Olddaddy

Pics ....or we don't believe you?😁

I have tried to work out the attraction for locals and visitors of having 60 coffee bars on one patch of beach. I can't!

Try "Coctail Boyz" by Nicky Stewart. It is a three volume story about a fictitious bar in Sunee Plazza and its owner, staff, boys customers and environment from the opening of the bar and the reqcruitment in Issan to the death of the owner and its closure after a few years. It is available paper back from Amazon.de @ Euro 14.97 each. Also available in e book format.

The "Bangkok Boy Bar" by Richard Vohl is also available from Amazon.

Went to 357 Sauna in Sydney last night 
$29 entry fee 
It was dark in there and about midnight ended up getting a young Korean guy fuck me and cum in my ass .
It was actually a mistake because I couldn't see without my glasses and I was dark in there and I thought the Asian guy walking past was the old Asian guy I saw earlier so pulled his arm as he was walking past the room cubicle and said can I lick your ass ? He said yes and when he came into the cubicle I could see it was actually a young Korean guy about 24/25 
So he was much better than the old guy I was expecting 😂
Reminds me of a story many many years ago on the gay forums where a farang hired a money boy who didn't turn up but the one that did was much more sexier 👍
357 Sydney sauna 

Falang can dance , great idea 
Maybe this next generation of falang😉👍 ,the upcoming farang are much different in terms of health and keeping fit and more "younger " in mind , a great idea instead of bingo and Zimmer frames 😉
 

I still take it (as a bottom) as it apparently highers testereone I heard thru Google 
,however I lift weights everyday so gives me a pump feeling 
 

I was turned-off by her ties to Scientology.

I have a prescription program that provides 90 Cialis, 5 mg, for 150 Baht. Hard to believe.

Not this old chestnut again. Its origins lie in another forum  a few years ago and the posts it produced were sickening. I'm not surprised  you "saw nothing of that"; it was always a fantasy propagated by a couple of individuals toying with  racial stereotypes.
I cannot believe there 's a safer place to wander at night than Pattaya....as long as you watch out for all the traffic, not just fantasy Arabs on motorcys! Not to mention broken pavements.

From Pattaya Mail

‘A picture is worth a thousand words’ – For the first time in decades, ‘Treasure of Memories: 19th Century Photographs of Siam’, brings you an exhibition of over 100 century-old photographs from Athada Khoman and Weerawit Futrakul’s private collection for a rare insight into the nascent modernity of 19th century Siam.
This haul of photographs from two of Thailand’s leading antique collectors will transport you to the cultural milieu during the reigns of Rama IV and V through the lens of royal photographers of the Siamese court.
A must-see for history-lovers and photographers alike, this exhibition is open now until 20 December 2022, 10:00 AM – 8:00 PM at RCB Photographer’s Gallery 1 on the 2nd floor of River City Bangkok. (PRD)

I agree.  Again, I have no problem about attacking the content of posts.  I too think those posts are inappropriate considering people who have had to deal with cancer - and that includes me.
My suggestion to Olddaddy - don't try to defend those posts.  Just stop it and move on to something else.

Great experience yesterday. Arrived from Sydney Australia at 4.30pm, through immigration immediately and waited 10 mins for bag. In the car within 20 mins of getting off the plane. Then 40 mins to Crowne Plaza. So just over an hour which I was very pleased with. 

Don't work too hard 😉you can't take it with you ! 

My Pattaya reports are aimed at newbies by a newbie (third time in Thailand, first time in P), so please read (and react?) with that spirit in mind.
I decided to offer them thematically rather than chronologically, bcs I think it's more useful for searching info.
 
