Pattaya report Oct 2018

[a447a]

I arrived in Sunee at 8:30 and entered the Goodboys soi. I had a quick look at the guys but couldn't see anyone I recognised, so continued on. I was definitely planning to go there but thought I'd wait until a few more guys had arrived.

 

As I approached the Sky bar I heard my name being called. Who should walk out of the bar but my old ladyboy friend Ton -ex-Eros, ex-All of Me 1, ex-All of Me 2 and ex-God knows how many other establishments in Sunee. He's been selling his arse there for years.

 

He rushed out and hugged me. We started talking about the guys who have since disappeared from the bars. I was stunned to hear that one guy -a good friend of his -I had spent a lot of time with was gay. All these years I had no idea.

 

I asked him what he knew about the guys at Goodboys. As expected, he knew everything! I asked him which guy had a big cock and he immediately pointed to a slim, handsome guy.

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Yes, I know. Sure! He big cock!"

 

Ton has never been wrong in the past, so I took his suggestion and approached the guy. Wow! Very attractive indeed!

 

We went inside and sat behind the screen. I wasn't sure how this was going to turn out as he seemed a little shy; so much so that I hesitated asking him of I could chuck-wow him.

 

But it was no good just sitting there, as conversation was difficult due to the language barrier. So I popped the question. He went and got his phone, sat down again and pulled down his pants, revealing a very impressive appendage. An Issan boy, for sure!

 

I had a bit of trouble chuck-wowing him at first, as he had a very tight foreskin and it was a little painful. So he took matters into his own hands and showed me how to do it.

 

I kept going, waiting for the grand finale.

 

"I cum already."

 

"Really? You cum? Where?"

 

I never saw a cumshot. But he did actually finish, but he could only produce one of two drops.

 

The young guys these days have porn at their fingertips so God only knows how many times a day some of them cum. This guy must have been at it all day.

 

He's a really lovely guy and I would certainly like to see him again. But the best time to catch him would probably be just after he has woken up in the morning! By the time I get to him, he is well and truly spent.

 

I then went to Niceboys.

 

I immediately looked for number 5, supposedly the biggest cock in the bar. It didn't take long to spot him, as he was flopping it out and waving it around. My God, it's huge!

 

He smiled and signalled that he wanted to come over. I was just planning on a quick feel but he immediately asked for a chuck-wow. He grabbed his phone and if we went.

 

It took ages for him to get hard but with the help of porn he managed to get reasonably hard.

 

His cumshot was magnificent! It's been a while since I saw such power. So the big cummers are still out there; you just have to find them.

 

After we had finished he went to clean up then came back. I bought him a drink and we sat for a while. He is also a really nice, friendly guy. He was watching Japanese porn and told me he wanted to fuck a pretty Japanese girl like the one in the video. I had to break the bad news to him - if they saw his cock they'd run a mile. They will not hesitate to refuse a guy they think is too big.

 

I don't think he's the biggest in the bar. Number 30 pips him at the post, at least in length. He came over and shoved it in my face, asking for a chuck-wow, but my arm was not up to it.

 

I got back to the hotel to meet my friend. Sporting a new short hair style and dressed in black, he looked stunning.

 

As usual, his performance was outstanding and he produced the second huge cumshot of the night.

 

It had me wondering. Why on earth did I go to Chiang Mai??

[ggobkk]

I’m enjoying follow your reports as you move from town to town, club to massage, to bar to friends. Thanks

[paborn]

It had me wondering. Why on earth did I go to Chiang Mai??

 

 

Indeed, it was always on my bucket list.  But, I have removed it - it simply does not seem to be worth the effort.

[Guest]

Firstly, thanks for the original report.

 

 

It had me wondering. Why on earth did I go to Chiang Mai??

 

 

Indeed, it was always on my bucket list.  But, I have removed it - it simply does not seem to be worth the effort.

 

I think your question depends on priorities.  

If the travel is purely for the nightlife and sex, then there is no logical reason to travel anywhere beyond Bangkok and Pattaya,  Certainly not to Chiang Mai.

