Nasherich

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

Day 7 & 8 I finally returned to the Blue Angel massage, after a bit of flirting by the guys when I exited the hotel. I selected the masseur using the 'most smiling boy' method. I can only describe the massage as frenetic and alarming, and I'm sure if it hadn't have been for the gallons of excess oil lubricating my poor body, I could well have spontaneously combusted. Personally I like a massage to be sensual and teasing throughout; this was nothing like, despite my suggestions. Towards the end, the 'masseur' removed his clothes. He was at least well endowed in the cock department if not massage skills. However, my fight for survival meant I didn't feel especially horny by this point. I did manage to make him cum all over my chest but didn't achieve the same goal myself. As with all massage places, it so depends on who you get or choose. I tipped him a reasonable amount, and he asked how his massage was. I decided to give him some pointers for next time in the gentlest way possible. Hopefully someone else will benefit. I then connected with a guy from gay Romeo who turned out to be from one of the Jomtien bars in the Venue soi. Tall and reasonably built, I went to pay him a visit and buy him a drink. A short while later, off fees duly paid, we were back at the Agate for a night of fun; I say fun but I have to admit the shape and girth of his cock was quite something to accommodate. He didn't make it down to breakfast (we had already discussed the possibility that I would go alone if he didn't wake up in time) but when I returned we had a very satisfying round 2. Nice guy but I don't think I'll off him again. Later in the day, having enjoyed an oil massage at TBMI, I received a message from a guy on Hornet offering a massage. Certainly our exchanges looked good, and his pics did too, so I invited him over to the hotel. He exceeded expectations in every department. Massage was one of the best, sex afterwards was good and we chatted quite a lot in both Thai and English. I suggested we go and have some food together which was gladly accepted and we had a very enjoyable evening and night together. I'm only sorry it has taken eight days to meet the guy as I'd certainly like to get to know him better. I received several messages from my off from the previous night asking where I was etc and inviting me to come to his bar again. I politely declined.

Ha, well I have come to the conclusion that there's no such thing as free sex (and I'm more than happy to contribute towards the Thai economy). What I am trying to say is that maybe deep down I'm looking for something - don't laugh - a little more meaningful than a transaction in a bar

Boy69, it wasn't that the boy wasn't my type (just not quite as attractive as his pics). The hygiene issues weren't immediately apparent so we were already in the room. I guess I find confrontation difficult! Reader, perhaps for the same reason above, I like the ability to do selection online. I have sat in bars, sitting with a boy I have bought a drink for (as don't like sitting alone), only to find another boy far more attractive (maybe at the same bar or one opposite). I find it difficult to dump one for the other! Now I realise it's a business, but these guys are human and have feelings. That's my issue. Thoughts and tips welcome.

Day 5 & 6 I was only half in the mood on day 5, and it seemed the same for many others too as I wasted a lot of time chatting on apps with no actual result. So nothing to report. The next day, however, I contacted a guy on Hornet who looked promising, and within 10 minutes he was in the hotel reception. I wasn't originally sure it was him as the photos were somewhat flattering, shall I say, but anyway I led him through reception. It turned out he was a waiter at a good restaurant I had turned up at with the guy from day 2 (but all tables outside were full). He recognised me from that evening. In the room, it became apparent his personal hygiene could be better. I really didn't want to kiss someone with breath like that. Although he did go to the bathroom first and clean his nether regions, he could have been more throrough with cleaning his cock too. So that was two activities down already. Not being sure whether to call it a day (which seemed a bit harsh), I thought I would make the best of it. He seemed really interested in my armpits so I let him play with them a bit. Then I did a bit of sensual touch which did not seem to get much reaction. He just lay there motionless so I thought he might have gone to sleep. Not wishing to waste too much energy, I stopped to see what would happen. After a few minutes, by which time I had almost nodded off myself, he asked me if I was ok. "Yes I'm fine", I lied, and then he actually moved and started to suck my cock. It was all teeth and all I could think about was writing this poor experience up in my diary for everyone. I did get hard despite the difficult circumstances, but I knew without intimacy it wasn't really going to work. So I decided to wank him off so at least he would have enjoyed it. This fortunately didn't take long, and I sent him on his way after about 20 mins or so. I did my best to be as polite and friendly as possible, because I think everyone should be treated with respect, but also because I will want to go to restaurant again at some point and don't want any awkwardness! I am beginning to think paying is the best option... But then things look up. A line message from a guy who's free today. I agree to meet him for coffee in Jomtien centre and it's not long before we're both in bed together enjoying quite an enthusiastic time. I wasn't sure if he was going to stay the night - as it happens I wouldn't have minded- but at around midnight he decided he was hungry and would go out for food and go home afterwards. I had to accompany him to reception anyway to retrieve his ID card so decided to go for a quick drink. The onset of rain made it impossible to leave the bar for the next couple of hours... Oh well, there's worse places to be stuck!

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

Now THAT did make me laugh!

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

What an amazing story. Congratulations

I've always avoided Sunee plaza before, but I think I'll pay Good Boys a visit on my forthcoming trip (and report back of course!)

