My First Time in Bangkok - November 2023 Trip Report

[vinapu]

On 12/12/2023 at 12:38 AM, Marc in Calif said:

 

But it's still the sex industry, and it is correctly viewed as ugly. The fact that it exists because of supply and demand doesn't make it a noble enterprise. 

Why ? My late father used to say that prostitution is a job like any  other and at least is not dusty job

[Marc in Calif]

16 minutes ago, vinapu said:

Why ? My late father used to say that prostitution is a job like any  other and at least is not dusty job

Your father was correct: It's not dusty at all.

But I'm sure that it's as old as the dust/earth that some people's god used to create Adam. ☺️

[floridarob]

30 minutes ago, vinapu said:

stock up on change and pay exactly what is due.

Those extra pockets come in handy....

[vinapu]

4 minutes ago, floridarob said:

Those extra pockets come in handy....

distribution of money doesn't equal multiplying it

[Keithambrose]

19 hours ago, bangdom said:

Never heard of DoxyPep, had to google that it indeed can prevent bacterial STI infections.  Currently not on NHS in UK.  Thanks for the education.

Easily bought online. Also available from Dean St clinic on NHS.

[revengeboo]

Day 8

Since my first non-paid Grindr hookup went so well, albeit fleeting, I continued to try my hand at more of the faces and torsos clogging my inbox. Even at the Furama Fitness Center, which appeared untouched for years, I noticed men roaming the hallways. Some of them reached out to me on Grindr, rather than you know, talk to me, but I was eagerly trying to get in one last workout before the end of my trip.

Eventually, one local guy caught my attention. He had an average build, spoke excellent English, and possessed a charming personality, all of which intrigued me enough to invite him over. He was quite amiable, and we surprisingly ended up spending most of the day together. Our time was split between lounging in the hotel room naked and doing Side things and exploring various parts of the city. This turn of events was unexpected, but I was pleased to have the opportunity to visit some genuine tourist sites. These experiences provided me with stories to share with friends and family, who might be less interested in the more hedonistic aspects of my journey.

Lenny, the Cambodian guy I met at the pool party on Day 2, sent me a message. He had returned to town after a brief trip back to his home country over the weekend. It appears that cross-border travel is common among Cambodians, possibly for visa reasons or trade. Despite not knowing his exact reasons, I felt a surge of excitement at his return. I contemplated the possibility of hooking up and mustered up the courage to suggest hanging out. Eagerly, I let him know that it would be great to spend some time together.

Around 6PM, my Side buddy departed and I would finally make my way to R3 Sauna.  Initially when I planned this trip I intended to visit most of the talked about saunas like R3, Krubb, Heaven and Chakran, going so far as to map out as best I could using Line and Twitter what the different naked, orgy or porn star days were to maximize impact.  However, as my trip came to a close I just did not have the time nor the stamina to barnstorm that many brothels as I had imagined from my short stint in Sauna Mania that these spas were less likely a relaxing oasis with some hanky panky but full-fledged sex clubs with an ancillary steam room as decor.

The ride to R3 was long and exhausting, dealing with the traffic and chaotic driving that the inner streets of Bangkok enjoy.  However, once there, I was treated to an attractive lobby for a sex club and familiarly gruff attendant.  I forgot how much the entry fee was, perhaps 500 baht.  It was naked day, as I had figured, and I was greeted by two muscular hosts at the entrance to the locker room.   They explained it was naked day, yet they vexingly wore underwear, but I was happy to oblige, confident that this time I would no longer be the odd man out like at Sauna Mania with such a scandalous outfit. I’d be wrong, but for different reasons.   

The near pitch-black conditions throughout most of the club caught me off guard, possibly because it was 'Naked Day' or maybe this was a regular feature. I carefully made my way to the main area of the club after a few mistarts getting lost in service areas and random dark spaces. Initially, the attendance was sparse, with just a few locals and foreigners casually moving around. No one was apparently hooking up, just furious cruising.

