Bangkok Trip Report 2019: The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same Part 2

[numazu]

Introduction

This is my 17th trip of the Land of Smiles (does anyone call Thailand this name anymore?), after almost 16(!) months of being away. It has been far too long for sure, since I’ve had a pretty fun (and well-documented – from the trip reports here) history here, it’s quite puzzling that it took me this long to go back. Filtering the posts here to “Most Viewed”, after all this time, I find 5 of my trip reports are still there amongst the top, and having read most of them on the trip plane trip to Asia from the USA gave me a bit of nostalgia:

But a lot of things have changed, least of all with me: in my personal life, and in my travel habits as well. Less Asia travel overall meant less Thailand travel as well, and the trips to Brazil have increased, in more frequency than even when I went to Thailand. I now have a Brazilian BF, who has successfully kept me in check for the most part. And a lot has also lot has changed in the gay gogo scene in Bangkok. I must admit that I have not been reading the forum much about the changes, so I am sort of going into this semi-blind. I say "semi" because I have the help of the GayThailand army of evergreen posters: @paulsf, @Michael @anddy, @ggobkk, @reader, @spoon and bunch of others, who are more than willing to update me on the scene.

I only have 3 nights to spend in Bangkok though, so I have to make this count. I started this thread to kick off the preparation:

and it looks like the stalwarts Moonlight and Jupiter 2018 still hog the limelight, and with the recent relocations of Soi Twilight bars to Soi Patpong 2 (why 2?), it seems that this was the new epicenter of gay gogos in BKK.  And here are my goals, and they are mostly unchanged from my previous trip:

1. Check out "New Soi Twilight"

The Soi Twilight nexus of gay gogo and beer bars was still there on my last trip in June 2018, albeit one or two bars have started their transition to their new digs. Months before that, rumors of the demise of the Soi were imminent, but my trip came and went and the Soi seemed to have weathered the storm. But from rumor to reality, alas, meant that Soi Twilight is dead, and long live Soi Patpong 2. It seemed really interesting to me that most of the bars chose to relocate to the straight side and muscle in on Screwboys’ piece of the business. 

Some people have been mourning the departure of several Soi Twilight bars (hi @paulsf!), but it seems that most have had a more or less an easy transition.  I’d be curious to see if there are new venues to be excited about. And since most of the oxygen in this forum has been consumed by Moonlight, I’ll try to devote at least some time at that bar, to see if there is anything new to ogle at, and if the models live up to the hype. I remember Tawan having the same legendary status it had way back when. Thanks to social media, Moonlight may have replaced Tawan in the legendary category.

2. Try not to do the Brazil vs Thailand comparisons

From the previous trip report:

On 6/23/2018 at 6:24 AM, numazu said:

3. Give the Bangkok Boys another try

Let’s face it, the number one reason I haven’t been going back to Bangkok is because I have found that Latin boys are better in sex than anyone else in the world, including the legendary boys of Bangkok. I’ve had numerous inquiries from fellow sex-tourist friends asking me which country has the best sex? My answer is always it depends, but it usually shifts between Brazil and Colombia. Mexico is a close third, and bunch of other Latin American countries behind it. Bangkok? Surely in the mix, but I find that the bodies, the cocks, the asses, are usually bigger and better; the kisses, the body contact, are usually deeper and more soul-penetrating; and the charisma, the charm, and the zest for life is bigger, grander, and more vibrant in that part of the world.

I’ve done my own comparisons in my head, and truthfully one of these countries has already won me over. But it is great to have these many choices in the world, and for 2020 I have resolved myself to go to Thailand more, and (maybe) Brazil less. The sex-tourism infrastructure is still the best in the world, it is way cheaper all around, and you can get pampered here in Thailand like no other country could ever even dream of. 

And really, she said it best:

3. Try not to Dig Up the Past

"Ain’t got no time for drama,” – old Chinese proverb

In my 16 previous trips, I’ve used Thailand to experiment with my emotions and get into messy situations because it was the perfect location to do so. It was far enough and remote enough away that I can wreak my havoc with my soul and with other boys and leave just before it gets too hairy, and more or less noone is the wiser back home. I have not always made the correct decisions (who has?), but Thailand has taught me many things along the way, and I will be forever grateful for those moments. But it was time for me to move on (as in, to Latin America), and I am carving a whole new set of ways to find myself in a whole new continent.

So this time, since it is a shorter trip, I have no time to dredge up old history. So this trip, no BurBoy, MonBoy, or Cambodia Boy (CB), the trio that has defined my Thailand trips. They have been trying to get me to visit ever since I saw them last:

BurBoy:

 

MonBoy:

CB:

 

Luckily, neither one will be in BKK when I am there.

So with that, let’s go on with the trip report.

To be continued…

[anddy]

3 hours ago, numazu said:

[...]

and with the recent relocations of Soi Twilight bars to Soi Patpong 2 (why 2?)

[...]

But from rumor to reality, alas, meant that Soi Twilight is dead, and long live Soi Patpong 2. It seemed really interesting to me that most of the bars chose to relocate to the straight side and muscle in on Screwboys’ piece of the business. 

was great to welcome you back after such a long time and catch up  

About Patpong:

Patpong 2 because the wider road running parallel to it, where the night market and more girlie (and one or two boy) bars are, is called "Thanon Patpong" or Patpong Road (though not called Patpong 1), so the smaller one is Patpong 2. 

Relocating to the "straight" side might look interesting on the surface, but in reality it was probably the most obvious choice, or maybe there was no real choice at all. That's because Patpong is one of the few dedicated entertainment districts in Bangkok, which allows for such venues. Also that designation allows bars to (legally) stay open until 2 am. You might recall that bars in old Twilight closed at 1 am because they were outside the district, making Screwboys the exception and the obvious late night choice. In addition, the whole Patpong area is privately owned (by, you guessed it, the Patpong family (or their descendants)) meaning that the city government has no or not much say over it. That's why they can close Patpong Road every night and have the night market there undisturbed by city policies to "clean up" street vendors. 

The regular police of course still have jurisdiction over the area, but that's not an issue because as we all know there is no prostitution happening there at all, same as in Walking Street Pattaya. 

