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The Anniversary Party at Winner Bar attracted many Farang and Thais plus a great abundance of tasty food. The go-go dancers mixed with the customers and entertained them with their distinctive  attire at the outdoor premises. Some customers did eventually wander to the interior to further chat and drink with the dancers. A successful party for all.
 

No dispute that there were more choices  in the past. But did most of us really used it? Perhaps expats or people on 3 months vacations.
I like it better now because it's now and presents options I can use currently.
Boys I was drooling about 10 years ago now are  often balding , developing respectable waist size and often trying to forget about their past job.
For me no memory substitutes for moment I'm entering bar  and spa now, curious as ever what I will find on other side of door . If I dream I rather visualize  my first walk next trip through soi 4  toward Jupiter on my way greeted by owner of G'Bangkok or barkers at Banana then recall some exciting first walk through soi Twilight bak in 2015 as much as I miss it. But it's gone   .
On merit of Sunee it's easy for me as I never really considered the place substitute to my more favorable digs - Boyztown. I liked Good Boys though but still can't say I missed it since it's not there anymore.

I must be pervert but for me ever new trip seems to be better than those previous ones. Not that I did not have fun then but I think now I'm better in navigating system and fishing boys closest to my dreamed of specification while then I tend to catch first who crossed my way and smiled at me. But it's just me 

I sometimes watch old videos on Youtube. Hoping to find som new ones from the past, but usually no luck. A moment ago I stumbled across this one, I had seen it before, but how can it be that this still brings tears to my eyes? Many familiar faces, thai and falang. The bar where my beloved worked can be seen, but at this time already under another name. Happy that he is still with me today after 18 years.
 

I want to say that 39 Underground sauna had something like what you described.  If my memory is correct on the top floor there are two patios.  On the smaller of the two patios there is like a ladder that goes up to another level where I think there were some mattresses setup. I didn't go up there because there was plenty of fun stuff going on everywhere else in the building.

Although I don't do four-hand massages, here are some things you might consider.
Four-hand are standard fare at mot shops and not difficult to arrange. However, if it was me I'd follow advice from Vinapu and others. Select one guy you definitely want in the equation and ask him to suggest the other member of your team.
I've spoken with a few members this year who've had four-hands at Natural Massage on Silom Soi 6 and they were  quite satisfied with outcome.
As for six-hand, you need a shop that has more spacious rooms. The one that first comes to mind is One Spa in Saphan Kwai. Even standard rooms are spacious with mattress on floor and ample space for guys to move about around it. And their roster certainly has the twink offerings you have in mind.

There’s no hard rule. That’s the tricky part. It depends on the day, the model you hire, your attitude towards him, his attitude in the moment…
It’s very… “hey I know you have to pay me, so let’s see what I can get away with” in my negative experiences. Whereas a massage parlor, they are way more invested in ensuring you leave happy.

Yes, with the limited time of the massage duration purchased....I like to hang out, have some drinks, not just sex express....
So whether on the apps or bars, I try to be very direct/explicit in what I'm looking for so there is no misunderstanding. If they don't live up to their end of the deal, I'm not shy to send them away without payment (maybe some small transportations money)...
I've brought guys back to the mamasans in the past, not many but perhaps a handful over the years because they were blatantly playing the , do nothing and get paid game....I don't play that.