The club was a unique, vertical space, stretching tall and narrow, with several floors interconnected by a labyrinth of stairwells and doors. Navigating through its dimly lit and winding corridors, I got lost in the maze-like layout more than once. At one point, the surprise of an unexpected grope from a stranger made me jump, a testament to my disorientation in the darkened environment. The club comprised four primary levels: two floors were dedicated to maze-like darkrooms. The third floor housed the sauna amenities, though the steam room felt desolate, and the dry sauna was notably cramped. In contrast, the fourth level offered a more open space, brightened occasionally by shafts of sunlight piercing through.

Ultimately, I settled on the top floor. It wasn't long before a unique individual approached me – a Thai local in his twenties, distinctively covered in thick black hair, a stark contrast to the smoother appearances I'd encountered thus far. Our interaction was fun as he was a adept bottom, and it led to a memorable time in a private room. He skillfully navigated us through the club's shadowy stairwells and corridors, his familiarity with the place almost as if he knew it by scent, briefly losing me in his swift movements.

By 8PM, an announcement revealed the start of the porn party, an event I hadn't anticipated. Intrigued, I eagerly headed towards a newly accessible area resembling a dungeon. The two muscular hosts who had initially greeted me at the locker room were now overseeing a table that marked the entrance to this new sauna section. This area could be accessed via a different, almost pitch-black stairwell on the third floor.

They handed me a random ration of condoms and lube and took the small washcloth I was carrying to dry myself from a shower.  Absolutely no fabric was to enter this level.  When I reached the bottom of the stairwell I was in full Mr. Magoo mode, reaching my hands out for fear of slamming into a wall and dipping my toes into the unseen floor to ensure there was no cliff and impending demise.  It was extremely dark.  But in time, I was able to navigate myself to the rooms where now nearly 50 people were already involved in an orgy-like scene with porn stars wearing glowsticks on their wrists and a promoter flashing a light beam every so often; the rare moments I could visually soak in the young smooth bodies that were pressed up against one another.  Lines queued nearby these pornstars on fuck tables for eager participants to take turns running a train on the local celebrity - or to be railed depending on the professional slut. There were six in total spread out across this floor.  Everyone there seemed very young and very in shape.  I had a few reciprocal gropes and fondling, but for the most part, the crowd was fixated on the stars.

From my research, I understood that saunas located away from Silom Road often cater more to local preferences, a theory that seemed to hold true given my different experiences here compared to Sauna Mania. Despite the contrasting receptions, I found the environment still worthwhile. As a Side, navigating through the close quarters of this sauna, allowing myself to molest the tight, rubbery muscles in this claustrophobic environment, was fun.

By 10 PM, I returned to my hotel without hearing from Lenny, so I decided to visit Moonlight. I couldn't recall the specific reason for choosing this destination and didn't have high expectations. Ultimately, the experience there turned out to be mostly unremarkable.

I arrived during the show in progress and was ushered to a seat with a large pole right in the middle of my sight line and the stage.  This position caused me to lean awkwardly to enjoy the magnificently attractive and talented dancer strut and spin along to their dance numbers.  However, unlike Jupiter 2018, these impressive Adonises did not wear numbers.  The entire show was to extract tips of 1000 baht from the audience as their reward.  A ladyboy host was quick to take a seat next to me, encouraging me to tip as it was “only $30.”   Absolutely not.  

The show concluded with a lineup of boys, each with a number. They were noticeably more attractive than those I recalled from Dreamboy, yet they stood motionless, almost like statues. Reeling from sexual tension from R3, I impulsively decided to off a model, alerting the ladyboy, who continued whispering in my ear about the different boys eschewing the customary drink. I chose a shirtless young man who boasted a well-defined eight-pack and a captivating smile. He introduced himself, now without the benefit of the stage and dramatic lighting, revealing a noticeably smaller frame.  Honestly, I remember little about him, apart from the host mentioning that he was gay and 'up for anything.'

After a short tuk-tuk ride back to the Furama, he revealed that his headdress was not just a fashion statement but also a cover for a recent hair transplant, and hence, showering was not an option for him. The evening progressed to muscle worship, blow jobs and handjobs, but it turned out to be entirely forgettable. There was a lack of the chemistry I had hoped for. This experience underscored the potential downside of skipping the initial 'getting-to-know-you' drink. 

His nervous demeanor was palpable, possibly due to discomfort from his recent hair procedure, which he briefly showed me, and ouch.  I believe the entire hit to my pocket was again about 3000 baht.  Off to bed for the last slumber in Thailand.

