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I have not been to a gay bar in so long I was starting to wonder if I have converted to straight. So, I took a stroll last night and had a nice time. Freshboys, not many boys as during Covid but around 20 or so there and mostly twinks. Mamasan asks me to buy her a drink, I say no. When I leave asks for a tip, I say no. The boys were mostly younger and cute and more feminine. Drinks were 400 baht. I gave some of the cute Viet waiters a tip. One I was introduced to by a poster here MANY moons ago in Screwboy and he wanted to go with me again tonight. He said, "I'll let you fuck me long time." Saved in memory for soon repeat. Dreamboys, average age about 30 or so. There were at least 50 guys there that were rotating on stage and at least 20 or so in the throng of customers. The place was packed. Some handsome guys and something for everyone (but me). Drinks 500 baht. Super A, only 5 boys there when I went and pretty rough looking. Drinks 200 baht. Tawan, most older body builders, not much different that the past. I think the drink was 500 but maybe more as I don't remember as they gave me so much change. New Twilight Bar, new name is Queen Club. What the actual fuck? Why change the name to that? I don't get it. I tried to go inside but there were three boys there. Not worth my time. But, some cute waiters. Outside of Super A was a hottie on a motorbike with smooth face and tall and twinkly manly. He was sexy. He smiled. I smiled. He said, "I go with you." I said, "I look for boy to fuck." He said, "can." I said, "I look for boy to fuck me" and he said, "can." I said I look for all night, he said, "OK, but how about many nights?" I thought good answer so I took him. But, he had motorcycle and needed to drive to me. I gave him directions and it took him much longer than me as I was in Grab. He spent the night. Great sex. Good fun. MUCH more of a top but willing to do whatever. Spent the entire night for 4,000. Asked me to cook him rice about 3AM. Slept till about 6 and I was awakened with a dick trying to enter my ass. Good morning! All in all, it was so good to see the bars with customers and life picking back up and into full swing. I think more than 1/2 of the customers in bars still have masks but no boys. The streets were busy as well. Restaurants along Suriwong were busy as well.

No doubt you are right, but it would be a bad idea to mix the slut me with the professional role I am supposed to play. Oh well.... While on this subject, and since I cannot resist a bit of gossip, he drove me to a simple roadside restaurant for lunch one day, and I invited him to eat with me. (It was more for my benefit than his, since I needed him close by to do the ordering). The three waitresses at the restaurant were nearly throwing themselves at him - he seemed to know them from before - and he had a hard time telling them to lay off. I don't understand what he said, but the body language indicated that he might have said, "My boss is watching". Not only was I watching, I was ready to shoot darts from my eyes. Lay off my driver! If anyone were to have him, it would be me!

Adam's Apple Club reopened on June 1st this year. We had been closed for 4 days (3 Buddhist holidays in July and August and 1 day for our annual anniversary celebration in November). Yes, New My Way is closed, the owner unfortunately passed away 2 years ago and there is no successor. The Circle Pub has been open again for a few weeks under new management.

He was lovely. Nice boy (I thought more of a bad boy with all the tats) but a sweet person and kind in bed. Jupiter Boy's friend was fun.

Thank you very much for your kind post, yes Fred is a friend of Adam's Apple Club in Chiang Mai and is helping us with marketing after the long period we have been closed. Thank God we have been open again since June 1st, 2022 and can welcome guests again.

A few years ago I was sitting with an Asian friend, watching the Dreamboy show. It included a slapstick segment featuring ladyboys made up in grotesque costumes and makeup. At one point they simulated picking up fake feces off the stage floor. Members of the audience were recruited to join the act on stage and to my amazement, quite a few joined in. Just about all the seats were filled and the Asian dominated crowd roared with laughter. After the show I asked my Asian friend what he liked most about it and he said the ladyboy comedy routines. It was what appealed to me the least. It was then I came to appreciate the cultural gap. It wasn't that they didn't like to see sexy guys on stage. It was that they also wanted to be entertained in a way that left me nonplussed. I never did get around to catching the new Dreamboy show on my last trip. It wasn't because I didn't want to to attend but I always managed to find something else to do.

Unfortunately, I only read your post today, I'm very sorry. I would be happy to give you some tips for your visit to Chiang Mai on the subject of the gay scene. I can particularly recommend Adam's Apple Club in the north of the city, in Santitham. But I'm happy to recommend other gay places in Chiang Mai, but unfortunately not many of them are left after the pandemic. However, we hope that this will change in the future and that more gay places in Chiang Mai will establish themselves again.

