Vessey's Trip Report August 2015

[kokopelli]

I did like the narrative on Eros and enjoyed many of the photos in report, but must say, the photos of the lady-boys did give me the "willies". No offensive to willie-willie.

[Vessey]

Day 13 and 14, 1st and 2nd September 2015

For the next few days there is little to report on this forum, my tummy troubles reasserted themselves and I spent much of the days in bed but the occasional girl dropping in to nurse me (in exchange for a modest hand-out of course), and with my Long Time, Eve returning for the next three nights. If my health had deteriorated, then my libido had also plumeted.





Day 15, Thursday 3rd September 2015

Tummy problems persisted and my cock dangles lifeless, but I am determined to rouse myself a little and maybe go and visit Chai and get a massage and see if he resuscitate my poor cock.

I still felt sufficiently weak to get a taxi-bike to Chai’s massage shop. Pre-warned he was there waiting for me and seemed quite concerned as to how I was feeling. We go through to the massage room and find a relatively secluded booth where I strip off – he stays to help me and looks down at my shrunken cock and shakes his head with mock disbelief ‘mai sabbi!’ he says sadly. I can but agree!


(another FB pic again I am afraid0

As I have said before, first and foremost Chai does a really great oil massage and I relax under his touch as he massages away on my back, bum and legs. Turn-over time and my cock is completely unresponsive, even when he is massaging away around my tummy, groin and balls – nothing at all! This is serious! I urge him to do his best to massage my cock and he does so, dripping oil on it and pulling, squeezing and tweaking.

After a couple of completely unresponsive minutes the miracle starts to happen. My cock starts to thicken, Chai redoubles his efforts, and slowly it starts to get hard – the boy has healing hands I tell you! I was overjoyed – it does still work! Slowly and methodically he strokes away at it, sometimes long strokes along the length of the shaft, sometimes just little short strokes around the head and sometimes using the palms of his hands to ‘polish’ the top of the head itself. My cock is now happily pulsating away to his touch. I am nowhere near cumming, but oh the relief to know that it still works! LOL

With a sign from me Chai abandons my cock and gets behind me to massage my scalp and face – I just melt into his lap as he does so. Massage concluded he gets a bigger than usual ‘extras’ tip – I just felt so relieved and grateful to him.

Well this opened up possibilities!

Or maybe not! I lined up a Short Time with a girl who I have seen on and off for a couple of years – Miss Sex on Legs – or Olive for short! But would my cock respond to her? - not a chance. Olive was as sexy and playful as ever, but my cock slept through the lot.



Likewise my Long Time Eve was reaching major frustration levels with me, she turned up hot and horny and all I wanted was a cuddle and sleep!




Day 16, Friday 4th September 2015

Actually felt quite a bit better this morning, first solid poo in days and pissing out my cock again. Sorry, but these things become important! LOL Also got a message from a friend from the UK, he had landed a few hours ago and did I want breakfast at the Queen Victoria about 10.30am? Yes I could go for that!

But what to do about Eve, I liked her and enjoyed her company and she had put up with me whilst I was feeling low and ill, but I felt that it was time that I moved on. But on the other hand I didn’t want to just fuck her this morning (and I probably could manage that this morning) and then tell her to piss off, that would be really unfair. So as she awoke I made out that I wasn’t really feeling any better and that I would just pay her as normal. I also told her that I was seeing friends tonight and couldn’t see her again tonight.



Bless her she seemed unphased, almost as if she was expecting me to say something like that. She remained pleasant and cheerful until it was time for her to go, a quick kiss and a cuddle and she was out of the door. All in all she deserved better than to be my part-time nursemaid for four nights!

Downstairs I duly met up with my friend, better yet breakfast was his treat, I risked an omelette and ate most of it, yes I was feeling quite a bit better – at least compared to the last few days I was. My friend shares my interest in ladyboys as well as girls, although BoyzTown and all its associated activities lies beyond his boundaries. We had talked most days by Facebook messenger and had all sorts of plans to go off bar-hopping together around Ladyboyland as well as on Soi 6.

We happily chatted about his flight and his hotel and about our plans for the next week or so. I left the breakfast table feeling both better and more optimistic about the remainder of my holiday.

No need for ATM or laundry today, I had a room-safe full of baht still – hadn’t really been spending much over the last few days, and I had spend far more time naked in bed than wearing any clothes! – so there were some silver linings to my little cloud of ill-health of the last few days.

Still back to my room to rest after breakfast and let my meal settle safely. There I found a Facebook message from ladyboy Mo(LikesSex), she would be back at Z Bar shortly if I wanted to see her again. Well that would certainly test my recovery, but I agreed, I had had such a great time with her the previous week.

It was about 3pm when I went down to find her, she was sitting on her own out front, she looked up, saw me approaching, and stood up and smiled. Did I want a drink, no I said but I pay bar – 300 baht on the bar and we were off up to my room. She seemed more than happy.



Quick shower each and onto the bed together, I told her of my illness and how I was still a bit delicate and that she was certainly going to be putting nothing at all up my ass this time – not even a finger! How much she understood of all this I don’t know, but her response was to put my hand on her already erect cock while she leaned across and got to work on mine. She did a good job, I was hard within a couple of minutes.

For a while we played and licked and sucked and stroked. She wanted to cum, and she wanted me to fuck her as she did. Not an unreasonable request, despite her pulling a face as I insisted on a condom, so that is what I did. Her on her back, me on top with her legs on my shoulders, a squirt of KY and I was balls deep inside her as she stroked her cock furiously as I proceeded to fuck her. I took it fairly slow as I wanted my back to hold out for as long as possible, but after a few minutes she cum quite heavily and I relaxed and lay back on my back.

No I couldn’t cum, but at least I had stayed hard throughout and got her to cum; so quite an improvement for me. She was paid and left happily – I had planned on seeing her again, but sadly not – we keep in touch still on Facebook – she really does like sex does Mo!

Well that exhausted my energy for a while and I happily rested for a couple of hours. But later I got to thinking, was I really just going to spend another evening in my room – and I had no Long Time planned for tonight to keep me company either.

No this wouldn’t do, it wouldn’t do at all. I needed to get up off my ass and do something. An idea crept into the back of my mind, I played with my cock and started to wank it – yes it got hard – ok. I was going to go and see Vit for a ‘massage’ – he has never failed to get me to cum this holiday and frankly I felt horny and my balls felt heavy. It was a risk, but I gave him a call.

A 80 baht taxi-bike to the edge of Boyztown and in, round the corner, to his shop and he was outside with all the other boys, about twenty of them, but he was looking out for me. In and paid the 1.5k baht at reception, Vit was given the room key, and up we went. He wanted to know why he hadn’t seen me for a five days and I explained the best I could. ‘Ok, you fuck me today’ he said.



We showered and returned to the room, a ten minute excuse of a massage as I lay on my tummy, I again felt his erect cock brushing my bum crack as he reached up to my shoulders, involuntarily I squeezed my bum cheeks around his cock as he did so. He started to tease my bum hole with the head of his cock giving his funny little laugh as he did so. I almost wanted him to press ahead.

He lay me on my back and started to stroke my cock and moved forwards so that I could reach his – he already had beads of pre-cum oozing from the head of his cock – horny little bugger. It didn’t take many strokes of his cock before he had cum all over my chest. Soon mopped up and within a few more minutes of fooling about together he was starting to get hard again – oh what it is to be young and virile! He had tried hard to get me off whilst this was going on but to no avail.

Undeterred he gets up and kneels down, head on the pillow, ass in the air, his bum hole winking at me. My cock was still pleasingly hard, and stayed so even when the condom was rolled on. Lots of massage oil and I got on my knees behind him and edged forward. He still finds this quite painful (although not nearly as much as I do when the roles are reversed!), so I took it slow and steady and just eased the head of my cock into his ass and paused for a few moments, and then reaching round and giving his re-hardened cock a stroke I watched as my cock slowly disappeared into his ass. I heard him cry out a little and sprayed more oil on as I withdrew and the pushed in again.

For a while I just enjoyed watching myself fuck him (I got a good view, I had clearly lost weight over the last 10 days!). Once his ass was open I could pull all the way out and then push back in with little discomfort for him. He was wanking his cock like crazy as I was doing this. I picked up the pace, took a hold of his waist and started to really fuck him. Only a few moments later he groaned as he cum again. He showed me his hand all covered in cum, I wiped it off and massaged it onto his bum cheeks as I pumped away. But no I couldn’t cum.

I withdrew as gently as I could and watched his ass hole gape and then slowly close. He is up, pushing me onto my back and oiling my cock and stroking away vigorously at it, he wanted me to cum and was trying a third time to get me off. It still didn’t work, I was close, but not quite there, and so he came and lay alongside me and snuggled up for a bit. I found my hand resting on his cock, it started to thicken again – he had already cum twice this session and here he was getting hard again. I continued to play with his cock and I felt it get harder and harder. ‘Can you really cum again?’ I asked, ‘yes think so’ he replied.

