prickles

Ichigo, try  to work in rice fields for  a while and  you  may become slim and lean

From Coconuts Bangkok
Wild Boars make alms four years after cave rescue
The Wild Boars soccer team made an appearance at Tham Luang in northernmost Thailand Thursday morning to pay their respects to their rescuers on the fourth anniversary of their world-renowned ordeal.
Seven of the 13 boys of the Wild Boar soccer team, whose rescue after 17 days trapped in the cave drew global interest, made alms to 39 monks at the Tham Luang-Khun Nam Nang Non National Park in anticipation of its Oct. 1 reopening.
Those in attendance also paid their respects to Saman Kunan, the Navy Seal who came out of retirement to aid in the rescue and drowned while helping to prepare the operation.
The park is currently closed as national park officials make the cave safer for visiting, including  a 2-kilometer road link to the park’s emerald pool.
Four years ago today, the 12 young footballers and their coach disappeared inside Tham Luang after practice. Before long, their bicycles and belongings were found left at the entrance, kicking off a massive effort that drew the help of amateur cave diving experts from around the world.
Heavy rainfall had caused the cave to flood, trapping the team in darkness deep inside the cave complex.
It took 17 days for rescue teams to get the team out safely in a perilous rescue mission that gripped the world. A film based on the incident was released in 2019.

no need for prejudices  or preconceived notions.
First my comment to z909 you quoting  was not sarcastic at all.  We met several times, visited few bars together  and both of us know that we are not competing with each other. What he likes I don't, what I like z909 runs away from. It doesn't stop of having fun going to bar together if only to tell mamasans pushing for off to give that fake excuse " not today , I have boyfriend with me", nobody believes but message ' get lost ' is received with smile. ( If I go alone , I tell them " I like girls" with the same effect )
Second , if I'm able to hang out with spoon or 18past19 what makes you thinking we can't handle each other.
Third , I'm least competitive person you never met and can assure you that I will yield to you 11 times out of 10 so please , after you. Only exception will be if I tell you up front ' if we go to Sexy Boys bar and XYX will be there , he is mine "
So next time we are together on BKK or Pattaya don't be afraid  to hang together with almost invisible quiet church mouse Vinapu , of course if you wish. I already met 27 members over the years and did not bite anybody. Actually I think hunting for boys together is more fun. 

there are people here with long memory, just saying

those miscreants are doing that most likely because they find more interesting things to do on vacations than spend hours typing reports. Which is very hard when only one hand is available because other is holding somebody's cock.

As mentioned in my first post here, I'm a long-time follower of this forum (going back around 15 years, on and off) but rarely posted anything because from the great fountain of information you guys shared, I don't think I have anything new to add. Once I started sharing (just three weeks ago), I found that I do and should have done it many years ago Although Jason1975 says I should write trip reports, I'm not really up to a full report so I just share tidbits of my Thailand trips and occasionally take a chance to give you some info about Vietnam's scene too since I'm mainly based in Vietnam.
I gonna start this tidbit thread with stories about a cheating mamasan in Toy Boys.
This week, I came directly to Pattaya from the Bangkok airport (using Nam taxi, 1000B, they gave me detailed instructions of how to find the driver: Arrival Hall, walk outside and find Entrance No 3, then look for a car plated XXYY). Staying in AIYAREE PLACE just across street from Jomtien Complex (spacious room with a double and also a single bed, which I can use for massage, a separated space with room apparatus, arm chairs and table, perfect for working remotely, swimming pool and small gym, included breakfast buffet and also 400B hotel credit for lunch/dinner in the in-house restaurant with a pretty good selection of Western and Thai food, all of these for just 1100B/night, also no problem with guests to the room)
Chatted with a boy on Blued for a massage deal. If I'm gonna meet a guy on app, I prefer if he can do massage and if I can just book for massage only first (in case the guy shows up and looks totally different from his picture). This guy seems professional with his itemized price list (shown in the picture). Some members may know him too (the one who keeps promoting his own laundry service all the time and I find it quite cute.

