was busy with the other.
 
Naturally I was as horny as hell, so I unbuckled and unzipped my trousers and took my own cock out. I could stroke mine while I sucked on one of their cocks, no problem. So three of us and three cocks on the go – this could get messy LOL And it did!
 
Ched was the first to cum, I was busy with Other Guy at the time but quickly swapped my attentions and just in time too. He goes off to clean himself up while I concentrate on Other Guy, and he takes a while longer meanwhile Ched has returned and strokes my cock as I finally get Other Guy to cum, then they both together focus on my cock, Ched on the cock itself and Other Guy on my balls and bum. I tell them I am close and they quicken the pace and bingo!, there it goes, all over their nice leatherette sofa and table. Much wiping down of us and the furniture. And then with a clink of glasses we finish our drinks.
 
Zip myself up again and check bin, that was the best session I have had there yet! I pay for the drinks and then hand Ched a 1k baht note and indicate that it is to be split between him and Other Guy; they both understand and smile and nod in thanks. I suppose I could have gotten away with 300 baht each again, but they had successfully gotten me off as well and that deserved a little extra I thought. I was also thinking that this maybe the last time that I get to this bar this holiday as I was now coming to the last few days and Condo would be here again soon.
 
Out of Good Boys and onto the corner onto Soi VC and a taxi-bike to Boyztown to barfine and collect Vit for Long Time again as arranged.
 
 

Day 10: It’s Morning in Bangkok
 
Mornings are weird in Bangkok. OK, its probably not weird to the millions who call this city home, but for most tourists and nocturnal locals, the only mornings they see in Bangkok fall between the hours of 12 Midnight and 5 AM. This morning was no exception for us. It is past 2 AM when the show at Screw Boy ends. We’ve had a few drinks in the bar, more than the usual we have at a boy bar. We felt celebratory, and the boys were hot. The hot boy who was eyeing us all night sat beside us and talked to us for quite a bit. He was Thai, 23, and hot as hell. It was fun trying to communicate with him even if his English was not as good as BurBoy’s. BurBoy was fine translating and I gave the boy 150 baht in the end. He’s a good guy and seems super down to earth. And hot as fuck.
 
We leave Screw Boy and see that out in the street that the rain has completely subsided. I ask BurBoy what he wanted to do. Did he want to dance and go to GOD? Did he want to drink some more? Did he want to eat? He decides to look for something to eat on the way back to Crowne Plaza. We choose to go to the Surawong side as we make our way to Rama IV. The streets were now a little bit quiet. Some revelers are walking slowly back to their hotels. Some locals are still hanging around, sitting on the sidewalk. The air is clean and fresh from the recent rain, and it was a little bit cool.
 
BurBoy finds a fruit stand and he gets two things of mango slices and hands one to me and pays for it. I didn’t ask for it but he knew I wanted some. We eat the mangoes on the way back to the hotel, talking about the Screw Boy show and laughing at the spectacle of it all. We finish our mangoes and we stop by the 7-11 on Rama IV close to the hotel and get some snacks. He holds my hand on the way to the hotel. I love these times. It’s the slow walks with BurBoy in the wee hours of the morning that I will miss the most. It’s really the smaller, simpler things that matter the most.
 
We enter Crowne Plaza still holding hands and I get a warm welcome from the night concierge. By now he has seen me numerous times, with god knows how many boys, in the past. But this is the first time he’s seen me holding hands with a boy. He bids us good night as we walk past him to get to the elevators. No judgement or remarks. They have probably seen everything before. We get to the 23rd floor to the second set of elevators and get up to our floor. We get in the room and I flip the switch for the “Do not disturb” light.
 
BurBoy adjusts the temperature of the zircon to something warmer and he takes off his shirt, shoes and shorts and plops himself on the chaise lounge. I love his golden brown skin and musculature. I do the same (the sight is probably not as an impressive as BurBoy's), and we dig in at snacks and drinks we just bought. We talk for a bit, about the night, tomorrow, the future. I have gotten used to how he talks, and my English has matched his spoken cadence, diction, and verb-noun sentence structure that makes me more intelligible to him.
 
As you would expect by now, we decide to shower together, followed by sex. The sex was passionate and quite long. There is really nothing like staring at half-naked men all night to get you hot and bothered for the sex after. BurBoy turning up the temperature is deliberate. A warm room and bed was more conducive to our physical needs. After it all we take a moment to catch our breath in bed, which was now a tangle of sheets, lube, and our own fluids, sweat or otherwise.
 
It was 4:30 AM, and we shower again to call it a day. He takes some time for his own beauty regimen and we are off to bed. He changes the temperature back to a cooler one because he knew I liked that. We have probably spend 15+ night together overall and he is very familiar to what I like.
 
I wake up at 12:30 PM. We miss everything: the sunrise, the morning, the free lounge breakfast. But who cares when you have the sunrise, the morning, and the most satisfying breakfast you can eat wrapped up in one sweet package. I turn to BurBoy he is still fast asleep, totally under the covers. I know the aircon is too cold for him but he knows that’s the way I like it. I get up and turn up the temperature a bit, and then go to pee. I gargle with some mouthwash that I bought BurBoy and get back to my man.
 
I see BurBoy on the phone and sees me and smiles. “Good morning! You chuck wow na?” I smile, and I head over to him and take off the covers. He wasn’t hard but getting there. I give his cock a good squeeze and pretty soon I feel it grow in my hand. Good boy. I lean over and put it in my mouth for a bit before stopping and going back to bed. He then leaves to pee. He complains that it’s hard to pee with an erection.
 
We decide to get something to eat and then do some shopping again on my last full day in Bangkok. We use the tandem sinks in the toilet to brush our teeth, wash our faces and do our hair. We get dressed and I turn off the “Do not disturb” switch so that the maid can clean our mess. We pass by the Crowne plaza lounge on the way to the elevators. Breakfast ended at 10:30 AM. We wasted the breakfast today. No problem.
 
We head over to Silom Complex to find something to eat. I have my go-tos in the Silom district but now I wanted some iced coffee and knew where to get it with a decent meal. We head over to the basement level and go to Vanilla Homecafe. This is one of the few brunch places I’ve been to in the past, mostly with farang friends. It is probably more western than most Thai restaurants but is pretty reliable. It is a little more expensive that what it offers but not too crazy.  Facebook is here: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Vanilla-Homecafe-at-Silom-Complex/275275129261536. Internet image:
 

 
At 1:30 PM or so on a Monday afternoon the place was half full with some of the lunch crowd there. The customers were all Thai, it seems, so it probably was a favorite for locals as well, despite the price. We get sat down in a booth in the back of the restaurant and we get handed their usual hefty menu. I immediately ask for the iced coffee, and ask BurBoy if he wanted one as well. He says yes  and the waiter leaves us to mull over our brunch choices.
 
After a few minutes we get our iced coffee:
 

 
We look at the choices and BurBoy chooses an appetizer and a pasta dish. I get an egg rice thing. We call on the waiter and BurBoy gives him our order in Thai. While we wait we get on our phones. BurBoy shows me photos of where he wanted to go today, and tells me if he can get a few items of clothing. I tell him of course. It’s the least I can do. I don’t pay him a tip, as he is not a money boy with me, but at least I can shower him with gifts. He doesn’t ask for much, but when he does I try to give it to him.
 
We waited a little bit for our food. The waiters were busy closing out everyone’s checks as the lunch hour end. Pretty soon the place was almost empty. I guess the lunch crowd is thinning out. We eventually get our meals, appetizer, pasta dish, and egg and sausage with rice. I am not sure how Thai our meals are but we devour it anyway:
 

 

 

 
We finish our meals and I pay for the brunch. I forgot what I paid but I looked at my credit card statement and it was $27.98. That’s probably around 900 baht. Not bad.
 
We go to the second floor of the mall to get to the BTS station. I was not sure where we were going so I let BurBoy take the lead. He tells me we are going to Siam station, and he wanted to go to Platinum Fashion Mall to buy clothes. I’ve never been there so this was a treat for me.
 
The BTS was not too busy on a mid-afternoon on a Monday. BurBoy takes care of the BTS tickets. I let him take care of things he wants to pay for and lead on. I pay for probably 95% of the stuff we spend on a daily basis, but when he takes care of the little things I think it is important that he feels he can contribute. He does offer to take care of some meals but I’d rather him spend it on his dream of a new life in Myanmar. I figure the direct deposit I get every two weeks from my job will take care of my own needs.
 
We get off Siam Station, quite possibly one of the busiest BTS stations in the Bangkok train network. We take the long walk on the skywalk to CentralWorld, and then we go in the mall to get some needed aircon respite. It wasn’t that hot but it was a little bit humid. BurBoy tells me “I no like CentralWorld. Everything expensive.” The mall is very hi-so, and actually it looks better than most malls in America. We go through the mall till we get to the far side of the building and then we go outside to the street.
 
Outside it was overcast, threatening to rain. As we make our to the street way pass by the Trimurti Shrine:
 

 
BurBoy pulls me towards him and he Wais in front of the shrine. He says a little prayer and then looks at me and smiles a big gigantic smile, before he says “OK na,” and continues his way to Ratchadamri Road. Why did he pull me in for his prayer? When I got back to the USA I googled what the Trimurti shrine was about and find numerous articles about it being, among other things, the “Shrine of Love.” Perhaps he was saying a little prayer for us and our love. That is very sweet, if that was actually the case.
 
So more on our love, and my last night in Bangkok, ahead…

Day 9.8 Screwing with the Boys
 
The vibe inside a gogo boy bar is like a Las Vegas casino. In most of the big ones on the Vegas strip, there are no windows and no clocks, shielding people away from anything that is going on in the outside world. The whole casino is designed to keep people where they are and gamble away their money, without any outside distractions like time, obligations, and weather. A gogo bar is the same way. No windows, probably both to keep the outside from looking in, and for customers to focus on what’s inside, which is the boys, and to spend as much money on them, and the bar, as possible.
 
So I don’t know how many times I’ve left a boy bar in Thailand, all satisfied after seeing a good show, and more often than not with a new boy in tow, only to step out of the bar and see that it is pouring rain outside. I had no idea of course, the loud music and focus on boys make me oblivious to what’s happening outside. BurBoy and I see the deluge of rain before us and think about ways how we can get out of Jupiter. Should we just go back to Crowne Plaza? Should we go to another bar? Should we get an umbrella?
 
We see other customers brave the deluge and scatter like cockroaches into the night. We decide to make a run for it to get to Surawong. We duck into the closest 7-11 just across from Soi Twilight. They had some umbrellas for 150 baht so we buy one. We talk about our options as we leave the store. It was 11:30 PM and in Bangkok time this is like, afternoon, so we had more night ahead.
 
We head over to Patpong and swing into the roofed portion that had the Muay Thai shows and some girlie bars. And we see in front of us the boy bar Screw Boy, with the familiar sign and the poster outside the bar. I wanted to see the show, but I wasn’t sure what the time the show was. I have found that it varies from night to night. I tell BurBoy to ask them what time the show was, and to ask the mamasan inside instead of talking to the tout. There was a tout outside and BurBoy asks him. He seems to refer him to talk to someone inside so we both duck in and he talks to a mamasan. He then tell me “12:30 or 1 morning, maybe.”
 
We go back out and decide to kill the time by going to Soi 4 to get one drink. We walk down Patpong to get to Silom and turn left to Soi 4. Because of the rain the only seating were ones under the roof, and there was a table vacant at Telephone to we duck in there to get a drink.  I get my usual Espresso Martini, and BurBoy gets a gin and tonic. We look around and the customers were mostly farang, some with Thai boys around their arms. We see people coming from Silom running in the Soi, trying to shield themselves from the rain, at the same time checking out the bars. Most of them take one look and leave, others go to Balcony Bar as Telephone was full.
 
We pass the time by talking about future plans. I have one full day left tomorrow before I jet away to farang land once again. My departure date has been in the back of my mind these last few days. This fun has been great but it inevitably ends regrettably. Why do I keep doing this to myself, I often wonder. But I see the boy across the table from me, looking at me with those loving eyes, that smile that was always meant for me, and a hand always reaching for a part of me (a hand, my arm, sometimes my heart). This is why I go here.
 
At 12:20 AM we decide to go back to Screw Boy to watch the show. By this time the rain has subsided enough for us to walk back up Patpong without using the umbrella. I pay for the drinks (350 baht including tip), and we head out. The streets were understandably more subdued tonight that last night because of the rain, or maybe because of the late time.
 
The tout in front of Screw Boy ushers us in and we go in and there were a few more customers than when we got there 45 minutes ago. The good seats in front were taken, and the only ones available were in the back, away from the stage a bit. BurBoy talks to the mamasan because he did not want to sit all the way in the back, so the mamasan takes us to the super front stage left where there were a few seats next to the toilet.
 
If you were a new to Bangkok, having just gone to Jupiter, with its polished stage, optimal stage and hall lighting, great sound system, arranged seating and plentiful waiting and professional waiters to get you your drink and or boy for the night, you would be in for a shock if Screw Boy is your next bar to visit. The bar is kind of dark (which is probably good because I don’t want to see the place in bright lights), the stage lighting seems to have only a few settings, the seating is awkward, the bar is longer than it is wide, with the stage awkwardly on one side of the long way, so if you are on the seats on the other far side its hard to see the action.
 
The flip side though is Screw Boy is probably close to what people have in mind when they think about a typical Bangkok gogo bar. A little bit dirty, and little bit run down, and a lot sleazy. If it was the other way around, and Screw Boy was your first bar, going to Jupiter would be a disappointment, because maybe the drinks are too expensive, the numbers too mechanical, and the boys too frigid, because the boys in Screw Boy are pretty personable. When you first come in they assess you to see what kind of customer you are, and try to entice you on the first minute you come in.
 
We give the mamasan our drink orders and she gives the order to one of the employees in the premises. The mamasan sits down next to Burboy and talks to him for a bit. The view from our seats were crazy close. From our vantage point we cannot see the other customers in the long side of the bar, and we can only see the seats in front of us next to the stage, and the stage itself. As some of you have pointed out, the boys were in their trademark checkered black and white briefs. All photos are not my own, and lifted from their Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/New-Screw-Boy/194133930765839.
 

