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Coco leaves pre-morning with thanks…actually with some kicking of myself. Why? Well, when I planned this trip I wrote “BUTTERFLY” 500 times on the blackboard of life. My well tested sense of commitment to a goal was already on FAILURE ALERT advising me that this guy was one who could erase the blackboard. Anyway he was out the door and I had a number of texts from other models who saw me in town. I booked a 2 hour combo Thai/Aroma massage at Prime. Then went shopping at Uniqlo with a stop at the Food Hall for a sit down pasta meal. When in Bangkok eat like a Roman. Back for my pummeling in the best way possible. The Prime empire has expanded. In the late late 90s I had a massage in the Thai style building at the soi 6 turning point, later the building across and to the right was added to the territory,, then the space adjacent that had been used for laundry was remodeled to be several massage rooms, then this space was expanded in the direction of Silom. As Reader mentioned earlier in another topic, 3 Teen Massage shops, 5 or 6 other brands, and the Prime conglomerate the concentration of massage power located on soi 6 is remarkable. For quantity it rivals Saphan Kwai area. After my brutalization at Prime, I responded to a text from CoCo that I was going to give tonight a pass and butterfly some shows and bars solo (MY BLACKBOARD was finger-nailing across my reserves of willpower). I had a pleasant meal and conversation at the French restaurant in Phatphong 2. Then stopped by the Hot Male and Fresh Boys street level bars to say hello and renew old acquaintances. Minh (speaking of old acquaintances) found me and suggested/urged/implored/did the disappointed bit to get me to drop into Fresh Boys. I said maybe later and headed to Hot Male for memories sake from the Twilight Days where I met Van of many memories and PaulSF. As I was about to go up the stairs the Hot Male pusher/greeter/ went after me with a pitch and questions why I wasn’t already there. Very strange behavior. I went up into the club. It’s been spruced up since last year. Sprucing up did not appear to have enhanced audience numbers. I didn’t recognize the mamasan or any of the managers. I backed out saying I’d be back and weaseled out, headed for the Fresh Boys stair to avoid the Hot Make stairs greeter. At FreshBoys, I observed that many of the “models” were seated outdoors shirtless. Enticing and when Minh appeared out of no where I took his suggestion and went in. Same room, same everything as last year. same mamasan - which is a good thing as she has never failed but to be fun in her exchanges with me, somehow always finding a great seat for me adding a few model suggestions tailored to me. 40 models all lined up in neat numerical order for rotation. Almost as many as Good Boys but with a less over whelming effect due to the room’s larger capacity. As the models were in rotation, mamasan and I conferred and two boys came over to keep me company. Neither would work out for an off…and at some point my blackboard collapsed. I tipped the boys, both nice guys, wishing them well in their careers. Telling mamasan that I’d be back to see the full show, I departed, to find Minh to tell me, Caliban that he is, that had told CoCo I was in the ‘hood and steered me to Good Boys where CoCo emerged in a cloud of blackboard chalk dust. Narrative will now pause as I need to run some errands and a rain storm is due.

