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According to this calculator, she's a hundred years old. Not sure how old a cat has to be before she's entitled to jump on her owner's balls, but I'm thinking she's gotta be getting pretty close.

Howdy guys! I first want to apologize for taking so long with part 2. Since the Covid Era is now starting to come to an end I’ve been super busy working and traveling for work. I really wanted to give y’all a detailed recollection of my experiences in Santo Domingo so I hope y’all enjoy. Before you dive in reading about my recent adventure, I will give pseudonyms for some of people that I spent the most time with. From this point on my straight best friend will be referenced as Gringo and my penpal/Twitter sex friend Kev from the previous post. I hope this will make reading my experiences a bit easier. Day 2 - Thursday April 15th - Midday Tour and Midnight Hedonism Tropical sunlight streams through the thin slits between the curtains and the sounds of birds chirping outside brings a smile to my face. Getting up, mildly hung over and ass slightly leaking I look over at Kev. He is fast asleep, a beanie hat pulled down to to cover his eyes with the thin sheet outlining his body and flaccid dick. I chuckle to myself reminiscing, still feeling the effects of last night. I give him a peck on the neck, he cracks smile, eyes still covered and I tell him I’m going to shower and make breakfast. I proceed to wash the grime and fluids off my body from yesterday’s debauchery, take my PrEP and head downstairs to the kitchen. As I pass Gringos room I hear the faint sounds of moans and pounding, he was still going at it. I start prepping to make breakfast and I hear the ring of my phone. Not even realizing I left my phone downstairs on the dining room table, I see that it’s Manny calling. He proceeds to ask me if we are still doing the tour at 10am after last nights festivities, I laugh and tell him yes but maybe postpone the time, it was only 8am and everyone was either asleep or getting some time in. He laughs and tells me no problem and he reschedules the Colonial walking tour for Noon. As I hang up the phone, my eyes widen at my notifications, 36 missed messages on Grindr!!! In my drunken stupor the night before, I changed my profile name to “Culo Cremoso”(creamy butt/hole) and it seemed to catch quite a few people’s attention. Again, I chuckled and told myself “this is gonna be one hell of a ride”. Kev comes down the stairs only in briefs and asks if he can help make breakfast. I give him a kiss and tell him to chop some veg for the eggs while I make some stove top espresso. While eating breakfast Gringo finally slithers out through the door of his room around 10 and softly closes the door. I ask whereabouts of his woman, he cracks a smile, and informs us that she’s “recovering”. Giggling, we all revel about last nights sexual conquests. After chowing down browned butter scrambled eggs with veggies, roasted sausages, toasted baguette and coffee, gringo returns to his room leaving me and Kev alone. I proceed to ask Kev if he wanted to stay with us the rest of the trip. I already saw him as a friend, an amazing fuck and from the months of getting to know one another over WhatsApp we both had amazing chemistry. He whole heartedly agrees, calls his friend to bring some clothes and essentials from his house and we return upstairs for a quickie before the tour guide arrives. As we catch our breath from a deep passionate pounding, I hear the door bell ring. I look at my watch and it’s only 11:20, perplex I throw on shorts and t-shirt and run down stairs to answer. As I open the door to see a tall, dark skinned, gorgeous man with a massive dick print through his joggers. Confused, yet aroused, I ask what could I help him with. He proceeds to ask me if there was an older American man staying in the house, I tell him it’s just me and my friends. He looks disappointed but still smiles and thanks me for letting him know. He then eyes me up and down, I look at his dick then smile but that’s the last of our interaction. He smiled at me, told me goodbye, then walked down the street and I never saw him again after that. Maybe one of the only few regrets I had from the trip. Noons rolls around and Manny brings the tour guide to our door. Certified by the ministry of tourism and speaking relatively good English, he introduces himself to us and we begin the walking tour. With the midday sun beating on our skin. He takes us through plazas, gardens, churches and ruins. We see the main sights of the Zona colonial, slink through tiny streets and even end up making our own chocolate! (Kahkow experience Zona Colonial) All the while me and Kev take selfies together, glance at each other occasionally with sexually charged eyes, people watching any sexy sexy guys on our horizon and take the small opportunities to have our bodies touch in one way or another. Around 4 o’clock, near the Plaza de España, we can hear Gringos stomach literally growling. At that point I ask the tour guide if we can break for lunch. Kev recommends Buche Perico (modern Dominican Cuisine) for lunch which we walk the five mins from the Plaza to the entrance of the restaurant. We ask the tour guide if he wanted to join which he respectfully decline. From then we are ushered to the gorgeous courtyard with a waterfall coming from a tall stone wall. Once seated, we proceed to order and have a spectacular lunch (the Pulpo and Coconut milk Ceviche were my personal faves). While eating and drinking our way through a round of cocktails, two bottles of Albariño and checking Grindr, we discuss the plans for the evening. Gringo, how