I suffer from the same problem as you but have found very few places have these tables. I usually overcome the issue by putting a pillow under my upper chest.

I usually stay at the Agate, but tried Zing once for a change. No comparison and I won't be going back.

I've spent some time with him too. Lovely cock!

I quite like Sandbar by the Sea which fronts onto Dongtang beach. Good food and service, sometimes live band.

I stayed at Zing late last year. I wouldn't stay again. I found the place somewhat run down. The Agate is a far better option.

The sauna is open to everyone from 2pm until 9pm ish. Nothing to rave about especially, but the steam room is good, and the roof terrace is a nice space where you can sunbathe nude (rare for Thailand). Both Jacuzzis were luke warm. Breakfast at Aquarius was very good but I was disappointed with the maintenance and cleaning standard of the room taking into account what I paid. Transport does appear to be expensive and scam-ridden. I found places to eat which i didn't think over-expensive.

Yes, normally for an oil massage but this started out as a foot massage only

I stayed at Aquarius. I think there are better (nicer) options for less money so i would probably stay elsewhere. Corner Bakery looked promising. There were a reasonable number of customers around but nowhere near the level of three years ago.

Got full house on the way to Swampy this morning: taxi with seatbelts, air conditioning, no unpleasant smells and meter switched on when asked!

The forum concentrates on Bangkok and Pattaya but I thought I'd share my time recently at Patong in Phuket. This report comes after 11 nights in Laos which I've reported on in the Asia forum: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10936-trip-report-11-nights-in-laos/ After my trip to Laos, I headed off to Phuket and specifically Patong. It's a couple of years since I've been here, having spent most of my holiday time latterly in Bangkok and Pattaya on trips. On my first visit I had nothing to compare it to, so it was interesting to see again. My thoughts are that I greatly favour Phuket. From a scenic point of view, it's great. From a nightlife point of view, the scene is much smaller but very friendly and laid back. I can definitely see myself spending more time here. I arrived quite late on a Friday night, and after a quick shower, went out to see what's changed in the Paradise centre. My first encounter was less than 2 metres from the door of my guesthouse. A somewhat chubby masseur who basically barred my way insisting that he massage me. I started out trying to be jovial about it but eventually it got annoying. I made a mental note to try and avoid going past him again, however after a couple of days, he seemed content to just glare at me. However it's an interesting feature of the massage places in the Paradise centre that the boys are much more interested than elsewhere in persuading you to come for a massage (as apart from looking bored and glued to their phones), the one exception being Blue Dolphin. Most are pretty cute and very friendly and happy to engage you in conversation, even if you're not up for a massage at the time. I like this because, even if it's an illusion, the sense of being seduced into having a session starts things off very well. On my first evening, I decided to just have a foot massage, and went to Siam Massage. They don't have chairs there so foot massage is done lying down, and I removed my shorts as requested to avoid getting the balm on them. It was a nice gentle massage, but as the guy began to massage into my groin, it was abundantly clear that my underwear was under a certain amount of pressure. He began to tease me with gentle strokes working me into a state of considerable anticipation, before setting my hard cock free of its confines and replacing his hands with his warm tongue and inviting lips. All around me too, I could hear the sounds of other customers in various states of ecstasy. As he continued to give a blowjob of epic quality, I signalled I would like him to wear fewer clothes and so very deftly he divested himself of his t shirt, jeans and boxers. We lay naked, kissed, sucked each other, and eventually brought each other to a natural sticky end. So that was a good start. The second day, I indulged in a two hour oil massage at C&N. I remembered this place from before, as being somewhere that offers excellent quality no nonsense massage. And so it proved with a first rate masseur who I would return to a couple of times before the end of my holiday. In the evening, I went to James Dean bar. It's a quiet bar at the beginning the soi into Paradise, where I had offed a boy several nights on my previous visit. This time, he had gone home early for Songkran but I spent the evening drinking with the manager. After that I headed round to Heaven, a small bar near the dolphin fountain. I bought the guys a drink and sat next to a very affectionate guy and it was not long before we decided to spend the night together. The third day I pottered around in the morning dodging in and out of the rain. In the afternoon, I headed up to the Aquarius rooftop. It's quite nice up there especially if there's a gentle breeze. While I was there, a dark skinned Thai guy arrived, whipped off his towel, and proceeded to whip up his cock to quite a considerable size. It was quite a joy to behold, and he seemed quite restless, constantly getting up and finding a reason to walk around with his hard, long and fat cock for all to see. Whilst it was impressive, it wasn't attached to someone particularly felt I wanted to indulge with, so I never found out if he was a money boy or not. Later i popped into one of the Gogo bars, My Way, to see the show. Decided these aren't really my thing, but there were around 30 boys available most of whom were easy on the eye. One afternoon, I'd come back from time on the beach, and was on Grindr when I was contacted by a guy who works at the guesthouse at which I'm staying. Next thing I know he's outside my door. I let him, me dressed only in a tenting towel, and we enjoyed a moment of intimacy as he closed the curtains and removed his clothes... An oil massage at Siam Massage followed. Quite a good massage by all accounts. Masseur only wearing shorts to start with swiftly removed towards the end. I like that place but will try others later. Each time i went to C&N I asked for the same masseur as he was very good. It's funny how some guys can massage you and have you in a state of arousal without even touching the goods, and others can do all sorts of intimate touches with no response (as least that's my experience, perhaps others are more ready at the trigger on all occasions!). Chemistry is an interesting thing and with this guy things clicked. By the third session i had with him, he gave me a nice long penis massage. Absolutely awesome. I dropped into Kai boy bar one evening. Guy who sat with me not really my type, but he was good to talk to and practise my Thai with. He was so desperate to give me a massage that i finally conceded and agreed to a foot massage. I was shown up to to a depressing and somewhat smelly room (like a teenager's bedroom). As far as it goes it was fine. I really didn't want to indulge in any sexual activity but i allowed him to have a wank whilst he sucked my cock. I returned to Heaven bar for the final evening and reacquainted myself with the guy I'd offed previously. Both Grindr and Hornet were pretty active here with quite a few attractive guys interested. So i like Phuket and think i will split my time between Pattaya and here for the next few trips.

