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Been there about 20 times and always a good time. The rooms are clean and the guys are good. Today was first bad experience. Not bad in I didn't tip. But, the boy did nothing. Quick massage, no kissing, no oral, nothing. I could easily have gone to the lady spa in the mall and had a better massage. But, that is life and you live and learn.

Third Experience, Essence & Oil: After reading CallMeLee's trip report, I started looking into massage parlours. I have only received massages from the standard shops, from older women for a modest price. They've been okay but who wouldn't want a hunky man touching your body instead? I've been hesitant to try any of the male massage parlours because the ones that shout-out to you as you walk by are often littered with twinks and don't necessarily promise anything therapeutic. A man I'm not into and an experience I wouldn't enjoy? Pass. Honestly, the goal of these encounters isn't necessarily to cum. Sex is easy to find. Grindr has a wealth of options and saunas exist. I'm willing to pay for two things, and merely for convenience: 1) a muscular physique, especially if they can provide a muscle worship session, or 2) big asian cock, in excess of 20cm. "Rare!" you say, but it's definitely possible to find. So for me, these parlours needs to provide a decent massage and a well-built masseur. I don't need the happy ending. Take off your shirt, we're good! When CallMeLee praised Ssense, not only for the respectfulness of their masseurs but also for their talent, I was intrigued. I added Ssense to LINE and was impressed with the ease of use. You can view their menu of services, their selection of masseurs, and you can book in advance. I took a look through the models and identified a few that interested me. Choke, Singha and Bank. This was based on their level of muscle. Initially I booked Choke, because I appreciated his dark skin and the photo they provided showed a lean, well-built body with impressive abs. I read the reviews for Ssense afterward, and rarely saw Choke mentioned. Was he not popular, or simply not very good? I took into consideration his darker skin, which I like. Was that why? I saw a ton of positive reviews for both Singha and Bank. Oh no. Did I make another mistake? A quick LINE message fixed that. I asked if I could switch my appointment with either Singha or Bank, whoever was available. Bank was free. I viewed his photos one more time and was impressed with what I saw. The reviews for him were gushing. This was a good choice. I arrived at the parlour and quickly showed the boy who greeted me the booking on my phone. "Ah, with Bank!" he said. I paid the fee for what I had booked, 1250 THB, which was higher than I expected considering my past massages were 300-400 THB. Hunk tax. I'm okay with that. Bank greeted me when I sat down in the parlour, and I appreciated that there was a curtain to protect the privacy of whoever was inside. You can't be seen from the street. A nice touch. Bank asked me to remove my footwear and knelt down in front of me. He grabbed the sneakers and exchanged them with a pair of slippers. Another masseur came over and delivered an iced tea. I sipped the cold drink and enjoyed it, but put it down immediately, eager to start the massage. "It's okay, you can finish." Bank reassured me. I gulped the remainder. I followed him up a set of stairs and he washed my feet. I find this so endearing, even though I know it's typical practice. I noticed he was wearing a hearing device. Did I detect a slight lisp in his voice? Cute. I looked at his body as he did this. He seemed fit and tight, with impressive arms. He was a bit shorter than I imagined. I was moved to a bed nearby, and provided with a change of clothes. Oh, is this a real massage? I was expecting to be naked, silly me. I change into the provided shirt and pants and it's time for the first part of the massage, an hour of Thai massage. Now I understand that Thai massage is performed easier this way. The massage begins with me laying face down. I'm dressed, he's dressed and I can't see him. Oh no! But the massage is GOOD! Bank has good pressure and a strong technique. He isn't spending a lot of time on only a single body part. He isn't just "going through the motions." This is a legit massage! I'm impressed. His English is minimal but he makes some small talk and asks a few questions. Anything beyond that, he uses the translator on his phone. He has to repeat things several times for it to translate properly, but he doesn't get frustrated. He repeats again and again in his gentle, soft voice, until the phone finally registers what he is saying. I'm flipped over after a while, and while I never get erections during a massage, Bank's look mixed with his personality has me rock hard. As he is massaging me, he grabs it with his hand gently and wiggles it, giving a little laugh. I find this so cute. Still, nothing sexual occurs. The massage continues to be top quality, although there is a female patron in the bed next to me, and she is quite the chatterbox. She's speaking Thai so I attempt to tune her out. Near the end of the massage, a few more clients arrive. The quiet was peaceful, but luckily it's on to the second part of the massage. 1 hour cream massage. We switch rooms to one on a higher floor. The room is quite nice! Bank sets the appropriate lighting, turns on some music, provides me with a towel and asks me to take a shower. The room has a small shower in the corner, and it's spotlessly clean. He says he will go and get the supplies to massage me with, and I'm a little sad he didn't offer to shower with me. We can't have everything, but now I'm really wondering if anything sexually will occur at all! I strip naked and shower. A few minutes later Bank is back in the room and I'm laying face down on the massage table with a towel over my butt. It's respectful, right? Luckily things are about to take a turn. Bank removes his shirt and I'm left to stare at his muscular chest. He has firm and impressive pecs, and noticeable abs. His arms are thick. His body isn't fully to my ideal standard, but let's not be picky okay? This man has already won my heart with his personality. I smile at him and I look at his body, and he smiles back. I take this opportunity to softly touch him as he massages me. I run my finger along his skin, and then work up the courage to place my hand on him. "Is this okay?" I ask. He nods and smiles. The cream massage is nice, but nothing special. It feels particularly good on my back, since my condo has an absolutely awful mattress that wrecked havoc on it the night prior. About 20 minutes later, I'm flipped over and Bank notices my erection again. He takes the towel off, and asks "How much will you give me?" He smiles politely and I don't feel pressured. Unsure of what to offer, I type on his phone: 2000. His smile gets bigger, and he begins to strip completely naked. He tells me to touch his cock. He has a small bush of pubic hair, which I love. He's uncut and his dick is of an average size. Nothing special, but it fills my hand as I gently stroke it. He makes a swimming motion. I'm a little confused, but not seconds later he's covered himself in cream and is sliding his body against mine. I love this. I can feel his strong stature against me. I'm in heaven. He seems to want to get me to cum. I tell him, "I don't think it will happen" and he seems confused. He changes my position and starts rubbing his dick on my ass. I imagine him plowing inside of me with each rythmic stroke. I look up at him and he smiles again, he seems so playful and carefree. He doesn't look like every other money boy I've witnessed, with a blank expression and shifty eyes, eager for the cash and to leave the room. I get up the nerve to ask, "Can you flex your arms?" and he does quite well. He shows off his body. Flexing both biceps until they're tight and baseball-sized. He flexes his abs until they appear a little more defined through his skin. He stays like this, and pumps his dick against my ass. There is no penetration, but the sight is exactly what I needed. He jerks me off a little, and then goes back to sliding his body against me. It actually feels very good. I tell him that it's okay if he just flexes, and I jerk myself off, knowing this is the only way I'll cum. He shows off his biceps some more, and lets me kiss them. I blow a huge load onto my chest. Bank cleans it up and then showers himself off. Thinking the massage is over, I sit up. He says, "I finish now, okay?" and I'm a little confused. He proceeds to finish the massage! He spends well past my booked time finishing the massage that he didn't complete, and even gives me a shoulder massage as well. I'm so impressed by this. A real professional. Wow! He tells me to shower and that he will be back. I do exactly this, and get dressed. He talks to me briefly some more and asks a few questions about me. He gives me his social media profile and tells me to book him again through the shop. He recommends an oil massage next time, as he is not a fan of cream and how it dries. I try and pay him the cash tip I promised, and he says that I can give it to him downstairs. Wow! I walk back to the lobby and I'm presented with another tea, this time warm, and two biscuits. This is good service. Bank sits by the door and the massage parlour begins to fill with other patrons. I finish my tea and leave the biscuits and Bank opens the front door for me. I give him the 2000 THB in cash and he thanks me. I leave feeling very refreshed and with a little bit of a crush.

