Bangkok/Yangon/Bagan/Mandalay Trip Report: Playing With Fire

[Creditisdue]

Numazu , thanks a lot for letting us see BurBoy's right knee

 

Maybe next time we can get the left knee 

[vinapu]

Maybe next time we can get the left knee 

you guys are becoming too possesive

[aussie_]

I would go to those parties if they had some twinks dancing on stage. They nearly always have the larger muscle guys. Same in the gay parades in Taipei and after parties. I guess Cupidol bar or similar will have to do for me Still, it is interesting to see inside the parties with your photos and descriptions.

[steveboy]

I would go to those parties if they had some twinks dancing on stage. They nearly always have the larger muscle guys. Same in the gay parades in Taipei and after parties. I guess Cupidol bar or similar will have to do for me Still, it is interesting to see inside the parties with your photos and descriptions.

 

Same with me too.  I associate Asian boys with twinks or at least slim guys, larger muscle guys are plenty in my country.

I was just seeing some photos from the famous gay parade in Taipei, and thinking:  oh, so many gorgeous Taiwanese twinks,  why are THEY not riding the floats?  The ones in the photos were not so much muscular but a little bit rounded with few attractive profiles to grab, and they would be perfect with some food shortage in their country.

[numazu]

Day 10: It’s a Good Day to go to the Embassy

 

At close to 1 AM BurBoy tells me he is ready to go. We say goodbye to anddy, who no doubt is still raring to party. We both still are lightweights. We all hug and I wish anddy well with handling all the hotness that surrounded us. It was the last night of the party, of most of these boys will be leaving tomorrow in flights or bus rides, so some of them are making the most of the fun. I still had a full week ahead of me in Bangkok, so the party will restart for me again tomorrow.

 

We get out of CentralWorld and find the exit to get out of the complex. On the way we pass by fellow tired revelers taking smoke breaks or just taking a break from the sensory overload:

 

 

 

 

We were about done ourselves. We get to the street and BurBoy hails a taxi. 60 baht later we were back at the condo. BurBoy immediately turns on the shower so we can both be fresh for sleep. I have gotten used the showers before bedtime with BurBoy. It was a good way to unwind and relax, and of course be fresh for possible nighttime or morning sex. That’s what I call a win-win. A few weeks later, after work one time and hanging out at home, while I was Lining BurBoy, I told him I was going to bed, and he asked if I finished showering. I told him no, I didn’t want to shower before bed. He couldn’t understand why I didn’t shower before going to bed. I told him it was winter in America, and that night it was just too cold to take a shower before bed.

 

We finish showering and decide to go to bed at the cum-encrusted bigger bed in the main bedroom. It was our last night in this condo so we didn’t care. We fall asleep immediately, no sex, just sleep. BurBoy had big plans tomorrow, so he was eager to rest up. I woke up at around 9 AM without the alarm, and get up to pee. I return and BurBoy is still fast asleep:

 

 

I slide back in bed and I spoon him. With such an inviting sight, how could you not. He stirs and slowly wakes up. “Good morning,” he whispers, smiling with eyes still closed. He turns to face me and then pulls me in to hug me. I feel his expected morning wood pressing against my thigh. We kiss to start the day. “Moment!” he explains. He gets up and goes to the bathroom. “Cannot pee na!” he says, unable to pee with a raging hard on. Just the typical morning with BurBoy of course. He eventually was able to calm down and pee.

 

He emerges from the bathroom, naked, and stroking his cock. I take matters into my own hands (so to speak) and set him back down the bed. I suck him back to hardness and rewards me with moans of pleasure. I suck, and rim, and finger, and after a few minutes he came in my mouth. Good morning to me.

 

Another shower of course immediately follows that. In the shower he was chatty, telling me what he wanted to do today. He wanted to go to the Myanmar Embassy today to see if he can get a passport. He also wanted to see his good friend who in a few days was going to do the monk thing so it was his last days of fun and frolic (as well a full head of hair) before a few days of meditation and solace at the monastery. I tell him maybe we can meet his friend over drinks or something. He thinks about it as we finish showering.

 

The condo unit was a war zone. There were clothes everywhere from our shopping and preparation for the party. Myanmar souvenirs were also strewn about while we sort it all out between the two of us. And both bedrooms were a mess due to our exertions. We pack up and tidy up the best we can for our move today. For my last 6 nights in Bangkok I rented an AirBNB that was walkable to Silom, so we can take advantage of the bars.