had no sleep for the past few nights, wanted to stay the night in. Aware of the 9pm curfew regarding restaurants and bars in the City, Kev throws the idea of having a party or Coro (the term for party or gathering in Dominican Spanish), which I totally agree to. He then changes his Grindr profile name to “Coro en Zona Colonial” and the messages start flooding in. While waiting for the bill and drinking our cafesitos, Gringo asks if we could continue the rest of our tour another day. Full and buzzed I agree with him saying it would also give us time to prepare for tonight’s festivities. I inform the tour guide of us wanting to finish the tour early and resuming on Saturday, to which he is hesitant to, non the less he asks if he can take us to a shop around the corner and discuss it there. When we arrive we find out of all people Manny! While Gringo goes through the store’s wares and Kev weeding people through Grindr, I ask Manny about pausing the tour. He negotiates with the tour guide and we come to the agreement that We will pay the full amount for the tour (only for two people btw because Kev is a local) and the guide will return Saturday (on his day off) to finish the last few hours we had left. I proceed to pay the guide, gave him a nice tip, and we are taken back to our Airbnb around 530. Entering the home, Gringo retreats to his room and informs us he will relax for a couple of hours as me and Kev head into the kitchen. While pouring a glass of water, Kev comes behind and wrap his arms around me. Aroused and taking in the hug, I feel his dick getting hard pressing on the back of my shorts. I turn around, kiss him and tell him to give me a min to shower. After going upstairs for a quick douche, I step out of the bathroom damp to see him lying on the bed fully erect. I chuckle, crawl onto the bed and begin to suck and wet his dick. After having his cock hitting the back of my throat for a while he pulls me up and says he wants to fuck me. I hop on all fours on the side of the bed and he starts to give deep strokes. He soon begins to pound, grabbing my sides and deep dicks my hole. I tell him deeper, deeper! To which he belts out he’s about to cum, his strokes turns aggressive and as he moans deep from his chest he shoots a massive load inside me. Enjoying every second of it he lays his torso on my back while still throbbing and twitching inside me and let’s out a pleasurable sigh. We both lay on the bed, kiss, complement each other and proceed to get dressed to go buy provisions at the supermarket. After buying snacks, plastic cups, mixers and an excessive amount of alcohol. We return back to the Airbnb to prepare for the party. The Sun began to set pretty quickly and after pouring ourselves a few drinks the door bell rings, the first guest arrives. Raf, Kev’s friend, comes in with with Kev’s clothes for the next few days and introduces himself. At 5’6 darker skin, light fuzz but technically a twink, he isn’t really my type, but it’s a party and I was eager to make new friends. We soon set up the hookah, change into our bathing suits and lounge poolside. As we are chatting and I’m going through Grindr, Kev informs me he invited someone and he was almost at our place. Rob, a Dominican/ New Yorker, 6’1, hairy and a bear of a man comes through. He joins us for a few drinks and also lounges with us. Gringo comes from his room once we begin playing music and joins the party. Distracted by Rob, he nudges me and Kev to go into the kitchen. We ask Raf if he can keep Gringo company and that we will return in a bit. In the kitchen we pour ourselves another drink and begin taking turns making out and rubbing each other. Throughly turned on I lead the way to the bedroom to which we proceeded to take rip off each other’s clothes and begin to suck each other off. However, during our swapping of head I had the gut feeling that Rob wasn’t so much into me and more into Kev. Taking a step back and reading the room, I tell Kev and Rob with a smile that I was gonna go downstairs to smoke and for them to enjoy themselves. I’m not a jealous person and was genuinely happy they were having fun, but I needed to get fucked, almost desperately. While joining the others in the courtyard, we continue drinking. Buzzed and extremely horny I invite a top I was speaking to earlier and tell him we are having a party and there would also be an opportunity for fun. He proceeds to tell me he’s on the way after I send my location and soon after Rob and Kev descend from the upstairs bedroom. Both looking satisfied they take a seat. We chat it up, smoke hookah, and Rob begins to roll a few blunts of the local Marujana called Krispy. After smoking through the first blunt, and having a great time the door bell rings again, Grindr guy 1 comes in. Welcoming him to the party I pour him a drink introduce him to everyone and continue to smoke. High and buzzed we all hop into the small pool, chill to the music and soon Grindr guy 1 begins to rub his hand up my thigh and I start getting hard. I ask him if he wanted to go upstairs for a bit with me and Kev, he cracks a mischievous smile and we go up to the second floor bedroom from the outer staircase. Still damp from the pool I peel his wet underwear and start sucking him off while Kev hits the shower. If a “grower” applies to anyone it’s this guy, as he kept getting harder and harder in my mouth I could feel my lips stretching thin around his shaft. I start to choke on his dick, I grab my poppers take a deep hit and he proceeds to face fuckme. Kev comes in and is blown away by the sight, he soon gets on the bed with us and tries to suck the guy off as well. After struggling a bit he tags me in