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First Experience (Jupiter)
Second Experience (Grindr)
Third Experience (S'Sense)
Fourth Experience (Dreamboys)
Fifth Experience (Screwboys)
Sixth Experience (Moonlight)
Seventh Experience, 24 Centimetres of Songkran:

I booked a room at The Quarter Silom in an attempt to off one of the old Tawan models, now hanging out nearby 7-Eleven. Unfortunately it was the Thursday before Songkran, and the entire neighbourhood of Silom was swimming with gay men. I was hit on several times just trying to navigate, with some being quite persistent, and I felt uncomfortable as I had geared myself up for a non-social evening with a paid hook-up. Quick, easy and "painless." 
I checked in to my hotel and even the lobby was full of cruising men. The two staff members, both young Thai men, also seemed incredibly flirtatious. I was very thrown off by this whole scenario and it left me feeling a little anxious. I grabbed some alcohol and sat in my room, working up the courage to take a stroll outside.

That's when my Grindr started becoming very active. One looked promising. A Thai/Cambodian guy who advertised himself as being 24cm. A little preposterous, I'm sure he was much smaller than advertised. I questioned him and he stated "If your mouth doesn't drop when you see it, I will leave, don't worry." I asked his fee. He was not a moneyboy, just in town for Songkran, and nearby about to head back to his friend's place in Ekkamai. 
Sounds suspicious. I prepared some cash just in case, and gave him the address to my hotel. 15 minutes later he arrived. I meet him outside, and I'm a little taken aback, because he's more feminine than I expected. Not very, but just more so than his photos would have me believe. I started to worry that the dick size was false advertising too.
We get to my room, and he removes his pants immediately, leaving his shirt on. His massive, thick, heavy soft cock can be seen dangling. "I'll shower first, okay?" he quickly says, as if not skipping a beat. My mouth does indeed drop. He smiles. "You really weren't kidding," I say, and he smiles wider.
His dick was indeed 24cm, and he stated his girth was 60mm, which I can also believe. He's uncut, and even soft, his dick is heavy and meaty. He peels off the remainder of his clothing and takes a shower. I enter the bathroom too and give him some body wash. 

"Thanks," he says, "now come in here." It's about to start, I think. No. He pushes me down so I'm kneeling in the shower, and he begins pissing all over my face. I'm shocked, but the sheer audacity of this action riles me up so much. What nerve! I'm very submissive so this act of domination engorges my own cock.

He smiles again, "I thought you'd like that. Do you like to be fucked hard, too? A little bit of a freak?" I can say nothing but nod my head in sheer happiness.

We make our way to the bed, and he slams his cock inside of me without any preparation. I wince in such incredible pain. "I thought you said you like it rough?" My asshole feels like it's been stabbed with a butcher's knife, "It's been a while since I've had something this big..." I assure him. Back in Colombia, this was a regular occurrence, and trust me, I can take it well.

Instead of warming me up or going slow, he repeats the same. Jab, slam, jab, slam. My body is involuntarily clenching itself. I try and relax, but the fear of the next thrust will not allow it. "Oh great, a huge cock and I can't even enjoy it..." I worry to myself. I've noticed tops here are not the most skilled. But I have a point to prove. I'm a good bottom.

I take it, until eventually my ass opens up and swallows the entire thing. "Good boy," he says "now show me how hard you a take it." He fucks me for twenty or so minutes. My ass is swollen. Each thrust feels even better than the last because it's getting more and more sensitive as he continues. 

"You're bleeding," he says. This was not meant to be a raunchy fuck, but it's quickly becoming one. "That's okay." I say, worried slightly for the hotel bedding. 

He finishes inside of me and keeps his dick inside my ass. "I'm going to piss inside of you too." He does. The feeling is hard to describe. A warm and a gentle tickle. 

He puts a towel on my asshole and pulls out. He starts talking so nonchalantly now. I feel traumatized, in a good way. "Where are you from?" he asks, and makes small talk that didn't occur before. I tell him, and he says he's always wanted to visit. "Can you take me?" he asks, and I jokingly say yes. He seems quite serious. "I tried to apply before to go, but I was rejected... no money..." 

Ah, so he is a moneyboy... I pull out 2000 thb and offer it to him, and he looks confused. "No thanks," he says, now looking a little hurt. "Oh, sorry I misunderstood..." I say, and he laughs. He pulls out his phone and shows me WhatsApp messages. They are from clients, offering him large amounts of money. 

He shows me a conversation where a client offers him 5000 RMB. 

"I used to work here," he says, "tomorrow I go back to Cambodia. I don't work here anymore." I'm very confused. "If you want to pay, I have friends..." and he shows me several photos of other guys, "I can call them now if you are not satisfied."

What? Is he asking for money, is he offended? I'm lost. I ask him how much 5000 RMB is, and he tells me more than twenty thousand baht. Is he lying? Who would pay this rate? Why would he not take the money?

"You take me back to your country?" he says again. "I will only fuck you."

I tell him I'm travelling for the next year, give him a hug, and he leaves. I block him immediately afterward. While the experience was unique, I start to feel questionable on the whole situation and his intents with me. I'm still confused to this day.
 

Like JackR said above don't get discouraged by bad experience. It happened to all of us , even very experienced ones.
Skill of navigating system comes only with experience and training yourself with help of what you learn here on forum.
Keep in mind though we posters are showing world as we see through our lenses. Every bar and every boy in them will be either top of the line , not to be missed  for some but also run for others.
I said this billion times on this forum that my best and second worst encounter was with the same Tawan boy two years apart
No doubt guy you offed from Screwboys acted as an asshole. As professional he sensed that you are new to the scene and skilfully milked you of money  (and some other stuff I gather,  as well ). Those things happed but they are rare.
Sometimes we lose head in heat of the moment and ignore warning signals, sometimes we see them but still feel like acting fair by keeping our side of bargain , usually to regret it later. 
For me one of those is when boy or mamasan marketing him seem to be too eager or too pushy.
Check your bin in the bar  and don't assume you already paid for this or that. If they see you careless with money they may exploit it. If you have doubt, ask.
Thais on the street are very honest bunch but inside of bars many morals are taking back seat in the corner.
You seem to be surprised  by advice that you should tip boy sitting with you if you bought him a drink already. Out of that drink he may get 20-50 baht , in few bars only as much as 100. In meantime you are holding him beside, scaring of other prospective customers. It's why you should tip him, at least  to compensate for possible loss of earnings.
You will see it for yourself, boy of your dreams sitting with some customer while you are salivating ,  praying that old , fat troll will go home in 5 minutes. 
As Spoon advised above  , if you are subsequently taking boy with you, no need to tip him even if you had him sitting for prolonged time. 
hope it helped and have luck with Tawan guys

Fifth Experience, You Got Screwed, Boy (Cont):

The mamasan and the dressed boy lead me outside and to the "room" they mentioned they can provide. No one is working the front desk and the entire building is very sketchy, but I didn't expect anything less. We wait a minute and an older Thai gentleman takes 600 THB from me. I thought I paid the room fee already, but oh well, I guess I misunderstood.

The mamasan tells me to have fun, and I'm left with the boy I offed who leads me upstairs to find the room. We wander around some dark hallways and enter a room, and it's filled with storage. "Oh, wrong room..." he says, and we wander around some more. Finally we come across a room with the door open.

Inside is a bed, an older television set, a fan. It's a basic room but nothing disgraceful. It serves its purpose. It's definitely not somewhere you'd spend the night. 

I come behind the boy and put my arms around his waist. He's dressed nicely, with black pants and a white dresshirt, some accessories on his belt, and nice shoes. He's quite short but I like that. He flexes again and broadens his shoulders, which seems to be his go-to pose. I feel him up through his clothes, savouring the hardness of his body.

I undress him slowly, kissing his chest and his abs. I run my hands along them. This will do. Eventually we're both naked in bed. Whereas he was rock hard in the bar, now he's completely soft. I kiss his chest, spending some time gently tonguing his nipples. He moans, I take this as a sign that he enjoys it. His cock remains asleep.

It's in my mind that we're about to fuck. I suck him dick. I put his soft cock in my mouth and work it all over. I take pride in my blowjobs. The cock remains soft. I deep throat it (an unimpressive task considering the size) and gently suck on it, allowing it to warm in my mouth. It remains soft.

Okay... this isn't going to work. 

I pick up his legs and lift them into the air. I'm rock hard, my cock is throbbing. I'm 99% a bottom but I suddenly feel like being a top. He has a small, round ass. The only type that invigorates me enough to want to penetrate someone. I rub the head of my dick on his asshole, and he is shocked: "You fuck?!" he says. "Yes, I'll fuck you." I say.

He squirms. Okay, he's probably straight. "You can fuck me instead," I tell him, looking down at his soft cock. "You fuck, I'll need more money." Huh? Well, you can't fuck me with 1 inch of skin, so what are my options?

4000 THB I say. I'm very horny and very eager to drill this boys ass. he consider it, and then says "No, 5000 THB." I sigh. This is the same price they quoted me for both brothers! Now I have one, who is soft as an overcooked macaroni, and it's the same price?

"Would your brother let me fuck him?" I ask him. "Call him, I'll pay 5000 THB for the both of you." He plays that he doesn't understand. 

I'm frustrated. What did I pay for? He won't suck me, he won't get hard, and his body isn't impressive enough for muscle worship. Why was he grabbing me at the bar? Why did he signal that he wanted to fuck and be wild in bed? What a fucking hustler!

