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Back to Buenos Aires, leaving tomorrow to Rio. My trip to Corrientes finished great. I saw the Baker a second time, and this time he greeted me with a wonderful kiss. He is also a top, so we ended having another hot session of oral sex. I got his WhatsApp, this guys really wakes my curiosity, He is completely atypical for Corrientes, and when I tried to learned about his background, he would always respond with evasive jokes. I only learned that he speaks English better than I do (yeah, I am setting a low standard, I know) and some French, and he is originally from San Luis del Palmar, a small town not too far away from Corrientes. I wanna know more. I met another hot boy through Grindr, 22 years old, student in the local School of Architecture. Like many of the guys I interacted on line over there, he was very closeted and concerned about being discrete. He even deleted his pictures as soon as I viewed them, so I have nothing to show. He did not have a place and neither I did, but he did have a car. We ended fucking in his car, parked in the Parque Mitre, right across the street where I was staying. Hot but uncomfortable. WARNING FOR VISITORS TRAVELING TO AEROPARQUE JORGE NEWBERY. I flew back to Buenos Aires yesterday afternoon. I had not noticed this is a long week end here. July 9th is Independence Day, and the government made also Monday a non work day to encourage tourism. Local flights do not use Ezeiza, the international airport out of the city, but Aeroparque Jorge Newbery, right in the middle of it. When we arrived and I wanted to take a cab, the line was about 200 ms. (I am in the metric system, guys). If I wanted a remise instead, I had to wait 2 hours and pay twice the fee. Uber was sowing no available cars in the area. So I got in the line. In Buenos Aires, taxi drivers have a powerful Union and several mafias around transportation hubs. Most times the danger is not for the passengers, but to other taxi drivers who are not paying their mafia fee. However, quite frequently drivers would attempt to scam their passengers by not running the taximeter and asking for abusive fees. Until last year, to fight against this, city police set cameras to film the cars licenses and the drivers faces. This year they added an extra lier of security. Before getting in the line, passengers have to go to automatic stations pretty much similar to the check in stations in all airports. You enter your destination address and name, and the station prints a duplicated receipt with a price estimate for the trip. When you get in the car, you handle one copy to the driver and keep the other one. After 55 minutes in the line, I finally got in a car. My driver was great, he was the one who told me about the mafias. The ticket estimated $AR 270 for the trip, the taximeter marked only AR$ 210 (from the airport to Recoleta). Even if this weekend traffic was exceptional because of the national holiday, I am told that the line to take a cab is always ridiculously long. My warning and advise to travelers is: if you are arriving to Aeroparque Jorge Newbery you should rent a remise service before departing from your place of origin. It is going to be more expensive than taking a cab, but you will avoid a line that, I am told, is never shorter than 30'. This morning I woke up early and took advantage of the sunny day to walk around. Buenos Aires looks more beautiful than ever, at least this privileged area does. It may be a good idea to bring some cash to avoid paying the fees for withdrawing from ATMs (about U$S 10). I am using my CC and DC has much as I can, but in some places they do not accept them. In a few hours I am meeting with Carlos Aleman. As he is retired now, he does not live alone anymore, and have to kick out his two room mates to see me. When I return from Brazil I will have my own place. Tonight I am meeting (if I have any stamina left after Carlos) with a 24 y.o. boy, also Venezuelan, who hit me in Grindr. All the pictures in his profile and in his IG have his face, so I am not going to share, but he is very attractive. His headline is "No Flacos!" ("no skinny guys!"), perfect for a daddy bear like myself. The boy is hot enough for me to pay, but this is a for free hook up. For a while, very often, the guys I am hooking up with or hiring tell me I look younger in person than in my pictures. I just decided to change my profiles in Grindr and Scruff. I am not lying, but I am not sharing my age. I also changed my picture. In the previous one my goatee was visibly full of grey hair. I trimmed it to make the hair very short, look now remarkably younger, and took new pics. New pictures are up. My Grindr is quite active, of course I am a novelty. So far only one guy has contacted me asking for money, AR$ 1,500. He is cute, but not cute enough for me to pay. Tomorrow at noon I am leaving to Rio from Ezeiza. If you read the post in my blog that I shared above, I have already booked Italo Andrade and Estevão Olivera. See you all soon.

I give them taxi fare. It hasn't happened often, but when it does, they seem to know exactly why I am doing it, so no negative responses yet.