 
There was probably 8 boys onstage. Two of them were checking us out, and smiling to entice. I am posting a photo of the stage, again lifted from the Facebook page, taken from the far side of the stage:
 

 
The boys who were here were mostly pretty hot. The four onstage that were tall, lean and sporting a big bulge were pretty hot looking. I point them to BurBoy and he responds back “All man na, no woman. Cannot bottom.” That is probably true. For all I know all of the guys onstage were straight. It doesn’t matter. I wasn’t offing anyone tonight.
 
There was a party of South Asians (I'm guessing?) who came in and it was obvious they were known to everyone in the bar. They were seated in the far side so I did not know what was happening. After 10 minutes one of the customers from that party went to the stage with a bottle of Johnny Walker Red, and one of the waiters had 10 shot glasses that he laid out onstage. The customers fills all glasses with the liquor and the boys onstage, and some sitting with customers, form a line to get their shots in. The first boy takes a shot and the customers gives him 100 baht. Everyone eventually takes their turn, getting 100 baht each time. This is definitely one way to have fun with the boys.
 
One hot boy enters the bar and it was clear he was a working boy. He goes next to the stage on the left side where I see a pile of clothes just heaped next to the stage. He takes off all his clothes except for briefs, and puts on his work uniform, the checkered brief. This bar does not have a locker room for the boys? Its just a pile of clothes in the side? But this was hot to see of course, him disrobing like that. He was probably 25, looks Viet or light-skinned Thai, and had a perfect set of six pack abs. He was handsome, bordering on cocky, and knew what he had to offer. He went onstage to show himself off, and after 5 minutes a customer calls him over to have drinks with him. Popular boy.
 
I focus back on the stage and see a familiar face again. One boy who I offed in Boyzboyzboyz Pattaya was here. He was light-skinned, perfect body, and kind of femmy. He was wearing different underwear, more stylish, but clearly it was for the show. When I offed him he was a good bottom, very passionate, and the body was insane. I wonder what made him move here. Another boy in different underwear joins him next to the stage and they talk. I also recognize him, this time from Hot Male. He was the usual bottom in the fuck show there. Does he moonlight here after Hot Male closes? And its sad that I’ve been going to bars long enough to recognize some of the boys.
 
All the boys leave the stage. The show starts with a coyote boys dance. The former BBB guy, the fuck show bottom guy, and another good dancer, go onstage and dance their asses off. The customer from earlier immediately goes to the stage and gives them their shots and their 100 bahts. The BBB boy came in for seconds and got another 100 baht, and hugs the customer.  After that a set of lady boy numbers go on and the customer gives them all shots each time. This guy sure knows how to have a good time, and obviously had some money to burn. And then this sad clown lady boy does here comedic number (photo from facebook):
 

 
There was a number where three hot young and lean boys with full erections just gyrate onstage. No choreography, no rhyme or reason, but this was a super hot number. The boys were really selling it, the penises were huge (where do they find these boys), and the audience were very appreciative. One was focusing on both of us, looking at both of us while he dances. He couldn’t be older than 23, a body to die for, and a cock that was pointing at us. I have super blue balls right now.  The boy numbers were less polished than Jupiter but more passionate.  The boys all get shots and baht from the same customer.
 
While the numbers were going on the table in front of us was used by the boys to sit down and relax. There were drinks and some ashtrays for the boys to use. It was nice to see the boys just sit and relax and horse around sometimes. The one boy with the big cock who was focusing on us was there too. He was glancing in our direction sometimes. I would catch his look at times. Nothing came out of it. I think he was gauging if he should approach us or not.
 
There was also a fuck show with a well built top, and the bottom was the same Hot Male fuck show bottom. Does he do this for both bars? They start their fucking onstage, but pretty soon they get off stage and go around the bar to ask for tips. They find their way to us  and the bottom rests his arms on my thighs while the top fucks him from behind. BurBoy elbows me to give a tip. I give 100 baht. They move on to the next customer. BurBoy holds my hand and gives me a peck on the cheek. We laugh at the spectacle of it all. This is why I go to Bangkok.
 
The show ends and it was a satisfying one. I don’t want to say it was better than Jupiter. What’s better to you pretty much depends on what you are looking for with your boy entertainment. To me the boy bar space is big enough for both to survive. Both had full houses tonight even though they catered to a different set of customers. Both bars are not for everyone, but both are for me. Hot boys, entertaining shows, and free flowing alcohol are all you can ask for at times. And ye shall receive all of it in Bangkok.

Day 9.4 The Mango Tawan Tree
 
We wrap up our shopping spree at the mall MBK and head over to the BTS station to get back to Sala Daeng. I really did not need any more clothes but one must buy the occasional trendy frock to keep up with the times. When I do so I have to throw away, or give away to consignment shops, any clothes that may be replaced by my new finds. I try to keep the clothes shopping to a minimum but sometimes the boys are hard to say no to.
 
BurBoy and I take the BTS to the Sala Daeng station and we use the stairs to get to street level on Silom Rd. At late afternoon on a low-season Sunday, the sidewalks were busy with observers and commerce. There were already a few kiosks propped up for the night market, with some people shopping their deals. There were some hungry passers-by sampling the street food that Bangkok is famous for. And there were tourists, slow-walking their way back and forth on the sidewalk, contributing to the countless millions that consider Thailand their idea of a vacation.
 
We get on the sidewalk and see the Boots Pharmacy by the stairs. We decide on getting a few things for the room. I take a basket and hand it over to BurBoy. I put some face products like a face wash and masks, as well as some Snail White product for my BF. BurBoy asks me if I could buy him a bottle of lotion and some mouthwash (I say yes of course). And finally I get some waters and some chocolate bars for some in-room snacking. I pay for our loot and head back to the Crowne Plaza.
 
We get back to our room and like clockwork BurBoy takes off his shoes, shirt and shorts and parade in our room in his tiny undies. I love that BurBoy is pretty generous with his willingness in exposing flesh while we are together. With such a fit and nubile body one should be as naked as one can possibly be. He is also very encouraging with me giving him occasional touches and kisses while he is exposed this way. One wonder how he really is in his personal time. Maybe this is who he really is.
 
I notice that the staff have left some food items that I have come to expect with my stays here at this hotel. There were some breads, jam and some fresh fruit left on our small side table. This gave me an idea. It was 5 PM and it was “happy hour” at the Crowne Plaza Lounge. I tell BurBoy to sit tight while I take the 20 steps to the lounge just next to our room.
 
If you don’t get it offered complimentary, the Crowne Plaza charges 600-750 baht for their Crowne Plaza lounge access that comes with a buffet breakfast in the morning as well as access throughout the day for drinks, as well as other amenities like a 500 baht laundry allowance (which in Crowne Plaza pricing is about 4 pieces of clothing) and late check-out. This may or may not be worth it to a lot of people, but I think what puts this offer over the top is the happy hour access everyday at 5PM – 8PM. They serve some basic beers and wines, as well as cocktails, and a variety of appetizers are also available during the time. I don’t know how many times I’ve filled my tummy with the appetizers that has been my dinner for that day.
 
I get to the lounge and give the receptionist my room number. I then ask her if I can get a glass of wine and some food and take it back to my room. She said it wasn’t a problem as long as I return the plates and glasses to the lounge when I was finish. I ask for a glass of red wine, and choose four plates of various meat pastries and mini-sandwiches. I pile all the food in one plate and maneuver all this in my arms and I go back to the room. I use the key card and manage to open the door and set all the food on the desk. We both partake of the food and get our fill.
 
After our snack we decide to wash our faces and put on the face masks we just bought. You haven’t been a proper gay couple if you haven’t shared a moment to relax wearing face masks together. I open a 3-pack of Snail White face masks and give one to BurBoy. We wear our masks and lay on the bed and watch The Hobbit – The Battle of the Five Armies, which was on TV. After 30 minutes we take off our masks and then wash our faces. I set the alarm for 7 PM and take our required nap of the day. I feel that tonight is going to be a long one.
 
The alarm wakes us up, and out of habit we shower together. It was a non-sexual soap down, but I must comment on how much I like the overhead rainfall showers that the Deluxe Rooms had. The shower was also big enough for 3 people (I am speaking out of experience here), so there was enough space to thrash around and have shower fun in there. But right now we weren’t in the mood, though I made it a point to tug on BurBoy’s dangling cock. I love that he is a shower, and his cock is as impressive just hanging there, as it is erect.
 
We towel dry and start dressing up. We chose to wear our newly tailored short shorts today, as well as similarly colored t-shirts. We style our hair and give each other kisses as we head out the door, and onto the street at Rama IV road. We make out way to Surawong Rd and walk towards Soi Tarntawan, where we decide to have dinner at a new favorite of mine, the Mango Tree.
 
Mango Tree has been a recent discovery of mine, and it is Dream Boy Thai Guy’s fault:
 
 
I try to not go to chain restaurants, especially when on vacation travel, because the authentic local cuisine is much more interesting and satisfying than reliable, but ultimately standard, almost unimaginative, fare that most chain restaurants have. But Mango Tree is good enough and reliable enough that I feel the need to visit over and over again. It is also close to Tawan, one of my favorite “boy” bars, so after enjoying all the meat fit to eat at Mango Tree, one need only take a few steps and enjoy all the meat fit to eat at Tawan.
 
On a Sunday night the restaurant was a little bit busy, but the receptionist was able to sit us inside. We were grateful for the availability inside the restaurant, as the presence of aircon was needed because we both sweat a lot when we eat. I was a bit surprised that I get seated at the same table I was seated the last two times I ate here. Maybe it was a gay table.
 
I encouraged BurBoy to order anything in the menu that he wanted. I was in a celebratory mood today. We order drinks, mine was a rum and coke and a mango shake, BurBoy was coconut water in a coconut. We look at the menu and decide on what we wanted. I opted for their “appetizer sampler” that had some grilled chicken skewers, some fried shrimp and pork and some papaya salad garnish, and some Isan Tom Yum (Tom Saap). BurBoy added a whole grilled fish and some chicken and lettuce salad.
 
As we wait for our meals and drink from our glasses, I remind BurBoy of the VietBoy we met at X-Size the night before. I asked him if he still wanted to have a threesome with him and me. BurBoy says that he did find VietBoy really cute, but he hesitated in saying that he wanted a threesome. As much sex as we share with each other, I have a feeling that he does not have much interest in it when he is by himself. He practiced moderation in everything, as any good Buddhist would do, and at the beginning of our relationship he has railed against my seeming wanton view towards sex and food.  But through time with spending more time with me he seems to have indulged in some excesses, at least with food and pleasures of the flesh. Maybe I am a bad influence.
 
I look around the restaurant and see a familiar face. Sitting on the next table with a farang (customer?) was Phet, a Tawan boy:
 

 

 
He was my first off ever back in 2014. Back then I was a nervous bundle of nerves and almost couldn’t turn that corner to Soi Tarntawan to get to Tawan. I have only read about Tawan through trip reports, but I knew I wanted to check out the place and maybe off a boy. I went inside eventually, and with feigned confidence I ordered my first drink at a boy bar and watched my first gogo show. It was Phet, with his winning smile and boyish charm who showed some interest in landing me that night.
 
He took the initiative to sit down beside me, order a drink for himself, and applied just the right amount of body contact, said just the perfect combination of words, and featured the best that his body had to offer, enough for me to say yes when he asked if I wanted him for the night. I didn’t ask if he was a bottom (he wasn’t). I didn’t ask how much long time was (3000 baht). And I didn’t even ask if he was straight or gay (straight as an arrow). But that didn’t matter. I had my first off, and it was what I expected it to be. And it set me down the road to many more happy offs through the next two years.
 
It looked like he was having a lot of fun with his farang friend. I do hope they have fun tonight.
 
Our food arrives and it all so good:
 

 
As we both share in the feast that we have before us, we talk about the night ahead. I have told BurBoy about what I believe has the best show in Bangkok: the boy bar Jupiter. He is very interested in seeing the show, so that’s where we are going next.
 
Jupiter, and another bar, next…

Day 9.0 Crowne-ing Achievement
 
After watching the show at X-Size, and tearfully saying goodbye to that gorgeous Viet Boy, we decided to just go back to the condo. No DJ Station or G.O.D. tonight. I wanted to sleep a bit early because it was our last night at the Surawong Condo. Before all the travel changes I made to this trip, this was supposed to be my last night in Bangkok. But because my trip was delayed one day, I decided to extend my departure by two days. Unfortunately the Surawong condo unit I was staying at was already booked for the extra two nights I needed. So we needed to leave tomorrow morning before 12 noon and go to our new home, the Crowne Plaza.
 
We get home and we were still kind of full from the buffet. I remind BurBoy of the change in living quarters tomorrow. He asks for times, then he reminds me that we needed to get my laundry before we leave so I can put it in my roller bag, instead of carrying it with us to the walk to Crowne Plaza. I tell him we can do it after breakfast tomorrow, so I guess we needed to finish breakfast before 11 AM to account for packing and cleaning the condo before 12 noon.
 
We get to the Master’s Bedroom and like clockwork BurBoy takes off all his clothes and heads to the bathroom. He will do some business and shower but wanted me to shower in the other bathroom.  I do what I am told. I take a nice hot shower and take my time. I finish and then naked, get back to our bed in the Master bedroom and was reminded as to why we took a nap at the guest bedroom earlier. The Master bedroom bed was streaked with massage oil and cum. I take the sheets off the bed and bunch it up and throw it on the floor. I take some of the pillows and transfer them to the guest bedroom. I get under the covers and wait for BurBoy.
 
I hear BurBoy turn off the lights in the condo and comes in naked with a bottle of water. He turns off the light in the bedroom and gets under the covers with me.  He cuddles up next to me and I turn to him and we kiss. Some oral, some body contact, and we chuck wow together. BurBoy goes to the bathroom and comes back with a towel and we clean up. He takes a swig of water and bids me good night. We spoon, and I sleep this way. I never like cuddling to fall asleep. Somehow it is easy with BurBoy.
 
