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All fascinating but let's go back to Cam, Jimmie and Cambodia..........

All fascinating but let's go back to Cam, Jimmie and Cambodia..........

All fascinating but let's go back to Cam, Jimmie and Cambodia..........

McDonalds is checking all three of your constraints? Healthy? 🤔

With the afterglow of Nam's massage I wandered the streets, off and on checking out the brkfst places recommended on the forum. BTW, buffet rates at the more upscale hotels mentioned r 600-900b.
Went back to my room, wrote up yesterday's report, opened up grinder and other apps and fell asleep.
Woke up at 20:30 and went to grab 'dinner' at McDonalds. I m not a connoisseur of food due to three dietary constraints: health, vegetarian, Jewish kosher.
On the way back I stepped into the Rainbow Dragon, hoping to meet - per forum members' observations - some non-Thai guys (better endowed?) who might speak Enlish. The four waiters / hosts I saw were not tempting. More forbidding was the music volume. I can understand (though dislike) it in a gogo bar, cannot comprehend the logic in a host bar, seemingly based on keeping conversation and drinks flowing...
I entered Dream Boy a couple of minutes before the show started. They tried three times to sit me at the front (pressure) row; I insisted on sitting at the higher back seats.
The usual 30 boys on stage (only 6 patrons), again - almost all indifferent. "Almost", because one guy (#1) was enthusiastically fighting for my attention. He wasnt athletic as I prefer, but lean cute with a wonderful shock of hair.
A minute after the boys disappeared and the show started, he was the only one to come back, and sat with a friend at the end of my row. As he waived, I motioned him over. Gam or Gum immediatelly called for a drink. He claimed to speak English, but initiated a string of questions and suggestions through the translator. All the while my hands were roaming his back and chest, he was dry kissing me on the lips ("not allow tongue"), and per my encouragement - also massaging my crotch. The dark back row is better for such activity.
The show was a complete flop: short, less talented ladyboys, less erotic boys and cocks. I viewed Gam's company as a compensation for the lackluster performance.
He wrote "550 off 3000 tip". I said the tip was too expensive, he wrote 2500. I agreed, after taking a photo of his translator page saying "if not do everything no pay".
At the hotel he proved a man of his word, although he was obviously nervous about "first time shower together". Throughout he was angling for a second meeting and more ("u take me pattaya"), but for me he was a one time encounter.
400 my drink, 500 his, 550 off, 2500 him = 4000b. R we not better off with massage or apps?
I won't dream about returning to Dream...

*Site's log-in problems ("too many connections", error EX1040) r delaying my posts.
Two general points, I prefer to b aware of rather than take for granted.
1 - Unlike regular tourists, it's great to b within walking distance of all relevant destinations.
2 - Even though I prefer south America (because I speak Spanish and I like Latinos), it's GREAT to walk around - always and everywhere - with no security awareness, actually openly holding the cellular (-:

Anyway...
After the very late night I woke up at 9 am, and went to check Raya's brkfst. It hadn't changed in years; still healthy and unexciting.
While eating, I noticed that unlike my room - the dining room was quiet with no traffic noise, which had disturbed me. So reception moved me to the right side of the corridor; no urban view, no urban noise. Guys noise-sensitive like me, take heed...
A bit before noon I left for Sun Massage. Jason had recommended the place and three names. Concerned that if I ask for a certain name the manager would bluff, I asked him for the names of the 6 guys on call. Fortunately one of them was the recommended Nam; also the best looking of the lot. So off we went, 60 minutes aromatic for 600b.
Climbing up three floors, we entered a smallish room with a standard massage bed and a shower. Everything squeaky clean and quite sufficient.
Nam speaks relatively very good English. As we entered I said I asked for him because a friend had recommended his massage skills, including b2b. He asked for the friend's name; of course he couldn't recall a "Jason"...
I showered and Nam launched into a good professional massage, as we alternated between chatting and pleasant silence. After flipping he continued this. I cautiously and politely asked if he would remove his shirt. He said "yes of course", and while removing it asked in a semi surprised tone "ahhh, u want b2b massage?" I said "yes, that's why I mentioned it at the beginning". He immediatelly removed all his clothes, revealing a GREAT body.
Nam slipped into this new mode seemlessly, no prompts needed, climaxing with a 69. Afterwards he soaped me thoroughly in the shower. He gave me his number for hotel service, and allowed me a photo (dressed of course).
Since there was no mention of payment before, I asked him how much would b appropriate. Nam said "up to u". Again question, same answer. I handed him a 1000b bill, asking if it's ok; he smiled and thanked me. We walked down, I paid the 600, praised him to the manger, had some water and said goodbye.
.....with a later feeling that maybe the tip wasn't enough. I consulted two members, who suggested that in bkk the tip for an enjoyable massage IS usually higher. So I messaged Nam that in our next session I will first add retroactively. I do wish everything would b more straightforward.
Anyway, I thank Jason for his recommendations regardin Sun and Nam, and join them.

