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The intention of my post is not to trash Soda. I was just narrating what happened. Thank you jr7011 for joining the board and defending your friend, and sharing what he has done for you. Again, with everything here, your mileage may vary. I usually hide the boy's bar number or name in my posts to protect the innocent, but the Tawan boys are so known to everyone here, I thought sharing Boy's and Soda's names would be interesting. Maybe its time to hide their names again in future posts. We'll see.

Day 3: The Soda Tax Some additional thoughts about Day 2.5 that didn’t make it because that post was just too damn long. While we were at Tawan last night, there was a customer, Asian, young-ish, chubby, who was getting jacked off by Mekhin and some other Tawan muscle guy. It was also mentioned by other posters here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10404-heading-to-bangkok-in-august/?p=92438 It’s interesting to see this, as I’ve never seen this activity in Tawan before. Even more surprised that Mekhin was in on it as well. I had the impression he was a prima donna, but might have to change my feelings on him. Anyway, moving on. I didn’t get much sleep last night. The combination of jet lag, and thoughts of Xboy Guy, and Boy had me wired all night. I am flying to Hong Kong today for work and then flying back in six days for more Thailand fun. I am meeting PNGguyBKK for a final breakfast. After I leave, he is staying 2 more nights in BKK. I pack up all my things. I meet my friend at 9:00 at the buffet. Stock up on food. His tummy is giving him problems. We do our daily debrief of the previous night. I tell him about Boy. The great sex. The pseudo extortion. The request for redemption. He is impressed and looks forward to me offing him again and seeing if the Boy lives up to his promises. He then tells me about Soda. Good off but has some major issues. First issue with him was at the bar. Soda comes over and greets him, they flirt and be touchy feely. Maybe it’s the language barrier but next thing he knew, Soda leaves his side and comes back with street clothes on. He does not remember asking to off him, but Soda may have assumed such and acted accordingly. He says it wasn’t a big deal, because he wanted to off Soda anyway. Second issue was at the restaurant. Soda ordered at 1250 baht steak. That’s more than half of some usual short time fees. He confronted Soda about it later, basically telling Soda how expensive the steak was, and he has heard others complain about him about him wanting extra tip, and basically told Soda that the steak was his extra tip. Third issue: The sex was great, he said, and Soda was a hot hunky guy. Soda was receptive to being rimmed. Soda started fucking him but pretty soon Soda wanted to quit, saying he was tired. My friend was adamant that he finish the deed, so Soda did. My friend thinks that Soda wanting to quit early was a ploy to deliver less and get the same amount of tip since he couldn’t ask for an extra 1000 baht. vinapu had the same experience with Soda, long time at 3000 but wanted an extra 1000: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10403-man-hunting-in-bangkok-report-of-trip-of-june-2016/?p=92269 My friend said that Soda told him that he was a taxi driver back in Laos, so he maybe is accustomed to cheating people of their money. vinapu has mentioned that Soda is probably too businessman-like to be a good off, and both have said once is enough with Soda. Too bad, because PNGguyBKK thought the sex was great, and at times exceeded his expectations, except for that being tired excuse. vinapu has told me that Soda has taken Boy under his wing and may be teaching him how to extort more money from customers. vinapu has said that Boy may be starting this trend as well, as seen by the plea of that extra 1000: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10403-man-hunting-in-bangkok-report-of-trip-of-june-2016/?p=92384 This makes me conclude that Boy may not be a good long time off after all. We shall see how I feel when I get back to BKK next weekend. I am pretty generous with my tips, and judging from the other posts here, I tip on the high-ish side, but I do not like the extortion that I’ve been seeing with these two. Another thought: that Tawan guy who interrupted our meal last night telling the boys it was his birthday and there was a party, may be the reason why Soda and Boy wanted to leave early or do only short time, so they can attend the birthday party. I’d actually have no problem if this if this was the excuse. HBD parties are fun, having been invited to a few in Jomtien in trips past. When breakfast is over, we say our goodbyes. PNGguyBKK and I have built a friendship these past few days, and we made sure that we would see each other in future BKK trips. It is much easier for him to go to BKK since he lives in the same peninsula as Thailand. It takes me no less than 17 hours to get to BKK from Los Angeles. I check out of the Crowne Plaza (0 baht for stay due to points redemption, 1200 baht for two days of lounge access), take a cab to Suvarnabhumi (500 baht including tolls), disappointed that I am not flying business class this time because I wanted to sleep the whole way to Hong Kong (first world problems). The coming work week in Hong Kong will distract me from boys and thinking of Xboy Guy, but I know that I’ll be back for more mischief and heartache in 6 days. I take off my Thailand fantasy hat, and put my real world hat back on as I board my plane to Hong Kong and reality.

I've had great luck with them, at least in Thailand. I have the Spire status with IHG, and at the Intercontinental Bangkok I've been given a suite upgrade and free buffet breakfast (which is a big deal if you've had breakfast there), and the Holiday Inn Resorts Phuket I was upgraded to one of the Busakorn Villas (which are really really nice) and also free breakfast. The Busakorn wing has its own set of pools and restaurants (thereby avoiding the riff raff). All this for booking the entry-level room.

Thanks. He is like a predator, yes. He knows how to stalk you and what it takes to go for the kill. His stare makes you believe that you are what all he was looking for all his life. I think that is why he earns such high praise from other customers like vinapu or you. I think I notice a slight feeling of detachment from all the boys I get. It takes them 2 or 3 more offs to let their guard down and finally warm up to me. That's why I am a fan of being semi-butterfly and offing a boy multiple times a trip.

orson, I never book a room on the Crown Plaza lounge floor because I usually use points and not pay for the room. With points you can only book their entry-level room. With my status, they always upgrade me to the Deluxe room which is bigger and more amenities. When I started going to BKK in 2014, they always gave me complimentary access to the lounge, either giving me a room on the lounge floor, or programming my hotel room card for access to the lounge. In 2015 for some reason they stopped giving me my complimentary lounge access. They do the upsell for me though, giving me access to the lounge for 600 baht a day. I always accept because it means free breakfast, free happy hour drinks and food in the afternoon, unlimited trips to get drinks, coffee and snacks all hours of the day till 11 PM, and a laundry allowance of 500 baht daily. Good deal for me since I don't pay for me room. This trip they did something different. I get lounge access with the additional perk of choosing to go to breakfast to either the lounge or at the main restaurant buffet on the 23rd floor. The main buffet is 5 times bigger than the lounge's so this adds to the value of the 600 baht. Never had problems taking a boy to the lounge and him getting free breakfast or free happy hour food and drinks. Never had to be registered and sometimes take different boy in the morning and evening to the lounge.

Thank goodness you (and others) enjoy the reports. I was worried no one was reading because the reports are really long. I have no problem paying more, especially if it is worth it, like Boy, but not to keen on the extortion. I like agreeing to a tip in the bar, and if the performance is really good, I almost always tip more. If we agreed on 3000 LT at the bar and then next morning get hit up for 4000 I will not feel good about it. If his performance is great he might get 4000 from me anyway. Its a business yes, but pretend at least to not be too business-like with your transactions. They are selling a fantasy, and being too business-like takes me away from liking the off.