this is exactly  how you should tip, according to level satisfaction and attention he lavishes on you. I'm not to shy to tell boy "leave that phone alone' either in bar or in the room and trained quite  few of then to ask if they want to check something on the screen or answer call.
don't be afraid to send boy tip free if you buy him a drink and he will leave you to talk to somebody else. It happens rarely but it does  and it's assholish behavior IMNSHO. On another hand watch those who gulp drink fast and are asking for another one, " I have one , you have one" is my answer  
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count on 5000-7000 short time tip, try negotiate less if you feel like but haggling usually spoils experience , but for that money I'd secure up front time 2-3 hrs so they wont leave you after first drop of what you know what 
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I agree with your assessment of massage venues and their boys, only inconvenience is that  their usual time limitation 1 or 1.5 hr in case you like boy and want to spent more time with him. On course you can work out with boys what they do, in many places you will be informed up front. When booking at Jey they will tell you outright is he is top, bottom or vers and his tip level for 1 or 1.5 hr
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don't have any preconceived notions as who does what, gay or straight. Personal charm and money , in any order and blend proportion are making miracles.
When one of  my forum friends told me certain super macho guy bottomed for him I thought " yeah, sure , he doesn't let even touch his butt without cringe, whom you are kidding ?' but said nothing and wisely. Next trip I offed guy  in question and he confessed that he did bottom for some guy and shock to himself , he liked it . I assume  he had my friend in mind but who knows if he came to liking it ?
I think I already reported , in January my semi-regular who is very averse to kissing as soon as he entered room planted THE KISS on me , I almost fainted. He said  "it's my New Year gift to you ".
 

Sixth Experience, A Dip in the Moonlight:

A poster on this forum recommended Moonlight to me after I mentioned my interest in muscle. It wasn't even on my radar before. I'd seen the signage on my walks through the area, but I assumed it was one of those bars littered with barely-legal twins. Boy, was I was wrong!

The location is a little unusual. There's signage outside of a narrow alley, and as you walk through you begin to question if you're in the right place. Surely enough, there's Moonlight a few steps away. I pay the 500 thb entrance fee and I'm lead inside. The place is moderately busy, but I get a good seat in the centre of the second row. There's a few patrons beside me, but they leave a seat empty directly next to me. I've noticed they do this a lot; to encourage a boy to sit with you? I'm typically one of the few caucasians in these bars. I've noticed a majority of clientele are Chinese. I've also noticed a lot of other patrons of these bars are lookers themselves- sometimes I'd rather off them than the models!
I've arrived a little early. I order a Coke Zero. I grabbed a Strong Zero (9%!) from 7-Eleven beforehand, and one of those gets me buzzed at the perfect level. Ordering a Coke or likewise, they deliver you a glass of ice and the can itself. Typically you can refill the glass another 1/2 to sometimes even a full other glass this way. Maximizes how long before they trot over to sell you another overinflated drink. Plus zero calories and no bad decisions. Win-win-win. 
The boys on stage are simply standing, rotating through 4 models at a time. They stand on stage and present themselves. A few of them are flirtatious and make eye contact and smile, much like Dreamboys. I find this endearing even though I know it's performative. It lets you know they are either interested in meeting you, or at least have the decency of knowing how to caress a patron's ego. I take this as a sign that they know their job is to please you or deliver a fantasy experience.
I'm impressed by the models here. There are a handful on the average side, but there are at least 6 models that are very defined and very muscular. I notice there are even more models in the bar than what appear on stage, so raise that number to 8. I take note of the numbers on the ones who interest me, although this is a preliminary visit to check out the show and I don't plan on offing anyone tonight. Do the numbers change on a nightly basis or largely stay the same? 
The mamasan approaches me before the show begins and asks which one I'd like. I find this a little off-putting, I've seen maybe a handful of the models, how am I suppose to chose now? "You're waiting for the show?" they ask. Yes. I notice patrons are already inviting models to their tables though. An older Caucasian pair have the two hottest men at their table. One extremely built model with a bad-boy vibe, wearing a durag on his head and adorned in tattoos. The other is fox-faced, beautiful with a lean and athletic body and shredded abs. This one would be my choice if he were available.
The show begins with a model coming out wearing white garments that appear to be a type of male lingerie? It doesn't appeal to me, but he has a nice body. He picks up a hoola-hoop adorned with ribbon and gyrates his body. It's a very strange act. I giggle at the sheer absurdity of it. I would love to meet whoever plans these out.
The act is very brief. In fact, all of the acts are quite brief. I don't mind. The next act has a model acting as James Bond. He takes out a fake gun and points it in various directions. Also a strange act. I giggle again. Okay, I see you Moonlight. This show is actually a lot of fun just in the absurdity. I don't think it takes itself seriously, or if it does, it was choreographed by Tommy Wiseau. 
The next act is a drag performance but I'm SO impressed with this one. The drag performer is stunningly beautiful and lip-syncs flawlessly. Finally, a bar that doesn't pull out the absolute bare-minimum of "just throw on a dress and move side to side." I know drag performances are a heated topic of debate. Again, I don't mind them in a small dose. 
The following two performances are lip-syncs from the male models. At first I assume they are singing, their talent at lip-syncing is quite good. The second performer stops part way through the song and it's confirmed. One song is in Chinese, the other in English. The Chinese song is more sensual and romantic, and the model makes eye contact and motions toward the audience members. The English song is more energetic and gives a k-pop performance kind of vibe, with the model exhibiting a ton of energy. 