He showed up, and just one look at him (small-built, slim fit, smooth skin, boyish look), I know I'm gonna follow up with some after-massage services. He's indeed professional, bringing everything (water-proof tarp, towel, a selection of massage oils, relaxing music, he just forgot candles hehe). He also speaks decent English (used to have some foreign boyfriends from China and Japan), so we chatted a lot during the session.
It turns out he used to work in Toy Boys in Boyztown about 4 years ago. My first visit of the bar many years ago left quite a bad taste in my mouth. 
I was greeted by this mamasan, who is Chinese-Vietnamese and can speak Mandarin, Vietnamese, Thai and English. It felt so good to talk to someone in my mother tongue in a foreign bar, so I sought advice from him about everything.
It was my last night in Pattaya and I liked 2 boys so decided (a first for me) to off both of them. Mamasan presented me with a handwritten bill including my drink, boy drinks, bar fines, boy's tips (1500 each) and also a charge for bar's short-time room (400 per boy). He told me he collected the boy's tips in advance just for safety and that even though I don't use the short time room at the bar, they still charge for it as a rule. I guess I was really naive at the time and probably trusted the bastard too much because he's Vietnamese too. To think that I even gave him a decent tip for all of his "troubles"!
Only when I was back to my hotel and talked more with the boys who spoke rather limited English, I found out that the short-time charges were totally bullshit. If I didn't leave town the next day, I would come back to the bar and raise the issue with the management. The next time I set foot in the bar (6 months later), I simply ignored that mamasan who recognized me instantly, refusing to speak to him even for seating or bill paying (kinda passive-agressively you must think). I became friend with another mamasan from Cambodia and had no problems since then.
So back to my massage, I asked Kiwi (the boy's nickname) why he quit, and he said he didn't like the working enviroment there and especially the mamasan, who cheated him out of his money so many times. Of course, it was the same guy. Turns out he cheated the customers and he cheated the boys too. 
Kiwi told me that many times that mamasan dealt with a customer (especially someone new to town) 2000 for ST and collected the money in advance but told the boy that the customer paid 1500 so the boy got back 1400 (minus his cut of 100). Kiwi said he never thought about asking the customers how much money they actually gave the mamasan. He only found out about this almost one year later, when a customer showed him a picture of the same handwritten bill I got, and funny enough, including the same bogus short-time room charge I had.
Kiwi also said even though he gave the mamasan his standard 100 cut every time, that one still tried to steer customers away from him (because some other boys would give mamasan 200 or even 300 cut), like telling the customer who wants a bottom that Kiwi only tops (FYI he can do both but prefer bottom position), or even saying that you need to be careful because he's kinda bad boy etc. 
Kiwi, too, only found out about this through customer feedback, and his story brought back another bad memory. 
That night, when I pointed to one of the two boys I later offed, who was standing quietly like a church mouse in a corner, Mamasan did say that boy only goes with lady customers. But because he was totally my type, I waived him in and later found out he's gay and can bottom (another red flag I should've paid attention to but I was too excited to have my first threesome ever at that point). Back at the hotel, I asked him why Mamasan said he only goes with ladies, he said he didn't know and he never went with women customers before.
Back again to my massage. Job done, I'm happy with the massage, after services and also the enlightening conversation we had, and gave him 2000 even though he only asked for 1500 tops.
Also because of this, I decided to go to Boyztown that evening and visit Toy Boys again (I walked past them a couple of weeks ago and saw they just re-opened with that cheating mamasan standing at the door), just so I have a chance to blow him off again hehe.
(to be continued)

I did frequently tip a boy at Family Mart with loose change after a purchase and one day I said "see you later" and his reply was "when".

That was the 1st sign there would be trouble, even just reading it, I knew is was going downhill from there , lol

Ha! No, I just worked in Japan for a few years and love the country. Those interested in Japanese host bars might like to see the website illustrations I included in a recent post I made in the Gay Asia forum.
 

