Bangkok Trip Report: To Butterfly or not to Butterfly Part 2 – The Devil and the Angel

[spoon]

Other than boy-boy relationship, farang-thai relationship, and older-younger relationship, there are varying level of acceptance of each of these by the boy and bystanders alike. Like samebb mentioned, asean generally have unbiased respect for elders regardless who or what race u are, hence the smiles u might get from anyone there really.

 

For the boy, especially who do this without the knowledge of his family/gf/friends, its perfectly sensible for them not to be seen showing any suspicious behaviour outside. So far from stories here, i gather, non thai money boy are more likely to show affection as they dont know anyone around that they want to hide this side of his life from, so they dont mind doing something that might be benefited to him.

 

Just remember, even if they are open, there will be one of two odd balls in any culture or race or religion that behave differently and you never know when you'll meet them. I have seen even other tourists' sometimes reacted badly for any homosexual pda.

[Guest samebb]

Other than boy-boy relationship, farang-thai relationship, and older-younger relationship, there are varying level of acceptance of each of these by the boy and bystanders alike. Like samebb mentioned, asean generally have unbiased respect for elders regardless who or what race u are, hence the smiles u might get from anyone there really.

 

For the boy, especially who do this without the knowledge of his family/gf/friends, its perfectly sensible for them not to be seen showing any suspicious behaviour outside. So far from stories here, i gather, non thai money boy are more likely to show affection as they dont know anyone around that they want to hide this side of his life from, so they dont mind doing something that might be benefited to him.

 

Just remember, even if they are open, there will be one of two odd balls in any culture or race or religion that behave differently and you never know when you'll meet them. I have seen even other tourists' sometimes reacted badly for any homosexual pda.

This is a great post. It is easy to forget working boys often have other lives away from twilight. Day jobs. Family. With namazu and monboy it's a little different because neither are thai. Having said that even I was taken back at the level of effection monboy was throwing at namazu.

[numazu]

Day 3.4: So Much From So Little

 

And the answer to the previous question is no. We tried though. He greases up his pole a lot. He takes his time to grease up my hole. He puts one finger, and then two to prime it. And then he puts it in. It was painful, and it was a lot. It was not fun. He gets the tip in and gets some millimeters in some more. I try to block out the pain, to no avail. The girth is really what kills me. He tries to start thrusting in and out, but his cock was not even a third in. After a while he gives up and he says “I go out.” He pulls out slowly. Ouch.

 

He leans in to kiss me. He tries to revive my now soft cock. He continues to kiss me. He sits beside me and kisses me while he takes off the condom and strokes himself. The sight of him beside me, stroking his giant cock, and kissing me made my cock hard again. He stands up and sits on my lap and continues to stroke himself. He was trying to cum again the same way this morning, but with me now joining him. He cums all over my cock and chest. I keep stroking with now cum as lube. He kisses me to help. I shoot.

 

This boy is wasted on someone like me. He would be perfect for an insatiable bottom. But I was going to make the most of him. He is more than just a big cock. Though I can see how his big cock sometimes defines him. He is way more than his legendary appendage.

 

He leads me to the shower so we can clean up. After the usual cleaning routine we cuddle in the bed naked. He puts my head on his chest. He likes this position. We watch TV for a while and then I ask him questions. I ask him about his life back in Myanmar. I ask him about his family life. I ask him about what intentions for the future were.

 

It was the usual story of poverty that I have heard a million times. But it was colored by his descriptions of is family members. He had four brothers, all younger than him. He took out his phone and showed me photos of the handsome boys. He says they have all big cocks like him. I was stunned and titillated at the same time, of course. Man how much money would those brothers get if they entered the same profession. Then I snap out of it and realized that this is really not the job they should be striving for, even if they are appropriately equipped (hehe) for it. My mind does not leave the gutter sometimes.