[jason1975]

I believe Screwboys business has actually increased due to the relocation of the Soi Twilight bars! More customers!

[numazu]

17 hours ago, numazu said:

I have the help of the GayThailand army of evergreen posters: @paulsf, @Michael @anddy, @ggobkk, @reader, @spoon and bunch of others, who are more than willing to update me on the scene

Apologies, I for got to mention @vinapu who has always helped me. How on earth can i forget... must be the jetlag.

13 hours ago, anddy said:

was great to welcome you back after such a long time and catch up  

Likewise @anddy, it's always great to meet up with you. Its a shame we did not end up having dinner too, if only I could wake up on time LOL

Interesting tidbit about Patpong. Had no idea that Patpong was a private road and the rules are different. I hope the gay establishments there thrive. The high season is coming. Is there still a high season?

7 hours ago, jason1975 said:

I believe Screwboys business has actually increased due to the relocation of the Soi Twilight bars! More customers!

This is always good. I like that little bar.

[numazu]

Day 0: Preparation M

I didn’t even know for sure I was really going to Thailand till 2 weeks before the trip, when some work stuff suddenly came up. After some grand planning it turned out that I could only devote 3 nights for Thailand, probably a by-product of giving all my vacation time to Brazil and Colombia. Which is not nearly enough time, as everyone knows, and is a poor shadow of my glory days in the region when I would be there for weeks at a time. No matter, I will make the most of it, as usual. I booked my usual Cathay Pacific flights and braced myself for 15plus-hour flight times that I was going to have to face. 

As the days grew close I started to dread the flights ahead of me. I have not done these super long-hauls for a while now. It is not the usual 7 to 9 hour ones going into South America that I have surprisingly gotten accustomed to. With those it’d be a nice red-eye flight, leaving late at night, just perfect to fall asleep at the start (even skipping dinner service once in a while), and wake up at late morning to start my day at Rio or Bogota. A short disco nap just before dinner and I’d be set for the whole stay.

With travels to Asia, it is different. The aforementioned long haul flight was long enought that it meant being awake for a significant time in the flight itself, which in turn meant either being restless in your seat or worrying about turbulence or that screaming baby behind you. And the time change is a killer. When the sun hits your eye, but you’re supposed to be asleep at this hour, its not amore, its jet lag. Arriving at noon at Suvarnabhumi, no matter how much sleep I got in the flight, meant I’d be aching for a bed on the taxi ride over. And then it takes a few days to recover. And this trip, I really don’t have a few days to recover.

So, I wasn’t taking anything lightly. I knew only a (real) massage right when I arrive at my hotel would be the cure for the jet lag. And no, I’m not going to a massage place, that meant preparation and walking or taxi and dealing with mamasans and choosing. I needed someone to come to me. And right after the massage, I’d want to take a nap in an attempt to get some rest before the night of debauchery. Time really wasn’t on my side. I looked at my Line contacts and tried to see if I had any massage boys in it that I remember availing of in the past. I wildly message all in the hopes that some would respond. I ask @anddy and @paulsf if they had any suggestions for massage boys that would go to my hotel, massage the flight out of me, and then sex me to sleep.

On Line, I got one reply from a massage boy I remembered I got from Arena:

On 3/29/2017 at 9:24 AM, numazu said:

I chose a one-hour oil massage. The captain then calls on the boys to line up, and asks me to choose a boy. I always find this a little bit awkward to do. How do I choose the right kind of boy? Do I use the time-tested criteria of choosing the guy who smiles at me? At least half of them were. So I look at the faces. Two-thirds were what I would consider handsome. That cut it down to 6. Now I get really superficial. I look at the abs. Three boys had unbelievable abs. Ugh, so it was down to them. Now it’s time to just use my gut.

I see this one guy. Classic Thai good looks, nice smile, out of this world abs and muscular arms supported by a lean-muscular frame, and cute facial hair. The darker skin was what made it for me, so I pick him. Its funny that I chose someone solely based on looks, and not massage ability, though I guess this skill is harder to gauge until after you get the massage. He disappears in the back and then reappears with some oil and towels. He motions me to take the stairs to our massage room.

Very uncomplicated and business-like Line exchange was had between the two of us. He said he would be available on the day of the massage and will be at my hotel. Quoted 2000 baht. Not too bad I thought.

@paulsf also suggested to find a massage boy in Grindr, so I did the fake-GPS thing on an android phone and got a few hits. One stood out: a freelancer Viet boy, bottom, who was also a massage boy. He was super eager to share a few risque phots of him, and even sent a video of his ass getting fucked and then cum spewing out of his hole at the end. I mean, I didn’t mind receiving these videos for sure, but among other things, this may have meant that his service was more sex than massage. I guess I’d just have to roll the dice to see how I feel that day. More sex or more massage?

So with two potential massage boys waiting for me at the hotel of the day I arrive, I was set. I arrived at the airport with two hours to spare. After sampling Cathay Pacific’s excellent Noodle Bar offerings at their lounge, I proceeded to walk to the gate. During this short stroll, I began to get excited about the trip. Old feelings were coming back, the sense of anticipation I got whenever I knew I was going to a place that was amazing, was taking over. 

That euphoria got to my head I think, because when I got to the gate at 15 minutes before boarding, I immediately noticed a very tall, young, half-asian, half-white handsome guy at the end of the Premium Economy line. He was a stunner. I was about to get on the Business Class line where I belonged, when I decided to make my way towards the PE line instead, and stood in line right behind him. Yup, totally worth waiting a few more minutes to board to be close to the guy. He was super gorgeous up close too. I *mostly* kept my composure, but the whole time he was waiting in line, he was stretching for the flight, arms outstretched, butt perked up, subtly exposing his abs and obliques when his shirt hiked up. When it was time for the Premium Economy peeps to board, I dutifully followed him and his swagger to the aircraft, where he turned right, and I turned left, to my seat, never to see him again. Small thrills. It was worth it:

At the connection at HK airport, I turned on my internet on my phone, and I surprisingly got messages from both massage guys, asking if I wanted to meet at the hotel when I arrived. Surprisingly because @paulsf reminded me earlier of how flaky the boys can be at times. As it was, I felt exhausted, and will probably need a real massage with sex, which the Arena guy was, as opposed to a sex session disguised as a massage appointment. Plus, the Viet bottom seemed too overly eager for my comfort, forwarding me more photos of his ass and videos of his ass dripping of cum. Very amusing, but probably not what I needed today. I told Viet boy no, but he still was fairly insistent, sending me more messages long after I stopped responding. Probably for the best.