On Sunday, I took it easy, kept up with attempt on the gauzy haired former president. There were several texts from boys who using the bar boys grapevine learned I was back in town. I went out on Sunday sight inspections of the ‘hood and found several new hotels and restaurants and more massage parlors than I remember from earlier visits. I noticed a definite bias towards Japanese and Indian tourists. Overall things looked cleaner than my most recent memory. As I was leaving Good Boysat 2am, I palmed some baht to CoCo who I’d been steered away from by the Vietnamese conglomerate. He confirmed he’d be at work by replying to my query with “Yes’ and 8:30”. I used the day to get a 2 hour Thai / aroma oil massage at Prime. After a nap, I headed over to soi 4 to visit with Pao my favorite waiter anywhere in the world, we had a mutual hug fest and caught up.. Pao as the host and real time bar and restaurant manager used to supervise, Reader, PaulSF, another former Forum member, and me as PaulSF presided from a prominent table adjacent to Hot Male Bar I & 2, and across from two clubs by a massage service. Right in front of it was the yellow brick road to take the public through Twilight. The bewitching hour arrived and at Good Boys the mamasan called CoCo over to meet and greet, he was surrounded by an uninvited posse of Vietnamese. My escort from last night had advised me whom to invite to join my table which consisted by himself, his bother, and CoCo. After a few awkward moments I told the mamasan that CoCo and I’d be leaving, his clothes changed, off fee paid and we were out the door leaving several long faces behind. Coco has developed English skills so it was easy to learn some things. First we decided that he wasn’t one to hurry an off so he could return to the club. We started toward Jupiter but got “grabbed” from Banana’s “pusher” in chief, who is an old old friend from Twilight days and so went into Banana where with his prodding and a wave to the host CoCo and I were given prime seats. Not That it was difficult as the club was lacking an audience, “sparse” was the reality maybe 20%. Half women. The show was much the same as the one I saw in May 2023. While much the same as last year, the performers go full out which disperses good energy. Drinks were 400, no cover charge. Chatted with the manager who remembered my other visits in other venues. He told me I had excellent taste in men and CoCo was proof. I suggested we head to Moonlight and CoCo agreed saying “we can go to Jupiter tomorrow”. The hook was in and this fish was willing to be pulled in. Guess tomorrow is booked. At Moonlight, first drink still 500 Thai baht. Same mamasan who was in place when it was the old Jupiter. The pre-show rotation of boys was underway and mamasan gave me background information on many of the dancers, telling me to stay with CoCo but maybe add one of Jupiter’s to the mix telling me that based my past likes.. All this while CoCo is filling in the public record on CoCo. He’s Burmese and fled Myanmar to avoid being conscripted. He’s 37, works a morning / day job at a market. He knows many, many folks, one is in the Moonlight rotation CoCo invites him over. I’m unable to tell if this is impress me or the friend. Friend is Burmese, he and Coco drink and catch up with Burmese comings and goings. Mamasan and I discuss the merits of a Laotian who is just now new to the lineup. Friend goes back to the final rotation before the show. With his shirt now off, I can see his large variety of tattoos, repeat “large”. Show begins and it clearly has been redone and rethought. Babe is the best and most polished dancer and is given two spots to shine. Nicky has more stage time and has almost learned to act and emote. What makes it work for him and the audience is that he knows it is a form of farce and they are in on the one together. Fast paced. One or two divas ( my mind blanks at these and I lose count. Mamasan notices that my back is tiring from sitting on a stool close to the stage and confers with CoCo before suggesting we move to a row with backing to the seats but a prominent visual. We move, it was a good idea, and soon many of the performers are smiling and winking at us - seems CoCois a known favorite of theirs. The gentleman and his companion seated next to tell me that I’m blessed” to have such a stunning lover. I refrain from mentioning we’ve only been together maybe all of three hours. I nod and say thanks. This show is working, the main stars have meshed together and made a connection with the audience (about 60% of the house, a third women). When the intros of the main performers are made and each comes out, Babe waves and smiles at CoCo and they share a mutual laugh across the room. When the stars last bow is taken in the center of the house with a shirt strip, Babe ends up in front of us. He’ll return when the lights some up and say hello and (if he even remembers) doesn’t mention our encounter several years back. My opinion based on only two shows so far - Moonlight has got its groove back. CoCo and I walk back to Quarter Silom. We discuss what we saw, overall opinions are similar, CoCo noting that each management sets its priorities, styles, to attract the best audience mix for its economics. He observes that Good Boys likes a full house and fills it with boys who then compete for the patrons who will buy drinks or the boys. Back at the hotel, CoCo is as stunning as people have been informing me all night. He does voice some irritation that it was apparent to him that I was interested in him and could see that the Viet ground forces has me surrounded like Dien BienPhu. Then he notes that he was able to get a full intelligence briefing on what I liked about stamp collecting and that he could teach me some moves I might like to learn. I LEARNED.

I was on planes most of last Thursday and Friday and, so, didn’t get a chance to read this topic when I saw it and decided is was a must read before updating my return to Thailand report. Much of the second installment is related to club hopping and the changes I noted since I last visited in May 2023. I learned a few things and confirmed some thoughts/suspicions. With a few real facts. Just a walk to Phat Pong@2 tells that from the Weed dealer and pink Wrestling emporium to Foodland a plethora of plethora of bars, clubs including those that feature Phat Phongs traditional welcomes have infiltrated the retreat founded when Sklylight disappeared onto construction dust. I will confirm Vinapu’s Moonlight pricing based on pre-covid pricing experience. I’ll leave other things to my own topic section measuring memories and reality. Memory goes back to the mid-80s where my experience was mainly ar NYC’s Adonis where I knew how to nod and wink and met. Now in a foreign land, I hesitantly (maybe the younger me was nervous) letting a barker hustle me into a club for boys and men with men on stage and on staff. I think maybe from the staff explained numbers to me. I winning b guide k me on an introduction tour that he had given many times prior. There were a number of rooms upstairs where we adjourned for a shower annd jacuzzi and some introductory but advanced credit stamp study. I must have shown some promise as my tutor offered to walk me back to my hotel and to be my guide the next day. Memories My appreciation goes out to Reader, vinapu, and macaroni21 as well as others for making this topic informative. One can never be toooooo old to read and learn.

