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Last Word: The more change na, the more same same
This trip to Bangkok has given me so much to think about, and so much more to look forward to. I was expecting a lot, since the demise of Soi Twilight, and the change of venue to "straight-land", so I was surprised on how unchanged everything seemed to be, but how seemingly changed it also is at the same time. There are things that are just gone forever, but at the same time replaced with something else. I could not put my finger on it just yet, but it is just a different Bangkok that I discovered this trip.
Some musings:
The Cost

This is just true for the bars and boys I’ve visited this trip: I was surprised on how standardized the pricing for short time and long time is. Almost all the bars and boys and mamasans who talked about it quoted me standard pricing: 2000 baht for short time, and 3000 baht for long time. Except for the Moonlight models of course. 
I guess this makes things fairly simple for newcomers and experts alike, standard pricing makes it fair for everyone. I can understand the likes of Mekhin will fetch a little bit more, but I guess this takes away the element of negotiating that is inherent in Asian venues, especially the markets like Chatuchak. What would cheap charlies do now?
The Money
I completely forgot about this when I arrived in Bangkok for this trip, but after getting money from the ATM for the first time since June 2018, I was reminded that the current King is a relatively new one, judging from the new face staring back at me when I counted the money coming out of the ATM. I understand that these new banknotes were first introduced in April 2018, but this was first time seeing the new banknotes with Rama X on it.

I’ve always thought that having different colors to signify different values in the money is smart. Compare that to the drab green and black that is present in all of the US dollar banknotes, making them indistinguishable from one another, especially for a newcomer or tourist paying up in dark venues like bars. Thai money reminds me of Brazil’s banknotes, which came in similar hues as Thailand’s.

The Bars

There is no denying it: I kinda miss Soi Twilight. I kind of liked how special it was, having a specific Soi devoted to the gays. It was almost like a protective enclave, where one is free to express oneself in the confines of a cul-de-sac. I guess now Soi 4 can claim this mantel, a generally gay-exclusive Soi, although obviously it has not reached Soi Twilight heights just yet. I guess it shouldn’t matter, as a lot of people escape to Bangkok to let their hair down, and trying to be oneself in Patpong shouldn’t be more challenging than it was in Twilight, but still, the sense of camaraderie one felt in Twilight is the sensation that I miss. It is gone forever. Time to move on.
But the later hours, closing at 2 AM versus midnight to 1 AM, is a welcome change. I was able to do more and thrive with the extended hours. Before, I would have to lean on Screwboys for my late night follies. Now, Freshboys and Luckyboys, among the others, have given me the late night threesomes that is a marked improvement to the boy nightlife. A very big improvement.
The Boys

I am glad to note that the boys are still same same. They are still sweet, they are still sexy as hell, and they still remain the centerpiece of my Bangkok trips. I always say this every trip: that I need to do more massage in Bangkok, but the only one I got was mind-blowingly amazing. Unfortunately, the sex in general is still as uneven as before, as there is still danger of offing the non-performers. I have been lucky in the past but I was unlucky to have picked one this trip. It never seems to be a problem in Latin America. But this was a minor blemish in my otherwise excellent trip.
And thankfully, Bangkok still remains a popular playground for young gay Asian tourists from all over the region, and I am glad I was able to sample from this lot as well. Boys don’t always have to be procured from a stage or a massage table. I’m glad that this has not changed.

And now, my Trip awards:

Best off: My Moonlight model. Not the best sex I had this trip. This is reserved for Sunlight. But I went into the off with very low expectations, and he exceeded them and much much more. And this is why he rose to the top to be my best off of the trip. We are still Lining each other once in a while. I will see him in the future, no doubt.
Worst off: My Moonlight off. Really really bad. He might have been gorgeous, but what a dud in bed. 
It’s funny that both my best and worst offs are from the same bar. Goes to show you that even in the same bar, you get a wide variety of performances in bed.

Best bar: Luckyboys. To me the most complete boy bar in Bangkok. Great ambience, comfortable and optimal seating, amazing and entertaining show, very helpful mamasans, and has the most boys in terms of number and variety. Highly recommended!
Worst bar: Jupiter. Only because I’ve had great memories of it in the past, and it disappointed me this trip. I hope next trip will be better.

Best boy onstage: Nut of Moonlight. Best body, stage presence, and performance onstage.
Worst boy onstage: Mehkin of Jupiter. Went around onstage like a drunk sailor. When he found the whiskey, he was never to be seen onstage again.

Best mamasan: Moonlight – failed me with dud off, but redeemed himself with fixing me up with the right Moonlight model. And after, on Line, following up with me about the off. 
Worst mamasan: Dreamboy mamasan. It was unnecessary to hold my hand the whole time I was there. I will hold a boy’s hand, not a mamasan.

Best boyfriend experience: Cambodia of Luckyboys. He made a good impression of Burboy, cradling me from orgasm to the airport. I miss him already.
Worst boyfriend experience: Hot Male off. He forgot to ask for my Line and I had to run after him to get his Line. Maybe he didn’t want to see me anymore. Oh well.

Biggest regret: Two things: coffee with Old Friend on the second day, and a long time with Hot Male off on the third day. Both didn't happen because I didn’t have enough time for both boys. I just didn’t have enough time for the things I wanted, really. 3 nights in Bangkok is not enough.

Brazil or Thailand?  Sadly, it is still Brazil for me, if I had to choose only one. But Thailand has given me something to think about this trip. 
The good thing is I’ve already bought my ticket for my next trip to Bangkok. I won’t say when I’ll go just yet, only know that I’ll be leaving in less than a month.
I can’t wait.

As with anything, you won't know until you try yourself. Please book one and share your insights here. A lot will be interested, no doubt about that.
Are these models just notorious for being non-performers? It's a wonder anyone would off them with this reputation. In all honesty, this reputation made me not want to off them initially. Glad I did anyway. 
LOL. 
There, that's your clue. Also, .
Cheeky bastard. LOL. Shame for my no-naming-boys policy.
+3
Can anyone have a good explanation why Cambodians have the best english proficiency out of everyone else in the Indochinese peninsula?
Manila was an interesting trip. I have business there and always find myself there once in a while through the years. Not as exciting as my Bangkok trip but fairly fun-filled nevertheless. Maybe not enough for a full-blown trip report but maybe I should talk about the trip.
*only few keep in shape* is indeed a shame. I will check Tawan out next trip for sure. In the past I've had uneven offs from there, but one of the super-hulks from there was one of my favorite offs, as he even was my driver and used his SUV to drive me around Pattaya three years ago, as well as staying with me the whole time. He was my best off from that bar, and does more in bed than most of the other offs I've had from that bar.
Indeed, the main captain there goes out of his way to not let you leave empty-handed. I wish he used this energy to recruit new blood, and new hunks, to refresh the Tawan name. We await the new Mekhin, and not in the mould of Babe, more in the Tawan image. We need more variety in the Bangkok boy stead.
LOL "readers". Makes me feel like an author of a serial in a newspaper. My reward for writing these reports is reaped years from now, when I re-read the reports with a fond reminiscing of my fun. It it always great to reminded of what I did, and it informs what I want to do in future trips.

hi there Numazu. thanks for effort, write about nightlife in bkk. my last visit to bkk is last year july. as i read yours, now im updated a bit. my favourite place to visit is tawan and arena. tawan, during my previous visit, only few keep in shape. others look like fat/bulky offseason. i wonder what tawan look like currently? hope the cap guy mamasan still there. he always ask me to pick some men, dont want see me 'empty handed' go back to hotel. 

