JimmyJoe

Don't knock it until you try it. lol. I'm 75 and Cam is 28. Not an issue for either one of us.

It seems that the YES vote is winning out over the NO votes (at least 80% of the locals were voting no). They should have put this up on one of the prediction markets like Kalshi or Polymarket - as the YES vote camp would have won a lot of money.
I was away in Bangkok for 5 days and prior to me leaving for Bangkok they were completing the sand renourishment dredging works at the Dongtan police box. Yesterday, I took a walk along the Dongtan beach and I was surprised to see that they have now moved 300 meters north and are continuing the project into the Dongtan beach area. Currently they walled the area from the Dongtan police box all the way up to the Avalon Beach Resort and View Talay 5 condos and they are now currently bulldozing the new sand that has been dredged up from the bottom of the sea onto Dongtan beach.
It seems that they have funding for this Phase 2 of the project through 13 July 2027 and they are able to complete 300 meter sections in about 6 to 8 weeks each. The distance from the Dongtan police box to where the beach ends at YinYom beach is 1.4 kilometers - so in theory they would need 5 more cycles of 300 meters each to complete the work - where each cycle takes about 7 weeks on average - they would need 8 to 9 more months to complete the work and they have funding for 10 more months - so, perhaps the project can truly be completed as planned and funded for.
@spoon The beach concession where sexy Htoo worked is now closed (I believe that it was concession station #37) for 6 to 8 weeks due to the above mentioned beach renourishment dredging project. Perhaps he went back to Myanmar? He was around last week as I would see him often.
So, for those coming to Jomtien over the next 8 to 9 months you may need to adjust where you go to enjoy the gay beach. Just remember that the official gay beaches are more further north in the area of concession stations from #25 through #10. Rainbow Beach #20 / #25
Here are some photos that I took yesterday so that you can see that the project has now officially entered into the Dongtan Beach area:

Dongtan Beach pavilion where they do the daily aerobic dancing (a mini Lumphini) around 6pm

Bulldozers working behind the construction wall
Dongtan_Beach_sand_nourishment.mp4
Short clip of the sand dredging works taking place at Dongtan Beach
I wish that they could urgently move this beach sand renourishment project over to in front of the Heritage Beachfront Resort / View Talay 3 area - as almost ALL of the protective beach sand has already eroded away with the current nasty monsoons that have invaded Pattaya - because now the sea waves are crashing onto the foundation that holds up the Dongtan Beach road. At the rate that they are moving, it might not be until another 4 to 5 more months before they arrive into this area - and perhaps by then the Dongtan Beach road will have already collapsed into the sea - which would create a big inconvenience in this area.

Edge of Dongtan Beach road near View Talay 3

Edge of Dongtan Beach road looking at the Heritage Beach Resort

It was my second-last day in Bangkok, and it was still raining all over the city. I spent most of my time in my hotel room doing literally nothing. The newly opened Dusit Central mall was just a couple of minutes' walk away and i decided to have a look. Nothing much to shout about, though — just an average mall with some bougie stuff. Malls probably is not my things. I dont really like it to be honest.
I had planned to go for a quick jog in the evening if the weather allowed. My booking with Gentle Hand was around 3 p.m., so I decided not to spend too much time outdoors, with the rain coming and going.
I headed to the shop slightly earlier and saw my therapist sitting in the waiting area. I decided to let the admin pick someone for me since I dont have any preference. So, I just went with the flow.
My guy looked tall, with some muscles but nahh..not really into my type. He greeted me and escorted to the room upstair.
The shop had only opened in August. Its interior rather in natural colours, calm and spacious. Still can smell the paint. It is located along Sukhumvit 26, which is quite central. But cannot walk from the train station. Have to take bike or car.
The therapist line-up was also rather impressive. Probably not quite long list compared to the TCS or Klover families, but i can tell it has potential. At some point, I realised that rainy days like this make me a little lazy and boring. The massage was just okay, quite literally living up to the shop's name, "Gentle". The session also involved slow, gentle movements with a large amount of sensual touch. Thing i cannot brain, when they used with a lot amount of oil!!!..is he want to fry me? It just i cannot clean up my skin properly after that and made my skin itchy.
Since my therapist wasn't really my type, to be honest, I just let the session flow as usual. He tried to seduce me a couple of times, but I pretended nothing was happening.
He then took off his clothes and jumped onto my back. I just let things happen as he kissed all parts of my body. He looked so horny, I could tell!
Without even asking for extra tips or anything, this turned out to be a one-sided love affair. Haha!
After everything was over, I waited for him to shower before taking my turn. I tipped him around 2,000 THB, and we said our goodbyes.
While waiting for my bike to have an early dinner at a nearby Thai restaurant, i just walked over to the counter, not much, just to busy body with the guy. We chatted here and there, and he showed me his pictures and asked me to book him next time.
While I was scrolling through my phone and mumbling something, he was still holding my finger and then kissing it. I looked at him and thought, "What's wrong with men these days?"
It was so unprofessional... but I liked it. Do it again!
He was about to kiss my lips when another guy suddenly appeared from the back. He smiled and gave me a cheeky glare..!! Next time!
Overall, I'd give Gentle Hand a B rating.
Since the shop is still new, there are a few areas that could be improved. The location is great, the therapist line-up is good, and the massage quality is decent.
The pricing is standard, and my therapist would probably be a good recommendation for someone who prefers a slightly feminine.
After dinner, I headed back to my hotel and got ready for some fresh air at Lumphini Park. I walked for about 10 minutes to the main entrance and came across an aerobic dance session. I decided to join in, almost two hours had passed! It was so much fun.
After that, I went for one round of jogging before deciding to head back to the hotel.
I spent some time at the pool, chilling and playing with my phone. Then, I noticed a message from R (from TCS — you know who he is).
He asked if I was in Bangkok and whether I wanted to meet up.
At first, I really didn't want to repeat the same shop or meet anyone from my previous visit. I gave him some excuses, but he reminded me that I had already promised to meet him whenever I was in Bangkok.
Well, a promise is a promise, I guess.
I replied and agreed to meet him at the shop the next day.
After checking out, I went straight to TCS.
After I had settled all the payments, he came out to meet me. Handsome as usual! He escorted me while holding hands to the room, which was slightly smaller than the one I had previously visited. But that was fine. He started by pretending to give me a massage, but that only lasted about five minutes. The rest of the session just imagine for yourself.
End of review.
Based on my past and latest experiences, I'd give TCS an A rating. This place is good. The massage quality may vary depending on the therapist, but the shop ambience is nice, and the rooms are lovely.
The therapist line-up is spectacular, with a lot of hot guys to choose from. But chose wisely!!
Is R recommended? Honestly, I don't have the answer. Haha!
Overall rating based on my only experience. You may agreed or disagreed. That’s fine!
Good location: Jeyspa / Gentle Hands
Shop interior & ambience: Cavemen / Gentle Hands
Room: Cavement / TCS
Cleanliness: almost all except ssense
Customer service: Motion Spa TiT / ssense
Therapist line-up: Klover / TCS
Massage quality: Motion Spa TiT
Extra Service: Jeyspa
Most recommended Skilled Therapist: Earth Motion Spa TiT
Overall winner: the regular massage parlour next to my hotel, with the old lady who lets me call her Mek because i told her i missed my late mother.
That the end of my review from my Bangkok trip. Until we meet again in couple of months with new shops, new guys, and new moments.
Thanks for spending time here all

Real market for rich mature retired farangs for a "husband" (and not in paying per meet but doesnt mean its cheaper sense)

You know that masculine gay guys do exist right? Let's celebrate our diversity, yeah?

I was looking at this yesterday, It's still possible to enter for 60 days by buying a 60 day visa online before you travel. 40 dollars.
A 90 day visa for Vietnam is only 25 dollars.
Thailand seem to be shooting themselves in the foot.
Then people on the socials harp on about most people don't need 60 days.  
I like to have 60 days, I'm retired, I'm not a criminal, I behave myself, always. 
90 days in Vietnam is over in two days time, it's been fabulous, I will almost certainly be back here in December and January and cancel my 2 month booking in chiang mai. 
If as often mentioned they are doing this to stop the bad behaviour and criminal activity, they are going about it the wrong way imo.
It's not like criminal and bad behaviour starts on day 31 of your 60 day visa..... 