Well, I made it! Thursday morning United Airlines Flight from San Francisco to Tokyo, 5 hour layover, then more hours on the ANA flight to Bangkok. Arrived as Friday turned into Saturday. Using the benefit of being an ancient and following long time ago advice from PaulSF and Reader I bypassed the general immigration area and went to the monk/diplomat/old fart line. Changed some money and then my bag tumbled onto the conveyor belt. Then through the green channel at customs and down one flight to the taxi stand. Checked my watch and found that it had taken 22 minutes from departing the plane to negotiation of the taxi fee and heading to Bangkok. Quick check in at Quarter Silom. Decided to not unpack but, rather, to see what was up and happening, I thought I’d read that the closing hours were extended to 2am. So out of the hotel, soi 6 had a few guys sitting across from the dark Tawan (need to put the new name into my memory), noted that the Coffeee Grinder Silom space was up for rent. Massage emporia darkened, many with the foot massage chairs occupied by sleeping staff. Patpong was a clatter of booths being dismantled and Tuk Tuk availability being shouted. Tuned onto the next street which features a dispensary much better lit than the ones in California. A bit surprised by the aggressiveness of the “women” at the new bar (I’ll have to get the name and put in my next report). One even grabbed my arm and forcibly blocked me from forward progress - I had to push her away. Hot Male Bar and the grabber for the show were busy, I put off checking out the show which I thought might not be too busy for Mr at 1am. Went to Good Boys which in its former life was always one to stay open as long as possible…it was open and crowded….very crowded. And, I came to understand what it must be like for Vinapu, PaulSF, and Reader when they arrive after a time away. At least 40 boys on stage or in the club. Several were formerly at Banana,Hot Male, etc. and knew me then and the Vietnamese who remembered me well enough to surround me and provide much fondling, kissing, etc. I bought a few drinks and the crew around me expanded - it was clear that the Vietnamese had decided to keep others away and my eyes from wandering, which they were going. A benefit to this was when the big cock show ended and the wandering for tips for wanking headed my way, my Viet security staff blocked them from getting to my person (wallet). All this while, the stage acts kept changing, divas, drumming with personal equipment, more divas, all the boys on stage, and I had a very good back massage. While viewing At 2am, staff start bringing in the furniture that had been outside, lights go up, and it seemed that private going’s on continued. I noticed one table of two straight couples (guessing, which I shouldn’t do) had a dozen boys drinking with them. I tuned down multiple offers of night company, including one boy, who told the manager that I was offing him. I note here that there was one boy who was with another farang . One of the Viets noticed this and did a yeoman’s job of blocking my view. I left when most of the boys were departing, I gave the object of my attention a Vinapu red note with a practice Vinapu tug. His name is CoCo from Cambodia, and we will meet up night. One of the boys who I’ve known for some time insists on walking me back to the hotel. I tell him, I don’t want anyone tonight as I’m jet lagged. He says he understands. We settle on a gratuity for services and we walk back to Quarter Silom. When we pass The Tarntawan he goes to turn there, which tells me that my habits were a matter of recorded memory as for many a year The Tarntawan was my hotel of choice. After a couple of rounds of discussing Vinapu’s stamp collection and two showers. My guest accepted his gratuity, asked for a tip, after hearing “no, tried the taxi tactic. Again no, then we both laughed as I said that if I over tipped the first night in town, the word would get out and my expenses would expand. He laughed pointed out that I’d managed to avoid the off fee and confirmed with another laugh and smile that I was correct in the word of mouth as he’d already had texts about our encounter. We exchanged Line info, and he gave me the bar tag #s for CoCo, himself, and someone he thought I’d like. The sun was beginning to emerge as he emerged from the building. I have not put in his name, real/stage, as he is a Viet who kisses, sucks, bottoms, and tops. Qualifications rarely found over many many years of Viet boy experience.

After two days of deep diving into the Osaka boy agencies, I completely agree with macaroni21 addendum. Example: the pricing table for Chanceosaka.jp demonstrates how pricing can be adjusted by what might be requested, and what might be refunded if the boy cannot meet what the client is seeking. (example: it's a refund of 2000 JPY if the boy can't masturbate for a solo masturbation session). I appreciate macaroni21's noting that tipping is not a Japanese thing. I also appreciate everything being priced out and annotated at length as to the do's and don't's and don't even try. I'll investigate the vagaries of the system in person in abut three weeks and will report. Though among varieties of things on offer and I am open to the two and three person options, I will give the scat possibility a pass (pun intended) .

This answered a question I was about to ask as I'll be spending a week in Japan after leaving Thailand and am planning on trying three of the agencies and had een wondering about the tippling policy or lack of one.

I’ve been absent from this forum for more than a year, it’s time to return to Thailand - which I will on July 12 before heading to Japan at the end of the month. Looking forward to meeting Forum members and meeting up with friends I’ve made over the past decade.

Speaking of Soda Massage, last Saturday afternoon, i counted 34 boys waiting for customers. With three other shops/maybe four, with their own contingents only steps away. Best addition to the complex is the self serve laundromat.