 

However, after excluding time spent sleeping, there are about another 16 hours left in a day.   Most people of a certain age wouldn't spend 16 hours a day for 4 weeks chasing & having sex, since it's more than we can handle and we're often curious to see other sights during the day time.   That's where Chiang Mai makes a change from Pattaya.

 

The options range from:

1 Bangkook & Pattaya -excellent scene, great action, fine choice of lads

2 Chiang Mai, Phuket.   Much smaller scene, reduced choice, but finding a lad is pretty much guaranteed.

3 Siem Riep.  Reasonable chance of finding a willing lad, but not guaranteed.  Or more accurately, not guaranteed to get one back to your hotel -a naughty massage can be had any time.

4 Krabi, Battambang etc.   Slim chance of finding a suitable lad.   Maybe a massage, or you might get lucky on the phone apps.

 

My solution has been to have a holiday that starts in Bangkok, introduces some other destinations in between & finishes in Pattaya.     

[a447a]

I had a hankering for the manly Shan guys at Adams Apple and decided it was time to go back again and check it out. I've seen so the tourist sites.

 

I have been there on previous holidays and find that the line-up hadn't changed much.

 

But this time, apart from Korn and Ball, I didn't recognise anyone. So I had to build up relationships all over again, and that takes time. The boys tend to be a bit stand-offish at first. It takes a while for them to approach you and start a conversation.

 

Thank God for Win! When he first appeared in stage he was the only one who looked straight at me and have me a huge smile. He chatted to me every night and I enjoyed his attention.

 

It got better the second night and more boys acknowledged me. If I had stayed longer in Chiang Mai, I think I probably would have gotten to know more of them and has a more interesting time there.

 

BTW, my first ever encounter with a Thai guy happened in Chiang Mai back in the nineties. The rest is history!

[llz]

 

The options range from:

1 Bangkook & Pattaya -excellent scene, great action, fine choice of lads

2 Chiang Mai, Phuket.   Much smaller scene, reduced choice, but finding a lad is pretty much guaranteed.

3 Siem Riep.  Reasonable chance of finding a willing lad, but not guaranteed.  Or more accurately, not guaranteed to get one back to your hotel -a naughty massage can be had any time.

4 Krabi, Battambang etc.   Slim chance of finding a suitable lad.   Maybe a massage, or you might get lucky on the phone apps.

 

My solution has been to have a holiday that starts in Bangkok, introduces some other destinations in between & finishes in Pattaya.     

 

 

Same here ! As for the options, I would add Hat Hai, Hua Hin and perhaps Chiang Rai (will check soon) somewhere between Chiang Mai / Phuket and Siem Riep.

[a447a]

Last holiday I offered to buy my friend some new shoes to go with the outfit I had bought for him. He declined, telling me I had already spent too much money on him. I promised I would buy them for him on my next visit.

 

Two days ago we went looking in Central Festival after dinner. Like me, he's very fussy - he knows exactly what he wants - and we spent a lot of time going from shop to shop.

 

At the end of it all, he found three pairs he liked but none was exactly what he wanted. I told him to keep them in mind and that the next day we could go to Royal Garden, as there is one very nice shoe store there.

 

So yesterday afternoon after coffee, off we went. Unfortunately, that store has now closed, but he saw one pair in another shop which he liked. It was a Thai brand I'd never heard of.

 

"Ok. Now we have 4 pairs you can choose from. But there's no need to rush; we can look a bit more."

 

The only place we hadn't visited was the shoe section in the department store. He soon found a pair which I knew he really wanted. His eyes lit up. They were perfect.

 

"Ok. Let's buy these," I said.

 

He looked at the price and hesitated.

 

"Mmm...I think shoes in Royal Garden ok."

 

"Which ones do you really want?"

 

After some hesitation he said "I like these ones."

 

So I bought them.

 

Some Thai guys have a reputation for being money-grabbing, greedy buggers whose main aim is to extract as much as possible from the "rich" farang. This guy is living proof that such a reputation is definitely not always true. What makes his attitude more remarkable is the fact that he was brought up in abject poverty in a dysfunctional family. You'd think that could be a recipe for greed later in life.

