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I only kept it for a couple of years and then sold it - but not because of the Aussie bogans. I just decided I didn't want to go to Bali any more. But I almost doubled my money so, thank you Bali. I will always love you!

In my early Pattaya days, I was so enthralled with the place - I mean, endless sex with the guys - that I seriously considered buying a condo in Jomtien. I could retire here and just fuck 24/7. I would usually go for a post-coital ciggie and a drink at one of the Sunee bars, and that's when reality struck. I would find myself accosted by some expat and end up sitting there listening to his tales of woe - how he hated the place, hated the beaches, hated the Thais, hated his fellow expats..... Had it been just one person, I would have ignored him, but this was a common topic of conversation and frankly, I started to consider whether or not I should even go to these bars, as the talk was always depressing. When sitting away from the farang for a bit of peace, they would often come up, introduce themselves, sit down and start carrying on about their sad lives. Needless to say, I never bought a condo in Thailand. (I bought one in Bali instead, but that's a different story!)

'Modo randen' was, but I was replying to Olddaddy.

Modus operandi??

Great reports, Vinapu. Photos are always appreciated, too.

Just tell the msmassns you are a regular visitor to Bangkok, and they won't bother you too much. If they think you are a newbie, they'll eat you alive!

Nagoya is also famous for spicy chicken wings.

It was in the soi 2 sois down from Boyztown, right near the corner of Second Road.

The old Narcissus massage place in Pattaya used to have a huge mirror on the wall, right next to the mattress on the floor. My favourite masseur was very flexible and chose positions which would give me a great view of the action, without having to look at myself - except for a certain part! He was particularly fond of showing me his cock sliding in. He would then change positions to show me his balls slapping up against my arse cheeks. All part of the fun!

Nagoya is best used as a base for day trips. It has little to offer tourists.

I know these are averages but they obviously didn't measure the guys in Isaan or Shan State! As a size queen, these guys have never disappointed me. I'm proud of the fact that I was able to bottom for the guys in Adams Apple in Chiang Mai - apart from one, whose cock actually scared me. As a sometime bottom, I often wonder if there is a size our anatomy can not accommodate.

Unicorn decides what view to take on a topic and then defends that view to the hilt, despite his opinion bring based exclusive on speculation. He includes a lot of 'maybe', 'may have' 'possibly' in his comments. Hardly reassuring. There is no way he could know anything about the actor's financial situation, including his real estate purchases, unless he has spoken to his financial advisor. There is no way he could know anything about the actors wife's financial situation, unless he has spoken to her. There is no way he could know anything about his health insurance, unless he has spoken to the actor's insurance company directly. There is no way he could know anything about the actor's 'Dawson Creek' show, unless he has read the contract. I could go on..... Unicorn has form in this area. He stated that the Japanese farmer had regretted his decision not to sell his land. The only way he could know this for certain is if he asked the farmer 'Do you regret your decision'. It's all pure speculation - hardly a reliable basis for the strong opinions he expresses.

Nah, it was a simple whip it out, wank it and wipe it. During Sunee Plaza's sleazy, anything -goes era, I saw lots of farang customers licking cum off the guy's stomach or having them cum in their mouth or drink. Given the emergence of more virulent sexuality transmitted diseases, and diseases resistant to treatment, I view cum as a kind of toxic waste to be avoided at all costs. I do, however, love a great cumshot! In the early days of visiting Thailand, there were lots of truly remarkable cumshots - guys shooting over their heads and hitting the wall was the norm rather than the exception. It was always something I looked forward to. I particularly remember a guy I regularly offed from Adams Apple in Chiang Mai. He would spray the pillow, the bedhead, the wall and the bedside table. I watched in amazement as he just kept squirting - I once counted 13 sqirts!! Unfortunately, the ready availability of porn = more wanking = less powerful cumshots and less cum. More's the pity.

I'm aware that diet plays an important part in the taste and smell of cum. I was told earlier on in life to steer clear of asparagus and celery. Despite this, my cum still had a stronger smell and taste than my Japanese partners. Given the pungent spices used in Indian food, I shudder to think what their cum must be like!

Nah, I don't think so. In my younger days I really enjoyed bukkake - as the giver, not the receiver. Of course, I also had to take my turn as the receiver but to be honest, I didn't enjoy it at all. Just the smell was a real turn-off for me. Sometimes there would be a dozen or so guys participating. Can you imagine how much cum that involves? And just on your face? To each his own.

The last time I was in Pattaya I went to Nice Boys every night. I would head straight to the pulpit seat, drinks would arrive and the fun would begin. The guys wore undies, so it was easy to get to the goods. After the guy had cum, we'd sit and chat for a bit and then he would go to the toilet to clean up. 'Next, please!' Some guys would be after seconds, which was fine by me. I only gave up when my arm got too sore. 😂😅😂

Imho there is no such thing as fine tasting cum. YUK!!!

