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Finally! I got my first "Get Lost" vote. Thanks FossilGay! I knew I could count on you LOL!

Day -57 to -7: A goal without a plan is just a wish This report really starts the day after I get back from my previous trip to Thailand last June and July. That trip was a lot of fun and emotional in so many ways, that I just had the urge to come back as soon as possible. I had the opportunity to take a week off in September, and there was no question where I would be spending my time in. So I booked my BKK roundtrip airfare for $650, which is cheap, and indicative of the low season. In the past I like to alternate my trips, with one trip being all about sex, and another trip being all about exploring. Touring during a sex trip is fine, but is not the main focus, and vice versa. There is so much richness in Thailand that focusing on just one thing does it a huge disservice, at least for me. So my 2016 has been as follows: December-January: Touring, February: Sex, April: Touring, June/July: Sex. I left the last trip nursing a huge infatuation with Cambodia Boy (CB), and I am eager to see him again this September. We’ve been talking to each other almost everyday about my next trip. One thing is clear: he wants me to go to Cambodia. This serves multiple purposes. For one, I’ve never been before, and I am eager to visit this burgeoning destination for people like me, who tour for both the sites and the boys. And another, September is in the middle of the low season so for CB, its the perfect time to go back to Cambodia, since there are not a lot of customers getting his services in Thailand, so staying in Thailand during the low season is probably getting too expensive for him. Plus it is a chance for him to see family and friends. CB has been telling me that during low season, Jomtien Complex is usually a ghost town during the week. CB has been Line-ing me almost every day about the September trip. He wants to keep the flame alive and knows that he has something good going with me. He’s been telling me that the low season has been tough on the boys. Most his Khmer friends have gone home to wait it out, since living back in their country would be cheaper, even if they weren’t working, especially since they weren’t getting any customers back in Thailand anyway. CB shares a room with 4 other Khmer money boys, and sometimes in the weekends, after a night of clubbing in the USA where I live, I will get a video call from him in his room when he wakes up around noon or early afternoon. Oftentimes I would see his roommates still sleeping, in various states of undress, not bothered by him chatting away with me on speaker phone. I've asked him a few times if they mind the noise. CB tells me that they usually can sleep through anything. I guess that’s a good trait for a Money Boy to have, since one of the occupational hazards is sleeping in different beds with different partners and different circumstances almost every time. So being heavy sleepers is an advantage. Most of our conversations early on are about our own work. I tell him about what I do and my current challenges and frustrations I have with my 9-5 job. Sometimes I video chat with him in the office, or in the car while driving, and he is always interested in seeing how I live. He tells me about his own struggles, generally at first. But it soon devolves into bitching about his current customers. While a lot of his offs have been only short times, he does have a good number of customers who get him long time, often multiple days. Knowing how charming and accommodating he is, I know he can convince anyone to get him long time offs. So at some point during a long time off, he develops certain dislikes with his customer, and he tells me all about it. Some of his complaints: bad smells down there, cheap with food, tries to kiss him in public, wants sex three times a day. Being privy to this information was both interesting and perverse. I like getting a peak into his daily tribulations as a sex worker, but sometimes worry about his well-being when I hear about the bad stuff. As the weeks grew closer to September, I start asking him about what we can do in Cambodia. He tells me about Phnom Penh and how dissimilar it is from Bangkok, about paltry the gay options are in the city, about the lack of gogo boys and bars, and how small it is. He tells me about Siem Reap and the must-sees, about the numerous times he has been with family, friends, starting when he was little, and again how small the city is compared to Bangkok. He knows I like Bangkok, and try to temper my expectations about his home country. I assure him that I will be open to whatever and wherever he takes me, and assure him that I am just glad that I am spending time with him. I try to lay out expectations for the trip with him. I ask him if it is OK to see other boys while he was with me. He says yes, but wants me to have an actual separate bed for him in case I need private time with the boy. He does not want a repeat of last time where he had to sleep out in the couch that time I had Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG) over for the night. As narrated here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10424-bangkokpattaya-june-july-2016-trip-report-to-butterfly-or-not-to-butterfly/?p=94143 I tell CB I can only stay 9 nights this trip, so planning is crucial. I decide to spend three nights in Phnom Penh, three nights in Siem Reap, and then a final three nights in Bangkok. I wanted him to be with me all 9 nights. He agrees and said that he wants to me a good time in Cambodia. So I plan the trip like this: U.S.A. to Bangkok - I booked a round trip from the USA to BKK the day after I got back from my July trip for cheap. I did not know then that I will want to go to Cambodia. Bangkok seems to be a good base to travel the rest of the Indochinese peninsula anyway, and the airport will have flights almost to anywhere in the region. Bangkok to Phnom Penh - I then book a flight for both of us from BKK to Phnom Penh. The flight gives me a 7 hour layover from my previous flight from the U.S.A. Bangkok Airways had a good rate for 2500 baht per person. Since I will be jet-lagged, I book a day rate stay at the Novotel Suvarnabhumi Airport Hotel so I can use my 7 hour layover to sleep and shower before Cambodia. I tell CB that I want him to stay with me at the Novotel so we can “rest” together. The room is a pricey 4200 baht, with access to the 24-hour buffet, but it is walkable from the airport and I figure getting some decent shut-eye to sleep off the jet-lag, and some personal time with CB will make it worth it. Once in Phnom Penh, I book an AirBNB property in the center of the city for $50 a night for a 2 bedroom with 3 beds, perfect for a third (or more) staying the night . Phnom Penh to Siem Reap - I book a Cambodia Angkor Air flight from Phnom Penh to Siem Reap for $70 per person. Reviews online look good to mixed, and the flight schedule is pretty good, so I am content with the purchase. I get the Rambutan Hotel Resort for Siem Reap, the Suite with one queen bed and a single bed, again for extra boys, for $60 a night. Possibly overpriced for its class, but it is gay friendly, in the middle of the city, and is well-known and well recommended in the Thai boards so I figure why not give it a shot. Siem Reap to Bangkok – To get back to Thailand to finish off my stay, I book two AirAsia tickets from Siem Reap to Bangkok for $109 each (Flex fare with baggage allowance and a meal). Lastly I get a 2-bedroom, 2 bathroom condo rental from AirBNB along Surawong Rd, close to the Tawana Hotel, for $60 a night. 2 bedrooms and 2 beds means 2+ boys. I had great experience with the two condos I got from AirBNB last time I was in Thailand, so this was a no-brainer. So all my two+ bed accommodations reserved, all four flights booked, and the company of a sexy and handsome boy, who is way excited about me taking him to Cambodia by air, secured, everything seems to be all set. I am good at planning at my job, and I think am even better with planning my vacations. Little did I know that things will not go as planned, AT ALL, this trip. More next post…