 

After packing I look for breakfast choices around the area. I find a promising restaurant called Kay’s Boutique Breakfast that was a 10-minute walk from the condo. FWIW it was #233 out of 9,481 ranked Bangkok restaurants on Tripadvisor. The reviews looked promising, and it looked like they had a healthy variety of iced coffees that I required out of my breakfasts. I consult with BurBoy and he says “I anything today,” so we put on clothes and walk to the restaurant. It was a nice day to walk the streets of Bangkok.

 

We get there and at 11 AM, and since it was a breakfast-only place, we got there before it closed at 11:30 AM:

 

 

 

There were some yummy items on the menu, mostly western stuff. We order some iced coffees and orange juice, and our main meals:

 

 

 

We sat by the bar so we were able to see them cook our food, which was an entertaining plus:

 

 

We get our breakfast items, a King of Egg Benny (eggs benedict) and creamy pasta with ham and egg:

 

 

 

The portions were smaller than we were used to, but we both agreed that it tasted amazing. We finish and pay up (850 baht) and head back to the condo to walk off the yummy food. Definitely highly recommended breakfast restaurant, if you guys are ever in the area.

 

We pack up our stuff and make sure we did not forget anything. I Line the next AirBNB unit’s owner and tell her we were on our way to Silom. Luckily the unit was available early today so we were able to check-in before 2 PM. BurBoy hails a taxi and says the familiar “Silom Soi S̄ām” to get us to the new condo unit. It was a different unit from the one I got a few days ago, but it was in the same condo building.

 

The owner was not there to meet us for the keys, but she left the keys to the Juristic person on duty at the condo building office. He asked for my ID and then gave me the keys right away. I didn’t really need the owner to be there, since I have stayed in this building so many times before. And at $45 a night, it was a steal. We get to our 3^rd floor unit, and it was again one of the corner units that was bigger than other one-bedroom units in the building. BurBoy was on a mission though. He immediately took out his dirty clothes, and some of mine, from our suitcases, and started to load it in the unit’s washer:

 

 

BurBoy takes off his tank top and puts on a more “conservative” t-shirt. He says “We now go embassy OK.” I nod my head. I ask him how much money should I bring with me to pay for his passport. He says maybe at least 2000 baht. I bring 5000 baht just in case. I google map the  embassy and it looks like it was walkable:

 

 

It was still a nice day to walk so we have a luxurious walk on Soi 3 to Soi Phiphat 2 to Sathorn Road. Pretty soon we see the sign for the embassy:

 

 

 and we walk in and find out we got in to the Visa side of the building: 

 

 

It was for foreigners who needed a Visa to get to Myanmar. I wonder if it was cheaper to get the visa this way. BurBoy said that the locals part of the embassy was further down the road. We get there and go inside, and then BurBoy instructs me to sit on one of these colorful plastic chairs while he talks to the people in charge:

 

 

It was not like any other embassy I’ve been to. The outside looked like a normal building, but inside, this area for Myanmar citizens looked like the inside of someone’s house. I guess it is still a poor country, even at their embassy that most probably sees the biggest traffic, since there were a lot of Myanmar citizens in Thailand who need help and assistance.

 

BurBoy finishes his conversation and motions to me that we were leaving. He tells me that since it was past 3 PM, they cannot help him today, and they told him to come back in the morning tomorrow for the passport. He said it will only cost him 800 baht for the passport application, and he confirmed with the person that he brought all the paperwork he needed to get one.  He was disappointed that he didn’t get one today. He felt bad that he wasn’t able to fly with me to Bangkok because of his lack of passport, and still felt bad that he couldn’t have one today. I assured him that he will get one tomorrow and not worry about it.

 

It was time to kick-off the rest of the holiday, so up next, more partying…

[traveller123]

Numazu , thanks a lot for letting us see BurBoy's right knee

 

He's teasing us

[eurasian]

Numazu ... thanks  

[numazu]

wow, i have to kudo to your braveness and a little daredevil :-)   Fortunately you had a wonderful time with him but I personally still think it was a risky move :-) 

 

 

Writing about this made me realize how super risky this choice was, but it didn't really occur to me I was at any risk that night. It just shows that there is a very fine line between an amazing time and an event that would've ruined my whole holiday. If the latter happened I would've been less enamored with Myanmar. 

