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Deleting posts from the middle of a thread can make that thread disjointed and difficult to understand.

So just stay away from people who want to judge you all the time.

Wtfool, you seem to lack a proper understanding of what a friend is. Most important of all, a true friend is someone who is there to support you in all situations. So if they turn on you because you are gay, how can you consider them to be friends?

You need to forget those hetero "friends" and find a bunch of gay friends with whom you will share a lot in common.

Which confirms what vinapu was pointing out - there are gay bars and boy bars. They cater to different audiences. Another boy bar is Boyzboyzboys in Pattaya. It started off as a gay bar but then changed to a boy bar when Chinese women began to outnumber gay customers.

I think it's a joke - he's referring to the use of a hair dryer.

Just make sure you use the big one!

"Any requests on what to check out while I’m around, let me know." If you have time, could you please check out Natureboy? I've had lots of fun times there over the years.

In all my interactions with bar boys in Thailand over the years I have rarely heard a sob story, or any other story, designed to get money out of me. Yet strangely enough, if I did hear a genuine story, from I guy I liked, I'd be more than happy to dig deep and help him out. Rather then hand over a sum of money I'd prefer to set him up in a business of some kind - nothing too complicated - to ensure a steady stream of earnings (provided he can run the business, of course!) If the business failed I guess I'd just chalk it up to experience and move on. Years ago there was a guy in Pattaya who I'd seen over many trips; he was my regular guy. He had a wonderful personality and was so much fun to be with. He didn't drink or smoke and was certainly not a party boy. Oh, and he was a great bottom, too! I asked him what he planned to do after he got too old for the bar scene. He mentioned that he'd like to set up a juice stall. I told him when I came back on my next trip we could look into it. If the figures added up, I'd get him started and support him until he was making money. On my return trip 2 months later I went straight to the bar to meet him, only to find that he'd changed bars. I went to the bar and was shocked by what I saw. He was loud and out of control. He was obviously very drunk and probably on something (meth??). His friends in his previous bar told me he had changed after he started mixing with the wrong crowd. So that was the end of that. I never bothered with him again. Talk about a missed opportunity!

" Long Covid scares me. I know people who are still suffering long after they re-tested negative. For them the virus has been anything but "extremely mild."

I bought a pencil sharpener on Khaosan Rd for a friend. It was a woman with her legs apart, so you can guess where the pencil went. Very tastfully done!

I think it is unreasonable to off a guy and expect him to be able to bottom if he's not used to it. Is not something you can just do on the spot - it requires quite a bit of practice and a top who will take things slowly. Otherwise it can be very painful indeed. But one you get used to it, it's a case of "Hello, sailor!"

I was just covering my arse. Lol

I made a point of saying "In my experience" in the final sentence; I was not making a general comment. And I'm the first to admit my experience with ladyboys is limited to seeing how they behave on Beach Road and in various gay bars where they are employed as mama-sans. I'm sure that, like Vessey, there are others who can point to a different experience.

It seems that ladyboys were all born with the gift of the grab. It's really weird. Is it just part of their "culture"? In my experience, they are truly horrible people! Nothing like the Thai guys I hang out with in the bars,

If I were past 80 I also probably wouldn't worry too much about what I ate or keeping in shape. Luckily, I'm not there yet. I exercise in order to be fit enough to go sightseeing when I travel. I usually walk around 17 kilometres a day when I'm on holidays. I want to be able to climb up cathedral stairs in Europe, for example. My last overseas trip was to Spain and Portugal. In Portugal you are forever climbing stairs and hills so you need a fair degree of fitness. It is the most exhausting country I've ever visited. I live on the coast so I just cross the road and I'm at the beach where I go swimming in summer. In winter I have a heated pool to swim in. There is also a walking path that goes on for kilometres along the coast, so that is also very convenient. I also have a gym at home but rarely use it as I prefer to exercise outside. But I've kitted it out with lots of equipment because the "friends" who come over to provide me with a special kind of "exercise" like to work out. Just looking at all that equipment wears me out! I have a sweet tooth so I actually need to exercise more then most in order to stay fit. I don't drink much and I only smoke when I'm in Thailand, never at home - or anywhere else for that matter.

Sorry "Thai doctors" but I go to Thailand for cocks. I visit beaches and temples in between the cocks. For me, there are lots of other countries which offer far more interesting places to go sightseeing.

Is it an illness, or are you just shy?

No, that was a beat-up. The young inexperienced masseur mistakenly thought the guy had rigor mortis.