I doubt if it is of much interest to anyone, but after posting on this Board and its predecessor gaythailand.com for 20 years, it is time to call it a day. For my first 13 years I wrote so much about the gay venues in Bangkok – and several other Thai cities – as like many on this Board sex was a major interest. But far from my only one, as those who have criticised my longer posts know only too well. I have posted a large number of photo essays of the trips I have made, both within Thailand – as for example the amazing Ubon Ratchathani Candle Festival, the equally fascinating Dansai Ghost Festival and the gorgeous beach at Khao Lak as well as the trips one can make from there. Photo essays have included a host of countries near Thailand like Nepal, Bhutan, several from Japan, and further afield like the Iguazu Falls, Patagonia, the Arctic Circle, Talinn, Petra, Iran, New Zealand, several on Taiwan and quite a few more.
Having been partnered for six years now and with no desire to visit my old gay haunts in Thailand like my partner, I restrict myself to occasional gay posts about Taipei and perhaps a couple of other cities outside Thailand. I no longer fit in with the interests of most Thailand posters. My curiosity about Japan where I lived for some years and other Asian countries is now almost totally restricted to my own interest in history, culture and society which really demand longer posts which some posters just do not like. Fair enough! This is not a blog site.
Let me add this is not a sudden decision. After thinking about it for several months, about ten weeks ago I wrote to inform @TotallyOz whom I met a couple of times in our go-go bar visiting days. I thanked him for running this Board and letting me contribute regularly all this time. Long may the Board continue.

The reality is often more complicated or ambiguous than you make it sound. "Would rather" and "would rather not" are not always binary choices.
Looks aren't everything. In a recent post -- sorry, I can't remember which one or by whom -- it was reported that a shop manager once said the good looking boys are the lazy ones. Not always true, I'm sure, but anyway we all have different ideas of what "good looking" means.
I think many of us would have an experience of just going with the flow with whichever boy we get, not wanting to appear rude and hoping for the best. Politeness and giving face are virtues in themselves... though, yes, it can also be exploited by others trying to impose upon you.
Many here would also have an experience in which, as the session progressed, it got better and better than we initially expected based on first impressions of the boy's appearance. These would be the times when, as the situation unfolded, one changed one's mind from would rather not to would rather.
I wrote about one instance (https://shamelessmacktwo.travel.blog/2023/04/28/assigned-a-belly/) when the massage boy assigned to me had a body type that I would almost never choose but I went along with the decision ( based on the shop's roster). It turned out to be a wonderful session. I was glad I kept my initial thoughts/feelings in check 

So. Anyone around? 🥹
Staying in jomtien for the first time. Feel so awkward walking past all the bars and you look at someone for 1 second and they want to drag you in and it’s never the one I’m attracted to. So I just end up walking through really fast and then feel weird to go back again. Anyway I’m gonna go get a drink at M Bar and see what happens 

My experience, as a holiday visitor for the last twenty years, is that yes they can be faithful; the older they are, the more likely that they can be, but let me immediately qualify that, by asking 'who are we expecting him to be faithful to?'
Most young Thai boys shag like rabbits with other young Thai boys on a daily basis; they can have current Thai boyfriends but they rarely seem particularly enduring relationships. But as for us older farang boyfriends living abroad?, well that's a whole different matter.
I currently have two 'boyfriends', one Laos, one Thai (who each know about the other).
My Laos boyfriend I have known for about ten years now, we video-call every day, and we meet-up whenever I return to Pattaya, but we haven't had sex together for several years; he is much more of a companion now. He now talks quite candidly to me about his other three farang boyfriends; and I am aware that each of us supports him a little bit. He has just about abandoned his bar-boy job in boyztown now, and focusses instead on keeping all four of us happy by daily contact.  He is over 30 now and his own sex-drive has dwindled; when he does feel horny he finds another Thai boy who will come and suck his cock, or occasionally fuck him - and he pays them to do so (500 baht manybe). But his English is just about conversational now and he is my daily contact with Pattaya, and when I am in town he is my friend and companion.
My Thai boyfriend is the 'boom boom' boyfriend that I have known about six years now. In his late 20s, he is still a horny little bugger and constantly shagging other Thai boys (top or bottom) on an almost daily basis, either individually or at small alcohol fuelled 'parties'. He likes me and happily stays with me on holiday, but I know he drools over other Thai boys (not me! haha) as we are forever chatting about who he has seen that he likes. He is into threesomes with me, and effectively he uses me as an excuse to have sex with the other boys we meet in the bars that we both choose as our third (or occasionally fourth 🤣). I also use him for threesomes in that there are bar boys who will come to my room because they know that they will be having sex with him (as well as me). 
I fully accept that neither boy will end up pushing my wheelchair here in England in years to come; neither wants to come and live with me in England; they are both entirely happy living where they are, and why not? In Thailand they have their families, their friends, their culture, language and foods. 
So neither are really my boyfriends in the sense that we might traditionally understand; I am essentially a favoured customer, a status I pay for in one way or another.
Of course, if I was an exPat living in Pattaya, available to see them 24/7, then my 'relationship' with either might be entirely different. 

I visited Paradise Massage recently and wanted to share my experience, since we don’t see all that many massage shop reviews from Pattaya.
The shop appears to be one of the few remaining gay massage places in Boyztown, and the facilities are nicer than many others I’ve seen in Pattaya. When I visited, there were around 12 boys on duty. I’m quite introverted, so simply stepping inside takes effort for me. I had hoped to chat briefly and get a sense of individual personalities, but the boys mostly stayed seated and let the manager handle the interaction.
The manager was pleasant and explained the pricing.
    •    Massage: ฿700 for 1-hour oil massage, pricey for Pattaya but worth it to me for en suite shower.
    •    Tip for boy: Starting at ฿600 for kissing / general above-the-waist contact and hand job, as I was told by the manager. This was described as standard / expected. My immediate thought was, great the guys are instructed to kiss!  
Of the available boys, there was only one I was drawn to — slim, very cute,  and as I would learn later, completely hairless. Thai. He’d been averting his gaze most of the time, certainly not beaming at me, as one would hope. But as he was the only candidate I was interested in, I chose to disregard that omen.
The shop is very nicely decorated. The room was small but clean and also nicely decorated, with an en-suite shower and a proper massage table. A little worn, but still nicer than average for Pattaya.
I showered alone as he disappeared to do the same, I suspect.  
The session itself was more rubbing than massage, which I expect in this type of shop. I liked that he placed his cock and balls on the soles of my feet during most of the leg rub and later placed them on my ass during back rub. Things shifted after the flip. I learned he did not kiss, nor did he want his face or hair touched (likely due to styling/makeup). When the boy won't kiss, my fallback is to kiss his face and neck a bit. This was barely tolerated. The atmosphere was flat, and there wasn’t much to do about it. I’d smiled at him several times to try to break the ice and make him feel more comfortable. He’d smile back, sort of. 
At this point we were lying uneasily, facing each other, he was wanking me. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I really didn’t feel like it as there was absolutely no chemistry at all and I didn’t have a good feeling about the encounter. I was trying to figure out what to do when I, probably misguidedly, blurted out “how much “.  He gave a figure which, while not outlandish was still above what I’d usually consider. I was indecisive, since I really didn’t particularly want to fuck him at this point. To me it wasn’t worth haggling, which is pretty pointless anyway, counterproductive in the beast of times; and I also didn’t really want him enough to do much of anything more with him. He had turned out to be the unaffectionate, starfish that turns me off. 
It had only been about 30 min at this point and I’d had enough. I went back into the shower while he stood there. After shower I gave him double the stated minimum tip for soft and quietly, smilingly paid my bill to the reception desk and left. The boss sitting outside was clearly livid and glaring at the boy when he saw me leave early. Wondering WTF the boy might have done wrong, I think. There was nothing wrong with his service; we just didn’t connect. 
Overall Impression
    •    Facilities: Very good for Pattaya.
    •    Boy selection: Appeared limited for my taste at that time of day, but this can vary.
    •    Staff / manager: Polite and straightforward.
    •    Session: No issue technically — just no chemistry.
Do I recommend it? Yes. The place is well-run and the facilities are some of the nicest in Pattaya. I might return in a month or two and try another time slot. 
 