I am so fucking out of shape. I really need to start doing cardio or swimming regularly. I met Carlos today and left his place exhausted, I do not think I have energy to meet the other Venezuelan boy tonight. Carlos was great, although the whole situation was weird. He is now living with other two students I could hear getting in and out of the apartment while we were making out and fucking, and that lack of privacy took a lot away from the experience. We will keep meeting once I am back from Rio, and I hold a full report until then, as I want to give specifics about his availability or lack of. Right now, it looks like he shut down escorting for the locals, but it may be interested in finding a way of being reachable for visitors. We will work on that once I am back. As I have decided not to go out again (well, I may change my mind), I am packing right now. It looks like I am going to have a quite cool Carioca weather next week.

Google is not a good way to source this type of information. This forum is. Be assured that Hot Male is alive and well on Patpong 2.

msclelovr ... so I finally made it here. First impressions: BA is a great city: it has been so fascinating learning about the history and culture. In terms of crime, I really don't think BA is any different to any other major world city - I asked my airbnb host about the prevalence of serious crime (eg. robberies at knifepoint) - he feels this is much less of a concern in BA compared to Rio. Low level crimes are more common (Eg phone snatching, etc.). Obviously, this does depend on the area - I'm staying in an affluent neighbourhood which feels safe. In terms of escorts - good but quite simply not comparable to Rio in terms of quality. Costs are surprisingly low though (on the whole, lower than Rio ranging from $1200-$2000ARS). I had a session with this guy today. He was very good - enjoyed a proper "boyfriend" experience (he was very attentive and generous with kissing, cuddling, etc). I'm sticking to one escort per day in BA as my focus in on tourism - Rio on the other hand......

Part 1: Yes same problem ... it sometimes annoyinging pops up repeatedly while typing. At least I figured out how to disable the sound. Frankly, I don't see the point of this added reaction notification because you see those alerts in the bell icon anyway. Part 2: I don't seem to have that problem. I rarely go to Inbox ... just to see if my own sent msg has been read, I think.

no , boys are as handsome as always, show is kind of new but this is good , no? go , check for yourself and please report your impressions back

I have only perfect memories from the place thanks to one of boys who are shown in that short move, hope to visit again and again when opportunity comes

VCK

Ari Soi 4. Connected with/same entrance as Chakran Sauna.

@jason1975 did this bottle thing at Lucky Boys recently and I had the pleasure of joining. We had I think 3 boys and the cute mamasan with us more or less all the time. Was great fun, with fun drinking games (which included opportunity to get 100 Baht instead of drinking for the boys). Though given your initial bar suggestions of bars it may well be that the type of boys (or hunks, rather) you are into may be in short supply at Lucky Boys.

I rather wait for baht bus and spend 190-290 baht saved on the boys

Please give us an update after your adventure at Tawan.

Thanks guys. Based off this feedback, I think I'll give this a shot at Tawan. I went there last night and it was empty of customers. I missed a perfect opportunity to do this!

When I retire I am gonna move to Palm Springs to spank you and get you elected.

I have bought a bottle of whisky and shared with boys at Tawan and Jupiter2018. At Tawan, most guys like to drink except the guys preparing for bodybuilding competitions, so call them over have a chat and give them small tip 100-200. At Jupiter after show time around 11:45, karaoke starts, boys frequently say hello to customers with bottles opened and click glasses with them. Veteran boys like Mekhin, Arm go around 3-4 customers tables at karaoke time on busy weekends. Many customers like to offer boys a shot of whisky a 100-500 baht note wrapped around. Mekhin particularly loves this and he is a good drinking company as he speaks decent English. He was spotted sleeping unconscious on the soi4 the other night after few shots (500 baht per shot )of whisky. lol Jupiter keeps a bottle for 3 months whereas Moonlight one month according to my friend who keeps bottle at both bars.

