roughjock

1. Less hassle. I can spend an hour on Grindr and line up a few potentials and have all of them fall through or be using outdated photos. I can go to a sauna and have mediocre fun with several guys who aren’t exactly my type, and that feeds into a dangerous disposable mentality for me. 2. They are providing a service, so you can feel more comfortable asking for what you want. This can all be talked about prior to the encounter so that everyone is on the same page. 3. A dinner out or a night of drinks back home is more expensive.

When I offed T, I sat at the table and he called his brother Min over as well. While I didn’t off both, they were certainly game for it and confirmed that they don’t touch each other. When I declined to off Min as I preferred more muscle, T showed me a THIRD brother on his phone. So there’s three? I don’t think the third works at the bar though.

That night, I tried a new restaurant on Banthat Thong Rd which I’m gatekeeping because I want their crab curry to stay under 250 THB. Honestly though, you could eat at any restaurant in this neighborhood and be blessed with a delicious meal. I head to ATLAS completely sober just shortly before 11:00 PM. A few tables, but the energy is even lower than the previous night, and the selection of men smaller and much worse. The cute boy from Myanmar is still there, but even he looks quite depressed. I order a Chang, and take a few sips, hoping things improve. They don’t. All of the tables leave. I drink my Chang as quickly as I can and pay my tab. The mamasan who usually tries to get me to off someone says cheerfully, “see you tomorrow!” and I chuckle and say, “No…” I think the books are closed on ATLAS for me. A total mood killer. Especially since I’ve found other line-ups that DON’T focus on muscle yet have better options; they just can’t compete. I partake in a smoke next door and sit quietly in the Soi wondering if I should call it a night. The energy of a night out has been sucked from my soul. The show and the bar offered nothing arousing, and in fact succeeded in causing me to question if I would be better off as a eunuch. “I’m not here long…” I say to myself. Let’s try again. Across the street I debate visiting #17 again. Too much of a good thing. Do I face the music and go back to Banana and chat with #1? I’ve promised to see him a few times and haven’t yet managed; there may be tension. I decide on a new show, Good Boy. Formerly Screwboys? The selection of boys on the stage are not bad but don’t compare to Freshboys or Banana in terms of my personal taste. #8 immediately stands out as the best of the bunch. There’s one thinner Vietnamese model who is making some very concerning gestures, and I wonder if that attracts anyone. I also notice one of the boys from the big cock show at Freshboys is also on stage here. Drinks are 400 THB, the same price if you purchase one for a boy. The bar is moderately busy but not packed, and the show is average. The models seem more energetic and more willing to attract customer’s attention with sly smiles, winks, or conversation followed by, “buy me a drink?” The energy is much better but my arousal hasn’t returned. The mamasan sits with me, a really nice guy who isn’t pushy at all. He tells me there are many ethnicities to chose. Cambodian, Burmese, Vietnamese, from all over. I ask where #8 is from and he says Cambodia. I find myself drawn to Cambodian men again. I sit and watch the show and contemplate inviting #8 to have a drink, but ultimately return to my hotel alone. I pay for my one drink and leave a tip as the mamasan sat and had a decent conversation with me and I felt comfortable around them. I feel sad knowing this is probably the last night out in Silom this trip, and it was kind of lacklustre. I think Freshboys will be my sole target from now on, with Banana as a back-up. Ideally I’d like a regular but I’ve yet to make a solid connection with a boy. Tomorrow I’ll visit Prince for the last time in hopes of catching my crush Ta Nu in rotation. I see him advertised at Aurora now as well.

Was also going to mention this. There are one or two performers that make an effort. Even the manager of the bar who warmly greeted me before seems down lately. The bar seemed hopeful at one time, but after two recent visits I'm left feeling quite depressed.

I had a poor experience in the hotel with T but found him really personable and energetic at the bar, and CERTAINLY a hustler! His brother is so cute, how is his physique lately? They were very competitive at the table with me as well, joking sexually about who is better in an attempt to get me to off both.