Hey guys, I’m back to writing trip reports—at least this one time. For those unfamiliar, my writing style is different, so if the majority isn’t receptive, I’d be more than happy to delete this post.
I just wanted to write this trip report about my first time visiting Thermas Sauna in Barcelona. For those who know me, even just here, it might be a surprise that I haven’t been to Thermas before this trip. I’m frankly surprised myself, as I’ve been to Barcelona six times before for “normal” gay activities, as well as to get on a cruise ship two of those times. Those other trips were (sadly?) rent-boy free and were either with my boyfriend at the time or with friends, and I just used Grindr with some success.
I finally decided to make a Thermas run because I had a weeklong work trip to a city in Europe that wasn’t exactly a hotbed of gay/rent-boy activity. I figured that going to Thermas before would help me get this horny energy out of my system. Even if it’s only for two nights, it’ll give me a chance to deal with some jet lag and rest before the work trip, at the very least.
Night 1: Am I in Brazil?
Well, my first night was off to an ominous start, with my flight delayed by 5 hours, meaning my 2 PM arrival became 7:20 PM. I’d heard the best time to visit Thermas is between 4 PM and 8 PM, when most of the boys are there. With my delay, I’d likely arrive after those prime rent-boy hours. Still, hope springs eternal, and the chance to discover something new—after probably more than 50 trips to Brazil—had me excited. I’ve always had luck in Barcelona, whether it’s on Grindr or with a boyfriend, so a sauna visit should be a positive experience too.  And since this is a Friday night, I am hoping that the weekend will bring in the numbers.
After almost a 20-minute wait in line at immigration, where I spent a total of 15 seconds with an officer (no words exchanged), I finally reached baggage claim. Another potential wait: the baggage claim in Barcelona airport show an estimated time for when bags will arrive, and mine said it would be another 30 minutes. At this point, it was 8:40 PM, so I sat down on one of the benches and opened Grindr, since there wasn’t much else to do.
Opening Grindr at an airport is always a futile endeavor. You usually get guys transiting through, so there’s no real chance of a meaningful connection. Sure, I’ve talked to guys before who were interested in meeting at their or my gate, but after 15+ hours of travel, I prefer to wait and get a shower at my hotel before heading to the sauna.
I started chatting with a couple of guys who seemed interesting and responded to a few pings. Then I received a message from a photo-less guy with promising stats. His status said “for right now,” so I figured, why not answer?

Oh no, I’ve been spotted. And just as I finished reading that, the bags started arriving on the belt. And as luck would have it, my bags were among the first to come out. Should I respond? Should I get my bags? He clearly knows where I am. I quickly grabbed my bags and checked the time: it was 9:05 PM. A quick calculation meant I’d be in my hotel room by 9:30 PM, take a quick shower, and could still be at the sauna before 10 PM. Maybe there would still be some guys there? Or should I wait for this guy who’s semi-stalking me?
What would you have done?
The uncertainty of not knowing if this guy was my type, combined with how gross I probably looked after hours of transcontinental travel from the USA to Europe, made the idea of meeting this guy less appealing. But maybe it would still be a dud and the sauna would be empty at this hour. I took my chances. I bee-lined to the “Nada que declarar” door and was through quickly. I hit up an ING Bank ATM by the arrivals gate and got 300 euros for the sauna.
Just to be polite, I replied to my Grindr stalker, letting him know I had already exited baggage claim. After that no more messages from Señor Stalker. The Uber ride to my hotel was 40 bucks, and within 5 minutes, I was on my way. As expected, Grindr pings kept coming through on the way to the hotel. This was the Barcelona I knew. It should be a good trip.
For the hotel, I chose the safe bet: Axel Two Barcelona, an advertised gay hotel. I’d stayed there once before with a boyfriend, and the hotel was a 6-minute walk to the sauna. It was a bit more expensive than closer hotels, but I figured, at least for this trip, tried and true would work. I checked in with two friendly receptionists, both gay, who were efficient and had me up to my room in under 5 minutes. I checked Grindr again and saw the same two reception guys now in my feed. Of course they were there. I wondered if I could message them on Grindr if I had a problem with my room or needed room service.

A quick but thorough shower got me out the door just before 10 PM. I pulled up Google Maps to plot my route to the sauna, then set off for the brief 6 minute walk. Early spring in Barcelona made it a very comfortable walk in just a light jacket. I must admit, I was excited, but also a little nervous. This would be the first time I was going to a boy sauna/bar outside Brazil since 2019, when I last went to Gigolo Erotic House in Bogotá.

When I reached the street where the sauna was supposed to be, I didn’t see any signage at first—probably because I was so eager to get to the location I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. I stopped when I passed an ATM, reversed course, and looked more closely at the doors and signs.

As I headed back, I see an open door to a room with some stacked towels on a table and two attractive-ish boys talking rapidly in Spanish. The more muscular one noticed me and shouted “la puerta,” pointing to his right. Thanks for the assist! He turned out to be the bartender at the sauna. Anyway, I found the main door to the sauna and saw the receptionist through the window. He gave me a quick once-over, buzzed me in, and motioned for me to open the door and let myself in.
He quickly asked for the entrance fee (24 euros?), which I paid with a quick swipe of Apple Pay. Then he asked me something else in Spanish, and luckily, I caught the tail-end of it, which I understood as “zapatillas.” He was asking if I needed slippers, and I gave my most authoritative “Sí!” He then asked me something else, which I assumed was to ask for my size, so I told him in Spanish, guessing my European shoe size which i knew was close to the Brazilian shoe size, which I knew fairly well. I understand Spanish pretty well and speak it at an intermediate level, but as with Portuguese, it always takes me half a day of hearing and speaking it to get back into it, especially after a long stay in the mono-lingual USA. Plus, I was tired. Plus I was horny.
The receptionist handed me a locker key, similar to the system in Brazil, and pointed me toward the locker room, which was directly ahead. From where I stood, I could see five people: three of them were obviously boys—2 Latino-looking, fit with abs, and one muscular white tall guy. The other two were clients, just heading into the locker room. Oh good, there were still people here at 10:20 PM on a Friday night.

 

I found my locker and saw three clients changing into their street clothes. I hoped this wasn’t a sign that people were leaving in droves. There were two towels in the locker. I took off all my clothes, put them in the locker, and wrapped a towel around my waist. I made sure I had my 300 euros so I could pay, grabbed my cellphone out of habit, and locked the locker.
I stepped out of the locker room and looked around. Where do I go? One of the boys sitting on a ledge in the center of the reception area pointed to the dark room, which, upon closer inspection, had stairs leading further down. “Abajo,” he said, pointing down. He instantly clocked me as a newbie. He rose and went down the stairs, so I followed.
The floor below was a dimly lit area, with some people milling about in towels. The boy continued further down to another lower level, and I followed him. After a short narrow corridor, the space opened up. I saw a jacuzzi, a pool, and a bar area. I counted five people sitting at the bar. This was promising. I plopped down in a vacant seat.

The boy who had guided me down wasn’t really a “boy.” He was a full-grown man—probably in his 30s, with fairly big build but not overly gymmed out body and white-adjacent, possibly Arab, looks. He rattled off the usual Spanish introductions: “Where are you from?” “When did you arrive?” and “Is this your first time here at the sauna?”
 