The boys are literally there to be groped. It is what they, and the bar, are selling. When having a boy sit next to you you may pay lip service to the idea of consent as a common courtesy, but actually how many times is consent refused. It’s just window dressing!
By groping the boys on stage Mamasan is signalling both to the wilting wall flower customers, of which you and I are not one, that the boys can be groped, and encouraging customer engagement with them, while also demonstrating to the staff who is in charge.
 I’ve seen many mamasans act like this over the years and while it may sometimes be uncomfortable and “not nice” I think that most people would consider the whole situation to be “not nice".
 I am surprised it sticks in your throat so much.

This was how Patpong Night Market looked at 20:10h (peak dinner time?) on a Sunday evening (18 October). Although the canopy had been put up, it wasn't raining.

By the way, I was unable to upload the pic when it was a jpg. Then I wondered whether it would make any difference if I changed the file format, so I changed it to .png. Uploaded like a breeze.

I will miss out of this since i cant stand the smell of cigs lol

Day 9
 At 5.30 am , phone started making noises so I did quick refreshing, prepared some coffee, finished packing that little I carry and walked to train station 10 minutes away.
 Few words about Aurora Delight hotel , not really luxurious but for a price certainly adequate. AC and shower worked , they provided a kettle but not tea , coffee, sugar , water etc. Location was clean and quiet despite it being very central. Safe worked but it was probably few years ago.
 There are two trains leaving in the morning , 6.40 to Battambang and 7.00 to Sihanoukville  so it pays to make sure  one boards proper one. Once inside , I was impressed. Thore were refurbished former Hokkaido Railway carriages and certainly both classes were quite comfortable with 1st class  being very comfortable.
 What I liked the most  was , at least for those seating in the first car, ability to observe  tracks train was rolling on.
All in all very pleasant trip. Was not very packed but considering that is was 2nd day of 3 days holiday it was expected , whoever wanted to go went already and returns will start tomorrow.
 On few provincial stations on the way there were bilingual banners clearly indicating that if one plans to board train at this station should buy a ticket from website or call given number to inform crew train should stop there, wow!
 Mid way train stopped at Pursat , we were clearly informed that stop will last 10 minutes and in front of station were few stands where we could buy some food and drinks. I treated myself with 2 fish cakes  at 1000 riels  a piece  and they were surprisingly tasty. Can of Coca cola   - 2000.
 Interesting 6.5 hrs , we rolled into Battambang station about 10 minutes late greeted by few remorks and taxis but since my hotel was close I just decided to walk there as a mean with acquainting with the area.
 My hotel Deluxe Villa was collection of bungalows with small pool in the middle of courtyard . Room very spacious with full sized refrigerator and bank sized safe which unfortunately did not work.
 You may recall that I was hoping  certain guy from Phom Penh visiting his parents in the area will join me so I sent him message I’m in the city. Answer was fast and clear ”I’m so happy, are you coming here or you want me to come to you “ Opted for 2nd option and he promised to be here at 6 pm
Shower and I set for a walk, City center was about 10 minutes walk, quite pleasant with river bisecting it. Interesting architecture of central market although I saw cleaner places in my travels. Certainly pleasant place but with certain provincial feel, Siem Reap feel more metropolitan in comparison and no wonder   with those hordes of tourists.
Upon returning  to hotel I arranged driver for sightseeing tomorrow – I did not want to keep my guy for the day , let him enjoy his time with parents.  He arrived as agreed at 6.p,m and I must say it created some buzz in the hotel – super  hunk visiting old crippled troll, WTF ? you could see in eyes of receptionist and maintenance guy. Those knowing smiles will be accompanying me  for next 2 days, even if I will maintain celibacy.
I was hoping we hit the sheets , at least for a while but my guy had other idea, he wanted to go out  to eat and drink so off we went.
He found  quite busy restaurant on other side of river, we got the last free table. I ordered  , what else? Chicken with cashew nuts, he took advantage of occasion and ordered 4 dishes  and I don’t think he eat more than half of what they brought. This happens quite often in Thailand and Cambodia and I’m not fun od such waste but kept quiet .  
It was still fun  with lively atmosphere, chatty waiters and live music.  I must admit it was good idea of his to come  there.
 At one point , after few hours situation become bit awkward as another oldie appeared,  obviously well known to my boy  who asked if that guy can sit with us. Sure , why not. Guy turned up to be Khmer from California. Was already quite drunk and certainly very possessive. It did not take long before  it was clear  who is third wheel here and it was me.
So when my guy said he wants to stay bit longer and have  few drinks I opted out, paid for what we consumed so far, told him  I will be waiting in the room and walked out. It was interesting as it was dark, I was in area of the city I never visited before and still found my way to hotel without any problems. It was great idea to do that walk as I sobered up a bit and not long after I arrived , my guy showed up. He told me other guy was too drunk to he packed him to taxi , ordered another one for himself.
I was glad to take back possession of what was mine, he, he. He got his share of drinks and as result was not very active  but did not mind at all of me being more energetic and it was exactly what I was looking for. I’m glad my plot to see him in Battambang worked.     
 