 

His parents eked out a living growing rice. They lived in a hut with a thatched roof that leaked when it rained. His father was a soldier and was severely injured in a bomb blast. He spent months in hospital and unfortunately, became addicted to the medicine he was being prescribed.

 

After recovering, he no longer had access to the medicine so turned to methamphetamines. The result was catastrophic for the family as he became very violent and was unable to work. So the mother became the only breadwinner for her family of four children. The father died when my friend was nine years old.

 

He did not have a childhood; while his friends were out enjoying themselves he had to stay home and look after his siblings. There was no money for school - he only completed the first 3 years before having to go out an earn some money.

 

He was only nine when his father passed away. He found a job collecting tree bark up in the mountains. They worked him hard and paid him a pittance. So when he turned fifteen he left that job and started work at a cement factory. He had to carry 50 kg bags on his back. He's only a small guy and so found the work very demanding.

 

His next job was washing cars for 11 hours a day, again for very little money. He was exhausted.

 

His friend introduced him to a restaurant owner, who offered him a job washing dishes. He had to work thirteen hour shifts, often getting home in the early hours of the morning. He would then have to take care of his siblings.

 

When a friend told him about the money he was making in a gay gogo bar in Pattaya he decided he would give it a try.

 

He started at Happy Boys but was horrified when he saw the little "skirt" he was required to wear. And when a customer grabbed his cock he quickly knew this was not the job for him and decided to go back home. But his friend persuaded him to persevere - if you want to make really good money you have to try. So he stayed and eventually got used to it.

 

Now he works in a resort hotel and only comes to Pattaya when I'm in town. He'll go back after I leave.

 

When we got back to the hotel he looked up the Thai word for "generous." I explained to him that I didn't think I was being generous at all. If he weren't here I'd spend more than the cost of the shoes every single night in Pattaya, visiting bar after bar, tipping boy after boy, drinking Coke after Coke. Spending my holiday with him actually saves me money. Lots of money. All I am doing is spending some of that money on him instead.

 

I think he understood where I was coming from. But I'll happily accept the brownie points!

 

He has learnt well from the nightmare that he experienced growing up. He has become strong, independent and determined. He knows that there are no free meals in life - you have to work to get ahead. You cant just sit back and expect hand-outs.

 

Apart from a short period when he was swimming in the money he earned working at Kaos and blew it all partying with his friends and picking up the tab every night, he now saves every baht, much of which he sends home to mama each month. He hasn't gone out partying in all the years I've known him. Not being a drinker no doubt helps. He's been able to build mama a small house and buy himself a car.

 

I once joked that I thought I was in love with him. But it's not love I feel - it's total admiration and respect.

 

To my mind he's one in a million.

[vinapu]

a447a, you have a good heart !!!

[paborn]

a447a, your an exceptional man. This report touched me.

[BL8gPt]

Yes very touchy

[fedssocr]

wow. good for both of you.

[a447a]

Yesterday afternoon we were laying in bed and the conversation turned to dinner, as it always did after we've had our fun. We both like prawns so he A I'll call him Nom - suggested we go to a seafood barbecue buffet restaurant called "Ninja."

 

It was sensational. I ended up having one of the best meals ever in Thailand.

 

The selection of seafood is huge - meat, vegetables, salad, fruit are also included in the 400 baht price.

 

But we went straight for the prawns.

 

Whenever I take a guy out for dinner I am always surprised by the amount they can eat. We loaded up our plates just with prawns - all a very decent size - and cooked them ourselves on the barbeque. I took about 10, he took around twice as many. We shared them.

 

After we'd finished those, it was back for more. Again, I took 10 but he took 24! OMG! When we had eaten our fill there were still 4 of his left on the plate but we somehow get through them.

 

So all in all I'm guessing we ate close to 60 prawns between us. I've never eaten so many in one sitting and by the time I'd finished I knew prawns will now be off the menu for quite a while. And I'll have to get my cholesterol down.