Apologies for the #pollfail guys. As pointed by numerous above, the poll was worded poorly. Never mind though, as mostly voted "YES", and some "NOs" may or may not have meant to tell me to not write. I was hoping for a "Get Lost" vote but no one seemed to want me to leave haha. Maybe when people see what I write about they'll tell me to Get Lost. There is certainly a lot to write about Cambodia, non-sex wise. I am definitely going to post about food, because I had a lot of it, and it's very cheap and good in Cambodia. It can be very cheap and good in Thailand too, relative to what we westerners are used to paying. There are certainly a lot of sex opportunities in Cambodia. Maybe just different from Bangkok, and certainly on a smaller scale, perhaps due to the relative size of the country. And no vinapu, I wasn't more chaste in Cambodia. I was the same old horny bastard as I always am. There will be sex talk, just not the usual kind. Thanks ggobkk. I'm glad our paths crossed last week, and I had the chance to meet you, as well as other posters, albeit for short time. I wish i had more time to talk to you guys, but circumstances and present company would not allow . It's always nice to talk to posters who contribute to these boards. Thanks for the kind words. Based on the replies and votes (even with the confusing wording), I guess that means I'm going ahead and writing this report. Thanks for the feedback. Keep them coming as I write about my experiences. It makes me want to write more if you guys participate and join along the experiences with me .

This is my 11th 10th trip to LOS and the plan is me spending three nights in Bangkok, after spending three nights in Phnom Penh and three nights in Siem Reap. This is a (quick) late summer getaway for me, and its not as long as my previous trip report, shown here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10424-bangkokpattaya-june-july-2016-trip-report-to-butterfly-or-not-to-butterfly/ Background: I’m 35 34, Asian American, and have an 8-year relationship with a great guy (white, 33). Why do I go to Thailand? Well, I’m a horny bastard, and believe or not between my bf (sex life still there but has declined), occasional Grindr and Scruff hookups, and the random trick in West Hollywood gay bars (I live in SoCal), I need more. I am intoxicated by the sex industry in Thailand, and fascinated by their lives and try to make friends with the money boys and locals (copied and pasted from previous trip report ). But before I actually go ahead and go full throttle in writing this trip report, I wanted to see if there was actual interest in me writing this one. Having just finished the trip, it's very sad for me to say that, unlike other trip reports, this trip does not have a lot of sex in it. OK, there is some sex, but mostly with one, maybe two guys for the majority of the trip. Now I know everyone here is a horny bastard (maybe not true, but most of you for sure), so it might not be interesting if I write about mostly non-sex stuff (like maybe touring, eating, shopping) that might not be the main interest of the participants and lurkers of these boards. Maybe I am wrong? So before I put some energy into writing my mundane experiences, I put up a poll for you guys. If I get enough positive replies, then I'll continue the report. If you tell me to get lost, no harm no foul, I shall just continue to lurk and enjoy other's posts, and maybe wait till my next sex trip to write about the sexy stuff. Please participate in the poll, and also maybe reply to the thread about how you feel about a trip report with mostly mundane boring stuff. Pictured: somewhere in Angkor Wat

I made it to Phnom Penh! Tonle Sap, the sunset, and some shirtless soccer.