As of 12:36 pm today, the stock is down to $34.67 (another 7.50% loss). I believe you stated you bought in at $38.00...

Fifth Experience, You Got Screwed, Boy (Cont): The mamasan and the dressed boy lead me outside and to the "room" they mentioned they can provide. No one is working the front desk and the entire building is very sketchy, but I didn't expect anything less. We wait a minute and an older Thai gentleman takes 600 THB from me. I thought I paid the room fee already, but oh well, I guess I misunderstood. The mamasan tells me to have fun, and I'm left with the boy I offed who leads me upstairs to find the room. We wander around some dark hallways and enter a room, and it's filled with storage. "Oh, wrong room..." he says, and we wander around some more. Finally we come across a room with the door open. Inside is a bed, an older television set, a fan. It's a basic room but nothing disgraceful. It serves its purpose. It's definitely not somewhere you'd spend the night. I come behind the boy and put my arms around his waist. He's dressed nicely, with black pants and a white dresshirt, some accessories on his belt, and nice shoes. He's quite short but I like that. He flexes again and broadens his shoulders, which seems to be his go-to pose. I feel him up through his clothes, savouring the hardness of his body. I undress him slowly, kissing his chest and his abs. I run my hands along them. This will do. Eventually we're both naked in bed. Whereas he was rock hard in the bar, now he's completely soft. I kiss his chest, spending some time gently tonguing his nipples. He moans, I take this as a sign that he enjoys it. His cock remains asleep. It's in my mind that we're about to fuck. I suck him dick. I put his soft cock in my mouth and work it all over. I take pride in my blowjobs. The cock remains soft. I deep throat it (an unimpressive task considering the size) and gently suck on it, allowing it to warm in my mouth. It remains soft. Okay... this isn't going to work. I pick up his legs and lift them into the air. I'm rock hard, my cock is throbbing. I'm 99% a bottom but I suddenly feel like being a top. He has a small, round ass. The only type that invigorates me enough to want to penetrate someone. I rub the head of my dick on his asshole, and he is shocked: "You fuck?!" he says. "Yes, I'll fuck you." I say. He squirms. Okay, he's probably straight. "You can fuck me instead," I tell him, looking down at his soft cock. "You fuck, I'll need more money." Huh? Well, you can't fuck me with 1 inch of skin, so what are my options? 4000 THB I say. I'm very horny and very eager to drill this boys ass. he consider it, and then says "No, 5000 THB." I sigh. This is the same price they quoted me for both brothers! Now I have one, who is soft as an overcooked macaroni, and it's the same price? "Would your brother let me fuck him?" I ask him. "Call him, I'll pay 5000 THB for the both of you." He plays that he doesn't understand. I'm frustrated. What did I pay for? He won't suck me, he won't get hard, and his body isn't impressive enough for muscle worship. Why was he grabbing me at the bar? Why did he signal that he wanted to fuck and be wild in bed? What a fucking hustler! I'm annoyed. "Fine, I'll pay." He squirms some more and goes to the washroom. "Are you okay?" I ask. "We doh't have to do this if you're uncomfortable." "5000 THB" he replies. He wants the money, okay, then perform the task. I stick my dick inside of him. "Slow, slow!" he screams. It's just the head. I go slow. He squirms more, and grabs his chest in agony. "Are you sure you're okay?" I ask again. "You're strong!" he says. I try again to enter him, slowly. I get a little past the tip. I try and push in further and he's headed back to the bathroom. He comes back and lays on the bed with his asshole out of sight. I try and suck him again. Soft. "Can we fuck?" "Too strong..." he says again. Okay, "The initial fee then, you don't want the 5000 THB?" I'm being a little bit of an asshole now. I feel bad with the way I acted looking back, but I was so clearly being played and so fucking worked up that I no longer respected this boy. "No, you fucked, 5000 THB!" he says. My mouth is agape. I put it in, part way, for less than 10 seconds. That is not fucking! "You fucked!" he says. I'm being played so hard that I suspect there is an audience outside the hotel room, ready to celebrate after he leaves with 5000 THB for doing absolutely nothing. "Drinks are on me!" I imagine him chanting. As if, he's the stingiest motherfucker I've ever seen. I'm really annoyed now, but I want to cum. "I suck you," he says. Fine. I just want this to end. He does the most half-assed blowjob I think I've ever received, and I cum out of sheer frustration. I blow an enormous load because I've been so worked up. "Wow!" he says. Suddenly he's happy. He goes to the washroom, gets dressed, and stands by the door. I take out my wallet, ready to negotiate based on what I received. I want to give him 2500 THB but I'm not an asshole. I offer 4000 THB which is BEYOND reasonable. "5000 THB." he states again. I explain to him, 5000 THB for fucking you, which I didn't. "I made you cum!" he says. Is that not the bare minimum I should expect in the first place? What am I paying for, your company in a shitty hotel room? I bought drinks, I tipped, I paid for the room, I pay your fee... how much have I spent at this point? I'm boiling. I tell him, "I'm living here, I will be back, I know what a moneyboy costs and I know you're ripping me off. Take the 4000 THB and you'll see me again, if you take the 5000 THB I'm done." He takes the 5000 THB and immediately whips out his phone. "Do you have WhatsApp or LINE?" he asks, "I have both," I reply. My face is holding back sheer rage. I'm shaking from anger. He shows me the QR code on his WhatsApp. I shake my head. "Okay." he says, and leaves. I will never return to Screwboys again, and I will be more hesitant to ever hire a Vietnamese model. Will this string of disappointment come to an end? At this rate, the bars aren't for me. I'm glad if they work for you, but I'm not a human ATM. I'll go for the shows and that's it. This encounter soured me on the entire industry in Thailand. But, of course, as you know... you say a lot in anger...

