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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU !!!
 
 
 
Day 5
 
Today another trip to a ruins nobody heard of.  Sambor Prei Kuk is lost in the jungle assembly of temples from pre-Angkorian times, probably there are oldest survived buildings in the whole country. Now since they are preparing to get site listed as World Heritage by UNESCO place is relatively easy to access with paved road all the way through, good 150 km from Siem Reap and close to Khompong Thom. So for interesting travelers between Phnom Penh and Siem Reap it’s easy to break a trip there to visit the site.
 
I got up early again , this time at 5 a.m. which gave me a little bit time to catch with internet and e-mails as wi-fi at River Queen works perfect.
At 7  I saw car but nobody in so decided to see what is going on and shortly I saw Malla the driver , marching with Sarteh the guide from Siamroads.com , one who put together remote parts of my stay in Cambodia. Very nice and knowledgeable guide , did I mention handsome too ?
 
Since I skipped breakfast we stopped on the outskirts of Siem Reap and purchased French baguettes filled with all kinds of delicacies, last vestige of colonial rule in Cambodia. Of course later on I had my beer to complement such a breakfast.
 
Temples of Sambor are built from bricks and much smaller that Angkor ones , spread over extensive area of forest and destructive force of nature visible on almost any one of them. Here and there are termite  hills and sightseeing here makes for nice time as almost all trails in the forest are in the shade. Having Sareth to explain and show around as well as somebody to talk to added greatly to an experience.  
 
 
Definitely worth of trouble and expense of getting there with a bonus of avoiding inevitable hordes of visitors in most popular Angkor sites. But place is gaining popularity and by no means we were only visitors there  but with place so spread out there’s room for everybody.
 

 
outside 
 

 
and inside 
 

 

 
suicidal force of nature  - fallen tree strangled by another one
 

 
On way back we stopped at the market at Khompong Thom where I treated us with some local delicious dessert and at one money exchange counter they helped  me to get some older circulated banknotes for my paper money collection. Nice souvenirs , a bit costly but easy to carry.
We were back in Siem Reap early afternoon, tomorrow I have break with far away trips having some local plans to visit two temples I did not see last time. I will see Malla after tomorrow for another remote , exotic and I’d say epic escapade.
My handsome airport driver Sochea was in the lobby so  I confirmed I’m hiring his tuk-tuk for a tomorrow trip  to Western Mebon, which is north of airport and Phnom Krom temple up on hill above Tonle Sap lake.
 Afternoon and early evening spent wandering through the markets and streets, mandatory T-shirt bought as well as few fridge magnets.
In the evening I went to the alley parallel to the Pub Street  where Linga bar is , had a dinner in one of restaurants and sat down with my beer at the bar with an intention to survey massage scene there.
 There were few boys congregating in the back. At one point boss , knowing already that I’m aiming at massage in order to speed my decision perhaps advised me that only 1 room is left available so I shut down my tablet and went to the back    where boys are congregating . Boy was assigned to me from rotation which I did not mind as he was looking good to those tired eyes. 1hr 19 $, 1.5 – 26$ -I  took that session as always.
3 massage rooms upstairs from the bar, well appointed, marbles , hot water , mattress on elevated pedestal.
 
Boy dressed in singlet and underwear , pretty soon my foot was positioned firmly against his jewels but my foot  movement was met with stern ‘what are you doing? ‘ just to keep appearances I guess
Since he did not move even an inch.
 
Massage was good and playing mouse and cat trying to reach contents of his undies was fun but we did not go further than just those semi-innocent games. But I liked an experience, showered alone after massage, tipped 30 $ and left smiling . Certainly not as adventurous as Blue Hatha but potential is there for those who are determined I guess.
 
Today , pretty tired with all those adventures and in view of more tomorrow I went to bed earlier , again alone and this is how I finished day 5.  

day 4 continued
 
We returned the same way but we stopped in Anlong Veng to visit house of Ta Mok, Brother # 5, and Khmer Rouge military commander. It’s strange that such a butcher is still remembered and his house on the lake preserved although completely emptied of any furniture. In the yard two cages which served as a prison for Khmer Rouge victims and Pol Pot’s mobile radio station.
 

 
 
Can’t say  2 $ admission is money well spent but such is Cambodia’s convoluted history that even butchers like those two are still remembered fondly by part of population. And instead of summarily   condemning them ,  one needs to think why? For me it was very chilling as I remember horrors of Khmer Rouge and times when country was completely isolated from the outside world.
 
Often conveniently forgotten  is fact that after  Khmer Rouge were pushed to the jungles on Thai border  and made Anlong Veng their capital for few years they kept a seat at UN as Democratic Kamuchea with west’s  support   despite all horrors of their rule being already revealed, confirmed and  well known. Vagaries of policy of containment  of communism I guess.  
 
Anlong Veng, capital of horrors , now sleepy backwater

 
On our way back we stopped close to Banteai Srei temple and I bought locally made palm sugar to treat myself and support local economy. In the hotel as expected my suitcase I was  moved to a penthouse suite , in fact it is an apartment with living room , bedroom and kitchen annex full with microwave. Extremely good deal.
 
Tourist part over , time for some earthly fun so I went to Blue Hatha for a massage . Only 5 minutes walk and I was there / I learned hatha means hand in Khmer/.
 
Centrally located, two blocks from Pub Street. 6-7 boys on duty, similar format to HERO , boys behind the glass and you pick up whomever you like the most. Took my usual 1.5 hr. session with boy with broadest  smile at me.
 
 1 hr.- 15 USD , 1.5 hr. 20 USD. Only cold shower, shower alone .Mattress on elevated pedestal. Massage good, boy in underwear, removed at bit later. Pretty soon talk turned to boyfriends , marriage proposals etc. Shortly speaking  , hint was given that more than massage is available and will be provided on request.
 
After massage shower together , boy mentioned he doesn’t like cold shower but soldiered on. Tipped 40 and left smiling , planning to return as quite a few boys took my fancy but life run it’s course.
 
From Blue Hatha  I went to the alley where Linga bar is and had a dinner, treated myself with  my favorite roasted duck but while costly / 8$ / clearly they did not have an idea how to roast it but at least I filled myself up . Rest of evening spent wandering in the Old Market area, dropped at Station bar to see the show, nothing   fancy but both boys performing eye candies.
 
Passed by Barcode bar and massage and noticed some of masseurs soliciting business are very handsome indeed but still little I knew what future will bring.
 
Just before  midnight returned to the room knowing tomorrow another adventure is waiting and so day 4 was over. 