Yup it's literally called "Fake GPS". It's only on Android devices with Google Play though, I don't think you can do that on iOS on an Iphone. I could be wrong. All your apps will point to the geolocation that Fake GPS is set to. I do have almost all the apps on my phone in case one or two apps are more popular in a particular country or city. I open all of them at least once to push my profile in the location, and gravitate towards the one that gets the more hits. Invariably, Grindr works best for me for some reason. Not always, but often enough for me to preferential check it. Amazing tips, thanks Moses. I saved this in my notes in my phone . THANK YOU. OK, you guys have convinced to go to Tonle Sap. I asked Gareth if it is possible to squeeze it in. I am waiting for his reply. Great advice about the car vs. Tuk Tuk. Car all the way i guess. Coffee to me is important, so Brummbaer, these are brilliant suggestions, thanks! Yes, sightseeing is the primary goal to go to Cambodia. But any working boys I encounter, even if they are inferior to their more seasoned exports in BKK and Pattaya, will be welcome. Grindr may yield me some free boys as well. If all else fails, I am importing my Khmer friend from Pattaya and he will be there for any horniness that may happen. THANKS for the tips. Again, keep them coming, and maybe again some more for Phnom Penh!

Apologies, I must have half a brain then . I too thought that "raw sex" meant bareback sex. Maybe its an American thing? A cursory google search of "raw sex" yields the urban dictionary definition and a slew of bareback porn. Thank you for the clarification Moses, it makes so much sense now . Regardless... Fascinating stuff Moses! Looks like you are both very patient and generous with your "projects". I guess I had similar smaller-scale "projects" in the past. Nothing like a challenge right? I can think of one major project, when I dated this 22-year old stripper in Las Vegas. I thought I could "save" him by taking him out of the business, putting a roof over his head, teach him a few things, help him with his resume and set him on a more traditional path to life. I was 27 at that time, so we weren't that far in age, but I had a great 4-year career by then, could afford a mortgage and had a fair amount of disposable income. So I thought this gorgeous boy who seemed to love me would be a good project to take on and hopefully would blossom into a long-term relationship. It seemed to work for a few weeks. I taught him how to drive and helped him get his drivers license (he was kicked out of his home at 16 for being gay, so he did not have the chance to get a license), I helped him get a decent retail job. Signed him up for a few community college courses and thought he was well on his way to a legit lifestyle. But he got bored with his retail job, dropped out of all his classes, and eventually just bummed around the house. He probably was not ready to go this path, and I probably did not have enough patience to be more stern with his laziness, so the relationship had to end. I learned a lot from that relationship.

OK so I did the fake GPS thing to Phnom Penh (location set at the city center) and turned on both Grindr and PlanetRomeo. I did not get a lot of hits in PlanetRomeo, but with Grindr, wow my app lit up like a Christmas tree. Most of the hits were from Khmers 20-30, and most of them are cute, and none felt like they were money boys from the conversation. Most were looking for friends and sex as well, and conversations were very friendly and the english very good. Too bad I am not there yet as most wanted to meet soon after the conversation got serious. Had some ask me for my Line and the conversations continued there. Some offered to go with me to the bars. This might be one avenue I'll discover more maybe in December. This September trip is all about sight seeing, and I wouldn't want to troll online too much.

Short answer: NO, I am not worried. Long answer: rimming is a calculated risk I choose to take when in Thailand, or in any other hookup I get into. Yes there is risk with contracting intestinal parasites, but its a risk I am willing to take because I derive pleasure doing it. For others, its a risk they do not want to take, and thats perfectly fine as we have our own levels of risk we are comfortable with. Some guys think fucking bareback is a risk they can take, and that's their choice. For me its not worth the risk, and its my choice. There is a risk of dying whenever I get behind the wheel of my car when I drive to and from work everyday, but its a calculated risk I am willing to take, even if I am aware of the number of fatalities my state here in the USA gets in vehicle accidents every year. TL;DR: Taking risks can be boiled down to this eternal phrase loved by the Thailand boys: UP TO YOU.

Yes I probably won't be bored in Angkor Wat at all, considering there is just so many cultural wonders out there. If there are boys to be had, its just the icing on the already amazing cake. I booked my stay here at the Rambutan for three nights. Highly recommended by the siamroads tour guides Ya (BKK) and Sareth (Siem Reap). We shall see how I like the property. I am looking forward to staying there. Great photos of Siem Reap! Looks like you had fun. And a lot of stuff about saunas in PP, which I am thinking I won't be able to do (it's just not my thing), but a lot of information there. I am saving your recommendations. I am probably not gonna worry about food costs. I'm guessing this is till way cheaper than what I am used to in the USA. I confirmed with Sareth, the siamroads tour guide for Siem Reap, will be available for my trip as a guide. He is providing all the transportation of I don't have to worry about that. Thanks for the recommendation though . That's a great itinerary! I am letting Sareth do all the planning for us so we will see what he has in store for me and my Khmer friend. I agree, more advice on PP please! And thanks for the tips so far, these are awesome!

This is amazing DivineMadman . Definitely a blueprint for me with my short stay in Siem Reap. Seems like I'll be really busy between Angkor Wat, museums, massage, shops and cabaret. I can't wait . I booked an airport taxi via my hotel in Siem Reap. I am all in on the cultural tourism part of it. My Khmer companion is there for me for the sex part, but obviously I will be open for more if the opportunity arises. The how to get the boys part is what I am curious about. Are there money boys readily available in the bars at Siem Reap? This was a great idea Divinemadman. i already reached out to the siamroads website, and even had Ya, the BKK guide, to contact Sareth, the guide for Siem Reap, to see if he is available at my dates. Hopefully he is free. It's amazing that his rate (and Ya's rate) is so reasonable, that I'm projecting to get him the whole stay. My Khmer friend also recommended packing an umbrella in September. I chose an AirBNB property in the center of Phnom Penh, so not worried about joiners. Not really looking to getting a 3rd (or 4th) this trip, but you never know. Thanks for the tips so far guys! Maybe more tips on Phnom Penh? Where to get Money Boys? What bars are better? Pricing?

ggobkk, so does this mean that Fresh Boys have non-Thais now? How about the other Soi Twilight bars?

