Bangkok/Pattaya June-July 2016 Trip Report: To Butterfly or not to Butterfly

[numazu]

obviously you were there so you know better , I did not mean to be harsh

 

Oh no you definitely weren't harsh! And I admire your concern for a super drunk boy. It definitely was a concern for me. I can't imagine how many times these boys get fucked up in a week. In high season probably every single night, if I were to guess.

[ct2005]

I wonder if Tboy ever reveal or hint to you that he has the hots for muscleman Tong. But it might be awkward for both Tong (he is str8 n worship by many) and Tboy (like Tong, from Issan) to do a 3some.

[numazu]

Day 15: When Stars Collide

 

I am more handsy with Tong than any other boy, when asleep. There is just so much more of him to feel and squeeze. The giant biceps, the broad back, the freakishly large mounds of his ass, strong trunk-like legs, and the very definition of a barrel-chested torso. During my first with him I initially apologized to him for being so handsy. I just can't keep my hands off of him. It was the same last night. Cuddling meant my hands were exploring every part of him. I apologized to him again. But I know customers love doing this to him. I know he doesn’t mind (I am assuming, this makes him money), but I felt like apologizing to him anyway. It's one thing to hire someone to use his body for your satisfication, its another to actually act like you are just using them. Respect is important, and goes a long way to getting ultimately what you want, which is presumably great sex, or at least great service.

 

We wake up at 9 AM and everything feels right in the world. After laying down for a few minutes awake, Tong leaps up to go to the bathroom to brush and shower. I look at my phone and see some messages from Cambodia Boy (CB). I reply “Good Morning” and get a reply pretty quickly. He says he is awake after sleeping early so he doesn’t sleep in and miss getting to BKK with Tong and I. I told him yesterday to be at the condo at 11 AM, whether Tong and I are ready or not. I tell him yes 11 AM still sounds good, and if he has to wait at the lobby I’ll let him know.

 

Tong emerges from the bathroom and asks me if I wanted “sek” first or to work out first. I say sex, of course. He says OK, go shower. Tong is all business sometimes, but considerate of time management. He knows that we are going back to BKK today, have to workout at the gym, but recognizes that sex is also part of why he is here, even if it is morning. I shower and emerge in a towel.

 

The sex had every typical trick from Tong’s arsenal. It was familiar and it was satisfying. With the great sleep I got last night, my orgasm came fast and furious, and it even surprised him. After sex I remind Tong that CB is going with us to BKK today. He acknowledges. He cleans up first, and then I go.

 

When I come out, I see him, still in a towel, trying to work the microwave oven. I help him and turn it on to cook for 2 minutes. What was he trying to heat up? That pork thing I barely ate at Sizzler last night. I ordered the pork knuckle: a deep fried giant thing with the skin still on. It tasted heavenly but you really can’t eat a lot of it before you think you’re going to die of a heart attack if you eat any more. But this morning, hungry, pre-workout, it actually was a good idea. Tong enhanced the experience by cutting it up himself with the cutlery available in the condo (Advantage: Condo), and serving both of us equal portions of that giant pork knuckle. It was yummy, it was needed, and Tong grinning the whole time we were eating made it even better.

 

It’s almost 11 AM by the time we finish eating. I message CB asking him where he was. He said he was just getting ready to take the Baht Bus from Jomtien to Central Pattaya Rd and the condo. OK, I say, Tong and I are going to the gym so call me if you are at the condo lobby.

 

We get to the fitness room and it was empty. Tong gets on the treadmill and I get on the elliptical. Here is the pretty view at the 44^th floor gym:

 

 

20 minutes later I get a Line call. It’s CB and he says he’s at the lobby. I tell Tong where I am going. I towel down and get to the lobby. CB is looking nice in his long sleeved shirt that I bought him, with a big duffel bag. I tell him we are at the gym but told him he can stay in the room. I take him to the room and go back to the gym.

 

I get back and tell Tong that CB is waiting in the room. Tong then says that his wallet is in there and was concerned about it with CB there. I do not think about it and tell him I will get it for him. He appreciates it and tells me where it was. I go back down to the room. I see CB in his earphones listening to music. I tell him I forgot something. I go to the bedroom and find Tong’s wallet. I give CB a kiss and tell him hopefully we won’t be long. CB tells he is OK and don’t rush.

 

I get back to the gym and hand Tong his wallet. Tong says thanks with a smile. He finishes cardio and we do some chest exercises. Using a machine first and then some weights. I get great tips from him on proper form, weight and reps. He definitely knows what he is doing, obviously, and I appreciate this bonus value to this off. We continue with some arm workouts and cool off with some more cardio.

 

We get to the room and make introductions. The Tawan star and the Jomtien Complex star meet and very shy to each other at first. Tong showers for the third time today and I go to CB to tell him we are eating lunch after this. I do my best in packing and straightening up the place because I am checking out of the condo today. I do not need to meet the owner to turn over the keys; he tells me that I just need to drop off the keys at the mailbox at the lobby. Tong finishes and then I shower quickly. I pack up the bathroom and finish packing.