Good to know really existed!

I think not:

This is shocking, especially in an international chain hotel.
Do I worry about this stuff? Absolutely, and even more so now!
Construction issues in high storey buildings, fire exits in hotels, flooded streets with invisible open manholes, blocked or impractical fire exits in clubs etc etc. To which I now have to add being electrocuted in hotel swimming pools!!🤨😃

I let him do the waxing after fucking!

This is shocking, especially in an international chain hotel.
Do I worry about this stuff? Absolutely, and even more so now!
Construction issues in high storey buildings, fire exits in hotels, flooded streets with invisible open manholes, blocked or impractical fire exits in clubs etc etc. To which I now have to add being electrocuted in hotel swimming pools!!🤨😃

Kinkier and kinkier!

A top with a waxed arse? Hmmm

VERY fortunately for me, Emiel took me up on my offer of meet+drinks, before he takes off on the next day. Him being the veteran, I decided to just follow his lead.
We met at Guido's at 19:40, for dinner and get-to-know and comparing forum notes and tutoring (me of course). Later, we relocated to Midnight bar, where we met a smiling masculine waiter called Pey whom Emiel knows. When Pey told me I'll see sexy boys in the bars, I countered I'm seeing one now. He got the hint but didn't pursue...

22:15 we entered Freshboys before the show started. There were 8-10 patrons (more joined later), and 20+ boys in shiny white short pants rotating for inspection. Comparing notes, we discovered similar preference to masculine over twinkish. All except maybe 2 boys made no effort at catching patrons' attention, which (again for both of us) is a turnoff.
The show was tasteful but rather standard. One of the two big cock dancers caught my attention, not only for his most prominent feature. Alas, when the boys returned after the show with their numbers, he wasn't among them.
Only one boy was invited for a drink with a patron. To her credit, the bulldog-faced mamasan neither nagged nor even approached.

Avid forum readers will have already learned that Banana is Emiel's bar du jour; I can well undrstnd why. True, its program features too many ladyboys performances. However, the costumes music energy certainly standout. Inbetween there were big cocks, quantity and quality superceding Fresh.
Coming back from the toilette, I chanced upon one of the guys (no shirt) seated waiting for the final line up. Since he saw me glancing at him earlier, he motioned me over. Very quickly my hands were roaming over his torso, his friend encouraging me. I tipped him 150b for this short interlude. Before leaving, with all the boys on stage, I also tipped the biggest cock (known by Emiel).

At this point (maybe even earlier) offing wasn't my main objective, for three reasons. One, I wanted to maximize my time with Emiel - great companion great tutor. Two, I was feeling the jetlag. Three, I was waiting for an important and long conversation from home at 01:30. All this to explain that I wasn't dispirited...

Since I wanted to see also something "sleazy", we went to Goodboys ten minutes before the 01:00 show started. Unfortunately nothing sleazy. 6 patrons, 30 boys, 1 mamasan who didn't move from our back sofa but also didn't nag.
Unlike Fresh, many boys (mostly twinks) were actively gesturing at us. I went up close to the stage to pick one, which caused a great excitement. Despite his initiating smile, the boy I chose turned out a dud. I bought him a drink and tried to make conversation. He was very quiet and shy. As I stroked his back, he touched my leg hesitantly. When I lowered my hand to the top of his underwear, he squeazed my crotch twice and then froze. Not wanting to continue the awkwardness, I tipped him saying "sorry this isn't working" and sent him on his way.

A couple of minutes later the show started. The 2nd ladyboy song was my cue to leave. With a heavy heart I bid farewell and gratitude to Emiel, and departed.