 

[revengeboo]

Day 9

The only day I had set aside for typical tourist activities was this penultimate day in Bangkok, just before my early flight the next morning. I initially planned a guided tour of the Grand Palace and the Reclining Buddha, but after an underwhelming experience on my first day, I chose instead to briskly explore these cultural sites on my own. My main focus remained on sex.

Before leaving my hotel, I had a quick rendezvous with my third Grindr match. He was a young local, bursting into my room with a coffee in hand and not quite matching his profile pictures. His energetic personality made for some fun, but since he wasn't quite what I had expected physically, the encounter didn't live up to either of our expectations. He attempted to set me up with a colleague of his, showing me a photo of an attractive young man on his phone, but later joked that his friend was 'afraid of my size'. It was an outside chance worth the attempt and emblematic of how Grindr is not a perfect replacement to reality.

Dressed in black slacks and a polo shirt — the most attire I'd worn throughout my trip — I embarked on a journey to explore the city's cultural landmarks. The Grand Palace was a dazzling spectacle, a fusion of shimmering gold, throngs of tourists, endless selfies, and majestic Buddha statues. The heat and the vibrant chaos only added to the experience. Later, I ventured to the Chatuchak Weekend Market, where my prudent budgeting came in handy. I indulged in a spree of retail therapy, spending my last bits of cash on an assortment of bags and gifts, a delightful and unexpected highlight of the trip.

After a flurry of sightseeing, I decided to revisit Prime Massage for a final, luxurious two-hour session. Back home, I usually opt for the 90-minute massages, but during my time in Bangkok, I had typically chosen shorter 60-minute sessions. This caution stemmed from uncertainty about the quality of the experience, as evidenced by a less satisfactory massage at Ssense or the dumpster fire at Sabaidee. However, by this point in my trip, I had grown confident in the exceptional service at Prime. Indeed, the experience surpassed my expectations, providing a thorough stretch and series of adjustments beyond what I had ever experienced.

Finally back at my hotel as evening set in, I prepared for one last grand night out. With my flight scheduled for 8AM the next morning, I decided to forego sleep and make the most of the remaining hours. I reached out to Lenny to see if he could join me, and to my delight, he was available. We agreed to meet at Balcony Bar around 9PM. At that time, I was still engrossed in the Patpong Night Market, now captivated by the allure of Bangkok's street market retail scene. Lenny caught a glimpse of my excitement through a video call, with the bustling market and its cacophony of vendors as my backdrop. He playfully asked me to buy him some underwear, just as I noticed a group of boys horsing around behind him in what looked like a hostel dormitory. Eager to leave a lasting impression, I consented and ended up purchasing several pairs of underwear for him.

As 9PM neared, I joined Lenny at Balcony Bar, where we settled in to watch the scene of Silom 4 Alley,'Gay Street.' The evening unfolded in a way that mirrored my first day in Bangkok, but this time with a new depth. It was the first real opportunity I had to converse with Lenny, and we instantly connected. Our previous interactions had been brief and scattered, often interrupted by his circle of friends or the presence of earlier suitors. Now, alone together, I could fully appreciate his charm, wit, and striking looks.

Lenny expressed a fondness for Balcony Bar, considering it more welcoming than Circus Bar across the street. This sentiment seemed accurate, especially when an Australian man in his sixties, looking remarkably youthful thanks to 'scientific miracles,' joined us. Eventually, Lenny would get a “comp” drink from a friend who I had seen in the background during my video call with Lenny. This friend, a diminutive yet impressively fit Cambodian man, boasted about his adventures from the previous night, “I had five men”, and seemed eager for more. After a brief and dramatic appearance, he disappeared into the crowd, likely off to bag more men for his collection.

As the evening wore on, my conversation with Lenny evolved into something more flirtatious. He playfully lifted his shirt, revealing his toned abs, and his surprise was evident when he felt my reaction grabbing at my crotch and feeling something hard. His curiosity piqued, he ventured further, encouraged by my response, to kiss me passionately. The night's energy grew with each passing moment. Sexual tension pulsating, I decided to make our way to DJ Station.  As I headed towards the street, I noticed a large cockroach casually making its way through the front entrance, seemingly unnoticed or disregarded by the bustling, capacity crowd inside and out the bar. This, I've come to realize, is classic Bangkok.