Yes, we do disagree - but about means, not ends. Here's three very important words that should be a cornerstone of any future public debate about decriminalization: "RIGHT TO PRIVACY". So I'll say it this way. If you're asking me as an escort, I'm all for a sex positive culture. Have as much sex as you want, with as many guys as you want, as many times as you want. If we're talking about politics, though, my view is almost the complete opposite. Framing this as "sex positive" does not help. I think there is a clear analogy with the battles we have fought and won. We didn't win same sex marriage by arguing anal sex is awesome, and Gay men ought to be able to marry and fuck the man of their choice. We actually kind of avoided the issue of anal sex, altogether. Even my Straight brothers don't particularly want to hear about Gays and anal sex, even though they support same sex marriage. I think the basis of a successful decriminalization campaign could boil down to the same thing: what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom. It's a private matter. Some version of that actually works with abortion. It's not that people think abortion is a great thing. It's that a majority thinks it's better to let it be a private matter, and to regulate it at the margin. (Alabama and other red states notwithstanding.) That's a philosophical approach. But I also think it ties right into a tactical, political approach. When the FOSTA/SESTA debate was happening I actually inquired around with other escorts and clients about forming a small group in the Palm Springs area to go meet with our US Rep and Senators. Palm Springs would be a great place to try to model a local organizing effort, I thought, because it's chock full of out Gay men. We have lots of Gay City Council members. So I could easily imagine a private meeting with staff of Harris or Feinstein or our US Rep with maybe half a dozen escorts and people who hire them. Meaning a handful of older, professional men who are the kind of guys who donate to or volunteer in political campaigns, but also like to hire. Like I said, Palm Springs is full of them. And maybe even a Gay City Council member thrown in to make us look credible. Like I said above, the clients I spoke with greeted this idea with something that bordered on horror. Having a private pool party with naked escorts is one thing. But dressing them up and going to talk to US Rep. Raul Ruiz or his staff? No thanks. So I just let the idea drop. As I said, I think we could be organized in lots of Congressional districts. And to me the key to successful organizing would be the idea that we don't have to have a public impact. We have to move legislators in private. Discretely. By the way, that's what the cops and Moral Marys do. They go meet in private with the legislators and tell horror stories about how women are sold or abused or trafficked. It has worked very well for them. They are on a roll. To me something like this would create a practical opening as to how we begin to fight back.

I think Prince is perfectly fine for the price and level of service and facilities they offer. It may cost more than some places, but the facilities are nicer than most (e.g., nicer than Arena). I assume no one goes there expecting a Wat Pho-trained masseur. Overall the guys are a certain type of good-looking guy, some are print-model gorgeous, not super-muscled (compared with Arena) and not particularly twinky. The comparison shop is VCK or to a lesser extent Prince's sister shop My Hero. VCK is actually more expensive and for Silom/Sathorn visitors obviously less convenient. Same as VCK - the guys may finish the experience a tad early and if there's time left on the clock and if you care you have tell them you don't want to stop. I wouldn't go there for a sports massage. It's just messy-carressy oil massage with a naked young man who looks like he could be in my special magazines (hehehe), followed by sex. I think the managers there will tell you who does what and I've never had a problem there. The stated minimum tip includes full service and I've never ever had anyone even hint at wanting more. One obvious point that's probably worth repeating is that most of the guys there are straight-top-only. When I go I tell the manager I want a gay bottom or gay does everything. This immediately narrows down the selection from about 40 to 4 guys. I've always been able to pick someone I like and the guys have all been skilled and DTF. I cannot make any comments on the performance of the other guys. And as has been said before, the actual sex part is intimate and personal so my experience will not be the same as anyone else. [I have no doubt that the straight guys are fine masseurs and fun in bed, I just have a formula for success that works for me and my preferences so I usually stick with that on auto-pilot. And I like to support the fellow gays. Obviously the sheer numbers show that the straight-top-only guys are great for business with lots and lots and lots of happy repeat customers.] Maybe there are some places in Brazil, I don't know, but I'm not aware of other places in the world where you can find 30-40 guys such handsome guys (60+ busy season) to have no complications foreplay (massage) and sex with, all for let's say around $US 100 (at current exchange rates).

Although it does not happen often, sauna lockers get robbed. Sometimes by a client with a pass key to the cheap locks that are on the sauna lockers. Sometimes by an employee of the sauna. Theft at the saunas just goes with the territory. Even at Lagoa I had my locker burglarized once. All that was taken was money. The thief was nice enough to leave enough for me to pay my sauna fees. I did not see the thief. However, at a different sauna in Sao Paulo (that later went out of business) I happened to go to the locker room at the same time a sauna employee had my locker door open and had already stolen most of my money that was in my locker. I looked at the sauna employee and asked him why he was in my locker. He said he had entered it by mistake. Incredibly, the employee that had unlawfully entered my locker, now works at Lagoa. I am sure the thieving employee recalls the incident and remembers me. Whenever he sees me at Lagoa, he nevers speaks or says hello. Instead, when he passes me, he puts his head down and looks at the floor. The scoundrel! So, to answer your question, you take a chance on leaving anything of value in your locker at the saunas. I still leave money in my locker but I do not leave my phone there. I never pay by credit card so I do not have any credit cards in the locker. As they say in Brazil, Cuidado!

https://ilikepinga.com/2018/07/13/douglas/ Douglas is an outstanding kisser. Of course, he is Carioca. I am not sure what your preferences are, but he is 100% bottom. Plus, he is significantly more affordable than Carlos, and a talented masseur.