Another drag performance, this time a duet with a male model, albeit fully clothed. It's a Phantom of the Opera act. I absolutely love this show. It's so ridiculous in all the right ways. The drag performer once again knocks it out of the park. 
Every model who performs or presents themselves from the beginning of the show to the end is my type. They are all extremely muscular in just the right way. Most are quite attractive and most seem very charismatic, with a few of the bigger guys appearing a little clunky and stiff. 
The model I want is still sitting with his client, and is now fully dressed in street clothing. Oh. He's been offed. I make eye contact with him from across the room as much as possible. I want him to know I'm interested. He looks back, but quickly looks away every time. I'm hoping the customer regrets his decision- clearly he's staying for the entire show instead of enjoying his purchase. That's not the case unfortunately.
Near the end of the show, the models come out and stand between the first and second row of tables, so I have a front-row seat. Seeing their bodies this close is a dream come true. Thank you so much for recommending Moonlight, wow. I will go back for sure. I've already told friends about the performances. I had so much fun. 

Having this number of models I'm interested in offing is also impressive. I'd rank Jupiter & Moonlight as being my favourite two bars so far. I'd go to both just for the show and I feel like the price is worth it for the entertainment. I also feel like they have the best looking models in terms of my preferred body type, but even then, their sheer handsomeness and charisma. If anyone has any other suggestions, I'm all ears. A few massage parlours have been recommended and I will head to those next.

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:

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...

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.

 

Part 6
 
After a quick breakfast in the hotel, Jake and I hailed a Grab taxi to take us to Siam Paragon, the pickup location for the tour we had booked. Navigating to the assembly area was a breeze, thanks to the clear directions and photos provided by the klook app. We arrived with half an hour to spare before departure, giving us ample time to purchase some snacks for the two hour ride.
Arriving back to Damnoen floating market was a nostalgic journey for me, as it had been years since I last visited. Activities like these feel awkward to be doing alone so Having Jake along made the experience even more enjoyable. It was fun  navigating the bustling waterways together, passing  through the vibrant market stalls, we couldn't resist sampling local delicacies like grilled meats on skewers, fruits, local delicacies I can't even identify, washing it all down with refreshing coconut water.
Following our exploration of the floating market, we made our way to Maeklong Railway, eager to witness the famous train weaving its way through the market stalls. Despite the enjoyable excursion, the relentless heat of the afternoon began to take its toll, prompting us to seek refuge in the shade whenever possible. Yet, the sight of the train thundering past, mere inches from the vendors' goods, made the journey undeniably memorable.Despite the enjoyable and picturesque tour, the sweltering heat began to take its toll, and I was grateful for the respite of the air-conditioned bus by mid-afternoon picking us up and ending the tour.
We got dropped off at Iconsiam which is good as the dinner cruise we booked will be leaving from this pier in 3 hours. With this planned and no time to return to the hotel , we went to a massage shop nearby to refresh our body from the grueling day trip and more importantly, have a shower and change clothes. 
The chao praya cruise was very enjoyable and seeing some iconic Bangkok sights from a different perspective is enjoyable. Food is decent and entertainment is also good. Jake and I just chill enjoying the sights over beer and friendly banter and a bit of heart to heart talk. When the cruise ended by around 10pm, we were exhausted, we then headed back to the hotel where we decided to chill for the night, Jake started packing his stuff. While I start making mental notes of what to do the coming days.
The next morning, we treated ourselves to an early lunch at Baiyoke Sky, soaking in the breathtaking views of the city skyline. Reflecting on the past few days, I felt grateful for Jake's companionship but also excited at the prospect of solo exploration. By early afternoon, Jake received a text from his friends indicating their arrival, signaling the end of our shared adventure. We bid farewell at the hotel, cherishing the memories created during our time together (not to forget a cheeky farewell sex before he took off!)
Still feeling tired, I decided to have a nap. I woke up around 8pm struggling to decide if I should go out or let my introverted self enjoy solitude for a bit. I did enjoy and had a blast having a companion during the last three days but part of me enjoy being alone sometimes. By 9:30pm, I am making my way to Surawong. My introverted self can have fun after this trip.
Freshboys was this night's destination. Place is decently full. I quickly surveyed the stage and can see more than 3 that I deem as offable. Maybe I'm being too sensitive but seeing the mamasan feeling up the guys on stage is a bit off putting for me. The mamasan will just walk past and nonchalantly place his hands inside their pants feeling their arse and cock. Then as if nothing happened, will just walk away.  I don't want to sound hypocritical but I just feel sorry for the guys.
Out of the 3 I shortlisted in my head, one made eye contact and smiled. Next minute he's sitting with me having the usual chat while watching the show. He introduced himself as Mek from Myanmar. He can carry basic convo but will whip out his phone from time to time for translation. When we approached the pointy end of our chat, he asked me if I'm looking for LT or ST.
"Short Time", I replied. I was so surprised with my response. Must be my introverted self speaking out loud.
With that, Mek and I made our way out of the bar and hailed a taxi to my hotel. 