So many Thais helped out in so any ways. I always think of the owners of the rice fields close to the cave as they had to be flooded as the cave was drained. They were offered compensation. None accepted it. It was their duty to help, they stated.

I just spent 9 days in Japan, 3 days each in Tokyo, Kyoto and Osaka over Thanksgiving. I visited several Onsens and a couple of brothels. Just a quick heads up, as with many things in Japan, it is better to prearrange the boys online before rather than trying to pick one up on the day of or one day before. Tokyo Hot spring - I didn't go to any gay saunas this time, but went to an Onsen with natural hot spring that was supposed to have a lot of eye candy and some action. This one is in a commercial mall with indoor and outdoor pools https://www.ousama2603.com/shop/ooimachi/access.html. Very open space with limited area to play (probably in the steam room). However, there are many signs in Japanese (I can read a little bit) saying they will call the police if you behave suspiciously. I think they are trying to crack down on bad behaviors. I met a Taiwanese guy on another forum and he went to another hot springs in Shinjuku area https://thermae-yu.jp/ and reported that it is all look and no action too. I also read that there is another community bath house https://spa-tokyo.net/z-t-daikokuyu-nakano/index.html that can have some touching but I didn't have time to explore. Brothel - I booked a guy on https://en.hi-na.com/cast/rank.php that I have been lusting after since pre-pandemic (3 years of blue balls)! I checked his schedule and emailed the place in English a week ahead and arranged the time. Response was quick. A few minutes before the appointment, I arrived at the suggested exit at the train station and tried emailing them to pick me up, but I ended up having to call them. Once inside the shop, they confirmed what I ordered and I paid upfront. The guy is very similar to the picture but definitely a few years older but not too far off and has a smoking body. I think the only exaggeration is his dick size (so if you are a size queen you might be disappointed). The operating procedure was shower, mouth wash and then onto the bed. He kissed and licked my nipples but only sucked a little bit. We fucked with condom with both of us came. I enjoyed the time and almost wanted to book for the overnight but I had to leave Tokyo the next morning so I resisted my urge. I think I paid 22,000 yen for 2 hours. Just a personal preference, I think I prefer my Japanese brothel experience (I used other shops in Japan before in previous trips with similar experience) over the ones I had in Thailand such as My Hero or VClub. The room in Japan is a regular studio with a shower and bright set up like a bedroom, and the guys (at least try to) make me feel like I was having sex with my boyfriend. Whereas in Thailand, the rooms are usually carved out from a big space and dimly lit, which makes me feel like I was visiting a brothel with a you know what 🤷‍♂️😅.

I spent 4 nights at Men's hotel and spa. It's a gay hotel similar to A&P in PP, but bigger: 15 rooms instead of 5, and the sauna is also much bigger. I liked it less, bcs of too many minor service and maintenance annoyances. On my last night I finally witnessed some action in a Cambodian sauna (re my PP report): 3 guys (young local, young afro-american, big-fat old white) pleasuring worshipping a young sexy local in the jaccuzzi. There is also massage service at the hotel. I discretly asked the very friendly helpful French manager if his massuers - like the ones at the PP hotel - automatically assume that extras are included. He answered most emphatically "No. We dont do that." Had a small number of grindr solicitations. Met with a local tourist twink, who was really into making Daddies happy. Notwithstanding all the above, anyone visiting PP interested in discreet pleasure, PM me. On a non-sex note, an off the beaten track rcmndation: a break from the temples at Theam's gallery. It's much more than just a gallery; magical tasteful compound.

My Pattaya reports are aimed at newbies by a newbie (third time in Thailand, first time in P), so please read (and react?) with that spirit in mind. I decided to offer them thematically rather than chronologically, bcs I think it's more useful for searching info. Mike's taxi service was rcmndd here, and m happy to rcmnd it forward. Online rgstration easy and user-friendly. 1000 baht. I also established in advance whatsapp contact with him, just to b on the safe side; he readily obliged me. Arriving 14:45 in a small plane from Siem Reap and with only a carry-on trolley, I whisked thru. Per email instruction, I proceeded to exit gate 3. At first I didnt see anyone holding a paper with my name on it, but that was bcs I had mistakenly assumed that mine wld b the only one. However, some reps have boards with mltpl names, and that's where I found mine. The young lady contacted the driver waiting outside; told me it wld take 10 mnts; at my request took me to sit at some benches; and rtrnd 7 mnts later to take me to the taxi. The taxi was immaculate, and the driver very polite. He asked me to type the name of my hotel into his nvgation app, and off we drove at 15:25. He also showed me on his cellphone that he is aware of my request to stop in P at a TT branch for exchanging money, which of course he did. The ride took 95 mnts, 75 of which we were cruising at 110 kph on the highways. Level of service: PERFECT PS Rate of exchange was $1 = 35.2 baht

Tipps were periodically removed from the strap and handed over to the security guy or girl who were supervising the stage. But I did not see massive tipping and I am not sure larger bill would make too much difference. But I saw few guys who were not shy as well, used by the strippers to show what tricks they can perform.