Assuming that polling is accurate, these two articles might help to put those results about young people being "uncomfortable" in context: We asked US voters about their views on transgender people. Here's what they said. The gender-fluid generation: young people on being male, female or non-binary This is wild ass speculation on my part. You'd have to focus group that 36 % or so that say they are uncomfortable with "LGBTQ" issues and ask them to explain to really find out what's going on - if it's anything other than a statistical blip. But when I first read that article the first thing I thought of is the words "gender fluid". The people who are in the middle of that, with their peers, are young people. That's why I posted the Guardian article. It is shifting the debate from "this is the way I was born" to "this is what I choose to be today". That may be causing some discomfort. One indicator is the poll data that shows a plurality think that Gays and Lesbians are "born that way". Meanwhile, a plurality think transgender people "choose to live that way". When asked to react "If your child were ......" about 40 % say they would "not be upset at all" if their child was Gay or Lesbian. About 30 % say they would "not be upset at all" if their child was transgender. My hunch is that the poll you cited, @Lucky, is measuring slightly different things as the debate changes. Five years ago we were talking about same sex marriage. Now we are talking about transgender bathrooms and whether you can be male one day and female the next. Again, the rubber on these new issues is hitting the road mostly with younger people. I would read this mostly as a sign of cultural tension and positive change. Same thing we encountered a decade or two ago when we were pushing the limits about marrying the man we love. And to be clear, none of this is intended as saying that we shouldn't be pushing the limits in different ways. The good news to me is that the lines have really shifted around comfort levels. The polls on questions like same sex marriage just keep getting better. So my guess is that if there is a reaction, it is around the "next wave" of issues. And even on those, as the polls in that Vox article indicate, the public is mostly on the side of LGBTQ issues. The bathroom issue is the dividing line today. Funny to think about that, isn't it? These days if Mayor Pete walked into a john with his husband Chasten, people would feel totally comfortable and want a selfie. It would only be if he walked into the bathroom with his transgender soldier wife that people might feel a bit freaked out. Go figure!

Monday, cloudy, and everyone is working. Perfect time for some catch up with my writing. Let's share a little bit more detail on my Grindr adventure. I am going to call him the Baker. He is actually not a baker, but does work at the counter of a bakery. For those who know Argentina, you are familiar with the ubiquity and centrality of bakeries in our culture. I have always fantasized with the guys wearing aprons and working in the ovens behind the counters, and I liked imagining this guys as one of those. Let's me share a few pictures. His face is clearly visible in the other pics, so I am keeping those private, he is not a professional. I had my doubts about the second pic, but later learned it was real and taken where I sat when I came to his place. What decidedly made my mind was the weed. My nephew got me some, but it looked like a great idea to supplement my tiny supply. The Baker is 36 years old, but looks like in his 20s. When I arrived to his place he was waiting for me at his door. We had to climb five floors through stairs, no elevator. The situation was weird without being uncomfortable. He would not chat with me but just walk fast forcing me to keep my pace and distance from him. Once at his apartment, I tried to make conversation but it was awkward, I was mostly asking questions and getting short answers, and he would not follow up after my answers to the few questions he did ask. He rolled a joint, we smoked it, and then I suggested to start playing, as we were sitting not at physical contact distance. We left our chairs, and started to explore our bodies standing up. I tried to kiss him, but he would avoid my mouth, apparently he was more interested in my dick. I asked whether he was into kissing, and he would avoid a direct answer. Soon we were naked and stepping into his bedroom. His body looked just like the pictures, his skin was perfectly smooth and hairless, his face was more telling of his age than his body. He had piercing in his nipples. We did a lot of 69, but he would still avoid kissing although the interaction was very passionate and his dick was rock hard. He was not easily submissive, we would wrestle for control and I liked that. However, my dick was getting soft without kissing. Eventually, I scaled down his passion to tell him that he was hot but we were not really a match, as I do need kissing to enjoy sex. He laughed and roll his eyes making some kind of comment about kissers, and immediately started kissing me passionately. My dick was back. He also had a piercing in his tongue. We kept playing for a while and busted jerking off and kissing. Although we did not fuck, it was a sexually satisfactory meeting. It was funny that in some moment, I do not know exactly when, I switched to English. I noticed it because he was responding to me also in English. This happens to me often when I am having sex, specially if I am stoned, which I am usually when fucking. We finished late, he had to work the following morning (bakeries here open every day), so we quickly got dressed and I left after a little more of conversation. He was not talkative, I was left with the clear filing that he is saving for himself a lot of who he is and where he is coming from. The little bit he showed was very interesting to me. Not only he was fluent in English, but also in French. I did not get to talk about his education background, but he obviously has one much more advance than most guys I know in this area of the country. His tattoos, his piercings, his talent to roll a joint, all speak to me of an urban culture that did not exist in Corrientes when I was living here 40 years ago. We said goodbye with the promise of keeping in touch. My hope is that he will slowly open up and share more about him. He is just 4 block away from my place, and I am confident we will meet again.