And then at the corner of my eye, a tall fit bearded guy appeared. I was still talking to my man-guide when I heard a familiar voice. “Numazu, what are you doing here?” in English. I recognized who it was even before I took a good look at the guy. It was indeed a familiar friendly face. It was this boy from Brazil who I first met in 2020. To be honest, he was not just any boy. He is an ex-”boyfriend”, and we “dated” for a good part of the pandemic in 2020-2021, just right after Brazil opened up after its lockdown. 
My man-guide slowly backed away, sensing a shift in my focus. The Brazilian, who I will call Pedro, got really close to me and stared at my face. He was clearly thinking, probably with a mix of surprise that he saw me here, but also on how to approach me. After a beat, he hugged me, and then again another tighter hug. He then kissed me, tentative at first, and then deeply after he knew he could. And then, out of old habit, he scooped me up and lifted me for one of those body hugs he used to give me when we were together.  
Pedro sat next to me, clearly excited that I was there. “This is why you suddenly disappeared,” I said, as there was a time two years ago that Pedro frequented Lagoa in Sao Paulo almost every day. We were pretty civil at that point after a crappy break up, and the relationship had been over for 3 years, and all the reasons why we broke up were just a distant memory, and we were just friends. And then one day I stopped seeing him at Lagoa. I didn’t even worry about it, it's just one of those things that happen in the background that you realize for half a second but never think about until you forget it eventually, only to resurface and make sense at this moment.
We got caught up on our lives. His main thing was that the Brazil sauna scene was not giving him the resources he needed to survive. He decided to try Europe with a client helping him to get there. He quickly found a good life for him, traveling all over Europe, using Barcelona as his base, and Zurich as well, and traveling with clients who met him in the saunas back to those client’s home towns. He said he has never seen this much money in his life, and he has saved a tidy sum just living this life.  Europe has been kind to him.
Just to give a description. Pedro is in his late 20s or early 30s. Tall and bearded, has a lean muscular body that has almost zero fat. He has a sweet face, and I know he kisses very passionately, though he does dole his kisses out pretty judiciously to those who can pay for it. But being Brazilian, his show stopper is his cock. Let’s just say it is long and thick, more than a mouthful, and a challenge to all but the seasoned ones among us. I got interested in him because he was a sex maniac, but I “dated” him because deep down he is a pussycat. 
My man guide was still close by, probably trying to listen to our conversation, which was a mix of Portuguese, English and Spanish. I nodded to the man-guide and he asked me if I was Brazilian. Pedro quickly interjected and proclaimed that, almost proudly, that I was his ex-boyfriend. I told man-guide I was American, but Brazil was a second home. There was another handsome boy seated close by, who was built like Pedro but with more Arab looks. Later I would find out that he was from Morocco. I would eventually see 5 more boys still in the sauna who were actively looking as well through the course of this night.  So clearly I had options, even at this hour. 
I ordered a Jack and diet. Pedro ordered a vodka red bull. I was surprised. He used to not drink but now he clearly does. “Europe has changed me, and I can show you how much if you let me.” I reminded him “You used to be different before you met me, so I changed you too.”  Which was true. I met Pedro at the Sauna Boa Vista in Recife. Back then he was just this naive kid who was dirt poor, who slept on the beach, and has never left Recife. Me, being the great corruptor that I am, introduced him to Rio de Janeiro, and then Sao Paulo, and he got a taste of city life and ways, and more money than he had ever seen in his life up to that point. And look at him now.
Next up: my time with Pedro, and two other boys. Spoiler Alert: I left the sauna at 2:30 AM.

Night 1.5: Late Night Cocks
“If I knew you were going to be here, I wouldn’t have made plans tonight,” Pedro said as we finished our drinks.
“Why is that? Are you going somewhere after this?”
He hesitated, then told the truth. “A client has booked me for the night, but I can cancel.”
I didn’t really ask him to stay with me—tempting as it was, since I was alone. But then again, my objective was to check out the trade in Thermas, not rekindle an old flame who had clearly moved on and built a busy life here.
He asked if it was my first time there, and I said yes. So he started telling me about the different parts of the sauna. He pointed to the nearby hot tub and pool and said we should try them. I said it was probably not a good idea. He laughed and said that was for the best, because he didn’t know how many of his “future children” had died in that hot tub. Knowing his sense of humor, I immediately understood—he had no idea how many times he had come in that bathtub. 

We went upstairs through a labyrinth of corridors, showers, and cabins where the action happens. He told me about some memorable experiences he’d had there. He chose one cabin that had ample room and said it was his favorite. In the beginning of his Europe career, he said, after his client left him to his own devices, he did not have a place to stay, so he had basically slept in the sauna, with some understanding with the staff, while starting his rent boy career in Europe. He has a place to stay nowadays, he added, though he kept the details vague. I suspected he might be staying with someone—maybe a client—in Barcelona. I didn’t pry; it didn’t matter to me.
 
He plopped himself onto the “bed” in the cabin, which was just a cushion with plastic/rubber lining for easy cleaning. He took off his towel, and his huge dick swung freely with his movements.
“Hey, can you squeeze my dick like you did before—the way I like it?”
I remembered it well. It was a maneuver I had used many times: to make him hard, to calm him down, or to immobilize him when he got manic, as he sometimes did.
I did what he asked, sitting in front of him and giving him a squeeze—softly at first, then as hard as I could, the way he liked it. He leaned forward and started kissing me. Familiar feelings came back. Yes, this was why I had been with him for almost a year.
After a few minutes, he pulled back. He reached into the small bag he was carrying and took out a joint.
“You smoke weed now?” I asked, surprised.
“I told you I’ve changed. I’m calmer, less angry—maybe more flexible.”
He said his first few weeks in the sauna had surprised him. It wasn’t like the saunas in Brazil. Here, people smoked in the cabins—weed, and other drugs too—and drug use was very rampant. He’d picked up the weed habit, but not the harder drugs.
“That’s probably for the best.”
He did seem like a changed man—for the better—which made it harder not to ask him to stay. But I tried to stay true to my objective: to try as much new dick as possible.
After some back and forth, he decided to leave for his client appointment. He said he was going to earn 300 euros to stay until 6 AM, but would rather cancel and stay with me. I suspected he was hoping I’d offer to cover the 300 so he could just hang out, but I didn’t take the bait. I told him that if he was available tomorrow, we could try to meet.
We exchanged numbers, and once he finished his joint, we left the cabin and went upstairs toward the lockers. On the way up, he kept saying he might just cancel and come back to my hotel, but I stayed firm and said no.
He went into the rent boy locker room and kept talking to me while getting dressed. When he was ready, he gave me a big hug, a deep kiss, and then left.
  
As I refocus, I see my previous man-guide sitting on the center benches there. “Habla mucho,” he said, pointing toward the door.
I laughed and agreed—Pedro was a chatterbox—and admitted I was actually glad he was gone. I told man-guide to come back down to the bar with me for another drink. He followed me, got a Red Bull, and I ordered another Jack and Coke. We started getting better acquainted.
I hadn’t gotten a good look at him earlier, but now I saw that he could very well be my first experience in the sauna. He was tall, with pale skin, somewhat Turkish-looking features, and close-cropped hair. He was handsome and carried himself in a very straight-presenting way. I learned he was from Albania. 
Without much prompting, he showed me his dick. It was soft, but clearly very thick. He said it would get even bigger in the cabin.
The one catch: he didn’t kiss. That’s usually a dealbreaker for me. But he had an easygoing manner, and his body—barrel-chested, not overly gym-built, with a light dusting of chest hair—was very appealing to me. I hesitated a bit, telling him how much I loved kissing and how hard it would be for me to get into it without that.
He said he understood, but promised a great time regardless—and that I wouldn’t have to pay if I wasn’t satisfied.
As part of his seduction, he pulled me closer and started massaging my shoulders, teasing my nipples—and that did the trick. I gave in and said, “Let’s go.” 
He grabbed condoms and lube from the bar and led me upstairs, choosing a free cabin.
Not going into detail, but he was a man of his word. He asked me to suck him, and his cock grew to its full size—thick, long, and heavy. I told him I’d never be able to take it, but he said to leave it to him. And I did—and he handled it like a professional, making it surprisingly comfortable.
He even gave me small pecks on the lips now and then, a concession knowing how much I liked kissing. Afterward he grabbed paper towels from the dispenser and cleaned me up.
I wasn’t sure how long the sex took us, but it felt like less than 30 minutes, though the buildup at the bar had felt longer. He led me to the showers, and we rinsed off together while chatting about my weekend plans.
 
