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Many times we see in these forums that our fellow posters are making repeated trips to Thailand. Some posters live on this site when they are not there! I first went to Thailand in 1987 as part of larger travels. I think I stayed 4 nights. Baht was 22 to the dollar and I paid about 300 baht per guy. I wished I could stay longer, but I started coming back twice a year as I was just in love with Thailand. I very much liked the Coffee Boy cabins/bar in Chiang Mai. I stayed there many times. A private cabin was $28 a night, and the cutest boys worked the bar, including my all-time favorite guy. It was not right in town but tuk-tuks were always available. Coffee Boy was run by a man called Lulu. I liked him but I understand that not everyone did. Eventually, the place closed. Long after that I got a tuk-tuk ride through the ruins. How sad. Anyway, I like to go to Thailand in January when it is coolest. (My first visit was in July.) I know that I have been the last two Januarys and guess that I have made about 17 visits to Thailand. I just booked another one for next winter as the business class airfare is so much lower than before. So, I guess I will be right here with you, trying to keep track of what's happening in the Land of Smiles...and looking at @PeterRS' pictures to remind me of what these guys look like! Someday I might post a clothed photo of my all-time favorites...all clothed as I didn't take nude pix. I didn't get permission to post them either, but they have to be in their fifties now. Sad to say that I once ran into my Chiang Mai favorite in Bangkok years later. He called out to me, we went to the Suriwong to catch up. But all of the magic of the relationship was gone. He just went through the motions. I thought he was high, which I had never seen with him. Sigh. I'm not so interested in the bars anymore, but I love being in Thailand. And thanks to @TotallyOz for keeping this site going.

Woke up still wrapped in the warmth of last night. Min was sound asleep beside me, one arm across the pillow, hair a little messy, looking like someone who had zero interest in the Songkran chaos outside. I didn’t move for a while. Just lay there, feeling that rare kind of peace and quiet . When we finally stirred and made our way downstairs for breakfast, he was back to his usual self—quiet, polite, and flashing those soft smiles that somehow made the air around us feel calmer. There was something deeply relaxing about his presence. No demands. Just chill. After breakfast, he headed off, and I started getting ready to meet his older brother, T, over at the Starbucks in Surawong. Just as I was stepping out of the room, I got a message from him saying he was up and getting ready too. Down in the hotel parking, the staff were clearly in Songkran mode. Buckets tucked behind the counter, people already a little wet, music playing faintly from someone’s speaker. The housekeeping auntie—who I’ve grown fond of—walked over holding a small container of something grey and smeared it across my cheeks with expert confidence. It smelled earthy, fresh, a little sweet. Later Raposa would tell me it was sandalwood paste, part tradition, part cooling agent, part “let’s make tourists look like locals.” I stayed for a bit, chatting, laughing, letting their playful energy rub off on me. Over at Starbucks, I grabbed my second coffee and settled in. T arrived looking like he hadn’t yet been claimed by the water war. I got him a drink, and he gave my outfit a once-over—shorts, waterproof pouch, sandals. He seemed satisfied, though he noted I wasn’t packing coins for water refills. He said don't worry he'll be taking care of it. He just quietly handled things and I like that vibe from him. That’s kind of his thing. We headed through Patpong, which in broad daylight felt surreal. The whole place looked like it was taking a nap—shuttered bars, neon signs turned off, a few shopkeepers hosing down their sidewalks. It felt more like a movie set after wrap than the fever-dream it usually becomes at night. At Silom, we stopped to get proper soakers. The stall had everything from tiny pistols to full-blown backpack cannons. I picked a decent mid-range one, something that said "I came to play" but not "I have unresolved rage issues." Before I could even reach for my wallet, T had already paid for both of us. He shrugged it off saying I can pay him later, no fuss. And then came the surprise: we wouldn’t just be a duo. Min was joining us again, along with their younger sister and her Vietnamese friend, who’d flown in specifically for Songkran. The dynamic shifted quickly. I suddenly felt like I was part of a family outing I hadn’t been officially invited to. Two brothers, a sister, a guest. And me—the wildcard. It hit me for a moment. How do I fit here? Do I introduce myself as the guy who just woke up next to your brother? The one who’s now tagging along with the other one? It was absurd and vaguely hilarious being the mystery guest among siblings. And not just any guest—the guy who's slept with at least two of them. Internally, I panicked. What’s the etiquette here? "Hi, I’m the guy from your brothers’ shared folder?" But the feeling didn’t last long. The girls were chatty and disarming. They pulled me in effortlessly. Min, maybe because he was with family, was more playful than I’d seen him—joking around, tossing water like he had a score to settle. T kept checking on me in his quiet way. Making sure I wasn’t lagging, that I had enough water, that I was having fun. He didn’t hover, but he was always near. Silom was already packed. Buckets being flung from everywhere, hoses spraying down strangers, foam cannons blasting into the air. It was overcast, with a bit of drizzle, which made everything feel cool and almost cinematic. No one was spared. Old women. Kids. Tourists. Everyone got drenched and no one cared. Music pounded from storefronts, the kind of repetitive EDM that makes you forget what time it is. We walked the full length of the road and back. My shirt clung to my skin. Water pooled in my sandals. I was freezing and grinning like a fool. The crowd was just right—not yet overwhelming, but still electric. Eventually, back near Saladaeng, the group decided they’d had enough. The girls looked happy, Min seemed ready to hibernate, and the energy had mellowed. One by one, they started to head off. T said he was heading home too—to his own place, which I learned wasn’t the same one Min stays in. We stood there a bit, just the two of us now. He didn’t seem in a hurry, but he wasn’t lingering either. I felt a pull—not dramatic, just a quiet nudge that said I wasn’t quite ready to be alone yet. Maybe it was how he'd looked after me all day. Maybe I just wanted to end the day on my own terms. So I asked if he wanted to come back to my place instead. It wasn’t rehearsed. I didn’t dress it up. I just asked. And I meant it in that very specific way where you're not asking for more, but you're hoping the moment lasts a little longer. He looked at me, calm as ever, and nodded. That was enough. Back at the hotel, we peeled off our soaked clothes and we showered off the grime, the chalky paste, and whatever questionable liquid had landed on us earlier. The hot water felt like a full-body reset. No rush, no expectations. When we finally collapsed into bed, it wasn’t about anything but rest. No deep talk. No big moment. Just two people wiped out from the same strange, happy kind of day.

I am now over 70 and overweight. The only people who might possibly want to have 'free' sex with me look like me and I am just not interested in that. So if I want a cute 20 year old who is willing, perhaps even keen, to have sex with me (top or bottom) these days, I am going to have to pay them. And that is a price I am happy to pay, even if it is only for a few weeks a year when I am back in the warmth of Thailand where the opportunities can seem limitless ! Paying for sex usually means that each gets what they want out of the encounter! 😅

Da Nang Trip Report – Day 1 – 24 April 2025 This is my active ongoing trip report for Da Nang, Vietnam. I am in Vietnam for 130 days as part of my tax minimization plan, as discussed in this previous post: As part of my tax minimization plan, I already completed 62 days in Cebu, Philippines – as reported in this post: The additional objective is to see if I can find a retiree place that is similar to what I have back in Jomtien Thailand --> in Vietnam. Consequently, I will search for hirise condos that are on or near the beach with balconies with sea views – as is commonly found in Jomtien. Some days prior to my departure to Vietnam, I decided to break-up with my Thai boyfriend (ex-money boy). The fairy tale that I was hoping for never realized and so, I asked him to not accompany me to Vietnam – as had originally been planned. I am deeply in love with him – so this decision was not taken lightly. As my last “gift” to him, I decided to help him open a small business in one of the local Jomtien night markets. He hated being a money boy ( he found that work very degrading and soul destroying over the long term ) and with this new business, he could free himself from the shackles and ugliness of being a money boy. 23 April 2025, in the late afternoon, I leave Jomtien for the Hyatt Regency hotel (formerly Novotel) at Suvarnabhumi airport. I decide to use my preferred car service = https://www.thelimopattaya.com/ and I am lucky to have Eve, the co-owner to drive me to the hotel. Chatting with Eve, the 90 minutes passes quickly and we are already at the hotel. Please note that the Hyatt Regency booking system produces a mysterious notice when booking this airport property – that the required checkout time is at 7:45 am. Back when it was Novotel – this was not an issue, as the Novotel was properly adapted for the type of clientele that desires to sleep at the airport. I had to sit on one of those Hyatt customer service chat lines for a while to confirm that I could check out at 12noon instead of the stated 7:45am. I would imagine that this is a bug in the Hyatt reservation system that does not accommodate the flexibility required by a hotel that is located at an airport. Upon checking in, the front desk asked me when I wanted to check-out and I stated 12noon the next day. The hotel clerk confirmed to me that you are paying for a 24hour window – I was checking in at 6:30pm and I could keep my room up until 6:30pm the next day. By the way, this hotel is not cheap, I paid 5,649.84 Thai baht (including taxes), where the base rate was 4,720 THB, which was already discounted by 20%, as part of their Grand Opening offer. Last year, when it was still the Novotel, I paid 6,059.81 (including taxes). So, we can clearly see that the Hyatt Regency brand will charge 6,779.81 THB (20% more) once the Grand Opening promotion ceases – thus an increase of almost 12% over the Novotel price. Why do this? Because I sleep better when I know that I am already at the airport – instead of worrying if I might make it in time from Pattaya. I know, crazy – but “peace of mind” for me has no price. For dinner I walked over to the airport ( via the underground tunnel which terminates at the Hyatt Regency – same tunnel that the Airport Link arrives in from Bangkok ) and I ate in one of the airport restaurants. Semi ok sleep – still nursing the pain of the breakup – but I am happy that when I woke up that I am already at the airport. Ate a wonderful breakfast at the delightful Hyatt Regency breakfast restaurant. After check-out, I thought that I would just use the tunnel to walk with my luggage over to the airport and NO, the hotel bellboy insisted that I take the complimentary hotel van – which I did and within like 5 to 8 minutes I was already at the Vietjet check-in desk for my flight to Da Nang. Everything went smoothly, as they only required to see my passport and Vietnam pre-approved tourist visa letter. I applied for the maximum 90 day tourist multiple-entry visa via the official government site: https://evisa.gov.vn/ Where the price is $25 USD for a single entry visa or $50 USD for a multiple-entry visa. The process is easy and straight forward. You should allow 3 to 5 working days for you to receive it electronically to your email address. Around day 85, I will decide to: Do a border run to Laos via the highly recommended Lynn visa service https://lynnvisa.vn/ to extend my stay in Vietnam for an additional 40 days, Or, if I find that I am bored with Vietnam – I may fly over to Surabaya in Indonesia to see my sexy Indonesian friend – or – go somewhere else that I haven’t yet been to, like Sri Lanka, to complete my last 40 days, before I can return to Thailand. During the Thailand automated immigration exit turnstiles procedure - I asked one of the immigration assistants if I could have my passport stamped by an immigration official. new automated turnstiles where you swipe your passport and can exit immigration at the airport. They were very kind and accommodating, as I explained to them that I needed the physical exit stamp in my passport for: my 90 day reporting cycle, to prove that I was not a tax resident in Thailand. My flight was on time and the 1 hour 45 minute was pleasant and non eventful. This was an Airbus 321 which can accommodate 244 passengers and I would estimate that it was only 50% full. I almost always choose the emergency exit seat (for more leg room) and that entire area was vacant – so I sat by myself. When the stewardess asked me if I would accept the evacuation duties, I asked her if I would be responsible for both emergency exit doors – as there was no one seated in the opposite seat. She replied, don’t worry, during the flight I will sit at the opposite seat. The beauty of the Da Nang International airport is that it is very small – so, the immigration clearance and luggage collection is very easy. My AirBnB owner, sent a family member (he was very sexy but could not speak any English). For example, I was told to wait by column 5 outside of the main airport terminal and then a mysterious message appeared in WhatsApp = “you go by human you” ==> Note that I used the Airalo service to pre-load a Vietnam 30 day eSIM data plan, so that when I arrived I would be able to have instant communication services. I will also eventually venture over to the Viettel office to get a physical SIM card so that I can have a local number, so that I can avail myself of ZALO - Vietnam's answer to Thailand's LINE . Before I could understand if an alien was coming to get me that sexy guy appeared and said my name and then motioned me to follow him to the Grab car pick up – where he came with his car to get me. As the Da Nang airport was built by the French in the 1940s, it is very small and located right in the middle of the city, so the ride from the airport over to the beach Jomtien like area – My An – took like 15 minutes. The actual owner was waiting for me at the condo building and brought me up to my 33rd floor sea view condo with balcony. She photographed my passport as per local regulations – gave me a tour and explained how everything worked in the condo. My current AirBnB condo View from balcony – looking north towards the Lady Buddha statue ( in the extreme right upper corner, you can see her white silhouette ) View from balcony – looking northwest towards the city centre across the Hàn River ( note the golden Dragon Bridge in the upper centre of the photo ) Map of Da Nang with the accompanying My An & My Khe beach areas - the Jomtien of Da Nang Unpack and then head out to eat at the Country BBQ & Beer restaurant https://www.facebook.com/countrybbqandbeer And I ordered the Houston Platter – which consisted of brisket, pulled pork, sausage and chicken wing, accompanied by a cold Saigon beer. After dinner I went to one of the many nearby convenience stores ( note that Da Nang does not have any 7-Eleven convenience stores - Google states that the few that they have are in Ho Chi Minh City and Hanoi ) to stock up my refrigerator. Then I crashed and went to sleep. End of day 1 in Da Nang – 24 April 2025