Mike's taxi service was rcmndd here, and m happy to rcmnd it forward.
Online rgstration easy and user-friendly. 1000 baht. I also established in advance whatsapp contact with him, just to b on the safe side; he readily obliged me.
Arriving 14:45 in a small plane from Siem Reap and with only a carry-on trolley, I whisked thru. Per email instruction, I proceeded to exit gate 3. At first I didnt see anyone holding a paper with my name on it, but that was bcs I had mistakenly assumed that mine wld b the only one. However, some reps have boards with mltpl names, and that's where I found mine.
The young lady contacted the driver waiting outside; told me it wld take 10 mnts; at my request took me to sit at some benches; and rtrnd 7 mnts later to take me to the taxi.
The taxi was immaculate, and the driver very polite. He asked me to type the name of my hotel into his nvgation app, and off we drove at 15:25.
He also showed me on his cellphone that he is aware of my request to stop in P at a TT branch for exchanging money, which of course he did.
The ride took 95 mnts, 75 of which we were cruising at 110 kph on the highways.
Level of service: PERFECT
PS
Rate of exchange was $1 = 35.2 baht

Don't work too hard 😉you can't take it with you ! 

But as I thought I had clearly stated, the Turkish Airlines jet was not departing. It was merely being towed to some far off part of BKK as it would not be departing for Istanbul for at least 6 hours. It had picked up no passengers and no luggage. The plane was empty! The only passengers waiting at that bay were China Airlines passengers. So Turkish Airlines was obviously late in arriving and then had merely to offload pasengers and luggage. There were several vacant bays in that part of BKK. Clearly Turkish had been assigned the same bay as China Airlines. But given that Turkish had clearly arrived very late and this would have been known to the air traffic controllers and the ground coordinators many hours beforehand, I fail to understand why Turkish could not have been assigned a nearby empty bay to unload its passengers and cargo. I am sure all the passengers waiting to fly to Taipei on the incoming China Airlines plane wondered the same thing!

Apologies for not finishing this story earlier, but I’ve had an excitement-filled week with little time to devote to this story.
The short version is this friend, let’s call him Baht, never asked me to share my vacation with him.
I handed him an envelope with some cash in it and apologized for not being able to help him more during the pandemic. We made our way to a tiny specialty coffee roaster that was on the end of a sub-soi off Soi Convent and had a nice catch-up. He invited me to join his friends at Fake Club that night. I demurred as I had some shopping to do on Silom Soi 4 and Patpong, and had already wasted my first night in Bangkok catching up on the sleep I failed to get the night before my flight left. But I had always wanted to go to Club Fake and knew I’d never go to a place like that alone. Still, though, my shopping expedition beckoned so I told Baht to text me later, I might change my mind.
When he finally did text me it was from Fake Club itself and the news wasn’t so great. They only sold bottles of whiskey or vodka. No tequila, but they’d let you bring a bottle of tequila inside the club and charge a 300 baht “uncorking” fee. I think I was supposed to take care of the tequila but didn’t realize that. I don’t know where to buy bottles of tequila that late in Bangkok, and Baht had made it sound as though it were something he could handle once I showed up.
That happened at about 11:30. I got to the table only to find whiskey. Baht poured me a glass of whiskey and soda despite my protesting that just the smell of whiskey makes me wanna throw up. Then he excused himself to go to the bathroom.
He didn’t return for a long time —almost an hour — and as his absence stretched I grew more determined to say my goodbyes as soon as he returned. 
It ended up that Baht had commandeered a motorcycle taxi and told him to go to every liquor store and convenience store still open until they found one with tequila. As the clock ticked almost to midnight — Thailand’s legal cutoff time for sales of alcohol — they found one last convenience store. It had a bottle of tequila. He texted me a photo of it. It was almost exactly midnight.
When he got back, well after midnight, he must have had to travel far, Baht plopped my prize down on the table and told me of his adventure. Well, I guess I can stay another half hour or so, I thought.
I ended up having a great night. I had not drank like that in almost three years. The music was really fun and I found out that despite no practice since the end of 2019, my body can still dance. We ended up polishing off that bottle of tequila and staying till the very end. When the bill came, a little more than 5,000 baht, I took it from the waiter, who shined his flashlight on my wallet so I could see what I was doing. As I was counting out 1,000-baht notes, I noticed all eyes around the table were on my wallet, riveted with suspense. Would I go all the way? If I did, would I leave a tip? I got to 4,000 and hesitated. Surely Golf and his friends could take care of the rest and add a tip. I glanced up, all eyes, even the waiter’s, were still glued to what my fingers were doing in my wallet. There was also a sense of desperation in those eyes, so I counted out two more bills and a jubilant celebration erupted as if I — or they — had just scored the winning goal in a World Cup game. The waiter actually broke into tears he was so happy. He gave me a big hug, showering me in thank yous. I’ve never hugged anyone so bone thin. I was happy I had left him a generous tip. He could obviously use the money.