After a 2+ hour flight to BKK, I was at Suvarnabumi airport. Looking out the airplane window, I am greeted by the familiar distinctive façade of the airport.  Upon exiting the aircraft, instinctively, as I have done 16+ times before, I rush to the direction of the immigration counters, and blindly get into the general line. 20 minutes later I get to an immigration officer. New added feature, there was now a machine at the counter to get your finger prints. Interesting. The officer gives me back my passport and boarding pass, but not before chastising me for not using the fast track lanes that I was entitled to, as I was in Business Class. “Many time here in line,” he reminds me.  First mistake of the trip, and it won’t be the last.

Rushing to the taxi level, I look at Google Maps to plot my course to the Crowne Plaza Hotel Lumpini Park. 42 minutes. Not too bad. I get some cash from the ATM for the taxi and massage boy tip. Soon, I am on my way. I Line Arena Boy and tell him my ETA, plus 15 minutes, to account for traffic or check in time. I get to the hotel and unsurprisingly enough, the porter who sent me off the last time I was here in 2018, was here to greet me. “Welcome back sir,” he says, as he deftly takes my luggage and gives me luggage tags. Handsome as always. I walk past the concierge desk and greeted by a “Welcome back sir,” again by a familiar hotel worker. I take the elevators to the 23rd floor to the check-in counters, again greeted by familiar people. It was like coming back home. Nothing has changed.

As I approach the check-in desks, I see Arena Boy, sitting in one of the lounge chairs. He was already here. I wave hi, he smiles. That smile. Jackpot.  That smile alone put me at ease and signalled that indeed, my vacation has begun. The check-in process was, as usual, a breeze. My IHG status gets me the usual bigger room and lounge access and free breakfast. And I get my stuffed elephant like always, which was really what mattered the most. I have so many elephants now collected throughout the years, that I can start my own Royal Siamese Armed Forces regiment:

I motion to Arena Boy to join me at the elevator. Once the doors were closed, he gets close and hugs me. “I remember you!” he tells me. I ask him if he recognized my Line account from before. He said no, but now, up close, he does recognize me.  He remembered me from that one massage 2 years ago. What a good memory. I squeezed my stuffed elephant in my hand. Elephants never forget.

I get my usual room, with the usual killer views of Lumpini Park and beyond.

All the familiar elements were there. Even the smell was familiar, which was a hint of lavender.  It takes me back to a shit ton of memories I have of this place. “I shower first?” Arena Boy asks. Even the banter was the same. I point to the bathroom. I pee first. Yup, even the high-tech space toilet is still here. The handsome porter comes with my luggage, I give him 40 baht. “I hope you have a nice stay again here, sir.” he says as he leaves. I hope he can make the stay nicer, I say in my peverted head. 

After he did his initial cleanup, it was my turn to shower, and Arena boy offers to give me a personalized scrub down, possibly to ensure that he is going to work with a clean workspace. Again, as was in Arena, every nook and cranny was cleaned. He took particular attention to my groin and my ass to make sure everything was clean as a whistle. This made me hard of course, and even 22+ hours of travel can’t diminish this high. As he cleaned my face he took time looking at me and asking me what I wanted. “I am tired from travel. Can you make me feel better?” Sure, he said. “Sex too?” I smiled. “Yes.” He laughed. He rinsed me off. He gave me a kiss in the lips.

After drying, we head over to the made bed, and he rearranges the pillows for the massage session. He puts a pillow at the head of the bed and instructs me to put my head on the pillow face down. We were both fully naked at that point and his long cock was swinging back and forth as he surveys the setup. He then proceeds to give me the best massage I’ve had in my life. Not too much pressure, but enough to matter. He concentrated on some trouble spots that I’ve been having, without me even telling him where they were. And I’m normally ticklish when it comes to massages, especially when it comes to the soles of my feet, or my sides, or my hands, but he managed to finesse his way for me to be comfortable with all of it. 

After an hour he tells me to turn the other way, facing him. He does a few more finishing massages and then slowly but surely massages my cock and ass. This was getting good, and I was hard instantly. But he was not really stroking my cock, just rubbing his hands in the periphery and getting me heated up. He leans over and gives me a deep kiss. After a while, he sits on my chest and then thrusts his cock over to my mouth. He gets hard while inside my mouth and I can feel it grow. He takes his cock out of my mouth and slides his ass over so I can get a taste. This was amazing. I started jerking myself off and he takes my hand away and says “My job.” I laugh.

Condom and lube at the ready (where did that come from), he puts a condom on my cock, lubes himself up and then proceeds to ride me. It didn’t take long before I was close to bursting. He stops thrusting and pulls me out and takes my condom off. He puts his cock back on my mouth until he was fully hard again, and then puts on a condom and heads over to my ass. Lubed up, he puts it in, slowly, considerately, and since he already warmed me up, it wasn’t too difficult to take it in, even with his girth. Slow thrusts, then more purposeful. This felt good. He takes one stroke of my cock and I immediately cum. Goddamn. He pulls out and climbs on me and sits on my chest again and jacks off till he comes all over my neck and chin.

WELCOME TO THAILAND YOU CRAZY PERVERT.

He kisses me again, with the cum and all. He hurries to the bathroom to get tissue paper to wipe me down. He then helps me up and we have our second shower together. I could barely keep my eyes open at this point, I was so comfortable and made sleepy with the massage and the sex that followed after. Drying, he kisses me again. I fish out 2200 baht from my wallet and give it to him. He wais in thanks, and his swinging  cock sort of wais with him. He gets dressed. He hugs me again and then he was gone.

I set the alarm for 6:30 PM tonight. There was more Bangkok to see. I turn off all the lights. A message in Line comes in. It was Arena Boy saying thanks. I start texting back, but as soon as my head hit the pillow I immediately fall asleep, with my reply unsent:

Next… a 3 boy night!
 