I send the guy home if he is unwilling to do basic sex acts, or if he reneges on promises made in the hiring. The fact is that not all of the guys think that having sex with fat old white men is exciting, and their response might show it. But for a guy who wants the money and wants the work, you will find that they work hard to appear eager for sex with you, and the result is often quite fun.

https://www.gayguides.com/forums/forum/3-gay-thailand/ Has more info than here about Asia, especially Thailand. My advice, if you pick someone up at a bar, app or off the street...be careful ...no way of tracking them. If they work at a bar, I've NEVER had a theft problem with a bar guy.....just not all will perform as "promised"...I can do everything means they'll say that until it comes time to do everything....I am VERY clear about that. Food is AMAZING in Thailand as are the massages...but if you've been already , you know that.

HOT MALE !!!!! 5 reasons 1) No ladyboy singing. 2) Lots of cocks on display. 3) Real fucking. 4) Boys with smiles. 5) Mamasans who are not pushy. And a 6th reason is customers who strip naked and join in the show! I kid you not! Andy and I just witnessed it tonight. By the way, entry is by coupon. 350 baht for one drink. Off fee is 500 baht.

I’m not going to do a diary type thing as I tend to have chill days where I like to do pretty much nothing. It’s a holiday after all and I need the downtime from work. Also, I very rarely go to the bars so my focus this holiday will likely mainly be on Massage places. If those have no interest for you, move on and read some of the other fine threads here. Helios I hadn’t been here since it was Blue House massage but, having read somewhere that it was the only boy massage place that does a soapy massage, thought I’d give it a whirl. The outside now really doesn’t seem inviting. I guess I’m inconsistent because I also hate being grabbed by the arm somewhere as I walk past, but for me having a few boys outside smiling is welcoming. I can’t say I’ve ever had a bad massage at Blue House, but then many of my visits were to see Ken who was very good. On entering, the boys gathered. There were only 5 of them and a mix, a couple were youngish (probably very early 20’s), the others late. 20’s or likely older (it’s so hard to guess age sometimes). Last holiday I spent going for the cutest guys and had very mixed results, this time I went back to the adage ‘go for the biggest smile’. One of the early 20’s guys was smiling really broadly, the others either half-hearted smiles or none at all. Though the smiling boy was cute, with a toned swimmers body, he was more tattooed than I might usually choose. He was the one I chose though and an hours ‘foam massage’ as they call it rather than soapy. He left me to grab an initial shower while he collected the bits. There was a fairly large waterproof mattress on the floor, otherwise the room was like a large shower room. With massage places, I rarely ask in advance what someone will “do”. I really like the not knowing how far someone will go. Sometimes that leads to disappointment, other times to unexpected good times. We were both naked from the start which is always a good start but not always indicative of how things will end. Having never had a soapy massage before, i wasn’t sure what to expect from the massage itself. It’s obvious that there will be lots of body to body, what is probably intuitive but I wasn’t 100% sure on was how firm or otherwise the massage would be. The answer was that it was mostly sensual body to body massage and little firm massage techniques. He started with a back massage before turning to bum and legs. How a masseur treats your backside is always a good indication to me of how far they will go and what they are up for. If they give your crack a wide birth, chances are anything later will be perfunctory at best. This guy very early ran his fingers deep down the crack of my ass paying close attention to my asshole and on to the base of my dick. Though he didn’t linger too long it was a good sign. The massage progressed with a lot of mutual contact and a lot of feeling up. He was hard as a rock in not too much time and took great delight in massaging my ass crack with his dick. Once he turned me over there really wasn’t much massage, it was almost entirely frontage. He still had a smile on his face and it wasn’t too long before he got a condom and lube out. I do wish he’d used more of the lube as he was a very aggressive top in multiple positions but I wasn’t going to stop him once he got started as it was so fucking good. After about 15 minutes he came and lay on top of me finishing me off. Overall, I could take or leave a “soapy massage” but if the sex in it is always that good then it’s well worth the time. 1 hour foam massage was 600b. Minimum tip was 1000b but I gave him 1500b. Well worth it.

