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Day 10.6 So Fresh and So Clean
 
(all photos in this post are not mine, and can be freely downloaded from the interwebs)
 
The first time I have ever set foot on Soi Twilight was a clear night on February 2014. Back then, armed with the knowledge from the best trip reports and advice from this forum, as well as reading the blog http://bangkokbois.sawatdeenetwork.com/ religiously before heading out to Bangkok, I was so nervous and wasn't sure I could actually do it. I chose my first hotel, Crowne Plaza, knowing how many meters I had to walk from the hotel to the bars. I made sure I was ready before 10:00 PM to get to the bars so I can get good seating and see the shows. I even made sure I had some 20, 100, and 500 baht notes in my pocket so I was ready to give out tips.
 
 


I knew where to stay, where to go, what time to be there, and what to bring. But nothing could prepare me for the initial assault on the senses that I was about to witness as I walked on Surawong and see Soi Twilight from the distance. The neon light signs, the aggressive bar touts, and the boys sashaying up and down the Soi, was too much for me. I entered the Soi, pretending to be unimpressed, and ignoring everything they were throwing at me. I walked too fast that I got to the Classic Boys side of the Soi without stopping and even able to check anything out.  
 


I left the Soi to try to compose myself. I decided to go to Tawan instead, and the rest is history. 
So tonight, with my eye candy in my arm, I step into Soi Twilight for what it seems to be the 100th time, without the shyness from before. Now, at the end of my trip, I am almost jaded, a little over the bar scene. I know that when I get back home I will be aching to be back here again. Maybe one can really never do this everyday. It's good as an occasional thing. But once that you have indulged in the fantasy, and had your fill of the hospitality the boys are known for, it's time to step away. Tonight it my last night in Bangkok this trip. It was time to go.
 
I have made plans with paulsf to hang out tonight on my last night. Before this trip I have been peppering him with questions about his take on some of the bars here, and I have followed his advice on some queries I had. This is the beauty of gaythailand. I get a lot of advice on all things gay Thailand, and I get to meet cool people in the process once in while. I’ve seen paulsf probably three nights now but we have never really hung out to watch a boy show together.
 
We meet him around 9:30 PM at Hot Male beer bar. We exchange pleasantries, and BurBoy gives him a hug, and we sit down with him as we talk about each other’s activities for the past few days. BurBoy was again content in being in the background while the two westerners exchange Bangkok stories. I share with him my lament about my impending goodbye with BurBoy and Thailand. For people who have read my trip reports, they know how much I get attached to the boys I spend time with the most, and BurBoy is no exception.
 
At around 10 PM we decide in heading out to Fresh Boys, which was just a few steps from where we were sitting. I’ve only been here three times before. Once in February, and I talked about it in my trip report, mistakenly identifying the bar as X-Size, another time with my BF and we bought this wickedly handsome Khmer a drink, and another time just 5 nights ago when I was trying to get a boy before seeing BurBoy. I always like the boys here, but I never seem to be able to off anyone. I’m pretty sure I won’t be offing anyone tonight either. This has been my white whale.
 
 




We go in and get seated in the back benches that had a view of the front of the stage. There were probably two or three more parties in the bar so it wasn’t full. We get asked our drink orders and settle in to watch the boys advertising their wares onstage. The police raids that happened a few months ago on Soi Twilight that forbid the non-Thais to work in the bars, was to me an unfortunate development in the lead up to my last trip in June. I’ve always thought the variety in nationalities of the boys in the bars gave it the edge it needed. The exception of course was Dream Boy. For some reason, having an all-Thai employee base works well for that bar, and the effect is sometimes beautiful. 
So I was happy to hear that non-Thai boys were allowed to work in the bars again. Onstage at Fresh Boys right now, wearing only tight white underwear, was a good mix of Thais, Viets and Khmers (and maybe a Burmese or two). It was a good looking crew tonight, although not as many as other bars. Some of the boys were eyeing us, trying to see if we were the offing types or not. paulsf, as the only farang in our group, got the bulk of the attention. He wasn’t calling anyone over but the boys kept introducing themselves to him. BurBoy had one leg wrapped around my leg and holding my hand, possibly to both stake his claim and for comfort.
 
The group of boys who stood out for me tonight were the Viets. They were all young, hot, fit, and handsome. Some of them I recognize from Hot Male. paulsf has told me that Hot Male was, for the moment, not hiring any non-Thais, so some of the boys had to land somewhere else. If I was alone tonight I might have thought of inviting them for a drink, but paulsf tells me that most, if not all, of the boys are tops. For some of these gorgeous boys, I can probably make an exception and off them anyway.
 
The boys get off the stage as the show is about to start. BurBoy puts his head on my shoulder as paulsf, sitting on the other side, gives me some of his impressions about what is happening onstage. One of the first numbers was the big cock show, a staple in most of the boy show bars in Thailand. One after another, a hot boy/man would appear with a big raging hard-on. In this bar they did something extra: they would “bang” their rock hard penises on a steel pole that was onstage. The pole would make a big “clank” noise, as if someone was hitting the pole with a steel bat.
 
That probably hurts, banging your hard cock against a steel pole and getting it to sound like that. But I immediately see the parlor trick. As they bang their cock, they also use their knee ever so subtly to bang the pole as well, creating the sound. What was funny was first paulsf turns to me and tells me about the knee thing, and then after that BurBoy turns to me and tells me the same thing. “No original.” BurBoy adds. I guess he has seen this parlor trick before.
 
There was a number where this tall, lean muscular handsome guy with a long and large hard cock was chuck wowing in front of us, while playing gay porn in his iPad, to music. It was entertaining and hot, because the guy just had one of the biggest penises I’ve ever seen on a Bangkok stage, he had an unfair lean muscular torso with a six pack, and he was playful, posing in different ways onstage, and making sure we all saw what he was watching on his iPad, which was gay porn. paulsf tells me the guy was over 40 years old. How I wish I looked like that when I’m in my 40s. I wish I was hot like that now. Good genes trumps everything I guess. At that age though, you can hardly call anyone fresh, but somehow it suits him still.
 
There were a couple of energetic ladyboy lip-syncs with two backing dancers. The tunes were upbeat and the boys dancing were kind of cute and could dance really well. I hear BurBoy singing along to the songs that was being lip-synced. I was kind of enjoying hearing the song on stereo. paulsf remarked that this was one of his favorite parts of the show.
 
There is a fuck show in this bar, but it was kind of different and weird. They put a screen, or a net, across the stage so you don’t see the fucking directly, per se. After seeing the no-holds barred acrobatics in Tawan and Screw Boy throughout the week, this seems pretty tame. This was the time me and paulsf and BurBoy talk. How blasé we have become, talking over a fuck show. There was also a shower show. Again, blasé.
 
