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Part 1 Hello gentlemen. I just returned from a weeklong trip to Bangkok. It was my first “leisure” trip there, after going to Thailand for work… I decided to finally go for fun on my own. I actually spent a lot of time researching what I wanted to do, and how to go about it. Thank you to the members of this forum especially @GoldMember, @jimmie50, @jamiebee, @RavenFlock and all of the rest of you. All of the advice and suggestions were perfect. This is my first trip report on this forum, so I am going to try to do my best to share the type of information that I think may be helpful for others, just like so many of the trip reports that I read before my trip. I hope you are good with the report. I am a bit of a fancy luxury lover… so I splurged on this trip. Coming from the US West Coast, I booked a trip on Qatar Airways business class in January for my trip in March of 2026. Well we all know how that went. (Thanks a lot 47!) On February 28 (the first day of the war), I contacted my travel agent Amex Travel, and they told me “yeah, no—we don’t yet have any waivers for refunds without a fee for March 22, so sorry”. So, I fired up ChatGPT with my dilemma, and sure enough, ChatGPT monitored the waivers for me… and notified me when I could cancel my Qatar Airways flights for a full refund. In the meantime, I proactively purchased a roundtrip business class ticket on Cathay Pacific through Hong Kong (it was about the same price as the Qatar flights). In the end… I am happy I flew on Cathay. It was extremely pleasant. Hong Kong Airport is a dream to connect—the lounges there are lovely. Arrival in Bangkok was a breeze. Why? Because, I heard all about long immigration lines at BKK—I booked a guided transit host for US$60. This was fantastic. Someone met me at the gate with my name, put me on a golf cart, drove me through the miles of BKK airport, and then passed me off to a guide who walked me through immigration (there was no line—I was the only one there at the fast track VIP immigration booth). Then the guide waited with me at baggage claim and picked up my bags and walked me over to the Grab pickup zone. The whole process from the plane to the curb took less than 25 minutes!! Not kidding, and well worth the $60.00. I arrived at about 11:00AM on a Tuesday. Got in the Grab, and in 45 minutes I was at my hotel, the fancy Park Hyatt Bangkok in Central Embassy, Lumpini. I got upgraded to a fantastic 2 room suite, and it was super fancy. Even though I arrived earlier than checkin time, they prepared my room and had me wait about 30 minutes in the lounge with a nice welcome drink and my room was ready. I have an Indonesian sugar baby “SB” (a fantastic muscle 35 year old, muscle boy, whom I see a few times a year), who I invited to join me from Jakarta later that week. But the first two days I was on my own. From all of my research, and from suggestions from you folks especially @GoldMember (who seems to like my taste in male muscle!), I booked the following directly from his suggestions: 1. S’Sense Massage: Singha 2. History of Massage: Sunji 3. The Residences Saladeang: Kigi 4. Klover: Trol 5. TCS Charoenkrung: Ruj The first night, I visited S’sense. I took a Grab the short 15 minutes from my hotel, and was in Sathon. I had booked Singha about 3 weeks in advance because he was so in-demand. And, Goldmember recommended advance booking. It was easy to book on Line… and no deposit was required. I confirmed the day before. When I arrived, the shop had a lot of people in the lobby. About a dozen therapists in the Sense uniform, along with a few customers waiting for their session. Most of the customers were Chinese tourists (in their 30s and 40s). I was asked to be seated on the couch and a cute young therapist sat down with me to help me select the massage oil scent I wanted, and to fill out the short massage form. I paid the massage fee of 1450 THB for a two hour hot oil massage in cash. My shoes were removed and slippers provided. I was then escorted to a second story room to wait on a recliner chair in a calm waiting area with another customer, until Singha, my therapist arrived to greet me. Singha then escorted me up a few flights of stairs to our private massage room. The room had a small shower stall, but no toilet. The room was basic but generally clean. Singha then discussed with me how the massage would work, what pressure would I like, etc. I took a shower, and then laid on the table naked. No sheet or cover was provided. There was a face hole and pillow. Singha is one of the most popular therapists for a reason. First of all, he is fantastically beautiful. He is just my type: super muscular physique (bodybuilder quality), pretty smooth, only one tattoo, a fantastic smile, and speaks excellent English/is very chatty. He is also an excellent massage therapist for the actual massage. His touch is pretty damn strong, and he really worked me out massage-wise. Very early in the massage, Singha asked me if I wanted the whole Body to Body experience. He quoted me the rate of 900 THB, and I happily agreed. Singha got naked about 30-40 minutes into my 2 hour massage, and gave me the B2B experience… which was amazing. He got up on top of the table and used his whole body on top of mine to massage and rub me every which way. He was completely hard, and he used his cock to fuck my crack, my legs, etc. He flipped me over and gave me oral. At my request, he also let me worship his muscled physique—he was a master at flexing. He erotically, used his flexed biceps to massage my hard cock, and also sat on top of me flexing while fucking my oiled thighs. I was not interested in full anal, and it was not brought up… but if I would have brought it up, I know Singha would have been open to negotiating a higher tip. We both came at almost the same time and Singha cleaned me up. He then continued the massage for another 30-40 minutes, including a great head and shoulders massage. I then took a shower, while Singha excused himself to take a shower as well. I thanked him and provided him with a 1000 THB tip which he was happy about. He asked for my Line to stay in touch, and I shared it with him. After the massage, he hugged and kissed me, and then he walked me to the lobby where he served me tea and provided me with a cookie. While I was enjoying my tea, several Spanish speaking women were escorted from the massage areas to the lobby to receive their tea and cookies… so it seems that this place is popular with not only men, but women too. I was asked by Singha if I would use my phone to grab a QR code and provide a Google review, which I was happy to do, since I was deeply appreciative of this first visit to a BKK gay massage place and Singha. I would definitely rate this one a 10/10. I headed back to the fancy Central Embassy mall where my hotel is located, and enjoyed an Thai dinner at the mall’s food court, which was delicious. Ill post more about the rest of my visit in other posts.

Hey guys, I’m back to writing trip reports—at least this one time. For those unfamiliar, my writing style is different, so if the majority isn’t receptive, I’d be more than happy to delete this post. I just wanted to write this trip report about my first time visiting Thermas Sauna in Barcelona. For those who know me, even just here, it might be a surprise that I haven’t been to Thermas before this trip. I’m frankly surprised myself, as I’ve been to Barcelona six times before for “normal” gay activities, as well as to get on a cruise ship two of those times. Those other trips were (sadly?) rent-boy free and were either with my boyfriend at the time or with friends, and I just used Grindr with some success. I finally decided to make a Thermas run because I had a weeklong work trip to a city in Europe that wasn’t exactly a hotbed of gay/rent-boy activity. I figured that going to Thermas before would help me get this horny energy out of my system. Even if it’s only for two nights, it’ll give me a chance to deal with some jet lag and rest before the work trip, at the very least. Night 1: Am I in Brazil? Well, my first night was off to an ominous start, with my flight delayed by 5 hours, meaning my 2 PM arrival became 7:20 PM. I’d heard the best time to visit Thermas is between 4 PM and 8 PM, when most of the boys are there. With my delay, I’d likely arrive after those prime rent-boy hours. Still, hope springs eternal, and the chance to discover something new—after probably more than 50 trips to Brazil—had me excited. I’ve always had luck in Barcelona, whether it’s on Grindr or with a boyfriend, so a sauna visit should be a positive experience too. And since this is a Friday night, I am hoping that the weekend will bring in the numbers. After almost a 20-minute wait in line at immigration, where I spent a total of 15 seconds with an officer (no words exchanged), I finally reached baggage claim. Another potential wait: the baggage claim in Barcelona airport show an estimated time for when bags will arrive, and mine said it would be another 30 minutes. At this point, it was 8:40 PM, so I sat down on one of the benches and opened Grindr, since there wasn’t much else to do. Opening Grindr at an airport is always a futile endeavor. You usually get guys transiting through, so there’s no real chance of a meaningful connection. Sure, I’ve talked to guys before who were interested in meeting at their or my gate, but after 15+ hours of travel, I prefer to wait and get a shower at my hotel before heading to the sauna. I started chatting with a couple of guys who seemed interesting and responded to a few pings. Then I received a message from a photo-less guy with promising stats. His status said “for right now,” so I figured, why not answer? Oh no, I’ve been spotted. And just as I finished reading that, the bags started arriving on the belt. And as luck would have it, my bags were among the first to come out. Should I respond? Should I get my bags? He clearly knows where I am. I quickly grabbed my bags and checked the time: it was 9:05 PM. A quick calculation meant I’d be in my hotel room by 9:30 PM, take a quick shower, and could still be at the sauna before 10 PM. Maybe there would still be some guys there? Or should I wait for this guy who’s semi-stalking me? What would you have done? The uncertainty of not knowing if this guy was my type, combined with how gross I probably looked after hours of transcontinental travel from the USA to Europe, made the idea of meeting this guy less appealing. But maybe it would still be a dud and the sauna would be empty at this hour. I took my chances. I bee-lined to the “Nada que declarar” door and was through quickly. I hit up an ING Bank ATM by the arrivals gate and got 300 euros for the sauna. Just to be polite, I replied to my Grindr stalker, letting him know I had already exited baggage claim. After that no more messages from Señor Stalker. The Uber ride to my hotel was 40 bucks, and within 5 minutes, I was on my way. As expected, Grindr pings kept coming through on the way to the hotel. This was the Barcelona I knew. It should be a good trip. For the hotel, I chose the safe bet: Axel Two Barcelona, an advertised gay hotel. I’d stayed there once before with a boyfriend, and the hotel was a 6-minute walk to the sauna. It was a bit more expensive than closer hotels, but I figured, at least for this trip, tried and true would work. I checked in with two friendly receptionists, both gay, who were efficient and had me up to my room in under 5 minutes. I checked Grindr again and saw the same two reception guys now in my feed. Of course they were there. I wondered if I could message them on Grindr if I had a problem with my room or needed room service. A quick but thorough shower got me out the door just before 10 PM. I pulled up Google Maps to plot my route to the sauna, then set off for the brief 6 minute walk. Early spring in Barcelona made it a very comfortable walk in just a light jacket. I must admit, I was excited, but also a little nervous. This would be the first time I was going to a boy sauna/bar outside Brazil since 2019, when I last went to Gigolo Erotic House in Bogotá. When I reached the street where the sauna was supposed to be, I didn’t see any signage at first—probably because I was so eager to get to the location I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. I stopped when I passed an ATM, reversed course, and looked more closely at the doors and signs. As I headed back, I see an open door to a room with some stacked towels on a table and two attractive-ish boys talking rapidly in Spanish. The more muscular one noticed me and shouted “la puerta,” pointing to his right. Thanks for the assist! He turned out to be the bartender at the sauna. Anyway, I found the main door to the sauna and saw the receptionist through the window. He gave me a quick once-over, buzzed me in, and motioned for me to open the door and let myself in. He quickly asked for the entrance fee (24 euros?), which I paid with a quick swipe of Apple Pay. Then he asked me something else in Spanish, and luckily, I caught the tail-end of it, which I understood as “zapatillas.” He was asking if I needed slippers, and I gave my most authoritative “Sí!” He then asked me something else, which I assumed was to ask for my size, so I told him in Spanish, guessing my European shoe size which i knew was close to the Brazilian shoe size, which I knew fairly well. I understand Spanish pretty well and speak it at an intermediate level, but as with Portuguese, it always takes me half a day of hearing and speaking it to get back into it, especially after a long stay in the mono-lingual USA. Plus, I was tired. Plus I was horny. The receptionist handed me a locker key, similar to the system in Brazil, and pointed me toward the locker room, which was directly ahead. From where I stood, I could see five people: three of them were obviously boys—2 Latino-looking, fit with abs, and one muscular white tall guy. The other two were clients, just heading into the locker room. Oh good, there were still people here at 10:20 PM on a Friday night. I found my locker and saw three clients changing into their street clothes. I hoped this wasn’t a sign that people were leaving in droves. There were two towels in the locker. I took off all my clothes, put them in the locker, and wrapped a towel around my waist. I made sure I had my 300 euros so I could pay, grabbed my cellphone out of habit, and locked the locker. I stepped out of the locker room and looked around. Where do I go? One of the boys sitting on a ledge in the center of the reception area pointed to the dark room, which, upon closer inspection, had stairs leading further down. “Abajo,” he said, pointing down. He instantly clocked me as a newbie. He rose and went down the stairs, so I followed. The floor below was a dimly lit area, with some people milling about in towels. The boy continued further down to another lower level, and I followed him. After a short narrow corridor, the space opened up. I saw a jacuzzi, a pool, and a bar area. I counted five people sitting at the bar. This was promising. I plopped down in a vacant seat. The boy who had guided me down wasn’t really a “boy.” He was a full-grown man—probably in his 30s, with fairly big build but not overly gymmed out body and white-adjacent, possibly Arab, looks. He rattled off the usual Spanish introductions: “Where are you from?” “When did you arrive?” and “Is this your first time here at the sauna?” And then at the corner of my eye, a tall fit bearded guy appeared. I was still talking to my man-guide when I heard a familiar voice. “Numazu, what are you doing here?” in English. I recognized who it was even before I took a good look at the guy. It was indeed a familiar friendly face. It was this boy from Brazil who I first met in 2020. To be honest, he was not just any boy. He is an ex-”boyfriend”, and we “dated” for a good part of the pandemic in 2020-2021, just right after Brazil opened up after its lockdown. My man-guide slowly backed away, sensing a shift in my focus. The Brazilian, who I will call Pedro, got really close to me and stared at my face. He was clearly thinking, probably with a mix of surprise that he saw me here, but also on how to approach me. After a beat, he hugged me, and then again another tighter hug. He then kissed me, tentative at first, and then deeply after he knew he could. And then, out of old habit, he scooped me up and lifted me for one of those body hugs he used to give me when we were together. Pedro sat next to me, clearly excited that I was there. “This is why you suddenly disappeared,” I said, as there was a time two years ago that Pedro frequented Lagoa in Sao Paulo almost every day. We were pretty civil at that point after a crappy break up, and the relationship had been over for 3 years, and all the reasons why we broke up were just a distant memory, and we were just friends. And then one day I stopped seeing him at Lagoa. I didn’t even worry about it, it's just one of those things that happen in the background that you realize for half a second but never think about until you forget it eventually, only to resurface and make sense at this moment. We got caught up on our lives. His main thing was that the Brazil sauna scene was not giving him the resources he needed to survive. He decided to try Europe with a client helping him to get there. He quickly found a good life for him, traveling all over Europe, using Barcelona as his base, and Zurich as well, and traveling with clients who met him in the saunas back to those client’s home towns. He said he has never seen this much money in his life, and he has saved a tidy sum just living this life. Europe has been kind to him. Just to give a description. Pedro is in his late 20s or early 30s. Tall and bearded, has a lean muscular body that has almost zero fat. He has a sweet face, and I know he kisses very passionately, though he does dole his kisses out pretty judiciously to those who can pay for it. But being Brazilian, his show stopper is his cock. Let’s just say it is long and thick, more than a mouthful, and a challenge to all but the seasoned ones among us. I got interested in him because he was a sex maniac, but I “dated” him because deep down he is a pussycat. My man guide was still close by, probably trying to listen to our conversation, which was a mix of Portuguese, English and Spanish. I nodded to the man-guide and he asked me if I was Brazilian. Pedro quickly interjected and proclaimed that, almost proudly, that I was his ex-boyfriend. I told man-guide I was American, but Brazil was a second home. There was another handsome boy seated close by, who was built like Pedro but with more Arab looks. Later I would find out that he was from Morocco. I would eventually see 5 more boys still in the sauna who were actively looking as well through the course of this night. So clearly I had options, even at this hour. I ordered a Jack and diet. Pedro ordered a vodka red bull. I was surprised. He used to not drink but now he clearly does. “Europe has changed me, and I can show you how much if you let me.” I reminded him “You used to be different before you met me, so I changed you too.” Which was true. I met Pedro at the Sauna Boa Vista in Recife. Back then he was just this naive kid who was dirt poor, who slept on the beach, and has never left Recife. Me, being the great corruptor that I am, introduced him to Rio de Janeiro, and then Sao Paulo, and he got a taste of city life and ways, and more money than he had ever seen in his life up to that point. And look at him now. Next up: my time with Pedro, and two other boys. Spoiler Alert: I left the sauna at 2:30 AM.

Night 1.5: Late Night Cocks “If I knew you were going to be here, I wouldn’t have made plans tonight,” Pedro said as we finished our drinks. “Why is that? Are you going somewhere after this?” He hesitated, then told the truth. “A client has booked me for the night, but I can cancel.” I didn’t really ask him to stay with me—tempting as it was, since I was alone. But then again, my objective was to check out the trade in Thermas, not rekindle an old flame who had clearly moved on and built a busy life here. He asked if it was my first time there, and I said yes. So he started telling me about the different parts of the sauna. He pointed to the nearby hot tub and pool and said we should try them. I said it was probably not a good idea. He laughed and said that was for the best, because he didn’t know how many of his “future children” had died in that hot tub. Knowing his sense of humor, I immediately understood—he had no idea how many times he had come in that bathtub. We went upstairs through a labyrinth of corridors, showers, and cabins where the action happens. He told me about some memorable experiences he’d had there. He chose one cabin that had ample room and said it was his favorite. In the beginning of his Europe career, he said, after his client left him to his own devices, he did not have a place to stay, so he had basically slept in the sauna, with some understanding with the staff, while starting his rent boy career in Europe. He has a place to stay nowadays, he added, though he kept the details vague. I suspected he might be staying with someone—maybe a client—in Barcelona. I didn’t pry; it didn’t matter to me. He plopped himself onto the “bed” in the cabin, which was just a cushion with plastic/rubber lining for easy cleaning. He took off his towel, and his huge dick swung freely with his movements. “Hey, can you squeeze my dick like you did before—the way I like it?” I remembered it well. It was a maneuver I had used many times: to make him hard, to calm him down, or to immobilize him when he got manic, as he sometimes did. I did what he asked, sitting in front of him and giving him a squeeze—softly at first, then as hard as I could, the way he liked it. He leaned forward and started kissing me. Familiar feelings came back. Yes, this was why I had been with him for almost a year. After a few minutes, he pulled back. He reached into the small bag he was carrying and took out a joint. “You smoke weed now?” I asked, surprised. “I told you I’ve changed. I’m calmer, less angry—maybe more flexible.” He said his first few weeks in the sauna had surprised him. It wasn’t like the saunas in Brazil. Here, people smoked in the cabins—weed, and other drugs too—and drug use was very rampant. He’d picked up the weed habit, but not the harder drugs. “That’s probably for the best.” He did seem like a changed man—for the better—which made it harder not to ask him to stay. But I tried to stay true to my objective: to try as much new dick as possible. After some back and forth, he decided to leave for his client appointment. He said he was going to earn 300 euros to stay until 6 AM, but would rather cancel and stay with me. I suspected he was hoping I’d offer to cover the 300 so he could just hang out, but I didn’t take the bait. I told him that if he was available tomorrow, we could try to meet. We exchanged numbers, and once he finished his joint, we left the cabin and went upstairs toward the lockers. On the way up, he kept saying he might just cancel and come back to my hotel, but I stayed firm and said no. He went into the rent boy locker room and kept talking to me while getting dressed. When he was ready, he gave me a big hug, a deep kiss, and then left. As I refocus, I see my previous man-guide sitting on the center benches there. “Habla mucho,” he said, pointing toward the door. I laughed and agreed—Pedro was a chatterbox—and admitted I was actually glad he was gone. I told man-guide to come back down to the bar with me for another drink. He followed me, got a Red Bull, and I ordered another Jack and Coke. We started getting better acquainted. I hadn’t gotten a good look at him earlier, but now I saw that he could very well be my first experience in the sauna. He was tall, with pale skin, somewhat Turkish-looking features, and close-cropped hair. He was handsome and carried himself in a very straight-presenting way. I learned he was from Albania. Without much prompting, he showed me his dick. It was soft, but clearly very thick. He said it would get even bigger in the cabin. The one catch: he didn’t kiss. That’s usually a dealbreaker for me. But he had an easygoing manner, and his body—barrel-chested, not overly gym-built, with a light dusting of chest hair—was very appealing to me. I hesitated a bit, telling him how much I loved kissing and how hard it would be for me to get into it without that. He said he understood, but promised a great time regardless—and that I wouldn’t have to pay if I wasn’t satisfied. As part of his seduction, he pulled me closer and started massaging my shoulders, teasing my nipples—and that did the trick. I gave in and said, “Let’s go.” He grabbed condoms and lube from the bar and led me upstairs, choosing a free cabin. Not going into detail, but he was a man of his word. He asked me to suck him, and his cock grew to its full size—thick, long, and heavy. I told him I’d never be able to take it, but he said to leave it to him. And I did—and he handled it like a professional, making it surprisingly comfortable. He even gave me small pecks on the lips now and then, a concession knowing how much I liked kissing. Afterward he grabbed paper towels from the dispenser and cleaned me up. I wasn’t sure how long the sex took us, but it felt like less than 30 minutes, though the buildup at the bar had felt longer. He led me to the showers, and we rinsed off together while chatting about my weekend plans. We dried ourselves and went back up to reception. He stepped into the bathroom in the middle of the floor to wait for payment, and I went to my locker to grab a 50-euro note. When I handed it to him, he hugged me and thanked me warmly. I went back down to the bar for some water, trying to rehydrate after a pretty good experience. As I caught my breath, I reflected on what had just happened. Fifty euros felt a bit cheap for what I’d just gotten. I assumed they worked on volume, seeing multiple clients, before leaving. Still, it felt like I’d gotten away with something. I didn’t mind paying more—but not excessively—and I had expected that kind of experience in Europe to cost more than 50 euros. As I cooled off with a glass of ice water, a tall, athletic, bearded man sat down next to me. It was 1:30 AM. Was I up for more shenanigans tonight?