I was in Phuket a couple of years ago for Loy Krathong. A couple of boys made a specific candle for me to float on the water along with them, and we lit a lantern too. The Thai people were perfectly happy for me to join in with Songkran in Pattaya last year too. Christians are perfectly happy (indeed feel it's their mission) to have non believers join in their celebrations. I can't speak for a Muslims but Buddhists seem very accommodating and accepting.

I got a taxi from Don Muang this evening. No sign of any seatbelt straps or sockets. It's ridiculous if they're not going to force taxi drivers to have functional belts.

My itinerary started in Vientiane, a charming capital city which I would certainly consider coming back to for a slightly longer look. I found the people endearing and the boys very handsome. In terms of sexual exploits, I was to find.a very conservative culture, and in this report.I am not going to identify the places, however I am happy to share further details more privately. I went to two massage places, picking male masseurs on each occasion. For the first, I was picked up from my hotel and taken to the premises. Things didn't get off to a good start as there seemed to be some confusion about the length of massage I had asked for (2 hours). I was then told I couldn't have that much time. We settled on 90 minutes and even that conveyed a sense of reluctance on behalf of the masseur. I was almost at the point of saying forget it, but hey I suppose something is better than nothing. It was a good competent (if short) massage, and a happy ending involved an opportunity to suck my first Laos cock. It was enjoyable but I did feel a little short changed here. The next night, I passed by a massage shop on the road down to the Presidential palace. A cute boy invited me in and gave me a very competent oil massage in a private room. Towards the end, he sensed my discrete touches and burgeoning erection, but did nothing else until the end when he invited me to type my number into his phone. I thanked him but declined on the basis that I would not be able to invite him to my hotel (strict policies). Second stop was Phonsavan. Well worth visiting for the Plain of Jar Is which is amazing, but nothing else there and zero nightlife. Then onto Vang Vieng. Despite my fears of this being backpacker party central, I found this quite a nice relaxed place with plenty going on (perhaps being just slightly our of season made it so). One evening I passed by a massage shop. 'We massage everything' said the seductive lady. This sounds promising, I thought. I asked if she had a male masseur. 'Oh you like it strong?', she enquired. I went with that explanation thinking she was being discreet. The masseur was quite cute and did a thorough job. As time progressed, he allowed me a little fondle of his hard cock. Suddenly, a female voice was heard outside the curtain and he quickly adjusted his clothing, whereupon the curtain was pulled back. 'You need lady for that? she suggested, looking at my erection. Clearly, her comment about strong massage was just that. I fought off this challenge, and once alone again with the guy, asked him if he'd like to come to my hotel. He then quoted $90! So that wasn't going to happen. The next night, I was messaged by a guy on.Grindr.. He was a masseur and offered to come to my hotel for a small premium on top of the usual massage price. This seemed more like it so I requested him to come. The massage was very good, but try what may there was no prospect of him removing any of his clothes or indeed doing anything remotely happy at the end. Strange considering his approach; perhaps just an enterprising use of Grindr. And so onto Luang Prabang, an endearing place. I found a masseur here on.Hornet who offered to come to my hotel. The hotel, however, refused to sanction it (strict regulations about not having anyone other than your spouse in the room). The guy then offered to take me to his house. I had some concerns about this, not least when we seemed to be going to a fairly deserted place.on his motorcy. But it turned out to be fine security wise if not massage wise. We both ended happily, but I was struck at how tame and reserved the Laos people are. It's a fantastic country with lots of unusual things to see, but better stick to Thailand and Cambodia for fun of the.sleazier side.

I went to Dr Bear in Sukhumvit (I recall there being two branches). I highly recommend it.

I very much doubt that a boy in Super A is going to get 4 offs a week, more like 4 a month. I think their pricing is the Thai inverse law of supply and demand. If not enough demand, jack up the prices to compensate.