One Viet guy approached paulsf. paulsf did not want the boy to sit with him, so the boy kept his distance, but soon he sat next to him. I see them talk for a bit before the boy extends a hand to introduce himself. paulsf tells him we are both Americans, which prompted the boy to remark that he thought I was Thai. I get one every night. The boy was cute but paulsf was not having any of it.
 
While the show was happening I check my phone. The bar was not too strict with the phone usage, though I am sure that you still can’t take photos inside the bar. I see some Line messages from Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG), asking me if it was my last night in Bangkok tonight. I answer and tell him it was. He replies and says that if it was possible tonight, I should go to Dream Boy to say goodbye. He adds that I don’t have to buy a drink for him, he just wanted to see me. I tell him I will see what I can do.
 
I tell this to BurBoy, that I wanted to go to Dream Boy after this bar to say goodbye to DTG. BurBoy has never met DTG, and he was immediately skeptical about the meeting. He asks me “How do you know boy?” I tell him I offed him in the past. “You still talk him?” I say once in a while. “You want off him tonight.” No, I say. I am with you. I just want to say goodbye to him because I haven’t seen him in a long time (a bald-faced lie again). BurBoy just shrugs. I guess he didn’t like it as much but figured he would let me do it.
 
The show ends and we pay up for our drinks. I tell paulsf that we have decided to go to Dream Boy because I wanted to say goodbye to DTG. paulsf decides to go with us to Dream Boy, a bar he doesn’t check out that often.
 
So Dream Boy, and DTG, next…

Day 6.0: A Khmer Farewell
 
The alarm wakes me up at 7:30 AM. I’m surprised I don’t have a headache, but I wish I had a few more hours of sleep. Not offing that Station bar employee was the right decision, and feeling both Cambodia Boy (CB) and Fit Khmer’s (FK) bodies close to mine is a special treat. I make a mental note to myself to get King Size beds from now on whenever I intend on getting 2 or more boys. That’s why I like Crowne Plaza Bangkok and (soon to be former) Marriott Pattaya for their very generous bed space.
 
I turn to spoon FK for a bit. His taut sinewy lean frame feels good to the touch. I wrap my arms around him, feeling his pecs and abs, and then travel down to his cock and start massaging it. I wasn’t intending to have sex with him right then and there, but it was nice to lay my hands on him. I knew I needed to get going soon. I get up and adjust my hard-on in my underwear, take the t-shirt, shorts and underwear I was going to wear today, and then go to the bathroom to pee and shower.
 
It takes me less than 10 minutes to shower and dry. I style my hair and brush my teeth, and then gather up my toiletries to start packing. I step out of the bathroom and see FK and CB spooning, still sleeping. That’s interesting. I pick up my clothing and souvenirs scattered in the room and start shoving all of it my roller bag. CB awokens and bids me good morning. I tell them they should probably start getting ready. CB stands up and goes to me to hug me and give me a kiss. I stop what I do and relish the attention he was giving this morning. He goes to the bathroom and I finish packing.
 
After a while CB emerges from the bathroom in a towel and wakes up FK and Gorgeous Khmer (GK) and tell them something in Khmer. He takes some clothes with him to the bathroom and leaves the door open. FK and GK say good morning. I ask them if they were OK and they say yes. GK goes to the refrigerator in the room and takes some bottled waters and hands FK one and they both take a drink. I finish packing and tell the boys I will take short walk while they were getting ready.
 
I open the door and feel the warm air rush in. It wasn’t hot yet, and it feels like it just rained. I get to the lobby and step out in the street and see some puddles have formed in the uneven pavement of Siem Reap streets. I walk on the sidewalk and see street vendors setting up their kiosks for the day. I get to the traffic circle close to the hotel and it was not busy this Thursday morning:
 

 
I wanted to relish Siem Reap on my own, in solitude, for a few minutes before going back to the energetic company of the three Khmers. I suddenly realized that I have not been alone at all in Cambodia since stepping out of the Phnom Penh airport. I like the company of CB, and FK and GK, but something this trip lacked was experiencing the country alone. I was seeing the country in the filter of what my Khmer buddies wanted me to see. So I am taking these 10 minutes to quietly walk the streets. I breathe the fresh air, which was crisp from the recent rain, mixed with the diesel fumes of the motorbikes that drove by. I just stand there till my 10 minutes were up. I head back to the hotel.
 
I get to the lobby and let the staff know I will need a tuktuk to get to the airport. They tell me it is $7 and can be included in the bill. I get back to the room and see CB and GK now dressed and FK was in the bathroom. GK lets me know that his and FK’s van was leaving in 30 minutes. They are going back to Phnom Penh. I ask CB what he was going to do. He said he was going back to his province (Battambang) and his bus doesn’t leave till an hour or so. I tell everyone that we can have some breakfast together at least so no one spends hours in a van hungry.
 
FK emerges in his tight white briefs and smiles at everyone. He hugs me and kisses my cheek. He is a sweet boy. He is angling for a future off. I will definitely look for him in Pattaya. We wait for him to get dressed and pack. CB tells him in Khmer to hurry up so we can get food. He does and soon him and GK take their bags and we head down to the restaurant to get some breakfast.
 
We sit down and order our food. I encouraged the boys to get more food if they were hungry. The food comes and I get the American breakfast, and the boys get their traditional rice porridge with some sausages and bacon and bread on the side. I’m glad they ordered a lot. FK mentions that he hopes that I go back to Cambodia, and if I do, they will be back to welcome me. I laugh and tell them I had a wonderful time. I pass FK and GK my phone for them to put their Line contact on my phone.
 
After 10 minutes into eating and laughing and talking, GK gets a call. The van picking them up is 5 minutes away. I ask them how much was the fare for the van. It was around $8, they said. The van is picking up customers till its full. At this point I reach for my wallet and produce two shiny $100 bills and give them one each. This was discussed by CB and me before he agreed to take FK and GK with us to Siem Reap. These were Jomtien boys out of work and waiting it out in Cambodia. From my math, they stayed with me 2 nights, and at $50 a night, that’s around 1600-1700 baht a night, which was the typical long time tip in Pattaya anyhow. Typing this now I wish I gave them the $8 to cover their PP van. Oh well. I need to err on the side of generous every time.
 
FK and GK try to finish their food, and then get a phone call from the van. They stand up and ask for a hug from me. I hug both of them and thank them again. They both give me a kiss on the cheek. They take their bags and head out. I sit back down and it was me and CB alone again. We talk about my travel back to Bangkok, and he talks about his travel to Battambang . He says Siem Reap is closer to Siem Reap, so his fare is about $5 by bus.
 
I leave a $1 tip and we head back to the room. It was 9:10 and the tuktuk was coming to pick me up at 9:30 AM. We wrap up our packing and we lie down on the bed and hug for a while. I am trying not to be sad at this moment, but it is hard not to. Goodbyes are an indelible and unavoidable part of my trips to Thailand and now Cambodia, and it never gets easier even after more than 10 trips. I want to get attached, that is the attraction for me. I will always be sad with the goodbyes, but I always come back for more, and count myself lucky that I get to come back.
 