Couldn’t agree more. My main goal was to get to China where my economy fare was $2K+. It was cheaper to go to Beijing via Bangkok and return home via Bangkok (home is San Francisco area). Just checked and saw that fall and winter fares are declining slightly. Even more than slightly forBeijing but that has no value for this forum

I spent the past weekend in Jomtien. I arrived round midnight Thursday after a long travel day from China. Not having been in Pattaya since November 2019 I was pleasantly surprised by the number of bars are the number of people. I offed a boy, had a pleasant time, went to sleep. Thinking about it the next day, I didn’t recall a noticeable number of customers as opposed to the number of boys - but thought it was almost 2pm closing time when I was out and about. I was staying at the Poseidon where there were very few guests (early morning there were few empty key slots in the key rack. Went to the beach stand #28 where there were four occupied chairs. Friday evening I had dinner with a long time friend at Poseidon’s Wine Cellar which has been remodeled during Covid. Restaurant full both indoor space and the patio. Upscale money boys with many of the guests (unprovable observation but based on haircuts and watches/clothes worn). So when I ventured out after dinner where it was bustlingly crowded it was a jolt to see lots of boys on phones and only clusters of customers. Saturday was a repeat of Friday. At dinner my friend reported that Songkran had been very very busy. He’s one of the organizers for Jomtien Pride and would agree that much is hoped for that weekend. He noted that it was exceptionally hot this year and international tourists were down as well as Thai weekenders. For years he was in the travel business and still keeps up. He said the lack of Chinese tourists was significant. I can attest having come via China that direct flights from Beijing are at most two a day. I didn’t go into Boys Town so can’t comment of that part of town.

The Prince…many happy memories

I made a choice in writing the post not to name/number him. He is not the only boy over the last decade who didn’t have a clock and whose watch was from the night market and doesn’t work once it leaves the vendor. Since no upfront cash was involved added to a store of experience. However, I am able to post that #95 waiter (Taron Edgerton) was a more than satisfactory substitution.

Tomorrow (Thursday) at dawn I fly to Beijing for a week of catching up with special friends. I wont know if the Forum is accessible from within the Great Wall of internet curbs. So, I will post a run down of Tuesday and as much as possible about today, Wednesday, that I can write before going off to meet esteemed forum guru reader who has only this afternoon arrived from his secret location in the US. Backing up to Tuesday. This to my mind was a day of being disappointed by others. Originally, I had rescheduled my guided tour of some sites that had been morphing over the past 4 years. Guide due at 9am. 9:30 no show, no message, no call. Grrrrrrr. So I went to my hangout, Coffee Grinder Silom and was cheered up by the infectious camaraderie. I did some walking around this time looking up to observe how Bangkok was expanding upwards. Then knowing I had a 3pm appointment to meet one of the waiters from Freshboys, I did some preliminary packing, adding a Patpong knockoff backpack duffle bag to store things I wont need in China that would add weight needlessly to travels. I’d already decided to return to Quarter Silom when I come back from Beijing via a stop in Pattaya and the hotel tells me with a smile that they will store my knockoff luggage. 3pm arrives and….grrrrr. What is it with me today, did I turn into a toad? No show again, I text and retext. Repeat the morning remedy with a smoothy at Coffee Grinder and a massage at Prime. Around 6pm, 3pm-er is texting that he overslept and could I come tonight and take him from the club. I say no, gently remind him that the idea was me to avoid the 800 THB off fee. I go Silom Center for some exercise and to extract some baht from an ATM. The One currency exchange at Siam Heritage wouldn’t change my $100 US bills as they had the blue laser tag line down the center. Confused as newer Thai currency also has a similar laser line. Cash is one thing, ATMs are another. I like the one at the bank in Silom Center as a human banker will break the larger notes into smaller. I am now getting texts from another Freshboys waiter I know. This one looks like a Vietnamese version of Taron Edgerton (mea culpa, looking for looks). We arrange to end the evening together. As I’m on Silom, I drop by Circus and have a drink with Pao as he works a sparsely populated section. Customers come in, I say good bye and walk over to Hot Male Bar where the Laotian will lavish much needed attention on me. Which they do. The no-show waiter comes over as does the soon to be my evening guest. No-show suggests he get it right on Wednesday. Suspecting that saying yes is easier than arguing as he doesn’t seem to be able to function in the afternoon. Freshboys Mamasan sees her staff in the Hot Male Bar tells them to leave me alone and has a drink, downing a Leo in one swig! Impressed the Laos (and me). I tell tonight’s entertainment that I am going to checkout the show at Moonlight and will come back and off him. He offers to join me, I decline as I want to get there early to check out the rotation as many Forum reports mention that its not what it used to be. Forum is correct. 18 - 20 boys in the rotation, three at a time. A mamasan who once worked with Lucy at the bar across from Maxi’s on Twilight becomes my guide telling me who speaks English, who will do this or that or both. Guys are in long pants and wearing. black Moonlight T shirts. Three of the guys wear glasses. Three cheers for the myopic (I one of them). One guy, from the far south of Thailand, appeals to me. Mamasan has him come over and Huc (#38) reeks of charm,smiles broadly, and is well constructed on the tall side. After some conversation, I tell him, I’m already committed for tonight. I give him some red notes and receive a hug and a kiss. He is off, Iask Mamasan where the crowd is as it is almost 10 and it’s more than sparse. Guess I should have checked with Google and not the Hot Male Laotians as Moonlioght has a 10:30 show time…Mamasan says it really starts at 10:45. I decide to leave and pick up my waiter. At Freshboys, I decide to watch the end of the rotation and with my waiter now seated next to me, and my no-show hovering, I see #7 (see Sunday’s report). Smile and he joins our grouping which includes visits from Mamasan. #7 still is as striking as before and still as young looking. Decide I will survive without some diva acts and pole ringing cocks, I say good bye to #7 and as I go to give him some red notes, he nudges my hand away and says “no, you have good heart, thanks” and returns to the rotation. Waiter Taron Edgerton and I depart. He also knows the hotel. We have a moderately active time together and I receive a massage post release. In normal Viet style there are something’s he wouldn’t do, I knew that would be the case, so a good time was had by all. As he was leaving, in trueVIet style, he asked if I could give him some extra baht so he might attend a basketball tournament in Cambodia. In my style, I said, sorry but no. And I went to bed.