 

CB takes the garment bag with my suit. The American, Thai and Khmer leave the condo and get in the car. I head over the mailbox and drop off the keys, and then send the owner a text saying thanks for the hospitality. I ask Tong where he wanted to eat, he immediately says Royal Garden Plaza Mall. This guy really loves that mall. I don’t mind. We head over Beach Rd and get to the mall and park in the basement.

 

Tong points up and says “We eat many food?” and I get exactly where he wanted to go. Foodwave is in the top floor of the mall and it was the first meal I had when I first tried Pattaya a few years ago. I was checking in the Marriott that time and they did not have my room ready yet at 1 PM. I was hungry that time and it was my first taste of that type of restaurant. Lots of food choices: Thai, Japanese, Chinese, Russian, Italian, American etc, all in one food place. A little bit pricey and it is easy to get carried away with ordering a ton of food, but it’s a good place to try as many good kinds of foods in one roof.

 

I tell the boys to not be shy and get what that they wanted. We order our food in the various food kiosks, and get receipts for what we ordered. Apart, we take about 15 minutes looking for what we wanted and then congregate in one of the couch and table setups they had. It will take them about 15 minutes or so to prepare the food and get served to us. Tong asks me what kind of drinks we would like, I tell him to get all of us ice coffees, CB nods that it’s fine. He gets up and goes to the drinks station and put in the order.

 

Tong immediately sets into gear and asks for all of our receipts. He counts all the food items and asks us what they were. He borrows my smartphone and uses the calculator to add up the cost of all the items so I am aware of the total. The food slowly come in and Tong checks which ones have arrived in the receipts, and checks up on us to see if it was what we ordered. There were one or two items that haven’t come yet and Tong gets up and asks about the items from the wait staff. When all the food items were there, he hand me the receipts and we start to eat. We get a variety of roast duck, Thai omelettes, beef and chicken, some fries.

 

Eating was also interesting. I start talking and slowly Tong and CB join in and pretty soon we are all having a pleasant discussion. Also, Tong distributes his food order to the two of us so we have a taste of what he is eating. CB does the same, puts his fries in the center and gives us a portion of his chicken. I join in, give them some of my omelette and duck. Sharing is caring. Lots of caring in our table.

 

I ask the boys if they wanted to do something before heading over to BKK. Tong said that he wanted to buy some food at a local grocery store between Pattaya and Bangkok. CB said he wanted to check out the animals display that he saw at the ground floor of this mall. Tong wanted to check that out as well so we finish up and I pay for everything. 1730 baht for all the food we ordered. $49 for a great meal and good times seem cheap to me. We are all full and satisfied.

 

In good spirits, we head down to the ground floor and check out the animals display. It is early afternoon Friday at the Royal Garden Plaza Mall and there were a good number of people at the checking things out. There were some vendors with a number of exotic animals with them. About 10 vendors with a variety of snakes, birds, small mammals and some frogs and small reptiles. For a small donation you can even handle and touch some of the animals and take pictures with them. It’s a hit for the kids, and it’s an even bigger hit with Tong, CB and myself. We go vendor to vendor, looking at what kind of animals they had, and Tong asks a few questions in Thai about them to the people there. He tells me and CB in English any interesting tidbit he gets from the vendors. He puts in 20 baht in some of the donation boxes. CB obsesses on some squirrels and takes pictures. A (hopefully anonymous) photo of the two stars, having fun (I wish you could see their faces of glee):

 

 

They see the python display and they just had to take pictures with the python wrapped around their torsos. I gamefully take photos for both of them. Maybe you have seen their facebooks with these photos. I did not have the courage to do it myself but glad they were able to get these photos. We were like a family almost, spending a day in the mall after eating a family meal. A sexy family. Though we do not look related at all. I guess its more like good friends hanging out.

 

It’s a fitting end to my/our Pattaya trip. This Pattaya trip has been different from the other trips I’ve had to this little city. Like previous trips, there was a lot of sex, some drinking, and lots of late nights. But unlike those trips, this one was enhanced by the efforts of these two boys. We get on Tong’s car and get on Second Rd, and I was almost tempted to tell them that we are going to stay one more day. Instead, we all settle in our seats and drive our way to Bangkok.

 

To be continued...

[orson]

Wish there was more details on the nights with Tong.

[numazu]

I wonder if Tboy ever reveal or hint to you that he has the hots for muscleman Tong. But it might be awkward for both Tong (he is str8 n worship by many) and Tboy (like Tong, from Issan) to do a 3some.

 

He hasn't said anything to me. The two Thais were getting friendly over dinner so I could've made something happen between the two, but it's a lost opportunity.

 

 

Wish there was more details on the nights with Tong.

 

 

Haha well what details did you want to know.