Will he dress any of them in monkey suits? What do you think, Bucky?

Is it reversible? Is there any way the silicone can be removed? The first question I always ask is whether or not the guy has mooks or silicone. I usually do it by pointing to his crotch and asking 'original?' It's a question they all understand.

‘Winter Olympics & Paralympics Don't miss out on the headlines from Winter Olympics & Paralympics. Followed categories will be added to My News. Follow Anti-doping chiefs at the Winter Olympics said on Thursday they would investigate bizarre claims that Olympic ski jumpers are injecting hyaluronic acid into their penises to get a competitive advantage. The claims, first reported in the German media, are based on the theory that adjustments to ski jumpers’ body suits, especially around the groin, can create the effect of a sail that can add metres to a jump. When Witold Banka, the Polish president of the World Anti-Doping Agency, was asked about the penis injection claims in a news conference in Milan, he answered with a smile: “Ski jumping is very popular in Poland so I promise you I’m going to look at it.” Olivier Niggli, WADA’s director general, said: “I’m not aware of the details of ski jumping — and how this can improve (performance) — but if anything was to come to the surface we would look at anything if it is actually doping-related.‘ https://www.codesports.com.au/winter-olympics-paralympics/antidoping-chiefs-to-investigate-bizarre-claims-ski-jumpers-use-penis-injections/news-story/6c7b258e88b6d7e2672f420beffc2c99 “2cm in suit size circumference reduced drag by 4% and increased lift by 5%. It said that a 2cm change in the suits was equivalent to an extra 5.8 metres in jump length.”

When I was staying at A&P, I set up a routine from which I never strayed. A tuk-tuk driver would be waiting for me every evening at 6pm outside the door. He would take me over to Hatha Khmer massage, where my favourite guy would be waiting for me at the counter bar in the garden. I named him Mr Bubblebutt. We would spend around 15 minutes at the bar. The talk was always the same - him trying to persuade my to buy him a scooter, and me fending of his requests. We then went into the room, where I fucked him and he fucked me. I thought I had died and gone to heaven! At 7pm my tuk-tuk driver would turn up to take me to the river area, where I'd have dinner, and then walk over to Space Bar to spend the rest of the evening drinking and playing a groping game with Virat, my favourite waiter. He would greet me as soon as I walked in, organise our drinks and get down to business. He had quite a package down there -a real handful! I ran into him when I was last in phnom penh a couple of years ago. He came into the bar when I was sitting there and we immediately recognised each other. Unfortunately, he couldn't stay, as he was running a food cart and he had just come in looking for orders.. But we had a drink together and a great chat. Space Bar is the only reason for me to visit PP. Even though the atmosphere in the bar is now different - not so raunchy - it is still lots of fun.

When I was staying at A&P a number of years ago, the staff offered massages but it was made clear that there would be no funny business.That appears to have changed.

I'm off to KL on the 15th for Chinese new year. This will be my 5th trip in 12 months. I used to visit the Otot-otot sauna, but didn't bother the last 2 times because I couldn't find any guys I liked. Now that they've been raided, I won't be going back. When I first went there about 15 years ago, KL was pretty dead, with not much to do. Now there's lots of places to keep you occupied - Chinatown, Brickfields (little India), beautiful mosques and gardens ( you can walk along suspension bridges through a rainforest, right next to the Menara tower). Food choices galore and incredible sky bars where you can sip on a cocktail and admire the stunning views. Try Helipad, Traders bar, Vertigo @Banyan tree, Cielo...the list is endless. For massage, walk down bukit bintang street and turn into the street which leads to Jalan Alor food street. Keep walking past that Street and you'll see massage places on either side of the street as you walk downhill. Continue on, and you'll come across a pub district. I didn't see any freelancers out on the street art night - only ladyboys outside my hotel. I did a day trip to Malacca from KL on a tour bus. It was ok, but I wouldn't spend 2 days there. There wasn't a lot to see.

We have the reverse situation here in little old Perth. A pair of female twins - complete with fake tits, fish lips and dressing exactly the same - share one guy.

On the contrary, Okayama is home to one of the 3 great Japanese style gardens in all Japan - Korakuen. From AI: The garden features large ponds, streams, expansive lawns, and artificial hills. It is designed in the kaiyu ("scenic promenade") style, offering new, meticulously arranged views at every turn. "Borrowed Scenery": The garden incorporates the nearby Okayama Castle (also known as "Crow Castle" for its black exterior) into its landscape view Okayama is also a 15 minute train ride from Kurashiki, famous for its old warehouses and store houses situated along a canal. It is also Japan's denim city. The denim is woven on antique looms once owned by Toyota (they started off as a cloth company), using lo locally-grown cotton. The garments are all hand-stitched and the quality is incredible.