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Guy "Shoot Himself in the Foot" Fawkes seems to have gotten himself into a bit of a jam. An Asian-American poster (who the crazies over there insist is actually me posting in disguise -- were it only true that I am a sexy young Asia stud), was the victim of some amazingly vicious ethnic attacks. When he protested, Daddy & Co. did what they know best - they banned the victim for having complained. But, techno genius Daddy does not know about the power of screen shots. And now, several Asian-American civil rights and activist organizations have taken an interest in the goings-on over there. Better start contributing to Daddy'e legal defense fund.

As we move-on...Mr. Sex God's serious stare made me hornier as our stare meet. OMG, OMG, OMG, he's gonna give me a bj!!! Then, he opens his mouth, and lick the head of my m*nh**d, and then the body, which me lose my breath...God it felt really hot, hot, hot when your HUGE crush do this 2 you. And then he slowly move it in and out his mouth while still staring at me erotically. I lose my breath as he does it 2 me. Then, he bj me in a fast pace as I love staring on his very good-looking face moving my m*nh**d in and out his mouth. I think that's the hottest moment I've ever seen!!! Afterwards, he lie on the bed and I move on top of him, feeling his muscles and our p*n*s having a friction with each other. Then, I gave him a deep kiss, enjoying his kissable lips and moving tongue...lips 2 lips...tongue 2 tongue...God its heavenly!!! After that, I started rubbing our body, putting more pressure on our p*n*s...OMG he loves it since I heard his moan and groan. Then, I started kissing and licking his neck while staring on him as he close his eyes 2 enjoy the moment, OMG, he's really, really good-looking!!! Then, I moved on his ears gently biting and kissing it, his moan and groan got louder. Afterwards, I asked him 2 flex his arms feeling the muscles and kissing and licking it at the same time. And then, I move to my favorite part, his armpit which is shaved, hhhmmm, I kissed and ran my tongue on it which made him tickle, yum, yum, yum!!! Then, I moved 2 his chest holding it firmly and licked his chest hairs, God I love it!!! Then I run my hard tongue 2 nipples, gently biting and licking it as I continously hear his moan and groan which is a music 2 my ears!!! Then, I run my hard tongue 2 his abs...GOD I love his hard abdominals while I look at him, still his eyes is wide shut. But I can see the reaction on his face that he likes what I'm doing 2 him. After that, I ran my hard tongue 2 the trail of hair down his navel (which I also love!!!) where I focus my licking. Then, I harden my tongue again 2 run on his legs and thigh...OMG, he was so flawless!!! Then my most favorite part of all, I slowly m*st*rb*t* his BIG, HUGE, LARGE, LONG & UNCUT manhood. I ran my hands up and down, giving him hj, as he opens his eyes finally and I look at him intently. I love looking when his p*n*s goes in and out his foreskin...that's what I love with uncut m*nh**d!!! Then, I put his very, very HARD p*n*s on my mouth and give him a d**pthr**t immediately b4 moving it in and out my mouth, GOD I love giving him bj!!! His moan and groan got louder...and after a while, I removed it in my mouth and slapped it 2 both of my cheeks, feeling its hardness!!! Then, I raised it up as I kiss and lick his balls, swallowing it one-at-a-time...then, giving him a bj again. Bcoz of his GIGANTIC size, I sometimes gag and gasp 4 breath. I love seeing the reaction on his very, very good looking face, GOD he likes it!!! Afterwards, I requested Mr. Sex God 2 turnaround the bed as I kiss and lick the back of his neck and run my tongue on his back, his b*tt, which I also firmly hold, WOWOW!!! and then the back of his legs and thighs. After that I asked Mr. Sex God <CENSORED>... Then, the moment I've been waiting 4...I will be soon conquered by this sex god...but I'm having a change of heart since I promise myself that I can only be f*ck*d ONCE per trip. As he was getting ready 2 dominate me...I said 2 him "I think I don't want 2 be f*ck*d...I was already f*ck*d last night and it still hurts, sorry" which give him a puzzled look on his face...but as I stare on his very good-looking face (and muscular body), I asked him "But do you want 2 f*ck me?!"...he responded "Yes dear", that changed my mind and promises are meant to be broken, right? He asked me "You need popper?"...which I replied "Yes"...but I asked innocently since I never tried popper b4 "...its not addictive, right?"