[orson]

Lurid, steamy hot details please.

[vinapu]

Lurid, steamy hot details please.

let people have their privacy

[firecat69]

let people have their privacy

Your joking right?  He has been anything but private in the stories of his trip and we have all enjoyed it.

[ct2005]

Though I would like to read more juicy details for Numazu's latest encounter, I think by being less explicit would mean more "privacy" & more "respect" for the parties involved.

[bucknaway]

I'm just happy to read his posts and won't backseat drive his posting or his holiday.

 

Soon we will be feasting on a447's and vinapu's reports

[ggobkk]

Enjoy reading each installment and find the writing well crafted.

 

Major question (at the moment) is when do you find time to do the writing?

[numazu]

Day 15.5 Back in Bangkok

 

Tong’s SUV is a great vehicle for road trips. It's spacious inside, agile on the road, and very comfortable. It’s definitely an upgrade from using PT Taxi to get from Pattaya to Bangkok. Oh wait, those are not the reasons why this ride is better than PT Taxi. It’s Tong, the driver, that makes this drive infinitely better. It’s a hunky driver, so I get a driver with great visuals and not averse to being touched, so I hold his left hand while driving, maybe run my hand up and down his arm, maybe steal a touch or two on his chest and shoulders. He doesn’t show that he is at all bothered by this attention. So I take advantage. I hope he doesn’t hate me after this.

 

Cambodia Boy (CB) is seated in the back, quiet. I look back and see him in earphones probably listening to music or watching YouTube. I notice before that when he watches YouTube videos of English songs, he does not watch the original music videos by the artist, but the versions where the lyrics are flashed in the screen. Perhaps to learn the words, perhaps some pronunciation is not as intelligible to his Khmer ears. But one thing I appreciate about CB is his quest to better his already good English. During the ride he would show me certain English words he doesn’t know how to pronounce, or does not know the meaning of. Still constantly learning. One of the many things I love about him.

 

Tong is quiet most of the time, but sometimes a thought gets in his head and he articulates it to me and CB. About the weather, the cars on the road, maybe his gym back home. He tells us that he has a motorcycle. And not one of those puny mocys or rice cookers on the road, an actual, testosterone-filled motorcycle. He wrangles his phone and tries to show me a photo. I see it and it is impressive. He says it costs him a lot of money to get and maintain, but he loves going on rides with other riders on it. He says that in mid or late July there was a big motorbike riding party he was going to join that was going for two days. I was hazy on the details, but he did tell me he needed more gear for the ride. Like a cool leather jacket. He then flashes a big grin at me, asking me, jokingly, if I could buy him one. I tell him maybe when I off him next. He stretches his left arm to me and puts a hand on my cheek and pats it, smiling.

 

At the halfway point, Tong tells us that he is exiting the highway to go to that grocery store he told us about before. We get to that store and the front sign looks like this:

 

 

I don’t know what that reads, but inside its fairly interesting merchandise. A lot of traditional Thai food, mostly dried or pickled stuff. Tong gets a lot of the dried fish and some sauces. CB and I use the bathroom.

 

We leave the store and continue driving. Some raindrops come but does not develop into full rain. Traffic wasn’t too bad as we get closer to Bangkok proper. But it gets significantly worse when we get to Bangkok. Some stops and starts. Tong doesn’t look flustered but he does comment that sometimes he doesn’t understand where the traffic comes from sometimes. Sometimes its rush hour and the traffic is not bad. Sometimes its 2 AM and its wall to wall cars. He says sometimes there is no rhyme or reason to why there is traffic, but if it happens, its really bad.

 

As we inch closer to inner Bangkok, I ask him what he will do after he drops us off at the condo. He says that since its going to be late afternoon when we get to Silom, he might try and go to his local gym and sleep in one of the empty beds that was available to him there. He says that he knows the owner well, and on days that he works out later than he normally does, he sleeps at the gym, and wakes up just in time to get to Tawan, all swollen and muscular from the workout, ready for customers. He says sleep is important to him because he has to sleep for muscle growth, but since he works late hours, it’s a challenge, so he gets as much sleep when he can.

 

After much traffic we get to the condo. Tong drives the SUV in the parking lot but doesn’t park it. He says something to the condo guards in Thai, probably asking to park like this while he helps us with our bags. He takes my roller bag and garment bag, and CB takes his duffel bag. We get up to the room and I open the door. Thank goodness everything still looks intact.

 

CB goes to the bathroom to pee. I grab my wallet and take 5000 baht out and give it to Tong. He Wais in thanks and hugs me for a follow-up. I accompany him down to the ground floor since the elevators don’t work without the key card. I watch him get on his car and drive off. I wave goodbye, he waves back. I have no regrets paying that much. I got a long time off and the sex that comes with it, some company, good conversation, workout tips, a lot of groping, and a one way car ride back to BKK (PT Taxi would cost me 1100 baht, and I can’t molest their driver). Actually not just one way because he had to drive to Pattaya from BKK really. He’s been nothing but accommodating, and the sex was satisfying. Not the most passionate of boys, but that’s what you get for getting a straight, super muscular and masculine Tawan star. But really, nothing bad to say about the off.