[vinapu]

5 hours ago, numazu said:

Apologies, I for got to mention @vinapu ...

don't worry, . he is just nobody

 

Thank you for highly readable , watchable and heat generating report

[anddy]

Thanks so much for making the effort again to write this report, with your amazing writing style and going through the trouble of including pictures and digging out old reports to quote from. As always, fascinating reading. Looking forward to the coming installments  

[tatar]

That was amazing. I love Arena guys too. They are muscular and masculine.  And I plan to go there again when I visit BKK. Another place is Tawan Bar if I have a mood for muscle worship.

I had a change to call a massage boy (guy actually because he was not young, lol) to my hotel room. It turned out that he could not massage very well, one reason was the bed. The bed in hotel was quite soft comparing to the bed in the massage house or he himself was not experienced, but that was not the worst part.... he could not get hard!!! I gotto say that I did not have good experience at all. 

[numazu]

18 hours ago, vinapu said:

don't worry, . he is just nobody

Thank you for highly readable , watchable and heat generating report

You are not a nobody @vinapu. You're the most prolific poster here! Do tell me when your next trip to LOS is going to be. Hopefully our paths will cross again.

9 hours ago, anddy said:

Thanks so much for making the effort again to write this report, with your amazing writing style and going through the trouble of including pictures and digging out old reports to quote from. As always, fascinating reading. Looking forward to the coming installments  

Its fun to dig up old posts and to see what I was up to. I had so much time back then! I don't know how I did it. Those times will probably never gonna be replacated.

3 hours ago, tatar said:

That was amazing. I love Arena guys too. They are muscular and masculine.  And I plan to go there again when I visit BKK. Another place is Tawan Bar if I have a mood for muscle worship.

I had a change to call a massage boy (guy actually because he was not young, lol) to my hotel room. It turned out that he could not massage very well, one reason was the bed. The bed in hotel was quite soft comparing to the bed in the massage house or he himself was not experienced, but that was not the worst part.... he could not get hard!!! I gotto say that I did not have good experience at all. 

Ah yes, Tawan and Arena, two places I didnt get the chance to visit this trip but gives me incentive to go back and try them out again.

The beds in Crowne Plaza are not hard but not too soft either. Arena Boy was pretty good with manipulating his body to adapt to how to massage in a California King bed. I imagine it is more dificult to do so rather than at a massage table. But he was up to the task, and the bed actually made it such that he had his body closer to mine almost the entire time. Pros and cons. Probably tip more if the massage is on a bed, because it is ahrder to give a good massage in that situation.

[vinapu]

6 hours ago, tatar said:

 

he could not massage very well, one reason was the bed. The bed in hotel was quite soft comparing to the bed in the massage house or he himself was not experienced, ......

you are right about lack of experience, I had the same  with,  interestingly , also Arena guy in Pavillion Place . But he knew his job  and said "bed to soft  lets do massage on the floor".

welcome to the forum.

[vinapu]

3 hours ago, numazu said:

You are not a nobody @vinapu. Do tell me when your next trip to LOS is going to be. Hopefully our paths will cross again.

 

You have  a good heart ! I don't know when my next trip will be but , bar lottery winning or getting fired,  not before second half of 2020. Yes , it would be nice to actually finally meet you in Thailand as you have distinction of being only member I know personally whom I  never meet in LOS

[numazu]

Day 1: Reading by Moonlight

How do you guys get over the time change? Do you set a full day of rest of doing nothing to get a full recharge? Just grin and bear it and spend the first few days in a zombie state? Or are you one of the lucky bastards that get to go through life without getting affected by jet lag?

I’m screwed. The alarm woke me up promptly at 6:30 PM. At first I didn’t know where I was and what I was doing there, and then a heavy blanket of fatigue set in. I sorely wanted to go back to bed, and slept for another hour till 7:30 rolled around. Afterwards, there was no other way around this. I need to get up now unless I wanted to lose my first night sleeping. I switched on the Master Switch to turn all the lights on in the room and to blind myself awake. I shower and take a quick and thorough scrub to get me ready for whatever may come. I head over to the Crowne Plaza 31st floor lounge to get a coffee and some snacky things to munch on (happy hour is 5-8 pm). It was 8:28 PM when all was said and done.

I had an 8:30 PM meeting with forum member @reader tonight. It’s good to meet someone on your first day who has been here a while to get the scoop on the current lay of the land. I intended to go to Moonlight and catch the show tonight, but I’m meeting @reader at Patpong 2 at the heart of the new gay (half) Soi. As I leave Rama IV and turn into Surawong, I get the familiar sense of deju vu. This felt like all the other nights I’ve been here, but I knew things were really different. I knew when I pass by Twilight I will see a boarded up entrance. 

No sooner that I pass Jim Thompson was a hawker for Moonlight.  I hear the familiar siren song of: “Boy show? Boy show?” I probably had the look that I needed to see a boy show. And I did, but first, a drink with @reader. Thaniya, two other streets, and then I see the familiar Muay Thai sign, signaling that indeed, I am in PatPong 2:

Ok, so it doesn’t have quite the oomph of this entrance (taken Chinese New Year 2018):

But I guess it will just have to do, for now.

I finally get to the “bar” that @reader told me to meet him at. Yes, I guess technically it is a bar, but really its just a counter with a few stools around it, and a table with two chairs and a setee. But at arrival, it was not @reader who greeted me first. It was Trung, the ubiquitous Viet gogo bar waiter I remember from the Twilight days. He seems genuinely happy to see me, even giving me a more than strong hug. “How are you? Where you been?”, he asks excitedly. After the initial shock my eyes focus: yup, he’s still cute and yummy. I give him a short summary of my past year, as I scan the “bar” for @reader, until I recognize him and introduce myself.

I give Saw, the cute Myanmar bar tender for the bar, my order. “Why only water? Why not beer?” he asks, probably shocked by my lack of alcoholism. “Because I good boy,” I tell him. Which was a much easier to understand reply than “I am sweating and dehydrated and jet-lagged and want to die.” Turning to @reader, I give him a rundown of my flights and first few hours here, and he rewards me with a rundown of what bars made the switch to Patpong 2, what kind of ambiance I would expect, and, more importantly, what kind of boys I would encounter in each establishment.