I'm annoyed. "Fine, I'll pay." He squirms some more and goes to the washroom. "Are you okay?" I ask. "We doh't have to do this if you're uncomfortable." "5000 THB" he replies. He wants the money, okay, then perform the task.

I stick my dick inside of him. "Slow, slow!" he screams. It's just the head. I go slow. He squirms more, and grabs his chest in agony. "Are you sure you're okay?" I ask again. "You're strong!" he says. I try again to enter him, slowly. I get a little past the tip. I try and push in further and he's headed back to the bathroom.

He comes back and lays on the bed with his asshole out of sight. I try and suck him again. Soft. "Can we fuck?" "Too strong..." he says again. Okay, "The initial fee then, you don't want the 5000 THB?" I'm being a little bit of an asshole now. I feel bad with the way I acted looking back, but I was so clearly being played and so fucking worked up that I no longer respected this boy. 

"No, you fucked, 5000 THB!" he says. My mouth is agape. I put it in, part way, for less than 10 seconds. That is not fucking! "You fucked!" he says. I'm being played so hard that I suspect there is an audience outside the hotel room, ready to celebrate after he leaves with 5000 THB for doing absolutely nothing. "Drinks are on me!" I imagine him chanting. As if, he's the stingiest motherfucker I've ever seen.
I'm really annoyed now, but I want to cum. "I suck you," he says. Fine. I just want this to end. He does the most half-assed blowjob I think I've ever received, and I cum out of sheer frustration. I blow an enormous load because I've been so worked up. "Wow!" he says. Suddenly he's happy.

He goes to the washroom, gets dressed, and stands by the door. I take out my wallet, ready to negotiate based on what I received. I want to give him 2500 THB but I'm not an asshole. I offer 4000 THB which is BEYOND reasonable. "5000 THB." he states again. I explain to him, 5000 THB for fucking you, which I didn't. "I made you cum!" he says. Is that not the bare minimum I should expect in the first place?

What am I paying for, your company in a shitty hotel room? I bought drinks, I tipped, I paid for the room, I pay your fee... how much have I spent at this point? I'm boiling.

I tell him, "I'm living here, I will be back, I know what a moneyboy costs and I know you're ripping me off. Take the 4000 THB and you'll see me again, if you take the 5000 THB I'm done."

He takes the 5000 THB and immediately whips out his phone. "Do you have WhatsApp or LINE?" he asks, "I have both," I reply. My face is holding back sheer rage. I'm shaking from anger. He shows me the QR code on his WhatsApp. 

I shake my head. 

"Okay." he says, and leaves.
I will never return to Screwboys again, and I will be more hesitant to ever hire a Vietnamese model.

Will this string of disappointment come to an end? At this rate, the bars aren't for me. I'm glad if they work for you, but I'm not a human ATM. I'll go for the shows and that's it. This encounter soured me on the entire industry in Thailand. 

But, of course, as you know... you say a lot in anger...
 

Fifth Experience, You Got Screwed, Boy:

Screwboys is a short walk away and seems to share an entrance space with a female bar. I walk through the female section and get called at, but quickly enter Screwboys itself. There is no entrance fee, that's refreshing. I don't bother asking about what type of models they have because it's nearly midnight and I'm already a little disappointed. I'm not expecting to off anyone, and I'm more in the mindset to check this place out and cross it off of my list.

I'm sat inside at a table near the stage. There are no boys on the stage, and the table next to me is filled with women. Actually, nearly the entire bar is. Is it an Indian woman's wedding shower or something? She seems to be having a lot of fun and is friends with many of the other women. 

The shows are sitting down near the entrance, all of them disengaged and scrolling through their phones. I check them out, and while they aren't necessarily twinks, none of them are very muscular. That's okay, I'll order a drink, see the show and leave with an impression of what this bar is like.

I'm sitting right next to the door way to the back, where the drag performers enter and exit. I believe every drink is 350 THB, as a sign on the wall near the entrance says. I take this as the entrance fee. I order my drink and almost immediately I'm approached by a model that is about to head through this door to the back. He's on the shorter side, speaks good English, and has a moderately impressive body. He has a tight stature and good definition. Nothing exceptional but better than average. He immediately asks to sit with me and buy him a drink. What a hustler, I think. I shake my head. I just sat down. He hangs out by this doorway and I can feel him starring at me while I try and watch the stage, waiting for the show to start. If I look back, he immediately engages me again. I don't want to give him the wrong idea.

The performances consist of nearly all drag performances. 3 in a row, and then a performance with several at once. They aren't bad, but they aren't exceptional. A strange choice for a boy bar, I think. Then it's your typical line-up of men on stage. They rotate positions so everyone in the bar can see them. The one who approached me at the beginning keeps looking me in the eyes, and every single time I look at him, he makes a hand gesture that says "Buy me a drink?" and points to the seat next to me. I shake my head no what feels like 15 times. 

A few more of the men on stage are flirtatious. There is one that's a little cuter, but doesn't show his body. He's on the verge of no longer being a Twink, but it's hard to tell if he's my type. He smiles at me and makes a heart formation with his hands. He blows kisses at me. I find it cute and endearing, and it doesn't come across as pandering although I'm sure it's merely a tactic. There is another younger guy on stage, but he's shirtless, and has soft muscle definition. He reminds me a little bit of the one who approached me at the beginning. He does the same thing, points to the seat next to me and then points to himself. I shake my head and smile. 

Wow, the boys here are HUSTLERS! They are working for that paycheque! At this point, the Indian woman stands near the stage and has all of the boys line up. She hands out 100 THB to each boy. They line-up patiently for what seems like an eternity and wait for their turn to take the bill. After this, an older Caucasian male decides to do the same, perhaps seeing the attention this afforded her. He sits at a table right in front of the stage.

I notice the one who was eager to sit with me immediately tries to go through the line-up twice. The older man is taken aback by this but ultimately gives him another tip. Not seconds later, this boy is sitting with him at his table and working him HARD. Touching him, flexing, kissing him. Woah! I'm glad the attention is off of me, but at this point, I've noticed he's probably the one that is closest to my type. His body is the best in the bar from what I can see, and it's getting late. Oh no. Am I about to make a bad decision? I'm a little horny now.
There is a "big cock" portion of this show, but all I remember is that the men walked around the bar and allowed the audience to grope them for a tip. There was one really tall and really lean young model with an enormous cock. 21 cm, I'd estimate. I was immediately enthralled! Finally, it may not be muscle, but that's a mouthwatering piece of meat! He's all the way at the other side of the bar. I quickly grab a 100 THB bill and anticipate him coming to my side of the bar. Oh no, I don't think he has time. The next act is about to begin. Just at the end he does. I hand him the bill and I touch his dick for a few seconds. It's so impressive. Is he beautiful? No. Is he my type? Well, that dick is my type.

Immediately after this, he disappears. When the mamasan approaches me and asks which boy I'm interested in, I confirm this by saying "Did the good one with the huge cock leave?" "Ah, yes, sorry." I'm unsure if he was offed or simply left for the night. Damn.

Horny and now eager for trying another off, I decide on the best option at this time. The model who approached me at the beginning. He's so happy. He comes and sits with me and flexes his body, touches me, kisses me. Woah! Okay, this is off to a good start. He tells me he is Vietnamese. I love Vietnamese men. I find their accent so appealing and they're usually more forceful than Thais. This can equate to good sex. 

"That's my brother," he says, pointing to one of the models that were flirting with me from the stage just a few minutes ago. it's the one who's also shirtless but with soft muscle. He's cute. Really cute. "He's your brother?" I ask. "Mother same, father same." he says. I'm hard as a rock. That is so interesting. "He would really like it if you bought him a drink, it would make him so happy."

When am I going to get the opportunity to have one brother on my right side and another brother on my left? I seize the chance, "Okay, I'll buy him a drink." The model I'm sitting with starts frantically yelling in Vietnamese to the other boy. It takes a minute to get his attention, and then he runs over.

The mamamsan, seeing I have two boys sitting with me, now offers me another table. "So you can see the show better." I'm almost ready to ask, "what show?" I decide to move anyway, so I can cuddle up to both of them better. We are sitting together and they're both very comfortable and quite talkative. There is no awkward silence. The younger one starts to grab my dick in the bar and I get an erection. "Wow, so big!" he says. I take this as an opportunity to ask about their size, "Not so big," the older one replies. "That's okay, you have an amazing body!" I tell him. He flexes. In fact, the entire night he's been flexing and displaying his body. Is it really that impressive? No, he has a small frame, but I like the eagerness to show off.

The younger one asks "Why don't you like me?" jokingly. I tell him, "No muscle!" and he flexes too. It's soft. Maybe it's there, somewhere, but he has more work to do. I find this cute either way. They both continue to grope me. Eager! Do I like having my dick grabbed in a bar? No, not really, but I like that they were engaging with me more than most models I've sat with. This was a good sign. I also took this as a sign that they are open to having a lot of fun in the bedroom. 

I decide I will off them. I ask their price. 2500 THB for one, 5000 THB for both, plus 1000 THB to the bar. It's a little rich for my blood. I decide to take only the older brother. He goes and gets changed. While he's dressing, the younger one does his best to convince me. Grabbing me, mentioning that they are brothers again.

Are they brothers? Is this an act? I now fully expect this to be a ploy, but hey, it works. That's a rare opportunity and a fantasy for many. "Do you fuck your brother?" I ask him. He looks puzzled. "Do you guys have sex with each other? If I take you both, will you be uncomfortable?" He types on his phone "biological brother." I take this as a no, but it wasn't really what I asked. What is their mission in getting me to off them both? 