...which he responded "No, no dear" and gives me an assured look as he gets it and hand it to me. While I cover one of the hole of my nose with my finger, I sniffed the popper to the other hole, and Mr. Sex God asked me to try it to the other hole as well, 2 which I did. Then suddenly I felt dizzy...or fuzzy is the right word 4 it...and I felt some part of my body near my *ssh*l* shakes...I asked Mr. Sex God "Is it normal 2 be dizzy...I mean fuzzy?"...2 which he replied "Yes, yes dear" as I saw him slipping a condom and putting a lube, and applying also a lube 2 my b*tth*l*. OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! He will now conquer me...he raised my legs up til my knees nearly touched my shoulders and hold me firmly as he target my hole. I can feel the head touching it and he entered me slowly...I thought it will really hurt since its sore with Mr. Perfect Guy last night, but 2 my surprise, it never hurts!!! The popper really helps so I can accomodate him without being hurt. Mr. Sex God already entered me in full, which made me moan and groan. Then he removed it slowly as he gets closer 2 me and give me a deep kiss. Then, he slowly moved it in and out in a missionary position as I look on his very good-looking face and gym-fit body. Then, he moved fast pumping me and making sure his penetration is deep in every thrust. I hold his butt firmly as he pump me. God, I'm in heaven!!! Then he raised my legs up further and let both of it hang on his shoulders and back for the cart position. He pumped me again and again as we both moan and groan. After that, he only raised one of my leg and turn me sideways for the scissor position. His muscles was tensed all the time and I love looking at it, especially the abs as he was pumping fiercely. I was gasping for breath. I slapped his butt as he pump me. Then I asked Mr. Sex God if I can pump on top of him for the horse position 2 which he agreed and we slowly move so we can still be connected with each other, wow what a word!!! After that, when we're in position, he was the one who pumped me over and over as I hold his abs, biceps, triceps, chest and shoulders, GOD I love his muscles!!! Afterwards, he asked me 2 turnaround slowly, his gigantic m*nh**d still inside me, and he rise-up slowly so we can do the dog position. Then, when we were positioned, he pumped me tremendously as we both moan and groan. From kneeling position of one of his leg, he raised it up so he can pump me with more pressure. Then, he lowered my body while he is still inside me and moved my legs wider and farther as we do the jock position. He then pumped me harder this time and more faster. And I can feel his hot breath at the back of my neck which I really like. And all the positions we've done can be seen in the mirror which I truly enjoyed looking!!! Then he said "I'm c*mm*ng, I'm c*mm*ng!!!" and he stood up removing the condom and j*rk*ng it off as I turnaround looking at him upward. He asked if he will spray his c*m on my tummy by pointing it, but I pointed my face as I said "but not on my eyes please, I got contact lens" to which he nods and smile...GOD I love it when he smiles!!! I love staring on his chiseled body, handsome face and most of all his armpit, my fetish, as he continue 2 j*rk-*ff while I also does the same. Then, @ last he c*m and I can feel its hot on my face, the first time I've done it!!! He released a lot of c*m and he suddenly get a handful of tissues and wipe it on my face as we both laugh. Then, he give me hj as he played and licked my nipples as my breath gets harder and harder. But after a while, I requested him 2 stood-up and show me his muscles. He smiled b4 being serious and flex his muscles. Then I asked him 2 show his armpits to which he does. Then I requested him 2 turnaround while still flexing his muscles. God I love his BUTT!!! Then, he turnaround, and flex his arms again and run his hands on his abdominals. That makes me c*m sooo hard it sprayed like a volcano again!!! He was surprised how many and how far it sprayed and he gave me a towel so I can wipe it. I told him 2 be the 1st 2 shower since we cannot do it the same since its installed above the bathtub. So he showered 1st as I see his silhouette in the shower curtain, yummy!!! Then, when he's finished, he dried-up with the towel and put it around his wait, he was really a sex god as I glanced on him. I showered, dried-up and put the towel around his waist. Then I paid him and he thanked me 4 it and the gift, smiling again, WOW!!! Then, we hugged and kissed as we said goodbye and he assisted me downstairs. Then, we waved goodbye as he goes-up the elevator again while I exit the hotel. On my way back 2 my hotel, that's the time I felt sooo tired and sleepy that I need 2 cancel my sched @ Moonlight later...Mr. Sex God really drained my energy and I felt sooo exhausted. In my hotel, I cancelled my sched with a boy in Moonlight as I removed my contact lens and sleep with a smile again!!! <TO BE CONTINUED>