While he was telling me this, it dawned on me that the names of most of the boy bars on Patpong 2 ended with “-boys.” Some are Lucky, Fresh, Dreamy, or Screwed, I guess. One bar's name ends in “-Male” which is even more generic than just boy. I finally realize the genius behind the branding of “Moonlight” or “Jupiter” or “Tawan”. Seems less generic, and more about an identity, a brand, and a story. But thinking about it further, maybe the primary reason of calling a bar “Luckyboys” tells the average passer-by that the bar, unmistakably, has boys in it (lucky ones at that), and should be avoided if you are looking for pussy (real pussy, not boy pussy, or in this case, lucky boy pussy). Pretty useful if the bar is in a not so gay street like Patpong 2.

Map of the area, circled the bar where I was, or close to. Not sure why it says i am in Patpong 1 when I was in Patpong 2. From GB Guide:

Sidenote: Though looking at the girlie bars in Nana Plaza, listed here, hardly had any “-girls” in their names. Oh well.

After some pleasant banter with @reader (thanks man!), it was 9:30, and I was ready to take in a show, and I still had my sights set on Moonlight. I bid adieu to @reader and wished him luck on his future offs. I headed back to Surawong and then to the alleyway where Moonlight was.  500 baht later, I was in. My first gogo boy bar this trip:

At 9:45 the place was a third occupied, so still many choice seats to choose from. I chose my usual favorite perch, a stool at the end of the second row, so I would not be shoulder to shoulder with strangers, as I was alone, and there was room for a boy to sit beside me. 

And sure as shit, the more things stay the same, my usual Mamasan found me and called me by name. Wow. Was I really gone 16 months? It seems that noone in Bangkok has skipped a beat yet. After the usual small talk (how long you stay, where you stay, what you want tonight), I tell him that I was ready to off a model this trip. Not necessarily tonight, but at some point in the trip. He said to watch out for the opening parade of boys. And he will have some scoop on general temperament of the model, and if he thought I was a good fit. He knows from my previous offs that not only would I want someone that would deliver, but would at least try to match my libido. This mamasan has learned from the past.

Am I the only one who does not have any problems with mamasans?

One by one the boys show their wares onstage. A pretty good looking bunch so far. There were about 3 regular boys that I thought would be good for me tonight. I remember their numbers for later. As 10:30 PM comes, also come the main model boys, with their introductions.  Babe, the main attraction of the bar, unsurprisingly got the lion share of attention from the audience.  I can see the appeal. Pretty charismatic and handsome. He also knew what he had, and what his status at the bar was, so he had an air of confidence with him. I, however, had my eyes set on two other models who were in the parade. God they were gorgeous up close. Watch the parade yourself and guess who the two were. This was the actual parade at the night I was there, downloaded from Moonlight’s FB:

I ask the mamasan the details: “5000 baht tip, 1000 baht off fee. They are men so maybe some kiss maybe some do not. All top so most no suck, and no bottom.” I smile, knowing the answer already, but it was nice to confirm it with the mamasan. Something to definitely consider this trip, if only for the perverse sense of trying it out. Babe, though with his white hot good looks and obvious charms, were no match for the two I had my eye on. They were just beautiful.

Bangkok Blinder off: In reality, 5000 baht was a steep price for the supposed service I will get. Even with the quality of the boys here, they were no match for the Brazilian boys, who do way more, and have way more assets (wink wink), for 5 times less the price.

I point to the mamasan the two models I like. She said they were good choices for me. She asked me if I wanted one of them to sit with me. I told her not yet. I told him I really wanted a regular for tonight, and a model boy for later, possibly during the day. Mamasan says to just Line her tomorrow and he will try to see who is available during the times I wanted. Mamasan then asks me what I wanted tonight.

By this time, the bar was pretty much packed. Thank goodness I arrived before all this madness. About 8 girls, 3 white guys, and the vast majority asian boys in the audience. I tell mamasan the numbers of the regular guys I liked for tonight. He leaves for about 5 minutes and comes back with 2 boys. “One already with customer.” Both very good looking. I pick the taller one. He wais to me and sits beside me. Mamasan mentions if I wanted a drink for the boy, I say yes, and to tell him to get himself one too. The drinks come, toasts are made, the boy smiles at me and boops my nose with his pointer finger. So cute. This was promising.

The show starts, and since I was here last in June 2018, all new numbers. Mostly with boys I’ve never seen before. Some drag lip sync which I didn’t mind at all. Dance numbers all pretty well rehearsed. Very slick production. They have this all down. A lot of things changed, but still felt the same.  The number with the models were pretty good. There was a “hiphop” number where the model guys were busting a groove, starting from the stairs and making their way to the audience, taking their turns grinding it up with the mostly shy audience members. All the models eventually end up on stage. Babe had his “kpop” moves down, and the crowd was loving it. But one of the models I liked, he was dancing like how hiphop should really be danced. I was sold, and in love, and hard. The way his hips were moving, his thrusts, god at least I know he can do them. 6000 baht no problem.

I tell mamasan that he was the one that I wanted. He has the classic Thai handsome face, but his body was insane. Super abs, big arms, giant thighs, smooth light brown skin. But the way he handled himself was what sold it for me. The way he danced was fairly animated, and made me think hey, this guy might be that animated in bed also. Mamasan sends me some photos of the guy in my Line, mainly I think to remind the mamasan that he was what I wanted.

The guy I was with was doing it for me as well. He held both my hands with his hands, would give me a peck on the cheek once in while, and his body was also muscular and great to the touch. Mid-way to the show, I ask him to put clothes on so I can off him. He came back in a polo shirt that was a size too small, making his chest and biceps bulge out of his shirt. He was smiling as he sat down with me again, and I knew I picked the right guy to off.

When the Moonlight hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's Amore.

As the shower show started (with a model that was super hot), I settled the bill. 3 extra drinks and the off fee was not cheap, but then again this was probably the last time I was going to be at Moonlight for the show this trip, so all was worth it. I ask the mamasan if he could see when the model was available during the day, tomorrow or the day after, and get back to me. As I leave, I take a copy of Thai Puan magazine and their GB Guide map. Moonlight really has a one stop shop for the gay tourist. And their business model seems to be working really well.