Day 2 in Da Nang – 25 April 2025 Prior to leaving Thailand I had arranged to meet up with 2 local famous YouTube bloggers. This morning I met with Social Samy, https://www.youtube.com/@socialsamy For a wonderful Vietnamese salt coffee at the Sun Coffee shop on An Thuong 34 street. He is German and very jovial and has been living in Da Nang for several years and even married a local Vietnamese woman. He got me up to speed on all of the changes since I have last been to Da Nang – which was 1 year prior. Beach erosion – the beach shorefront has shrank by at least 50%. Samy told me not to worry, as this is a natural phenomena – and from next year forward the shorefront should start to grow in size again, Best bank ATMs to get large sums of money in 1 go – VP Bank and TP Bank – I also have my personal favorite, the HSBC ATM located in the VinCom mall, Best place to get a local SIM card = Viettel shop – I will discuss this later, Best place for a man to get his hair painted (colored) and cut = NHUA Style. This is very important to me because my prior hair color experience in Vietnam – back in 2019 – was super complicated – as the male barbershop would not color my hair and sent me to the lady shop – but they had to hide me in the back away from other female customers – as they told me that they should not color my hair in public. After they coloured my hair, they would not cut it and sent me back to the male barbershop. Samy confirmed to me that NHUA Style would be able to color and cut my hair all in the same shop. Samy is a wealth of information with the network that he has created here in Da Nang. If you join his group you can purchase his recommended Google Treasure Map of Da Nang, which I did, and already it is very helpful to start my assimilation into my new temporary retirement home. I enjoyed my meeting with Samy and he invited me to the next meetup, which will take place on Tuesday 29 April, in the afternoon in one of the local restaurants. By now I was starving, I had only eaten a yogurt in my condo, so I head over my favourite breakfast place (that I discovered in my April 2024 trip to Da Nang), hoping that it would still be there and I was so happy to see that it was. I order my favorite breakfast meal: Bò né - easy to remember just think of boner and truncate the letter “r”. Of course, I order another salt coffee. In my personal opinion, this is where Vietnam has both the Philippines and Thailand beat – for the best breakfast category. I can eat this breakfast meal every day. I decide to walk over to the Viettel shop that was suggested to me by Samy to obtain my very own local Vietnamese local phone number, SIM card and Zalo installation. As Samy mentioned, this shop is VERY helpful and very adapted for foreigners. I purchased the 3T5G160B Plan, which cost 480,000 VND for 90 days, with a 4GB daily allowance and free calls of up to 100 minutes per month. The price for the new SIM card was 50,000 VND. I also had to top-up my new ZALO account with 10,000 VND. Everything was completed within 30 minutes and my wait time in the queue was only 10 minutes. I was very impressed with the service. As the ZALO app (which is similar to our LINE app in Thailand) is all in the local language, there was no way that I would have been able to do the setup by myself. They don't use LINE here. Then I decided to walk over to the Vincom Plaza mall, which was a very long walk, as I needed to buy towels that I can put on my 2nd bedroom mattress to protect it from potential damage from massage oils and creams. In Da Nang, I am only aware of 1 shopping mall, Vincom, and when compared with Cebu, it is very small – as the Vietnamese people do not have a fixation with shopping malls like the Philippine people do. This mall only has 4 floors, of which the 4th floor is dedicated to eating and the other 3 floors are for shopping. So, the towel selection is limited to just 3 stores and I buy 3 large bath towels from the Japanese Akemi store. https://vincom.com.vn/vincom-plaza-ngo-quyen I also decide to eat lunch at the mall and I visit the HSBC ATM that is hidden away down near the parking level, where I withdraw 10,000,000 VND (around 385 USD) – many of the other ATM machines in the city are limited to just 2,000,000 VND (around 77 USD), so by visiting this HSBC ATM I can limit the number of times that I need to refurnish my VND stock. I also look for a computer monitor to buy, but in this mall there are ZERO electronic stores – as these types of stores are independent and not generally found in shopping malls. So, this will be a task for another day. As I am exhausted from all of the walking, I hire a Grab car for 50,000 VND (around 2 USD), which will take me back to my condo, which is 3km away. So, transportation costs are VERY cheap. I take a nap and later after my nap I return to the Country BBQ & Beer restaurant that I reported on in yesterday’s trip report update to eat my dinner. Afterwards, I make a nice walk along the beach pavilion and then head back to my room, surf the internet for a while (looking to see which guys I can eventually get), and then go to sleep. End of day 2 in Da Nang – 25 April 2025

I'm in my mid-thirties and still have a fair amount of hook-ups but I like paying for it because: Transparency: I want their body, they want my cash, and when it goes right, we both win. Simple as that. Convenience: Being able to book sex exactly when and where I want just wipes out the headache of trying to hook up with someone off an app. The Experience: I like the gogo bars and appreciate being able to see every inch of them live and in person. There's no concern about fake or old pics. I was just telling a buddy back home, 'This is the kind of thing we've always wanted.' Being in a bar with a stage full of cute boys who'll (mostly) all go home with you for a bit of cash is like heaven.

I woke up with Nam still fast asleep beside me. I slipped out of bed like a thief in the night, careful not to wake him, and made myself a coffee. I sat on the chair next to the bed, sipping slowly, just watching him. There’s something quietly captivating about seeing someone you were tangled up with the night before sleeping so peacefully—like a living postcard from the night that was. A few minutes later, Nam stirred, opened his eyes, smiled lazily, and beckoned me to come back in. I didn’t need a second invitation. I climbed back into bed, and we melted into each other for a while, just holding, letting the warmth linger. When he finally sat up, I asked what he wanted for breakfast. He declined at first—just coffee, he said. But then his eyes caught the stash of bread on the counter. He pointed and asked if he could have some. Of course. We munched quietly, talked a bit more, and somewhere between the last slice and the last sip, things took a familiar turn again. This time, more than cuddling—slow, lazy touches evolving into something deeper. We exchanged Line before he left. He said I should invite him if I want to “play water” during Songkran. The way he said it, with that little grin, made it sound like the invite might involve more than just water. That afternoon, I wandered over to Arena for a little extracurricular activity. I arrived too early—the lineup looked disappointing in terms of quality and quantity . I was told to come back in an hour, which I did. On round two, the energy picked up. I picked a guy named Tom and we headed to the room. As soon as we got in, he told me to shower first because he needed to get something. He must have sensed my disappointment as he quickly backpedaled with a smile and offered to join me in the shower instead. Much better. Nothing new to report on the Arena front. It’s as solid and predictable as ever—my dependable go-to when I want something quick and uncomplicated. The prices are reasonable, the quality decent, and the location perfect if you’re staying around Silom. Saphan Khwai still wins on variety, but I’ll take Arena’s reliability any day. Afterwards, I made a quick trip to Central Rama 3 to pick up some groceries and supplies, then headed back to the hotel. The rest of the afternoon slipped by without much fuss—just lounging, resting, letting the day exhale. As night rolled in, I had zero plans. I found myself drifting toward Dreamboys, where a tout pulled me in with the usual promise. Same old vibe inside—pulsing music, glowing lights, and some familiar faces back in rotation. Looks like their “Thai-only” phase is over. A few boys I knew from Goodboy who now moved back to Dreamboys came over to say hi, but the mood just wasn’t landing for me. I left in under thirty minutes. I walked back toward Goodboys. Tee and Emma were outside, so I stopped to chat. Tee looked worn out—still clearly recovering. I felt a pang of concern. Inside, the energy was low-key, and Tee led me to my usual spot with my usual Diet Coke. Emma came over and, in classic Emma fashion, immediately asked how things went with Nam. I glanced across the room and spotted Nam already seated with a customer—next to number 42, who I had been eyeing for the night. So much for that plan. Nam walked over to give me a hug and say hi. He said he wasn’t sure if his customer would off him. I nodded, but my eyes had already moved elsewhere. That’s when I saw Min. T’s brother. Cute, sweet, and always a little too shy for me. I’ve seen him many times before, invited him to sit when his brother was around, but never offed him. I used to think pairing two introverts was a bad idea—we’d just end up sitting in silence, awkwardly sipping our drinks. But tonight, Min looked different. More relaxed. Chatty. Even flirtatious. Laughing with other boys, making jokes, clearly more comfortable in his own skin. Something had shifted, and suddenly I couldn’t take my eyes off him. We caught each other’s gaze, and he smiled. I motioned for him to come over. He greeted me with a wai and a hug. “Welcome back,” he said. I asked if he remembered me. He laughed. “You’re brother’s friend.” Not wrong. A moment later, T joined us too—he had just come back from an early off. He plopped down next to us and immediately started joking about making more money tonight. Min, meanwhile, was doing the most. Playfully moving my hands over places usually reserved for later. Flirting without holding back. At one point, he loudly claimed he’s bigger than his brother. T laughed and tossed it back: “He’s offed me before—he can be the judge.” I wanted to crawl under the table. What was this? A family feud with cock measuring as the main event? I don't want to be part of this sibling rivalry! Min left to change into his street clothes while T shifted gears, pretending to be hurt I didn’t tell him I was in town. We made plans to meet the next day for some Songkran fun in Silom. Then Mai—my long-time crush—came down from the Big Cock Show to collect tips. Naturally, I was ready with my wallet. Outside, Min and I waited for our Grab. My phone rang—it was the driver, and I panicked. Min calmly took the phone, answered in Thai, and handled everything like a pro. Turns out he used to sell sugarcane juice on the street and picked up the language that way. Somehow, that made him even hotter. Back at the hotel, we chatted a bit more and eventually undressed without saying much, both of us smiling like we already knew where the night was heading. We took a shower together started with lingering touches turning into kisses. In bed, he was nothing like the shy boy I remembered. He was playful, confident, a little cheeky even teasing me with his mouth, whispering things I didn’t expect from someone who used to barely make eye contact. He took his time, and so did I. It was tender, but not timid. He kissed like he meant it, moved with purpose, responded to every touch with a soft sigh or a smile. When he straddled me, looking down with that mix of sweetness and mischief, I knew I had completely misread him before. Afterwards, we lay there, still skin against skin, the room quiet except for our breathing. He rested his head on my chest, and I just stared at the ceiling, grinning like a fool. I had no idea this was what I’d end up with tonight—but damn, I’m glad I did.