I would not go to Thailand hoping to find a real boyfriend - one who I didn't have to pay for. The type of guy I would look for - hot, handsome, young and hung - would not find me attractive. I'd be wasting my time looking. I always travel to Thailand (and S.E. Asia in general) by myself, as my gay friends are not interested in Asians. (No, I don't get it either!) But I'm never lonely because I have a couple of guys I spend all my time with. They offer great companionship and are just lovely guys. Of course, they are money boys but they never ask for anything. I'm the one who suggests we should go shopping because I like spending money on them. (And on myself, too!) Sometimes they even reject my offer to buy them something. WTF?? - It's ok. Already have. - But it's old. Don't you want a new one? - It still working. No need. If they were gay and I were their age, either would be perfect for me. I'd love to have one (or both) as a real (no money involved) boyfriend. But there's no guarantee that they'd want me. I've had real live-in boyfriends in the past but now I'm single. I'm alone but not lonely as I have lots of friends, both gay and straight, who I care about very much. My sex life here is catered for by 2 hot money boys I see on a regular basis - but not at the same time. Loneliness is a by-product of getting old, especially for men. It's important to build up a social group and to see them often. Joining various clubs and taking up new hobbies is a great way to find friends. There's nothing better then practising hobbies with like-minded people. They don't have to be gay, although many of my friends are. But all my friends, gay and straight, mix in together. But I imagine forming new social relationships with farang would be a little more difficult if you were to move to Thailand to live.

I have met quite a few members from the 3 gay boards in Bangkok, Pattaya and Chiang Mai over the years. Apart from the now deceased Neal, they have been very enjoyable encounters. We've shared meals, met over coffee, gone to bars together, gone out for drinks etc.

Well, if you sit at the front of the plane, technically you do arrive earlier.

Members are free to post whatever they want. They are also free to ignore whatever they want.

No, it wasn't boring at all. Please continue to post about your experience. We all have our coming out stories and for many of our generation they are unhappy and sometimes very traumatic, Fortunately, my experience was a happy one. I grew up in Japan from age 13. In my day it was a very conservative society (and to tell the truth, nothing much seems to have changed.) I was always fearful of being "outed" at school because Japanese boys can be vicious if they turn on someone - they've got bullying down to a fine art. So I acted macho, made crude jokes about fucking girls, commented on how sexy certain girls were - you know what I mean. As the only foreigner most of them had ever seen, apart from in the movies, I was the constant centre of attention, especially among the girls who would pass me notes in class (at that time I couldn't read them) leave gifts for me on my desk and most disconcertingly of all, stand around me in a circle and watch me eat my lunch. Needless to say, this caused problems between me and the other guys who were jealous of my situation. They'd be thinking, why don't the girls pay attention to me? And I'd be thinking, why don't the boys pay attention to me? Lol. At school we stayed in the same classroom all day and the teachers used to come to us. There was a 10 minute break in between classes to go to the toilet (and for the boys to stand in front of the mirror and preen themselves!) One day a boy told us to make sure we all gathered in the toilet because he had something to show us - something his older brother had taught him. It was the start of our group wanking sessions between classes. Being gay, it made school more fun than any school kid could imagine. I couldn't wait to get to school every day! There was one boy who, for some reason, I suspected of being gay. Of course, I never approached him in case he wasn't, but as it turned out he was and it was with him that I had my first sexual experience. Being an only child, I was extremely close to my parents so when I decided to tell them that I was gay I didn't really think it would be a big deal. So at the dinner take I simply said something along the lines of "I think I ought to tell you that I like boys, not girls." Funnily enough, I didn't know the word "gay", I only knew the Japanese word. Mum got up and gave me a big hug and dad said "Can you pass me the salt, please?" or something like that. Apart from dad telling me I should keep quiet about it, there was no further discussion. They were 100% supportive. By the time those classmates had reached the last year of school they had grown out of their bullying ways and I felt comfortable enough to come out to them. A few decided they no longer wanted to be friends with me - no loss there- but everyone else was fine. We are still all friends even to this day and if they have a major celebration I always fly up to Japan to be with them. The important thing is, understand the society in which you live and act accordingly. The gay life I enjoyed in Tokyo was full-on and anything I've experienced in Thailand pales into insignificance. But you don't flaunt your sexuality if you are gay. (Heteros can, and do so all the time). Almost all activity takes place behind closed doors. I say "almost" because I was regularly groped on the train during rush hour, especially when I was a student. So apart from enjoying being at school, the journey there in the morning was also fun! OK, that's enough. Except to say I'm so lucky to have had such understanding parents. Stories here and from my Aussie gay friends about family rejection is all so sad.

We walked past those baht buses every night, so the touts knew he was a money boy. Mind you, I was one of many older farang with a young guy in tow who walked back and forth between Sunee and Boyztown. But over the years there was only this one arsehole who couldn't resist commenting. He never commented again.