Day 4.5: Closing Time
At long last, my jet lag is working in my favor. It looks like I won’t be sleeping today, and while I feel a bit sore (due to obvious reasons), I am not tired. I’ve been up since 10 AM and now I am on the last stretch, preparing for my flight at 7:30 AM. Right now, with the company of the boy, everything seems to have finally fallen into place. Because of Brazil, I have quite forgotten why I’ve visited Bangkok all those years, and it only took an overly sweet, overly cute Cambodian to remind me why I should keep coming back in the future.
But there was the issue of packing for my flight. I have not been here long, only 3 nights, but between the chaos of the three days and the nonstop activity, I am made a mess of my luggage. This was only 3 days of a 2 and half week trip in the region, so all my other clothes are just strewn about. Luckily, Cambodia said he would help me. He folded clothes and cleaned up the room and my toiletries. He did a very good job helping.
Almost a good job. He packed my bottle of lube and put it in a plastic bag, but forgot to screw on the cap tight. So when I unpacked in Manila, my next city, I had an exploded bag of lube on my hands. Luckily the bag mostly protected other things. Not Cambodia’s fault of course.
Once we had that straightened out, we had time to lay on the bed and just enjoy a few more moments of intimacy. Cambodia was always smiling, and from the looks of things, relished how close we have become to each other in only a matter of hours. We talked for a bit, about where he lived, about my next trip, and my next trip to Bangkok. I couldn’t tell him when my next time would be here, but I guessed it won’t take me 16 months like last time. This trip has taught me to appreciate Bangkok’s strengths, even with the seemingly superior boy offerings of Brazil. 
So talking led to kissing. He does kiss like he likes it. And just like that, he was again naked on my bed. He was rock hard, and I stroke it because it begged to be. He returns the favor. Pretty soon I was aroused as well. I was not sure how much I can contribute to having sex right now, having cum four times already now today, but Cambodia seems to be game to give me my money’s worth. He wasn’t able to cum with Myanmar earlier, but now, we were well on our way to try again.
He looks at me with his doe eyes and his sweet smile. He kisses me again, and has me lay down while he sits on my groin. The sight of him with his young face, lean body, and hard cock was a sight to behold indeed. He held his cock and mine with his hand and started stroking. I pull him close and put his cock in my mouth, and then slide his ass in my face. Now that tasted amazing. He continued stroking while I ate him. It didn’t take long. As he was about to cum, I put it in my mouth and he came in my mouth.
He continues to kiss me, and lays beside me to work on mine, but I tell him that the earlier exertions have made me unable to cum. He asks me if I was sure. I squeeze his ass and thanked him for trying. I look at the time and it was almost 5 AM, and we better get a move on. One last quick shower for both of us and some final look around in the room, and I was ready to leave. Another advantage of having a farewell committee to see me off at the airport: they can help me with my luggage, not that I needed it.
A quick checkout, and paying for a three days stay, and my lunch at the Chinese restaurant, and we were all squared away. The check-out guy asks me if I needed a taxi for the airport, and I always say yes. By the time we got to the ground floor, our taxi was there. My usual porter was of course there, handsome as always, and gave me my taxi info for me, and tells me, as always, if there is a problem, use the card as a reference for the problem.

I give handsome porter 100 baht, and he accepts gracefully. I bet he will be here again when I am back, whenever that is, and he has always taken cared of me. He is like the mamasan of this place for me, and is worthy of the 100 baht as the others.
And he’s definitely way more handsome than the mamasans.
The porter takes the bags from Cambodia and loads it up in the trunk. We both get in the back and off we went:

Cambodia takes over: after a few words with the driver, the driver turns on the meter and then Cambodian tells me I am on the hook for toll fees, which was fine by me. Cambodia takes my hand and comments on how early it is in the morning it is, and then we proceed to have a lovely conversation about other things. I was almost sorry that I was leaving today. We only met 5 hours ago, but there was a sense that it was quite a good fit, him and I, and if I met him on the first day he would have been with me for the whole stay. It does help that his English was very very good.
After a brisk 25 minutes, we get to Suvarnabhumi and since I was taking Thai Airways, it was the very first stop for the taxi. I pay the bill (400 baht, rounding up), and then Cambodia takes my big bag as we make our way to check-in. I move past the check-in “lounges” of first class, and went to the business counters for Thai’s Royal Silk Class. Fairly quick and they accepted my check-in luggage, and they pointed me to immigration. I told them I was going to say goodbye to my friend first so I’ll be back in 20 minutes. 
Because of the speed of the taxi, I had some time to accompany Cambodia to the Airport Rail Link, so he can get back to Sathorn where he lived. He offered to carry the back pack I was left carrying, since my luggage was already on its way to the plane, but I told him he didn’t have to help me the whole time. We get to the bottom floor where the turnstiles for the train were. 
I didn’t feel a sense of loss with saying goodbye to Cambodia, as I did previous boys BurBoy and MonBoy, because I didn’t know him for too long and I don’t have a lot of connection with him yet, but I did feel a little bit of wistfulness in me. I wasn’t going to miss my boy Cambodia per se, but I sort of missed my care free days here in Thailand. I sort of longed for those days gone by, making connections and memories and undeniable fun sex (this was the least of all my longings actually). I may just have to come back here soon, to see if I can get those feelings back.
At the turnstiles, Cambodia gives me a hug, and promises to keep in touch in Line. I reach into my pocket and produced a pre-counted 1000 baht (and 50 baht for the train) wad of cash for Cambodia. He has earned this in addition to the 2000 I have already gave him. It was like doing a long time with him, and most probably he did all this to expect more money out of money, but right now that hardly mattered. He has earned it, and more, as he has given more than what I gave him, a reminder of what Bangkok meant to me. He gets through the turnstiles and disappear into the halls of the airport.
I take the elevator back to the check-in counters and then go back past the Thai Airways business class counters, and then get to the Fast track counters of Thai Airways:

And they weren’t kidding with the Fast track. Thai Airways had their own immigration counters, and there were two counters open, and only one other person with me. Fastest exit out of Bangkok ever.

I found the Royal Silk Lounge pretty quickly,

and I rewarded myself with a nice cup of coffee as I wait for boarding. No sleep still but I feel more invigorated than ever before. Which is a good sign that a trip was a good one. A trip that didn't tire you, and actually made you more invigorated for life. I have Thailand to thank for that. Never a wasted moment. Never one regret.
That seems to wrap up my trip to Bangkok. All good things must come to an end. 
Next, my trip awards, and further musings.