The alarm wakes me up at 8:30 AM. I go to the bathroom to pee and come back and see that BurBoy does not want to wake up:
 

 
I make some coffee and then I start packing up while I let Burboy sleep. Three short nights here and my stuff was everywhere. My luggage is half full, I just realized that most of my clothes are being laundered, hopefully done today. I see the Space Hair Bar Calendar in my backpack and remember how fun that was. BurBoy appears and sees me intentlylooking at the calendar. He asks to see the calendar. I give it to him and he looks at the pages and pages of hot, shirtless, nubile Khmer flesh. He knew I went to Cambodia so it shouldn’t be a shock that I had the calendar. He asks me a few questions about gay bars in Cambodia. I was honest with him. I didn’t tell him about Cambodia Boy though.
 
I finish packing and my coffee, and BurBoy finishes looking at the calendar, and we decide to get breakfast. We decide to look for a different breakfast place this morning so we walk along Surawong till we see the Tawana hotel had a breakfast going on right now. We go in and get handed menus. We both get the western breakfast. Nothing special to report except that it was probably overpriced for the quality but it was good for now.
 
We cross the street and go into Hilton Tailors to get my clothes. The man yesterday was there and recognized both of us. I get BurBoy the money (350 baht) and he in turn gives it to the man. He hands BurBoy a fancy yellow paper bag and all my clothes were there. I peek inside and see all my tshirts and shorts and socks all neatly folded in the bag. I count the clothes and everything seems to be there. Money well spent. We walk back to the condo and I shove all my now clean clothes in my roller bag. BurBoy packs as well and shoves everything in his big backpack. I straighten up the living room, and put all the uneaten food in my bag and the partially eaten food in the trash.
 
We finish packing and then we go to the office to drop off the keys. BurBoy takes the keys and talks to the employee there. He takes BurBoy’s cell number if there were any questions for us. BurBoy takes my roller bag and we walk to Crowne Plaza. It was 11 AM and on a Sunday morning and the sidewalks were not busy. It was hotter than the previous three days and before we got to Rama IV we both were a little bit sweaty.
 
We get to Crowne Plaza and I get a “Welcome back, sir!” from the doorman, and then the Concierge, and then coming up the elevator to the 23rd Floor, the various receptionists at the lobby. It was like coming home, I guess. I automatically take out my passport and credit card and give it to one of the receptionists, and then I ask BurBoy to take his passport out as well. They make copies of BurBoy’s passport (they already have a copy of mine), I get my usual room upgrade and then I also get access to the Crowne Lounge for free (I don’t get this amenity for free every time). I thank them for accommodating me at an early time before check-in, and for the extras, though I guess since they saw me 8 days ago they feel like I am here so often and maybe feel I needed to be rewarded for my loyalty.
 
We get to the room and it is the same type of room I get upgraded to. A deluxe room with plenty of room for two, and a great view of Bangkok at the 30th floor:
 

 
BurBoy takes a few photos as well. And then collapses on the bed. I’ve always thought the beds in Crowne Plaza were the best I’ve slept in in Bangkok, or ever in my life. Maybe its because I’ve made fond memories on these beds through the two years I’ve been going to Thailand.
 
I ask BurBoy what he wanted to do. He tells me he is a little bit thirsty. I go to the bathroom and instantly knew the two free bottles of water were there. I give one to BurBoy. I tell Burboy if he wanted more drinks, like a cola or beer or milk or coffee for free, we had access to the lounge on our floor. He tells me we can probably go there later. I ask him what he wanted to do next. He tells me he wanted to have a dip in the pool. We both take a quick shower and get into our swimsuits and take the bathrobes in the closet and head to the 24th floor where the pool, and the gym, were.
 
We had to go through the gym to get to the pool. BurBoy peeked inside the gym and told me we can go to the gym later. We take towels from the gym. We get to the pool and at 12 noon no one was there:
 

 
Maybe low season? We didn’t care. We take off our bathrobes and put them in one of the loungers and we take a dip. The temperature is always perfect in this pool. We do some laps, we joke around. We talk about what we can do today and what was the plan tonight. After 20 minutes of swimming a couple of farang guests check out the pool and lounge in the loungers. After 20 more minutes of swimming and talking, I ask BurBoy if he was done. As we both get out of the pool some Asian guests come in and use the pool as well. We towel dry and put our robes back on and get back to our room.
 
We take a shower together. No hanky panky but I guess out of habit we still shower together. As we put on clothes (and as I appreciate the scent of my newly laundered clothes), we talk and decide to go to MBK to shop for some clothes. It is Sunday morning, and we could have probably gone to Chatuchak market and hunt for even cheaper things, but would rather go to an aircon mall right now, instead of sweating it to the elements in Chatuchak.
 
We walk to Silom Rd and get to the BTS Sala Daeng Station. I take out a 100 baht note and get it changed to coins at the one of counters. We get the correct fare to the National Stadium station, get our fare cards, get in the turnstiles, get up to the level with the trains and wait for the train. BurBoy takes my hand and is unconcerned about strangers seeing us together. The train comes and we get in and there are no seats available so we stand in the center, holding on a nearby pole for support.
 
MBK as a mall is a peculiar thing for me. It was one of the first malls I have visited in Thailand ever. It is famous, rightfully so, because of the variety of shopping, and the deals to be had, in this mall. At my first visit, I thought that the mall was like someone shoved a street market into a mall. I don't think there is any rhyme or reason why certain kiosks were in certain places in the mall. And thank goodness for the aircon. You can comfortable shop for deals without having to withstand the heat and humidity that Thailand has. 
 
We get off at the National Stadium station and follow the signs to MBK. We get there and look around for deals. I pass by this again and I always find it funny that these two coffee shops are next to each other:
 

 
BurBoy and I had a mission. We wanted to get short shorts that were all the rage with the gays these days. You know, the ones that stop mid-thigh and wear a little bit tight. We comb through the aisles until finally we find a shop that had shorts that was close to what we were looking for. There was a nice lady with a sewing machine in her shop who helped us. BurBoy talked to her, in Thai, about our shorts mission, and they get in a conversation about it. She points to some shorts in her shop and we peruse and choose the colors we liked.
 
She asks BurBoy to do something. BurBoy tells me that she wants us to try on the shorts, and then tell her if we wanted to get the shorts shortened to the length we wanted. There was a curtain in her little store where we could change in modesty. We take turns changing and then we look at the length of the shorts hugging our thighs. The tight fit was just right, but the shorts were a little bit long. I tell her where I want the length to be. She marks the spot with a pencil. BurBoy does the same. We change back to our own shorts and give the new shorts to the lady. She talks to BurBoy some more. Burboy tells me to give her an hour to cut off the extra length in the shorts. BurBoy then tells me the shorts were 350 baht each. I give her 700 baht.
 
We do some more shopping around MBK. We see some more underwear that BurBoy liked and I buy two of them for him, which was 100 baht each. He finds a tshirt that he wanted, and I buy it for 200 baht. I find some shirts I liked but did not buy anything. Pretty soon it was time for us to get our shorts. We got lost for a little bit but retraced our steps and found the woman’s shop again. She sees us and hands us a plastic bag with our shorts. Burboy thanks her and we leave. We look at other things but don’t buy anything else.
 
So about our two boy bar night, and food, next, to be continued…

Day 8.9: Try this bar on for (X) Size
 
Alright, let’s take a step back. For me, there are a ridiculous amount of reasons why I spend 60% of my vacation travel a year in Thailand. I am a huge fan of Thai food, so being able to eat the real thing for relatively cheaper than what I am used to back home is great. I love the relative cheap prices for hotels and tourist amenities, so if I wanted to get away to somewhere exotic and cheap this would be the place. I love the relative availability of sex with hot guys, be it paying for companionship with money boys or for free with the thousands of gay tourists that visit the Kingdom each year, or with more affluent locals. The list goes on and on (beaches, shopping, bespoke tailors, nature, medical tourism etc etc etc).
 
But the number one reason I come here is for the gogo bars.  There are gogo bars found around the world of course, but as a lot of you know, the bars here have everything you need. It’s one stop shopping really: it’s a place to ogle, have a drink with, and take home boys. Sometimes there are shows with varying degrees of sleaziness, and for the most part the shows are very entertaining. Like I’ve said before it is always a treat for me to bring a newbie friend to these bars and see the shock and awe in their eyes when they see these boys in their barely clothed glory for the first time. I laugh when their eyes bug out of their sockets when they see their first big cock show, and first fuck show. I understand that other countries have these as well, but as far as ease of access, relative safety, and all around fun, the Thai show bars have them all beat. (Maybe I am wrong, please point me in the right direction and I’m booking my flights right now lol.)
 
So let’s see, I’ve been to Dream Boy, Hot Male, Fresh Boys, Tawan, Jupiter and Screwboy in Bangkok. There’s probably half a dozen or so bars I have yet to go to and I will at least try to go to them this December. I really don’t have a specific type of guy I like, and I have offed a wide variety of guys: from the twinkiest of twinks in Pattaya, to Tong, the large mountain of a muscular man from Tawan, but I usually off someone in between, not too skinny, not too big (or fat). A lean muscular guy would be nice.
 
But tonight belonged to X-Size. Since I was with BurBoy, I will not be able to off anyone tonight. But that does not mean I won’t be able to enjoy the show, flirt with some of the boys, and share a drink or two.
 
So from the 84th floor of the second tallest building in Bangkok, we get down to ground level and hail a taxi to get us back to Surawong. There was some difficulty getting a taxi at this area. Not a lot of empty taxis heading our way. After 15 minutes we finally get one that agreed to use the meter and we were on our way back to gay-ville. Again, not a lot of traffic on this Saturday night (low season?), and it was a little bit cooler and comfortable to be out tonight.
 
We get to Surawong and the taxi drops us off by Soi Twilight. We get to the Soi around 10:30 PM so we running late for the start of the shows in the bars. We rush through the throngs of customers, boys, and touts littering the street. Some touts are doing their job too well and trying hard to get us to their bars, which is probably the reason why I don’t quite make it to the very end of the Soi every time. We stop in front of X-Size and there was one tout looking into the horizon. I wasn’t sure where to enter so I was sort of waiting for him to guide us there. BurBoy intervened and talked to the tout. We were finally escorted up the stairs to the show bar.
 
The first thing that hit me coming in was the cigarette smoke smell. As a sheltered Californian, where smoking has been banned in just about every bar, club, restaurant, or any public or private building for more than a decade now, I have forgotten that bars everywhere else still had this. Maybe the ventilation was not as good in this bar thats why it was noticeable to me. We are received by a ladyboy mamasan and we got a “Nihao!” from her (I guess its Chinese tonight). She then asks “Smoking or no?” motioning her fingers to her mouth to mimic smoking. I shake my head and we get seated in the non-smoking section. The seating was similar to Hot Male in a way.
 
The ladyboy mamasan, who was a skinny ghost white presence with very red lips, asked both of us, in English, what drinks we wanted. I tell her I wanted a Singha, BurBoy tells mamasan his choice, in Thai. The mamasan asks him more questions in Thai, in part probably because she was surprised that he was well versed in Thai, and then I hear the words “America” and “California” said by BurBoy, as he usually does when he explains to people where I come from. The mamasan then turns to me and shakes my hand, and then says “Welcome to Bangkok! Thank you for visiting us!”
 
I smile, and then thank her for her hospitality. She asks me the usual things, what my name, where I stay, how long I here. She stops a waiter close by and barks to him our drink order. She then turns her attention back to us, and asks us if we were “together”. BurBoy jumps in and says yes, we were boyfriends. She asks how long we were together, and BurBoy answers one year. I found this fascinating of course, seeing BurBoy stake his claim (as he should, I was his for the week), and manufacture a history between us.
 
The mamasan then asks BurBoy some questions in Thai. I look around the bar and see that there were a lot of customers tonight.  A lot more were in the smoking section, but there was a big Thai party next to us who were having a lot of alcohol and mixers. They have invited a few boys to sit with them and everyone was having a blast. I turn my attention to the boy selection in the bar. The boys are all in red speedos and almost all were cute and sexy. Not as many boys as Dream Boy but there were about 40 or so. Most of them were in my goldilocks zone: not too skinny and not too big, though some where very twinkish and some of the twinky ones were already sitting with customers in the smoking section. I could see myself offing a lot of the boys here, but I can’t tonight which is a shame. It’s to butterfly or not to butterfly all over again.
 
The mamasan leaves us and BurBoy whispers to me that he told the mamasan that he is Thai from Phetchaburi. I ask him why Phetchaburi. He says it is close to where he is from in Myanmar, so his he looks like he is from that area. I ask him if he always tells people he is Thai. He says “No everytime, only sometime.” Maybe it is easier to him to tell Thai people he is Thai in social situations. I can see how that is advantageous for him, having lived in Thailand for so long.
 
The show starts and the lighting was kind of dark but my eyes adjust to it. We get our drinks and I down almost half my beer because I was thirsty. The numbers were pretty standard: I wonder if all the bars had a template of what numbers to show. The shows starts with a big cock show with a few showing their really big cocks on display for everyone to see. Then follows a candle number where as usual the dancers in white speedos dance while holding candles and once in a while pouring wax on their torsos.
 
Some ladyboy numbers as well. There was a ladyboy lipsyncing to the typical diva song, and then after that was another song where she was serenading two shirtless boys in jeans. The boys were good looking, and I recognize one of the boys. I realized that it was a boy I offed last year from Screwboys. I guess he is working in X-Size now. He had an amazing and lean body, and was game to bottom for me that night. But the actual sex was kind of a let down. Not at all passionate, just laid there and took it, and his cock did not get hard even once. But of course, even a disappointing off is useful. After that I've chosen my offs more carefully. It made me more discerning after every failure. I try to get to know them more, pick up on some subtle cues, and know that obvious interest with you in the bar does not always translate to fantastic sex back at your room.
 
So the ladyboy was serenading the two boys. They dance suggestively throughout the number, and the boys seem to show that they were both interested in her. Then things take a turn for the worse. The lip-syncing music stops and then some comedic music turns on. The boys then take turns humiliating the ladyboy, and then simulates rape on the ladyboy, with the ladyboy mock resisting and pain. It wasn’t sexy, at least to me. I seem to be humorless when it comes to sexual assault, even simulated ones.
 