 We dried ourselves and went back up to reception. He stepped into the bathroom in the middle of the floor to wait for payment, and I went to my locker to grab a 50-euro note. When I handed it to him, he hugged me and thanked me warmly.
I went back down to the bar for some water, trying to rehydrate after a pretty good experience. As I caught my breath, I reflected on what had just happened. Fifty euros felt a bit cheap for what I’d just gotten. I assumed they worked on volume, seeing multiple clients, before leaving. Still, it felt like I’d gotten away with something. I didn’t mind paying more—but not excessively—and I had expected that kind of experience in Europe to cost more than 50 euros.
As I cooled off with a glass of ice water, a tall, athletic, bearded man sat down next to me. It was 1:30 AM.
Was I up for more shenanigans tonight?

Hello everyone, 

I'm very new to this forum, but I have read through a lot of existing posts and the community is amazing and offers a lot of brilliant advice. 

I visited Tokyo for 8 days in Febuary and thought it would make a good first post. I apologise for my writing style in advance as I am not 100% fluent. I read through a lot of the posts in the Japan sub-forum and reviewed a lot of the options in preparation my visit. 
 
An Independence 

On my second night in Tokyo, I pre-booked Haruki from An Independence for a 2 hours out-call. Although a small part of his face was covered, he looked very attractive and it looked like he had an amazing body. The site also stated that he spoke some English which was definitely an advantage. If anyone considers booking from An Independence, I would definitely recommend also visiting the Japanese version of the site and using Google Translate as it has a lot more information in comparison to the English site such as reviews. Haruki had very many great reviews on the Japanese version of the site which made me feel a lot more comfortable booking him. 

I was staying at an airbnb near Minato City instead of a hotel as I thought it would be a bit more discreet. The airbnb was great overall and was much larger compared with most of the hotel rooms I have stayed at in Tokyo. It was on the 7th floor of an apartment building, there was a 7-eleven right outside, it had an elevator and there were also no other rooms on the floor.  The room had a large bathroom with a shower and bath, dining area with kitchen, a sofa bed and a regular queen size bed as well as a washer and dryer. 

The booking process was relatively simple with An Independence, but it did take some back and forth. I selected an out-call for 120 minutes and provided my time and date preferences as well as the location of the airbnb.  If you make a booking via the web form, you receive a reply with a link to a web portal which allows for messaging between you and the company. They were initially unsure of the address I provided, so there were a few back and forth messages before they would confirm the booking. I provided the photographs from my airbnb location guide which resolved the concerns. The cost was 22,000 yen for 120 minutes including the travel cost, which was particularly reasonable due to the Yen exchange rate at the time.

I waited by the entrance of my building for Haruki to arrive. He was only a few minutes late, but apologised profusely. As soon as we entered the room, it was evident that he was wowed by the room and eagerly attempted to peek through the curtains to see the view which I found endearing. It was obvious right away that he was very confident and not shy or meek at all. He embraced me and started kissing me as we were looking out the window and we soon both started removing our clothes. I won't go in to too many details about our time together but it was amazing. He looks better than the images on the site, particularly his face which is very handsome. He told me that he works out every day and that is really evident in person. We tried quite a few positions and as we are both vers, so we switched roles throughout. Haruki has a lot of stamina and is willing to be as gentle or rough as you would like or can take. He really is well endowed and thick as stated in his profile. We laughed a lot toghether throughout and it definitely felt like he also had a good time but, if not, his acting was superb which was good enough for me.  Haruki was also able to finish quite easily when requested which was nice. 

I was really impressed with how well-prepared Haruki was. In his backpack he carried change, condoms and lube which I imagine is quite standard, but he also had towels and wet wipes to ensure cleanliness and to prevent any soiling of the customer's bedding. After the fun, we cuddled for a bit and had a really nice conversation. His English is really good so we didn't need to use a translator and his cuddles were very nice too. He told me that he had been doing this as his sole job for almost four years which explained his professionalism and confidence. Prior to his departure, we showered together which was very intimate and enjoyable and he then provided me with a business card and a voucher code for a future appointment. He initiated quite a few hugs before he finally left, which was also really nice and felt like a proper BFE. 

I would definitely recommend An Independence and would use them again in the future. 
An Indepdence Rating: 9/10 due to minor booking back and forth
Haruki Rating: 10/10 on all fronts. 
 
Heros Tokyo
I had seen a few good reviews in the forum about this establishment so I decided on booking someone from here to compare with my experience at An Independence. It was a few days after my first booking but I was at the same airbnb. 
There were a decent number of options and it was therefore a little hard to pick somone, but I eventually settled on Kazunari due to his profile and reviews. The booking was a lot simpler in comparison with An Independence and was done solely over Line. There were similar questions to the An Indepence form but there was no back and forth. I selected an out-call for 120 minutes again and the cost was 21,000 yen.

As with Haruki, I waited outside for Kazunari and he arrived exactly on time. After entering the room, Kazunari was eager to get down to business so we started embracing and kissing, However, it was very clear that he was a lot more shy in comparison with Haruki, possibly due to his age or lack of experience in the job so I had to take the lead. He did look like the images on the site but wasn't as attractive in-person. He was also quite sweaty which was particularly noticeable when removing his clothing which were saturated. His mouth had an unusal taste when we were kissing (some sort of unusual flavoured candy and not bad teeth or anything) so I had to suggest we move to the bathroom before continuing any further. I have read quite a few reports here stating that meetings usual start with showering and mouthwash, but both of my experiences did not follow that convention. I am not sure if I was meant to initiate this practice or not or I may have missed some cues due to language/cultural barriers.
After the shower, we moved to the bed. Kazunari is also vers, but I did not want to top on this day so he topped me in many different positions. The dimensions in his profile are accurate and he is quite big and thick.  He doesn't speak any English at all so communication was quite difficult but we managed via translation apps. He was actually an even better top than Haruki, but he didn't seem as into it (or at least didn't act as well as Haruki). I'm not saying it didn't look like he was enjoying it at all, but it was a very different experience in comparison with Haruki which may just be due to the language barrier and experience level. Whilst he was topping, he would stare into my eyes with a somewhat mixed happy/concentrated facial expression but never said anything and didn't even make any noise at all throughout. It's quite hard to describe and I'm normally a big fan of eye contact, but this did feel a little strange in ways I am unable to really express. 

He was able to finish, but I wasn't able to so we just jumped in the shower before he left. He wasn't as prepared as Haruki and just had condoms and lube and nothing else. 

It was an okay experience overall, but the perfect experience with Haruki may have over-shadowed it somewhat. I would use Heros again due to the booking experience but I would likely choose someone else. 

Heros Tokyo Rating: 10/10
Kazunari Rating: 5/10

Danshi Gakuen
Similarly to Heros, I had read a lot of good things about Danshi Gakuen in forum posts and the selection was really good with locations across Japan. It was really difficult picking someone from this establishment due to the number and variety of options available. However, the choice was a lot easier to make when I spotted Ruiya in the options for Tokyo store. He is a popular Japanese AV star and I had seen quite a few of his videos in the past so I was keen to meet him person. He is normally at the Osaka store but was working in the Tokyo store for a few weeks on rotation, so I was very lucky to even get a chance for an appointment with him.

The process for booking was very similar to An Independence with the web form but it switched to emails after the initial contact instead of a web messaging portal. However, due to Ruiya's short time in Tokyo he was very popular and it was therefore quite difficult finding a slot when he was even free. It took multiple days and quite a few emails to finally find a slot when he was free. I booked him for 2 hours as an out-call for 22,000 yen for my last night in Tokyo before departing. 

