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Haha it just worked out that way. This is a more traditional vacation (i.e. more sightseeing, shopping, pampering, less sex tourist, sex massage, Grindr hookups). It's fun, but a different kind of fun . Of course things happen, especially in LOS, so you never know LOL. Yes I would like to know what the name of the bar is as well, if it still exists.

Thanks, this is great info. I'll follow your advice and probably just decide there the day before if we want to go to Phi Phi. Since time is a premium for us this trip, an after breakfast departure, followed by lunch and then departure mid-afternoon sounds great. And 800 baht sounds like a better deal than the $80 or so I see on viator.com

Are the speed boat rides especially bumpy? I imagine April to not have inclement weather but still not a fan of bumpy boat rides. Maybe Phi Phi is worth the uncomfortable ride? Great pics of the island online. Between Phang Nga Bay or Phi Phi which one is better? 12 more days till Thailand

Well, I wouldn't say we are smart. Lucky, more likely. We were both lucky enough to meet almost 8 years ago, both after the end of disastrous relationships. I could not believe how low-maintenance he was (still is), and not needy at all. He is still very much a lover to me, as well as a best friend, but the difference is just my sex drive is running at 100 miles per hour, whereas his is a slow-burn, thus my predilection to get more sex elsewhere. This difference in libido has never been an issue for us. Some of our friends don't understand how the relationship works. Sometimes I don't know how as well. It just works. It does sound that I am having my cake and eating it too. I see it as a cake made of my BF as the cake bread part, and the Thai/Lao/Cambodia/Burma boys as the icing. And there is so much icing to be had LOL. It's funny you mention Skype while you are in LOS. I don't think I video-chatted with my BF the whole two weeks I was gone during this trip report. He is just that low maintenance. In contrast, Xboy Guy has video chatted with me numerous times already since I've been back here in the USA, mostly at X-Boys during the show. XBoy Guy usually Lines me at around 10:05 PM Thai time (8 AM in California), when they are done parading onstage and the first show starts, when most of the boys are either in the show or just backstage or with customers. Many times when I ask about the show, if he is not with a customer, he video calls me in the bar and streams the show in progress. I can only take 5 minutes at a time of this though, since video streaming a bar show through a phone camera is not exactly hi-def video, and the sound sucks. A screenshot of one of his streams (you can see how crappy the quality is):

Thanks. I'm definitely staying in Patong. I've made a reservation at the Holiday Inn Phuket - Patong Beach, and it looks walkable to the gay area, as well as the beach. Anyone had experience staying at the hotel? Looks OK on TripAdvisor, and I emailed the hotel and they are no joiner fees. I can definitely cancel if there are issues with it, or if anyone has a great alternative that is accessible to both nightlife and the beach. As far as activities, I'm looking at a Canoe ride on Phang Nga Bay and do caving: http://www.viator.com/tours/Phuket/Canoe-Cave-Explorer-Phang-Nga-Bay-Tour-from-Phuket/d349-3685HKT09C And maybe sign up for this city tour: http://www.viator.com/tours/Phuket/Private-Tour-Phuket-Introduction-City-Sightseeing-Tour/d349-3685HKT05P Anyone have experience with organized tours in Phuket like the Cave exploring one and the city tour one?

I'd like to confirm this, if anyone knows it: does Tawan usually have second shows at 12 midnight on weekends (Friday and Saturday, or Friday to Sunday)?

No problem. I'm glad this is of use to some of you. PM me when you know your dates. I have 3 more trips planned this year, including next month.

Cool, I'll be in April 6 with the BF and some friends from Cali. Might be hanging out with them through Songkran but things will slow down for me by the 17th or 18th. If you wanna grab a bite or coffee, I'll be down for sure.

Thanks guys. It was fun recounting all the fun stuff that happened. I think it was better to do all of this after the trip was over, since I barely had time to focus on anything serious (like writing) while I am having fun . If I was to do it again, I would probably include photos in all the posts. I usually take photos of all the boys, and the hotel. Also, I wish I started earlier, with my previous trips.

Day 15 Not really a trip report per se, because my time in Thailand has come to an end. I check-in with ANA for my flight to Tokyo, sadly there was a but of a line, and it takes me 30 minutes to get to the counter: I am then taking United Airlines from Tokyo to Los Angeles. I don’t dread the flight this time as I did going to Thailand, because its usually shorter (2 hours less to Tokyo, about 2 hours less to California, due to help from the jet stream direction), and because my BF is in the other end of my flight, waiting for me. I figure I’d use the time at the airport waiting on my flight to reminisce and figure out what worked and what didn’t this trip. THIS TRIP: Primary Goal: To have as much sex as possible – Mission accomplished Secondary Goal: Exercise everyday, eat healthy – First week great, second week got sick, did not exercise towards the end Tertiary Goal: Get 2 suits and shirts tailored – Success, minor hiccup Did not happen: did not go to any new places or tourist spots, did not shop too much, did not go to massage shops NEXT TRIP in April: Primary Goal: Tour more places with BF, go to Phuket with Burmese friend Secondary Goal: Check out new gogo bars with BF/Burmese guy Tertiary Goal: Get pampered with facials, wholesome massage, body scrubs with BF/Burmese guy Will probably not happen: Will not off any new guys due to BF/friend L. Meet free guys on Grinder/Hornet/PRomeo, will not go to boy massage shops New guys met: 10 (6 offs, 4 free boys thru gay app) Repeat guys: 6 (4 offs, 2 money boy thru gay app) Short Time Offs: 7 boys Long Time Offs: 6 boys Best off: Xboy guy Worst off: Nice Boys guy Best app hookup: Hotel guy in Pattaya Worst app hookup: Older guy in BKK who did not look like his pics Best bar experience: Xboys Worst bar experience: Nice Boys, maybe I went on an off night Most visited bar: Boyzboyzboyz in Pattaya, best selection of boys Bar I wish I visited more: Tawan, but I cut BKK trip short in favor of Pattaya Bar I need to visit again: Nice Boys, and Sunee Plaza in general Best hotel: Crowne Plaza in BKK Worst hotel: Aya Hotel in Pattaya (not really bad, and will stay again) Fell in love: 3 times (numerous times with Xboy Guy and Cambodia Guy, 5 minutes with FM2) Hated the guy: Older Grindr guy, Nice Boys off Biggest Surprise: Xboy Guy not charging for company from 3 AM to 5 PM on 4th time Same same: Cambodia guy trying to get more money from me Best Sex: Xboy guy (Cambodia guy close second) Best boyfriend experience: Dreamboys Thai guy Best Conversation: Cambodia guy As a parting gift, here was my first off this trip, the Screwboys guy:

Day 14 So I can’t believe it, it’s my last full day in Thailand this trip. Time flies when you’re having fun. I think I am ready to go home. I don’t sleep well tonight. I wake up many times. The Aya Hotel door slamming (due to flimsy doors) is a concern. Though I am in a studio room, which is not facing the crazy party courtyard, there is still some noise at times. I wake up at 5 AM, I see Cambodia boy is up as well, playing with his phone. I ask him if everything is OK. He says yes, he is just messaging his Cambodian friends. I ask him if they are OK, and why they are up this late (or early). He says they have been drinking and hanging out. I ask him if he wanted to join them. He said no, he wanted to stay with me. We talk for a while. About how life is like in Cambodia. Why is it hard to get a good paying job there (it is for non-College grads), why Pattaya and not Bangkok (friends are here). He tells me about his farang ex-BF in Phnom Penh, and farang ex-BF paid for his English lessons. He tells me about the pain of getting dumped for someone else, and left with nothing, no money and resources. How this forced him to try Pattaya. I tell him about my job, my life, my BF. I tell him my BF is coming with me next trip, and the possibility of meeting him. He doesn’t like this idea. I am sweet, cuddly, kissing him all over. He puts away his phone and responds in kind. We fool around a good while. I get horny, he gets horny. Kiss, suck, fuck. I can’t get enough of this guy. We shower. We dry off. He looks out the window, I take this pic (generic enough to protect him): It’s almost 8 AM. We decide to get a few hours of sleep, and I set the alarm. Alarm wakes us up, we put on clothes, and head over to Casa Pascal again, the same place we had breakfast the last time. Bacon, made-to-order eggs, cheese, breads. Thai rice dishes, beef soup, rice porridge. 480 baht for the both of us. Delicious as always, doesn't compare at all to the Lek or Apex Hotel buffets. It’s 11 AM, so I decide on our walk back to the Aya that we go to Royal Garden Plaza. I tell him to pick a shirt that I can buy for him. I won’t tell you where or what and how much the shirt cost, because I got in trouble on here before (LOL). Sufficed to say that it is not cheap, at least by Thai standards, but is pretty standard price for what I am used to in the USA. And the happiness and gratitude I get from him is priceless. We get back to the Aya. He showers quickly, and gets dressed. I pay him 2500 baht, which he receives happily. He tells me to let him know if he wants to meet in April. He leaves. I think: He will forever remain the best Grindr Money Boy that I’ve ever chosen. Handsome, charming, interesting, infuriating, and ultimately, infinitely lovable. I hate that he continues to ask for money when I am back in the USA, but I am inexplicably drawn to him when I see him. I check my Line, and see a photo from Xboy guy. He took a picture of the queue at Suvarnubhumi airport check-in counter to catch his flight to Chiang Mai: I’m glad he updates me on his activities. Again, no reason to doubt his story that he has a 4-day off. Hope he earns a lot of money from this off. At this point, I decide that since my flight to my Tokyo layover tomorrow is at 7 AM, the car service is picking me up at 3 AM to get me at Suvarnabhumi at around 5 AM, so I am thinking of sleeping the rest of the day and wake up around 8 PM or so to pack, and then go to one last bar (I am thinking Xboys, since Xboy guy is not there tonight to tempt me), and get a new boy tonight. I pre pack some of my things (which is not a lot), and then I go to bed. I get into a Line conversation with Hotel guy (remember him? 25 year old Thai guy who works at the Hilton. We have been talking for a week, no meet). I tell him I am about to sleep because of my flight time tomorrow. He then responds (one line censored because it contains his name): I check his Line profile again. Handsome, tall, fit, happy pictures, active pictures. I then ask him what were his plans later. He says it is his day off, and no plans yet on a Saturday night. I tell him, sure, do you really want to sleep beside me? He says sure why not, he was going to sleep too because he had to work the night shift the night before. I ask him if he wanted to join me now. He says no, he does want to sleep, but he says we can try tonight. I like this plan. I can sleep, which was my plan all along, and I can go to Xboys if Hotel guy does not deliver on his promise. I turn on the “Do not disturb” button at the door, and don’t care if I don’t get maid service today. The lack of sleep the night before gets me to sleep in no time. I wake up at 7 PM, not too bad. I hunt for food, craving a Thai Omelet tonight. I find a cheap Second Rd restaurant that has it, and order some Chang beer, Pad Thai and fried rice as well (I did not have lunch). Fantastic food, and quite enjoying some rare alone time before some possible boy time tonight. I go to Boots and buy some Thai and Asian toiletries for me and my BF (Snail cream! He loves them). I get some last minute souvenirs from street vendors. I head back to the Aya and finish packing. This is not a shopping holiday, as my suitcase is light and still had room. This is not a tourist holiday, as my camera roll does not have any pictures of beaches or temples. But this is definitely a sex holiday, as I see that I am almost out of lube and condoms, and my camera roll is full of boys: cute, smiling, mostly naked. It is 9 PM. Line lights up. It is Hotel guy. He asks what I am doing. I tell him I was packing. He said he was ready to meet. I am conflicted. I wanted to be the good sex tourist and see a fuck show and get a prostitute. But here is someone free who looks like he belongs at Xboys. What if he was not what he looks like in his pics? At least it is what you see is what you get at Xboys. I roll the dice and tell him to come to Aya. It will be early enough that I can still make the second show at Xboys if I need to. I take a shower and wrap up my packing. He Lines me and says he is at the lobby. Guard asks for his ID. I guess the guard thinks he looks like a money boy as well. Hotel guy complies without hesitation. We wait for the elevators. He really is tall (about 6 foot), handsome, nice dark skin, and has a nice smile. I instantly get nervous. I feel that I am out of my league. But he puts me at ease by giving me a kiss on the cheek. I feel that I made the right choice. We get to the room. We talk for a bit. We instantly try to get close to each other, skipping the usual awkward first minutes of a hookup between strangers, when you don’t know whether you should make the first move or not, so you initially keep your distance. The conversation is fluid, and his broken but decent English is both disarming and charming. We start to kiss, and off to the races we go. I won’t bore you with the details of the sex between hotel guy and I. It was good, it was fun, and it was a great finish to my holiday. No, I was not able to get to Xboy, and yes, he stayed till my PT Taxi car service was waiting for me. The conversation was good, and we managed to get street food in between. I get to know a little bit about him (he just started with Hilton after working at another hotel, loves beaches, which explains the amazing brown skin, wants to travel more), he gets to know about me (job, how L.A. was like, I don’t tell him about the BF, not relevant to tonight I think). We talk till it is almost 3 AM, and he helps with my bags and I check out. My ride is waiting for me. I tip the guard 100 baht (for protecting me and being a good sport with my boys). I hug Hotel boy and leave. On the ride to the airport I think about my choice. Yes, I probably saved about 3000 baht tonight (drink, off fee, tip) by not picking an Xboys boy. The chances of getting someone who can speak good English at that is slim, let alone a guy who wants to talk to me. But I had to work Hotel boy, because I had to Line him everyday, flirting, exchanging emojis, feeling him out, for more than a week. Is it worth the wait? I feel that the time I spent on Line to get Hotel guy is more valuable than a measly 3000 baht off of an Xboys boy who probably is as good or better looking than Hotel guy, and probably as good or better in bed. I did miss the boy show though, something that cannot be replicated in my hotel room, no matter how talented the boy is. In the end, I just think that I am the luckiest guy in the world. I get to pick between two hot choices, and both choices will end up with me getting great sex, and great memories. It's time to go home.