 

I get back to the room and see CB naked on the couch, playing with his phone. I guess it never ends when you are in Thailand haha. I ask him why is he naked. He says its too hot for clothes, and the aircon is off and he did not want to turn it on without my permission. I guess that's the trick to get them naked. I tell him I’ll turn on the air and he can put on clothes. He said he wants to be naked anyway, in bed, since he wants to sleep before going out for the night. It’s the perfect time for a nap before dinner. I set the alarm for 7:30 PM.

 

The alarm comes and I wake up CB. He stirs and I go to the bathroom to pee and shower. I’m super hungry and got to keep this train running. I finish and CB is on his phone. He smiles and says that he is hungry. I tell him to shower so we can eat and go out. He showers and gets ready. He always takes a while to get ready but it is always worth it because the end results looks nice.

 

I decide to take him to Silom Complex so he has choices in restaurants in the basement level. At a Friday night the place is busy with people unwinding from the weekend. Mostly Thais(?) and not a lot of farang around eating. We go from one restaurant to the next, checking out their menus to see if we want to eat there. All of a sudden I get a Line call on my phone. I answer it and I hear a familiar boyish voice. “Hello?” It is Xboy Guy. I answer it with CB right behind me.

 

This is the first time I heard from Xboy Guy since he told me his farang took him back and could not see me anymore. He hasn’t texted since after profusely apologizing about not being able to see me again. Familiar feelings come back and I nervously answer back. Hello, how are you? “I good, how you?” I’m OK, I eat now. “OK…” What you want? “You OK now? You have boy?” Yes, he with me. What you want? “OK I go now you busy.” No, its OK. Tell me what you want. <short pause> “I sorry many many. I know you angry me. I OK you angry me. I want see you soon.” Thank you. I OK no problem. You have farang? “Yes. I need money sorry.” I know. It OK. I hope you happy OK. “I want see you after boy. When you Pattaya?” I was in Pattaya morning. Now no. Now Bangkok. “Oh. OK. I want see you next time. I promise I see you” OK. I will text you. I have to eat now. “OK. Thank you. I love you <my name>. I want see you again.”

 

I don’t want to say I loved him back, even if I wanted to, though I wouldn’t have meant it as much as a week ago. I just stayed silent. I hear the familiar bell sound in the background. He is at a 7-11. He might’ve told his farang he was going to 7-11 to buy something and farang let him. That’s why he could call me. Out of farang's earshot. Perhaps against farang's wishes to not speak to me again. I tell him – Goodbye <his name>. I hope you happy. “Bye <my name>. I love you.”

 

I put down the phone, some tears in my eyes. I tear up not because I miss him (OK a little bit), but because I feel bad that he is not allowed to speak to me freely again, or to see me again, and its obvious he wants to. I didn’t want CB to see I was tearing up. But it would be hard to hide from him what I was feeling at the moment. I try to wipe away my tears, but in retrospect I think it was pretty obvious what was happening to me. CB asks if I was OK. I lied and said I was.

 

I hate being the spoiler. I don’t want to spoil Xboy Guy’s chance to get a good steady income from his farang, even if he is (presumably) unhappy. Sometimes the money is just too good, and these boy's choices are very few. I don’t want to be unfair to his farang. He is paying for a service. Maybe he could give Xboy Guy more freedom, but I can see why he is protective, and probably sees me as a threat. I don’t want to spoil CB’s night by sulking and pining and ruining the mood. And most of all, I don’t want to ruin my vacation just because I got tremendously infatuated with a wonderful, beautiful boy who seems to love me.

 

I compose myself and quickly pick a restaurant that I’ve had great luck in. As we sit down, I realize that this was the same restaurant that Xboy Guy and I had our last dinner alone together at. I shake that memory away and focus on the boy that was here for me and with me. CB knows something is up and is quizzically studying my face. He doesn’t say anything but just looks at me. He wants to say something but things better of it. We order and food comes, and things get back to normal. We have pleasant conversation, laugh, talk about Tong mostly, and talk about what I want for the rest of the night.

 

I tell him I do not want do anything tiring tonight. I just want to take in a show with him and go to bed after that. Its been an action packed day, and I think some quality CB time was needed. CB suggests that he wants to check out Tong’s bar. I guess we are going to Tawan tonight. We finish dinner and we hold hands walking from Silom Complex, crossing the street to Patpong, cut through to Surawong, make a left and find Soi Tantawan. Lots of touts outside and we get ushered in. Lots of customers, but it was not a full house on a low-season Saturday night. We get sat down towards the back stage left.