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.
 

I'm stoked to hear that you had a pleasant experience at S'sense. I may sound like a broken record but it's one of those few places that you can have a proper massage and fun extras at the same time.
I think the massage package you chose required a room change. It can be a bit of a hassle so I recommend choosing a different one next time. The menu will specify if there's a room change involved.
Mr. S (the owner who's an eye candy as well) specified that minimum tip for body to body is 900. So I always used that as a guide and add more depending on level of extra fun provided. I would say you tipped at the high end but as long as you left happy and satisfied.... that's what matters!

Those side tables have their advantages!  The boys often line up on stage naked, but holding a large sheet in font of them to provide a teasing show when you face them as their erect cocks push out the sheet . But from the side you can usually see very clearly those same cocks in the gap between sheet and boys! Worked for me several times hahaha.
Toy Boys is, for me at least, the No 1 agogo in BoyzTown and a happy mix of twinks and hunks. Usually a happy atmosphere in there with everyone having fun, customers and boys.  The boys also like the bar as there is usually a steady stream of boys being borrowed for the night.
I have had more offs from that bar than any other in Pattaya, including several that have become much loved 'regulars'. Just a shame that the drinks are so expensive haha.
Also in BoyzTown, Classic Boy Bar (used to be Cupidol) is a twink heaven.
Pikky Bar is a quieter open bar, several well know faces seem to 'retire' here from the other bars, but a great place to relax with (a much cheaper) drink and watch the  world go by.
Good to see you making it to Nice Boys in Sunee, it remains the last 'hands-on' bar for mutual HJs and BJs in Pattaya, and the boys are far from shy! hahaha. 

We first tried to see the BoyzBoyzBoyz show at 10:30 but all tables reserved except for the horrible ones to the side of stage. They said they had to hold the others so we left without a show or drinks.
Toy Boys was second stop and boy Tawan boy and I both found boys we liked and had them over for drinks. Mine was from Laos and cute and on a normal night, I would have taken him but I can to celebrate the beloved's BD so I let him pick someone. Needless to say it was a fem boy.    But, very sweet and good English. We brought him back to the hotel and the BF had about 2 hours of fun with him. When I asked why I only get 45 seconds of fun every time, he said, "that is you and not me."  Oh well, age has both advantages and disadvantages.
We had stopped here after a trip to Sunnee. It was good to see that NiceBoys still has that photo of Charlie. Wow. He was such a fun guy and good to that bar.
As for ToyBoys, honestly, there were at least 4 or 6 guys I would have taken on my own. Some cute and well defined bodies. I did get my drink boys LINE as he said he comes to Bangkok some and wants to spend Songkran there.