Day 13: WARNING: This is a day where I don’t go to any bars or interesting places. Skip if you’re just interested in that. I go to Thailand to meet as many boys as I can, both money boys and free boys/men. I figure I can meet two new guys every day, one from online or a massage place during the day, and one from the bars at night. Invariably, it never turns out this way, as I pick my favorites fairly quickly, and tend to spend more time with them. I put a premium on boys that can and seem to like to talk to me, and them being attractive and sexually compatible with me goes without saying. At this point I have spent about 12 whole days in Thailand, so ideally I would have seen 24 new guys as additional notches in my bedpost. Instead I’ve had 3 repeats (from past trips), and another one that is new this trip, but I’ve already seen 4 times. I have fallen down on achieving my sexy goal. Variety is the spice of life after all, and since I have a long-time BF of many years, you would think I would be working hard in achieving this variety, especially with the freedom I get in Thailand. Instead, I fall into familiar behavior and spend too much time with a handful of boys. But it works for me, and because of the familiarity, getting a boy for a second, third, even fourth time, means that I have taken a certain fancy to the boy. I am always in danger of getting too attached with one boy because of this behavior. It’s hard to stay true to your real-life commitments, when you are thousands of miles away, removed from your own reality and what you know, and staying at a new place for too long makes the new place your reality for a while. When this happens, I look forward to going back home, to go back to the person I am committed to, and to the job that pays me enough to take these fantasy vacations. But right now, I wake up, with hottie Xboy Guy by my side. He looks like he belongs in my arms. I pull away to check my phone. Some Line messages from Cambodia guy and Hotel guy. I respond to Hotel guy with some cutesy responses, this is probably not going anywhere, especially since I am leaving in two days. I am conflicted with Cambodia guy. I told him I am spending time with him today, but with Xboy Guy here with me now, it means it might have to be later afternoon or tonight. This means that I will not be able to get a new boy tonight. I think about that for a minute, and realize how ridiculous this problem is. A very Thailand problem: I’m not going to be able to meet a new hot boy tonight because I may be forced to spend time with another handsome hot boy, all the while currently cuddling with yet another hot boy who just spent the night. Once I pull myself back and realize that this is all ridiculous, a fantasy, an elaborate way to get more sex, I relax, and just not worry about things. I message Cambodia guy and tell him to meet me at 6 PM for dinner. No reply, might still be asleep. Xboy guy starts to wake up. No urgency this morning. I just enjoy his naked body next to me. Posting a pic of him. Covering the face really takes away from the overall effect, but understandably, I am still protective of him. I figure this photo is generic enough as to not reveal his identity: We roll around the bed for a while, and pretty soon, we get hungry, so we head down to the Lek Hotel buffet, which ends around 1 PM. We eat, we have fun. I ask him what his plans were today. He tells me he needs to meet up with the customer around 5 PM or so to buy the plane tickets, and from there he needs to pack for the trip. I ask him when he wants to leave my company, he says at 5 PM. I do not object to this, and let him know I had evening plans. We head back to the hotel. We shower together. We have fun together. It is familiar, it is still hot. We still have plenty of time, so I tell him I wanted to go to Mike’s Shopping Mall to look at a few things. We walk over there and I buy a few items of clothing. I tell him if there was anything he wanted me to buy for him, just let me know. He says OK, but ultimately never points to anything. We head back to the hotel because it was almost 5 PM. We get back to the room and I counted some money to give him before he leaves me for the last time this trip. I hand him 2500 baht, my usual long time rate with him. He declines the money! He said "No money, it ok". This is a first for me. I think about it for a minute. Maybe this is a way for him to say sorry about cancelling. Maybe he thinks his upcoming 4-day off will be a money maker for him so he doesn’t need the money. Maybe he stole from me and thus I already paid him (highly unlikely). I offer it again, ask him if he was sure. He says yes, he says “You friend me.” I offer again, he does not accept. I take a 1000 baht note and hand it to him and say “for taxi”. He still refuses. I do not force the issue any further. I did not want to hurt his pride. But It is unprecedented for me. I'm still a little bit confused, I walk him down to the lobby and then to Second Rd. We say our goodbyes. He gets a mocy taxi and rides away out of my life. I instantly feel guilty and want him to take my money. He has provided a service; I need to pay for services rendered. I can’t worry about this too much. Cambodia boy is going to be at my doorstep any minute. I get to the hotel, take a quick shower, and wait till Cambodia Lines me. While I wait, I check my Grindr again, and see this: Not blurring any pics, but strike out some phone numbers and screen names. Again, from the top with MB Status (MB Status – Money boy or not): African who wanted to meet, but I do not meet with him, MB Status: No; Malaysian who was staying at adjacent hotel, contacted me on WhatsApp, talked for a while but I stopped eventually , MB Status: No; Cute guy who was asking for 1000 baht to do everything, I do not meet with him, MB Status: Yes; Hot boy who was offering 1200 baht for everything, no meeting, MB Status: Yes; Cute Thai boy who was visiting and added me on Line and we talked for a while, stopped talking, MB Status: No; Hot guy who wanted to date, I can't obviously, MB Status: No; Thai guy who added me on Line, unemployed, and wanted to go with me to BBB and wanted me to pay his drink, then said that he is fat now, immediately turned off by that, MB Status: No; Very hot guy who messaged me first, bewildered now why I did not talk to him further, MB Status: unknown. Lots of possibilities with these guys, but you know what they say: so many boys, so little time. Cambodia boy arrives at 6:40 PM, 40 minutes late from appointed time. I do not mind his tardiness, and have come to expect it. I meet him at the lobby. He is wearing better fitting clothes, and is looking quite handsome. He gives me a long, lingering, full bear hug, not caring about the people around us (though I do not think anyone cares around here, just my American puritanical instincts). I ask him what he wanted to do. He said to go to the room for now. At the room, we cuddle in bed with clothes on. He tells me it’s been a rough week for him and his fellow Cambodian money boy cohorts. There have been police raids almost daily at his bar, so the bar is closed for now, so he does not have a place to earn money, and has to rely on the Gay apps for his living. He says business has been slow anyway, because most people just go to Boyztown nowadays. Now with the police raids, no one will think of going back to his Jomtien bar for a while, till the raids stop. He says there was a time when police would raid his house and his landlord would warn him and his Cambodian roommates so they could run away and hide. This would go on almost daily for a few days. One time it got so bad that they had to stay at the beach for the night. It’s not a place to sleep, obviously, and they had to wait there till the coast was clear. So lately they have not been having a lot of sleep, and with their tenuous housing situation, they’ve had to change rooms a lot, and this has costed them money. He says since they are all friends, they share money and resources. He tells me this with some tears streaming down his handsome face. I have no doubt that this story is true. I’ve read some forum threads about the raids. I have no idea why the police are doing this, or if these Cambodian guys even have a legal status to work in Thailand, and wonder why they are targeted. I am used to getting doom and gloom from Cambodia boy, but this tale is especially bleak. It seems that it is almost not worth it to be a money boy in Pattaya anymore, and surprised that this is still a step up in pay to what they can get back home in Cambodia. He tells me that he is thinking about getting out of the money boy business because of these raids and drought in customers. I let him talk and express his frustration about his current situation. I feel that this is more of him venting about his misfortunes, that it is trying to get money from me. I try my best to put a positive spin on things, but I admit it is fairly hard to do. He is (to me) very handsome, charming, great English, and I would believe that he would be one of the more popular Money Boys in Pattaya. But for all I know, he might be just one of many equally or more handsome, more charming, better english, sexy boys out there. I tell him we should eat. He asks that we go to Food Wave again at the Royal Garden Plaza, since he said he likes the variety there. So we go, and let him get anything he wanted. In the grand scheme of things, it’s just money, which I do not worry about as much as he does. I try to lighten things up. I encourage him to get some alcohol, and he does. We eat, we drink, we talk about general things. I am glad that he can at least forget about his troubles for a night. We get back to the room. He knows what is coming next, the main reason why I wanted him here. Shower together, sex together, cuddle together, shower again, and cuddle again. He tells me that he knows that I have a lot of boys I see when I go to Pattaya. I don’t know why he just said that out of the blue. Last trip he asked if I could be his boyfriend. He tells me that we should eventually marry so he can move to the USA. I tell him the truth: that I can’t because I already have a BF. Me telling him this felt like I was breaking up with him. He pouted for a while, but took it better than I thought he would. He is made of sturdy stuff. We cuddle till we fall asleep.