I look around and I see a lot of cute boys just sitting around. I ask BurBoy if he wanted to invite one of the boys to have a drink with us. He says “OK, but only drink, no sex.” I say of course. I ask him to pick the boy to invite. I figure he’d be more open to talking to a boy he was attracted to. He looks around and then whispers to me the number he liked. I look for the boy with the number and see a fair-skinned handsome boy sitting about three boys away from BurBoy. The boy caught me looking at him and he smiles really widely. That was a winning smile. I motion to him to come over. BurBoy and I make space between us. The boy comes to us and wais to both of us and sits down.
 
The mamasan asks me if I wanted to buy the boy a drink and I say yes. The boy gets his drink and all three of us toast to the night. The boy asks me what my name was and I tell him. I then ask his name and where he was from. He says he is Viet and had a pretty Viet name. VietBoy was really cute, and he says he was 20 years old, and he looked as young as he said he was. He asks me where I was from and I tell him. He smiles at my response and then asks me if Burboy was also from America. I tell him BurBoy was Thai (as he told the mamasan). VietBoy turns to BurBoy and talks to him for a little bit in Thai. VietBoy turns his attention back to me and holds my hand. His hand, and his body, where both warm and inviting.
 
We talk for a bit while the show was happening. He smiles a lot, and the smile was very nice and sexy. His body was amazing. Not too worked out, just naturally youthful and fit. He was a little bit shorter than both BurBoy and myself, which made it a little bit more of a turn on when I thought about it. He had a treasure trail that started from his navel and then disappeared in his speedos. I really wanted to follow that treasure trail down and find out what he was about. I ask him if he was a top or a bottom. He tells me the magic word: “Everything.” So handsome, great body, does everything. If this was a regular night I would be thinking about offing him.
 
I tell BurBoy about VietBoy doing everything. BurBoy laughs and talks to VietBoy for a little bit about it. Would BurBoy be open to a threeway? This is something I didn’t think was possible with BurBoy. He is fiercely territorial, and does not like me offing boys, even if I wasn’t with him. But he was engaging VietBoy and both boys are smiling a lot so maybe there is hope. VietBoy takes a gulp of his drink and he then puts his hand back in mine, and then puts his other hand and holds BurBoy’s hand. He is definitely trying to make a sale. I see BurBoy looking VietBoy up and down and looks at me and smiles.
 
I ask BurBoy if he wants to take VietBoy home. He stands up and sits on my side opposite VietBoy. He says “I no sure. Maybe no.” I ask him if he likes VietBoy. He says he is cute, but he doesn’t think tonight is the night for a threesome. He says he “want only you tonight.” That was sweet, him only wanting me, but now I was hoping he wanted me a little bit less and more VietBoy. VietBoy had the young, handsome face and rocking bod and the willingness that could probably make a nice off. But not tonight I guess. BurBoy goes back to VietBoy’s side and we continue to watch the show. I stroke VietBoy’s thighs and he returns the favor. He is so hot ugh.
 
The show ends and I look at BurBoy and ask him one last time if he was sure. He says “I sure.” I take 200 baht from my wallet and I give it to VietBoy. I tell him he was very nice but maybe next time we will off him. He smiles at both of us and thanks us for the time and money. He leaves and BurBoy sits close to me and takes my hand to its rightful place, in his hand. He kisses me in the lips and asks me if I was OK. I tell him of course, I was with him. Maybe someday we will get VietBoy and have a threesome. He says yes, maybe before I leave.
 
So the butterfly is dead. Long live whatever I have become.

Base Camp Arrival
 
The 11-hour flight from San Francisco to Bangkok involves a stop in Tokyo and a change of carriers from United to ANA with a 3 hour layover then the 6 plus hours to Land of Smiles. Plane was somewhat early to Suvarnabhumi. Thanks to tips on this forum (doff of the hat to PaulSF), I managed to speed though immigration, get some ATM cash, and meet my ride to the Tarntawan. 
 
Prior to arriving, I’d tried several times to contact the hotel about an airport pickup – I know, I know it’s much cheaper to grab a cab, but I’ve been going for almost 30 hours and am prone to making mistakes if in sleep deficit, so having the least amount to think about is best.
 
The hotel never responded to my emails, Agoda ignored me (I’d made the request on the original booking), so I emailed Ya of Siam Roads, my guide for the excursions outside of Bangkok, and he called the hotel and made sure all was in order.
 
Well it was in order (sort of), no hotel van this time, a Toyota passenger car took me to town but used side roads to avoid the tolls (!).  Different approach and at 11pm quick.
 
The hotel was expecting me. While the security guard and the bellman were regulars, only one person behind the desk wasn’t new. I asked for and was given room 555.  I prefer this room not just because of how the spoken room number sounds to Thais (‘happy”), but it’s located next to the internet router and so has great connectivity.
 
One of the desk staff remembered I’d been a guest in the past and told me all of the guest records had gone with the previous management.  So more than the usual paperwork to fill out, etc.etc.
 
The desk staff told me that there was no longer 24-hour food service (no welcome drink would be delivered to the room); the laundry service was different as to when things would be returned.  A letter about this was posted in the elevator that concluded with this sentence: “We do apologize for all inconvenience you may have cause and thank you very much for your kind understanding us”.  Bold face is my editorializing.  After opening up my room, I asked the bellman how things were in the hotel.  I learned many staff had left and that Lukas wasn’t part of it anymore.  Bellman suspected he’d also be leaving.
 
Since, the plane had been early, the night was still young (relatively), so I headed out.  I’d decided back in California, that I wouldn’t hook up with my long time Vietnamese friend until the next night.  Decided on Screwboys as a destination knowing there was an after midnight show.  The outside “greeter” was happy to escort me in, the mamasan happy to seat me and get me a drink, several of tables were occupied.
 
I had a memory jolt when I entered, asking myself was this the first Thai go go club I visited back in the early 90s?  (News Flash folks: I’m an oldie, twice Numazu’s age, with definitely less libido but have been around the block a few times).  I remember that the first club I went to was on this side of Surawong and that it had rooms upstairs, one of which I used with that night’s off as my hotel was pretty far away on the river.  Screwboys has a room(s) upstairs.  Memories…wonder, does it matter?
 
There were twenty or more boys either on stage or along the sides all in the black and white checked briefs.  The range of body types was somewhat slighter than Jupiter’s boys.
 
Considered several boys, enjoyed the pre-show on-stage, off-stage rotation.  #37 caught my eye, mamasan told me he did everything, and once we’d completed the mutual smiling routine he was sitting next to me, leading my hand over his privates and when I asked about kissing, planted one with tongue as proof.
 
To my surprise (not really), he is Vietnamese.  I appear to have an affinity for liking the shape, smile, and style of the Viets.  Drink for him and one for mamasan who makes way for two other boys who look to join the scene and, maybe score a drink.  No luck there but since they are cute each gets a tip.
 
After some checking with 37 that he does do “everything” beyond just kissing and that he says he is gay, we discuss short time pricing.  He says 2000.  This confirms what I’d already asked mamasan.  Off fee is 400.  Add in the three drinks, total close to $90 - $100 USD.  I was enjoying his hand leading mine over his body, but decided to depart before the show started, so 37 got dressed, I talked with mamasan about business which looked to be good as more of the tables were now full, though I didn’t see many boys sitting with guests, I also didn’t see many Asians.  Mostly farang tonight.  37 retuned dressed in shorts and a “Screwboys” fitted sleeveless tee.  So much for discretion! Lol.
 
37 and I walked back to the Tarntawan, which he told me he knew well.  Once in the room, he stripped, took a shower, undressed me, and showered again with me.  He is, to my eye, very handsome, runner’s body, and decently endowed.  And, he did do everything!  Samoke, top, bottom, Kiss, cuddle, chuck wow.  Welcome back to Bangkok.  A panoply of delights…37 stayed three hours, was open to staying longer, but I wanted to sleep and had a full day planned and knew I’d blow that off if he remained.  (Not sure if there wasn’t a pun in there somewhere).  I gave him 2500.  He wanted a picture of us and I agreed.  Exchanged Line and WeChat info.  Two messages from him before my head hit the pillow.  Guess he “lubs” me.  Sweet boy.
 
I went to sleep around 4am. 
 
Up around ten, check email, and look at the news (ugh, US elections), breakfast in lobby, morning security guard the same as on prior stays, so is the breakfast waitress.  No other staff look familiar. Stop at desk to see if my one-night reservation for next week was in the system.  It wasn’t.  I haul out my paperwork, oh…there it is!  Confirm I can have 555 when I’m back.
 
Go to the ATM, whoops! Where is my ATM card?  This is the good one, no fees, and large daily limit.  Resort to back-up card from another bank with fees, and half the daily limit. 
 
Back to hotel, check my bank’s website to see if any withdrawals have been made.  No, just mine at the airport last night.  (Remember what I said about being out of it after long flights…curse struck and my ATM card is probably in the airport ATM).  Try to cancel card on line…no can do as it’s a debit card not a credit card.  Text my former admin assistant and ask her to go to the bank when it opens and get the debit card stopped).  Go to my back-up bank’s site, confirm I’m in Asia, move $$ from savings to current account.  Breathe.
 
Decide I need some personal care.  Go to Cutey and Beauty, another Paus SF suggestion and get the post flight package.  Puts me in a good mood, buy some slacks and shorts  for Laos at the lobby golf store sale (less than $9 USD per).  Take packages back to hotel, receive text from home that debit card has been blocked and no unauthorized withdrawals had been made.
 
OK…rejuvenation step 2: Prince.  This is what I wrote about the visit and posted on the forum under the Prince topic
 
I had a massage at The Prince in early September and when I returned to Bangkok two weeks ago I went back to see if what had been a great experience could be duplicated.  I took a taxi from Surawong arriving around 3pm.  18 boys on display.  I was the sole customer.  I went with the Vinapu rule and chose the boy who smiled, the mamasan said my choice was skilled in everything. I figure that means some things.  Selected a 2-hour scrub and cream in the Jacuzzi room (again the previous time had been in a Jacuzzi room and I had good memories).
 
Boy from northern Thailand/Myanmar had a swimmer's body and after undressing me, stripped down to the suit he was born in... good to very good massage.  Some fun playtime in the Jacuzzi and a full range of after’s (as well as some "durings") but no underwater samoke in the Jacuzzi a highlight of the last visit.
 
After the massage was over he walked me back to a now overflowing waiting room! Must have been as many in the waiting area as there were boys behind the glass wall.  All were Chinese.  My masseur brought me the usual fruity drink and let me know a taxi had been called.  While sitting there, I noticed that none of the boys were promenading for the Chinese who were having drinks and maybe looking at the boys playing pool or working out.  The mamasan was helping at the bar.  When my taxi came, I went outside and passed a large passenger van.  Later, I talked with Ya, from Siamroads, mentioning this and he suggested that The Prince was an afternoon tour stop for some Chinese, one or two in the party might be interested in a massage, the rest waited and had drinks which is good business for the bar.  Decided to mention this as well as complimenting the massage experience.
 
It’s now early evening, go back to hotel, take a nap, go to Family Mart and stock up on snacks and canned Lipton ice tea – a favorite of Van’s - my long time Viet friend who is back in town working at Freshboys.
 
After a pause to gaze at a very sexy photo sent by 37 and considering options, I opt to catch up with Van and head over to club land.  The touts at Hotmale recognize me and I go upstairs there to say hello to the mamasan and checkout the boys.  All Thai and all tattoo.  Quick visit, no drink, just a hello.  Then across the Soi to Freshboys.  Peter, who I’ve offed in the past, recognized me from the stage, passed the word to Van who jumped out of the rotation and joined me as did Peter.  Met the mamasan, who is Vietnamese, Van went to get changed, told Peter I couldn’t off both he and Van tonight.  Drinks for Peter and mamasan and me.  Same pricing as Screwboys.  While waiting for Van to return, noticed I was the only customer in the club, fewer boys on stage or sitting around than at Hotmale or Screwboys last night.  Then again, it was early 9pm or so.
 
Van and I leave, get some food from a cart, stop at 7/11, pick up some things he wants.  Hotel, catch up on what’s happened in the past month.  When I left him, he was looking for work having been let go when Hotmale, where he’d worked, fired all the non-Thais.  He didn’t want to be a go go boy anymore.  Life, though, is real and he landed at Freshboys. 
 
As I’ve mentioned in previous reports, Van and I are mainly friends with “benefits”.  He knows I won’t fund him other than when we are together and that’s within the usual limits of pricing.  We are just comfortable together.  Tonight after talking a good shower together, I get a massage that leads to mutual chuck wow.  Lots of cuddling, sleep, middle of the night chuck wow repeat.
 
Up early, wake Van – he knows I’m meeting Ya to go to Chiang Mai this morning.  We go down to breakfast and are SHOCKED…the dining room is packed; I’ve never experienced this before.  The buffet is gone (it’s 8am) and in its place is a tray of fried rice and pork.  The security guard (who is happy to be busy) is clearing plates, finds us a place to sit, says we can order from the menu, the crowd consists of couples from Malaysia on a tour.  Yes, the Tarntawan has changed.  Didn’t see this yesterday as I’d slept in.
 
Ya arrives, I say goodbye to Van, having given him a long term fee while in the room, and leave for the airport and northern Thailand.

Day 8.7: Love on top of the world
 
I always leave the dining decisions to BurBoy. Actually, I usually leave the dining decisions to most of the boys. This accomplishes a number of things for me: they get to eat what they want, making them more comfortable with me; I get to eat more local food, and get to ask questions about what is good or not; and they get a sense that they have some control of what is happening, which is usually not the case when you are employed by a customer. I’m glad that I am not a fussy eater, I have a big appetite, and always game to discover new food. In the end, I am usually never disappointed with the choice.
 
So I am surprised when BurBoy, the Burmese country boy who moved to Thailand when he was young, wanted to go to dinner at the Baiyoke Tower II, the second tallest building in Bangkok, at their buffet on the 76th floor. Reviews of the food on TripAdvisor where just so-so, and the consensus is that you go because of the view, and the Observation Deck, instead of the dining. Food choices are fairly western with some Thai and Asian options as well. While I would prefer to eat somewhere more authentic to the region (and cheap), this was a welcome change to the usual Silom-area restaurants that we usually go to.
 