Lotus is an area next to the dance floor in upper part of Theatron, where strippers perform. I was told the naked strippers (i think 4) were from Brazil. Well, nobody was shy. It was Thursday evening and all willing (including non-tipping) could interact with strippers „in various ways“, by 2.30am there was not even lots of crowd around, so everybody could get few slaps with a large dick on their face 😄. The performing boys seemed to have fun with all! There was a discussion if they could be hired - since they rotate, when leaving the stage, they could be contacted (and some visitors did) and maybe a nice card with phone number presented for followup. The strippers were super hot beefy Entrance - Thursday 15K (ID required, I had copy of passport), drinks 25K. Many bought bottle of whisky or vodka with mixers. Security was high. The audience was nice crowd, circuit boys though would go to El Mozzo club (I was told). Btw-everybody is filming everything in Lotus. Guys themselves, guests, their gfs, bfs, strippers.

Sorry, I am not the one to ask about shows. I hate them. I like the sexy boy shows where they are on stage but the sex shows and ladyboy shows do nothing for me but bore me. Next time I'll try to catch Dreamboy but it was crowded so I assume many like it.

You should have asked the Jupiter mamasans about Mr Boom. They should know his current whereabouts. They might even be able to get in touch with him to arrange a private meeting with you. For a tip of course!

first, he cut my session short second , when I visited Senso about 2 weeks later he went to trouble of making sure he doesn't even look at me in the lobby. I got the hint and took another guy

I would agree - In my case, I was invited along as the falang to celebrate a Thai birthday of one of my few Thai friends. However, as I note in this trip report - at the red chairs section of the Tien Beach - there were 2 gay workers - an older Thai gentleman, who was probably the manager of the red chairs establishment, and one of his staff, who was young (perhaps 23 or 25) and very sexy and cute and made it obvious that he was interested. When we checked Grindr - there were only a few (2 or 3) profiles active - and it was not evident if these "on Koh Larn" active profiles were day trippers or guys who were staying overnight like us. I guess the only way to find out would have been to check Grindr in the night time hours - which I did not. Since Pattaya and Jomtien are in close proximity - Grindr displays them as "near" - but they are truly back on the mainland requiring a 20 minute speed boat ride. I guess you could order-in :>)) So, bring your entertainment with you. If you are staying many days - you could order-in new entertainment each day and send the previous day's entertainment back to the mainland.

I'm confused. I thought the "tip" was knocking on your back door in the morning ???

Friday 2nd December, I had a Mike Pattaya Taxi from Bangkok City (Suan Plu Soi 8 ) I booked it the night before and it was confirmed via LINE in 5 minutes. I had a fantastic lady driver with a brand new big car. I was very comfortable with a big recliner seat and free water. She skipped the rest stop on the way because I was asleep. It was that comfortable! 1100 Baht + 200 tip. Right to the lobby of my condo. I have used Mike Taxi for many years now. FloridaRob was my introduction to them. I will never go anywhere else.

Many thanks to everyone who helped us to restart after the difficult time. Thank you very much! We are happy about all people from all over the world who come to visit us, you are all cordially invited.

Yes, we have been open again as normal since June 1st, the day on which all bars and clubs in Thailand were officially allowed to open again.

Thai pronouns and honorifics are highly nuanced and I don't pretend to know any of the subtleties. น้อง (Nong) literally means "younger sibling" regardless of sex. Here I think it's used to imply a respectful relationship to the customer. (Thai doesn't make the same distinctions in familial relationships that we are used to. For example there are words for father's younger sibling, mother's younger sibling, parent's older brother, parent's older sister, but not for the other combinations of father/mother older/younger brother/sister.)

compliments - I LOVE your writing style. I was laughing SO hard and also at the same time your suspense was killing me..... I myself have been in this situation - with ALL of the eyes on your wallet as you pull out each baht to pay the group bill. The best is to do it slowly - it keeps them on the edge of their seat. Even better, to not have enough in your wallet but to have enough somewhere else in another pocket without them knowing it. During this hesitation as you fuddle to see if you can find more bahts - just to see if any of them will jump in to help you out. It is GREAT entertaining theatre......