to suck to which I get Guy 1 extremely wet. Kev tells him that he wants to see him fuck me, guy one then looks down to me and asks “tu quieres que te rompe tu culo” (“do you want me to break your hole” literal translation). His dick still down my throat I respond “mhm” and he pops up, puts me on all fours on the bed and deeply lubes my hole. Hands moving frantically around the bed, I finally find my poppers and take more deep drags. He goes in slowly but once fully inside he can’t help himself. He soon starts ruthlessly pounding my hole. Letting out grunts, moans and the occasional high pitch yelp from him digging in me so deep, my hole kept getting more and more wet. All of a sudden he grabs my shoulders and pulls me back to arch and pounds even deeper, he begins to pant deeply then let’s out a deep moan while I feel him shoot his massive load inside. As quickly he pulls out my ass, Kev begins to dip in and strokes my loaded hole as Grindr guy 1 slides in front of me and stuffs his dick in my mouth. Kev soon proceeds to cum again, wiped out, he tells us he’s going downstairs to join the others. Grindr guy 1 then tells me to go on my back, I hold my legs back and he begins to stroke my hole long and deep with his dick. I tell him don’t stop, go deeper and he grabs my throat and starts pounding even deeper. He kept saying “que Rico, que Rico” repeatedly while started heavily cream on his dick. I soon start feeling him precum inside, tell him this ass is all his he can do what ever he wants and he shoots another load deep inside. He comes down for a Kiss and tells me that my ass is incredible, I tell him we haven’t tried the floor yet. He then laughs and says I already sucked all the “leche” out of him and doesn’t think he can go for another round. I smile and tell him I had a great time and after a quick wipe down we return to the party. It’s was already around 11pm once we returned to the party. While enjoying the amazing dick down, Kev was back in the arms of Rob and a new female guest arrived (a friend of Raf) to keep Gringo company for the evening. Raf, his friend and Gringo, playfully tease me for loud sex and constant pounding that was overheard from above. Leaving me blushing and laughing with Grindr guy 1 proudly saying it was only necessary because the ass was so good. After being so well complimented and enjoying the company we go through more liquor, hookah and krispy, and my horniness begins to build again. Hoping for another round, I nudge the idea to Grindr guy 1 about returning to the bedroom. However, both him and Rob announce to us because of curfew they wanted to leave soon not to get in trouble with any police. Familiar with lockdown procedures from my recent overseas trip to Beirut, I understood the gravity a ticket or an issue with the authorities and that it would have dampened the good mood of the evening. We soon said our good byes, exchanged numbers, gave each other hugs/kisses, and they returned home with no problems. Now with the party size reduced I was still having fun yet I still had an itch to be fucked more, and I was going to get it scratched. Back on Grindr and still receiving a flood of messages, someone less than a mile away catches my eye. Rugged, dark and oozing a sexy machismo vibe, I received a message from this guy asking if my culo really was “cremoso” and sent a slew of pics. Already drooling over pics of him and his meat I told him to come by and find out, sending my pics in kind. He asks for location, which I send, and I await his arrival while we discuss plans for tomorrow’s beach day trip and birthday party for Gringo. Around 20 mins later I hear the door bell ring and rush to the door. Opening the first door I peer through the security gate and see Grindr guy 2 on a motor bike in front of the door. He asks if he can pull in is bike into the house to avoid any issues on the street and I tell him yes. We both pull his motor bike into the foyer, shut the door and it’s just me and him in the dimly lit space. I ask if he wants a drink to which he responds no. “A smoke perhaps or a chat by the pool?” The response was also no. He then asks me where is the bedroom, already turned on I proceed to lead him upstairs. He quickly takes of his clothes once he reaches the room and tells me to suck his dick. I get on my knees in front of his flaccid thick dick and start to suck him off. Within minutes he becomes brick hard and commands me to go on the bed, ass in the air. Knowing what’s to come I take another deep drag of poppers as he spreads my cheeks and ruthlessly starts digging into my hole. I smother my face in the pillow trying to muffle my loud moaning and pitched screams as I feel him turning me out. He then pauses his onslaught, I look up and I see him having some poppers himself. Once done, he tosses the bottle in-front of me and pounds my hole even harder. It was at this point I wanted to tap out but I was determined, I opened my bottle to take another drag with the pounding so aggressive the liquid sloshes onto the interior rim of my nostrils. In complete ecstasy my hole opens up even more and I feel oozing down my taint and his dick and balls being covered in cream. He tells me while continuing his assault on my hole that my ass really was creamy and without warning shoots load in my hole. Catching my breath he pulls out and runs immediately to the shower while I collapse on the bed from the whirlwind of a fuck. As I get up and assess the “damage” he comes out of the shower and says he needs to go. He quickly throws on his clothes as a wipe down and he is already heading downstairs before I can even put the towel on. We both thank each other for the good time