Day 4
 
I’m not and never been long sleeper and when I added excitement of being again in Cambodia, my second  favorite country to travel effect of going to bed early last night was rising even earlier  at ungodly and insane for a most hour 3.30 a.m.
You can say whatever you want but I subconsciously wanted to extend as much as possible  one of most important days in my travels ever.
 
Ever since one day in early 70-ties when Cambodia was republic with Lon Nol in charge I learned about temple of Preah Vihear, high in mountains on Thai-Cambodia border I wanted to visit her. Placed firmly on my list of places I must visit before I die for all those years was just there.
 
Economy , politics, Khmer Rouge, Vietnam war, Thai-Cambodian conflict about temple ownership at times even violent , you name it,  stood in the way of getting there. In meantime list was shorter and shorter and shorter and upon return from another trip to must-see place last January I realized that only one item is still listed – Preah Vihear.  Then it was only matter of time to obliterate that childhood list.
 
That time came today. Before departure  to Cambodia I contacted Sareth, guide listed on Siamroads website our member Moses is helping with and asked him to arrange for couple trips to places not many people heard of and even less went to and Preah Vihear trip was supposed first one of them.
 
Sareth himself was not available today  but he made sure that at 7 a. m. car with like he said’ gay friendly ‘ driver Malla rolled in front of hotel. Introduction , handshake  and off we went. I did not have a chance to eat breakfast but  we stopped somewhere on the way  for some nourishments.   I like Khmer food better than Thai as is not that spicy by the way.
 
Those days getting to the temple is easy, paved road all the way from Siem Reap through Anlong Veng, Pol Pot’s last stronghold. 15 years ago when asking about going to Anlong Veng I got universal ‘ no way, impossible and  dangerous ‘ answers. Now  it’s breeze. After about 3 hours Dangreak Mountains appeared and one of the mountains on horizon was pointed by Malla as  site of the temple.
 

 
Step one is to check at visitor centre where one buys 10$ ticket  and for 5$ secures motorcycle with driver who is taking us up to the mountain. Road there is paved but very steep, closer to the top very, very steep to a point of being scary and I heard lots of people prefer just to walk that last part.
For me  there’s always bright part. As we approached steepest part we stopped for a second and driver asked me to move closer to him to reduce  a chance of me falling down on the ascent. Consider that he was well built hunk I could not ask for more, no wonder they say heaven is up there!  
No, it was not scary , exciting it was though.
At destination I left him in the parking with few dollars so he can eat something while waiting as rushing was  not an option I’d entertain. First thing we see is so called Gopura V sight of most visitors to Cambodia are familiar with even if they don’t realize it as it’s featured on both 2000 and 50000 riel notes.
 

 
Down the slope from there is so called Monumental Stairway and truly it is , well monumental. Thai border is not very far from it’s foot.
 

 
 
Temple follows typical Angkorian layout difference being it’s not on the plain but on mountains slope spread up from Gopura V. Main sanctuary on the top now is just a pile of rubble but view from the top is like they say,  breathtaking , not only because it required some ascent.
 

 
 
 
Because it is pretty high too air was quite refreshing. With plains visible all the way to horizon just being there and admiring the view is worth a trouble and expense.
 

 
For me it was an additional and almost overwhelming sense of accomplishment as I mentioned above. 
Back at parking lot I was greeted by my driver but being hungry before we went down  I had some soup for lunch , surprisingly tasty and filling.  As always in south east Asia I created mild sensation by putting rice into my soup as apparently it’s eaten other way around. I did not need an invitation to seat close to driver on our way down as gravity did it’s job so saying descent was very pleasant is understatement.
Malla, the driver in meantime did not waste time sleeping in the hammock he shrewdly took with himself.     
 
to be continued right away

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Day 3
 
This trip was not Thailand trip for me , it was one to Cambodia  with stopover in Thailand before and after that country. I did not have any plans for boy chasing in Cambodia but as you will see I was derailed few times and I’m glad I was.
I already posted my massage impressions in separate thread so you will see some repetitions  here but I will do  it for readers who will not go to other thread so if you feel it was not necessary or outright boring , please forgive me.
 
My plan for Cambodia was outside of mainstream i.e. to visit some remote Angkorian ruins which were completely inaccessible when I was there back in 2001. Where mined dirt tracks  were ,  now are paved highways and where only military convoys could go now buses are speeding up. Gone are mines and their victims,  once ubiquitous on the streets   are now barely visible. So country changed for better and Siem Reap , then sleepy backwater in now somewhat bustling city day and night.
 
Not all changes I liked. Prices of tourist services went up with noble exception of admission ticket to Angkor complex. As for souvenirs - classy handwork is now replaced by mass produced    tourist trinkets.
But country still is amazing value  and for ruins buffs like me , heaven on earth waiting to be explored.
Cambodia part of report  will be much tamer and not as man filled as Thai part, I was almost bona fide traveler  there but thanks God I got derailed almost daily.
 
After my Screwboys twink left I went to Foodland for a breakfast, packed my suitcase , hailed taxi on Silom  and 44 minutes later I entered cavernous Don Muang terminal for my Air Asia flight to Siem Reap.
 
I don’t remember taxi fare but it was on the meter in somewhere 220-240 range. AirAsia allows only 7 kg hand luggage free so I was required to pay 592 baht for and excess luggage as my suitcase was 10.4 but  consider this reasonable. When booking I paid also some token amount  for a seat selection as on my way there I wanted window seat. For return part it was opposite , I prepaid for a luggage but did not care about the seat. Everything went smoothly and exactly 44 minutes after take off we landed at the Siem Reap airport, the same 44 minutes it took for taxi from Silom to DMK / Don Muang /.
 
 
Since I was at front of the plane I was one of first to disembark and place myself in the visa line. Originally I was thinking about securing visa online but somehow dropped an idea to no regrets as it was simple and easy to get one, I had 1 passport photo on me and 30$ ready  and had visa sticker in my passport  in no time , in fact I was waiting still for my luggage after I passed an immigration.
 
While still at home  I contacted my hotel , booked as River Queen, in meantime changed ownership and name to 84 Hotel about airport transfer and was promised somebody will be waiting for me and in fact he was. Very handsome young  man in a bit tattered jeans and I liked the sexy view of his knees poking out of the fashionable holes. Transfer  was supposed to be 8 $ but I gave him 10 , 1 extra $ for each knee I guess.
 
 I told him that I may need  his tuk–tuk over the following week as my sightseeing plans were extensive but stupidly  did not mention that I like him to wear the same jeans losing sight of his sexy knees forever.
 