 

exactly, sounded like he highlight already happened just now...!

 

Sometimes the biggest highlights of all aren't sexual . Surprising, I know.

 

Sometimes let the mystery remains.

That Burboy is just too good to have..so sensitive to the client's physical, psychological and emotional needs.

Please allow his good personality to remain intact.

We don't need to discover him ourselves and let that image of him remains forever in these pages. 

 

 

It's funny you call me his client even if I don't pay him anything, and only pay for our travel and food. Thanks for respecting BurBoy's privacy.

 

From DMK to Ratchadamri was recently about 350.  UberBlack probably extra money well-spent after an hour at immigration and then facing another hour just waiting for a meter taxi.  The wait for taxis at DMK seems particularly long, especially compared with Swampy.

 

Thanks DivineMadman. If I can help it, I won't fly to DMK ever again. Either I'll use Bangkok Airways to get to BKK fro SE Asia, or at least fly out of DMK instead of flying to it to get to BKK.

 

Numazu , thanks a lot for letting us see BurBoy's right knee 

Maybe next time we can get the left knee 

 

LOL, you guys are hilarious. 

 

Awesome pics of the party, ill be out of place if i were to attend. Looks like mostly fit young guys only.

 

Most are young (20s and 30s) and fit, yes, but not all. I am sure all are welcome!

 

I don't think that fit and not so fit older guys are out of place in a party like that.  We need to give the example to the young guys and show them that the world is not exclusively for the young but the older are ahead of the younger, who cannot be sure that they will be there when old.  However, even if we belong we don't need to be in a party like that if we find them a little boring like soft porn, and we prefer to spend a much more exciting time for less money, booze, noise and smoke in some popular nude event in a gay sauna.

 

There's a time for sex, and a time for partying. Yes, the two may intersect once in a while, but oftentimes it does not.

 

No matter how good my 30s have been so far, I would still look back to my 20s with fondness. 

 

I would go to those parties if they had some twinks dancing on stage. They nearly always have the larger muscle guys. Same in the gay parades in Taipei and after parties. I guess Cupidol bar or similar will have to do for me Still, it is interesting to see inside the parties with your photos and descriptions.

 

Yes, most gay parades and festivals and pride events around the world have more muscular dancers/entertainers. And the muscular boys onstage were a hit with the party boys. Judging from their large fan bases and popularity, they were the typical ideal body type that the typical party boy coming to the party was looking for.

 

I need to check out Cupidol one of these days. I have a hankering for twinks once in a while .

 

Same with me too.  I associate Asian boys with twinks or at least slim guys, larger muscle guys are plenty in my country.

I was just seeing some photos from the famous gay parade in Taipei, and thinking:  oh, so many gorgeous Taiwanese twinks,  why are THEY not riding the floats?  The ones in the photos were not so much muscular but a little bit rounded with few attractive profiles to grab, and they would be perfect with some food shortage in their country.

 

All I can say is... more for the rest of us.

 

Judging by the photos you posted, most partygoers are Chinese tourists. Were there any local Thais?

 

As anddy has estimated, most are Chinese tourists. A good number from Taiwan of course, and also from the mainland. There was also a lot of local Thais, and I recognized some of them from Facebook. 

 

Numazu ... thanks 

 

Thanks man. More to come (unfortunately).

[spoon]

While everyone can have a preconceived preference of their ideal man, in reality, a lot of other small things can change your heart in a heartbeat. Ive had crushes on short skinny guy simply because he is very kind although physically, i wont be searching for that. Ive had muscular guy that is so boring thats its turns me off. Small things like voice, the way they walk, and many other things always can change your first impression of a guy. Which is why i always gives people benefits of doubt.

[steveboy]

There's a time for sex, and a time for partying. Yes, the two may intersect once in a while, but oftentimes it does not.

No matter how good my 30s have been so far, I would still look back to my 20s with fondness. 

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Yes, most gay parades and festivals and pride events around the world have more muscular dancers/entertainers. And the muscular boys onstage were a hit with the party boys. Judging from their large fan bases and popularity, they were the typical ideal body type that the typical party boy coming to the party was looking for.

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All I can say is... more for the rest of us.

 

Hopefully you are wise to take care of yourself so that in your 50s you look back at your 40s with fondness and in your 70s you look back at your 60s with fondness... etc.