Last day D walked me to Foodland but he is not a breakfast guy we parted ways in front of it. Somehow, after month of travelling, today I don’t have an idea how to feel the time. Boat to Icon Siam but I don’t like crowds so returned back right away, Tried to visit Madrid but it was shut , looks that for good. So I landed in Sarica for their excellent chicken with cashews, very tasty but I think their servings are too big and I had trouble of finishing all – I’m not fan of leaving uneaten food on the plate. Afternoon I spent in the room , busy doing nothing and after dark I went to Foodland again for chat with reader, soon Kiwi306 joined us. Since I did not visit Fresh boys this trip so far , Kiwi and me agreed to meet there later on. I went to Midnight bar hoping Pey and new Lao boy will be there, Pey was , other guy had day off and I must had long , disappointed face because Pey laughed at me. That did not prevent me from offering him a drink. Then upstairs to Fresh Boys, even if toady was only Thursday bar was packed, they squeezed me in front row and I was worrying where Kiwi will be seating when he comes . Fortunately somebody left and created space that way. One of boys on the stage noticed kind of my interest and did not waste any time , as soon as his rotation finished he cam, all smiles to claim his double red tip. Kiwi suggested we check White Cat again so off we went. The same three boys in the bar but only Tae on the stage as there was another client who had both resident twinks with him , helping to finish bottle he opened. True to the form , he seemed more enamored with guy I considered much less attractive than another one . Tae come down to claim his drink and tip but neither Kiwi nor me were in offing mood so after hour there we left. In the morning I was splitting hair who will be my last companion D or L but that issue solved itself with pre-emptive message from D that he is not available tonight so L it was. Looked that he noticed I was bit disappointed yesterday afternoon and even if he did not, certainly he made for it tonight, he was so clingy and kissy that I started wondering where that will lead. We had great time , great finish to great trip and additional bonus was I did not get much sleep if any which is what I prefer before long trek home as it makes easier to catch some sleep aboard. It worked , I got about 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep at one point , enough to have very little of jet lag after arriving. Fact that arrived home at 10.45 helped. After 25 hrs and 15 minutes door to door I was finally where I started. It was great trip with Bangkok and Phnom Penh parts boy infested while Singapore , Da Nang and Phu Quoc were more or less ( 2 massages in Da Nang ) celibate and touristy. Siem Reap has always special place in my heart, boys or not, since I consider it my ultimate travel destination. You may be surprised, although likely you don’t care at all, but those 4 days there I consider my best during that eventful month. Experiment with duo diet, alternating between 2 guys was excellent idea and hope I repeat it in the future whenever it will be. It’s owing to both guys , D and L sensing well what my favorite stamps are and having excellent customer skills. They both knew what it takes to secure next appointment.

continued…Installment 7: I am going to be out of pocket for a couple of days. Paradise guy is taking two days off for our so-called ‘trip’. My idea of a trip and his are entirely two different things. Guess that’s what happens when my Thai is non-existent, and his English is very limited. lol. I had envisioned we were going someplace exotic and relaxing outside of the city. His definition of trip was taking me to various places around Bangkok for two days that he wanted to make sure I saw or experienced. Anyway, that’s taking place Thursday and Friday until the evening. One of his buddies at the shop has a birthday on Friday and they are having an after-hours party once the shop closes at midnight. To be fair, he did invite me but I politely declined the invitation. I am pretty sure he knew I would, as well as was probably hoping I would! Basically I am the tourist and he is my guide. I actually laid low during the day on Wednesday. Considered going to Saphan Kwai area, but very indecisive about which shop. Ultimately decided it was perhaps a good idea to do some laundry if the next two days would be completely occupied. Actually connected with another forum member who happens to be in town now and we made plans to meet for drinks later in the evening. It will be nice to actually meet with someone in person. I headed over to Silom planning to arrive around 8:15 or thereabouts. I knew the other forum member had special plans late afternoon and would probably be at dinner around that time. I wanted to walk around and check out some of the other venues. As I was walking past Rainbow Dragon, I was stopped by their barker and I took a quick glance at their menu. I had no idea what type of club it was, and before I knew it he had grabbed my arm and was dragging me inside. It is a small place with perhaps 8 booths that can hold four persons in each, long bar with stools, and that’s about it. I sat in the first booth and ordered one drink. I was not planning to stay long. In the next booth was a gentleman who had to be at least five years older than me. Oh, and for those who may not know, this is a host bar. There was one bar tender, one host sitting with the older gentleman, the barker outside and one other person who acted as a waiter. Turns out he was also a host. There was a group of four persons sitting at the last booth down, but they left shortly after I arrived. A couple soon arrived and occupied one of the other empty booths. I finally asked the guy who took my drink order what his official position was, and he said he was one of the hosts. So, I invited him to join me and bought him a drink. We chatted for a good ten or fifteen minutes. He was just my type, too. He said the owner is from California originally and that all of the guys working there are from Myanmar. English was quite good. During our conversation, the older gentleman got up to leave. As he was heading to the exit, his host actually followed him outside. From this I kind of assumed that the host was going home with the gentleman. So, I asked the guy sitting with me if that, in fact, was taking place. He explained the owner does not allow the employees to be taken off during hours. What they do after the bar closes is their own business, but during open hours they socialize but never go off with customers. Naturally, I had to pursue that just a bit further and asked if he ever arranged to meet customers for some fun after the bar closes. Answer was affirmative, so I went one step further and asked if he would like to get together with me. Everyone saw this coming, didn’t you. lol. Exchanged contact info, and he said he actually preferred meeting people before going to work instead of when the bar closes. Closing time is 3am, so rather late to try and connect he said. That certainly works out better for me as well. So we exchanged contact info and will plan for a time to meet next week. By this time I had heard from the forum member asking if I was in the area now and where did we want to meet. He had already been to Freshboy and Goodboy, so would prefer someplace different. Options considered were Hotmale, Moonlight or Dreamboys. Neither of us were really keen on Moonlight, and I was wanting to check out Hotmale anyway to see if the young man I took off with me in October was still working there. So, we agreed to meet at Hotmale, which was right down the soi from my current location. Took me less than five minutes to wrap things up at Rainbow Dragon and head on over. Be about 30 minutes before the other forum member would get there. I knew it was early, so didn’t think there would be many customers yet. When I went inside, there were no other customers. I was the one and only. Probably about 12-15 guys in house doing their rotation on stage with no customers. lol. I still do not understand the thinking behind that. Anyway, I recognized my October tryst right away. He was still there, and he recognized me as well. Had this great big smile on his face. Couldn’t resist and did not hesitate to invite him over right away. I wasn’t about to take any chance that someone else would come in and scoop him up before I could make my move. Didn’t even bother to discuss business with mamasan. Warned the forum member that when he arrived I was already inside and might have some company with me. Also let him know that we might be the only customers for the first show. Checked with my guy to see if he would like to go with me for some playtime and he readily agreed. Only doing short term tonight. No idea what time Paradise guy will show up at the condo in the morning. Deal is sealed and paid the off fee so when we were ready to leave everything was taken care of in advance. Show started at 10pm. There were a few more customers by then, but not many. Some stayed, while others came and went…mostly went. I think at the most there were 12-15 number guys…well, minus one now. Mostly familiar faces from when I was there in October. First show as ok. Rather short. Stayed for the second show and it was actually much better. Performers seemed to enjoy the second act more as well, and it showed in their energy level. After the second show we said our goodbyes and will try to connect again in another week or so. I am occupied the next two days with Paradise guy, and the other forum member is traveling elsewhere in Asia. He will return to Bangkok in about one week. Also think one or two other forum members might be here then as well, and the mention of possibly some karaoke. Headed to the condo for several hours of glorious fun. He definitely remembered things I enjoy doing. For those curious, bar drinks at Hotmale are THB 400. Off fee was THB 500. Gave Cam THB 2000 for short term of three hours, which included tip. That did not include travel time to/from condo. Opted for taxi this trip. More time with Cam at the condo. Exchanged contact info and will definitely be seeing him again. Dang…all of these contact numbers and repeat business. Time is slipping away!

continued…Installment 28: Had an ok night, but thinking about the drive back to Bangkok and not sure if my body was functioning at a normal level I decided it was probably a good idea to skip breakfast and just had water. ok…please don’t chastise me…lol. I admit it…I am a spoiled American. While I do enjoy taking public transportation, for some things I just prefer door to door service. So at the recommendation of a forum member, I booked a car/driver with LimoPattaya. Picked me up at Zing exactly on time at 10am. Traffic was light up until we got into central Bangkok, so the driver made very good time. Provided bottled water, told me to let him know if I wanted to stop anywhere along the way, professional and friendly service. Advanced booking online, but no payment required in advance to make the reservation. Price included tolls, which seemed to be many along the route. Cost was THB 1600, plus I gave him 200 tip. I know, I know…there are cheaper options out there. I wanted to be picked up at the hotel and dropped off at condo, so I was willing to pay the price for that service. Already had a text from Cam before I had a chance to let him know I had arrived back in Bangkok. Hopeful that I have no health related issues like I did in Pattaya the day before, because it is going to be a crazy, hectic race to the finish line. Already know I will need to spend some time with Paradise guy, Chaichana guy and Green massage are asking me if we can meet one more time, Banana guy actually did text me when I was out to dinner at Dick’s Cafe. Simply told him I was in Pattaya. Didn’t offer any additional information. Think he is regretting the aggressive tone of his message now. Not sure if I will make any time for him before I leave or not. Undecided. Still want to make my way back to Ganymede, and a host of other shops I was planning to visit this trip but haven’t managed to get to just yet. Seven weeks seemed like a lot of time at the outset, but now I am having this sense of urgency. Also concerned about the status of my flights for the return trip. Paying close attention as jet fuel supplies dwindle in most of Asia and no end in sight to the Orange Overlords war games. I also want to spend most of my time with Cam. Decided to simply relax at the condo the rest of the day. Had a text from Paradise guy, but said I wasn’t feeling well and would let him know a good day for us to meet. Skipped lunch as well and continued with water only up until dinner time with Cam. Met at our usual time and location, 8pm at Midnight Bar. This time we both went upstairs to give mamasan the off fee as I wanted to confirm plans for the 3-days. Made sure mamasan clearly understood Cam was mine! Went to Sarica again as it is good and also convenient. Ate inside the A/C. Just had some rather bland noodles, avoided anything spicy, and only ate about half of my dish. I was feeling ok, but not wanting to take any chances or push my body too much. Saving as much of that for Cam as possible. After dinner, I asked him which show we should go to and he actually had an unusual but admirable request. He asked if I would mind going to Hotmale, because there had not been many customers and he really wanted to support the club and his friends. I enjoyed the show at Hotmale, so that was fine with me. He said a couple of nights they didn’t even have the show because there was not a single customer at show time. Most of the bars and clubs are noticing a significant decline in customers due to the situation in the Middle East. The comment I hear most often is peopler are leaving Thailand trying to get home, but nobody is coming to Thailand at the moment. Customers are canceling or postponing their travel plans until this mess is sorted out, or airlines have canceled flights due to lack of jet fuel. No win situation for businesses here. So, we went to Hotmale and earned some bonus points with mamasan. Handful of other customers…all Asian…two groups of two females and another group of two guys and a female…plus me and Cam. Not a huge crowd, but better than nothing. After the show we headed back to the condo for our usual routine…shower, wild thing, sleep. Slept late, went for some breakfast, then Cam went to the fitness room where he worked out and I simply admired the view. I can never get enough of that view. After his workout, we said our goodbyes and he headed back home. No sooner had Cam left and I returned to the condo than I received a text from Paradise guy. His usual…what are you doing. Said I was thinking about going to get a manicure. He informed me he had taken the day off and was coming to see me. No previous discussion about this. Total surprise. Guess he didn’t like the fact I put him off the day before since I wasn’t feeling well. Anyway, he said he would be at my place around 1pm. That gave me a chance to tidy up a bit and hide any evidence of an overnight guest. lol. Showed up with a container of those small, white coconut pancakes I like but are difficult to find, plus bael juice. Strange combination. First time I have actually had bael juice and enjoyed it, but not so much with the coconut pancakes. Chilled out watching YouTube videos on television before deciding it was time to take a late afternoon nap. Naturally, we needed some physical exercise before the nap. Needless to say we were exhausted after all of that exercise and slept a good two hours. Took a shower and then he headed home. All in all, a wonderful afternoon. I should probably be writing that this was the end of the story for the day…that I rested in the evening for my upcoming three days with Cam. However, things took an interesting turn of events and the stars aligned perfectly. What was originally going to be three days/nights with Cam turned into six days/nights. This includes the overnight after returning from Pattaya. After Paradise guy went home, my plan was to just relax and chill out at the condo. Wasn’t really entertaining any thoughts of going anywhere. Then I received a message from Cam…well, several messages back and forth and we both ultimately wanted more time together since the end of my trip is approaching quickly. We were able to have a really good conversation that previous night which I will share in a different post. I will just say for now that he came back and stayed the night with me again. I told him at this point it was foolish for him to just go home on Friday and come back to me on Saturday…he might as well stay with me the entire time, and he readily agreed. Informed mamasan of the change of plans and paid the off fee for six days. Think I am becoming a VIP at Hotmale. lol. Of course, this puts a kibosh on all of my other meets. Willing to forgo all of that to be able to spend my remaining time with Cam. Sorry to leave everyone hanging, but I don’t think I will be online much or updating my trip report for the next few days. lol.

continued…Installment 18: I must say it has been nice with several forum members in the city at the same time. We have been able to connect on a number of occasions now. After entertaining Chaichana guy for a couple of hours early afternoon, I made my way over to Silom. Was going to do a little shopping and people watching while waiting for time to meet Cam. Decided to hang out at the Starbucks on Surawong across from Pink Panther. Noticed the other day at the food booth just outside Pink Panther a cute young man working that I wanted to spend a little time observing. I think this booth is a family-type business. He is similar in appearance to some of the guys who work at Good Boy. This was late afternoon. Meeting Cam at Midnight Bar somewhere between 8-8:30pm. Had a message from another forum member who had finished a late afternoon massage, rested a bit and was heading out so joined me at Starbucks. We then headed over to Midnight. I stayed to wait for Cam while he went on to meet another forum member who was eating dinner with a companion at UNESCO World Famous Foodland. Both members soon came back to Midnight and Cam arrived shortly after that. Gave him the off fee to take upstairs to mamasan at Hotmale, then asked him where he would like to get dinner. Should come as no surprise that he said Foodland, so we walked over there to grab a bite to eat before heading to Fresh Boys. One forum member would join us later at Fresh Boys while the other had plans for karaoke with several guys. When we initially arrived at Fresh Boy we were the first two customers. This was around 9:40pm and show was scheduled to begin at 10:15pm. Eventually more customers trickled in so by the time the show started there were at least as many customers as number guys on stage…roughly 25 people. Mostly older, white farangs, some with an Asian companion (like me), younger European couple, group of Japanese guys in mid-30’s, couple of females. Show was somewhat interesting and entertaining, although a couple of the numbers should have ended a lot sooner…just seemed like they were dragging on forever and would never end. We stayed for the entire first show and maybe two segments of the second show before heading back to the condo. Other forum member left after the first show to join karaoke fun. Cam certainly did not disappoint when we got back to the condo. He knows what I enjoy and is very good at it. Nice falling asleep feeling his naked body against mine and his arms wrapped tightly around me. Sleep a little later than usual when he is with me, went out for some breakfast, then he headed off to home. At some point during the day, Paradise guy had sent me a message wanting to know if I was coming to see him today. Wrote back and said we spent the entire day together on Sunday, so probably not. Was going to meet ‘friends’ later. Told him I would come by the shop to see him on Tuesday. Today is Ben’s day off from Rainbow Dragon, so already had plans to meet him in the evening. Will go see Paradise guy in the early afternoon, then take a nice, long nap to recharge and be ready for the evening. lol. Oh…last night was not completely uneventful. For those of you that wear an Apple watch, if it has the fall detection feature and you have it turned on…be careful that you do not drop your watch. I dropped my watch when I took it off to put it on the charging cable after we returned to the condo. The watch misread that as I had fallen. Unfortunately, the watch was asking me if I needed assistance but in Thai. I ignored the message. Since I didn’t respond, the watch contacted 191 (Thai emergency services). I didn’t know what was happening, so I hung up on the caller. 191 called back wanting to confirm if I needed assistance. I was finally able to speak to someone with English language skills and explain that I was perfectly fine. I did not fall, but simply dropped the watch on the floor. Unfortunately, due to the language barrier and my failure to respond promptly, the watch/phone proceeded to get in touch with my emergency contacts (family back in Denver). So I had to text them right away to let them know I was fine and to disregard any emergency assistance request. Rather humorous bit of drama for about 30 minutes after we arrived at the condo. Lessons learned: 1) Fall detection, as well as all Apple watch features work internationally; 2) don’t hang up on 191 caller unless you want them to show up at your door at 1am; 3) be more careful and don’t drop the watch. LOL.

continued…Installment 12: Woke up to a text message from Banana boy wanting to know when I was coming to see him again. Got to give him ‘A’ for effort. Really difficult to know the difference between fact and fiction with these guys. All of the guys that I have met say the same thing to me…not many customers, business is slow, make no money. If the information Paradise guy has provided is accurate (and I have no reason to doubt him), for a 60 minute massage the shop pays him THB 155. On average, he may give one massage a day because so many guys in the queue and so few customers. He also gets tips, but he said it all depends upon the nationality of person getting the massage. The guys actually do not like to get customers from certain Asian countries as they are notoriously bad about tipping…either very little or not at all. They much prefer western customers. I am sure we are all shocked by that statement. lol. So, going back to my fact/fiction statement, Banana boy said he doesn’t make any money as a number boy at the club, but only a portion of drink money if customer invites him or tip if he is invited off. Cam said basically the same thing about Hotmale. Both guys ‘claim’ they rarely get taken off by customers. Their definition of rarely and mine are probably two vastly different things. Chaichana guy also said something similar to Paradise guy. He said the only time the shop really gets busy is late evening until closing. During the day they often only have two male therapists scheduled to work. When the night market crew is setting up, they don’t get any customers. They have 8 male staff and 3 female staff that work mostly evenings. Decided to chill out by the pool this afternoon before heading over to Silom. Went for a manicure and pedicure, then grabbed a snack to hold me over until a late dinner with Cam. And of course, who sends me a text asking me what I am doing but Paradise guy. I swear he has this sixth sense and just knows when I am up to mischief. I actually met Cam outside Hotmale, gave him the off fee to take inside, then we headed over to Sarica for a late dinner. I couldn’t see paying THB 400 for a drink when we had no intentions of sitting in the club at all. Sarica was a good choice. I am certainly not the connoisseur compared to other illustrious forum members, but did enjoy the cashew chicken immensely. We opted to sit inside as it was a little more quiet and not as busy. Outdoor dining was pretty full, plus you have all of the additional street sounds. After dinner, we walked back over to Good Boy to catch the 10pm show. This was my first time to visit Good Boy. First impression…I was surprised how small the place actually was compared to other clubs I have visited. Number boys were on stage doing their rotation. They had a total of 25 guys, with 8 on stage at one time until the very end of that segment. They somehow managed to cram all 25 boys on that tiny stage for the finale then parade down the aisle. Guys wore white briefs. It was interesting to observe the guys. When not on stage for their rotation, all of them were sitting around with their noses buried in their phones. No interaction with any of the customers. No eye contact or smiles. They all acted bored and very disinterested. There was one caucasian customer when we arrived. He had one of the number guys sitting with him, as was one of the mamasan’s. I couldn’t quite decide if there were three mamasans, or two and a doorman. In any event, other than taking our drink orders we were pretty much left alone. Show was to begin at 10pm, but in reality started around 10:15pm. One Asian male and two females joined the customer list. About halfway through the first show another caucasian guy came in, so a total of 7 customers during that first show. I wasn’t terribly impressed with the show overall. The female entertainers were much better at Banana Bar. There was one in particular who was just painful to watch. Cam laughed when I said that. Total of 9 entertainers interspersed with sexy boy acts and some cock. Cam confirmed for me that the guys in sexy boy act use double XXL condoms to look bigger and, in fact, do blow them up. I used the phrase ‘false advertising’, and he thought that was hilarious. We both got a good chuckle out of that comment. I have to say the overall vibe for me was disappointing. Some of the guys were cute and I could definitely see myself inviting one or two for a drink or even off premises, but they all seemed to lack any motivation to engage with what few customers were in the club. Just a real turn off for me. Cam said that management at Hotmale forbids the guys from having their phones with them on the floor. Seems like a good policy, and one that Good Boy should perhaps consider. Several times during the evening I would get a text from Banana boy wanting to know if I was going to come and see him tonight. Finally told him I was at Good Boy and occupied for the evening…perhaps later in the week. lol. Cam spent the night, which was the plan all along. I am taking quite a liking to him. He is so attentive, very touchy/feely, and has such a sweet disposition. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that he is great in bed as well. Perfect way to end the day with him beside me in bed.

continued…Installment 9: Was a hectic two days with Paradise guy, then a fun-filled and wonderful night with Cam. Thought it would be a good idea to just chill out during the day before considering what opportunities might present themselves later on Saturday. Relaxed by the swimming pool in the afternoon while enjoying a bit of reading. Thinking about what my next adventure might be, I decided I wanted to try Prince. I have read numerous good things about this shop, so it was time to give it a try. It is not difficult to located at all. It is about a 15 minute walk from Chong Nonsi BTS station. The trickiest part is getting across North Sathorn Road. There are a couple of pedestrian bridges, but only a couple of street crossings. Facility is actually quite large. They have a large parking lot and courtyard area. Appears they are doing some construction in the smaller front building. When you enter the main building there is a seating area which faces a glass wall where you will find a number of available therapists in a gym setting. The receptionist/host provided a tablet with the various options. You do not need to make a reservation in advance for this shop. Guys here seem to be more muscular and what we in the US would refer to as gym bunnies. I would say most were mid-20’s to mid 30’s. Approximately 10-12 guys lined up. I had checked out their website in advance and there was one guy in particular that was of interest to me. I did not see him in the line up, so using my phone I pulled up their website and showed his photo to the host. He said he was not currently at the shop, but only lived 10 minutes away and he could contact him and see if he was available. I agreed to that option, so he made a quick phone call and the guy, Fame, was free and happy to come to the shop for an appointment. Since I basically ‘had the hots’ for this guy, I opted for a 120 minute session. They also have a set tip amount for the therapist based upon time. Massage was THB 1900 and mandatory tip was THB 2000. Based upon these figures, that inclusive pricing at Senso for 90 minutes is a better deal financially, but only by a few hundred THB. Service at both places was excellent. The website states they accept credit card, but in fact they do not. Prince probably has 25 standard rooms on ground level. Each contains a sink and shower, but no toilet, and a twin bed…no massage table. Shower is ample space for two persons. No idea what the deluxe room is like. We had adequate space for the two of us. No idea if there were other customers in the shop at the time or not. Never heard or saw anyone else. This was late afternoon, early evening. I had showered before his arrival since he was 10 minutes away so there would be no time wasted. He rinsed off quickly on arrival, but after we finished our session we showered together. It is quite obvious from the get-go that this place is not so much about the massage but more about the extra services. Definitely an H-type or #4 shop. They want the customer to have a good experience and to leave happy. I appreciated their willingness to contact the therapist I was interested in and he certainly lived up to all of my expectations. I think one of the things that attracted him to me was he is not quite as muscular as some of their other guys. A bit more on the lean side, which I prefer. He was certainly well-endowed and knew how to use that endowment quite well. English skills were ok, so we were able to communicate and have brief conversation. Turns out he does massage at Prince during the day, but at night he is one of the dancers at Dreamboy. He would be heading there after we finished our session. Walked back to Chong Nonsi for the return trip to condo. No plans to see Paradise guy today, and actually no message from him today, either. Relatively quiet, so to speak. lol.