I promise to do a report if enough people post tips here lol. And yes I'm pretty sure our paths will cross. Thanks for starting up the tips. Will probably not have a chance to get anyone on the apps but you never know. I may visit the massage place you mentioned just for shits and giggles. Right now its three nights PP, three nights SR, and three nights BKK. Maybe more. But that's the plan as of right now. Thanks. I'll try Blue Hatha for sure just to pick upon boy for some enjoyment for a night. And its good there is a cabaret show. not quite the gogo show but i'll take it. Haha. Funny and sad at the same time. That is why i am importing a Cambodian from Pattaya to accompany me to PP and SR. Argh ok. I understand that Cambodia simply will not have the developed sex tourist infrastructure as Thailand does. I've been checking out a747's trip reports and this is primarily the impetus for me going to Cambodia. It's my first time so the majority of the time will be sightseeing. The boy hunting is secondary, nevertheless important. Good thing boys are cheap. Maybe I'll get 3 or 4 a night. LOL. I'm serious. More tips guys!

So as I have said in a previous thread, I will be in Thailand again in September. I will actually be in Thailand one third of my trip. The other two-thirds will be in Cambodia: a third in Phnom Penh and the other third in Siem Reap. So if there are any great tips anyone has out there for a first-timer to Cambodia, I would greatly appreciate it. Especially: 1. What hot gay establishments should I visit? Are the rules in Thailand similar to the Khmer bars? Any common pitfalls to avoid? 2. What are the general rules for "offing" boys there, including prevailing short-time and long-time fees? 3. Other gay "must-dos" in PP and SR that I should be aware of? I will be with a Khmer boy the whole time so I will have a guide as well, but any tips will be appreciated! So don't hate me for posting this on the "Thailand" part of the forums, but no one seems to be visiting the others parts of this message board. Feel free to move this thread to the appropriate place if this is a problem! Also, if this topic has been visited before ad nauseum, please point me in the right direction. Thanks guys!

This has been my rule of thumb not only in Thailand but anywhere else: if a guy wants you to fuck him bare he's probably infected already. I've been taking PrEP for about a couple of years now and even though this gives me some significant protection, to me this does not give me license to fuck bare. Condoms is still a must, not only for my own well-being but to protect my BF as well. But this works for me. To others the pleasure derived from fucking bare is worth the risk of getting infected. I was definitely more prone to riskier behavior in my early 20s and was glad I got out of that phase without anything bad happen to me. Since you are going through your "gay adolescent" phase, everything is still new and fresh and there is the temptation to go overboard. You still have decades upon decades of gay fun to come so establishing good sex habits now will pay dividends in the long run and ensure you a happy and long sexual history.

I have hung out with Thais both paid and free. The free ones usually are office workers who have other office worker friends who can hang out and I just tag along, sometimes even get my drinks paid. But usually I offer to pay more because I want to. Never had the experience of hanging out with a mix of free and paid boys. Maybe never the twain shall meet? Not sure about the politics or societal stigma non-sex workers have with their sex worker brethren. I'm guessing there is some stigma? Or maybe not. Its funny this thread I started as prep for my April trip I may need for my September trip. I have a chance to do this again (the no-sex off).

Haha. I'm one of those people who don't go for Asians at home but all about them in Thailand. Maybe because there are more white guys where I live. This thread has inspired me to go to Rio. I'm checking out the boytoy forums right now and looks like its doable. Maybe the crime situation gets better at some point. I am guessing the sex tourist infrastructure is not as welcoming in Brazil as it is in Thailand, but I guess I'll have to find this out.

After a very busy weekend, some replies to some of the last comments here. I appreciate the praise guys! It all makes this hard work worth it! I had my reservations before about putting my feelings into these reports, but it is obvious now that I made the right choice. I do hope that this does not dissuade other posters to put their trip reports on here, with or without emotions, just because I did. I enjoy what others post here, and base my future trips on their experiences. Thanks! Its funny how, for some folks out there in LOS, just because you pay people for companionship, it precludes them for having any feelings of their own, just because they are servicing your own. It actually makes it even worth it to get them to express their own feelings to me, because sometimes they expect to not feel anything when they are with us. I am actually doing the easy part: giving them 1500-3000 baht. It's harder for them to express their feelings. I feel I am getting the better end of the bargain every time. Its the beauty of their experiences and what they share with me that makes it worth it. Its definitely a good start of summer for me . This trip kicked it off and now I'm having the best American Summer I've ever had. And I'm up for more, because I am closing the summer with another trip to Thailand. The 20000 hits in a month is just the icing on the cake. Haha. I've often dreamt of having a harem of boys, in a house, living with me. Alas I do not have the means nor the courage to do this, I would just have to settle for these short trips once in a while. Thank you so much. I am glad I get long time (non-member) lurkers to sign up to this site and finally contribute. This website is nothing without thorough participation of you guys out there, so I am flattered that my words have inspired you to participate and be more adventurous in your trips. I'll help in any way I can in the way of tips. I hope a lot of you will do the same. Thanks for thinking I am nice! I think I am too nice actually, and not sure sometimes if I am being taken for a ride. And I can't believe its only three weeks till my next trip! It has come so fast. I feel that I haven't gotten over the previous trip, and here I am preparing for another one. I better get to it and get all my AirBNB bookings, side trips, and boys in a row!