End of a great introductory night (-:

Wat Ounalom busy with worshippers in the morning


Tonle Sap meets Mekong

evening cruise

Day 8
 Quite pleasant morning weather wise, feels like spring , very un-Cambodian weather at least for few hours.
Taking advantage of the pleasant air I took long walk to a train station to buy  ticket to Battambang for tomorrow.  First class 15 $ , 2nd class , only 10$. Of course I opted for the First !
 Due to holiday morning surprisingly quiet, walking to my favorite restaurant Dolce Vita across Silver Mount hotel  I started having feeling it may be problem to eat this morning. All restaurants on the street were closed. Only busy places were temples as people went there to pray for dearly departed parents.
 Finally , across Wat Ounalom , in the small mall I found western style bakery which was opened so I could get a tea with sandwich. Not exactly very tasty but at least expensive  for Cambodia. Then walking by Kandal market I spotted barber and went to get my long planned haircut. Stupidly I did not ask how much so he charged me 20000 (5$) , most I ever paid in Cambodia was 3$  and had haircuts there for 5000 ( 1.25). Still that 5$ is about 1/3 for I’d pay at home , if that little so no complains. Happy Holiday barber !
Upon return to hotel I packed and checked out at noon. I moved to Aurea Delight hotel in Central Market area, idea being I can walk to train station tomorrow morning to catch my 6.40 train. I got room immediately and feeling bit sleepy after last night at Space  I actually did the laundry and fell asleep till at least 4. That served me well as after waking up I felt I’m back to full health after last few days being quite so, so only.
At 6 pm I took  sunset river cruise , always pleasant  undertaking in Phnom Penh where two mighty rivers -Tonle Sap and Mekong   meet right in front of Royal Palace.
I had some meal aboard abut as usually  with those meals aboard, not particularly  tasty but at least I got filled with something . Walking back to hotel I bought some provisions for tomorrow’s train trip, 2 cans of Hanuman Black beer being a must.
At 9 p.n. I took Bolt to Space bar, if only to see what serious holiday means for business. No customers at all and only one balding guy there. Got him a drink, gulped myself two and that was weekend evening in the bar. Few customers showed up when I was ready to go so at least opening made sense for the bar. Not that I was surprised as boys yesterday told me  that there won’t be staff tomorrow ( means today). 4000 remork to the hotel and off to bed but not before setting alarm for 5.30 am

I'm not a smoker at home, but I smoke when in Thailand, as I can socialise with guys outside while the show is on. As you said, inside the bar there is very little interaction.
This is what I always do at Freshboys. Ad soon as the shoes beings, all the guys go outside to smoke and I just follow them out.
Many come up to me and ask for a cigarette, and that gives me a chance to start chatting with them.
The hot Vietnamese guy in the big cock show always steps outside while the ladyboys are singing. I gave him a cigarette and he immediately put my hand on his crotch for a quick grope. Then a very nice-looking Cambodian guy came over and put my hand down his underpants!! That earned him a nice tip.
This happened every night on my last Bangkok trip.
I also sit outside with the guys from Dreamboys during the show but I've never been offered a free grope in return!
I still give them a cigarette , as I live in the hope!

Kinkier and kinkier!

Life continues to surprise!

In Luxor, we went for a walk along the Corniche, looking for a bar that sold beer or wine. We found a really cool pub and had quite a few drinks there. As we were leaving, a taxi driver approached us, offering his services. We negotiated a price and went to find his vehicle—only it wasn’t a car, but a horse-drawn carriage. He and his driver convinced us to go with them. He was very kind and polite; he even asked my friend to swap seats so he could sit next to me in the back, and we started chatting. Suddenly, he took my hand and placed it on his cock—it was rock-hard, large, and thick. We were passing through a somewhat dark street at the time. I kept touching him while we talked; the hotel was only 2km away, but the ride took 40 minutes. He said he wanted to sleep with us and asked for 30 euros for the two of us. I agreed, and we took him up to our room—the hotel had a rooftop bar, and you could reach the rooms by taking the stairs. It was a wonderful, full-service experience with the carriage-driving taxi driver. I got his WhatsApp number, and we still talk; he’s such a sweetheart.

I just got in this morning. Thai was an hour late, and although we arrived at D4, close to immigration, I was in row 63 at the back of an A350, with another flight ahead of us. Almost 50 minutes to get through.
I ended up directing traffic. People at the front were blocking the whole fucking line waiting for the two booths directly ahead, instead of spreading out to the ones on the right. Once I pointed that out, things moved considerably faster.
One booth was set a little further in, and apparently nobody knew whether they were allowed to queue there. When I reached the front, I walked straight over. Everyone looked at me like WTF, then promptly lined up behind me. 😂
Luggage was already waiting. At customs, for the first time in all my visits, they stopped my Indian friend and had him put his bag through the scanner. I asked whether she wanted mine too. “No.” Apparently I have an innocent face. 😇
Then 1½ hours to The Venue with Mike Taxi, courtesy of a female driver who has clearly missed her calling in Formula One.