At DJ Station, we agreed to share a jug of liquor rather than unleash that amount of alcohol solely on my liver and we danced, grinded and made out for a few magical hours.  Lenny thankfully shedding his baggy t-shirt to expose he was wearing a pair of underwear I had bought him by sagging his pants.  Unfortunately, not the thong I had snuck in with a few more conservative boxer briefs.  Eventually, we made our way to the restroom where a jacked Adonis, 6 feet, shirtless and with rippling muscles, had his hard dick out which a farang was greedily stroking.  Lenny went inside the toilet while I remained near the entrance to witness this curious scene and eventually Adonis, confident and tipsy turned to a group of Asians to show off his specimen.  As Lenny was exiting the restroom the two exchanged words, with this Adonis grabbing Lenny by the shoulders and the two seemingly having a pleasant moment.

When I questioned Lenny about the flirty incident, his demeanor shifted, becoming emotional. We moved to a quieter area to sit, and he started to cry. This took me by surprise. He explained that the man had quoted him a fee for a night of company, revealing that the hard and stumbling Adonis was a 'Money Boy.' Lenny, however, insisted that his own intentions were different; he was striving to secure an apartment in Bangkok to find a job, particularly at Balcony Bar, hoping to make his family proud. Amidst this intense conversation and tears, which had sprung from what seemed like a minor interaction, Lenny disclosed a critical detail: he was just 2000 baht short of affording his apartment to allow his dream of getting an apartment nearby to become a reality.

Okay.

Perhaps some of you had already suspected who Lenny really was, and hints like his request for 'underwear' might have given it away. However, it was his dramatic reaction to encountering a vocal and domineering Money Boy, and then his story about a financial 'shortfall,' that made it unmistakably clear: Lenny himself was a Money Boy!  Was this his negotiation to set the rate for the evening?  It hadn't really dawned on me until that moment that I was part of a traditional ST/LT transaction.

Nevertheless, as you have imagined from my various escapades, the fact that Lenny was a hooker was not a deal breaker, or even upsetting, possibly it was the opposite.  While I didn’t really engage with him on “rates” I empathized with his struggle and consoled him - it was not long before we eventually returned to the dancefloor to continue the night like nothing had happened.   

We didn’t make it to G Bangkok - as 2AM arrived, now feeling emboldened that I was on the clock, we made our way to the Furama for an incredible evening and early morning of sex.  I didn’t get a moment of sleep.   At 5AM , I emptied my pockets of 7000 baht, which I had saved for a blowout evening, which I anticipated would be enough for a Tawan/Jupiter/GOD blitz but now went to Lenny.

He assisted with packing, helped to valet my now doubled in sized luggage from the Chatuchak Market purchases, and stayed by my side as I waited for my taxi. He expressed his love and affection throughout. When the taxi arrived, we shared a last embrace and kiss under the sunrise, its poetic hues painting the sky and signaling the end of an epic journey. As I departed for the airport, I was a wreck of emotions: heartbroken, exhausted, exhilarated, and shaken.

 

The Ultimate Tier List

One certainty about Bangkok is its diverse and dense landscape of sex catering to various tastes within the Asian persuasion, and a few sprinkles of hookers and sluts from across the globe. As someone who is versatile-side, relatively fit, and enjoys reciprocal muscle worship, I've clearly ranked my experiences, which will guide any future visits to Bangkok but may not suit everyone. Unfortunately, given the challenges and expense of trans-Pacific travel, I wasn't sure upon arrival if this would be my first or only trip to the city. However, I now suspect it will likely be the first of more to come.

 

S Tier 

Arena Massage - most reliable erotic massage.

Jupiter 2018 - hottest fucking Asians I’ve ever seen.

Prime Massage - World class Thai massage.

Silom Ibis Styles Pool Party - A random party with exceptional results.

 

A Tier

Tawan - Thrilling and intimate.

Grindr - A stalwart with many hits yet many misses.

Sauna Mania - Overloaded with sex.

DJ Station - Overloaded with drunks.

G Bangkok - Overloaded with sex and drunks.