Day 2.5: Two Lao and two Americans walk into a bar… I am visibly affected by recent events, so PNGguyBKK gives me sage advice: that “You can’t do anything about it tonight, so why not enjoy the night?” Good advice indeed, but find it hard to execute with my heart feeling like it broke in a million pieces. I get another coffee martini, and the caffeine in it wakes me up while the alcohol calms me down. We decide that the sight of handsome boys will take me out of my current troubles. We decide on going to Jupiter, since the boys there are both very handsome (to distract me) and somewhat cold (so I avoid falling in love with them). I compare getting a boy in Jupiter to going to see a classic painting in a famous museum: you’ve heard about it, pay the fee to see it, it’s nice to look at, but if you get it in your bed, it just lays there. Everytime I go to Jupiter ,the place is packed. So we try to get there an hour before the show to get good seats. Sure enough there were only about 6 customers there, so we get good seats in the center. We order drinks (350 baht each) and proceed to admire the Grade A boy selection onstage. With the exception of few boys, the selection at Jupiter is consistent: tall, lean, light-skinned boys. Matinee idol looks, like what you see in Chinese cinema or KPop boy groups. And this is reflected on the customer base as well, as it is mostly Chinese/Asian. As the place fills up, it is apparent that my friend will be the only white farang in the premises. Back to the boys, most of them are stunners. There is one particular stunner that I take a fancy to. He has no number, and of all the times I’ve seen him here he has never had a number. He is young, light brown skin, handsome and cocky, hair fashionably styled, and has an amazing naturally youthful lean muscular body, and an expression that knows he is the fairest of them all. He is the Mona Lisa of Jupiter, with punters jockeying to take selfies in front of, but always guarded by museum staff because he is just too valuable. I find out later that he is a long term off situation with a customer. I don’t blame that customer. If I got this boy in my hands, I’d lock that shit down fast. There was also #60, talked about here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10409-jupiter-last-night/?p=92548 Famously known to be an arrogant ass (some board member’s words, not mine), he also does not have a number tonight, but we later find out that he was offed early by an elderly straight couple. Some of the “non-star” boys are stunning as well. The tall, lean, cocky ones are really great to look at, but you have a feeling they would be duds in bed. I could be very wrong though, but I probably don’t want to find out tonight. Some good to average ones, and one a little bit chunky but my friend went gaga over, #51. He is a little bit chubby, darker skinned, and a little out of place compares to his more lithe and lighter skinned coworkers. My friend narrates his experience with #51, among other great Jupiter insight: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10409-jupiter-last-night/?p=92560 The show begins with all the boys onstage, dancing anemically to the song “Boys Boys Boys” by Sabrina. This dance number is a great microcosm of the Jupiter as a gogo bar. As Sabrina sings the lyric: “Boys, boys, boys, I’m looking for a good time. Boys, boys, boys, get ready for my love”, the boys half-heartedly try to move in the simple choreographed steps, with what one would only describe as “indifferent dancing”. The song conveys what we customers want the boys know about our intentions for them tonight (I’m looking for a good time, get ready for my love), while the boys react in classic Jupiter fashion: gorgeous visuals paired with detached aloofness. With that abortion of a number done, the succeeding dance numbers are markedly better. The “Hotel California” number has four gorgeous guys, sitting on stools smoking real cigarettes, in button downs and jeans, with one emaciated drag queen acting as the audience surrogate. She circles the boys while the song is played, with her acting some version of seduction with each boy. She gets to sa-moke as well, or at least act out giving a blow job to each boy with his back turned to the audience. The show climaxes with a climax, or the Jupiter equivalent of it, which means the visuals showing the act, without actually committing to it (the boys keep their jeans on, the drag queen mercifully keeps her clothes on as well). The boy stunner is in this number, and for some reason him with more clothes makes him even hotter. His whole allure at this point is, the more unattainable he is, the more you want him. Every succeeding number gets more risqué as the night drags on. There is a strip tease number by this gorgeous tall and lean boy with a handsome face, and one other guy that I forgot was there with him. They strip tease to the tune of “The only thing that looks good on me is you” by Ryan Adams. The gorgeous guy’s dance moves are on point, and as every item of clothing falls off, so do his inhibitions. Everyone is transfixed on this guy. He is a great dancer, sure, and his body is ridiculously ripped. But it is his face: his well-timed smirks, his audience eye-contact, and him mouthing orgasms that makes you believe he is close to exploding, are what sells the number to the audience. The show ends with both boys simulating chuck-wowing and cumming by putting a phallic shaped lotion bottle where their erect penis should be, and they cum on their muscular torsos by pumping the white lotion on them. Naturally, the gorgeous guy takes this a step further and rubs the lotion all over his perfect torso, completing the seduction, and ensuring he will be offed for the night. Indeed he gets snatched up immediately after that number, by a gaggle of shrieking Thai girls. That other guy did not have a prayer. Everyone forgot he was there. There are other numbers. Some drag queen numbers. Guys in only towels showing ass. Guys in mesh briefs gyrating and you can see their cocks through the mesh. #60 was in that number, and you can see a respectable sized cock. But his was dwarfed by this other tall light skinned stunner, he had a cock the size equal to the other 3 boys he shared the stage with combined. One number again with gorgeous dance guy, this time he simulated fucking the emaciated drag queen. He again sells it to everyone, and the dry-humping lasts a good while. You can imagine that if this was real, the queen would not be able to walk for a few days, because the boy was selling it, and selling it hard. He was so good, he actually sold it to himself as well, because when the number was done, he was sporting a full erection in his skimpy briefs that can barely contain his cock. EVERYONE is transfixed on his crotch. This was all well and good, but I was half distracted from all this sexiness. I’ve been getting texts from Xboy Guy that takes me out of the moment. PNGguyBKK gets irritated by my moping during the numbers, and tells me, in true aggressive and honest American fashion, that I was sort of ruining his night. I go to the bathroom, get my cry on, take a deep breath, and come back better. I apologize to him, saying that I shouldn’t let a boy ruin our night of fun. I have fun the rest of the night, and leave Jupiter with a keen sense of its place in the BKK gogo boy scene. Like Tawan, Jupiter is a specialty gogo bar, with the boys adopting a very specific look and attitude. It is a bar that you can take your girl best friend to, or even your mom, because there are no explicit numbers. It’s like the “Magic Mike” experience: an emphasis on seduction and not objectification. A lot is left to the imagination, and there is the illusion