I had moved to an even nicer airbnb by this point. It was a two floor entire Japanese house in Shinagawa. I initially had a quite small hotel room booked, however the two-story house was actually cheaper than the cost of the hotel per night so I cancelled that and re-booked the house instead. The property had just been listed on airbnb so it was actually brand new which was a nice surprise. I provided the updated address to Danshi Gakuen the day before the meeting and they had zero issues and it was quick to resolve with them. 

When Ruiya arrived exactly on time, he rang the intercom and I welcomed him in. I invited him upstairs as that was the location of the living room/dining/kitchen area and I handed him the money before we sat on the couch. Unlike my other two experiences, Ruiya contacted his office to confirm he was in the correct location for the meeting which I assumed was for safety and so that the office was aware that he was able to find the customer's location successfully. 

Ruiya looked exactly like the pictures on his profile and the videos he has made. If you are a fan of twinks, you would likely appreciate his appearance a lot. We started upstairs and then moved downstairs to the main bedroom. Ruiya is also vers and we switched role on occasion but he was primarily the top. He isn't as well-endowed as Haruki or Kazunari but is really able to work well with what he has. He has amazing stamina and was a great top overall, equivalent to my other two experiences. It appeared like he was having a great time which definitely made the experience a lot better. I finished while on top and it launched quite violently at Ruiya's chin and face which made us both laugh a lot. Ruiya tried to finish but was unable to do so, possibly due to the number of appointments per day he was having whilst in Tokyo, and this was a little disappointing but not the end of the world and very understandable. 
The post-fun cuddles were really nice and we then jumped in the shower together which was very intimate and enjoyable. Ruiya speaks very little English but we managed to have a really nice conversation afterwards with google translate whilst relaxing on the couch. I offered him some delicious strawberries that I had purchased earlier in the day which he ate enthusiastically. He initiated multiple hugs before eventually leaving. 

Danshi Gakuen Rating: 10/10 - although it was a little frustrating having to go back and forth, it was a lot more understandable due to Ruiya's short term in Tokyo and his general popularity. 
Ruiya Rating: 10/10

Overall, I had a great time whilst in Tokyo and I really liked how efficient such booking services were. I particularly like that you can see everyone who is available, reviews and what they look like before meeting and also how the pricing is very clear up front. As with a lot of things in Japan, it is such an efficient and safe process and is not seedy (or at least does not feel like it) in any way.
I also surprisingly had some luck on the apps as a foreigner for hookups, but a lot were solely bottoms unfortunately. 

I'm already eager to travel back to Japan and try out many more options (and obviously enjoy all of the other benefits in Japan too). However, the flight is very long and expensive so that makes it a bit more difficult. In some ways I am glad that this is a deterrent else I would likely be spending way too much money in establishments like these 😂

I hope this has helped someone and apologies for the length and writing correctness in advance.  

I'm coming to this thread late, but what a tale! Indeed, very relieved for @spoon too that the phone came back.
After a couple of near-misses regarding phones many years ago, I have determinedly made myself acquire some better habits. I choose trousers with pockets -- as many as possible -- and my habit now is that my phone is always in one particular pocket, unless I take it out to read/send messages. It goes back into the pocket immediately after. 
It's a front pocket, not a back pocket - which is possibly the worst place to put one's phone. Not only will the phone be easily lifted out by a thief, one needs to take it out of the back pocket each time one sits down... and leave it on a table, car seat or somewhere else.
In Thailand, an additional problem is the power bank. I find that I need to have one with me when I am out and about for most of the day (and maybe into the evening). Fortunately, I tend to go about with a backpack, so there's space for that too.
Another point brought up earlier in the thread is that of how others take notes for trip reports. In my case, I dictate into my voice recording app on my phone. I do this several times a day, e.g. when I am walking out of a massage shop; that way I make a record of prices, tips, names, even bits of conversation before I forget. The app generates a transcription, which I can, even days later, copy-and-paste to build a report. I realise however that dictating into a recording app is an acquired skill; many people, I notice, can't do it. The skill involves being able to dictate in complete sentences with clear diction, with content delivered in a coherent narrative order. That way, after downloading the transcript, one does not have to do much more than light editing. I credit my managerial training in my younger days for that skill, having had to dictate fairly long letters to my secretary. It may be a lost art, by now.

Day 3.95 - The unmitigated disaster.
I immediately asked my guy if he saw my phone, and he said no. I saw one phone on the table and it was his phone. I checked my small backpack thoroughly and its not there. My last recollection was of course i used my phone to book my bolt, and its not with me now, so it can only mean i left it in the bolt car!
At this time, my guy is already in the bathroom ready to shower. I told him I would go downstairs to find my phone. In my mind, I was hoping that the driver realized that my phone was left in his car and already gave it to the concierge for me to collect. 
Alas, when i reached the reception, I asked if anyone leave my phone with them or concierge and they said no. My heart sank, and thoughts running through my head of what will happen if I lost my phone, at the beginning of my trip too.
I then told the reception that I believed I left my phone in the bolt car. She asked me if i remember the car plate number. I told her i dont, i can maybe remember the number but not the thai character for sure. The receptionist asked where did the car dropped me, and i told her near the entrance to to hotel lobby, and not at the street. So she called the security and asked them if they can see the security camera footage if they can identify the car plate number. She asked me what time the car dropped me and if i recall the car color and make. I told her its a black toyota vios.
While they are helping me with this, she asked me if i can wait and sit at the lounge chair. After few minutes waiting, i thought of an idea. I went back to the receptionist and asked if she has a line. Asked her to find my line account but unfortunately, she couldnt find it using both my phone number or user id. Not the first time i had this issue, especially when exchanging contacts with guys, and best way to bypass this is by sharing QR code. Well, since i did not have my phone with me, that wont work. 
I then asked if she has whatapps, and unfortunately she doesnt have one. I then asked if she can try to call my phone using my phone number, which is a malaysian phone number, so it will be an international call. I of course said I will pay any charges incur. She tried that as well but apparently had issues getting through the operator. 
After trying for a while, she then asked he colleague if she has whatapps and to my relief, she said yes. I gave her my phone number for her to add my whatapps account and ask her if she can call my phone. She called, and no one answer. She called again, the same. At this point, I am totally at lost already. Not to mention, i have a hunky guy waiting for me in my room. Ill just have to accept that chances of recovering my phone are slim now. 
Before I went upstair, i checked again with reception if there is any update on the security camera, and she said not yet. But then, she asked me if the phone number i shared with her is the one i used for my bolt account. I said yes. She told me she is reporting my incident with bolt. And hope that bolt will respond soon. My experience with customer service have been a mixed bag, so I didnt get my hopes up that they will respond anytime soon, seeing its now maybe 2am. Having half accepted my fate, I thanked the receptionist, the security and the concierge for their help, and went back to my room. 
I guess as i aged, I tend to get better control of my emotion and learnt to accept things that is out of my control. Ive done all i could, and now, its up to the universe to do its thing. While the memory of tonight is somewhat tainted, my session with my guy actually went great. Even though language is a bit of barrier, I think we had good chemistry. He stays until breakfast and before he left, i asked him if he can let his friend (who went with my friend) knows that i lost my phone and I will meet him later at dinner as per agreed before. 
 