 

At 400 baht, it was the bargain of the century. And Nom was in heaven, as prawns are a bit too expensive for him.

 

We'll be going back again before I leave, but this time we'll mix it up a bit. They had whole fish on offer but we were too full to try them.

 

Forget the rip-off seafood places on Walking Street. There's no comparison.

 

Over dinner we were talking about his brother, Beer. If two people were ever cut from a different cloth it is these guys.

 

Beer is his younger brother. He couldn't find work back home so Nom suggested he try his luck with him in Pattaya. He joined him in Eros.

 

When I first met Beer he reminded me so much of Nom, who had raised him single-handedly when he himself was still only a child; he was quiet, reserved, very polite and a little shy. He didn't speak a single word of English.

 

One night the three of us were sitting in Eros when Beer asked me to chuck-wow him. What? Here, in front of your brother? I was a bit hesitant, as I felt it may be disrespecting Nom.

 

"Can do. No problem. He want chuck-wow from you. Sure!"

 

So Nom sat and watched as I chuck-wowed his own younger brother. It was all a bit surreal and I felt quite uncomfortable, so I left him do it himself and lent him a helping hand every now and then.

 

But I needn't have worried. After Beer came, both brothers sat there joking about the amount of cum he'd produced and his unusual chuck-wow style.

 

When I was growing up in Japan it was common amongst my friends to jack-off in front of they brothers, as they shared a room. It was more convenient to sacrifice privacy for the sake of convenience - no need to get up and go to the toilet to do it.

 

I don't have a brother but one thing is for certain - if I shared a room I'd be doing it in the toilet, not in his presence.

 

In a traditional Japanese house you can hear absolutely everything that goes on. If your friend is having a wank, you know. And he knows you know. If any fucking takes place the whole house shakes. Couples have to wait until their children to go sleep and then do it was quietly as they can.

 

This explains the huge number of love hotels in Japan. They are mostly used by couples who want privacy and can let their hair down. Fucking in Japan is a very noisy activity!

 

I knew they once shared a room near when they started working together at Eros and later when they moved to a bar in Jomtien Complex, so I was interested in how they got on.

 

"What did you do? Did you chuck-wow in front of each other?

 

"No, never! He my brother. Can not!"

 

But....but...what about that time in the bar?"

 

"Not same. Bar is work."

 

The line had been drawn.

 

It also explains an incident that happened in a restaurant a couple of years ago. I went over to pay the bill and he walked outside. When I came out I could see he was visibly upset and very angry.

 

"What's wrong?" I asked, thinking maybe I was at fault.

 

He was unable to hide his feelings behind his smile. Something had happened, but he didn't want to tell me.

 

Finally he explained that as he was leaving, a farang who had been sitting next to us had rushed up and grabbed his butt.

 

"He touch me here! I not baby! Here not bar!"

 

In Australia the guy would have been charged with sexual assault. To make matters worse, it happened in public, front of other customers. He felt humiliated.

 

Sorry, I digress. Back to Beer.

 

At first everything was going well between the brothers but then Beer suddenly started making money and soon discovered alcohol, girls and nightclubs. They, not work, became his sole focus.

 

Him spoke to him about the importance of a sound work ethic and the necessity to distaste work from play. He knew, as he was speaking from experience. But Be refused to listen.

 

Nom said he skips work whenever he's got a bit of money from the customers and sirens the whole night partying, often arriving home at noon. He also sometimes starts drinking in the early afternoon and turns up for work drunk.

 

Non had also told him time and time again that when a customer calls you over to sit with him, you can't pull out your phone and play games. Sitting with a customer is work. To his credit, Beer took one piece of advice from Nom - start learning English. He exclaimed to him that customers are paying money and don't want to sit in silence with their chosen companion.

 

When I last saw Beer I was amazed at his progress - we could actually carry on a simple conversation.

 

An American customer was smitten by Beer - he's really very cute - and offed him every night. He asked Beer if he had a motorbike and when he said no, he took him out the next day and bought him a brand new 80,000 baht Honda.

 

But when the farang came back a few months later, Beer decided he'd rather party with his friends and refused to meet him!