"I have another brother too," he says. Really? Do I trust anything you say? 

The older brother is changed and ready to go. I pay all of the fees and all of the drinks and the mamasan asks if I need a room. Sure, why not, I don't live close by. I assume the room fee is added to the bill because the bill is quite high if I recall. In excess of 2000 THB? I'm a little overwhelmed and don't take a look at the itemized list. I'm sure I'm being ripped off, but to what extent I'm mere moments away from finding out...

It's customary to tip a boy who has sat with you in a bar. Amount is normally dependent on length of time he spends with you but expected minimum is 100 bht in addition to any drink you brought him. Mamasan tipped only if they provide useful service to you.
Recommend again that you read prior trip reports and discussions about tipping. You'll learn much about like situations above and how to successfully navigate them.

Fourth Experience, As Memorable As a Dream:

I wasn't planning on going out this night, but I was in the Silom area and it was nearly 10:00 PM. I decided to check out some new venues. The most prominent one was Dream Boys. I walk up to the hawker and ask, "What type of men are in there? I'm looking for muscle." They are confused, and I learn asking questions to these hawkers is not a good idea- I don't think they have anything to do with the bar. He points me to the door staff. "Come and take a look," he encourages me. I go inside and I'm not disappointed with what I see, so I decide to stay. 
Honestly, my memory is a little hazy on this place because it didn't make a huge impression. I believe I paid 500 THB for the entrance fee and it included a drink. I order a Coke Zero. Reports online mention that it includes two drinks, but I was not aware of this and didn't order a second drink either way. I'm given a good seat in the middle of the bar with a prominent view of the stage. 

I remember very little about the show. I assure you I wasn't drunk! The men are on stage and quite a few of them are smiling at me, making eye contact, and flirting from the stage. I'm not opposed to this.
The two most eager ones are a younger guy who I'd estimate around 20, with a lean and twink-ish body but fantastic ab definition. He smiles and looks so approachable. He makes eye contact with me and seems genuine. I kind of want to be his friend. Is he my type? Not really. His body is fantastic, so maybe I could make it work. He's cute as well. I'm sure he's a 10/10 for some of you. If I recall, he was #33. 
The other one is also not my type, but his attitude is infectious. I'll soon learn he's a performer in the "Big Cock Show!" He's thin and a little older, maybe in his thirties. He has a really comedic personality. He looks at me and grabs his dick, which makes me laugh, and he laughs. We make a lot of eye contact, and every time I look at him, he laughs back and points to the seat next to me. He wants to join me, but I play coy. I shake my head, and laugh. I put my hand up and block the view of his large bulge. He laughs. I like this playful banter. I could get along with this guy too. Again, not really what I'm looking for, but all of my bar experiences have been lacklustre, so the personality is winning me over.
The mamasan is quite forceful here. Every 5 minutes, they come to my table and ask which one I'm interested in. I say I'm not sure, and they hover around my seat. I find this very uncomfortable. As the show goes on, without a single memorable act (were there even acts?), I'm finally willing to buy someone a drink. I tell the mamasan that I have two choices, #33 and #55. He can't understand me when I mention #55, so I let it go, and ask for #33- the younger Twink.

I ask, "Is he gay?" "Yes, gay." they confirm. Okay. While I appreciate straight men a lot more, my experience with them in the past was disappointing, so I'm willing to try someone who may at least have some interest in me outside of a paycheque.
He comes to sit with me and I tell him, "I find you very cute, you look really approachable, I want to be your friend." I laugh, hoping this starts some conversation. He makes an effort but the banter quickly ends. He speaks okay English, but there is no personality to him. He's cute and meek and submissive. He grabs my hand and holds it. I tell him that he has a nice body, and quickly begin to figure out if he's a good off. "Are you a bottom?" I ask. I assume he is now based on his personality, but I'm hoping he's a top. "I'm whatever you want me to be," he replies. Oh great. "Do you top or bottom more often?" I explicitly ask. Bottom. Okay, that's fine. 

He points to the stage. "Big cock show!" 4 models are on the stage, including the one who was flirting with me from the stage earlier. He sees me watching, and takes the opportunity to show off his cock. It's nice, about 18cm. His friend on stage is a little more my type and is even bigger, probably 20cm, so I'm a bit distracted. I don't talk to #33 during this show because I'm sizing up my options, and he's playing on his phone anyway.

After the show ends, I ask "You weren't in the big cock show!" jokingly. "I'm small," he says, and I'm a little disappointed but it's to be expected. I was hoping he was at least a good size, then he might be offable for me. I'm not really looking for a bottom like this. "Oh, okay" I say. The conversation dries up after that. I wonder if he will say anything, or make an attempt to start a conversation since his English is passable. There is no attempt. Is he shy? He goes back to playing on his phone, but holds my hand. I'm kind of not into it. I need a connection if you're going to want to hold my hand, and you're not even trying to start one.

Can he tell I'm not really interested? I decide to be up front as he still has half of his drink left and he's sat with me through 3 or 4 performances. "I don't think I'll take you home tonight, I'm sorry." He says he understands. I expect this to signal him to chug his drink and go back to find another client, but he stays for 2 more performances. He tries to hold my hand but I'm not into it anymore. I sit and watch the show in silence, it's a bit awkward.

The mamamsan comes back and tries to get me to pay an off fee. I'm not interested, I tell them. Some convincing happens through the determination to stay in my area and not walk away. "No, I'm okay." I say again. The boy finishes his drink and the mamasan comes back and asks for a tip. A tip? For the boy, and for him. "Isn't buying them a drink considered the tip?" I ask, genuinely confused. Do I tip a boy as well? I mean, I have no issue with this... but the boy put in barely any effort and it wasn't a match. Maybe I should tip his phone? That did more work than him.

The mamasan seems a little angry, and asks for 50 thb. "For what?" I ask. "Just give me something." I give the 50 thb, a little annoyed, not because of the amount but because of the audacity to be forceful in a tip. I'd consider tipping 50 thb to be rude. I'd rather receive nothing. Take it as you will!

I watch the remainder of the show, and the big cock show boy flirts with me a little more. I'm pretty turned off at this point. I finish my drink and I leave the bar. It's 11:30 and I have time to see another show at midnight. I scan the area and notice a name I've heard before, Screwboys. Let's check it out next.

 

Third Experience, Essence & Oil:

After reading CallMeLee's trip report, I started looking into massage parlours. I have only received massages from the standard shops, from older women for a modest price. They've been okay but who wouldn't want a hunky man touching your body instead? I've been hesitant to try any of the male massage parlours because the ones that shout-out to you as you walk by are often littered with twinks and don't necessarily promise anything therapeutic. A man I'm not into and an experience I wouldn't enjoy? Pass.

Honestly, the goal of these encounters isn't necessarily to cum. Sex is easy to find. Grindr has a wealth of options and saunas exist. I'm willing to pay for two things, and merely for convenience: 1) a muscular physique, especially if they can provide a muscle worship session, or 2) big asian cock, in excess of 20cm. "Rare!" you say, but it's definitely possible to find.
So for me, these parlours needs to provide a decent massage and a well-built masseur. I don't need the happy ending. Take off your shirt, we're good! 
When CallMeLee praised Ssense, not only for the respectfulness of their masseurs but also for their talent, I was intrigued. I added Ssense to LINE and was impressed with the ease of use. You can view their menu of services, their selection of masseurs, and you can book in advance. I took a look through the models and identified a few that interested me. 
Choke, Singha and Bank. This was based on their level of muscle. Initially I booked Choke, because I appreciated his dark skin and the photo they provided showed a lean, well-built body with impressive abs. I read the reviews for Ssense afterward, and rarely saw Choke mentioned. Was he not popular, or simply not very good? I took into consideration his darker skin, which I like. Was that why? I saw a ton of positive reviews for both Singha and Bank. 

Oh no. Did I make another mistake?

A quick LINE message fixed that. I asked if I could switch my appointment with either Singha or Bank, whoever was available. Bank was free. I viewed his photos one more time and was impressed with what I saw. The reviews for him were gushing. This was a good choice.
I arrived at the parlour and quickly showed the boy who greeted me the booking on my phone. "Ah, with Bank!" he said. I paid the fee for what I had booked, 1250 THB, which was higher than I expected considering my past massages were 300-400 THB. Hunk tax. I'm okay with that.

Bank greeted me when I sat down in the parlour, and I appreciated that there was a curtain to protect the privacy of whoever was inside. You can't be seen from the street. A nice touch. Bank asked me to remove my footwear and knelt down in front of me. He grabbed the sneakers and exchanged them with a pair of slippers. Another masseur came over and delivered an iced tea. I sipped the cold drink and enjoyed it, but put it down immediately, eager to start the massage. "It's okay, you can finish." Bank reassured me. I gulped the remainder. 

I followed him up a set of stairs and he washed my feet. I find this so endearing, even though I know it's typical practice. I noticed he was wearing a hearing device. Did I detect a slight lisp in his voice? Cute. I looked at his body as he did this. He seemed fit and tight, with impressive arms. He was a bit shorter than I imagined.
I was moved to a bed nearby, and provided with a change of clothes. Oh, is this a real massage? I was expecting to be naked, silly me. I change into the provided shirt and pants and it's time for the first part of the massage, an hour of Thai massage. Now I understand that Thai massage is performed easier this way. 
The massage begins with me laying face down. I'm dressed, he's dressed and I can't see him. Oh no! But the massage is GOOD! Bank has good pressure and a strong technique. He isn't spending a lot of time on only a single body part. He isn't just "going through the motions." This is a legit massage! I'm impressed. His English is minimal but he makes some small talk and asks a few questions. Anything beyond that, he uses the translator on his phone. He has to repeat things several times for it to translate properly, but he doesn't get frustrated. He repeats again and again in his gentle, soft voice, until the phone finally registers what he is saying.