that everyone’s dignity is still left intact. I try to salvage what’s left of my own dignity by asking my friend what bar he wants to go to next. It is 11:45 PM, so all the main gogo boy shows are done, and the second, shorter shows remain. We decide on Tawan again, because why not. When we get there, the bar is almost empty, with about 10 or 11 punters scattered around the premises, as opposed to a full house last night. The “boys” outnumber the patrons. We get seated right in the front of the stage, where some daddy muscle guy starts gyrating and grabbing his crotch to get our attention. There was something sad about the setup. Tawan almost empty does not look appetizing. Mekhin was there still unoffed, surprisingly. I think about offing him if he gives me some attention. After a few sips of my drink I needed to pee. I go to the bathroom I choose a stall and while I let out my piss, I hear a boyish voice ask me “Where you from”. I turn around, carefully keeping my cock aimed at the urinal, and see Boy, a younger Lao Tawan guy, at the next stall over, with his cock out but not peeing. He is on the prowl tonight, it seems, and is trying to give me some attention. I finish peeing, zip up, and I say “I from America. California. Los Angeles” He says “Wow, I thought you Chinese” and then just stares into my eyes for a while. I look into his, we have the same eyes. And then he asks, “I sit with you?” I snap out of my staring and say “Maybe. I no sure. Tawan guy no good me.” I play it coy. I find my seat, and see my friend wrapped around Soda, an older muscular Lao guy. Soda gave my friend attention the night before, and now is giving my friend the attention he has been wanting tonight. I am relieved at least one of us may have company tonight. The show starts, and Mehkin is in a thong. This is the only proof anyone ever needs of the existence of the divine. I can see why Mekhin is legendary. That guy is made to be worshipped. Every muscle, every vein, every bulge and every curve is carefully sculpted by years of deliberate muscle building. I consider trying to make eyes to see if he notices me. And then out of the corner of my eye, there is Boy, having found me, and now trying to make the sale. He bends down to kiss me, and aims for my nose (that was cute). OK fine, let’s see what this boy is about. Boy, the 29-year-old Lao guy, is a Tawan anomaly. He is lean, not overly muscled, and is younger than 30. His boyish looks pop out relative to his other, older, bulkier coworkers. He sits down, I mention to captain to get him a drink. He immediately cozies up to me. He smells amazing. He then stares again into my eyes, and does this for a very long time. He asks me questions, never taking away his stare. I tell him that my impression of Tawan guys are they only are here to be worshipped. I like to be made love to, with lots of kissing and body contact. I tell him I don’t think Tawan caters to my needs. So he treats this as a dare, and wraps himself around me, kisses me deeply, and touches every bit of my torso and back. He whispers “I like you look. You look good.” Whispers directly in my ear, and then nibbles it for flourish. This guy is very good. He continues with the staring, and he comes to a point where he looks into my left eye, and then my right eye, and then again my left again. I wonder, is there something wrong with my eyes tonight? Maybe he sees I’ve been crying. I snap out of this Boy daze and turn to PNGguyBKK. Soda is now gone. But in a flash, Soda is back with clothes on. I say “Oh, you offed him. Good choice.” My friend says “I guess I offed him. I don’t know how it happened.” I laugh, and then feel a mouth nibble my neck. It’s Boy again, trying to get my attention. I kiss him full in the lips, and he gives me a deep satisfying kiss. I am so hot for this guy. I think for a minute, and tell him “OK, you sleep with me tonight. Put on t-shirt.” He kisses one last time and leaves to change. I get another sip of my drink and realize that I am rock hard. And not only that, my crotch is wet from pre-cum. I’ve got so turned on that I leaked so bad. This is a good sign. I am officially Boy crazy. Boy comes back, we pay up. I pay 900 baht for Boy drink and off fee, while my friend pays my drink (he owed me for Jupiter), his drink and Soda’s drink and off fee. I ask is anyone hungry, and Soda immediately answers yes. So we go to the Baru-za Restaurant and Bar next to Tawan. I order a shrimp omelet which I don’t eat. Boy some little burger thing. PNGguyBKK orders chicken skewers. Soda orders a gigantic steak the size of my head, and a glass of wine. We have good conversation about Lao, America, California, and Bangkok. Soda and PNGguyBKK are talktative, Boy and I are quiet. In the middle of the meal, one of the older muscle Tawan guys, in street clothes, comes up to us and talks to the Lao guys in Thai. Boy then tells me that it was that guy’s birthday, and there is a party. We part ways, me and the Boy, PNGguyBKK with his Soda. The Boy and I walk to the Crowne Plaza, and on the way Boy asks every block if we were there yet. That was odd. We get to the room. I sit Boy down in the couch, and gently peel off his clothes. Boy smiles the whole time, kisses me when he can, until he is naked. He is one hot motherfucker. Lean boy, lots of tattoos, great cock. And sweet as fuck. Boy asks me to shower, and says he has showered. I do my best, and come back with boy reclining, stroking his hard cock, I lean down and partake in his treasures. Lots of deep kissing, body contact, dry humping. Nibbling, rubbing, caressing. He sure knows how to take instructions. All the while staring at me, not taking his gaze off of mine when he could. After a good while I come up for air and tell him, “I long time you now.” He then looks at me, thinks about it hard, and then says “Long time 5000 baht.” I was floored. That took me out of the moment completely. I pull away and stare into the ceiling, rubbing my head. I’ve offed a bad one. He then pulls me back to him and kisses me deeply, tentatively at first, and then full throttle until I give in. I can’t be indignant for long with that show of passionate aggression. We continue with it as if nothing happened. I ask him to cum. He chuck wows himself while I watch by his side. He is taking too long to cum. What he does next surprised me. He reaches for my head with his left hand so my face is against his, and he proceeds to deep kiss me, guiding my head with his left hand, as he jacks himself off with his right one. It takes him 10 minutes to cum and all the while kissing me. He then chuck wows me while kissing me and I cum like a gusher. I towel off and tell him “Short time only”. He nods, and then goes to the bathroom to shower. He comes out and puts his clothes back on. I give him his 2000 Baht short time fee and raise my hand up to say goodbye. He sits beside me and points to himself and says “I OK” and then points to me “You no OK, I know.” I tell him 5000 baht is a lot of money. He says he really can’t do long time tonight and gave me that huge number so I am guaranteed to say no. He says he has to be on his mocy early morning tomorrow, and can’t be late for an appointment. I accept this explanation and feel better about it. He than adds “Next time go Tawan, off me. We go slow next time, love all night. Better next time I promise.” He then says “I go long next time. Slow love next time OK. If you no like, you can say me go away. I OK.” We exchange Line, and I feel better about the off. He leaves the room. I was hoping he would stay the night so I can forget about Xboy Guy. Instead I am alone in my bed, the bad feelings return as fast as they left earlier with Boy’s help. Thailand giveth, and Thailand taketh away.