Fifth Experience, You Got Screwed, Boy: Screwboys is a short walk away and seems to share an entrance space with a female bar. I walk through the female section and get called at, but quickly enter Screwboys itself. There is no entrance fee, that's refreshing. I don't bother asking about what type of models they have because it's nearly midnight and I'm already a little disappointed. I'm not expecting to off anyone, and I'm more in the mindset to check this place out and cross it off of my list. I'm sat inside at a table near the stage. There are no boys on the stage, and the table next to me is filled with women. Actually, nearly the entire bar is. Is it an Indian woman's wedding shower or something? She seems to be having a lot of fun and is friends with many of the other women. The shows are sitting down near the entrance, all of them disengaged and scrolling through their phones. I check them out, and while they aren't necessarily twinks, none of them are very muscular. That's okay, I'll order a drink, see the show and leave with an impression of what this bar is like. I'm sitting right next to the door way to the back, where the drag performers enter and exit. I believe every drink is 350 THB, as a sign on the wall near the entrance says. I take this as the entrance fee. I order my drink and almost immediately I'm approached by a model that is about to head through this door to the back. He's on the shorter side, speaks good English, and has a moderately impressive body. He has a tight stature and good definition. Nothing exceptional but better than average. He immediately asks to sit with me and buy him a drink. What a hustler, I think. I shake my head. I just sat down. He hangs out by this doorway and I can feel him starring at me while I try and watch the stage, waiting for the show to start. If I look back, he immediately engages me again. I don't want to give him the wrong idea. The performances consist of nearly all drag performances. 3 in a row, and then a performance with several at once. They aren't bad, but they aren't exceptional. A strange choice for a boy bar, I think. Then it's your typical line-up of men on stage. They rotate positions so everyone in the bar can see them. The one who approached me at the beginning keeps looking me in the eyes, and every single time I look at him, he makes a hand gesture that says "Buy me a drink?" and points to the seat next to me. I shake my head no what feels like 15 times. A few more of the men on stage are flirtatious. There is one that's a little cuter, but doesn't show his body. He's on the verge of no longer being a Twink, but it's hard to tell if he's my type. He smiles at me and makes a heart formation with his hands. He blows kisses at me. I find it cute and endearing, and it doesn't come across as pandering although I'm sure it's merely a tactic. There is another younger guy on stage, but he's shirtless, and has soft muscle definition. He reminds me a little bit of the one who approached me at the beginning. He does the same thing, points to the seat next to me and then points to himself. I shake my head and smile. Wow, the boys here are HUSTLERS! They are working for that paycheque! At this point, the Indian woman stands near the stage and has all of the boys line up. She hands out 100 THB to each boy. They line-up patiently for what seems like an eternity and wait for their turn to take the bill. After this, an older Caucasian male decides to do the same, perhaps seeing the attention this afforded her. He sits at a table right in front of the stage. I notice the one who was eager to sit with me immediately tries to go through the line-up twice. The older man is taken aback by this but ultimately gives him another tip. Not seconds later, this boy is sitting with him at his table and working him HARD. Touching him, flexing, kissing him. Woah! I'm glad the attention is off of me, but at this point, I've noticed he's probably the one that is closest to my type. His body is the best in the bar from what I can see, and it's getting late. Oh no. Am I about to make a bad decision? I'm a little horny now. There is a "big cock" portion of this show, but all I remember is that the men walked around the bar and allowed the audience to grope them for a tip. There was one really tall and really lean young model with an enormous cock. 21 cm, I'd estimate. I was immediately enthralled! Finally, it may not be muscle, but that's a mouthwatering piece of meat! He's all the way at the other side of the bar. I quickly grab a 100 THB bill and anticipate him coming to my side of the bar. Oh no, I don't think he has time. The next act is about to begin. Just at the end he does. I hand him the bill and I touch his dick for a few seconds. It's so impressive. Is he beautiful? No. Is he my type? Well, that dick is my type. Immediately after this, he disappears. When the mamasan approaches me and asks which boy I'm interested in, I confirm this by saying "Did the good one with the huge cock leave?" "Ah, yes, sorry." I'm unsure if he was offed or simply left for the night. Damn. Horny and now eager for trying another off, I decide on the best option at this time. The model who approached me at the beginning. He's so happy. He comes and sits with me and flexes his body, touches me, kisses me. Woah! Okay, this is off to a good start. He tells me he is Vietnamese. I love Vietnamese men. I find their accent so appealing and they're usually more forceful than Thais. This can equate to good sex. "That's my brother," he says, pointing to one of the models that were flirting with me from the stage just a few minutes ago. it's the one who's also shirtless but with soft muscle. He's cute. Really cute. "He's your brother?" I ask. "Mother same, father same." he says. I'm hard as a rock. That is so interesting. "He would really like it if you bought him a drink, it would make him so happy." When am I going to get the opportunity to have one brother on my right side and another brother on my left? I seize the chance, "Okay, I'll buy him a drink." The model I'm sitting with starts frantically yelling in Vietnamese to the other boy. It takes a minute to get his attention, and then he runs over. The mamamsan, seeing I have two boys sitting with me, now offers me another table. "So you can see the show better." I'm almost ready to ask, "what show?" I decide to move anyway, so I can cuddle up to both of them better. We are sitting together and they're both very comfortable and quite talkative. There is no awkward silence. The younger one starts to grab my dick in the bar and I get an erection. "Wow, so big!" he says. I take this as an opportunity to ask about their size, "Not so big," the older one replies. "That's okay, you have an amazing body!" I tell him. He flexes. In fact, the entire night he's been flexing and displaying his body. Is it really that impressive? No, he has a small frame, but I like the eagerness to show off. The younger one asks "Why don't you like me?" jokingly. I tell him, "No muscle!" and he flexes too. It's soft. Maybe it's there, somewhere, but he has more work to do. I find this cute either way. They both continue to grope me. Eager! Do I like having my dick grabbed in a bar? No, not really, but I like that they were engaging with me more than most models I've sat with. This was a good sign. I also took this as a sign that they are open to having a lot of fun in the bedroom. I decide I will off them. I ask their price. 2500 THB for one, 5000 THB for both, plus 1000 THB to the bar. It's a little rich for my blood. I decide to take only the older brother. He goes and gets changed. While he's dressing, the younger one does his best to convince me. Grabbing me, mentioning that they are brothers again. Are they brothers? Is this an act? I now fully expect this to be a ploy, but hey, it works. That's a rare opportunity and a fantasy for many. "Do you fuck your brother?" I ask him. He looks puzzled. "Do you guys have sex with each other? If I take you both, will you be uncomfortable?" He types on his phone "biological brother." I take this as a no, but it wasn't really what I asked. What is their mission in getting me to off them both? "I have another brother too," he says. Really? Do I trust anything you say? The older brother is changed and ready to go. I pay all of the fees and all of the drinks and the mamasan asks if I need a room. Sure, why not, I don't live close by. I assume the room fee is added to the bill because the bill is quite high if I recall. In excess of 2000 THB? I'm a little overwhelmed and don't take a look at the itemized list. I'm sure I'm being ripped off, but to what extent I'm mere moments away from finding out...

I assume the 7-Eleven checkout staff can handle the off fees and drinks for the guys? This could be a lucrative new business for 7-Eleven to get into!

it's always in the past. Wait till 2030 and you will hear 2024 , that was a year!!! Cheap drinks and off fees at 500, and long time tips paltry 3000-5000. And nobody will mention that baht was 36/ USD in 2024 , not 136 as now

I've been closely following this case, much to my dismay since I wish I could avoid it. Being fluent in Spanish and having many ties and friends in Barcelona, it's incredibly infuriating how the blame has been placed on the Colombian doctor. They've gone as far as to suggest that the doctor wanted to rape the younger Spaniard, and that the Spaniard bought the knife to cut coconuts, despite not buying any coconuts or meat to cut, and purchasing trash bags to use as umbrellas for the rain. It's so frustrating—I can't help but put myself in the position, and it's scary of the violence, and because of the media defending a "straight guy" young attractive and, painted press words “halo effect” against an older male. The father of the killer is a Spanish actor who already has a documentary series on HBO Max where he claims his son was in a vulnerable age, even though the guy is 29 years old. Single. Never married without a stable job. The Dr was already a famous surgeon in Colombia and chile nad want to open another clinic in Barcelona so he can live and support his killer. crazy 🤬😳😡😡😡

Booked- can't wait for tomorrow night. Now to get some massage oil.