Jasper questions: If you can find DTG, sure by all means take him shopping. You might have better luck than me for him to say "yes please". It was all "too expensive" for me . I just have one heart: one big heart with space for many . I try to keep it full whenever I am in Thailand.

As you saw in my trip report, I was with a "boyfriend" in Boyzboyzboyz and we were both treated and entertained by the bar. Toy Boys was also a success for us, a pair. Xboys I was with a boy in the past as well and didn't matter if we were a couple. I think you will be fine with any of the bars in Pattaya.

Day 19 to present: Epilogue I wanted to wrap up the trip report by thanking everyone for the kind words left here as replies, or left as private messages in my inbox. I apologize if I cannot answer every message, but if you want to try to ask me again, I’ll try to answer your question. It is amazing that this thread has reached 20,000+ views as I write this. Has this thread really been clicked on that many times? While I did not write this for you (I wrote this for myself), it’s always nice to know someone out there is reading my crap. From the PMs I’ve received. I know some of you want to meet DTG or CB or even Xboy Guy. All I can say is I respect their privacy and don’t want them harassed. Possibly my main reticence is that I have been very personal with my experiences with the boys, and the last thing I want to happen is for a customer to expect the same treatment from the boys, the way they treated me, and then get harassed if they do something else. Maybe I am overly paranoid, but like I said numerous times that I am very protective of the boys, and vinapu is probably right when saying that me exposing them here may give them a lot of customer traffic, but they are popular boys anyway so maybe I am not too worried about that for now. A handful of you even told me they have met these boys. I am glad you were treated with as much respect and fun by them as I was. So I endured the 15+ hours to get from Bangkok to California, with a layover in Hong Kong. Flying Business Class meant I had the comfort to relax more in a bigger space and take stock of what happened. I had my laptop with me in my backpack so I was able to knock out a few chapters of the trip report. With thoughts still brimming in my head I was able to complete the last day, Day 18, as a first one completed in the 2+ hour flight to Hong Kong. With the experience fresh and just hours behind me, I was visibly crying while I typed it. I didn’t care. I had to take out a few items that didn’t make sense to the whole piece, but the overall feelings are there. And putting my thoughts into paper actually made my feelings for CB more real. On and on in my head I thought, why was I leaving him? Can I really chart a future with him? What about my BF? I then write a chapter about DTG. Memories of how awesome he was come rushing in my head. I write how handsome he is, how smart he is, and how considerate he is. I slowly calm down from my CB haze. OK, this is just how its gonna be. I will fall in love with as many boys as I can that I develop deep connections with. Maybe I will not leave my BF. Maybe this is just a Thailand thing. Maybe when I see my BF’s familiar towering frame, smiling from ear-to-ear, and an expression that says “You’re home!”, I know where I truly belong. Hong Kong Aiport, as I wrote earlier, is like a shopping mall, so my layovers in this giant airport is like going window shopping. I love the business class lounge of Cathay Pacific. I especially love the noodle bar. I have my fill of alcoholic drinks and food, and my thoughts filled with boys and sex, so I sit back and continue on writing the trip reports. Pretty soon it was time to board my long haul flight. Business Class is always fun, and the 13 or so hours in the air is not as bad if you have a full reclining seat. I type some chapters of the trip report for a while before it felt like work. I take a break and get fed a very elaborate meal. After that I decide to enjoy the amenities my seat had, and just watch a movie. I pop in some sleeping pills, put on the available ear plugs and eye mask, recline my seat fully, and get a peaceful slumber. I dream about boys the whole way home. As with my first trip report, I will attempt to summarize my haul: Primary Goal: Be a butterfly – partially met. I was able to meet a lot of boys, but got distracted by two excellent boys, thus offing them multiple nights. B+ Secondary Goal: Have a threesome – success. Although the first one was a success, succeeding attempts were failures. A- Tertiary Goal: Get some tailored suits and shirts – success. I have had the chance to wear the tailored items at work for a month now and they just show the quality and craftsmanship of the tailors at AMAA Tailors in Pattaya. A+ New guys met: 6 - Boy, DTG (3 times), Tong (twice), Toy Boy Thai Guy, KB, TBoy Previous guys met: 2 - Xboy Guy, CB (6 times) Bonus item – If I was butterfly, I could’ve met: 12 (so sad, I could’ve had at least 12 boys if I were a butterfly everyday) Best app hookup: that Filipino guy but this was in Hong Kong Worst app hookup: N/A Best bar experience: Jomtien bar Worst bar experience: Hot Male (because the non-Thais were gone, the bar is actually nice, please go!) Most visited bar: Tawan Bar I wish I visited more: Xboys Pattaya, I did not have the chance to go at all Bar I need to visit again: Jupiter, and I need to off someone in particular (this is for that member who PM’ed me, thank you sir for the tip) Best hotel: that Soi 3 condo Worst hotel: that Pattaya condo, but really, both were excellent. Just had no choice but to put something here Fell in love: 3 times (Xboy Guy, DTG, CB) Hated the Guy: Soda from Tawan, did not off him, but my friend did. Biggest surprise: CB giving me that wooden figurine that sits proudly on my office desk, CB more confident, CB more lovable, Xboy Guy breaking my heart, Jomtien fun… OK a lot of surprises. But the figurine wins. Same same: Airports suck Best sex: CB, that last night Best boyfriend experience: DTG, that first night Best conversation: DTG, about everything This were my awards last February, for comparison: I had plenty of fun writing these reports. As paulsf has told me, this is a form of therapy for me. And its true. It has allowed me to gain the gift of perspective about what happened to me those two magical weeks. It has made me realize what I want out of Thailand. And it makes me want to go for more. Since now I have had many requests to write about my next trip, maybe I will. As a starter rule, I thought I would write about every other trip. Every trip I have in Thailand has an element of sex in it, but not every trip has anything to do with the sex industry. Last April was a sightseeing trip, and hung out with BF and then Myanmar Boy the whole time, so it would not be as exciting to write about as this trip. My next trip is in September, for about 9 nights, and again it is more a sightseeing trip as well, with just one guy the whole time. Maybe I’ll write about it. We will just have to see. Maybe there will be more than guy. Maybe I just cancelled my one-bedroom AirBNB condo to get a three-bedroom AirBNB condo. It may be a bigger condo to house more than one boy. We shall see. I get to LAX, and as expected, the real love of my life is waiting for me. He hugs me and kisses me in the cheek; he takes my luggage cart, and asks me if I had a good flight. I tell him Business Class is awesome. And then he tells me what was going on at work and with our friends. And that was it. No questions about Thailand, how many boys I got, how much money I spent. He doesn’t ask. I think he doesn’t want to know. He just loves that I am back, and we can go about our lives like Thailand never happened. That Xboy Guy did not break my heart. That DTG fixed it back up and lifted me up. That CB made me whole and dared me to dream about a forever with him. This is why I write about it. I can’t tell my BF, my friends, or my family. They won’t understand why I do the things I do in Bangkok. But you do, right? Thank you for understanding. You’ve been great. I get home and start the tedious task of unpacking from an international flight. As I get settled in the house, and start unpacking my suitcase, I take out the contents of my pocket. I have these items in one of the big pockets in my cargo shorts: A condom wrapper, an unused premium lane ticket, the G’s German-Thai Restaurant owner’s business card, some leftover baht, and a flyer from Tawan - Think of happiness, think of Thailand.