Before dinner we of course take a nap. Naps are a staple for me now to be able to survive the nightlife and to keep up with BurBoy. It was 5:30 PM, and I set the alarm at 6:30 PM. I get a decent nap in, dreaming about BurBoy’s thighs wrapped around my neck. Alarm wakes us up and I go in the guest bathroom first to do my business and to shower. No soap down from BurBoy today, lest I be caught up in another sexual soap down. We had plans tonight so we cannot waste any time, although good sex is not wasted time, in my opinion.
 
I clean up and dress up win my last pair of clean underwear and I rummaged through my luggage to see if I can find a shirt that wasn’t stinky. BurBoy emerged from the Master bathroom naked and looking cute. He sees me rummaging and asks if I want to borrow a shirt from him. I ask which one would be good? He looks through his bag and takes out two shirts that look familiar. It was two shirts I remember buying for him in Phuket. I take a blue shirt from the two choices. I guess it was a gift that keeps on giving.           
 
We get down to the street and BurBoy hails a taxi to whisk us away to the Baiyoke Sky Tower. I have learned to hang back and let the boys get the taxi for us. Even if I look Thai to some people I know if I utter a word I might get farang pricing. He gets one right away and off we go to Baiyoke. Not much traffic thank goodness and we get there in 15 minutes. Since we get dropped off at the lobby area of the building I do not notice how tall the building really was. BurBoy points up, I look up, and I am amazed how tall the building is (relative to some of the buildings surrounding). A photo from the internet, to get the idea how tall, and phallic, the building is:
 

 
We look for the right set of elevators that gets us to the top and we get off an intermediate floor where we buy tickets to the dinner. It is around around 750 baht per person for the buffet on the 76th floor. There is a more upscale buffet on a higher floor and it is 1200 baht. I ask BurBoy what he wanted, so he asks the receptionists some questions in Thai about the buffet. He then tells me “750 baht na.” I pay gladly as I am curious to eat at such a high floor and get views of Bangkok, and because BurBoy really really wanted to eat here.
 
We get to the buffet floor and we get greeted by three ladies up front. BurBoy gives our receipt to the ladies and one of them ushers us to our table, which was near this:
 

 

 
I see BurBoy salivate at all the seafood on display. This reminds of our seafood food orgies in Phuket. We made sure we ate some type of seafood feast every evening, because it was in large supply in Phuket, and it tasted so fresh and yummy. I can see that sometimes the money I spend on food with BurBoy is enough for a short time tip for a boy. But great food, like great sex, works wonders for the soul, and having that special someone to share the food, and the sex, with you, makes it even more satisfying.
 
We descend on the food. There is a lot to choose from. Seafood, pastas, soups, rice dishes, noodles, sushi, and much more, as well as a healthy variety of desserts. The food itself was so-so to OK, and I was a little disappointed by that, but I think I was expecting something amazing, like the buffet at the Bellagio in Las Vegas, but that might be the 1200 baht one. But it was good enough, there was a lot of it, and BurBoy seemed to not care about anything and devoured everything in sight:
 

 

 
He probably came back for fifths or sixths by the time the evening was done. I waited for him and we both got dessert together. There were signs everywhere in the restaurant that warned the customers to not get more food than can be eaten. If there was a lot of leftovers we had to pay them for the food wasted. Between me and BurBoy’s appetities I don’t think there is a problem of that happening. 
 
During the meal I took photos of the views. I’m probably burying the lede here. Even better than the food, you go here to dine with such a breathtaking view of Bangkok:
 

 
We wrap up and inform one of the waiters we are done. He inspects our plates and goes away and comes back with an envelope:
 

 
I ask BurBoy what it was. He says it was a 100 baht “reward” for customers who are able to finish their meals, and we got one each. This is the first time I’ve ever been to a buffet that rewarded people for finishing all their food, but I’ll take it. I do feel as big as a blimp though.
 
BurBoy then tells me that our Baiyoke evening is not over. He tells me there is an Obervation Deck on the 84th floor. We take the short elevator ride to the deck, and at 9:20 PM there were not a lot of people there. It was a little bit windy up top, and the temperature was a little bit cooler than on the ground, but not cold at all, though I saw some people in jackets. We step out to the main deck and notice that it is a revolving deck, which made the experience a little bit more exciting.
 
The height on top was in the middle of the pack in height of all the observation decks I have been to in my travels. At ~309 meters, it was taller than the top at Coit Tower in San Francisco at 64 meters and the Space Needle in Seattle at 158 meters, which itself had a rotating restaurant near the top.  It was  close to the heights of the Observation Decks at the Chase Building in Houston at 268 meters, and the Eiffel Tower in Paris at 276.1 meters, but is dwarfed by the Empire State Building Observatory deck in New York at the 369 meters, and the Willis Tower at Chicago at 412.7 meters. I mention these structures because in all of these decks had views that were spectacular. And the view from Baiyoke did not disappoint:
 

 

 
I wonder what the view looks like in the daytime, or at sunrise or sunset. It must be spectcular.
 
BurBoy was having a blast looking at the spectacle below. He said he did not recognize the buildings below at this vantage point and darkness. I point to him some familiar landmarks I knew, and he nodded in agreement. We take some selfies, he takes some of me, I take some of him, and he asks a young woman to take a photo of the two of us. As with any photo taken with BurBoy, I will cherish these for a long time.
 
We hang out for a while on the deck, and with the breeze BurBoy decides to put an arm around my waist, not caring about the other people on the deck with us. Everyone was looking at the view anyway, and not at the two horny and satiated boys taking a ton of photos. I tell him about the other observation decks I’ve been to. He has heard of Paris and the Eiffel Tower, and he has heard of New York City but not the Empire State Building, and not much of the others cities or buidlings I mentioned. It’s always interesting to know how much the boys know of what seems to be common knowledge to westerners.
 
It was 9:45 PM and I tell BurBoy it was time for us to go back to Surawong and Soi Twilight to see a boy show at X-Size. He makes fun of me, telling me I always had boys in the brain, and is shocked that he was not enough for me. He was joking of course. He knows that I like seeing boy shows. I’ve seen plenty of Tawan and Dream Boy shows with him, as well as checking out the paltry options Phuket had.
 
So X-Size and their boys, and the night ahead, to be continued…

Day 8.4 Take Guy In Thailand
 
“Shower together?” he asks me, his uncut cock flopping as he pulls me his direction, guiding me to the Master bedroom. “What are we doing?” I ask him. “Sex na OK?” This guy. I take off my clothes and join him in the bathroom. I think one of his fetishes is soaping guys up, because sex with him usually starts with showering, me getting soaped up, some hanky-panky in the shower, and then continuing in the bed.
 
And that’s what happens. We get in the shower and he asks me to adjust it to the temperature I like. I am used to taking hot showers, and it is always hotter than what BurBoy likes. So I make it less hot for both of us. The shower always starts with him aiming the water at me (or angling me in the shower) to make my body wet, and he starts soaping me down. He likes a clean workspace, so he concentrates at my crotch and ass area, and makes sure everything is clean. He then rinses me down and then asks me to dry myself with a towel. He then cleans himself (sometimes adjusting the temperature to what he wants), and then joins me in the bedroom.
 
I wait for him in bed. He emerges nake, all clean and nice, his towel on his shoulder. He then says “Massage na?” This was a nice surprise. “Sure if you want.” He asks me to lie on the bed. I lay on my front side and wait for him. I see him take some type of oil from his bag and he goes to the bed. He hesitates and goes to the living room and I hear the aircon stop running. “Too cold na. Maybe hot better.” I say OK, he is in charge of me now. He gets back on the bed, sits on my ass, and starts massaging my back.
 
I would say he is pretty good. He is putting his hands, his body, and his strength to good use. I am feeling relaxed and horny at the same time. He also uses his forearms and body to give me a good body to body massage. He applies more oil and pretty soon we are both pretty slick with the stuff. He works on my ass and thighs for a while before he tells me to lie on my back. As I turn around I see him and his torso and arms glistening with oil. I also see his cock all hard and standing at attention.
 
He gives me a body-to-body massage again, and it quickly turns into grinding our bodies against each other. With the oil and the heat between us, we turn into a body, oil and sweat mass that makes every grind and touch and contact more intense. BurBoy gets into a rhythm and thrusts his groin against mine. He gets into it and works himself up to an orgasm.  I feel the hot cum in between our bodies and it joins the oil and sweat already there. He composes himself a bit and kisses me. He then continues to grind, but with one hand wrapped around my cock. He thrusts and jacks me off and pretty soon I cum as well.
 
We kiss for a moment and then I laugh at the realization that we have created a mess between us, and the sheets. BurBoy lies beside me and we collect ourselves from the exertion that just ended. I tell him we should shower. We both shower for the second time today, and I get soaped down again. The boy really knows how to take care of things.
 
We both put on clothes and we relax on the couch. BurBoy turns on the TV and looks for a show he likes. There weren’t many channels available in the condo, and all the channels that were available were Thai channels. He continues flipping channels till he sees a dating show on. “Take Me Out Thailand” he tells me. He explains to me the premise of the show. Basically there is a guy (or girl) who I guess is the “Bachelor” who gets to pick his date or the day from the bevy of babes (or boys) that are contestants in the show. I think there were at least 20 contestants (not too sure about the number). There is a short feature about the “Bachelor” and then a couple of questions are asked of the contestants that will winnow down the eligible contestants for the “Bachelor”. One of the criteria was about a birth months or zodiac signs or something and the contestants were filtered based on the compatibility to the “Bachelor” according to their birth. 
 
It was quite interesting, and you don’t really need to understand Thai to know what is going on. It’s pretty formulaic but entertaining anyway.  Here is a sample of a show:
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zU2NesLMlmY
 
BurBoy translates what is being said as best he could. I like this interplay between the show, BurBoy talking and reacting to the show, and his editorializing of what is happening on screen. We watched two “Bachelor” segments. One had a really hot and tall 28 year old guy who owns a clothing business. Another had a Japanese guy who owned a chain of restaurants in Bangkok who talked in broken Thai. He was not as adorable as the 28 year old hot guy before him, but he was rich and tall and kind of cute.
 
BurBoy then explains to me that there is now a gay version of Take Me Out Thailand, called “Take Guy Out Thailand”. After the show we go on my computer and fire up YouTube to watch a segment. We watch this one:
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeZLL1ql_MY
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2Z9-H9JxY0
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uektSwqc1c
 
Quite entertaining, and another reason that I need to learn Thai. One common thread in all of the shows was all the “Bachelors” were fair-skinned and tall.
 
One distinct difference between BurBoy and Cambodia Boy (CB), apart from the obvious things of course, is that BurBoy has fully intergrated into Thai culture. He speaks the language fluently, gets mistaken for Thai all the time, and has lived in Thailand longer than he has in Myanmar. Contrasting that with CB, who hates speaking Thai but knows it is a necessity to live and work in the country, and his customer base is 50% Thai as well, so knowing the language makes a whole lot of business sense. CB has also only been a money boy in Jomtien for a little more than two years now, and still prefers Cambodia over Thailand, and goes to Battambang every chance he gets.
 
This makes BurBoy uniquely equipped to be a great companion in Thailand. He knows enough of the country, the culture, and the language to be a source of knowledge as a tour guide, but still has an outsider perspective that would be beneficial for farang outsiders as well. I am eager to see how BurBoy fares in Myanmar with me, when I spend time with him in Yangon and Bagan in December.
 
It’s now 3 PM, and enough relaxing in front of the TV and computer has us hankering for something more physical. Having just had sex, we decide on going to the gym and then having a little dip in the pool after, just like yesterday. BurBoy takes the remaining two Meiji Protein chocolate drink in the refrigerator and gives one to me. I heat up a mug of coffee so I have caffeine for the workout as well. After finishing our drinks we head out to the mim-gym in the condo and see that no one is there using it, so we are able to workout together again. No shirtless workout picture taking this time. I did a lot of cardio and then some biceps and chest exercises, and BurBoy does his usual full body circuit which makes his body taut and lean and muscular.
 
After an hour of this exertion we head back to the room and towel off. BurBoy suggests we wash up a little bit in the shower before using the pool. We do just that, and wear our swimsuits (mine some trunk shorts I got in Phuket, him a speedo he got in Silom night Market), and then wrap towels around our waists and head over to the pool. The pool was a little bit warmer today which made the whole dip relaxing and comforting. The physical exertions of sex and exercising melted away in the small pool and the warm company of a boy who loves me.
 
Why can’t life be like this everyday? Maybe because it does not happen to me everyday that I appreciate this moment more. I work hard and bust my tail at the office so I can spend 8 weeks a year to relax and get pampered like this. I’ll take that versus not being able to do it at all. Sometimes I envy the retired among you that can do this every single day. Among the pros and cons of getting older, that probably is a pro I would love to have the most.
 
Like yesterday, today was definitely a day to relax and not care about doing anything. Except the sex of course, that’s always on the menu. Oh, and except eating yummy food, that’s another thing BurBoy and I have in common, so we will definitely do that. And maybe see a boy show tonight, that’s always going to be something I want to do when I am here. These three things will always be a part of my Bangkok holiday. Sometimes all three happens with the same boy:  I go to a show, get a boy, eat with him in one of the late-night restaurants still open or a nice food stall, and have fantastic sex with him to end the day. With BurBoy, I get two, and the boy show would be the wildcard.
 
So with the amazing sex quota filled for the day, the food and boy show part still needs to happen today. I already knew where I wanted to go for a gogo show. Tonight, I wanted to check out X-Size, a bar on Soi Twlight that I have never been to before. Dream Boy and Hot Male are my go-to’s in the Soi, and I never could quite make it to the very end of the Soi to visit X-Size. So I think tonight is the night. As for the food part, BurBoy wanted to go check out the Buffet at a super high-rise that had amazing views. He has shown me photos online of the food, the views, and the features of the high-rise, so I was sold on the idea, even if the price for dinner was a little bit pricey.
 
So food, and the X-Size boy show, on the next installment.
 
To be continued…

Day 8.0: Little Farang Lies
 
I thought I’d end the previous day’s report on a wholesome note, and not the usual way I do where we get home and BurBoy is immediately hard and I have to take care of it. But this is a recurring theme for BurBoy. I get a private moment with him and he is immediately turned on. If I sound like I am complaining, I am not. Its actually refreshing to be with someone whose sex drive is a couple of notches more voracious above mine. Having been with my BF for many years, I’ve known that my libido is no match for him, and I am fine with that. Now that I have a boy on the other extreme, so I should not complain as well.
 