Laying me on my back again he came and sat on my upper chest facing me so that his erect cock was reachable with hand and mouth and I started to suck, lick and stroke him. I tasted the pre-cum again on the head of his cock – yes he probably can cum again. All the time I was stroking my own cock which too was dribbling pre-cum – he reached back and got some on his fingers and made me taste it – ‘same same mine?’ he asked laughing.

I keep going on his cock, he is close to cumming again I can tell, his eyes are tight shut and he is concentrating hard, I too am getting close to cumming I can feel it welling-up. He beats me to it and cums on my face – not much, after all it is his third time in less than an hour. But then I cum all over his back, several thick spurts; damn I needed that, I so needed that!



The mattress is a mess, we are a mess, and after a brief recovery period for both of us we head to the shower together and again he positions me sideways to him and carefully soaps and washes me before he does himself. I give a laugh as I see that his back is still dripping with my cum and I wash it off for him.

Back in the room we dress, I take a couple of pics and I give him a generous tip, he looks surprised, but by god the lad earned it tonight, that was a truly memorable shag! (even now weeks later I can still visualise every moment of it) I ask him if he wants long-time with me tonight back at the hotel, but I get a sorry cannot from him – a refusal eased with a hug and a kiss from him. I press no further – not sure how the Queen Victoria (yet alone anyone else on Soi 6) would react anyway if I turned up at night with a boy?

That was the best session I have had with Vit so far, but it was exhausting, perhaps I am not fully recovered after all – but the sheer joy of emptying my balls after so many days was worth all the tiredness than followed!

It was only about 9.15 when I left Vit’s shop and got a baht bus down second road to Soi 6. Back to my room to rest a while before going back out onto Soi 6 for a drink with friends.

Now I had by now fulfilled all the pre-trip promises I had made to girls and (mostly) ladyboys to ‘see’ them. All except one, a little ladyboy called Coco who used to work in So What Bar and with whom I had had a threesome a year or so ago. I recall her being rather eclipsed by the other ladyboy involved, but we had recently struck up some conversations on Face Book and low season was hitting her quite hard and yes, I promised to spend some time with her.

She was now working in Pat Bar directly opposite So What Bar. Indeed Pat Bar had undergone some sort of transformation and the bar immediately below it had been opened up and re-named Pat2 Bar and this is where I saw her tonight.

I was going to just smile at her and walk on by – but her friends pushed her out onto the street to stop me. All of a sudden I felt guilty and decided to go back into her bar with her and buy her a drink. One drink turned into a second drink (for her anyway), my bottle of water seemed never ending! It was only around 11pm, but I found myself enjoying chatting to her, we had never really talked much before. I began to appreciate what a lovely ladyboy she was, she is small, petite and quite feminine looking and her voice is soft and her English good; I was enjoying this.

All of a sudden I realised that I had found my Long Time for tonight – that is if she wanted? And yes she did want, and 2k baht would do nicely plus the 500 baht take-out barfine. She seemed really pleased and me, well I was pleasantly surprised and increasingly certain that I had made a good decision.



Time to head back to the Queen Victoria. Coco has a nice slim little body and her cock is bigger than I remembered and hardens nicely when I start to play with it. She is horny but not ‘in your face’ horny like Mo for example, she is fun and sexy.

We have a great session and eventually we settle down to sleep. It has been a surprisingly busy day.

[Vessey]

Great reports. Vit is a cute one.  Might just have to visit Boyztown again...I am usually camped out in Sunee.

 

Was that your first trip "up North"? 

 

Can't wait to read more....

No, I did a trip up to Khon Kaen back in 2010 with an agogo girl I met the previous summer. Arms house was luxury compared with that one.

 

[Vessey]

Your reporting is just great.  A great writing style and interlaced with good photos.  Job well done.

 

Happy you had a good time at Eros.  That is a pretty standard visit, if one is so inclined.  And no, another customer entering the bar would most likely have not changed a thing....except some of the other boys would have left to go check out the new arrival.  Sometimes a pillow laying about is used a bit to try and hide some of the action, but not really a big deal.  And while not admitting to partaking of any similar activity ...I so understand the bit about the disintegrating tissue.  LOL  Did they have the water fixed in the bathroom?  For quite some time it was hit or miss if running water was available. 

 

Also a pretty standard visit to Good Boys.  I couldn't quite figure out what time of night you visited, but surprised there was not more staff on hand.  Whenever I wander by, there are always 5 or 6...and sometime upwards of 10 lined up at the bar front trying to lure customers inside..."have show...cock show...LOL.  I can still hear it in my mind.   Not unusual to have more then one at a time behind the screen either.  In fact, I have had two at a time, with 2 more standing by for their turn. 

 

I am a bit envious of the mid afternoon pub crawl...apparently with multiple short times.  There really is no simliar opportunity with the gay scene.  Other then a couple of massage places, nothing really happens during the day in Patts.  Granted, most of the time BF and I are sleeping the day away due to all night parties, but it would be nice to have a daytime option when the mood strikes.

 

Keep up the reports and thanks for taking the time to share your experiences.

Yes, I should have gone back to Eros, but there is always next time.

 

Think it was just before 9pm when I went to Good Boys, after 8pm certainly - far too early really; again next time I will try a couple of hours later.

 

There are a wide range of 'Gentleman's Clubs', around that caters for afternoon interest, but quite often they are hidden away. I am spoilt living on Soi 6 of course as almost all of the sixty-odd bars will open at 1pm - but there again most (but certainly not all) close at 1am. Something for everyone! LOL

[Vessey]

 

Very interesting description of your shenanigans at Eros.

 

So, you met Ray. His real name is Aek and he comes from one of the hill tribes. He has a Swiss boyfriend and tells me he's been to visit him in Switzerland a few times. Aek is as mad as a cut snake, but a lovely guy, although he's not my type. He's probably the naughtiest guy in the bar and is up for just about anything. A farang customer often pays him to give a blow job to one of the boys. The 1000 baht you paid him seems appropriate, especially as he let you cum in his mouth. Or was that by mistake?

 

That guy sitting right down the front in your photos is more my type; he looks really hot!

Well he certainly knew I was about to cum and he hung on in there - even if he did gag as I did so!

 

There were one or two others there that I would have liked to play with! I really should have gone back there.

[Vessey]

I did like the narrative on Eros and enjoyed many of the photos in report, but must say, the photos of the lady-boys did give me the "willies". No offensive to willie-willie.

Well most certainly gave me their willies to play with! LOL

 

Sorry about that but as you will have gathered my experience to date in Pattaya has been with girls and ladyboys, and I am likely to keep bar-fining across the genders I suspect.

 

If its any consolation ladyboys give many of my 'straight' friends the willies as well (metaphorically speaking of course! LOL)

[colmx]

I am spoilt living on Soi 6 of course as almost all of the sixty-odd bars will open at 1pm - but there again most (but certainly not all) close at 1am. Something for everyone! LOL

Loving the reports Vessey, Thanks!

I think Mr.Vit may be a busy man this forthcoming high season!

 

Soi 6 used to have a few gay bars back when i first started visiting Pattaya in 2002, i even recall one bar that was mixed with guys and girls!

 

Do you know that NAB Man club (Pattaya biggest gay club) is very close to Soi6 (its behind your local McDs!)

You should try there sometime - or maybe bring one (or more) of your LBs for a night out

 

Loads of eye candy and sexy coyote boys for you to decide if you want to explore your gay side a bit more!

[colmx]

Undeterred he gets up and kneels down, head on the pillow, ass in the air, his bum hole winking at me. My cock was still pleasingly hard, and stayed so even when the condom was rolled on. Lots of massage oil and I got on my knees behind him and edged forward.

 

Not preaching or anything - but you do know that massage oil is very bad for condoms and rots them?

 

if you are going to fuck, then you are better off to shower off all that oil first and use proper lube

 

Oh and by the way, there are lots of better lubes than KY out there too... You should try some of the silicone based ones (ID millenium) or Liquid Silk... for me they give a much better experience... no stickyness!

[vinapu]

 

I am a bit envious of the mid afternoon pub crawl...apparently with multiple short times.  There really is no simliar opportunity with the gay scene.  Other then a couple of massage places, nothing really happens during the day in Patts.  

Bamboo bar in Jomtien can be utilized during daytime but you are right, other than massages no bar opportunities during day

[williewillie]

I did like the narrative on Eros and enjoyed many of the photos in report, but must say, the photos of the lady-boys did give me the "willies". No offensive to willie-willie.[/quote

 

My good friend Koko is baiting this poster, knowing how I would react to the endless photos on this thread, but since it's

obvious to me that the majority of posters here are enjoying it and most envy the posters experience, I'll move on.