This trip report might just boil down to a few posts, the reasons for not as much to report will become evident soon enough. Leading up to this trip let me indulge you in some context with a brief a life update: I had just recently ended things with a guy I was dating for the past few months back in farangland, it was messy and I always find it incredibly difficult to tell someone I don't want to continue with them, but it had to be done. To add to things on the home front, my work have unfortunately realised I'm more capable than I like to let on, so there has been stress coming from that direction as well. Do you know what I need, a nice little getaway to 'surround myself in the culture' of Thailand, again. I've almost given up on trying to explain away these trips at work now, they surely know whats happening. -begin A jump, skip and hop via Changi and I am shoes on the ground in BKK Swampy, Exit 4 to my Nams taxi sedan and then we're pushing down the highway by 11am to Jomtien, 1200 baht to the driver, early check-in allowed by Agate, everything is coming along nicely. It's been about 9 months since I've been back in Thailand, even longer since I was last in Jomtien complex (end of 2023). There have been some changes, some bars have new names around the horse shoe, the soi with Sophia's has had some minor cosmetic enhancements and a barber shop, Soda still exists so that's my first stop at about 1pm or so when the boys show up. My last encounter at Soda when I gave my line to the guy things escalated a little too quickly for my taste, so I hadn't been back to Soda since incase I find myself under attack. Did I learn from this mistake, no, but thankfully after I reluctantly gave my Line to the new guy this time he didn't give me the same treatment and the guy from before doesn't appear to be there anymore. This Soda guy was very sweet, not much English but we don't need the formalities of spoken language to engage in our interpretive dance. With a warm release from both he and I leaking down onto the massage table we're done and a nice tip exchanges hands. I head back to my room to freshen up and then as the sun goes down I venture back out to Sophia's for one of my favourite meals in the area, this may be controversial but I rate her chicken cashew above the Patpong institution we all know and love. Enough blasphemy for the first post, i'll be back to continue later.. the beginning of Songkran (D-DAY)

In my youth I was surrounded by more cock than I could handle. Literally. Free sex was immediately available, 24/7. Suddenly, in my mid -thirties, I found I was invisible. In a country where the emphasis is on youth, I was considered too old and no longer desirable. It was a huge blow to my ego. My life, which revolved around sex, had changed. I still got groped on the train every day, but places like bars and gay cinemas became harder to attract the attention of the guys I was interested in. I started being approached by guys quite a it older than me, and it was a weird experience. The young guys who normally would have been chasing after me were now looking for younger partners. I belonged to a couple of sex clubs, so getting laid wasn't a problem, but even there I noticed a bit of a change in attitude. In the beginning, I was the first guy they'd approach, whereas now I was second or third in line. I have no problem paying for sex. I love the concept of having sex with someone I really want to be in bed with. I have certain criteria which must be met - handsome, friendly, Asian, nice bloody, big cock - and these criteria can't always be met by guys you randomly hook up with.

Day 3 in Da Nang – 26 April 2025 Wake up and return to An Food (see previous day’s update) for my daily wonderful Bò né breakfast. Return to my room and as anal as I am, I clean my balcony and balcony windows – yes, I am a clean freak – and the balcony had some air pollution residue on it that I did not like. Also, do my first load of laundry after figuring out how this Vietnamese washing machine works. Hire a Grab car to go to the FPT electronics store to look for a nice monitor for my laptop. https://fptshop.com.vn/ I browse the available monitors and I settle on the LG 24 inch model. As they only had the display model available (it was hermetically sealed in a plastic wrap), I got a good off the shelf price of 2,190,000 VND (around 84 USD). The price was reduced from 2,990,000 – I was happy, because once I finish my stay here in Vietnam this monitor will either be left here in the condo (assuming that the owner would accept it) or I will give it to a future guy that I have yet to meet. 🤩 You may remember that in Cebu I used the condo TVs as my monitors, as there was a table and/or desk nearby to create a workstation. Unfortunately, here in this Da Nang AirBnB it is not possible. not conducive for a laptop workstation setup During the purchase process, the store clerk asked me if I have the app, because this FPT franchise has the ability to QR scan my warranty onto the ZALO app. This was a really cool and hi-tech experience, and made me realize why the Vietnamese people are enthusiastic about the many ZALO functions. So, it made me feel a little bit integrated into the local society. Return to my room via a Grab car, for 36,000 (around 1.38 USD) and I excitingly setup my new laptop workstation. To date, this has been by best workstation setup, from an ergonomically correct point of view. Almost as good as my setup back in Jomtien Go outside and eat a wonderful Banh mi baguette sandwich. The food carts that sell these are everywhere and they are so yummy. Bánh mì There are many types of Bánh mì that are available: Then I head over to the shop, as I have passed it many times by now and I became more and more curious because of its marquee = Chocolate & Coffee https://amichocolate.com/ I wanted a chocolate with some coffee (this was a common practice when I lived and worked in Budapest). Unfortunately, the chocolate factory is on the ground floor and the coffee shop is upstairs – and the 2 shops have separate entrances and are not physically interconnected. So, I had a nice salt coffee upstairs and then I went downstairs into the retail part of the chocolate factory to buy some take away chocolate covered coffee beans and chocolate covered macadamia nuts. As stated in yesterday’s report, I had been perusing all of the apps to see where are all of the guys are, and they can be found on Grindr and Heesay (formerly BLUED). The other apps, PlanetRomeo, Hornet, and The Blowers don’t have many users in Da Nang. The distribution of available guys in Grindr and Heesay is about 50/50. I need to find out if the local Vietnamese gays use other apps - I heard the Bumble app being mentioned. --> Have any of you used the Bumble app ? <-- I was here in Da Nang 1 year ago in April 2024 and I attracted much more attention than this year in April 2025. I am not sure why – perhaps because I am 1 year older ? Anyway, a sexy college guy writes me from Heesay and wants to give me a massage with some cum control activities – edging is not so diffused here, but many of the guys know about cum control – which is a close cousin to edging. We move our conversation from Heesay over to the ZALO app. In this AirBnB condo building you need to go downstairs to greet your guest because you need a FOB keycard to get the elevator to go to your designated floor. Unlike the Philippines, there is no need to check in your guest for a security control where they need to leave their National ID with the security team. So, getting guys up into your room is VERY easy – when compared to the Philippines. We make about 30 seconds of small talk and then he is already in his underwear ready to make me my massage. I am naked laying down on my stomach and he starts to massage me with his massage oil and I am relaxed because I have already covered the AirBnB mattress with the towels that I bought to protect the bed. Many years ago, I got in trouble with one of the AirBnB owners when the massage oils seeped into their bed mattress and I had to pay for damages – so, now when I travel for long periods of time I just buy a set of towels for in-room massages. This guy is a university student – 26 years old (kind of old to still be in university ?) and he is studying “Oil Exploration Engineering”. I was quite impressed. He told me that there is a lot of oil to be found off the coast of Vietnam – as long as the Vietnam government can keep the hungry Chinese away from extracting Vietnam’s still to be discovered oil reserves. This guy has a sexy manly look that is typical of the Vietnamese guys that can be found in Fresh Boys in Bangkok. His massage price was only 1,000,000 VND (around 39 USD) – very reasonable and his edging technique was very good, so I tipped him an additional 200,000 (around 8 USD) before he left. The meeting was around 90 minutes – where there was around 50 minutes of massage time and the remaining time was playing around with activities like 69, humping, and a long slow edging session. Unfortunately, when I was laying down on my stomach while he was massaging me – I found myself crying in silence with my tears going into the towels – as I am still suffering the emotional wounds of my breakup with my Thai boyfriend. I tried to hold back the tears – but being sensual with another guy brought back all of the memories of my former Thai boyfriend. I hope that this will fade over time, otherwise it is going to be a painful 130 days here in Da Nang and I want to have some FUN with more guys. The guy showers and leaves and I clean up and I take a 1 hour nap. I wake up and prepare for my night out – as I want to visit one of the local gay bars. I head over to for a traditional American hamburger, coleslaw, and fries. All was good. https://diner66.vn/ Then I hire a Grab car to go over to the Q Bar https://www.instagram.com/qbardanang/# https://www.facebook.com/qbardanang1/?locale=vi_VN It is a small bar with about 6 different tables to sit at inside and one sofa table combination that is outside the main entrance for those who want to smoke and/or socialize outside. I located myself at a table on the left corner so that I could watch the bar activities. Most patrons seem to already know each other and there were only 3 “independents” (unknowns – like myself) and each of us 3 were sitting at our own individual tables alone – the other 2 "independents" were immersed on their phones – as the atmosphere is not very conducive to mixing with the other bar guests. This Q Bar experience was VERY different than the Cave Bar experience in Cebu, in the Philippines. The Cave Bar management made it impossible that anyone was excluded from what was going on in the bar. They were insistent on creating a gay family like feeling. The drink menu is vast and I ordered a Lady Buddy Margarita (a play on one of the main attractions in Da Nang = the Lady Buddha temple). This margarita was one of the best margarita’s that I ever had – it was intense, strong, and good. Q Bar drink menu I stayed for about 90 minutes – nursing 2 margaritas and as it was not easy to interact with the other bar patrons, I decided to call it a night and leave. I will give this bar another chance, and I will intentionally choose to return on one of their theme nights, where there is either a lady boy show or dancing – which causes the tables to be moved towards the exterior walls and the bar patrons need to stand, mix, and mingle. The 2 owners of Q Bar – a US and Viet couple Q Bar location in Da Nang Take Grab car back to my condo and call it a night. End of day 3 in Da Nang – 26 April 2025