I think you're being facetious but I'll answer anyway. Nope, the thought didn't even cross my mind.
It turned out that Baht and I were heading to Pattaya two days later, on Sunday. I had more shopping plans for that night but Baht again texted me to join him in Jomtien Super Town — is that what they call it? — to start drinking with another group of his friends and later head with them to a Pattaya nightclub that Baht was eager to experience. Baht had mentioned this on Friday morning in the coffee shop, and I was definitely interested. I've had such great times in Pattaya night clubs. I love the clientele mix. Gay, straight, sex workers from all over Southeast Asia, sex tourists from all over the world as well as plenty of locals and gay and beach tourists pulled to Pattaya by draws other than go-go and host/hostess bars. On one of my first nights in Pattaya, back in the mid-90s, I remember going to what I believe was Marine Disco. It was on Walking Street, and the sexual tension was off the charts. The music and music system were outstanding. There was so much energy in that place. Through the decades other Pattaya nightclubs would open and close, from Hollywood, near Sunee Plaza, to Christine's to Dave's and NAB. I had so many great nights in every one of them so I was eager to try a new Pattaya disco.
Trouble was I had asked Baht the name of the place because I had just read a long Stickman's column about a few new happening nightclubs in Pattaya and thought it might be one of them. It wasn't. Instead it was one that had just been raided by police, one from which the customers rather than wait to be booked and locked up broke free and ran away, one that had been closed down by the humiliated police.
Now it's Sunday night and Baht and his friends are getting excited about moving to a Pattaya venue. Baht still refuses to believe me that the place he intends to go to has been closed down by police. So he asks a friend working at the bar we're drinking at. The friend says, yeh, it's still open, and Baht shoots an “I told you so” glance at me. But at that point the bar's other waiter pipes in and says police have closed it. No matter. There are other Pattaya nightclubs.
But at this point I'm not really in the mood. I had been working the apps, chatting to some promising locals before heading to Jomtien and wanted to get back to that. I also didn't want to put myself in a situation where I would be expected to subsidize the drinking of six more strangers. So I paid for my tequila and left.
The next morning when I woke up I noticed Baht had tried to call me twice, which is odd for him as we only ever text. I texted back, thanking him for introducing me to his fun friends, telling him I had a great time at Fake Club and again in Jomtien and wishing him a safe drive back up to Chiang Mai. They had planned to leave when they woke up that day — after for what for them were three straight all-nighters of binge drinking.
Baht has yet to reply to that text, nor to even read it. I hope he is OK.

When do you think your going back?
I'm going in early 2023 ,maybe February or March,luv to catch up with you .

I love you Mack 💜
Looking forward to more reports.
 

Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm back for work. Am currently in neither Bangkok or Pattaya but in the boondocks for a project inspection. I may get a few days R&R in Bangkok at the end of the trip if inspection goes well and it frees up some time. Keeping fingers and penis crossed.

Shameless Mack is back in the house!!
Welcome back to LOS - looking forward to your updates....

Your dealing with service providers who maybe straight and are gay4pay most probably.
If you want a straight guy to fuck your old butt and stay hard he may have to watch straight porn ,he isn't personally into you ,of course he can put a act on 
Don't take it personally