Communication
My name is being called urgently with the cute mangling of a consonant that tells me it is Bangkok Guy who wants me. We are due to go snorkeling in ten minutes and ensconced in reception with a coffee, a sea view and my laptop I have lost track of time. Bangkok Guy knows that I sometimes loose track of time when I work and he is rounding me up. Just as I nudge him along when we have an early start and get the inevitable “mpfh, few minute” as he smiles and snuggles back down (I know from experience he will be more-or-less on time).  
As I stand it feels like a knife has gone through my intestines. I have been eating higher-spiced local Thai food for over a week now and my stomach has begun to protest. Eating Thai food with Bangkok Guy is like eating with a highly vigilant food taster. It is a cannon of his belief that Falang cannot eat spicy food and he needs to protect me from it, steering me away from particularly spicy dishes and weeding out particularly hot peppers. My stomach is telling me he has a point, and I reluctantly tell him to go snorkeling without me.
A day’s break from each other turns out to be a good thing. He has a great time exploring the waters off several islands with the instructor and a Thai couple, a welcome rest from having to think in English. I spend the day in a hammock reading, enjoying doing precisely nothing. We decide to have dinner on the beach at Idyllic, an up-market treat of fresh-caught fish accompanied by a very good singer/guitarist. Bangkok Guy shares the instructor’s pics of the expedition, great shots of him with many colorful fish.
And then we sit and stare at each other because we have run not out of conversation, but out of words. It’s not the first time, and after this many days together it is becoming obvious. Because we observe each other we understand each other well in simple things and we are in tune with each other’s mood. However, if we are going to keep moving forward we have to improve our ability to communicate.
It is not the first time that better communication would make things smoother. A few nights earlier Bangkok Guy decided he was going to sleep cuddling a pillow, not me. We both enjoy cuddling, so this is surprising. “Why cuddle pillow not me?” “Pillow small” ?? “I take pillow” and we wrestled for control of the pillow until we are laughing so hard tears are rolling down our cheeks.
Bangkok Guy likes these contests of strength which usually occur over the remote or preventing him from tickling me and I always win, eventually, but not this time as while I have the two arms with which to pin him down I lack the third arm required to seize the pillow and the contest ends with him grinning at me over the pillow, reveling in his triumph.
None of which explains why he is cuddling the pillow. Feeling a little hurt I decide to sleep on it. With Bangkok Guy if I do not understand something time usually reveals what is going on. I wake in the morning way over on my side of the bed with the pillow hard against my back and Bangkok Guy asleep on the pillow. I turn over and find I am cuddling the pillow and am pleasantly in contact with Bangkok Guy. “Pillow small” now makes sense.
It is very comfortable and, as the light of understanding breaks I see it solves two problems that have been causing us to sleep apart and not sleep well. The hotels in both Bangkok and Chang Mai had covered duvets, not a separate duvet and sheet. Bangkok Guy likes sleeping under the duvet but after some time cuddled up close under a duvet I get too hot and, without the option of separating the duvet from the sheet, we end up sleeping apart. To compound matters, this trip I am snoring more because I have let some of the Covid pounds I got rid of before the January trip slip back on. I could do with loosing ten pounds. The snoring is not the issue as much as the dribbling from sleeping open-mouthed.
The pillow is comfortable, Bangkok Guy and I are in physical contact, I am not over-heating and any dribble is on the pillow. Bangkok Guy has discovered an effective heat and dribble barrier. Life would be smoother if he could communicate that to me.
We agree that by my next trip I have to master basic Thai and Bangkok Guy needs to improve his English.
If anyone has any recommendations for how to learn Thai, please let me know.

I'm early riser for  two reasons, first longer your day on vacation , longer your vacations are. Second, I usually have guy beside me and like some romantic exercises before going for a breakfast.
I don't sleep during day unless jet lag forces me to , but even that will be 1-3 hours nap max. depending on companion or lack of him ( rarely ) I go to bed between 12 and 2 .
While in civil life I'm party man in Thailand I prefer one on one encounters so partying till , say 3 or 5 is out of question. That's to answer question you had.
Now advice you even did not ask for :
Avoid any routine on vacation as after while it will be boring, catch the day and do what you feel like doing at the moment, vacations are not to be spent checking watch all the time. If you wake up at 4 am and feel like not sleeping , wake up and have early morning stroll, you will be surprised how different familiar streets are. If you feel like sleeping till noon, don't feel guilty you did even if you lost good chunk of vacation day.  They did not give World Heritage designation to Foodland Patpong for nothing , you can have breakfast there at 2 pm as well as 2 am.
 
Nearly 60 and old fart ? What KFC man should say ? Dead already 😄?
 