I have become immune to his money begs on Line. He does make a better case for himself in person though. My guard is usually down when a handsome boy is up close and personal with me.

Day 12 An evening of cuddling, sex, and talk-gesturing is tiring. We sleep late and wake up almost close to the hotel's free breakfast ending. Since by now you have figured out that breakfast is a big deal to me, we try to make the buffet, and thankfully we caught it with 15 minutes to spare. We are reminded by the staff that they will close soon, so we stock up on the things we want and happily eat to our heart’s content. We head back up to the room and shower together. We fool around the shower but no one cums. Not everything is about the happy ending. I am heading to the Aya Hotel today. I was prepared to just pay Xboy Guy and let him get on with his day, while I pack up my shit and take the baht bus back to Central Pattaya and the Aya. I tell Xboy Guy this and he says “I go with you hotel.” That’s cute. Does he not have another life? I ask him this, he says “I alone. I ok.” OK that’s fine. I am uneasy with always overstaying my welcome, but Xboy Guy does not seem concerned and no urgency to leave. So he watches me pack while he plays with his phone. I have a back pack and a roller bag. Xboy Guy takes the roller bag, without me even asking him to help. He deftly takes it down the corridor, the elevator, and waits for me while I check out of the Courtyard Marriot (no charges, all paid with hotel points). He knows which Baht Bus to take back to the Aya, and hails one that has only two people in it. He lets me sit, and he takes my roller bag and sets it on wide stair step on the bus, and stands with the bag between his legs. This is much better than me trying to navigate the streets of Pattaya with two bags. I remember this strategy for later (getting a boy to move me between hotels). We get to the Aya. Receptionist recognizes me from the previous stay. Xboy guy patiently waits in the side while I check in. When this is done, we go up to the room (no security to take his ID). He sets my bag and lays on the bed. He looks good there, so I join him. We start cuddling again, and just generally hang out. I ask him, when are you leaving? Don’t you have to go to Xboy tonight? He says yes he will eventually do that, but he tells me he “wants” to leave at 5 PM. I say fine, first time for everything. I decide to skip the gym and just hang out with this boy. We talk for a while, kissing, laughing, and just having a good time. No urgency from me to have sex, and I’m just enjoying the company. I tell him my plans for the rest of my days here in Thailand. I leave Sunday early, around 3 AM, to make a 7 PM flight back to the Los Angeles via Tokyo. He asks if I wanted to meet again before I leave. I think it would be good to see him Saturday night, before leaving. I’ll sleep during the day, see him in the evening, and just spend the rest of my trip with Xboy Guy (this will also enable me to get back to California time). We take a short nap, him more than me. I just check email and the news (the U.S. Presidential primary season depresses me). He wakes up, I suggest we go have coffee and a snack, so we go to the Coffee Club. I will forever associate this restaurant with Xboy Guy. We go back to the hotel. It’s 5:15 PM. He says that he will leave now. He kisses me, I count some money and give him 2500 baht. I thought it would be good to be consistent. Long time is 2500 baht. I did not want to pay him more just because he chose to stay longer, as well as helped me with my bags. Plus I have fed him three times this stay, so probably this is enough. This ends up roughly 105 baht per hour (OMG this is cheap). He takes the money no problem, hugs and kisses me, and leaves. Now alone, I check my messages. Lots of Line messages from Cambodia boy. He pleads that we meet again, because he needs money to eat food (blurring name and Line profile pic): This is a pretty standard plea for money from him. I am OK with him doing this while I am here in Pattaya. At least I can see him here and get something for my money. He is actually a lot of fun, and he is probably the handsomest boy that I’ve ever spent time with here in Thailand. I do not like him begging for money when I am back in the USA. I promise him I will see him tomorrow. Not sure if I will keep this promise. My calendar is getting full. I also make plans to have a pre-bar dinner with Forum Member 3 (FM3). I have been messaging FM3 since a week ago, but was not sure I had the time to see him, because of boys and sickness. But by extending Pattaya by three days, now I can meet another Gaythailand forum member. He is Malaysian, 32, and works at an office job in KL. He can not be gay back home, so he blows off some steam in BKK and Pattaya. He does not like going to bars, and prefers massage places but figures going with me to a bar would make the experience easier for him. We meet for dinner at one of the Second Rd restaurants close to the Aya. We order some delicious food. I’m not on a diet anymore, and prefer to get back to full health as fast as possible. We talk about Thailand, its various treasures, boys and otherwise. His spoken English is not as good as his text messages, but was a nice guy and kind of funny. He finds it interesting that I also meet free boys online here in Thailand. I tell him that its not all about bars and money boys for me, and I like to mix it up. We finish dinner and head over to Boyzboyzboyz again. I choose the bar because, again, Xboy guy might be a temptation tonight. The place is less busy tonight than previous nights. The peak season is slowly ending. We get good seats (center and middle of the bar, good view). Mamasan immediately accosts me, says that since I get a lot of help from him that I should buy him drink tonight. I’m not biting. He then explains that tonight is a particularly slow night. Even so, he shouldn’t expect the current customers to pick up the slack. I don’t let this spoil the evening. Less boys tonight too. I guess the short timers have left. Show starts, and its pretty much same same. Sexy boy, big cock, b-boy, boy dance, more boy dance. I really should find myself new bars to go to. FM3 is transfixed. Glad he looks like he’s having a good time. I ask him if he is going to off someone. He says he is not sure. He asks on how to do it and what the prevailing wage is. I tell him what I know. He seems to be ok with it. Show ends, I turn my attention to the boys. I look at the dancers, I see a particularly dark-skinned skinny one that looks young. I make googly eyes, but then mamasan quickly recommends a different boy for me. It’s the boy's first night he says. He says boy has stunning face, and does everything. He says he wants me to be the boy's first, since he knows I am kind and not “afraid” (I thinks he meant scary). Mamasan is very insistent. He gets boy to sit with me, and Mamasan said no drink ok, I see if I want him without drink order. Guy comes, he is not dressed in underwear, but some baggy clothes. I wonder why this is, probably because his body is not as fit as the other boys. He tries to smile, but seems to be too nervous to be comfortable with me. He is cute enough, but not stunning, to me, like the mamasan says. Am I game enough to take my chances with this boy? If it is his first time, he is probably not very good at sex, and won’t know what to do. Kissing probably bad, he won’t know how to clean his butt to bottom, won’t be keen on sucking, or will be bad at it. I talk myself out of it, and give the boy 100 baht, even if he has not done anything to deserve it. I call mamasan and say I am just going with one of the dancers, pointing to skinny, dark-skinned, cute young dancer guy. Dancer guy sits down. He is 20, Thai, cute as hell. I ask him what he does in bed. Immediately says bottom, kiss good, suck good, everything. I ask how much, he says 2000 baht. Hmmm, this is weird. He knows exactly what to say. Like the guy before him. This is my third off at this bar, the first one asked for 1500 baht, and I gave him 2000 baht in the end. He knew I liked kissing, oral, topping. Second boy, asked 2000, and knew what I like. And this third guy, knew all of that and knew what to say. I guess I should be ok with this. At least the boys are talking to each other, and know how to make me happy, and know what I pay. FM3 was focusing on the more total top types. He picks one that is a total hunk, and he sits with us as well. Since my boy has told me what I wanted to hear, I focus on just looking at him, his body, and his bulge. He looks like he has a big one. He notices I was staring, so he gives me a peek. Yup, it’s big, bigger than the usual bottom’s dicks here. He is selling it to me. I told him he should be in the “big cock” show. He laughs. I tell him I’ll off him and to get dressed. FM3 seems to be having fun with his guy. His guy is very hot, but probably is total top, so I don’t get jealous (too much). My guy comes dressed, I bid goodbye to FM3 (he wanted to stay for the cabaret show), and we leave the bar. This would be my last Boyzboyzboyz visit this trip. I think I’ve gotten all I could from the bar this trip: two good bottoms, and this third one that looks like a winner as well, as he holds my hand on the way to the Aya. I ask him if he wanted food, he did, so we go to 7-11. While I wait for him to choose his food, I check my Line. I see messages from Xboy Guy. He said he wanted to meet tonight. He said he wanted to go to my hotel. I tell him no, I am busy. After a while he responds, insistent that he wanted to see me. Young Thai guy picks his food, and I pay it for him. I think about Xboy guy’s message. I guess since Young Thai is a first time guy, no Long Time with him, and I’ll probably be done by 1-2 AM. I tell Xboy Guy, yes I’ll see him tonight, but I’ll Line him when I am ready. He said the bar closes at 2 AM, so he can head my way after that. I say yes, and then try to focus on the (sexy) task at hand. I try to talk to Young Thai guy. He voice sounded so young. I ask for his ID before we get to the hotel, and confirms his age. When we get to the room, I ask him to eat, and start having a conversation with him. His English is pretty good for someone young. And I figure out why: he says he goes to school part time, and says he goes to Bangkok most days in the week for school. He says he is going to school for hotel management and English. He dances and is a money boy at BBB to help with the cost of school, since his parents do not have enough money to pay his way. I ask him does this mean he does not do Long Time. He says yes he does, but usually has to leave no later than 10 AM to be on time for his classes that start at 2 PM in Bangkok. He does not have to be back at BBB till 8 PM, so he just has enough time to get back to the bar after his class. He says that it’s a tough schedule, and he has no time for anything else but work and school, but he hopes that he can quit being a Money Boy eventually and just become a hotel or tourist worker when he finishes school. He finishes his food, undresses. I’m posting a pic of him (I’m still not comfortable posting faces, sorry). You probably recognize him and his build if you ever spend any time in BBB: He asks to shower together, and his cock is a pretty good size for being a bottom. I stroke it for the majority of the shower, and also during sex, since it was just a good looking and feeling cock. He definitely checks all the boxes: great kisser, great cock sucker, hole tastes great, cock fun to suck on, and bottoms like a champ. I would see him again for sure, but it wont be this trip. I pay him 2000 baht (like the other BBB bottoms) and send him on his way. I was tempted to give him more, because he is very good and cute, but fear that he lets his cohorts know about the increase and have them raise their rates on me. I shower, and then Line Xboy Guy. I don’t get a reply right away, but he replies eventually and confirms that he will head over to the hotel after the bar closes. I wait, and at 2:30 AM I get a Line from him telling me he is at the lobby. I tell him I am hungry, so we head over to Beach Rd and find a beef noodle place that looks nice. We sit down, he apologizes for being insistent on meeting, and explains why he wanted to see me tonight. Apparently, someone wanted to “off” him for 4 days, starting tomorrow night. He says it is not for sex, but the guy was looking for a tourist guide. Since we made a plan for me to off him Saturday night, this means we can not meet. I ask why him, he says it is because the guy asked the Xboy mamasans if they had one who knew Chiang Mai and Chiang Rai, and because Xboy Guy grew up between the two cities, he was the only one the bar could recommend. I asked that I thought that he told me he grew up in Issan. He said that he has spent time in that area as well. I have no reason to doubt him, and he certainly did not need to see me just tell me about his cancellation of our off on Saturday. And 4 days worth of tips is a lot of money, and I did not want to keep him from this opportunity. He looks apologetic, and I could not deny that sweet cute face. I say it is OK, and I hope I see him again next trip. We eat our meal, finish and pay up, and we start heading back to the hotel. I was expecting him to say goodbye when we reach the lobby, but he hands over his ID to the security guard and tells him my room number. I was a little bit surprised but let him come up with me. I wasn’t sure what was happening, he certainly was not showing any signs that he wanted to go anywhere but stay in my hotel. I tell him I am sleepy (it’s about 3:15 AM). He says he was sleepy too. So like clockwork, he takes a charger from his clutch bag and charges his phone, takes off all his clothes, and lays on the bed. I do the same (phone, clothes), and cuddle in bed with my boy for the fourth time this trip. It takes me a while to sleep, with my mind still wondering why he is in my arms again.