They're like the mamasans who know the perfect off before you can get "I'm looking for..." out of your mouth. LOL

or to make a rhyme:
detection of morning erection

one day it will be somebody brave enough to nominate deservedly  Thai entertainment zones of Patpong, Nana, Cowboy, Walking Street and Jomtien as World Heritage sites and THAT will be reason to celebrate .
And no , I'm not making fun here, think about that, out of 100 people who know about Pattaya there;s may be 5 who  know what Ayuthaya is, already on the Unseco list 

From The Guardian
Traditional Thai massage gains Unesco heritage status

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The body-folding, sharp-elbowed techniques of Thai massage have been added to Unesco’s prestigious heritage list.
Originating in India and practised in Thailand for centuries, the massage was popularised when a special school opened in the 1960s to train massage therapists from around the world.
The addition of nuad Thai to Unesco’s list of “intangible cultural heritage” practices was “historic”, said the Thai delegate at the Unesco meeting in Bogotá, Colombia. “It helps promote the practice of Nuad Thai locally and internationally,” he said.
From upscale Bangkok spas and Phuket beachfronts to modest street-side shophouses, nuad Thai is ubiquitous, and an hour of the back-straightening discipline can cost as little as $5.
Doctors and monks were said to have brought these methods 2,500 years ago to Thailand, passing its secrets from master to disciple in temples and later within families.
Under Thailand’s King Rama III in the 19th century, scholars engraved their knowledge of the field onto the stones of the famed Wat Pho temple in Bangkok.Its nuad Thai school, which has trained more than 200,000 massage therapists who practice in 145 countries, opened in 1962.
Today, a therapist at a top-end spa can charge around $100 an hour in Thailand, and two or three times more in London, New York or Hong Kong where the Thai massage brand is booming.
But the training is “demanding”, says Chilean Sari, a professional masseuse who travelled to Bangkok to learn the discipline.
“The technique is very precise; there are so many things to be aware of,” the 34-year-old said.
The teachings focus on directing blood circulation around problem areas to solve muscle aches – sometimes drawing winces from clients unaccustomed to the force applied.
Studies have shown it can help relieve back pain, headaches, insomnia and even anxiety.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2019/dec/13/traditional-thai-massage-gains-unesco-heritage-status
 

we patrons come and go but I feel sorry for boys who are subject of that " treatment "  night after night

always love the romance you manage to develop, this time with Cambodia. So sweet to read and imagine  

Day 4: Two for the road, and After hours 2: in photos
It must be a habit of mine. In Brazil, my usual flights back to the USA are red-eyes. So it has been almost a tradition for me that I spend my last few hours in Sao Paulo or Rio in a boy sauna, leaving my luggage at the sauna front desk and frolicking in the sauna from 6 PM to 9 PM, which is prime boy sauna hours. And the habit of getting two boys as a last off has now been another tradition of mine, by picking one boy at the start, and then having him pick a second boy, based on my specifications. I usually pick a second based on the physicality of the first boy and then picking the opposite. There are days when a muscular hung top would catch my eye, and I’d let him try to get as a second, a boyish leaner and more bottom guy to play with us. Other times I’d have a white and green-eyed swimmer build pick out someone who is more mixed-race and versatile. It’s kind of crazy the variety I can find sometimes in Brazilian saunas.
No matter the combination though, I’ve never wondered if the threesomes I choose in Brazil would ever work out. It just works in that country, for some reason. It's probably why I have a lot of it.
In Thailand, threesomes are a more complicated matter, it seems. Judging from the feedback here, it seems that there is some trouble getting the right compatibility with the boys. Maybe its cultural, maybe it’s because it’s a bar and in full view of other boys and shyness is a factor, or maybe it’s just not done. I would never ask two Moonlight models for a threesome (and it will be freakin expensive), but for some reason the two I laid eyes on tonight screamed threesome to me. As I take them to Crowne Plaza, it was clear that they had a rapport. A friendly rapport for sure. Let’s hope this is good.
At the hotel room Cambodia immediately goes to the bathroom to pee. Myanmar stays behind, and then takes off his shirt and pants. He was back to his Lucky Boys attire. I guess he was more comfortable this way. He looks out the window and stares at that 32nd floor view of the Bangkok skyline. I hug him from behind and he looks back and gives me a kiss on the cheek, and then on the lips. He then faces me, and takes off my shirt and fondles my torso.
“You are top or bottom?” he asks, possibly to gauge what was expected night. “Everything,” is my stock answer. He laughs with that million watt smile. He was a pretty one. Handsome sure, but prettier still. He just turned 22, he said. He has lighter skin than most Myanmar boys I know. Everything about him says a boy from Chiang Mai, except for those eyes, big with long lashes. Cambodia emerges from the bathroom still in full dress. They both talk for a minute and Myanmar tells me “I shower first.”
It was Cambodia’s turn to be admired, but he is more shy than Myanmar. He kept his clothes on, but immediately hugged me and kissed me and then proceeded to ask me things about my trip. Unsurprisingly his English is much better than most boys I’ve met here (something in the water, or educational system, in Phnom Penh perhaps?). He is also 22, and looks younger. A little bit darker than Myanmar, but no less cute and perhaps even sweeter than Myanmar. We talk until Myanmar emerges from the bathroom, with towel firmly tied to the waist. It's Cambodia's turn to shower.
After 2 minutes, Myanmar goes to the bathroom and talks to Cambodia, I am guessing about the off. I hear the water still running when Myanmar emerges and asks me to join them in the bathroom. In the bathroom I am liberated of my shorts and underwear and I see Cambodia drying himself. Myanmar takes me to the shower and then joins me and helps me get clean. Satisfied, Myanmar takes my cock and strokes it until I was hard. Even with three (!) orgasms today it was not hard to stand at attention for this cutie. 
Myanmar leads me out the shower and see Cambodia, also in a towel sitting at the edge of the tub, waiting for us to be done. All of us, in towels, go to the bedroom. I liberate myself of the towel and lay on the bed. Myanmar speaks a few words to Cambodia, and then Cambodia starts kissing me, and then Myanmar takes my cock and sucks on it. After a while, Myanmar emerges to kiss me as well, and then feeds me his cock. Cambodia goes down and it was his turn to suck my cock. I pull Cambodia up and he takes turns with Myanmar getting attention from my mouth.
The things one discovers while in a threesome. In the bar, they both agreed to do everything, and I believed that they would do it. But now, in the threesome, it was clear for me that Myanmar would shine more as a top, and Cambodia would be hotter as a bottom. And that’s what happened. Myanmar was able to top both me and Cambodia, and Cambodia returned the favor to bottom for the both of us. After that, I was able to top Myanmar for a little bit, and that was enough for me to cum, as he was fairly tight. Myanmar came soon after, while deep kissing me and stroking it on Cambodia. Cambodia tried to cum but gave up after a few minutes. Total condoms unpacked: 7.
It was around 2:30 by the time we all got showered and fixed up and all condoms and condom wrappers put away. I gave each boy 2000 baht, a pretty great effort and well deserved. I get both their Lines and bid them goodbye. After 2 minutes, I get a thank you Line from Cambodia:

I must admit, I was super hungry for food. I haven’t eaten anything in almost 12 hours now, and I’ve met 4 guys since then. I run down and meet Cambodia just outside Crowne Plaza. He flashes me a smile, and thanks me for coming for him. Surprisingly, he takes my hand and we walk along Rama IV to the Surawong Rd direction. He asks me where I wanted to eat. I tell him a sit down restaurant would be nice. Hand in hand still, we make a left on Thaniya and come upon this open air restaurant (really it’s a collection of tables and chairs near a Family Mart) called Thaniya Bar Beer:

As we get seats, Cambodia says hi to a lot of the boys already eating there. I see a big party to my right, some boys and mamasans from Lucky Boys. Another party in front of us. I recognize some of the guys in the table. “From Moonlight,” Cambodia says. No models, but some of the familiar mamasans and regular boys were in attendance. I guess this was a popular haunt by the gogo boy bar employees. A nice affable girl gives us menus:

Conveniently in Thai and English:

Cambodia asks what I liked. I told him to get what he wanted. He jumped at the chance to get the fried duck beaks, as well as some morning glory (very Cambodian-Thai) and other things. I order my usual Thai Omelet and pork things. I was in a good mood. I wanted my last dinner in Thailand to be festive.  We order some beers and toast the night. I haven't drank Singha in more than a year!

The food was pretty smashing, as expected. The Fried Duck Beaks were quite the treat, especially:



Cambodia’s story is fairly typical. From a family of poor farmers just outside of Phnom Penh. Went to Bangkok with help from fellow Cambodian friends to be a waiter. Discovered that he was cute to a lot of people and decided to be a gogo boy to earn way more than waiting tables. He’s still fairly new to the scene, but I must admit that he has this “taking care of customers” part down. The held hands, the kissing, and just the general attentiveness was pretty natural for him. He was curious, as other boys, as to why I look Asian but from the USA. Some just can’t wrap their heads around that. I get this in Latin America too.
Don’t get me wrong, the sex I’ve gotten in the trip was pretty good. But it is these moments, connecting with someone who was but a stranger to me 2 hours ago, that really made the trip. Connecting through sex and moments like these.  I had these moments more often when I had longer trips, so being able to get it in this condensed trip is, for me, an enormous triumph, considering that I did not have time to have these moments in earnest. I go to Thailand for the sex, but stay for the company.
We get the bill (450 baht – is this a lot?) and head back to the Crowne Plaza, still holding hands.

He asks if I wanted to do long time tonight. I told him I would want to but finally admitted to him that I was leaving in an hour and half, at 5 AM, to catch a 7:30 AM flight from Suvarnabhumi. He seemed genuinely bummed about this news, but asked if I wanted company to the airport. I was slightly taken aback by the suggestion, but thought, why not? I think the last 10 trips, I always had an escort to the airport. This trip seemed to be no different.
At this point it is 3:30 AM. I've had my fair share of late nights and early mornings in Brazil, but I must admit, I've never felt any danger while walking the streets of Bangkok, at least in Silom, as I do approaching a dark alleyway in Rio de Janiero just off of the Lapa district, for example.
Next, another one for the road, and final goodbyes…

I was about to go to bed until a few minutes ago, but now these pictures are holding me back here on my laptop. Look at his perfect body! not as bulky as other moonlight models, but more defined and just perfect to my taste. It seems like I need to plan my next trip soon.

After my deluge of reports 3 weeks ago, I flew on to Australia and NZ. I was supposed to return home via a 4-days stop in Hong Kong, but since it's not hospitable nowadays - I substituted BKK for Hong Kong at almost no cost. It offered two consolations: less money, more boys.
Friday noon I was on my way from Tarntawan to Magic Touch massage, when Grindr beckoned. Nice looking guy with better-than-usual English offered himself instead of Magic, and I agreed. Cambodian, whose name and nick is Chetra. Good thing I did, because when I stepped into the place just to get an impression, there was only one guy there. He said that in the afternoon-evening there'll be eight of them. I went on to buy some socks; bought also for Chetra who had asked for them, though I wasn't sure whether he was serious or joking. Our session was good, and since I enjoy more when I can converse-connect, I invited him to join me for hotel-breakfast the next day (specifying that no money will change hands) with the expressed intention of 'interrogating' him all about life in Cambodia and BKK. He readily agreed; our Saturday meal was VERY educational for me; and then he volunteered to join me on a walk to Lumpini park. On Sunday he also came with me to Dragon Temple. When we parted ways (he home, me to Chatuchak), I gave him 800 baht for his time. I later declined his offer of an additional massage, preferring variety. 
Back to Friday afternoon: after Chetra had left I walked to Chu Chocolate Bar for a meeting with Anddy, who had graciously agreed to share with me his 5 years experience as a farang living in BKK. He too withstood my interrogation, telling me about his life here, other expats, gay sex scene, forum community, etc. His chocolate was my treat, but his insights were a TREAT indeed. Thanks again Anddy! 
During my visit 3 weeks ago, an Indonesian 35 y/o PhD student (not MB) reached out to me, and we met. He's into older farangs, and wanted just to meet for coffee. There was quick chemistry between us, but our schedules didn't allow for another meeting. When I texted him I was returning to BKK, we set a date which was even better than the first (this time including hanky-panky). I think I've made a new overseas friend! 
Returning home with good non-sex memories     (-:
    

and penny-pinchers; anyone from 60+ can get 50% DIScount on MRT-fares by just showing any ID at the booth and buy token there.
Foodcourts come 13 in the dozen anywhere in BKK, but agreed, in the Silom area there are actually not that many-afte the one of top floor of old Robinson dept. store on corner ram IV closed.

It baffles the imagination yet another successful shopping mall has opened in a new high rise diagonally opposite the Samyan MRT station.
Samyan Mirtown Features a hotel, condos and offices with a five-level mall on the lowest floors. It’s connected to the MRT station via a circular tunnel that has become a very popular location with photographers. 
The ground floor of the mall is open 24/7 with a food court. If you arrive in the Silom area and it’s too early to check into your hotel, or you need to kill some time before a late night departure, this may be an attractive option. It’s one stop beyond Silom on the MRT. 
On the fifth level there’s a large, two-sided outdoor observation deck (photo below). 
https://www.samyan-mitrtown.com/

Day 3.6: Bar Crawl
Last look back at Soi 4 on my way out. The night is still young:
 
I decided to go back to the safety of the confines of Patpong 2. I was coming from the Silom side, instead of the Surawong side, so inevitably I went by the girlie bars, which was a reminder that we were not alone in the Soi:

I got to the Soi at 10:40, plenty of time to take in the show at Dream Boy, but @anddy reminded me yesterday that the show at DreamBoys has become more slapstick more than ever, with even more drag queens screaming, and the shows less sexy. It does seem like the previous DreamBoys I know, so instead of going into the bar now, I decided to hang out with Old Friend at Hot Male beer bar. He is always good company, and after two rum and cokes, and a healthy amount of gossip about the Soi and its inhabitants, I was ready to go in DreamBoys. I am guessing at 11:15 the show would have died down by now.