After D.J. Station last night, we leisurely strolled along Silom and enjoy the quietness of the perpetually busy street. Silom, at least as long as I have been going to it, has always been eternally busy. When I wake up in certain mornings I encounter an already busy street full of office goers and kiosk vendors and the infamous traffic. At night it turns into a busy market filed with tourists, with sidewalks that are almost impassable due to the shops and the customers who buy the cheap goodies at the market. And later into the night it gets the foot traffic of the nocturnal party-goers who take advantage of Silom’s excellent and racy nightlife. But now, at 2:30 A.M., it is quiet, the sidewalks are almost empty, except for the odd reveler or a resilient food vendor. And the taxis that are waiting to whisk the revelers away to their expensive hotels line the road.
 
BurBoy fills the quiet with a hot-button question: “Why you no have boyfriend?”
 
I was a little taken aback by the questions. I stop walking and think about my answer. I have a confession to make: I have not told BurBoy about my long-time BF. Generally, I am fairly honest with money boys I take a fancy to. If they know I am committed, they know not to ask to be my boyfriend. But BurBoy is staying with me in a non-money boy capacity, and it is quite possible that he is with me because he actually likes me for me, and not for my money. Okay maybe a little bit for my money, because I pay for everything when we hang out, but if it was just for the money he would certainly have better choices out there. I do feel that if he knew I had a boyfriend, he wouldn’t want to be as intimate with me as he has been. And I crave for the intimacy he gives me.
 
So I my answers are: I am very busy with my job (true). I travel a lot for work and vacation (very true). I don’t have time for a long-time boyfriend (baldfaced lie). “You don’t want boyfriend now?” No (well, I don’t want another boyfriend at least). I am having fun with you now so I like being single (half true). “Do you want to be my boyfriend.” If I live in Bangkok, yes absolutely (probably true, I haven’t thought about it). But now I no live here so can not (I am being honest). “OK, you my boyfriend now. When you go away we no more boyfriend.” OK! I like that! (absolutely true).
 
I hate lying, but there is something about being in a different time zone, different country, and different persona that somehow made it easier to lie. I’m pretty sure the streets of Bangkok are lined with lies. How many money boys have told their customers they are “hansum man” without meaning it? How many customers have promised that they will come back to and financially support a boy? Out of all this, one thing I know is for sure, my love and affection for BurBoy is genuine. My dilemma last trip was “To butterfly or not to butterfly?” and the answer was to stay with the boy I love. This trip, “The more things change, the more they stay the same,” meant that though I have changed boys, more or less I have stayed true to the one I am with.
 
Sidenote: I wanted to title this post "Little White Lies", but I am not white, so "Little Farang Lies" might be a little bit more appropriate.
 
My love and affection for BurBoy extends to sex, naturally. He has been game to be intimate with me from Day 1 this trip, and it was my duty to at least make him feel good for his attention and care of me. We get back to the condo and again he wants to top me, so he does. I took it better than last time, maybe because I knew what it was, how it felt, and how big, it was I was getting into. I am still not a “natural” bottom, but now can at least be better at it for BurBoy. The things I do for love.
 
Bottoming is hard, so I sleep till 11:30 AM. I wake up with no alarm and I quietly get off the bed, trying not to wake the boy. As much as I want to wake him up and his raging hard-on, I need a break. My ass was still sore from the calisthenics from last night and I thought I’d luxuriate for a while and let BurBoy sleep. I close the Master bedroom door a little bit and I take my underwear, put it on and go to the kitchen. I take a mug out of the pantry and fill it with water, and put it in the microwave to heat it up. I take up one of those instant coffee mixes that had creamer and sugar in it and made me some coffee. These instant coffee mixes are usually overly sweet, but had enough caffeine to make it worth it.
 
I sit down on the couch and then I take my laptop and check some emails for a little bit and then look at news back home. News about the U.S. Presidential Election season is depressing me somewhat. I wonder how nice it would be to stay in Bangkok till November 9 to avoid all this mess. I look at porn instead. Much better. I enjoy my coffee and my short time of solitude.
 
After a few minutes BurBoy emerges from the bedroom, wearing his briefs, looking for me. He finds me and asks if I was OK. I say yes I was, why I wouldn’t be? He said I wasn’t in bed maybe I had a problem. I said I wanted him to sleep more and didn’t want to disturb him. He sits beside me and looks at my laptop and sees the porn. “You want sex na?” I tell him maybe, but now I wanted to eat because I was hungry. It was the truth but part of me wanted to delay the sex till later today.
 
I look for something to wear for breakfast and realize that I do not have any clean t-shirts anymore, and just a last pair of clean underwear. Eight days in SE Asia, changing shirts and shorts after the long sweaty days, sometimes changing 2 or 3 times a day, has exhausted my supply of fresh clothes. I could buy new stuff at the various night market kiosks that line Silom, or we can go to Chatuchak market today as it was a weekend day, but I don’t want to buy more clothes as I have plenty already back home. If I buy more I may start throwing clothes away. Dream Boy Thai guy (DTG) will like that. He told me to bring with me some clothes I never use anymore. I may do that in the future.
 
I tell BurBoy that I do not have clean clothes anymore and he suggests we look for a laundry nearby. I have my usual laundry place in Pattaya but I never had to look for one in the Silom area. I do a smell test and choose a t-shirt that wasn’t stinky and wear it. BurBoy wears the same t-shirt he has been wearing for two days and he smells amazing. How he does that is always a mystery.
 
We head out of the condo and BurBoy asks the condo guard where we can get laundry done that was close to where we are. The guard didn’t seem to know where to go on Surawong so we walk towards Rama IV to look for breakfast and laundry. BurBoy suggests we go to Bunfe Café again because he liked the creamy ham pasta dish he had yesterday. They had vey good coffee so I didn’t object to it. On the way we see this tailor shop that had a laundry sign outside:
 


I point this out to BurBoy. We cross the street and go inside. The nice man inside (Indian?) greeted us in English. BurBoy quickly speaks to him in Thai. They talk for a bit and then BurBoy nods to him and takes me so we can go out in the street. He tells me that I can get my laundry done here. They charge by the kilo and can have the clothes ready by tomorrow morning. Its nice to have someone who can just take charge like that and get things done.
 
We get to Bunfe and we order the same things from yesterday. We eat our breakfast heartily and talk about what we can do today. BurBoy tells me that he wants to go to the gym again and then get in the pool. He also tells me that he can try to give me a massage after the pool and then we can take a nap after. I ask him if sex was involved in the scenario. I get an energetic nod and he says “If massage no sex, no good na.” That is logic I can get behind for sure.
 
I get a coffee to go and we walk back to the condo. The condo had clean towels in a plastic laundry bag so I used the bag to put all my stinky clothes in. I see that most of the clothes I brought were clothes bought in previous trips to Bangkok. If I keep coming to this city, pretty soon all my clothes will be from Bangkok. BurBoy takes the bag and we head out to Hilton Tailors. BurBoy hands the bag and the vendor weighs it. He says something to BurBoy and then writes us up a receipt. BurBoy takes the receipt, hands it to me for safekeeping, and we leave to go back to the condo. He tells me the bag was worth 350 baht and we can pick the bag up around 10 AM tomorrow. 350 baht for a whole new wardrobe is more preferable than buying more clothes I don't need.
 
We get back to the condo. As I take out the condo security card to open the door, BurBoy immediately takes off his shirt. We are not even in the room and he already wants to get naked. I open the door and he rushes in and takes off his shoes and then his shorts and underwear. Naked, he takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom.
 
To be continued…

So, after fulfilling my MW fantasie and having a serious imagined talk with Vinapu I decided to go to R3 sauna. It's located north and the taxi driver takes about 20 minutes. I arrive to see that this place is way cleaner than it's sexy but dirty old sister Sauna Mania (same owners). I like the style of the place. But, style is less important than crowd and on that night out of the 80 guys there I fancied one guy. That guy was top (or at least said so to refuse me politely) so after spending there an hour in the mazes and dark rooms I realized I should give up. I get some BJs on the way but nothing too thrilling or good. Took a taxi to the ugly old sister, Sauna Mania. I have very good memories of that place from 2 years ago. I arrive at 3AM to discover it is closing. I tell the taxi driver to continue to Babylon only to discover it is closed as well (I'm an idiot for not checking that online before coming). I decide it's my time to call it a day and I tell the driver to take me back to the hotel. On the way there I get a Grindr message from my temporary hot BF from Monday. 
 
I did not tell him I returned a day earlier as planned and I meant to meet him again after the orgy party on Saturday. When I replied him, he thinks I'm not really in Bangkok but just using fakeGPS again. I tell him I'm back and he doesn't believe me. Only after I send a selfie with Le Meridien on my background he believes and wants to come. He arrives at 4AM with four beers. We talk, have sex, drink, all mixed together. Really amazing vibe that night. And I have all to thank to internalized Vinapu that did not allow me to go to sleep! We went to sleep at 7AM. I wake up at noon and start playing with his ass again. He wakes up and we start making out a little and go to the hotel pool together. I give him my gay bathing suit and I enter the pool in my undies since he was too shy to that himself. He looks so sexy in my gay bathing suit - and I took lots of his and ours photos at the pool. We make out in the pool, have drinks, lunch and chill outside. It was not a sunny day but weather was ok. At 4PM he leaves just in time for me to visit my next place on my current checklist - Prince. 
 
I arrive at prince at 5PM. Impressive facilities. Much more than those of Arena. I sit down and again a guy explains to me the deal. On display most of the guys look nice but none of them were muscular like the Arena guy I had. One guy, lean with some defined muscles smiles at me so I choose him (again, internalized Vinapu suggested that). The explaining guy said it's an excellent choice but I'm not sure if he says that regarding all guys.  We enter, I shower, then he showers, and the massage starts. Again, nice massage for that kind of place. He also does an AMAZING butt hole massage. When I turn over the service starts. He gives me a great blowjob, handjob, body to body. I did not plan on fucking him since I wanted to take the massage to just relax and let him do all the work. He asked me if I'm top and I told him yes but I don't want to fuck him. But I guess my cock was sending mixed messages so the guy decides to just take a condom and sit on me. I ambivalently surrendered and fuck that cutie - first I let him just sit and do the job but as a control freak, that lasts for me just two minutes until I change the position and power up the intensity. He cums and then makes sure I cum. That was really fun and combine that with a nice facility which makes it a great experience. Again, he asks for my phone so he can come later to my hotel. We exchange Line ID’s but I know perfectly well that I am not going to see him again because of the lack of time. Surly, with more time I would have met him - he was really fun. I see now on Line that his name is James. 
 
Went back to my hotel, and straight to soi twilight for a beer before the R3 Saturday orgy party. That party is really something special. It's not that good as it is unique. Probably 400 guys (4 of them were foreigners) were in that night. Party started at 20:30. I expected more hot guys but most of the guys were too twink for me. Even so there were some hot guys to play with. The party starts with some guys fucking in front of everyone to start and make people horny. The action it self happens on the top level and you are allowed up only naked and erect. Yes, there is a guy verifying your erection LOL. Upstairs a lot of action going on. There is a guy in charge that makes comments about the action going on and narrates the entire venue with a microphone. He also gives poppers to people. It’s hilarious, weird, and can turn me both on and off simultaneously. While I was getting a BJ he came near me and said something in Thai and everybody laughed. I knew it was not bad but only later some guy told me he said that he could see I love Thailand LOL. He was indeed right. Left that party when the orgy part ended at 22:15. As I said it was more unique than actually good by I do recommend just going and experiencing it. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not bad at all and I played with lots of guys - it’s just isn’t THAT good. But I haven't seen anything like that anywhere in the world. From there, went straight to the 22:45 Tawan show.  
 
I arrive at Tawan, get seated in a more distant spot than yesterday but I’m OK with that. In my mind I already decided I’m offing #45. Again meet with Soda and some other guy that talks to me but I invite neither. After about 20 minutes #51 sits next to me. He wears a shirt and underwear. He is quite the handsome guy and surly good on the massive side - He lets me touch his biceps and pecs and I start getting really turned on. He his not as lean as #45 or #48 or Soda - I can tell that even with his shirt on since I have a really good eye that can usually tell body fat percent using visible facial clues. He is not fat - just not shredded - that means he is without visible and prominent veins, abs and muscle fiber which all are kinda important for me. Dilemma - I think the guy is hot, we have a potentially nice start of a connection - he touches me nicely and lets me touch him and I suspect he knows how to be worshipped. Again - I have something good in my hand but maybe better elsewhere although I did not yet spot #45. I decide again in favor for what I have over what I maybe will have. We discuss price 2000 baht, I pay his off fee and we leave. I’ll spare you the detailed MW oil, flex, touch, lick routine since it was quite similar. Indeed the "not enough low fat percent" had some effect on my satisfaction but it’s still very hot. There were only two things in this session that compensated on his not low enough fat percent: the first was a really good BJ which I did not expect, and the second is that I cum by fucking his bicep. That really turned me on. If you have no idea what I’m talking about or how does that look like, you will always find a porn film that will help All and all a really nice session. We shower together, I pay him and he leaves. 
 
After that, probably 1AM, I’m tired As Fuck and text my new BF that I’m going to sleep, and he is more than welcomed to come to the lobby, tell them to call and wake me up so I can come and get him from the lobby. I tell him I don’t mind that he comes in the middle of the night, I just want to hold him again one last night. He sees that and says he is coming in 5 minutes with beers so instead I just go to the lobby to pick him up for our last night together. 
 
Last part coming soon. 