 

While being picky I am glad to leave more for the rest of you,  and I wish these boys the biggest success with all the followers they want.  And while looking for the ideal I can also, like spoon wrote, accept other virtues in lieu of perfect bodies.

[numazu]

Day 10.4: Being Thai

 

So BurBoy was kind of bummed he didn’t get a passport today. He was bummed last month for not being able to get a passport for our trip. The only thing I could think of doing to cheer him up right now is to ply him with food. While we walk on Sathorn Road heading back to Soi Phiphat 2, I put my arm around his shoulders and squeeze. “You hungry? You want to eat?” We just ate breakfast 3 hours ago, so he said “Yes, little bit.” We get to Naradhiwat Rajanagarindra Road and see Alphabet Restaurant (#1,655 out of 9,482 Bangkok restaurants reviewed on TripAdvisor). The menu by the door looks promising, so we get seated.

 

I have to watch what I eat, as opposed to BurBoy who can eat anything. He orders a Mushroom salad with pork, and a calamari appetizer to share:

 

 

 

He orders coconut juice, in a coconut. Here he is, flipping all of you off:

 

 

I ordered a very large Long Island iced tea. BurBoy remarks that I am starting the drinking too early. I tell him that it is my holiday so I can do what I want. He eats his mushroom salad and tells me the nutritional benefits of eating mushrooms.

 

After the meal we head back to the condo. We had about 5 hours to kill before we had to go to our night activities. For the first time together in this trip, we did not have anything planned. No tour to go to, no party for at least 5 hours, just some time to relax. BurBoy takes the finished laundry out of the washer. Since the unit did not have a dryer, he uses the dryer rack by the washer and lays out all our clothes on it, and running out of space, he takes all the hangers from the closets and hangs the rest of the wet clothes around the room.

 

While he does this, I turn on the TV and discover that it had Netflix. I signed in with my U.S. Netflix account and was surprised that it worked. I flip through the shows and see that some of the available shows were different here in Thailand than back home. BurBoy takes the remote from me and flips through the shows. He decides on an ABC show called “Designated Survivor.” I work the TV remote till I figure out how to add subtitles to the show. Alas, it was only English subtitles. BurBoy can read some English, but I imagine he has difficulty reading at conversation speed. He didn’t mind.

 

It’s funny that I have never heard of this show, but the concept is that the President of the United States, all of Congress and all of his cabinet get blown up by terrorists during the State of the Union address. The “Designated Survivor” was the Housing and Urban Development Secretary, and due to the Presidential Line of Succession, the lowly HUD Secretary becomes President. Sounds preposterous, but if the new President is played by Kiefer Sutherland, I am willing to let some things slide.

 

While watching BurBoy had a shit ton of questions about the show. What’s a Cabinet Secretary? Why are their terrorists? Why was there no election? Why is Kiefer Sutherland not tall? It probably took us 50% longer to watch the 45-minute show due to pausing for explanations. I was more than OK with it, but some things cannot be explained fully explained by me due to language, cultural, and educational barriers. The fun is in the trying though, and after it was over BurBoy wanted to watch another episode.

 

After watching another episode, we decide to take a disco nap. I crank up the aircon. Cuddling, spooning, and eventually sleeping, we rest for a few hours. We wake up at 8 PM and get ready for the night ahead. We had plans to have a grand meal at the Ratchada Area. After dinner, we had plans to hang out with one of BurBoy’s best friends and his boyfriend. They could not join us for dinner but will be meeting us at Celebrity Club. We wear matching short shorts and t-shirts and we head out to the street.

 

BurBoy tells me that he wanted go to Oxa Pub and Restaurant (#732 out of 9,482 Bangkok restaurants reviewed in TripAdvisor). That meant we can take the MRT at Silom station and get off 8 stations later at Huai Kwang Station. We walk 15 minutes from the condo to the MRT station. We get those little plastic coin tokens and pay the 32 baht to get to Huai Kwang. We wait with others at the station:

 

 

At almost 9PM, the subway car we get in was pretty busy, and we had to stand. Forty minutes later we get to Huai Kwang station. It would probably be quicker if we took a taxi, but it would’ve been more expensive. Whenever I could, I love taking the BTS or the MRT. Its relatively cheap, goes to most places that I want to go, and its ripe for people watching.