I booked originally their penthouse suite, why not at 24 $ but it turned out that previous occupants trashed it out and for a day I was given regular room which I did not see any problem with until I turned A/C on. It was very noisy  so complained immediately and I was positively surprised with reaction, owner was called , informed that despite day being Sunday repairman is called over and before I managed to take shower I had knock to my door.  I left them to do the job and went to survey the city after 15 years of being away.
 
First nice surprise was that Blue Hatha massage was few minutes walk from hotel, noted but not yet visited. Old Market area was much more lively than I remembered, Pub Street in now really Walking Street without the hookers like Numazu observed in his epic trip report . Much less beggars, much more tourists, and divisions of tuk –tuk drivers offering their vehicles. Since I was in different part of city than previously I went to check hotel I was staying before / Yaklom / and to see if I can find Man hotel and massage which is roughly in the same area.
 
Yaklom is now defunct, nice bungalows are still there but closed and abandoned but adjacent restaurant , very popular then is still running and popular as shortly after I sat down 2 tour groups appeared . I had my supper, gulped big  bottle of Angkor beer , paid 5$ , actually I was overcharged but let them have it.
 
My total bill  was supposed to be 16000 riel which is 4 $. It is being said that Cambodia has dual currency system but I wouldn’t say that. Dual currency implies that some bills must be settled in one currency instead of  other  but they simply a using USD  notes  for settlements exchanging freely riels  at 4000/$.
 
Only case when only USD were acceptable was payment for  visa but it makes sense as riels can’t be taken out of country but internally are fully convertible at least for amounts we tourists are paying.
 
Thus is price is posted as 20000 riels/5 $ / nobody blinks an eye  if you give them  12000 riels and 2 $. Conversely, price posted as 10 $ can be settled with say , 6 $ and 16000 riels . I was doing that all the time but was glad I took 47$ in Washington notes left over from  last year’s trip to Ethiopia  to make payments  easy.
 
 Sorry about lengthy money rant but I think it may be useful for some readers planning trip to the country. ATM are dispensing  USD including new and crispy 100 notes but as always and everywhere I’d not advise  to arrive without  any folding money  counting on ATM  as system failure may have you stuck without any cash and counting on tuk-tuk drivers or even cheaper hotels to accept credit cards is a stretch.
 
As for Men I did not find it in the night darkness , learned on another day that I was in the right soi called on google maps Man Str / I did not see any street name in that soi / but just turned back a little too early. Their loss as I’d take massage there definitely.
 
To get back to Old Market / Psar Chas /  area where I’m staying  I just waved down passing guy on a motorcycle , told him Psar Chas , he answered 1 dollar and 5 minutes , 4000 riels later I was there.
Walked to a hotel to find A/C repaired and exhausted with last night late adventures and busy day today I went to bed quite early today, alone which convicted me I’m not in Thailand anymore. So day 3 was over. 

In the beginning word of warning as tittle of the thread is  a little misleading.
 
I went to Cambodia without any intention to chase men, rather I wanted to visit some places which at time of my previous visit back in 2001 were inaccessible due to mines,  impassable roads and lack of any infrastructure. Old habits are dying slowly so when opportunity appeared so did men in my environment, hence tittle.
 
This time an inspiration for  a trip came directly from e-mail in a form of fare offer which  seemed to good to be true but turned out accurate. Only requirement was to make decision  fast as it was expiring in a day or two so I did and as result flew through half of the world for less than 600 $ round trip.
 
Thus day 1 of my trip started early in the morning with 1.30 a.m. landing at Swampy. Immigration was a breeze this time and exchange rates in the airport looked decent so I made smart decision to exchange 100 USD just in case since I had only 500 baht  on me from the last trip , enough for taxi but not much more.
 
Air temperature was nice surprise as well , arrival in BKK is usually marked by wall of hot air but definitely not this time. 425 baht including tolls , airport surcharge  and driver’s tip and I parked myself in Nantra Silom. Decent , modern and clean room for less than 1000 baht always good deal. Did not go to bed though, instead went to Patpong to see half naked workers finishing packing up night market stalls and goodies. Always pretty sight.
 
 From there through darkened soi Twilight where I noticed still some patrons drinking at blackened Hot Male beer bar at 2.30, to BBB Inn to see if my favorite masseur Tao is still working there. Yes and no as I was told he just left yesterday for 2 weeks vacation and will be back only just before my departure.  
 
At computer in the lobby was sitting another boy and receptionist read me very well suggesting him as a substitute for late night massage. Sure. My 100 $ exchange at the airport came handy as price of massage was pretty steep at 1700 boy tip included.
 
Curious I asked how much of that boy gets and answer was 500 which later I confirmed as being accurate, in fact is 510 which is 30 % of fee paid. Certainly it’s pretty expensive but I guess they charge for 7/24 availability.
 
I’m glad I started my trip somewhat in style and after 18 hours in silver tube  certainly massage was not waste, in fact enlivened me enough so we could have some fun with the handsome  boy who was entertaining me .1.50 hr.  and an additional tip of 1000 later  I was seen marching through completely deserted Suriwong to the hotel to get some sleep.
 
Not that I overdid it , three or four hours later I was up again to start my day with some planned chores-post office , some shopping, barber and my customary walk through Lumpini park but this time no familiar faces at the gym. Jet lag was catching with me so it was lazy day but late afternoon I went to Senso hoping my favorite from there Jack , author of funny phrase “ I like girls but I like your hand too “ will be there.
 
Both mamasans recognized me or at last smiled and proclaimed “ I remember you” and Jack was there so we went for 1.5 hr session which was exactly what I wanted and expected. Senso and Arena are never disappointing me and I like Jack for his wit , massage skills and great muscular and smooth body. As said many times , straights somehow are working for me very well. Over tipped him with 2000  and still think money well spent.
 
I always follow advice of not eating at least 2 hrs before massage so I left quite hungry. But it was dark already so I went straight to Oasis on Suriwong where they make one of best chicken with cashew nuts everywhere and treated myself with my favorite dish.
 
Left restaurant at 8.30 , this is a time when paulsf from our forum usually takes his position in the HotMale beer bar and he was there. We had nice conversation over whatever we were drinking and then went to Fresh Boys for a show . Some impressive appendages in the big cock show making noises by hitting steel  pole with their own one by  using trick of hitting that pole with their knee as well. Nobody notices it because no sane men having chance of watching cock and a knee will opt for second option. Bar was about half packed on that Friday night.
 
Distributed two 100 tips, liked look of #28 but at my first night in Bangkok my heart was somewhere else – Tawan, so left charms of fresh boys and paulsf with them and went straight there.
 