What I thought was going to be a difficult conversation to have with Cam turned out to be quite easy using forum members as a jumping off point. With so many traveling forum members in Bangkok at the same time, Cam was able to meet a few of the members when getting together for our evening meetings. That allowed us to have some very serious conversations about a host of things…family, goals, dreams, relationships. He was curious about how we knew each other. I explained a little about the forum without going into too much detail, but said we had a shared love of travel, especially Asia in general, but specifically Thailand, and an appreciation for Asian men. Especially grateful to @jason1975, because I was able to use his boyfriend relationship as the starting point in our conversation. Not to drag this on forever, and also wishing to keep some of our conversations private, let me just say we are going to work on a boyfriend situation. I have no exact date for my return to Thailand. As of now, I am looking at November, December and January as a three month trial. Even though it is seven months away, which will be a bit of a struggle for me, I think we both need time away to be sure it is what we really want. I also need to recoup physically and plan for such a lengthy stay financially. Because my family will be doing other things this year over the holidays in November/December, it is a good time to get out of Denver...in addition to the winter weather. I need time to explore airfares and research Airbnb options. The free condo will not be available, and I don’t believe I will even share with my friends that I am planning a return trip. Otherwise, they will try to organize activities and I want this trip to only be about me and Cam. If anyone has any recommendations regarding Airbnb/3-month rental, please let me know…preferably in Silom/Sathorn/Bang Rak area. I will share that Cam originally came to Thailand legally for work. He was in construction. Pay wasn’t the greatest, and he said foreign construction workers are not treated very well. He also was a waiter in a restaurant. He has gone back and forth a number of times without any problems and was always able to renew his visa. That all changed with the border conflict so he is limited in what work he can do now with no visa and also unable to return home because it would risk his ability to return to Bangkok for work in the future. Kind of a catch 22 at this point. The objective for him and his other four siblings is to save money to build his parents a new home. They have lived in their current home their entire lives. They are rice and sesame seed farmers. The house is infested with termites and becoming very precarious. He has managed to save and send home 50% of what is needed to build the new house, so he stays in Bangkok and does this work since he is the youngest, single with no children. His other siblings are all married and have children. Once they have enough money for the new house, he plans to return home. That has been part of our discussions, because I certainly would not want to be living in Bangkok if he has returned to Cambodia (near Siem Reap). Anyway, we did quite well together for seven days and both of us are interested in making this work. Three months will put things to a real test, bring new or unexpected challenges, and either make us or break us. We shall see what the future holds. We would live together in the Airbnb over the three months. He wasn’t really looking for a relationship, nor was he hoping for a sponsor. Knowing myself, once I return to Bangkok in the fall I will probably take on most of the responsibility for our living expenses to allow most of his money to be sent home. I am sure there are obstacles we will face that neither of us has thought of or talked about. Appreciate hearing any words of wisdom or advice from forum members.

continued…Installment 29: Six days turned into seven, basically because neither of us was ready for the time to end. Not sure what my rationale was for ending the initial three days on Tuesday morning, considering my return flights do not depart until Thursday morning. Thinking back it was probably to keep my options open for last connections. Whatever the rationale was, that went completely out the window. Had messages from Paradise guy, Banana guy (another story, lol), Chaichana guy, Green guy and Rainbow Dragon all wanting to meet one more time before leaving Thailand. I managed to come up with various reasons as to why I would have no time. Paradise guy was a little more insistent than the others. He was determined to spend my last night in Bangkok with me and then ride along to the airport. I had other plans and was just as insistent with him that it wasn’t going to work. Finally agreed to see him for a brief period of time late Wednesday afternoon at the shop. Finished packing for the most part, showered, and headed to Paradise. Few last minute things I will need to throw in my bag tomorrow morning. During the seven days together we would sleep late, go to breakfast, do some shopping at one of the malls, go back to the condo and take an afternoon snooze before heading out to dinner, go to a show at one of the clubs, then back to the condo for some fun (as I like to say…doing the wild thing) before falling asleep. We had lots of time to talk about a lot of different things which I will share in a different post. To close out this report, let’s just say it started with a bang but in some ways ended with a whimper. lol. The experiences and escapades were greatly reduced towards the end because of my desire to spend it mostly with Cam. Some final comments about our dinners out and club visits. Enjoyed dinners at Sarica, Happy Beer Garden, famous UNESCO Foodland, Yayoi in Silom Complex, and a return visit to G’s. I would say out of all the shows we saw that the one presented by Banana Bar was the best by far. We went on Friday evening and the place was packed…SRO. The entertainers thrived on the packed house and the energy level was off the charts. It was just electric and exciting. Very mixed crowd, but way too many to even count. Went to Circus and was disappointed. The performers have very little room to work in, seating inside is uncomfortable and way too crowded. Didn’t care for the environment at all. Wouldn’t be high on my list of places to return. Jupiter show was mechanical, cold and sterile. Lacked any energy. Best thing at this club was a pre-show singer. He was excellent and very entertaining. I would actually pay money to go see him perform on stage somewhere…he was that good. Looked a little like Mario Lopez. Saturday evening, mixed crowd with more females than males and only 16 customers total. Also went to Fresh Boy, Moonlight and Dream Boy again. Have already reported on those and nothing new to add. All-in-all is has been a great trip. Already planning a return trip for later in the year. Tentatively looking at November and staying for three months…provided they don’t change the 60-day visa to 30 days. Want to do the 60-day plus 30 day extension if possible. Might investigate the Multiple Entry Visa as well. Will include more details about that in my follow-up post about Cam.

continued…Installment 25: Had a restless night as the A/C unit in my room does not work the greatest. Should probably have requested a room change. As a result, I slept a little later than usual, then headed down to breakfast. Caught up on emails and messages, then showered and decided to go out for a little people watching and something cold to drink. Zing Resort and Spa is a good location. Facility is a little dated for sure. Breakfast is buffet and okay for me. They will do eggs to order. Mixed bag as far as other guests…many single males, which I would expect, but a fair number of couples and even families. I detected a number of Australians, and also many Russians staying here. Room is large with a private patio. Bathroom is small. TMI probably…but when sitting on the toilet my knees are literally touching the wall opposite. Barely enough room in the shower for one or even to turn around completely. Rather disappointed by that. Pool area is nice. Would I stay here again…probably, but also want to try the Agate if I return in the future. Walked to the end of the street which runs into Soda Massage. There is a coffee shop with nice outdoor sitting area. I had my favorite Thai Iced Tea and was able to observe two massage shops directly across the street…MV Massage and Pattaya #1 Massage. Turns out they are listed as two separate shops but in reality it seems to be the same with side-by-side buildings. Same therapists, anyway. This gave me a chance to observe the guys as they gradually arrived for work and make my choice from a distance before actually approaching the shop. Once I had my therapist picked out and had finished my drink, I left the coffee shop and proceeded out like I was going to walk back to my hotel. Naturally, one of the guys grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the shop…massage, mister? Oil massage? 60 minutes? Of course, I was counting on this. Looked at their sign as to what they were offering, saw they had aloe vera lotion, and price was the same as Soda…THB 400 for 60 minutes. I was noncommittal about massage until I confirmed I could pick the therapist. Once he said yes, I pointed directly at the guy I had been watching the last 30 minutes. Deal was sealed. This shop was similar to Soda in that the rooms are really small cubicles large enough to have a massage table but not much else. Walls do not go floor to ceiling, so privacy is an issue. At least I was the only customer at that time, so not many loud noises or other voices to distract from the environment. Only male therapists, but female manager. Hooks on wall for clothes. Offer of shower, but not required. Said I had just taken a shower at the hotel about an hour ago and was good. No problem with that. Communal bathroom, so no en-suite available. Turns out the guy I chose is from Laos. Been in Pattaya for two months. Will be going back home next week, but plans to return the following month. Before the massage even started he had stripped down to his underwear. No need to guess where this would end up. His massage skills were not nearly as good as the guy from Soda the night before, but he was much more sensual. Again, as things progressed and I flipped over there was no mention of special services or request for tip. If I had to guess, I would say he was gay. He actually initiated kissing, which I love, and the underwear vanished showing a nice sized rock hard appendage. Interesting to me he was willing to do everything except penetration. He said the police had raided the business last week and five of the guys were arrested. So when it came to penetration he said ‘no sex’. Shop not allow sex because of raid. From my perspective, everything else we did would also classify as sex, so not sure why they just consider penetration sex. In any event, I still left happy. The five boys had to pay a THB 30,000 fine each, and the shop did not help the guys at all. They had to come up with the money on their own. Not sure how the police determined the guys had engaged in sex at the shop?!? Anyone have thoughts about that? Or was this just a shake down by corrupt policemen. Gave the same tip as the night before, THB 1000 and 400 for the massage. He also asked me how long I was staying in Pattaya and wanted to exchange Line account info. Had a text message from Soda guy. Guess he saw me leaving the other massage shop in the afternoon and wanted to know why I didn’t stop by and say hello. Told him I honestly didn’t see him or know he was working at that time. I just walked directly back to my hotel, which was the opposite direction of his shop. I knew where this conversation was headed from the start…he wanted to know if I was coming back to see him tonight. I said I had plans to meet a friend for dinner, then we were going to visit a couple of bars on Walking Street. Didn’t promise anything. Said if I had time and saw him sitting outside I would say hello. Wanted to keep my options open in case something or someone peaked my interest at a bar. Was meeting forum member @bkkmfj2648 who lives in Pattaya for dinner at Dick’s Cafe. As I was walking to Dick’s Cafe, I noticed a bit of what I considered unusual activity outside of MV Massage and Pattaya #1. Couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but something just didn’t look right and the actions of the few guys standing outside was not the usual engagement with passersby. Looked over at Soda and there was absolutely no guys sitting outside there. Not a single person. At first I was thinking business must be good, all the guys with customers and the rooms full. But my gut was telling me something wasn't quite right. Very strange that there was not at least one or two guys out in front. The place appeared deserted. Sent a text message somewhat jokingly to Soda guy that I stopped by once again but he was nowhere to be found. Didn’t get an immediate reply, which I didn’t expect if he was with a customer, but later he said there was a problem at the shops and he wasn’t there. He was at the beach. By this time I had connected with @bkkmfj2648 at Dick’s and I shared my observations. He immediately said the police probably raided the massage places…again. They had just done it last week. The guy I had in the afternoon at MV had mentioned earlier about five boys from the shop where he worked. Looking primarily for ‘illegals’ from Cambodia, Laos, Vietnam and Myanmar. @bkkmfj2648 said this happens often at the shops in Pattaya. He said the frequency could be because of the recent elections and the police in Pattaya probably want to prove to the higher ups in the new government that they are doing their jobs. Or, could be because of the ongoing conflict with Cambodia. Or, could be one of the officers needed a new iPhone 17 and decided to shake down the guys for the money. Who knows what their reasons are…maybe they are related to the Orange Overlord and don’t need any reason or justification. Just do as they damn well please…but I digress. Had a nice dinner with @bkkmfj2648 As I said before, it is nice to be able to put a face with an online name and share experiences/escapades. Talked about the gay scene in Pattaya and life in general. Enjoyed Dick’s Cafe. Food was good, cute waiters (tried to obtain a phone number without success), and overall great atmosphere. Good location to do some people watching as the entire area is very festive. Seemed to notice more older farangs in the Supertown Jomtiem Complex than I did in Silom area of Bangkok. Did not see many Chinese tourists, but did observe a number of Russians, especially at the Zing. After a nice casual dinner with excellent conversation we headed over to Sunee Boy to watch the show. I was really impressed with the choreography and energy level of the performers. The makeshift stage or platforms they were dancing on seemed a little dangerous and I was expecting someone to go crashing through the top at any moment. Interesting mix of traditional Thai dance interspersed with modern, high energy. Naturally, all twinks and had my eye on two in particular. Boys would flirt when on stage with eye contact, smiles, etc., but once they finished performing they didn’t really mingle with the customers but either went to Best Boy for costume change or to hang out with each other. Really was a great show. After the show we headed over to M Bar, which is a pillow bar. Never heard that term before, so I had no idea what it meant. Also never heard of a boom boom room above the bar if you wanted some play time with one of the guys. Got a good education in Pattaya. Some cuties at this bar, too, and very friendly. One in particular peaked my interest. However, throughout the evening I had been keeping in touch with Soda guy to make sure he and the other guys were safe, if they had returned to the shop or were still at the beach…bottom line is they did not receive the all clear to return so a large number of them where still hanging out together at the beach. This means none of them made any money for the evening. He was very good at using that against me. He read me like an open book. It didn’t take too much twisting of my arm to invite him to the hotel. Forget massage. Just the fun part. I wanted to make sure he could get to the hotel safely, though. Last thing I wanted to happen is him get picked up by the police because he was coming to meet me. He assured me he could get there safely, so I agreed. @bkkmfj2648 and I said our goodnights, discussed possibly going to Pattaya City clubs the next night, then I was meeting Soda guy at 11:15pm in front of the hotel. Otherwise, I definitely would have been offing one from M Bar.

Part 2 The next day, I was free until late that evening when SB (my Indo sugar baby muscle boy) was to arrive from Jakarta. I used the day time to enjoy the super posh Park Hyatt pool deck on the 9th floor, which is stunning. The deck has a saltwater infiniti pool and terraced sunbed areas. Great personalized service at the pool, which is also connected to the breakfast restaurant, La Marina, which is excellent. The breakfast was included in my rate, and it had a nice buffet of hot and cold items, but you could also order off the menu. They had western and Thai items. One of the items that I really enjoyed was a “Mango sticky rice French toast”. Wow… yes, its really a fusion of western and Thai, but it worked—delicious. The barista made coffee here is amazing. I really enjoyed the Coconut Long Black iced coffee. After my morning breakfast and time at the pool… it was time to go get some sexy massage time. This time, I booked at History of Massage. History of Massage was really close to my hotel, so I decided to take the BTS Skytrain directly from my hotel (BTS Phloen Chit) there. History is located very close walking distance from BTS National Stadium station. I wanted to buy a stored value Rabbit card to be able to access public transit easily. I tried to buy my Rabbit card at Phloen Chit BTS station, but apparently, I have a newer US Passport, that has more modern technology than older versions. Not all BTS stations can actually read these passports I was told. They nicely checked, and the National Stadium BTS station did have the special readers, so I bought a regular ticket, and went to National Stadium station, and I bought a Rabbit card and added 600 THB to the card so I would be able to use it a lot. You have to make sure you bring your physical passport in order to buy the Rabbit card. (thanks to this forum, I saw a member share that tidbit). I walked in the super hot March sun from National Stadium BTS to History of Massages which is just about 10 minutes walk from the station. It is located in an upscale retail and dining complex called Stadium One (there is a nice gym, coffee shops and restaurants here as well). History of Massages is on the second floor of Stadium One. I walked into the shop, and there was no one at the front desk. Just a small clipboard on the desk with the massage request form on it with my name and time written in. I booked my massage at the very moment that the schedule opened for him—about 10 days beforehand. They required a full prepayment via card, and I prepaid the 1790 THB in advance for the 90 minute massage—arguably on the expensive side for BKK gay massage. I sat down, and within a few moments, a receptionist greeted me and provide me with a cold towel, and some cold tea. I was then greeted by Sunji. Wow… he is stunning. They do not show his face on their website, but he is very model-handsome. He is also older than most massage therapists—I would say he is in his late 20s to early 30s. Sunji walked me to the massage room. This place is very clean, and very posh. The massage room was basic… but tastefully modern. There is only a shower in the room, no toilet. In fact, the toilet is outside of the shop in the Stadium One complex. Sunji speaks English, and discussed with me what kind of pressure I would like and if I had any requests. I told him that I had a massage yesterday, and I was pretty worked over—I would prefer a softer massage that was more sensual. He smiled and we started… he asked me to take a shower, and then lie on the table. He excused himself and returned. They use a very light sheet covering at History. Sunji first used the sheer sheet to pat me down and dry me further from the shower. I picked the hot oil aromatherapy massage, and Sunji complied with my request for soft and sensual. It was super great. I could tell Sunji had massage skills, but this was more sensual than massage. He often would caress his hands between my ass and balls, softly flicking places he knew would be sensual to me. After the first 45 minutes of our 90 minute session, he turned me around and started on my front—very sensually massaging my arms, chest, and legs. I then asked him about extra services… I didn’t wait for him. He then explained that he had two options: 1. He would be shirtless and do a HJ—for 2000 THB or 2. He would be fully naked and do a B2B massage with HE for 4000 THB. I picked option 1. Actually option 1, was far more than I expected. I told Sunji that I knew he was one of BKKs most famous and hottest muscle massage therapists, and that I booked him weeks in advance. And that I loved to worship beautiful muscle men. I asked if I could worship his flexing muscles and this really revved him up. Sunji stripped out of all of his clothes, and was immediately hard when I was worshipping his flexing body. I cannot tell you how hot and beautiful this man is. Completely smooth, no tattoos, and pure muscle. He jumped up on to the table and straddled me while he was flexing, and playing with my cock. He poured some of the hot oil onto his chest and I rubbed it all over him. Periodically, he would bend over and kiss me. He gave me a very hot HJ happy ending. He then toweled me off, and continued the massage by giving me a great sensual neck and head massage. He asked me to take a shower, and he excused himself. Afterwards I provided him the 2000 THB tip and he hugged me and then took me to the lobby and offered me tea and cookies. I left there very happy. I would definitely go back to History and have Sunji or some of the other beautiful men there service me. I would rate it 9/10. After my visit to History, I went back to the hotel to wait for SB to arrive from the Airport. He texted me when he arrived and it took about 2.5 hours for him to clear customs, get his luggage and Grab it from the BKK airport to the hotel on a Wednesday afternoon at 4PM. After he came upstairs, we both showered together in the huge multi-person sized shower at the hotel, and then proceeded to have a fantastic sex session. SB is a mid-thirties, super muscular gay Indo man. He is short, but his body is a work of art. He has an amazing ass and a relatively perfect sized cock for me. I met him in Singapore in 2018 after hiring him for a one hour sesh via Rentmen. Since then we have had a loose Sugar daddy/baby relationship where we travel together on these types of trips. SB knows BKK well, as he also goes to BKK for White Party, Songkran and all of the gay circuit party stuff. We had a great evening—he took me Dusit Central Park Mall in Silom, via BTS Sala Daeng. We enjoyed dinner at Kub Kao Kub Pla. During dinner, we sat next to famous gay Thai social media personality, Charlie Withayachamnankul (@Charliebralie on IG), which was fun to listen to him chatter on with his gaggle of faghags he had with him. After that… SB wanted to walk me through Patpong market and the gay areas of Silom. We decided on not visiting any of the bars or shows, and headed back to our hotel. A pretty great day. More to come in part 3.