It was slightly raining that night and since my friend and boy had the cab already, we decided to take the cab with them, and assumed we would be getting off first on Rama IV before heading over to Soi 14. Coming from Surawong Rd driving towards Rama IV, if you make a right turn on Rama IV, you'll end up on the other side of the divided road across from Crowne Plaza. The driver was supposed to flip a u-turn on Rama IV once we hit Silom Rd, but instead of a u-turn, he just made a right turn, and continued on to Soi 14 on Silom. He made a u-turn on Silom, dropped the boys off, and then made our way back to Rama IV, making a left turn, and the hotel was just at the direct left side of the street. 80 baht. TL;DR: Dream Boy Thai Guy didn't know where Crown Plaza was at first so directed cab driver to go to Soi 14 first. Yes, the Crowne Plaza, if you can afford it, is the best (Western-style) hotel closest to Soi Twilight for me, thats why I book it every time I visit. No one even check boy ID in that place. It's the only place I've ever stayed to be close to Soi Twilight apart from the Holiday Inn Sathorn, which is a bit of a walk. No problem taking boy(s) in.

Day 2: A Tale of Two breakfasts Alarm was set at 9:15 AM. Xboy Guy said last night he needed to leave by 12 noon to get back to Pattaya. Still jet lagged, I wake up at 7:30 AM, even after the late night activities. I play with my phone while waiting for the alarm. Pretty soon PNGguyBKK messages me asking what’s for breakfast. I invite him to join us at the Crowne Plaza breakfast buffet. 9:15 AM alarm comes and pretty soon so do I and Xboy Guy. I love morning quickies. I simply cannot get enough of this guy. We lay back down and I ask him, since his farang is finished with him, if he could come back to BKK in 1 week, when I get back from Hong Kong, to stay with me for the rest of my trip. Before reuniting with Xboy Guy, I fully intended to off everything in sight when I come back, but now, I have the boy I will ever need, maybe forever, so the whoring around is not needed anymore. Butterfly Status: Not a chance He asks about details, and agrees to come back in 7 days to stay with me for my final 10 days in BKK. I wanted to ask about his farang, but did not want to pry. He takes his phone and goes to the bathroom to freshen up and it takes him a while to come out. When he does, he looks distracted. I ask him if “everything ok”. He says yes. We meet PNGguyBKK at the 23rd floor where the hotel restaurant is. It is 10:15 now, and we are quickly reminded by the efficient hotel staff that the breakfast buffet ends at 10:30, and we should get everything we need now. We do exactly that, like it was our last meal. Great western and chinese/thai breakfast items. Bacon, cheeses, breads, rice, cereals, congee, dimsum etc. We all sit down to eat. I notice Xboy Guy only got a few items. I ask again “Everything ok?”. He smiles and says yes he is just not hungry. This was a first for him, as he is usually very hungry and piles on the food. Something must be wrong. PNGguyBKK talks about his off. His off Dreamboy Thai Guy (DTG) is his late night acquisition from Boys Bangkok/Dream Boy last night. I gave him advice on what usually works for me: to ask the boy first if he was hungry and if he is, buy him some food. It starts the off out on a good note, and the time eating can be used to get to know each other, and hopefully is a great chance to get comfortable with one another. This may not work for a lot of people, especially since you’ve already spent money on your bar drink, the boy’s drink, the bar’s off fee, and, in the end, the boy’s tip. The last thing you probably need is to spend even more money on your’s and the boy’s food. But for me, the time spent in getting comfortable with each other, the great conversation, and eating the good food this country is known for, is part and parcel of the experience of most of my successful offs. You get to know the boy as a human being, and not just a conglomeration of sexy body parts that you initially fell in lust with onstage in a dark bar. If you’re lucky, this tiny but significant gesture may very well tip the scales between a just OK off, and a mind-blowing amazing one. Your mileage may vary. DTG says yes, he is hungry, so off to dinner they went, and they have a lovely conversation. My friend says they actually went into pretty heady stuff, and he was impressed that DTG was able to follow the conversation. He said they even talked about the “military industrial complex”. I figure if you start talking about the United State’s outrageous defense spending to a gogo boy, you’re probably doing it wrong. But that’s just me. Because the conversation was so good, dinner went long, and when they got back to the hotel it was very late. The sex was pretty hot, he said, and DTG loved the long rimming he got from my friend. When it got to DTG topping, there came the problem. It was close to 4 AM when they got to do the deed, and maybe it was because of the long night, but DTG could not stay hard. I explained this phenomenon to Xboy Guy, and he says “Oh, cock not strong.” It’s obviously a foreign concept to Xboy Guy, at least from what I’ve seen from him. Cock is always, always very strong with him. Overall it was a good time, my friend said. And the guy was hot enough that it didn’t matter if “cock not strong”. My friend didn’t even cum, which to me this time was a foreign concept. I cum every single time, no matter how bad the going gets. My friend was clearly smitten, impressed by the pretty face, hot body and smart brain combo that DTG has. Tip was 2500 baht. I tell him if it was OK if I offed him in the future. My friend said he will get jealous but said it was OK. I tell him I would only do it because I am curious and want to try, but obviously, there a ton of other boys out there. If he had a problem I wouldn’t do it. Bros before hoes and all that. We finish breakfast, and notice Xboy Guy has not finished his little breakfast. I ask PNGguyBKK to wait for us while we get Xboy guy's things, because I wanted to hang out with my friend at the mall after Xboy Guy leaves. He says yes and waits at the lobby. We go up to the room and my guy packs up his stuff. He finishes and hugs me tightly. He kisses me and says “I love you. You my boyfriend.” I tear up a bit and say “I love you too”, you sweet sweet boy. I compose myself enough to reach into my wallet to get 2500 baht (long time tip, I figure would be fair). He says no need, “I free.” I insist, because I remember he did not take my money the last time we met: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/?p=89389 He still says no. I take 1000 baht and tell him “For taxi.” He still refuses. He goes to the bathroom to pee, and I take that chance to put the 1000 baht in his bag. I have to give him something. We say our private goodbyes, tell him I will see him in 7 days, and then head down to meet up with PNGguyBKK and make our way to Silom Rd. Xboy Guy gets a cab, hugs both of us, mine was a little bit too tight, and takes off. PNGguyBKK and I go to Silom Complex and look for coffee, or our “second breakfast”, the breakfast we debrief about last night and dish about the BKK gogo scene over all, away from Xboy Guy’s young ears. We choose Starbucks because we believe in supporting our home-grown American enterprise. We talk some more about last night. My friend says he wasn’t bothered that DTG “cock not strong”, but definitely would want to do it again when he is fully rested. I suggest offing him before the show so you can end the night early and he will guarantee to have full energy. Fast forward to a few days later, I get DTG Whatsapp, and ask him about the “cock not strong” incident: What can I say, I am a good friend. I send this info to PNGguyBKK. He is satisfied with the explanation. I talk to my friend more about falling for the boys in BKK. Yes, I have a BF, yes I am committed to him no matter what. But I’ve always thought that the feeling you have on the first few days after falling in love with someone is the best feeling in the world. Maybe I didn’t get enough love as a kid, maybe I am just an emotional junkie, but I love the feeling of how falling in love makes me feel. I fell in love with BF 8 years ago, and still in love with him to this day. But that feeling of falling in love with someone, and then discovering more things about him that makes you fall in love even more, there is just nothing else like it. I have let myself fall in "love" in Thailand many times over, and have had breakups that were benign and awful, but to me the discomfort of breaking up is negligible in comparison to the high you get. People go to Thailand for many different reasons. A lot of them go for the cheap sex. I go for the chance to experience people. I like getting to know the boys, patiently talking to them as they unwrap their lives for me, one "long time" after another, till I can’t get any deeper. Sometimes I am lucky and the boy opens up to me. And there’s the miniscule chance that in this process, I care for the boy, and when the one in the million chance that the boy cares for me as well, I say it is a success. I know it is a doomed relationship, sure. Everything is so temporary here in Thailand. I’ve never gotten to that last step, till now. I think I have it with Xboy Guy. Maybe it is love, I am not sure, but it sure feels like it. Oh yeah, I go for the cheap sex too, but it is secondary to actually experiencing the people. I live most of my life back in California, having the rewarding job, the kickass BF who loves me for some reason, and the overall busy but satisfying life. But for about 8 weeks, or so, in a year, I want to take a break from all of that… stability… and allow myself to make mistakes, commit poor choices, and have my heart broken. The beauty of this is, I can throw it all away as easily as I throw away my used airplane boarding passes. There is a time that you need that boarding pass to get somewhere, but once you are there, you can just toss that piece of paper aside as you get to your true destination. I have a feeling that Xboy Guy is not as disposable. My friend and I make plans to meet later at 7:30 PM for dinner and drinks and then a night of boys. This is probably the only night I have to myself without Xboy Guy in Thailand, so I will take the opportunity to off a guy tonight. We part ways, I go back to my hotel. I take two sleeping pills, jack off to some Japanese gay porn, and sleep for 4+ hours. I wake up, shower, and head off to Silom Complex to meet my friend. We talk about food choices, and tell him I’ve had success with Eat Me restaurant. We get there, the place is packed, and there is a 30 minute wait. We go back to Silom Complex and settle on some Pepper Chicken. Xboy Guy Lines me, asks what I was doing, and I send him a pic of us at the restaurant. He sends a cutesy emoji. We finish eating and decide on going to Soi 4 for a drink before heading to the gogo bars. Xboy Guy keeps lining me about small talk stuff. We get to Soi 4 to Telephone Pub and I order the same I had last night, the Espresso Martini. I’m still feeling dead from jet lag, and this drink really is a godsend for 110 baht. I finish half my drink when I get a series of Lines from Xboy Guy: “Can not see you BKK 1 week”, “Farang ask me go back”, “Him not finish me”, “I sorry I love you”, and “I no good but I love you”. I do not want to take a screenshot of our conversation now, because my answers are, to be blunt, pathetic, and I don’t want you to see this. I sounded like a jilted schoolgirl. I plead why can’t you see me even for a little bit. I say I love him so much. I tell him I want him to stay with me forever. I do a lot of begging, to not avail. I felt like the world was ending. I felt that I was given a taste of a life I want to have, only to have it taken away from me before I can get a full bite. I try not to cry in front of PNGguyBKK. This sucks. To be continued…