Sorry folks, typing out the report on my phone while riding a crowded BTS was certainly a choice. I apologize for the sloppy writing. I started Day 2 walking through the Thong Lor area and visiting several coffee shops. The plan was to stay in this area until 2:00 PM and then venture over to Jey Spa as I've heard some favourable things about them from members of this forum. Around noon, a few friends who were also in Bangkok at the time messaged me with plans to meet for lunch. Jey Spa will have to wait, I'm certainly not going on a full stomach. We eat at COMMONS which is a great community food hall with many options, popular with a younger crowd. We split ways and I venture back to my hotel in Silom. At this point I had walked the entire stretch of Thong Lor's main Soi three times, which is roughly a 30 minute walk each way. Very doable- but in April heat, peak afternoon? My body resembled silken tofu, moist and shiny and in desperate need of a massage. I quickly showered knowing full well I'd do so again shortly, and walked The Surawong / Silom stretch thrice to survey the options. My hopes was to catch the number of a masseuse at Olivia near Saladaeng Station. I got a foot massage from this particular masseuse a few months prior and was impressed with his skill. As mentioned previously in a report, the masseurs at Olivia are not models, nor can they be confused for good looking. Please don't mark this shop down as a must-visit, scurry to get a cheap deal and be surprised with what you receive in terms of eye candy. This is not the place. If you don't mind a very average to below-average looking guy with some facial scruff, and find a charm in small town boys, you just might find out you prefer Spam over Caviar. Three rounds and no luck spotting this particular one at either of their three locations. I make eye contact with a very handsome guy at 9-TEEN, their outward facing location, who is sitting outside with two others. His physique is very good, especially his chest which seems trapped underneath his uniform. He's around twenty, I notice some braces when he smiles. I peg him for a bottom and perhaps more effeminate than I'm normally attracted to, but I do enjoy what I'm seeing and I'm not particularly looking for sex anyway, but if it's offered and I'm in the mood, it's not off the table. I decide to keep walking. Eventually the street touts recognize my face and I feel awkward repeating the same stretch again and again. I stop at Avarin as a majority of the men sitting outside are suitable to my tastes. Small stature, moustaches, energetic attitudes and with a range of different ethnicities. At these shops you don't typically pick your masseurs unless they pull you in from the street themselves. They ask if you want a man or a woman, and you are assigned whoever is free. I'm in the mood for someone short and small as I've found my tastes gravitating toward that more lately, and a moustache seals the deal. I receive all three in my assigned therapist. I opted for a 60 min Oil Massage. I shower, then lay naked face down on the table. He removes the towel and positions it to his liking, ensuring my naked body is still visible to him. The massage itself is quite standard yet relaxing. His small hands are able to work my upper back quite well. Eventually, the topic of a "special" arises. He's cute and giddy. He's Thai, from the North. It's acceptable, so I ask the price. "What will you give me?" he asks, and I just reply with "What are you asking for?" as I tend to set the price too high when making the initial offer. "2000!" he says. Way too much for this caliber. That's the minimum tip at Prince! I laugh and say that it's okay. He negotiates. "You give me 1500?" and I say, "No, really, it's okay." I'm a little turned off at this point so I'm being genuine. He panicks and tries to negotiate anything. "1000 okay!" and I reassure him, "I'll tip you 500 for a normal massage, it's okay, it's still a good tip, I'm not aroused anymore." He is a bit down and continues the massage, it's equally as fine, so the effort is not lessened. Eventually he arouses me again, and I touch his slim body, and confirm I want "the special." He removes his clothes. His body is a bit too slim. Very small stature. I'd estimate 25-28. But he has an incredible ass. I play with his cock which is quite small but acceptable, and he gets semi-aroused. I ask if I can suck him, and he says that he cannot do that. Understandable, but disappointing. I stare at his ass while he oils my cock up and jerks me off with fervent energy. I cum as I cup his ass cheek in my hand, wishing I had my face burried deep inside. I tip him 2000 THB and he is stunned. The massage was a 7/10, the fun in the moment was a 7/10 but realistically a 4/10, so why? Because I liked his energy, it's down season after Songkran and accommodations are much cheaper, and simply because I can. In hindsight, it's too much- we all know that, but leaving a good impression at a new shop is never a bad idea. And later, I'll re-visit Atlas for the last time, and explore a new show on the Soi in hopes of dashing disappointment... stay tuned!

So true. And even then, bars have good and bad nights, and the line-up isn’t always the same. Any knowledge is good knowledge to have, but you can never get rid of that feeling that you’re missing something truly great by being in the wrong place at the right time.