Hi everyone! Two weeks ago I got back home from a very nice trip to Dubai (before the war started) and Thailand and I want to share my experiences with you. I will write a separate trip report for my time in Thailand. This one only covers the 5 days I spent in Dubai. It was my first time in Dubai and it had never been too interesting to me to actually visit, but for this trip I just wanted to explore a new destination for a few days and Dubai seemed to be the right choice. I arrived on a Sunday morning and took the metro to my hotel. I specifically picked a hotel close to a metro station as that usually gives you quite some budget friendly and quick transportation options without having to use taxis/grab/bolt/etc. all the time. I did a bit of sightseeing and of course also had a look at Grindr and Romeo. Using a VPN, it was no problem to access the apps. I was surprised about the amount of guys using face pics. There were lots of Filipino and Indian guys, a few Arabs, and a few Africans. I had not specifically planned to hook up in Dubai but one guy from Senegal had gotten my attention, and I couldn't say no to that African twinkish jock, who was in his mid twenties. We chatted for a bit and I asked to meet him the next evening. I was really nervous how things are at hotels in Dubai. The elevator/stairs of my hotel were opposite of the reception and there was always a security guy present. Mister Senegal asked for my room number and name, in case he needs to register, but I wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to share that so I didn't and suggested to meet in front of the hotel. About 20min before our date I went outside of the hotel for a cigarette and waited next to a couple of other guys just sitting and smoking. He arrived on time and looked very handsome. We chatted a little and I used my very rusty French (language) skills. The profile pics definitely didn't lie and he was indeed a French speaker so Senegal could definitely be his country of origin. I felt a little anxious when we walked towards the hotel entrance, just totally unaware if anyone would stop or question us. No one did, we quickly got in the elevator and went to my room. He wasn't particularly shy and we had a pleasant time together. He certainly tasted good 😋. I didn't have much local currency on me, so I had offered him 50 Euros when we were chatting before, which he was happy about. He told me it was only his second month in Dubai and that he was looking for a job in a hotel. Once we were finished he left and I was very satisfied. I arranged a second date with him for my last night in Dubai. Same procedure with meeting in front of the hotel. This time I wasn't that anxious, considering how easy it was the first time. This time, the security guy interfered though, when we wanted to get into the elevator and asked if he was registered as a visitor. Pure awkwardness on my side in that moment but Mr. Senegal didn't seem to bother and just quickly showed his ID at the reception who typed in something on her computer and in about 1 minute we were good to go. It was pretty obvious what was happening, but the hotel staff stayed discreet and I might have even noticed a little smile from the muscular Arab security guy. I wouldn't have said no to him either... I still had a bit of a bad feeling if the visitor registration would cause any issues when checking out from the hotel. Anyway, we went up to my room and I enjoyed the time together with Mister Senegal once more. It was equally fun as the first time and once we were done and he had left, I started to prepare my luggage for the departure the next day. At checkout, there was no mentioning of my visitor or any extra charge, so I was relieved and glad that I took the opportunity to add Senegal on my list of nationalities I had sex with. My flight left Dubai on February 26 around 6pm towards Kuwait, where I had a connection to Bangkok. Considering the tension between the US, Israel and Iran the weeks prior, I was glad that my stay in Dubai was unaffected. Only short after my arrival in Thailand did I realize how lucky I actually was to still get out of the Gulf region just in time, when I read about the start of the war the next day. My next trip report will come soon and focus on the fabulous time I had in Jomtien and Bangkok. Cheers, Tom

Night 1.75: The Nightcap I felt really good. It was 1:30 AM, and any travel-related fatigue was long gone. I was over the hump. The time difference between home and here meant it was the middle of the afternoon in California. And there’s nothing like coming out of the afterglow of a good orgasm. Mission accomplished, I would say—especially considering that this was just a side trip within a larger Europe trip. I was fully aware of how late it was, though. I had scoured trip reports and tips from this site and elsewhere online and was under the impression that the prime hours for boy hunting were 4 PM to 8 PM. On my way back from the lockers, I didn’t see much traffic, unlike an hour earlier. There were some clients and boys roaming around, but nothing really caught my eye. Plopping myself back down at the bar, I had to call for the bartender—who was in the back room, probably sleeping—for service. There was no one else in the bar area, nor in the pool or the nearby table-and-chair setup. Oh well, I thought. This was a good start to my discovery of this sauna. As I downed my water and looked at my phone—debating whether to leave or go to the middle floor to see if any boys were still around—an angel suddenly appeared to save me from leaving. He was tall, lean-muscular, with a healthy treasure trail from his belly button that disappeared into his low-slung towel. He seemed younger, maybe early 20s. He looked like a lighter-skinned Arab—someone who would fit in any sauna in Brazil, though perhaps a bit fairer than most. He came up to me right away and offered his hand. “Hello, how are you?” he said in Spanish. I told him I was good. He pulled up a chair next to me and sat down, probably so he wouldn’t tower over me. I asked what he was still doing there so late. He said he had arrived late and that there weren’t many clients when he got there. He mentioned that he had seen me talking to the man-guide earlier and decided to stick around. He then asked whether I was more comfortable speaking in English or Spanish. I asked him the same, and he said he preferred Spanish but could try English. We stuck with Spanish. I asked where he was from, and he said Morocco. I asked if there were many Moroccans working there. He said he knew of at least two others but hadn’t been there long enough to know more. I found the idea of a Moroccan working in a sauna interesting—even if Morocco is geographically close to Spain—and wondered about his status, whether he could work legally, and how long he could stay in Europe. I had asked Pedro the same question earlier, and he said he traveled regularly to Switzerland and the U.K. to reset his EU stay clock. But first things first—I’m a gentleman, so I offered him a drink. He chose a Red Bull, just like the man-guide before him—probably the drink of choice before every encounter. He offered a toast, and I clinked my water glass against his Red Bull. “Salud!” he said with a smile, then downed it. I told him I had just had sex and needed a moment to feel “alive” again. He laughed and said he knew—he had spoken with the man-guide upstairs. Then he took my hand and placed it in front of his groin. I gave it a squeeze. He glanced around to see if anyone was watching. The place was deserted, and the bartender had retreated back to his post. He opened his towel to show me what he had. It was a good size, soft, resting naturally on his balls. I gave it another squeeze, this time without the towel. He started to come alive. So did I. I pulled back. “Do you kiss?” I asked. He said yes. Again, he looked around, covered himself again with his towel, then leaned in. It wasn’t a deep kiss, but he did open his mouth. He pulled back and smiled—very handsome. Not everyone kisses like Brazilians I guess, who use their tongue like it was panning for gold in your throat, but I figured he might do better in a more private setting. We talked more—about Barcelona, Morocco, my trip to Casablanca in the past, and his hometown near Marrakech. I asked why he worked here. He said he was saving for school and to help his family. A familiar story. At that point, no one else had come into the bar. No one else to choose from. And he was very attractive, sexy, and sweet enough to make another round worthwhile. I reached under his towel again, tugging lightly. He responded. At least he could get hard with my touch—promising. I continued until he was fully hard. I pulled the towel aside and saw that he was indeed well-endowed—long, straight, and inviting. A few more strokes, and he said, “I can come for you.” I've done enough research to I know the commonly understood pricing structure: 50 euros for 30 minutes, 100 if the guy finishes. I considered asking him to confirm but decided not to. I’d see how it played out. “Vamos,” I said. He stood, adjusted himself, grabbed condoms and lube, and led me upstairs to a cabin. Once inside, he dropped his towel and removed mine. He started by kissing me—more assertive this time. Still not Brazilian-level, but good. He had to crouch slightly to meet me. “Do you take PrEP?” he asked. I said yes and asked him the same. He nodded. That settled things. I guess bareback is in the menu tonight as it was earlier. He stayed hard the entire time—probably thanks to youth. He was fairly passionate and finished as promised. I was satisfied—more so than the guy before. Afterward, heading to the showers, I saw only three other people in the place. I couldn’t tell if they were clients or workers. We both returned to the lockers. It was nearly 2:30 AM, so I changed to my street clothes since I don't think I'll be going for round 3. I took out two 50-euro bills from my wallet. He was waiting in the bathroom near reception. I handed him the money, making sure he saw that it was 100 euros. He took it, gave me a hug and a goodbye kiss, and said he hoped to see me again. I said the same and told him I had a good time. I handed my locker key to the receptionist and paid for my drinks. Outside, it was colder than earlier. Walking back to the hotel, I realized how hungry I was—I hadn’t eaten in about 11 hours since my layover in Frankfurt. Fortunately, several mercados and kebab shops were still open. I chose a kebab place just two minutes from the sauna. A handsome young man—maybe Arabic or Indian—was behind the counter. I ordered a beef shawarma for 5 euros. As he prepared it, he asked if I wanted everything on it, pointing to the ingredients. While adding them, he looked at me and said, “China?” I laughed—I’m used to that. In Brazil, they would say “Japa.” I said, “Sure!” and laughed. He laughed too. No reason to correct him. He was very handsome. I wondered if he knew about the rent-boy sauna nearby—he might earn a lot more slinging his meat at clients than slinging some shawarma meat on flatbread. After paying with Apple Pay, I headed back to the hotel. I finished the shawarma even before arriving at the hotel - I was that hungry - and tossed the wrapper in a bin near the elevators. In my room, I took off my clothes, turned off the lights, and went straight to bed. I fell asleep almost immediately—the weight of transcontinental travel, combined with the night’s activities, was enough to knock me out until morning. Next: Barcelona—and the sauna—on a Saturday.

continued…Installment 16 A: Had a quiet, leisurely morning checking messages and reading forum posts. Went downstairs to the coffee shop for a latte and pastry. Didn’t want to eat too much and planning to skip lunch altogether. Meeting several forum members for dinner at G’s. Looking forward to good company and food. Decided to head over to Silom mid-afternoon. Planned to get a massage. Recalled reading a post about an older H-type shop off Surawong called Magic Touch. Thought I would check it out. Turned out to be a big mistake. Locating the shop was a bit of a challenge. There is a narrow street between 56 Surawong and Le Meridien that appears to be a dead end leading to The Rose. When you get to The Rose, the street sort of zig zags around and continues on past a number of shops which all appear to do laundry. Approximately 75 meters from the Rose is a very short alley to the left that is very non-descriptive with four or five small shops, one of which happens to be Magic Touch. Google maps was helpful up until the alley. The shop should have better marketing from the street into the alley. Initially I walked past the alley entrance a good 25 meters where it was mostly residential, so turned around and finally was able to determine exact location. Shop is older. Ground floor contains a very small reception area. Decor is very dated, and the place was hot, smelled musty, and didn’t appear to be the cleanest establishment. Only one person was working, so no options regarding therapists. No idea how many people they may have on staff. Of course, this was around 3:30pm in the afternoon, so I wasn’t expecting many employees, but certainly more than one. He was not my type at all…older gentleman, late 30’s or possibly early 40’s, certainly not twink material, definitely on the chubby side…zero attraction whatsoever. Provided me with a glass of water, turned on A/C unit, showed me a price list. At this point I should have politely declined and just left, but I went ahead and agreed to a 60 minute oil massage. Foot massage wasn’t an option, otherwise I might have chosen that. Keep in mind there is nobody else in this shop…just the ‘therapist’ and myself. Paid THB 600 and he proceeded to take me up to the very top floor…four flights of very narrow steps that were not so bad going up, but coming down felt extremely unsafe. Thought it strange we had to go all the way up when each floor had two massage rooms. One room was larger with an ensuite shower, small sink, and urinal. No toilet. Second room was smaller and there was no ensuite, but a shower nearby off the hallway and a toilet. I was in the large room with the ensuite. Massage table was typical wood frame with thin padding, face cradle, with towel correctly placed. Often the towel will cover the face cradle in many of these shops. Therapist gave me an old towel that honestly felt like it was made of sandpaper. Shower was obviously very old, could have definitely used a bottle of Clorox, body wash was almost empty, water was lukewarm at best and just a trickle. No way to adjust pressure or temperature. Just on/off. Hesitated even getting on the massage table as I questioned in my mind just how clean the cover was. Looked very old and stained. After taking a quick shower and finally getting on the table, therapist came back into the room. Started with the sandpaper towel covering me and some dry presses. Oh, I should mention that when he came into the room, I could tell from the sound that he had removed his clothing and tossed them off to the side. Without him even touching me, it was rather obvious where this could lead. Massage skills were basically non-existent. Probably one of my worst experiences in Thailand. The entire time I was laying on the table I just wanted it to end. Just a miserable experience overall. Absolutely no chemistry whatsoever, so no desire for any ‘special services’. It couldn’t end soon enough, and I couldn’t wait to get out of there. Tip was never mentioned, so no idea if there was a mandatory amount or not, and certainly no extra services were provided. I was just so anxious to get out of there I gave him THB 500. Not only was the massage itself terrible, but I walked out feeling dirty…actually dirty…like I wanted to go all the way back to Asoke then and there to take a nice, long and hot shower at the condo. Of all my various escapades, I would never return nor would I recommend this shop. The only other shop I would not return to is Phoenix, which I visited in October. While the masseur was ok, it was difficult to find, not as convenient to Saphan Kwai BTS, and in general a sleazy environment. Walked back out to Surawong, turned right walking in front of Le Meridien to the pedestrian crossing just beyond the hotel, crossed over and was walking back toward Patpong past Avarin and Green massage shops. Been to Avarin on my last trip, so knew there was some possibility of fun there, but nobody that really struck my fancy sitting outside. Shop also appeared to be rather busy with many foot massage customers. Stopped to check out the outdoor menu at Green as there were four very cute twinks sitting outside. The experience at Magic Touch was so terrible, I was thinking I needed something of redeeming value. lol. Besides, I wasn’t meeting forum members for dinner until 8pm and it was just a little before 5pm. Plenty of time to erase the bad experience from my memory with a fresh, young twink at Green. Female barker was trying to interest me in manicure/pedicure at first, then a foot massage. This shop was busy, too, with many foot massage customers. I pointed to Aromatic massage on the menu board, but stated clearly I get to pick the therapist…not her. I choose. I had my eye on one of the four guys in particular. She agreed to let me choose, so I agreed to 90 minute aromatic massage. Paid THB 850 for 90 minutes, then therapist had me remove shoes and socks, put on slippers, and escorted me up to the second floor. Shop has many rooms, all of similar size. Just enough room for a massage table but no ensuite facilities. Communal toilet on first floor. Two communal showers on each floor. Do not recall if there was another floor above us, but rooms were numbered and last room on my floor was #18, so at least that many massage rooms available. No mention at reception desk of deluxe rooms, so not sure if these exist in this shop, but have my doubts. Therapist had me undress, put on a robe that was 5 sizes too small for this oversized farang, and escorted me to the shower. Provided me with a nice fresh (and soft) towel, then waited outside the door while I showered. Excellent water pressure and plenty of hot water, which was also adjustable. Full bottle of body wash, which I generously applied trying to feel clean after the dirty feeling I had leaving Magic Touch. Therapist escorted me back to the room and had me lay on the table. He used the towel to cover me and started with some dry presses. It was obvious from the beginning that he had received some training somewhere and had some idea about giving a proper massage. After the first 15 minutes he removed the towel and started just lightly rubbing his hands over my body. Almost felt like someone running a feather duster across me. Very sensual. He started to apply some oil beginning with my feet and worked his way up to my knees. Gradually worked his way up above the knees to my glutes. As he did so, his hands would definitely touch certain areas that, let’s just say got a rise out of me. lol. I guess I was getting a little vocal when he was playing with my ass so he knew it was something enjoyable for me, which seemed to turn him on as well. By this time he had positioned himself in a way that I could play with his very nice and growing endowment. Special service was never mentioned, nor was a tip. To be honest, I think he was as turned on and horny as I was, and before long he was naked and on top of me. All of this happened within the first 30 minutes in the massage room. Definitely provided that redeeming factor I was looking for! After doing the wild thing, he continued with the massage since there was still at least 45 minutes left. And, for those curious, yes…we exchanged Line information. However, before exchanging the info, he mentioned that he knew me. This statement somewhat surprised me, because if I had seen him before I would certainly have remembered. Turns out that prior to working at Green, he worked at Paradise. He saw me there in October when I would go to visit my Paradise guy. lol. As a result, he kind of already knew what I might be looking for when I stopped at Green! The concern now is will he report back to Paradise guy that he has seen me at Green! Could be…word does travel fast…had a text message from Paradise guy letting me know he was taking time off on Sunday to come visit me. Caught once again…him and that sixth sense. Or else he has spies everywhere. Green guy is off on Wednesdays, so definitely want to see him again. Green is a nice shop, and I would return even if no special services were offered. That will depend entirely on the therapist and what they will or won’t do, but negotiated in private. The shop will tell you they are strictly legitimate. I think the advantage I had here was because the therapist, unbeknownst to me, had seen me at Paradise and they probably talk to each other about customer likes/dislikes. And even though it was never discussed, I did tip him THB 2000 as it was definitely that good. Worth every last Baht and then some!

Yeah, that happens a lot, in my experience. My regular Pattaya guy worked at Eros but knew just about all the guys working in the bars in Sunee Plaza. After I'd off him, he would often suggest we go to one of the bars and have a drink with his mate. My regular 'friend' in Bangkok, who worked at Golden Cock, knew every guy who worked at the other 2 bars - Super A and Nature Boy. He knew their business and even what they did in bed. (He even warned me about one of the guys who had just tested positive for HIV). Now my friend can best be described as a power top, who fucked me every afternoon into submission. At the end of the season we were both totally spent, and for him, that was enough sex for the day. But he knew I needed a guy for another round in the evening, and often introduced me to his friends. He knew exactly the type of guy I like - handsome, friendly, slim, masculine.....and a big cock! One evening we were sitting in Golden Cock when he suggested I might like his friend from Laos. 'Nice guy with big, big cock for you! He can come here tomorrow night and you can meet him first and play with his cock.' Who am I to refuse? So he turned up right on time, sat down next to me, unzipped his fly and whipped out a monster. My friend had obviously coached him on what to do. Back in the room, he performed magnificently. Guys with big cocks seem to know that they need to take things slowly, so although I was apprehensive at first, he managed to get it without causing too much pain, and then off he went. He lacked the stamina of my friend, but that was probably a blessing! Also, whenever I offed someone from the other 2 bars, he always knew. 'Bee say you fuck him good last night!' Of, dear! Is nothing sacred?

continued…Installment 11: Started off the week with a bang! Chaichana guy came over at 12:30pm just like last Monday. He even sent an occasional text during the week checking in. Paradise guy was needing some attention, so agreed to meet him at the shop for a session and then we went to dinner. Didn’t do the usual two hour session, though…only 90 minutes. Chaichana guy stayed way longer than I expected. He was meeting a friend early evening, but was in the mood for some serious cuddle time. He is far more romantic now that we have been together several times. Had a text exchange with the cutie at Rainbow Dragon wanting to know when we can get together. We set something up for later in the week before he goes to work at the club. Cam also sent a message, so we agreed to an overnight on Tuesday. He was doing his morning exercise routine and sent me a photo. Need to keep some type of scorecard in order to keep track of them all. lol. Chaichana guy was curious about my sleeping habits. Wasn’t quite sure what all the questions were for, but assumed it was leading somewhere. He finally said he wanted to know what time I normally went to sleep because he could come over when the shop closed at midnight and spend the night with me, then we could go have breakfast together in the morning before he would return to work at 11am. He is adorable, so I just might take him up on that offer. I seem to be forming this small group of regular guys and am enjoying the attention. However, trying to make time for them all on a regular basis is not only going to be exhausting, but also reduce the amount of time I have to visit the various massage shops I missed on my last visit. Already thinking a return trip later in 2026 might be a necessity. I must be operating on the @vinapu calendar. lol.