Barely remember anything..... Woke up late, 8pm....thought about not going out, but knew I'd be awake all night on Grindr so I headed to Jomtien Complex.

Saw Gayinpattaya, lost a lot of weight and got a mans haircut, so doesn't look like a lesbian anymore 😝

Walked around, looked very busy for a Mon night....sat and drank at Cocka2 bar, Rob, the owner from Australia is such a nice guy. There's always a big table out front with Farangs from all over coming and going, always a good vibe.

Closed at 2am because word was police would be checking in.

Some guys were sitting outside a bar across the way and I stopped to talk with them, I liked a small guy from Laos and someone mentioned he had a big dick, not that I needed to know that, but helped with my decision to take him to my room.

Both of us drunk and horny, he gave a nice massage then we fucked for nearly 1.5 hours and yes, big dick and stayed hard the whole time.

We went to sleep about 6am and woke up at noon, went to lunch nearby here, if you like Thai food, there is this little hole in the wall place you'd never find unless you're looking for it.

I had Pad Kaprow pork with 2 fried eggs, he had seafood tom yum, 2cokes and bill was 190 baht....is maybe my favorite Thai restaurant at the moment, found it when I was here in Sept. 

It's not even listed on Google Maps.....was part of the reason I stayed in Boystown area instead of Jomtien....

https://maps.app.goo.gl/dpS7ynM9XrnwibPh9

It's the place with the green awning, I think they're closed on Monday.

 

Took Mike Taxi from Pattaya to BKK 1200 baht, driver showed up early, like always...was a female 😲
Had to stop for gas before leaving, why she wasn't prepared? Then restroom stop within 45 mins, wtf.

Got to Tarntawan, feels like home here, I know all the staff.

Was going to meet my German friend at Circus at 9pm, so I slept even though I wasn't tired.....
Stopped by Hot Male on my way to Circus, didn't see Alex so I just kept going.....Circus was busy but not packed. Watched the drag shows from outside and talked to a couple of the host boys from Cambodia....My German friend that lives here usually wants to go home early, but we stayed until midnight, I was surprised, but he liked one of the Cambodia boys and he tipped him....he never tips boys, lol

Did a walk around soi 6 from Silom as all the massage shops were closing and went to Super A....was late, sad and disappointing  @reader maybe I was just too late 😟

Walked back to Hot Male and Alex was there, his night off but was drinking (surprise, lol) I like him so much.

Went over towards ScrewBoys, everyone was outside because was a drag show on....I cruised and chatted with a few guys, one really got my attention. I told him to see me at Hot Male when he finished. He and a friend came over and said they were going to Banana Bar for after hours.....I went to my hotel to refill some cash (I don't have so many pockets) and went to Banana Bar, you'd never know anything was open on soi 4, was pitch dark..... went upstairs and found Screwboy guy and we hung out and got progressively drunk together.

Invited he and his friend back to my hotel, but first a stop at Foodland for food.....then so much fun back at my room. We went on for HOURS....I hope to see him again tonight, I hope he's alive, he still hasn't read my line message.

I woke up horny around 11am and checked Grindr...was some guy my type, said he was hanging out at Lumphini and would come for 1000 baht, no need to negotiate at that price.

I waited outside of the hotel to make sure he looked like his pics....he did. 30 minute massage then we had some good sex, another one I'd see again, maybe tomorrow.

The screwboys guys only asked for 1000 each if I went with both, was almost like 2 for 1 .....

First night was a good one....I hope the rest of the nights are as much fun.



 

My sleep schedule is still fucked, more than usual....I do love naps and sleeping though.