I take out my wallet and count some money for CB’s tip. He was with me 5 nights, I usually give him 2000 baht a night, so that’s 10,000 baht, rounding up, it was $300. I promised him I would give him $150 for his passport. So that’s $450. I give him $500 since he has paid for some of the food in PP. I felt that this was a fair amount, though I always think this is too little. I wish I could give him the world. I count 5 crisp $100 bills in front of him and put it in his hand. He takes it and gives me a big kiss.
 
We take our bags with us and head to the lobby. We take a few photos together around the premises for last-minute memories. I pay the bill ($105 X 2, $7 for the tuktuk), and the staff says that they are not charging me for the extra breakfast items we have ordered in the past two days. That was pretty generous of them. I pay with my credit card (in dollars, no foreign transaction fees, so it was just like paying at home). The staff tell me the tuktuk is waiting, and the driver was sitting in one of the chairs. He takes my roller bag and goes to his tuktuk to load it.
 
I turn to CB and give him a big hug. I bid him goodbye and sit on the tuktuk. I don’t look back. After a few seconds I get Line messages from him. He says he already misses me, followed by some love emojis. I reply in kind. I’m going to miss. At least for a few hours. I am going to Bangkok after all. There will be boys there that will wipe out my melancholy.
 
The tuktuk driver put my roller bag in the front (photo edited to take out and identifying things on my bag):
 

 
I was worried that the bag would bounce out of the tuktuk but miraculously it stayed put the whole ride.
 
I open up Grindr for the first time in Siem Reap, and I see this profile:
 

 
I wish he was my tuktuk driver. Though I guess if he was, I probably would be extending my stay.
 
After 5 minutes the busy Siem Reap streets fade away and we get to a lonely highway:
 

 
After 25 uneventful minutes we get to Siem Reap airport. It looked deserted from outside, because I was the only one there and no cars or other tuktuks were there dropping off other passengers. Was I in the right building? The driver unloads my bag and I give him a $1 tip. I go inside and there were people inside, lining up to check-in. Still it was kind of deserted and not busy at all:
 

 
If you look at the left of the photo you see the line for my flight. I was flying AirAsia for my return trip to Bangkok. I paid extra for the Premium Flex fare which came out to $115 for a one way flight from Siem Reap to Don Muang airport in Bangkok. Which came in handy because I had to change my flight once. And it came in handy again because there was a dedicated line for Premium Flex passengers. There was probably 30 people in line for the regular queue, but no one in the Premium Flex line. I go directly to the counter and give the attendant my passport. I put my baggage on the scale, he prints out my boarding pass and baggage tags, hands my stuff to me and points out my gate number, boarding time and baggage tags, and I was on my way. It took me all of 5 minutes.
 
I go to security check and there was probably 2 people in front of me. Immigration was uneventful, though I was relieved that I had my second copy of my Cambodian e-Visa in my back pack, because the immigration officer asked for it. The instructions for the e-Visa was to print out two copies. One was taken by the officer in PP. I was through everything in 10 minutes.
 
It was a nice looking airport, and it definitely looked new. The bathrooms were new and modern, and the floor clean and decoration tasteful. There was this huge painting of Rea Hu, a demon in Hindu mythology, responsible for solar and lunar eclipses:
 

 
Since I had about an hour till boarding, I took the opportunity to shop for souvenirs. I know, the prices in airports are outrageous, but I was not able to shop at all while in PP or SR (busy with boys or drinking or touring), so I had no choice:
 

 
There was a good selection in the airport. Beyond the Duty Free section there were a few local shops that sold all kinds of souvenirs. I got some T-shirts, chocolates and candies, some coffee, and little knock knacks to give to my BF, friends and family. It was all less than $100, though it would probably be at least a third of that cost if I bought it elsewhere in the country, but I didn’t mind. There were some tasteful artistic items to buy:
 

 
And this display that included the “Hands of Apsara”:
 

 
I chuckled, thinking about the apsara dance the boys did at Angkor Wat.
 
It was time to board, and I was one of the first to board because of Premium Flex:
 

 
In my seat, while waiting for the others to board, I whip out Line in my phone and message the boys that I was in my seat. And I Line Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG) that I was on my way to Bangkok. He was going to meet me in Don Muang airport in Bangkok. As much as I will miss Cambodia, in about an hour I will be in Bangkok, for a whole new set of experiences.
 
And today, my goal was to see three boys in Bangkok, before the day was done.
 
To be continued…

An interesting offer, but I will not participate for two reasons:
 
8 hours is a bit long; when I have sex with someone who is not into me it's usually over in 30 minutes, and someone who is into me it takes 1 hour. The kind of orgy you propose could probably keep me entertained for 2 hours, but then I would get bored.
 
The prices are rather at the upper end of what I consider reasonable, and certainly way beyond what I would pay.
 
A Farang friend FF of mine has orgies with on average 3 boys on weekend afternoons, watching Muay Thai and betting on the on the outcome, following all boys fucking FF. That's on average 3 hours (boys naked in his room), and the boys get 700 THB. Free food and drink for the boys. Sometimes I pop in for a look and a chat (rarely my type), sometimes he has other Farang visiting.
 
Based on that, I would suggest the following: 1000 THB per boy with bonuses of 200, daytime so no off-fees, free food and drink between 300 and 500 per participant, room 1000. Total around 10 kTHB.
 
The closest I ever got to such an orgy was here:
Foursome with mocy drivers at Hua Lampong 05.10.2013
Total cost about 2100 Baht (1000 for the boys, 620 hotel, 140 food, about 300 beer).
http://christianpfc.blogspot.com/2013/10/foursome-with-mocy-drivers-at-hua.html
But all boys straight so only wanking.

Day 11    
 
Time to return to BKK although no harm would be done if I cancelled my reservation at Nantra  and extended stay by day or two but I decided to stick to the plan. Packed fast and shortly after world saw me walking toward Jomtien bath bus stop as this time I decided to return by Jomtien airport bus instead of my usual Ekkamai one from North Bus Station.
 
On the vehicle one good hearted farang noticing that I’m watching route closely while holding luggage ( I’m not that  familiar with Jomtien) told me that he will alight at the same stop so I can just follow him stop  “because you don’t want to miss your flight”. When I told him I’m just going to BKK using airport bus he was surprised declaring that in many trips he never thought about such a great idea.
 
My luck continued when it turned I purchased last ticket for 11 a.m. bus departing in few minutes. 120 baht and exactly 90 minutes later I alighted at Swampy to a thrill of feeling like I arrived in Thailand again – an additional bonus of using airport bus.
Usually we don’t spent much time in the airport but this time  in no rush to catch flight or go to the hotel after long flight I wandered  a bit surveying shops in the   lowest level and having lunch of coconut soup  with rice there. Train to Phaya Thai and BTS to Silom , road well travelled for 45+28 baht and after a week I’m back.
 