How much did you pay for just the massage then? Did the boy at least remove his clothing? I've been getting spammed on LINE by Jay Spa and considered it.

Fourth Experience, As Memorable As a Dream: I wasn't planning on going out this night, but I was in the Silom area and it was nearly 10:00 PM. I decided to check out some new venues. The most prominent one was Dream Boys. I walk up to the hawker and ask, "What type of men are in there? I'm looking for muscle." They are confused, and I learn asking questions to these hawkers is not a good idea- I don't think they have anything to do with the bar. He points me to the door staff. "Come and take a look," he encourages me. I go inside and I'm not disappointed with what I see, so I decide to stay. Honestly, my memory is a little hazy on this place because it didn't make a huge impression. I believe I paid 500 THB for the entrance fee and it included a drink. I order a Coke Zero. Reports online mention that it includes two drinks, but I was not aware of this and didn't order a second drink either way. I'm given a good seat in the middle of the bar with a prominent view of the stage. I remember very little about the show. I assure you I wasn't drunk! The men are on stage and quite a few of them are smiling at me, making eye contact, and flirting from the stage. I'm not opposed to this. The two most eager ones are a younger guy who I'd estimate around 20, with a lean and twink-ish body but fantastic ab definition. He smiles and looks so approachable. He makes eye contact with me and seems genuine. I kind of want to be his friend. Is he my type? Not really. His body is fantastic, so maybe I could make it work. He's cute as well. I'm sure he's a 10/10 for some of you. If I recall, he was #33. The other one is also not my type, but his attitude is infectious. I'll soon learn he's a performer in the "Big Cock Show!" He's thin and a little older, maybe in his thirties. He has a really comedic personality. He looks at me and grabs his dick, which makes me laugh, and he laughs. We make a lot of eye contact, and every time I look at him, he laughs back and points to the seat next to me. He wants to join me, but I play coy. I shake my head, and laugh. I put my hand up and block the view of his large bulge. He laughs. I like this playful banter. I could get along with this guy too. Again, not really what I'm looking for, but all of my bar experiences have been lacklustre, so the personality is winning me over. The mamasan is quite forceful here. Every 5 minutes, they come to my table and ask which one I'm interested in. I say I'm not sure, and they hover around my seat. I find this very uncomfortable. As the show goes on, without a single memorable act (were there even acts?), I'm finally willing to buy someone a drink. I tell the mamasan that I have two choices, #33 and #55. He can't understand me when I mention #55, so I let it go, and ask for #33- the younger Twink. I ask, "Is he gay?" "Yes, gay." they confirm. Okay. While I appreciate straight men a lot more, my experience with them in the past was disappointing, so I'm willing to try someone who may at least have some interest in me outside of a paycheque. He comes to sit with me and I tell him, "I find you very cute, you look really approachable, I want to be your friend." I laugh, hoping this starts some conversation. He makes an effort but the banter quickly ends. He speaks okay English, but there is no personality to him. He's cute and meek and submissive. He grabs my hand and holds it. I tell him that he has a nice body, and quickly begin to figure out if he's a good off. "Are you a bottom?" I ask. I assume he is now based on his personality, but I'm hoping he's a top. "I'm whatever you want me to be," he replies. Oh great. "Do you top or bottom more often?" I explicitly ask. Bottom. Okay, that's fine. He points to the stage. "Big cock show!" 4 models are on the stage, including the one who was flirting with me from the stage earlier. He sees me watching, and takes the opportunity to show off his cock. It's nice, about 18cm. His friend on stage is a little more my type and is even bigger, probably 20cm, so I'm a bit distracted. I don't talk to #33 during this show because I'm sizing up my options, and he's playing on his phone anyway. After the show ends, I ask "You weren't in the big cock show!" jokingly. "I'm small," he says, and I'm a little disappointed but it's to be expected. I was hoping he was at least a good size, then he might be offable for me. I'm not really looking for a bottom like this. "Oh, okay" I say. The conversation dries up after that. I wonder if he will say anything, or make an attempt to start a conversation since his English is passable. There is no attempt. Is he shy? He goes back to playing on his phone, but holds my hand. I'm kind of not into it. I need a connection if you're going to want to hold my hand, and you're not even trying to start one. Can he tell I'm not really interested? I decide to be up front as he still has half of his drink left and he's sat with me through 3 or 4 performances. "I don't think I'll take you home tonight, I'm sorry." He says he understands. I expect this to signal him to chug his drink and go back to find another client, but he stays for 2 more performances. He tries to hold my hand but I'm not into it anymore. I sit and watch the show in silence, it's a bit awkward. The mamamsan comes back and tries to get me to pay an off fee. I'm not interested, I tell them. Some convincing happens through the determination to stay in my area and not walk away. "No, I'm okay." I say again. The boy finishes his drink and the mamasan comes back and asks for a tip. A tip? For the boy, and for him. "Isn't buying them a drink considered the tip?" I ask, genuinely confused. Do I tip a boy as well? I mean, I have no issue with this... but the boy put in barely any effort and it wasn't a match. Maybe I should tip his phone? That did more work than him. The mamasan seems a little angry, and asks for 50 thb. "For what?" I ask. "Just give me something." I give the 50 thb, a little annoyed, not because of the amount but because of the audacity to be forceful in a tip. I'd consider tipping 50 thb to be rude. I'd rather receive nothing. Take it as you will! I watch the remainder of the show, and the big cock show boy flirts with me a little more. I'm pretty turned off at this point. I finish my drink and I leave the bar. It's 11:30 and I have time to see another show at midnight. I scan the area and notice a name I've heard before, Screwboys. Let's check it out next.

Thought I was only one here old enough to remember Tom of Finland. Good news: looks like he's available outside 7-Eleven.

What is a "sex" motel , if it's definition of hourly yes nearly all of them Well in Pattaya anyway

specially Tom of Finland I guess

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I think it's just an unbridled alcoholic (probably unhappy, as they often are). Sober him up in jail, then let his home country deal with him. 😉

I'm stoked to hear that you had a pleasant experience at S'sense. I may sound like a broken record but it's one of those few places that you can have a proper massage and fun extras at the same time. I think the massage package you chose required a room change. It can be a bit of a hassle so I recommend choosing a different one next time. The menu will specify if there's a room change involved. Mr. S (the owner who's an eye candy as well) specified that minimum tip for body to body is 900. So I always used that as a guide and add more depending on level of extra fun provided. I would say you tipped at the high end but as long as you left happy and satisfied.... that's what matters!

Pattaya will likely start on the 12th and finish late on the 19th, 13 & 14 will be busy, there will be a little lull around 16& 17 before things kick off again on 18th and the main day of the 19th. If last year is anything to go by water play will not stop at 19.00 and will continue in selected pockets all night long or water/powder fights will break out spontaneously in venues as the night progresses. I have already seen pics on FB of powder play starting in Jomtien Soi 12 late at night. Bkk will likely start on the 12th and finish late on the 15th, Songkran lovers will move to Pattaya for a continuation of the fun

Tipping has been a perennial topic of debate on the forums forever. Reviewing some of the more recent ones may prove helpful. Reading previous trip reports also contain tipping information.