Let's continue with the side dish of this trip... I woke-up 11:15pm (wherein I slept @ past 9PM) so I got a 2 hrs sleep already refreshed and hurriedly showered and prepared myself since I can still make it 2 Screwboys f*ckshow!!! At 11:45pm, I'm already ready 2 go...I'm pretty sure I've sent a message 2 Vinapu that I can't make it Moonlight's show since I need 2 sleep and get a rest after my very steamy encounter with Mr. Sex God!!! I arrived at Patpong 2 b4 12MN and already searching 4 Screwboys since I don't know the exact location of it. I walk past Hotmale, Dreamboys, Paradiso, Lucky Boys, Bangkok Massage and Foodland til I reached the end with the stores. I asked myself, where the hell is it?! Then, I returned and backtracked the place and that's where I saw that the sign of Screwboys is being blocked by wall and its only beside Pink Panther (where u can watch a live Muay Thai fight and sexy girls doing pole dancing, yum!). I entered Screwboys and I can say its a twinks paradise!!! I immediately saw the stage with the cute twinks already parading with numbers and wearing a navy-design speedos. Wow! It reminds of the old Dreamboys in Soi Twilight. A black-skinned mamasan with straight, shoulder-length hair invited me 2 seat down on the farthest, middle seat. As always, I ordered a cola 4 my drink. Then, I glanced at the cute twinks again in the stage, I think its a bit small, it can only accomodate 3 boys in a row, and another 3 boys in a column...but the good part and this is a very nice idea, there are stools/chairs in-front of the stage where u can still see the boys seat after they parade on stage. Afterwards, my cola arrived and the mamasan said that if ever I want a boy, just say the number 2 him. I nod and smiled. He asked if I want a boy on stage, I just said none yet, maybe later. Then, he left and I think the mamasans here are so busy attending 2 other customers and they can't seat beside u most of the time. Actually, I can't select a boy I want 2 table since a lot are very cute. I think I change number everytime the boys rotate on stage or switch places. The mamasan soon arrived and he asked if I already got a #. I said its very hard 2 choose, he smiled and left again 2 attend new customers. Actually, the audience here are sooo wild. Beside me, there is a customer who is already grabbing the crotch of the boy and we glanced at each other. Woah, this boys got a look-alike, he reminds me of someone. But he is already with a customer, so I glanced on the boys on stage again. On my other side, the customer and boy are more than cuddling with each other. Hhhmmm...I think #21 is very okay, he's a muscular twink, though #40 is cute but I set my eyes on #16 with his bad boy look. When the mamasan asked again, I said #16...but I saw the boy go down the stage and exit the bar. The mamasan tried 2 search 4 him and even asked the other boys 4 him. Then, the mamasan said 2 me that he was already offed. Oh no!!! The boy beside me returned 2 stage and as I look at him, I know now who is his look-alike, he reminds me of a younger version of Nicky (of Moonlight). I immediately said his number to the mamasan, #32 and was called immediately 2 seat with me. Wow, he's cute alright and he ordered also a cola. As we seat, he is the one 2 make the 1st move as he touched my legs and put his arms on my neck. I saw #16 returned and sat on the table with a customer. The boy I tabled, let's call him Cute Twink. When his order arrived, we toast our drinks and sip. He is really making the moves as he start pinching and playing my nipples. He stares at me intently and OMG, its like I'm melting with his stare. He asked 2 off me but I felt tired and sleepy again, God I want 2 off him but my body can't. Then, I started touching his smooth skin, legs, arms, back, chest, shoulders and tummy. He even put my hand 2 his crotch (which is still soft). He even said there are room upstairs we can rent. Wow, I didn't know that. If only I have the energy, I'll surely off him. As we cuddle, I saw the group of customers beside me is already giving bj to the boy they tabled...and 2 my surprise, the boy liked it. On the other side, I saw the customer giving hj 2 the boy he tabled...and the boy also like it. I felt so shy and embarrased with what I witnessed. When Cute Twink's drink is finished, I told him its okay so he can be with another customer. I gave him a tip and he thank me 4 it. I saw he sat beside a farang. Then, the show started and there are divas part, then s*ck show with 2 boys, drag shows in-between and then the f*ck show. They even went 2 audience so they can have more tip. After the show, I saw #16 left with his Asian customer followed by #32 (Cute Twink) with his farang customer. Then, I also decided 2 leave 2 call it a night. On my way 2 my hotel, I pass-by Cute Twink again with his farang customer and he gave me a sweet, sincere smile. Wow! I love that, he smiled at me even I didn't offed him bcoz I remembered a boy who I did not offed, just tabled did not even manage 2 look or the most smile at me after. I gave him a thumbs-up sign as response and smile back at him. When I returned 2 my hotel, @ last I can sleep now til the morning!!! <TO BE CONTINUED>