-cont I did a bit of an evening stroll around the complex and down to Dongtan beach and back, the blue water barrels starting to form along the roads, the water gun sellers displaying their wares.. it's coming. I made my way back to agate and I put my head on the pillow, then suddenly the sounds I fear most.. screaming child and loud Russian family in the adjacent room. This is the second stay in a row with the same issue here, I don't blame the hotel (or anyone really), but I'm not going to bring a bunch of twinks through my room and pound away when there are literal children on the other side of the wall. If they can hear me as clearly as I can hear their every move then it's just not something I'm comfortable with. I don't think I'll stay at Agate again, next time I'll go back to Poseidon, The Venue or East Suites. Anyway, the next day after a run along the beach i perched at O'Delicies, this is my favourite coffee spot in the complex, the food is decent and coffee is ok. I like that they enclosed the balcony section of the cafe, it's much nicer to watch the Soda boys arrive in the comfort of aircon. After eating and a short rest I went back to Soda, I had round 2 with the same guy, the second time is always the best in my opinion, no wondering from either of us what we want and things move in a nice motion. By the time I was making my way out to get one of the plastic protective pouches for my phone it had already begun, buckets of water coming my way when I got out to Thrappraya Rd. Holding my phone and trying my best to dodge the bar girls I got the pouch and headed back to the safety of the complex. I've got to say the guys in the massage shops and generally the patrons in our little gay enclave were more respectful in taking 'not right now' 'no' 'please no powder'. Well I was soaked, shoes and all, I wasn't prepared for what time it starts, i headed headed back to Sophia's at sundown for dinner, this time for the pork, before making my way to Winner Boys in Sunee. It's been tough times in Sunee for a long time now, but chatting with the owner at Winner it sounds particularly hard at the moment. Building owner has decided to raise rents, high season wasn't quite as high. I did my part and rang the bell all night to give back to the bar that has given me some of my best nights in Pattaya, there's not many places left that have actual guys on stage in underwear with hands on activities possible. I hope things turn back around. Back to Agate drunk and clinging to the back of motosai for dear life, greeted once again with sounds of the Russian family next door.

From Dubai to Bangkok My first day Started my journey to the land of smiles via Qatar Airways from Dubai DXB leaving 23:00hrs for an hour of journey to Doha DOH, where my connecting flight is after 3 hours. Around 0300hrs Doha Qatar time, my journey continues towards Bangkok BKK landed 13:00hrs. Total flight journey spent was 9 hours on air and 3 hours layover. My flight landed in Suvarnabhumi's satellite terminal, ridden a transfer train to the main terminal then made a quick pass to immigrations at the arrivals hall. The queue and immigration clearance itself only took less than 5 mins, there's not much people and plenty of open immigration counters. While at the airport, I went directly down to the lowest level and change USD300 getting THB9990 in exchange (USD 1 = THB 33.30) for travelling expense and little pocket money. Then I had also bought a Tourist Sim via AIS for 15 days with 30GB data at 5G max speed that cost about THB999. I didn't get a single sleep throughout but still decided to take the mass transportation to my hotel, around 14:00hrs I was already riding the Airport Link Train towards Phaya Thai station. From Phaya Thai I have changed trains to the BTS sky train topping up my old Rabbit card and alighted the train towards Siam, then again changed train to Silom route towards Saladeng Station. I arrived at The Raya Hotel by 15:15 to check in got my old room back at the 7th floor. Ohh did you know there is a Taco Bell now and beauty shop at the ground floor of the building beside the entrance? The construction site on the right side of Raya is still there but no works are being done so I did not hear any noise coming from there. The rooms in the Raya did not change, I did not see any damages from the recent earthquake aside from the 2 cracks in the door frame of my room seen from the inside. I have rested and freshen up a bit before I head towards Arena in Silom Plaza via motorcycle ride booked via the Bolt app which cost me THB 29. I forgot that they do not provide a helmet and how fast these guys go. I reached the Silom Plaza in just 2 minutes. Walking from the entrance of Silom Plaza towards the lift, you can see someone from the floors someone from Arena gesturing and inviting you to come. When I reached the floor the same guy escorted me inside and have me sit with the manager to choose what massage and how long and which boy I wanted while around 10 to 14 boys (ranging from muscle daddies to hunks) start taking off their shirts to catch my attention for me to choose them. The costs are the same as I remember. I have chosen the oil massage of 1.5hrs for THB 790 with the minimum tip of THB 1500 and picked the boy Tau as my masseur. I was not asked about the type of room but I was led to a small room with a single massage table with an shower cubicle that could fit two, this room looks better and cleaner than what I remember with clean white walls and AC though points directly at the massage table was not too cold and temperature overall was good. My masseur Tau was not the big muscly guy I would normally pick from here but was on the hunkier side. He did a good job with the massage, I was not expecting he'll do deep tissue massage which me who only goes for a massage always goes for a swedish one. Pressure and coverage wise he was spot on from the foot towards my upper body to the neck. Extras was also good. From body to body to him giving me a good head while he played my bum 😁. He tried to top me but I declined as I'm not in the bottoming mood so he continued to use his mouth and tongue to play between my 🍆 and my sensitive tiddies while using his fingers to play with my bum hole, thank god he doesn't have long nails. Anyway in the end both of us came and we concluded with showering and continued playing with each other in the shower, Tau was very very attentive from the showers to drying me off, I was quite satisfied and gave him THB2000 as a tip. I left Arena around 18:15 back to my hotel via another motorcycle ride to change clothes and by 18:20 ridden another motorcycle ride heading towards Rajadamnern Stadium for the Muay Thai show which will start at 19:00hrs which I booked through an app called Klook yesterday. Riding this motorcycle taxis here in Bangkok sure is heart pounding, in the Philippines there is this thing we called ''Buwis'Buhay" where in context means Thrilling to the point of being to risking your life, kind of ride. From The Raya up to the Rajadamnern Stadium it only took less than 15 mins with all the high speed zooming between cars, where it normally goes to 25-40 mins with a regular taxi. I booked it on a Saturday as the best matches are held during weekends especially on Saturdays. I booked a Club-Tier seat just above the lowest tier. They gave me a good upper level seat not too far from the ring and gets to soak up with all the tension and excitement of everyone there. Most of the people in the audience were westerners and at that time maybe only 1/3 I see were asian. The show normally takes up to 2-3 hours but today was different and they told us there was an match/event today and will be until midnight. Ohhh did I mentioned that they have free flowing beer sponsored by Leo all throughout the night? I finished I think about 5 cups (about 500ml each) and got a bit tipsy, so around 21:30 I decided leave and to hail another motorcycle ride back to my hotel. My tipsyness somehow lessen a bit during that ride home as I was clinging to the handle for my dear life not fall hahaha 😭 🤣 😭 My plan was to rest for a bit and freshen up so I can head over to gogo bars to ogle some big boys at the Atlas or visit some of the gogo bars I have not been into yet (freshboys/dreamboys/moonlight and maybe Jupiter). Maybe due to the fact that I didn't get an ounce of sleep until then plus Jetlag plus the beers if drunk, I didn't realize it I have slept on my bed as soon as sat down and woke up 01:30 😭😭😭 the only thing I could do then was just go to 7-11 to buy my missing toiletries and a new snacks to much on before going back to sleep. So that's how my first day went hahaha 🤣 🤣 Today I woke up around 0900 and took my breakfast and been lazing around. I don't have any plans for the day so I just rest up and adjust my body clock to match Bangkok and in the evening I'll visit the gogo bars and try my luck.

Some cities hide their pleasures better than others. Bangkok flaunts. Seoul barely whispers. Saigon? It dares you to look — and if you do, it rewards you like a sinner stumbling into paradise. This forum has been sleeping on it for too long. The full-service scene here hums just below the surface — smooth, discreet, and dangerously good. Aqua Spa is a perfect doorway. Step through a quiet side entrance and you’re swallowed by deep red tapestry, dark wood, and the thick, slow perfume of something sweeter and heavier than innocence. Indochine luxury turned just dark enough to taste. You can pre-book your masseur if you like certainty, or arrive and let your instincts do the choosing. I was led there by a guide, I didn’t know their Line or Telegram. I opted for the Candle Massage — the most decadent thing on the menu. If you don’t know: Candle Massage is where warm, melted oils from low-heat candles are poured over your skin, thicker and richer than any ordinary massage oil. It’s not about muscle therapy — it’s about surrender. And surrender you will, especially when your masseur is a twink in his early twenties, all lithe limbs and soft skin stretched tight over a slim frame, tattoos curling across his wrists like promises. He moved like he knew exactly what effect he had — that slight smile, the way his shirt clung a little too tightly across his chest, the way his body brushed yours under the pretence of “adjusting your posture”. The wax dripped slow onto my skin, the heat chasing a shiver down my spine. His hands followed — gliding, teasing, pressing deep, then pulling back just before you could ask for more. Every touch was a provocation; every glance from those dark, unguarded eyes dared you to cross some invisible line. There was no rush. He worked me over slowly, methodically, until the room itself seemed to pulse with need. Every so often, he leaned so close I could feel the warm breath at the nape of my neck, the brush of his thigh against my hand. It was a game, and he was winning it effortlessly. The room blurred — red walls, dim lights, the heavy scent of burning oil and skin. Time slipped sideways. Nothing mattered outside the circle of touch and tension he spun so deftly. I left very happy. TL;DR Aqua Spa isn’t just a spa — it’s a slow descent into something lush, dangerous, and addictive. Their body scrubs are beyond anything Bangkok has to offer. Ho Chi Minh City is no longer a secret for those who know where to look. It’s a playground for the patient and the brave — and it’s playing for keeps. Minimum tip is stated on the massage menu and the total, including tips is paid downstairs after massage. Min tip was about 900 000 VND. https://maps.app.goo.gl/iRDGkVvBAgh3UYzW7?g_st=com.google.maps.preview.copy