In my return to Bangkok report on the main Thailand forum, I praised the gay friendly Coffee Grinder Silom. I repeat my comments here. The shop is located immediately to the left of Tawan, I found it to be friendly,welcoming, incredibly clean, and managed with an ebullient charm by Paco and Phillipe. Pastries are made in house and change daily. The cafe also features made to order churros. I can’t say enough good things about the artistry of the barista - who has won me over to his iced green tea with honey and in heat of the afternoon a fruit smoothy. Coffeegrindersilom@gmail.com.

The Coffee Grinder is next to the relocated Tawan. The Tawan men and boys are friendly to Phillipe and Paco. They keep the coffee shop open until 9 just prior to bewitching hour. They told me this morning that they have four rooms in their building that can be rented. One can wonder and speculate (and probably be correct) on what the rooms were used for in the past.

My body decided I need to sleep in after I’d said good bye to #10 Sam. When I did wake up - thanks to the miracle of jet lag it was still only mid morning. I had breakfast in the hotel - fairly standard but I noticed that there is some experimenting such as cheesy potatoes, Italian chicken, etc. The western basics are never warm enough scrambled eggs and Thai versions of corn flakes and puffed rice. The main thing on my schedule today was originally a tour but since my four hand massage had been confirmed, I put off the tour until tomorrow (Tuesday). Guide was happy as he had another client who wanted his services. WIn/Win. My toes and feet were showing some wear and tear and when I was at MBK I wandered about looking for the shop that was my Bangko base for pedicures. Gone, gone due to covid. So I did what any responsible pedicure-ist would do, I asked Google. He/She/It/They made suggestions and one, Nailosophy, was nearby on a Sala Daeng side alley. I walked into a small crowded shop. The manageress, a bubbly young woman, welcomed me and plunked my now shoeless and sockless feet into some bubbly hot water. I, the only male in the vicinity, was then ignored for 20 minutes while the staff worked with four other clients who were in various stages of selecting polish for their nails (hand and toes) and the designs and colors of said extremities. In addition all had their attention drawn to televised election results. I mention this as whenever the video showed Pita Limjaroenrat, the leader of the party that used orange as its color, was shown, an almost sexual sign went up from the the depths. I suspect the fact that Pita is handsome and sexy might have had something to do with the reaction as a “desire” for change. Eventually, my feet were tended to and my nails were added to the options for improvement and the cost was 700 THB about a third of such service at home. Recommended. On much improved feet I wandered around checking out the marijuana shops - the number of them and the size and location. Coming from Berkeley, a California city that 20 years ago instructed its police not to enforce marijuana prohibitions and was one of the first to approve sales and shops, I was still surprised by how the shops here seemed to be everywhere. It might be the “hood” but it’s there. Wondering what passengers on flights from Thailand were now screened for. Must drive the drug sniffing dogs to madness. The rest of the day was another nap, some swimming, and a return to Coffee Grinder - which was closed but the owners were doing some clean up so there was a chance to learn some more. The owner/managers are a couple Phillipe and Paco from France. Phillipe is the baker who creates various fresh pasties and cakes and encourages his customers to try some on the spot fried bread options (tastes way better than I can describe it). Note this shop became my morning staple for a beverage and pastry and an afternoon stop for a smoothy. As the sun went down, I headed to K-Man Spa via BTS for my meet up with Sun. There had been some back and forth as to confirming that the third would be Fin. Neither Sun nor I were confused but the Spa texted to make sure what I was looking for could be arranged. Finally, Sun explained to the manager that the shop would get the business but the arrangements had been made without their active involvement I arrived, Sun was waiting, the manager on duty explained the charges (1000 THB for a couples room for 2 hours, tips up to me). Once in the room, I had a shower (down hall), passing one other client and therapist on their way to their space. Fin arrived. Massage begins….and, like a bad dramatist, I will draw the curtain on our activities. I have a limited imagination but will note nothing was left to the imagination and I also had a good massage. One of the only times I’ve been exhausted by a massage. For the accountants - I tipped each what I paid #10 Sam for short time. THB well spent. Back to Silom with the intention of catching either Moonlight or