The allowance is an amount that I can afford and not be worried about. It is more than normal, but not so much more. From Bangkok Guy's perspective I think the certainty is more valuable than the additional amount. Rightly or wrongly, I also trust the guy. While on the one hand it is almost impossible to know what is true and what is not, I think Bangkok Guy is more likely to test options on me to see what I will go for rather than actually lie. There are also a few signs that something negative has happened, for example his no longer photographing the food in restaurants and his wardrobe beginning to look a little tired (although still cleaned and pressed).

Be very cautious and only commit what you can afford to loose. But also remember for a lot us we have found amazing partners in similar circumstances

My Place in Bangkok Guy’s Universe This report has been a while arriving as my connection with Bangkok Guy took a hop, skip and jump, a back step and a glissade toward something more mature. Mature, God. That has taken me a while to process. Within reason and the boundaries of the practical I am going with the flow. The change in his family circumstances added some urgency to his quest for financial security and my invitation to travel with me opened the door to exploring if I might be the answer. ‘You retire soon?’ No. Ah, but you will retire at some point. Let me sell you on the wonders of my home town. ‘My great aunt can sell land in home town. Very beautiful. I farm. When you retire, I look after”. Followed by a large amount of information on the prices of various agricultural products “Can make money”. The price seemed quite modest, so either land is extraordinarily cheap or the plot is quite small. Still, it will need capex to develop, so no point in paying up-front. “Ask your great aunt if she will sell to you over three years. Then you can get it productive and paying for itself”. Bangkok Guy smiles “You businessman”. I do some online research on rural land prices. “How many Rai is land?” Equivalent to one and a half acres it turns out. “That is very small to farm”. “Is enough for me” with a slightly hurt look. I think the full answer is that it is enough land on which to cultivate a Falang boyfriend for the benefit of the family unit. My intuition that Bangkok Guy may, in part, view me as a high yield crop alternative in no way reflects badly on him. I admire his commitment to his family and I think he would be a caring farmer. I am just not quite ready to be kept under cultivation. Bangkok Guy is intelligent and knows how to handle me, or possibly his personality just works with mine. Nothing pushy, more gently humorous nudging. On our outbound holiday flight he takes my passport while I complete the immigration form and points at my surname. Apparently “Bangkok Guy Curtis” has a certain cachet. For several days he develops a slight physical tick, stretching out and admiring the fingers on his left hand, carefully isolating the ring finger. He has beautiful long fingers that curve back like a classical dancer’s. “You have beautiful fingers”. The look in reply strongly suggests I have missed the point. The next day more finger stretching. In reply I stretch mine – “Yes, I have five fingers too, same same. We have a lot in common”. I receive a stare which is part suppressed smile, part “difficult damn Falang” and part a jab in the ribs. Back in Bangkok airspace I tick the income box on the immigration form and receive an approving smile and eyebrow wiggle that is almost a standing ovation. I am under appraisal and shaping up well. Bangkok Guy has several ideas for city businesses and once the mirage of a rural idle is dispensed with these are clearly his preference. He is a city guy. His plan is to get a job in one, learn the ropes and then set up on his own account. I agree to give him an annual allowance which, by coincidence, is about the price of his great aunt’s land. It is a bit more, and then a bit more again, than I would give him if I made a couple of longer trips to Bangkok a year. Although less remunerative than getting me under permanent cultivation in the countryside it gives him some stability. If he shows initiative and makes a go of one of his business ideas, I will help him a bit more. Really, I am shocked at letting myself get drawn in like this. However he is a very nice, decent guy. I like him and the thought of him scrimping and stressed out, No. He has agreed to come with me on another trip. So in a few months I will see how his business plans progress. Possibly even learn a little Thai by the next time we meet. We will see.

it works!

A Brit acquaintance of mine has been going to Cuba during the past six years. He's rented rooms and has met guys through Frank who rents out rooms in several or more properties. Check out his Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/Zarzamoracubacuba.Frank. In 2015 I met a guy through Frank; in 2017 I had an airbnb apartment apartment rented for company; I'd planned to receive some of Frank's guys there. Because I had to abort my 25 day trip (back problems)--the latter of the above did not happen. Hope to redo in 2020 or 2021.

Coming out used to be about freeing yourself. Now it’s about placating everyone else. I like this essay a lot. The article sticks me in so many ways, as a teacher who has not come out to his students but does not want to lie to them always walking in the edge, as I have very close relationships with many of my scholars. As a queer man who does not feel fully comfortable in the gay label, and has to be lecturing all the time about the particularities of my sexuality even to gay friends more fond of stereotypes. I could go on and on. In a different dimension, it also strikes me how privileged we are. We are having this post-gay conversations, in a world still poisoned by homophobia.

Is not like all your internet searches and googling added anything useful......nice to know you have your own wheel of fortune about you, btw or like some wise cunt posted on another thread: "Luv luv luv being spoonfed internet-sourced information. Cutting and pasting is noble and necessary, even if its utilization is dictated according to the discretion of key Board influencers."

Yeah so the intel was kinda good! We still have to understand the opening date and if there will some days where Lagoa will be closed, or if the switch will be in "real time".

I do not feel comfortable because it is a simplification of what my sexuality actually is. I prefer the label Queer. I used to be more comfortable at the beginning of my coming out, back in Argentina, in the early 80s, because it was a questioning and open identity. I feel that has changed is radically changed, and "gay" has mostly become one more acceptable category with not much left of his questioning and open nature. Let's say that my uncomfortable feelings come from the Left, not from the Right.

As for farang being under cultivation: I once asked a Thai bar boy what his mate had said after a female farang had departed in tears at the end of her holiday- "If we have a good harvest of farang we eat in the low season" was the answer.

Maybe not your regular, but I suspect some young men have polished their drama abilities. Some workers in that soi deserve a phd in manipulating soft hearted farang, including me.

The date is almost here!

Funny how these local Gestapo tactics can so closely mirror current developments at the national level. And the possible ensuing consequences. Cockroaches just hate it when the lights get turned on. This could get verrry interesting.