Day 2 in Bangkok Today was not a very eventful because full day time I'm just laying in bed lazily after breakfast nursing my hangover and Jetlag tandem. Raya's breakfast spread sure is catered to asian/japanese palate than western or continental compared to Quarter Silom, I liked it so much. Today, According to some of the people I follow in social media it rained hard for about 30 mins in Nana area (well nobody will ever see me going there that's for sure 😁) , but here in Silom/Surawong not even a drizzle. As per the local news they expect more rains until 1-2 May but with around 41' C temp at peak. By this evening I went out around the area I just went to buy a few souvenir in the nearby Donki Store in Thaniya and had some street food in Patpong for dinner while waiting for gogo bar show time. As like where I was supposed to go yesterday, I went to Atlas today. By 22:20 I arrived and saw that I am the sole customer of the night. I felt bit shy when these big burly men all smiling at me from the stage while they pose and flex. I am an introvert by nature and being in spotlight make me do spontaneous decisions, some I regret up till today hahaha. Anyway so I told the waiting staff to call down the boy I fancy the most, T to sit with me a bought him a drink. I didn't regret it as he was very big and attractive and though I'm not good with small talks, beer help a little. I'm not into public display of affection but I can help and love holding hands with him and squeezing his muscly arms every now and then. After 10mins 3 other solo customers came and sat on other seats, and still I'm the only one having a boy with me. Then by 22:50 the show starts and my boy T was part of the programme went to the back to prepare. While he was out somehow my hands became bit lonely again saw a nearby bulky boy K and invited him to sit with me and also bought him a drink. While we are chatting it seems to be quite busy yesterday (Saturday). The show is not that exciting, just a lip syncing drag queen, then my boy T doing his flexing right after. Then it's the big cock show of only 2 not bulky but quite lean muscly boys posing at the stage and went down for tips. I gave both of them THB100 each. After that another lip syncing drag queen the show ended. By now I already told the bar I'm taking T with me and he already change to street clothes. I have given K, the guy seating with me, also another THB100 for his time. Overall I paid THB2500 in the bill. This is for 2 beers I consumed, 1 boy drink for T, 1 boy drink for K and the bar fine. This is not counting the tips I gave to the performers and to K. I can't get enough of saying this but I feel I struck gold with T. He was never in a hurry with me in the room, he let me feel his muscles, ohh I love muscle worshipping big boys, ehemm he made me feel good, we also talked quite a bit before we do the actual deed. I'm so satisfied. He was fun to talk to. T seems to be one of the popular ones according to K when we were chatting at the bar. T lives and travels all the way to Don Meung and has his own Gym to open in the morning so even if I wanted to keep him I can't. I sent him home with THB4000. Anyway even after all the expenses, by the end of the night I'm still a happy camper 🥰🥰🥰

I see five reasons : 1/ I have money to pay 2/ by paying one is not entangled in the web of favours, dinners, shopping trips and such, deal s done , money paid , see you next time or not 3/ combing through apps offerings is waste of precious vacation time and puts me to sleep (alone) 4/ worlds wealth spreads more evenly with more money going to the iPhone starved needy 5/ I get tickled by heckling "that much for just 3 hours !!!, it's spoiling market for others ( for those suspicious , no I don't inflate prices paid I'm reporting just to have that tickle )

I have thought about this a lot recently. I've been a P4P guy since my early-mid 20s (now mid-late 30s) and it's never really been about not being able to get it for free, paying just provides more opportunities with less time wasted, rather than just being another horny guy on the apps begging for a taste. I travel specifically for the purpose of exploring P4P and cruising spaces, I find it more honest to just offer an exchange rather than going on dates that I have no intention of following up on just for sex when i'm in other countries. I do sometimes date outside of the P4P scene, but recently i've been thinking that if i'm going to get in to a long-term relationship they might need to share the same hobby as me.

For me at least, this is as good a Trip Report as I have ever seen on this forum. Great writing style, humerous and entertaining; sexy without being smutty. Happily following now .

I will be flying tonight and reaching BKK by tomorrow afternoon for the 3rd time visiting Thailand and as a solo traveller. Like my 2 previous short visits, I will just be doing some touristy stuff and whoring activities all throughout the week. I don't have a fixed planned itinerary but just a small note of things to try and do that I missed last few times. I like to do things on my own pace. After reading so many helpful and interesting trip reports from everyone here, it will be my turn to do so. I'll try to update after a few days after reaching Bangkok, please know that I'm not a seasoned writer so kindly understand if report is messy once it's up. So excited to be back 😁

Day 6 update.... AM: from the time I left GOOD BOYS from the night of Day 5, my insomnia kicked in and I was awake until I went down to have breakfast at 07:30 Hrs and finally fall as sleep by 08:30. Since it was May 1st Labour Day I don't have any sightseeing plans in the day time, I slept the full day away and woke up around 17:00 hrs. PM: After getting ready, I head out for Dinner by 19:30 hrs and walk around a bit around the area checking Patpong stalls to see if anything piqued my interest. Found nothing interesting so I went back to my room by 21:00 hrs to change and freshen up to get ready to visit my preferred gogo bar, Atlas. Thinking it's a week day and the bar should not be busy, I didn't head there up until 22:40. My bad, Atlas was almost full with only 2 vacant tables on the side remaining and most boys are already sitting with other patrons at the tables, patrons generously giving Tips to the Lip syncers, plus the show already started and I missed two opening acts. I took over one table and asked for my THB500 drink. At the same time, my current favorite boy T just came back from the dresser and saw me and I asked him to sit with me then bought him a drink. I asked when is his turn for the show but he said he finished, I just missed it 😭😭😭 Anyway todays show was wonderful. There was the usual drag lipsyncing, muscle flexing, live candle grinding and massage show were a flip flop condomed BJ on stage was performed by the veteran N and the previous mentioned boy on another thread James. So why did I say the show was wonderful? Why not say nice or maybe good? Wondering why, when the above programme is just the standard things on most of the bars do in the area? Is it just because of the massage show??? NO! That night Atlas did a FUCK SHOW. 🤩🤩🤩 Yes, boys fucking again on stage like they do in Tawan and few times after they newly opened but stopped afterwards for some reason. Last night's FUCK show was performed by Veteran Boy N and one Twink at the stage then later went down and around the audience asking for tips while N continue to ram the Twink hard from behind. It may only be just 2 performers unlike before but I'm happy to see it happening again 😍😍 After the fuck show, next was the CUM show. Only one performer. Guess who? It's our veteran boy N again! He was very busy that night. From the candle show, the massage show, the jack off & cum show, until the fuck show he participated in all of that. Such a wonderful performance With that said, I haven't seen the other veteran boys on my current visit. I have asked my boy T where are these guys and he said they are still coming to the bar and I only happen to miss them 🫤😫😖 The audience that night was mostly if not all East Asians (Japan/China/Korea) and were quite generously giving tips to all performance and saw two other boys OFFed. I think that was a good night for the bar and boys in terms of revenue. After the show finished I left by 23:15, took T back to my hotel room. He was still as passionate as ever, I like it that he kisses and good with foreplay. But it was a pleasant surprise that he gave me a BJ. It's just such a treat having a big muscular man, kiss, HJ, BJ and Fuck you when the other guys only gives HJ and Fuck.. Another plus point for my T 😍😍😍 By 02:00, I sent him home with an extra tip for a job well done. Day 6 ended my dry spell. 🤣🤣🤣

Day 7 in Da Nang – 30 April 2025 Wake up to the 50th anniversary of the NATIONAL REUNIFICATION DAY (1975 – 2025). The vast majority of the Vietnamese citizens are dressed in the national flag t-shirts – especially at my An Food breakfast place. Above generic photo from the internet – I regret that I did not take some photos at breakfast – they were all dressed like in the above photo but without the salute. It was truly beautiful and patriotic. I eat my usual Bò né yummy breakfast with my usual salt coffee. Today is the BIG day that I go to make merit to my mom, as today would have been her 80th birthday. So, I look in front of my condo for the guy that I rented a motorbike from last year – but there is now a construction site where he was located 1 year ago. I see someone that looks like him descending into the hotel garage and I wait to see if he would come out. He did and I introduced myself and he remembered me. So, I rented a nice red Honda Vision 110CC automatic scooter from him for 150,000 VND (around 5.80 USD) per day for 3 days (as I still need to decide what I shall do in day 4). He wanted to keep my passport and I told him no, and we instead agreed that he could keep my Thai car driving license in lieu of my passport. In this way, I can keep my passport and drive with my Thai motorbike driving license accompanied with my IDP (International Driving Permit) issued by ITA, where the signatories agreed to the 1968 Vienna Convention of Road Traffic – which is valid here in Vietnam. The version of the IDP that I have is valid for 3 years. My International Driving Permit (IDP) I had to wait quite a while to obtain my motorbike and when it arrived, I understood why – one of his cute Vietnamese assistants had just finished washing it so it looked spanking new. He fits me to a Vietnamese helmet – these are midget helmets when compared to their Thailand counterparts – but we are not allowed to drive more than 40km/h here in Vietnam – which is strictly enforced and 99.8% of the population wears a helmet – so I am much more relaxed about driving here in Vietnam than I am back in Thailand, where the Thais drive at any speed they choose and without helmets. My freedom motorbike Of course, at that price, the gas tank is empty and I go and fill it up for 80,000 VND (around 4.85 USD). My riding itinerary for today As it is 12noon when I depart, it is super hot and my head is boiling. The journey out of the city limits is uneventful but the traffic is intense due to the 5 day holiday. I arrive at the Lady Buddha, where I hire a photographer to take my picture with the Lady Buddha in the background and me holding a picture of my mother and I, as well as her funeral rites card. If you have never visited the Lady Buddha and Linh Ung Pagoda grounds – they are well worth it. The grounds are enormous, with many temples to visit, beautiful landscaping, and amazing views of the Da Nang city skyline. https://ahoyvietnam.com/lady-buddha-da-nang/ This YouTube video is more or less what I experienced today After the photo process was completed, I walked to the back of the grounds so that I could be alone and pray to my mother and make merit to her – as part of the reason as to why I could retire early is that she left me a small inheritance. Before she died, she implored that I protect her assets to respect her wishes – so when the Thai government decided in 2023 (effective for the 2024 tax year) to start to tax us tax residents of Thailand when we transfer funds into Thailand – this is the primary reason that I decided to implement a tax minimalization plan to allow me to honor my pledge to my mother before she died – as it was not foreseen when she died in 2021 during covid, that the Thai government would change its tax regime. Hence why I am in Vietnam – so I was proud to tell my mother that I am still doing everything in my power to honor her last wishes. After about 1.5 hours here I decide to continue up the mountain coastal road to where the road ends at the InterContinental resort. There are great views here and even wild monkeys running around. View of Da Nang looking back from the hills of Son Tra Actually, the road does continue, but only for more powerful motorbikes that are not automatic – there is a security guard there to block the road – as it is too steep for automatic scooters and motorbikes. Maybe I can find a butch macho Vietnamese guy to take me beyond - so that I can see the very end of the Son Tra peninsula one day. 🤞🤩 I head back to the city and park my motorbike at my condo and then I walk over to to eat my dinner, which was a plate of delicious rice, beans, and sausage. Before returning back to the condo, I stop at the bakery to pick up 2 desserts: Melon cake and Tiramisu I peruse the internet and munch on my melon cake and then call it a night. Today is the first day that I am starting to get out of my heartbreak funk – as today was dedicated to my wonderful mother. End of day 7 in Da Nang – 30 April 2025