 

So we chat for a while and watch TV for a while and continue to drink beer. We then decide to take a little nap before the night ahead. I find these little “disco naps” that I take to be essential in order to enjoy a full night of fun and frolic, including sex. I am not in my 20s anymore, so I have to pace myself. I am sure my spitfire companion can keep on going and going like the 21-year-old energy bunny that he is. A very very hung energy bunny.

 

We wake up at 7:30 and freshen up for the night ahead. As usual the trip, we were meeting up with samebb in Soi 4. Soi 4 has been a revelation this trip. The addition of Jupiter to its portfolio has made the Soi much more vibrant than its previous incarnation. The beer bars are complemented by the Jupiter eye candy that have to walk through the Soi to get to work. If I was a shrewd business man I would put up a complementary gogo bar in front of Jupiter, and fill it with either twinks or muscle boys, and/or any service or boys that may be lacking at Jupier that the market wants.

 

I get a text from samebb to tell me that he and Victory just arrived at Soi 4. That was our cue to head over. Off to Silom we go, hand-in-hand of course. We find our friends sitting across from each other on a table in Telephone pub. I sit next to Victory, who was facing the street. MonBoy says something quick to Victory, before telling me the same thing in English. He says he was going to Jupiter really quick to get his “Shower Show” earnings for the past 14 days. He got 500 baht per show, so he was due 7000 baht. He heads over to Jupiter to join his feollow co-workers as they start they work shift at 8 PM.

 

I order an espresso martini, my default first drink in Soi 4. I get to know Victory with samebb’s help. Such a sweet boy. His English was a little bit better than MonBoy’s. Which makes sense because Victory has been working in Bangkok longer than MonBoy has. I found it interesting that MonBoy and Victory were related, and they look nothing alike. MonBoy was a handsome and masculine, lean-ripped guy’s guy, while Victory was more a cute gay twink with smooth edges. I asked him about growing up in Myanmar and all that. It was very informative in knowing more about MonBoy’s background.

 

MonBoy come back and sits next to me. So I had Victory to my right and MonBoy to my left. I asked him if he got his money. He says yes and was very happy. He smelled me again, and kissed my cheek. Victory looks at MonBoy and chastises him. They talk for a little bit. samebb asks what was going on. Victory says that MonBoy looked a little red and asked him if he took Kamagra, the erectile dysfunction drug found at street vendors on Silom. I asked MonBoy why he took the drug. He said he “chuck wow 2 today already,” and wanted to be ready for me in case there was a third time tonight. I was impressed. MonBoy was prepared for the eventuality of a third sexual encounter for us today. He has learned fast in his 2 weeks as a gogo boy.

 

And then, it happens. He asks me if he could plant a hickey on my neck. I thought it would be fun, so I say yes. He does with gusto. He shows his handiwork to everyone and samebb and Victory were shocked. It was a huge hickey. I take a selfie of myself and see that, yes, that was a giant love mark. I wasn’t too concerned about it. I wear these things like a badge of honor.

 

We finish our drinks and decide to go to dinner. After much deliberation we decide on trying out the Silom Complex basement restaurants. There was a variety of Thai, Indian and other Asian and western choices to choose from, so we can see what would be good for all four of us. As we headed over on Silom Rd, MonBoy was firmly attached to me like a lamprey attached to its prey. He was hugging me and kissing me once in a while, in full view of the embarrassed samebb and Victory. He didn’t seem to care. Nod did I. This was fun.

 

We get to Silom Complex and and get to the basement. I tell all three whch restaurants I tought were good or not. The boys look at the menus in front of each restaurant. After some deliberation we settle on Indian food at a restaurant called “Mrs. Balbir's”. They didn’t have a lot of customers relative to other in the basement, but the boys wanted to try it so we take our seats in the front of the restaurant. We get some menus and MonBoy consults with me about the choices. We make our choices.