 

We walk to Oxa Restaurant but see that is was closed:

 

 

BurBoy was surprised it was closed tonight. He reads some of the signs and he tells me that it was closed for the New Year celebrations. It will be open again in a couple of days, but today was January 2, and employees need a break. BurBoy quickly checks Facebook to see if Celebrity Club was open tonight, and not also closed due to the New Year. He breathed a sigh of relief and showed me the Facebook post that showed that they were open tonight.

 

We assess our options. BurBoy was set on eating at Oxa, but it was closed. I recommend us going to Celebrity Club now, and look for a restaurant close to it. BurBoy liked this idea, so he automatically hails a cab. He tells the driver our destination. 5 minutes later, we were by Celebrity Club. BurBoy pays the guy 40 baht.

 

We look around the area and we see this green neon sign:

 

 

BurBoy says he has been to this restaurant before, and guaranteed me that I will like it. We get in and the place is huge! It didn’t look this big from the outside. We pass by the bar, and I immediately like it:

 

 

We get seated by the pool, and see that this establishment was called “Nathong Restaurant” (#1,131 out of 9,482 Bangkok Restaurants) :

 

 

We get our menus and peruse the seemingly hundreds of dishes we can order:

 

 

A waitress comes and BurBoy immediately asks for our favorite, Myanmar Beer. We get a cart by our table, and we get poured our glasses of gold heaven:

 

 

I choose one thing and BurBoy chooses two things. I look around the area and there were a lot of people eating around the huge grounds. At the stage there was a live band singing trendy Thai songs:

 

 

I enjoy these Thai restaurants with live entertainment. I don’t understand the songs but the melody is universally catchy. anddy Lines me and asks me what I was doing. I send him a photo of the band and restaurant. I also tell him we were checking out Celebrity Club after this. He replies with “All of that is so Thai.” I laugh and wish him a good night. Since I looked the part, all that is needed now is me speaking the language, and the transformation is complete.

 

Our food comes, and it all looked so good:

 

 

 

 

We ordered some fish Tom Sam, Deep Fried Soft Shell Crab and some Roasted Pork Ribs. We tore into the amazing meal. I look over at BurBoy and he was happily eating the food. The festive ambiance, live entertainment, the delicious food, and the charming company all made the night. We finish and pay up. I forgot how much the meal was but obviously it wasn’t that much for me to remember.

 

With enough beer to make us giddy over the food, we head over to Celebrity Club:

 

 

So next, the boys of Celebrity Club, and BurBoy’s friends… 

[Creditisdue]

Thanks for including your restaurant reviews in your report. If there are 9482 bangkok restaurant reviews on tripadvisor, it would be hard to sift through the chaff. Your reviews are helpful for a BKK newbie like myself. Thanks for taking the time to write about them. And the photos help with knowing what to expect..

[numazu]

Day 10.7: Celebrity Club

 

 

Celebrity Club was BurBoy’s favorite club in Bangkok. This is where he would go with his friends when they had a rare night off, or it was someone’s birthday, or if someone had a financial windfall. Since I suggested that we give one of his best friends, who was about to do his short-term monk ordination in a few days, a send-off, BurBoy thought Celebirty Club would be a good place for it. Since it was in the Ratchada area, it was a little bit far from the Silom gay ghetto, but there was no doubt that this club was gay, judging from the their Facebook page.

 

Before we go in BurBoy gets a call from his friend saying that they are in a taxi and will be at the club soon. We get in the club and see that they still had their Christmas décor up, even if it was January:

 

 

There were some people at the front who asked BurBoy what we wanted for the night. BurBoy told him it was going to be four of us, and will need some Whiskey and mixers. We get led into the club. At 10:00 PM, dance music was playing, though the place was still slow:

 

 

We were given a table that was close to the stage, on the left side. We get served our whiskey bottle and Coca colas and Soda waters and some waters as well. One of the waiters serves us our drinks and we toast to the night.

 

 

In 5 minutes, BurBoy’s friend and his boyfriend arrive. BurBoy gets some hugs from the two guys, and I get handshakes. BurBoy explains something and then the two greet me in English.