Day 11 Alright, I feel that today is going to be a better day. After a somewhat lackluster off last night, and feeling a little bit weak because of a bad cold, I wake up refreshed, having slept for 9+ hours. Those meds that Thai pharmacist prescribed was pretty effective. And the beds at the Courtyard Marriott are probably the best I’ve experienced in Thailand (if soft pillow top beds are your preference). And it seems that my appetite has returned as well, as I wake up starving. I go down to the Momo Café, which is the main restaurant at the Courtyard. The selection is pretty close to that of the Marriott in Central Pattaya, which is good mix of Western dishes and Asian dishes, as well as fresh tasting Orange Juice (hurray, Vitamin C!). They aslo had delicious beef soup/stew, and I have this everytime I am in a breakfast buffet. Not a lot of people in the buffet, thought since its almost 10, I might be one of the late risers. Since I feel infinitely better today, I am thinking I may have overreacted to cancelling the rest of BKK for the rest of the trip. I was looking forward to hanging out with Dreamboys Thai guy I saw last week, because he is an expert in the boyfriend experience. Oh well, I guess DJ Station may have to wait till April, when I go with the BF and friends over Songkran. I decide on just taking it easy today, so not even think about going to the gym. I decide to hang out by the hotel room pool for the first time this trip. I can try to finish a book I’ve started on the flight to BKK (Station Eleven by Emily St John Mandel), as well as check out Grindr/Hornet/PRomeo. I go to the pool floor, and there is a bunch of families and couples hanging out there when I come. I don’t go in the pool, as I fear aggravating my health, but instead just hangout by one of the lounges. The pool looks great and clean, but the most awkward thing about it is there are residential homes (hotels?) in full view of the pool. I try to focus on my book, but get sidetracked by Grindr. I look at my messages. I start replying to some existing conversations, and new ones also start conversations with me. I do this for a while, until I realize I was really not commiting to anyone. I did a screenshot of some of the Grindr convos I've had this week, to show you my interest level. The text with arrows are my replies, no arrows means its the boy's reply: I don’t know if I’ll get in trouble by not blurring the photos here, but starting from the top (MB Status – Money boy or not): Hot money boy that I add on Line (his Line ID is in his profile) but does not go anywhere, MB Status: Yes; Cute guy but did not reply back when he says hello - MB Status: unknown; Local that is very insistent in sucking my dick - MB Status: probably not; Local that is cute but do not reply to - MB Status: unknown; Hot guy who I say hi back but pursue no further - MB Status: more than likely; Hot black guy from Ghana who has a great body but both of us do not pursue further - MB Status: unknown; Skinny guy who gives me XXX pics and is insistent to meet but I do not pursue - MB Status: probable; Thai guy who I talk for a bit because he is hot and offers 1200 baht for massage and sex, I do not meet with him - MB Status: Yes. One conversation I do pursue was with a Russian guy who first messaged me a few days back. He is 28, skinny, nice looking, and a bottom. English is good, and seems to check all the boxes: bottom, fit, cute, passionate. He says he is from Kazan, Russia (I google, looks like its in the middle of nowhere), he is staying with some friends, and not interested in Money Boys but would like to have sex. I am pretty sure he won’t have any problems finding any free sex here, because he is cute. I debate on whether I should dive in the sex pool again, after being sick. I decide against it, since I am meeting with Xboy guy tonight, and plan on going to Sunee Plaza again, for a possible threesome opportunity. I file him for later. I hangout for an hour or two by the pool before heading back to the room. I dick around in my computer, and rest for a bit before 5 PM arrival of Xboy Guy. I shower, and then make more of an effort to look presentable (why? Maybe I like this guy). He Lines me saying that he is down at the lobby. I go down, Xboy Guy is sitting in one of the chairs, eating a snack. He looks so cute, and was people watching. He sees me, flashes this giant smile, and runs towards me to hug me. So. Adorable. We get up to the room. This is the third hotel I’ve seen in him (6 days ago at the Aya, 3 days ago at the Marriott). I realize this about myself: I plant my roots fairly quickly. The longer I stay in Thailand, the more comfortable I get with boys I like the best, and want to see them every chance I get. I ask him what he wants to do: “Up to you.” Alright, we promptly have sex. I won’t bore you with the details, but as you know by now: lots of kissing, tenderness, he bottoms I top, cum on my face. After which, I look at the time: it’s almost time for my appointment at AMA Fashion Tailors. We shower away the sex, take the baht bus back to Central Pattaya, and arrive at the tailors close to 7 PM. Tailors don’t seem to mind I brought a friend. We both get refreshments from the receptionist, I take a Chang Beer, he gets a Coke. I try on both suit jackets, they fit like a glove. I then try on a shirt, the pants and the jacket again. Xboy Guy takes my picture in his phone, then sends it to me. I am pleased with the quality and fit of everything. Even with the slight hiccup with the fit of the jackets, I am sticking with these tailors in the future. I pay for everything (I owed 11,000 baht, after putting in a deposit on the first day of 11,000 baht also), and then ask them to deliver it tomorrow at the Aya Hotel, since I wanted to get dinner with Xboy Guy after this. I ask Xboy Guy where he wanted to get food “Up to you. I eat everything.” I decide on walking to Central Festival Pattaya, since I wanted to see if I wanted to buy something, as well as to see if Xboy guy was going to start asking me to buy him stuff. Whenever I go to the mall with Cambodia guy, he makes every effort to ask me to buy him stuff. I wanted to see if Xboy guy is the same. I decide on Food Loft on the 3rd Floor of the mall. I like this restaurant concept. You have about 10+ choices of kinds of food (Thai, Italian, Japanese, Chinese etc. and even Russian), as well as good choice of drinks (alcoholic and non) and desserts, and is similar to Food Wave at the Royal Garden Plaza. I get some Pad Thai and some roast duck. He gets some beef stir fry and chicken and basil with rice. I order a Pina Colada, and he seems to like the festive presentation of the drink (with an orchid and pineapple slice in the glass), so he gets the same thing. He says he likes it. We eat, not talking too much, since the language barrier is still there, and did not want to do the Google Translate back and forth too much while we were eating. When we do talk, its with lots of hand gesturing, which for now is good enough. We go by a few shops. I only window shop. Xboy Guy does not demand or ask for anything. I start asking Xboy guy if he wanted shoes (at Adidas), clothes (at UniQlo), or cologne (The Body Shop). He says “Up to you” but never really pushes the issue. It is close to 9:30 PM when we leave the mall. We take the baht bus and head back to the Courtyard. Maybe it’s the food, the Pina Colada, or the seductive stares of Xboy Guy, but I did not feel like going to Sunee Plaza tonight. I promise myself to try Sunee Plaza some other time. Right now, I am just going to have settle on spending the rest of the evening with this awesome guy. Sorry to disappoint guys. Today was just a low key day.