Both nights went to Hot Male....both nights took Alex's cousin back to my hotel. He's supposedly straight and doesn't know massage, according to Alex. But he did the absolute best massage I've EVER had in Thailand, and that's a pretty high bar to reach.

2 hours, so relaxing with a HE.

The 5th night, my last night in BKK, I contemplated either a massage shop, or with this guy again from Hot Male or a Madagascar guy from Grindr I've been with before with a big cock.

I considered all the factors and costs....big dicks I can find in many places, that good a massage, with a super nice guy is more the rarity, especially when I'm gone from Thailand....is why I went with him again and he also said he doesn't get a lot of off's, because he's straight. He goes with customers drinking at times and does his work for his salary.

He sent me nice thank you messages after he left both times, that felt very sincere. The last night when I asked him, you want to go with me again, he smiled and what do you think, lol

I'm off to Jakarta today, not sure if they'll be much interesting to write from there.....I'm doing 6 stops on this trip, each 5 days. I think that's a good time for me, I'm already looking for the next place, change of scenery. Bali and Manila I'll post if anything "interesting" happens

I've done many month or 2 month trips in Thailand.....don't think I can do those anymore, I'm too jaded by the gogo bars, and "tip me- Tip me" from people I'm not even interacting with, lol

Day 10, still in Phnom Penh
 In the morning we turned fully synchronized , he wanted to go to the gym and me to Royal Palace right after they open at 8. Our good bye embrace was  quite long and then for  first time in my zillion meetings with boys in Thailand and Cambodia   I heard apology from guy that he charged me too much.
 I was quite touched  , I knew I gave him bit more than market but bit doesn’t meant twice or trice more. He told me what he needs money for and for me it sounded quite pleasurable so all I could say was ‘ my pleasure’ and there was not an inch of exaggeration in my statement. That was sweet indeed.
I could walk to Royal Palace but being strong believer of supporting local industry  I hailed tuk-tuk . Of course local industry thought I may be stupid tourist and quoted me something like 16000 for what it‘s walking distance so I offered 1$ (4000) and kept walking and of course local industry agreed ‘ ok, ok , 1 dollar” , three minutes later we were there and I spoiled local industry with 2000 tip.
 I was one of first visitors and almost felt I have place to myself  for first few minutes. Here are some pictures





 
In hour and half I completed my tour  and went to Warsaw for a breakfast hoping they will have rye bread and Polish sausage which is exactly what I was served plus some other cold cuts and cheeses. Again it was too opulent but after 10 days of feasting on hotel and Foodland treats of fried eggs and toasts I cleaned my plate.
  As cold cuts tasted surprisingly un - industrial I asked and my suspicions were confirmed. They have local source , another Polish guy who produces  sausages, hams and other treats. Chesses were from the stores though . Who would think ?, Polish ham made in Cambodia ! All that plate for 5$ ( 20000), tea included.
 Then to hotel to pack whatever little I had. On Whatsapp I contacted driver who help me  with his car in October of 2022 if he can t pick me up from the airport. I was surprised answer was immediate and on top of that he remembered  very well me and even hotel I was staying because he asked if I still will stay there. No,  this time instead of Royal Crown and Men’s  I opted for Kings’ Rock on the same side of river, around the corner from Royal Crown and walking distance to Old Market.
I guess not many tourist are hiring drivers to go to Banteai Chhmar temple so it’s how I become so memorable. He even recalled when we asked local lady how far temple is she told us about 20 minutes by motorbike while in fact it was 1 hr by car. So much about local knowledge !
 I  told him not to rush as it will be my first time in new airport and I want to walk around before  we set off for the city.