Thank you for your post. Your experiences definitely correlate with mine. You absolutely do not need to use Grindr boost in Cairo. However, one thing which is handy, if you have the paid version of Grindr, is to take yourself offline. Keep chatting with guys you have connected with, but stay offline to stop the barrage of new messages continuing. Then, when you have exhausted that supply, go online again to collect a fresh batch of possibilities. I agree that with disappearing messages, which is the way most Egyptians use Grindr, it is very difficult to keep track of who is who. I use the Notes function if I fancy him, and the block button if I do not. Harsh, I know, but it's the only way I know how to manage it. I have stayed at the Marriott in Zamalek multiple times. Entertaining in my room has never been a problem there. The "security" checks at the various entry points to the hotel do not really achieve anything, as far as I can see. I mean, I have made the metal detector (?) go off, but nobody stopped me or checked the contents of my bag. If you do ever get challenged, I'd just say Ahmed/Mohammed/Mahmoud/Ismail is my colleague and we're meeting here for coffee, is there a problem? But in truth, I have never been challenged and I have taken many, many men through the security at the Marriott, both as a guest and as a visitor to the hotel myself. The last time I was there (in February) I was staying in an apartment, and my mate Ahmed and I went to the Marriott and used the pool. I smiled and gave the attendant a fake room number and slipped him LE200. We used the pool all day - but we also ordered food and drinks. He probably wouldn't have been so willing to bend the rules if it was peak season, but in February, the pool was practically deserted. It was lovely laying there in the winter sunshine. I agree that the talent pool is endless there. Just make sure you get tested for STDs when you get back home.

Thanks. I hope so too but not in any romantic manner. One reason why I favour the "paid scene" is the inherent expectation of it being straightforward and purely transactional. I brought up Jake's odd behavior the following day, asking why he seemed off the previous night. He mentioned feeling excluded and unsure about how to handle the situation (what to do, where to go) if I decided to bring Nai back to the hotel. It made sense, and as a host (technically he was my guest), I should have been more considerate of that.

I can only speak of my experience there a few years ago. I visited a number of times. There seemed to be a triple fee system operating, a modest entry fee, then in addition to the entry fee, a sort of booth fee and then the separate "service" fee for the masseur. Overall I still felt it was good value. The Guys were all very friendly and I couldn't fault the un-hurried "service" that the masseur gave me, which included skillfully topping me, bathing me and a good massage. I chose one of the slightly older guys, who was a Kurd. I think the exchange rate is pretty good at the moment too. A tourist tip :- get over to the other side of the isthmus via the tram in the early part of the morning before the cruise line crowds. The "Must Sees" of Blue Mosque, Hagia Sophia and Roman Yerebatan Cistern are much quieter then. To avoid the queue at the Cistern, it's worth paying a tout/guide, who for a modest fee will take you in via the back door. The grounds and exhibits of the Topkapi palace are not to be missed. Enjoy the local street food like bread sandwiches too. The small restaurants where the locals eat lunch offer great value and are of a good quality; and that day's hot dishes ( often meat stuffed vegetables in sauces) can be seen, in their heated display cases, from the entrance way or window. Enjoy!

Part 5 After capping off Friday night unexpectedly earlier than planned, we found ourselves waking up way too early and after a quick uneventful breakfast, Jake suggested that we take advantage of the weekend and explore Chatuchak Market. Not my usual preference but I thought why not. Taking the BTS, Jake and I alighted at Mo Chit Station, and as we make our way through the sweltering Mid morning heat, I started to doubt if I made the right choice. The sprawling market stretched out before us, overflowing with stalls selling everything from clothing and accessories to handicrafts and souvenirs ---- and I must say that the variety of goods are a bit different from what you'll see in Pratunam or similar areas with quite a number of Thailand made items as well which can make the trip worth the effort. The sheer variety of products on offer was overwhelming, and it was easy to lose track of time amidst the labyrinth of alleys and vendors. But as the day wore on and the sun beat down mercilessly, the heat became unbearable. Desperate for relief, we sought refuge in a nearby massage shop, enticed not just by the promise of relaxation but primarily the coolness of the air conditioning. We settled into comfy chairs side by side, grateful for the break from the scorching heat while getting our feet massaged. As the skilled masseuses worked their magic on our tired muscles, I closed my eyes and let myself sink into a blissful relaxation. Meanwhile, Jake, sitting beside me, couldn't seem to resist grabbing and playing with my hand. At first, I felt a bit self-conscious about Jake's affectionate gestures in public, but as the massage relaxed me more and more, I let go of my worries and simply enjoyed the moment. As we continued our exploration of the market, I found myself impressed with Jake's natural charm and talent when it came to haggling. Unlike me, who often felt awkward negotiating prices, Jake effortlessly struck up conversations with vendors, his friendly demeanor and easy banter making it seem like a game. Thanks to his skills, we scored some great deals and found ourselves lugging a good haul without burning holes in my pocket. Feeling lazy to walk back to BTS, we took a bolt taxi going back to the hotel. We both fell asleep in the middle of the traffic with me managing to wake up a few minutes before reaching the hotel. We then went straight to the shower to wash the market off us and had food delivered for dinner. By 9 pm, we had finally regained enough energy to venture back to Silom. Hailing a taxi, I decided to give Banana Club another chance. Despite its lackluster performance last time, I am willing to give it another shot. As we arrived, the familiar atmosphere greeted us, but this time, there seemed to be a promising increase in the number of guys. Inside, the ambiance was lively, with the performers putting on a show that was far more entertaining than our previous visit. I counted fifteen guys this time, a significant improvement from the mere four from before. The energy in the club was positive, and we found ourselves enjoying the experience much more than anticipated. However, I couldn't help but notice a "flaw" in Banana Club's layout. The curtain door allowed potential customers to peek inside before deciding whether to enter or not. This resulted in numerous customers walking away without even stepping foot inside, which wasn't good for business - although good for clients. One particular guy caught my attention. He's both beefy and cute, and he stood out from the rest. Impulsively, I handed him a pink bill, only to have the eager Papasan assume I wanted him to join us. Not wanting to embarrass the guy, who introduced himself as Nai from Myanmar, I went along with it. Despite his limited English, Nai was incredibly friendly and eager to engage in conversation. Moments later he will have his arms around me while watching the show. However, this unexpected turn of events seems to have created a slight tension between me and Jake (or it could just be my imagination). The usual chatty him has now been reduced to one word cold responses. Attempting to diffuse the situation, I promised Nai that I would see him again soon, generously tipping him before sending him back to the stage. Exiting the club, I knew I needed to address the awkwardness between Jake and me. Suggesting we grab dessert somewhere, I attempted to lighten the mood. Gradually, Jake's chatty demeanor returned, and we found ourselves wandering the streets of Silom aimlessly. As we waited for a taxi, Jake asked why I didn't off Nai. Playfully, I deflected his question, hinting at the intimacy of our previous night and how I prefer that instead. He laughed, pulled me into a hug, planting a kiss on my neck. In that moment, I felt a rush of conflicting emotions. While part of me relished the affection, another part recognized the need to address whatever this thing is between us before they spiraled out of control.

Yes he did. He was returning to the US for treatment to his kidneys. Some posters on another forum loathed him, even gloating at his demise. Not that board's finest hour, in my view. He had made enemies when he owned it. We'd often breakfast together at Ambiance. He was good company. He had two rooms there on a long-term rental. Penthouse suites, one for him, the other for whoever his plats de jour were. Note the plural. I knew one of his entourage well, indeed, had been offing him for some years. Whatever other posters said, he was liked by his guys (a big thing for me, much more important than being liked by falang visitors and expats) and this was confirmed by P who knew him by repute and whose judgement I respect.