Day 3 - The luck continues, or does it?
From this day onwards, no specific notes were taken, so itll be a recount from my text messages, and mostly from memories.
My guy left after breakfast together at the hotel buffet. I needed to change money at superrich, so we walked together to the nearby branch at Sukhumvit MRT. While location is convenient, rate isnt as good as x-one nor the silom plaza superrich branch so I change a bit of cash here. There are several other exchange place nearby but rates for MYR-Baht isnt any better. 
Back to hotel to catch up with sleeping and then woke up around 2 or so and get ready to head to Prime for an hour foot massage. Forum member told me he is at MBK shopping when asked about dinner plan for tonight and he wont be able to join. I told him im at Prime now for foot massage and having late lunch later if he wanted to join for a chat. We met at 90gram at Quarter Silom for a chat of world politics.
Back to hotel to enjoy the lounge until its time to head out for dinner tonight. Tonight dinner is only us 3 malaysian, my friend who travelled with me and another friend i know from telegram group who used to work in bangkok. We decided to try Central park again and this time browsing through their food court area, where almost 70% of the stalls here have michelin labels. I didnt eat much since im still full from late lunch and titbits in the lounge so I just order a drink, while my friends ordered crab fried rice and fried rice with fish.
Tonight, we decided to go to dreamboy. But since its still early, we parked ourselves at midnight bar. I always have a thing for one of their waiter. He was fun and flirty but ive yet to off him. He is very popular anyway and for me, he is still a borderline case. But i still enjoys his attention at the bar. My KL friend went up to freshboy as he already arrange a boy to off tonight. Meanwhile we go to dreamboy around 10.30pm for the show and see their line up.
We took the seat at the very back and center, so we got a good look at the stage. Pretty impressive numbers of guys available to choose from. Perhaps the most boys in all bars in Bkk. All kind of guys too, from twinks, to average, muscular and geriatric. My friend didnt see anyone to his liking though, and im not surprise as that has always been my experience before as well. Lots of guys of all different type but none Id take.
However, I have received intel that a guy i really like from FB moved here, so I tried to look if he is around and lo and behold, i saw him when its in between shows and guys started to rotate on the stage. However, while he looks very impressive and stands out in FB, here, he looks small indeed in comparison to his peers in the line up. 
Without much hesitation, I called mamasan and told his number to come join me for a drink. The usual conversation ensued. Asked if he will go with me to my hotel, he said yes. Asked if he will do long time with me, and im surprised that he didnt hesitate to say yes. Reiterate that will he stay with me until breakfast and he repeated yes.
Why am I surprised? Because the last conversation we had in FB, he flatly said no long time to me. This time, I did told him that i know him from FB before, though he cant recall me. Cant recall much of dreamboy shows, as we left around 11 pm so we didnt see much of their shows.
Anyway, happy that im all set for the night, so I asked my friend if he wants to stay at dreamboy or move somewhere else. He said move elsewhere and we land on Banana Bar. Told my KL friend that we are heading there and he met us there as well. He told us that his guy were not at the bar and he told him if he is still interested, to meet him at banana. His guy show up 15 mins later. He actually went with another customer for short time off before. 
At banana bar, we each has our own bench, and each of us has a guy sitting with us, all from different bars. Me with dream boy guy my KL friend with FB guy, and the other friend, a guy from banana. We stay for a while as we always enjoyed the show here long enough to see their boy line up and big cock shows  I counter around 8 guys. Of course their shows are mostly done by their very beautiful ladyboys (my guy definitely enjoys seeing them) and a dance crew (some of them can be off as well albeit at higher price).
We left for supper at silom edge and each of us depart back to our hotel with taxi/bolt. I ordered my bolt and off we go, 3 of us, me and my guy with my friend since he can save few baht taking grab from sukhumvit instead. So we say good bye to my KL friend . At my hotel entrance, I also said goodbye to my friend as he ordered his grab.
As we entered my hotel, my guy asked if he can use my phone charger, I said yes. As I reach my pocket to grab my phone, I suddenly realized that it is not there..... 

Day 2 - Getting into the routine
Had breakfast and lazed around until 1pm, making my way to silom soi 6, for my customary massage at prime. 1 hour foot and 2 hour oil massage. Feeling refreshed, walked back to silom MRT station and back to hotel before heading out back to silom for dinner. Tonight, i suggested we eat at the new mall central park. 
Arrived a bit earlier and stroll around the new mall for a bit of window shopping. Turns out they still have black friday sales and im in need for a new shoe, so enter a few shops and managed to buy one at around 37% offed retail.
We ate at Prime burger, and all of us agrees that the burgers there is of great quality. 
After dinner, went to midnight bar for a drink and flirting with their waiters, and people watching. Another forum member join us. We walked passed rainbow dragon bar and saw one of their boy on the glass door enticing us to come in. At least one of us was entranced and went there for a quick drink while the rest of us wait at midnight bar.
Tonight plan was to visit moonlight. Used to be my staples where i get my guys, but sadly the situation here isn't much of an improvement from my last visit in July (yes, I didn't report this trip here, so was my trip in March lol). Only 4-5 floor boys. The model line-up is a different story though. Impressive still and my favorite, Joey is much more impressive than before. Good news to Jeoy fan, mamasan said he is can go with gays now, but i have no idea what he will or will not do, and fee to find out is not what im willing to pay, at least not yet lol. But given that he wasn't taking guys customer before, i'd lower my expectation.
After decided that I wont be getting anyone from here, decided to go to Good Boys next. We left after seeing maybe 4-5 numbers performed by the models. Out of the model line up tonight, babe is missing. But there is also a part time Brazilian guy who just sit on the side bench. He is also asking model price for off, but he didnt go up the stage along with all the other models. 
I went to Good Boy alone, one member had to go to Jupiter to pickup his guy for the night, and 2 other went to hotmale. Good boys has quite a number of guy, mostly twinks, perhaps around 30 guys, one i would call a twunk with very fit body and visible six pack and muscles. My friend and his Jupiter guy joined me after a while and we stay a bit for the shows. Plenty of penis on the shows. We stayed for a while until I had a text that hotmale duo is moving to Freshboy, and we decided to join them.
Entered Freshboy in the middle of big cock show, and not long after, all the guys are on the stage one last time before the bar closes at 1 am. In the end, all of us went back with a companion after having supper at foodland.
 

As some of you may already know, I was in Bangkok for 10 days, from 29th November until 9th December 2025. I know i have sort of stop writing trip reports, due so mixed of life and work interfering as well as lack of interest to share lol. Even for this trip report, ive been contemplating whether i should write a report or not.
Alas, I am less busy with work now, and life is a bit dull at the moment, so here I am, back with writing trip reports here.
Year end trip this time was planned a bit earlier, unlike some of my trips this year and last year where it was a bit of a last minute decisions. I usually try to align my trip, or at least part of my trip with a friend from KL, which have been my bangkok travel buddy for few trips now. Normally, he will be the one who booked his travel first, and ill adjust my booking to suit his schedule as I am more flexible and will be in Bangkok longer. For this trip, he will be in Bangkok for the first half of my trip. 
Initially, I couldve stayed in Bangkok longer, up to 20 days, as I have vacation days to be used before year end, but two things happened that made me decided on only a 10 days trip to Bangkok. One, a work meeting on 15th December, which i couldnt skip. Two, I am very close to obtain gold status for Enrich program (Malaysia Airlines), and need to travel at least to two more locations to reach that gold.
So my work meeting helped me to decide when i should split the trips, hence 10 days Bangkok, followed by 4 days Phnom Penh, and after my work meeting, another trip, which at this point of time its between vietnam (ho chi minh or da nang) or domestic location (Kota Kinabalu). I ended up going to Kota Kinabalu instead. 
Another to do list i did this trip is to maintain my status with hilton honors, so first half of my trip, Im staying in Asok instead of the more convenient Silom area. Its a bit unfortunate that Hilton did not have hotel located near enough to Silom ghetto area. Instead, the closest one is Hilton Garden Inn Silom, which is in Bang Rak area, closer to the riverside. Id rather stay in Asok where the hilton there is near a bts station. As member here, I was offered free upgrade to executive room, on the highest floor. 
The second half of my trip, I stayed in my second home, Furama Silom. Booked deluxe room (slightly more than the cheapest superior room) with breakfast and got a 17th floor room with updated furniture and bed, with of course the glass wall for the bathroom. Was contemplating between Furama and Raya, but raya rates seems to be much higher now, so value wise, Furama wins. Already spent too much on Hilton hotel so that helps with my budget. 

You have voiced this opinion many times. While enjoyment is subjective, a review could cover several aspects that are objective and of interest to new people. For example is the guy straight or gay, does he kiss? Absolute subjectivity look more like a cop-out. 

@12is12 There is in fact a non-public section on this forum for reviews. It is not used much, either due to the conservative nature of the forum members or because people are generally unaware of it. Posts there receive very little engagement.