 

We get our beers and toast to the night ahead. MonBoy was in very very good spirits (too good?) and was very touchy feely. I usually have no problems with public displays of affection. BurBoy likes holding hands and kissing once in while, but MonBoy takes it to a whole new level. The kisses came like every 5 minutes. The hugs were there the whole time. A part of his body was connected to me the every time. And once in a while he would navigate my hand, or elbow, or forearm, to his bulge, as if to remind me it was still there. How could anyone forget that legendary appendage of his.

 

We get our food and quite expectedly MonBoy feeds me his food. Talk about intimacy. He even implores me to try his beer as well. I liked this to a point but MonBoy kind of is overdoing it with the “taking care” thing that gogo boys do so well. I play along of course. I like the attention. Maybe its because of his lateness earlier. Maybe its making up for the whole off including two days ago. It was actually getting noticed by the staff and some customers in the restaurant. They kept looking at MonBoy and me. I wonder what they see.

 

We finish dinner (thank goodness), and it was only 9:30 PM so we had time to kill before heading over to DJ. We decide to go to the other gay Soi, Soi Twilight, and get another drink or five. We get to Hot Male bar and get greeted by our favorite Myanmar Boy. He notices that I didn’t have BurBoy with me. He shakes his head. We sit down and Myanmar Boy sits in front of me to get my order, or just to talk about why BurBoy wasn't with me. He wasn't friends with him, or anything, but he was wondering about it.

 

I just told him I was with another boy, and I was with BurBoy yesterday. I look him in his pretty eyes and ask him not to tell BurBoy. He says of course. He doesn’t do that. I do trust him a lot. So I know my secret is safe. We talk some more before we get interrupted by MonBoy and asked if we could get our drink order in. We all order and toast to the night.

 

Maybe it was because I was talking to Hot Male Myanmar Boy, but MonBoy saw a flower vendor pass by Hot Male, and he went to her to check out the flowers. 20 seconds later I was presented with this pretty bouquet of flowers:

 

samebb laughed and remarked that this is probably the first time in history a money boy has ever bought a customer a bouquet of flowers. I told him I’m sure that’s not true. samebb then says that maybe on their birthdays, customers may get one, but not on a regular night. I accept the flowers wholeheartedly and we continue on the merriment.

 

And MonBoy wasnt finished with his charm offensive. He kept kissing me and hugging me and taking care of me in front of others. He then surprises me and plants another big hickey in my neck. I resisted a little bit but couldn’t resist, again. I show the hickey to the others. They gasp in horrow. I take a selfie and dear god I now have two giants red blotches in my neck.

 

This was not good… next

[GWMinUS]

OH Numazu!

How many Merit Badges will you have when you return to the US???

Maybe you will make Eagle Scout...

LOL

[vinapu]

pretty steamy afternoon and evening, thank you for sharing !

 

500 for show - new Jupiter pays very generously so show boys may be quite demanding when it will come to tips with this kind of guaranteed earnings. Not that I'm concerned , market will sort it out but noted this matter of factly.

[anddy]

And anddy and vinapu: glad to see you guys posting again. It's been kind of strange here these past few months. And I see some remnants of that strangeness is still lingering. Both of your contributions here are sorely missed.

Thanks and sorry going MIA again after that post, had a super busy travel schedule and only now found the time to get back to the forum and this enthralling (as ever) thread - only to find it to have swollen to 10 pages, so much to catch up on! 

[anddy]

 Kamagra, the erectile dysfunction drug found at street vendors on Silom. 

not only at street vendors (where I would never buy this), but also from all the regular, legitimate pharmacies in the area. 

[Guest samebb]

not only at street vendors (where I would never buy this), but also from all the regular, legitimate pharmacies in the area.

Any pharmacy in silom will sell this as andyy said. But why not take it. I can be hard for days off 1 pill

[Alexx]

Whenever guys have asked me if I had ever tried Viagra, I told them I'd pay good money for a pill that has the opposite effect. I only say that HALF in jest.

[spoon]

What is opposite effect of viagra? Make your penis goes limpy?