Inside their pants when I can, although one diminutive twink on stage in Cupidol in Boyztown seemed a little hesitant, and when I pulled open his pants to stuff the note inside, and take a quick peek inside of course, the poor lad had a ball of scrunched-up toilet-roll down there to 'enhance' his allure on stage 😂   (didn't put me off offing him on future occasions)

Good news, now it just needs to be published in the royal gazette and the Thai pass and insurance will not be required after July 1st. My trip for early next year just received a boost. 
From Richard Barrow: 
The CCSA has announced that the Thailand Pass will stop being required from 1st July onwards. People also don’t need to buy insurance. However, you may have to show vaccination documents or test results if asked. This will continue while the emergency decree remains.
You also won’t be required to wear masks outdoors or in well ventilated places. There will be exceptions like crowded places. Entertainment venues can stay open until 2am and hotels can sell alcohol during the afternoon.
More updates soon. Please note, as usual this isn’t law until it’s published in the royal gazette.

It’s also tempting to soap up one’s anus, even without douching, and if there’s a handheld shower nozzle let the local water really get in there. I try to avoid that temptation when travelling, instead buying large cheaper bottled water and transferring it to manageable bottles, using a funnel, for ample rinsing when needed. Sometimes the self-cleaning oven feature is an adequate substitute for brillo pad scouring.
I also use Cetaphil skin cleanser for that area. I don’t douche unless I fail the small dildo equivalent insert-and-detect because douching often stimulates my sigmoid colon and a messy bowel movement ensues that often otherwise would have been delayed until well after anal intercourse. This usually involves, paradoxically, douching repeatedly in one sitting to clean up the mess that the douche precipitated. Then there may be wet leakage for hours later due to overhydrating the rectum and the colon area leading up to the rectal stage.
One issue is, of course, analingus readiness. Being the recipient of analingus is generally off the table but isn’t a big deal for me. I experientially know what I’m missing, meh, and all partners are trade whose own arousal FWIW in a transactional context is not predicated on sampling that tart. 

yes, but those places are only shades of former glory while Foodland Patpong is still alive and kicking , specially now when it was awarded World Heritage badge by UNESCO to which this board members were instrumental , LOL 

Update:
So last Friday, I pretended I was going to play sports so that I can see my street food vendor <3.. It was already around 9pm and decided I was going to eat it right there.. 
Ohh boy.. Food was a bit hard for me to finish but tried my best to show him that I liked it. Eventually, I gave up and decided to just take it home. So I asked him to put it in a takeaway bag and ordered another one..
 
Saturday, he wasn't there so it was a bummer. Sunday, I greeted him with Sawatdee krup as I walked past his kiosk on my way to playing sports. After playing, I went to his kiosk but he wasn't there so I went back to the sports center and waited there hoping he will come back in a few minutes.
 
After 10 minutes, went back to his kiosk but it was still unmanned so I just walked around the area for another 30 minutes but still he wasn't there.
Finally, I just decided to have a drink with some friends around the area. Around 9pm, I walked past his kiosk but still, he was not there
I didn't wanna go home empty handed, so I went back to the sports center, watched some games for a few minutes then walked back to his kiosk and VOILA! He is there, sweeping the pavement just a few meters from his kiosk.
I asked "mi mai?" or "do you have?" in english and he replied enthusiastically, "mi.. mi" or "have.. have.."..
Long story short, I ordered two which is 40THB in total but gave him 100 and told him keep the change but he was like "No.. no.." I just replied "Mai bpen rai" or "Don't worry about it"..
 
I also got his Line haha!! He is soo cute in his profile picture. He seems to be or have been a cook in another slightly bigger food kiosk.. I sent him a picture of what I ordered from him, already emptied out .. then he replied with a picture of chilis .. not sure if he is teasing me because I would always complain that his food is spicy and he always would get surprised cause its prolly not that spicy for him..
Sent him a picture of a Burmese restaurant and asked him if its any good and he just replied with "dont know" and "i havent tried"..
 
This is probably too slow for most forumers here but it brings back the same excitement you feel seeing or interacting with your crush back in high school 😅
 
Next goal is to invite him to a drink but I would probably just stick to ordering and making small talks with him this week just to make him a little more comfortable with me.