They absolutely are. I’ve never been particularly attracted to “young guys” and avoid so many of the bars which I assume are filled with twinks. I’ve been going to the wrong places. Having said that, I went to Good Boys last night and saw a boy I got a massage from a few months ago at MAHA. He had added me to LINE and tried to maintain conversation with me but I didn’t have much interest and let things go cold. Seeing him last night, he asked for a drink and I refused. He showed me on his phone, Google Translate from Vietnamese to English: ”I’ve seen you before, but I don’t recognize you.” and that hit pretty fucking cold, until I remembered that he told me he was Thai previously yet now he’s fluent in Vietnamese…

Planning to be in Bangkok for Songkran, last minute plans had me on a road trip through Chon Buri and Rayong instead. I was glad to have escaped the insane crowds of perfectly sculpted Chinese muscle gods glistening in sweat and targeted sprays from water guns, aimed at their tight white shorts with nothing underneath. I returned to our beloved city of sin, Krung Thep Maha Nakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayutthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit, only to see the crowds dramatically reduced. And hotel rates cut in half. Ah, bliss. i quickly decided to check out Atlas since there is one particular performer from The One and even formerly from Tawan I believe, who I quite like. He’s older, shorter, Thai but gives a mixed vibe almost as if Latino- confirmed, he’s not. Unfortunately he’s not there. The bar is actually quite slow. It’s me and one other table for a while until a few more tables trickle in. Not a great vibe, but the show goes on, and is somewhat enjoyable. None of the guys are my type, even though the mamasan (a very femme, short lil’ dolled up queen) is pushing me towards a young looking boy from Myanmar who she guarantees has a massive tool, wrist thick. Having never been with a boy from Myanmar, and his face being somewhat cute in a ferret type of way, and his pecs quite juicy but soft and undefined. Not an awful prospect, but no. There’s one guy who looks Polynesian who has an amazing body, but he sits apart from the rest of the guys and doesn’t engage in eye contact. I was hoping to feel his bicep in exchange for a tip, but he seems disinterested. A guy on stage is very eager, and making motions toward me and trying to act comedic. He’s older, lean, muscular, okay bulge. He’s always nice to me and I never tip or buy him a drink, and today I reflected on that as he’s one of the few performers who tries to increase the vibe. I pay for my drink (vodka coke) which is 500 THB, leave a 100 THB tip and offered 100 THB during the show to feel someone’s erection. I leave, feeling mixed but not disappointed. Atlas has been better before, a mere month prior. It must be a bad day. I get pulled across the street which I always find to be a confusing mess of bars. I end up in what I assume is Fresh Boys. It’s up some stairs, above what I believe is Good Boys formerly Screw Boys? Please correct me. The entire layout is confusing to my poor stupid little brain. And more to that- what shows on this soi are the best? As of posting, I have one day left- please, share the best! Honestly I’m STUNNED at the lineup here. Immediately I see 17 and 23- both have big ears, lean and entirely ripped bodies with bulging pecs, biceps and impossible thin waists and torsos. The porportions on both are exactly my type. The mamasan here is a a bit pushy, but in a light and funny way. She’s got a bit of a charm. She invites 17 over: I don’t buy him a drink, but I give him a tip, and she nods for him to sit with me. I ask him some questions and find out he’s straight and from Vietnam and I immediately remember my last bar boy experience with a Vietnamese guy which was just blatant ripping off at every corner. I go cold. Ah- okay, not this one. He sits with me for a moment and then leaves. There is a big cock show and 23 is the first on stage. I need him. I motion to him to come for a drink afterward. During the parade where the boys allow you to touch (and the announcer says suck!) I tip him 100 THB and confirm I’m buying him a drink. He sits with me. English is not the best but not bad. He’s from Vietnam. Oh no. Are you straight? Yes. I’m fine with that. I get a sense he’s more honest than the last, but I’m so skeptical. In the end, the prospect of being next to this guy in bed is too much to resist as he’s almost flawlessly my type. And lo and behold; nearly every guy on stage is acceptable to a degree. They hit my specific audience I guess. The best bar lineup yet? After some back and forth, asking about the pricing, and ensuring there’s no ridiculous restrictions or extra charges for simple things, I agree to off him. 400 THB for my drink (vodka coke), 400 THB for his drink, and 500 THB for the off fee. 1300 THB to the bar. As discussed, 2500 THB to the boy at the hotel. I was honestly surprised it wasn’t 3000 THB! He changes and we walk to my hotel. It’s The Quarter Silom which is a great rate during this downtime, at 40 USD. I watch him shower through the frosted glass and then he lays on the bed and turns on straight porn on his phone. I softly lick his nipples which are perky on his bouncy pecs, impressively so for his small frame. He moans whether fake or not, and I work my tongue down his tongue, sucking gently on the crevice where his legs meets his crotch. I place each testicle in my mouth and dance my tongue around them, then lick up the shaft and swallow his cock whole. It’s impressive in its size at around 17cm and slides down a throat with ease. I pull him into my throat again and again by sucking gently, and swirl my tongue while doing so. He pulls my head deeper until he’s fully inside my throat, and I create suction and wiggle my tongue in place. I love sucking him, watching his chiseled abs clench while my hand is behind on his back, above his arched ass. This boys body is absolutely perfect. I’m allowing myself every desire that arises in savouring it. I ask him to fuck me, he places a condom on his rock hard cock, and directs me to the edge of the bed. He slams his cock into my with professional ease, and immediately starts at a rhythm that has my prostate pulsing. Wow. This guy can’t be more than 22 and has a skill like this? I can’t hold it for long and I cum hands free, blowing a load all over my chest after just a few minutes of him slamming my hole. He immediately gets off, removes the condom and showers. So straight, I think to myself. I give him the 2500 thb as agreed and I look for a 500 to tip him with and only have 1000’s. I take a handful of small bills and think to give it to him, but feel it may be insulting, so hesitate. He sees this in my hand and looks down and seems sad to not receive it, and leaves. I vow to return to the bar and tip him properly, as not only did he not rip me off, he provided a good service and that would be rewarded in this type of industry as it’s sorely missing.