 

His good friend is a 21-year-old Thai boy, and his boyfriend is a mid-40s Thai guy. The younger guy (21) was a little bit femmy, tall-ish and very gregarious. His boyfriend (45) is shorter, a little bit heavy-set and soft-spoken. They work together in a small business owned by 45. They seem nice guys, and made every effort to speak in English when they could, and 21’s English was actually better than BurBoy’s. 45 was polite and asked me what I did back home, and asked me about my trip to Myanmar.

 

The waiter serves 21 and 45, and refills BurBoy’s and my drink. 45 asks for some peanuts, which had some kick to it because it had some peppers:

 

 

BurBoy and 21 catch up, speaking in Thai. They were laughing and making jokes, and once in a while BurBoy or 21 translates for my benefit. 45 would once in a while interject, but he was a little bit reserved. I would interject as well if I knew what they were talking about. All four of us were drinkers though, and all of us were putting away the whiskey. 45 whispered to me that he cannot drink too much, because he had work in the morning. I asked if 21 had work as well. He said no, he was off till he had to be shipped off to his ordination in two days.

 

Some staff goes to 21 and BurBoy and talk to the two of them. They busily take photos of the club and drinks and then post the photos on Facebook. The boys then show the staff their Facebook check-in and nod. They come back and give them both stuffed toys:

 

 

I guess at this early hour, getting the youngsters to post their status on Facebook saying that they were at the club, spreads the word to all their friends to come. A good social media strategy.

 

At around 10:30 the music changes and two boys in tank tops and briefs come out and make out and caress each other:

 

 

 

 

It wasn’t hardcore like Fresh Boy or Screwboys, but it was a welcome sight to start out the night.

 

The first sexy boy “fashion show” starts, with the boys going onstage one by one, wearing sleeveless shirts and briefs. When all were out, they dance to the beat:

 

 

 

They leave the stage and 10 minutes later they come out again, this time in black tank tops:

 

 

 

While this was happening, the club slowly fills up, and at 11 was 2/3s full. The fashion show ends and an interlude of music plays. We all toast to the night. I look around and see familiar faces. I see two boys that I think are gogos from Screwboys:

 

 

 

 

They were with an older Thai guy. I am only guessing that the two were working tonight, judging from the body language.

 

At the next table, I see four familiar faces. I think these were Jupiter boys:

 

 

 

 

 

Sadly, or luckily, none of them were MuscleBoy. Since it was Monday, maybe it was their night off, or maybe they all had early offs. It didn’t look like they were with any customers, and were just hanging out by themselves. So my guess most or all of them were gay, since they chose to hang out in a gay club, spending their hard-earned off money on drinks in a relatively expensive club. Maybe there was a special occasion. But it looked like they were having fun, and some of them even were tipping the boys, and taking selfies with the boys. Apparently, gogo boys need other gogo boys too.

 

The first band came out. They were very good, and mostly sang Thai pop songs that were catchy. Another reason I need to learn Thai:

 

 

There was a lot of activity around us. I notice a mostly good-looking bunch of (I’m guessing) Chinese gay boys catty corner from us:

 

 

There was a birthday celebration at the next table:

 

 

The next fashion show then starts, and the boys were wearing just briefs and leather straps worn sexily around their torsos:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

While the boys were sexy and fun, it was kind of sad when my boyfriend has a much better body than the boys onstage.

 

The next act comes out, and she wasn’t Thai. She was from the Philippines, and thankfully she sang English-language pop and dance songs. She was very good, and had a very soulful singing voice. She then serenaded the half-naked boys:

 

 

She sang more songs, before exiting the stage. The boys came back out and danced their little hearts out:

 

 

The boys then dispersed, and this boy was dancing next to us:

 

 

45 gives 21 a 100 baht note, and 21 gives the note and a Whiskey shot to the boy, who gladly took the money and shot:

 

 

 

The boy talks to us for a while, and then gets back up and dances at a different area. Some of the boys stopped at some tables and started drinking with the customers, no doubt for more tips. 

 

Another bunch of songs from the Filipino singer. After that it was a free for all, with the dancers going around the club and dancing and drinking. At 1:45 AM, the dance music intensifies, and the DJ talks for the last time:

 

 

And some seriously intense dance music then plays, and everyone just dances the night away:

 

 

At this point BurBoy, 21 and I were very drunk. 45 was nursing his drink and diluting it with coke once in a while, since he has to work tomorrow. Everyone seems to be having fun. We were all celebrities tonight.