Last part of my report.    It's 1AM. I'm tired, waiting in the lobby for that special hot guy that became my almost monogamous BF for 72 non consecutive hours in BKK. I see him again coming and I still get excited as I see this tall, handsome, muscular and sweet guy coming to my direction and wanting to spend with me my last night in Bangkok. We kiss passionately in the lobby and go upstairs.    At the room we start drinking and talking. We talk about life, gay life, gay love etc. For two hours. We are also drinking. By 3AM we are both quite drunk and after a long talk. We make out for another half an hour and decide to go to sleep. This time he holds me and I feel safe in his big warm hands at night. We wake up at 10 AM straight to breakfast that closes at 11. After that we go to the room, fuck, and do our pool routine again: dip, make out, drink, talk. Sunday was an extremely sunny day in BKK and we both get a good tan. I need to check out by 3PM so we decide to go back to the room to say our goodbyes. The hard thing with those short intense connections is the goodbye part. I really liked him and was also extremely attracted to him. I get a little emotional on the goodbye phase. We kiss, promise each other that we will meet although we both know that chances are that this is the last time we see each other in this lifetime.    A bit emotional, I did the reasonable gay relaxation activity for that situation. I went shopping. Arrived to Platinum mall at 15:30. Bought some nice and relatively very cheap underwear, polos, tank tops and shirts to both myself and my husband. We share all our clothes except underwear and shoes. Bought some more guilt relief presents like perfume and a necklace so he feels that he got real presents that are entirely his. I wasn't guilty of doing anything I was not allowed to, but still I felt a little guilty so more presents from him hehe.    At 17:00, I was a little exhausted and I needed some relief. So, of course, no other option but return to Prince. As I return, the mamasan guy greets me and the same routine of display occurs. Supply of guys similar with a relatively bigger than others guy catches my eye. I ask the explaining guy about him and he says he's OK. I should have known that means something that is not that good cause yesterday he mentioned that my choice was excellent. But, I took him anyway since visually he was the best on display. After already choosing him a REALLY hot guy shows up. So I want to change but I don't want to offend no one so I decide to go ahead and if things are not great, go for a second round. The guy is nice, kinda hot, and does a nice massage. Upon turning he gives me a very good BJ. He continues working on me and wants me to fuck him but I refuse. I already decided in my head I wanted seconds The guy feels bad that I don't wanna cum but I assured him the massage was nice.   I go outside sit down calmly and take a longer time to really examine the boys. No one thinks I'm asking for seconds so I allow myself to examine them all more thoroughly while drinking their after massage drink. After I spot the REALLY hot guy from earlier, I ask the explanation guy about him. He then asks me if the previous one was not good to which I answered it was OK. He then told me that my yesterday's choice is one of the best he's got and that the one I want now for seconds is quite a bad choice and he already got several complaints regarding him. He then takes his phone out and shows me a picture of quite a hot guy, named Pong. He is in good shape so I tell him it's cool and he comes and gets him from the back. Massage quality with him is kind of the same with again an excellent BJ. He is versatile. I explain to him I'm not into fucking him so he just massages my cock, balls ass and I cum. It was a nice one, but yesterday's guy was better than both of them. Although Pong is hotter than him. I leave Prince with two hours left till I need to take my luggage and end this adventure. Babylon it is.    Babylon is way nicer on a Sunday evening. Probably 150 guys inside and all the inner mazes and room are open this time. Although lots of crowd that night, I spot only one guy that I want but he is talking near the pool to someone and they seem intimate. Also the naked zone is open. Having been in the past, I never saw Babylon’s naked zone so I don't know if it is new or just I didn't explore that place enough on earlier adventures. The naked zone is really cool and clean. Side note: all of Babylon’s facilities are always in super shape - this is probably the cleanest and tidiest sauna in the world I have ever been to. And I have seen way too many saunas in my life. Back to the naked zone - a really fun place where I have some fun with foreigners and locals but with none of them I wish to enter a cabin. I go back up again after an hour to see the guy still in the same position so I decided to just enter the pool and chill before I leave. I have one hour left. I enter the pool naked since my bathing suit is in my luggage. Apparently that is forbidden so they ask me to get out of the pool after 2 minutes. I thought that was a little strange since it is an all mem place but anyway I just needed the dip and I got it. I go to the showers and pass by the guy I wanted earlier and give him a gay eye gaze to make sure he understand that I'm into him. After I shower I see he left his guy just standing near the wet steam room. It is probable that the guy he was with hates me for taking his guy. Or maybe they were just friends to begin with. I don't know and don't care that much cause I'm horny and got one hour left. We enter the steam room. He is taller and his back his way wider than mine which I think that was what initially draw my attention to him. His shoulders also make me wet and I start touching them gently while kissing him. We talk a little. He is 31yo Argentinian expat in BKK. Versatile. I tell him I got only 45 minutes so we go, shower together and to the cabin. At the cabin we make out, suck, rim and I fuck him. Only wished he kissed better but other than that it was a nice and fun way to end this adventure. We cum, shower and leave Babylon together.   It's 2130 and my Amman flight is at 00:30. I take a motorcycle to the meridien, take my luggage and arrive to suvarnabhumi. Flight is overbooked and they offer 200USD, hotel and transfers back to BKK to those willing to fly tomorrow. I pass. I had my fun, and it is my time to go back home, work, husband, dog. I board, sit, and feel very satisfied and overwhelmed about the past week. Fell asleep before lift-off and woke up in Amman 8 hours later. Short connection, and I'm home with my husband and dog. Life returns gradually to normal rhythm.    It's already 5 days since this short and intense adventure ended. It was yet another great trip that I will surely remember and cherish. I really needed this one, my life is about to change upside down with the upcoming baby and I felt I needed my last chance for a true, self-centered, hedonistic, gay trip. I feel that I got it and can now approach more calmly this upcoming big change. In a matter of weeks we will be flying to the USA for the birth (it’s a surrogacy process in the USA because in Israel, gay couples can’t do that yet). I am both excited and scared. But at least I know now I had my last adventure before everything changes.       Thanks for reading and for the feedback.    Shabbat Shalom.   

Had a few days in Bangkok en route somewhere else, so I thought I'd indulge in a few massage places I hadn't previously tried and I'm happy to share my experiences.
 
First up was Art Massage, a shop along the Surawong road (same side as Tarntawan Place). I chose this as I took a liking to the boy sitting outside. He showed me up to the second floor, with separate rooms (though walls not fully up to ceiling height), and a single shower room along the same corridor. As I appeared to be the only customer, I took a risk at leaving my clothes and money in the room while I took a shower.
 
It was a good massage, with just the right mix of actual massage and sensual/erotic moves that keep you interested throughout.
 
At one point, he asked me if I was gay and then affirmed that he was too. Armed with that information, he shed his own clothes shortly afterwards and the final part of the session was concluded with some mutually enjoyable fun. Overall, an excellent time.
 
For a potentially different experience, I booked a session at Dr Bear in Sukhumvit. Making the arrangements via WhatsApp was easy enough, and the place is upmarket by general standards. In fact, so was the massage, a selection of Ob-orn and Organ II which I selected on the clipboard I was given at the start.
 
For two hours, it was a combination of bliss and some of the unexpected, a truly professional experience. I've had something similar in London for four times the price. Expensive for Bangkok, mind, but I thought it good value.
 
Another day resulted in total frustration: I thought I'd go to S52, only to find when I got to the premises that it's closed with another occupant there. I thought I'd searched around on the forum to check it was still operating and I don't recall any reference to it's closure. As I was in the right area, I thought I'd visit Boys Club, one stop further down the line. But although as it turned out, I was right outside, the lack of any sort of sign, made me doubt, and confused by some out of date addresses and telephone numbers provided by Google, I gave up. After all, you don't want to randomly slide back doors without having some assurance it's the right place.
 
I did, however, return to Boys Club a couple of days later, spurred on by some good reports and useful information provided by other members.
 
When I went, Sunday lunchtime, there was only one boy on duty. I was happy enough although the boy didn't speak Thai or English which made communication a little difficult. I tried to request 90 minutes oil massage (having not been asked or given a price at reception) but after some false starts, the boy said he could only do 60 but 'would try'. This didn't exactly help my mood and I came to the conclusion that the session would be a bit of a dud. His massage skills were ok, but it was lacking any kind of sexual tension which, of course, makes the experience exciting, even though he was also naked from the start. After he'd done my legs and bum, he asked me to turn over, at which point I thought I'd try and move things up a gear. As a trained masseur myself, I got more actively involved, something which got the session going and the boy joined in very enthusiastically. He was a sweet lad (with a great cock) and we both ended up very happy.
 
I think it goes to show that sometimes the best experiences are when you least expect it.
 
In general, I, for one, tend to prefer going to the 'less obviously gay' places (like Art above) where you're not sure how things will pan out, and so you're pleasantly surprised when they turn out well. Plus you're likely to have had a good massage along the way.

Day 7.7 Hey Mr DJ, put a record on. I wanna dance with my baby.
 
I have been out dancing with Myanmar Boy (BurBoy) before. So as we leave Soi Twilight I know what he wanted to do before we dance our asses off.  BurBoy announces that if he was going to dance all night, we better we get something to eat first. I thought that was a good idea. He was like me, a person with a huge appetite for food, and for sex. After the show in Dream Boy I see that the Soi is in full swing with a lot of people drinking in the bars and walking around.
 
We make our way to Silom Rd. by crossing Surawong with my usual abandon. BurBoy tries to restrain me as some cars barrel through the road. It’s so easy to get carried away in Bangkok, especially in Silom, flitting from one bar to another. It’s a wonder that I am still alive after 11 trips. We go through Soi Thaniya and see that it is also in full swing. Unlike Soi Twilight, the Soi is wide and spacious. I’ve always found it interesting that there is a Japanese section for the girl bars in Bangkok. I wonder if there is a Japanese section for boy bars, or are there just not enough of them for this to be profitable.
 
We make a left as we head to the direction of D.J. Station, our destination tonight. BurBoy was in the mood for street food so he started perusing the kiosks on Silom. He would look at the food at each kiosk and would sometimes stop and talk to the vendor to see if they had what he wanted. We get almost to Rama IV Road before he sees a vendor with photos of the food he likes:
 

 
He talks to the lady vendor about her food, and then she gives him the menu. He looks at it before giving it to me so I can take a look. It was a usual menu I usually see with street food vendors. It’s pages with giant pictures of the food, with a caption in Thai and sometimes in English. After looking at it I decide on two things, and BurBoy decides on two things as well. He explains our choices to the lady, no doubt telling the lady to make some of the dishes not too spicy for my bland farang taste buds.
 
We sit down at one of the tables that were by the vendor. BurBoy immediately takes the fan that was plugged in a cord connected somewhere, and aims it at me. It was sort of warm, and we were about to eat spicy food, so he knows I will need some type of air circulation. My boys know me. He sits down with me to wait for the food and I take a photo of Silom Rd, the BTS, and the sidewalk at 12 midnight:
 

 
We were in the quieter part of Silom because we were close to Rama IV, and away from the night market somewhat, so it was tamer. After 10 minutes of talking and making kissy faces with each other, the vendor calls on BurBoy to tell him some of the dishes are ready. He waits:
 

 
He takes the dishes to our table as they become ready. We chose Tom Yum, Chicken with Basil, Shrimp Omelet, and a Seafood Salad and Soup thing I forgot what was called:
 

 

 
We dig in, and wild dogs could not tear us away from the deliciousness that we were partaking in. Everything tasted so good, and was really what we both wanted tonight. We talk, we laugh, he wipes some sweat off my forehead, and just enjoy the feast. I pay for the meal (650 baht with waters), and head off to dancing.
 
It was 12:30 PM and we were energized from the dinner. We head over to the direction of Silom Soi 2 and the sidewalks are filled with people and activity. We go in the Soi and take out our IDs (California Driver’s License for me, Myanmar International Worker’s I.D. for BurBoy) and get it checked by the bouncers. We then go through the metal detector security thing (I’ve never heard it beep ever) and join the throngs of revelers currently in the premises.
 
There are a bunch of bars and dancefloors in the premises with different kinds of things happening in each. Some had people lounging in bar tables, one had a ladyboy performance, others were dancing in the small dancefloors in other bars. But of course the central part of the party compound is D.J. Station, the ultra-famous gay dance club, and that was where most of the revelers in the compound were here to visit. I’ve seen it on slow days before, which is usually on a rainy weeknight at low season, but now it's Friday night, the weather was fine, and the club was busy.
 
We get in line with the others to get in the club. I pay 600 baht for both of us, which includes two drink tickets for each person. We get in and we are immediately enveloped in a sea of boys. I wish I was taller. We go to the closest bar in the first floor and we get our drinks (rum and coke and gin and tonic) and find a spot where we can people watch. I take a photo of the revelry:
 

 

 

 

 
The music was the usual amazing latest dance pop/EDM/house music that every gay boy knows by heart. The lights, colors and ambiance in the club were great. And the boys, and there were a lot of them, were, for the most part, hot. Everyone was having a good time, either dancing to the beat, watching the boys dance, or talking to each other and catching up. I always love going here, though I don’t usually get to come here every trip. I have gone here with my BF before and enjoyed how much he got hit on by some of the boys. Being an adorable tall white drink of water will do that. I have been here with my American friends and the vibe is strikingly similar to the clubs back home, except that the drinks are cheaper, the dance floor busier, and the boys hotter.
 
Sometimes I have gone alone, oftentimes to check out a Grindr hookup before doing the deed later in the night. Sometimes I just come here for the hell of it to check out the scene and not have an agenda. But most of all, I like going here with the boys I like the best. Cambodia Boy (CB) had a blast coming here and he got to dance his little heart out. One former Dream Boy regular I used to have a lot of long time offs before was also a regular companion for me. I’ve been here with BurBoy before and I always have a blast going here with him.
 
We decide to get closer to the platform where most of the hot boys were dancing. We find an empty spot close to the stairs. We settle in and I take more photos:
 

 

 
We couldn’t stand it any longer. We hurriedly finish our drinks and get on the dance floor to dance. BurBoy takes off his shirt as he usually does because he sweats a lot when he dances. I enjoy watching him bump and boogie to the beat and see his perfect torso glisten with the laser lights kissing his body. He keeps me close, as always, with a hand on me the whole time. He gives me little kisses, pecks in the cheek, or a deep smooch. In a club of 300 or so boys, he has a way to make the whole experience intimate.
 
I take a photo of the disco mirror ball, acting more of an embellishment than the central part of the club:
 

 
We are thirsty again so we head over to the stairs and look for the second floor bars. We get same same drinks and hang out for a while just people watching. We see a smattering of young and old farang in the premises, but 85% of the revelers were Asian. BurBoy takes a few selfies of himself, some with me, and some just me. He asks a boy nearby to take our photo. He shows me the photo and we actually look good in it. He Lines me the photos and he sends it to his friends as well. Unlike CB he does not Facebook any of our activities.
 