I did not off soda. Yes I go to Tawan to see big guys. I am not a big spender, but I get the hugs anyway. Mostly from Tiger and Phet, and now Tong.

Day 1.5: The Tawan Dream Boy I snap out of this romantic revelry to orient PNGguyBKK of how the BKK gogo bars here are laid out. Far from being the expert, I try my best to explain what I know, I tell him about where Jupiter’s Soi is, where Soi Twilight is and what bars are there, where Tawan is. I tell him about drink prices, that are high because they are actually more like the cover charge to pay for the entertainment onstage. Off fees were discussed as well, as well as the concept or Short Time and Long Time offs. We discuss about possibilities for tonight, and decide on going to Tawan first because PNGguyBKK is “looking for an older muscular top who can be rough”. Fits Tawan to a T I think. We get there around 9:45 PM. The place is half full, and get some decent seats towards the right side of the stage. Some of Tawan’s famous musclemen are onstage, advertising their wares. Since this is PNGguyBKK’s first trip to a gogo bar, he is immediately mesmerized. We sit down, get some drink orders in. PNGguyBKK is freaking out with just about everything. I appreciate this, as I remember how I was when I first went to a Thailand gogo boy bar. It was also Tawan, and I had the same feeling of awe of the men onstage and the acts that was going on. Now I feel jaded about the whole thing, so I appreciate feeling PNGguyBKK’s excitement about discovering everything for the first time. Tawan is a lot to take in for sure, not only because of the men in speedos, but because the men were also a lot physically to take in. Bulging muscles in tight speedos, smiles as big as the Pacific, and hugs that are between affection and suffocation. Xboy Guy looks on with a mix of wide-eyed wonder and confusion. He asks “Why all big. No understand.” I explain to him what Tawan is all about. He is used to Pattaya quality gogo boys. I point to Tawan Lao men Tiger and Boy: “See, no all big, some no big.” Tiger interprets this as a sign that I want him to come over, and makes his way towards me and greets me warmly. I have offed him twice before. I smile and shake his hand and put my arm around Xboy Guy. Tiger says his goodbyes. Xboy Guy then gives me a hard time knowing a boy here. He thinks I have offed everyone here. I laugh and just kiss him. Tiger is interesting. My first off with him was excellent, the second one he was sick but still tried, as narrated here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/?p=88973 In April I went with my (American) BF to Tawan. I am more discreet with my boy crazy antics around BF, so I was nervous going to Tawan having Tiger or any of the other boys recognize me and saying hi. Sure enough we walk in and get sat down, and there was Tiger smiling at me. I locked eyes with Tiger, sort of shaking my head to signal that I was with my BF. He got it right away, and after a few minutes, he went up to us, introduced himself and talked to us as if it was his first time talking to me (and us). He did pry about our relationship, asking some questions about it. When we left I gave him a 100 B tip. He is a professional. The legendary Mekhin was there, as was #17 who got a good eye fucking from PNGguyBKK. While waiting for the show he asks me for tips on how to pick a guy. I tell him what many have said on this board: if a guy smiles at you, or is trying to get your attention, and you like his look, have him sit next to you, buy him a drink and get to know him better. You can probably gauge from there if he is your off for the night. I can tell that PNGguyBKK is on maximum sensory overload. There is just so many boys to see and ogle over. Xboy Guy is holding on to me tightly, half probably for protection, and half to stake his claim over me. The show starts. All the same stuff I’ve seen before. Though Mekhin was a more active participant, and is in a bunch of “dance” numbers” No one really dances I guess. Nothing more awkward than seeing a 200+ pound overly muscular guy in a speedo try to dance. It’s more S&M centric than I’ve ever seen before. Leather vests, harnesses, a leather mask, and some type of "whip" which I doubt hurts anyone. They have a variety of costumes as well, but no matter the costume they all always end up in speedos. Egyptian outfit, Roman outfit, S&M outfit. My favorite number was Mekhin and one of the taller muscular guys doing an actual dance number to the song "Sex Bomb" by Tom Jones. They were in skin tight jeans and shirtless. Even if they weren’t in speedos, this number was actually more erotic than the other more explicit ones, because they seem to be actually into the dance, they are in perfect physical shape, and something is left to the imagination. I start to think I have to off one of these guys this trip. As I think this Xboy Guy continues to keep me close during the numbers. The show ends around 11:30 PM. PNGguyBKK thinks hard in offing a guy, but he says no one is really smiling at him or anything. I tell him we can check out Soi Twilight and see what is happening. We pay our bill (400 baht each for one drink, I pay Xboy Guy’s) and start to head out. Suddenly PNGguyBKK gets a huge smile and gets touched by Soda, a Lao muscle guy in his 40s. I ask him if he wants to know Soda more. He says no, and says since he still has 3 more nights in BKK he can go back for more Soda. We get to Soi Twilight and choose Dream Boy, which was actually at Boys Bangkok for their short 12:15 AM show. With the recent raid in Soi Twilight fresh in my head, I imagine a half full boy population on stage because only Thais are allowed to work. No, there were still easily 40 boys onstage. Which is impressive because there are a good number of boys sitting down with customers, and probably more not there due to being offed earlier in the night. I learn later that Dream Boy only really employs Thais. Less of a headache that way. Smart business move. We sit down, get our drinks, Xboy Guy protective as usual. Mamasan who takes our drinks also encourages us to get boys. Xboy Guy interjects in Thai, then tells me that he told mamasan that we were boyfriends. Interesting. Maybe his way of telling mamasan to stop encouraging me to get a boy. PNGguyBKK is again mesmerized by the boy pile onstage. He zeroes in on two handsome Thai guys. One, my BF experience guy last February: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/?p=89011 The other one was a Thai stunner, short, handsome, and muscular abs and pecs protruding off his sexy frame. Lets call him Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG) I encourage him to call on DTG over to sit with him. PNGguyBKK is shy and doesn’t want to. I get mamasan in the act, and pretty soon all three of us were encouraging him to call on DTG. I ended up telling mamasan to get DTG to sit with us anyway, and made the decision for my friend. He sits down, and flashes us his zillion watt smile. What a smile. I think it lit up the dark bar. I let my friend chat up DTG. DTG has better English than most gogos, and him and my friend get more comfortable with each other. I turn to Xboy Guy and we give each other little kisses. My friend seals the deal (or other way around, the boy makes the sale), and pretty soon we are off to pay the bill. 450 baht for drinks and 650 for the off fee. Oh there was also a show going on, but I was half paying attention because of Xboy Guy’s affection, and my friend is busy with DTG’s attempts to land the off. We go out, it is raining outside. We decide on splitting a cab, first to drop me and Xboy Guy off at the Crowne Plaza, and then PNGguyBKK and DTG at his Soi 14 hotel. DTG gets the taxi, rides shotgun, and the rest of us get in the back. I hug Xboy Guy for the rest of the ride. Turns out we go to Soi 14 first. The boys say their goodbyes, and I wish my friend a “goodluck, you got this”, wishes. It’s his first ever off, and I want it to be a successful one. I sit alone in the back with my guy. Our thighs touching, hands held, kissing all throughout the ride back. We pay the driver 80 baht (from Soi Twilight to Silom Soi 14 back to Rama IV Crowne Plaza), and as my boy gets out, I see his familiar erection bulging through his shorts. Two elevator rides that felt like eternity later, we had a frenzied time from the door to the bed. Clothes off and everywhere, no showering, kissing, touching, a lot of “I love yous”. Orgasm, towel off, and then bed. My boy clings on to me all night, again to stake his claim. He has successfully claimed me tonight, and I’m in big trouble. Not a bad first day.