I visited Paradise Massage recently and wanted to share my experience, since we don’t see all that many massage shop reviews from Pattaya.
The shop appears to be one of the few remaining gay massage places in Boyztown, and the facilities are nicer than many others I’ve seen in Pattaya. When I visited, there were around 12 boys on duty. I’m quite introverted, so simply stepping inside takes effort for me. I had hoped to chat briefly and get a sense of individual personalities, but the boys mostly stayed seated and let the manager handle the interaction.
The manager was pleasant and explained the pricing.
    •    Massage: ฿700 for 1-hour oil massage, pricey for Pattaya but worth it to me for en suite shower.
    •    Tip for boy: Starting at ฿600 for kissing / general above-the-waist contact and hand job, as I was told by the manager. This was described as standard / expected. My immediate thought was, great the guys are instructed to kiss!  
Of the available boys, there was only one I was drawn to — slim, very cute,  and as I would learn later, completely hairless. Thai. He’d been averting his gaze most of the time, certainly not beaming at me, as one would hope. But as he was the only candidate I was interested in, I chose to disregard that omen.
The shop is very nicely decorated. The room was small but clean and also nicely decorated, with an en-suite shower and a proper massage table. A little worn, but still nicer than average for Pattaya.
I showered alone as he disappeared to do the same, I suspect.  
The session itself was more rubbing than massage, which I expect in this type of shop. I liked that he placed his cock and balls on the soles of my feet during most of the leg rub and later placed them on my ass during back rub. Things shifted after the flip. I learned he did not kiss, nor did he want his face or hair touched (likely due to styling/makeup). When the boy won't kiss, my fallback is to kiss his face and neck a bit. This was barely tolerated. The atmosphere was flat, and there wasn’t much to do about it. I’d smiled at him several times to try to break the ice and make him feel more comfortable. He’d smile back, sort of. 
At this point we were lying uneasily, facing each other, he was wanking me. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I really didn’t feel like it as there was absolutely no chemistry at all and I didn’t have a good feeling about the encounter. I was trying to figure out what to do when I, probably misguidedly, blurted out “how much “.  He gave a figure which, while not outlandish was still above what I’d usually consider. I was indecisive, since I really didn’t particularly want to fuck him at this point. To me it wasn’t worth haggling, which is pretty pointless anyway, counterproductive in the beast of times; and I also didn’t really want him enough to do much of anything more with him. He had turned out to be the unaffectionate, starfish that turns me off. 
It had only been about 30 min at this point and I’d had enough. I went back into the shower while he stood there. After shower I gave him double the stated minimum tip for soft and quietly, smilingly paid my bill to the reception desk and left. The boss sitting outside was clearly livid and glaring at the boy when he saw me leave early. Wondering WTF the boy might have done wrong, I think. There was nothing wrong with his service; we just didn’t connect. 
Overall Impression
    •    Facilities: Very good for Pattaya.
    •    Boy selection: Appeared limited for my taste at that time of day, but this can vary.
    •    Staff / manager: Polite and straightforward.
    •    Session: No issue technically — just no chemistry.
Do I recommend it? Yes. The place is well-run and the facilities are some of the nicest in Pattaya. I might return in a month or two and try another time slot. 
 

These two are connected in a way I've been saying for years. Bars should learn from this and should offer fun experiences with personal interactions for affordable fees instead of depending solely on winning the jackpot of getting offs. The price of an off may be too high and the majority-Asian male visitors baulk at the rates. So, the bars try to pull in women -- but they like conversation, drinking and attention (and they spoil the gay vibe of the brand) rather than offing.
For the bars, I have recently mentioned (again) the mystery of why private lap dances are not available as options. And as @vinapu has said, this notion of a fashion-parade-type catwalk with unsmiling models is senseless. It appears to be geared to women though. Psychologically, women feel a bit threatened when men smile at them uninvited, so the "modus operandi" of catwalking has developed this look-into-the-distance style. And Thai-style management simply copies, not known for thinking critically outside the box.
I feel sorry for the boys. The bars' business goals (sell drinks) destroy their livers, yet give them little income. They're really better off working in massage places (where boys can average 3 customers a day at 1,500 - 2,000 baht per customer) than in bars.
Long-time visitors to Bangkok like us may not be put off by such bad branding, but the test is whether newer visitors can feel welcome in such a vibe, and whether the experience is affordable or value for money.

perhaps smiling more i.e. showing more interest in clients in the audience  and reducing a bit tip expectations can cure that malaise

PATTAYA: GENERAL OBSERVATIONS 
Just like many other times I've been to Pattaya, I chose to book the Agate Hotel in the Jomtien complex. The price-quality ratio is simply excellent. And the location is perfect. Close to several gay bars and within walking distance of the (gay) beach. You'll get the best price by booking directly with the hotel. This can make a significant difference compared to booking platforms. If the hotel's own booking tool on the website isn't working, email them. They usually have rooms available.
Nice detail: the bathrooms have a bench in the shower. Handy for lazy queens who like to give blowjobs in the shower but don't want to get down on their knees...
From my hotel room, I have a view of the abandoned parking garage in the Jomtien complex (see photo). Does anyone know if it was ever in use, or what the story behind it is?

Not the most inspiring view, but I also look out directly onto the street inside the complex, so in the evenings you can see how busy it is and what's going on around. The hotel pool is small, but it's always quiet and deserted. Perfect for a few hours of relaxation if you don't feel like going to the beach. There's even a pet squirrel roaming around the pool. It's tame and not afraid of people. It came very close to me and was even bold enough to jump onto the lounge chair I was lying on and look at me curiously.

Just turn on Grindr here, and the messages are guaranteed to pour in. And if the selection of guys on Grindr isn't enough, I recommend using Hornet. Quite a few money boys in Jomtien have been blocked by Grindr because they discovered they were MBs. Advertising yourself for sex for money isn't allowed on Grindr. But via Hornet, it's easier for them to open a new account when this happens. Meanwhile, Grindr has much stricter security. If you're banned, you can't create a new account with the same phone.
As other forum members have noticed, there are quite a few Black guys (some from Madagascar) active on Grindr as moneyboys here. I've encountered quite a few in my grid. See, for example, the guys in the colleague below. Always nice for those who want a change from the Asian guys.

What's also striking is that the price increases implemented by many guys in Bangkok haven't yet filtered down to Pattaya. On Grindr, most moneyboys offer themselves for 2,000 baht, but there are also plenty willing to visit your hotel room for 1,500 or even 1,000 baht. And they're good-looking guys, too. 
Speaking of Grindr: the profile below made me laugh... The photo shows that what you're looking for can sometimes be closer than you think...

I've seen several shows in the complex itself. I've been to the M2M show several times before, and it never disappoints. The performances are full of energy, and the artists radiate joy. A fun night out is guaranteed. This time, too, it was a great time at M2M. I went to The Venue for the first time, but I'm not as impressed with the show there. The performers seem to be disinterested. Twice a week, they put on an extra show with a more erotic twist after their regular show. This special show is actually much more fun than their mail show. The performers seem to enjoy it more, probably because they can rake in a decent amount of tips. The audience sits very close, and as the performers walk through the audience, you can touch them and give them the tickets or tuck them into their clothes. A very touchy-touchy show.

The shows at Best Bar are unfortunately no longer what they were for a short time. They had to cut the erotic segments. That was a really fun part, if I'm to believe those who were lucky enough to experience it. See the photo below for an impression. Oh well. That was once upon a time. Not anymore. Now it's a Thai Dance section and the well-known ladyboy numbers. Not as good as M2M, but in terms of energy and fun, better than The Venue.

That's it for now. I'll write more about further adventures in Pattaya soon, even the exciting ones.

I am talking about Gogo bars in Pattaya and Bkk. The average farang won't ask a mamasan "what does it cost to bring a boy home" and will likely negotiate with the boy directly. 
From my experience Asian customers will negotiate with the mamasan who will over inflate the asking price, whereas the average farang will do anything rather than deal with the mama!
I even remember Toyboys in Pattaya once had a written menu with different prices in Chinese and English that they would produce when it came to negotiations