and I help him push his bike out to the street and Grindr guy 2 leaves as quickly as he came in. Basically 40 mins from start to finish. Returning back poolside, still dizzy from the fuck, it’s only Raf and Kev smoking hookah at the outdoor table. Kev gives me a smirk and asks me why wasn’t he invited, slightly embarrassed I told him I’m pretty sure he just wanted a one on one quickie to which he understood. Raf, inquisitive of the encounters, asks for details and I captivate his attention of regaling him of the sexcapades so far. With Gringo once again indisposed for the evening we decide to move the hookah by the pool, pour ourselves another round of drinks and skinny dip. Tired, yet still with energy, we wade through the cool water in the balmy Dominican night. We light up another blunt, listen to EDM, and share funny stories and other sex experiences. It’s around 130. As we all get to know each other better, Raf ever more curious, asks me how can I get so many guys and bottom with so much confidence and stamina. Drunk and high and this point, I explain my cleaning routine, diet, supplements and that previous big dicked BF’s and years of Fuck buds (past and present) have pretty much prepared me for anything. Kev then chimes in and says the way I present myself also made a difference. Slightly confused, he asked for an explanation, and Kev gives details about my Twitter and my new “catch and hook” name on Grindr. Obviously aroused, he tells me he hasn’t had a taste yet and I tell him why doesn’t he try it out. Still in the pool, he waded up to me and we start to make out. My hand moves down his body to his dick and I feel it getting hard in my hand. Kev, also aroused at this point, comes and join in as we take turns kissing. I tell them to both sit on the edge of pool and I start to take turns sucking them off while they both made out. After a good minute Kev ask if we should go upstairs. We soon all get out, dry up and head to the bedroom. (Forgive me if I don’t go as in depth as the rest of the story, details get a bit fuzzy at this point lol.) Once upstairs, Kev hits the shower while I proceed to suck off Raf again. As he lies down moaning with his dick in my mouth I already feel my second wind coming, I knew I was going to be insatiable. After getting his dick wet and deep throating him. I hop on all fours and he begins to fuck me. I moan in pleasure as I feel him pumping in and out of my hole. Kev then walks out and gets in bed sticking his dick in my mouth. Raf soon cums and Kev places Switches places with him. Seeing the poppers, Raf starts taking drags and begins to face fuck me. Kev then cums again and positions are switched. Raf then has me flipped on my back and proceeds to fuck me while Kev sticks his cock down my throat. Another load is shot again and positions are switched. Raf taking more and more poppers straddles my face and starts pumping his dick down my throat. Gagging and watery eyed Kev fucks me even harder and shoots inside. He then announced he was tapping out and heads to the shower. It’s then that Raf shows his true colors, he has “Demon Dick”. While consistently taking hits of poppers he makes me spread eagle and continues fucking me. He shoots inside once, then again and goes again for while busting another load inside. Kev then comes out of the shower. Looking tired and slightly annoyed (because we are in one of the two air conditioned rooms) announces he will nap on the couch until will finish. Raf soon lays down on the bed to catch his breath while I go down to suck him again and he immediately gets hard. He goes back around again and the cycle continues over and over having lost count. Later after what seems like endless fucking and cumming he says panting “no puedo mas, ya no mas” and collapses next to me. He then looks checks his phone and hops out of bed. I asked if everything was ok, he turns to me and smiles and tells me it’s already 5am and he needs to go home and get his stuff for the beach. Shocked, I check my watch and it was 5 in the morning. I get up give him a deep kiss, we both take a deep cleansing shower cleaning each other off and I thank him for the amazing evening. As I walk him downstairs, I see Kev passed out with his phone in his hand. I walk Raf out and tell him goodbye and that I would see him in a few hours. After locking up I go to Kev and softly tell him to come to bed. He groggily asks if I had fun to which I replied yes, but I missed my cuddle bud. He chuckles and we go upstairs. Sheets already off and just a top layer of bedding on the bed, we both lay down as wrap my arms around him and spoon to sleep under the gentle hum of the A/C. Again sorry it took so long for part 2 and I hope y’all enjoyed the heavy details about my experiences so far in the DR. At this point (knowing this was formally boytoys) I have not yet payed for a paid cash for sex. I have only met fans from Twitter and hookups from Grindr and Kev’s friend Raf. In part 3 I will go into details about “Manny’s Boys” and my experience with them. When I have the chance I will upload part 3, just be patient with me lol. Below, are picture of the guys I met within the first two nights. The only one excluded is Raf. Out of respect I will not show any faces and they will not be in any particular order, y’all will just have to guess for yourselves who is who lol. Also, I will not be posting my social media at this time due to advice I have received from other members, so I apologize if some of y’all were expecting that. If there are any questions regarding the trip feel free to post on here and I will try to respond as quickly as I can. Again stay safe, stay horny and happy hunting!