continued…Installment 10: Decided I would venture over to Phaya Thai today and check out Ganymede Spa. Was going to make a full day of it, planning to go late afternoon to Ganymede followed by an early dinner at G’s. Have yet to eat here, and wanted to get to Soi 4 early enough so I could get an outside table and do some serious people watching. After that, I thought I might pop back into Banana Club and see if the cute number guy I saw on Friday evening was working tonight. I wasn’t sure if Sunday would be a slow night, or it would be just as busy as Friday was, but I didn’t want to take a chance so planned well in advance. As an interesting side note, Paradise guy has this uncanny ability to contact me when I am on another adventure. I was on BTS when he sent a text asking me what I was doing. I was not that surprised, considered we had neither one texted on Saturday. I expected to hear form him sometime on Sunday. He just always seems to catch me in the act of misbehaving. lol. I was a little unsure about the location of Ganymede. When using Google maps street view, it showed a single story run down shack that was painted pink with a metal roof in what looked like a dead-end alley. Not exactly the most prime location. @macaroni21 described it perfectly with the perfect photo as well. It was easy to get to taking Exit 2 at Phaya Thai BTS, walk around 100 meters (just past Thailand Department of Livestock Development building, turn left onto a private driveway for Pathum Wan Resort. Shops line both sides of the private driveway. Ganymede will be approximately 100 meters down on the left just before the resort. There is a overhead sign clearly marking the shop. Based upon previous posts, I was expecting to enter and immediately find a flight of stairs up to the next level, with a place to leave shoes before heading upstairs. They have either moved since those posts or done some major remodeling. You walk into a reception area with sofa, receptionist desk, cold water station, and place to exchange shoes for slippers…all on ground level. There is a fringe type divider and on the other side of that divider is an area where available guys are hanging out. While you can make a reservation and request a specific therapist if you know their name, in general this is a walk-in shop. It is a small shop with three upper floors, two massage rooms per floor plus a communal bathroom on each floor. There were three therapists for me to choose from. I would classify all three as twinks. They offer Aroma and Milk Bath massage. Aroma is oil, and Milk Bath isn’t actually a bath, but a milk based cream. Options are 60, 90 and 120 minutes. They have a section on the menu called Special Services, and Body to Body is specifically listed here. I opted for this one. Pretty sure the Aroma or Milk Bath would get you the same end result since this is an H-type or #4 shop, but I didn’t want to leave anything to chance and wanted the guaranteed action of B2B. I selected Ben, who it turns out is actually Thai. THB 1400 for 120 minutes B2B plus guaranteed THB 2000 tip for therapist. I apologize, but don’t recall the price for 60 and 90 minutes, but would be less than 1400. The restroom on each floor consists of two sinks with ample counter space, two toilets in private stalls, and two showers. Ben took me one floor up and showed me the restroom, then took me to the second massage room. The room was quite large and contained a decent size massage table, small stand with a lamp for atmosphere, small table for supplies, and wall mount rack for clothes complete with hangers and robe. For being an older, long time establishment, I was actually impressed with the facility. Ben asked me to shower while he went for supplies, then joined me in the restroom but in the second shower. I wasn’t expecting much in the way of massage, but he was actually quite good and thorough with coverage and used a variety of strokes. Dry thumb presses were almost too painful and I had to ask him to ease up just a little. Oh, and he was naked from the get-go, so no pretense about where this was going to ultimately lead. Let me just say that Ben was very well endowed. I mean to say he was hung like a horse, or perhaps I should say like a Thai elephant! I am surprised I was able to walk to the BTS station after he was finished with me. He had quite the surprise hiding in that pair of pants. He identifies as gay and was quite the kisser, too. That always gets my engines revved up. Their website is not current and doesn’t appear to be updated in quite some time, nor do they have much of any other online presence. Would certainly go back to this shop, and yes, we did exchange contact information and I hope to see him again. Photos online of therapists on not current. Probably none of those guys have worked at this shop in quite some time. If you want to request someone specific, ask them via Line to send you photos of who will be available at a certain time. Made my way back to Phaya Thai BTS. For a Sunday afternoon, BTS was packed both directions to and from Ganymede. It was almost as bad as rush hour during the working week. I was not expecting that. Transferred train lines and headed to Saladaeng BTS. A little too early for dinner just yet, so walked around Silom Complex, grabbed an iced latte at Starbucks, and did some people watching. I also think I spotted the area @Durian had mentioned as being very cruisy near escalators on 2nd and 3rd floors. Possibly discovered the guy he mentioned they picked up and invited back to their hotel room. I eventually made my way over to Soi 4 and went directly to G’s. There was only one other table occupied outside so I was able to sit on the deck and enjoy the scenery while eating dinner. I was really impressed with the food. Wow! I certainly wish I had stopped by here before now, and will definitely be going back again before I return to Denver. Only two negative things I would say about it: 1) even with a posted no smoking sign, they allowed smoking and even brought the customer an ashtray; 2) I am not a country music fan, but that is what they were playing while I was there. I could have passed on that. Kitty was sleeping under a table that had a reserved sign on it. Not sure if that meant the table was reserved for the cat, or guests coming later. lol. Soi 4 was not nearly as busy or active as it had been on Friday evening. It was still early, so I thought it might gradually pick up. It was interesting to observe people in general. Straight couples curious. Husbands would grab hands of their wives for fear of being accosted. Older couples snickering and whispering about the entertainers. Families with small children. Noticed a number of Jupiter guys heading to work. From my perspective, their body language communicated arrogance as they walked down the street towards the bar. After awhile I got bored with this and it was still early for any shows, so I decided to get a food massage at Adam. Wasn’t really interested in anything else but foot massage. Just a nice relaxing hour to chill out and let the world pass me by. After that, I walked back next door to Banana Club and sat out front. I was the only one out there, so the bar boy wasn’t that busy and able to chat a little. Excellent English skills. Originally from Cambodia, but lived in Thailand since he was a little boy. He told me about the different businesses on that street. Thai Female owner of Banana Club. Owner of Unicorn stopped by to chat with her. He is American from California. Turns out he also owns Rainbow Dragon. Just returned from a trip to Philippines. Seems like quite the character. Anyway, show started at 9:30pm, so I went inside the club then. Got to see the beginning of what I missed on Friday with Cam. Last half of the show was just a repeat for me. Unlike Friday, there were fewer people milling around outside Soi 4, but inside the club were many people. I counted 26, with about one third of that being female customers. As I said in my previous post about this club, some of the number tag boys are really past their prime. The one I thought was really cute was there. I wasn’t quite sure if I was going to invite him to go with me or not. Initially I asked the waiter to give him a THB 100 tip from me. Several other customers invited a few of the number boys to sit with them for a drink. After watching him take a second spin around the stage on rotation I motioned for him to come and join me. Decision made. Now negotiating begins. Bought him a drink and we chatted a bit. Decent English. From Cambodia. Not sure what is up with me and Cambodian guys this trip. I seem to be setting a pattern. He has been here 8 months. Shares living space with three other guys. Has a large family…4 older brothers and one older sister. He is the baby in the family. Anyway, I wasn’t looking for Long Term/Overnight…just a few hours. THB 380 drink, THB 500 off fee, he wanted THB 3000, which made me laugh and wasn’t going to happen, especially since it wasn’t overnight. Offered THB 1500 as a counter and accepted. He was cute and good, so with tip I ended up giving him THB 2000 before he left to go home. Was lucky again, as he identified as gay and was a fantastic kisser. Naturally, exchanged contact information. Next time I will invite him to spend the night.

Thanks, you gave me some courage to book, so I booked ssense 2 days before. When I asked for booking on line, they sent a ranking of their masseurs. The ranking is basically how many bookings they had in feb,...wow they are just promoting who is already more famous and ditching the one not famous. I kind of didn't understand why they are doing that in the starting and just chose one masseur C from the list who is kind of in the middle of the ranking. I booked a 2 hour Aromatheraphy Perfume Lotion + Signature sport Massage 120 min for 1690฿ My day started with sleep depravation. Was awake till 2 in the night, slept for one hour and woke up to catch my flight at 6:30 in the morning from Phuket to Bangkok. Reached my hotel at around 8:40 while my booking is at 12:30, so slept for another 1 hour in between. When I was first booking the cab, it showed that that I will reach there by 12:20, but Bangkok's traffic made me reach there by 12:50. The starting was good, they reception was very cordial, they called the masseur and he took me to a different building in another alley where the massages happen. He asked me to shower and after 15 minutes of my shower I asked him to come inside. Everything was going good until here, but then he started massaging. His massaging skills were a complete dud...and all through the dreading massage the only thing I could think was, Is this the reason why they promote the ones who are already famous more? Is this the reason C who is very good looking even in person is ranking in the middle,/lower middle? I was already very sleepy, I wasn't feeling any pressure from the massage he is doing and he was doing that back massage for eternity. After I don't know how much time, he asked me to turn to front side and directly asked if I want body to body massage ( he didn't give any sort of signal till now). I said ok and he went to washroom for 5 minutes. I thought body to body massage means everything minus anal. But no, I can't kiss on his body anywhere, I can't touch his nipples because they are too sensitive(WTH). He basically started to grind for like 2-3 minutes and after that it basically went on to me giving him hand job and him giving me hand job. The experience till now has completely put me off mood, so I asked him to stop and asked him to just cuddle for 5 minutes. After 40 seconds of this cuddling, he says he will get up and bath first which he did and after that asked me to take a bath. Remember in between all this he never massaged my front side at all. I just gave him 1000 and wanted to end this disappointment. Came back to the hotel right away and started checking H type spa's to remove that afternoon disappointment. After searching, finally chose Ganymede Spa because it has body to body massage with scrub in it's menu (may be I was trying to overcome that morning body to body massage disappointment with this name). First I asked for a person whose photo I saw in a twitter review. But I was told he was not there. Then I chose from the photos provided, but even that was not confirmed. All I was told to was come and see here. I became skeptical but I took my 5th shower of the day and went to the place by 7. When I went there, the owner who talked with me was not present at that point of time and only 2 masseurs were present at that point of time(The one I chose on Line is not there). Among the two I was neutral for both and just went with the one who showed me the menu card and showed more enthusiasm. He took me to a room in first floor, and took me to showers afterwards. He also showered in the cubicle next to me and went back to the room together. After asking me to lay down he started the massage and I was jolted awake, like man that was so so much better than the afternoon one. And this was supposed to be a H Place and that afternoon one more Massage centric. He was hitting all the correct points and I was so immersed in the massage that he had to forcibly give me signals reminding that this is an H place. His massage was very good, Body to body massage was amazing and over all a great happy ending. After that I had taken my 7th shower of the day and best one of the day as he joined in with me. Overall an amazing experience. After coming back to the hotel messaged the owner back if the one who I saw in the twitter review will ever comeback. But he said he has permanently moved away. But the owner right away replied that the one I chose afterwards would be there tomorrow and would I like to book him for tomorrow. My hands which did not even give my mind to process the information typed yes. so looks like I will be going there again today.

Hey, after leaving Marrakesh, arrived in Hurghada on March 28, used a ride share app inDrive to get to Sheraton Rd. About 5 minute ride, cost 100 EGP, about $2 USD, from now on all prices in $, easier for everyone. Driver about 25, handsome, I told him I'm renting a private apartment at Sheraton Rd, that's the main road at new Hurghada, it is not at the beach but this is where locals live and streets are lively. Anyway, I smiled at him few times, he got the hint, I bluntly offered to blow him. We did in his car, he drive off the main highway to town. Cost 400 EGP, $7. I had booked a private apartment at Booking com, about 5 minute walk from Sheraton Rd McDonald's, smaller side street. Key in a locker box, no security, not even a front door to enter the stairway, nice and private, it seemed. Apartment was nice enough, $20 per night, I only booked for 1 night, although I'm planning to stay in Hurghada 2 weeks. I ran in and out of the apartment several times, bought bottle of gin, then some other stuff, maybe in and out 3 times since arrived. Never saw anyone in the building, my apartment on 4th floor. Now things get interesting. Sat next to a local guy at Sheraton Rd bench, there are several benches, from McDonald's down the street, many local guys are sitting around, sitting is free and they always ask for a cigarette. I bought a pack just to share, it's a good way to start conversation. So in about 15 minutes I spoke to a guy, handsome enough, maybe 25, I said I have a private place, we walked to my building. And then suddenly there is a stranger, just a guy, a local, asking my guest something in Arabic, loud tone, shouting almost, looking almost angry. I had no clue who this guy is, but my guest spoke to him in Arabic, and told me in English that guest is not allowed in a building. I called my host, apartment owner in WhatsApp, we had spoken earlier about building location. He told me no guest is allowed. I replied, this is my home, I rented a full apartment from him, and my guest is my friend. NO! No guest allowed. So he suggested he knows a quiet place, few minutes taxi ride, we took a taxi, not far, a construction site with no fence, no staff, it was dark by then. I blew him, guy was super hot, wanted to fuck me, I declined, but he really enjoyed to bj, so did I, 600 EGP, $11. When I gave him the money, he was protesting, saying this is not enough even though we had agreed on this before. This is the usual song and dance in Morocco, Tunisia, Egypt. So I just ignored it and he gave up. We took a taxi back, to the center, I walked around a bit, everywhere in the center local guys make eye contact, usually offering all kinds of substances. Later on I spoke to another guy, agreed on the money and we walked to a closed shop front, he had a key, a b,j again. Very handsome guy, maybe 25. I liked it very much. Arab straight guys are fairly aggressive during bj , not shy at all and I like it, it's almost never disappointing. But what is a big disappointment is the situation with my so called private apartment. No guests. Just like ever hotel, except nowhere does it state this while you are booking the place. Contrary, booking site says 'private apartment with a private entrance'. So I'm writing this next morning, I'm checking out, looking at other places in the neighborhood. The whole point of not staying in a hotel is privacy of apartment, without it there are downsides, no security, noise from the street all night. Thinking if I should fuck this host a claim a refund, not sure but seems unfair to misrepresent the booking conditions. I'll stay in Hurghada, kõik for another place, see how it goes, will update, hopefully later tonight. Btw, I am new here, but long time poster at Sawadteenetwork, nicks Whitemouse and Doubledutch, met several members from there after spending last 10 years in Pattaya, staying 6 months every winter. Tried to register at gay-thailand here, ages ago, never heard from Admin and could not post.

Part 5 of 5 (I promise no more from this trip after this one) The last day of my massage tour of Bangkok was the final day SB was going to be with me. He and I enjoyed goodbye sex at the hotel in the morning before breakfast, headed to the pool and enjoyed a nice morning together. SB left at 11AM for the airport to catch his flight back to Jakarta. I will see him again in a few months in Singapore, which is where he usually spends his time with his regulars and some RentMen clients. I had a leisurely afternoon, and then I headed toward the riverside for a stroll and to check out Asiatique. It was a fun diversion, and being that it was Saturday, there were a lot of local Thai families here. Very very few foreign tourists that I saw. Because it was late March during the hottest time of the day, I mostly roamed the “Warehouses” of shops and restaurants. I visited the Jurassic Park attraction, and the Mystery Mansion dark ride (AC thank you) and the Tall Ship. All were fun places to visit. After that, I walked from Asiatique to TCS Charoenkrung, which is only a few blocks away. I had booked my final gay massage with Ruj, a very in-demand therapist again—suggested by members of this forum. I booked Ruj about 3 weeks in advance. They did not require any deposit in advance. I found TCS on Soi 80 Charoen Krung. Its right on the corner of the main road that goes to Asiatique. TCS is in a large multistory green and red commercial building and it is not well marked. There is a small sign only in Thai above the main door. It seems as if TCS may occupy most of this multistory building. The lobby is huge and there is a reception desk inside. They greeted me, they were expecting me and requested me to pay in cash the 1690 THB fee, which I paid in cash. They offered me tea and a cold towel and I waited for Ruj. I saw no other customers the entire time I was at TCS on this Saturday at 3:45PM. I was early, by about 15 minutes, and Ruj greeted me well before my appointment. Ruj took me to the elevator and while going up in the elevator, he showed me his phone with the translator app… indicating that he did not speak any English. I knew from @GoldMember that this was the case, and by now… know many of the therapists don’t speak English, I have a lot of saved phrases on my Google translate that are easy for me to tap. (“Thank you—no problem, we can use the translator app”, “You are a beautiful man, I cannot wait for you to touch me”, “Please use medium pressure, and especially on my glutes”, “I would love to be able to touch and worship your physique, and I would love for a full body2body massage please”). After taking me up to the room, I was wowed on how different this room was from the others I visited that week. This was a very large hotel room style room. Instead of a bed, it had the massage table, There was a separate dressing area with a large tiled shower, a separate toilet, and an open closet with a robe. The weird thing was that there was a large plate glass window that separated the bathroom area to the main massage room. In the massage room, there was a lovely seating area with two club chairs and side table beside a window, the curtains were drawn to keep it cool and dark. I was asked to take a shower, and Ruj left to get supplies. After that, I jumped onto the table, which had a face hole and pad, and pulled over the towel over my lower body. Ruj came back with a rolling cart filled with the supplies. The massage started and again, this was a basic, “mid” massage. Not at all great. Not even satisfactory. But, again, don’t come here for a great massage… it was all about Ruj. About 1 hour of lame massaging, Ruj asked me to flip over, and immediately was into the sensual. I never said anything and neither did he… it just happened. Similar to other situations, he pulled up his shirt and pulled down his pants to flash me his abs and his sexy briefs, looked for me to smile and he smiled back. After that—no language was needed. Ruj knew that I loved his lean muscled physique, and started to pose and flex for me… he pulled his sexy briefs down to display his cock… got it hard, and let me play with it while he bent over and gave me oral. He got up on the table and straddled me naked and flipped into a 69 position on top of me letting each of us suck each other. I motioned if he could add some oil to this equation, and he instinctively knew what to do and what I wanted. We then had a great B2B experience, he fucked my oiled up thighs, kissing and caressing me all over. As a muscle-lover, I did the same to him and asked him if I could flip over and lie on top of him. We did this and made out. I came first and then he asked if he could come on my face… which I happily obliged. After that—we both took a shower together in the extra-large shower. He towelled me off, and we dressed. He left and I waited in one of the chairs in the room and he came back and served me tea and cookies while he watched me. I used google translate to chat a bit about him and his life, he asked me a lot about where I was from (I am from California, so he asked me about the wildfires in January of 2025, wanted to know more about the Thai community in Los Angeles and the local Thai Town neighborhood, etc.). He was adorable and super sexy. I gave him a 3000 THB tip, even though this was never discussed. I have to admit… the less transactional type of “extras” was more pleasant than the pausing after the flip over, having them discuss it with you, give you a menu with prices, and then deciding. I knew what to expect because of other members on this forum gave a similar experience… but I really liked the way this worked with Ruj. It felt more organic and natural. Its probably because when there is a language issue—they feel more comfortable just going with the flow and using eye contact, and signals to get the go-ahead or not. I would give TCS Spa a 10 for the facilities—clean, comfortable, luxurious, and spacious. I would give Ruj a 10 for his body, physique, demanor, style, and sexual services. Overall 7/10 for the experience (basically lower marks for the actual massage, all points for Ruj and the facility). I loved TCS Spa, and Ill definitely go here again, and see Ruj again. I headed back to my hotel a very happy first time gay massage explorer in Bangkok for a great week. I am planning my next visit for September… and now will have a plan to do more, see some of the same men, visit new spas, etc. I love the concept of these massage places—I love to shop for my therapist in advance, show up, and get mostly what I expect. Next time I may try some of the other places that are the walk-in and select places (like Senso, Arena, Prince, etc.). I also may want to do the places that have the big bathtub where the therapist bathes you (TCS does this). It was really fun, and enjoyable. I traveled back to the US west coast the next day. I woke up an early morning notification from my airline letting me know that my flight was going to be delayed that evening by almost 2 hours. That would cut my connection time to my onward longhaul flight to only 35 minutes. So, I called my travel agent and they couldn’t help me get on an earlier flight to HKG since the airline would not allow me to downgrade from Business class to economy class on the short connecting flight to HKG. So, I packed my bags and went to the airport early. I used Chat GPT to help me with my dilemma and it provided me with some specific scripts. I walked up to a very handsome Cathay representative at the business class check in, explained my issue, and he immediately got to work to help me get an earlier flight. He found business class on Thai Airways, and immediately booked me on that flight, had someone walk me over to Thai Airways, and escorted me through fast track passport control and security. I was in the Thai Royal Orchid lounge in no time (it’s a super tacky lounge by the way… sorry Thai). But, the flight to HKG was lovely, and I really like the Thai Airways service, food, and staff. I got to HKG and had 5 hours to kill. They have some great lounges, including one with private sleeping areas, which I used. I caught my flight on time, and so did my bags. I was in the US 13 hours later. I love my trip, and I cannot wait to come back to the LOS again. Thank you to this forum for making this trip fantastic. Even though I have met you, I really liked all of the help and support. I hope my trip reports were satisfactory and help others like me.