Right inside I was greeted by smiling Alek, boy I took to Pattaya in Jun and Tiger whom I never offed long time  and was hoping to nail him tonight. Show was almost over with 2 boys chuck wowing on the stage , tipped each 100. Ordered drinks for both boys and me, in meantime boys I offed in the past – Toon , Phet , Od , Soda came to shake hands smiling and of course offering their company tonight  but  my sights tonight were on Tiger.
 
 In meantime I noticed quite a few new boys , in particular # 6 looked great , later on he came to shake hands too. Hope there’s future here. Asked about Boy #15 , my favorite personality at Tawan but he went home for few weeks.
 
So now I’m sitting surrounded by smiling muscular beauties with Alek to my left asking me to take him tonight and Tiger to my right with me asking him if he goes long time. Answer was immediately ‘yes’ so only thing left is to settle compensation as other expectancies are mutually known, we met few times short time and pretty much know what to expect – last December he was my best off on my trip which without any doubt I consider my best ever.
 
Quote of 5000 comes, yes , sure what about my usual 3000. Not even 3500, 4000 minimum , OK , I bleed alive but pay. I guess he read me correctly that I was determined to off him and cashed in being third boy from there milking me for that much. In meantime Alek  is doing his best to extract off from me on a basis that Tiger has more offs than him like I came  that far to bring sense of even-handedness to Tawan boys.
 
O boy , how I got myself into such trouble in my favorite bar? Am I sucker? I guess so it dawned on me.
Now Tiger and me are leaving bar for short walk to Nantra, both happy or at least pretending to / I was genuinely happy, I like Tiger, he likes 4000 I guess/.
 
Great company , great off, money well spent and  than in the morning he tells me he needs to go to the gym like he did not have enough gymnastics with me apparently, LOL.
 
It was pretty late but still morning , not even late morning and while I have high tolerance for monetary requests , I have low one for boys telling me when appointment is over. So I gnash my teeth , smile, kiss him good bye and pretend to be happy.
 
On my way to Fodland Patpong for breakfast / Nantra has free breakfast but it’s basic one , too basic for me/ I check my e-mails in the lobby. There’s one short but angry from Alek proclaiming how disappointed he is with me not offing him  last night. So day 1 so great through and through is finishing on sour note for me.

Recently visited Siem Reap and while massages and man chasing was  not on my agenda at all life run its course leading me to visit 4 massage places and here are my impressions:
 
BLUE HATHA / I learned hatha means hand in Khmer/.
Centrally located, two blocks from Pub Street. 6-7 boys on duty, similar format to HERO , boys behind the glass and you pick up whomever you like the most. Took my usual 1.5 hr. session with boy with broadest  smile at me.
 
 1 hr.- 15 USD , 1.5 hr. 20 USD. Only cold shower, shower alone .Mattress on elevated pedestal. Massage good, boy in underwear, removed at bit later. Pretty soon talk turned to boyfriends , marriage proposals etc. Shortly speaking  , hint was given that more than massage is available and will be provided on request.
 
After massage shower together , boy mentioned he doesn’t like cold shower but soldiered on. Tipped 40 and left smiling , planning to return as quite a few boys took my fancy but life run it’s course.
 
LINGA BAR AND SPA
In a small alley parallel to Pub Street. 3 massage rooms upstairs from the bar, well appointed, marbles , hot water , mattress on elevated pedestal. Boy was assigned to me from rotation which I did not mind as he was looking good to those tired eyes. 1hr 19 $, 1.5 – 26$, took that session as always.
 
Boy dressed in singlet and underwear , pretty soon my foot was positioned firmly against his jewels but my foot  movement was met with stern ‘what are you doing? ‘ just to keep appearances I guess.
 
Massage was good and playing mouse and cat trying to reach contents of his undies was fun but we did not go further than just those semi-innocent games. But I liked an experience, showered alone after massage, tipped 30 $ and left smiling . Certainly not as adventurous as Blue Hatha but potential is there for those who are determined I guess.
 
BARCODE
At river end of  Party Alley , extension  of Pub Street, opposite to a wat . There’s bar on a first floor and few well appointed  massage rooms upstairs. It looks that they also have a rotation system but boy who was supposed to be first in line was missing ,  guy on duty  tried to find him for a moment but said if you like me , you can take me. I did as he was tall and fairly well built so why not ?.
 
Price structure the same like Blue Hatha. Massage on a table, again 1.5 hr. course taken, showered alone which seems to be Siem Reap standard. Massage boy in briefs but after a while he made sure he was not far from my wandering hands. Noticing my interest asked ‘ you like my cock? You can have it whole night tonight if you like’. Certainly proposal worth careful consideration and after whole 5 seconds of deliberations my  answer  was ‘sure’.
 
No need to say massage session at this moment was terminated and since narrow massage bed was not conductive to getting to know each other better we decided to continue in my room. Off fee was 5 $ only , I guess so cheap because I already paid for massage and I gave him his massage tip as well.
Off we went picking up some street food on our way to a hotel where we were greeted by knowing smiles of owner and few tourists  congregated   in the lobby but days where I would be embarrassed by such attention are mercifully long gone.
 
We both did very well by that arrangement, not only spending three nights together but also upon learning that in the morning I’m taking trip to very remote Prasat Bakan he asked if I think he can go with me to which I agreed happily.
More about that adventure in the incoming trip report.
 
MAN
This is man only resort hidden in small alley close to Wat Polanka, kind of hard to find but if one follows maps from their website is not really that difficult to get there. From main street National Highway 6 there small alley with sign “Man” and it’s really short walk from there. Tuk-tuk drivers apparently all know the place and it may be the truth because first one I hailed close to my hotel knew it.
 
I went there with very high expectations as very name ‘Men’   says it all. Very classy place with prices to match, price structure the same like in LINGA 20/26 for 1/1.5 hr session. I was assigned boy, very , very good looking , not tall but God-like muscular so I was hoping for plenty. On the way to a massage room glimpsed amenities, pool, gym , few patrons, one with boy beside.
 
 Showered alone , massage on the table with well, boy in singlet and briefs and he stay that way for the whole 1.5 hr. course. Not even once  hint was given that fun other that just a massage may  be available so I had just that- very good professional massage by extreme eye candy but that’s it. Left 30 $ tip which considering circumstances was probably too generous but truth is I liked massage.
 
So in comparison with Bangkok or Pattaya massages in Siem Reap are not as adventurous but fun can be had as my Barcode adventure testifies. Certainly there room for further exploration and I liked all 4 places even if experience was not exactly Senso, Arena or Hero like. But after all it’s different country , different culture so subject of man to man massage may be approached differently as well. 