This local sign says in big letters "Support Your Local Wine Makers! Drink Tons!" Then in the bottom left hand corner reads "Always Drink In Moderation."

Oh goodee! The bitching has started. Long may it continue. Bring it on ladies! Let's have fun. And talking of bitchiness, dear Lord Ozzy really ought to know that it is Bridgerton (as one which crosses a river - of filth, perhaps?) and not Brigerton.

We lost our elderly boy last fall. The smoke from the wildfires here in Oregon put him in a slide we couldn't get him out of. Miss him terribly. Enjoy Squirt while she's around.

Gosh, I’m exhausted from just reading about your exploits @Arabcreamer When do you rest? You most certainly deserve a vacation.

All the relish you need is some hot Thai boys to join you for the picnic......and of course some Isaan big sausages for those hot dog buns

Having been there 50+ times over several years, it was anything but a disaster for me. You're right about there being a lot of straight looking Viet guys there but I like straight-looking guys. Guess I'm just funny that way. Also found them--and their Lao colleagues--more than capable of providing satisfactory service. I found that it has as much to do with how I treated them as how they treated me. It's also been my experience that judging a massage shop based on a single visit with one guy isn't a good basis for making such a sweeping assessment. Longer than you think. The shop is permanently closed and owner has moved back to Isan where he's opened a shop..

So, my oldest cat, Squirt, is 21. In other words she's old. And she sleeps 23 hours a day and only comes out for an hour a day and I try to be as nice to her as possible. But for the last couple months she comes out and jumps on my balls. I'm trying to get her to like sit to the side of me instead of jumping on my balls but that's not working. Man, it hurts.

What do you expect given you named her Squirt?

I always brought different guests every day. The JW in Rio was the only issue and it was when I was bringing in a group of 3 or more. I had forgotten that. They don't like group sex I think.

These days it's hard to find a drug ad where the manufacturer doesn't offer a bargain price to those who "have trouble affording their medications". You'd think they could do a little something on Veuve Cliquot.

You are so lucky to have access to decent wine at sensible prices. In Thailand the wine is heavily taxed so very expensive, and often transported and stored in high temperatures so it is ruined anyway. As for the champagne........my favourite Veuve Cliquot goes for over 5,000 Baht a bottle! Just a bit too much for me on my little pension.

