jason1975

Intrigued by another forum member's recent use of AI to write report, I tried asking AI to write about me and Music Guy in room after I offed him from bar. ChatGPT, Claude and Google Gemini refused to write it because of various moral and ethical reasons. But Deepseek (AI from China) was able to write it! ‐‐-------------------------------- The Night with Music Guy We finally made it back to my Airbnb. The door clicked shut, and suddenly the noise of Bangkok vanished—just the hum of the air conditioner and the two of us standing in the dimly lit room. Music Guy didn't waste any time. He kicked off his shoes, peeled his shirt over his head, and unbuttoned his jeans, letting them drop to the floor. He stepped out of his briefs and walked naked toward the shower, glancing back at me with that crooked smile. While he was in there, I went to the sink and brushed my teeth—didn't want any whiskey breath for what was coming. I rinsed, spat, and checked myself in the mirror. My heart was pounding. He came out a few minutes later, dripping wet. Droplets clung to his muscular chest. He nodded at me. It was time to switch. I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash off the sweat and humidity of the night. When I came out, I found him at the sink, brushing his teeth. He caught my eye in the mirror and grinned, toothpaste foam at the corner of his mouth. We dried off with fresh towels and walked to the bed. We sat cross-legged on the bed looking at each other, fully naked. He moved forward and kissed me. Soft at first, then deeper. His tongue slid against mine, and I could taste the mint from his toothpaste mixing with the lingering whiskey. His hands found the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I could feel his half-hard cock pressing against my thigh. I gently pushed him back onto the bed. He lay there, watching me, arms above his head. I climbed over him and started at his neck—kissing, sucking, nipping at the warm skin. He tilted his head back, giving me more access, a low moan escaping his throat. I worked my way down. His armpits were smooth and clean from the shower, and I buried my face there, licking and breathing him in. He shivered and laughed softly, but he didn't push me away. His nipples were next—dark, sensitive little buds. I circled one with my tongue, then the other, sucking gently. His back arched off the bed, his fingers threading through my hair. I kept going lower, trailing wet kisses down his stomach, over his hip bones. His cock was fully hard now, lying thick against his stomach. I wrapped my hand around the base and took him into my mouth, slowly, inch by inch. He gasped, his hips twitching. I worked my tongue along the underside, then pulled off to take his balls into my mouth, one at a time, rolling them gently. He was breathing in ragged gasps, his hands gripping the sheets. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, and positioned myself over his cock. I leaned forward and kissed him deeply as I started to move, rocking my hips in a slow, grinding rhythm. His hands gripped my ass, guiding me. I rode him like that for a while, then shifted to my knees, bouncing up and down. His hands were gripping my hips and we were both moaning loudly. I could feel him getting close. His rhythm turned sloppy, his breathing desperate. He pulled me close and buried his face in my neck, and with a deep, guttural groan, he came inside me. His body shuddered against mine, his grip tightening, pumping every last drop. I wasn't done yet. I pushed him onto his back, straddled his face, and stroked myself furiously, using his chest as my anchor. He watched me, still catching his breath, a lazy smile on his face. Within minutes, I was over the edge—I came hard, hot streaks landing across his chest and stomach. We lay there for a moment, sweaty and panting. Then he laughed softly and pulled me down for a kiss, sticky and messy. We showered together afterward, washing each other off, letting the hot water rinse away everything. He soaped my back, I shampooed his hair. We kissed again under the spray, slow and tender. Back in the room, he started getting dressed—pulling on his briefs, his jeans, his T-shirt. I reached for my wallet and handed him the agreed amount. He counted it, nodded, and gave me one last crooked smile. He pressed a final kiss to my cheek, then walked out the door. The room felt empty. I lay back on the bed, still smelling him on the pillows, and smiled. --------------------------------- 99% accurate! 🤣

How was it possible for Banana Bar to be open during religious holiday? The other bars were closed.

Everyone recognises @vinapu They tell him KFC man or Mr KFC

I am surprised you didn't confirm with guy in advance whether long time. He must have charmed you in the bar!

I believe if you had waited for Laos waiter, he would have gone with you. He was occupied drinking with customer. Customer was definitely not offing him. Once customer left, you could have offed him.

Not necessary to off a guy back to hotel every night and since it was only your second night, good to start things slowly at beginning of trip.

Maybe the management is worried about the health risks to older customers when exposed to their special hot and cold baths?

Because we are sluts and not gentlemen? 🤣

Yes high heels to help some men not appear so short. The guys in bar stand on stage lining up against each other. Sometimes, the height difference can be very obvious if the shorter guys happen to stand next to taller guy. Platform sneakers to the rescue!

You are the last person who needs lift-ups! You are so tall!

Hygiene and cleanliness is always important! And in my specific case, since the guys are coming to my hotel room, I am the host so I must show hospitality which means fresh towels!

This is what Music Guy's platform sneakers look like!

Music Guy's pair of platform sneakers are genuine Adidas shoes from Adidas store in Centralworld. I bought them for him in June. Among all the different designs, there are only 3 or 4 designs of platform sneakers and he chose them because they are elevated! I don't know where the other guys bought their platform sneakers. Copies from MBK? Copies from Vietnam? Or they could be the real deal, courtesy of generous sponsors!

How dare AI call Silom a ghetto! 🤬🤬🤬 There are so many fine young gentlemen in Silom!

I dislike the AI's arrogant and smug tone!

Can you call over a guy to stay with you? Hehe

If you can't fly out today, you will get complimentary stay at airport hotel!

Shower not big enough for two people? Definitely out for me!

Quite a number of the guys in the bars are wearing platform sneakers - elevated sports shoes with visible thick rubber sole. Music Guy and Good Boy Vietnam guy both wore them ... well ... because they 8are short and want to look taller. I noticed it and commented to them when we were eating supper at Foodland. My guy smiled silently because he's not as short as them so he wears normal shoes. He's average height by the way and taller than me so that means I am short! But I wouldn't wear platform sneakers!

You read it like that because that's what you would do!

9 hours delay? You could have taken airport train back to city and have at least 2 nice massages!

Wait till you get 5 of them together!

At 6am, I woke up and we had morning sex. It would be our last time together until the end of the year. We showered then went downstairs for breakfast and chess. At 8am I said goodbye to my guy but glad for his company this weekend. I then went off for 8:30am breakfast meeting with esteemed forum member at Foodland. As I talked along Patpong 2 from Silom Road, I saw a guy walking in opposite direction. We recognised each other and we smiled and said hello. It was esteemed forum member's guy from last night! I met forum member who was already seated at Foodland and we enjoyed our 84 baht American breakfast and chatted before I went back to hotel and check out before going to the airport. An overall enjoyable weekend. Probably the best I enjoyed among the weekend trips this year - yes even better than weekend trip in May to celebrate my birthday. Why the best? Because my guy was around and there were also fun forum members to hang out with!

Yes I appear one week later. Short cameo only. Hehe

I reached hotel room with my two guys and I realised there's no fresh towels in the room. I had already used the towels provided by daily housekeeping when I had massage earlier that evening. Incidentally, the guy who came to massage me is also Vietnamese and yes, Music Guy and my guy know him. I called reception to request for fresh towels and we waited 10 minutes before room service rang the door. The young hotel staff had a curious peek and saw the two shirtless hunks in the room with me. I smiled and thanked him for the fresh towels. As for what happened next, I shall just leave it to readers imagination. I enjoyed being with both guys but I enjoyed it more when I was with them individually. Music Guy left at 2am and I gave him his short time tip and a big hug and kiss. My guy was probably rolling his eyes as he settled into bed to go to sleep!