[DivineMadman]

face pics purporting to identify guys as working in go go bars. . . . consent? . . . board rules?? necessary??

[numazu]

face pics purporting to identify guys as working in go go bars. . . . consent? . . . board rules?? necessary??

 

Replaced the photos with blurred faces. Though why only now and why my post DivineMadman, when others have done this in a lot of other previous posts, and in at least one thread you have participated in and did not tell them about their showing face pics, for example:

 

http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10791-pattaya-trip-first-timer-–-2nd-to-7th-february-2017/

 

http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10635-vesseys-august-adventures/

 

The boys are way more naked in those posts. Mine are just public photos, in a non-sexual context, so no need for consent. Just like every other photographer on earth who publishes their work on newspapers or gossip rags.

 

Are there board rules for this? If there are, what are we going to do about those other posts?

[ChristianPFC]

Thanks for your report. Celebrity Club seems to be the former Trinity Club which was G-Star Pavilion when I went in 2014.

[Alexx]

Maybe DivineMadman recognized one of the guys and that guy had told him that he's sick at home that night, when in fact he had been drinking with his buddies? Just a thought.

[steveboy]

Replaced the photos with blurred faces. Though why only now and why my post DivineMadman, when others have done this in a lot of other previous posts, and in at least one thread you have participated in and did not tell them about their showing face pics, for example:

 

These boys who exhibit themselves half naked in a public place (not a private setting) eager to be seen and be popular, would they mind if their photos are taken and shared?  

 

In any case, it is nice of you to take the trouble to blur their faces.

[numazu]

These boys who exhibit themselves half naked in a public place (not a private setting) eager to be seen and be popular, would they mind if their photos are taken and shared?  

 

In any case, it is nice of you to take the trouble to blur their faces.

 

I'm sure if the boys don't have a problem with their employers, via their Facebook Page, taking high resolution photos of them being sexy, I am sure my own, grainier photos are OK with them as well. Some samples, and way more on Facebook:

 

 

 

 

 

They even had some Farang dancers. I'm guessing this club is more "Chippendales", and less Screw Boys, that is why you don't see signs in the club telling customers that use of cameras are not allowed. You actually get rewarded if you take photos in the club and check-in via Facebook (i.e. BurBoy and 21 getting stuffed toys).

 

The sexy boys are obviously there for entertainment purposes only, since the club is not a brothel. I am not saying these boys won't be enticed to cross that line and do that sort of thing, but I am guessing it is not sanctioned by the club. Much like Space Hair Bar in Phnom Penh. Lots and lots of half naked photos of their boys on Facebook and more taken by patrons, but they are known to frown upon boys going the prostitution route (even firing some of them).

 

Maybe DivineMadman recognized one of the guys and that guy had told him that he's sick at home that night, when in fact he had been drinking with his buddies? Just a thought.

 

LOL. I'm not sure about that. I just thought it was a little bit unfair to single out my post. Why me? When there are so many other posts like that around here.

[colmx]

 

LOL. I'm not sure about that. I just thought it was a little bit unfair to single out my post. Why me? When there are so many other posts like that around here.

 

I don't think DM is talking about the Coyote pics (which are on FB) but rather the pics of customers...

 

You took pics of some guys having a night out in a club and posted them on a public forum staing that you thought they were prostitutes 

 

E.g.

"I look around and see familiar faces. I see two boys that I think are gogos from Screwboys:

 

They were with an older Thai guy. I am only guessing that the two were working tonight, judging from the body language.

 

At the next table, I see four familiar faces. I think these were Jupiter boys"

 

If  would have been more appropriate if the pics were part of your boy-watching series and without labelling the guys as possible gogo boys... what if they were just normal gay guys on a night out?

[numazu]

I don't think DM is talking about the Coyote pics (which are on FB) but rather the pics of customers...

 

I responded to DivineMadman on 02 March 2017 - 11:08 AM, and it was about the customers, by promptly blurring out their faces. What you're referring to is my response to steveboy at 03 Mar 08:35 PM, about the coyote dancers. Please read that post to see what I was replying to.