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I've stayed there myself last year and brought guys I offed from Tawan with no issues at all. Looking forward for how things turned out on your side later.

Just looking for a nearby hotel to book now as I live across the Chao Praya!

Swedes aren't great either.

At least five times... in my opinion they should be banned from all OneWorld flights for life.

Silom soi 4 definitely NO WATER (and VERY packed) but definitely NOT alcohol free.

I'm in that group, but you'll find a bit of opposition to that here 😉

Confirmed that the models are now sitting on their bikes outside of the 7-Eleven on the Main Street right outside where the bar was. 5 tonight at 12:00 PM. Big, big dudes but older. Did not approach them. Walked by and smiled and they did not engage. Will hire later and report back.

Yes, as far as I know, every province/territory includes long term health care in its public health care system. Although many of the long term care facilities are full so people are warehoused in a hospital until a bed becomes available in a care home. In my family's experience, that meant my mother didn't receive any therapy, no personal grooming and as little attention as possible from the nursing staff who weren't happy about looking after helpless old people. Most of the Covid deaths in the first six months of the pandemic were in long term care homes, the worst in privately owned facilities as opposed to publicly owned. Which led to the, "they were about to die anyway" reason for opposing Covid rules. But in any case, I wasn't thinking of people who needed health care, just lonely old unhappy men.

no compassion here from me. Smell is one thing but more important is discarding improperly extinguished cigarette. Behavior also not fair to other smokers who manage somehow to hold on indulgence until deplaning

No dispute that there were more choices in the past. But did most of us really used it? Perhaps expats or people on 3 months vacations. I like it better now because it's now and presents options I can use currently. Boys I was drooling about 10 years ago now are often balding , developing respectable waist size and often trying to forget about their past job. For me no memory substitutes for moment I'm entering bar and spa now, curious as ever what I will find on other side of door . If I dream I rather visualize my first walk next trip through soi 4 toward Jupiter on my way greeted by owner of G'Bangkok or barkers at Banana then recall some exciting first walk through soi Twilight bak in 2015 as much as I miss it. But it's gone . On merit of Sunee it's easy for me as I never really considered the place substitute to my more favorable digs - Boyztown. I liked Good Boys though but still can't say I missed it since it's not there anymore.

that may be your problem. English is not my first language and I speak with heavy accent , I noticed very often that people in the same situation understand me better than native English speakers. In Thailand is handy to know that 5 is "ha"' so "ha, ha' is not only laugh but also may mean 55.

First Experience, Two Nights in Space (Cont.) But ultimately I pull it forward and tuck it behind the waistband of my pants, as to hide my awkward erection in public. I'll come back tomorrow night. I spend my free time scrolling the TikTok feed of Jupiter and looking at the videos they've posted recently. Every night they post a video of the line-up of guys. I look for the one I shortlisted, and screenshot his photo. I return at 10:00 PM and before entering the venue, I show the street hawker my phone and the photo of the model. I ask, "Is he working tonight?" The hawker looks confused, and ushers me over to the door staff, who confirm his name is B, and he is there tonight. I pay the 500 THB and get sat in a very good seat, with no one beside me. I order a drink, this time alcoholic and pay the extra fee. I tip on the drink. Not a minute later, a mamasan sits beside me and confirms my selection of the night. He asks if I want to talk to B before the performance starts, and I decline. I'll invite him for a drink later. Should I have taken this chance? While I was confirmed on my selection, I'd rather see him in the show first, to re-confirm this is exactly what I want. What if he had a bad attitude tonight, or seemed ill to perform? Okay, now I'm just making excuses. I fucked up. The show begins, and it's much the same as the night before. Less intensity, and the club is less crowded. When the models do their initial walk on the stage and around the bar, I offer B a 100 THB tip as he passes my table. He bows and puts his hands together politely. He is not flirtatious, but seems respectful. Another dance number begins the string of acts, but this time all of the performers are off. It's very low energy. A drag performance immediately follows. It's less elaborate than the night before. I didn't come for the show tonight though, so it doesn't bother me. As I've come to understand, each venue has their good and bad nights. Luck of the draw. The models strut by again, and I tip B another 100 THB. Again, he bows and puts his hands together. I want to catch his attention. I've never done this before, so I'm sure I'm throwing out unnecessary money. My indiction the night before was that the boys are in high demand and you often don't get your pick, but tonight it seemed that even the patrons were less interested. There was no tipping and no shots being offered. There were no screaming women having the time of their lives. Was anyone smiling? Soon I would be. The mamasan sat beside me again and confirmed my selection. Where he seemed immediately interested in offering me B before, this time there was hesitation. "Well, he's straight, so I'll have to check with him." Okay. I'm a courteous and respectable person. If he's not comfortable, why would I force it? But let's not forget the purpose of this establishment either. Chuckle with me. Ha. Ha. B is sat beside me shortly afterward and the waiter confirms that I will purchase his drink. He is stiff. He looks straight ahead and doesn't engage much. I ask him, "Your name is B?" He can understand but his English is not great. We banter very briefly. "Are you Thai?" I ask because his look appears to be Chinese, and I find him incredibly beautiful. "From Udon Thani." He explains. I try and use this to engage in further conversation as I will travel to that region soon. It doesn't work, he appears uncomfortable. I'm a little taken aback. I'm not a bad looking person. I'm in good shape. I'm well dressed and polite. I don't touch him, but he seems scared. I sit for a bit and watch the show, looking at him occasionally. He fakes a little smile. I figure, I paid for his drink, I'll see if it's okay if I rub his back. He shakes his head up and down and smiles and then goes back to a blank expression. I make sure, "Is this okay?" and again the same gesture. His body is tight. His skin is soft and cool. You can feel the muscle clenching underneath, rock hard and chiseled. I'm very impressed by his look. He has pale skin and big ears. A stern expression. I try and tell him that I saw him in the show the previous night, and that I was impressed with the size of his dick. He shakes his head the same way. I assume he doesn't understand me. Okay, is it just the language barrier? To be honest, my intention with him is to have him flex while he fucks me with his massive cock. His body is incredible and I simply want to worship him, and his tool looks like it can provide me ample pleasure, even if he doesn't give it his all. I'm accustomed to 18cm or more, so this is my target when seeking moneyboys. He sits for a while and finishes his drink. Then it comes time for his performance. Unfortunately I'm unable to watch him perform, as immediately the mamasan returns and confirms that he will go back to my hotel with me. I pay the 500 THB bar fee. I am unsure if I should tip, so I don't. I think this is a mistake? The mamasan seems happy anyway. When the performance finishes, B is fully dressed in street attire and looks quite good. He comes to my table and grabs me and takes me outside, where we flag down a taxi and head back to my hotel. He speaks to the driver in Thai to help him navigate. We sit quietly in the back of the taxi and he stares out the window. I admire the way he is dressed and his stern demeanour. I am going to love using his body. I'm staying at Beanstalk, where the room is quite minimal and the bed is Japanese style, low to the floor. I worry if this is an unusual or unimpressive accommodation for B. We enter the room, and he immediately sits on the bed and removes his shirt. He begins to undress. Part of my desire was to slowly removing his clothing and to appreciate every muscle of his body, as he flexed them ritually. That was not in the cards. I touch his body. I run my hand on his chest as he lays back on the bed. I push against his abs, feeling the solidity of the muscle underneath the layer of skin. I grab his pecs and caress them in my hand, filling the entirety of my palm. I ask him to flex and he doesn't understand. I make the motion with my arms, flexing my own biceps. He does it half-heartedly. I'm a little disappointed. He quickly undoes his pants and pulls out his dick and starts to put a condom on. I take this as understanding it's time for penetration. No. I suck his dick. It gets hard quite quickly, and again I'm taken for a bit of a shock. Is this the same model? His dick is significantly smaller, even though he's seemingly aroused. I'm told later that dicks in performances are often pumped to appear much larger. Okay, then pump it up! It's not small, but it's more akin to 17cm now. He keeps the condom on as I suck his dick. I just don't have any interest anymore. A blowjob with a condom? I can't do it. I stop sucking him, and I try and kiss him. He keeps his lips closed and pushes me toward his neck. He smells good, but I'm being disappointed at every turn. Surely the sex might at least feel good. I ask him to fuck me. "No fuck" he says. My jaw hits the floor. Excuse me? "No fuck." Clearly I misunderstood the purpose off Jupiter, or some rule somewhere, or missed some step in the process. "Just suck, you suck me. No fuck." He seems angry. I ask him if he can remove the condom, I don't mind giving oral, in fact I thoroughly enjoy it. But I can't suck a piece of latex. He says he will not remove it. My mood is killed, my desire is gone, my erection shrivels, and I'm left agasp. Is this what people pay for? Is this the moneyboy experience? I think back to the trip reports I've read, and there is so little detail about the sex, just about the general 'good time' they seemingly have. Oh no. What have I gotten myself into. I just give him the 2500 THB mandatory tip and he gets dressed and leaves. The entire stay lasts 30 minutes. He says thank you, but doesn't offer to keep in communication or try and schedule another appointment, which is what I will soon find out is customary. I sit in my room for a moment, thinking about what just happened, and I feel incredibly bad. I just paid a total of 4800 THB for the most disappointing sex I think I ever had. I get over it quickly, and head to Grindr for something free. This time there's passion.