Brazil Blinders Off: I feel that there is a way easier learning curve to get into the gogo boy bar scene in Thailand, than the Sauna Boy scene in Brazil. You could almost just have freshly gotten off the plane of your first time in Bangkok, and be able to off a guy that you like with relative ease, and relative security, than in Brazil. Drink prices and off fees, while relatively expensive, are pretty standard, there are english speaking mamasans that can help you find the man of your dreams, and everything seems to be pretty secure. While I have no problems with navigating in Brazil, I was not been always like that, and being fluent in Portuguese sure goes a long way. You can thrive in Bangkok without knowing a lick of Thai.  I just feel the learning curve is steeper in Brazil, not to mention having some legitimate security concerns, though I have not had any problems there, ever. If you’re a novice who wants to try out the for-pay sex scene, Bangkok seems to be the place to start.

As my current off and I traverse through Surawong and onto Rama IV, he suddenly becomes alive and bubbly and talkative and was less reserved than he was in the club. He holds my hand the whole walk to Crowne Plaza.  This is gonna be good.

Next, was it really good? 
 

[macaroni21]

Great report by the OP. Fired up my itch to plan another trip.  One small detail I noticed: Crowne Plaza Hotel Lumpini Park had no problem with the Arena guy joining you in the room right on check-in. Did you have to pre-arrange that with the hotel? I suppose it's less of a problem if during daylight hours.

[vinapu]

1 hour ago, numazu said:

How do you guys get over the time change? Do you set a full day of rest of doing nothing to get a full recharge? Just grin and bear it and spend the first few days in a zombie state? Or are you one of the lucky bastards that get to go through life without getting affected by jet lag?
 

I just carry on and when feel sleepy just go to the bed regardless of time of day, usually 2 and 3 days are worst when adrenaline and excitement of day of arrival drops a bit 

1 hour ago, numazu said:

Am I the only one who does not have any problems with mamasans?
 

yes

1 hour ago, numazu said:

. Watch the parade yourself and guess who the two were.

 

Nut and Smart

[spoon]

My guess of the two models, no secret i am infatuated by nut, so of course he is the first guy, which is also the guy you told mamasan you want to off him next time and the runner up is in between mark, nest, male, smart. My second guess will be the newest model, male. 

[Jasper]

Your guy must be Mr Nut!

I like his huge biceps! 
When he did one armed push ups in the towel show I swooned looking at it. lol

He used to be a Muay Thai boxer so I guess he can throw few punches not just decorative muscles.

 

 

I am also fairly friendly with Emmy, the Moonlight mamasan.

I always tip mamasans at Dreamboy, Moonlight and Jupiter but only 100-200 baht.

I was really shocked when a few friends  told me they tipped 1000 baht to mamasan although not every night. No they are not newbies. lol

 

[10tazione]

In the video, when Babe is standing in the front row, what is the name of the guy standing right to him? In violet (?) undies.
Btw, they all wear a different color of underwear, how nice.
(ups first I wrote underware, but maybe not totally wrong?)

[jason1975]

47 minutes ago, 10tazione said:

In the video, when Babe is standing in the front row, what is the name of the guy standing right to him? In violet (?) undies.
Btw, they all wear a different color of underwear, how nice.
(ups first I wrote underware, but maybe not totally wrong?)

That’s Mr Nest

[Boy69]

13 hours ago, numazu said:

Am I the only one who does not have any problems with mamasans?

I agree never had any problem with mamasan on the contrary had with some of them great small talk and got very useful information too. From the beginning I am telling them that I come only for looking and have fun and they are not pushy anymore and just have nice conversation.

@Namzu Great report as always !!!

[numazu]

20 hours ago, vinapu said:

You have  a good heart ! I don't know when my next trip will be but , bar lottery winning or getting fired,  not before second half of 2020. Yes , it would be nice to actually finally meet you in Thailand as you have distinction of being only member I know personally whom I  never meet in LOS

Yes this is quote the distinction, having only met you IRL not in LOS, and fairly far removed from it too. Thanks for meeting that time. Again let me know when, who knows if it'll be when I'm there too.

18 hours ago, macaroni21 said:

Great report by the OP. Fired up my itch to plan another trip.  One small detail I noticed: Crowne Plaza Hotel Lumpini Park had no problem with the Arena guy joining you in the room right on check-in. Did you have to pre-arrange that with the hotel? I suppose it's less of a problem if during daylight hours.

No problems at all.  Never had problems with them taking a boy, or three, or a party, to the room all these years. It's hotel well-frequented by Japanese tourists, and once in a while I see some of them bring a gaggle of ladies with them at all hours. The hotel must be fairly liberal with their policy. No check of ID or joiner fee or anything. There are cameras everywhere, but the hotel is huge, and it never feels anyone is watching you at all, if that matters at all.

This is purely my obervation, not sure if it is the case or not, oe thing I did notice about them is that after 2 AM , only one elevator , at the far right, the one closest to the check-in counters, and you would have to walk all the way past the other (closed) elevators to get to, would be open and working and the other elevators don't seem to open at that hour. I think they do this because it is easier monitor who comes and goes at late hours with just one elevator to monitor.

Otherwise, a pretty decent, if expensive hotel to have a nice revolving door of boys at. At times when I have free breakfast and free lounge access, I can bring my overnight guest with me to avail of the 2 free breakfasts, no questions asked. They don;t have to be registered at the hotel, and usually I bring a different guy a night to join me. I am sure the hotel workers have seen it all. I do hate that they all know my fucking name lol.

16 hours ago, vinapu said:

yes

 

8 hours ago, Jasper said:

I am also fairly friendly with Emmy, the Moonlight mamasan.

I always tip mamasans at Dreamboy, Moonlight and Jupiter but only 100-200 baht.

I was really shocked when a few friends  told me they tipped 1000 baht to mamasan although not every night. No they are not newbies. lol

While 1000 baht is extravagant in my opinion, I fully utilize mamasans when I go to gogo bars, especially when I am going alone. They are someone to talk to, get feedback about the boys, and other things. They usually leave me alone when a boy is seated beside me, or with the case of the Moonlight mamasan, give color commentary on the boy numbers while they are going on. He cracks me up sometimes.