My experience last week: 1500 ST for Toy Boys (twice), 2000 ST for Boyzboyzboyz - also the same as February this year.

Thanks vinapu. Just got back to the U.S. just now and sitting in my living room with the BF watching fireworks in the evening news. I can hear some fireworks outside as well. Wish I was still in BKK now but glad I have my memories relived by writing this trip report.

Day 1: Butterfly Can Not I read Xboy Guy’s line messages. He wanted to know when I will be in Bangkok, that he was in Bangkok, that he wanted to spend one night with me. I thought he was with his farang? I ask, he Lines me this (identity taken out to protect the innocent): That sucks. The faring is finished with him, didn't even last a month. I can't say I was not happy with this, though I am now concerned about Xboy Guy and his current state. I think about it, and decide that maybe what I need tonight is someone familiar, since jetlag is a concern. And maybe he needs me after this new development. I'd be more than happy to console him. I tell him sure, come to my Silom hotel. He says he has some stuff to do around the city but will make his way to my hotel as soon as he is done. I say OK. I get a cab to Silom on the Ground level of the airport. Traffic was a little bit of an issue, but I get there soon enough. 500 baht including tolls of 25 and 50 baht. On the ride I text (Whatsapp) a new friend, a farang friend I met in the Gay Thailand forums. He is American, white, from the east coast, and around my age (30s). It is his first time in Bangkok, and would like me to introduce him to the gogo boy scene. I tell him I am not an expert, but he has said that my trip report has inspired him to take the plunge, and he said if it was going to be half as fun as I make it out in the reports, he will be fine. I am flattered that even one person has liked that report, so we make plans to meet for a pre-bar dinner. I shower to wash away the flight’s remnants off my body, and force myself to sleep so I can have the energy to go out tonight and cure some of the jetlag. I only get one hour of sleep in before I get woken up by my phone with this: With cobwebs still in my brain and looking like a gargoyle, I force myself in clothes and run to the elevators and pick up the boy. The Crowne Plaza BKK is always complicated for first timer boys. The ground floor lobby is really not a lobby but a waiting area, and the concierge is also there. The 23rd floor houses the real lobby and where you check in. Also two sets of elevators: one to get to the lobby, another to the rooms. I had a Screwboys boys get lost once after a short time off and he had to go back to the room for aid to get out of farang hotel land. I had to escort him to freedom. I see Xboy Guy, looking as devastatingly cute as ever, and still sweaty as ever. We get up to the room and he promptly takes off his shirt and towels off the sweat. He then takes off everything else, lays on the bed, slips under covers and said “You sleep? I sleep with you?” Being the polite guy I am, I immediately take off all my clothes and lay beside him. Feeling his skin against mine, I immediately remember why I got so attached to him. I try to get back to sleep but pretty soon I feel something that takes me away from my need for rest. I lift the covers and there it is, his hard cock staring at me, daring me to use it. I guess I’ll sleep when I dead. He has not showered, but still smells fresh. The slight boy scent he has developed after being outdoors all day has me going crazy. We kiss, we suck, we rim, we jack off, he chuck wows me to completion, and sits on my cum soaked chest and finished himself off on my face. He races to the bathroom, soaks up a towelette with water and promptly wipes up all the cum on me. It was a lot, and the towelette is soon soaked with more cum than water. He disposes of the towel, plops himself back to bed, and sleeps. What a pro. We sleep till 6:50 PM as the alarm wakes me up. I wake Xboy Guy up and ask him why he is here. I thought you were with farang boyfriend? Why are you here? He said “Don’t worry. No problem.” I ask more about farang, he deflects and was not too forthcoming. I don’t pursue. We have dinner plans 7:15 PM with Forum Member PNGguyBKK. PNGGguyBKK is a cool guy. He is American, like me. He is in his early to mid 30s, like me. And he is a horndog, like me. But he is white, unlike my mixed Asian heritage. He lives at a nearby SE Asian country and is eager to try the BKK gogo boy scene for the first time. I am more than happy to help out. We meet him at 7:30, and I apologize profusely for being late, saying that the legendary Thai lateness has rubbed off on me. I introduce PNGguyBKK to Xboy Guy, and off we go to dinner. We pick G’s Bangkok, the German-Thai restaurant on Silom Soi 4. I always like this restaurant because the food is good, the beers are great and you can just roll into the Soi 4 bars after dinner. PNGguyBKK picks fried rice, I pick some crab thing, and Xboy Guy picks his eternal favorite Tom Yum. We get great beers and have great conversation. In between PNGguyBKK and my American ramblings, Xboy Guy is able to contribute to the conversation as well. I am a little bit impressed. In February, we could not have a straight up conversation without Google translate. Now in June he can talk without needing his phone. Still pretty basic English, but enough to be in the conversation. We talk about SE Asia, work in Hong Kong, California, PNGguyBKK’s east coast state, the recent Orlando shootings, and the bar scene here. The always entertaining owner of the restaurant (sorry I forgot his name), came over and talked to us. Always charming and made us feel at home. Very pleasant dinner overall. We then go to the bar next door, Telephone Pub, and get some drinks to start the night. Great conversation all thoughtout. Xboy Guy cradles my hand the whole time. Sometimes putting his arm around me, sometimes puts his arm over my crotch. Of all the possibilities that BKK has to offer tonight, of all the boys that await my Baht and sexual urges, Xboy Guy has put all that to waste with his own charms. He sometimes asks for a kiss, or pecks me in the cheek, or lays his head on my shoulder. At this rate, I may not off any boy ever again, and I will be fine. This is enough for now. This might be enough for forever. My BF is a distant memory tonight. I’m playing a dangerous game. Day 1 To be continued