TAWAN boys

I know some people here dont like when we talk about tawan..its because they don like musclemen..all they like is thin underage boy with fem body and ugly face like drug addict..but i dont care what other people like or not..here is collection of my lovely tawan guys who makes my night more happening while im in bangkok..to those who dont like..just shut your mouth..lol

TAWAN boys

Went to Arena this afternoon. Thank you to all for your posts that helped for great experience!
True that when you are arriving to 3rd floor the welcome by all the men passing their time out of the facility can put you off but they are just an inviting bunch!
The mamasan (Art?) gave me the price list 590 for an hour) and explained the tips to the masseur and asked me to choose between the (at least) 20 guys in the room. Chose Nam because of his swimmer's body with nice pecs and, as per posters advice, the smile I got from him. A bit mischievous compared to the all out movements of the others trying to get my attention. The mamasan indicated a higher pricing for tip to 1500 bt as "he does everything "! I can just say that it was not a problem all worth it! So off we go for an hour massage.
He let me shower alone first and tell me to lay on the table. He showers after. And that's when I saw that I chose good! His bubble butt is exquisite and the baby skin so soft to the touch.
The massage was the way I like it. Strong and he got rid of the knots I always get at the shoulders. Sensual also with all the smooth movements. He turned me on my back and continued strong at my legs. Got up and sat on me to continue to my chest.
I am not sure if it was really the time to change to the second part of the activity but we went to that second part anyway!
It became reaallly sensual and can say he does do everything! Very willing boy. And that bubble butt in my hands was just so great!
We showered together or I should say he showered me. Soaping me, willing to play a bit more. It was just great.
Too bad I am leaving Bangkok too early tomorrow because I would have gone back for another massage but definitely 90 minutes if not a 120 minutes one! Yes, it was that great and walked back to the hotel with a very content smile on my face!!!

Exactly. No reason to change anything. If you don't want to read it don't click on it. And by the way it is the number of views a thread gets that determines its interest.  We have many members and visitors that read the threads and choose not to post.

a447, As you well know, one owner of an establishment was furious when he heard of your post with specifics that happened in his establishment. In Vessey's post he named a guest house including specifics involving prostitution along with names and photos of those involved.  The problem is not nudity, such as big cock shows, in bars, it is prostitution which is illegal and makes those involved subject to fines/prosecution.  Of course the authorities are aware, in general, of what the go-go bar business entails. Boys selling their asses and girls selling their pussies.  But to name specific bars and exactly what is going on, especially prostitution, that is giving fodder to authorities or NGOs to conduct one of there infamous raids.
Many of you seem to think that authorities make regular or random checks of all go-go bars to see for themselves. I doubt that. I believe they hear of some "goings on" either by some of the farang snitches, or the no-good, do-gooders who would like to see anything gay closed down. Or, they can just read these forums, from time to time, and can easily check it out for themselves. 
One fact is that Eros and Colonial were visited by an undercover snitch who then "blew the whistle" and in came the authorities.
I hate to see that happen again as Eros is my favorite bar to enjoy a few drinks and the company of their friendly staff. Having another bar closed down in Sunee would be a disaster for that area. 

Ok, first of all apologies for being a bit of a 'drama queen' with my last post, but Kokopelli's attacks left me feeling entirely discouraged from posting any more - as no doubt they were intended to. But, on reflection, I probably need to 'grow a pair', stop allowing myself to feel intimidated by him, and instead tackle his attacks head on.
 
First, the police are undoubtedly fully aware of what goes on behind the door of most bars; they are not new establishments and this is Pattaya after all. If they are intent on a raid my guess is that it would be for far more lucrative reasons than simply responding to reports made on a small internet forum. 
 
Secondly, the boys photographs. Did I explicitly tell them that I would post them on an internet forum? No I did not, but I always tell them that I 'show friends' and they are happy with that. In doing so I probably do more than most who post pictures of boys/girls on forums. Am I being hypocritical in then blanking out my own picture - probably - I also did so on my last trip report. I do post my TRs on other forums where I am far less shy about my own face appearing, but I have been a member there for far longer on both forums and I have now a greater confidence that what is posted on the forum stays on the forum.  When I have the same confidence here you are all welcome to see my 'ugly mug' - trust me you are not missing much.
 
So why do I post a trip report anywhere, not just here? In the main it is because I had a great holiday and want to share my experiences with what I hope are like-minded people. In turn I read other TRs and love to share vicariously in their holidays.
 
In this post that Kokopelli has been so very critical of, I have related my visits to four establishments and in each case I had a great time and met some lovely people. I have neither said anything bad about any of these establishments, nor about any of the boys; quite the contrary in fact.
 
If as a consequence others feel encouraged to visit these same places and maybe spend time and money with some of the same boys - isn't that a large part of what this forum is about? - sharing experiences?
 
Sunee Plaza seemed to me to be in a serious state of decline at the moment, with far more premises lying dark and closed than open. Even within the ones that were open customers seemed few and far-between, and most of the boys desperate for a bit of attention and spend.
 
If people enjoy my trip reports then of course I feel personally gratified, but if as a consequence I have played a small part in encouraging others to seek out these same places, they I would feel doubly gratified.
 
So Kokopelli I shall continue to post and if you feel that my posts contravene the rules of this forum then please go ahead report them for moderation, or better still just ignore this thread if the contents offend you that much.

We will have to wait and see. I am quite sure he will get a massive infrastructure bill which he will force the Republicans to swallow . It will be basically the same sort of bill Obama tried to get for 6 years and was blocked by the do nothing Republicans.
 
This will in fact create millions of good jobs and the money will be borrowed at the current very low rates . Yes it will add to the deficit. 
 
I take a backseat to no one in thinking Hilary was the better choice, but Trump will be forced to learn he is not a King once he assumes the office which all past Presidents have learned .

So it's Friday evening, 21st of October and I'm on my way to Bangkok fantasizing about a genuine muscle worship session. I'm worried I won't make it on time and that all the hot shredded guys will be taken. 
 