 

Tong immediately recognizes us and sits down by CB. I ask him if he was OK, he said he had good sleep at his gym and says he is OK. We make more small talk and then Tong asks me if my condo was working for me. I said yes, and I want to buy a condo here if I stay in BKK more for vacation. He said that’s a good idea, and he said CB can stay with me when I am in BKK, and can work in Tawan when I am back home. CB laughs at this and says that he is too skinny for Tawan. I hold up CB ‘s wrists and compare it to Tong’s wrist. We laugh. Tong then says that if CB is interested, he can have captain talk to him now. CB says no, but he will tell Tong if he changes his mind. They exchange Line. Tong says goodbye, telling us he has to go to a customer now. He disappears and we never see him again tonight.

 

It is early July. Last time I was here for a show was late June. The Tawan show starts and immediately it was different. At least it looked different to me, maybe this was a regular thing that I don’t know about. The show starts with a drag show. I’ve never seen any drag shows here at Tawan before. I thought that was the antithesis of what Tawan was all about: hyper masculine muscular men. But here they were, lip-syncing their guts out, and dancing like there was no tomorrow. CB was actually impressed by the singing and dance moves, and made comments throughout the numbers. There was an interlude where there was a hideous drag queen singing to a Chinese love song that didn’t go over so well. A total of 4 drag numbers. I didn’t know where Tawan was going with this.

 

And then the familiar voice recording plays: the introduction of what Tawan was about, and a set of warnings, in English, Thai, Chinese and Japanese, on cameras not being allowed and to have a good time. It ends with the bar’s tagline “If you think of happiness, think Tawan.” I kind of agree with that.

 

The numbers are 80% new. I wonder if it was because it just turned July, and there was a new set of numbers. Do they change the numbers every month? Not likely, since I saw the same June numbers in April. Maybe every quarter? Or this is their low season dance/sex numbers? Anyway, there were a total of 5 numbers featuring one guy solo on stage, with them doing classic beefcake poses, with different flourishes that depended on the personality of the guy and the type of music. I liked these numbers, because it shows Tawan as its best: showcasing the guys and their muscles. Mekhin was one of them, looking a bit tired and sad, but still impressing people with his muscles. There was one guys who was playful and sexy, and added gay flourishes to his beefcake poses. I will want to off this guy next time.

 

There were also a couple of numbers with pairs. These again were different from what I’ve seen in the past. These were more expertly choregraphed, and the guys were hot and game for the dance moves. One number had two guys go through a whole sex act, from foreplay to simulated fucking, to music and choreographed steps. It was super hot. They both looked like they were both into each other, which is a big part of selling it to the audience. I’ve never noticed these guys before, but now, I want to off them.

 

And the last dance number was to “New York, New York” sung by Frank Sinatra. It was three guys in speedos and bowties. And top hats, of course. Choreography was just OK, lots of standing around between moves. Clearly one of the guys has just learned the choreography and sometimes he forgot what came next. CB noticed this and could not stop laughing throughout the number. The show still ends up in a chuck-wow sequence with three guys, and depending on how much tips the guys end up getting, that how many guys get to cum. The first guy always cums, but sometimes the second or third guy doesn’t get to cum due to low tips. Tonight, the third guy doesn’t cum.

 

During the numbers, Tawan boy Phet kept getting my attention, talking to me, massaging my back. While he is super cute and giving me attention, it was only going to be me and CB tonight. When the show ends, I give Phet 100 baht and tell him I am with another boy tonight. He asks me “Tomorrow?” I tell him maybe. He hugs me and kisses my cheek. Not sure if he recognized me, but like I said a few posts ago, Phet was my very first off in Thailand ever.

 

CB and I walk back to the condo slowly, talking about the Tawan numbers. We gave it a B+. We go by 7-11 and get some snackies and waters. CB gets a lot of juice boxes. He loves it. We get back to the condo and enjoy the rest of the night, talking, eating, and living in the moment.

 

Butterfly Status: dormant

[orson]

The drag show that serves as a front act to tawan's main show has been there ever since i started visiting the bar. On weekdays/slow nights they might skip it, but its definitely there during weekends. I think its the tawan boss, way of giving back to his gay compatriots.

 

Is phet a muscle guy with a mousrache? I thought he stopped working. If you have a pic maybe can PM me.

[vinapu]

Your joking right?  He has been anything but private in the stories of his trip and we have all enjoyed it.

only partially, 

 

numazu and in fact any poster tells us what he wants and withdraws what he sees fit. This is maintaining privacy.

 

There are posters who freely report in detail what happened in the bed but would not answer question about what hotel they are staying in or how much they tipped  as an example.

 

But you are correct  - we are all enjoying numazu's reports and waiting for next installments with great anticipation

[vinapu]

 

Major question (at the moment) is when do you find time to do the writing?

thank you for pointing it out. Often readers don't realize how time consuming putting together those reports is .

[vinapu]

. There was an interlude where there was a hideous drag queen singing to a Chinese love song 

 

“If you think of happiness, think Tawan.” I kind of agree with that.