And hey, if you are into very specific sexual stuff, the mamasan will be able to point you to a boy who will do it. I've tried it. 

15 hours ago, spoon said:

My guess of the two models, no secret i am infatuated by nut, so of course he is the first guy, which is also the guy you told mamasan you want to off him next time and the runner up is in between mark, nest, male, smart. My second guess will be the newest model, male. 

Hehe @spoon. As well as to @vinapu, @Jasper, @10tazione, @jason1975, and @Boy69. Very very good guesses. I am not ready to confirm or deny who those two are just yet, but this was not the last I have seen these Moonlight models.

[khaolakguy]

Great and fun reports thanks! A minor point on the Patong Map. I think Patong Soi One and Two are the wrong way round. That is the Soi on the right hand side with Foodland is marked as Soi One, but should actually be Soi Two. The original Patong is Soi One.

[ggobkk]

Some updating of Numazu’s photo of Twilight in brighter lighted times...more now blighted.  Photo taken 28 Nov.

[ggobkk]

I am one who enjoys mamasans for the same reasons cited by Numazu...same with the “grabbers” for the various clubs.  I talk with them and joke with them and let them tells me what they see is happening and who is a good fit for me.

[numazu]

Day 1.5: Three’s a Crowd

MoonBoy, as I will call my off from Moonlight, was not one of the featured models at the popular bar. But he might as well be. He is tall, young, handsome, and muscular. “Why you no model for bar?” I ask, in a sort of non-judgmental way. “I shy, I cannot do.” he says almost embarrassingly. “Maybe someday, no now.” I just left it at that. To me, his Thai good looks belonged with the best of them, and he was even more handsome than some of the models featured now. But what do I know. I’m just a horny tourist looking for a good time.

We get to the hotel and MoonBoy marveled at Crowne Plaza’s design. “Luxury na,” he exclaims. I guess its good that he has not been here before. He is still new to the scene. We get to the room and he immediately makes a beeline to the bathroom. “Shower!” he says. I leave him be and 10 minutes later it was my turn. I do my best and when I was done, I see MoonBoy laying in bed with his towel still around his waist.

OK, I must admit that I try to not to say anything bad about anyone if I can help it. Maybe he was just tired. Maybe he was not into me (but then again he does not have to do be, that’s what the money is for). Or maybe he is just those non-performers you get once in a while that exist in the sex scene. He was gorgeous, the skin was flawless, the muscles big and ripply, the abs just on point. The cock was not anything to write about but then again that was the least of my concerns with this off. 

I tried to make the best of it, still thinking that I have a super gorgeous guy naked in my bed. I was able to cum, with no help from him. He made some half-hearted efforts, and smiled a lot during the process. I showered myself while he rinsed his hands. I gave him the 2000 baht promised off fee, bidding him farewell, and he was gone. 

I had my expectations high with this boy. After all, I just got a pretty good sexual massage merely 11 hours before this encounter, complete with the deep kissing and the sucking and fucking one would expect from hiring a prostitute. And before this, I’ve been traveling to Brazil, where everyone seems to know how to pleasure a guy for sex, and I keep coming back there and I am never disappointed. I know, it is part of life here in Bangkok, that you encounter the non-performer. But I didn’t know it was going to be this bad. 

Now alone in the hotel, I video chat with the Brazilian BF for a minute. It was late morning in south Brazil when I called. He was in one of his after gym jogs, shirtless, wearing tiny shorts so he can get his already golden skin tanned by the spring sun, with his muscular body glistening with sweat.  He was happy to see me, and asked me if I was having fun in Bangkok. “Sim, mas saudades de voce,” yes, but I miss you. His pecs were bobbing up and down while he jogged. He was bobbing up and down everywhere. He stops to talk a little bit more, sitting on the sidewalk and telling me how his day was. It put me at ease. I did sincerely miss him. 
The talk did me good. So what if I got a non-performer.  I can try again right? The beauty is in the trying. I brush away the thought of MoonBoy, and freshened up to tackle Bangkok once again.

It was 12:45 AM by the time I got back to Patpong 2. The bar I was in with @reader was deserted. I plopped myself down the setee a ordered a beer from Saw. After a few words with Saw (nice guy), since I was the only customer in miles, all the barkers at Freshboys, and barkers at Screwboys, were enticing me to come in. So I made a calculation in my head. With the recent non-performance of MoonBoy, which bar would at least guarantee me that some would perform? Preferably containing gay boys? I made the decision that FreshBoys would be the bar that would have the performing gay boys I need.

Previous experience:

On 11/18/2016 at 10:03 PM, numazu said:

At around 10 PM we decide in heading out to Fresh Boys, which was just a few steps from where we were sitting. I’ve only been here three times before. Once in February, and I talked about it in my trip report, mistakenly identifying the bar as X-Size, another time with my BF and we bought this wickedly handsome Khmer a drink, and another time just 5 nights ago when I was trying to get a boy before seeing BurBoy. I always like the boys here, but I never seem to be able to off anyone. I’m pretty sure I won’t be offing anyone tonight either. This has been my white whale.

We go in and get seated in the back benches that had a view of the front of the stage. There were probably two or three more parties in the bar so it wasn’t full. We get asked our drink orders and settle in to watch the boys advertising their wares onstage. The police raids that happened a few months ago on Soi Twilight that forbid the non-Thais to work in the bars, was to me an unfortunate development in the lead up to my last trip in June. I’ve always thought the variety in nationalities of the boys in the bars gave it the edge it needed. The exception of course was Dream Boy. For some reason, having an all-Thai employee base works well for that bar, and the effect is sometimes beautiful.