 

Nom was appalled and that incident has affected their relationship. Although he still soaks fondly of him, he tells me he is ashamed of his brother.

 

When Beer runs out of money he knows better than to ask Nom for a hand -out.

 

"I give him nothing. He cannot pay room? Ok, he sleep with his friend. His problem, not mine."

 

But I know that when Beer is down to his last satang, Nom buys him food. But that's all.

 

"I tell him, you want money, you come to bar and work. But he don't listen. He crazy!"

 

Nom told me that Beer rides his motorbike when he's so drunk he can hardly stand up. He tries to avoid the police by going down the back streets, but last year he was caught and spent some time in prison. He was on the phone every day begging his brother to bail him out.

 

"So, what did you do? I asked, fearing I already knew the answer.

 

A long silence ensured.

 

"I pay. Now I feel shame."

 

Tears welled up in his eyes. He obviously loves his brother deeply but now he is sick with worry. He goes to bed every night wondering if Beer managed to get home safely.

 

"I very sad for him. Why he don't listen? Why he do this to me?"

 

Why, indeed.

 

We can never know what's going on behind that beautiful Thai smile.

[Boy69]

I feel sorry for Beer a lack of propper education and bad company with bar boys can turn decent guy to irresponsible and corrupt one.

[vinapu]

I feel sorry for Beer a lack of proper education and bad company with bar boys can turn decent guy to irresponsible and corrupt one.

you are right , although generally speaking it's common mistake to assume that proper education makes people wise. First , his brother , equally poorly educated  but living to live his life  smarter  way.

 

Lots of educated people are saying and doing stupid things and I'm sure  each one of us can provide many examples. Just probability is lower but still  education seems to be defense against idiocy only to a degree.   

[fedssocr]

who knows is right. It's possible that the job negatively affected him in a way it did not do to his brother. Not everyone is cut out for doing sex work. And I'd imagine that for a young straight man it could really fuck you up and lead to things like self-esteem issues, substance abuse problems to medicate, etc.

[a447a]

It's difficult to know what happened to Beer.

 

Of course, I met him in Eros through Nom. Apart from the one chuck-wow I tended to keep my hands to myself out of deference to Nom. But Beer soon became totally uninhibited in the bar and always seemed to have a farang's hand on his cock. But fedssocr's comment may week be right on the mark.

 

I think he simply discovered a taste for alcohol, as he was drinking with customers every night. I also believe he fell in with the wrong crowd and it was they who introduced him to the party lifestyle. And now he had the money to pay for it.

 

It's easy to criticise him for the poor decisions he has subsequently made, but at the end of the day he is a young, uneducated country boy and was simply not strong enough to resist the temptations. We were all once young and foolish.

 

I have told Nom that I am willing to help Beer financially if it could bring him back on the straight and narrow. Nom thinks I would be just throwing my money away and that he'll only change when he becomes more mature.

 

We just have to wait until, like Nom, he finally sees the light.

[a447a]

Last night I had to drop into Family Mart, next to Toyboys and opposite a massage place to get condoms.

 

Nom hesitated and then said it would be better if he waited outside.

 

"Why? Is there a problem?"

 

"If you buy condom everyone know we fucking ."

 

Oh,....I'd never thought of that.

 

And given the size of the condom they'd no doubt assume I was the fucker, not the fuckee!

 

On a previous holiday with Nom the young guy at Family Mart checked the size of the condoms.

 

"Oh, you so big!"

 

"Not really, only medium."

 

He made my night!

 

As I came out I saw not only my old friend ex-Happy Place, Yut, but also a regular who I used to have massages with at the old Narcissus.

 

Yut approached me with a big smile. He knew I was with Nom and there was no chance of a massage.

 

"Oh, today I no have customer. Tomorrow must pay rent."

 

Silence from me.

 

"I hungry now. Can buy food for me?"

 

That I can do, so I have him 100 baht.

 

The other guy saw me give Yut the money so I went over and asked if he was hungry. You'd expect him to say yes and collect 100 baht, but instead, he told me he had just eaten.