I think you're being facetious but I'll answer anyway. Nope, the thought didn't even cross my mind. It turned out that Baht and I were heading to Pattaya two days later, on Sunday. I had more shopping plans for that night but Baht again texted me to join him in Jomtien Super Town — is that what they call it? — to start drinking with another group of his friends and later head with them to a Pattaya nightclub that Baht was eager to experience. Baht had mentioned this on Friday morning in the coffee shop, and I was definitely interested. I've had such great times in Pattaya night clubs. I love the clientele mix. Gay, straight, sex workers from all over Southeast Asia, sex tourists from all over the world as well as plenty of locals and gay and beach tourists pulled to Pattaya by draws other than go-go and host/hostess bars. On one of my first nights in Pattaya, back in the mid-90s, I remember going to what I believe was Marine Disco. It was on Walking Street, and the sexual tension was off the charts. The music and music system were outstanding. There was so much energy in that place. Through the decades other Pattaya nightclubs would open and close, from Hollywood, near Sunee Plaza, to Christine's to Dave's and NAB. I had so many great nights in every one of them so I was eager to try a new Pattaya disco. Trouble was I had asked Baht the name of the place because I had just read a long Stickman's column about a few new happening nightclubs in Pattaya and thought it might be one of them. It wasn't. Instead it was one that had just been raided by police, one from which the customers rather than wait to be booked and locked up broke free and ran away, one that had been closed down by the humiliated police. Now it's Sunday night and Baht and his friends are getting excited about moving to a Pattaya venue. Baht still refuses to believe me that the place he intends to go to has been closed down by police. So he asks a friend working at the bar we're drinking at. The friend says, yeh, it's still open, and Baht shoots an “I told you so” glance at me. But at that point the bar's other waiter pipes in and says police have closed it. No matter. There are other Pattaya nightclubs. But at this point I'm not really in the mood. I had been working the apps, chatting to some promising locals before heading to Jomtien and wanted to get back to that. I also didn't want to put myself in a situation where I would be expected to subsidize the drinking of six more strangers. So I paid for my tequila and left. The next morning when I woke up I noticed Baht had tried to call me twice, which is odd for him as we only ever text. I texted back, thanking him for introducing me to his fun friends, telling him I had a great time at Fake Club and again in Jomtien and wishing him a safe drive back up to Chiang Mai. They had planned to leave when they woke up that day — after for what for them were three straight all-nighters of binge drinking. Baht has yet to reply to that text, nor to even read it. I hope he is OK.

Apologies for not finishing this story earlier, but I’ve had an excitement-filled week with little time to devote to this story. The short version is this friend, let’s call him Baht, never asked me to share my vacation with him. I handed him an envelope with some cash in it and apologized for not being able to help him more during the pandemic. We made our way to a tiny specialty coffee roaster that was on the end of a sub-soi off Soi Convent and had a nice catch-up. He invited me to join his friends at Fake Club that night. I demurred as I had some shopping to do on Silom Soi 4 and Patpong, and had already wasted my first night in Bangkok catching up on the sleep I failed to get the night before my flight left. But I had always wanted to go to Club Fake and knew I’d never go to a place like that alone. Still, though, my shopping expedition beckoned so I told Baht to text me later, I might change my mind. When he finally did text me it was from Fake Club itself and the news wasn’t so great. They only sold bottles of whiskey or vodka. No tequila, but they’d let you bring a bottle of tequila inside the club and charge a 300 baht “uncorking” fee. I think I was supposed to take care of the tequila but didn’t realize that. I don’t know where to buy bottles of tequila that late in Bangkok, and Baht had made it sound as though it were something he could handle once I showed up. That happened at about 11:30. I got to the table only to find whiskey. Baht poured me a glass of whiskey and soda despite my protesting that just the smell of whiskey makes me wanna throw up. Then he excused himself to go to the bathroom. He didn’t return for a long time —almost an hour — and as his absence stretched I grew more determined to say my goodbyes as soon as he returned. It ended up that Baht had commandeered a motorcycle taxi and told him to go to every liquor store and convenience store still open until they found one with tequila. As the clock ticked almost to midnight — Thailand’s legal cutoff time for sales of alcohol — they found one last convenience store. It had a bottle of tequila. He texted me a photo of it. It was almost exactly midnight. When he got back, well after midnight, he must have had to travel far, Baht plopped my prize down on the table and told me of his adventure. Well, I guess I can stay another half hour or so, I thought. I ended up having a great night. I had not drank like that in almost three years. The music was really fun and I found out that despite no practice since the end of 2019, my body can still dance. We ended up polishing off that bottle of tequila and staying till the very end. When the bill came, a little more than 5,000 baht, I took it from the waiter, who shined his flashlight on my wallet so I could see what I was doing. As I was counting out 1,000-baht notes, I noticed all eyes around the table were on my wallet, riveted with suspense. Would I go all the way? If I did, would I leave a tip? I got to 4,000 and hesitated. Surely Golf and his friends could take care of the rest and add a tip. I glanced up, all eyes, even the waiter’s, were still glued to what my fingers were doing in my wallet. There was also a sense of desperation in those eyes, so I counted out two more bills and a jubilant celebration erupted as if I — or they — had just scored the winning goal in a World Cup game. The waiter actually broke into tears he was so happy. He gave me a big hug, showering me in thank yous. I’ve never hugged anyone so bone thin. I was happy I had left him a generous tip. He could obviously use the money.