[Alexx]

Yeah, keep it down, when I actually have to work instead of lusting after guys, situations like that...

[Guest ronnie4you]

They talk about the need to see a doctor if your erection lasts longer than 4 hours. Most of us react to that by thinking we had hit the jackpot with that long an erection. But, having suffered it once, it wasn't funny. I wanted that damn thing down! I think cold water helped.

[numazu]

Day 3.6: Marking His Territory

 

I don’t know what is it about me, but I get hickeys a lot. I don’t know how many times I’ve went to work Monday morning with a big honking red blotch in my neck. There was a point where I was ashamed of it, trying to use ways to hide, all of which didn’t work. I’ve tried putting a spoon in the freezer for 15 minutes an applying it to the bruise. Doesn’t work. I tried rubbing toothpaste on it. Hoax cure. The only way to really hide it was with makeup, scarves or turtlenecks.

 

I’ve also had a lot of hickeys left on me by money boys. I’ve been able to talk about two of those times in trip reports. There was that time with a ScrewBoys guys who planted one on my chest. And another one from a Mandalay Grindr hookup. The first one was a benign experience. The second one wasn't as benign: BurBoy gave me a hard time when he saw it. I am actually glad this happened seeing him. These two big bad blotches in my neck would kill him.

 

There is something primal about getting a hickey. You are literally sucking the blood out of a guy. It is very intimate as well, and it takes commitment from the deliverer, and the willingness from the recipient. And up to this point I was willing to get the hickey from MonBoy, until I got an even bigger second hickey. I take a selfie of those two blotches and show it to MonBoy.

 

“No good,” I tell MonBoy. MonBoy sheepishly smiles and then kisses me in the lips. “You can me now,” pointing to his beck, pulling his shirt collar down to expose it more. OK, he was willing to have this done to him as well. I have never tried to give someone a hickey before. I tried once and it didn’t work. I tried again, twice, three times. I wasn’t doing it right. Everyone was telling me how to do it. I just couldn’t, for some reason. I may be too skittish in public. But the positive of this whole thing was, I was able to chew on MonBoy’s neck for a good ten minutes, in front of god and everyone in the Soi. Good times. Some boys in the bar even got some photos in. God knows where those end up.

 

It was now 10:30 and Victory was getting antsy. I guess it was time to go to DJ Station. We pay up and I wish Hot Male Myanmar Boy. “Thank you for secret,” referring to not telling BurBoy about MonBoy. I'm asking one Burmese boy to not tell another Burmese boy about another Burmese boy. This must be a record for me. He hugs me and wishes all of us well. I attempt to again tip him and he violently refuses. I had to force it on him.

 

While we walk I got a little excited about our DJ Station visit. I was more than happy to see how MonBoy was in the dance floor. We pay for our 300 baht a person and get two drink tickets for the bar. This is where MonBoy takes over. Instead of going to the main dancehall, he goes to one of the peripheral bars next to the dance club. He said we can get more bang for our alcohol buck in here. We all get these giant tankful of alcohol mixed with a mixer:

 

I took one swig of the drink and boy was it strong. MonBoy handed me his drink for me to try. I take a sip and was taken aback. Oh wow he asked for more alcohol on his because it was way strong.

 

We head over to the main dance hall and see that it was not as busy as it should be on a normal Friday night, though I guess it is low season so it is expected. We immediately went to the center of the dance floor. The drag show and boy dance was well underway and it was nicely done:

 

The show ends and we start dancing. It was hard to dance with these two-ton drinks we had, but it was manageable. MonBoy was being his usual affectionate self. And he pulled a fast one on me. He was kissing me and then he chewed on my cheek to leave another hickey! I just laughed. At this point I don't think another hickey would make any difference. MonBoy takes a photo of me and shows me the new hickey acquisition. It wasn't bad. MonBoy was a hickey factory.