Part 3 After a nice morning of wake up sex with a lot of muscleworship scenarios including posing oil! SB and I went down to the fancy breakfast at La Marina in the Park Hyatt Bangkok. I loved the iced coconut iced long black coffee there! We decided to go visit the MBK Center to buy some replica luggage. We took the BTS to National Stadium and walked directly into the MBK Center—a fantastic mall filled with a lot of crap, and some small pockets of hidden values. They also have a really good and cheap food court. After wandering the stalls, we found what we were looking for, a luggage shop where we could whisper to the shop owner, that I wanted to buy replica Rimowa luggage from the Rimowa “molds”. After chatting up the guy and his wife, he took us to a back room to show us the ill-gotten gains I was seeking. Yep, they looked and felt just like Rimowa polycarbonate essential product line (the pricing for real Rimowa is about US$1225 for the L check in bag, $1125 for the M check in bag, and $975 for the cabin bag. I bought an entire set of all three, PLUS, I got the trunk bag which is usually $1550. All together, with the help of my Indonesian SB, who is a master negotiator, we got the entire set for 10000 THB (about US$300). Since these replicas have replica Rimowa markings on them, I was nervous about sending them back through shipping, etc. So I decided to check these bags back as checked luggage on my flight back. (in the end, there was no problem, at the airport in BKK or upon my arrival in the US). I was happy for this experience. After lunch, SB went to the Park Hyatt gym for his workout, and I got in a grab and went to the Residences Saladeang for my massage appointment. The Residences is one of the fanciest places I went. It is in a very nice office building with a security officer. You tell the officer you are there for the Residences, and he will send you to the elevator to take to the Residences. Upon entering the lobby of the Residences, you are greeted by very friendly receptionists, who checked me in and offered me cold tea and a cold towel. While waiting for my therapist, I noticed a few customers coming in and out, as this facility also has a café and a sauna available for customers and what seems to be members who can come in and out. I reserved Kigi about 10 days in advance, as he is in high-demand. I reserved a 90 minute aromatherapy hot oil massage. Kigi (pronounced “Kai-GEE”) was probably the most physically beautiful man I met in Thailand last week. As some on this forum have said, he has the face of a boy, and the body of a man. He looks like a Thai BL TV star. In his Residences uniform, which was a black polo and those really sexy wide leg pants that highlight his tight waist and ass, he greeted me and took me into the room. The room at the residences is large, but only has a shower stall, no private toilet. Kigi does not speak English except for a few words. I used the translator app to describe what I was looking for in the pressure, etc. He barely responded. I showered, and then climbed onto the table which had a face hole and a sheer sheet to cover up. Kigi came back in the room and started the massage. The massage was basic, and not great. I could tell however, that both Kigi and Sunji may have been trained on a similar technique (Sunji was a better therapist), and as I understand, the Residences and History of Massages (as well as Klover), are owned and operated by the same owner. About an hour into the massage, I was asked to flip over… but I told Kigi that I needed to use the toilet… he motioned to the shower in the room and told me to just go into the shower and pee. I guess this was okay (as there was no robe in the room to use to go to the restroom down the hall), but I felt as if it was a bit un-luxurious for such as supposed luxurious place. After showering off again, Kigi towell-dried me and then I jumped back onto the table. It was then when we moved to the extras… Kigi did not discuss extras proactively, but I did—and I told him that I was interested in exploring his muscled physique and having a great HE. He smiled and indicated he understood. No mention of tips was discussed. He took off his shirt, and WOW, he had a sleeper physique. If you saw him on the street, you wouldn’t know that this man was a competitive bodybuilder. He was incredibly beautiful. And, he loved to show off… that model-like face was beaming with smiles as he flexed and allowed me to fully worship his body. He periodically leaned down to caress and kiss me all over. He took off his pants and showed off a super sexy thong he was wearing and teased me with pulling it down. He has a nice super-sized cock for a man that looks so young… but wow. He got hard and stroked for me. Giving me a nice HJ while smiling and looking deep into my eyes speaking in Thai really got me. After I finished, he laughed with delight, and cleaned me up. He told me via the translator that we had 15 minute left on our time, and was there anything else he could massage for me. I asked for a head and neck massage. He did this rather poorly—not a great massager, but during this time, we attempted to speak in English. I learned that he has been a competitive bodybuilder for several years, worked as a full time personal trainer, and only part time (a few days a week or a few hours per day) at The Residences. I mentioned that I went to History the day before, and he smiled and explained that yes, they are the same owner. We spoke about his diet (no rice, no noodles, lots of eggs, fish, chicken, and some vegetables). I gave Kigi a 2000 THB tip which seemed to be very exciting to him. He hugged me, and then served me hot tea and cookies in the room. Overall… Kigi is an amazing specimen of man. He is not the greatest massage therapist.. but who cares? I rate Kigi a 6/10 with 100% of the rating going to his physical stature and his demeanor. If you want to have one of the most beautiful men in Thailand get naked with you—this is the place. I headed back to the hotel, and SB and I had a nice evening—we wandered over to a quiet lounge in Central Embassy for a quick bite. We went back to the hotel and SB initiated making out and sex—but I had already cum with Kigi just a few hours earlier… so I didn’t come. This made SB a bit annoyed and jealous of my visiting so many gay massage places?!? The next day I told him that I would take him to Klover with me for a massage—I had already booked in advance at Klover for myself with a popular therapist, but I messaged Klover and asked if I could add an additional booking for a body scrub and massage combo which SB said he would be interested in. I did this, and SB told me he would go “for me”, but he was nervous about it since he has never had a gay massage before (hahahaha). Anyway… more to come on how that went in my next post.

Cute young waiter at Sarica whom I remembered from my trip in January was working. Outside seating was full so forum member and I sat inside where cute waiter was stationed. Forum member agreed with me that he was cute! After dinner, we headed to Freshboys. I wanted to off Abs Guy (whom I met at Foodland supermarket last night). I did not enter Freshboys. I was at door and told waiter Abs Guy's bar number. Waiter went in and out came mamasan. "Sorry, customer take your boy. 5 minutes ago." What! "Boy inside. Customer want see show first." Mamasan then went inside bar and brought Abs Guy (who had already got changed into his T-shirt and jeans) out to speak to me directly. Abs Guy said sorry he can't go off with me tonight. We exchanged Line contacts and arrange to meet tomorrow. I said goodbye to Abs Guy and I also thanked mamasan while slipping her a 100 baht tip.

continued…Installment 24: I had no definite plans for the evening and was tired after the busy day. Debated whether I would even go out and decided to take a nap. Woke up around 7:30pm and decided I would at least walk around Supertown area and perhaps grab a bite to eat. Headed out after taking a shower. It was still early in the evening, so it appeared that things were just starting to get busy. I saw a number of straight couples exploring walking street, and way more Caucasian guys than I had seen in Bangkok. Of course, a good number of young Asian guys entertaining the Caucasian guys. The scene for me was similar to what I experienced in Soi 4 of Silom. Lots of outdoor seating at all of the venues, facing each other with walking street in the middle. Again, I was reminded of the face off staring competition we had as children. Who will blink first. Not surprised that Asian guys not attached to a farang had their noses buried in their phones. They would occasionally look up, someone might say hello or smile, then back to their TikTok, texting or game. Later in the evening there were young guys trying to persuade passers by to come inside for the show. I didn’t venture into any of the clubs. Save that for tomorrow night. Decided to check out the massage shops instead. Didn’t care for the shops on the main street (168 Relax, Beach, Bua Siam). Seemed to have more female workers than males at these three shops, and none of the males were of interest to me. Just didn’t like the overall look of the shops, either. Considered MV and Pattaya #1. May go back to one of them tomorrow, but settled on Soda as they had more guys and several that really interested me. Because I had gotten a little too much sun on the boat today, I chose a 60 minute aloe vera cream massage. Regular oil massage is THB 300 and the aloe vera cream was an extra THB 100. It is interesting to me that shops here do not offer 90 or 120 minutes sessions. Not an option at all. 60 minutes is the maximum. Rooms were basically mall cubicles large enough to hold a massage table and nothing else. No room to walk around the table. Walls did not go floor to ceiling, but had a huge gap at the top. No sound proofing whatsoever. The cubicles did have locking doors as well as a curtain. Hook on wall for hanging clothes. While they had nice calming music playing in the background, there were too many other noises for it to be a relaxing experience. Loud conversations among the guys, easily overheard other customers on either side of you trying to engage in conversation with the therapist, something that sounded like a commercial drill constantly revving up, no A/C unit in the cubicles…just an overhead fan. Communal bathroom with two shower stalls, sink and toilet in separate room. Common hallway from rooms to bathroom, so not a good experience if you are shy I would imagine. I believe there were five cubicles. Older gentleman using a walker and accompanied by an aide was in the cubicle next to me and kept shouting out for his aide. Very distracting indeed. I would classify all of the guys who work at the shop as twinks. My guy had no English skills, but we were able to manage with Google Translate on phones just fine. Btw, he was from Laos. Important fact to note later. Before starting the massage he removed his shirt. A promising sign. I wasn’t sure what to expect regarding massage, but it was actually better than I expected. The aloe vera was a good choice and very soothing on the sunburn. Started on my feet and worked his way up. Was expecting some more sensual elements when he got to the glutes, but nothing. As a result, I was thinking perhaps this was just going to be massage. When he started working on my back, he straddled my ass and I could very distinctly feel something dangling. At some point he had removed his shorts, so things were once again looking more promising. He had me flip over and from that point on there was no more massage…just play. Interesting to me is he never asked about extra or special services, nor was tip ever discussed. It seemed to me as this was considered as part of the package. He was definitely a willing participant, but had his limits. No penetration. Also important to remember for future post. Pretty sure he is straight. At the conclusion he asked if I wanted to shower and I actually declined. I was just down the street from Zing, so decided I would just shower back at the hotel…especially since he wasn’t planning on joining me in the shower. I mentioned (via translate) that we had never discussed tip and he only asked for THB 500. That seemed ridiculously low to me, so I gave him THB 1000 and he was very happy. He asked how long I was staying in Pattaya and if I would come and see him again. Provided his Line account info. lol. The therapist was just my type and provided excellent service. The shop, however, leaves much to be desired. I didn’t care for the overall environment at all. Much prefer the Bangkok shops. Took another stroll down Walking Street and decided after walking past the Mexican restaurant that I was a little hungry. It was 9:30pm, so the restaurant was very quiet…only one other customer who was visiting with the manager. Most people were at the bars by now. Food was actually very good and fairly authentic. I only had the Quesadilla, though, as I wasn’t that hungry. Several nice looking guys working here, but one in particular started two weeks ago and his English was exceptional. We chatted a bit, and since there were no other customers I invited him to join me…just for conversation. Invited him to get a drink and put it on my bill. He was very friendly…almost too flirtatious…which could give some people the wrong impression or idea. He is new and just a little too eager to please the boss and keep customers happy. Anyway, it was an enjoyable dinner with good company. I would definitely recommend and return to this restaurant. By now it was 11pm and I was exhausted from the day. I decided to head back to the hotel with no plans to stop along the way. Think that was a wise decision, because within 15 minutes of arriving in my hotel room it was like the clouds opened and there was a tremendous downpour. I seem to recall walking street is covered, so perhaps no impact to the bars from the rain. However, not all venues are protected so weather must have been a negative impact until closing time. And yes, I was just as flirtatious right back at him. Quite a bit of friendly banter went back and forth, and I really was hoping to persuade him to join me at Zing...but alas, no offing...at least not during working hours. lol.

The day after: Choices, choices I don’t think I even set an alarm to wake up today. The point of me spending these two days in Barcelona is to adjust to Europe time before my impending work trip. And since I’ve been to Barcelona a few times before, there was no need for me to go out and tour the city. These two days were only for rest and relaxation—and to me, this means spending some time checking out the lay of the land, so to speak. I look at the time—it’s about 11:30 AM. Not a bad time to wake up and still have time to have a quick bite to eat and maybe check out the gym in this hotel. I take a quick shower, notice my first hickey right away—it’s up near my right nipple, red and bruised, probably the Moroccan’s fault. I should be expecting a few of those before the weekend is done. I head off in the direction of the mall Arenas Barcelona, which has been a staple for me through the years, to find a bite to eat or get some last-minute clothes or kicks. On the way, I find a pretty crowded coffee shop (Morrow Coffee) and decide to get my bite there: I of course open up Grindr while I enjoy this latte. Some unopened messages from yesterday. I answer some and survey the current grid. Lots of hotties on display for sure. I get a ping from this random guy (cute-ish, Spaniard, says he is 25) who was pushing some gay tour around the bars of Barcelona. I didn’t need a tour of the clubs, as I have been to them many times before, but this would be useful for someone who needs to be oriented on the offerings of Barcelona nightlife. It’s a shame that the guy was selling tours and not himself. I would buy what he’s selling if that were the case. As I head back to my hotel, I give Pedro a cursory “Oi” and ask how he was. Unprompted, he tells me about his immediate plans. He tells me that he will be going to Thermas soon at 1 PM because he feels that there will be a better chance he would get clients earlier than later. This was a little bit earlier than what is common knowledge on the sites—that 4 PM–8 PM are prime boy times. As I get back to my hotel room, it is 12:45 PM. Should I head over to the sauna now, or should I check out the gym here? The buying clothes thing was just an excuse. **Decision #1: I go to the gym** Sex tourism is a marathon, not a sprint. And thus, with any physical activity, one must stretch first to last longer and to enjoy the activity better. So I opt for the gym. I told you I have stayed in this hotel before, but have not visited the gym at all, and thinking that this is a supposed gay hotel, the gym should be decent, right? Wrong. The gym was tiny. I guess that’s why they call it a “fitness center,” because this was not enough for any serious workout. Still, I had my mind set on working up a sweat, so I try my best to get it on the treadmill and push some weights and the chest machine they had. While I was working out, I got into an interesting convo on Grindr with a 35-year-old Spanish guy. He was tall (over 6 feet), with long light-brown hair, and cute. He seems eager to meet, and was conversing with me in English, so intentions were communicated fairly clearly on both sides. My fear in communicating in a foreign tongue that I have some fluency in—but am still subject to local lingo blind spots—is that things might be interpreted or communicated somewhat incorrectly, resulting in confusion upon meeting. It still beats using a translator, though, where translations can sometimes be even more confusing because Google Translate does not pick up on context well. As I finish up my workout, it is looking like this Grindr guy wants to meet. We have already exchanged photos of body parts, clear face pics, as well as us picking off the menu of gay sex options we were willing to partake in and which ones we enjoyed. There was a desire to meet on both sides. I had another decision to make: go to the sauna now, where there are apparently boys coming this early, or hook up with this Grindr guy? **Decision #2: I hook up with Grindr guy** Yes, I am potentially giving up one less orgasm, one less boy to hire from the sauna. But old habits die hard, and I quickly give him my address and room number, and a time to meet. He lived close by and was willing to travel, so I told him I would meet him in 30 minutes. I go back down to my room, tidy up the place for my gentleman caller, take a very, very thorough shower, and wait for him to let me know that he is in the lobby. I get the message from Grindr at 30 minutes, on the dot. I do love a punctual Spaniard. I head down to the lobby and see him sitting on a reception chair. He sees me and stands up. Yes, he is tall. Yes, he is photo-accurate, if a little bit tanner than what I expected. I can see the possibilities right away. And my dick responds right away to the hug he automatically gives me, followed by kisses on both cheeks. This was a proper hello for sure. What follows, of course, is only for the four walls of my hotel room to attest to. Suffice it to say that it was worth sacrificing some boy time for some local time, for sure. Anyway, after some post-coital convo about Barcelona, my next trip, and his work, he takes a quick shower and goes on his way. No more hug before leaving, which is fine. I tidy up the bed, take another very thorough shower, and am ready for the sauna. Shit, it was almost 3:30 PM, and I am going to need something to eat before the sauna. I could not eat anything big, oily, or starchy that will sit in my stomach for hours and impede my enjoyment at the sauna. After a quick search on Google Maps, I find Café Paradero, which had fairly healthy options to choose from. It was just a 5-minute walk from the hotel, so I hoofed it there to get my lunch. I got the acai bowl, which was exactly what I needed at this time. I was able to down that bowl in record time. I headed back to the hotel to brush my teeth (you can’t be too clean in these scenarios), and then was finally on my way to Thermas. It was 4:30 PM by the time I got to the reception area at Thermas. There were considerably more people on this Saturday afternoon than just hours before. Indeed, Saturday afternoon is one of the good times to go to Thermas. I changed into my towel and saw more clients as well changing and accessing their locker rooms. As I was about to head down to the bar area, I see Pedro, in his street clothes, emerging from the boy’s locker room. He sees me and heads over to give me a hug. “Coming or going?” I ask. “Going, I’m afraid. Sorry I can’t hang out today. One of my regulars really wanted me to be with him. I really wish you had told me you were coming, and I would have been able to hang out more.” “It’s okay. You have to earn money, right? I hope to see you on the next trip.” We exchange more small talk, but it was obvious he needed to leave. He gives me a final deep kiss, then goes through the door, and he’s gone. I head down to the bar area to get my first drink of the day. I think I earned it because I’ve already done a lot for the day. I see that the bar area also has way more people than before. All the chairs were occupied when I got there, but I sat down immediately when one chair became open. I ask for my usual Jack and Diet and survey the field. Looking around, I would say that there were two boys for every client on this floor. I see some clients sitting with two boys wrapped around them. I see a couple of clients who looked like they were boys, but soon were joined by an obvious boy, and I deduced they were a couple who played with boys in the sauna. I notice one client who was speaking to this boy. The boy had his back turned to me, but I could tell he was a stunner. He had well-arranged hair, broad shoulders, and blemish-free white skin. He was clearly gym-built, but not overly so, which was just perfect for me. They were speaking in another language. Perhaps Russian? I could be wrong, but both seemed to be talking as if it was their mother tongue. I catch a glimpse of the boy’s face. He seemed really young, maybe early 20s. Definitely white, so my Russian guess might be correct. Ukrainian? A possibility. I have zero radar when it comes to Slavic boys—I cannot tell them apart. I’ll need to get familiar, obviously. I was in no pressure. I had all afternoon. I kind of wanted to see what the deal was with this kid, but he was busy. Should I go upstairs to see if there were more choices to be had? Or should I wait for him to be available? Some other clients were eyeing him too. Seems like a popular boy. **Decision #3: I wait for this boy to be available** I was already within handshake distance. I could have tried to talk to him, but I waited, taking small sips of my drink. Some boys came up to me and tried to seduce me, but at this point I was only interested in one thing. I was patient and not in a hurry. After what I think was 30 minutes, the client finally left. Did he go just to pee? I didn’t hesitate. I gave the boy an “hola” and a light tap on the shoulder. He turned around. Wow—this boy is cuuuttteeeeee. He gave a little smile and met my hand for a handshake. “My name is Mike—and yours?” Well, Mike the Russian, i thought, let’s see if we can make this work. More with Mike and the rest of the boys, next.

Foodland at certain times is a great place to meet people. Typically from 7:30pm to 9:30pm before the guys at bars go to work. Also from 11:30pm to 1:30am. That's because many guys at bars end work at 1:00am and they sometimes pop by at Foodland supermarket on their way back home. If you meet them earlier than 1:00am, they are usually seated with customer who had just offed them. And so it was at about 1:05am when Handsome Guy and I were about to finish our supper when I spotted a familiar guy dash into Foodland supermarket. He works at Freshboys and is a good friend of my guy. Fair skin but lean muscular with well-defined and very hard abs. I call him Abs Guy. I got up and went into supermarket. I spotted and greeted him. He was buying packet of detergent. I offered to buy him supper and of course he said yes. After he paid for his detergent, he joined Handsome Guy at our table. They know each other of course. All Vietnam guys in the trade know each other. I have always wanted to off Abs Guy because of his hard abs but could never do so as my guy works in same bar. In fact, they stand on stage side by side next to each other every night as their numbers are in sequence. Since my guy was away (and he gave me go-ahead to off guys in his bar), I asked Abs Guy for an off tomorrow night. Yes, he said. I said I would go to his bar tomorrow. With that, we parted ways. I went back to condo with Handsome Guy, a great end to an enjoyable day.

continued…Installment 21: No texts from Banana guy, so I think he got my message loud and clear. Not sure I will see him again before my departure on April 2. Too many other fish in the sea. Decided on a quiet afternoon and didn’t schedule any activities. Met Cam at 8pm outside of Hotmale, provided him with off fee and since I have done that a few times now avoiding the need to buy us both a drink in the club I thought it would be wise to tell him give THB 200 tip to head mamasan to keep us in her good graces. lol. Decided to try Happy Beer Garden for dinner, but did not get the cashew chicken. I was in the mood for something different, so we ordered Tom Yum soup, Pad Thai w/shrimp, and deep fried chicken wings. We sat on the second floor in a room with A/C and some interesting decor on the ceiling. Artificial flowers outlined light fixtures and it almost looked like Christmas tree ornaments hanging everywhere. Food was good. Definitely a place I would go back to, but don’t think I would want to sit on the first floor as no A/C. Cam said that Sarica and Happy Beer Garden are owned by the same people. Not sure if that is true or not…forum members may be more knowledgeable about this. Too early to go back to the condo, so decided to check out another club. Went to Moonlight, since I had not been to this club on this trip just yet. Usual parade of number guys…I counted 11 guys in the rotation. 10 customers including us…mostly Asian guys, but one older Caucasian. One number boy was sitting with an older Asian customer. Eventually they would leave together. Just as I noted on my previous visit to this club, the number of employees far outnumbered the customers. Show started late and consisted mostly of the models. Got that same standoffish attitude from the models as I noticed the first time I visited this club. Headed back to the condo after the show, showered together, did the wild thing and spent the night wrapped in each other’s arms. Really enjoy the time I spend with Cam more and more. Going to be difficult leaving him behind. Slept later than usual, went for some breakfast, came back and took a swim, then went to the fitness room where he worked out and I simply admired the view. lol. Gym and exercise just not my thing, but enjoy watching him. After his workout, we said our goodbyes and he headed back home. I took a nice, long nap in the afternoon because in the evening I met Paradise guy. We went and grabbed some dinner, came back to the condo and watched a movie, did the wild thing, and he spent the night. He is not quite into the cuddling during the night like Cam is, but other wise was a nice evening once again. After we ate some breakfast he showered and headed off to work. I needed to pack a few things for a few days out of Bangkok. Friends are picking me up at noon. Won’t see any of my regulars for the next few days as am going to Pattaya in the morning with my straight friends. They have some sort of boat excursion planned on Sunday out to one of the islands near Pattaya that will include some snorkeling and BBQ. Plan on staying in Pattaya a couple of days on my own before returning to Bangkok Wednesday morning. Will be interesting to see what mischief I can find around Jomtien Complex.