Yes, and that is why the bar stayed empty!

From Coconuts Bangkok A fire broke out Saturday afternoon at the CentralwOrld shopping mall, according to reports on social media. A large blaze broke out in the mall’s semi-outdoor dining area called Groove at around 4:15pm, sending shoppers fleeing through smoky corridors and coughing heavily, according to clips filmed at the scene. Firefighters rushed to the scene and were attempting to put out the flames. There were no reports of injuries so far and the cause of the fire was not yet known. One person reported fleeing upon seeing the smoke and flames without hearing any warning, three years after people complained no alarm sounded when a fatal blaze killed two employees and injured 17 in the same mall. The mall announced at about 5:30pm that the fire had been extinguished and no one had been injured. Continues with video https://coconuts.co/bangkok/news/fire-breaks-out-at-bangkoks-centralworld-mall-again/

Kyoto This is like the Sahara for gay venues, at least for a non-Japanese speaking person. Bathhouse - There used to be a gayish (regular but frequented by gays) Sento (bathhouse) just a few minutes walk from the JR Kyoto station. I visited it once before the pandemic late at night and it was fun. But the building was torn down during the pandemic. Brothel - There are not many brothels advertised for having a Kyoto shop, one such was 男子学園 https://www.dgdgdg.com/top.php?shop_id=1 . I wasn't interested in their offerings when I was preparing for my trip, so I did not booked anything. However, when I was in Tokyo I saw that they have a couple of new faces that I I like to meet so when I arrived in Kyoto I sent them an email in the morning and asked for an afternoon appointment. No response for a few hours. I sent them a follow up at around 2 pm, and then I sent them a Line message. The reply came in Line first and said the guy I wanted was fully booked. Then I asked for a 2nd option fully booked too. After I came home from my vacation, I read on another forum that someone had a similar experience with dgdgdg's Tokyo store too - very tardy responses and the guy who showed was a few extra pounds over what was on the photo. So, buyer beware.

I think my stance on shows has gotten harsher over the years. I use to love one on Soi Twilight (2nd Floor) that was mostly cabaret shows with sexy dancers. I went to see it all the time and loved it. I liked the show as Splash in Pattaya. But, I never have understood why anyone prefers these shows to sexy guys on stage but I also know I'm in the minority as most of the time the seats fill up for the show. I don't get it.

it was supposed to be ' male staffed places", excessive technology help

That was my tip from him. We both deserved a tip.

BTW, one of the boys in here become a live in for over a year. The other one was hot. I ran into him again last night and my interest sparked. He said he wanted to thank me for being so good to his friend. And, then, if I ever want to see him, he would be good to me. I am not sure what that means, but I'll find out soon.

Many working married guys still work the scene to provide for their wife and kids hehe

Go to prime massage in silom 6. Mixed gender center, low chance of extra, take oil massage and enjoy. They have plenty of male masseurs and use rotation. Always had great massage there.

First time I went to koh larn was 2002 with a pal and two boys. Walked from the pier to Duen Beach (Monkey Beach) . 2 miles maybe. There was nobody and nothing there - took some booze and food from,7-11. Had lots of fun swimming out to the reef. Got taxi back for return to Pats cos I had cut my foot on the coral.

Really useful thanks, I have been to Koh Larn a few times now but clearly I missed out on so much that I could have seen or visited, In terms of any night-life, especially our side of the fence, I guess we need to bring our 'entertainment' with us as you did?

Calm down and don't post when drunk.....you had been behaving and talking like an adult.....boy problems and you need a drama outlet?

Why you'd almost thinking he was (still) trolling about Cancer -and on a post where another board member seems to have a genuine case going on - tasteless to say the least.