 

 

actually if my poor taste needs to be proven again I like her and always tip her even if I'm not into drag at all.

 

I agree with Tawan motto as well, boys there may not be to everybody's taste but at least they act , look and behave like men.

 

I realize I will sound pathetically out of date but need to comment  on XBoy phone affair. Some guys are letting technology to ruin their vacations and fun time. You are with beautiful boy , leave the bloody thing in your luggage and focus what do you have on hand enjoying while it lasts.

 

I don't use phone on my vacations at all and  don't hesitate to sternly remind my boys that they are now with me , not their phone at their first attempt to use and still my days and night are busy and full, never miss my appointments and boys knowing that they can't call me tend to be  shockingly on time. 

Only once I recall I could use it when was late for a dinner with Christian at Madrid Tavern because of getting too amorous with Senso employee.

 

Waiting for  a next installment impatiently , congratulations for numazu for reaching 10000 views of this thread in just 2 weeks

[numazu]

Lurid, steamy hot details please.

 

I wish I was an erotic writer. I probably won't do it justice if I tried.

 

 

let people have their privacy

 

 

Your joking right?  He has been anything but private in the stories of his trip and we have all enjoyed it.

 

Though I would like to read more juicy details for Numazu's latest encounter, I think by being less explicit would mean more "privacy" & more "respect" for the parties involved.

 

I try hard to be respectful of the boys when I talk about them. That's why I don't want to put their names or faces in my posts. Tong was an exception because he is well known and any attempt to describe him will be very well known to the lots of fans of Tawan on this board. Still, I will not post any photos of him either, though I took a number of them, just like I do of some of the boys I spend time with. They respect me in our encounters, and I respect them in return.

 

 

I'm just happy to read his posts and won't backseat drive his posting or his holiday.

 

Soon we will be feasting on a447's and vinapu's reports

 

 

I live for other's trip reports as well. I appreciate the interest in mine and hope I inspire others to share their experiences as well.

 

 

The drag show that serves as a front act to tawan's main show has been there ever since i started visiting the bar. On weekdays/slow nights they might skip it, but its definitely there during weekends. I think its the tawan boss, way of giving back to his gay compatriots.

 

Is phet a muscle guy with a mousrache? I thought he stopped working. If you have a pic maybe can PM me.

 

Thanks for the clarification. LOL at a muscle guy with a mustache: thats probably 80% of the guys in Tawan. No Phet doesn't have a mustache. He's one of the younger ones and less "muscular" than the majority of the guys. 

[numazu]

I realize I will sound pathetically out of date but need to comment  on XBoy phone affair. Some guys are letting technology to ruin their vacations and fun time. You are with beautiful boy , leave the bloody thing in your luggage and focus what do you have on hand enjoying while it lasts.

 

 

Waiting for  a next installment impatiently , congratulations for numazu for reaching 10000 views of this thread in just 2 weeks

 

Haha about the phone. I am one of the culprits that let technology ruin their vacations. I am ceaselessly connected to the outside world, including my work, the news, my friends, and the boys, during my time with friends and other boys. With my BF, probably half the time together we are on our phones talking about what we see in our phones. Maybe its my generation? Some of the boys are sometimes connected when I am with them. Its part of the experience for me sometimes. But we know when to put our phones down . Also, my job is in tech (partially), so being connected is second nature. I wish I could stop though.

 

Is that some kind of record: 10,000 views in 2 weeks? I'm assuming its not unique views, otherwise I may have underestimated the Gaythailand population. Anyone have an estimate of how many unique people log in per day, members or anonymous?

[numazu]

Enjoy reading each installment and find the writing well crafted.

 

Major question (at the moment) is when do you find time to do the writing?

 

Thanks for thinking its well crafted. Not sure how it translates when I put it out there.

 

It is fairly time consuming to write these. It helped that I finish a first draft of about 3/4 of the trip before I got back home. It also helped that I went to Hong Kong the first part of my trip, that's when I finished that first few days of writing. I would also write in my free time, between boys, the drive to Pattaya, and the million hours I was flying back home.

 

I just do a lot of proofing and rephrasing before I post. Some fall through the cracks obviously. 

[orson]

 

 

Thanks for the clarification. LOL at a muscle guy with a mustache: thats probably 80% of the guys in Tawan. No Phet doesn't have a mustache. He's one of the younger ones and less "muscular" than the majority of the guys. 

 

 

oh i think you mean peet. number 32, the one with the faux hawk and extensive body tatto.

 

i saw tong's pic with the boa in pattaya, he looks truly happy in that pic.

[Guest abang1961]

Next time, I should inquire about performing that Chinese number for that drag queen.

Trouble is, I really don't look good in woman's cloth even with thick layers of make-up on.

[Jasper]

Phet was my very first off in Thailand ever.

 

Interesting choice. I would love to read about your first ever visit to Tawan as extra edition of your trip report.