An old story from my past as a campaigner for gay rights. I joined the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence back in the early 1990's, when our Australian founder moved to London, Mother Ethel Dreads a Flashback, and started recruiting. I became Sister Immaculata Worksurface (Scrubber for short). Those were the days! Often at protests the police looked at us with utter confusion and almost never touched us! Sorry if this is too far off topic.

Could you bring in a new guest every day if you wanted to? Some hotels will allow you to bring in just one guest and register them for the duration of your stay. Ironically I have found some upscale gay boutique hotels to have the most restrictive guest policies. I always stay in apartments to avoid problems bringing someone home but I do understand the allure of a nice hotel.

Hey thanks for reading @Latbear4blk. Think you can honestly find anything you want in the DR if you scratch the surface a bit. Towards the end of our trip we had two bottoms in our friends circle and their objectives were to find foreigners lol. You really will have to come to find out. I’m glad you are no longer parched @Vanbcanthony haha. When the guy knocked on our door it was already Pretty close to tour time and I didn’t think about letting him in. Looking back I sorta wish I did lol. Regarding the Gringo he was with personally think maybe they had a dispute or the guy didn’t want to deal with the pressure of telling his side piece goodbye. To be honest he looked disappointed that his friend wasn’t there :/. Regarding attracting the local guys, I think the way you present yourself, confidence and knowing exactly what you want is important. If I Talk to a guy on Grindr knowing it’s for sex or will most probably lead to sex, I pull the trigger right away. I’ll usually send a slew of slutty pics and classy ones (show some balance lol) and it pretty much hooks them in. Grindr is a hook up site in its purest from so that’s how I treat it. I think if you change your approach you would get more guys. People would assume knowing the language is absolutely necessary but it’s 2021 every phone has a translator and the language of sex is basically universal. Drinking and smoking shouldn’t be a criteria, but I think it’s always nice to offer a drink to guest to sorta break the ice and loosen nerves. I think the key to finding someone who cums like that is not judging a book by its cover. I have a type but I’m not picky, I think a lot of guys are handsome and have their own merits. My only criteria is to have a decent dick and know how to fuck. I have dismissed guys or left a hook ups house because the sex wasn’t good, if I’m not enjoying it why should i go on with it there are other fish in the sea. Another game changer is chemistry, Raf was totally not my type at all, but through conversation and just vibing we established a great sexual chemistry and we fucked for hours.

well that is the other factor. but I'd really like her to no jump on my balls

of course once you watch this video the Almighty Algorithm will start showing you other similar ones. I got served up one from Nakarat massage that was quite enjoyable. and this Thai boy band at a Japanese bath house

Man, thanks for this amazing post to quench our thirst. I gotta admire your stamina and energy level. I'm definitely in the low energy group. I'm one of those getting up no earlier than 8ish, back to my place after dinner and bed by no later than 12. lol I can't believe that some random guy would just show up at your front door. Part of me says invite him in cuz he is a proven commodity, or maybe he was unsatisfactory because his older gringo friend didn't even bother telling him that he would be gone? I'm always amazed by the number of messages a foreigner receives in Latam. I seem to be the exception. Maybe it's the way I market myself or maybe I'm not the type of guy Latinos like. Or maybe because I don't drink or smoke. How can these guys cum so many times in a day? lol. No wonder they say Latinos are super passionate lovers.

I would love to visit and see these (pictures from Google), I hadn't realised just how big these stone jars were and the huge tasks there must have been in hewing the blocks of stone, shaping them with primitive tools, and then transporting them to where they are now, and therefore the Civilisation that generated them? My long, long time lad of many years standing is from Laos and knows Phonsovan and these jars well - I feel a field-trip coming up next holiday

I should have said @TotallyOz What say you? Am I the only one encouraging this?

My Bf's filipino brother in law, who lives here in the UK is called Winston Churchill ! Weird thing is he barely knows who that is and on my asking I was told it was the current British Prime Minister - whereas truth be told Boris is only that in his own dreams !

I feel your pain!

I agree with anddy on this one. And if the current measures fail to significantly curtail Covid, I see things getting far more difficult before they get any better. I applaud efforts to bring this under control and nobody wants Thailand to become another India, but some of the more absurd rules have found a special place on my "I Don't Get It" list.