“Male stuffed places?” What do they stuff them with? 🤣

Thanks Vinapu for remembering my early trip reports from 2012, 2013, etc.. Being retired has given me the luxury of having the free time required to write these types of detailed trip reports. As you know, I very much appreciate maps in trip reports because of the way my brain works. If I can see a visualization of where a given location is on a map - it greatly helps me understand where a given place is and the best way to get there. Recently 12is12 showed me how to insert custom geographical pinpoints onto Google maps. This made me realize that I can use this Google feature to enhance my future trip reports and as I get older (deteriorating memory) help me to remember where I have already been to avoid that in my future that I have groundhog day experiences. In that way I can see everything once and avoid repeating them - good for the budget :>))

You can walk into almost any gay massage parlor and ask for exactly what you described above. Or you could walk in, say you'd like an oil massage, play dumb about any extras and see how far the therapist will go. Think of it as an adventure. There used to be a massage place in front of Pinnacle Lumpinee, for years a favorite hotel among gay tourists. A friend from New York who was with a straight female friend once asked the hotel receptionist to recommend a massage shop that both he and she could enjoy. Basically they wanted a place with no hanky-panky, although probably neither would say no to some fun. Anyway, the receptionist recommended the place right in front of the hotel. They entered, ordered hourlong massages and were put into adjoining — um, what are they? Rooms separated by thin curtains? — well, you get the idea. My friend must have been giving off gay vibes because unbeknownst to him he was assigned a gay therapist, but also an actual masseur, someone with skill. The therapist, I guess sensing he was in the company of another gay man, decided to see if he could arouse his customer with strokes that kept getting closer and closure to my friend's anus, eliciting louder and louder moans with each stroke until a thumb started brushing up against the anus. And then ever so slightly inside. Eventually the therapist asked my friend to turn over. He did, and the masseur repeated the same procedure — long strokes not quite to the crotch but getting closer with every stroke until he was gently caressing my friends balls with his finger tips, but for only a split second before starting the down stroke. My friend said he couldn't contain himself, letting out a stream of moans that gave voice to his pleasure. All along, his female friend on the other side of the curtain was completely silent. Eventually my friend shot a load without even having his erection touched. This was 2004 and to this day he still says it was the best massage of his life. And the biggest load he has ever shot. But he's probably had more fun relating this story than he did during the sensual massage. He first told his female friend who immediately after leaving the shop asked, “Oh my god, what was all that moaning about?” The female friend couldn't believe all that had gone down — or maybe up — just a few feet from her without her realizing it. They had, after all, asked for a no hanky-panky shop.

I just came back from a trip to Japan on China Airlines. On my way back, I had a nine hours layover in Taipei, so I left the airport and went into town. Border control was easy (US passport). Just fill out your flight information (the one leaving Taiwan) as your Taipei address on the Declaration form and you are free to roam. They still gave me the test kits but I never used them. Just remember the train into Taipei Station (which is about 20 minutes walk to Ximending or one subway stop away) is slightly over 1 hour depending on whether it is commuter or express. I ended up having a massage at the Royal spa in Ximending (all the eating and bathing in Japan worn me out 😁). I had the regular 2 hours massage (NTD 3,000 no additional tips needed). My favorite guy was not available so I picked one from the list on site. As usual, the first hour was dry rub which included a lot of pressure point pressing (very much like a sport massage) and stretching. He twisted me like a pretzel with his body ( like a Thai massage but with me naked). Then he took a bathroom break and came back stripped down to a tight underwear and started the oil massage part, which ended up with him completely naked and finished me off with a hand job. The Royal spa usually adds 10 minutes to the 2 hours for showering before and after the massage. The massage in Taiwan is usually very professional and strong like a sport massage even in the gay massage shops. HE is usually included (I never had it not included at various shops) but no sucking or fucking (this might happen 'extremely' rarely). I had one guy won't even let me touch him as he will do all the touching but he was naked and giving me HE (go figured). Of course, I never went back to that guy again. So you might need to ask first.

What time of day was that? I must have been very, very lucky. I think someone else mentioned it before but this may not be the best course of action. The newly appointed contractor will not be able to produce the hundreds or thousands of replacement workers at a snap of a finger. Furthermore they need time to train the workers. What might be better would be to reduce the area of responsibility of the existing operator to something appropriate to the number of staff he has (e.g. 50% of flights) and give the remaining flights to the new operator. If necessary, get soldiers to do the job during the bridging period.