Day 5 in Da Nang – 28 April 2025 Breakfast at my usual place. Decide to take a long beach walk on the ever so beautiful beach promenade – and I do have to say that it is more beautiful than the one back in Jomtien. Furthermore, the seawater is much cleaner than the Jomtien coffee brown seawater. The beautiful walkway continues for about 9km, out of the 30km coastline – so you can get plenty of exercise. There are also many little beverage shacks selling cold refreshments and coffee. Of course I could not resist to have my 2nd salt coffee of the day. On the beach there are these 2 Vietnamese guys meandering around looking to fix your phone’s broken glass. I asked if I could take his advertisement picture as this topic recently came up in another thread about getting an expensive iPhone glass screen replaced. This guy claims that he can do it to perfection. The price depends on his assessment of the work that would be required – so he could not quote me a set fixed price. After my long beach walk I head back to and I order something that I have not eaten in a very long time = New Orlean Style Chicken and Sausage Gumbo. It was delicious and hit the spot. Went back to my room to relax because at 7pm I would need to head over to the Moon Beer & BBQ for a meet-up, organized by the local YouTube blogger star = Travis, https://www.youtube.com/@TravisTravelsVN Venue for tonight's meetup: https://www.facebook.com/moonbeerbbq This event was well attended, as Travis is a very likeable guy from Chicago. We were 2 large tables of about 16 people at each table for a total of around 32 to 35 people. It was mainly attended by expats who are “temporarily” in Da Nang. I say temporarily, because the tourist visa only allows you to stay for 90 days at a time. But I met several people who simply do border runs or fly over to a nearby country at the end of their 90 days and just request another one. Few have been doing this for many years. I was hoping to encounter 1 or 2 fellow gay members, but my gaydar did not make me aware of any. We were each asked to pay 360,000 VND (around 14 USD), which included some lite food to eat and all the beer that you could drink. Not bad. The BIG topic of conversation during the night was the strange blackout that was happening in real time over in Spain, Portugal, and parts of France. Many members were getting live updates from friends and relatives back in Europe. https://hispanatolia.com/en/what-caused-the-massive-blackout-spain-and-portugal-search-for-answers/ What is great about Travis’ group is that you can join his interactive communication blog at: https://www.skool.com/travel-vietnam Where you get occasional updates about what is happening in Da Nang, news alerts, and ways to communicate with the many other members. As of writing this update, there are 559 members and membership only costs $7 USD per month. For me, this is money well spent. --> This is something that we do not have back in Jomtien - a type of "Welcome Wagon" type of group for new gays moving to the Pattaya / Jomtien area. I note that several of the famous heterosexual YouTube bloggers in Pattaya do offer a "Welcome Wagon" type of event for people new to Pattaya who want to meet up with like minded people. --> I also note that in Cebu, I was not able to find anything like (Welcome Wagon) that is being offered here in Da Nang or back in Pattaya. Around 11:15pm, I hire a Grab car to take me back to my condo for 78,000 VND (around 3 USD). To date, this was my most expensive ride, as this venue is across the Han river, over the central part of Da Nang city (kind of like Pattaya City is to Jomtien). I am residing in the My An/My Khe neighborhood, which is the Jomtien area of Da Nang. Before going up into my condo, I notice that I am still hungry and I meander around to find a Banh Mi sandwich to go. Just about as I thought that I found one, the owner had already latched his Banh Mi trailer onto his motorbike and started to zoom away as I approached. But no worries, Banh Mi sandwiches can ALWAYS be found almost anywhere at all hours of the night - even if all of the nearby restaurants have stopped serving at the standard 10pm time (this is a strange Da Nang phenomena that does not exist back in Pattaya and Jomtien - where you can generally eat pretty late in the local restaurants). Around 12:30am I am already asleep. End of day 5 in Da Nang – 28 April 2025

My ideal bar already exists. It's Freshboy on Patpong2.

Same for me, Charlie Sheen used to say (he wasn't the first) I don't pay for sex, I pay them to leave afterwards..... is my sentiment. I don't do long time offs either, I like to sleep alone.

1. Less hassle. I can spend an hour on Grindr and line up a few potentials and have all of them fall through or be using outdated photos. I can go to a sauna and have mediocre fun with several guys who aren’t exactly my type, and that feeds into a dangerous disposable mentality for me. 2. They are providing a service, so you can feel more comfortable asking for what you want. This can all be talked about prior to the encounter so that everyone is on the same page. 3. A dinner out or a night of drinks back home is more expensive.

I only watched the end of the funeral yesterday. Having seen the pomp, ceremony and pageantry of the funerals of a few previous Popes, I was deeply moved by the simplicity of the coffin, the rounds of applause that greeted parts of the oration and then the complete absence of ceremony during the drive through Rome. How perfect that this man of the people who lived simply in a hostel rather than in the grandiose papal apartments ended his journey with the people of Rome waving, cheering and clapping as the coffin-bearing Popemobile made its way in bright sunshine through many of Rome's streets. On Easter Sunday, would any other Pope fully aware that he was nearing death have been pepared to make the arduous journey from his residence to the Vatican balcony to bless the crowds below, his voice little more than a whisper? They loved him for it. And then less than 24 hours later his life came to an end. Hopefully all the cardinals will have taken all this to heart and elect a similar man of the people as the successor to Francis. My nephew and his family moved to Rome only last month. I look forward to visiting them. When I do so, I will go to the Basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore and before the tomb of Francis say a simple "thank you."

And if you go with fun people, the food and service was great...be sure to order a dessert that's made tableside, they're all about the same price, so for the the entertainment value alone, this dessert was well worth it, lol @Olddaddy I think you might like the desserts and fun waiters.... gotta get dressed since is a nicer restaurant. I went in with a singlet because it was Songkran and some other customers gave me dirty looks, maybe it was because we were all having fun and they were more "stuffy" 🥺 @BjornAgain have you been back yet.... when you do, be sure to tell Moe that I miss him, lol Posting in 2 videos because of site size limits My Movie- Poseidon restaurant dessert prep 1 w-Moe.mp4

Sorry folks, typing out the report on my phone while riding a crowded BTS was certainly a choice. I apologize for the sloppy writing. I started Day 2 walking through the Thong Lor area and visiting several coffee shops. The plan was to stay in this area until 2:00 PM and then venture over to Jey Spa as I've heard some favourable things about them from members of this forum. Around noon, a few friends who were also in Bangkok at the time messaged me with plans to meet for lunch. Jey Spa will have to wait, I'm certainly not going on a full stomach. We eat at COMMONS which is a great community food hall with many options, popular with a younger crowd. We split ways and I venture back to my hotel in Silom. At this point I had walked the entire stretch of Thong Lor's main Soi three times, which is roughly a 30 minute walk each way. Very doable- but in April heat, peak afternoon? My body resembled silken tofu, moist and shiny and in desperate need of a massage. I quickly showered knowing full well I'd do so again shortly, and walked The Surawong / Silom stretch thrice to survey the options. My hopes was to catch the number of a masseuse at Olivia near Saladaeng Station. I got a foot massage from this particular masseuse a few months prior and was impressed with his skill. As mentioned previously in a report, the masseurs at Olivia are not models, nor can they be confused for good looking. Please don't mark this shop down as a must-visit, scurry to get a cheap deal and be surprised with what you receive in terms of eye candy. This is not the place. If you don't mind a very average to below-average looking guy with some facial scruff, and find a charm in small town boys, you just might find out you prefer Spam over Caviar. Three rounds and no luck spotting this particular one at either of their three locations. I make eye contact with a very handsome guy at 9-TEEN, their outward facing location, who is sitting outside with two others. His physique is very good, especially his chest which seems trapped underneath his uniform. He's around twenty, I notice some braces when he smiles. I peg him for a bottom and perhaps more effeminate than I'm normally attracted to, but I do enjoy what I'm seeing and I'm not particularly looking for sex anyway, but if it's offered and I'm in the mood, it's not off the table. I decide to keep walking. Eventually the street touts recognize my face and I feel awkward repeating the same stretch again and again. I stop at Avarin as a majority of the men sitting outside are suitable to my tastes. Small stature, moustaches, energetic attitudes and with a range of different ethnicities. At these shops you don't typically pick your masseurs unless they pull you in from the street themselves. They ask if you want a man or a woman, and you are assigned whoever is free. I'm in the mood for someone short and small as I've found my tastes gravitating toward that more lately, and a moustache seals the deal. I receive all three in my assigned therapist. I opted for a 60 min Oil Massage. I shower, then lay naked face down on the table. He removes the towel and positions it to his liking, ensuring my naked body is still visible to him. The massage itself is quite standard yet relaxing. His small hands are able to work my upper back quite well. Eventually, the topic of a "special" arises. He's cute and giddy. He's Thai, from the North. It's acceptable, so I ask the price. "What will you give me?" he asks, and I just reply with "What are you asking for?" as I tend to set the price too high when making the initial offer. "2000!" he says. Way too much for this caliber. That's the minimum tip at Prince! I laugh and say that it's okay. He negotiates. "You give me 1500?" and I say, "No, really, it's okay." I'm a little turned off at this point so I'm being genuine. He panicks and tries to negotiate anything. "1000 okay!" and I reassure him, "I'll tip you 500 for a normal massage, it's okay, it's still a good tip, I'm not aroused anymore." He is a bit down and continues the massage, it's equally as fine, so the effort is not lessened. Eventually he arouses me again, and I touch his slim body, and confirm I want "the special." He removes his clothes. His body is a bit too slim. Very small stature. I'd estimate 25-28. But he has an incredible ass. I play with his cock which is quite small but acceptable, and he gets semi-aroused. I ask if I can suck him, and he says that he cannot do that. Understandable, but disappointing. I stare at his ass while he oils my cock up and jerks me off with fervent energy. I cum as I cup his ass cheek in my hand, wishing I had my face burried deep inside. I tip him 2000 THB and he is stunned. The massage was a 7/10, the fun in the moment was a 7/10 but realistically a 4/10, so why? Because I liked his energy, it's down season after Songkran and accommodations are much cheaper, and simply because I can. In hindsight, it's too much- we all know that, but leaving a good impression at a new shop is never a bad idea. And later, I'll re-visit Atlas for the last time, and explore a new show on the Soi in hopes of dashing disappointment... stay tuned!