I'm flipped over after a while, and while I never get erections during a massage, Bank's look mixed with his personality has me rock hard. As he is massaging me, he grabs it with his hand gently and wiggles it, giving a little laugh. I find this so cute. Still, nothing sexual occurs. The massage continues to be top quality, although there is a female patron in the bed next to me, and she is quite the chatterbox. She's speaking Thai so I attempt to tune her out. Near the end of the massage, a few more clients arrive. The quiet was peaceful, but luckily it's on to the second part of the massage.
1 hour cream massage. We switch rooms to one on a higher floor. The room is quite nice! Bank sets the appropriate lighting, turns on some music, provides me with a towel and asks me to take a shower. The room has a small shower in the corner, and it's spotlessly clean. He says he will go and get the supplies to massage me with, and I'm a little sad he didn't offer to shower with me. We can't have everything, but now I'm really wondering if anything sexually will occur at all!

I strip naked and shower. A few minutes later Bank is back in the room and I'm laying face down on the massage table with a towel over my butt. It's respectful, right? Luckily things are about to take a turn. 

Bank removes his shirt and I'm left to stare at his muscular chest. He has firm and impressive pecs, and noticeable abs. His arms are thick. His body isn't fully to my ideal standard, but let's not be picky okay? This man has already won my heart with his personality. I smile at him and I look at his body, and he smiles back. I take this opportunity to softly touch him as he massages me. I run my finger along his skin, and then work up the courage to place my hand on him. "Is this okay?" I ask. He nods and smiles.

The cream massage is nice, but nothing special. It feels particularly good on my back, since my condo has an absolutely awful mattress that wrecked havoc on it the night prior. About 20 minutes later, I'm flipped over and Bank notices my erection again. He takes the towel off, and asks "How much will you give me?" He smiles politely and I don't feel pressured. Unsure of what to offer, I type on his phone: 2000. His smile gets bigger, and he begins to strip completely naked. He tells me to touch his cock. He has a small bush of pubic hair, which I love. He's uncut and his dick is of an average size. Nothing special, but it fills my hand as I gently stroke it. 

He makes a swimming motion. I'm a little confused, but not seconds later he's covered himself in cream and is sliding his body against mine. I love this. I can feel his strong stature against me. I'm in heaven.

He seems to want to get me to cum. I tell him, "I don't think it will happen" and he seems confused. He changes my position and starts rubbing his dick on my ass. I imagine him plowing inside of me with each rythmic stroke. I look up at him and he smiles again, he seems so playful and carefree. He doesn't look like every other money boy I've witnessed, with a blank expression and shifty eyes, eager for the cash and to leave the room.

I get up the nerve to ask, "Can you flex your arms?" and he does quite well. He shows off his body. Flexing both biceps until they're tight and baseball-sized. He flexes his abs until they appear a little more defined through his skin. He stays like this, and pumps his dick against my ass. There is no penetration, but the sight is exactly what I needed.

He jerks me off a little, and then goes back to sliding his body against me. It actually feels very good. I tell him that it's okay if he just flexes, and I jerk myself off, knowing this is the only way I'll cum. He shows off his biceps some more, and lets me kiss them. I blow a huge load onto my chest. Bank cleans it up and then showers himself off. 

Thinking the massage is over, I sit up. He says, "I finish now, okay?" and I'm a little confused. He proceeds to finish the massage! He spends well past my booked time finishing the massage that he didn't complete, and even gives me a shoulder massage as well. I'm so impressed by this. A real professional. Wow!

He tells me to shower and that he will be back. I do exactly this, and get dressed. He talks to me briefly some more and asks a few questions about me. He gives me his social media profile and tells me to book him again through the shop. He recommends an oil massage next time, as he is not a fan of cream and how it dries. I try and pay him the cash tip I promised, and he says that I can give it to him downstairs. Wow!

I walk back to the lobby and I'm presented with another tea, this time warm, and two biscuits. This is good service. Bank sits by the door and the massage parlour begins to fill with other patrons. I finish my tea and leave the biscuits and Bank opens the front door for me. I give him the 2000 THB in cash and he thanks me. I leave feeling very refreshed and with a little bit of a crush.
 

Second Experience, Online Shopping:
I browse Grindr and get a lot of messages from locals. It's late at night and I come across the acronym 'HF' and wonder what it means. By comparing the photos of the men offering it, I soon learn. I take a mental note to avoid any profiles with this mentioned, as well as the ice and freezing emoji, the rocket ship emoji, and the clouded face emoji. Oh the joys of Grindr. I download Hornet and Blued, but quickly delete them as I find them more cumbersome to use. I see a lot of different faces on each app, but the level of English spoken seems much worse. I will wait for my Thai to improve.

On Grindr I come across a profile for a muscular man with tattoos, a slightly hairy chest and a face that resembles a fox. I'm quite attracted to him. He sends more photos and he appears to be well-endowed. He's a money boy, and offers his services for 2500 THB. I agree and send him the address to my hotel and in 20 minutes he knocks on the door to the room. Better than most delivery drivers back home. They can't even figure out how to enter the building. 
This encounter is more sensual. He seems polite but not shy. Quiet but not afraid. We greet each other, and then he lets me peel his clothing off slowly. I kiss his chest. His chest hair is trimmed but evident. Not just a treasure trail, but a hairy chest overall. I learn that I have a new fetish towards hairy-chested Thai men. Add it to the list, alongside a neatly groomed moustache. I stop at his nipples and gently flick my tongue on them. He likes it or he's a good actor. I feel confident about his performance.
I spend some time kissing his armpits and he smells wonderful. Then his neck, and up towards his face. I stop because of the last encounter- honestly, if this was my profession, I wouldn't kiss either. To my surprise, we make out. He is passionate and intense, a good kisser. I work my way back down and unbuckle his pants and take out his larger-than-average cock.

He's uncut and it's quite thick and heavy. I love the weight of it in my hand. I put my mouth around his cock and let the warmth of my mouth envelop it. He moans gently and I become entranced by the act. I love worshipping a nice cock, sensually working it and enjoying it throbbing on the preface of my throat. No condom. This is the moneyboy experience I was looking for.
We move toward anal sex, and he fucks quite good. He has a solid skill and knows how to use it, but he's not quite at the size I'd like. I'd estimate around 18cm. I don't say this to be a size queen, it is just what I have found works the best for me. I can't cum otherwise. He continues to fuck me for a long time, and after 20 minutes, he asks if he should cum. Again, no condom. I tell him "yes, please!" and the thought of him unloading inside me works me up to another level.

He's forceful and a little rough, and uses my ass as he pleases. Perfect. I ask him to flex as he climaxes, but he either doesn't feel comfortable or doesn't quite understand. His English is better but still not fluent.

He looks at me and asks "You no cum?" and I tell him no. "Okay, I help, or you don't sleep." I tell him that it's unlikely that I will, but let him try. He kisses me again, and strokes my dick, and even sucks me off for a minute or two. I put my hand on his shoulder and tell him it's okay. I know it will take another 30 minutes and it's already quite late. I'm satisfied with a load inside of me and don't need to cum. 
He's taken aback and reiterates that I won't be able to sleep, and seems curious as to whether or not I'm satisfied. "It was very good," I tell him, and ensure he knows that it's not his fault. I pay him 2500 THB in cash. He is happy with this. I wonder again if I should tip, but we agreed on a price before hand and he is not pushy at all. He is very respectful. He showers himself off, spends a minute in the washroom, and gets dressed and waits at the door. I give him a long hug and we say our goodbyes.

I'd rate the experience as Satisfactory, but it didn't blow me away. I dream of his chest hair as I lay in bed, and wonder if I can find another Thai guy with a similar look. I save his profile on Grindr in case I'd like to contact him again. As I drift off to sleep, I'm concerned with the amount of money it took to get here, but I've finally had a successful moneyboy experience. I can't help but imagine what's next.

First Experience, Two Nights in Space (Cont.)

But ultimately I pull it forward and tuck it behind the waistband of my pants, as to hide my awkward erection in public. I'll come back tomorrow night.
I spend my free time scrolling the TikTok feed of Jupiter and looking at the videos they've posted recently. Every night they post a video of the line-up of guys. I look for the one I shortlisted, and screenshot his photo. 
I return at 10:00 PM and before entering the venue, I show the street hawker my phone and the photo of the model. I ask, "Is he working tonight?" The hawker looks confused, and ushers me over to the door staff, who confirm his name is B, and he is there tonight. I pay the 500 THB and get sat in a very good seat, with no one beside me. I order a drink, this time alcoholic and pay the extra fee. I tip on the drink. 

Not a minute later, a mamasan sits beside me and confirms my selection of the night. He asks if I want to talk to B before the performance starts, and I decline. I'll invite him for a drink later. Should I have taken this chance? While I was confirmed on my selection, I'd rather see him in the show first, to re-confirm this is exactly what I want. What if he had a bad attitude tonight, or seemed ill to perform? Okay, now I'm just making excuses. I fucked up.
The show begins, and it's much the same as the night before. Less intensity, and the club is less crowded. When the models do their initial walk on the stage and around the bar, I offer B a 100 THB tip as he passes my table. He bows and puts his hands together politely. He is not flirtatious, but seems respectful.
Another dance number begins the string of acts, but this time all of the performers are off. It's very low energy. A drag performance immediately follows. It's less elaborate than the night before. I didn't come for the show tonight though, so it doesn't bother me. As I've come to understand, each venue has their good and bad nights. Luck of the draw. 