What is also back is rain , while Pattaya was dry area ,  Bangkok did not forget that it’s rainy season. There were no hangers in the room so went down to reception to ask for some but always self-sufficient I went to market in soi 3 across and bought 10 of those for 40 baht , my gift to the Nantra.
 
Then had that enlightening moment and decided to go to Senso, along with Arena and Bangkok Massage soi Twilight place I visit every trip. While some are complaining(rightly) about their high prices I never been disappointed there and was hoping my favorite Jack will be there.
 
What is funny and I never know why, after so many visits to all kinds of bars and massage places in Thailand  both Arena and Senso are still places when I get some thrill and goose bumps when approaching and I like that feeling. It ‘s like being first time ever and no other places are generating that thrill.   My only explanation would be that I never was disappointed in either and now while opening door I noticed somebody I did not expect to see at all .M, star of few of movies from GThai series was back.
 
Last time I was in Senso they told me he left for good and this was corresponding with what he told me when I met him before, that he is going to quit. But he was there in flesh right in front of me beaming smile of surprise at him. So it went without saying I’m taking 1.5 hr. session (1490, minimum tip 1800) as 1 hr.  for 1000, min. tip 1200 would definitely not be enough for reunion.
As usual in Senso he left me to shower alone and  soon after I succumbed to his long and strong strokes, as recorder here in one of my previous reports I considered his massage among 5 best ever.
 
This time he even let me to touch him before massage was over, an option I abused liberally and to top an experience we had good conversation in meantime about his reason to return ( more or less he was bored and missed hustle and bustle of work, too young to live a life of old man as he put it.). Mirror on the wall definitely added to the experience and I noticed he likes to see himself in it as well, a bit of vanity I guess considering his fit and smooth body.
 
One of best moments of this trip, worth such extortionate fee and 2000 tip I left.
 
Then I decided to park myself in one of bars at end of soi  4 to have a dinner there as well as to survey Jupiter boys coming for work. A lot of fun watching waiters trying to entice tourists to patronize  their bars and to watch visitors trying to pretend they are in that gay soi by mistake. I was hoping I will catch Oud from Jupiter  but did not see him and instead of going inside I decided to go to Jupiter ‘s old location to check on Boy66 bar there
 
. Show was about to start and about  10  boys were presenting themselves on the scene Jupiter style  i.e. lacking smile and eye contact. Some of them new and some familiar faces from Jupiter 2002. Not more than 10 people in the audience , me being sole farang rest being Asians and much younger then me at that.
 
Almost  right after my drink arrived I was electrified. Tam , former number #60 from Jupiter   appeared  on the scene   wearing the same number.
 
Of all boys I ever saw in Thailand in both bars and massage places he is probably best built and has nicest smile and it was time I had such hots for him that  I was ready to fork out 200 $  for chance of having short time with him. Never did though as he was always booked already and did not pay any attention  / smile ! / to my presence.
 
On top of that he had a bit of bad publicity , one of our member whose judgement I trust completely advised me against ever engaging him after  very , very disappointing off he had with him, an impression reinforced by few equally decisive warnings here and on another forums.
 
But this was then and it was not me, now I knew is my moment or never. Since  mamasan was standing right there I asked him to call boy over and  he came immediately. Hand shake,  drink and immediate confirmation that he will go with me but after show , he will not do long times, is top only and not gay  and prefers to make me happy and go  as he put it. Quoted 2500 fee,  very high even for BKK but with that body I was prepared for perhaps even more had he requested it.  
 
The same amount was quoted by mamasan when I paid off fee after Tam left me to take part in the show so perhaps this is what he commands.
 
Show very similar to one in old Jupiter and during performance my newly acquired friend did not even look in my side  once but this did not bother me at all , whole excited  about second dream come true in one day. I did not expect much so it was easy wait.
After the show he duly appeared at my side , promised to show up in 5 minutes dressed and ready to go so all good so far.
 
He did not mind to walk to Nantra which I took as good sign   and as we walked it start raining so we ( I) bought an umbrella in 7/11. Some small talk as we walked , English good enough to converse but when asked why he did not move with Jupiter to new place he just shrug off. I know that he was working for  a while at Dreamboys.
 
In the room  no problems showering together so soaping such great body was quite a thrill and for a straight boy he was quite happy to   succumb to my mutilations and worships. True professional although at end he mention he doesn’t enjoy it since he is not gay but If I liked it he is happy for me.
 
All in all I liked it, extremely happy I had a chance to put my hands on such a hunk. He had his limitations but since they were communicated up front I knew what I’m into . Did not notice any attitude either other than quiet resignation that those strange gay people seem to be enamored in him and since they are willing    to pay he has no choice other than yielding to their pleasures. I’m glad I finally had a chance to off him and if somebody asks if I’d do then same again answer is firm ‘yes’ as such a body can’t be wasted on girls only.
 
After he left I made my rounds around Silom , Suriwong and Patpong hoping that perhaps unengaged Tawan boys will be still drinking in front of 7/11 but did not see  anybody so returned home and went to bed alone sleeping soundly after those two meetings with semi-gods of my dreams. And day 11 was over.

I took a cute boy from the old Jupiter in October last year. He had a good toned body but was not muscular. He had the most amazing bubble butt, which is why I picked him. He was friendly, not arrogant at all, and back in the room I was pleasantly surprised that he had a big dick too. Unfortunately he did not like being rimmed at all and actively resisted most of my attempts to do. In the end I insisted - it was why I'd offed him after all - but I gave up a few seconds as he clearly didn't enjoy it.  In my 20 years of offing boys I'd never come across that foible before. In other respects he performed well, but he did insist on 2000 Baht for short time.
 
I also discovered the Suriwongse hotel's short time rooms with this boy. They were conveniently accessed directly from the hotel car park outside the old Jupiter, there was no need to even go inside the hotel lobby! The 500 Baht fee was paid to the car park attendant who opened the room. Once inside I saw a notice saying the room charge was 450 Baht, so I assume the boy got a bit of extra commission out of me. It was a standard, basic Thai-style room but with the added benefit of a very large mirror on one wall which added a new perspective on the proceedings.

Dreamboys part 2 25th july
 
Forgive me for the lack of formatting, i am writting the whole report from my aged iphone 6, thus lack of pictures and simplistic formatting. Too bothersome to type in the full version of the web. I split today report to 2 part because i think first part is already too long and main reason was i wanted to go to arena for a massage lol. Now im back at hotel, had dinner and waiting for night time to arrive, i have time to write.
 