Luv luv luv being spoonfed internet-sourced information. Cutting and pasting is noble and necessary, even if its utilization is dictated according to the discretion of key Board influencers. It is just happenstance that I had been aware of the essential details without being restricted as a non-American. Bring on the knowledge transmission, however dug up.

I’ve put your annoying ass on ignore, but this is worth a response: Maybe you should just stop posting about shit that you know nothing about in desperate attempts to seem like a know-it-all?

Short answer: YES. But stick to the well-known cruise / hustler pick-up spots.

Heavy sigh. The Consolação Metro is on Avenida Paulista. The new location is about a 10-minute walk from that. The messages on the official IG and the website “In November, we are moving to the Consolação neighborhood very close to Paulista Avenue”, by “very close to” it means about a 10-minute walk to the Consolação cemetery area, to a side street near it. The Estação Paulista Metro stop is a few minutes walk closer — 8 minutes, if you’re on that train line. The other stop that is nearby, Higienópolis - MacKenzie, is about the same distance as the Consolação stop — 10 minutes. By comparison, the current Thermas Lagoa location is about a 6-minute walk from the Santa Cruz metro station. Of course, this only matters to those of us who actually care to travel by Metro. For the Uber and cab crowd, it’s pretty much all the same. In either event, this coming week, the exact address reveal is being promised, so those that solely get their scoop from mad Googling can give their scraggly fingers a rest. As I said already, it’s going to be on a smaller street almost directly across from the Consolação landmark cemetery. And the name will change slightly from Thermas Lagoa to Espaço Lagoa (probably due to its newfound “coziness”).

Maybe because you have no food in your house and eat out every day??

Even better; TRIANGULATE.