Some background info – 35 year old mixed Caucasian/Asian, last trip to Thailand (Bangkok) was in 2016, was invited to a wedding in Phuket so I thought I would visit a few other places at the same time. Pre-Thailand My first stop was Cambodia (Siem Reap) for 3 days. My first time here. After flying for most of the day, I finally arrived, found the tuk tuk driver which the hotel provided and was on my way to the hotel (trying to avoid water being thrown on me as it was the last day of Khmer new year). Hotel was fine and room was comfortable (had a nice view of a wall), close to pub street but not too close. Found some dinner (and 50c beer) and called it a night. The next day I spent lazing around the pool in the glorious hot weather, talked to a guy on grindr who said he did massage (let’s call him Charles [not his real name]), so he came to my hotel and I received an okay massage (and pretty decent extras). He was pretty chatty, and his English was quite good so we spent some time having a chat. Apparently my hotel had a rooftop bar, so I went and had a look and no one was there. Ended up going to a night market and I bought a shirt, and ate some street food, whilst sitting on the smallest chair and table imaginable. The next day I went to Angkor Wat with a guide from Siam Roads, and was impressed by the magnitude of it and how it is still standing after 900 years. Also visited Ta Prohm. Later when I got back to the hotel, went back to the rooftop bar and still no one there. Ended up going to pub street and had dinner at the red piano, and got a decent foot massage nearby by a cute Khmer guy. Whilst having a cigarette outside the front of my hotel later that evening, a rat scurried over my foot. My final day in Siem Reap consisted of going to Phnom Kulen waterfall (with guide) which was amazing and visiting Blue Hatha later on. Massage was pretty perfunctory which I expected, and extras nothing more than a handjob, but the guy was cute nonetheless. Thailand (Pattaya and Phuket) Since I went to BKK in 2016, I decided to give Pattaya a go this time round. The flight to BKK from Siem Reap was quick and non-eventful, ended up arriving ahead of schedule and caught the 2pm Bell Travel Service bus (in hindsight, could have caught the 12pm bus but didn’t feel like testing my luck in case the plane was late) for 280 baht, took about an hour and a half, then transferred to a mini bus which took nearly an hour as it dropped off all of the other passengers first (of course I was the second last to be dropped off). I stayed at the Avani and wow it was quite a step up compared to my hotel in Siem Reap. Big room, huge bed and a balcony with a nice view of the gardens. I ended up booking a massage with a guy I found online (his ad specified it was a legit massage only, and I was fine with that), and the massage was quite good, but still ended up somehow having a happy ending! I asked him if he wanted extra tip to which he replied ‘up to you’ so I gave him a little extra. It ended up being a pretty good deal for a 2-hour massage. I was too lazy to do anything else that night, so I ordered room service and went to sleep. The next day I went across the road to Pattaya beach, walked all the way to the northern end of it and all the way back, and then hired a beach chair to sit on for a while. The weather was so hot and humid, but I actually didn’t mind it. Later on, I was talking to a guy from hornet, a Thai guy from BKK who was here on holiday. He seemed quite nice and we got along but his profile didn’t have his face pic, and when he did send it, it turned out that he wasn’t quite my type, but I ended up meeting him anyway. We met at Pattaya beach and just sat around for a while talking, and using google translate to help. Ended up going back to his hotel (which had an infinity pool and an amazing view of Pattaya at night) and handjobs were exchanged. Sweet guy though, we are still in contact. I walked through BoyzTown on my way back to my hotel and it didn’t seem like a lot was going on so I didn’t go to any bars. The next day the strangest thing happened. So I was on grindr and ‘Charles’ from Cambodia messaged me and I noticed he was a few km’s away. He did mention a few days ago that he might go to Thailand to work, and that in itself isn’t out of the ordinary. But for him to be close by on grindr while I happened to be in Pattaya, pretty co-incidental. So he ended up messaging me because I thought he wanted to meet up, and somehow during the conversation he was saying that we have never met, even though I have all the chat history! And then he started sending me pictures of other guys. I ended up ignoring him because the situation was a little odd. Later I ended up walking to Pattaya viewpoint (and oh boy was I sweating out of every