 

There were at least two instances tonight when other guys wanted to get a piece of MonBoy. One was early in the night where I noticed that MonBoy was getting pulled by a couple to our left. It was an asian couple and I guess they found him attractive. He gets pulled into their spot and he just goes back to us. It was nice that other guys find MonBoy hot, but they can see was with us, so it was a little rude. The other time was towards the end where it was getting crowded and it was getting steamy. We ended close to the stage where there were revelers dancing their hearts out. MonBoy kept getting pulled up on stage and the boys kept taking his shirt off. Every time MonBoy would get back down and put his shirt back on.

 

If you saw MonBoy, yes you would want his shirt off at all times. But I guess he didn't like this as much. He asks me to finish his drink (he couldn't finish it as it was too strong) and then tells me that we should go to the bathroom to expel our alcohol. We do so (after I take a peek of his cock at the next urinal). MonBoy then takes my hand to go out to the courtyard. He tells me it was getting stuffy in there and he wanted to leave. I guess all that groping and harassment got to him.

 

We exit to Silom and I ask MonBoy if we wanted to eat. He says yes and pointed across the street to a spot that he wanted to eat at. I text samebb that we were outside and were about to eat. samebb says they are still inside and will try to join us later. MonBoy take my hand and we cross the street to Thanon Sala Daeng were some street food vendors were. He chooses a vendor that had some pork innards soup. I happen to love this. We get our order:

 

Everything was in it. Pork meat, intestines, liver, some lungs etc. We found it so yummy that MonBoy orders another helping for the two of us that we can share. He says that this was a favorite spot of his to go to after work. He found it cheap and satisfying. I found another way to share in MonBoy's life. It's amazing how much ground we covered in the last two nights together.

 

samebb and Victory appeared. They didn't join us in the innards soup celebrations but stayed around to talk. I thanked both of them for the wonderful night. I bid my farewell with samebb, and thanked him especially for finding MonBoy for me. It is always nice to have an expat be the eyes and ears for us less fortunate “short-timer” tourists. I don't think I would even have discovered MonBoy in the crowded Jupiter bar without samebb recommending him first.

 

We finish our meal and I pay (220 baht). We go by the 7-11 up the road on Silom to get some last minute waters and snacks. MonBoy dutifully carries the goods for me as we head back to the hotel. It was still early (at 1:30 AM) so we did not feel that this night was done by any means. We both knew this might be the last time we see each other, ever, so we were trying to make this night count.

 

That's the life of money boys, and us customers, here in Bangkok. Everything is so temporary. It is always wise to keep your distance whenever you encounter a money boy. Which is the opposite of what a Money Boy strives to do. It is in his best interest to make the night and the circumstance really memorable for the customer, so that they get a huge tip, or get repeat offs from the customer. This constant push and pull is what makes this world very interesting, and this struggle is what I savor the most.

 

We get to the hotel room and I can tell that MonBoy was in a very good mood. He was singing a Thai song and dancing around the room. He starts taking his clothes off and I take out my camera to take one photo of him shirtless. He smiles into the camera and keeps singing. I take the camera back into my pocket, but MonBoy tells me to take more photos of him. Of course I comply. He flexes his muscles for me and laughs as his does it. He begins taking off his pants to reveal his baggy boxer briefs. He poses in different angles until I see that his cock is working its way into hard. I guess the Kamagra is starting to work.

 

Slowly, and seductively, he starts taking off his underwear. I keep snapping away. He reveals his monster cock and poses it in certain ways as I shoot more photos. He lays his cock on the office table. The contrast of his brown cock on the white desk was impressive. It looked really huge. He flexes again. I take photos again. This boy can charm me into doing anything.

 

He takes my phone and flips the camera to the selfie mode. He takes a selfie of both of us, and then starts making out with me while still taking selfies. He puts the camera away and we continue on kissing.

 

This boy was on fire. The only thing I can do is to fan the flames. Next.

[worldatlarge]

Hehe... I know thw Forum's rules. I read the previous uproar over published pictures...

....but don't we all agree we would love to see them???