 

B Tier

Jey Spa - Hot boys but inconvenient and expensive.

R3 - Dark, dirty and sexy.

Pattaya! - I have much more to explore here.

 

C Tier

Moonlight - Hot dancers and boys, but forgettable, sterile.

Dreamboy - Same.

Ssense - Cannot compete.

Balcony Bar / Circus - not my thing.

D Tier

Sabaidee - Call the police.

 

[revengeboo]

Epilogue: I continue to get a stream of texts from the boys of Pattaya.  Eventually, I sent $100 US via Western Union to the robotically efficient Cambodian twink for dentistry work.  Lenny would like me to visit his country and meet his family.

I've now had the full MB experience. 

[spoon]

1 hour ago, revengeboo said:

I chose a shirtless young man who boasted a well-defined eight-pack and a captivating smile. He introduced himself, now without the benefit of the stage and dramatic lighting, revealing a noticeably smaller frame.  Honestly, I remember little about him, apart from the host mentioning that he was gay and 'up for anything.'

Funny how a seemingly gay muscular adonis seems to be a let down when it comes to actual performance. Im trying to recall if i know this guy, defined eight pack, and gay. 

[revengeboo]

I regret not choosing the more traditional 'gay boy' option that the host suggested. It seems the discussions about how these muscular performers often lack effort in their performance are accurate.

[spoon]

5 minutes ago, revengeboo said:

I regret not choosing the more traditional 'gay boy' option that the host suggested. It seems the discussions about how these muscular performers often lack effort in their performance are accurate.

I have taken 3 muscular guys from moonlight, none of them are gay, and all 3 performs well. My type are manly muscular guys, which usually means str8 guy, so i had low rates of hiring muscular gays.

[revengeboo]

Dang, I didn't see any "manly muscular" men at Moonlight so they must have been on vacation or break.

[revengeboo]

A big thanks to Gay Guides and all the posters here who helped me plan this trip and all the posters that shared their trip reports and experiences.  I would not have had such an extraordinary, action-packed trip without it! 😘

[PeterRS]

4 hours ago, revengeboo said:

Lenny disclosed a critical detail: he was just 2000 baht short of affording his apartment to allow his dream of getting an apartment nearby to become a reality.

Okay.

Perhaps some of you had already suspected who Lenny really was, and hints like his request for 'underwear' might have given it away. However, it was his dramatic reaction to encountering a vocal and domineering Money Boy, and then his story about a financial 'shortfall,' that made it unmistakably clear: Lenny himself was a Money Boy!

A superb multi-post report. As you have discovered, Thailand never ceases to surprise! My partner who basically put himself through school and university while working at various jobs, including a factory, had never been to any gay bar or other gay venue when we met. Through his relatively recent best friend, a gay Thai of his own age also at university, he had learned about the apps. His friend knew of places like Soi 4 and DJ station and one evening persuaded my partner to have drinks at Balcony Bar so he could see at least a bit of nightlife.

Both guys are attractive. While they were having a drink at the bar, an elderly farang came up to them and said "hello!" He then added, "How much to have the two of you for the night?" They were actually appalled and hastened to leave the bar. My partner's friend is desperate to meet a mid-40-ish German and hopes to end up married in Europe. He meets quite a number of guys on the apps but all seem to want just sex (surprise!). But he had rarely gone to gay venues and never wants to return!

[reader]

4 hours ago, PeterRS said:

But he had rarely gone to gay venues and never wants to return!

Sounds like a good decision for all involved.

[a-447]

8 hours ago, revengeboo said:

 Lenny would like me to........meet his family.

In which case, you'll need to take a lot more than $100 I'd imagine!

[PeterRS]

5 hours ago, reader said:

Sounds like a good decision for all involved.

When I heard about it, I was probably more appalled than they were at the elderly farang's behaviour. To assume that two guys in a bar for a drink and to people watch were money boys, to say so to their faces and then suggest he'd pay for their company for the night is disgraceful. I told the guys they should just have thrown their drinks over him!

[reader]

39 minutes ago, PeterRS said:

I told the guys they should just have thrown their drinks over him!

I agree but I'd hope they might want to hold off until they head the offer.