When I got there, I was the only customer. This made me feel a little bit uneasy, but oh well let’s roll with it. It was past 1 AM, and everyone is winding down, so this is the best I can get tonight. I was seated in the center and immediately all the boys who were sitting or talking or lounging sprung up into action and got onstage. ALL mamasans came to me (LOL, it felt that way). One asked me my drink order, another showed me all the boys and asked what I wanted. The main(?) mamasan, a gorgeous and tall trans women, made some conversation, telling me that she knew me from the Twilight days and was glad I was back. I am glad I was back too.
Back to the boys, about 20 were here, lots of variety here for sure, but all were more or less twinks. A sampling from their website:

Since I was the only customer here, I took liberties in demanding certain things. I asked the main mamasan if all the tops can stand to the left of me, and all the bottoms or “do everything”s move to the right. She laughs and another mamasan shouts instructions to the boys. Most of them laugh, but slowly but surely they move to their separate places. When the obvious battle lines were drawn, the boys were looking at each other, and one or two defected from one side to another. It was funny.

I didn’t have to ask, because looking at the boys it was obvious which side was which, but I confirmed with the mamasan which side was everything and which was only top. She confirmed my guess. I turned my attention to the boys. A good looking bunch. Normally I wasn’t into super twinks, but tonight, they were working for me. I looked at the tops only line and found some good ones, but I was thinking they might be some non-performers there, so really I had to pick from the “do anything” pile. I could easily off at least 6 in this bunch. I chose by looks. I chose a tall darker skinned guy, and a more compact lean muscular guy as well. The two looked at each other, and then made their way on either side of me to flank me.

The unpicked boys groaned and frowned. I guess this was their last chance to be offed tonight. I can’t off everyone LOL. I ordered drinks for both, and another drink for gorgeous mamasan. I asked the mamasan what time they closed. “2 AM”. It was 1:35. I had time to drink and assess and play around. 

You know the trick with the boys. They can be aloof and different onstage under the harsh lighting and little clothing, but once they were up close and sitting with you, they were totally different. It was the case with these two, immediate touching, holding my hand, asking me questions, and making me feel comfortable about my choice. The mamasan was also their to liven up the proceedings, and I must admit I was having fun despite my earlier disappointment. I was almost sad that it was 2 AM and time to go.

I tell the two I will off them, and tell the mamasan to settle the bill. My drink, 3 drinks for mamasan and boys, and 2 off fees, not cheap, but so what lol. I also gave mamasan 100 baht tip. All worth an hour’s worth of work for all their time entertaining me. Worth every penny I think. 

As I wait for the two to emerge with clothes on, I just realized: do the two even like each other? They seem to work out with me with their eagerness to have sex with me, but what about with each other? I didn’t ask them if they would be find having sex with each other. Oh well, too late now, as I see them emerge from the bathroom, thoroughly quaffed and ready to go. I thanked everyone at the bar who stayed while I hung out with them for an hour. It’s probably the only time I’ll be in this bar this trip.

As we go down the now fairly familiar Surawong to Rama IV way back to Crowne Plaza, the two boys attempted to make conversation with me. They asked what I wanted out of them and what kind of sex I needed from them. “Everything,” I told them matter-of-factly. They both laughed. “You want me fuck you or you fuck me?” the Lao boy asked. “Both,” I said, with a grin in my face. “How about me?” the Khmer boy then asked. “Both again, and you two do both each other.” They looked at each other nervously. I just laughed. This might get weird.

About the boys, they seem to be opposites of each other, which is why I picked them. The Khmer guy had a pretty face, darker skin, and a lean and tall lithe body. He moved gracefully as we walk through the street. Lao Boy, on the other hand, was more compact and muscular. Looked older and boy next door, but very sweet and soft spoken. They will definitely be better altenatives to MoonBoy earlier.

We get to the room. The Lao guy immediately disrobes and mentions to everyone that he will go to the bathroom first. I hear the faucet turn on and then the toilet flush, and then the shower. I am assuming he is busy cleaning down there to be prepared to get fucked by two guys. Meanwhile, the Khmer was affectionate, kissing me, caressing me, and carefully taking off all his clothes till there was no more. My kind of guy. When Lao Guy was done, Khmer Guy immediately leaves as it was his turn to turn on the faucet, flush the toilet, and then shower. And it was Lao guy’s turn to be affectionate. The benefits of having more than one guy to have offed.

When Khmer guy was done, he asked if I wanted him to be in the shower with me. I said yes. Lao Guy was not to be outdone. He too wanted to be in on it. Which meant a very crowded shower. It was fine. The guys scrubbed me down really well. Drying each other, I grab a fistful of condoms and went to town with the two.
The two were pretty well versed on what “do everything” meant. But there was one problem, they did a everything with me, but not with each other. They didn’t even touch each other, opting to work on me and not each other. Which was fine I guess but sometimes it is hot to see two cute guys go at it. I ate both asses. Hairless, divine, Lao guy even had a sort of gel that made his ass sweet and yummy. I fucked Khmer guy first, and when I did, Lao Guy just sat there, not knowing what exactly to do. He angles himself awkwardly to kiss me while I was fucking Khmer guy.

Lao Guy then takes a condom to replace the one I had, but I told him to wear it himself and to fuck me. He sets me on all fours and proceeds to doggy style me. Very hot. But it was Khmer Guy’s turn to not know what to do. He inserted himself between my arms and started giving his hard cock to my mouth. Spit roasting. Very very hot. It was Khmer’s turn to fuck me. He laid me down and fucked me on my side. Lao Guy proceeded to suck my cock while I was getting fucked. I tell him to put on a condom on me. Pretty soon Khmer pulled out and I was fucking Lao Guy. 

As a finale I asked them to fuck each other. They both turned red with embarassment. You got this far with me, why the sudden rash of shyness. They looked at each other and they started giggling.  I started giggling too. We took a break and busted out the beers from the mini bar. As we were in the bed, all three of us, we made some small talk, about gogo life, about Bangkok, about customers. 

I then gave them a choice. They can choose which one is top and which one is bottom. After another round of coaxing, they do rock paper scissors. The Khmer Guy wins and opts to top. So they position themselves doggy style. Tentative at first, they get a rhythm going. I feed Lao Guy my cock and he sucks pretty well. I cum in his face. Khmer Guy cums on Lao Guys back. And then Lao Guy climbs on me, puts my hand in his ass, and while I finger him, he cums in my mouth.

After another round of crowded shower. They were on their way. I give them 2000 baht each. They seem to be appreciative.

It was 5 AM. There was more Bangkok to do. This is only Day 1.

[jason1975]

Best report ever! Bravo! And thank you for sharing!