continued…Installment 17: I had originally planned to see Cam on Sunday and have him spend the night. However, I had to push that to Monday evening since Paradise guy informed me he was coming over on Sunday to spend the day with me. Chaichana guy Monday afternoon, Banana guy wants to meet again…not sure when I can fit him in to my schedule (lol), Tuesday is Rainbow Dragon guy, Wednesday will definitely be Green guy, really want to connect with Ganymede guy and Senso guy again. So many men and so little time. Was definitely an adventure with Paradise guy today. After he arrived, we decided to go and check out Wang Lang Market. It’s only open during the day, and primarily food stalls. Took Bolt as he wasn’t comfortable with me riding on the motorbike that far for at least 30-45 minutes. I certainly didn’t argue with that. Picked up quite a few snack type items to munch on when we got back to the condo. Probably spent about two hours wondering around the market. Upon our return to the condo, I was about to unlock the door and he realized he must have left his phone in the Bolt. Even though I have the Bolt app on my phone, he actually placed the order/reservation on his phone, so all of the information was on the phone still in the car. He got on his motorbike and was going to try and track down the driver since it had only been a couple of minutes. While he was out on the motorbike, I explained the situation to the doorman who suggested I try calling my guys phone so the driver would at least be aware a phone was left. Believe it or not, that actually worked. I let it ring forever, and the Bolt driver finally answer the phone. The doorman explained in Thai what had happened, so he returned to the condo with the phone. I am amazed at how honest, friendly and helpful Thai people are. If that had happened in the U.S., in all likelihood the phone would have been on the black market within seconds. lol. Crisis averted. Well, I had the phone, so no way of letting Paradise guy know that as he was still out on the motorbike. Fortunately, he returned about five minutes after that so I could show him the retrieved phone. Huge sigh of relief from us both. Spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the snacks, watching some YouTube and TikTok videos, and play time, of course. Since I never know advance what he is thinking or planning, about 7:30pm he announced he couldn’t spend the night…he needed to go home and do laundry. By 8pm he was gone. I had already shifted Cam to Monday night, so thought I would just have a quiet evening at home. Sort of been burning the candle at both ends, so to speak, and thought a break might do me some good. That didn’t last long. Around 9:30pm I got a message from another forum member who said a couple of them were getting together and going to visit the new bar, Big Boys…if I was interested in joining them. Show was to begin at 10:30pm, which gave me plenty of time to get there. Said I would join them. Stopped by Rainbow Dragon while passing through Patpong 2 on my way to Big Boys just to say hello to Ben. Ran into another forum member there and chatted briefly before heading over to Patpong to meet the other guys. In addition to the two other forum members, there was one person seated to the right of our party and two different groups of female patrons for a total of 9 customers. Four number boys were on stage when I arrived…1 twink, 1 who probably should have retired a few years ago, and 2 more muscular guys. While their new sign says ‘host’ bar, I didn’t really get that vibe. Show started around 10:35pm and was actually quite good, although rather short. Female entertainers performed well and they even had a couple of male dancers (not number boys) to assist that was obviously choreographed. One male solo dancer was very handsome, muscular, and again the dance was well rehearsed and choreographed. He was not a number boy, either. We only saw him the one time. None of the entertainers actually walked among the customers when finished soliciting tips. They simply went on stage to perform and left immediately after. One of the number boys came on as a muscle guy w/cock out and he did work the crowd. By the time the show was over I think the three of us were the only customers left. Invited the twink (from Myanmar) over for a drink, but just wasn’t feeling any connection. Bought him a drink, and provide a small tip for his time, but no off. Other two forum members decided to go to Good Boy and invited me to join them. Agreed, as I do recall seeing a couple of cuties I wouldn’t mind spending some time with. As the old saying goes…hindsight is 20/20. I should have taken the Myanmar guy home from Big Boys as it would have been a sure thing. He was eager and willing. After watching the show and narrowing down my choices to four guys at Good Boy, invited one young man who really caught my eye to join us for a drink. He is actually Thai, and as it turns out he has only worked at this club four days. Very much a novice and very ‘green’. He previously worked as a dancer with some Lion Dance Troupe in Bangkok. Not sure why the change of employment. Definitely straight, never gone with a customer before, never been with another man before…you get the general idea. Possible he has been with a female behavior. Don’t know, as I did not pursue that line of questioning. However, when it comes to the go-go club and sex with men…a complete virgin, uncomfortable doing anything with another man, and very clear that he would only sit and drink with someone. He would entertain leaving with me, but only to go to another club for a drink. To be honest, it was late, I was tired, and didn’t really feel up to the challenge of someone brand new to the business. I felt awkward about the situation at this point and felt bad about putting him in an uncomfortable position so bought him a second drink. Should have just tipped him and sent him back to the line up. He is a cutie, but not sure he will last long in this business. He said it was only his 4th day and he needed time to adjust to the situation. Either you will be ok with it, or you won’t is the way I look at it. He knew going in what the club was and the expectations of customers. Hope that does not sound harsh or cruel. Just reality. Anyway, said our goodnights and I decided to head back to the condo…alone for a change. lol. Think other forum members were headed to UNESCO Foodland. Already heard from Chaichana guy this morning confirming time, and also confirmed last night with Cam about meeting time and location…not inside Hotmale…and going to dinner.

continued…Installment 14: Woke up to the sound of rain on the windows and thunder in the distance. Was a bit surprised by this. I haven’t followed the weather forecast since I have been in Bangkok, so I wasn’t expecting thunderstorms this time of year. I did come prepared, though, with umbrella and raincoat just in case. Today was all Paradise guy. He informed me yesterday afternoon that he was taking the day off and coming to spend it with me. That pretty much put the kibosh on anything else that I had in the back of my mind for the day. He slept late since he was off and headed my way around noon. Got here just before the rains started again. Turned out to be the perfect day to just stay inside, avoid the nasty weather, and have some fun at the same time. He arrived with a surprise for me. I have been looking for those small, round, white coconut pancakes. On previous trips they were easy to find, but for some reason in October and again now I have yet to see them. I had asked him once before where I might find them. He knew exactly what I was talking about when I described them, but didn’t know of any place near me that I might be able to get them. He did know of a place near his apartment, so he stopped there before coming to me and brought two containers, each containing 8 of the small pancakes. I thought that was so sweet that he remembered and got them for me. We watched a little television (YouTube mostly), played some game on his phone, and had plenty of play time in the afternoon. After doing the wild thing, it was nice to just fall asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around me and to feel his naked body against mine. We dozed off for awhile before deciding it was time to grab a bite to eat. Went to a local shop that advertises Khao Soi. I think it is a traditional Northern Thailand dish. I had it this past October when visiting Chiang Mai on the bus tour. He had never had it before, and really likes noodles a lot, so thought this would be a good dinner option. I asked him what was a traditional or regional dish from his area of Thailand, and he said Larb Nua Dib. Translation is basically raw beef larb. He pulled up a video on TikTok showing me how to make it. Walked around a small night market before heading back to the condo. Basically a repeat of the afternoon…watched a little television, more game time, sex and then sleep. He spent the night, but informed me during dinner he would need to get up early as it was his turn to go to work early and get everything set up for opening. He does that once a week and had traded with his friend. Thursday is his usual early shift, and his friend is on Friday. They swapped days so he could spend the time with me.

In Phnom Penh, I stayed at the Arthur & Paul Resort (A&P). Here too, the rule applies: you get the lowest price by booking directly with the hotel. This is in contrast to Bangkok, where, strangely enough, I often find a lower price for a hotel through a booking site like booking.com or trip.com. The new Phnom Penh airport is beautiful, by the way. A very large, beautifully shaped roof. I find the architecture very beautiful. See photo. Unfortunately, the airport is quite far from the city. It was a drive of well over 45 minutes to my hotel. It has been many years since I stayed at A&P. Before COVID. Because during COVID, they closed for a renovation period. The hotel rooms on the first floor have disappeared. There are only five rooms left on the second floor. Where there used to be hotel rooms on the first floor, there is now a locker room, a cruising area, and two beautiful massage rooms. On the ground floor, where there used to be a small massage room, there is now a new dry sauna. With a large window. When you are in the sauna, you see all the guys walking past through the cruising area. Very nicely done. There is a virtual tour video on the internet where you can see everything. See below. The hotel is well-maintained and luxurious. Highly recommended. And the sauna and cruising area are busy with visitors from outside. It can get crowded when the sun goes down. Nice. The massages are also very good. In luxury rooms with a comfortable massage table. There are currently five massage guys working at the hotel. I saw three of them immediately on Grindr (see photo). And they are willing to do more than just massage... You can communicate pleasantly with them in English and their massage skills are good. The staff at A&P are all friendly, like to chat, and are very helpful. The massage guys are also the ones who take your suitcase to your room for you. So I had already received the first massage offer and had already touched, cuddled, and kissed a bit before I had even unpacked my suitcase. Lol A fellow forum member stayed two nights when I was also there, at the hotel next to A&P. So it was nice to be able to meet up again for food and drinks. Over two evenings, we went to ToolBox Bar, Space Bar, and Blue Chili. They were all very fun and sociable. Naturally, the muscular guys at Space Bar appealed to me the most. The drag show at Blue Chili was very entertaining, and the atmosphere among the visitors was energetic. In Phnom Penh too, you only have to turn on Grindr and the offers come flying at you from all sides. Both free ones and those from moneyboys. And the MB rates are lower than in Thailand. All in all, had three good days in Phnom Penh. A good combination of relaxing by the pool, eating and drinking out, and excitement during hotel cruising, massages, and a Grindr date

continued…Installment 8: Will not bore everyone with details regarding what we did playing tourist for two days. Basically, it was filled with temples, markets and shopping malls…all of which are in ample supply around Bangkok. Did visit some areas of the city where I had never been before. One market in particular I did not care for and probably would never return. Chaktuchak Market is not your typical temporary stalls or booths, but rather a more permanent and concrete structure. It does consist of small shop after shop after shop, most filled with multiple fish aquariums filled with all sorts of tropical fish in various shapes, sizes and colors. All offered equipment for purchase to set up home aquariums as well. Also to be found were large assortments of birds, including chickens and ducks, all crammed into crates barely able to move around. Saw many turtles of various sizes, from tiny that you could hold in the palm of your hand up to giant that must have weighed over 100 pounds! Other things included monkeys, lemurs, rabbits, squirrels, mice…many types of rodents. Didn’t see any snakes, but wouldn’t surprise me at all if there were some for sale here. The market is huge with so many shops selling exactly the same thing. I don’t know how they make any money or manage to stay in business. The facility is all one level. Next door is the big red building which is maybe six stories filled with typical merchandise you find in most night markets. Again, shop after shop selling exactly the same thing. One floor was like a giant food court that only contained food booths. The nice thing about this facility is it was all indoors and air conditioned. I would go back to the indoor market, but have no desire to visit the outdoor zoo ever again. Paradise guy was so excited to show me these places that I had to be careful about what I said. Anyway, it was a pleasant two day adventure hanging out together. However, by the time Friday evening arrived I was ready for a break, and he probably was, too. That was the most time we had ever spent together long term, and to be honest it was quite exhausting. He was heading off to his friend’s birthday party, and I had something else in mind for myself…naturally. There would be plenty of beer, so he would either end up passing out there with his friends or just head to his apartment after the party and pass out there. After a quick power nap and shower, I decided to make an unannounced visit to Hotmale. In other words, I didn’t text Cam ahead of time to make sure he was working or letting him know I might stop by. I got there right around 9pm and 8 or 9 number boys were doing their rotation parade on stage with no customers at all. lol. I did not see Cam on stage or waiting for his turn to go up. Mamasan almost immediately realized why I was there and tried to assure me that he would be there, but arrives later. Rather hilarious, actually, because mamasan kind of went into panic mode and was afraid I would leave. She started texting and calling Cam to let him know someone was waiting for him, then would update me as to his updated arrival time. I really had to laugh about the scenario. He had the biggest smile on his face once he arrived and saw me. He came in with a bowl of something he had picked up on the street to eat before work. I didn’t even give him a chance to change out of his street clothes. Told him to give the bowl to one of his buddies to enjoy and we would go get some dinner elsewhere. I don’t think he eats out much other than street food, so when it came to making a decision about where to go for dinner, we ended up going with what was most familiar to him…Foodland. While enjoying a meal together, he said it was early and suggested we go visit Soi 4 and possibly see a show over there. Since I had only walked around that Soi during daylight hours when it was totally dead, I was interested to experience it at night. I assumed since it was a Friday night that it would be a lively place, and that assumption was accurate. One thing that struck me as odd, though, is the outside areas of the clubs were packed, as was the actual street. Wall to wall people. You could barely walk without bumping into someone. However, there were very few people actually inside the clubs. Pride restaurant seemed to be the most successful at engaging people in the actual show, because they brought the show outside to where people were sitting. Noise was a big factor with all of the clubs having the music cranked up as much as possible. You couldn’t make a distinction about what club was playing which music. It would seem it was all about being seen and getting noticed…a face off between the right hand side and left hand side. Reminded me of the old time contest of who is going to blink first. lol. The other thing I didn’t care for about Soi 4 is all of the smoking. Even though all of the bars had signs up outside indicating ‘no smoking’, these were ignored completely. The bars even had ash trays on the outdoor tables. At Cam’s recommendation, we decided to watch the show at Banana Club. I believe the main reason for that is several of the boys who were at this club are also from Cambodia and they are buddies. Show had already started when we got there, so probably missed a good 20 minutes of it. Counted a total of 12 customers inside, including us. Mostly males, but two females with male companions. Not sure if you refer to the entertainers as lady boys or drag queens. They seemed to do their numbers in groups of two or three rather than solo work, and each act would only perform one number. It followed a pattern of two singing acts, interspersed with a sexy boy act. Sexy boy acts were also done with two or three performers, not solo. Boys did show some cock, but all with condoms that appeared to be blown up quite a bit…literally blown up like with a bicycle pump or some such device. I don’t recall ever seeing that before. lol. The same three boys appeared in all of their sexy acts, but there was probably 18-20 number boys that paraded on stage during the 15 minute re-set from first show to second. I also noticed that some of the waiters had number tags, so I assume they could be taken off as well. Several of the boys looked older and perhaps should have considered retiring a few years ago. There were a few mid-20’s guys that I would describe as twinks, and one in particular I thought was cute, but otherwise they were all late 20’s to mid-30’s and a bit too muscular for my taste. THB 380 drink price for admission. We only had one drink each, waited for the second show to get started, then decided to leave and head back to the condo. Still rather early, but didn’t want to deal with BTS so took taxi. Cam was going to spend the night, so we took our time exploring each other completely. He has figured out what I really enjoy, and let me say he is very good at it. Since we left Hotmale almost immediately upon his arrival, I only paid the cost of my initial drink, THB 400, and his off fee, THB 500. Got up the next morning and grabbed some breakfast together before he headed off to exercise. We had never actually discussed fee, but I offered THB 3000 and he was very happy with that. Definitely plan to see each other again.

The evening hour: Is three truly a crowd? I’ve talked about this topic many times over. Who doesn’t want an orgy where you’re the center of attention? I’ve had my fair share of threesomes in the past—free guys, free-and-paid combos, and all paid. To some limited success, sadly. There is always going to be some politics behind every threesome, no matter how understanding everyone thinks they are about each other’s roles. The politics of being the third wheel in a boyfriend sandwich, for example, risks having pre-existing drama between the pair play out in the scene. Pairing two rent boys together, without knowing if they play well with each other, risks frustration—with you having to commandeer the whole situation just to guarantee yourself your intended result. Unless you have three utterly versatile individuals, or an overly active top with two bottoms eager to please and be pleased, there’s always some element of taking direction from someone in the trio—or a turn-taking aspect to the scene. What if one person is getting all the attention from another? Sometimes the third gets left out and has to awkwardly wait their turn. Threesomes seem excellent on paper—the promise of more bodies, more cocks, more orgasms—but the reality, at least for me, doesn’t deliver as well as a focused, direct, and deep connection with one individual. Which is not to say I don’t like threesomes. I do, and I usually welcome the opportunity when it presents itself, but it’s rare that I seek it out. It’s always someone on Grindr, for example—after messaging me and agreeing to meet—who then asks if I want to add a third, usually someone specific they already have in mind. Oftentimes, that person can’t host, and I can, so they conveniently use my place for their orgy needs. If the offer sounds fishy or the third is fugly, then I won’t go through with it. But in the rare times that everything checks out, I find that saying yes more often than not turns out to be fun. With rent boys, I definitely never seek out a threesome. I like to discover these treasures one cock at a time, and with a threesome you tend to get limbs tangled up—hardly intimate. When it does happen, it’s usually with a boy I’ve known before. He already knows my wants and needs, and when he—or we—invite a third, it’s done with full consultation between both parties, not just me, the paying one. Usually, my rent boy friend preps the third beforehand so everything runs smoothly. So here I am. It’s almost 8 PM at Thermas, minding my own business, drinking my fourth Jack and Diet of the day. I know I’ve already come three times today—once with the Spaniard at the hotel, and twice with Thermas boys. Three is usually my limit before I call it a day. But at 8 PM, I’m not ready to leave yet. It still feels too early to call it a night. I notice the sauna has considerably emptied out after 8 PM. That seems to be the unofficial cutoff for most punters and boys here. Still, there are a few lingering—mostly Europeans, some Latinos—hanging around the bar. Man-guide, the Albanian who was my first lay here yesterday, is sitting close-ish to me, watching football on TV. He turns, stands up, hugs me, and asks how I’m doing. We get into a conversation for a bit before he offers his services again. I decline, saying I’m tired and just hanging out. Still, I’m reminded he has the exact look I go for but rarely find: working-class type, fit but not overly roided or gym-obsessed—just naturally built from good genes and real physical work. Tall, bearded, nice gray eyes. He reminds me of every hot dad I see at Disneyland. Fertile dad energy. And he still holds the award for thickest cock out of everyone I’ve been with so far in Barcelona. “Do you still not kiss?” I ask, already knowing the answer. He confirms—no kissing, no sucking. But then he proposes a threesome. He says he’ll find a boy who can do the kissing and sucking for him. He leans in close, grabs me, and whispers the rest of his pitch—this boy will be gorgeous, have a great ass for us to fuck, and will kiss me and suck both of us. He delivers it slowly, deliberately. I can feel his hot breath in my ear. And somehow, it’s working. I tell him maybe—it depends on the boy. I have to like him. He stands up, tells me to wait, and bolts upstairs. He comes back with an even taller guy. Early to mid-20s. Smooth babyface, lean, well-built body. Alabaster white skin that practically begs to be touched. He’s wearing shorts and shoes but no shirt—probably on his way out when the Albanian intercepted him. He sits next to me, shakes my hand, asks my name and where I’m from. “Good looking, yes?” the Albanian says. I silently agree. Turns out the guy is Colombian, which I wouldn’t have guessed. He speaks English, which helps. Honestly, if I were alone, I’d just take him for myself. But here we are. We head up to reception. The Colombian goes to change into a towel. I book the suite with the shower again—might as well do it right. All three of us head down. Door closes. Locks. The Albanian pulls out a fistful of condoms and lube packets, tossing them on the bed like he’s done this a hundred times. Then he starts giving instructions—who’s topping (us), who’s bottoming (him), what I like. He asks the Colombian if he’s on PrEP. He nods. That answers that. The Colombian hops in the shower. While we wait, the Albanian takes off my towel and tells me to lie down. No oils, just a quick, rough massage—enough to get things going. It works. The Colombian comes back, and while I’m facing down, he starts touching my ass. More instructions from the Albanian, and soon enough, the Colombian is rimming me. Then sucking. Then the Colombian sucks both of us. The Albanian has me sit up and tells the Colombian to kiss me. Finally. He lubes me up, then the Colombian. Before long, he tells the Colombian to sit on me—and he does, confidently, like he knows exactly what he’s doing. This goes on for a while, with the Albanian calling every shot—including mine. It’s a bit weird, honestly. Takes away some spontaneity. But the Colombian is fully game. I finish with the Colombian sucking me off while the Albanian fucks him from behind. The visual alone is worth it—straight out of a porno. After a few more thrusts, the Albanian pulls out, aims, and finishes across my chest. A successful threesome—with a touch of Albanian control freak energy. I shower in the suite. When I come out, they’re casually talking football like nothing just happened. We leave the room grinning. Worth it. I pull out 150 euros—everything I have left from my withdrawal yesterday. 100 to the Albanian, the mastermind. 50 to the Colombian. I have a feeling I’ll see him again. Next up: Sunday funday.