[a447a]

Phew! I'm exhausted just reading about your adventures. Great reports! I'm glad you're enjoying all the hot sex.

[Vessey]

 

Day 17, Saturday 5th September 2015

Wake at 9am to go for a pee and then back to bed to sleep some more. It was now almost 11am and I was feeling hungry – which I took to be a good sign really. Coco is awake and we both shower and go down together. I can’t recall now why we didn’t have sex again this morning but we didn’t.

 

Back in my room I lay on the bed watching cartoons and thinking about what to do next. I hadn’t seen Chai for a couple of days and the prospect of one of his massages suddenly appealed.

 

So as its almost 1pm I message Chai that I am on my way. Chai was waiting for me with his usual happy smile and leads me through the first room where they do all the feet, across the hallway and into their massage room and a quiet corner mattress – that will do nicely!

 

Chai has become quite concerned about my health, he stands and watches while I undress and notices my flaccid cock, ‘mai sabbai’ he says once again mournfully as he lifts it limply in his hand and stares at it. Actually it was probably still resting after yesterday’s exertions – but let him find that out for himself later! LOL

 

My oil massage progresses both predictably and pleasurably as I chill and relax – even if there were no extras on offer I think I would still be here seeing Chai most days – his rub and tugs are just ‘the icing on the cake’!

 

When I turn over my cock is properly hard and bobbing-up and down begging to be noticed – Chai looks at it with some surprise, gives it a little pat and proceeds with the rest of his massage. Only when that is complete do I feel the trickle of cold oil along the shaft of my cock and his warm hand take a grip and give it a little squeeze around the head before starting his rhythmical stoking along shaft, around the head or ‘polishing’ the top of the head. I love it all and relax again as my cock is spoilt rotten for the next ten to fifteen minutes! Perfect!

 

 

Chai is tipped both privately and publically again as usual and I am off to the ATM to top up the baht - I check my balance, at this rate my available funds should just about stretch to the end of my holiday.

 

Time for a ‘power nap’! Sounds so good doesn’t it, but actually I was realising that I was having far more ‘rests’ in my bed than ever before, but I still felt increasing fatigued as each day progressed. What I was not realising was that my tummy troubles had not gone away and that I was getting progressively more dehydrated despite drinking no alcohol for many days – but more of that later.

 

 

But right now I was feeling sufficiently better to make arrangements to see Olive again and hope that I could perform better than I did last time – thankfully I could! And so I agreed to keep her Long Time tonight as well. Brilliant sex with her and cum the first time and almost again a second time.

 

 

 

 

Day 18, Sunday 6th September 2015

 

Olive’s alarm on her phone goes off at 8am and I instantly assume she about to bail on me – but no, it gets quickly switched off and forgotten by her. But I am awake now and get up and shower, I leave Olive sleeping. She finally surfaces at 9 am, she looks at me lying there gently playing with my almost hard cock, smiles and goes and showers herself. So begins our ‘Good Morning Olive’ boom-boom.

 

 

I had had a message from Lee again today wanting Short Time – this time suggesting 4pm – sounds good so I reply ‘ok’. Sure enough a few minutes to 4pm and there is a knock on my hotel-room door and she is there – smiling away – good to see her looking happy again. She is wearing that dark blue velvet dress that I bought off a cart for her last year for the princely sum of 100 baht – I always thought she looked good in it.

 

 

About 10.30pm one of my friends from England who was there suggests that I go with him to some Ladyboy Bars – and why not, be good to venture out of Soi 6. I follow him to Soi 13/1 where he takes me into the first bar. It is quite a small, narrow bar, and consequently many of the LBs sit outside unless they have a customer to buy them a drink inside.

 

It’s the birthday party of the boss, and my friend takes me inside, he is hoping to meet up with a LB on his list, and yes she is there and he orders drinks for them both. But my eyes are drawn elsewhere, the cashier, a Thai boy with the most dazzling smile – ‘I thought you would like him’ my friend says – ‘why don’t you buy him a drink?’. Well steady, steady; actually I wasn’t quite sure what to do, I just smiled back at him. Every now and then he would smile at me again and I would smile back.

 

 

Actually I was now being totally distracted by the cashier, he was now sat opposite me on the other side of the bar and we started to talk. I offered a drink and he accepted. He asked me if I was gay? – simple question that completely threw me, I didn’t know how to answer – it was complicated – I liked all sorts, I er.. umm… er…. Well….

 

What about him? – he smiles broadly (I wish he wouldn’t keep doing that it's really distracting!) – his name is J.., he is 23, he is from Ubon and he is gay! And I was feeling increasingly attracted to him despite the several erect LB cocks being waved around in front of my friend as we spoke – yes he was ordering them yet another round of drinks – now they had his cock out to play with!

 

I asked Jay if he wanted another drink? – no – he hadn’t finished this one yet he said giving my hand a lingering squeeze. My friend leans across – ‘take him Short Time now’ he said ‘they will find someone to take over the bar for an hour’. It was tempting, but something held me back, a small voice saying that that would be the wrong thing to say to him now.

 

J finishes his drink, again I ask if he wants another, yes he does. When he isn’t serving drinks or checking bins he is now talking to me full time – just chattering away and asking me questions about my holiday – all the usual stuff, but keeping eye contact as he does so and smiling all the time. This is ridiculous, why am I doing this, why aren’t I concentrating on the LB cocks they are only an arms length away from me.

 

My friend decides to take both ladyboys for a ST in the rooms above – I say that I will wait for him. J gets closer, he is holding my hand now as he talks. Then, as time passes and there is a quiet moment, he comes round my side of the bar to go to the toilet, except that he doesn’t, he comes and stands by me and gets all touchy feely – nothing too intimate – but very friendly. I am not used to this – when I see Chai, he is friendly, but never any real intimacy. When I see Vit, its all about hot sweaty sex (not that I am complaining), but no real affection. But here I am being chatted-up by this pretty 23 year old gay boy.

 

I am just taking this a moment at a time – I know the question I want to ask him – but I am still not sure that the time is right to do so. Back round his side of the bar he is mostly being kept busy – but smiles at me whenever he gets a chance and comes and talks and holds hands when he gets a chance. We are getting on really well together and I feel strangely and strongly attracted to him.

 

My friend reappears with a huge grin on his face – guess he was enjoying the last hour or so. He sees me and J holding hands and smiles and pats me on the back. You taking him he asks? All in good time, I reply, all in good time. Anyhow my friend wants to move on but doesn’t seem at all surprised when I say that I want to stay here.

 

‘Why you not go with your friend?’ J asks. ‘Because I want to stay here with you I reply’. Apparently that was the correct answer! His attentions intensify and he leans over the bar and kisses me. I will give this to his bar, the boss and other customers there – nobody seemed ther least bit bothered by all this, even the LBs, intent as they were on finding customers, paid us no attention.

 

Ok I have reached a decision, I know what I want, and now is the right time to ask. ‘Do you want to come back to my hotel with me tonight?’ I ask him. ‘Yes’, he says ‘I want’. I ask him when he thinks he will finish tonight – about 3am I am told. He suggests that I go back to my hotel now and he will join me when he has finished. I politely decline – I want to ensure he turns up.

 

I was very tired, but I waited chatting until 3am despite feeling very tired. But 3am came and went and still the party lingered on – only a handful of guys, including the boss, but drinking steadily. By 4am I was almost asleep on my stool – again J suggested that he join me later, and this time I agreed. I wrote down my number and the address of the hotel. Told him to call me when he left The House and again when his taxi-bike approached Soi 6/1. With a kiss and a hug I checked bin and took my leave.

 

Managed to get a taxi-bike myself back to my room, first warning the old doorman that I would have someone joining me later. Ensuring that my phone was close by I fell on the bed and was quickly asleep. 5am I get a call from J, he is on his way – its less than a 10 minute taxi-bike ride if the roads are clear, so after 5 minutes I get up (I am still dressed) and head down the back stairs and go and wait at the top of Soi 6/1 – a ladyboy appears from the shadows to try her luck, but no thanks.

 

A couple of minutes later a taxi-bike pulls up and J gets off – I pay and then I walk him back to the outside steps of the Queen Victoria. To his credit the old doorman doesn’t bat an eyelid on seeing J, just asks him for his ID card as normal. Up the stairs to my room, put the lights on low (as the early-morning streams of daylight are already starting to break through the small gaps in the curtains).

 

At first we just stand there and hug and kiss, then shower together. We had negotiated terms in the bar and we never mentioned money again – I just had it ready for him by his bedside each morning (sorry that’s a bit of a spoiler isn’t it! LOL).