Back to dreamboys, i am not sure if its really a policy, or the boys just decided not to smile at me and other customers lol, i do see 1 or 2 giving a very brief wai to some of their regular/previous customer. The mamasan i called before was just about to seat few more customers, and after settling their drink order, head straight to call 44 and he is now next to me, sitting in his underwear looking gorgeous as ever, a bit of sweat and slightly heavy breathing as he had just lift some weight when mamasan called him. This might sound prude, but i was blushing and felt very shy sitting next to this man. He is definitely someone that is out of reach for me in real life lol. Mamasan started asking if i want to buy the boy a drink and since i wanted him to stay with me longer i say yes, and the boy order an apple juice.
 
We get to talking and the usual questions were asked like name, hometown, stay at what hotel, how long in bangkok. Its a bit loud with all the music but it gives me chances to get close to him to whisper in his ears. He is from the southern part of thailand, i didnt catch his hometown name at first, so he says near phuket. Later on i found out that he is from trang, a small town further south. As we continue the conversation, i find that we both have a lot in common. We are both in our 30s, he is 30, and im 32, we both have 4 siblings, one female, and maybe it doesnt really matter and a bit pretentious to say this, but same religion too. We both dont drink alcohol, dont smoke, dont like loud bar music, dont like dancing, like to sing (he actually perform in a restaurant/bar near where he live).
 
At this point, i am pretty sure ill off this guy, actually i already decided to off him since i saw him when i enter the bar, but i wanted to get my expectation discussed first. I just asked if he would do long time with me, and got an answer he usually dont do long time, then asked me how many times ive been to dream boys, i said its my first time, he thinks for a bit and says ok to long time but he can only stay until 5am. Turns out he is working during the day, in marketing of a small company in bangkok. And he went to university and study marketing and public relation. That alone is enough for me to seal the deal. I called mamasan and pay the off fee. By this time the ladyboy show has just started, and it was funny and good show for me, and there is one customer sitting near the stage who is also hilarious as well. We both laugh at the scene. My off asked me if i wanted to go to hotel now, and asked if he can go change to his street cloth, i tell him since its my first time here, i wanted to stay and watch the show, he understood and we watched the show together and get to know more about each other. He asked about my trip plan, and whether ive been to any other bar. After a while he asked me again if he can get dressed but still stay with me until show ended because he felt cold. It is a bit chilly so i said ok and he left and come back within 5 mins or so. I did asked further on whether he kisses, he said a bit, good enough for me. And i jokingly asked if his dick is big, to which he answers not big (later i found out it is big and long too). And he says he is top, can fuck me. All good so far lol. And i also asked him which of the boys is his friends, good friends, people from same hometown, and he also said some boy that i pointed out only take boys. Seeing as i already off him, i believe what he says is true. And he does have that quality that most women love.
 
After the show ended, we both get up and he wanted to say hi to his "friend" which is a previous customer who were a tad bit late to off him that night. He gives the friend a quick hug and off we go. The session was completely as expected and more. We were both pretty tired at the end, and what i respect is there is no rushing, and we only stop when i say so. Needless to say there are some stuff that needed some adjustments, as i am too shy to sat exactly what i want and he is trying to please me with minimum instruction from me lol. We did shower together before and after, another tick on my list! As i am really spent, both from the session and from the rather adventurous day trip to mae klong, not much activity happened after, just quick cuddle and then we both went to bed.
 
At about 10 mins before 5am, he gently woke me up, i didnt even noticed him waking up, taking shower and got dressed. I woke up feeling very sleepy and half awake, he laugh seeing me feeling confused and says he need to go, its almost 5 am. I lazily woke up to get my wallet and pay him the discussed tip. He then kissed me in the lips and hugs me and says goodbye. And i am left in the room, feeling like i just woke up from the best dream ever. Still cant believe i just had this guy on my bed. And how he behave on stage are absolutely different when he sit next to me after i called mamasan, and from there it only gets better and better as the night went on.
 
 
My friend arrival, a pause of my boy hunting 26th july
 
I went back to sleep smiling and woke up much later at about 9 am, and saw my straight friend sent me a text saying she is already at the airport waiting for her flight to join me in bangkok. The rest of the day was mundane, i went out for brunch at 11.30, bought a great pad thai, cheap and the portion is big as well at pad thai saladang, quite close to dusit, behind silom complex alley. I even ordered another to go, and wait in hotel room for my friend to arrive.
 
She finally arrived at the hotel at about 6pm, and after a short rest, we both go out to asiatique, taking the free shuttle boat from saphan thaksin. We walked around the shopping area for maybe 1 hour, eat dinner there as well and went back the same way. Funny things did happened when we were trying to get the shuttle back to sathorn pier. There is a huge line of people queueing for the free shuttle. When we arrived, we saw suddenly a group of people (look likes chinese tourists) were cutting queue. At first i thought it was a different line, so we when to that line, but turns out they were cutting queues so we then moved away from the line. There is this one lady, also chinese by the look of it, shouting very loudly to all those people who were cutting queues. And she didnt just shout, she actually went to them and start pulling. This went on for a while, until a guy, who seems like the one who handle the boat comes and the lady told him what happened and he just went back. During these debacle, we noticed that there is a paid boat line just in front of us that will also take us to sathorn for a measly amount of 30 thb, so we went ahead and pay the fee, and avoid the queue and the crazy lady. Our boat arrived just after a few minutes and off we go, and we saw the free shuttle boat just arrived and saw that crazy lady sprint ahead and keep shouting that the queue cutter. We both had a laugh on what just happened and when back to our separate hotel rooms and went to sleep. Tomorrow will be our trip to hua hin and we need to catch the train at 8.40am if we were going to get the airconditioned coach.

Profile Name I-Want-good-sex
Profile Number 22648825
Is this the Guys First Review? yes
Location: Pattaya
Age: 22
Body Type: Slim
Dick Size: (don't remember)
Sexual Position: (don't remember)
Tattoos: yes
Did they live up to your expectations? Yes
Did he look like the photos you saw Online? Yes
Is he a "working boy" or just a hookup? freelance
Were they affectionate/passionate? Yes
Were they on time? yes
Would you meet them again? Yes
On a Scale of 1-5 with 5 being the highest, what would you rate them? 3-4
 
I have met him two or three times around 2014-2015, and everything fine (from distant memory). Good English, on time. There was just no spark from my side, so I haven't met again. But he contacts me on gayromeo every time I'm in Pattaya. That was the trigger to write this "full recommendation" post.
 

Day 9
 
My last full day in Pattaya was spent relaxing round the pool. My off from Day 7 was messaging me seeking a second helping, but I had hopes of meeting the guy from last night again. When I took a different boy who I've been friends with for nearly three years now (just friends) to La Baguette as a kind of goodbye treat, I received a message from the day 7 off saying he'd seen me with someone else... I found this somewhat annoying; an off for one evening is just that surely? I don't really expect to have my movements tracked.
 
Later on, my new guy from last night messaged me asking if I wanted to meet him again. A definite yes from me, so we met early on at the hotel for fun, and followed it with dinner and a movie at central Festival. It's a shame I have to leave tomorrow but perhaps it's best not to entertain thoughts of having another boyfriend potentially and just keep in touch and see what happens until my next visit here.
 