Jupiter’s show. It started to rain as I exited the BTS. Reaching soi 4, I decided to get out of the rain and get some food. Three steps into the soi and the champion grabber grabbed me and took me to Circus telling me that Pao was back. Long timers on this forum, will recall an earlier time when there was a place called Twilight and at the fulcrum point was a drinks and food spot called Maxi’s. Positioned so that both public and employees of the many clubs and venues would pass by, smile to regulars at Maxi’s, chat, have dinks bought for them and by them. Delightfully presiding over Maxi’s was the owner assisted by his waiters led by Pao. Not only was Pao a source of information, a postal box to pass messages to regulars, but he was so incredibly handsome and sexy in the most down to earth manner. He was, damn it, straight. I know I lusted after him more than any off. Then Twilight began to evaporate, Maxi’s announced its closing and Pao told the customers that he had invested in a farm back at home where his parents and son lived and would return there. We lost touch, Covid came, word drifted that Pao was back in Bangkok as his farm had failed because of covid preventing him from transporting his fruit and produce. I’d mentioned this on Sunday to the grabber, who told me that Pao was working on soi 4 but was back at home as his father was sick with cancer. (Amazing what one can learn from folks!!). That lengthy preamble out of the way, the grabber propelled me to Circus and a reunion (joyful) with Pao. I realize such stream of consciousness babbling on my part isn’t what readers necessarily want to know. BUT for many years, this man was the center point information, hospitality, charm, and steady handsome integrity. (And lust object). We had a great time catching up while he was tending to his job. Thank the rain gods for having me turn on soi 4. Leaving I thanked the grabber who propelled me into Banana, business is business. Same positive welcome, reinforced by the tips I’d left the night before. Better seating, completely different show than the one I’d seen the night before. Lots more male to male lip syncing, plots,etc. As two staff placed my hands on their private places, I could see the room was again full, significant number of women. One table ofAsian high rollers (bottle service) was occupying Madam Lucy’s time and attention but not completely as she spotted me and was over for a kiss. Knowing the drill, but not resisting,I knew a tip would be expected. It was given once I freed my hands. This had been an extraordinary several hours. Exceptionally exceptional massage service. Reuniting with Pao, then some enjoyable time at Banana. On my way back to the hotel, I thought I should get the number of my Sunday night off from Freshboys, I did, it is #7. Quan one of the waiters at Freshboys offered to go to my hotel. We go back with some history and arranged an afternoon meet - which avoids the higher off fee for waiters (800 THB). Immediately went to sleep once I was in my room. So exhausted physically buy buoyed by finding Pao, I fell asleep/passed out.

Thanks for the comment. I tend to write my stream of words in one go and hit send. The James Beard Reference continues a tradition of honoring Foodland for its 24 service and great pricing. When after almost two decades of being away, I was pulled into the life of Bangkok by a blog post called “Dancing with the Devil in the City of Angels”. It can still be found on the blog Sawatdee Gay Thailand and still has relevant information. Also know that certain forum members have met up when travel coincides with life and certain references are like inside baseball. I plead guilty. If you have time, it can be enlightening to look up trip reports from Vinapu and Numazu (who frustratingly stops reports in mid dramatic moment) If there is confusion where clarity would help, DM me

The rate I mentioned was for a much in demand diamond among gems. Other short time pricing in Bangkok seems to hover around 2000 THB. I’m told that Tawan is asking 4000. I will do my best to check that out. A decade ago I recall that 1200 was common.

Sorry, an internet interruption stopped my progress…so I went out to lunch back where I left off Rafael (#10) told me his name is Sam. He is from Cambodia (what other ASEAN natives do I need for a conference?). He is ruggedly gorgeous with a generous smile. I never connected with #15 but tipped him and thanked him for sitting with me. Sam agreed quickly to my offer to check out my hotel. We stopped at the new 7-11 and he picked up some food and water. Nice time getting to know one another in the room while he was eating. He laughs and smiles a lot. He, as with my first off of the evening, knew the hotel and how everything worked. He asked what I wanted to do, and I told him my evening so far and said I’d like him to take care of me. Which he did very well - after we were both exhausted there was no rush to leave. So ends Sunday.