 

 

Now I am sure that you are all expecting me to say how we shagged liked rabbits all night – well actually not, well not tonight. He had had an accident whilst out swimming a few days ago and had a nasty cut across his cock that had gone septic – he showed me - it was healing now but he had various pharmacy creams and cotton wool pads to protect it and it was clearly very sensitive still. He tried to let me fuck him a bit but his arse was so damn tight that it was hurting me almost as much as it was hurting him (so he clearly does not do this every night of the week then!).

 

No problem, tonight was just going to be kisses and cuddles, and to be honest I felt that tired, and the pillow was soft and inviting. Normally I like to sleep separated from by bed-partner, but tonight we slept in each others arms – at least to start with.

 

Whatever have I gotten myself into here, this wasn’t on my agenda?

 

Alea iacta est!

[vinapu]

great twist to your adventures and nice  catch - you are moving in the right direction  !

[a447a]

How on earth did he manage to cut his cock??

 

I would have gone to the nearest pharmacy, bought as many different creams as I could and then taken great pleasure in applying each one individually.

[Guest anonone]

I think I can see where this is going...      LOL

Can't wait to read about your experiences with your new friend.  Though your mention of dehydration is also worrying.  This trip report has all the makings of suspense and fun, with sex as well.  Nicely done.

 

I think you post also underscores something important about making a connection with someone, and how their personality / mojo / charm / whatever can be so infatuating.  As you so aptly put: what is it about a guy that makes you ignore all the flashing cock around you?

[witty]

Not knowing the final outcome of this episode, I'm sensing some kind of compassion & understanding towards him not unlike what is observed in a true relationship. The hot sex part can wait until he's completely healed.

There's an aura about the boy from Ubon.

[Vessey]

Day 19, Monday 7th September 2015

Well it was gone 11am when I first woke up – J was sleeping like a baby. This was the first time I have Long Timed a boy and woken up next to him. Part of me was trying to think this through, the other part of me was urging me not to ‘think too much’ and just enjoy the situation. And actually I was enjoying the situation – the only odd thing was that he smelt like a boy; boys and girls (even most ladyboys) smell different – not unpleasant – just different.

He was naked and lying half outside the bedclothes and as I looked at him I realised my cock was starting to stiffen all on its own – I was physically and mentally attracted to him – no doubt of that. In retrospect perhaps my entire travels in Pattaya thus far had been a journey to realising (and needing to accept) that I was bi-sexual. Hard to duck that judgement now.



It was gone 2pm before I could get any life out of J. We showered, returned to bed and played around for a while (only his poor cock was out of bounds). I tried, with much lube and gentleness to fuck him, his ass was incredibly tight. Eventually I penetrated and we fucked a little bit but it was obvious that I was causing him pain – and as I withdrew there was a little blood on the condom that caused him to panic. He had been assuring me that he was no ‘Money Boy’ as he put it – and maybe he wasn’t?

He sucked my cock and almost got me to cum several times before finally succeeding, and I cum quite hard – he seemed really pleased that I had (although not as pleased as I was!) . He was ok that I took pictures of him (not graphic ones) but he was even more keen on taking pictures of me, and of me and him together; he took lots. But he needs to dress and go back to his room now. He wants me to call into his bar again tonight and sit with him for a while – it seems important to him so I agree. I ask him if he wants to come back and see me again tonight – and he does and seems very enthusiastic about it.

It was late and I have to find the cleaner – she is getting ready to go home, but a couple of hundred baht persuades her to go back upstairs and put my room straight first.

Laundry and then to the ATM on Second Road, I had been debating on whether or not to see Chai and in the end I did – he wasn’t expecting me this time and I had to wait a few minutes while he completed a foot massage. Then inside with him – strip off, lie on my tummy and wait for the massage to begin.



I was feeling horny again by the time I had to turn over onto my back and I was receptive to a little ‘rub and tug’ when the formal part of the massage was complete. Got me thinking a little, Chai was always polite and friendly and I think he quite liked me as a customer – but never with any real intimacy or warmth of affection. Chai is not gay, and only extends the first rung or two up the ‘gay for pay’ ladder and (so far) is not persuadable to go any further.

That sounds critical perhaps – it wasn’t meant to be, it is what it is and I enjoy it enough to keep returning for massages with him (he does do a great massage as I may have said before! LOL). But last night I had found a boy that wanted to cuddle, kiss, hug as much as any girl I have ever been with. And yes I am still trying to mentally process all that!

Returning to Soi 6 I realised that I hadn’t eaten or drunk anything so far today, and that actually I was quite hungry. I sat in one of the booths inside the Queen Victoria and ordered Lasagne, and then, out of the window I saw my friend from last night wander past. I want a word with him!!! He is persuaded inside, he was on a mission, and his mission (ladyboy Beer at Foxy Bar) was watching him approach until I dragged him inside. I was intent on giving him a good-humoured ‘telling-off’ for leading me astray into that particular bar last night – he just smiled and said again ‘Yes I thought you would like him!’.

He was surprised that I had taken him back to the hotel and surprised again when I indicated that J would be returning again tonight after work. I mentioned my mental wrestling with my sexuality that this had caused me. He laughed and said that he thought for a while that I was ‘about as straight as a roundabout’ !

Back to my room for a rest and then a taxi-bike to Soi 13/1 and J's bar. J seemed really pleased to see me, the bar was quiet, there were only a handful of ladyboys about and they were mostly sitting outside. Just one guy with his chosen ladyboy sat inside drinking, so J and I had lots of time to chat. We were getting on really well again, although part of me felt this was all progressing a little too fast.



After about 90 minutes of this I felt I needed to move on for a while, J was reluctant for me to leave – but aside from J I would have been bored rigid with this bar in less than half that time.

I needed a reality check, I need to go and see Vit again in Boyztown. Bit too far to walk, so retraced steps to Beach Road and took a baht-bus. Hadn’t warned Vit of my visit either – but he was sitting out-front with all the other boys (about 20 of them) and looked both surprised and pleased when he saw me. They all dress in these white sleeveless T-shirts and tight black jeans – he looks good in that – but of course he looks better yet when he starts to strip them off – I watch him and then help him with his pants – his cock is almost hard already.

I too am undressed in a jiffy and we go shower together by which time his cock is fully hard. The shower in one of a pair that open directly off the landing with a thin plastic curtain that pulls across to provide a modicum of privacy. We appeared to be alone up there, so I start to stroke his cock, he makes a play at stopping me but its only a pretence. His cock feels hot and hard (and wet of course as the shower water bounces off it). Gently I slip to my knees and start to lick and suck at his cock, he is checking that the curtain is fully across, but then he starts to hold my head as I stick to my task. It doesn’t take many minutes before I feel his hips start to buck and my mouth fills!

I had always fantasised about blowing him in the shower (I had always fantasised about fucking him in the shower as well – but maybe next time!). Apart from the fact that my hair was wet there were no signs of our little play as we left the shower together and returned to our massage room.

We kissed lightly and hugged a lot and then he began a massage. I don’t think the little bugger’s cock ever did get fully flaccid; it was thickening up again as he started to massage me. He usually sits across my legs and reaches up to bum, back and shoulders by which stage he is almost lying on top of me as he does so. And yes, before he finishes I can feel his cock hard again, brushing across my bum cheeks and the I feel the head playing around my bum hole – he wants to fuck me again this time doesn’t he!

He takes a pillow and lifts and puts it under my bum. I check to ensure that a condom has appeared – I feel him smear KY on my bum hole and feel his fingers push in to open my ass up a little . Then I feel the head of his cock pushing into my ass – it hurts – he pushes some more – I try desperately to relax as I know I need to. It is in, it still hurts, he is pushing in deeper – I almost tell him to stop. But then the pain eases as he uses more oil and starts to fuck me – although it still feels strange and a little uncomfortable.

I am not sure how much more I can take of this, I feel his cock speed up a bit, thank god he is on the ‘short strokes’ already. With a deep thrust that almost splits my poor ass in two he cums. As he withdraws I check his condom – it is both clean and no sign of any blood. (I begin to appreciate more what J had put up with me this morning).

Vit rolls me over onto my back and gets to work on my cock – he has cum twice now and I know he will not let me leave until I have cum. I am feeling tired but he not only keeps my cock hard but warms to his task. He licks, sucks a little, and strokes a lot. Actually it doesn’t take him long before my hips buck a little as my balls empty – not quite in his mouth but all over his face so that it is dripping off his chin.

Again the contrast with J – Vit may claim he isn’t gay – but his cock betrays him – he is enjoying it as much as I am. He will dry kiss and hug but there isn’t any closeness or warmth, I am using him for sex, and he is using me for sex and money (ok, mostly money! LOL). Again it is what it is – Vit makes me cum and provides sweaty dirty sex and I love it.