orifice imaginable), couldn’t find it because I was on the wrong side of the road, eventually found it and the view was amazing! Had a rest after taking some photos, and then decided to go to Dongtan Beach in Jomtien. Ended up walking there as well. Found the rainbow flags, was chatted up by a Cambodian guy, and just hung out on a beach chair for a few hours, using my new favourite phrase ‘mai ow’ to the people that wouldn’t take no for an answer when selling things. My plan was to take a baht bus back to my hotel, but stupid me ended up walking back for some reason. But I made it back, and was totally exhausted. Also walked the whole way in thongs (flip-flops for the americanos), which probably weren’t the best walking shoes. Didn’t meet up with any guys that day, and was too tired to go out so I ordered room service again, and it was a pizza, which turned out to be huge so I said to myself ‘I’ll just eat half of it now, and have the rest tomorrow’ but then I ended up eating the whole thing. My last day consisted of going to Koh Larn. Got on the ferry which didn’t take too long, walked to Ta Yai beach and had lunch at an overpriced restaurant. It was a nice little beach, not too crowded. I got bored so I walked back to the ferry and caught it back to Pattaya and went back to my hotel for a little while. After that I ended up walking to Royal House (was going to go to Helios but changed my mind at the last second, and I’m glad I did). You know when you go to these places and are presented with a selection of guys and sometimes it takes a while to choose? Well here, I knew exactly the guy I wanted as soon as I saw him. 25 year old guy from Isan, a little shorter than me, with a smaller frame, but toned. He was lovely. Let’s call him ‘James’. I think we had a bit of a connection, okay massage, really good afters. We both got to test our ‘versatility’. We are still in contact today, and he doesn’t work at Royal House anymore, instead now he works in a factory. Was going to go to BoyzTown on my way back, but I was pretty satisfied to be honest, so since this was my last day in Pattaya, I’ll just have to visit again. And hopefully for longer next time. The next day I organised a car to take me to U-Tapao airport (which in hindsight I should have just taken the bus back to BKK – would have been way cheaper), and I flew to Phuket. Never been here before either. Caught the smart bus to my hotel in Karon Beach (the bus stop was not near my hotel so I ended up walking for about 10 minutes with my suitcase which was lots of fun). Checked in with no dramas, and although the room was pretty average, the view was pretty amazing. Not too much to talk about here as the next day I had a (female) friend from my home city come to stay with me as we were going to the wedding together. What can I say about Phuket? So many tourists, can be quite busy (although we didn’t stay in Patong), and most things were expensive. Anyway, explored a little bit, hung out, ate a bit too much, relaxed a lot, and went to the wedding which was beautiful. On my last day there I ventured out by myself and went to Patong. Ended up going to 4 massage (on the way was accosted by guys from Linley massage, who looked pretty decent so that’s a place I can explore if I come back), decided to splurge and got a 4-handed massage. Most guys there weren’t really my type but I chose 2 that were suitable. One of the 2 that I chose was really quite playful which I hadn’t experienced before at massage places, so it was nice. Anyway the 4-handed massage was okay, nothing too special, and then decent afters with both guys, one after the other. That was new for me, but I loved it. Walked around Jungceylon after that, but it was like any other mall you would find anywhere really. Post-Thailand The rest of the trip was pretty non-eventful, caught a plane to the Philippines and didn’t meet up with any guys while I was there as I was staying with family, but I did chat to a guy on grindr who I’m still talking to today, so maybe when I visit again I can meet up with him. I had a really great trip, and it was a long time in the making as I had booked everything about 6 months before I left. I had a great time ‘butterflying’ around, as I never seem to have much sex with guys in my own city. It’s just so much easier overseas for some reason, and I get so much more attention. And I managed to not get food poisoning like last time! Anyway, I’m planning another trip in October, this time to BKK. I’d like to see ‘James’ again (don’t worry, I’m not in love with him, he is just a decent guy who I’d like to spend some more time with), and he said he would stay with me whilst in BKK. I might also spend some time in Singapore or Malaysia, I don’t know just yet, still brainstorming. Thanks for reading!