Those side tables have their advantages! The boys often line up on stage naked, but holding a large sheet in font of them to provide a teasing show when you face them as their erect cocks push out the sheet . But from the side you can usually see very clearly those same cocks in the gap between sheet and boys! Worked for me several times hahaha. Toy Boys is, for me at least, the No 1 agogo in BoyzTown and a happy mix of twinks and hunks. Usually a happy atmosphere in there with everyone having fun, customers and boys. The boys also like the bar as there is usually a steady stream of boys being borrowed for the night. I have had more offs from that bar than any other in Pattaya, including several that have become much loved 'regulars'. Just a shame that the drinks are so expensive haha. Also in BoyzTown, Classic Boy Bar (used to be Cupidol) is a twink heaven. Pikky Bar is a quieter open bar, several well know faces seem to 'retire' here from the other bars, but a great place to relax with (a much cheaper) drink and watch the world go by. Good to see you making it to Nice Boys in Sunee, it remains the last 'hands-on' bar for mutual HJs and BJs in Pattaya, and the boys are far from shy! hahaha.

Yes, famous for muscle but also had a fair share of twinks if you got there at the right time. The bar was not closed because of the cabaret. I have never heard of the police closing for shitty performance. Otherwise, I don't think any would be left. I just don't like the shows though. Luckily for me, the "love of my life" who I met at the bar is still with me for many moons and he keeps in touch with all of his friends and I have had quiet a few muscle boys in my place as of late. @floridarob I know you were a skeptic for the love but it is almost like singing Celine Dion when he wakes up each morning (loud).

I was there tonight. OK selection of boys. I didn't check bin but I got 5 drinks and it was 1200 baht But one boy drink and one mamasan drink and 3 customer drinks (Tawan boy drink two). Sunnee is definitely a ghost town walking around the block. It had been years since I was there only a few bars and no customers.

Melania Trump is back, set to hold event for Log Cabin Republicans https://www.politico.com/news/2024/04/04/melania-trump-is-back-set-to-hold-event-for-log-cabin-republicans-00150717 "Melania Trump has long maintained a close relationship with the Log Cabin Republicans, which describes itself as “ the nation’s largest Republican organization dedicated to representing LGBT conservatives and allies.” In 2021, she was the special guest at a dinner the organization hosted at Mar-a-Lago, where she was given an award. The former president himself spoke at an event the organization hosted at the club in 2022." Great to see Melania back on the campaign trail... hosting a fundraiser at Mar-A-Lago for the Log Cabin Republicans. Trump 2024!

You get one guest. That’’s it. If you change the guest and their related info then you will be charged a full night stay which was around $250 per night last week (Semana Santa is always highest rates). For this reason I normally stay in an Airbnb when you have more flexibility to entertain guests. Remember that overnight guest is usually monitored in Colombia. There are hotels in the Poblado area that traditionally have been more lenient with guests, but I am not current on status. I would recommend looking closely at the guest policy of Airbnb options in the surrounding neighbourhoods of Castropol, Manilla, or Provenza (all easy walking distance) if you need to stay in Poblado. Good luck.

I did some extensive research when I was in Tokyo last. Tried 4 brothels and two "massage" services. Background: I'm Asian, fairly young, in really good shape. Like others have said, all these places make you take a shower first. It's with the boy and actually quite nice. Don't let the soap sit for too long on you though; it's a germicidal soap and will dry your skin out, and even burn in one case, if it sits for more than a few minutes A lot of these places will give you discounts if you visit between 12-5, if you visit during the week, etc. And you can also go through the catalog of boys when you're there. Brothels - TK - https://kids-jp.com/en/tk/ not gonna spell out the name because it creeps me out to have the second word associated with a brothel... saw three guys. They have some hot boys for sure! Kyoh and Yasutaka were both extremely hot and had amazing bodies but weren't the most enthusiastic. Isamu was very enthusiastic but didn't have as nice of a body. Very nice facilities and easy to get to in Shinjuku Chance - https://chance-shinjuku.jp/cast/ did outcall for a threesome and incall for a 1:1. For the outcall, they brought every thing they needed. Shinji is a super hot young short top. He came with Ryuki who was very nice but wasn't a great bottom, the role I wanted him to be; he couldn't take my cock. Also did an incall with Shintaro who is suuuuper sexy. I took a chance on him because they didn't have his face unblurred on the site (they do now), and I'm super glad I did. Incall facilities are also very nice. Shinji and Shintaro both speak excellent English An Independence - https://en.hi-na.com/cast/ Did incalls with them. Saw Yuito twice, Haruki once. Yuito is so cute and has a great body and really sweet. He's the stereotypical Japanese guy you see in Japanese porn that is super sensitive and moans when you touch him. Haruki was nice but didn't look like his photos. Facilities here were also really nice DG - https://www.dgdgdg.com/boy/list.php?shop_id=10 saw Aoba for an incall. Very cute guy, can actually take a pounding. Saw Sakito for an incall. Absolutely gorgeous and cool and sexy and a good top. "Massage Services" Redline - https://www.redline03.com/boys/ Saw Keisuke for an incall. My 90-minute course got changed to a 60-minute because the owner had to push back the session by 30 mins and then I was 15 mins late. They say on the site that sex isn't an option during a 60-minute course but I thought maybe because they were the ones who pushed it back, that it could still happen. It couldn't. TERRIBLE facilities, exactly what you'd think a brothel would look like. Terrible massage. But Keisuke was indeed very cute and had a giant dick Cream Men's Spa - https://creammensspa.com/ Pretty great experience. Owner was pretty accommodating and sent me profiles of guys not on the site. Did an out-call