Great choice. This is my go to hotel in BKK because of: - if your room is not on floor 5 (where reception is) then it is very easy to get your visitors in and out, as there are no controls on the other floors, - breakfast is pretty good. Often I am the only farang at breakfast, as the Japanese love this hotel, - location - everything is within walking distance, - many of the rooms come with sexy exposed showers so you can watch your guys for your very own sexy show.

Most of us grew up with it. For some it had been a long drawn out ghastly struggle. For many it would result in even longer bitter memories of the death of colleagues and loved ones. For others it was a mere tangent to history in a part of the world we knew precious little about. For 3 million Vietnamese, they had died where they fought or lived, victims of an illegal war waged as we now know on the mere pretence of enemy action against a US warship. Although the Vietnam War officially ended with a Peace Deal between Vietnam and the USA in January 1973, one party broke the deal. North Vietnam kept up its activities in the South until it fully united the country. Liberation Day was April 30 1975. For Americans it had all started in 1954 with the humiliating defeat of the France colonial army at Điện Biên Phủ. The French general in charge committed suicide and France finally pulled out of its Indo-Chinese colonies quickly thereafter. President Truman had tried to stop the French from returning after WWII only to be met with a firm "Non!" by French leader General De Gaulle. De Gaulle then tried to persuade America to enter the war on its side. This time it was President Eisenhower who said "No". On April 27 he wrote to his good friend Edward ‘Swede’ Hazlett, “Any nation that intervenes in a civil war can scarcely expect to win unless the side in whose favor it intervenes possesses a high morale based upon a war purpose or cause in which it believes. The French have used weasel words in promising independence and through this one reason, as much as anything else, have suffered reverses that have been really inexcusable.” Yet despite Eisenhower's reluctance, with the French finally out of South East Asia the spectre of the "domino theory" had started to raise its ugly head in the corridors of Washington. At the end of his administration in January 1961, Eisenhower’s thoughts about Vietnam being a "civil war" had evaporated and the "domino theory" had gained the upper hand. By this time the United States was providing unwavering support and power to the unstable, utterly corrupt and unpredictable anti-communist government of South Vietnam led by the President Ngô Đình Diệm. Virtually no-one in the USA voiced any criticism of the incompetence of the cigar-chomping Diệm. A staunch Catholic, he promoted Catholic values and permitted that Church exemptions in property acquisition. When in protest Buddhist monks started self-immolating the the streets, Diệm's wife virtually encouraged this by saying, "If Budhists want to have another barbecue, I will be gad to supply the gasoline!" By this time, though, he United States had begun its long effort to prop up the south by financing an increase in the South Vietnam army by over 150,000 troops. Following a coup on November 1 that year, Diệm was deposed. On the following day he was assassinated. The coup had been backed by America’s CIA, the first of the CIA’s many actions during the ensuing Vietnam War, although far from the first of such operations in the region - as the peoples of Laos were well aware. What happened thereafter is less important for we now know so many of the facts. None have been more revealing than those written by Robert McNamara, the former US Secretary of Defense and one of the primary architects of the Vietnam War. In 1995 he wrote an astonishing mea culpa in his book "In Retrospect: The Tragedy and Lessons of Vietnam." He writes, " We of the Kennedy and Johnson administrations who participated on the decisions on Vietnam acted according to what we thought were the principles and traditions of this nation We made our decisions in the light of those values. Yet we were wrong, terribly wrong. We owe it to future generations to explain why."

Yes, a wise man once said don’t follow the general sentiments on this forum but «Go and see for yourself».

The powers to be have obviously been scanning these pages and calculated the future growth based on all the @Olddaddy pending business ventures!

As I have got older, that's another issue that bugs me about paid sex - getting your money's worth. Yes, I know it's a transaction and there should be rules. But now I find when it comes to sex, I hate being limited by "rules of engagement" which I guess they might be termed. I no longer like it being a one-sided arrangement - although, once again, I accept that the boy gets his cash. I also like to take time both before and after. I'd hate it if I had to say to someone, "I paid for an hour and there are 30 minutes left!" Worse would be the boy saying "You've had your hour and I have another customer waiting." But these are merely my views.

This is the most misidentified photo of the fall of Siagon. The building pictured is not the US Embassy. It's actually the top of 22 Gia Long Street (a half mile from the U.S. Embassy. From Wikipedia The image was widely misreported as showing Americans crowding on to the roof of the United States Embassy to board a helicopter.[2][1] In reality, the apartment complex, then called the Pittman Apartments, housed employees of the United States Agency for International Development (USAID), with its top floor reserved for the Central Intelligence Agency's deputy chief of station; the embassy was located at 4 Thống Nhứt Boulevard (now Lê Duẩn Boulevard), about 950 metres (0.59 mi) to the north-northeast. The frequent misunderstanding of what the photograph shows stems from a change made to the photograph's caption at the Tokyo office of United Press International (UPI).] Although the photographer van Es submitted the photo to UPI with an accurate caption, UPI's Tokyo office changed the caption so it falsely read: "A U.S. helicopter evacuating employees of the U.S. embassy."[4] Although van Es repeatedly attempted to correct the error, his efforts were "futile" and he eventually "gave up."[4] Thus, as van Es has explained, "[O]ne of the best known images of the Vietnam War shows something other than what almost everyone thinks it does."

However, the suites have a connec door which allows some noise to penetrate, especially, if there are screeching Chinese females next door. I had to speak to reception! By contrast our moaning was much quieter!

Day 4 in Da Nang – 27 April 2025 Wake up with a subtle headache (hangover) and run over to my favorite breakfast place, An Food to eat my scrumptious : Bò né and drink a power wake up Vietnamese salt coffee. Return to my room to write the 23 and 24 trip updates. Hire a Grab car to return to the VinCom Plaza shopping mall to buy some miscellaneous stuff, get some more VND dong from the HSBC ATM, and eat lunch at Al Fresco's in the mall. https://alfrescos.com.vn/ Hire a Grab car to return to my My An neighborhood and I get out at the famous Bread & Butter bakery to buy some yummy take away treats. I buy 1 Coconut cake and 1 Chocolate mousse. https://www.facebook.com/bnbbakery2023 To appreciate what is on offer, I share the below TikTok video: https://www.tiktok.com/@bnbbakery.danang/photo/7454493383147490568 Relax in my room and chat with many guys on the apps – but I am not in the mood – as one of my ex-Thai boyfriend’s dear friends has reached out to me via LINE and we chat a lot about what happened and life in general. A great sweet guy – he is a sexy dancer at the Alcazar cabaret show venue back in Pattaya. https://www.alcazarthailand.com/ I realize that it is already 9pm, so I hurry up and run over to the Country BBQ & Beer restaurant to eat my dinner. But, I see that the street is blocked off for the upcoming 50 Year National Reunification Day celebrations and a concert and show is already underway. https://ioe.vn/chi-tiet/tap-chi-tieng-anh/vietnamese-reunification-day-celebrating-50-years-of-unity-5-7090 https://www.latimes.com/world-nation/story/2025-04-27/50-years-after-saigon-falls-vietnam-tweaks-story-of-victory So, I seat myself at the BBQ restaurant where I can easily watch the show and be entertained. As the crowd is very big, my favorite dishes are already out of stock and I have to settle for a salad and some French fries. Billboard & Facebook page of the 50 Year Reunification event that I witnessed. What luck – when I was in Cebu – I encountered the annual Sinulog festival, and now in Vietnam I am encountering the 4 day Vietnamese Reunification Day celebrations, where 30 April 2025 is the actual 50th year anniversary – which is also my mother’s birthday (had she still been alive she would have been 80 years old). All of these events brings me back to my childhood, back in April of 1975, when I came home from school on 29 April 1975, and my mother was crying on the sofa and told me – look at the TV son. We have lost. We are losers. Son, this is awful what we did. Fall of Saigon 29 April, 1975 – last helicopters evacuating from the USA embassy I sat on the sofa trying to comfort my mother, as I was too young to understand what was happening – but I knew that it was extremely important by the way my mother was an emotional mess and it seared into my mind this event forever. I share with all of you a video that was prepared by a local Vietnamese drone blogger here in Da Nang of 1975 versus the Da Nang of today, 2025. https://www.facebook.com/urbanistasean/videos/đà-nẵng-1975-2025celebrating-the-50th-anniversary-of-the-liberation-of-da-nang-c/1213598583652633/ So, in December 2019, during my first trip ever to Vietnam, I paid a tour guide extra money to get me up onto that same roof where that last helicopter took off, to pay respect for what we did wrong, pay tribute to my mother, and to have a moment alone in this surreal rooftop. So tomorrow, on 30 April 2025, my mother’s birthday, I will rent a motorbike and drive up to the Lady Buddha temple here in Da Nang to pay my respects to both my mother (her birthday) and to Vietnam – on their 50 year Vietnamese Reunification Day. What a moment to be alive and to live in this moment!! Walk back to my room and call it a night. End of day 4 in Da Nang – 27 April 2025

that summarises neatly everybody's reason for paying for sex

Being 57 with a bodybuilder physique I get plenty of attention from all shapes, sizes, and ages, but particularly young twinks (unfortunately not my type at all) wanting a built daddy! My apps chime away 24/7 when I go to a new region. I do not need to pay for sex at all, it's on tap... if I wanted it! BUT, I have certain criteria about the types of guys I WANT to be swapping sweat with.... These types are similar build to me and few and far between. So when in Thailand I head straight to Tawan, ex The One (yet to get to Atlas) to get my hands on the biggest most muscled bodybuilder type I can find. I am very happy to pay to spend my time with this type of body, which is not readily available in everyday life. These guys seem to really enjoy sharing time with someone similar and fuss over me terribly, I always take posing trunks that may not be my size, style or colour and during our fun give them as a gift, which they really appreciate.. (I've actually seen some wearing them in competition pics, huge thrill for me) In short I pay to have sex with the type of body I like, that is not readily available, and I feel good that I have helped finance their bodybuilding journey...It's not cheap!