The models strut by again, and I tip B another 100 THB. Again, he bows and puts his hands together. I want to catch his attention. I've never done this before, so I'm sure I'm throwing out unnecessary money. My indiction the night before was that the boys are in high demand and you often don't get your pick, but tonight it seemed that even the patrons were less interested. There was no tipping and no shots being offered. There were no screaming women having the time of their lives. Was anyone smiling? Soon I would be.
The mamasan sat beside me again and confirmed my selection. Where he seemed immediately interested in offering me B before, this time there was hesitation. "Well, he's straight, so I'll have to check with him." Okay. I'm a courteous and respectable person. If he's not comfortable, why would I force it? But let's not forget the purpose of this establishment either. Chuckle with me. Ha. Ha. 
B is sat beside me shortly afterward and the waiter confirms that I will purchase his drink. He is stiff. He looks straight ahead and doesn't engage much. I ask him, "Your name is B?" He can understand but his English is not great. We banter very briefly. "Are you Thai?" I ask because his look appears to be Chinese, and I find him incredibly beautiful. "From Udon Thani." He explains. I try and use this to engage in further conversation as I will travel to that region soon. It doesn't work, he appears uncomfortable. I'm a little taken aback. I'm not a bad looking person. I'm in good shape. I'm well dressed and polite. I don't touch him, but he seems scared. I sit for a bit and watch the show, looking at him occasionally. He fakes a little smile. I figure, I paid for his drink, I'll see if it's okay if I rub his back. He shakes his head up and down and smiles and then goes back to a blank expression. I make sure, "Is this okay?" and again the same gesture.

His body is tight. His skin is soft and cool. You can feel the muscle clenching underneath, rock hard and chiseled. I'm very impressed by his look. He has pale skin and big ears. A stern expression. I try and tell him that I saw him in the show the previous night, and that I was impressed with the size of his dick. He shakes his head the same way. I assume he doesn't understand me.

Okay, is it just the language barrier? To be honest, my intention with him is to have him flex while he fucks me with his massive cock. His body is incredible and I simply want to worship him, and his tool looks like it can provide me ample pleasure, even if he doesn't give it his all. I'm accustomed to 18cm or more, so this is my target when seeking moneyboys. 

He sits for a while and finishes his drink. Then it comes time for his performance. Unfortunately I'm unable to watch him perform, as immediately the mamasan returns and confirms that he will go back to my hotel with me. I pay the 500 THB bar fee. I am unsure if I should tip, so I don't. I think this is a mistake? The mamasan seems happy anyway.

When the performance finishes, B is fully dressed in street attire and looks quite good. He comes to my table and grabs me and takes me outside, where we flag down a taxi and head back to my hotel. He speaks to the driver in Thai to help him navigate. We sit quietly in the back of the taxi and he stares out the window. I admire the way he is dressed and his stern demeanour. I am going to love using his body.

I'm staying at Beanstalk, where the room is quite minimal and the bed is Japanese style, low to the floor. I worry if this is an unusual or unimpressive accommodation for B. We enter the room, and he immediately sits on the bed and removes his shirt. He begins to undress. Part of my desire was to slowly removing his clothing and to appreciate every muscle of his body, as he flexed them ritually. 

That was not in the cards. I touch his body. I run my hand on his chest as he lays back on the bed. I push against his abs, feeling the solidity of the muscle underneath the layer of skin. I grab his pecs and caress them in my hand, filling the entirety of my palm. I ask him to flex and he doesn't understand. I make the motion with my arms, flexing my own biceps. He does it half-heartedly. I'm a little disappointed. 

He quickly undoes his pants and pulls out his dick and starts to put a condom on. I take this as understanding it's time for penetration. No. I suck his dick. It gets hard quite quickly, and again I'm taken for a bit of a shock. Is this the same model? His dick is significantly smaller, even though he's seemingly aroused. I'm told later that dicks in performances are often pumped to appear much larger. Okay, then pump it up! It's not small, but it's more akin to 17cm now.

He keeps the condom on as I suck his dick. I just don't have any interest anymore. A blowjob with a condom? I can't do it. I stop sucking him, and I try and kiss him. He keeps his lips closed and pushes me toward his neck. He smells good, but I'm being disappointed at every turn. Surely the sex might at least feel good.

I ask him to fuck me. "No fuck" he says. My jaw hits the floor. Excuse me? "No fuck."

Clearly I misunderstood the purpose off Jupiter, or some rule somewhere, or missed some step in the process. "Just suck, you suck me. No fuck." He seems angry. I ask him if he can remove the condom, I don't mind giving oral, in fact I thoroughly enjoy it. But I can't suck a piece of latex. He says he will not remove it.

My mood is killed, my desire is gone, my erection shrivels, and I'm left agasp. Is this what people pay for? Is this the moneyboy experience? I think back to the trip reports I've read, and there is so little detail about the sex, just about the general 'good time' they seemingly have. Oh no. What have I gotten myself into.

I just give him the 2500 THB mandatory tip and he gets dressed and leaves. The entire stay lasts 30 minutes. He says thank you, but doesn't offer to keep in communication or try and schedule another appointment, which is what I will soon find out is customary. I sit in my room for a moment, thinking about what just happened, and I feel incredibly bad. I just paid a total of 4800 THB for the most disappointing sex I think I ever had. 

I get over it quickly, and head to Grindr for something free. This time there's passion.

that was expensive dinner but you did right thing, you removed guy from bar thus depriving him chance to get an off so he should be suitably compensated.
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when come  to noise level Jupiter along with Sol and XBoyx Pattaya are three worst bars and also they have tendency to put AC too low so there's taste of arctic in soi 4. Esthetics of admiring handsome boys in big part compensates for those deficiencies.
You correctly noticed Jupiter way - boys seem to be disinterested but as soon as you invite them to seat with you all of the sudden that become , so to speak, normal and friendly.

Jupiter bar: the entrance fee is normally 500 baht, but during songkran time they increased the entrance fee to 600 baht, the 2nd drink fee is 250 baht and it is quite reasonable compared to other bars
The bar has 2 floors and is large. Reservations are required to sit in the front rows, and are generally reserved for regular customers who open bottles. During my visit it was really crowded and there was no place to step. I counted 32 men walking on the podium and their quality is really high.
My friend's best friend works there, we invited him to our table and I met him. It's true that the men have serious expressions when they get on stage, but I noticed that they are quite friendly when they sit next to you.
We bought him 2 drinks and chatted and watched the shows together.The bar's shows are well organized and keep the audience excited.
We paid extra 500 baht to bar and we took him out, had dinner together and then said our goodbyes ( 3000 baht tip was given for his short-term acompany that night, which was stated to be the standard tip for Jupiter).
Maybe later at night or on days when there are fewer customers, 2500 baht is an acceptable amount.
However, there is constant chaos in the bar. There are waiters and captains running around. We sat for about 3 hours and when I went out I felt tired from the music and the crowd.

Moonlight bar: Entrance fee 500 baht. I think it has lost its popularity compared to the past. The night I visited there were 12 people on stage and an additional 6 models. I think they have a working system that pays more attention to models.
Mr. Y, one of Mr. Vinapu's favorites, was there with all his charm. 😉
Mr.Mean was watching a show with a group of Asian girls. Then we saw the same team at the Foodland Market restaurant, they were chatting in English at the next table.
As for Mr.Babe, I saw him in front of the door of Jupiter bar the other day, he greeted and talked with my friend. My friend said that everyone at the bar loves him, he is a smiling and friendly person.
Banana bar: Customer drink fee is 400 baht, boys drinks are 300 baht.
Customer turnover is too high, people walk through the door or look at them with confused eyes and give up on entering.
 Breaking news: Famous mamasan Lucy has left the bar and no longer works there.
There is an increase in the number of employees compared to my previous visits, I definitely saw 3 very handsome guys, coincidentally they are all Cambodian.
 
 

Regarding payment, I paid a little more than the current standard prices and I do not regret it.😊
-7,000 baht tip per day 
- Bar penalty fee for 5 days 5*500: 2,500 baht
- In addition, daily travel, food and entertainment costs were also my responsibility

Summary
 Definitely and by far sightseeing’s  high point was Sukhotai and Kampheang Phet. Fact that my friend K decided to go with me  doubled that travel  fun. Angkor and environs were  second, because all those places I already visited in the past but Cambodian ruins have such pull on me that I can visit there to no end.
I’m glad I went to Phuket, finally I know how it is there and may return in future if only to explore gay scene bit more energetically than I did this time. I beat my cousin to James Bond Island , that counts for plenty as well.
 As for boys I did not get anybody I regretted to engage. With few some improvement could be used but there were no antics like leaving suddenly out of blue (ok there was one case but I let it go for reason explained ) . It looks that engaging tried and tested pays big time and if we meet winner it’s good to keep him close like I did with both  PP and Pattaya guys, new to me. S was great travel companion and I’m glad I had him with me in Siem Reap and by my side every few days in Bangkok. Y knows I like him and shows his appreciation every time we met. NM surprisingly showed his romantic side  and both Tawan guys I offed facilitated  steamiest nights I had in whole month.
All 7 guys mentioned above had one endearing trait, none of them asked for any extras  other than agreed. When we dined their choices were modest. I liked that . I don’t mind to open purse but don’t like to be treated as money well.
Some quotations this trip were  excessive, certainly boys are trying to cash in. With one exception I managed to keep their tips within my  budget, bargaining down when necessary. Only case I yielded  I treated as last of our many meeting in the past and can’t see repeat in the future.
 It was one upsetting  disappointment , right in the beginning, indifferent look of Jupiter guy , veteran of many offs. But I guess all comers to an end, even customer  loyalty and client’s infatuation .
And two regrets, both for lack of time . I should off that Tawan waiter at least once more. I never thought I will be regretting not offing the twink but here I am. And I did not gave a chance to two Banana Club guys ,  Vu Thy and new #31. I think I know where my first steps next trip will be.
 Now you guys can vent your frustrations with me “ who the fuck writes such long and convoluted trip reports ? Screw you vinapu!
 