When CB tells me these stories, it's not couched as "Thai people are bad" or "Thai people only do this." Its more in the general concern of wanting me to be careful with other strangers. He is full of tips when I am with him. From bargaining at the shops, taking cabs and mocys and Baht buses, and even seeing money boys. The number one thing he tells me is "Please do not die." when I tell him in Line I am offing someone else or taking a plane ride. He knows I am a butterfly, and does not stop me getting other boys. Getting him to be in a threesome with said boys is another matter. CB is unnecessarily protective of me sometimes. CB has a panoply of things he tells me when he shares about some insider money boy stuff. I always tell him I am fascinated by knowing some of the things boys do, the stuff boys say, to get as much money from us. I encourage him to tell me this stories. I am sure he talks shop sometimes with his cohorts, and while I know that the boys he knows are not scammers, some of them have been around the block many times enough to see some of these in action. YMMV. Very true. Another fascinating thing to observe whenever I have intermingling between Thai boys and other SE asian boys. DTG is shocked (surprised with facial expressions) whenever I tell him about the boys I have had good relations with. I tell him about Xboy Guy, and then about Myanmar guy, and then he met CB. He is shocked that I liked a Burmese guy a lot, and when he met CB he then again made the mention of him being Khmer. With CB being prejudiced against Thais and Myanmar boy and CB hating being mistaken as Thai (to the point of tears sometimes), there is obvious inter-country tension between the three nations. I just want all of them to get along. Maybe not in threesomes haha. Although that would be great as well.