So out of my 9 days here, I've had some mixed experiences, but the best of them not involving any money (at least not directly).
 
Now on to Bangkok.
 
Day 10 & 11
 
I thought I'd try a different hotel to usual, the Furama as it has a nice swimming pool on the roof. It's also near Arena which I had plans to visit for the first time. I booked for two people and said on check-in that my companion would be joining me later. I did this in the event that I found someone to stay overnight as I don't know what the joiner policy is there.
 
Arena did not disappoint. I arrived around 3.30pm and there were some 25 to 30 guys in the reception area, all nicely defined chests. Scanning the line up, I decided to go for the most enthusiastic. I was slightly short-changed on time, but the massage was good and the afters really couldn't be better. He really threw himself into making me have a good experience.
 
The following day I transferred to the Malaysia Hotel until it was time to go the airport. They're gradually upgrading this place; currently the restaurant is being refurbished but food is still being served outside.
 
I like to finish my trips with time at Babylon. I spent an hour or so round the pool swimming, and then headed into the jacuzzi. Some action there as usual, and got sucked nicely by a youngish Thai guy.
 
I then headed for a 90 minute massage. It's expensive but I've never had a bad experience here, and this masseur was great. Very sensual and erotic but a proper massage. I tipped him generously as business seemed light today and it really was very good
 
I returned to my locker and picked up a dry towel and went for a shower before heading back to the hotel. Coming out of the shower room, a truly stunning guy (who I initially thought was Cambodian) caught my eye and then he gently grabbed my arm as I walked past him. I began to say I'm about to leave but his invitation to join him in the Garden of Earthly Delights was too tempting.
 
Without doubt, to join him was the best decision I made on this holiday. All in all we spent just under an hour kissing, cuddling, sucking and fucking each other. It could not have been a better ending to my holiday.
 
So, duly spent, I returned to the hotel, grabbed a quick meal, and headed to the airport.
 
I know some members think I've wasted time on the apps, but in truth I've had some great sex on this holiday and wouldn't have wanted more (maybe my libido is lower than others' here!).
 
Thailand never disappoints me. And I will be back later in the year. I hope you've enjoyed reading my accounts as much as I enjoy reading those of other people.

Day 3 & 4
 
In the morning, I fielded many messages on gay Romeo and eventually selected a good looking guy and invited him to have dinner with me. He turned up on time to the hotel and then we walked together to the restaurant. The second identical mistake of my trip: this guy was also a smoker. I think I just got confused with all the messages going back and forth and missed asking this question again.
 
He was pleasant and considerate enough to smoke downwind of the fan. His English was good and he was reasonably well educated. He seemed desperate to prolong the evening before going back to the hotel with three bars visited, so I began to think he was trying to extricate himself of having to be amorous later. I was almost prepared to say goodbye and end the evening there and then but eventually we went back to the hotel together.
 
Thereupon further prevarication: two cigarettes on the balcony, more chat, "shall we watch something on the TV?" etc. Then finally after showers, we got into bed together. Then a load of cock-teasing and cock-deflating crap whereupon he said I was clearly too tired to perform! At this point, mentally I decided to mark it up to experience and gave up. He slept very well (snored constantly) and I was awake somewhat frustrated for most of the night.
 
In the morning, my alarm went off for breakfast. I had already decided food was preferable to more playing around with this guy and said he could join me if he wanted to (which he did).
 
When we got back to the room, he suddenly became amorous and what followed was some of best sex I recall having. So why all the farting around the previous evening I shall never know.
 
He left around noon, asking if we could repeat everything tonight. I didn't have the heart to give him a direct answer so left it that I would message him when I had worked out my day.
 
In the afternoon, I popped back to Somjit Massage outside Tukcom. Of course, the guy I had espied previously was nowhere to be seen (a lesson I am learning is one should always strike when the iron is hot).
 
Nonetheless I was in the mood and selected another guy for an hour's oil massage. As it goes, it was a reasonable massage and got interesting when he was massaging my arms and I found my hand resting on a very nice hard appendage in his pants. This had a similar effect on me, and shortly afterwards he was naked and throwing himself in to the session with wild abandon.
 
The guy from last night messaged me saying he was bored. I didn't take up the bait and just sympathised. For one thing. I need to rejuvenate myself with a good night's sleep!

Day 1
 
Having had a great flight over with Thai Airways (a row of four seats all to myself is a rare wonder), I decided to take the bus to a Jomtien instead of my usual taxi.
 
It was a smooth process apart from the passengers, (myself shameful included) who did not realise the seats were actually numbered and reserved. So there was an awful lot of shuffling going on as people relocated to their correct seats. I'm not entirely sure why it mattered that much, although obviously some couples wanted to sit together.
 
But once underway, Jomtien was reached in two hours exactly, leaving a short walk to the Agate Hotel for my stay.
 
The welcome at that hotel is always fantastic: every member of staff conveys the same.
 
I started with a quick breakfast at Your Friend, and then followed with a two hour massage at the The Blind Massage Institute which never disappoints - if you want just a good massage.
 
I had in mind to visit Good Boys that evening after seeing some recent reports on here and having never really ventured far into Sunee previously.
 
Upon arrival, I didn't even have time to sit down before I was invited into the back to choose somebody for a private show. Drinks purchased, my chosen boy lowered his trousers to summon up some action. It wasn't really happening, so I offered to apply to some oral stimulation. This seemed to work just fine and we were in business. Alternating hand and month produced a reasonable cum harvest: one can only assume business is light.
 
I'm not sure I'd bother again to be honest (I've had much more fun for free elsewhere), so when another boy offered to do the same, I wasn't inclined to take him up on it. Not that it stopped him taking out his considerably-sized cock next to me and continually asking me to look at it. He finally put it away and tried his luck at the front of the bar.
 
I went to have a look around the massage places near tuk com and made a note to return to enjoy a session with a particularly cute guy in an orange shirt in Somjit massage.
 
I returned to Jomtien for a meal at Dick's (unusually disappointing as it turns out) and then jet lag began to kick in, so I went for a cup of tea at the Art Café in Jomtien centre (the lady running it is so sweet and they have a good job of making what is essentially a multi story car park look like quite calming and inviting).
 
The restaurant opposite the Agate has now closed and turned into Blue Angel massage. Quite a nice selection of friendly guys. I couldn't resist opting for a foot massage and made a mental note to return for more later in the week.
 
Having dozed a little during the massage I thought I'd take a walk down to the beach but I was accosted outside Boy Gaga (my favourite bar because it's quiet and relaxed) by a guy I've known for many years now. Many whiskies later I finally returned to my bed.
 
Day 2
 
I managed to make it down to breakfast. They've changed it from waiter service to a buffet on some days and I think it's a general improvement. They used to serve up so much a lot of it went to waste.
 