Thanks guys for the great tips. After thinking about my options I decided to book my flight via Bangkok Airways directly. Travelocity had AirAsia (with luggage allowance) $40 cheaper per ticket than Bangkok Airways for the flight times I wanted, but booking on AirAsia and Bangkok Airways websites directly was cheaper than going thru the 3rd party website. With booking directly, since AirAsia was only $15 cheaper than Bangkok Airways for the flight times I wanted (mid-day), I opted for Bangkok Airways, which has stellar reviews on TripAdvisor. Any experience here on the quality of Bangkok Airways? I still have to decide on a hotel in Patong, and looking at Phuket town also for a night or two. I learn something new everyday: my Myanmar boy companion sent me a photo of his passport (to help me with booking the flights) and explained to me that the Burmese do not have Last Names (he has three first names). AirAsia website anticipates this and had instructions to fill in both First and Last Name fields even if you do not have a last name. Bangkok Airways did not have this direction, but I followed AirAsia's instructions. Hopefully it is not a problem.

Thanks christianpfc. It didn't occur to me to stay in Phuket town, but it makes sense to stay there for a night to do sightseeing. I like a good mix, sightseeing and nightlife.

Day 10 WARNING: This post is kind of a downer. Proceed at your own risk. So it turns out, there was something wrong with me. I wake up in the middle of the night, still dark out, and I was a drenched in sweat. I had a slight fever, and my throat was a little bit sore. I immediately think of what could have possibly caused this. Was it Lao Tawan guy who was hiding the cough? But that was almost a week ago. Was it guzzling some of the cum from Xboy guy? You can get a lot of diseases from cum, but I don’t think any of it is directly respiratory (unless you inhale the cum, but then again if you do that, you have bigger problems than just catching a cold). I just blame the constant cycling of temperatures my body undergoes going from the hot and humid Pattaya outdoors to the cold and dry aircon’ned indoors. I do what mom taught me, and down two bottled waters, to hydrate my way out of being sick. I take some Tylenol PM, set my alarm for 10:30 AM, take off all my clothes drenched in sweat, get under the covers and try to sleep it off. I wake up at 9:45 AM, kind of pissed off that I woke up before the alarm. I have a slight headache, the slight sore throat is still there, and now I have a slight cough as well. Feed a cold, starve a fever. I head over to breakfast, and relieved that I get to make the Marriott breakfast buffet this morning. This buffet is probably my favorite breakfast in Thailand, because of the sheer variety of what is offered. There’s a Western section with the usual pastries, breads, many cheeses, made-to-order eggs and breakfast meats (including bacon, I stock up on this). There’s an Asian section with some sushi, rice dishes, soup and Thai dishes. And there’s a coffee bar with just about any coffee drink and style you want. I get some beef soup, in the hopes that it makes me feel better. I eat more than I want to, as I think the food will help me heal. I am getting breakfast free with my hotel perks, but I check the prices by the door and it says it is 800 baht a person (priciest one I’ve seen yet). I need to attack this cold head on. After breakfast, I look for a pharmacy, and find one at the end of the alley way where the Aya Hotel is on, Second Road side, beside the Family Mart. I walk in, and the lady at the cashier greets me. I ask her if they had anything for cold, cough, sore throat. She asks me if I had a fever (a little bit), if I had sore throat (a little bit), runny nose (no), some coughing (yes). She makes the corresponding hand gestures while she asks me these questions, no doubt used to tourists not adept in hearing accented English, or English overall. She gives me this cocktail: One for loosening mucus, an antibiotic, a pill for the fever, and a pill for cough. She tells me take one of each every four hours, not to exceed three days. I get a water from the Family Mart and take one of each pill. I get back to the hotel, ask for late checkout (2 PM), get back to the room and take another nap. I am changing hotels today, to stay at a hotel closer to Sunee Plaza. I’ve never been to any of the bars there, and really don’t know what to expect. I like bars with a sexy show, so I usually go to Dreamboys, Tawan, Jupiter, BBB and Xboys. Screwboys have shows some nights if there are enough customers. So based on some of the trip reports on here, I map out some of the bars and pick a hotel near the area. I wake up, its only 12:30 PM. I shove all my clothes and toiletries in my suitcase, get rid of any evidence of activities from last night, go to the lobby and check out. No charges, paid with points. I take my roller luggage and back pack and head over to the Royal Garden Plaza. I enter at the Second Rd entrance and exit out of the Beach Rd side. I hail a Baht Bus, and take the ride all the way to South Pattaya Rd, where I get on another Baht Bus going east. I get off by 3rd Rd where the Courtyard Marriott South Pattaya is a 3 minute walk from. Before this trip I checked out some maps of Sunee Plaza bars found online. I see that the Courtyard Marriott was roughly a 10 minute walk from the Nice Boys and Power Boys area. Seems like a no brainer to stay at that hotel. Google Maps have not failed me this trip. I cash in 30,000 points for the stay. I get to the Courtyard, hoping that when I check-in, I do not look like death because of sickness. Lots of Indians in the lobby, I’ve heard this is a popular spot for people from the subcontinent. With passport and credit card in hand, I get greeted with a sweet cold drink from hotel worker. Hotel receptionist notices my membership status, tells me I am upgraded to a deluxe room and get breakfast free. I don’t care right now, I’m sick and need to get better. The hotel looks new though I have read that this hotel was a recently renovated older hotel, and converted to a Marriott branded hotel. I get to the elevators and see some remnants of the old hotel, as the elevator looks like it’s going to fall apart any minute. I get to the 7th floor, and the room is really nice, nicer than American Courtyard Marriott rooms (everything is better in Thailand). I look at my watch, damn its only been 3 hours since I took those pills. I decide to get something to eat again to battle the sickness (feed a cold). I find a nice Indian restaurant close to the Courtyard. I order some baked mussels and some jasmine rice. Pretty spectacular food, and kill time watching Bollywood music videos on the big screen in the restaurant. The singing and dancing in these videos are really quite impressive. Maybe it’s the sickness, maybe its Xboy guy or Cambodia guy, but I decide at this point that I will just spend the rest of my vacation in Pattaya. My original plan was to spend two nights here near Sunee Plaza, and then get the car service (http://www.pttaxiservice.com) to take me to BKK back to the Crowne Plaza, where I will spend my last three days in Thailand enjoying the riches of Soi Twilight. I cancel BKK, cancel the car service to BKK, rebook it to take me to Suvarnabhumi from PTY. I book the Aya Hotel again for 2000 baht a night prepaid on Travelocity for the last three days. I get back to the room. I draw the curtains closed, and glad that it darkens the room enough that it simulates night time. I look at my watch: its time to take the pills. I take the 4 pills, drink one and a half bottled waters, take off all my clothes, get under the covers, and sleep for a 3rd time today. I am determined to beat this cold fast. I wake up at 8:30 PM, a 6 hour nap, and feel light years better. The sore throat and fever are gone. Cough still there, but has noticeably receded. I guess the pharmacist gave me some good shit. I pee like a racehorse, and promptly replace the fluids. I make coffee in the room, take a shower, and enjoy my coffee while reading trip reports for Sunee Plaza. I Line Xboy guy, and tell him that yes, I would like to meet him on his day off tomorrow, and to meet me at the Courtyard Marriott. Maybe his sweetness will heal me. Maybe it’ll be fun to go to Power Boys with him tomorrow. Maybe a threesome opportunity. I head over to Nice Boys. I pick this bar based on some reviews and reports. Google Maps is fairly accurate, as I see the unmistakable façade of the bar. But the street looks deserted. There were some guys (mamasans?) by the door. It does not look inviting. Maybe because its Tuesday and its slow? Maybe everyone is inside and having a good time? The vibe is definitely different from Boyztown. I come in. I see about 5 farang and 2 older Asians. I order a drink. Lighting not as crisp as I am used to. Seating is worn but doable. And the boys onstage. Maybe I am just not a Sunee Plaza guy? The guys are cute, for sure, but no one was remarkable enough for me to be motivated to make an immediate off. Some of the farang had some boys sitting with them, and from my vantage point, it looks like they were having a great time. What was I missing? I try to find my boy for the night. Not looking promising so far. I look at boys with customers, some of them very cute. Maybe the good ones are taken. Some of the boys onstage were trying to get my attention. All of them were slim types. Some were on their phones. I see a boy who looked young, dark skin, great ass. Maybe I can make something work here. I motion to him to get his attention, he sits with me, smells good, nice smile, but can’t speak English at all. Mamasan translates, he is 19, Thai, bottom. Does everything. Magic words. I ask for ID, age checks out. I hang out with boy for 10 minutes. He was just sitting there, holding my hand, and was staring into space. I decide, fuck it, I’ll off this boy. Nothing was going on in the bar for me. Most of the customers were just looking at the boys, not doing anything. Some of them sitting with their boys. I can’t talk to the boy. I don’t want to draw out this night any further. So I’ll just fuck him in the hotel and regroup for more Sunee Plaza fun tomorrow. I pay for drinks and off fee (750 baht, that’s cheap). Mamasan asks me where my hotel was. I tell them the Courtyard, and they don’t recognize the name. I give them directions, and give them the address in Thai. They finally figure out where it is. I am guessing they want to know where their boy is going in case I turn out to be a serial killer. They’re good guys. I ask mamasan to tell boy where we are going. Boy changes to street clothes, we leave the bar. We pass by a 7-11 and I ask boy if he was hungry, gesturing an eating motion. He says yes, and he gets a frozen rice dish and a water. I like feeding my boys when I off them. I imagine this makes them more at ease with me, as well as providing them with the necessary energy required to do the filthy things I will ask them to do later. We get to the hotel, no one there to check ID. We get to the room, I tell him to eat first. He turns on the TV, and flips the channels till he finds cartoons. He laughs at the cartoons and eats his food. I take a shower first. I finish, he is transfixed on cartoons. He showers. Comes out. I love his brown skin. Youthful build. I take off the towel. Nice sized penis. Great ass. OK, I can work with this. I can get over the no talking and just get great sex, right? We lay on the bed. I take the remote to turn off the TV, he protests. He wants to watch cartoons while we do it. LOL. That’s not creepy at all. I turn off TV. He kisses me a little bit, and then does not do it anymore. He just lays there. I tell him to work on my dick. He does a good job, but does not do it long either. This is not going well. I look at his ass, its great. So I take his best feature and just rim the boy. OK, this is good. I get hard doing this. His ass was perfect for rimming. I do this for a while. Boy does not seem to mind. I chuck wow till I am close. I stop, rim him some more, and then put on condom. I fuck him for 5 minutes and then cum. I ask him to chuck wow and he does it till he cums. Not the best off I’ve ever had, probably ranks close to the bottom actually. His ass salvaged the night, but it takes way more than that to get me satisfied. He rushes to the bathroom and showers. Comes back, turns on the TV again and watches more cartoons. I check Line and respond to hotel boy and send a heart emoji to Xboy Guy (I have to give my affection somewhere). No reply. After 10 minutes boy puts on clothes. I give him 1200 baht, probably the smallest boy tip I’ve ever given in Thailand. He takes the cash and thanks me. He leaves. I breathe a sigh of relief. One lousy off does not forever taint a bar for me. Moral of the story: I need to check out this bar again on a better night. Even better, maybe some of you cool forum members can go with me, and show me how to correctly have fun at Sunee Plaza. The reports here boast about chuck wows in the bar, boys game for everything, and just a generally more laid-back atmosphere than BT. I could not recreate that tonight. Maybe tomorrow is a better time to do it.