My take on Dream Boy:
 
I get to the bar and lo and behold, my usual mamasan was there. Damn, I’ve had Moonlight, Fresh Boy, Jupiter and now Dream Boy have my usual mamasans spot me from a mile away and immediately guide me to my seat. This is kind of weird. Different Soi and different spot and yet the mamasans and boys remain the same. I get my usual drink and take in the show. Yup, it is still some drag queen slap stick happening on the stage. I thought I was able to avoid all this by arriving late, but lo and behold they are still here.
After the usual slapstick was a fuck show. I was expecting a good old Bangkok fuck show but instead I got was another slapstick effort. There was on bottom and 3 “tops” I guess. The bottom was just one of the drag queens, now shirtless and pantsless and in just underwear. Not sexy. A fuck show is supposed to be sexy right? Not this one. The party went around to ask for tips. No tips from me. The saving grace is still the Dream Boy star doing a sexy show. Even though i'ts a sexy dance I've seen before, his star still shines brightly, and with a little bit more muscle mass, he can even outshine most of the models in Moonlight. Very handsome, very charismatic. I often wondered if he can be offed.
I scan through the crowd, probably about 85% Asians and 100% men tonight. Lots of solo punters. The seating is better than old Dream Boy, but the stage is worse, because of the big column right smack dab in the middle of the stage, obscuring a lot of the action at times, if the action is not in front of the column. @reader warned me about this, I just didn’t know it was this bad. Its worse when you are closer to the stage, as you have huge blind spots. See for yourself:

VID_1575837489214.mp4 After the show, about 50% of the audience left, some with boys in tow.  The remaining boys went out to the stage to try to entice the punters. My mamasan was trying to get me to pick certain boys, knowing what I liked, but they weren’t clicking for me. Maybe I was too late, and most of the good boys have been taken by the punters who left. Obviously, this place is still a fairly popular venue. I may have just missed all the good stuff. I will have to just go back here another time to take advantage of the whole bar.
So I bid farewell to the mamasan and tell him that I will just have to come back next time. He was disappointed but quickly lightened up with his 100 baht tip. I mean, he held my hand the whole time I was there (strange) and stayed with me and kept me entertained. I leave and got back on the Soi to weigh my options. Old Friend waves from his perch up at Hot Male and asks me “Where your boy?” I go back up the bar and tell him I didn’t off anyone because all the good ones were taken. I decide to stay with him and have another drink and talk to Old Friend for a while. 
Hot Male bar is really a good spot for people watching. I see a steady stream of customers and boys coming out of Lucky Boy. Maybe I should my luck again at that bar, to see if I can scrounge up a one for the road off. I felt bad for leaving Old Friend behind, especially since he wanted to go to DJ Station. I told him I don’t have a lot of time left, because I needed to leave for the airport at 5 AM, which is 4 and a half hours from now. I literally have that time left this day. And I haven’t packed yet.
I go to Lucky Boys and luckily I was seated in the center again, with full view of the stage. They were just starting their late show. Which was like this:

VID_1575837911870.mp4 I must say that I am impressed with their show. Even with the drag queens, I think the combination of the large stage, the good acoustics, and the overall quality and effort of the performers, made the whole show widly more entertaining than I expected. @paulsf has likened it to a Las Vegas show, and I can see why. Lots of sequins, good production values, and fairly entertaining waiters and boys made it a great atmosphere. I sat back and enjoyed the show. 
At the corner of my eyes, I saw a few boys who were still in their underwear. Two stood out. Two twinks, looked young and fair-skinned. One had an arm around another, and they were smiling and laughing at the show onstage. They are not the ones pictured here, but they almost looked like this, they were so cute:

I wave at them. The taller one waved back. I point at them. He points at himself. I continue pointing. He points at his friend. I form my fingers into a “V” - both of you please. The other one points at himself, and then both at him and his friend. I give a thumbs up. The two nod and wai to me. They sit next to me, one on both sides. They both take my hand closest to me and hold tight. Best game of charades ever in my life - because I win two boys!
One of the mamasans asks if the two were to get drinks. I say yes. I admired both with equal measure. The two really looked like twins from afar, but up close I can see the differences. One had white porcelain skin, very smooth, and very pretty. 21, Myanmar, and fairly bubbly and smiled a lot. The other one, fair but a little bit of darker tone, also very smooth. 22, Cambodian, and a very sweet smile. More reserved than his friend, but was not shy with showing hugs, kisses and affection. 
So they were obviously friends, but would they want to get on a threesome with me? I ask the Cambodian, who was better in English than Myanmar. They talk it out, in Thai, on opposite ends of me, while still holding both my hands. After a few minutes, Myanmar boy kisses me on the cheek, “OK can.” He says. They both laugh. Myanmar boy takes my rum and gives me a drink. I had both hands occupied; it was thoughtful of Myanmar boy to do that. He does this the whole night.
As much as I preferred sight of both in their underwear, as well as getting to feel their bodies next to mine, I tell them to put on clothes so we can continue the off. A couple of wais later, and telling the mamasan that, indeed, I will off two boys, they were off. The excellent show onstage continues, and actually more customers stream in. This bar is getting a lot of traffic.  I'm glad. This is good for the bar, and good for the Soi. Maybe this was a good move after all.
While I was waiting, I see three more twinks to my right, trying to make googly eyes at me. All looked very yummy. Should I off three more? I entertained the idea for a split second before telling my brain no. I didn’t have much time in Bangkok so I should be sensible. Two is enough. Maybe a 5 boy off would be something I could do down the road. I have to admit that this bar has exceeded my expectations. They boys are yummy, the show is excellent, and the whole bar had a great ambience. Definitely a repeat next time I find myself here.
The two boys come back and resume their perch on opposite sides of me. The show ends, I settle my bill (my drink, two boy drinks, two off fees, and a mamasan tip). 
Next, another threesome, this time with boys who were also friends.