Day 2.5 To resist the urge of showing up in the bar early, I tried to distract myself by focusing on work and when that proved to be futile, decided to switch to the apps. Grindr got a reasonable buffet of guys with varying rates quoted with the most common ranging from 1500 to 2000. This can be argued as reasonable if you account for savings from not having to pay entrance, drinks and off fee. But where is the fun in that? What caught my fancy was a good drizzling of gorgeous African guys. This reminded me of how much I miss and want to go back to Brazil but plane fare remains laughably high from where I came from (even my SA friends are unable to visit home). I exchanged message with one of them who said he's from Ghana. He quoted 4000 and I responded with a non committal reply as I have plans to be out and about that night. We traded WhatsApp details just in case. When i can no longer contain my excitement, I decided to taxi towards Surawong and treat myself to a foot massage. At least I can enjoy people watching while someone got firm hold of my feet preventing me from marching straight to the bars! After the massage, I decided to head to Tawan. The nice beret wearing Uncle hastily ushered me inside while trying to explain that it's a "BDSM boy show" I responded with a wink and he smiled. The interior did not change since I visited last year. I noticed though that there's a set of stairs leading to a second floor/platform/stage. Not sure if it's new or I didn't notice it previously as I was sitting quite far inside away from the stage last time. One thing I appreciate with Tawan is the fun, friendly and relaxed atmosphere. The guys roam around socialising with guests. I even saw one guest with his hands inside the guy's short for like forever. No judgement but I hope he gets an off or a generous tip! Maybe I'm getting old but I swear Tawan's clientele especially the Asians are getting younger and younger. My gaze was low-key fixated to a couple of cute twunk until I reminded myself my intention of being here. From my peripheral vision I saw a Tawan guy sat beside me but I tried to play it cool. He then introduced himself as Tun (?) and a couple of minutes later, when he starts getting comfy and cheeky, his hand found its way under my shirt giving me massage and whatnots. We kept on chatting during the show reminiscing how the old site across the street was better and how Tawan is now mainly a "show bar" and how rarely they get boy drinks or offed now. I just shrugged my shoulder saying that maybe its low season and hopefully things will be better for him in a few months. He said most guys in the bar goes for around 3500 to 4000 with a few going as low as 3000. I nodded and just gave him a smile. I was really enjoying my time with him when my phone starts beeping. I stepped out and it was the Ghanian guy who suddenly had a change of heart and lowered his rate to 2500. You gotta love lean season! With that information, I tipped my Tawan guy and bid Surawong good night. I was a bit paranoid meeting with this Ghanian guy because I'm in an air bnb outside the Silom area and I'm not sure how the guards will react when I bring a guy to my unit. My fear turned out to be unfounded as we even got a smile and a salute from the one of the security guys when we entered. You gotta love Thailand! In the apartment, we wasted no time and things escalated and got steamy quite quickly. The session was so intense and tender at the same time. He looks much better in person and well built. I could just look at him the whole day. However, there's still that Brasilian or specifically a Carioca "factor" missing from the experience. I can't explain it. We had a good chat after and I was getting wary that the post-play chat is taking quite a while he might be thinking of staying the night? It's a personal policy that I don't let people I met first time via app to stay overnight - only those working in the bars or GP Sauna in Brazil once I have done my due diligence. So I pretended and said that I would like to go out and eat and asked him what his plans are. I think he got my cue and said that he'll be making his way home. I paid as agreed plus a reasonable tip. He's too gorgeous not to be given a tip to be honest. After sending him on his way, I went back to my room and gave myself a high five for a productive day two!

Day 2 My body clock decided to wake me up at 5am. Not ideal but I decided to make use of the time to go to 7-11 and fill the fridge with provisions for me and my future boy du jour. Received a notification that my two work meetings were cancelled which means I suddenly have the full day to myself without anything planned. Realised that it will be the best timing to finally try Jay Fai's cooking. Turned out to be a good decision as I came to know later that they closed down for like two weeks the day after. There's already a short queue when I arrived. Had a pleasant chat with another travelling lone wolf while waiting for the place to open. Decided that we'll share and split the bill so we can order more. We were so committed to stay in the queue that we had coffee delivered via grabfood while waiting! Overall, the food was worth the wait. It is on the pricier side though - average one gogo bar entry per order and the crab omelette which was so heavenly - equivalent to one boy massage tip not included. With my stomach full, I can now craft today's game plan. I checked out S'sense and immediately shortlisted three. Given their availability, I booked a cutie named Knott for a two hour session in the afternoon. S'sense turned out to be a contrast with my experience in Arena. While both enjoyable, S'sense gives out a more spa like vibe compared to Arena's more rough and Spartan atmosphere. Prior to starting, Knott asked what extra I will avail. From the line message, there are minimum tips for extras you will require. I was surprised at first but looking back, I realised talking about it upfront made things flow smoothly. Of course I chose the body to body extra 900 minimum tip. And Knott turned out to be a gem! His massage skills is top notch and you can judge by his long massage strokes that he knows his stuff. The way he used his elbows, arms, palm and knuckles was so skillful I started to relax and actually enjoy the session. He was so attentive as well. He asked me if I was cold - however I was so lazy to request for the vent to be turned the other way so I just said I'm ok. When he touched my skin, he chuckled and said "No you lie, you cold!" and adjusted the air-conditioning. The extras were so good as well. He's a well built guy so the extras was more than enjoyable. He's very generous with his body and initiated kissing amongst other things. When we both finished, there's still half an hour left so we got cleaned up and he continued the massage. I don't know why but I felt a bit shy when he kissed me on the forehead to signal the end of the massage. Needless to say he received more than the minimum tip from me! I stepped out of S'sense feeling rejuvenated and my jetlag melted. Made my way back to the apartment planning what the night will look like.

Odd day yesterday as I have a few guys from the apps I have wanted to meet. As always, you can never rely on much and promises of what they can do are about as honest as a New York Chelsea Guy telling you the size of his penis (accurately). Hookup 1: 12:00 PM Hornet - guy was cute, 29 year old Laos boy. Nice with little English. Versatile he said. But, he gets to my place, and it was just so bad that I got up after 10 minutes, said it was over, gave him the money and let him be on his way. Blocked from the app and LINE. Hookup 2: 4:00 PM Jack'd - guy was sexy and cute and said masculine. Showed up and was much more feminine than me or the ladyboys I know so I knew where that was going and for me, that meant no where. Paid him and on his way. Hookup 3: 8:00 PM Grindr - guy was very handsome and spoke perfect English. Best BJ I have had in years. Great sex. Great massage. No strike on this one and he is coming back Sunday AM. I just have to be sure I don't fall in love with him as this 23 year old hit all the right spots at the right time and checked all my boxes. Back in the saddle again!

This is RAINEE DAYS, another "working girl" Trump paid off to silence.... He sure does have a type !