 

You took pics of some guys having a night out in a club and posted them on a public forum staing that you thought they were prostitutes 

 

The danger of writing stream-of-consciousness style is that necessity trumps detail. I wrote that I thought that they were prostitutes, and then showing their faces, but truthfully, without going into the details, I knew they were boys from Jupiter and Screwboys. Poor choice of words on my part, and understandable outrage from some of you, but I made a choice: either I change the photos by quickly blurring their faces, or change the text to say they were actual prostitutes. The former obviously is better for the boys, and I did not have to change the writing drastically under the one-hour maximum edit post time, and I guess I can sleep at night.

 

If  would have been more appropriate if the pics were part of your boy-watching series and without labelling the guys as possible gogo boys... what if they were just normal gay guys on a night out?

 

Pointing out they were prostitutes was the point. My point was that gogo boys relax and party once in a while, and sometimes their club of choice is Celebrity. Just putting them as boy watching wouldn't make sense, since the whole thread is about boy watching.

 

How do I know the boys were actual Jupiter boys?

 

1. I have seen them numerous times at the bar, with the 12 times I've been to Jupiter in 2016

2. My friend's video clip of the Jupiter numbers had them in it, and I rewatched it again to confirm.

3. BurBoy actually was the first one to recognize them, and he pointed them out to me, based on just a few visits with me to Jupiter.

 

How do I know those other boys were the Screwboys guys?

 

1. I offed one of them last year.

 

Of course this detail didn't make it to the already giant post. It didn't fit the flow and I wasn't up to laying out this accounting. Was your problem that I wrote that I was speculating that they were prostitutes, or that I posted photos of prostitutes? If it's the former, this was fixed and I apologize, but if it was the latter, feel free to display umbrage at the others threads in the past that have photos of prostitutes as well. If you already have, thank you for being consistent.

 

The moral of the story for me here is to just not post photos of these gogo boys. I'll just let the others do it, as they seem to be able to do it with no problems on this board.

[traveller123]

Numazu please keep reporting and including photos exactly as you have done to date.

I, for one, trust your judgement in this matter and don't require explanations

[colmx]

I don't have any problem with your posts Numazu... They are very much appreciated and I love to see your perspective!

 

You felt "hard done by" and moaned in your last few posts - so I merely offered a reason why people may have umbrage..

There are a lot of fawners on this board... but it seems that you have a problem with anyone having the temerity to criticize your posts..

 

As you rightfully post you fixed the original DM issue by blurring the pics...

 

Of course your couldn't amend your original post to say they ARE prostitutes... as that would break Thai law and defame them.. So well done to you on choosing to blur their pics and save yourself and this forum future grief

 

The boys in the original post were on an off night in a public place, so nobody has a right to take their pics and call them prostitutes on a public forum (even if they are)

 

The boys in the other threads were working... and KNEW their pics were being taken (otherwise they wouldn't have posed)... Most would argue that your shots were surreptitious.

 

Remember: a picture paints a thousand words... a captions paints ten thousand more!

[DivineMadman]

Replaced the photos with blurred faces. Though why only now and why my post DivineMadman, when others have done this in a lot of other previous posts, and in at least one thread you have participated in and did not tell them about their showing face pics, for example:

 

http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10791-pattaya-trip-first-timer-–-2nd-to-7th-february-2017/

 

http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/10635-vesseys-august-adventures/

 

The boys are way more naked in those posts. Mine are just public photos, in a non-sexual context, so no need for consent. Just like every other photographer on earth who publishes their work on newspapers or gossip rags.

 

Are there board rules for this? If there are, what are we going to do about those other posts?

 

Yes there are rules.  They are discussed occasionally - such as this.  It's an opportunity to be reminded of them.  

 

You refer to a Vessey post.  The rules are actually discussed quite a bit in that post.  I think it starts around post #24 and is discussed again later.   So yes there are rules.  No I did not raise the issue in that post.  It was already being raised better than I ever could have.  So it's not only your posts where this issue arises, and it's not only by me.  Speaking only for myself, whether I raise an objection or point something out depends on general levels of crankiness, whether someone else is already making the point, is it egregious, is it so crazy it merits correction, how busy am I, and 100 other reasons. 

 

For me - and this is just my opinion - taking photos of guys in their off -- err, private -- time and posting them identifying them as working in a go go bar, without their consent, was not appropriate and needed to be corrected.  I think it also runs afoul of the board rules, but regardless of the rules, I still think it's inappropriate. Merely posting the pictures of handsome guys at a party/club- no problem.  Identifying them as working in a go go bar - problem.  And unnecessary.  

[aussie_]

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