Touché vinapu :-).

It was a calculated risk. I am always worried about what I can catch from these boys, since they are sex workers. In general, I worry about any guy who I hookup with. I don't want to catch something nasty and give it to my BF. I take PrEP, but this does not give me carte blanche to do bareback or be reckless. I view it as an insurance policy more than anything. But sometimes you get carried away in the moment. I'm just glad this was the full extent of my carelessness. Also, life is too short.

Day 9 I am not sure what time we fell asleep last night, but we miss breakfast at the Marriott. Small price to pay I guess. I wake up close to 12 noon, and soon Xboy guy starts to wake up as well, looking lovely. Ahhh, to be young again and look as fresh waking up as you did when you did going to bed. He is smiling, he is hard. I kiss his cock. It seemed to like it. We fool around for a while and then I realize that he probably has a life outside of prostitution, and I really don’t like overstaying my welcome, even if I am paying you to see me naked. I tell him this, his response, verbatim: “Up to you.” OK, if it were up to me, I wouldn’t leave this room. If it were up to me, I’d just spend the rest of my waking days with him. I snap out of it. “Let’s have breakfast.” We head down to Coffee Club, since Marriott breakfast ended at 11 AM. I get the breakfast big meal, he gets the Spanish sausage omelet. And lots of coffee. We talk, we laugh. I tell him my plans for the day: gym, tailor second fitting, nap, bar. His: “Up to you.” We get back to the room. We shower together. He mentions that his days off are Wednesdays, which is in two days. I ask, no customer that day? You have fun, watch movies, go out on off day? He says no, he tells me this because if I wanted to see him again this week, it should be Wednesday so I don’t have to pay off fee to Xboys. That’s pretty considerate of him. I said I’ll confirm tomorrow. I guess there is no time off for boy if there is money to be made. He gets dressed (sad). I give him 2500 baht (5PM-1PM, 125 baht an hour – I’m freaking out on how cheap this is). Again, he doesn’t count the money. I tell him I’ll see him again. Another kiss. He leaves. I call my BF. I greet him a Happy Valentine’s Day (at 11 PM California time). I feel the love from him. I’m feeling the love from everyone right now, it feels like. I haven’t checked Line for a while. See some “Hi” texts from Cambodia boy, wondering when we will meet next. Hotel Boy keeps the long flirtation alive. I wonder if this is going anywhere. I check Grindr, some Money Boys I’ve replied to some are wondering if I was ever going to meet them. I halfheartedly answer some of them, I get some more pictures from the more serious ones. I waste a lot of time this way. It’s almost 3 PM. I am not motivated to go to the gym. I go anyway. The gym is deserted, I figure mid-afternoon is not a popular time to go. I power through the workout, and get the 100 baht protein drink from the spa again. I notice the spa rates on the wall, maybe I should walk down Boyztown and get a happy massage? No, not feeling it. I wait till its 5 PM, and then take the Baht Bus to AMA Fashion tailors. One of my suit jackets is done, I try it on, and it looks too big! The sleeves are too puffy, shoulders too big, and not slim fit at all. I don’t know what happened. The two tailors helping me are apologetic. I was supposed to get all my stuff in 2 days, but now will have to get another fitting to make sure everything is fine. All the dress shirts are done. I try one and the fit is perfect. I wonder how they managed to mess up my suit jacket. We plan on scheduling another fitting in two days. Motivation’s pretty low right now. I don’t know if its because I miss my bf, or Xboy Guy, or I just need to take a break from boys. Maybe I just need a nap. So I do, and set the alarm for 8 PM. Alarm comes, and I get dressed and head over to Coffee Club to get an Iced Coffee to wake me up. I get an interesting message on Hornet, from a Taiwanese guy visiting Pattaya. He tells me he travels a lot for work, mostly around Southeast Asia, China and Japan (“like Madonna”, he says, alluding to the pop star’s current concert tour around Asia). He said he wants to try to go to a bar tonight, and wouldn’t want to go alone. This is probably not a hookup meetup. I’m cool with that, it’ll free me up to get a new boy tonight. He wanted to go to Boyzboyzboyz. This works out, if he picked Xboys, I might see Xboy guy there and may want to off him again, and I want to try out a new boy tonight. I get to Boyztown at 10:20 PM, plenty of people in the streets on a Monday night. I guess it’s still peak season. I get to the seating area outside of Boyzboyzboyz, and while waiting for Taiwan guy, I get invited by cute guy to sit beside him. He doesn’t seem to be a gogo boy, more like a receptionist of some sort (he had a clipboard). He asks where I am from, I tell him, he says “I thought you Vietnamese”. Maybe American means only Caucasian to most Thais? And shocked when an Asian brother turns out to be American? It doesn’t bother me. I do notice that my Asian looks put me in the Chiang Mai, Northern Vietnam, Southern China region. I’ve only been called Japanese one time, after getting a “Dozo” from a bar barker while strolling down Soi Cowboy one night. Sorry, no ping pong shows for me, thank you very much. Taiwan guy arrives, 10:35 PM. We shake hands, then head into BBB for the show. Since we are late, all the good seats are taken, and we get seated at the very front, right side, on plastic seats. Peak season inside as well. We share a tiny side table with some farangs seated to the right of us. Lots of farangs tonight, way more than I’ve seen this trip in any BKK or PTY bar. We both orders beers. The boys are still posing, advertising their wares. There are fewer boys than last weekend, but a few new ones that look humpable. Probably total tops. That’s always my luck. Someday I will have to take it up the ass to get my money’s worth from these total top hotties. While we wait for the show to start, Taiwan guy and I make small talk about home and jobs. He usually prefers the BKK scene, and has work there as well abd he spends most of his time in Thailand working, and squeezes in (pun intended) some bar time in the evenings. He likes Pattaya because it takes him away from work, but with regards to gay stuff, he is more of an acolyte of Soi Twilight than Boyztown or Sunee. The boys leave, the show’s about to start. Theme music plays, and the host reminds people that cameras are not allowed. First up, sexy boy dancing. Again, the same boys that did the first sexy boy dance last visit, were here again. Most of them look great: tall, muscular, abs, ample bulge in briefs, amazing asses. I can see them getting offed first by the people here. I’ve seen this number before with the same boys, but seeing them in these front row seats enhance the experience. You can see veins in the arms, individual ab muscles, tiny body hair in the back or legs. You can also see one or two guys wearing some concealing makeup on their face. Sitting front row has its pros and cons. Up next, the big cock show music begins to play (Mi Mi Mi by Serebro). And then, two men in black unfurl a white sheet with holes cut out in them. They hold up the sheet, and boys start congregating behind the sheet. And then one-by-one, you see it, hard erect penises come out of the holes. Well this is a unique way to do it. Some of the cocks are impressive, but with all the guys jostling around behind the sheet, those boys with less than “big cock” have a harder time getting their cocks to stay in the holes. It’s a nice presentation, but I am the kind of guy who appreciates the whole package (pun intended). I like cocks for sure, but I also like the other parts attached to said cock. I like cocks, asses, bodies, and most of all, faces. That’s probably why I’ve never had the urge to seek out anonymous glory holes. Finally, they take down the white sheet, and reveal the handsomeness of the guys. Again, I can see myself offing most of these guys, and I again, I suspect that all of them are total tops. Taiwan guy is frozen in disbelief, staring at the spectacle. Maybe he is rethinking his preference for BKK bars. One of the guys in black goes offstage and returns with a basket of ping pong balls. I whisper to Taiwan guy, a ping pong show in a boy bar? That sounds painful. But no, the other guy in black gets some mini bowling pins and sets them on the stage close to where we were sitting. It’s a game of bowling with ping pong balls, using their big cocks to putt the balls and knock down the pins. This is stupid fun. One guy with a huge erection tries out first and misses horribly, launching the ping pong ball into the audience. Hopefully his aim is better in bed. Next huge erection guy tries it, and gets a strike. Impressive, but one of the pins flies off of the stage and knocks over Taiwan guy’s beer, and beer spills on closest farang’s leg. Taiwan guy tries to salvage the rest of his beer and laughs. Farang is not laughing, but is a good sport and asks for some tissue. Some mamasans promptly supply the tissues, and all is good in the world. Two more guys try but do not get strikes. And then same old dance numbers come. Hot, but predictable. I need to go to other bars to mix it up. The show ends with the shower bit, and after that, boys come onstage again to advertise. About 70% of the audience leaves after show. We take our drinks and check bin thingies to more comfortable seating. I try to look for my next boy. Some promising boys on stage, but also look at the dancers who dance on platforms in the middle and the back of the bar. The dancers are usually all versatile, all gay, some fem, some middle of the road. Every trip I usually end up offing 2 or 3 of them, because sometimes they are usually the only bottoms in the bar (that I haven’t offed yet). I notice some old-timers, but see three new ones I’ve never seen before. I point to a cute, shorter one to Taiwan guy. He approves. I ask my usual mamasan and confirms he is a bottom. He gets called, and sits down between the two of us. I order him a drink. He is Lao, 26, been gogo boy for 4 months. He is gay, he admits, and asks me where I am from and what I do (none of his business, I tell him some generic thing). He feels very warm (from dancing), and he is a little bit more muscular than the other dancers. I ask what he does in bed, he immediately says “everything”. I ask what is everything, he says he bottoms, tops, kisses, sucks. Good at kissing he says. How much? He says 2000 baht. That’s what I gave the last guy. I am OK with this, he certainly checks all the boxes. Not super passionate about this off but he is probably the best I can get at the bar tonight, and I am eager to try out new boy. Taiwan guy just peruses the sea of boys, trying to assess his options. I ask boy to change to street clothes as I wanted to leave before the cabaret show started at 12 midnight. I pay up, 1050 baht for my drink, boy drink and off fee. Taiwan guy pays for his drink. Lao guy comes back, looking nice in a tight button down shirt, fashionable jeans, and nice leather shoes. I guess this confirms he is gay. We all leave, and I make sure we walk by Xboys. I tell Taiwan guy, this should be your next bar. I had fun in there. He concurs, thanks me for the company, and goes inside. I ask Lao boy if he was hungry. He said he was, he has been dancing since 9:30 PM. We go to 7-11 and he gets a frozen rice dish and gets it warmed up. He also gets some water. I get some condoms (somehow I go through these too much) as well and pay for everything. We get to the Marriott, a guard is there surprisingly, and asks for Lao boy’s passport and my room number. We come up to the room and tell Lao guy he can relax and eat his dinner first. He takes off his shoes, shirt and pants, neatly lays them out on a nearby chair, and eats his food, only wearing his underwear. I approve of this. Hot boys who eat in my presence should be as naked as possible. Actually scratch that, hot boys in my presence should be as naked as possible, regardless of activity. With better English, than most, he tells me about the little village he grew up in. He tells me he likes Pattaya more than Laos, he is free to be gay here. He enjoys being a money boy and living in Thailand, because he earns more money here than in his hometown. He tells me I should visit Vientiane. He showers first, and then my turn. The hickie is almost gone, thank goodness. We kiss, and yes, he is a good kisser. Nice and deep kissing. He tastes good. We fool around a little bit. He reaches for a condom, puts it on me, and he sits on me and tries to make something happen. I am taking too long, and wonder why. I usually can cum easily this way. I try a different position. I try for some time but just couldn’t cum. We are both drenched in sweat. I take off the condom, he asks is everything OK. I say yeah, just tired (my usual excuse). I lay down, rubbing sweat off my forehead. He then sits up and then raises both my legs and looks at my ass. “I fuck you?” I say no, smiling, only top. He asks again, I say no again. He puts his crotch against my butt and simulates fucking. I let him. He asks again, bending my legs so that he can kiss me. I say no, I haven’t done it in years (lie, I’ve done it more recently). He then takes his hard dick and puts the tip on my hole. I laugh at this, thinking that this is harmless, but then tries to push deeper and that’s when I push back. I wasn’t mad. Smiling, I tell him maybe next time. I am not prepared now. He smiles, and then says “I fuck you?” I tell him, well why don’t we just cum together? He says sure, but he says he will cum when “I fuck you.” He was being cute about it, and not aggressive at all. He was not begging, but was firm and relentless. I promise him next time, I get him, he can fuck me. Right now, we both cum and I tip you. He finally relents, and we both chuck wow while kissing. We shower together, and I ask him if he was really a total top, he says no, everything, but just wanted to top tonight. We dress, me in underwear and shirt, him with his dapper clothing. I give him 2000 baht as promised. We exchange Line. He leaves, and a few minutes later get call from guard. I go to bed, wondering what was wrong with me tonight.

LOL @ fiction. I wish I had the imagination to dream up these scenarios. Shall I just quit now while I'm ahead? I don't want to get heartburn over every minor detail that seems unbelievable to some of you folks.

Hahaha you guys are awesome. And here I thought you guys are gonna complain about my overtipping the boys, or my choice of hotels. Didn't think you'd have a problem thinking a young guy would choose the News to translate to me, or cost of the sales rack items at the GAP. My problem is I pack in too many details in these things. Maybe I should cut down on the deets in future installments. At least I can entertain you on a lazy afternoon. I use the dictation app Dragon Dictation to "write" these reports, and then just do a quick edit and grammar check (not totally successful, when I reread these) in Word. No, I am not a writer! It would be embarrassing if I were, as it's obvious that I am not good at it (as some of you point out). I'm better with numbers (hint).

Yeah it's pretty challenging. We would have to repeat ourselves numerous times using the speech to text function to get the correct words translated. Lots of repeating, frustration, hand gestures. I find it was useful for me to paste my translations on http://www.thai2english.com to ensure that my point is correctly being conveyed. That website gives you a rough word for word translation of your Thai text. Not useful for sentence structure or syntax, but it ensures that the keywords of the idea you're trying to convey are all there. And it sure beats the alternative, not talking at all. If I had this technology a decade or so ago in my semester in Europe back in college, I probably would've gotten laid more (yes, it's all about sex for me haha).