Now they have a new color scheme: dark red, red and orange. No more yellow and green. They change not just the classifications of provinces according to the latest infections numbers, but change the whole scheme when things change. I think this is the third scheme.... After failing to cancel Songkran and thus spreading the virus nicely throughout the country, at least they are trying to get it under control quickly with the usual measures, but some are a new low of not making sense: Closing restaurants for dine in, fair enough, only take-away/delivery BUT ONLY UNTIL 9pm!! WTF is that supposed to achieve? Probably a de-facto curfew without having to actually call it one. No idea how that helps limiting virus spread. */end of rant lol Anyway, all the high flying opening plans for July and October look very much like pipe dreams again (unsurprisingly)

I would not be shocked if I learned that a young Thai man used some of the cash I sent him to have fun. Unlike many westerners, who primarily concern themselves with how many assets they have gathered right up until they draw their last breath, Thai culture has always been more concerned with fun in the moment. And it's not fun unless it's in a social context. Thais don't care to enjoy themselves alone--if that's even possible--and more they like to eat alone. In fact, I'd be glad he got some joy from my gift. Many, if not most, of the guys we meet know poverty from childhood. They come to BKK or Pattaya to escape it and send some of their earnings back home in the time honored tradition. But they're also young and place a high priority of celebrating their youth with their buddies. And as we are constantly reminded, you're only young once. Those guys from Thailand (or any of the other SE Asian nations whose sons gravitate to Thailand) who ask us for something aren't robbing us like the man in the OP who used coercion in one form or another. They're just taking a chance and asking. If we choose to demand a litmus test, it becomes a transaction instead of a gift. No, I'm not advocating sending off cash on a whim to someone I've never met. But I am talking about young men we have come to know; those who made our lives more bearable because they didn't reject us out of hand as many in our own country would. If there was ever a time in our world we might see our way free to return the favor, this very well might be that time.

Damn. I had not noticed that comment. I hope you are wrong! I was sincerely excited at @Arabcreamer joining the club of adventurous travelers willing to share their experiences! Vamos hombre! Que unos pocos pendejos no te desalienten. Ser un contribuyente activo tiene muchas recompensas de todo tipo, pero incluye algunos requerimientos. Tienes que aprender a ignorar a cierta gente. Please, come back and keep being generous and sharing. I cannot wait.

Thanks for a great trip report. I eagerly await Part 2 and Part3!

Bienvenido, @Arabcreamer! It is so good to have young, open minded, horny blood in the forums. Please, do not stop traveling, fucking, and reporting back here.

From CNN World 'I thought I would die.' Myanmar protesters describe torture they suffered in detention The 19-year-old's eyes are so swollen he cannot open them properly. His face is marked with big purple welts and bruises. Etched into his shoulders and back are long, dark lacerations that have yet to heal over -- wounds, he said, that were inflicted when Myanmar military officers who had detained him whipped him repeatedly with cable wires. "I thought I would die," the teenager, who did not want to be named for safety reasons, said of his three-day stint in a military detention camp, while showing a photo of his wounds. He is one of more than 4,400 people detained by Myanmar's security forces since the military seized power in a coup on February 1, according to advocacy group Assistance Association for Political Prisoners. The round-up, part of a systematic and bloody crackdown on any perceived opposition to the takeover, has ensnared politicians, protesters, journalists, striking workers, celebrities, and even children and bystanders. Many people have been taken in terrifying nighttime raids or abducted off the streets and held in secretive facilities out of contact from their families. Little is known about the conditions they are kept in. The 19-year-old said he was repeatedly beaten while held in military detention. But the accounts of those who have been released, as well as from defectors from the military and family members, detail brutal acts of violence and torture. The teen was traveling back to Yangon from Bago on his moped when he said he was stopped at a military checkpoint on April 9. It was a long drive, and it was already getting late. That day had seen one of the deadliest crackdowns on protesters, with more than 80 killed by security forces in the town, according to AAPP. Searching his bag and phone, soldiers found images of him with a shield at protests. The 19-year-old said he was taken to a military compound, where his hands were tied and he was repeatedly beaten by the guards, who used cables, the butts of guns, and glass bottles. His back shows the scars from being whipped with cable wires, after he was released from military detention. "The commander tied my hands from the back and used small scissors to cut my ears, the tip of my nose, my neck and my throat. (He) hit my head with a glass bottle, beat me up, pointed at me with guns but the bullets did not come out. He used the gun to threaten me as soon as I got to their station. Then he let his fellow soldiers beat me up that night," he said. Continues with photos https://www.cnn.com/2021/04/27/asia/myanmar-coup-detainees-torture-intl-hnk/index.html