Again I don't wish them (boy and farang) any ill will and hope that this steady income stream lasts as long as they need it too, but I do eagerly await them being "freed" from rich farang's clutches and be back in my arms.

This is my 10th trip to LOS and it consists of spending a first weekend in BKK, and then heading off to Hong Kong for a week of work, and finally heading back to BKK for a final 9 nights. I’m usually in Asia for work, and this is one of those trips where I take advantage of work shouldering the fare to Hong Kong from California, and me just having to pay for the HKG-BKK flights. Background: I’m 35 34, Asian American, and have an 8-year relationship with a great guy (white, 33). Why do I go to Thailand? Well, I’m a horny bastard, and believe or not between my bf (sex life still there but has declined), occasional Grindr and Scruff hookups, and the random trick in West Hollywood gay bars (I live in SoCal), I need more. I am intoxicated by the sex industry in Thailand, and fascinated by their lives and try to make friends with the money boys and locals (copied and pasted from previous trip report ). Day (-)15 to 0: Prologue I usually have a specific goal in mind whenever I go to Thailand. When I went in February, it was to off as many boys possible. This has been written up here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/ I also went in April for Songkran, and the GCircuit dance party with my American BF and my friends, and a week in Phuket with my free non-bar Myanmar boy. I asked about Phuket here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10258-is-phuket-worth-it/ This April trip was more for touring and relaxing, and less about going to boy bars and offing, so a trip report was not written. I did go to a lot of boy bars with the BF and friends, and with Myanmar boy, but none resulted in an off, but it did enhance my post-bar sex with my partner on that night. Now this June trip I am not sure if it was going to be a whore (butterfly) trip or a romantic (stick to one guy) trip. For me, there is no one correct way in experiencing Thailand, the only requirement is I have to have an open mind the whole time, in order to have fun. Oftentimes, planning things too much will result in less fun and disappointment. I go into a night thinking it would go a certain way, only to see things unfold in a much more different but ultimately more pleasant way. This trip is also to test out which one is better: getting a hotel room vs a rental condo from AirBNB. My hotel mainstays are Crowne Plaza in Bangkok near Silom, and The Marriott and The Aya Hotel in Pattaya. Except for cost concerns, there is no real reason for me to deviate from these hotels, but getting a rental condo is very intriguing to me. While I do not want to plan too much, I am still a Type A personality, so I try to reconnect with boys past before the trip, so I am guaranteed at least some sense of familiar and planned fun. These boys have remained in my rolodex not only because they give great sex, but because, in some form or another, I have fallen in love with them, and they have at least showed (pretended?) that they love me back. The sex is almost incidental, and the sex is that happens is more deliberate, considerate, and familiar. And because I do not see them often, it is never dull when it happens. So I try to contact some of the boys 2 weeks before my trip. Boy #1: Myanmar boy. 22 year old with golden brown skin, face of a child, well muscled body that works hard. I spent a surreal week with him in Phuket, mostly with shirts off, in the pool, the beach, the pool bar, in our room making love. I met him last October. He works at a restaurant at the Ratchada area in BKK. Lives with his mom and sister, and earns a measly 5000 baht a month plus tips. He does not expect a tip from me, but I paid his way in October and again in Phuket, and made sure I bought him clothes or other gifts. He Lines me everyday, till about mid-May where his messages became more sparse. I Line him to ask if he was available in June. I am shocked when he tells me he has met a farang who is willing to take care of him. He now lives with farang in his condo and does not like him going out on his own much, since farang pays him a pretty big sum and pays his food and to live in his condo. So he says he cannot see me at all. I can’t say I wasn’t a bit heartbroken, but there is nothing I can do. I will not deprive him of his steady income stream just to stay with me for a week or two. He says he loves me, not sure if he is sincere or not. It does not matter. He still says he loves me everyday. Boy #2: Xboy Guy. My introduction of him is here, and figures prominently in my Feb trip report: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/?p=89062 He does not Line me as much, and he is not as lovey-dovey as Myanmar boy, but Xboy guy is sweet in his own way. I Line him to ask if he is available for June; second shocker, he too has found a farang in Pattaya that will take care of him. He has quit being a gogo and just lives exclusively with farang. I am floored, with a pit in my stomach now. I second guess my choice in falling in love with these boys. I am more desperate in my pleas with wanting to see him, to no avail. I catch myself and stop being pathetic. Maybe third time is a charm? Boy #3: Cambodia boy, as described here: http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10263-bangkok-and-pattaya-trip-report-feb-2016/?p=89094 Jomtien Complex star, boyishly handsome, devious personality, unashamed in asking for expensive things. I Line him. NOPE. He say he is in Phnom Penh and unsure when he will be back to Pattaya. He has recently become tired of Pattaya. Not a lot of customers, raids make it difficult, and he hates Pattaya’s seedy nature. He says he earns less in PP, farang still pay less there, but is happier and gets to see his family more often. He told me if I pay his airplane ticket he will be in BKK in a heartbeat. I decide against this. He is familiar, he is smart, and the sex is amazing, but at this point, I will just have to have a butterfly trip. Maybe this is the heavens (devil?) telling me that I will be a whore this trip. I take with me most of the condoms in my home, and take all the travel lube. I hope my BF does not notice I have stripped the house of our sex supplies. My BF, being the saint that he is, drives me to LAX and wishes me a happy trip and tells me to be safe. I endure a 15 hour plane ride to Hong Kong. I arrive early Friday morning in Hong Kong airport. I deposit half my luggage (with mostly work clothes) in Terminal 2, because I will be back in Hong Kong that Sunday for work for the week, before going back to BKK the following Saturday. I get on my Cathay Pacific flight, surprised I was upgraded to Business class, and get to BKK immigration just before noon. I did not get to use my Immigration Premium line ticket that came with the Biz class ticket, not a lot of people today, but will use it in the future. I turn on my Thai phone. I see a Line message come in from Xboy guy. And then another, and then another. 15 line message notifications from Xboy Guy. To be continued.