(Vit back in January)

And again I hint at Vit about coming Long Time with me to the hotel – but again get the ‘sorry cannot’ and a small chuckle! Of course I don’t know what I would have done if he had said yes! LOL

Vit gets a decent tip as always – I gather that if the 1.5k baht massage fee that I pay at reception on arrival, only about half will go to Vit – but any tip that I give him goes straight into his pocket.

So Chai, Vit and now J, three very different boys but so far I am enjoying my (also very different) time with each of them.

Back to Soi 6 and drinks with friends in various bars, and about midnight tiredness really starts to sweep over me again and I make my apologies to my friends and head back to the hotel. I strip and get into bed and I am soon asleep.

By 2.30am there is a knock on the door and it’s the old doorman and J. J undresses and goes to shower; he is back with me in a few minutes. I watch as he carefully tapes yet another new cotton-wool pad to his cock, although it looks like it continues to heal – some of the redness around the cut has gone.

J is keen to try and get me to cum again but really, after Vit’s ‘massage’ there really is very little chance – I start to feel guilty as he seems so disappointed that he can’t get me off. Takes lots of hugs and cuddles to reassure him of my affections for him. We are both tired (actually I feel exhausted) and we are content to sleep together.


Day 20, Tuesday 8th September 2015

I had pulled apart from J to sleep, I always seem to need to do so whoever my bed-partner, but I felt him wrap himself around me again and his head nuzzle into me, I kissed his forehead and I hear him give a little murmur as I do so. Sorry this is starting to sound like a ‘Mills And Boon’ novel and in truth it even felt like being in one at times – not that I was objecting at all – but it did still feel a little surreal at times: this was a boy!

And that boy was also getting my cock hard! He felt it with his hand and kissed me and then turned around so that his bum was nestling against my cock. I positioned my cock so that it was between his bum cheeks and the head pushing against his balls, and I felt his bum pump a little backwards and forwards along it. Ok, time for some KY I think. Liberally applied, I eased my cock into his ass, I felt him wince and cry out a little, but the worst was over, I was in and gently easing my way deeper into his ass. My hand brushed accidentally against his cock, it was hard, but I resisted the temptation to hold it given his healing cut. Instead I took hold of his waist and in ‘spoons’ began to slowly fuck him.

In a short while I felt his body start to move with mine. I gently eased him onto his tummy and lifted myself up on my hands so I could better control depth and speed – I was trying to be fairly gentle but at the same time I was feeling horny as hell and recognising the first tell-take signs that I was going to be able to cum. Only a few strokes more and I was cumming into his ass and he was reaching his head around to kiss me. That was the best session with him so far.

I withdrew slowly and carefully so as not to cause him discomfort, helped as my cock was softening fast now. No blood this time, that was good. A happy cuddle and kiss for a while and then to shower and clean each. It was only just after 8am, why had we woken so early?, but back to bed and more hugs and kisses as we fell asleep again for another couple of hours.

It was almost 10 am when we woke again and he dressed to go. I had slept through a text from a friend suggesting breakfast again, I replied hoping that I wasn’t too late to say yes. J is hungry and so we order up some room service for him; it arrives within about 15 mins and he sits, wrapped in his towel, on the floor to eat.



Its almost 11am and time fro me to go to breakfast. A kiss with J and he was off; shall I see him again tonight I asked, if you want he said; ‘yes I want’ I replied – I get another lingering kiss and he was finally off, leaving me to slowly dress and get ready to go down for breakfast.

My friend's well meaning advice over breakfast was to try to be discrete about J, as once tongues started wagging down Soi 6 it would soon be common knowledge that I was shacked up in my hotel room with a boy. Sound advice, indeed J always arrived alone and left alone – in fact I was feeling quite guilty about publically keeping him at arms length, but I could see the wisdom in what my friend was telling me.

Collected my laundry and then back up to my room to rest on the bed again and watch TV; still felt really tired. Got a text from Lee, could she see me again this afternoon, yes I replied without any huge enthusiasm.



Poor Lee, she came around as planned, we both stripped and got back onto the bed – but try as she might my ‘get-up-and-go’ had ‘got-up and-gone’. Not even a hint of an erection on my part. Instead we just lay together on the bed, sometimes chatting and sometimes just watching TV for a couple of hours. She left eventually of course, but she was unhurried and seemingly quite happy just to have been keeping me company for a few hours.

Drinks again with various friends in various bars up and down Soi 6. By midnight I was feeling tired again, and made my excuses and headed back to the hotel – there to sleep again until J finished work and showed up. My first intimation of his arrival was the far ceiling light being turned on; sleepily I opened my eyes to see an almost naked J removing his pants. He had tried knocking apparently but had got no response from me so he had got the old doorman to let me in. It was gone 4pm and I could see that J was tired himself after another long day behind the bar (he gets there before 6pm), so he had worked 10 hours straight.



He looked good standing there and felt even better when he had showered and was in bed beside me. Lots of hugs and kisses again, but no response at all from my cock; no matter we were both tired and time to sleep, we can fool around in the morning!


Day 21, Wednesday 9th September 2015

Not the best of days, but an important one in some respects. I had woken late again with J, and despite the kisses and intimacy, I was struggling to get my cock hard, it had thickened a little but no way was it anywhere near hard enough to fuck him. Instead we contented ourselves with lying all tangled-up together until J said he felt hungry and could he order some breakfast. Yes of course he can, so he calls down to reception and orders, then turns to me and asks me if I wanted anything – ok, I do need to eat, so an omelette on its own with a mug of tea.




J is naked but while I hide in bed, he wanders around the room, and only grabs a towel when the knock on the door heralds the arrival of breakfast. The girl comes in with the tray and sets it out and J pays, but as he his collecting the change his towel slips onto the floor, undeterred he takes the change and as the girl leaves closes the door behind her. Whether he noticed or not but I could see in the wall mirror that the girl was certainly ‘copping an eye-full’ as she left.

He lays my food out on the benching in front of the TV and only when I am sat and eating does he take his onto the floor beside me; he is starting to mother me bless him! LOL Not that I eat that much of my omelette – I am rapidly developing a sparrow appetite – not like me at all!

Soon after J dresses and leaves, leaving me to ponder the day. I felt like shit, but also determined not to waste so much of the day as I had yesterday. I messaged Chai and told him that I would be along for a massage in 20 mins and I responded to a ‘Hi’ message from Olive with a suggestion that I should meet with her at 6pm at Sky Bar.

Ok, time for Chai, but I felt tired by the time I had got to the top of Soi 6; this is stupid, but I got a taxi-bike to take me – think the driver thought I was mad, but I gave him an extra 20 baht on top of what he asked for and he then seemed happy enough.




I slept though quite a bit of Chai’s massage and on turn-over time there was no reaction from my cock at all; he did his best poor lad, but apart from a slight thickening nothing was happening. My Cialis tablets I had still been taking each day were having no discernible effect. Despite Chai’s best efforts this was a disappointing massage for me, but I still tipped him and then tottered along Second Road, pausing only at the ATM and to get some fresh milk from the 7/11.

And yes, you guessed it, back to bed and switched on the TV. I occurred to me that I had really hit some form of low-point when I realised that I was trying to follow a French action-film, dubbed in Russian and sub-titled in Thai! Had I really travelled 6,000 miles to spend my time doing this?

I was saved by a message from my friend, he was downstairs if I wanted to join him. He was eating but I just had a cup of tea and I was regaling him with my woes, my loss of appetite, my loss of libido, my tiredness. He was getting impatient with me – I had to ‘sort myself out’ before I lost any more holiday.

He confided that he had been to the Pattaya Memorial Hospital recently also feeling tired and down and had been tested and given a bag full of medicines for about 3k baht (including consultation fees) and it had only taken 2 hours. More importantly he had felt the benefits after only a few hours. He made me promise that I would go there directly.

Actually it was the prompt I needed, my shits may have subsided and I may have been telling myself that I was on the mend but I patiently wasn’t! With huge reluctance I got a taxi-bike to the Pattaya Memorial Hospital climbed the few steps and went inside.

There was a sort of triage conducted at reception and I was sent over to have blood, pee and poo tests. I was told that I would need to wait for an hour for the results that would then be discussed with me with a doctor. Well there were not many people about really – but I duly took my little plastic cartons to the toilet and completed my task.

What I did notice, and continued to notice, was just how clean and well organised the hospital was, the staff were attentive, friendly and above all, helpful. Thailand may still be classed as a Third World country, but this hospital knocked spots off my local hospitals around my home.

In the end I didn’t have to wait the full hour before being called into see a doctor, he had my results printed out in front of him and was studying them as I entered. Yes I had an infection in my stomach – food poisoning he agreed, but of more concern to him was my level of dehydration which he said had got quite severe.

Well I wasn’t expecting that, but what I now was expecting was some medicines and a bill. I got neither. He wanted to keep me in and put me on a drip. How long for I asked, about four or five hours he said. Ok, I replied, if that is what needed.