Most of the day I spent round the pool, fielding messages on various apps - so many I could have done with a personal assistant. Finally selected a guy to meet at La Baguette café. He was very nice and spoke pretty good English so we went back to the hotel. No issues with guests at the Agate.
 
One problem emerged almost immediately: kissing revealed he was a smoker. I should have asked but forgot. However he was quite passionate, tactile and athletic and we both ended up happy.
 
He seemed very keen for me to take a shower. I don't think this was a hygiene issue (before anyone says); I've read enough on this forum to be on my guard. I demurred and then he said he would go and smoke a cigarette on the balcony. Once he was outside. I took the wallet out of my shorts and took it in to the bathroom with me. While in the bathroom, I suddenly noticed in the mirror that he was back in the room fishing around where my shorts were. Now I might be wrong but I could see no reason why he should have come back into the room. He saw me and then moved to look at something in his bag. Knowing there was nothing of value lying around. I took the shower and got dressed.
 
He then announced he had to leave for some reason or other and then asked if I could help him out with some money. I really don't know if he was hoping to steal from me or not but I have no issue with someone asking for money directly so I decided to help him out but I won't be seeing him again.
 
More to follow...

I was in Patong for a couple of nights in January, for the first time in several years. The number of venues in the Paradise Complex had declined noticeably, but I still had fun with one boy from My Way and one from Madame Tangmo's new bar, MO2 I think it was called. Short time 1000-1500. The beer bars and clubs (Zag and Boat Bar) are generally fun.
 
There are massage venues in the small soi immediately behind (and parallel to) most of the gay venues; and also in the wide, central soi that leads to the Paradise hotel. Some of these are men only and some mixed. I have used Blue Dolphin in the past, though the choice of masseurs can vary a lot. I have also used one of the mixed venues who had a real stunning, straight muscular lad I was immediately in lust with. The massage was OK, if a bit distracting with a lot of Thai female giggling from an adjacent curtained cubicle, though non-sexual (no happy ending offered). I negotiated to take the lad off afterwards, which was a bit of a disaster - he was completely clueless as to what was expected, I guess it was his first time in that situation.

I was in Patong for a couple of nights in January, for the first time in several years. The number of venues in the Paradise Complex had declined noticeably, but I still had fun with one boy from My Way and one from Madame Tangmo's new bar, MO2 I think it was called. Short time 1000-1500. The beer bars and clubs (Zag and Boat Bar) are generally fun.
 
There are massage venues in the small soi immediately behind (and parallel to) most of the gay venues; and also in the wide, central soi that leads to the Paradise hotel. Some of these are men only and some mixed. I have used Blue Dolphin in the past, though the choice of masseurs can vary a lot. I have also used one of the mixed venues who had a real stunning, straight muscular lad I was immediately in lust with. The massage was OK, if a bit distracting with a lot of Thai female giggling from an adjacent curtained cubicle, though non-sexual (no happy ending offered). I negotiated to take the lad off afterwards, which was a bit of a disaster - he was completely clueless as to what was expected, I guess it was his first time in that situation.

Day 4.4: The Airport Goodbye Part 14: MonBoy Edition
 
It is no secret that I hate airports. I have written about it a number of times in my trip reports.  And I particularly hate airport goodbyes. In my earlier Thailand trips, even if I had a boy stay the night before I left to go back home, I usually go to the airport, alone, and geared up and focussed to return home. It is partly because of BurBoy that I now have the Airport Goodbye™ as a integral part of my LOS trips.
 
With BurBoy, the airport goodbye was a necessity, a way to spend every last remaining minute with me before I disappeared from his life for a few months. But with any other boy I just met or offed, the airport goodbye is less needed. I’m pretty sure that after a night of getting molested by me, they just wanted to go back to their room and sleep, to regain energy for the next customer that night. This trip's airport goodbye was supposed to be BurBoy’s, but instead MonBoy has claimed it for himself.
 
This trip, BurBoy did not insist on the goodbye, probably because of his work prep, and probably because it takes up to 2 hours (with traffic) from Suvarnabhumi to his room near Don Meaung. MonBoy, although having  just met him, volunteered wholeheartedly to accompany me to the airport. If he got his way, he would’ve spent all three nights with me this trip, even waiting me on the second night, the night I was with BurBoy, by not taking on any customers, and not going to Jupiter (after I give him his off fee for the second night), in the off chance I will change my mind and call on him.
 
We spend out last few moments naked together on the tub in my room at the Crowne Plaza. He has put all the bath soaps and effervescent salts in the tub to make it nice for us. We don’t have sex. Instead we talk, enjoy and relax for the next half hour. He gives me a soft neck and upper back massage while I lay against him in the tub. I was the little spoon, and he was giving me a relaxing rub. He washed off the makeup off of my hickeys and promised to conceal the hickey better than he did at Boots.
 
We get off the tub and showered off the bath salts and got dressed for the taxi ride to Suvarnabhumi. He puts on the makeup back on my neck and cheek, and when I look at the hickeys in the mirror, it was really barely noticeable unless you knew what you were looking at. I hope it stays on through my flight and dinner tonight. I check out at the lobby (0 baht with points), and get a taxi (500 baht flat rate) and we are off. And he immediately does this:
 

 
Still holding my hand to the very end. He was very quiet, closing his eyes sometimes to rest, looking at me once in a while and smiling. He was being contemplative, probably thinking about what he will do for the rest of the day, for the rest of his life, now that he is about to say goodbye to yet another customer. He was using two hands to hold my hand for some reason. Holding me too close it seems.
 
We get to the airport and I do my usual check-in. MonBoy hangs back while I do this. While I get my tags and tickets printed by the kind lady in Thai Aiways counter, I look back at MonBoy sitting on the bench. He sees me look at him and he smiles, quite tentatively. He looks away and has a look of worry. I wonder what he was thinking? I get my bags checked and tickets and head over his way. He stands up to greet me and kisses me in the lips.
 
“Are you OK?” I ask him. He looks at me and says “I OK, yes,” quite tepidly. I ask him if he wanted to get something to eat. It was only 12:30 PM and we had plenty of time. He takes my backpack from my shoulders and puts it on his back. “You no have to do for me,” pointing to my bag. He pretends to not hear as we make our way to the 3rd floor where all the shops and restaurants were. We peruse our options and choose a nice Thai restaurant with a nice selection of traditional Thai food for both of us to enjoy.
 
We look at the menu and I find a few rice dishes that I liked. I tell MonBoy my selection and he orders three of the ones I have chosen. He also orders a big tall glass of beer and I do the same. It’s a short flight to Manila and I am heading straight to a dinner so I guess beer is not out of the question for now. While we wait for our food he holds my hand and caresses my forearm. He is still quiet, not his usual jovial self from yesterday. And then he spots a tall Chinese-looking guy and laughs. He points to the guy discreetly and points to where my hickeys were. “Same na!” he says. I look at the guy and see a giant hickey in his neck, unconcealed, for all the world to see. I guess I was not the only one with souvenir love marks to take home. I wonder how many tourists leaving Suvarnabhumi today had hickeys. This airport probably has a larger than normal ratio of hickeyed to non-hickeyed passengers, compared to other airports in the world.
 