[Jasper]

oh i think you mean peet. number 32, the one with the faux hawk and extensive body tatto.

 

I think you are right. Young(22 years old) cute smile but horrible tattoos. I like Boy's tatoos much better. Koi Carp in arm/ Geisha in chest/Dragon in back. I also like other boys Sak Yan tattoos too. They are hot to look at.

Oh he was wearing a Gucci messenger bag, I wonder who gave it to him.

[numazu]

Day 16: Bangkok Tales

 

Time flies when you’re having fun. I can’t believe I have only two nights left in Bangkok, and back to California I go (sort of). The last few nights of a Thailand vacation for me means I begin to wind down, having checked most of the boxes I set out to accomplish before this trip started. First threesome? Check. Night at Jomtien Complex? Check. Off a Tawan star? Check. Get my heart broken a million pieces? Triple check. Now its just a matter of slowing down and taking time to smell the roses. The energy expended boy-chasing, the inertia needed to form connections with the boys I like, and the anxiety of preparing to go back home, is enough for me to not take too much risks in my last few days here.

 

I get another night of full rest. I wake up at 8 AM and surprised I wake up early. Then I turn to Cambodia Boy (CB), and see that while he is sleeping, he doesn’t have the blanket on him. I feel his hands and its ice cold. I took the covers from him last night and now he’s freezing cold! I pull the covers to his side and cover him up. I give him a full hug to help him warm up. I drift back to sleep like this.

 

10AM and I wake up again, entangled with CB. The aircon in the condo is fairly strong, so its very conducive to cuddling (Advantage: Condo). CB, half-awake, whispers “How are you baby?” in a very endearing way. I wish I can wake up everyday like this. I try to put aside thoughts of me leaving soon and just focus on the boy. I say I am good. I ask him what he wanted to do today. He said nothing in particular, he will just “follow me”. I told him I just wanted to relax today.

 

We cuddle, and then it soon becomes a make out session, and then it soon becomes a chuck-wow session. We both cum while kissing, appreciating some tenderness early in the day. He cums first, and all over his chest and tummy. I aim towards him, also summing all over his chest and tummy. All the cum on his lean frame quickly drips down on the sheets. Thank goodness for the washer and dryer in the unit (Advantage: condo). He stands up, maneuvering his body to carefully not letting any more of the cum drip off his body. He goes to the bathroom, pees and showers. I see some drips of cum on the floor. We are both huge cummers. I strip the bed of the linens and stuff them in the washer/dryer.

 

He emerges in a towel and tells me if he can stay in the bathroom while I shower. I say sure and disrobe and enter the shower. With the shower having transparent doors, he can see me and I can see him. While I shower I see what he is doing: his daily beauty regimen. The flawless skin, bright complexion, and trendy hair obviously needs to be maintained to keep himself employed. He told me before he prides himself of not needing to wear any makeup, like most of the gogo boys out there.  Onstage, under harsh lighting, and under intense scrutiny of discerning customers, gogo boys need every trick in their arsenal to look delectable for us.

 

After showering, CB is about done with his regimen. When he is done, he tells me his lifestyle is not conducive to maintaining great skin. As a Jomtien boy he drinks a lot for work, and sometimes, after his bar closes, he goes with his Jomtien mates to continue drinking at Jomtien beach, often till dawn and even after that. Coupled with not getting enough sleep and not eating as well as he would like, acne and circles in his eyes are always a concern. So he takes care of his skin when he can. Whatever he does with skin, it works, because he is smooth all throughout. Not a blemish in sight on his light brown skin. He loves parading in the condo naked. I love that he parades in the condo naked.

 

He tells me he is hungry, but he does not want me to take him to an expensive restaurant. He worries that I spend too much money on my vacations. I tell him I appreciate the concern, and I think of a cheap place to go: Foodland in Patpong. We put on clothes, me in horrible Farang Wear™ , him in a nice white crisp long-sleeved shirt, skinny jeans and boots. I decide to at least wear jeans tonight to match his fashion.

 

We get there and there were about 4 other people in the restaurant with us. We look at the menu and take our time choosing. I decide to get the American breakfast (because I am gross) as well as a Thai omelette, CB decides to get a chicken curry thing, fried rice and soup for both of us. We obviously ordered a lot and when the order comes, all the plates could not fit our table. Waitress asks us to move to a bigger table, because we order too much. Eating with CB means eating family style, we share everything and have a hearty conversation about pop culture. He is curious on how popular certain stars he knows are in the U.S. I tell him what I know. We finish, completely satisfied, and I pay up. Its 650 baht for the feast we just had.

 

He then asks me if we can walk around the area so he can see the lay of Silom in the daytime. We both are fascinated with what nightlife spots look like in the daytime. I show him Patpong, and describe to him what it looks like at night. We stop by Silom Tattoo on Patpong and talk to the guy there about a tattoo I wanted to get for my upper left arm. He initially quotes 5500 baht. Kind of pricey but CB immediately haggles and gets the price down to 3500 baht. I tell the tattoo artist we will come back. I am not ready to get a tattoo right now, but at least I know its still a possibility.