I was asked to wait outside and another girl came up to see me to get me to sign various consent forms, and then another girl to talk money. They wanted an up-front deposit of 10k baht for a ward bed, or 13.5k baht for a private bed. Well that could have been awkward. Thank goodness I had just been to the ATM after seeing Chai – I had withdrawn 10k and I had another 1k and a few hundred baht on me, plus my K bank card. They would have taken a credit card, but of course mine were locked in my room safe.

I then started to re-think and decided that no I would not go on a drip and I would seek medicines from the pharmacy. The nurse looked worried and within a couple of minutes I was back in front of the doctor again. He said in no uncertain terms that my dehydration was serious and was causing both my tiredness and my loss of libido and had reached a stage where an intravenous was necessary to get fluids back into me. I relented, handed over the cash to the girl who returned shortly for a receipt. If it was going to take four or five hours to sort me out then so be it. I was slightly concerned that the 10k baht was a deposit and could cost more depending on how long I stayed.

My next thought was Olive turning up at Sky Bar at 6pm; I tried to call her – no answer, I left text message – no response. I tried to get FaceBook on my phone and send her a message that way. I even messaged my friend to tell him what was happening and ask that if he was around Soi 6 at 6pm could he please keep an eye out for Olive and give her my profuse apologies.

But then they came to collect me – I had to sit in a wheelchair as I was taken up in the lift to the wards – I felt a proper ‘Charlie’ in a wheelchair – but it did add to the sense that I need to take this seriously. Up to a clean, open ward, not too big, I counted five beds, only one, closest the door was occupied. I was taken to the next bed along, the curtains drawn and given a hospital gown to change into.




My neighbour was a real pain, a wizened little old farang man, constantly trying to engage the nurses and the doctor when he arrived to plug me up. I could tell that he had been testing their patience for a long time by way they reacted to him. The doctor was at my bedside, a needle was inserted into my outer hand and taped down. A stand appeared with two clear bags of liquid, the smaller one I was told was antibiotics and the larger one water and various salts (or whatever), both colourless.

Progress was slow, after three hours the antibiotics were in and they moved to the water bag – that was huge! It dawned on me that at this rate I would still be lying here in 24 hours. I tried to sleep, but was woken up by the nurse asking if I wanted any food. I said no, but the nurse persisted, when had I last eaten and what – you need to eat she said and produced this restaurant style menu for me to choose from. I ordered a chicken rice that appeared about 30 mins later along with one of those fortified orange drinks.

Tried to sit up to eat, but ended up bending my wrist and cutting off the water drip and setting a small alarm off. It was re-set with a warning not to bend my hand. Actually the chicken rice was good and I was glad that I had been talked into it. A few sips of the orange and I tried to sleep. Managed a couple of hours before the old boy next door started on one of his attention-seeking rants again.

The level on my water bag had dropped, but not by much, it was already gone midnight and I was staring to be concerned about Jay showing up to an empty room. My phone was switched off and packed with my clothes in a drawer. Next time the nurse came round I told her that I had already stayed far longer than I had originally been told and that I would have to go soon.

She came back a while later and said that if I could stay another hour I could go after that if I wanted to. Ok well that was better than nothing, still the level in the water bag ever so slowly fell, almost imperceptibly. The nurse came to take my temperature, it was ever so slightly over (J said he thought I was running a fever last night). Seems ok I said, but cannot let you go if you have a fever she said. A short while later she came to repeat the process, it was marginal this time but she took pity on me and started to dismantle the drip.

Ok I could dress again now and walk (with her accompanying me) back down to the waiting area. I had a prescription to collect and then I had to go see the money girl. I got given a course of antibiotics and a bag-full of those fortified orange drink powers in their foil sachets. And now the bill, I had been wondering who I could call at this late hour if I needed more money to get out. But thankfully the total cost was fractionally under 8k baht so I had 2k baht and some small change returned to me.



I left the hospital and looked around in vain for a taxi-bike, but at gone 1am I had to search around, almost back onto Pattaya Klang before I got one. No messages from J which was a relief, and I was deposited on soi 6/1 outside the external metal stairs of the Queen Victoria. Pausing only to let the old doorman know to expect J later again, I head to my room. I am supposed to take my antibiotics twice a day with food, and my fortified orange drinks as and when – I make one up now.

It’s an hour or more before J is let into my room, I was half-awake waiting for him. At first he is very concerned about my hospital visit, and then he is cross with me for not letting him know – he would have come and seen me. It is another night of kisses and cuddles rather than sex, my cock still isn’t responding to anyone at the moment – not even me!

But right now, I was happy to have J fussing round me and to be snuggled up in bed with him and I tried to sleep. He was asleep before me but I wasn’t far behind. Normally I need to sleep disentangled from anyone else, but not tonight, tonight I was happy to feel J between my arms.

[firecat69]

Hope that treatment worked.  Have to say that sounds a bit expensive for Pattaya Memorial but things change?

[vinapu]

Vessye

 

I'm glad you found your consolator J in your hour of need. 

[colmx]

I feel like a drug addict!

Drip fed by Vessey for days... and now withdrawl symptoms with no report for 24+ hours!

Come back soon.... We all wanna know the next chapter!

[kokopelli]

I feel like a recovered drug addict, no photos of lady-boys for days.

[witty]

both of you need rehabilitation :-)

[Travellerdave]

Thanks for this highly entertaining trip report. You obviously put a lot of time and effort into its production. We need more like it and I hope to produce one in January when I return to Pattaya, although there will not be pictures of girls or ladyboys in mine as I am 100% gay. We should however welcome reports from bisexual guys particularly when they censor their activities with bar girls.

I was interested in the parts when you mentioned taking boys to the Queen Victoria in Soi 6, which is I think, not a gay hotel and is in a non-gay area. I once walked down this Soi which seemed to be frequented mainly by rough British guys likely to be gay unfriendly. I would feel very uncomfortable there with my boyfriends.

Anyway thanks again.

[Vessey]

Day 22, Thursday 10th September 2015

I woke late, J and I lay on separate halves of the bed – when did that happen?

Took a trip to the toilet and took a shower, actually I was feeling better, still weak and tired, but definitely better than I had felt yesterday. I knew I also needed to eat better and more often, drink more water, and keep taking both the antibiotics and those fortified orange drinks.

Even when J woke and cuddled up and I felt his hand on my cock there was nothing happening; frustration city! I felt like fucking him and he seemed fully receptive but it wasn’t happening! Indeed more cuddles and tenderness but that was all. Time for breakfast again and I let J phone through what he wanted and then I took the phone and ordered what I wanted (omelette again, but with toast added – along with my cup of tea).



This time J answered the door naked but holding his towel up to his cock with one hand; and this time I noticed that it was taking two girls to bring the our meals up! LOL They might not have seen his cock this time but they certainly saw everything else. He seemed unaware of their interest. Again he ensures that my breakfast is set out (and with another orange drink alongside my cup of tea) and that I am sitting and eating it, before he gathers his on the floor and begins to eat himself.

J seems in no hurry to leave this morning, and remains concerned about how I am feeling, and had I taken my antibiotic table this morning,? etc. Yes I am definitely being mothered! LOL

Shortly before 1pm, J departs for his room; he will be back tonight of course, it isn’t even discussed now, he will just show up when his bar closes. Even the old doorman just come upstairs with him and lets him in now.

Not that that stops me starting to monger about a bit as my energy levels slowly improve. In fact I was feeling like a Chai massage right that very moment, and actually mostly for the massage itself, believe it or not.

A quick message to Chai and he is waiting for me as I arrive, he usually stands just inside to wait so that he cannot be chosen by other customers. I haven’t seen him for three days, but he has seen the FaceBook message I posted about my brief hospital stay. He is concerned and wants to know more about how I am. I will be better for one of his massages that’s for sure, but of course I will also be anxious to see if he can find any life in my cock.



And, of course, he does, but boy he has to coax it and work it, but eventually he gets me fully hard – for a while at least, but almost as soon as he stops his ‘rub and tug’ and moves up to do a scalp massage my tumescence starts to subside and shrivel. So still some way to go before my libido is fully restored!

Back via the currency exchange on the top of Soi 6 and changing the last of my sterling, I got 55.6 baht to the £ - pretty good; it was only about 47 or 48 the previous August!

Tonight it is a friend's ‘lock-in’ party tonight in O Bar starting at 8pm. I am not feeling in party mood at all – but back in England I had extended my departure date by four days specifically so that I could attend this party (I would otherwise have been flying home today according to the original schedule). So I was determined to make an appearance.

But now I wanted a rest again in my room – this time it was the turn of one of the ‘Star Wars’ films to be dubbed in Russian – but at least I knew the story well-enough. I also had a facebook exchange with Olive – she said she had turned up last night a wondered where I was. She was placated once I explained, and she agrees to come and see me at 6pm – again at Sky Bar.