Day 9
 After my guy departed I was left with my dreams so to speak and sleep soundly till quite late. Late breakfast for 16000  in Dolce Vita, quite sumptuous and then I went to Royal Palace  as last two times I was in Phnom Penh it was still closed due to covid scare. Now is reopened for for some reason was closed today and I was directed  to come tomorrow .
So decided to treat myself with tour of island at confluence of Mekong and Tonle Sap rivers , tuk-tuk for 15$. It’s mostly new developments , in 2001 it was mostly wasteland but still at the southern top fishing village on boats survived. With new bridge  access to an island is easy but old ferries are also circulating quite frequently.
Tonle Sap river from new bridge
 
Central Phnom Penh from other side

Fishing village on the boats 

mighty Mekong in Phnom Penh

 
Returned to hotel around 13.00 hoping my last night companion will keep his word and indeed first Line came’ I’m coming soon’ and then at 1pm on the dot  he showed up greeted in the lobby by welcoming committee i.e. me. Another fabulous , no rush session and it was darkening when he left.
 I feel hungry so decided to try that Polish place I discovered last night. I chose quite typical fare of chicken soup and schnitzel with potatoes, only beer reminded me I’m dining in Cambodia , not in Europe. Very tasty but in my opinion servings were too generous for the climate. I was hungry and still did not manage to eat it all. 11$ plus tip.
My treats (glasses not included) :


 
 In meantime I received another cheering message , this time from S (day 3 ) that he is planning to join me in Siem Reap tomorrow evening.
 After exhausting exercises of last night and this  afternoon I felt bit in need of nap so went to hotel
for 2 hours sleep rightly expecting that tonight it will be another session.
 In the evening to my headquarters in Phnom Penh i.e. Space Hair. For another evening of fun there.
 My last night guy did not waste much time to inquire if he should see me come after work which I guess both of us expected to happen. I must say I got quite drunk tonight , switching to gin and tonic did  better  job  that those lady -like Margaritas and Cuba Libres.
Of course not that drunk to forget where I live or that I will have guest tonight, all was under control.
 Soon after me my guy showed up and I had impression he was even more clingy and passionate then last night and in the afternoon.
 

Day 8
My room was booked without breakfast  so in the morning  I purchased breakfast coupon  for $8, princely sum in Cambodia  and went to sister venue OK Boutique around the corner where breakfasts are served on top floor with beautiful view over central Phnom Penh.
 Yesterday I purchased tour to Killing Fields. Very sobering place where mass executions were conducted by Khmer Rouge. I was there on my first Cambodia trip in 2001 and wanted to see what changed during those years.
They were supposed to pick me up at 10.00 , I was waiting on steps of my hotel and when I got impatient 45 minutes later guide finally appeared to pick me up. We went to few other hotels to pick up other tourists as well as picked up few at another sobering place – infamous S-21 Tuol Sleng prison.     
Killing Fields  are on the outskirts of Phnom Penh and while 23 years ago road leading there was atrocious , now is paved all the way. Another thing I noticed is absence beggars without limbs , victims on landmines. Them they were I ubiquitous all over Cambodian  cities , now is rarity to see one. I wonder what happened as a lot of them then were quite young. One hopes they were taken care  of somehow.
On the road  they played movie about Pol Pot life , rise and fall, very objective and hiding nothing. Including my Cambodian  pet peeve- fact that after Vietnamese removed  Khmer Rouge, their  atrocities were will known and 2 million skulls strewn in the countryside  and still Thailand and West supported their regime of so called Democratic Kampuchea on international stage including UN seat. If we think that politics are dirty there’s no place better to contemplate it than Cambodia.
Centre point of the place is temple -like  monument with skulls on shelves, new thing there is another monument picture of which I show below.