I suspect not many will remember Jiang Zemin other than he took over the leadership of China when Deng stepped aside after 1989. As the obituaries have noted, he was a very different type of leader from the present President Xi. He even charmed Bill Clinton after Clinton had earlier virtually trashed him as a "butcher of Beijing"! He certainly seems to have been a man who revelled in life. A recent book about the tenor Luciano Pavarotti has an interesting anecdote which perhaps illustrates this. In 2001 the Olympic Bidding Committee was in Beijing making its final assessment of the bids for the 2008 Games. To coincide with this, the Chinese had organised a concert with the famous Three Tenors inside the Forbidden City. Until then, only Bertolucci had been allowed access to the Forbidden City for his movie The Last Emperor. Although none of the top leadership attended the concert, President Jiang invited the tenors to lunch the following day. After a pleasant lunch with Jiang, who spoke good English, the Prime Minister Zhu Rongji and the Minister of Culture, Jiang thanked the tenors for helping with the Chinese bid for the 2008 Summer Games. He then said there was a western tradition that you "sing for your supper". So he proposed that the tenors sing duets with the senior leaders. After Carreras sang something with the Culture Minister and Domingo with the Prime Minister, it came to Pavarotti's turn. President Jiang apparently loved the Neapolitan songs which Pavarotti had sung many hundreds of times. What he did not know was that Pavarotti not only could not read music, he could never remember words. So when they sang their duet, while Jiang was note and word perfect, Pavarotti could not remember certain words and had to resort to the Italian version of "rhubarb, rhubarb." That gaff aside, Pavarotti - clearly a very intelligent man despite his often appearing less so - claimed that having met many of the world's Kings, Queens, Princes, Prime Minsters and other senior leaders, he found Jiang the most intelligent of them all!