get better fast because it's very unhealthy to be sick

On this unintended repeat visit I decided to take a look at the clubs I didn't visit 3 weeks ago. Also, I was piqued by DanKFQ's observations in his thread: that when he entered Golden Cock, the boys outside were actually surprised that a customer had showed up (duh.....); and that since he was the only one there, he became focus of all attention. I was hoping I'll spoil myself with a couple of twinks on each side.....Alas! it was not to be.
Golden Cock turned out to be a small unappealing room, barely a meter between the 'stage' and the seats. As I entered, there were 6 'boys' standing in front of two customers. As all attention swerved toward the newcomer, the two looked between bored and alarmed. I took one look at the stage and fled: 2 were fat, by any definition of the term; 2 were old, well past past past their prime; and all were unappealing. I said thank you, exited, and went to Nature Boy. There was no need to enter; the guy outside said there was only one boy inside. Again "thank you" and backtracked to Tawan. I'm not into bodybuilders, but I figured since I was already there - I'd just take a peak. They readily agreed to let me look for a moment before paying, and so I did. The place looked shabby; there were a few customers and about 8-10 boys (actually men), all indeed with huge biceps. Most of them also had if not huge than at least big protruding bellies, the opposite of six packs. I retreated for a third time, and made my way to the main cluster.  
Hotmale turned out to be similar to Screw and Fresh, and no boy there drew my attention. Proceeded to Jupiter, which was the only club refusing a request for a peak. [It seems an unreasonable marketing policy, but I assume they understand their business better than I do.] Unsurprisingly I ended up again at the one club I remembered fondly: DreamBoys. I sat through two shows with routines I had already seen 3 weeks ago. The real gorgeous guy there is the one wearing a policeman uniform: great non-twinkish body, and he seems to really enjoys his moves. For some reason it didn't cross my mind to ask if he's off-able; maybe his is a model's rate. In any case, he was called to sit between two Chinese(?) young ladies, and I envied them. After offing a cute twink #72 and before leaving, I went up to the sitting policeman and gave him a 200 baht tip (which apparently surprised him, maybe because he's used to getting tips only on stage).
Before offing Kim 72, the mamasan obliged me by bringing him and his drink to sit with me outside, so we could actually HEAR each other. He was nice, promised to do everything (kiss, suck, etc.), and off we went. It wasn't so nice once in bed. At some point when I motioned him to suck me, he said "I top no suck". I reminded him that's not what he had previously said, so he started opening a condom for a suck. Again I said no, he relented, but the vibe was already lost despite his efforts to satisfy me. After the deed was done, I paid him his due without additions. 
 
That was my final club night. I'm glad I've re-introduced myself to the scene after a 10-years hiatus. My thought was that if this goes well, I'll become a twice-a-year regular. However, as explained 3 weeks ago, I'm unattracted to the club scene. I would have enjoyed myself immensely sitting-interacting generously with a boy or two, evening in evening out, but I just can't stand the overpowering music making communication impossible. Also, to my disappointment, I don't find the racier routines erotically arousing. I SHALL be back, but with more realistic expectations.
Thanks again to all who guided me through my research, and thus helped me make the most of gaytown BKK. Wish you all happy happy!          
 

Day 3.3: The Soi 4 Special
This was the last stretch. My last night before I disappear for another year. Today, I’ve been going at it for about 10 hours now, so why stop now? I knew I needed to eat since I haven’t eaten anything since the afternoon, but I had a last minute invite by a friend to come over for drinks at Balcony Pub. So after squaring it with the mamasan at Moonlight and giving him the 1000 baht off fee and his own tip (and giving him a thumbs up in regards to Mr. Moonlight), I made my way to Soi 4 for some pre-boy bar drinks.
I’ve always like Soi 4. It has that nice German Restaurant G’s with the affable owner. There are a bunch of beer bars that one can wile away the hours ordering drinks and hanging out, and of course, my previously favorite boy bar. The newer bar (to me) Banana bar was an interesting addition. I get to Balcony Bar to meet with my friend and his friends, fellow Americans, and we just shot the shit. I ordered my usual Espresso Martini, my welcome-to-the-night drink that always woke me up and always gave me a reminder of Bangkok Night’s past that indeed, the night has started. From their website, cocktails are 195 baht:


After another espresso martini, and sips of the beers my friend, and newfound friends, had, I had to excuse myself. They wanted to have dinner and then swing by DJ Station, and some of the guys in the party were excited to go for the first time. If this was a typical Bangkok trip I would jump at a chance to go with them (and Old Friend from Hot Male beer bar wanted to go too), but this was my last night, and I wanted to check out some of the other gogo bars I had in my list. So I went to the next logical place, on the same Soi – Jupiter 2018.
For a period in 2017 and 2018, Jupiter was my favorite gogo boy bar, both in the old place where Moonlight is now, and its new iteration in Soi 4. Some history:
And my best ever off in my short 17 trips here was from Jupiter, the old place. MonBoy remains the gold standard in Thailand offs for me, so I’ve always had a soft spot for Jupiter.

I get to the premises at 9:45 PM, and 500 baht later, got my usual perch in the center, at the end of the catwalk. Looks like what it was when I last checked this place out last year. I get my drink and check out the boys. They were in more modest wear than in other gogo bars, some of them had tank tops, some of them in pants, some of them in shorts. Some of them were shirtless, and there was a total of two that were both in shorts and were shirtless. One was a regular of Jupiter who I recognized from before, a hot Thai guy who danced really well. 

VID_1575254467940.mp4 And the other one I also recognized, he is this Vietnamese guy who paulsf referred to me through Line. He was super gorgeous. Very handsome and had a lean muscular body with very smooth and fair Vietnamese skin. He was perfect for me, and if he wanted to, belonged as a model at Moonlight as well, but obviously he was one of the stars in Jupiter. Last year he worked in Screw Boy, I guess now he graduated to Jupiter.
My usual mamasan was there. He recognized me instantly, and asked me all sorts of questions about why I have not been back. Always great banter with him. He has helped me with managing Mon Boy before, as well as other really good offs. He immediately refers the Vietnamese hottie for me. I told him no, it was not going to work. Because in the past, I already asked Viet boy about what he did in bed on his Line and this was his reply:

Mamasan quickly went to Viet Boy to ask him about his Line messages to me. After a few minutes mamasan went back, and told me that yes, unfortunately, that the boy didn’t kiss, suck, or bottom. I am so over dead fishes, so no matter how gorgeous a guy is, I needed the action, so i'd rather not off them and waste each others' time. The mamasan then told me that “Everyone here is man. Cannot do a lot. But very good looking.” I guess the days of Jupiter having MonBoys, who did everything and brought you to the moon and back, are no more. That was a huge turn off for me. Why was I even in this bar. I tried to look at the boys with a fresh eye, but after Sunlight and Moonlight today, everyone else in the bar looked second fiddle.
A sample of the action in Jupiter:

 
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VID_1575254427839.mp4 There was one guy though, a late-comer, who barreled through everyone and joined the others onstage. It was Mekhin, the legendary once-Tawan star, now Jupiter star. Now this just got interesting. I remember this flyer with him as the ideal Tawan guy:

Jupiter, and then Moonlight, has usurped Tawan in this muscular guy space, but Mekhin’s legend has resumed in Jupiter. I must admit, the combination of Tawan and Mekhin existing were the primary reasons why I made the leap to visit Bangkok for the gogo bars for the first time in 2014. So Mekhin has always held a good place in my heart. And I am sure everyone has seen his various risqué photoshoots and videos (Japanese). A sample:

And from his bodybuilding career:

Now maybe I’ve been blinded by the fat 8 plus plus inchers that exist in Brazil, but I’ve never thought Mekhin had that big of a cock, but still, he has the charisma and swagger that made me want to meet him. And he was here now so maybe I’ll have my chance.
Mekhin was shirtless, and he was not as cut and lean as he was before. A more recent photo of him from his Facebook:

He was standing there, scanning the audience. I tried to catch his attention to no avail. I didn’t want the mamasan to get him for me yet, I wanted to see how he did onstage and to watch him more. I must admit I wasn’t sold yet. While this was happening, a bunch of people came in to see the show. There were a bunch of white guys who sat next to the stage, and 2 chinese women and a guy who sat close to Mekhin. They immediately ordered a bottle of whiskey and some cokes. 
At this point most of the guys onstage were eyeing the Chinese girls, and Mekhin was intently looking as well. He was circling them and then sat behind them. After a while, he asked for a glass, and then the guy pored him a drink. After a while, he was invited to their party, sitting in the middle of the two Chinese girls.
And I guess that was that. I am guessing Mekhin prefers to drink the night away, instead of standing around and hoping for people to notice him. Apart from the Viet guy, Mekhin was the one I wanted in Jupiter. If I was going to hire a dead fish, it should be Mekhin’s caliber. 
It was 10:30, and the show was about to start. I had to make a decision really quick. Looks like my choices in this bar were either a dead fish or a drunk fish, and the others were uninspiring choices, so why would I stay for the show? I decided to leave, and bid the mamasan goodbye from across the bar. He runs to me and asks me why was I leaving. I told him I did not find anyone to off. He said to come back tomorrow, and he promised there was going to be some boys who would be more my taste. I thanked him for his help and left the premises.
That was disappointing. I need to salvage the night. I make my way back to Patpong 2 and try to find more prince charmings to kiss.
Next, the dream boys…

Dodging questions edition





Hahaha. Well, just like I won't see Hamilton the Musical every day till the end of my life, I cannot off him everyday LOL. As much as I enjoyed his company, like the musical, and raved about it afterwards, there are other musicals, and models, and boys out there. Not to mention $200 is a lot of money. 
Offing a boy, and getting quoted a certain price, and getting a specific service, depends on a lot of things, for everything to go well. I was really pissed off by my non functioning off MoonBoy and I made it known to the mamasan. I also told the mamasan that I won't bother offing anyone in Moonlight, and this model, if I get the same service. So mamasan made sure the model I took would at least make an effort. Looks like it worked, for the most part. Mamasans are there for a reason.
Mamasans in the past have gotten me out of sticky situations as well. Of course you would have to tip them because they also give a service. Though they are not absolutely needed, I feel mamasans are an integral part of my Thailand experience, precisely because the language barrier, although porous, still exists in Thailand. Although some of the boys speak english well, and you can communicate your desires to them before offing, some of them aren't as fluent. This is why I bothered to be fluent in Portuguese. Though not the only reason to speak Portuguese, I feel communicating with Brazilian boys (and Brazilian friends, and strangers etc) in their native language may often lead to way better experiences. 
For @vinapu, there was one time a boy, who was gorgeous and I liked very much, told me he could not long time with me, I offed him in ST anyway, got to know him, gotten his Line and then worked my way to a long time later in the trip. Sometimes they just could not do it that night, or needed to be comfortable with you, before committing to LT. 
I'd rather pay 5000 baht for a satisfying off, than 2000 baht for a dead fish. In this circumstance, for me, the 2000 was more pricey than the 5000, because I did not get value for my money in the 2000.
And this perspective is greatly appreciated, thanks @reader.
#metoo

I'm pretty sure it will lift living standards of working poor immensely, now wait for screams from business circles that such generous proposal  will put country on the brink of recession and will lead to collapse of baht to a joy of travelling farangs.   
Now I wonder if Moonlight models will start demand 5006 baht instead of 5000 they wished to get so far for their company ?

One of the best and least appreciated shows in town...and there's no entrance fee.
And if you're looking to kill some afternoon time, you can watch them set it up. (4-6 p.m. is prime time viewing)

Day 3: Sunlight and Moonlight

There are many ways to skin a cat. There are many ways to buy sex in Bangkok. This trip I’ve made an appointment with a massage boy and I’ve offed boys directly off of the stage of boy bars. Now its time to try a freelancer and a model. Both in the same day.

Sunshine

There are a bunch of freelancers available in the apps in Bangkok, no surprise. I’ve only used Grindr here, ever. I’ve heard Hornet is a bigger presence here. But I use Grindr to a satisfactory level here that I don’t need to bother with the other apps. Besides, my main beat are the boy bars anyway, so I don’t want to waste my time glued to my phone. The time I opened my Grindr during the trip was minimal, after the initial conversation I had with my Kiwi boy that culminated in a nice time yesterday, but those times that I did open up Grindr, I saw a healthy amount of traffic. Of those who messaged me, I saw about 30% were Money Boys:


Some boys who offered their services:


I’ve made an appointment to see one freelancer. But he wasn’t always a freelancer. I met this guy before, last year, at the (now defunct?) boy bar G-boy, which I believe was was on the Alleyway between Sois Thaniya and Patpong 2 (Anuman Ratchanon).

Looking through my photos, I also had a photo of the pre-gayified Patpong 2, with a new Fresh Boys. Notice no Lucky Boys yet:

This former bar boy, lets name him Sunlight, sort of stood out from everyone else when I first saw him at that bar. From a sea of average guys, it was him who shone through, and my visit to G-boy was very short indeed, not even touching my drink, as I offed Sunlight on the spot, paying the drink and off fees and we were out the door. He would further cement his status with me by BEING THE BEST SEX I’VE EVER HAD IN BANGKOK, and would rival any Brazilian in sexual capacity, if not assets in the ass or cock department. He was what I needed at that time, and I’ve been dreaming about him for the long 16 months of exile I’ve endured away from Bangkok.

Through these long months I’ve been messaging with him off and on, and have found out that he has enough of a steady customer base to strike it out alone as a freelancer. He said he is very popular with Chinese customers, who sometimes brought him to exotic vacation everywhere. Perhaps it’s due to his demeanor: very unassuming, humble, and affectionate, but definitely for his sexual prowess: hungry, tenacious, and fairly motivated, and his looks: boyish, smooth, hot. I can see how he didn’t need to have to go back to the bars and having to parade oneself night in and night out, hoping for an off. If I lived closer, I’d be seeing him regularly too.

So he arrives today at 11 AM, and we targeted to spend the afternoon together. He quoted 3000, which I accepted, since I was anxious to see him. I could have seen HM Boy from last night, but a different flavor was to be had today.

He arrives a little bit early, which was refreshing. I went down to the lobby to see him, and I am reminded of  how gorgeous he really was. He was a Myanmar boy, but he looks way more exotic, more unique, someone you would find more north in Mandalay and Bagan, which is closer to China and India, than in the more southerly Yangon and Mawlamyine, which is closer to Thailand. I am known to having an affinity with Burmese boys, particularly with BurBoy and MonBoy, but Sunlight looks totally different to those two. He was also trendier, with the requisite stylish k-pop hair, cutoff jeans and branded t shirt, possibly gifted to him by generous benefactors.