We make a circuit in the second floor, checking out the different parts of the club and loved people watching as well. We get towards the back of the club were the music wasn’t as loud and we were able to have a nice conversation while finishing out drinks. We check out some of the boys as well, and BurBoy would have a remark once in a while of a boy he found cute. We head back to the front of the club and I take more photos:
 

 

 

 

 
I love going to this vantage point in the club and just gawk at the boys. Its nice to just take in the moment and see everyone without a care in the world. We all get to be boys again tonight.
 
We were deciding what to do next when a cute young farang goes to me, takes my right hand puts something in the palm of my hand and closes my hand to form a ball. He then says “Have fun tonight!” and kisses me and BurBoy in the cheek, and then leaves with his friends. BurBoy asks if I knew him, I tell him I didn’t. I open my hand and see that the boy gave me two drink tickets. We get more booze! It was our night. We get our third drink at the second floor bar and talk about our good fortune. BurBoy holds me close, and tries to communicate to me how much appreciates being here tonight, without saying a word. 
 
As we wrap up our night we count our lucky stars that we get to spend time together in a place that embraces us. With 300 new best friends, we all toast and celebrate the night filled with so much promise and potential. Tomorrow, for most of us, we have to go back to our real lives and deal with a harsher and less forgiving world. But for a night, for a few hours, 300 of us get to be ourselves, or at least what we strive to be, and celebrate our love for each other.

Just landed! I wanna write as close as possible to the experience while my memory is fresh and accurate.
 
This is my third trip report and my third trip to Thailand. In the last couple of months I decided I need one final trip of fun before I become a father (in just one month!!). Some of my friends suggested we go for that purpose to Amsterdam and Berlin and we started planning that trip. But, when a friend of mine who is living in Koh Phangan suggested I come and visit him, I decided to take that opportunity (and excuse) to visit what has become my favorite city in the world, Bangkok.
 
I will re introduce myself. Israeli 32 yo married guy. Love to travel the world both alone and together with my partner. When we are together we are in kind of a closed relationship – we have sex with other people but only together. When we are apart we do whatever we want. That is probably the main reason I love traveling alone. I also love clubbing which was less possible this journey considering the Thai situation.
 
This was a very short trip, so probably this report will be short as well. Nonetheless it was totally worth the long journey and exceeded my expectations.
 
For me, The trip started actually a week before the flight. I changed my GPS to Le meridien in Bangkok. I originally planned to stay in Tarantawan but as the trip came closer I realised I wanted a more pampering hotel and one with a 24 hour gym (the reason for that will become clear later on). So in the week I8ve been FakeGPSing to BKk I talked to lots of guys, mostly local. I already know, from previous trips, that my stocks are higher in BKK than TLV so I aimed only to what was for me really hot guys. I had too many contacts considering I was planning only 2 non consecutive nights in BKK. But I'd rather have it this way than the other way around.
 
Regarding the apps, I will say that on a discussion here that occurred last month I stated that Grindr always works best for me anywhere in the world. I take that back since as I think it was Firecat that stated - Hornet works in BKK almost as good as grindr and allows notifications and multiple photos. Still, guys per square kilometer is lower in Hornet than Grindr but I can see the advantages of Hornet. And it was Hornet that helped me find the guy that became my almost monogamous BF for this trip.
 
So before coming to Bangkok, I saw on Hornet a really hot guy. He looked Israeli or Arab to me but I was wrong (although not too wrong). He was a little too tall for me but I was willing to try since he was both beautiful and muscular. He also wore a really provocative gay shirt which I really liked. So my pick up line for him on Hornet was "I can't decide what I want more, your shirt, or you". I was afraid that was too direct since we Israelis tend to be that way but he replied "you can have either, or both". Apparently he made this shirt by himself and he is starting his way as a designer in BKK. So once I realized that I can really have them both I got really excited. And since he is at the beginning of his journey, the price he takes is really low. I wanted to add a picture of my magnificent, provocative, new gay shirt but I realized he signed it at the bottom and I do respect his anonymity in this post. Also some of the detalis in this paragraph are blurred to keep his anonymity.
 
Now after a way too long prologue, to my trip. I flew from TLV through Amman with Jordanian airlins. An 11 hour journey which is about the same length as taking the direct route with the shitty Israeli airline that can't fly above most Arab countries so they do a big detour. Landed at Bangkok 4PM October 17th. Bought a sim card (250 baht), took a taxi (400 baht) to the meridien (110 usd a night) and quickly went to drinks at soi twilight since I had an hour to kill till until I get my shirt and hopefully the guy that comes with it.
 
Soi twilight was kinda empty but it was still rather early in the evening. Sat for a beer at the first bar on the left (hotmale?), had a conversation with another foreign couple while the Thai guys started talking to me offering me all kinds of dirty offers but non of them were my taste so I just laid back and enjoyed the conversation and the atmosphere.
 
After an hour I returned to my hotel and waited in the lobby for thr guy and my shirt. When he came I was way excited since he was as hot as his pictures was. In my room we tried the shirt. He was stressed that the size was not right and suggested he make a new one, smaller but I liked that it was not tight and really liked how it looked on me. After I got my shirt, it was time to see if the guy was really into more. We sat on my bed and started talking and not after a long time I started kissing him. I usually can know if sex will be good for me just by kissing. It may sound weird but for me kissing is the most important part of sex and kissing with him was awsome. After about an half an hour of kissing, touching, sucking he wanted to fuck me. I then remembered that we never talked about what we liked before. He probably assumed that if he is taller than me then I will botton for him. I told him i don't bottom, not even for my husband since I really hate the pain. He happily opened his legs for me and I had a really good time with him. After we both cum twice it was about 1030 and he suggested if I have time we go to dinner.
 
That was for me the dilemma point of this trip. I had to choose between spending more time with a guy that I Just met but know he is good for me both sexually and friendly or just carry on to my plans and go to Tawan and see what the night brings on me. If it would have happened to me when I was younger I would definitely carry on to the next guy and adventure. But I am wiser now, and experience taught me - if you have something good enjoy it while you can. So I decided to have dinner with him. He took me to a Lebanese restaurant in Silom which was nice. When we finished it was almost midnight. I offered him to spend the night with me and he agreed happily. Night with him was exciting. I'm not used to holding all night a big handsome muscular guy and got horny really fast again so I started playing with his ass while he sleeps and slowly woke him up (it was about 4am) only to have sex again. And same thing at about 9am. Although it was quite a sleepless night I felt refreshed and we went to breakfest at 10am. Breakfast was high clas and we returned to the room to make out some more. He then asked me if I want him to leave so I can have some alone time and that was indeed exactly what I wanted. So we kissed goodbye, and I told him I'll talk to him when I return to BKK after koh phangan.
 
Although all my big plans for that night changed, I was determined to make the most of the few hours left till my flight to Koh Phangan. I went to Arena. A little hard to find at the beginning but after going back and forth the street I succeeded. When I entered it was probably 2pm. Once I entered immediately all the guys stood up in front of me and a guy explained to me the details. I took a 1 hour oil massage. Choosing the guy was easy for me since I wanted a big muscular masseur that will try and compensate for my lost Tawan evening. There was only one guy that fit that description so I chose him. I don't remember his name but I now see that his name in Line is นพภาณุ which translates in google to Panu. So maybe thats his name. The massage part was nice for that kind of massage but the best part was when he told me to turn and oiled himself as well. At that point he understood how much his body turned me on and started flexing while allowing to enjoy his hard flexed muscles. It didn't take me long to cum after that. It was a really good Tawan compensation. We then showered together and he cleaned all my body and I cleaned his. Before I left he wanted to show me some of his pics from gym since he knew it would turn me on, and so it did. He than asked for my phone so he could add me on Line. It was kind of purpose less since I had too little time and too much to do. But I took it anyway so if anyone wants a nice bodybuilder and enjoy his muscular body, PM me and I'll send you his details. Although if someone thinks that sending those details is inappropriate, please tell me that since I'm not always sure how those things work and if it is common to share that info here.
 
I had 2 hours till I needed to leave to my flight. I returned to Le meridien, checked out, and did what every gay guy in BKK would do when needed to kill time - Babylon. Although I was not horny (I did cum 5 times in about 15 hours!), I wanted to chill there and if someone is hot enough maybe have some fun.
 
Arrived to babylon at about 3pm with my luggage. I had two hours. I started exploring the maze and steam rooms. None of the guys were my type. I got sucked several times by some Asian twinks but did not want to go to the room with neither of them. After an hour of fun and exploring the sauna I decided to relax by the pool with some electronic music. I took from my suitcase my very gay and minimal bathinh suit. I decided to check if my phone is water proof as they claim it is and swam for another half an hour with music which was really fun. After that I took my luggage and went to Suvarnabhumi for my flight to Samui. On the way there I started contemplating on the thought to arrive to BKK not on Saturday the 22nd but a day earlier and enjoy the entire weekend back in BKK.
 
This came out way longer than I expected. I'll write more soon.

I have to give a nod to Numizu for the events of my final night in Chiang Mai.  I started off the night by going to New My Way.  I got there sometime after 9pm and the bar was empty.  They were still transporting beer and ice from a delivery truck to the bar.
 
Nothing started at the bar till 10:15 when the guys in the bar pulled off their shirts and walked the stage to present themself to the audience which consisted of me alone.  When the first guys came out in jeans, shoes and no shirt, I balked at thinking this was as good as it gets for them, but after a while some decent guys appeared but I called for the check and beat feet over to Adams Apple.  
 
I think I like Adams apple.  I like seeing the guys in underwear and bare feet.  I asked one dark skin guy to sit with me during the show.  I was told he was new and didn't speak english.  He reminded me of an unsure and timid rabbit.  Every time I shifted position in my seat he looked at me with a look of worry.  Several times I eased him back into the seat to relax.  After the show I saw another guy who was the opposite of the guy I was sitting with.  This guy was very white in skin color with confidence to spare.  When the show was over and the bar was nearing closing time, he made his way to me and said hello.  We talked and I took a page from numizu and had him join us with a drink.  We all clinked beers and me and the new guy talked as I stroked the leg of the dark new guy.
 
After a short talk I offed the confident guy.  He wanted to know if I wanted a 3 way and I said no...  Only him.  I could tell that the new guy would feel hurt and I again looked to numizu and gave him a tip of 300 baht to smooth his feelings.  
 
The confident guy (Who often performs in the erotic show) had a motorbike and drove me back to my room at PJ's place.  Once there he let me have my way with him and i was happy to suck and lick his body from the tips of his toes to the lobes of his ears.  It was difficult dealing with the curve of his cock but once I found the perfect angle we became delighted.  Like the guy before he pulled me off and asked if he can fuck me now.  I told him it is up to him.  He can fuck my ass or continue to fuck my mouth.  He happily chose my mouth.  While thrusting he asked me breathlessly, "Can I cum?  Can I cum?"  He came and soon after i came.  
 
Soon after our fun, he showered and wanted to shower with me but I had to do some work on the computer so we showered separately.
 
Before he left he asked for my line app info and we connected on the app.
 
His tip was 1500 baht.  I am told the tip in Chiang Mai is 1200 baht but it was easier to give 1500.
 
Now i am in Pattaya at the Ambiance Hotel.  I was at Oscars bar when I sadly learned the King died.  I will talk about that in the next post.  I have to do some work right now.

I have taken a few pictures but pulling them off the phone and posting them here in the thread related to my info seems too much like work haha  
 
So far today.  It was a lazy day.  I had to do some work on my computer and while doing that I answered a post from a guy or hornet.  We have been playing tag since I got here.  He's a 24yo guy with dark skin and a slight build.  The pic he sent showed an every-day run of the mill cute guy.  He wanted 400 baht for some fun.  I figured what did I have to loose.  It was 11am and I told him my location.  He arrived at 11:15 and the guy in the picture didn't arrive.  I say that because he looked much better in person then he did in the picture.  
 
We did the customary small talk as I went about drawing the curtains and preparing the bed.  He went to shower and I stripped out of my clothes. 
 
Now I should say that we already agreed that he is a Top and I am a Bottom.  So when he came out of the shower I had to do some convincing for him to lay face-down on the bed.  He complied but his mood was suspicious and guarded.  I started with a massage that turned into licking, sucking and nibbling.  I heard a few hushed sighs escape from him and soon he flipped on his back displaying his thick cock.  
 
I love being oral with the guys and his body begged for it.  I loved licking his low hanging balls.  I never met a Thai guy with balls that hung so low and were so big.  They matched the thickness of his cock.  I teased his nipples, chest, legs and balls with my lips and tongue until we could not wait anymore.  After all the teasing, I engulfed his cock and he nearly jumped from the bed.  I began to wonder if he was new at this?    
 
Several times he pushed me off to stop himself from cumming.  Then we went back at it. I let him stop me 2 more times but I was getting tired.  I changed my position to allow his big cock to have easy, deep and full penetration access to my mouth and sucked him fast and deep.  I used every oral trick I could..  Going down forced the thick blunt head of his cock into my throat passage.  I think he may have expected me to want him to fuck me, but I wanted to make him cum.  He soon began to main warnings which changed to loud warnings that grew into him trying to pull me off,  but change to pushing me down.  I was ready to let him cum in my mouth but he pushed so far I was afraid he would cum in my throat.  Now I was pushing him back and he was holding on for dear life!  
 
When it was over.  we showered separately and I thought I would have some fun and tease him.  I asked him how much I owed him and asked if 300 baht was the agreed price.  He said yes 300 Baht.  I have him 1000 baht and received a hug and a kiss on the cheek in exchange.
 
I later left the room to find Tho brothers Massage.  I found the place only to find that it has closed.  Two brothers bar is still around but they told me the massage has closed.  I got a message from Bubbles Massage on Planet Romeo to try them.  I used their info to show a tuk tuk driver their map and address.  He took me to the address but we could not find the place.  Google maps was of no help since they don't have their business uploaded to the map yet.  I messaged them on Planet Romeo but we had trouble communicating my difficulties.  After talking with 3 more drivers I gave up.  It was God's way of telling me not to go....
 
So tonight...  Maybe New My Way bar?  Maybe an off from someplace.