But first, a little about muscle worship (MW). Over the years I expanded my vanilla sex preferences into niches I discovered I liked. I have some kinks: watersports, leather, slapping and punching and some others. Thailand is not the place to fulfill most of them – the guys there are usually way too Vinal and just don't get it usually (Tel Aviv, Berlin and other major gay western cities are more appropriate for that). And don't get me wrong – I still like it Vinal and I'm fine with just normal sex as well. But, As long as I can remember myself, MW was my dominant kink. Since I was a boy, I was attracted to the male body, and especially to the muscles men have. But not only attracted to them in the visual manner like most guys I know but also in a the sense of feeling them and admiring them on another individual. The actual form of my fantasies regarding MW changed over the years and as I grew bigger so did the people I wanted to worship grew bigger. Also the muscles that turned me on changed. When I was younger I thought that it is just my thing. But thank god to Internet porn that shows us everyone has their fetish. It is a fetish because for me MW is making love to the muscles as the main object and not necessarily the person. A MW session, for me, does not usually involve penetration and I usually don't fuck the bodybuilder (BB) since they usually play a role that is more dominant in the session and that is where I play a more passive role (which is the only time I feel comfortable enough not being dominant in bed). It is very hard for me to find guys that do the role of MW good. It has to be someone narcissistic enough, experienced and aware of the MW scene. The physic is also super important for me. It has to be both very muscular and very lean - with both parameters equally important. Ideally, competitors of Men’s physique category contests just near the contests when there bodies are on top shape. Of course, this is the ideal - I can compromise for less LOL. I had some good sessions in the past but I always felt that if I just paid someone that is experienced in that he could understand exactly what I need from him. I can also enjoy it the other way around. I am not a professional bodybuilder in any way, but I am quite muscular and lean, and sometimes, during sex, I recognize people get turned on by worshipping me so I play that role and that can turn me on as well. Guess I'm narcissistic enough Anyway this long introduction is meant to explain MW for those that do not understand it. I find that some people find it weird and pointless while some find it hot. I am among the latter ones and it is on that background that stressed me regarding missing the Tawan Friday show.
 
Landed at 21:15 and just hurried outside. Luggage came quick and taxi too. Road was a little jammed. Made it back to the meridien by 22:25. Showered and got dressed quickly and straight out to Tawan. Got inside the club at 22:40. It was not as full as I expected it to be. I sat down not far from the toilet just to see a super shredded bodybuilder and take a glimpse at his number: 48. He does leg exercises on the machine. I smile at him. He smiles back. The show starts. I was not sure when is the time to show more actively my interest. I spot in the club, the first and to that date the only guy I offed so far in my life, Soda. That was three years ago but seems to me like ages ago. He is still sexy but his shape was not as good as I remembered - very good on the lean side but can improve on the muscular side. It's either I became more picky or he changed a little. Probably both. He comes to say hi, and we exchange a few words but I don't invite him to sit down. He is not muscular enough for my demands now – and I already spotted my guy. When he (#48) performs at the show he does that with another guy, hot as he is - number 45. They both seem to be in top shape at that club that night, which as mentioned is both muscular and lean - but in a very massive yet aesthetic form. During his act he (48) looks at me and flexes his muscles in my direction. I tip him 100 baht into his underwear during the act and hopes he comes to sit with me later. That happened about 10 minutes later. We talk a bit. He shows off his muscles and let me touch his AMAZING & HUGE biceps. I ask him to come to my hotel, we discuss price (2000 baht) and I tell him what I want. He agrees, get dressed and we leave after I pay his off fee.  
 
I previously stated that I wanted a hotel with a 24 hour operating gym. The first thing I wanted to do with #48 is to workout. I wanted to see him pumping up his muscles and touch them as they grow from the exercises. Gym was empty at midnight as I predicted. He started bicep curls with weights on each hands. While he does that I look and in the second set I touch. His mountain biceps go up and down and my hands with them. His veins become even more visible than before and I get totally turned on. After that - on to some pecs bench press. He presses and I look and feel his amazing pecs through his shirt and also a little under. At that point I can't tell what is harder, his muscles or my cock. I tell him I want him to do some abs workout, topless while I hold his legs and he goes up and down. He does that and I see his perfectly shaped abs harden as he goes up. I am totally aroused and then we go up to my room.
 
 
At the room, he started posing to the mirror even without being asked to. I put on a gay house music set knowing that it's an hour long so I will have a sense of time. I then took out a measurement tape I brought back from home for this purpose and start measuring him. He flexes his biceps as hard as he can to score the highest he can. I feel his efforts as his biceps turn huge and vascular. He allows me to take some photos so that I have some good memories to take home. I take his bicep, chest and waist measurements. At that point he is already in underwear. I then take out my previously purchased for this purpose baby oil. I start oiling his body. He knows what I want and flexes each part of his muscles as my hand rubs the oil on. My tongue comes after my hand licking his muscles. I give special emphasis to his most dominant muscle visually: Biceps. But I don’t leave any part of his body unoiled, untouched or unlicked in his now totally naked body. I also give special emphasis to his abs canals where the oil slips in and out of quickly with the help of gravity. I also swap my hand fast back and forth on his abs just to hear the amazing sound that oiled flexed abs create with some fast hand friction. All my senses work when worshipping this guy. Later on, I'm lying in bed with him sitting on me encouraging me to feel the muscles he is flexing while jerking me off. An important role of the guy being worshipped is that he wants to be worshipped and encourage the worshipper to touch and investigate his body - He plays that role to perfection. He then stands, encouraging me to worship his massive legs while he flexed the different lower muscles. His flexed calves make me wet. He sits down again and starts to jerk me off more rapidly. His bicep turns more vascular as he jerks me of and I touch and lick his popping veins till I cum not long after my music set ends. We showered together and I scrubbed every inch of that muscle man. He told me he was competing for Mr Thailand soon. I am not surprised considering his shape. At that shower we also discover he is only 5 days older than me We get dressed, I pay him. He takes out a pen and paper, writes his name in English: Boonthon and telephone number and tells me to call him if I want him to come again to my hotel. I was really satisfied after completing this session successfully and as planned. Was it good? No, it was more than that, it was amazing. Was it as good as I imagined it? No, that's the reason they call it a fantasies – It's always better in your head – but it was as close as I ever got there. 
 
It is possible that the last paragraph was way too descriptive than my usual posts. But this was not a usual thing for me so it deserves an unusual description. 
 
I was really tired after that. And it was probably about 1AM. But Vinapu's voice inside me told me not to give up to my tiredness and that the night is still young and I have many more things to see and do that night and so little time.

Stop closing the threads, start banning the people doing the personal attacks. Closing threads doesn't remove the root cause. A one week ban, followed by a 1 month bad, followed by a permanent ban would seem to be more appropriate and punish those doing the personal attacks rather than everyone.

I love it when someone who has been a member for 60 days criticizes a member of 7 years .  I wonder how many times he has attended the Kings Birthday celebration and procession down the river. I wonder if he has any knowledge of the deep love that the Thai people have for their King.  Anyone who thinks this Forum is only about Sex fails to read the thousands of other posts commenting on the culture , religious beliefs etc etc.
 
It is true there are many posts that pertain to Sex but there are many other Topics for anyone who manages to read the various posts .
 
Anyone who has been visiting for years understands the importance of this King and many members of this Forum have BF's and find other topics at least as interesting as the pure Sex Topics.
 