Day 14 (BKK – the last night) We didn’t get to sleep until 5am the night before so those Viet paws we’re still in cuddling mode till 1pm then next day. ‘W’ sleeps soundly…especially when he’s in a nice big comfy bed. I woke up a bit earlier and was just messaging pals on my phone and checking Apps whilst he dozed on. ‘S’ the Viet spotted me online in Messenger & started gently enquiring if he could come over but with the bed still occupied by 55Kg of prime snoozing Viet already I thought best to wait and told him honestly…his friend still sleeping, they’re pals and he’d know he was staying overnight so no point in lying to these guys. As a point of fact…I find Viet’s less jealous than their Thai cousins and will almost encourage you to go with their pals in many cases as they see it as helping the wider group…handy for us! Anyway at some point ‘B’ from Hotmale on Day 2 started messaging me too…also wishing to pay a visit to discuss world economic affairs no doubt! I thought better get the day going!! As it’s my last full day in LOS. ‘W’ was stirring so I gently enquired if was hungry…usual sleepy reply ‘little bit’. So half an hour later we were playing around in the shower with me soaping up and admiring his gorgeous butt for what I knew would be the last time for a few months. Sorted ‘W’ out his usual LT (overnight) Tip plus a bit more as last day and went for breakfast to get fuelled up. Got a lovely genuine hug from a very warm / caring boy and then we both went our separate ways. The cleaners in Bandara had kindly tidied away most the evidence of last night’s hanky panky and ‘B’ was clamouring to come over so invite duly issued and about 1 hour later he turned up. Nice couple of hours just chatting and playing around, he really is one very nice affectionate boy too…another lucky find. Has been living in BKK for a few years, but not all jaded by it like some. 2nd time around was definitely better too, these guys definitely give a bit more when they get to know you. We both cleaned up and chatted more on the sofa, then he (ST tip in hand) departed to go meet a pal to settle up some minor debt. By now my phone was vibrating with more messages from ‘S’ who’d woken up…been to the Gym and was feeling horny. S’ came over late afternoon / early evening, known him for about 18 months and my lord the Gym work really is starting to pay off now, has a lean body like an Olympic swimmer, still seemed very happy after his drink with pals the night before. Definitely looking the hottest I’d seen him in some time, tbh on stage in Freshboys 2 when he works always stands out for me. He grumbled quietly that it had been some time since we’d been together so I duly hopped into the shower for the 4th time that day (more to be polite to him) than I actually needed one and when I came out…was greeted by the heavenly sight of ‘S’ stretched out naked on the sofa, showing off his tight wash-board 6 pack and encouraging his man-hood to life, this promptly encouraged mine also for the 2nd time that afternoon so I led him to the bedroom and we had a hour of rediscovering what each other likes. Think again probably one of the best sessions I’d had with him in some time but perhaps his way of saying thank you for the fun the night before. Clearly I need to visit that little bar more often! We cleaned up and he wanted to go get his hair cut & styled before work so gave him usual ST tip plus bit extra for his hair and meds as he was still recovered for a cold few weeks before. I’m probably too soft but hey it made him happy and I got some nice pics of the haircut and a happy smiling ‘S’ afterwards. Napped for a couple of hours then headed for Screwboys around 21:30, none of my regulars around yet so had a drink with a tall good looking Myanmar boy…says he ‘man and 33 years old…but looked 25 tops (amazing)’ but desired to do all sorts of ‘un manly’ things to me. Whilst tempted by his generous offer (a squeeze of his package suggested he could certainly deliver on his promises) I had promised ‘B’ in Luckyboys I’d come see him so around 22:00 I settled up and dispensed some Tips then headed for Lucky. The stage at Lucky was heaving with talent again, still spotting new faces in the guys too…lord if only I had another week I thought…lol. ‘B’ was on stage but I could feel his eye’s tracking me and a flick of the laser pen by mama and he was over and perched next to me looking rather hot as usual, did I say already those black pants really seem to suit the guys in there. Quick chat with ‘B’ to check he’s still good with our arrangement as my last night I’d asked him to stay with me to till the morning when the taxi came. Quick nod of that cute head and he headed off to get changed whilst I settled up, gave Viet mama a double Tip as my last night to which got a big hug and off I headed with ‘B’. We settled on hotmale beer bar so he could relax and I could check out the Soi plus we wanted to go DJ Station later so no point going too far away. Mama Kai spotted me and tried to get me to go into Hotmale to off ‘B’ there, I just ducked in to give him a hug goodbye to be polite and another red note. To be fair B’s been messaging me every other day since I’ve been home so cool guy imho. Downed our drinks and getting near 23:30 decided to head to DJ Station but as we headed down the steps from Hotmale I had an idea and grabbed ‘B’ and headed to Screwboys, just inside the door I called for ‘W’ and he came over smiling but looking confused as saw I had ‘B’ with me, I said you wanna come DJ too and gave him his bar fine…he looked more confused then said ‘oh for mama’ then smiled broadly (no drinks etc as was in a hurry and spur of the moment). Quick nod affirmative and he went to get changed, so about 5-10 mins later the 3 of us headed out along Patpong 2. I’d said to ‘W’ quietly on the way was just an ‘off’ for dancing etc and only ‘B’ would come back…he was happy at the idea of a fun night. DJ was queuing back into the little Soi, once we got in I led the boys upstairs, we just linked hands so they didn’t get lost as threaded our way thru the crowds. Heaving on the Ground floor but bit more space on Level 1 so cashed in half our drink chits and went to the balcony…’W’ had been to DJ before with me so was happily taking it in…but ‘B’ was having a blast and dancing away at the balcony (his first ever visit there). From my other offs / reports you may recall that ‘B’ basically can’t drink much alcohol…I think he started off on Heineken then switched to Bacardi lemon after he saw me drinking one. After that his dancing became wilder…then an hour later was like the Energizer bunny had run out of steam, and he had to sit down. I was keeping half an eye on the boys and flitting to / fro between the Toilets for a quick cruise, escaped the clutches of 2 Thai guys who appeared to want a 3some. Fun night though (few pics), at some point noticed ‘B’ definitely flagging so we called it a night at 01:30 and went to re-fuel at Foodland, even just on the walk to Foodland though ‘B’ was going more down-hill…but I thought just hungry / tired. Dinner was rapidly demolished by my hungry comrades, I was chatting with ‘W’ then looked to my side and ‘B’ was just slumped in his chair dozing off…wtf…he didn’t have THAT much to drink….only 2-3 small beers and 1 breezer. Then the penny dropped as when I was younger we used to mix strong beer with alcho pop’s type drinks like lemon Breezers and make ‘Power Shandy’….basically a damn strong shandy that would get you drunk pretty quick. I think the drinks had mixed on him in his stomach and had same effect, just he was’nt used to it. W pointed out B’s head was getting lower and lower so we settled up swiftly then just managed to get him to his feet, he kinda woke up as we got him up but bleary. I pushed ST tip into ‘W’s back pocket and we headed for the door. A taxi was just coming up that narrow Soi so I stopped it…and we bundled ‘B’ into the back of it. I gave ‘W’ a hug and promised to message him later then jumped in the taxi and headed off. In the taxi ‘B’ suddenly said….’oh W not come back with us’ and I said no…I offed him just for dancing with us, he seemed to pick up a bit at this point then the penny dropped…he must have thought I was trying to organize a 3some with his friend…lol 3some with two pals who know each other …never a good idea in my book and clearly he’d thought so too. Back in the condo he perked up a bit and we laughed about it, bit of rolling around on the sofa then he suggested a shower as was getting tired again. I left him to have a bit of his own space in the shower, he emerged while later towel wrapped around him showing off his glorious pocket muscle twink bod but still red face / shoulders from the drinks but looking better. I gave him a paracetamol to help cool down a bit and left him to chill on the bed whilst I went to freshen up, came out 10 mins later and there’s ‘B’ stretched out on the bed absolutely out like a light. Oh well I’d had enough fun that day so best to let him sleep. Shut the bedroom door gently and went to finish my packing so ready for the taxi. After 30 mins I heard this ‘rasping’ noise coming from the bedroom so ducked back in for a quick…lol was just ‘B’ now gently snoring his head off…oh well no action tonight then!