I fell asleep and almost missed this ‘appointment’ with her, but I was able to precede her over to Sky Bar and be waiting with my bottle of water.

Of course games of pool were part of my penitence and she won two games to one and she was consequently in good spirits when we made our way over to the Queen Victoria and my room. She had showered just before she showed up she said, so I dived in quickly. I confess that I was feeling nervous about how well my cock would perform tonight, but after a limp start it started to harden as she got to work.



Olive was paid and happy and stayed around a while chatting before putting on her shoes and departing – probably back to her step-Moms to be fed again! This was to be the last time I saw Olive this trip – and I warm to her more with each trip that I see her.

Its almost 8pm now, the O Bar party starts in a couple of minutes, but actually I feel in more need of another ‘power nap’ right now. Sensible if I am going to be in party mode for a few hours later.

Actually its fractionally after10pm before I am knocking on the O Bar door and a couple of minutes after that before I am recognised by someone and the door is opened. It really is a ‘lock-in’ party!

The girls all have little costumes on with coloured nylon wigs. The party has been going for just over an hour now and everyone is still wearing all their clothes, but over the next hour that starts to change, and clothes and inhibitions loosen as the alcohol flows!




But by 11.30 I was feeling pretty exhausted and made polite excuses and got someone to open the door so I could escape the party and walk back to my room.

Quick shower and into bed and soon asleep. No real idea what time J arrived (he said 5am), but I became sleepily aware that he was now in bed cuddled up next to me again. I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes again.



Day 23, Friday 11th September 2015

I remember waking up and realising that J was still wrapped around me, his head tucked under my chin. OMG I hope I wasn’t snoring into his ear all night! LOL I wriggled free to go and pee and shower. As I climbed back into bed he was almost on top of me again in seconds, I could feel his cock (& bandage) against mine and of course my cock started to harden – and so did his. I risked a quick, but very gentle feel, but I still felt him wince a little.

Like last time he rolls round so that his bum is now pressed against my cock, I take the hint and reach for the KY and slowly press the head of my cock into his ass. He is still so very tight and I know it still hurts him as I first enter him. But a little more pressure and the head of my cock is inside him as we lie in the ‘spoons’ position. Gently I ease further in until my balls are resting against his bum cheeks, I pause until I feel him push back a little and then start to fuck him.

Then roll him over onto his tummy, and then sit him up on all fours and take his waist in my hands, and then move him onto his back with his legs drawn up and me on top. It was in this position when he gives a groan and I feel his cum spray up onto my tummy. That tips me over and I cum in his ass and almost collapse on top of him as I do. I roll over slightly, still inside him as we hug and kiss. Probably need to shower again, and pull apart gingerly as his cum is already drying and our skin is sticking together a little.

That was great sex, and not only did my cock behave itself but my balls emptied on cue as well!, I must be feeling a bit better!



Showers and breakfast, I order the fillet steak – which I managed to eat most of – although the accompanying hash-browns, eggs and beans didn’t get much of a look in. At least J’s towel remained firmly wrapped around him this time when the girls had brought our meals in! LOL

For the last day or so J had been showing me pictures of jewellery on his phone, in particular rings, smaller ones at 3k baht, larger ones at 5k baht. He was saving to buy one apparently and hoped to be able to get one with his next pay check. Now I have noticed already that he doesn’t ask me directly for money (he is not a ‘money boy’ he keeps telling me), but he is quite cute at putting ideas into my mind of things he would like or needs.

Well seeing as I had just been plundering his ‘ring’ with my cock only a few minutes ago it seemed only fair to provide him with a new one he could wear on his finger. So I gave him some baht and told him to go buy one today. I got a plethora of hugs and kisses for that! He tidied-up, fussed around me for a while and then eventually dressed. Shame, I love watching him wander naked around the room! But he is off and will no doubt appear again tonight.

I rest a bit and then message Chai that I will be with him shortly. As ever his is waiting for me and escorts me towards one of the more secluded mattresses . Normally a masseur will wait outside while you undress, but Chai now happily watches me undress, I suspect its curiosity as to how hard or otherwise my cock is as I do so. Today it was flaccid, shrivelled and not very impressive and he looks at it and then looks at me with a quizzical looks and then laughs ‘need good massage’ he says; it does indeed! LOL

Meanwhile the rest of me needs a good massage first, and he sets about his task, chatting away as he does so. He hopes to get a few days off soon so that he and his girlfriend (also Cambodian) can go back home and see their families, but it wont be until after I have gone back to England.



Once again poor Chai has to work hard to instil any life back into my cock, but he does manage it – I have said it before – the boy has healing hands! LOL He even gets the beads of pre-cum seeping out of the head of my cock, but that’s as far as it gets again today. I am more than happy with that and relax to his head massage until my time is expended.

After a happy afternoon spent along Soi 6, its now early evening and I am feeling rather horny again, my libido is clearly returning – but what to do about it. Well I haven’t seen Vit for a few days, the rigours of a ‘massage’ with him had been too much to contemplate for a few days. So I get a taxi bike to Soi 13/4, and a small problem ‘arises’ I am pressed against the back of the taxi-bike rider as we speed along, but I am already getting increasingly horny as I think about Vit. The last thing I need is for the taxi-bike driver to feel my cock digging into the small of his back – that would not end well – not for me at least!

I try thinking of anything else, but having paid off the driver, my cock is already hard as I enter BoyzTown. Vit is looking out for me and leads me inside to reception to pay and then upstairs to our usual room. He is quicker at undressing than me and he is slightly embarrassed by the fact that his cock is almost fully hard already. But he needn't have worried, mine is fully hard and remains hard as we shower; we can play cock fighting in the shower waters LOL.

Then its back to the room, I hadn’t seen Vit for a few days and he wants to massage me so he can talk to me as he does so, about why I hadn’t seen him recently. I explain about my food poisoning, about the dehydration and the loss of libido. He would already have known all this if he had read my FB page!



Vit wants to fuck me again but no, tonight I am wearing the condom; he agrees (with a little pout). He is going to sit on me as I lie on my back. That way he can better control my entry into his ass, the depth I penetrate, and the pace that we fuck. Better yet he or (even better) I can stroke his cock as he does so.

After a minute or two I can see him screw his eyes up in concentration, I know what’s cumming so to speak. I just close my eyes in time as he cums all over my face. I just can't cum with a condom on and eventually Vit climbs off and we lie alongside each other stroking each others cocks. Well actually he is putting a lot of effort into mine, so much so he now sits up so that he can push a finger (or two) into my ass as he does so. Under that onslaught I don’t last more than two or three minutes before it is my turn to spray my cum over him!

By now, of course, he is not only hard again but wants to cum again – was I ever as horny as him when I was his age? Again he sits on the top of my chest so that I can lick the head of his cock as he furiously strokes his shaft. At least I now recognise the signs when he is about to cum so that I can close my eyes, often its little more than a steady dribble, but sometimes, like today his cum spurts out across my face; I have to wipe my left eyelid clear before I can open my eyes again.

Ok so now its shower together time again.

I had fantasised about Long Times with Vit, but actually the sort of high intensity Short Times (lets call them what they really are) of exciting, dirty, horny sex with him are perfect the way they are. My sessions with him are best if I am already feeling horny when I visit him like I was tonight. For someone who is ‘not gay’ he really gets into them these days and gets hard as quick as, or quicker than, me and, like today, often wants to cum more than once. I suspect that any Long Time with him would feel less exciting and obviously less intensive.

Leaving Vit’s shop I toy with the idea of visiting more bars here while I am in the area, but that session with him had left me feeling happy but exhausted – its back to the Queen Victoria and play with my TV remote for a while I think.

Then a call to my friend from England, (lets call him my Travel Companion - TC), and I am off to Perry Bar to see him. Meantime TC is flirting with the cashier – who is actually far prettier than my picture suggests; I think she is cute, but there again I appear to have a soft spot for cashiers at the moment! LOL



Saying which, after an hour or so with TC I take my leave and head back to the hotel to await the arrival of my own little cashier. I shower and sleep. This time when he arrives (gone 5am) he wants to wake me to show me his ring – no not that one! – the one that he bought from the gold shop today. And yes it was the bigger one (I am no cheapskate ! LOL). He has taken off his clothes so that I can get a better look no doubt! Despite being very tired he is also very happy and is calling me his boyfriend – which he has done ever since.

He showers and joins me in bed, poor lad really is very tired, but lots of hugs and kisses and he feels my now rapidly erect cock and starts to stroke it. He pulls the counterpane back to start sucking it but I stop him – lets sleep now and we can admire his ring(s) in the morning!