I'll admit the trip sex reports get the most views but most of those views tend to be from non- members .  The many long time members here that actually understand the people as well as they can, along with the religion and culture understand how devastating the loss of the King is.
 
Moneyboys will continue to exist in one form or another for years but at least I am one who likes posts that understand the deep loss and not worried about when the GoGo Bars will be open with live Sex etc.

Day 5.0 I Wat to go to there
 
Despite our best intentions to retire early the night before, we managed to go to sleep around 2:30 AM. So you can imagine a 7 AM alarm time was not welcomed by anyone in the room. And the copious amounts of alcohol that was consumed last night did not help things. I woke up with a slight hangover, but not too bad to render me incapacitated. I pop a few pain killers, drank a full medium sized bottle of water, and headed to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
 
The combination of the hot shower, full drink of water, and pain killers did the trick. I felt a little bit better. Cambodia Boy (CB) was on his phone while waiting for me to finish up in the bathroom. He got up and woke up Fit Khmer (FK) and Gorgeous Khmer (GK) from their slumber. CB went in to pee and shower, and left the door open for both FK and GK to access the toilet. CB got out of the shower and began his elaborate beauty regimen.
 
I text Sareth to see where he was. It was almost 7:45 and we still had to eat breakfast. It came free with the room so we might as well take advantage of it. Sareth replied quickly, said that he was already at the lobby. I apologized that we are not ready yet. He said to take our time and not worry too much about hurrying up. I forget that this is my tour and I can do as much and as little as I want. I wanted to have my cake and eat it too. I wanted boys in my trip, and all that came with that, but I also wanted to tour one of the world’s greatest wonders. There was bound to be some compromise with one of these activities. I guess the touring part of my trip will suffer.
 
I ask CB if I needed to wear pants to Angkor Wat. I read online that tourists wearing shorts weren’t allowed to climb the higher levels of Angkor Wat. CB says he heard this as well, but it is kind of hot today, and he was worried that I will overheat wearing pants. CB says to wear shorts for now and we can ask Sareth what the rules were for clothing. I wear the longest pair of shorts I could find, one that barely covered my knees, and the boys all wore pants and looked sharp.
 
We all get ready by 8 AM, and I tell them we will have breakfast first. FK mentioned that he was super hungry, he said “the sex” last night made him hungry. Fair enough, that’s probably why I’m starving as well. CB takes my umbrella and says we should leave after breakfast. We all head down to the hotel “restaurant” and pass by the lobby. We see Sareth, decked out in his official tour guide uniform, sitting in the lobby chairs with another tour guide. He stands up to greet us, and says he will just be there because he knew we were all gonna get breakfast. He has done this before. CB asks about the clothing rule, in Khmer, and Sareth looks at my shorts. He tells me, in English, that I should be fine, as long as my shorts can cover my knees a little bit.
 
We find the restaurant and sit in one of the tables.  We look at the menu and see that there are the items that are “free”, ie. included in the free breakfast, and other items that can be ordered for a fee. I get my usual American breakfast items (eggs and breakfast meats with toast), and the boys get similar items. CB orders an orange juice, not a free item, and I do the same. Soon everyone does the same. I get some coffee as well. We eat leisurely and after 10 minutes we ask for the check. The waiter says it will be put in my room bill. I leave a $1 tip and we head back to the lobby.
 
Sareth is now alone, and we all walk out of the hotel onto the street. Sareth asks, whispering, “Did you have fun last night?” I say “You bet!” I put my arms around both FK and GK and we all laugh. Glad everyone seems to be in good spirits, even if we did not have enough sleep last night. CB puts his hand in mine and squeezes it. I look at him and we both smile at each other. How come he still looks fresh and immaculate even with little sleep?
 
We get to the van that was parked in the side of the street. CB jumps in and sits in the front row, and puts out an outreached hand to me to guide me next to him. FK and GK sit in the next row of seats, and Sareth sits next to the driver. Sareth shows us a cooler full of bottled waters and some ice, and reminds us to hydrate regularly during the tour. The driver starts the van and we are on our way to see Angkor Wat.
 
The boys in the back start talking in Khmer, and CB couldn’t resist and join in the conversation. Sareth talks to me, in English, and began talking about the general layout of the whole Angkor Wat park complex. Our main goal is to see Angkor Wat and Ta Prohm, and then go break for lunch, and then, if we had the energy, we can explore the greater complex of Angkor Thom, specifically Bayon and nearby structures. I google a map of the park and see how everything was laid out.
 
While we talk, it was pure mayhem with the three Khmer boys. Talking, laughing, roughhousing, tickling, singing, it was mayhem. The driver laughs at certain remarks the boys were making, and Sareth would once in a while shake his head in either horror or shame. How many times this trip have I wished I understood Khmer? I make it a point not to ask what they were talking about, and wait till someone illuminates me. Ultimately someone does, this time it is FK, probably seeing my bewilderment. He said they were talking about last night. “Last night fun?” I ask. FK says yes. I look at CB and he says “they want to know who was better in fun. FK or GK” I laugh out loud and kind of scandalized by the conversation.
 
CB insists on getting the answer. “Who was better, FK or GK?” And then another exchange in Khmer. The driver is laughing, Sareth was smiling nervously. I assured him that I was fine. I guess he was not used to this lack of tact before in public. I refused to give a direct answer and just said “I am not sure, maybe I can try again tonight to see who was better.” Everyone laughs at my answer.
 
After about 15 minutes we slow down and we see the main entrance of the park. We stop and park and Sareth says that I will need to buy a ticket to access the park. We both go to the ticketing cashiers. Sareth tells me because everyone else is Cambodian in our party that they don't have to buy tickets. The "Angkor Pass" was $20, which to me was cheap considering the wonders I am about to witness, as well as it was a contribution towards what I hope is maintaining the park for generations to enjoy.
 
We get to our first stop, Angkor Wat. The boys calm down a little bit and everyone gets out of the van. We approach the temple on this side:
 

 
Sareth takes my photo, alone, posing in front of Angkor Wat. And then the boys get into it as well. Each needed a photo alone, then a group photo of all three, then one with me. Lots of selfies, posted eventually to facebook. I’m actually glad its not just me acting like a tourist. Everyone wants a photo, even if they have been here before many times.
 
We walk to the side of the Wat and the boys start talking in Khmer. Sareth uses this opportunity to talk to me, the western tourist, about the temple. First he starts by saying that I might not be interested in the history of the whole park so he will skip all that. I told him he was wrong, I totally wanted to listen to what he had to say about how the park came to be, its place in Cambodian history, as well as efforts to restore it. I then talk about a documentary I saw years ago about efforts to recreate the non-stone structures, in a computer model, that were in the area that are now gone. I talked about the technology used, Lidar, that was able to detect these structures through laser light. I said that this was a technology used in my line of work.
 