Return to Bangkok, Shopping & Sightseeing After several very relaxing days Bangkok Guy is again enveloping my arm as he sleeps on the plane. We part before immigration and agree to meet quite late to give us both a chance to unpack and run errands and, in my case, an opportunity to visit more of the new bars. First stop is Hot Male where, with a couple of notable exceptions, the guys are a fraction ‘tidied up rough’ for my liking and the host could not be more charming. After explaining that my visit is purely exploratory so no guys this time, this is my first visit since the gay scene’s decampment from Twilight, he becomes an unofficial guide. A whisky in my hand, from the balcony he points out all the other clubs I must visit and gives a little friendly color on what I can expect to find in each, emphasizing that of course, once I have explored, I will want to return to Hot Male! And so I will, with such a charming host. Dream Boys is good but not what it was. That night at least it lacked the ‘guys for all tastes’ variety that was its strength in Twilight. Only one guy caught my attention, # 60-something. Smooth and perfect defined physique. Between my overnight trips Bangkok Guy and I spend quite a bit of time together. The high-floor pool at the apartment is a great hit. Fantastic view, plenty of shade so Bangkok Guy does not need to cover up and no one else around. Despite frustration at our inability to communicate complex ideas due to the language barrier, Bangkok Guy is good company. I research on-line Thai language courses and decide I have to learn Thai. Good intentions. We will see. We do our usual exploration of jazz bars and discover a new favorite, the lobby bar at the St Regis. The musicians are at the top of the game and the bar woman really knows how to mix a drink. Best Sazerac I have had in a long while. Bangkok Guy always looks smart in a conservatively casual way but for the first time I think he may need a little wardrobe assistance. I do not like shopping, but having read reports of Icon Siam think it might be worth a look. We go Icon Siam? Yes! So next day we go Icon Siam. On entry it feels like another bunch of high-brand shops just like duty free in 1000 airports. Straight in the door, there is Alexander McQueen. $400+ a shirt last time I was unfortunate enough to need one in an emergency with no other choices. Bangkok Guy understands me well enough to enjoy pulling my chain. He looks at Alexander Mc Queen and then at me with eyebrows raised and a sweet smile. “I like you, but I no Alexander McQueen like you”. He grins and leads me up the escalator Passing by the Platinum Card brands, our first stop is H&M where he finds a very nice caramel striped collarless shirt, but decides to look further. Next stop is UniQlo. Jack Pot! They are having a sale. I may hate shopping, but I can’t resist a sale if the quality is good. Very nice linen collarless shirts. Bangkok Guy can’t decide which color. There is a discount for two or more. We get three. The new shirts make his trousers look a little dowdy. They have some very smart plaid trousers, also discount for two pair, so we get a dark pair with white and yellow plaid and a grey pair with white plaid. I give him the cash so he can pay for himself. He is very happy. That last paragraph gives a misleading impression of speed. I only shop when I have an objective. I find what I am looking for and exit quickly. Bangkok Guy likes shopping. Bangkok Guy checks out all the options. All the options. Even things he is not likely to buy. Partly he enjoys looking. Partly he wants to be sure he gets both quality and a deal. Fine. I am doing my best to maintain a happy face, but he is no fool. He sees that shopping bores me. However, he knows that I pay attention to how he looks. So at intervals just short enough to avoid me going catatonic he asks my opinion and draws me into the process of deciding in which clothing he looks best. I survive with my good mood stretched but intact. At checkout Bangkok Guy ends up in his own little que of one. Waiting and waiting. It turns out he has asked for everything to be pressed, which they do for free. Now his sneakers do not quite live up to his trousers. After a rest and fashion show at the apartment – everything fits perfectly and he looks very good – we head to Center World, I think, on a hunt for shoes. Some sort of slip-on. I have a thing for good footwear. Good shoes are the one thing for which I will pay full retail. But not in Bangkok. I set a budget equal to what I would pay back home for a good pair of shoes in a very good sale and set Bangkok Guy loose. After much checking of options and asking my opinion he finds a pair he likes with an Italian name. They are well made. Fully leather lined. Mario Minardi. It turns out they are Indonesian, Italian registered brand. And on sale. Later that evening we are again enjoying jazz at the St Regis. Bangkok Guy, in cream collarless linen shirt and dark checked trousers, crosses his legs and moves his foot slightly, admiring the shoe. He smiles. Our sightseeing highlights are the Museum of Contemporary Art and the King Power rooftop. Art is my thing. I had no idea what to expect at MoCA and was pretty much blown away by the creativity of what was in many cases a contemporary take on traditional Thai art. Next trip I will visit the contemporary dealer galleries. If you haven’t been to the King Power viewing deck, go. The view is spectacular. Bangkok Guy and I had great fun photographing each other ‘suspended in air’ on the glass deck. However, the only way out is via a compulsory trek through a supercharged duty free maze fit to bamboozle the Minotaur. Bangkok Guy loved it. So many things to look at. So many things to pull my chain over. He finally took mercy on me and got us out to the footpath. “You safe now” he said grinning, as he slipped his hand into mine.