It is Monday morning and my scheduled activity has been postponed. Which gives me some time to describe Sunday. I woke early after an almost normal night’s sleep. Must have been the one hour massage with Sun and two more at Prime. I opened the Forum and responded to comments and questions and also to the private messages. It appears that Sun has provided favorable moments for a number of us! I also read TotallyOz’s summary of the clubs and decided he was setting a trail that I might follow. Awake, I had the breakfast at the hotel buffet. Many nice touches but the scrambled eggs are cold. This morning I dined it ting buy the windows that look out on the pool. Some very nice eye candy. But reality intervenes and I headed to the BTS and went to Mo Chit for the weekend market. It’’s only 9:30am and it is very HOT (in the heat sense). Picked up a few scarves and trinkets for folks back home. When the BTS stopped at Siam, I decided rather than an immediate transfer I’d walk around Siam Paragon. A few empty spaces, amazing display of automotive extravagance. Back on the way to the hotel, I stopped off at Coffee Grinder (see above) and had another smoothie. Several tables of folks, very gay. One gentleman and his extremely handsome and fit young companion, a table of friends of the managers and the usual cute staff. Some gay cutting up and cheerful banter. I was there for more than an hour and suspect I’ll be back. Rain started around 4 or 5 and I went out to change some $$. The hotel staff insisted I take an umbrella as it might rain again…it did. Since I was out and about without having had lunch I went to the James Beard Award winner restaurant known to many of us, and dined for a pittance. They have lowered the breakfast cost to 84 THB for early risers. After returning to the hotel and returning the umbrella, I set out to check out some clubs projecting to visit all the major ones by Wednesday (reminder this is Sunday May14th). But before I went out I was caught up with watching the election results come in and how they are reported. Not understanding the politics, let alone the language, I guessed at who might be from what party. Around 8pm, I decided it was time to get going. On my way to the Street of Boys, I passed a voting station where the ballots were being counted in the open for all to witness. Participatory democracy in action. On entering the street I was spotted by the Lao who has long been associated with Hot Male and known by sight to many of us. He introduced me to his co workers and I bought some drinks. One of the grabbers/hosts from Freshboys remembered me and joined us. The uniforms have been up scaled from black shirt and pants to colorful vests and ties. He told me that the show would start around 10 but that the boys were on stage. Since I really don’t care about the show, unless it is happening, I went up. The Mamasan called me by my name and ushered me to a center seat. House was about two thirds full. Large contingent of boys in white shorts and shirtless. Mamasan chatted about the changes covid made and that it was nice to see the old timers return (my term as I am old with a repeat history of visits). If you read above about my terminated negotiation with”Bird” you might remember that I am a sucker for the handsome. Well, or maybe WELL, one boy in the rotation met my visual high standard criteria. Mamasan always alert to a sale/pleasing a customer answered pertinent questions. Gay - yes. Does A & B - yes. I invited him to join me and he confirmed all the Mamasan told me. I asked his age as he looked VERY young. He said 23 and ID confirmed this. HIs name was head as Wile. Struck by his handsomeness I forgot even think about remembering his number. I asked for certain services, he smiled, and agreement reached. His short time was 2500 THB. A bit more than I am used to but I was momentarily in passionate love, We escaped to Quarter Silom, where he knew the layout of the hotel, how the various bits and pieces of the room worked. I played voyeur as he hadn’t lowered the shade covering the glass wall between the bathroom and the rest of the room. He is from Myanmar - and is incredibly well endowed. I mention this most of the Myanmar spa photos on the forum from Myanmar show the well endowed. Maybe they aren’t phot shopped. He certainly wasn’t. He proved that he did A+B+etc. It was a very good time that I’d be happy to repeat. In a moment of post activity bliss we were discussing stamps and he asked where I was from. I told him, he then said he has customers from the US, China, Japan, Singapore, Germany, Turkey, India, Cambodia, Vietnam, Dubai, and some others he couldn’t remember their countries. Yes, clearly he has reason to know my hotel and probably manny others. Class act. He departed (probably for another immediate off) and I opened my IPad to find a message from a distinguished Forum member who also was an admirer of Sun going back to when he was at Bangkok Massage. We chatted and I mentioned that I was hoping to hear from Sun about a 4 hand massage. Distinguished Forum Member (DFM) said he would Line Sun and vouch for me. Ten minutes later we were all tasking and options for a third party were narrowed and one selected, he confirmed and DFM detailed his experiences and approved the choice. All arranged. Thank you Forum for helping. It is barely 10pm so I head out to check out Jupiter. Never got that far, when I reached Banana the grabber grabbed me and gave me. Hug and kiss. We go way back from when he has the same same task for Hot Male on Twilight. Given the reception at Freshboys and here, I was pleased but realized I wan;t anonymous and the word (whatever that is) would be out among the boys. So I was ushered into the remodeled (from my last trip) Banana and turned over to a Papasan who remembered me from Hot Male on Twilight. Two of the boy from the rotation came over remembering me and I remembered them. Both Viets. I bought them drinks and chatted as much as possible (my Apple Watch was warning me that the decibel level is so high that I could go damage my hearing if exposed for too long. Banana did. Really nice rethink of its space. What was the upper level with its own show is now the prep area for the performers, The outdoor area was enclosed creating a large indoor space with room for stage with a staircase for the performers to enter from. Shower was in progress, handsome Canadian gymnast (who I would have offed but he was already claimed), lots of lip synching, some diva singing. House was packed with maybe 30 percent female audience. Sitting with my Viet friends there was lots of room for hand action. The Papasan in regular attendance recalling earlier visits he remembered me from. Lucy did not even acknowledge me but then she was busy as more women were arriving around the time the rotation started up again and dealing with a very intoxicated woman who passed out for all to see and the wait staff to move to the bar area. Boys in white shorts and shirtless for the rotation, several appealed to me. Banana has really upped its game. When I left the house was packed, boys were being offed, and more folks coming in. While enjoying the handsy hands on experience, decided to head out to Screwboys. I tipped the Viets, thanked the Papasan, and tipped the greeter/grabber promising to return. On to Screwboys. Once in it was funereal. Only two tables of customers and 8 boys many looking the worse for wear. If the devoted reader scrolls back to my mention of a couple at the coffee shop earlier in the day, it was touch on the fact that they were one of the other tables. The young companion recognized me, smiled, and offered a vodka shot. I declined and he wrapped a banknote around the shot glass and invited the performers to drink. This was more interesting than anything on stage. Another place where the Mamasan reminded me of former visits and promised to let Yoyo know I had stopped by. He isn’t working there, not sure if he is working anywhere. I bolted without finishing my drink. Went up stairs to Hot Male. No one here recognized me. NIce change. Given a center seawhile the rotation was. In progress prior to the start of mid-night show. The guys were in jeans and some were shirtless. Very masculine appearing group. One of the guys on my entering struck me as looking like Rafael Nadal. Tall and well formed. Another also appealed to me. I asked the waiter to give each a red note. He confused who was to get what to the amusement of the boys and the other waiters. When the rotation ended both came over and sat with me. Rafael (#1