Maybe I came across as flighty and superficial because I brought money boys with me? Maybe I projected a sense of disinterest with nuance because I was too focused on my fun? In any case Sareth was generous with his knowledge of the park and we had a good exchange on the history of the whole complex. Meanwhile, the boys found the monkeys at the park:
 

 
Sareth warns them about taunting the monkeys too much, and to not feed them. CB gets closer to me, away from the monkeys. He got kind of freaked out by the monkeys. FK began taunting him and then some roughhousing ensued. Boys will be boys.
 
We get to this entrance and selfies and photos were taken again:
 

 
I wish I could show you guys the photos with the boys.
 
After walking a bit into the Wat, we get to the Bas Relief Galleries and Sareth talks about the 37 heavens and 32 hells:
 

 
CB listens for a bit before he gets carried away by FK’s and GK’s sheningans. We pass by a ton of headless buddhas, due to prior theft that pre-dated the preservation efforts in the park, which was both disturbing and bizaare to me:
 

 
We head over outside and CB promptly opens the umbrella to protect his skin from getting tan. He is deathly afraid of tanning and has worked hard to whiten his skin. I take a lot of pictures of him and his umbrella. He is adorable. I take a photo of FK roughhousing with everyone. He surely is very outgoing and rambunctious. GK is more reserved, but FK draws him out of his shell at certain times.
 
Sareth keeps his façade of being the grownup in the group, but sometimes utters some witty asides or the occasional joking remark pertaining to the boys. I, the ringleader of the group, was just enjoying the day with my boys. I certainly did not envision that this was going to be my Angkor Wat experience, but now that it was happening, its hard to imagine any other way I could’ve done this.
 
We pass by this wall sculpture featuring dancers doing the famous Cambodian “apsara” dance:
 

 
Sareth challenges the boys to pose in front of the wall and do their best apsara poses. They rush in front and did their best. Lots of photos. Sareth then instructs me to get in the middle of the action and act as the king surrounded by the “divine” apsara dancers. Again lots of photos. Everyone was laughing and having fun.
 
It was time to go into the upper level. This was not the main stairs, but just to give you an idea of the ascent we made:
 

 
Lots of pretty photos to take. I took a photo of this reclining Buddha, the colors were striking:
 

 
The view above was pretty nice as well:
 

 
There was a buddhist monk in the area, giving out blessings. One by one the boys take turns kneeling down the monk, getting blessed, and get their fortunes read. They give some Cambodian Riels as donation. CB gets a red string bracelet put on his left wrist. Sareth explains to me the string bracelet on the left garners merit to the wearer. CB then encourages me to get a blessing as well. He tells me to get the bracelet on my right wrist, for luck. I pick the red one as well, and get my blessings from the monk. I leave $1 as donation.
 
The stairs were very steep, and seemed steeper climbing down:
 

 
We pass by more impressive structures as we head out of the Wat. Sareth was very game in talking about Angkor Wat information in the face of Khmer boy roughhousing and endless selfies. As we move away from the Wat, Sareth points to the horizon and the temple, positions me and tells me to take a picture. I didn’t get it at first but after looking at it more I got it. This was where almost everyone in the world takes a photo of the temple at sunset. I take several, not as impressive as those professional photos, but still impressive to me:
 

 
A fitting end to what has been a unique way to see this world treasure. I challenge everyone here to see Angkor Wat with three rambunctious boys. It definitely enhanced my experience lol.
 
It was almost 12 noon. Sareth suggests we go to the next temple first before we break for lunch. CB agrees so we head back to the van to get aircon and waters. It was hot out there but present company sure made it more than bearable.
 
Ta Prohm next…

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I doubt it.  Many farang will read this sort of advice, but most of the time they won't listen - especially if anyone comes up with a post saying he succeeded.  That's all it takes.  People hear what they want to hear.  The fact is most of the time sending a boy for English lessons is not going to work.  At best, it won't produce the desired results.  But I have a feeling you know as well as I do - your friend has already convinced himself that he has a "Not this boy.  He's different."
 
If there is an imperative business reason or a boy is going to be staying in an English speaking country on a long term basis, then getting English lessons for him is the right thing to do.
 
But if we're talking about a farang coming to Thailand every once in a while to spend a few weeks with his boy special, then why should the boy have to be burdened with learning to speak English?  I think the thing to do is for the farang to make the effort to learn to speak Thai.  And if someone is going to be spending significant amounts of time in Thailand, the ability to speak and understand Thai, at least in part, is going to be far more useful to him in the first place than the boy being able to speak a version of pidgin English that we often refer to as "Thainglish."
 
My opinion - if someone is going to be spending a lot of time in a foreign country, then don't expect the natives to learn to speak your language.  You're in their country.  You learn to speak theirs.

This is my 11th 10th trip to LOS and the plan is me spending three nights in Bangkok, after spending three nights in Phnom Penh and three nights in Siem Reap. This is a (quick) late summer getaway for me, and its not as long as my previous trip report, shown here:
 
http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10424-bangkokpattaya-june-july-2016-trip-report-to-butterfly-or-not-to-butterfly/
 
Background: I’m 35 34, Asian American, and have an 8-year relationship with a great guy (white, 33). Why do I go to Thailand? Well, I’m a horny bastard, and believe or not between my bf (sex life still there but has declined), occasional Grindr and Scruff hookups, and the random trick in West Hollywood gay bars (I live in SoCal), I need more. I am intoxicated by the sex industry in Thailand, and fascinated by their lives and try to make friends with the money boys and locals (copied and pasted from previous trip report  ).
 
But before I actually go ahead and go full throttle in writing this trip report, I wanted to see if there was actual interest in me writing this one. Having just finished the trip, it's very sad for me to say that, unlike other trip reports, this trip does not have a lot of sex in it. OK, there is some sex, but mostly with one, maybe two guys for the majority of the trip. Now I know everyone here is a horny bastard (maybe not true, but most of you for sure), so it might not be interesting if I write about mostly non-sex stuff (like maybe touring, eating, shopping) that might not be the main interest of the participants and lurkers of these boards. Maybe I am wrong?
 
So before I put some energy into writing my mundane experiences, I put up a poll for you guys. If I get enough positive replies, then I'll continue the report. If you tell me to get lost, no harm no foul, I shall just continue to lurk and enjoy other's posts, and maybe wait till my next sex trip to write about the sexy stuff. Please participate in the poll, and also maybe reply to the thread about how you feel about a trip report with mostly mundane boring stuff.
 
Pictured: somewhere in Angkor Wat