This trip was planned in outline by Bangkok Guy and then refined by me as I encountered the reality of logistics in Thailand. All air routes pass through Bangkok, you can’t simply fly direct city-to-city, and this consumes a lot of time. It was not possible to fit Bangkok Guy’s top three destinations into ten days and we settled on two, Chang Mai and Koh Lipe, with an overnight transit stop in Hat Yai because the flight arrivals and boat departures do not match up if your starting point is Chang Mai and you have to travel via Bangkok.
No Covid issues this time. Bangkok Guy is double-vaccinated, Moderna as the second shot, bright eyed and looking forward to our trip. He has been helping his sister sell durian ‘It good business’, except his sister likes durian and eats some of the stock, which amuses him.
As I am with Bangkok Guy and not having daily bar-scene adventures I have experimented with the format of this report. Rather than write the report chronologically, after an initial touristic overview I have structured it by themes.
As usual we visited the jazz bars. I still can’t find a calendar of who is playing where, which is frustrating. We tried the Crimson Room for the first time and found Norwood Young and his band were the act. He was excellent, great voice and quite a showman. Bangkok Guy loved it, so we returned after our travels but found a Thai singer who was good but not Norwood Young.
Bamboo Bar was excellent as always. As in January Peter the resident pianist (I could listen to him all night) was backing Thai vocalists who were good but did not have quite the lungs and range of the vocalists in January. This was a disappointment to Bangkok Guy who particularly likes vocals that you could dance to if there was a dance floor. Bangkok Guy informs me that if you can’t dance to it, it “old people jazz” (which he still likes).
Our first night in Chang Mai Bangkok Guy was excited to go to the Sunday night market. He loves markets. It was large and fun. In addition to the shopping there was a lot of activity at Wat Chedi Luang. We bought flowers to offer and, assisted by a monk, Bangkok Guy hauled a water container up a rope pully to tip over the ruined chedi.
We returned to our hotel very late and Bangkok Guy discovered the night security guard was a guide (Bangkok Guy chats to everybody), so the next day he took us on a tour of the temples, a great restaurant in a garden by a reservoir, and shopping. The low tourist numbers were painfully obvious in the shops-geared-for-tourists to which he took us. Large complexes in which we were the only customers.
Koh Lipe I highly recommend, but we will not be returning as Bangkok Guy did not like the hour long boat ride. The route is a two hour ride in a van from Hat Yai to Pak Barra on a good road, followed by an hour in a speed boat to Koh Lipe. Picture a gutted cabin cruiser with one large open space holding seating for around 30-40 people and four massive outboard motors.
On the way there the sea had a slight swell which resulted in some exciting bumps even with an experienced driver, which in turn lead to a few cases of mild seasickness, one of whom was Bangkok Guy.
Despite a room right next to the water with a view-to-die-for, excellent food, great snorkeling and it generally being a great place, Bangkok Guy did not forgive the seasickness. On the return trip the sea was like glass and it was wonderful. Still no forgiveness. I would return in a heartbeat and will try to bribe Bangkok Guy with the Idyllic Resort which we found just down the beach from our resort. “We can move here?” he asked hopefully. The attraction was air-conditioning versus fans.
The return flight to Bangkok was an hour late due to weather. Approaching Bangkok the turbulence was uncomfortable – Bangkok Guy gripped my arm like a drowning sailor while I played at being calm and stoic. The cause of the turbulence became clear after the pilot made a U-turn into the landing approach. We had skirted a sizeable thunder storm with lightening the likes of which I have never before seen – massive, thick, bright white bolts that made me visualize pools of molten glass wherever they struck.
After washing off the day’s travel at the hotel we headed out to Silom for Issan food. I got the feeling that Bangkok Guy is not often in this part of Bangkok anymore, several times he was not so sure finding his way around, and this was one of these occasions. No Issan food where he expected it. We ended up at Fork and Cork, which we liked.
Since we were in the area, why not visit Jupiter? I wanted to see a show and Bangkok Guy was happy to go along as he likes the Jupiter guys more than I do. He likes buff. About ten guys in great shape. Good acts. A very thin crowd. Four or five young women front row at one end of the stage, two small mixed groups along the right-side front row, three guys on the left side and Bangkok Guy and I seated a little further back.
However Bangkok Guy did not get into playing the ‘Which guy you want?’ game and his body language became stiff. When I suggested we go he almost leapt from his seat. I have not taken him to a bar since the very early days of our relationship, wanting to spare him any possible loss of face at being perceived as a ‘boy du jour’ and possible discomfort if I too-visibly found a guy attractive.
Although none of the guys really appealed to me, the longer we stayed in the bar the more uncomfortable he was, particularly as I was trying to figure out if I thought #86 was attractive or not (conclusion, yes) causing my attention to be too focused.
Bangkok Guy and I are firm fans of Baan Suriyasai and that did not change this trip. We tried the Blue Elephant and while I would recommend it there were many people, so not a private dining experience, and it is a fraction Euro-centric. The wait staff automatically focused on me, while in Baan Suriyasai they focus on Bangkok Guy.
The limopattaya were great as usual, taking us to-and-from the airport and also around Bangkok in the evenings between restaurants and jazz bars.
For the first time ever on my departure Bangkok Guy decided he would keep the hotel room and check out after breakfast the next morning. I left him happily snuggled under the duvet.   