We get our food and we dig in. We have been up for 3 hours and this is our first taste of food, so we dig in wholeheartedly. MonBoy takes photos and sends them to his FaceBook and to Victory, his cousin from last night. “Good food?” he asks, breaking the silence. “Yes I like, very delicious.” He feeds me a big helping of some of the chicken. “I want you eat many because I cannot buy you food after this.” He smiles and nods. “What do you do in Philippine?” he asks about my trip. “I have some work there and I will tour too,” I answer. “When you go back USA?” “5 days. What will you do after today?” “I go back Myanmar.” “Oh, will you go to Myanmar to visit your family?” “No, I go Myanmar to live.” “You no want go back Jupiter?” “I no want to be Money Boy. I want go my farm”
 
I was slightly taken aback by this. He has only been working for 2 weeks as a gogo boy in Jupiter, and now he is quitting? Did he think he had enough money saved up to finish his house in Myanmar now, with me his last off? Was I his last ever customer? Was I that horrible that I turned him off from his profession? He sees me puzzled and confused, but I couldn’t find the words to try to figure this out. “Why no gogo?” I finally say. “I no want work Bangkok. Difficult. I want go back Myanmar. I want see my family. I work farm. I want go my house.” “Do you have money for house?” “Maybe. I can go back.”
 
Being a Money Boy is obviously a difficult job for anyone, no matter how hardened inside you are. But for a hot 21-year-old boy with considerable assets like his, being a Money Boy for a year or two could be very lucrative for MonBoy. He could save all his earnings and really start out his life back in his home country. And he would still be young enough to start over and do whatever he wanted. But instead here he was, quitting only after a short time.  Maybe what he was saying was true. Or maybe he was still playing The Game. Maybe if he told me I was going to be his last customer, that I would feel obligated to give him a lot of money to send him on his way as his last off. Who knows.
 
“Next time if you come Bangkok, Line me. I come back Bangkok and see you,” he says, smiling, holding my hand. “I want see you again.” “Okay, I Line you if I come,” I tell him. That’s probably not going to happen. But I guess it is a nice option to have. He is a beautiful boy, super attentive, and knows how to make me believe he was into me. But Bangkok is full of boys like him. He was special, sure, and the chemistry between us is very hard to find, but I am certain that there are many other boys like him out there. This was just a cold hard fact. Bangkok's charms are delightful and numerous, and his seemingly unique brand of sexual sorcery can probably be replicated elsewhere by another hot boy.
 
He tells me more about his farm and his house. He shows photos of both as well as his family members. It is obvious that he misses them a lot. I guess he really wasn’t meant to live a life in the fast lane. Being a Bangkok Gogo Boy was only a way for him to make some quick cash. It was not a legitimate long-term career choice for him, nor is it anyone else's, I'm sure. I ask him if there was a way for him to go back to school. He says that school is not for him, and will probably will just farm for the rest of his life.
 
We finish our meal and it was time for me to go to my gate. I ask him if he was going to use the train or a taxi. He said the train would be cheaper for him. As we make our down the labyrinthine escalator system that Suvarnabhumi had to get to the basement level for the train, he doesn’t stop with the PDA. He had his arm around me the while time, and he gave me discreet kisses once in a while. He didn’t care who saw. He was again testing his theory that Thailand is a more tolerant country than his own.
 
When we get to the train level, I pull him aside and gave him long time tip. I gave him the standard long time plus 50%. I wanted to give him more, but not too big of an amount that it would seem like I got manipulated by his story of quitting the gogo boy scene. I was not sure if it was true. He takes the money without counting and puts it in his pocket. He gives me my backpack and buys his fare in the fare machine. He gives me one last giant wet kiss and goes through the turnstile. And just like that, he was gone.
 
No tears for me this time. Only confusion and wonderment on what MonBoy has just told me about his future. I didn’t want to think that I had something to do with his decision, but what if I did? I can’t let it get to me. Only time will tell if he really has quit. I go through security and ruminate about all this in the Thai Airways lounge. I get a coffee and sit down and begin to write this trip report, knowing full well that it was going to be mostly about this wonderful, strange, and beautiful boy. I was actually glad that his two weeks of employment at Jupiter intersected with my trip. If I met him at the start of his two weeks, the circumstances might have been different and the off might not have been as good. But I meet him at the end of his tenure, and it was clear that he was eager to go out with a bang. 
 
The Thai Airways plane ride was smooth and uneventful. The rest of my time in Manila was great and entertaining as well. Everyday, in my 5 days in Manila, MonBoy has dutifully talked to me. Video called me several times a day, each day. He made sure I saw where he was every time, usually in his room, as if to show me he wasn’t in Jupiter or with a customer anymore, especially at show time, at night, to prove that he has quit the business for good.
 
After all this, I get on my plane back to the USA. My first day back he tells me he is leaving for Myanmar in 2 days. I ask him if I was really his last customer. He says yes. He then says that he considers me a friend, and would like to continue to correspond with me. Sure enough, in two days he leaves for Myanmar. The video calls, now happening in rural Mon State, Myanmar, become more sparse and less regular. He says it is because of the spotty mobile internet connection in his hometown. After a week, the calls stop. He still messages me on Facebook once in a while, occasionally sending me photos of his farm, his house, his face covered in Thanaka, etc. The haircut becomes less fashionable, the clothes become more traditional. He has made his transformation back into farmer.
 
No transformations for me. I am still the same numazu, sex-crazed monster. 

In October last year short time with boys from Jupiter, Dream Boys and one of the more popular guys in X-Size was 2000 Baht.  They made it clear they wouldn't accept less.

I spent a week in Bangkok in October last year - the first time I've ever spent more than a night or two there. I found most of my offs wanting to use condoms for BJs. None that did got a repeat off from me.
 
It's also happened a couple of times in Pattaya recently. Most memorably when I offered a very handsome mid to late 20s guy from BBB who'd just started work. I may have been his first customer, he was pretty clueless about the whole process. In the bar he told me he was straight but would smoke me. Strangely when we got to the hotel he wouldn't let me touch his ass at all, anytime I ventured down there he pushed my hand away. He insisted on using a condom for a BJ, and a few fruitless minutes I decided it was pointless and told him to stop. He refused to however, and despite my protestations he went at it hammer and tong(ue)s. It must have taken 10 minutes of very vigorous sucking, and much to my surprise he was eventually successful. Being forcibily sucked off was certainly a new experience for me.  He was probably worried about his tip if he didn't follow through on our agreement.