 

What a sweetie!

 

So I have him the money anyway.

 

"Maybe you get hungry later."

 

I told him about the rumour going around that the Chinese had bought the Ambiance Hotel, Boyzboyzboyz and, possibly Copa. He already knew and was far from happy.

 

"They don't like small boy like me with dark skin. Only farang like me."

 

Copa's refurbishment is coming along nicely. The last two days they have been testing out a huge screen inside, showing YouTube videos. It looks fantastic. Just like you see in the clubs in China.

 

During my last holiday a few months ago the Ambiance was renovating all the penthouses on the fifth floor. They are still at it. They are also renovating the third floor and, unfortunately, the room right next door to mine.

 

At first everything was ok, with just a little bit of noise - just some drilling, starting at noon. But today it started at 11:30 and the vibration from the drill next door almost had me falling out of bed.

 

I went downstairs and sat on the verandah and got talking to Swiss guy. He was sitting there with his suitcases. I thought he was leaving but no, he was checking out of the Ambiance and moving across to Copa.

 

I'm always aware that you only get what you pay for, so when I saw that Agoda was offering a 5O% discount, it should have rang alarm bells. But being the last available room I quickly booked it without thinking.

 

The Swiss guy was sitting with his Thai boyfriend - they've been together 13 years. He travels the world with his job and takes the guy everywhere. They stay in 5-star accommodation, all paid for by his company. Next week they are off to Malaysia and then Japan. After that he is taking his guy on a holiday to Vietnam - Halong Bay. He has also built mama and papa the obligatory Western-style house in the village.

 

You'd think the guy would be somewhat grateful. But instead, he sits there every day, totally ignoring his partner and just looking miserable.

 

As we went back to the room 2 farang were asking the receptionist to check the ID photo of a girl they had brought back to the room last night. Apparently, the girl stole around 30,000 baht from the room. I was shocked at the complete disinterest shown by the receptionist. He told the guys the hotel didn't have any information on the girl, despite the fact the night receptionist had taken a copy of her ID card. He couldn't be bothered looking for it.

 

Tonight I asked Nom where he wanted to go for dinner.

 

Please God! It's our last night together. Don't let him say Sizzler!

 

"Sizzler ok?"

 

There is no God.

 

Really?? Out of all the restaurants we could choose from? Sizzler? Fucking Sizzler??

 

Now, I'm no gourmet, that's for sure, but I hate Sizzler with a passion! The food is plastic and the salads are full of sugar. Even the jacket potatoes are sweet. There is nothing I can eat there and enjoy. But he likes their steak.

 

"I know you want to eat steak. Let's go to Benihana. It's a Japanese steak restaurant. I think there's one in Royal Garden."

 

"Oh, I think expensive."

 

Well, maybe it is if you compare it to Sizzler. But as a special treat, why not?

 

"Mmmm..I think Sizzler ok. Not so expensive."

 

"Ok," I said with a smile. "We can go to Sizzler."

 

Damn!

 

So, that was Pattaya. Not only was it one of the best holidays I've ever had here, I can't believe how much money I have left over. I only went to the bars on my first night and after that just hung around with Nom.

 

Compared to what I regularly spend in Bangkok, Pattaya can be a bargain if you find the right guy.

[Boy69]

Lovely Nom made your vacation amazing at Pattaya .

I do agree with you Pattaya is much cheaper than Bangkok this why I rarely stayed at BKK in my last trips.

[a447a]

I do agree with you Pattaya is much cheaper than Bangkok this why I rarely stayed at BKK in my last trips.

But only if you don't go bar-hopping.

[faranglaw]

Great report. Interesting stories about Nom and Beer. thanks for sharing it!

[ggobkk]

LOL about Sizzler! My often off, Van, craves KFC!

[a447a]

This morning I had a quick chat to the guy who had 30,000 band stolen. Of course, he hasn't got it back.

 

He went to the police but says "it's a fucking mess." The money has probably gone forever.

 

He is still devastated.

 

A minor correction to my report : the big screen they have been testing out is in Le Cafe Royal, not Copa.