...naturally I was talking about the hickies picture Numazu!

(Don't be shy ...send them in PMs and I 'll answer about boys in Mexico)

[denny59]

Numazu ....You sure have a lot of time on your hands to blog so much....way toooo long a read each day...but many like it..I don't need to read every little minor detail of your day.

[GWMinUS]

Numazu ....You sure have a lot of time on your hands to blog so much....way toooo long a read each day...but many like it..I don't need to read every little minor detail of your day.

 

But some of us Voyeurs do!! Looking to hear all the details!!!

GO ON GO ON...

[vinapu]

quite an essay about the hickeys, LOL

 

Night like you described above makes perfect memories of any vacations, reading about your adventures I thought to myself ' this guy doesn't like to waste holiday time".

 

Happy 4th July !

[Guest ronnie4you]

Numazu ....You sure have a lot of time on your hands to blog so much....way toooo long a read each day...but many like it..I don't need to read every little minor detail of your day.

 

That's easy. Don't.

As for me, I like the reports and all of the details. I would definitely like pics of MonBoy.

[Guest samebb]

It was a very fun night Numazu. The fact that you, myself and Victory all had hickeys in the process of trying to teach you how to do it was a hoot! 

 

As for the guy who doesn't like to read these reports ... don't read them? Nobody is forcing you. I know for a fact Numazu has very little time and is a very busy guy. As he has said before he writes much of these reports when he is on planes. 30 hours travelling to Bangkok gives him lots of time to write about his trip. 

The many hours he spends writing in comparison to the few minutes it takes us to read.. I for one thank him for his dedication, even though in the case of this report I was present for much of it! Happy memories! 

[spoon]

Hickey is definitely not for everyone haha. Ive had one before right on my nipple, so it is well hidden from anyone, lasted probably a week or so, and its from both sucking and biting. It is from one of my early day experiencing gay massages lol

[Boy69]

Great report Namzu as usual !

 

"That's the life of money boys, and us customers, here in Bangkok. Everything is so temporary. It is always wise to keep your distance whenever you encounter a money boy."

 

I agree with you very wise advice it's very important not to forget that this is money boy and customer relationship no more and no less that way nobody

hurt.

[numazu]

Finally, I have time to reply to your queries:

 

The Game

 

Love the report. But was Numazu a bit too mean? Missing an appointment by a working boy is not really something new, or is it?

 

Also liked the bit that MonBoy showed up despite not being granted permission. The lad has plenty potential.

 

Maybe I was too mean, but I'd like to think it was more of a game. Since he is a Money Boy, his motivations are more or less driven by money. Anything that I can do to motivate him further without giving him more money (like mock anger on a perceived but understandable slight - like being late for an appointment), into getting more service/sex/fringe benefits, is to my advantage. I believe that he is having sex with me because he is attracted to me, or doing it out of the kindness of his heart, but he is doing it for the money, so thinking about the business side of this transaction, any leverage you have to get more out of the exchange should be taken advantage of. So from the looks of things, this gambit worked for me, and I got more from what I bargained for. Maybe the other leverage the I had (maybe he was attracted to me, maybe he was doing it out of the kindness of his heart - who knows), may have come into this as well.

 

Lots of grey areas in money boy transactions. Things are not as cut and dry even if at the end of the day it is a money transaction. Money Boys toy with our hearts all the time in the name of getting more money. I should probably be able to toy with his heart (ego, pride, whatever) to get what I want as well. MonBoy was eager to play the game, and I would like to believe that in the end, we both won.

 

His taking the initiative and pursuing me and getting on that mocy, even without tacit instructions from me to do so, is part of this game. He surprised me with that move, so he had the upper hand. Cat and mouse.

 

Namzu I think you are too hard on the boy, SE calture have a different time presption than our western culture everything is more calm and easy I got used to it that a meeting hour date is only a general frame for the South asians .You don't have to be angry on Monboy he seems very nice lad to me.