We had a lovely afternoon together. We made use of the Crowne Plaza’s facilities to the fullest. We used the Crowne Plaza pool and took advantage of the rainless day to enjoy. We had a late lunch at the hotel restaurant Xin Tian Di, and had a lovely hearty meal. We played in the my room’s hottub, which was both joyous and sexy at the same time. We had nice conversations about his life, about mine, as his English was now pretty good, on the California King bed. His boyish voice talking about his village north of Mandalay was delight to hear. It looks like he is doing good for himself, after a seemingly very troublesome (and disturbing) start to his life in Bangkok. The stories are what makes an off.

Oh yes, the sex was as good as I remembered it. He kissed me as soon as we got to the room, deep and satisfying, and I wanted to kiss him all the time after that. In sex, and there was plenty of it in the afternoon, he took him time, making sure the time was sensual, and a was very much a mental act as much as it was a physical one. He was adept with giving me the pleasure I desired. He seemed to be enjoying himself, which was harder to fake than the other things. He bottomed like a champion. He topped like he liked it. The 6 hours flew by. In the end I give the boy 3500 baht.

I had to stop the off at 5 pm or so because I had an appointment with another boy. I quickly tidied up the room and got rid of all the condoms and tissues, because a hottie was coming.

Full Moon

When I first heard about the models of Moonlight upon checking it out last year, I thought the off fees were absurd. 5000 baht for a tip and 1000 baht for an off? It seems too much and the hype mght be too much. But since my time away, and after the seeing the Moonlight thread grow and grow, my stance has softened, and I at least wanted to find out what the fuss was all about. At the very least, I wanted to try it, so I’d have a story to tell.

So I negotiate with the mamasan I knew at Moonlight:

Afterwards I tell the mamasan about the horrible off I had with MoonBoy. He apologized sincerely, and he promised that the model I was going to off did not disappoint. 
We agree to meet at 6 PM today. I agreed to meet him at the lobby. He was 15 minutes late, but the sight of him strolling up through the lobby doors assuaged all annoyances I had with tardiness. He had on a simple, body hugging white tshirt, and equally slim hugging plain jeans. The simplicity of his attire simply made his hotness and gorgeousness shine through. Moonlight was pretty hot onstage, but here, as he walks to greet me, first a handshake, and then a hug (he smelled amazing), he was even hotter.

I’m not gonna say much about his appearance, his mannerisms, where he comes from, or how his voice sounded, because I’d be giving up clues that may reveal who he is. But to anyone who has been to Moonlight may guess who I offed, as some of you already have done. Let’s just say for me, he is the fairest of them all at Moonlight, and probably physically and even his face, he has the best body and best face combination that I’ve ever had in Thailand. He said he just hit them gym before coming here. It is hard to have an amazing body and a handsome to not be arrogant and proud about it.

Yes, he was a little bit arrogant. We talk a little bit in the elevator, and then more when we got to the hotel. “Beer?” I asked him. He nodded. I get two from the bar fridge and then settle in on the sofa. He joined me, tentative at first, and then with a few swigs of the beer and some more conversation, he drew closer, and then was cuddling with me at the sofa towards the end. He took of his shirt to reveal a perfect torso. Perfect skin. Riply muscles.  It took hard work to get a body like this, and I tell him as much. He lets me in on his fitness regimen, and asks me what mine was. 

After a second beer, he takes off all his clothes. I sit back and ask him to flex for me a little bit. He obliges. The arrogance came back. He is very proud of his body, and he should be. And the skin was pretty much flawless. That’s pretty much what I am going to say about this body. Anything more would probably identify him. His cock, though not the most impressive I’ve seen, was actually pretty nice looking. Suckable. But I did not suck yet. I turned on the tub to fill it up with water for the second time today. He joins me in the bathroom, and he disrobes me, complementing me on my own body (yeah right). We touch each other till the tub was full.

He asks me to go in first, so I do, laying on one side of the tub. He then lays in front of me, giving me easy access to his body. As he relaxed, he leaned on me and put his weight on me and closed his eyes. I took advantage of the situation. I caressed his muscles. I played with his cock and made it hard. He was very easy to touch. The relaxing hot tub water was perfect for this. Perfection begs to be worshipped. I tried my best.

After a while he asks me “I fuck you?” Well yes, that would do very nicely. We dry up and head over to the bed. I take a condom and lube with me. We lay in the bed together. Not fucking yet. He goes on with his caresses. Then he kisses me lightly. Not too deep but not closed mouth either. This was good. He placed a hand on my cock and made sure it was hard and stroked it a little bit. We continue caressing each other until he got up and put a condom on him. Lubing up, he asked me to be in all fours.

I must admit, he knew how to top. He also did it with me on my back, and the view of him exerting his manhood in me was a sight to behold. This was how he earned his money. This guy was living porn. Every thrust got his veins popping, his muscles flexing. He started jerking me off. Since I came twice already today it took me a while. He finally pulled out and then jerked me off while kissing my nipples. I came. I asked him to put his cock in my mouth. He sat up and started fucking my face. Pretty soon he came in my mouth.

That was a little bit better than I expected. I was expecing dead fish like MoonBoy. We shower separately. He asked me if I wanted to go to Moonlight with him to see the show. I told him I would, but only to pay the mamasan the 1000 baht off fee (and 100 baht tip). As we settle back in, he asks me for my Line, and told me I could call on him anytime, and we could skip the Moonlight off fee if I wanted to, as long as we meet in the daytime. I give him 6000 baht, because I can. We hug it out. He obviously wanted repeat business.

As we head over to Moonlight, I ponder on how much I spent today. It was only 8:30 PM, and already I am out 9500 baht. Kind of insane if you think about it. But this was Bangkok, on my last night here. Why not go out with a bang? 3 bangs, in fact.  Was it worth it? Of course it was. Was one boy better than the other? I’d say no. On paper I’d say that Moonlight was too expensive for the service and hours I get, versus what Sunlight gave, but really, I’d think the two were two very difference experiences, even if they were both boys who I hired to be with me.
My analogies: Sunlight was more like a day at Disneyland - I’ve been there before, and I always have fun. I take my time to see the sights, riding some rides, and it is always a wonderful time. Average ticket price: $129 for 8+ hours of fun. Moonlight was more like seeing the musical Hamilton on its earlier run. For the longest time, I’ve been pretty hyped to see it, reading the reviews and seeing the hype in the press. And actually seeing it didn’t disappoint. I knew all the words and sang all the songs, and it was 3 hours of musical theater well spent. I paid $600 for an Orchestra ticket.

It was well worth it, trust me.

So now, if only there was a boy that exists, having Moonlight’s body with Sunlight’s sexual prowess and attentiveness. That would be the perfect boy! And that is why I go to Brazil. That’s my punchline.

Next, 4 bars in one night. And a threesome.

It's my memory that I take home and that draws me back, not the adventures of numau,  vinapu reader, spoon, paulsf, floridarob, etc.  I read the reports and add some things I want/need to do on my next trip, I treat them as learning aides.  Somethings will go wildly right, some will make us wonder why we bothered with a club, guy, some will go sideways and then right themselves.