This is a rough guide to tipping in Bangkok. It’s cheaper in Pattaya and CNX. It is also cheaper outside Bangkok city centre. 600 THB for a HJ 1000 THB for a HJ where the masseur is naked 1000-1500 THB body to body 1500-2000 THB outside only, Body to body B2B, kissing, HJ ++ but not penetration 1500-3000 THB Penetration

And this is SO SO SO true. There is ZERO marketing on the international stage for: - Pattaya / Jomtien as a gay retirement destination, - Pattaya / Jomtien as a gay tourist vacation destination. All advertising is: - local inward facing, - disfragmented - Supertown (Jomtien Complex) advertises and does marketing ONLY for what is inside the walls of Supertown and ignores the gay venues outside of its walls - like a medieval fiefdom. For Boyztown I cannot remember the last time that I saw any local or international marketing. For Sunee Plaza - no words are needed. I think that the Thai government needs to step in, because the local gay community appears to be lost. Since the Thai government is petitioning to host the 2030 World Pride, that would be an excellent opportunity to put all of the gay places (Bangkok, Chiang Mai, Phuket, Pattaya, etc.) in Thailand back onto the world stage. Thailand should not MISS this opportunity.

Sophia's is great! This is crispy pork with kale. As it is open air, smoking is also allowed (if you are that way inclined). And even better, it is situated in front of Burirom Massage so you can 'study' the guys working there.

Ah, the privacy pillow'. So good to hear it's making a comeback after being used extensively in the long-closed Eros in Sunee Plaza. You can't beat hands-on bar. I used it on many a night when the guys worked on me. When the roles were reversed, lots of the bar guys dispensed with the pillow. Most had no inhibitions at all. I'd chuck wow one guy and suddenly a line would form, all wanting the same. 'Pick me! Pick me!'. So if Gus Bar, and others in JC, are re-introducing the pillow, it will be time for me to go to Pattaya and reminisce with the guys.

I had seen the pillows in "action" when forum member, @emiel1981 came to Jomtien for a visit last year. We were both sitting at The Best Bar (in the outside chairs), when we saw many patrons going in and out behind the curtain across the street in The Club Lounge, now known as, Gus Bar. So, these intriguing movements got the best of our curiosity and we ventured in and to the left of where we were sitting, a happy farang had a "privacy" pillow erected, as 2 young guys were having their way with his genitalia. Later on that same evening, we visited the M Bar, and I personally had to erect a "privacy" pillow, as one of the bar workers pulled out his erect cock for me to touch and play with. I was very timid, as I was with another forum member - hence the need for the "privacy" pillow. But I can attest that when we left, said pillow was not moist. However, I must state that your friend is a true "pillow master". 😜🙈🙊

Day 5 update... AM: For todays agenda I have scheduled another one of the most touristy activity one can do in Bangkok, that is going to Wat Arun and rent traditional Thai costume and take snapshots while my sightseeing guide explain the history of the temple. We were there from 8am-10am just before more tourist comes and before the heat reach its peak. It was 31 degrees Celsius that morning. After the Wat Arun activity, I didn't have any other plans for the day so I went back to the hotel. I've reached my room around 11:00hrs when I saw what's in the corner of my room. Dirty clothes for Laundry!!! With the advise of macaroni21 and seconded by TMax, I went ahead and walked to S.T. Laundry just behind Park Silom. Not a long walk and current Bangkok heat is still manageable. They do THB200 for up to 2.5kg of clothes, but since I came a couple of hours before closing time of 14:00 I can only receive my clothes next day. IF there is no holiday but May 1st is Labour Day the shop will be close so I can collect my clothes only by May 2nd. After dropping my clothes, I went straight to Soi Convent for another street food lunch. Once lunch is finished, I head back to my hotel to freshen up and take a small nap. PM: Plan for tonight is simple, eat dinner and visit some gogo bars. I just had dinner in Patpong Market, got BBQs about THB100 each per stick I devoured three varieties. Once I had my fill I returned to the hotel to freshen up as I feel so icky and smell like smoke. I didn't go out immediately only left by 23:20 as I have decided to first try Dream Boys this time. The stayed for their 23:30 and 00:10 show, with THB400 for the first drink. The SHOW was more energetic, more variety in their program, and was more entertaining but less sexy/sleazy than Fresh Boys, they don't have a shower show. Now the BOYS, the type of boys here has variety ranging from Twinks to Twinks/hunks to Uncle/Daddy type. There are a handful of boys that I can consider my type. I like #55 he's short stocky curly hair with naughty look in his eyes both during the Boy stage display and his turn for Big cock show. #46 caught my eyes, he has a hunky build with sharp mustache/beard looks a bit like a someone from a Mexican TV Soft Opera. #2 is the one looking like an Uncle/Daddy with a nice body in between dad bod and light body builder built. #23 has a manly face hunky with abs but he's bit too slim for me. #94 has a nice built, bit tall have nice pecs but face a bit soft/effective not the rough-looking boys I like. #16 has a face like a matinee idol in the Philippines he have some nice dance moves during the show. I left by 01:00hrs as I plan to see what GOOD BOYS has to offer for their last show. I think it was last year that I was dragged by a tout to see a boy show not knowing it was SCREWBOYS renamed. I was avoiding it as it's mostly if not all Twinks in offer. Anyway when I entered its just about time the show starts and I was seated way in the back. What annoyed me was the mamasans/waiters does not stay in place and keeps on standing blocking our sight. What annoyed me the most is this drag queen with a big afro hair decided to seat with a few customers in front of me, hair blocking 70% of my sight most of the time. The SHOW is more drag and less boys performance turn. The have candle dance, massage show and big cock show. I did not enjoy the show and was annoyed throughout the show duration. The BOYS, mostly twinks with a few with a different body type. #25 is the chubby flamboyant one, since I like chubby ones he caught my eye. #41 has a nice hunky body but I don't remember how he looks like I just had a mental note: Body=Good / Face=Zero. #37/#26/#94 is ok, looks good, and cute as per my notes and I may consider them for an off. In the end, very few from both Dream Boys and Good boys were my type and none are so compelling that I would tell myself to OFF them immediately right there and then. But now since I've seen what they offer, I have added the few boys I like for potential Offs in the future. No Offs taken again today. Ohhh around 3:00 it rained hard until 05:00 hrs.

Yes, but whether you can receive oral depends on the masseur as this act is deeply culturally complex in Asia. Kissing and oral is much more likely if you have a gay masseur. About my suggested tip rates. This is based on what a middle class Thai would pay in the more central parts of Bangkok. Believe it or not many Thais go to the massage places in Silom (but not the bars). In Silom, the masseur will likely quote a higher tourist price e.g. 2000 for HJ, in that case you negotiate down. In Saphan Khwai the prices are lower. There are some people who will insist that locals only pay 500B for full service, while it may happen (especially from the street trade) it is an example of generalising from the exceptions.

As more details are released about the murder, I become increasingly aware of the risk sex workers take on when they accompany a customer to a hotel. Beyond the obvious risk to their physical well being, the run the risk of having their reputations impugned by a dissatisfied customer. I believe we have a responsibility to protect the identity of guys we encounter as required by forum rules. Covenant: The Gay Guides Management takes very seriously the privacy of its members and recognizes the desire and in many cases the need for discretion. Personal information that can be used to identify a member, a user, or a go-go boy or bar boy, whether or not a Gay Thailand member, shall not be permitted. No member shall publish or cause to be published such personal information. A violation of the Covenant shall be cause for immediate termination of Forum privileges.

For me it's less hassles, I do like short hassle free encounters, I don't chase it in my home town as there's not that many guys that take my fancy plus being deep in the closet doesn't help a lot either (that's a whole different story). I can wait for a holiday to Thailand or elsewhere and there I like it short and sweet via the massage shops, plus the extended break helps build up the excitement and expectations. Maybe next trip I might try a bar (not really my scene and mamasans annoy me no end) and take a boy back to the hotel for some overnight fun and experimentation, I do like trying new things from time to time. Not too fussed with using the apps either, I do prefer the first contact to be face to face and go from there. Yes I agree with that and it's much like how I've done things so far

That night, I tried a new restaurant on Banthat Thong Rd which I’m gatekeeping because I want their crab curry to stay under 250 THB. Honestly though, you could eat at any restaurant in this neighborhood and be blessed with a delicious meal. I head to ATLAS completely sober just shortly before 11:00 PM. A few tables, but the energy is even lower than the previous night, and the selection of men smaller and much worse. The cute boy from Myanmar is still there, but even he looks quite depressed. I order a Chang, and take a few sips, hoping things improve. They don’t. All of the tables leave. I drink my Chang as quickly as I can and pay my tab. The mamasan who usually tries to get me to off someone says cheerfully, “see you tomorrow!” and I chuckle and say, “No…” I think the books are closed on ATLAS for me. A total mood killer. Especially since I’ve found other line-ups that DON’T focus on muscle yet have better options; they just can’t compete. I partake in a smoke next door and sit quietly in the Soi wondering if I should call it a night. The energy of a night out has been sucked from my soul. The show and the bar offered nothing arousing, and in fact succeeded in causing me to question if I would be better off as a eunuch. “I’m not here long…” I say to myself. Let’s try again. Across the street I debate visiting #17 again. Too much of a good thing. Do I face the music and go back to Banana and chat with #1? I’ve promised to see him a few times and haven’t yet managed; there may be tension. I decide on a new show, Good Boy. Formerly Screwboys? The selection of boys on the stage are not bad but don’t compare to Freshboys or Banana in terms of my personal taste. #8 immediately stands out as the best of the bunch. There’s one thinner Vietnamese model who is making some very concerning gestures, and I wonder if that attracts anyone. I also notice one of the boys from the big cock show at Freshboys is also on stage here. Drinks are 400 THB, the same price if you purchase one for a boy. The bar is moderately busy but not packed, and the show is average. The models seem more energetic and more willing to attract customer’s attention with sly smiles, winks, or conversation followed by, “buy me a drink?” The energy is much better but my arousal hasn’t returned. The mamasan sits with me, a really nice guy who isn’t pushy at all. He tells me there are many ethnicities to chose. Cambodian, Burmese, Vietnamese, from all over. I ask where #8 is from and he says Cambodia. I find myself drawn to Cambodian men again. I sit and watch the show and contemplate inviting #8 to have a drink, but ultimately return to my hotel alone. I pay for my one drink and leave a tip as the mamasan sat and had a decent conversation with me and I felt comfortable around them. I feel sad knowing this is probably the last night out in Silom this trip, and it was kind of lacklustre. I think Freshboys will be my sole target from now on, with Banana as a back-up. Ideally I’d like a regular but I’ve yet to make a solid connection with a boy. Tomorrow I’ll visit Prince for the last time in hopes of catching my crush Ta Nu in rotation. I see him advertised at Aurora now as well.

He'll tell you but it will cost you at least 15 minutes of some heavy poetting and leftovers of his choice.

As long as they have a working dick, I don't mind!!

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