Day 8 I feel like the worst boyfriend in the world. Today is Valentine’s Day. And five months ago I booked this Sex Tourist Vacation without regard to the most sentimental of all holidays. And now I wake up in the arms of a money boy, and my boyfriend is alone, 7,500 miles away, probably wondering what I am doing on Valentine’s Day. OK, in all honesty, I don’t feel that bad. My BF and I are both unsentimental people. We don’t care (as much) about Valentine’s as we do our actual love for each other. He knows about my ways here in Thailand, and he probably has company at our house right now. Knowing him, he probably doesn’t have company (really). He’s a saint, I am not. He knows this about me, and he loves me anyway. That’s modern relationships for you. Its 9 AM. I wake up Cambodia boy. He looks much better today than yesterday. He’s glowing, happy, smiling, and hard as a rock. We have quickie sex, unshowered, a first for me in Thailand. He still smells like he is freshly showered, I probably don’t smell as fresh. He does not seem to care. After, he whispers “I love you, Happy Valentines Day.” I say nothing but kiss him deeply in response. We take a shower together. He is giggling and being playful. I have my boy back. He wears the clothes I bought him, and we venture out to breakfast. I choose the Casa Pascal (Fine Dining) buffet this morning, and is just a short walk from Aya heading north on Second Rd. It is more expensive that my previous buffets at 240 baht per person, but it has bacon (my holy grail), and have more upscale items than the Lek Hotel or Apex Hotel buffets. Hawaiian fried rice, sausage, ham, cook to order eggs. Rice porridge, croissants, and other pastries. Cambodia Boy piles on the food, probably because he knows I am saying goodbye to him after this, and won't be able to eat as well on his own. Lots of selfies with the food, without the food, by the buffet, by the restaurant. Back at the Aya, he makes me promise to see him again this trip before I leave Pattaya. I don’t know how, I leave in 4 days, and there are so many boys to see (I’m a whore), but I make the promise anyway. I give him 2500 baht. He is grateful. He then tells me the bills he can pay now: 600 baht for his room for the month, 800 baht for the gym membership, the rest for groceries and other things. I walk him out, straight to the Family Mart at the end of the Soi, where I needed some toiletries. I tell him to grab a few things he may need for the house. He gets some shampoo, soap, condoms, chapstick, lotion, face cream. Tools of the trade to keep himself beautiful for us. I forgot how much I paid. It is not enough to save him I’m sure, but it is good enough for today. Aya again, I call home. BF is having fun, and is hanging out with friends. Glad he is having a great time. I tear up when he says he misses me. I fire up Grindr, my sentimentality quickly fades away. I get some Valentine’s Day Line messages from money boys of vacations past. Yesterday, during gym time, I messaged Xboy Thai guy, asking him if he was busy Valentine’s night. He told me no. I tell him to not go to Xboys tonight and just go to me and spend the night at the hotel. I tell him I will pay for his off fee. He is grateful. He confirms today, and I tell him I am switching hotels to the Marriott today. I feel that 3 nights at the Aya Hotel was long enough to assess if it was a cheap acceptable alternative to my usual hotels. Before this, I’ve always stayed at the Marriott Pattaya (it's literally just next door). It is usually 3000 to 8000 baht a night, pretty pricey for sure. I cash in 100,000 points to stay in the hotel free for 2 nights: Feb 14 and 15. I figure spending the 14th there would be good, since I’ve already chosen the boy to spend the love holiday with, and why not at a ritzy hotel like the Marriott. If I am going to be fake romantic with a money boy, I should do it right. I pack up my stuff. I need to do laundry, my clothes are all dirty. I check out, all prepaid, so no charges. It was 1500 baht a night prepaid in advance, so I felt like the Aya was a tremendous deal. Apart from the thinly walled doors, its proximity to Boyztown, decent facilities, no joiner fee, and comfortable bed and room made it a good choice. I’ll be back for sure. I take the two minute walk from the Aya to the Marriott. The Marriott is an American-style hotel, probably a 4-star in USA standards. I check-in, they make a photocopy of my passport, put a deposit in my credit card. They upgrade me to a high floor corner room with a huge patio balcony and a view of the pool. There are chocolates on the bed, and a hand-written note that says “Happy Valentine’s Day.” I eat the chocolates coz I’m a fatty on the inside. I change to gym clothes, and before heading up to the hotel gym, take a 7 minute walk (for cardio) to my favorite laundry, the Laundry Express Shop, between Sois 16 and 17 on Second Rd. I've used them twice before, pretty reliable. if you take it to them early enough in the day, you'll get it before 4 PM same day. I take 10 t-shirts, some underwear, 2 short pants and 1 long pants to the nice uncle who heads the shop. He asks me for my hotel name and room number. He said he'll have it done by 4 PM today for pick up. I walk back to the Marriott and head to the gym. It is fairly extensive, complete cardio and weight equipment, and has a spa on the second floor. I get a good workout in, and buy a 100 baht protein shake at the spa. I Line Xboy Guy to meet me at the Marriott at 5 PM. I take a short nap, and wake up at 4:00PM. I pick up my laundry. 330 baht for everything. I give 350 baht, no change needed. Clothes are folded and looked pressed. Not bad at all. I head back, take a quick shower, and soon I meet Xboy Guy at the lobby. Xboy Guy, as you may recall: the Angelic face and a body that will drive you to sin. Looks so young until you undress him and think adult things. Boyish giggles and manly groans. Dichotomies. I see him at the lobby, he rushes over and hugs me. He looks even younger in the daylight as he does at night, as he wraps a well-muscled manly arm around me. Dichotomies. I ask to see his ID to make sure I am not a pedophile (too late but oh well). I read, January 22, 1995. I’m safe. Can’t be too careful. Though his pic on the ID looks like he is 12 years old. We get to the room. He goes out to the balcony, and looks at the view. Goes back in, we lay on the bed. Google Translate to the rescue. This time, he does try to say things in English, before relying on google. He hates being a gogo boy, but his coworkers are fun, and the mamasans are very protective. He says he is still new and doesn’t have many friends in Pattaya. So he has a lot of time for the gym and not much else (which explains the amazing physique). He goes to the movies alone. He said he just saw Deadpool and thought it was funny (heck yeah). He does not go out, only drinks alcohol with customers. Keeps to himself mostly. He asks if I have seen snow. I say yes, and he tells me his dream is to see snow. I tell him there is no snow in LA where I live, but ski resorts three hours away have them. I show him a picture of me at Mammoth Ski Resort a few weeks ago. He asks about snowboarding. I’m pretty sure there are no Thai words for “snowboard”. I tell him my favorite place in the world is Yosemite Park. I show him pics of me climbing Half Dome. He wants to go with me to climb it. We turn on the TV. We watch a Thai News telecast. I ask him what are they talking about. He tells me using google translate. He translates what they are saying by translating it on Google Translate. Lots of communication layers there. I enjoy this roundabout way to watch the news. He changes it to a music channel. A Thai ballad comes on, he tells it’s a “Song sad”, gesturing with his hands, pretending to cry and frown, interpreting the mood of the song. He does his best to translate the Thai song for me. Guy misses his girl, wants her back. I Shazam it, and download the song. Next song is also a sad love song. This time a girl misses a guy, and wants him back. Shazam. Download. This is an extra-difficult conversation we are having here. Lots of translating, lots of misheard words, mis-pronounced dictation, mis-translations. But we are bonding, and understand the difficulty, and we both are patient enough and understanding enough to commit to the process. We make a connection to each other because of the difficulty, instead of it being a hindrance. He seemed fully committed to know me, and is making every effort to make it happen. Language barrier be damned. We do this for 3 hours. It probably will only take two English speakers 30 minutes to finish the same conversation. But we were both proud of each other for at least getting an idea of what the life of the other person is like. But it is now 9:00 PM. I tell him I want to go to Xboys and pay his off fee, and stay for the early show. So we make a mad dash to dinner at the Coffee Club next to the hotel at the Royal Garden Plaza. I get the Pad Thai, he gets the chicken curry. We head over to Xboys. He explains the situation to his boss. We sit down at my usual spot (couch next to the door). We get drinks, the show starts. He again wraps himself around me, like we are watching a movie. A very sexy movie. The boys are all onstage. I tease him that I want to off another guy to have sex with him. He is at first shocked, and then laughs realizing I was joking. He then proceeds to identify the bottoms (he said in case I grow tired of him, laughing). He has a lot of fun seeing the dance numbers with me. Giggles at his friends who are onstage, and tells me a little bit about the boys that he knows the best. He is having a lot fun, as am I, seeing him this way. I pay 950 baht for the drinks and the off fee. We leave and hold hands on the 5-minute walk from Xboys to the Marriott (he didn’t care, so I decided I shouldn’t either). I get a lot of greetings from hotel staff, but no one checks ID. We get to the room, he immediately undresses, and then undresses me. The lighting at the Marriott rooms are so much better than at the Aya, because that magnificent body was looking better tonight. We shower together like last time. We have sex, but the sex this time is more happy, more joyful. Lots of smiling, giggling, lots of tenderness, no urgency to cum, just there for mutual pleasure. He cums first, my face again. I eat up some of it (I didn’t care, it tasted great). I clean up, fuck him, and cum in the condom. Clean up again. We then go out to the patio balcony, sit naked on the chaise lounges, and just enjoy the evening, the night sky, the company. His naked, smooth brown body glows in moonlight. I order beers from room service. Life is good. We go to bed. No phone call from guard tonight. No reality allowed tonight. Just a boy with a soul of a man, with a man who, just for tonight, feels like a boy again. Dichotomies.