 
    

Day 27 last
 In the morning we released some steam before going for breakfast and then parted ways.
Today is my last day so I went to buy couple packs of my favorite Khao Son 3-in-1 coffee to take home to last me till next trip . Otherwise decided to take it easy before long trek home .
At 3 pm I expected NM, massage guy, tried and tested before for a visit . He showed up on time. We always have good time but today we had REALLY good time, he let me to see his romantic side a bit. So happy I was that he mentioned he would like to go to see what he called ‘ sky walk ‘ atop Mahanakhon , steps  from  my hotel , I jumped into suggestion and after we were done  I told him we are going there. You should see his smile.
 It was Sunday afternoon and it was pretty crowded on the top, I’d venture it was most crowded of my at least 20 visits there but there was still room for us. At least NM was brave enough to step on the glass without any fuss and took 2 zillions pictures to make his friends jealous I guess. I showed him the 75th floor washroom with the view as well.
Both happy then we went to G’Bangkok for my last supper. Not necessarily best idea because I sensed NM did not like farang food he ordered. My fault , I should warn him where we are going.
I returned to my room to start packing. True to form for last few trips I wanted Y to be my last so contacted him to ask if he will be working tonight. Answer was bit non-standard ‘ yes but for a time I don’t accept long time anymore” . Whatever reason was  it fit my schedule so to speak as I was planning to leave at 4  am anyways so told him ST is ok tonight and at 9.pm was in Moonlight already. It was quite empty , soon Y joined me and explained reason for rejecting LT. Has girlfriend now and she want his to be home at decent hour knowing he works till 2 am.
Explained him why it will work perfect  to night and off we went straight to the room as none of us was hungry. It was fitting conclusion of  such long , varied and successful trip and we had fun. Around midnight phone rung, lady voice was heard and Y responded something. When they finished he smiled broadly and said he has permission to stay till 3. Couldn’t work better. After he left, at 3 am on the dot indeed – that girl must hold his balls tightly , I finished packing, made last tea and just before 4 left my room.
There was taxi just passing by so I stopped her but it turned out it was ordered by two guys from other side of soi. This being Bangkok  another one appeared right after. He wanted 500 to airport. Since I was in mood I agreed but was smart enough to tell him ‘ you pay the tolls”.
Everything went smoothly in the airport and at Narita’s connection so all looked as happy homecoming but it was not. Before going to be I decided to eat something , opened my fridge and got hit with   some unpleasant stench . At one point at my absence she decided to call her 19 years service done.
So I had some cleaning to do but still marveled at quality of the seals. In about 1 hr I was in I did not sense anything, no wonder my cousin taking care about my flower did not notice anything either.
Anyways it was not nice to be hit with need to buy new one following morning, Now, when I look at my fridge I smile as it reminds me such great trip and my longest so far to SE Asia.
 
 

Day 25
I like guys who are not rushing things and won’t go until I let them and he sensed it very well.
We kind of overslept so breakfast was out of question , I gave him some money to buy himself something , I packed my few things and went to Jomtien bus station where I had 11.30 bus booked yesterday. When booking I had choice of 11.30 or 14.00. All buses in between were already filled up. With enough time to eat something I grabbed coffee and  a sandwich in  small place at the station.
There was some rain mid way to Bangkok. In Silom  first I went to Foodland for lunch greeted by few smiles of staff as I was away for almost week.
 Room at Bann Silom was ready , I got the same I had last week.
Not long after I had guest. N , my occasional visitor not from the scene messaged me this morning that he is free in the afternoon and can come. That is way we operate- he lets me know when he is free (or short of cash or both) and I tell him yes or no. No fuss from either side.
We had good , even  quite romantic time till 7.30 , broken with KFC treats he ordered on his way.
In the evening after he left I went for a stroll poking my head here and there , stopped at Hot Male for a drink, then went to Moonlight where I was surprised how few clients graced an audience.  
 Brave models  and floor boys still presented themselves to very few of us , only just before show crowd thickened a bit but not more than half of  seats were filled. At times I had impression there were more waiters than spectators. Hope situation improves as all in that is my favorite bar at the moment.
I was hoping Y will be there  but he did not show up or was already taken so I settled for so called second best AP whom I had already before in hard covid times. Long time no problem as he remembered me well , even hotel where we met but quoted me way more than I was willing to pay so bit firm price reduction was demanded by me before we settled on terms, lol  I think in passing that scarcity of customers may have something to do with tips expected.
 We went to Happy Beer Garden for a dinner and pleasant conversation before we went to hotel for our reunion
 

they can use as many question marks they  like  but I'm not second guessing . After receiving 2nd set of those all subsequent messages including ' can I see you in your hotel in Bangkok  ? " went unanswered

Day 23
 Setting alarm clock was smart as I woke up at 9.55, 5 minutes before it sounded. Yes , first thing was to grab the phone, On Grindr response from Z timed about 1 hr after I went to bed so I was already asleep. I responded right away where I am and what time I will be leaving.  On line message from Cambodian “ ??? “ send at 8.in the morning. So I asked why you did not show up? Only to get exactly the same “detailed” response .
 I left it as that, shower , packing up. I went for breakfast checking Grindr every few minutes but it was silent . At noon my taxi arrived and Z responded only when I was half way to the airport . Too late to meet unfortunately.
Today I’m flying to Utapao, airport near Pattaya. Not cheapest option but fastest as it by passes Bangkok and saves time waiting for the next bus to Pattaya at Swampy. And flight is with Bangkok Airways , it means there will be a meal and it was, very tasty at that. It took 90 minutes by turboprop. As bonus seat beside me was empty, always adds a bit of comfort. Habit of flying in the back pays again.
Here it is:


 
At Utapao there were two options of getting to the city – taxi and van offering door to door delivery for 300 baht if I recall correctly. I don’t think taxi was much more expensive but I decided to take van so van it was. We got to outskirts very fast but in Pattaya itself it was nightmare- 6 pm traffic with streets choked. I got great idea when van was dropping some guys at hotel near VC hotel I alighted and walked 10 minutes to my Copa in Boyztown certainly beating vehicle which was due to drop two other people somewhere before heading my way.
 Evert trip I try to treat myself with some luxurious digs for 2-3 nights. This time it was King suite at Copa with bedroom and living areas completely separated by the full bathroom in the middle.






 
I made myself at home , at about 8 pm. Bkkmfj from the forum showed up  and we sat down on Copa’s terrace to exchange latest and bit dated news as it was out first meet in about 1 year.
 When we got hungry we decided to snack on banana pancake in soi 13/1  for half of Phuket price and then headed to Dreamboys as this was my number 1  direction this trip. One of our member was there month ago and highly recommended #37 from there. Since he is one with taste mirroring mine there was no ifs, just go to Dreamboys. There were few attractive boys on the stage but no #37. There was #36 , very handsome , tall , well built and one who was actually dancing on the stage. So I thought my friend just mixed up number and had in mind #36 .
It was only one problem , he did not pay any attention to me, Bkkmfj even noticed he is not paying attention to anybody, just his view in the mirror on the wall. But there is cure for every malady so I used world renown and patented  solution – vinapu tuck.
 Yes, red note well placed inside of his , needs to be said, well filled briefs generated smile, this generated motion to come and sit down beside , drink offer and off. You go with me? Yes, long time ? Why not? Sealed.
It’s how I like it, I knew it will work well.
In meantime , rest assured my friend Bkkmfj find way of occupying himself with suitable company but that is his business. We left at the same time but in different directions.
 Arm,  my guy,  suggested we visit bar of his friend for a drink and I gladly agreed , it turned out that bar in in old Vassa bar location. I sensed it was right thing to do as that had a lot to talk about to an extend that friend even apologized that she is taking by guys and mine time by yakking and yakking but I had fun listening and as I said ,
I sensed it was bit more that killing time. Arm said he is her best friend and I could feel some human bond  between two. He was not shy to let me to hold his hand in plain view and it did not create any sensation among few other patrons who a gathered there in meantime. This is Pattaya after all. After hour or so we went to the room and fun started. He sensed immediately what I like and made sure I liked whom I had.

Day 22
 I woke up at 7 as at 8 I was supposed to join the tour and wanted to eat some breakfast. I found some restaurant already opened on the main street and had quite opulent breakfast for 200. Returned to hotel only to find out that van is already waiting . Since I had my day pack with me I did not even go to my room  but  got into van to find insider already family of 5 , all my compatriots. It turned out that only other family of 4 is joining us and one stop,  few more minutes later we were on the way to the pier.
But schedule is schedule so all that fast pick up meant only longer waiting for boat departure. Fortunately there were some snacks , coffee and tea available for free and beer for purchase for 60 baht so waiting was spent nicely.
Main goal for me was James Bond Island with famous and photogenic rock but first stop was rock with bat cave  . We went there on kayaks and yes , bats were there and stench was so intensive that few people almost threw out.