Day 18: Me No Like Airports I hate airports. There is nothing about airports that makes me want to go spend any time in them. Maybe it’s the bad fluorescent lighting. Maybe it’s the zillions of people carrying god-knows-what from the smorgasbord of countries they come from. Maybe it’s the tedious security checkpoints that are full of overzealous security agents, invading your privacy, or make you late for your flight. Maybe it’s the overpriced food, overpriced souvenirs, overpriced water. Maybe it’s the clusterfuck that is the boarding procedure before getting on your flight. It could be a lot of things. It’s actually none of these things. I hate airports because it is a place for goodbyes. And the one thing I hate the most is saying goodbye. I always hated leaving home to go to college and having to say goodbye to my mom at our home airport. The first time I said goodbye at an airport to go to college, my mom could not even speak. She just could not believe that her baby boy is all grown up, now moved out of the house, living in a city hundreds of miles away, and charting his own life and destiny without her. It broke my heart seeing her like this for the first time. But I had to be strong for the both of us. This was the start of my hatred of airports. It’s the place where you say goodbye. I was saying goodbye to Cambodia Boy (CB) today. I have grown close to CB these past few days. I’ve said goodbye to him before, 3 times before to be exact, but this particular goodbye is the hardest. As I have said in a previous post, before this trip, he had the unenviable pressure of providing for his family and paying down their debt. Now he is free of this familial obligation, and is beginning to chart a course for his future. As a result, he is now more confident, more engaged, and free to love and cry and just be a boy with me. I like this latest iteration of CB, and excited in meeting the man he is starting to become because of this newfound freedom. I have grown accustomed to his body, his smells, his attitude, his voice and his laughter. I am used to waking up to him, to cuddling with him, to looking at him, to hugging him, and to kissing him. I have looked forward to eating with him, walking with him, holding hands with him, laughing with him, and crying with him. I have become used to seeing the world with him, talking about the world with him, and experiencing the world with him. Simply, I have grown to love him. And now, it is time to say goodbye. Last night, after our love making, I did my best to pack all my stuff in my suitcases. He did the same, carefully folding his clothes in his duffle bag. When we were done he takes out a figurine from his bag. It is a small wooden carving of an animal (not gonna say what). I recognized where it came from. It was from one of the street vendors in Pattaya, in the courtyard near the Aya Hotel. I bought him a wooden figurine for from that vendor before. I forgot what it was I bought him, but I did mention to him that time that the craftsmanship from this vendor was pretty good. He says it was a gift for me. I take the figurine and hug it, tearing up a bit, and the smiling at him. I’m not only accepting a token of appreciation from him, it’s also evidence of how much our past experiences has meant to him. He was thoughtful enough to give me a gift as thanks, but more than that, he was considerate enough to remember a moment in time between us, a moment we shared in our brief time together. He has just raised the stakes. It has just become that much more difficult to say goodbye. So the alarm wakes us up at 8 AM. I hug him tightly and kiss his back. He is still sound asleep. I go to the bathroom and clean up. I quickly dress and wake him up. He can barely open his eyes right now. Creatures of the night are not used to seeing the morning. I remind him that we have to go to the airport in a few hours. He smiles and purses his lips, asking for a kiss. I kiss him in the lips, the cheek, the neck. He sits up, then stands up to go to the bathroom. I hear peeing, then water, then the shower. I try to tidy up the condo. He emerges from the bathroom in a towel. He takes off the towel and starts putting clothes on. He then takes all his bathroom stuff and puts them in his bag. I do the same for my own bathroom stuff. Once we have finished packing, I tell him we have some time to have breakfast. We head to the familiar Foodland Patpong to get our cheap and quick breakfast. On the walk over there, we were quiet. I was too distracted to think about anything to say. I had a 15+ hour flight ahead of me. I was leaving Bangkok. I was leaving him. We get to the restaurant and I get the usual sacrilegious American breakfast. He gets the same thing and orders fried rice for the both of us to share. The order gets in quick (always in this place), and we devour the food. He breaks the ice, saying that he was not sure how he can get from Suvarnabhumi back to Pattaya. I ask him he has not flown to Bangkok from Phnom Penh? He says he only has taken the bus. I google “airport to Pattaya” and find that there is a bus service at the ground floor of the airport. I tell CB that he can take this. I tell him after I check in my luggage I will take him to the bus counter to buy the ticket. He says he can do this by himself and I do not have to go with him. I tell him I want to know he is safe. He says I care for him a lot. I pay up (450 baht) and we get back to the condo. Everything is packed except for the wooden figurine he gave me. I put it in my backpack as part of my carry-on. Cargo this precious cannot be trusted in check-in luggage. I intend to cherish this forever. I text the owner of the condo telling him I am checking out and will be leaving the key in the mailbox near the lobby downstairs. I do a last check of all the rooms in the condo. No worries about a little bit of trash on the floor, but wanted the condo to not look like a disaster area before I left. I leave the unused water bottles in the refrigerator, as I am sure the next tenant will have some use for this. I turn off both aircon units and turn off all the lights. As I farewell gesture, and still in the privacy of the condo, I walk over to the standing CB and hug him deeply. I take his face and give him a deep kiss. I know I will be saying my final goodbyes in the airport, but I thought I’d give him a more thoughtful one in the privacy of the condo. I look at him in the eyes and tell him that I had a wonderful time, and I thank him for everything. I wished him to be always safe and keep in touch. I ask him when he would want his tip. He said it doesn’t matter, I can give it to him in the airport. I kiss him deeply one last time. I then take my backpack and a duffel bag, CB takes my roller bag and his duffel bag, and we are on our way out. At the lobby I drop off the keys, take a pic of the mailbox, send it to the condo owner, and let him know that I am leaving. We then try to get a taxi in front of the condo. We hail one, he does not want to go the airport. Another one, again, he did not want to go to the airport. Third one, I let CB hail the taxi, this one accepts, and quotes 400 baht to the airport without the meter, and we pay the highway tolls. I accept. I’ve been quoted 500 baht before leaving the Crowne Plaza, inclusive of toll fees, so this taxi was a little bit cheaper. We get our big bags put in the trunk and we settle in the back. The taxi driver is middle-aged, and was fairly quiet during the ride. CB and I were quiet as well, lost in our own thoughts, probably thinking about the moments after saying goodbye at the airport, going about our own journeys home, and our own lives away from each other. There wasn’t a lot of traffic today, at 11 AM on a Monday morning. The taxi cruelly gets to the airport in record time. My hatred of airports intensifies getting to the curb. We get up from the car and collect our things. I fish out 400 baht from my dwindling baht collection in my wallet. We get a luggage cart that was at the curb and CB takes the cart and wheels it in the airport. We find the counters of my airline and my flight and see a line at the economy section. Thankfully I got upgraded to Business Class two days before my flight, so we just slide in the premium line. I hand over my passport, load up my two big bags on the scale, get my passport and boarding pass back, plus the fast track ticket to be able to line up at the premium lanes, and I am on my way. It is still 2.5 hours before my flight, so it was plenty of time to take CB to the ground level to help him get a ticket back to Pattaya. We get to Level 1 and we see a counter that has a bus going to Pattaya with a stop close to the Jomtien area for 120 baht (or 150 baht, I don’t remember). I happily pay and ask the person in the counter what time was the next bus. He said there was a bus leaving in 30 minutes but it was full. We have to wait for the next bus, which is leaving an hour after this first bus. I ask CB if this was OK, he said yes, it’s cheaper than taking a taxi. We sit down in the seats close to the counter. I finally give him his tip. As a Jomtien boy, we have come up with an appropriate fee of long time with him of about 2000 baht a night. I have seen him for about 6 days so I give him 12,000 baht. But I was not done. Since he is Cambodian and have dual currency in his country, I give him an additional $200 in 2 hundred dollar bills (the new ones). I usually use the ATM to get my Baht, but have a reservoir of ($100) dollar bills with me in case my ATM (and my backup ATM) does not work. You cannot be too careful. So this ups his tip a bit to about 3000+ baht a night, more like a Bangkok long time tip. This is the most I have given him ever, but I felt that he deserved it. I wanted him to enjoy his newfound freedom and start fresh and new. Its kind of strange that I would pay CB one prevailing rate appropriate for Pattaya boys, and DTG another prevailing rate appropriate for Bangkok boys, but they both have given me the same kind of service, the same intensity, the same results, and definitely the same quality, albeit in different ways. So I felt good about paying them the same. I feel it was only fair, even if for CB, it won’t matter to him as much about how fair this is. To him, it is more money and that is more important. When I give him the $200 I tell him this is because of what he did. I tell him he has taken care of me more this time, and I felt that he deserved this. I tell him I won’t always give him this much money, but right now, I think it is appropriate. He takes it and tears up a bit. He thanks me and hugs me, and says he will miss me. I take his hand and tell him to take care of himself. I tell him to message me everyday, even to just say hi, so I know he is safe. He promises and pockets his bounty in one of his front pockets. I sit with him for about 30 minutes, just keeping him company, and not saying much except to look at each other and ask if the other was OK. I think we have said what we needed to say last night, and what’s left is just the horrible task of saying goodbye. When it was time, I get up, hug him chastely, and say goodbye. While I walk away I look back one last time and I see him looking at me as I walk away. I then continue walking to the elevator as it takes me away from him. I try not to look at him one more time. I speed through the fast lane lines for immigration, get that familiar stamp in my passport, and pretty soon I am in the main hall of the airport. When I see this wonderfully impressive display of Thai culture, I know I am leaving this wonderful country: Did I tell you I hate airports? It takes me away from the ones I love, the ones I cannot stay with permanently, because I have chosen to live a life separate from them. I love them with all my heart, but circumstances and choices find me saying goodbye to them anyway. They know the reason why I have to say goodbye, even though they may hate it. I definitely know the reason why I have to say goodbye, and I definitely hate it.