999 Massage (Jomtien Complex) Unfortunately my back has been playing up so I’ve been avoiding aggravating it further but finally decided to try this place. Set up like a standard massage place with chairs downstairs. Probably 12 guys available and decided on a one hour aroma massage so as not to push it. Upstairs lots of cubicles but not floor to ceiling. No shower before (or after ). Boy seemed to know what he was doing massage wise though was wearing underwear and T shirt. Very quickly realised there would be at lease a Happy ending as he pressed his crotch into my feet and hands as the massage progressed. Although the massage was reasonably good, it certainly didn’t last an hour. The boy gave me an exquisite BJ however so I wasn’t complaining. This may be my last massage of the trip. My back is pretty bad and I need to avoid making the trip home a nightmare.

Anando Massage (a couple of doors down from Sun City Hotel) Ok, this one isn’t an M2M massage at all. I’ve had problems with my big toe nails since my Days of military service. My nails curve too much so cut in at the sides. Normally I cut my own nails and suffer a lot. Last year I got caught in a rain shower and rather than get soaked, decided on a foot massage. This was the place I was walking past. Due to either miscommunication or the middle aged masseur seeing my nails, she decided I was getting a pedicure. Long story short, she really did a number on my nails and it was a bit painful as she did it but I’ve not had a problem in the year since. Went back this time for another pedicure. Realise that I’ve been to chiropodist for years who have never been able to give me more than a month or two of relief. Soda Massage (Jomtien Complex) Since Fah Massage is now closed, decided to try Soda, across the T junction from Fah in Jomtien Complex. Probably 15 guys to choose from twink & fem types to more muscle. Wasn’t offered a shower beforehand (or after for that matter). One Hour oil massage 400b. The boy was clothed throughout and the massage was mediocre. Little strength to it and no sensuality. He had all the techniques and moves but simply didn’t apply any pressure. The place itself has little cubicles with flimsy walls and slide doors that don’t shut properly. Luckily we were in an end cubicle and I heard no other customers while I was there. The end of the massage was a bit strange, still fully clothed he finished off the massage, grasped my dick which he had studiously avoided for an hour (as well as ignoring every other errogenous zone) and tried desperately to get me erect. By this time I wasn’t horny in the slightest so stopped him and got dressed. Not somewhere I will go back in a hurry. Could just be the masseur but the environment wasn’t very conducive either. Ice Massage (Tukcom Area) I’ve walked my this place a few times over the last couple of years but never gone in. Historically, it’s always seemed only a couple of boys around. This time there were loads. Probably 6 boys outside and another 10 visible through the window. Decided to give it a shot. Presented with the standard list of massages but at the bottom of the list “Erotic Massage” 1000b for 90 mins. 500b min tip. Well, I had to give it a try didn’t I? Mostly twink and fem boys to choose from. No muscled types. Chose a reasonably tall boy, early 20’s at a guess with very thin, but not fem, frame. Showered alone and then the massage began. It was a good massage. It just wasn’t an erotic massage. The masseur was naked throughout and there was lots of body contact, it just wasn’t erotic. When I was asked to turn over, I’d pretty much given up but the strangest thing happened. Throughout the massage he had been completely limp. Even through the body contract, not even a slight chubbing up. When he turned me over though he first massaged my legs, arms and body while sat between my legs maintaining body contact then he started on my dick and groin. What was strange was that within 10 seconds of him starting touching my dick, he was absolutely rock hard. It didn’t take me very long before I was the same and we had a really great last 20 minutes with lots of play. So, overall a good massage but not ‘erotic’ and good play at the end. Will go back for another round later in the holiday.

Sea massage Supreme Massage Managed to go to the completely wrong massage shop. Meant to go to Sea Massage across 2nd road from Boyztown and instead went to Supreme Massage a couple of doors down through not paying attention. Realised as soon as I was inside as it was half the size of Sea Massage but then thought wtf and decided to give it a go. Paid 950b for a 1hr body scrub followed by a 1 hour aroma oil massage. Boy was on a rota basis but could probably have picked if I’d wanted. As it was, he was cute and smiled so who was I to argue. Even though he was doing a body scrub, the boy had long baggy shorts and t-shirt on. Must be absolutely hell on laundry. The body scrub was just that though he was very diligent with it. He certainly didn’t miss any areas but I really got no hint as to how the oil massage would go after. After the body scrub, I showered alone which was a bit off seeing how hard it is to wash the scrub off some areas. When the oil massage started, he once again was clothed and I really wasn’t sure if there would be any extras or not. Anyhow, I set my arms/hands just a little wide on the table so they were partially hanging off. The massage was pretty good, medium strength which I like as it doesn’t aggravate my back and once again very thorough. About 20 minutes in, the position of my arms paid off as he was spending just too long with his groin presses against my hand. Soon we both had raging hardons though he was still dressed. As I played more and more with him a nice wet spot appeared on his shorts. He finally pulled his shorts down and he was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. The massage cubicles were those where the wall didn’t go to the ceiling. There were no other customers but he seemed terrified of making any noise. At one point the BJ caused a slurp and he froze. Anyhow, mutual BJs as quietly as possible made a great ending. Fah massage For anyone that used to frequent Fah Massage, in Jomtien Complex, it has closed. There is a “For Rent” sign right in front. Can’t have happened long ago as the outside massage sign is still there.

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I stayed in Metropolitan hotel. Perfect. Last-minute very good deal deal. Very good location very close to the beach. Great breakfast. Swimming pool. Fitness room. No problem for having visitors