Than another stop at some picturesque  mid-sea rocks with another sea  kayak round. On the way to James Bond Island we were served lunch and it was filling and tasty. Throughout the cruise some drinks were free and beer was available for purchase.  




 
Surprisingly perhaps majority of ship passengers  were from Middle East with very strong Omani contingent and it was interested to see cultural differences as some of their ladies were  covered had to toe plus face but there were few who were dressed I no more than dental floss sized bathing costumes. Even more interesting , both groups interacted freely and obviously friendly. It must be Thai air dissolving prejudices.
On James Bond Island we were given some free time , island is very small but there are numerous nooks and crannies to explore plus several souvenir stall to browse.




 
 
There are toilet facilities and men’s urinals are truly ones with the view.  


After ;leaving island there were brief stop  for sea swimming by some lonely rock and as sun started to go down we returned to the illustrious shore.
By time we were delivered to Patong it was dark. Cruise  was truly enjoyable and highlight not only of Phuket part  but whole trip. And I had beaten my cousin to the Bond’s rock , seeing which is long dream of his. Life is fair, he dis not see rock, I did not see even one Bond movie.
 In hotel I refreshed myself and went to have some dinner ( you know what I had ) and ordered taxi to airport for tomorrow at the same kiosk I bought both of my tours.700 baht which seemed price posted in few other places as well.
At 10 pm I went to ZAG  welcomed by waiter of my adoration yesterday but today because it was much more crowded then yesterday he was much busier to keep me company. Not that I needed it as soon as I gulped my beer I went to Grinder and saw Z, hero of one of my pre-covid trip whom I met in Jomtien and took with me for few days to Bangkok. In covid time he disappeared from the scene and now , unmistakably it was him.  Wasted no time to send him a message and basically whole evening and night I was checking if he responded to no avail.
 At 11 as yesterday we were invited inside where I tipped 100 baht one of their models. As soon as he left scene he came to me and wasted no time to exchange Line as well as extract few drinks from me. We were supposed to meet in my hotel lobby after club closes . I left solving puzzle what happens  if Z also responds to time it will actually happen. Shortly before club closed at 2 am I went to lobby and till 3 nether Z responded nor my new Cambodian friend did show  up. So I gave up , made stroll through deserted Paradise sois, checked Grindr and Line for messages again to find nothing and went to bed but not before smartly setting alarm clock at 10.am.
Not particularly successful night but I was not disappointed nor upset , just tired.

Day 20
Of course we forgot about sunrise and parted ways quite a while  after that. Today I’m off to Phuket.  It’s my first time there. Few people mentioned that ‘ you will forget at times that you are in Thailand “ .
On another had my friend is there ( not gay)now and he swears by the place spending most of his time in Thailand there , often bypassing Bangkok entirely. So bottom line is I’m very curious. Since my said friend is there but leaving tomorrow morning I’m booking 1 night in hotel he is staying to keep appearances and tomorrow I will move to Paradise Complex.
To Don Muang by usual combination of BTS+ MRT + SRT red line, in airport smooth. Flight with Air Asia uneventful but not very comfortable due to cramped seats but at 50$  for 90 minutes flight  I’m not one to complain.
In the airport I followed signs for ‘public bus” , there called Smart Bus. There are  3 different lines with schedules well posted and mine, in direction of Patong was departing  quite soon. Left half empty by but time we reached Patong in about 1 hr it was filled to capacity.
I alighted somewhere central, not sure where as it was my first time there , later on I learned it was quite close to Bangla road and to get to hotel I took motorsai. He quoted me 150 , I as instructed by my friend counter offered 100, immediately accepted , still too much for 6 minutes ride , even if uphill but I was in no mood to haggle for another 20 baht.
Got room with quite a nice view with Royal Paradise Hotel well visible in a distance so knew immediately where in relation to gay area I’m. My friend was waiting impatiently being hungry so soon after we were climbing to nearby recommended restaurant with the view and one of best chicken with cashews I had this trip.
 Then we went downhill to central Patong to get grip of the place and as always when one is freshly arrived, curious of every corner  and another one already 14 days there who been everywhere dozen times it was basically waste of time for both of us  but at least we stopped by one of many booths selling tours and I booked  grandly named Tour of the Island  for tomorrow morning.
Listed price was 1400 but I got it for 900 without even bargaining – lady knew my friend from few tours he booked with her so gave proper price right away. Bottom line there it seems is don’t pay listed price but if you have time , bargain down and if necessary see another 1 or 3 places and see what their price will be.  There are tons of offers but it means there’s customer pocket friendly competition. Or at least it’s  what it seemed.
Seeing my friend is itching to return to hotel as he is leaving tomorrow morning and needs to pack I gladly suggested we do ,  if only , after refreshening to return to Patong for further exploration , this time alone. Of course first steps to Paradise Complex, I located my hotel I will be moving in tomorrow, Cruise club across it , big Zag club beside in the same soi.
Soi seemed full and busy then surveyed parallel soi with massage shops where one of the guys caught my eye so I enroll his services. 500 for the shop. Further compensation was discussed inside in the process already when my suggestion he can remove his clothes as it’s too hot was countered with 3000 request. Sorry I only look as first timer so told him , no,  just go on with massage. “ how much you give me ?” he still had hopes for business , “l000’ was my offer and we settled on 1500. To be honest , still too much for what I got but it’s OK, finally my first Phuket boy.
After that I treated myself with banana  pancake for 80 ( I just paid 30 few days ago  at Sukhotai for the same ) , went to see famous Bangla Road and was amazed how crowded it was that late. Certainly Patong visitors like their fun and after declining  proposals from 3 or 7 ladies of the night there I returned to hotel.
 

Day 19
 I wouldn’t say there was a lot of fireworks that night but at least I had somebody to cling too so all good in the morning. No breakfasting together as he wanted to go at 7 and I felt still sleepy.
 This morning somehow I had urge to go to Mahanakhon, I’m never tired with thrill of stepping on that glass so after breakfast at Foodland of all place I went there to enter just when they were opening at 10.00.
Admission 880 baht before 16.30, 1080 after that but seniors only 350 no matter when. It’s good to be old thought  I paying my dues after lining up behind 30 or so people. Definitely tourism picked up and gone are days in 2021 and 2022 when that early I was lone visitor for first several minutes.
View today was so, so though with bit of smog hanging on.




 
Returning to hotel I visited K in his room in Serene Silom , nice although considering price difference I like Baan Silom better  even if there’s no pool nor breakfast there .
 We resolved to check on Jey spa this afternoon so upon returning to the room across the soi  I booked Noom there for 2 pm. Their response as always was fast. We went by BTS  and entered  just before our time . Mamasan  recognized me and welcomed me with’ welcome home;  lol . Soon Noom enters the lobby and it was one of most pleasant moments of this trip as seeing me his face beamed with smile ( we had pleasure twice before ). It was not faked smile , I could see. 1250 for 1.50 session for massage , his minimum tip is 1800 but session was too good and that smile too broad to treat him with that minimum.
 After that K and I had lunch in some place in Sukhumvit soi 12 recommended by one of my friends, one of best chicken with cashews I recently had although not cheapest.
At 19.00 meet with Floridarob in Hot Male for drink ,  chat and subsequent stroll through the sois.
While walking by Tawan Mas , the twink , noticed me from distance so I parted ways with Rob for a while and went upstairs to succumb to Mas’s skills and charms. Tip 2000 and 900 for the room, not exactly cheap treat but I like Mas .
 Upon going down guys tried to stop me for a show but I had other plans as Rob and me decided to check Sol, new bar I never venture to so far. I texted K we will be there so he joined  us soon after Rob arrived at about 22.00.
When I was entering one of boys sitting outside stopped me and said “ I know you ‘ It turned out I offed him last trip from Moonlight but I was not particularly good memory as at middle of the night he asked to leave to , what else hand over the key to his roommate or something and never did. In the morning even had nerve to ask me “ how are you this morning?”.
 Soon after we sat down inside he planted himself beside, asked for drink which I agreed , if only because he remembered me with such detail and soon after got another lesson. Boy left without finishing even half of his bottle because he was booked and his customer arrived. Then I feel like old fool indeed. Second case like that this trip.
I’m not going bankrupt because of that   but clearly some  guys need tutorial of customer service.
As for Sol crowd inside was sparse which was surprising considering it was Saturday. Perhapas 10 spectators for the show total . It was too cold as AC was set too low and way too loud. There was couple who entered and few minutes after they sat down they left – I heard girl saying that it’s too loud. One would think that with few spectators they will do everything  to keep everybody in but no, waiter  just shrugged it off so those people left and nose level was as before.
 We soldiered on , I treated one best looking guy with customary red note, we liked both participants of smoke show. All in all not bad , show and boys but cold , nose and indifferent attitude shown to those complainers make me thinking how successful they will be. I wish them luck though.
Then we went to Screwboys across the soi , It was packed but somehow they found us some place in the corner. Mamasan there , only one in universe I like always remembers that I liked one of her boys nicked One , even if that was back in 2014 ( to this day I consider him best Thai boy I ever had pleasure with ) and even presented one of the current crop as his friend so I tipped guy red note for having good connections.
 We watched bit of show but at one point  I got message from S that he is free. Since earlier I arranged with him we meet tonight to see the sunrise tomorrow it was signal to go. K and I marched to Foodland with S joining us in the soi. We  had some meal and went to my room leaving  K on his way to his own.
At Foodland at the nearby table I saw Mean, rising star of Moonlight  model pack dining with some Oriental young lady. From  what I overheard he speaks quite a good English.
S as expected was excellent companion, very fitting to finish such busy and attractions filled day.