I want to wrap up my trip report, and I think I have a couple of posts left. But I kind of want to see where this argument goes to. It might be more interesting than my posts.

Answering some Day 17.4 stuff: LOL. Was that alluding to something nefarious that goes on at Thai colleges? Please do tell. I have often convoluted conversations with CB and DTG about what extra things we can do other than just staying at the condo or eating at a restaurant. We get into conversations about doing some travel outside Bangkok, and then we think about going to Chiang Mai or Phuket, and then it turns into going to Singapore or Japan, and then we think about Universal Studios or Disneyland. And then they stop and think what they are going to say next and they stop. And then tell me (1) forget about it, (2) its a lot of money and (3) they'd rather have the money. It's obvious that they want to all these awesome things, and I would love to give it to them, but they become practical about it and we just don't do it. CB can spot a fake a mile away. Don't ask me how. Yes, this is the point for me. I am ultimately spending money on myself, and it makes me feel good spending money on him. It makes me feel good that my boys are well-fed and looking good. I always give them the receipt with the purchase. I want them to have the choice of exchanging the clothing item if they feel they need something else. Not sure if you can get cash for a purchase made by my credit card. But if they can and they return the item and get cash for it, I don't care. It's their gift. If they keep it forever, return it for cash, sell it to a friend, or give it away to a family member, it doesn't matter to me. They got some use for it, and it made me feel good in the moment. They've already paid me back through companionship and amazing sex, so I shouldn't complain about what they do. Holy fuck this is a lot of money. Its like offing 5-7 Pattaya boys.