good luck
chase often is more fun and rewarding than goal itself

So I've just started my cruising for straight guys last Sunday..
 
Project # 1 is a straight street vendor whom I always see whenever I play sports every Wednesday Saturday and Sunday. He is a bit lanky but with some traces of muscles. Pointed nose. He always caught my eye whenever I passed by his kiosk and I remember him smiling at me once when I passed by. I am about 95% sure that he is straight.
 
Last Sunday, I decided to make my first move. I ordered what he is selling with my basic thai. My Thai is super limited but I still tried to make some small talk and ask him if its spicy or if it has pork or chicken, etc. He then said that it is a Myanmar food and that most of his customers are Burmese and that he is Burmese too. Whole time he was just smiling probably laughing at my Thai deep inside..
What he is selling is like a coleslaw without mayonaise but with peanuts in it. I said to him that I will eat it at home. I tried it at home but was not a fan of it.
Yesternight, I saw him around 22:00pm. He was already packing up. My mistake was that I ordered Bolt Bike so I was not going to be able to pass by his kiosk. I was going to stand beside his kiosk and wait for the Bolt Bike there but I didnt want to give him any idea that I am into him just yet.
Next plan is to order more from him again this Saturday and tell him I liked it and that it is delicious. Then on Sunday, I will order again and will tell him to keep the change as a tip. Food he is selling is just 20 THB so I am planning to give him 100 and order two so that he can keep the 60 THB change. I wanna keep it subtle first.
Then on Wednesday when I see him again packing up at night.. I will try to ask him if he can deliver to my house so that I can get his Line..
 
My primary goal is to get him on bed but I wanna take it slow and enjoy the ride haha..
 
I will keep you guys updated over the weekend if you guys are interested
 
 
 