He seems to fall asleep almost instantly, and I hear gentle little snores. It takes me a while longer, I want to have a good stretch and fidget, but he is tightly entwined around me. As I hold him I reflect on the last few days and actually I feel increasingly comfortable with him – but boyfriend? OMG! Not at that stage yet, not by a long shot if ever at all, but on the other hand I do like him, there is no denying that.



Day 24, Saturday 12th September 2015

I am awake by 9am, but J remains fast asleep, so I go and do laundry, ATM and minor shopping at the 7/11 and then get the maid to let me back into the room; he hasn’t moved since I left. I go and shower, hoping that the noise of the shower wakes him, and it does, sleepily he comes to shower as well, although it takes a while for him to ‘surface’ properly. I want to take a closer look at his ring (the new one), it is good and he is really pleased with it. But then, of course I am itching to get re-acquainted with his other, more personal, ‘ring’ again.



It’s not long before my cock is inside him again and if anything the sex is better than yesterday – he is really getting into it now and encouraging me to fuck him harder and in different positions.

Today harder isn’t a problem, particularly as I can feel myself start to cum inside him; he is virtually kissing my face off as I do. But it has hurt him a bit, as I withdraw I notice a little blood. I want to see him cum now, he wont let me touch his cock, but it has been rock hard since we started, he strokes it carefully himself and signals me as he is about to cum – it was worth the wait - it tastes 'aroi'! LOL

A long lingering cuddle and its time to shower again and think about breakfast. No 1 breakfast for me and the usual Thai dish for him. I also manage to eat all mine this morning – actually it’s already this afternoon isn’t it.





It’s about 2.45pm when J leaves and I dress. Time to go look for the maid – no problems, she is sitting on the bed in one of the rooms opposite waiting. Actually of the four rooms up here, mine has been the only one in use for the last couple of days at least and it maybe the same on the lower floors, so her task is a far lighter one than normal.

Off up to Second Road and my, almost daily, massage with Chai. This time as he strokes my cock he is sitting quite close up to me and I run my hand up the leg of his trousers. He normally swats my hand away when I do that with a laugh and a ‘no!’, a harmless tease, but this time he does not and I rest my hand on his cock area, I cant really feel it, but after a couple of squeezes I can – it is thickening. I go to undo his zip but now my hand gets swatted away and I get ‘cannot’. But the first time he has let me do that this holiday.



Tomorrow is my last day! Thinking back to my last holiday back in January, it was only in the last couple of days that he let me actually touch his cock. And this is all despite me making it quite clear to him from day one, that him allowing me to stroke his naked cock would get him an even bigger tip. Of course he also knows that this also pretty much guarantees that I will be seeing him again tomorrow!

Back at the Queen Victoria, TC was having a mug of tea with hotel boss Vic. I joined them – one of my tasks today was to sort the taxi for Monday morning, and book my room for next August. Now was a convenient time to do both. TC had arrived later than me via British Airways, but we did plan to go back on the same day; his flight would leave just over an hour earlier than mine, he would then wait for me at Heathrow (although he would have to change terminals) and we would get a taxi back to the Midlands together.

Ok so taxi booked, and my same room booked for August 2016 and credit card used to pay for both taxi and the deposit on the room – all done. A twinge in my stomach and a hurried climb back to my room and straight into the ‘hognam’ and a timely reminder that my tummy troubles may have abated somewhat, but they were far from over (indeed they were not to be until well after my return to the UK).

But I am rescued a few hours later by a phone call from an Australian friend, he is downstairs eating with a girl that we both know called Beer and her friend if I want to join them, And actually I do, I need to eat something and I was grateful for the distraction. My friend has a proposal, did I want to come back to his apartment with them and watch them shower and play around together – and yes photographs would be ok. And actually that sounded an increasingly more attractive idea.



We get two taxi bikes, Beer travels with me as she knows where to direct the taxi-bike too – a route that doesn’t involve climbing lots of outside steps – I must be coming across as the invalid LOL but I wasn’t going to complain. Up in my friend's room we sit out on the balcony for a while, it’s a fine night and the views from his ViewTallay6 apartment room are spectacular. Given the length of his holiday he has a concession rate there and actually he is only paying about 30% a day more than I am here at the QV.

His shower has clear glass panels affording clear views as the girls shower together, I draw up a chair to sit and watch – I am feeling a little bit uncomfortable with all this and decline pictures. But I am at the same time deeply appreciative of the efforts he is going to to shake me out of the recuperation blues.



Post shower I am not really feeling in the mood for subsequent 'events' with the girls, and so I take my leave. But I am feeling horny, and VT6 is more than half-way towards Boyztown. A quick text to Vit and I am on yet another taxi bike and speeding my way towards him. Perhaps I am his only customer at the moment as he claims? – he always seems to be available whenever I want to see him, and indeed as we climb the stairs to the Short Time – sorry ‘massage’ rooms - all the doors are open. Vit and I are the only ones up here and its gone 9pm already on a Saturday night.


Into our room, the big one at the end and we help each other undress – and guess what?, his cock is almost fully hard already, mine is catching him up; we grab a blue towel each and head to the shower together. I have to stand sideways on as he washes and rinses me, he spends a long time washing my cock. My turn to help him and as I do his back I slip my cock between his legs so that its nestling in his bum crack, more liquid soap and although I am not actually fucking him, I bend him towards the wall slightly, hold his hips and pretend to fuck him. He is getting into this and is already wanking himself as I do so.

Feels really good, I was only going to make a token effort on this but incredibly I can feel myself start to cum – the back of his balls gets sprayed! He too is close, he turns around and pushes me down to my knees, a few more strokes and he cums – and the back of my throat floods and I try not to gag! LOL We shower some more.

But this session is not over – back to the room and he does a bit of a massage on my back and once again I can feel his cock start to harden as he reaches across me. Turn-over time and my cock is still pretty lifeless but his is more than ready for action. He is putting on a condom – where the hell was he hiding that - and lifting my bum up under a pillow. I know this is going to hurt to start with but I do my best to relax.

He goes in slowly but then tries to speed up too soon and I have to tell him to stop. ‘Sorry’ he says ‘I horny!’, but lots more oil and he is off again and this time it is not so bad, in fact I am quite enjoying it in a strange way. My cock starts to thicken and lift and he uses one hand to wank me as he fucks me. But he is soon closing his eyes and I brace myself for the final thrust or two as he fills his condom.

He comes and lies along side me, a lips kiss and he rests his head on my shoulder and gently plays with my cock as we chat. He is sad I am going home on Monday and wants to see me again tomorrow (trust me Vit you will!). He wants to come to England, he wants to stay with me – this from someone who didn’t want LT ! LOL



I don’t think for one moment that he will ‘miss me’, he will miss my money and we do have great sex together but that is pretty-much it. I am likely to be the one that misses him. I am enjoying my holiday romance with J true enough, but these hot sweaty sex sessions with Vit have undoubtedly been the best and most memorable of all my barfines this holiday.

We shower yet again and dress and he gets a good tip from me, this was also one of the very few sessions I had with him that went over the hour. How do I remember all this?, well I do update my notes several times a day, but some of these sessions in particular (like the one with Ray at Eros Boys) are etched into my wank-bank memory; well most of them are. Writing this I can still close my eyes and almost watch a video-tape of the session in my head; I most certainly can of the final one tomorrow! – but more of that tomorrow!

I was feeling a little guilty about J, and I had promised to look into his bar again to see him as it was yet another party night. In fact it was an Hawaiian party night and I was duly given a Hawaiian shirt to put over my own as I came in. J looked really pleased to see me and tried to give me a free drink, but no I would pay for it and one for him as well.

My ladyboy lovin friend showed up with his LB for the night and very pretty she was too. Also a minor LB celebrity ‘Josephine Tann’ shows up, another FaceBook 'super-star', I noticed that her English was indeed perfect, marred only by a light American accent! LOL But I was busy holding J’s hand across the bar wishing that I could one day have sex sessions with him that rivalled those I had tonight with Vit – and maybe one day I will?

Back to Soi 6.

I have had a surprisingly active day but am feeling tired again now. Even though it is likely to be several hours more before J appears I want to get back to my hotel room and wait for him (aka – have a few hours sleep).

I must have slept for several hours until I was aware that the door had been opened and saw J enter through the crack of light in the open door. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness again I watched him strip off and head into the shower. Minutes later this slightly damp figure was climbing into the other side of the bed and cuddling up next to me. I had my back to him and felt his cock press against my bum, I pushed back a little and he giggled and I felt a light smack on my bum cheek, If anything he cuddled tighter for a while and then I felt his grip on me go limp as sleep overtook him.

This had been a good day!

[firecat69]

Thanks for your very entertaining thread and complete trip reports.  Based on the number of views, I would guess your posts have entertained many.

 

Where did you find time to take the notes that allowed so many detailed reports between all the SEX? HeHe  Hope you will continue to share your future trips!