 
Sadly,  that place along with Tuol Sleng are a must visit at least once to understand better what happened in Cambodia but also to appreciate how far country moved from that horror although past is still present and oddly house of Ta Mok, one of Pol Pot’s bloody henchmen in Anlong Veng close to Thai border is still place which I was told some locals still visit with reverence.
 I remember talking to some journalist well versed with SE Asia affairs in mid-80ties and he told me that thanks  to Khmer Rouge and their  killing spree Cambodia is only country in the region without problem of grandchildren still toiling in half slavery  to pay debts their  grandparents  took to pay for their wedding.  That would explain Ta Mok nostalgy I’d say.
 It was nice to return to vibrant city , after a bit of rest and my obligatory mid-day tea I decided to try massage at Arthur and Paul gay hotel. Inspiration came from one of our tour participants being picked up and dropped there. It looked as classy place so I said to myself “about time to see and try”.
 For 8000 riels (2 $) tuk -tuk took me there. I was hoping guy I spotted on Grindr, hunky hunk working there will be present but unfortunately no. 1.5 hr massage fee was 28$ , certainly well above Cambodian standard. There were 4 guys available, none of them   close to my type but all smiling so I picked up one whose  smile was widest.
 Room quite spiffy but container with soap in the shower was empty , not for that price thought I. After morning experience certainly I was not in the mood to complain or get sour about anything. Massage was skilled but when temperature raised and was time for masseur to remove his excessive clothing i.e. undies and towel he quoted me tip of 40$ , again quite a sum for Cambodia but if one gets massages in classy places must be prepared to pay thought I and agreed.
 At least I’m glad I tried the place. Next time I will be trying to secure that hunk I guess. Right beside Artur and Paul is Rambutan, popular in gay circles  with rooms about  half price of those at A $ &P but still twice as much I’m paying at my OK Palace . I did not need an accommodation but after  running whole day on breakfast and bottle of Hanuman Black beer I gulped on my way from Killing Fields not at 6 ot 7 pm I was hungry so  decided to eat there.
Another tourist place with prices to match ,  15$ I paid for dinner  I summarized in my diary as ‘; money not spent well” .
Upon return I  alighted on Pasteur street and then walked to soi where my friend told me Toolbox bar was resurrected    and asked me if that is true. Indeed I found it, from info I got it’s just across the soi whom old location but inside was nobody and outside was sitting lone twink , not exactly of my type but for those venturing there I confirm , Toolbox was resurrected.
 It was short walk to my hotel from there and when passing Saravoan Royal Palace hotel on street 178 I thought I have stroke . Warsaw ? Polish place that far ? Indeed it was newly opened restaurant  so for those craving Central and Eastern European food there place for you and very easy to find – right beside old location of Blue Chili bar and 200 meters from National Museum. Price list looked quite human so I took note where I will have my dinner tomorrow. Too bad I overspent at Rambutan when I could have likely better food ( I love schnitzels an European soups) for ½ price and steps from my hotel.

 
In the  room I freshened up , took shower to remove oil  after that massage , packed my pockets with money – you know my system perhaps ,50 $  this pocket, two 20$ in another few 10 , 5 and 1 in third one, some 20000 riels here and some 10000 there . This way I don’t need to show wad of money when tipping or paying bill. This all in preparation for another fun evening at Spice Hair bar.
 Walked there and when arrived, I guess it was 21.00 or 21.30  there were no customers but 7 guys on duty already. How do I know? Because seeing them unemployed I took pity and ordered 8 drinks. You should hear  an applause , probably heard as far as    Sum and Moon hotel which is next door to the bar.
 Fun started , luck had it that two guys I liked the most positioned themselves beside me and soon after bar started filling up with patrons and few more boys. Guys made sure I’m entertained, I stole kiss or 4 from guy on my left, made discretely  sure that guy on my right is not a girl by strategic hand placement   and it was well understood by asking question where’s my hotel. Hour or two later he expressed curiosity to check if I have balcony and view from it which led to suggestion  he is willing to  check it after bar closes on his way home.
I explained to him that in case he will feel tired there’s sofa in the room which led to an instruction where I’m supposed to wait for him. Around 1 at night I left , waited where instructed which took a while because as I said earlier, guys there must stay on duty as long as bar is opened . Knowing procedure it was sweet waiting. Soon after were at hotel. No fuss over bringing guest that late, no questions asked. In the room he notices sofa is not comfortable enough but bed is big and shyly ( ok, not) suggested we share it which we did in gusto.
 Fabulous 2 or 3 hours, when he left it was still dark, earlier in the bar he  offered some plausible explanation why he can’t stay till morning  so I was Ok with that , if only because he offered time compensation “ if you want I can come at 1 tomorrow “  which felt like Christmas day for me.