I find as I get older I don't like crowds or noise , it's not something I like though ....to be that way.
I get invited by friends to a Gay Mardi Gras pre event party ,I declined , years ago I would if loved going but not now,
I really envy the guys I see my age who are still out on weekend nights partying , I wish I could still be like that .
Every year up till about 2015 I went to Songkran , loved it , splashing water , face painting but as years went by my "spark" started fading ,no idea why , then crowds started to annoy me.
I miss those days 😭
 
 

Day 12
 Today  we repeated yesterday’s morning routine, breakfast was quite pleasant affair as I noticed few other patrons including few young girls were following S when he was picking his food and drinks and I swear  I was object of their jealousy having landed such handsome guy in jeans showing quite a nice bulge.  Doubt anybody was thinking ‘ oh that’s is guy with his grandson” . I did not mind S sending some smiles toward those girls fully knowing who winner is, let them have it.
Today’s destination is Sambor Prey Kuk, temple complex predating Angkor with most temples made not of stone but of bricks  from 7th century on,  located near Khompong Thom , half way to Phnom Penh. It took us 3 hours to get there.
 Entry is 10$ , they suggested hiring guide for the same amount and I agreed . She even dragged with her another girl- guide in training. Having guide there is good idea as objects are dispersed in the forest , trails  are well marked but still  on you own one may miss this or that.
 







 
 
It took us about 3 hours to visit every corner, I tipped that trainee 5$ then we went to local restaurant for a meal , 16.50 $ for three, not  a bad deal .
 Again long trip home , fortunately today Saturday  traffic was quite light and it was driver suggestion we go there on Saturday as he was afraid Sunday traffic will be heavier.
At home S suggested artistic part – dinner with Apsara traditional dance show on Pub Street so we went there. I like when my travel companions have own ideas not only asking “what we are doing now ? ”. At the table beside us young farang couple was sitting and I noticed both of them were paying an attention to S presence . Bit later when we had chance meeting on the street they even said  " Hi " to him ignoring me entirely. You can't imagine how my fragile ego was hurt at that moment
I meantime S got message from his bar friend , Siem Reap native,  who came  to see his folks at home and when he show me his picture it turned out I also know him from 2 long time offs, one threesome included. So we went to see him , he was dining with another boy and somebody suggested ‘lets go check Barcode “.
I offered to finance that escapade but at the door we were sent away- today bar closed for some private function. Other two boys said they are going to bed and that was idea S and I borrowed from them so we parted ways every couple marching to different bed. I had another senior moment – why I did not suggest  “ lets go all to our room”. Knowing that friend there was chance idea would be approved. Oh well. S and me still managed to had some fun including feasting on some pistachios and fruit while sitting naked on balcony right above hotel’s pool closed at that hour.

Phuket 
Bars
Didn't go to any, next time! Massage
4 Massage: Only went here this trip but quite glad this place still exists, although they have moved just around the corner from where they previously were. I went with 3 different boys here, one of which I've been seeing since 2019 who is always good fun. He massaged my legs for probably 5 minutes before the main event started, but he always gives me a good time. Another who was messaging me on Grindr on my last trip to Phuket (2022) I finally got the chance to try, and he was very good and happily bottomed for me, and another boy who was relatively new was also quite good and bottomed for me also (requested an inflated tip which I just had to laugh at). I always have a good time here. Hotel
Baan Paradise: Situated in one of the streets in the paradise complex, it was decent enough and close to all the action. I had a balcony room so was able to look out onto the street and watch the people go by. It is a pretty lively area with people coming and going, plenty of restaurants, bars and massage shops (for gays and straights), and it is only a short walk to the beach.  Other
Didn't do much else here, and although Phuket isn't one of my favourite destinations, I still feel drawn to it every once in a while. Maybe for the massage boys, who knows. It is quite a big island so I may try staying in a different area next time. The Phuket Smart Bus runs up and down the west coast from the airport down to Rawai and it is reasonably priced for 100 THB one way. Doesn't run super often though, maybe once an hour or twice in the busy periods. Nakhon Ratchasima (Korat)
A boy I met in Jomtien a few years ago went back home to Korat and asks me occasionally to come visit him so I thought I would considering I didn't have much else to do. I also wanted to try out the long distance trains, which were easy enough to book online, and very affordable. The train left from the new Krung Thep Aphiwat Central Terminal, which is absolutely massive but probably good forward planning for the future. I took a 2nd class aircon carriage which was comfortable enough. My hotel was less than a 10 minute walk from the train station, and after meeting the boy at Terminal 21, we later had a look around some of the attractions in the city as well as going to the tower back at Terminal 21 to look at the view over Korat. Boy stayed overnight, which was my only overnight this whole trip as I don't usually like long time. He also insisted on buying me dinner which I thought was sweet. I only gave myself one night here as I wanted to give myself an out incase things went pear shaped. Would I go back? Maybe, but it wouldn't be somewhere I would go regularly. I did see some farang there though. On the way back to Bangkok, I was in a 2nd class aircon carriage and this was the type with the open windows and also the back door was wide open as we went. I really enjoyed watching the scenery go by, and really interesting and exciting to see all the new structures for the train lines going up, which are massive and seemingly a little out of place in the countryside, but I think these are for the new high speed rail that is going to Laos and other places? I had a cute guy sit next to me for some of the trip, and I offered him some of my bread (which he declined), and later on struck up a short conversation with me before he got off at Saraburi. Final thoughts: I had a nice time and just kinda tried to pace myself since I was here for a while (and also not incredibly fit). I'm slowly building up my list of regulars which is good for future trips, and ate quite a lot of nice food. And same as always, I would often get mistaken for being Thai (which I take as a compliment), even in bars, and it's amusing when they talk to me in Thai and I just kinda look confused, or say something like 'kor tord na kap, English na kap'. I'll get around to learning Thai one day. My next trip may be in June/July, or December, or both. I'm not sure yet. But I do want to visit a few more places, like more islands. Thanks for reading! 

Day 4
For breakfast we opted for new Foodland at Park Silom this morning . At 8 am was so packed that we managed to get only last remaining table  in the corner so conductive to not so accidental knee touching and similar sinister moves.  Going there we passed stand with discounted clothing and some accessories and upon seeing S took an interest in some travel bag I bought it for him as a bonus for his contribution to my almost sleepless night.
I’m surprised that is more hot than last January but still at least some breeze in the morning pretending to be cool with some degree of success. 
After we parted ways  I started tourist program today which was  Lumpini and Sukhumit are where I walked from Silom, For some reason despite heat I felt like having walking day perhaps to vent off heat generated last night ?.
At night I decided to make some bar tour and started with Hot Male beer bar. P of course was asking what happened to me another night, he thought I was playing practical joke with him but I bluntly explained to him that I did not like fact that he asked for a drink  only to leave me to drink alone, fact that was noticed and commented even by some other patron. Anyways red note brought peace but idea of going with me tonight was dismissed.
I’m easy going but not that easy going and like to be treated a bit better than on my first night there.
Then to soi 4 to have beer at Banana while watching Jupiter boys coming to work and finally to Tawan. As always I was greeted enthusiastically and walking ATM curiosities should be I guess . I was surprised to see Mekhin there. At one time he was unquestionable star at Tawan and his fame lasted quite a few years. Then he moved to Jupiter and when I offed him in 2018 he told me it was very good move for him.
Few years ago he had serious accident  and disappeared from the scene so I was both surprised but also very happy to see him. He still has his sizable frame but unfortunately muscles are only shadow of steel reinforced  concrete they were when I saw him last time. He sat beside me pretending he remembers me from days past and told me he is still in recovery and indeed some fragility in him could be noticed.
As always at Tawan boys were circulating asking for tips shamelessly lowering their briefs  but today I decided to be not as much stingy as selective so few were left disappointed and one even commented that I used to have good heart and what happened to me to which I cheerfully responded that you guys become too expensive.   
Still as always I’m of opinion that Tawan is friendliest bar of them all  and I quietly thought if Jupiter was so friendly I were bankrupt long time ago. Sure boys are pushing for tips a but it all is done with good natured humor. I watched show,  tipped  f….ck show participants , even forked out 100 for j/o show but since my tip was only one  guy on the scene resigned but my red note was still taken, he, he.
Tawan is more diversified now with few twinks in the rooster and one of them being only waiter drew my attention with his smile so I decided to cross Rubicon and asked him if he wants to see my stamp collection. Me and twinky twink – shock waves were probably felt as far as Koh Samui but yes, after the show   to applause of whole bar we both marched out. It was actually pleasant moment to see that his co-workers seemed to be vary happy for the boy that he landed such handsome and generous farang i.e. myself.
Dinner at Happy Beer Garden, again he selected some  very modestly priced  dish and back to the room. 2nd Tawan boy this trip and 2nd quasi boyfriend performance This trip is really developing very well  and while there will be some mild glitches , that pattern will stay till very end.  Again,  as with D on the 1st night , I suspect he was happy  he got offed and did his best to show his appreciation. I did my part to make sure  he was rewarded for his efforts and it was money very well spent.