Thanks for the tip! Very helpful

Thank you so much for that natural high. You just sent a rush of endorphins up my spine, into my shoulders and down my triceps. They've never reached so far before. They usually stop at the base of my neck, at that ridge really good masseurs know how to hit and how to keep coming back to. I read a lot of gay romance novels and while doing so often imagine myself authoring one. I do have some material to work with, as you might imagine. Shall I start with the latest? I'm in Pattaya, by the way. I think I've bitched and moaned on this site about how much I hate Pattaya (except during Songkran). I think I've reminded everybody how filthy Pattaya is, how it's a constant death match between all the diesel exhaust-spewing tourist buses and my lungs, and how its heyday was sometime when I was partying in DJ Station like it was (actually) 1999. So why did I come back? Because I'm a bit of an addict and can't stand the the thought that while I'm in Bangkok the twink of my dreams — he's super thin, barely 20, maybe a bit effeminate but with ridged abs that don't give way when you rap your knuckles against them — might be be an hour and a half away in Chonburi, half naked, on a stage flashing intoxicating smiles at some other old dude. And besides, Bangkok has become too expensive, and something happened to DJ Station around 2008: Cute young Thais stopped going there on weeknights, like they're actually taking their futures more seriously. So knowing there is little excitement in Bangkok until Friday, I have taken a Bolt taxi to Pattaya (thanks much for the tip about this new app, everyone). Cut to the chase (a full trip report that starts on Friday, Nov. 25, will get it's own thread. Hopefully I can upload some videos of that night). It's now Tuesday night, two nights after I made a go-go bar crawl through Boyz Town only to find … well I felt like I was walking through a dystopian version of Boyz Town. Tonight, Tuesday, is also one night after I headed to Jomtien, ran into an old friend and became dizzy with the reactor's worth of energy and good vibes that the Super Complex now generates. Jomtien has much more on-the-street excitement than Boyz Town ever did. OK, back from that tangent, tonight's also the night before I head back to Bangkok. I'm expecting to bar hop. A shot of tequila here, a shot of tequila down the soi, a shot of tequila around the corner and down the way from the sad, boarded up Penthouse Hotel. I start in the go-go bar on the same soi as Boyz Boyz Boyz, the first one on the left as you enter the soi from Second Road. I had actually poked my head in this bar on Sunday night. No customers in the seats and no one resembling a twink on stage. Pass. But this night, my last in Pattaya, isn't going to be about shopping for nonexistent twinks. It's about killing some time, going into a few bars, ordering a drink at each, having one of the guys on stage sit with me and forcing him to have a Google Translate conversation with me by buying him a drink. So I take my seat and … that twink who doesn't exist is staring at me. This is when I usually freeze up. But before I left my hotel I promised myself to channel my inner-Eddie. Eddie used to live in Tokyo, too. We kind of knew each other. We also ran into each other in Pattaya and Jomtien on a couple consecutive New Year's vacations. He was in his 60s at the time and had no compunction against approaching anyone who caught his eye. One day on Jomtien he walked up to one of the most darling teenagers you could possibly imagine. Eddie called him “Chicken Boy” because he was going up and down the beach selling chicken. With his mother. Eddie disregarded the parental presence, walked up the the kid (I'm sure he was of legal age) and gave Chicken Boy his deets. The next day on the beach the kid came by with his chicken and mother and couldn't stop smiling at Eddie. “Yeh,” Eddie explained, “he called my hotel. I had the receptionist translate. We arranged for him to come to my room this morning. He has a beautiful cut cock. I couldn't help wrapping my lips around it. He came in my mouth in a few seconds. He had never had sex before. Then he came in my mouth again a couple minutes later.” This memory going though my head, I immediately ask the twink who really, really does exist to come sit with me. I pay him a bribe of vodka and Coke, and we chat via Google Translate. Me: What's your name? Me: Nodding my head as though I understand what he says. Me: Where are you from? Barely legal boy with the great smile: Cambodia. Me: How long have you been in Thailand? Barely legal boy with the great smile: Two weeks. By this point both of us have an arm wrapped around the other, and barely legal boy gives a genuine impression that he's enjoying himself. I'm loving it. He has a perfectly chiseled body. Hard lats forming a V from his shoulders to his waist and rock-hard muscles running down either side of his spine. He uses his hand to encourage my hand to further explore his supple skin. It is at his point I feel the need to ask a stupid question: Me: Are you gay? OH MY FUCKING GOD! I CAN'T BELIVE I JUST ASKED THAT! He's so obviously gay! Barely legal boy with the great smile: No. What the fuck? He's not gay but he's physically encouraging me to caress his Adonis-like body? I'm still really happy to be with Barely Legal Boy, though I know nothing can happen between us. I'm a top, and gay-for-pay guys are never bottoms, right? I guess my original plan of quickly hopping from one bar to another is back on. But I still haven't finished my tequila, and and Barely Legal Boy has barely touched his cocktail. So I'm gonna stay right here with my right arm wrapped around a young man who's being extraordinarily kind to me. So … how do I keep the conversation going and my disappointment from showing? Is there a small-talk question I haven't gotten out of the way yet? Well, yeh, the obvious one. Me: How old are you? Barely legal boy with the great smile: 25. Me: I was gonna guess 17. Barely Legal Boy: (Smiles) Thank you, but it's true. You can ask my brother. He's right there. (Points to my left). I turn and look and my eyes can't believe it. There's an even younger man with a family resemblance but even better looking than Barely Legal Boy. Oh, and he also has a smile that makes me melt. Me: (How come two nights ago I thought Heaven was a dystopia?) Does your brother also drink vodka and Cokes? Barely legal boy obviously in cahoots with his younger brother: He does if I tell him to. Shall we call him over? Me: (Adjusting my crotch in the mistaken belief that I can hide my tremendous hard-on; fail miserably). Um, OK. Me: Your brother says he's 25. You look like you're 16. Brother who speaks good English and can converse without the help of a smartphone: No, he's 28, and I'm 26. Do you want to see my passport? Me: No, if you say your passport says you're 26, I believe you. Younger, cuter brother: I have a picture of my passport on my smartphone. Look. I look. Birth year listed as 1996. So what am I going to believe? his government-issued ID or my judgment based on the lack of lines anywhere on his face? I drop the subject as the brothers converse in Khmer. More drinking ensues. It turns out that the 26-year-old — the younger brother — is gay, has been in Pattaya for a year and recently recruited his straight brother. Yeh, I needed several seconds to allow this to compute, too. Now both of my arms arms are full. I never did make it to another Boyz Town bar. The younger brother agreed to return to my hotel with me if I take his older brother home tomorrow night. It's at this point in our bargaining session that I remember this thread — right here on this forum — and my pre-vacation promise to myself to ask a particular question. So I turn to the straight brother and ask: Are you a good kisser? He instantly smiles and pulls my head to his. He's gotten something to prove and doesn't care if his brother and coworkers are spectating. Yep, I'm convinced and try to pull away three times but Older Brother doesn't let me. Actually, maybe that endorphin rush was the result of the night I just had. Oh, and I'm also staying in Pattaya one more night.

I haven't had a lot of time to keep up with the current shows, but here's some things coming from GMM

@Jasper The full tale!

That was less about my post about a walk around gay Bangkok, and more about your foray into being a bitchy queen who doesn't know how to pass on posts they don't like.

BTW, these two boys use to be waiters at Jupiter. When I told then I had offed at least 50 guys from Jupiter and only 1 was good sex, they laughed.