[PeterRS]

2 hours ago, reader said:

I agree but I'd hope they might want to hold off until they head the offer.

Even if a joke, I don't think that's funny!

[reader]

Of course it was a joke, Peter; lighten up. Hope this doesn't come as a shock but older men proposition young men on Soi 4 many times a night. That's why not all but many young men go there in the first place.

You told us yourself that you avoid the bars in Bangkok but when you travel elsewhere in Asia that you're on the prowl for young men. So I wouldn't be too quick to put down what other men in your age group are doing in Bangkok's best known gay street just as no one in Taipei will put down you.

The first bar I went to on my first bkk trip was Balcony. A young man seated on the opposite side of the bar smiled at me and and I returned it. Thirty seconds later he took the seat beside me and placed his check bin next to mine. He was my first date. Half and hour later he slipped into bed beside me at Tarntawan Place. The game really hasn't changed a lot since.

 

[khaolakguy]

I think it's the assumption that any Thai man in Soi Four is for sale that is offensive. Sadly that belief also discourages gay thai men who are not for sale from visiting and it becomes a self perpetuating myth.

[PeterRS]

8 hours ago, reader said:

You told us yourself that you avoid the bars in Bangkok but when you travel elsewhere in Asia that you're on the prowl for young men. So I wouldn't be too quick to put down what other men in your age group are doing in Bangkok's best known gay street just as no one in Taipei will put down you.

Now you just add insult to injury. I AM NOT "on the prowl for young men" whereever I travel. NEVER! For years I have rarely visited a gay bar anywhere outside Thailand. on my own. I visit when friends take me. Yes, I have been to saunas occasionally. For your information gay saunas are where virtually all customers go to find other guys. For your further information, men and guys in Taiwan would never even dream of going up to others in the Red House bars and cafes (the gay equivalent of Soi 4) with any similar proposition. NEVER!

When I meet guys on the apps overseas, they initiate the conversations. I can think of perhaps three occasions at most in the last five years when I have been the one to start it up. So never assume that other posters do overseas what you and others might do here in Bangkok.

I would certainly never ASSUME that anyone is in a gay bar like Balcony simply for the purpose of solicitating others into paid sex. In any case, as you know perfectly well, paid sex has not been my thing for many years. I certainy would never dream of approaching any guy in a bar like Balcony. In case you are not aware, it is not a host club! It is a public bar in a public street both of which happen to cater primarily to customers who are gay. That one farang customer should have the gall to ruin the evening of two bright, intelligent young Thai guys is shocking! As @khaolakguy so rightly points out, this is no doubt one of the reasons many Thais no longer visit farang gay places like Soi 4.

8 hours ago, reader said:

The first bar I went to on my first bkk trip was Balcony. A young man seated on the opposite side of the bar smiled at me and and I returned it. Thirty seconds later he took the seat beside me and placed his check bin next to mine. He was my first date. Half and hour later he slipped into bed beside me at Tarntawan Place. The game really hasn't changed a lot since.

That is absolutely nothing like what happened to my partner and his friend. You simply have used an example of what actually happened to your twisted narrative. Is it not true that that guy basically took the initiative and proposed to you and you took him up and back to your hotel? Did my partner and his friend do something similar? Nothing like it! They were doing nothing but having a drink. They did not approach anyone. If you are going to quote comparisons, quote like with like - not like with unlike!

[floridarob]

23 hours ago, PeterRS said:

Through his relatively recent best friend, a gay Thai of his own age also at university, he had learned about the apps. His friend knew of places like Soi 4 and DJ station and one evening persuaded my partner to have drinks at Balcony Bar so he could see at least a bit of nightlife.

Both guys are attractive. While they were having a drink at the bar, an elderly farang came up to them and said "hello!" He then added, "How much to have the two of you for the night?" They were actually appalled and hastened to leave the bar. My partner's friend is desperate to meet a mid-40-ish German and hopes to end up married in Europe. He meets quite a number of guys on the apps but all seem to want just sex (surprise!). But he had rarely gone to gay venues and never wants to return!

I'll just put this 🙄.... deconstruct everything in those paragraphs, how old is your partner??