And we all are grateful you are still here…except you’re not here in Bangkok which would make many things better.

Soi 4…I stand corrected as my hotel is part of soi 6.

Now, where did I leave off? Oh, right, I was in recovery from Sun’s ministrations. Today was still Saturday which was part of the election eve shut down of bars - the bars were ok to open but couldn’t sell alcohol. Anticipating this I had been in Romeo dialogue with a money boy about sharing the bar shutdown - thinking we could learn about stamp collecting. This conversation was going well until I enquirer as to his desired level of recompense. I decided to go solo. Yes, I have a weakness for the well formed who are handsome, Unlike, Vinapu who tells us he likes axe-murder types, I have a weakness for other types. “Bird” posted a series of photos to me that showed he was capable of being photographed. Our video call confirmed it. But his idea of recompense was at the level I put out for an evening with Babe (yes, that one) prior to his surgical procedures. So my night was now open and i did what any rational jet lagged massaged to bliss guy would do. I took a nap. I woke about three hours later and decided since I was staying next to Prime Massage what better to do for myself than two hours of foot and Thai massage. No wait, excellent idea, I complimented myself during the foot massage, then as my back was bent and my limbs pulled from their sockets, I knew it was the right choice. Leaving, I strolled to the areas where I’d normally go in the evening. Dark, dark, dark. From Surawong to Silom on what I term the street of boys, only the French Kiss restaurant, the marijuana shop, and the NY TImes Best of Bangkok restaurant were open. Only the dining spot had any customers. I wandered over to soi 6 which was dark. Only the massage shop on the left hand side was open with 6 boys looking at their phones. I had dinner at the German Restaurant and great conversation with the owner. There were two other customers inside with the air conditioning, and several outside in the heat. I saw numerous tourists, locals, voyeurs taking pictures of the darkened street. I returned to Quarter Silom alone to learn from @UberFacts that May is International Masturbation Month. So I celebrated.

It is definitely new. Unquestionably gay, flag, management team check all the boxes. And the young wait staff are very cute. It’s my refuge when the temperature hits the mid 30s (94F) and the drinks are cool Sign of change as i remember this location as having been a gay club with boys wearing numbers and then pre-Covid as a massage shop.

Your impatient patience was noted and a report has been filed. I probably misnumbered one of our rules.