 

We walk on Surawong Rd and tell him where Soi Twilight is. We walk by and not a lot of activity on an early afternoon. Some Bangkok Massage boys are out in their familiar white wife beaters and shorts. We leave the Soi and cross the street to get back to Silom. We cut through to Soi Thaniya. I  tell him what this street looks like at night. He tells me this Road is familiar. Then he points to one of the cheap hotels on the Soi and he tells me he usually stays in one of the cheap rooms in that hotel. It costs him about 300 baht a night to stay there, and there is no aircon in the rooms he stays in.

 

He tells me he stays there if things are particularly slow in Pattaya and there are no customers, or if the cheap Charlies are the only hits he gets. He goes to Bangkok and stays at the cheap place and gets on Grindr/Hornet/PRomeo to look for customers. He sometimes does not need the room anyway because he usually gets long time with his customers. But he is glad the room is there in case something happens. He usually gets some customers this way, but does not want to stay in Bangkok full-time because he says it is too busy and fast-paced for him. He likes Pattaya’s sleepy vibe, he likes working in Jomtien Complex, and he likes his bar, his boss, and loves his Khmer friends. He also admits that Bangkok is more difficult to navigate than Pattaya, and sometimes his customer’s hotel is hard to find, that he gets in trouble for being late a good number of times. I wonder how many boys do this sort of thing to earn money.

 

I tell CB that we should go to Silom Complex to go to the DTAC store there. I need my Thai phone to have international roaming (for private reasons). On the way, Dream Boy Thai Guy (DTG) Lines me and asks if I am back in Bangkok. I get so focused being with CB, I forgot that I promised DTG I will see him before I leave.

 

I ask CB if it was OK to see DTG tonight. I do not expect a threesome but I want DTG to stay at the condo. I even show CB a photo of DTG. CB says it was fine. He then asks me to promise that I am his and not DTG’s. I told him yes, I am yours, you have nothing to worry about. I don’t know what he means by this. He is fully aware that I have a BF. Yes I am his, but only till Monday. He will get his tip at the end regardless. I find out later that there is more to this than just saying “I am his.” Another one of my failures, failing to see what “Saving Face” looks like.

 

Unknown to what was coming, I text DTG that I am with another boy today, but he is OK (saving face) with you coming tonight. DTG then calls me. I answer and he immediately asks me about CB. I tell DTG, in front of CB, that CB is an amazing guy, smart, kind, Khmer, and wicked gorgeous. This makes CB laugh. DTG says he really wants to see me before I leave but is unsure with CB there. I tell DTG not to worry and just meet with us. We agree on meeting at 7 PM for dinner.

 

We get to DTAC and they could not help with my roaming inquiry, but they tell me to go to Siam Paragon and the DTAC there can. So we take the BTS to Siam Paragon. BTS is busy today, with the Sala Daeng station filled with people. The trains are filled wall-to-wall as well, and we almost could not fit in the car we go into. Luckily its only two stops away. I grab on a rail, and CB grabs onto my shoulder. Pretty soon we are at Siam Paragon. Back home I try to avoid going to shopping malls back of home because of a number of reasons. Somehow here in Thailand they are less of an issue for me. Siam Paragon, MBK and Terminal 21 are favorites of mine, and if retail therapy is needed, I duck into one of those malls and spend an entire day with my favorite boy of the trip.

 

I tell CB that maybe we can go to shopping trip tomorrow, my last day. It’ll be a good chance for me to buy little trinkets for the BF and some friends and family back home, as well as buy CB and maybe DTG some stuff as thanks, and to remember me by. CB, who has an expensive habit of spending money on nice clothes to maintain his pretty boy look, and tries to get customers to be pay for them, won’t pass up this opportunity. He has been game for just about anything I throw at him, though sometimes not without difficulty, so why not brighten up his day with a day of shopping.

 

We get to DTAC and at reception I tell the reception guy what I needed. I get a number to get in the queue, I notice that my ticket has “English Speaking” on it. CB sits with me waiting just playing with his phone. My number comes up and I tell the customer rep about my need for roaming. He tells me its not problem but he says he needs my passport. I of course did not bring it with me, and I even forgot my colored photocopy of it that I usually bring with me all the time. I apologize and tell the guy I would just have to come back to get my passport.

 

We spend the rest of the afternoon in the mall, just window shopping and spending time together. We get back to the condo and continue bonding over music and pop culture. Pretty soon it is time to prepare for dinner. I take the clean linens from the washer and prep the bed for three people tonight. I think to myself, I get along great with DTG with my time with him, and I get along great with CB as well, surely DTG and CB with me will be even a greater time right? I guess I'll find out tonight.

 

To be continued...

[vinapu]

again , you are master of suspension