 

I don't want to stereotype SE Culture, or any culture, in terms of their reputation for tardiness. I've had business meetings in SE countries and latin countries and invariably all started on time. Of course I should not expect a 21-year-old country boy from Myanmar to adhere to the same standard as I do with work, but it was all in the name of leverage rather than actually bothered that he was late. I couldn't care less that he was late. But it was fun to make him feel bad about it, though, all in the name of gaining leverage.

 

I actually think numazu's mock anger act was great. Other customers might not be as forgiving, so giving MonBoy an impression of how things could derail when breaking promises isn't a bad lesson to learn.

 

I agree with this wholeheartedly. He is (was) a new Money Boy, and learning to (at least) honor promises will go a long way towards him getting bigger and better tips (and better offs). I keep reminding him that always start an off always on a good note. Being late is not that.

 

I'm glad you made up with MonBoy as from your narrative and description he is worth all that inconvenience although not disciplined enough with that missing appointment. I'd be tempted to believe him that he is confused by that whole am / pm thing though. I had this in the past and always use morning / evening  or breakfast / dinner instead    

 

They are both lucky. Numazu landed with great boy and MonBoy got his tip.

 

If it would be me, boy would be told in advance  l wait till 12 and if you don't show up   I assume you are not coming so don't bother. No chance to call , e-mail etc. since it only opens window for excuses.  

 

But I would search him later to find out what happend and point out that he missed his money. Looks that this approach it's working, at least for me. No fake anger , just money speaks or falls silent.

 

It is entirely possible that he got confused with the AM/PM thing, and this was a good lesson for me to learn as well. And I wish I lived in a cave like you, vinapu . There is no LINE in a cave.

 

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[PeterRS]

I don't want to stereotype SE Culture, or any culture, in terms of their reputation for tardiness. I've had business meetings in SE countries and latin countries and invariably all started on time. Of course I should not expect a 21-year-old country boy from Myanmar to adhere to the same standard as I do with work, but it was all in the name of leverage rather than actually bothered that he was late.

I dont think I have ever met a money boy who was on time! In Bangkok 45 minutes is not unusual and some have been an hour late. Even business meetings I have attended in Thailand have rarely started on time. One or more attendees are always late, usually blaming the traffic. I am always tempted to suggest that as the traffic is permanently bad they might consider leaving their office or home 30 minutes earlier. But I am certain this would achieve precisely nothing. The Thais are like the Balinese in this respect. I heard many Balinese talk about their attitude to time as rubber time! 

[rollingstone]

Finally, I have time to reply to your queries:

 

The Game

 

 

Maybe I was too mean, but I'd like to think it was more of a game. Since he is a Money Boy, his motivations are more or less driven by money. Anything that I can do to motivate him further without giving him more money (like mock anger on a perceived but understandable slight - like being late for an appointment), into getting more service/sex/fringe benefits, is to my advantage. I believe that he is having sex with me because he is attracted to me, or doing it out of the kindness of his heart, but he is doing it for the money, so thinking about the business side of this transaction, any leverage you have to get more out of the exchange should be taken advantage of. So from the looks of things, this gambit worked for me, and I got more from what I bargained for. Maybe the other leverage the I had (maybe he was attracted to me, maybe he was doing it out of the kindness of his heart - who knows), may have come into this as well.

 

Lots of grey areas in money boy transactions. Things are not as cut and dry even if at the end of the day it is a money transaction. Money Boys toy with our hearts all the time in the name of getting more money. I should probably be able to toy with his heart (ego, pride, whatever) to get what I want as well. MonBoy was eager to play the game, and I would like to believe that in the end, we both won.

 

Is there a way to 'double like' a post? Administrator ?

[vinapu]

I dont think I have ever met a money boy who was on time! 

I was luckier and looking back I must say their record with me is quite good, particularly when they missed time previously and I was gone if given second chance they are very good , so it can be done. Just show them that you mean business and are not interested in excuses.