Just another quick trip report. One day in Pattaya. Only had time to explore Boyztown. Got a drink at Castro, drag performances and some boy lipsyncing performances, nothing wild. Packed bar, the busiest on the street. Many female customers. Beer 180 thb and cocktails 250 thb if I remember correctly. Some cute boys but nothing sexy about the show. Most fully clothed- actually, maybe even all were clothed? There was a break in the show around 11 and we slip out. Panorama, came here before in 2019. I remember the hosts being very friendly, sit with you, talk to you… this time they were just at the front table chatting with each other. I even made eyes at one, and he grabbed my arm when we left, but he made no attempt to approach the table with me and my friend. Two cocktails were just over 500 THB. It was an okay people watching spot. Boyz Boyz Boyz. 350 THB per drink. No cocktails. Drag performances, big cock show, then all boys on stage fully clothed? Big cock show was nice. One had a massive tool, chubby body. Tipped 100 thb to feel it. I’d love to off this guy, even with the extra pounds. What I noticed; cheaper than Bangkok in terms of boys and drinks. Shows and boys not as high caliber as Bangkok. Things seem to be over by 1? Tried to find another show and failed. We did attempt to take a taxi to Jomtien but the wait at 10pm on a Sunday was 30+ minutes.

If you want to meet the next time you’re in Bangkok, let me know, I’m always here and I think you’d be interesting hehe personally I’ll take the 15cm biceps at Atlas over Angkor Wat 😉

Haha, fair enough. Everyone has different preferences. If you had the choice of any destination in Cambodia, you’d chose SR over it all?

Lesson learned. Because the hotels I chose were more luxurious and for a far better rate.

I found Hong Kong locals, despite the reputation, quite friendly and open to meeting foreigners. I agree there is much to do even without boys, though. I’m a big fan of M+.

Well luckily Siem Reap isn’t a destination that really invites you to visit multiple times. It’s growing, sure, but when you’ve seen it, there’s not much else. Pubs, nightlife, restaurant scene, it’s all better elsewhere. If you like smoothie bowls and avocado toast, maybe you’ll find your place in a cafe owned by foreigners, but even then you’d probably go to Bali for your yoga retreat instead. Coupled with their USD currency and one singular attraction that draws people in, it’s not even that cheap… although the hotels are impeccable, but they are in Phnom Penh too. Siem Reap I won’t visit again, Phnom Penh I will. If you’re travelling with a partner it may be different. Shame too because there are hot khmer guys everywhere! Just not available. What you get instead is a chubby, uneducated 22 year old with bad skin and a 3” dick telling you they might like you if they had a new iPad. I'm a decent looking guy, below the age of 40, in shape and very approachable. So it’s not a matter of being repulsive or rude. It’s just what it is.