the majority of these people have died or are about to. Obama had pretty much opened it up and Putin didn't like that. He considers Cuba his "baby". They recently forgave billions of dollars that Cuba owed them. So is no wonder that one of Trumps very first actions was to put the restrictions back on.....it's what his boss wanted, lol

I agree with the majority; it's super easy to get into Cuba lol. I have always chosen Journalism as the reason for my visit. I felt like I wasn’t lying because I would write about my trip on my blog. But when you get to the airport the Cubans are just happy you are there to spend money! The reason doesn’t matter much lol. I went back in May, and a friend of mine just got back last week. We didn't keep any records of anything, and we got in and out of the country without hassle. Also, Luis did a tour for me my first time I was in Cuba back in 2016. He was a great guy and he really knows his stuff.

personally, just my opinion but telling an American citizen where I can or can't go when there is no war on is sufficient grounds to impeach any of these presidents for simple tyranny. This whole Cuba thing gets so tiresome. I l live in South Florida and I understand the distress of Cubans who fled Castro, who lost everything. Yes, I get it; but if telling me what to do and where I can go is your understanding of liberty then it is faulty.

THANK YOU!! me too....however their suites are the worse. I usually take someone back to my room with me from there....after stopping at my favorite hamburger place around the corner, Meats. Tomcal is the only person I know that got undercooked burger from them....and he says I complain, lol

I am actually in Brazil right now after 1 years hiatus. Currently in SP. Visited Fragata 2 nights ago and Lagos last night. Some familiar faces and both places are quite packed. Still prefer Fragata boys to Lagoa. They somehow seems more real and seems more eager to please. Lagoa boys like to promise the moon but more often than not doesn't delivers. They do looks hot AF though. Maybe I just don't know how to pick 'em. Will go to Lagoa tonight to see if it's any better. Btw, anyone been to Termas Rainbow? Worth a visit? The rest my trips will be at Curitiba, Belo Horizonte and Rio (20 - 26 Oct). So I might actually see some of you guys there.

Is this not entirely representative of discourse & life on ‘most’ ;) discussion forums? https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ohDB5gbtaEQ

I think most of the guys value the commissions they get on the drinks. Bars make their money on the drinks, so selling the drinks is an important part the guys' job. As far as the bar/mamasan/manager is concerned, if a customer is with a guy for more the a few minutes he (the customer) should buy a drink. As a pure thought experiment: if you think of the bar guys' time as the bar's inventory, if a customer is sitting with someone without paying the bar, the customer is stealing inventory. As Vinapu pointed out, some bars may have quotas and they certainly keep track of how many drinks someone sells. I know of one regular customer of a bar who tried to make a habit of tipping directly instead of buying drinks, and when the "boss lady" figured it out she stopped that and stopped letting guys sit with the customer unless he bought a drink. I know there are some people who like to call a guy over to evaluate a potential off without buying a drink, and that's fine, but I think the amount of time should be reasonable. Jus to be clear, buying the drink is what the bar gets paid for providing the companionship. Your companion also gets tipped. And having said all that, no one should ever buy a drink he (and/or nowadays she) doesn't want to. Just be aware that the bar can remove the guy sitting with you and send him back to "work" and if it becomes a habit with a particular guy he might earn the disapproval of the mamasan.

HOW. TO. LIVE.

- Entrance fee: 18€ - Fun with a guy in cabin: 50€ (but normally not one hour, ... only about 20 to 30 minutes)

Just spent a few hours here! My first trip to Barcelona and what a wonderful time I had. I hooked up with two porn star quality guys. €50 is still the going rate for a session but obviously no orgasm from them. I tipped some on top for excellent treatment. My first guy was from Egypt and he could be Nyle DiMarco’s twin brother. His cock was almost too thick to handle. Very dominant and assertive and kind. A quick smile which I love. My second encounter was a white guy from Greece. Tall and a touch lanky. He could easily be hired by bel ami studios. And the most delicious cock. Another kind man. I went on Friday night around 6 and left around 8:30. I would say about 20 or so escorts. Maybe more. And nearly that many customers. Sauna was clean and fairly large. I can’t remember the price I paid to enter as I was too excited. Lots of exposed hard cocks. Lots and lots of sexy guys from all over. I’ll head back tomorrow and meet up with a few of the sexy African guys there.

Asian women and men account for the vast majority of the customer base, well over 90% most nights. Are some Thais, Koreans, Japanese or from other Asian countries or are they all Chinese?? No doubt it’s variable on different nights. Usually more Asian women than Asian men Boyzboyzboyz overflows with Asian customers every night. Very few older gay farangs. It is not a gay bar!!