Been at Dream Boys twice this trip already. I long-timed one of the guys and he had stories to tell about the owner and how the bar is run. It's definitely evolved through the years, but since it is still making a lot of money, it has weathered through a lot of changes in the gay landscape here as well. Shifting from farangs to Asians, the internet gay dating app rise, and various other economical and political changes, has made Dream Boy still the undisputed king of soi twilight. I guess I have no point of reference since I only started going to BKK in 2013 or 2014, but so far the bar is usually a must stop for me every trip. I think the owner is a genius. The current business model may or may not cater to most of the members here, but it sure sells. Oh and the guy I offed probably is the best off I made ever, in a pure benefits to cost ratio of what I get vs what I paid. As vinapu has said in the past, it only takes one great boy to make or break a bar for you.

vinapu: your reports are never boring. I am in the middle of my trip as we speak so I am using your experience as a guide. For one it has made me want to go Tawan more because of your bar mono diet, and two I am going to be more adventurous like you. I maybe will do a trip report if I don't get into a big BF experience situation. Its funny, you had tears at the end of your trip, I had mine at the beginning. And there is plenty of chances of more tears because I have 9 days left.

Here is #60. Thanks vinapu for the photos. I was with another forum member last weekend in Jupiter and we found him very hot and attractive. He was active in a lot of the boy numbers. He was offed that night by a male-female couple very early in the night.

Do they really open at 8 PM? I'm guessing all the boys won't be there yet? Has anyone here come this early?

So I just got out of Tawan an hour and a half ago, and noticed a new (to me) face - #1. Anyone have any experience offing him? He is built like a truck and looks like bodybuilder competition ready and no ounce of fat in him.

Great start vinapu, keep them coming . It's 39 hours till I land in BKK (not that I'm counting), and your report has added to my excitement and anticipation. Maybe if I don't get stuck in a long BF experience I may write a report as well. Tawan will be my first stop because of this post.

This is amazing novelle, this is so spot on. I’ve dealt with this negative stereotyping all my life. I grew up in Southern California, and I was a super twink in my 20s. Probably 90% of the guys who hit on me want to fetishize and feminize me, assume I am a certain way, because I was young, Asian, and a twink. Sometimes I would go with it, being naïve and gullible and all that, but a few encounters have been degrading and pathetic. When I turned 30 I decided to put on muscle, as an unconscious way of masculinizing myself to people. I soon realized that I was doing it for the wrong reasons, and I was trying to fight negative stereotype of the “weak feminine Asian man”. This stereotype pervaded not only my personal life but also is reflected in popular culture. I do see my Asian brothers pack on the muscle as well for the exact same wrong reason as I did. I am glad things are changing, Like what you see in Taiwan and Thailand. Now I am more comfortable in my own skin. I’m still muscular sure, but because I’ve owned it as part of who I want to continue being, not because I am trying to break stereotypes, or satisfy anyone’s idea of what an Asian man should be. This thread has hit close to home because I am reminded of what negative stereotypes are still out there, and how it continues to affect my life.

I don't know if you think that 35 is old, but I'm Asian(-American) and go for young (18-25) farangs (white boys). I've never paid for boys here in the US, and do not get as much attention from the young ones as much as when I was in my 20s, but I do get the occasional nibble from time to time, especially when on travel (and when I do it's always unexpected, because it's when I do not pursue the boy). But then I do cast a wide net, as I am also attracted to men in their 30s and 40s, as long as the overall attractiveness (for me) and swagger is there, and would prefer hot sweaty intense sex with a gorgeous 45 yr old leather daddy, than a beautiful 20 year old white twink who just lays there and does nothing but expects a BJ from you.

I have a good friend who is in his late 20s (half Asian, half white) whose optimal partner is white guys between 40-mid 50s. He says late 40s is his sweet spot. He likes hairy white guys, with facial hair, who are stout and muscular and don’t mind if there’s a belly as long as it complements the whole package. I guess that's why he drags me to the Eagle (a leather bar in Los Angeles) every chance he gets. He’s told me more than once that he can’t wait to be the same age as his sex partners, because normally he gets hit on by younger white guys, who he entertains but does not like, and gets ignored by the silver muscle daddies because they go for guys similar to them. Once in a while I get a 18-22 year old on Grindr wanting sex (this is in California). Asking more questions reveals that they want someone old and more experienced to teach them the ropes and practice having sex with guys. I’ve gotten over the fact that, at 35 years old, that these kids think I am “old”, and just relish the fact that there are kids their age that still want me. Conversely, sometimes I do not have the patience to be the “teacher” and just want to get my rocks off by someone who knows what they’re doing. A common complaint with some of my friends who like having someone young, but do not like the bad sex. And it’s just not the young inexperienced once, there are guys who've just come out and are not experienced with gay sex yet, so there’s that. I guess the beauty (or downside, pick your poison), of getting boys in Thailand is that they have been around the block more than once, so they probably know what good sex feels like. I certainly do not feel that I go to Thailand and pay for sex to “not settle for less”. I find white guys more attractive than Asians (not by much tho), which explains why my BF is white and close to my age. We met when he was 26, when he was a tall lean twink then. Now he is more muscular and a little bit more mature (at 34) but I find him more attractive now than in his mid-20s. So if I was going to “not settle for less”, then I guess I would have to troll around the college campuses on Grindr, or go to Prague or Rio De Janeiro to rent my knight in shining white armor. But I choose to go to Thailand because of the overall scene. The weather, the beaches, the food, the overall mood, and yes, the beautiful boys, free or not, all add up to my idea of paradise. If it was just sex for me, I would just stay here in Los Angeles. But I always find myself going back to Thailand for more.