try 3 guys on your first day next time, it may speed recovery

Day 1
Tittle sounds somewhat dramatic but I couldn’t think about something better reflecting that, my 22nd trip to Thailand  so here we go.
As soon as I recovered from jet lag after returning from my December trip I start plotting when my next one should be. Not only missing Thailand but also still not depleted travel fund  made itching to go unbearable  so I decided to go in May , in my circumstances meaning ASAP.
Thailand Pass approval came in a day, I managed to secure quite good  flight price with somewhat exotic connection through New Delhi with equally exotic arrival time at 5 a.m.
On my way I had a bit of crisis sitting so long in the silver tube, after 8 hours realizing that it’s only mid-way  that I started having doubts if  it’s to long before I decide that those  long  flights are not for my anymore.
At 5 in the morning Swampy was quite empty and since plane parked at very far end of terminal it was good 15 minutes walk to immigration allowing me to finally stretch my legs  not to mention ventilate my digestive system after almost full day on the go. Since I travel light no waiting for the luggage, just purchase Thai SIM card and I was on my way to train station, managed even to check exchange rates in adjacent kiosks and find them this time disappointing  so wisely as it turned out I decided to  exchange money in my favorite spot XONE on Suriwong  close to my first stop – Tarntawan.
Historic moment for me –  for a first time I took first train of the day out of Swampy  and in 45 minutes or so I was marching toward hotel through already bustling part of Silom .
I did not want any issues with early checking  so took an advantage of their low rates and booked for day before  asking them to keep the room  as I will be arriving early in the morning. This way I could go straight to the  room to shower and take short nap.
Rested I went to world famous , UNESCO heritage , 7 ½ Michelin stars Foodland for a breakfast, exchanged money , made rounds through Silom sois and around 1 pm went around the corner to see if it’s really true that Tawan is offering massages during day. It was opened, sign posted ‘massage 500” and lonely guy named  M sitting at the door. He lead me through now empty bar to a staircase , we climbed all the way to 4th floor to find  few neat massage rooms.
Massage was good , after about 1 hr I made some indecent but well received move  and we went to stage 2 . Good start of the trip , promised to come later for the show, tip 1500 for 1.5 hr. session.
 Walked again length of Silom on both sides to see signs of gentrifications with shiny eateries and shops taking place of former ordinary ones. In the hotel I nap for a hour, than used Line to ask certain V, known to me from last trip if he can come for 2 hours of reunion . Answer come right away and soon he was knocking my door. He is not greedy but I , excited to be back in his embraces lavished 2000 tip on him , money well spent.
At 8.30 pm to Hot Male downstairs in Patpong 2  to meet with paulsf and jimbill already conversing  there. It’s a whole since I saw them both so we had some stuff to catch up but    at 10.30 jimbill and I left , me quietly excited to see my first Tawan show in the new place.
Tawan is by far friendlest bar in BKK, as soon as we showed up buys and mamasans rushed to shake our hands, few boys recognized me right away including Dam , whom I offed few times already and M, who massaged me few hours earlier. I was surprised to see that staff includes quite twinky guy with very attractive face
My attention was on K, new guy , well under 30 y.o . with nice , symmetrical tattoos , no trace of hair and bulky muscles. When he noticed I’m staring at him intensely , he smiled broadly so I called him over for a drink and  did not waste time asking if he goes with me (yes), if he does long time (yes) , if he kisses ( nit noi) i.e. my all liturgical questions  finally to arrive to final one, how much you want. Answer was freezing 2500 ST , 5000 LT but I was not about to pass such opportunity  for sake of spending  2000 more  of what I think  is fair Long Time rate. So I quietly gulped and asked him to dress and go. Not that we walked far to Tarntawan. It was great move on my part, money be damned and I couldn’t imagine better start to a trip than having such a hunk as my first night companion. Before day 1 finished we already agreed on  noon  trip to Mahanakhon tomorrow and mid-day visit  in my room after that. So may day 1 finished in serious embraces , let me  tell you.  
    

Too much bargaining kills the fun,  specially when done faceto face. For me it,s max 3 steps: his offer, my offer, deal or not.
If I really want the guy I may overpay from time to time to avoid joy killing.
Remdmber that if you pay  set amount to a bar ot massage guy, most likely you are stuck with that amount for other guys  from his place unless you have nerves to say ,, him more handsome,,, or,, his cock big,, which actually will be understood and taken well. Boys know their assets or lack of them. 

I was in Winner Boy Bar yesterday, quite early, around 8.30 pm. There were about a dozen boys in underwear and 3 other customers (6 at the time I left). There was one boy, who came to work and stripped down to his undies just to pull up again to go with a customer. It happened that fast

Soft drinks 89B, boy drinks 150B (boys get 50B per drink). You can buy a bucket of ping-pong balls, 20B apiece, and throw them at the boys  Boys get 10B for each ball they get hold of (just to be clear: I'm still talking about the ping-pong balls). 
When I left, there was an elderly farang (the bar owner?) at the door who thanked me for coming.

So far, I never offed any boys from the bar, but like its laid-back atmosphere and also the boy playing-around. Will definitely come back.

Sunee still looked pretty dead even on Sat night. Aside from Winner Boy, there was only one other bar (Euro boys$) open with no customers  

I somehow manage to have fun 8 days a week , 25 hours per day

If you get three hours out of a ST off, i tip my cap to you.
Marry him 😊