 

 

2 hours ago, PeterRS said:

. I can think of perhaps three occasions at most in the last five years when I have been the one to start it up

But what about the 60 years before that??
Don't play the part of an angel 🙄 (yeah, that emoji again)

 

 

10 hours ago, reader said:

Hope this doesn't come as a shock but older men proposition young men on Soi 4 many times a night.

Yeah, and if Peter wasn't there, he's getting his panties in a twist from heresay , people are drinking/drunk at bars and say stupid or jokingly say things that are taken out of context, whatever.....  bf's have been known to exaggerate 
 

[Marc in Calif]

11 hours ago, reader said:

Of course it was a joke, Peter

Online jokes are typically accompanied by emoji. Or maybe an exclamation point. 

Your "joke" was a regular old sentence ending with a period... full stop. Although it might have been a "joke" in your mind, that's now how it landed. 

[PeterRS]

3 hours ago, floridarob said:

how old is your partner??

That has absolutely nothing to do with issue, the more so when in this forum there has also recently been a discussion about older men walking around with guys very much younger. You can take it that the two are in their mid-20s and are exactly the same age to within about 4 months. 

3 hours ago, floridarob said:

But what about the 60 years before that??
Don't play the part of an angel 🙄 (yeah, that emoji again)

60 years before that I was at junior school! So your question is immaterial! As for my time from university onwards, I have never written anything other than I have enjoyed the life of a gay man to the full. I was never an angel! And having discovered Bangkok and much of the rest of Asia from 1979, I have written qute a few times that I was always a regular in go-go bars, saunas and latterly at host bars in quite a number of Asia's cities. I have never once tried to disguise that. Indeed this forum has many posts I have made not only giving guides about gay venues annd events (my several reports with extensive photographs about the annual Taipei Gay Pride Parades, for example) but also extolling the virtues of certain gay establishments, posts that others have found useful! So, again I ask, what is the point of that question?

But when @reader writes -

13 hours ago, reader said:

when you travel elsewhere in Asia that you're on the prowl for young men. So I wouldn't be too quick to put down what other men in your age group are doing in Bangkok's best known gay street just as no one in Taipei will put down you.

- he is not only making more than one incorrect and demeaning assumption, he knows perfectly well from my previous posts - and he has previously questioned with incorrect asumptions on my decision not to visit gay establishments here - that since I settled down in Thailand with my present partner I have never stepped into a gay establishment in Thailand other than once when with a dear friend from the UK who, following an excellent dinner, wished to see Telephone bar. That is just over 5 years. Given that virtually everyone anywhere close to my age on this forum who visits Thailand heads for the gay venues almost as soon as the plane lands, I suppose those elderly farang find it strange that someone who has lived here for so many years can elect not to do likewise for quite a few years.

That I don't fit the presumed sex-starved stereotype here, then I am certainly not going to apologise for it. Insult me if you wish and if you are wrong, I will give as good as I get. But as no one here knows a thing about him other than what I have written, my partner is totally off limits, the more so when others start to assume he will act as they would react in a situation like that which occurred in Balcony.

3 hours ago, floridarob said:

Yeah, and if Peter wasn't there, he's getting his panties in a twist from heresay , people are drinking/drunk at bars and say stupid or jokingly say things that are taken out of context, whatever.....  bf's have been known to exaggerate 

What a totally idiotic statement! You're like @reader in writing words I never stated! When did I ever write that my partner and his close friend were "drunk" or even "exaggerated" what they told me? I didn't! They weren't! And they didn't! They were having their first drink. End of that piece of rubbish. Don't assume @floridarob!

And why would you even consider that two young Thai men who are inteligent university graduates making their first ever visit to any bar in any gay street would exaggerate something as disgusting as an elderly farang propositioning them? As I wrote very recently in the thread "Offing a guy from a bar (but not for sex)", many Thais have a natural in-bred modesty. What right does any bar patron have to assume anything about another bar patron - unless it is a specified host bar or go-go bar? No right whatsoever!

When they returned to my apartment soon after, they said they felt like pieces of meat! And before you make any other wrong assumptions, my partner's friend sleeps on the sofa bed in the living room when he is here!

Lastly I apologise to @revengeboo that the assumptions and comments from @reader and @floridarob have meant I have had to disrupt his thread of truly excellent posts.