So this Jakarta stop was part of a bigger play… I booked a roundtrip business class ticket originating in Asia because, as many of you know, fares can be way cheaper starting out here. That part worked and this was the return part of that trip, also earned enough frequent mile points almost for a free 1-way business class ticket. What I didn’t factor in? Eid- Marking the end of Ramadan , I thought I missed a bullet by avoiding Ramadan and also "Quiet Night" in Bali, but totally unaware of this one 😬 Specifically mudik, when half of Jakarta disappears back to their hometowns. In 2026 it hit March 21–22, with the exodus starting around the 18th… and yeah, I landed right in the middle of it. Result? The city empties… but the hotels fill up with families doing a staycation. My hotel was absolutely packed with families. Kids everywhere. Screaming, running, having fun. At one point I thought I’d accidentally checked into a daycare center with room service 🥺 Meanwhile, the guys I actually wanted to see? All back in their villages. Returning… the day I leave. Of course Apps were quiet too. A few “back Thursday” messages on Romeo. Thursday = my departure day. Perfect timing. Lesson learned: these local holidays matter. A lot. Now the question is how the hell you keep track of all of them 🤷‍♂️ Hotel life: still worth it On the upside, I got a suite upgrade. Staff remembered me, knew my preferences in the lounge and restaurant, everything and everyone welcoming. That part of Jakarta always feels easy. Just… screaming children this time. And honestly, looking around, every family had like 4–6 kids. I had a moment of reflection: no alcohol + lots of free time… yeah, lot's of fucking going on, trying to move into 3rd place for most populated country, lol The “quiet apps” still delivered Despite the slow scene, one familiar face popped up. A guy I’d seen 2 years ago spotted me on Grindr. Still hot (better than before actually), still great body, still loves to talk. Came over, and we ended up spending hours just hanging out… drinks, conversation, a massage that turned into crazy sex… 500k IDR (~30 USD). He even stayed overnight, which is not usually my thing, but he wanted to experience the breakfast here, so OK 😏 Another long-running global trend continues: Guys who were “strict tops” on previous trips? Versatile this time around. I’ve seen this for decades. Never fails. @Keithambrose have you already been converted? Backup plan turned surprise highlight One night he had to go pick up his sister at the airport, so… backup plan. Another guy from Grindr. More average looks, nothing that jumps off the screen. But wow. Great massage. Even better sex. And it just reinforces something I’ve believed forever: The best-looking guys are not always the best sex. The average guys? They work for it. Less opportunity, more effort, better results 🍆 Seeing him again tonight, last night in Jakarta. Next stops and patterns I’m starting to see Normally I’d go straight to Bali from here, but switching it up: Surabaya for 3 nights, then Bali. A guy I met there 2 years ago started messaging me again while I was planning this trip… and that was a sign to make a stop there. Some experiences are worth repeating and the places and things we do for a night or 3 of "fun" Hotel upgrade already confirmed there too, so no complaints, I knew they'd upgrade to a cool suite so I factored that into stopping here, not just for the sex 😁 Indonesia… still underexplored (for me) I’ve only done 4 cities here so far, which feels like nothing for a country this big. I have a German friend who goes deep into the smaller towns and villages and always comes back with stories that sound… unbelievable. Me? I’m still very much a big city guy. But there’s a new category: Size queen… but geographically. Big cities only. For now 😝

Afternoon Interlude: Gotta Stick to What Works Something I notice about Thermas Barcelona is just the sheer size of it. Maybe it wasn’t full, which made it feel bigger, but either way, it’s easy to disappear in this place without any effort. The free cabins are useful for that, sure, but there are also plenty of nooks and crannies tucked just out of sight—away from the bar, for example. Because this sauna basically runs 24/7, those hidden spots become prime real estate for certain “homeless” boys—guys who don’t really have anywhere to go, especially when they first arrive in Barcelona. I’m sure that after a few €50 sessions with clients, those unhoused boys can start putting something together with their life and actually rebuild. I’ve seen this phenomenon everywhere, but especially in Colombia. Venezuelan boys—young enough, hot enough, hung enough or bootylicious enough—flee their country’s impossible economy and try to start over in Colombia. Colombia has its own thing going on with webcam studios—Chaturbate, LiveJasmin, OnlyFans—all of it feeding into what’s basically a decentralized porn industry studio system. These "studios" are usually headquartered in residential houses, with bedrooms converted into sex sets that double as actual bedrooms to sleep in when not in use. A lot of these boys, broke when they arrive, end up sleeping there until they can save enough for a place of their own. Brazil has a version of this too. Some saunas, or even some homes owned by sauna managers and owners, act like halfway houses for boys coming out of favelas or other Brazilian states. Some saunas even advertise this setup as a way to attract fresh meat. Pedro—my ex-Brazilian—took advantage of this at Thermas. As I settle back at the bar, waiting for my cum to regenerate and enjoying a well-earned drink, a boy-next-door type waves at me from across the room to get my attention. He’s decent-looking—not stunning like some of the others, but not bad. OK body—not fat, not ripped, no abs, but serviceable. He’s got a beard, which works for me. Overall, pleasant enough. I wave him over. He asks if he can get a drink—I nod and motion to the bartender. Whisky, straight. He pulls up a stool close to mine and sits. We start talking. His Spanish is decent, and he tries some English, not very successfully, but he keeps trying. Then he starts his pitch—shows me his cock (not huge, not small). I tell him no, but I appreciate the offer. We keep chatting, and I find out he’s Romanian. That catches my attention. I’ve never knowingly been with a Romanian before. He picks up on that slight shift in interest and tries again. I say no again—this time softer. He’s actually kind of endearing. Could be fun. But there are a lot of other options here—guys with more to offer: better looks, bigger cocks, the usual. I’m just not in the mood for him. Then comes the final move—the sob story. He says he’s homeless, arrived a month ago, couldn’t find regular work, so now he’s here. Doesn’t have enough money to go back to Romania, so he’s trying to save up for a ticket. I ask if he’s staying with friends. He says no—he sleeps in the sauna. I ask if management allows that. He says it’s informal. Most of the time, they don’t mind. But not all the time. On Saturdays—today—the boys have to leave at 10 PM and can’t come back until noon Sunday. That’s when the sauna flips into a regular gay party space—DJ, drugs, sex, the whole thing, within the sauna confines. So I ask him where he goes. He says other saunas—Sauna Casanova or Sauna Bruc. Both within walking distance. I didn’t even realize there were other spots like this in Barcelona. He says they’re not really “boy saunas,” but he still manages to get business there. Times are hard. You adapt. I tell him I appreciate the company, but he should probably get to work before they’re kicked out at 10. It’s already 6 PM. He looks disappointed. Maybe another time, I’d have the headspace for him. But right now, I’m hunting for something else. I turn my attention back to the bar and notice two boys standing over a client they clearly know. One’s very twinky—not my type. The other, though—more twunk. Great Latin face, smooth muscle, not bulky but clearly worked, insane abs, great ass. No beard, but it works. He’s wearing white underwear instead of a towel, which already sets him apart. Maybe I was staring, because he suddenly hugs the client, gives him a deep kiss, and then makes his way straight to me. Argentinian. 25. Magnetic as hell. He knows exactly how to present himself—angles, posture, timing. No hesitation with contact. He gets close immediately, touching me, stroking my neck, then kisses me without asking. Deep. Slow. Intense. One of those full-on, French kisses that just keeps going longer than you expect—and longer than you probably deserve. Okay. So this is how Latinos kiss. There’s nothing else like it. Not here. He asks about my preferences—I don’t even think he listens to the answer. Just smiles and says, “I do it all.” And yeah—he means it. He’s already grinding against me where I’m sitting. I finish my drink fast. At that point, my dick has already made the decision. He asks if I want a free cabin or a paid room. I know about the paid rooms but haven’t tried them yet. Figured—why not now, why not with him? We head upstairs to reception. I ask for a room with a private shower. The receptionist hands me a key. The Argentinian grabs it, checks it, and leads me back down. The room is tucked away in one of the hidden corridors. Decent size. This one has a dungeon setup and a sling. Maybe he plans to use everything? And then the deed. No exaggeration—he delivers. Fully. Kisses like it matters, sucks like it’s his last meal, gives it like a madman, takes it like a champ. No clock-watching. Orders drinks mid-session. Even pauses for conversation before switching things up—like an intermission before the next act. Five stars. Easily one of the best I’ve had—and that’s saying something. Latinos just know what they’re doing. One thing I really appreciated about the private room: the en-suite shower. Makes a huge difference when you’re switching roles and need a quick reset mid-session. I give him €100. Honestly, I should’ve given more. He came, so technically the rate was fair. But still—I like rewarding performance. Good attitude, good energy, good delivery. Same way I treat my employees back home. And that kind of generosity? It tends to come back tenfold the next time. Next: a threesome, if you can believe it.

@Latbear4blk that is Renan Kalany. I talked about him I think on a separate thread but I can repeat what I said. He is (was?) an OnlyFans and Instagram content creator that I had the chance to meet in 2019? during the New Year in Santos, São Paulo. He was a friend of a friend and a referral and he stayed with me (and friends) for about a week. He is a super sweetheart and it’s a shame I’ve lost contact with him during the pandemic and not sure what happened to him if he is still out there and available, though to be honest I have not tried to look or ask. Some pics to show who he is, and an x pic that I blurred. His x pics are readily available online. Just a note: I’ve never seen him at the saunas in Brazil. I’ve discovered through the years that referrals have been always the best times I’ve had in Brazil vs the ones I picked for myself. Probably because these referrals have been curated by people who know me or at least know what I like, and they have a wider network of friends and acquaintances to choose from. Im not knocking on the saunas tho. Im always there, everyday, whenever im in Brazil (and not working). Thanks @pylonguy71! I wish I had more time to do these as I am constantly on trips, but I figured I can do this one that is a fairly short trip. This was only a 2-3 night trip but as you can see how verbose I can be when it comes to trip reports. I’m glad you like it! At least someone does 🙂

considering that he will have guaranteed income for few days and you will have a lot of expenses entertaining him during this time I would offer 3000 per day. Nothing stops you from giving him bonus at end of your time together. I did it few times , taking twice Pattaya boys to Bangkok, Tawan boy to Pattaya and Cambodian guy from Bangkok bar to Siem Reap , on separate occasion to Chiang Rai and let j him to stay with me during 1 week while I was in Bangkok on different occasion and each of those times I usually paid them nightly rate (Long Time ) or nightly rate minus 1000 and had no complains. We always agreed on compensation before our time together and surprisingly, almost universally all of them wanted money at end of trip , not on day to day basis as I suggested. Spending with boy few days in row is completely different experience than short time or even overnight and may test your or his patience so make sure you allow yourself and him some free time . Need of keeping somebody entertained 7/24 may be taxing.

What started off as a private farewell dinner with @'reader before he left for the USA, slowly turned into a gathering of the Clans. Initially up from deepest darkest Jomtien for 2 nights grew to 4. @emiel1981 was bypassing Jomtien this visit, so increased my stay to getogether for a catch up, as unknown to him before we met we had mutual interests to discuss! Then @jimmie50 said he was in town, so sent out an invite, which quickly included @jason1975. Location, the one and only GayGuides favorite meeting location, G's in Soi 4. Good food and great banter, and as the evening progressed the jungle drums then added @10tazione, @'reader and a couple more. The 4 seater table got somewhat cramped at the end. Guido was on great form, now use to these Forum gatherings. Could of been a UN convention, what with UK, Netherlands, USA, Singapore, Denmark etc being represented. Post dining activities initially included Midnight Bar as a time filler before the aquatic floor show up at EDT, offing and goodbyes as we all headed off in our different directions. Cheers guys. Christmas anyone?

continued…Installment 13: After a lazy morning simply doing nothing once Cam left, I prepared for my ‘meet and greet’ with Dragon boy. He was coming to the condo around 1:30pm. Even though the condo comes with maid service, it isn’t daily like in a hotel, but once every three days. Needed to straighten things up just a bit and take a shower. It was probably closer to 2:30pm when he finally arrived, but I have come to learn that time is a relative thing here. His English is excellent, and I really enjoyed having conversation with him in addition to the fun. We talked about education, since it is something we both have in common, the political situation in both of our countries in addition to other hot spots around the world, and of course, the different clubs. Among all of the guys there seemed to be one reoccurring theme…business is slow and no customers. He said there might be one or two days during the week where it would get busy, but in general he felt it was very slow in the clubs. Tourism in general…he sees many foreigners out and about on the streets, in the shopping malls, and even the typical tourist venues…but they don’t seem to visit the bars or clubs other than as a novelty. He has been in Bangkok for two years, so I don’t know what the overall impression is of forum members, but the guys in clubs and massage shops all seem to say the same thing…no business. Coming from Myanmar and having heard stories before, I kind of assumed that Dragon boy was fairly well endowed. Although not nearly as big as Ganymede guy, he certainly did not disappoint in that department. Could not believe his actual age is mid-30’s. I was guessing maybe 21, and even debating if I should check his ID to be sure he was legal. Soft, smooth skin; darker complexion; brilliant smile; eyes that sparkle; very chatty; affectionate and great kisser. Probably sound like a broken record here…but this is the type of guy I like, so they all have similar characteristics. Even when selecting massage guys, whether in person or from photos, this is what I tend to gravitate toward. He certainly did not disappoint, and knew precisely what to do with that large endowment. Was a lovely afternoon, to be honest. We never discussed any type of fee prior to his visit. I didn’t want to offend him by not offering, but at the same time I didn’t want to offend him if I did offer. In the end, I insisted he accept THB 2500. He needed to go get ready for work, so left after 3 or so hours. It was such a wonderful afternoon, I was debating about even doing anything else that evening. Especially after having such a great time with Cam the night before. To be honest, I had kind of forgotten about Senso guy. He had sent me a message at some point during the afternoon wanting to know when I was going to come and see him again. While I enjoyed him very much, I knew this wasn’t so much about a real connection between us but more about the business aspect. I didn’t see his message until after Dragon boy left, but eventually responded asking what he had in mind or when he was thinking we might meet. He said he was available that evening…I could come to him at Senso or he was willing to come to me. I actually decided on the later. I wasn’t sure I wanted to bring him to the condo, nor was I planning on inviting him to spend the night. This was simply going to be about massage and sex. Anyway, we scheduled a time for late evening. That gave me a chance to just relax and take a nap after my exhausting afternoon. Had a chance to catch up on emails and forum messages. Looks like I will be getting together for dinner Saturday evening with several other members. So excited about it! Took a shower, got my stuff together, and headed over to Senso. BTS was surprisingly quiet…well at least until Siam. Transfer point is always a bottleneck. Arrived just a few minutes early. Opted for the 90 minute session. Wasn’t going to travel all that distance for just 60 minutes. lol. No idea how busy the place was. Probably 10-12 guys available, and no signs of any other customers. That doesn’t mean they were not already being serviced in private rooms. I just didn’t run into anyone else coming or going. Experience was just as good as the first time. Would definitely go back and definitely recommend this place. Might be interesting to try someone different on another visit and see if the action is similar.

I wrote this about my experience on Sunday evening. On Monday, however, there was hardly anyone cruising in the sauna and steam room. Tuesday was busy again. Although it started a bit later, it was quite busy from 7 p.m. onward. So it seems that the number of cruises at MEN's Resort varies somewhat depending on the day. On Grindr, I recognized a guy I'd met in Bangkok years ago, thanks to his distinctive tattoo. He'd been back in his native Cambodia for a while and now lives in Siem Reap where he runs a hair salon. He doesn't actually work as a money boy anymore (he says), but he's willing to make an exception for old clients. And for the reasonable price of $50, he was welcome to come to my hotel room... By the way, he's not to be confused with another guy discussed here on the forum who also owns a hair salon in Siem Reap (and has a soft spot for older top men). The one with a car and somehow involved with a few gay bars in town. So that's a different guy. Who I know too... The massage I had at the resort was excellent. You could tell the masseur knew what he was doing. The massages take place in a comfortable, air-conditioned room with a good massage table. A special gay pillow was included, and the table was very comfortable. An hour of aroma oil massage costs $18. From the start, it was clear that the massage takes place in a gay hotel. The masseur's hands graze your buttocks a little more frequently, and even a little in between, than you'd expect in a regular massage shop. The eroticism gradually builds throughout the massage. Finally, it's my private parts' turn, and with a wonderful handjob, I reached a climax. The masseur concluded the massage with a head massage. Of course, I gave a good tip. MEN's Resort is definitely recommended. The staff is very friendly and helpful, as is the European owner. The hotel can be booked through various booking platforms, and in my experience, you get the best price if you book directly with the hotel. I also arranged airport transfers through them, which cost $35 per ride. On my way back to the airport, I checked the app to see how much it would have cost if I had arranged a taxi through Grab. It would have cost $28. The resort isn't located directly in the center of Siem Reap. But for $1.50, you can take a tuk-tuk or remork (motorcycle with a trailer) to/from Pub Street. I'm writing this as I'm at Siem Reap airport waiting for my flight to Phnom Penh for another part of my adventures and travel...

Thought I would expand on my comment in post above: 'Considered going to Saphan Kwai area, but very indecisive about which shop.' Been to Phoenix and would never return there. Did not care for that experience whatsoever. One and done. Been to Phetboys (now Love Boy) and would repeat, but do not like mats on the floor. No massage tables in any of their rooms. Communal shower, too, but that doesn't bother me at all. Communication wasn't a problem in scheduling appointments. BT massage has a very limited selection of therapists. I am assuming it must be a small shop with a handful of exclusive guys. They don't seem to share what I refer to as the stable of freelancers. 15M/27M does interest me, although 27M is a bit too far from BTS for my liking. For that reason I would opt for the 15M location. Share the same guys, plus they seem to be the freelancers shared amongst many shops. Kman seems like another good option, although some of the shared freelancers I am most interested in do not appear online for this shop, nor are they in their Line posts. One Spa seems like a good option, but as I recall from Google maps is also a bit far from the BTS station. Personal preference would be close proximity to the station...not that I am adverse to doing any walking. I do enjoy my exercise and a brisk walk is always beneficial. Would rather spend my energy in the massage room, though. lol. Home is another one in that general area, but difficult to find much information and they don't update on Line very often. Stars Man (previously G-beats) is very convenient to BTS and does seem to share the same group of freelancers. This shop interests me because they include the bath as part of their marketing. However, they are not good about daily Line updates...only occasionally do they seem to post. Very intrigued by Ganymede, and think I may actually give it a try this afternoon. Don't believe you need an appointment there. Different BTS station than Saphan Kwai, and location is a bit confusing from website vs. Google maps. I think it is quite possible the website is old and out of date and they may have moved to a new location within the last year. Need to check the most recent review on ShamelessMack2 for this place before heading out today to see if he has better info about how to get there. I am sure there are others I have failed to mention. Just sort of my informal list and reasons. Think it will be Ganymede today, then Stars Man up next, then definitely want to try Fafa near On Nut BTS.

so i returned this weekend after i little over three weeks. i stayed at a very inexpensive but nice hotel in thonburi near where he lives. there were two local nightmarkets nearby and the the mall lifestore thapra. we spent a lot of time together and i met his two best friends he knew for many years (from school in nakhon phanom). for karaoke etc. one weekend before we wanted to go to koh chang he had to care for his nephew (6) because his sister was working. after she failed to pick him up in time we took the little one with us to koh chang. this was so nice, i am still beaming thinking back to these days. my birthday came up after we returned from koh chang and he chose a rooftop restaurant opposite wat arun for dinner. after dinner the staff surprised me with singing happy birthday an bringing a cake he bought alongside a beautiful handwritten card from him. i was really touched i have to admit. i am so happy how he includes me with his best friends and his family. this guy is the best thing that happened to me in a long time.

After leaving Dreamboy, we went to Dragon for a drink. Waiters inside all shirtless and there was some dancing on the bar top. Forum member wanted to experience the bar so I just followed along. I also didn't mind bringing "Music" along. Still too early to go back. Also still too full from dinner at G's 3 hours ago to eat supper at Foodland now. (I always eat supper with the guys I off. Unless they prefer not to) Because "Music" was with me, the Dragon waiters didn't approach me. Dragon is a host bar so customers who go in are typically befriended by a host for chatting in return for drink and tips. The Myanmar waiters are friendly and speak good English. The TV screen is showing Olympic Games diving competition - divers in speedos - what a conversation starter! "Music" and I step out of bar for a while to smoke and chat. We talk about how my guy is doing in Vietnam. Almost Viet guy in the Patpong bars knows about him staying in Vietnam for half a year to build his house. We stay at Dragon until 11.30pm then we went to Foodland for supper. After that, I said goodbye to forum member and "Music" and I went to airbnb condo to make music for the rest of the night!

At 9 plus, we left G's. One forum member and I decided to check out new bar Big Boy on Patpong. 4 guys available for off despite the guy downstairs saying "10 boys tonight!" Spacious set up. 3 of the guys were muscle guys. Not as big as those in Tawan. The 4th guy was a twink but had toned muscles and younger than the others. We had a drink for a while. We didn't stay for the show. We went to Dreamboy next.

continued…Installment 20: Woke up to messages from Paradise guy, Banana guy, Chaichana guy and Cam. All of them came in during the night after they finished work with exception of Paradise guy. Most of the time it is the same thing from everyone…’hello’, followed by ‘how are you’. Paradise guy is almost always ‘what are you doing’. Banana guy is the more aggressive of them all, always asking when I am coming to see him again. Guy from Green massage is coming over this afternoon. While he has ‘massage experience’ from both Paradise and Green massage, in our text messages to set up today’s session he mentioned a couple of times that he has never met with a massage customer outside of the shops before. He also said I was his first time doing full on sex in either shop. Before he has only done hand job. Not sure how truthful the last part is, because he was definitely instigating the play at Green when I saw him, but I do believe his statement about never meeting a customer outside. I can tell from the tone of his messages that he is a little nervous or anxious. It seems the larger group of traveling forum members in Bangkok has now dwindled down to just two of us. Met other forum member for dinner after both of us had afternoon extracurricular activities. Nice dinner at a great Italian restaurant in Central Park. Would definitely go back, and highly recommend. Following dinner we walked over to Patpong 2. Debated which club to visit, and ultimately decided on Dream Boy. This was my first visit to Dream Boy. Just like we all have our preferences for our gentlemen friends, we all have clubs that we prefer for various reasons. I was not overly impressed with Dream Boy. Found very few guys of interest to me; way too many mamasan’s or waiters acting as a mamasan…not sure which…and all very pushy; too many loud, large parties with big spenders who had way too much alcohol and assumed they were the only patrons in the bar; show was disappointing and DJ was terrible with transitions between the acts. I would return if I was in a group and that was the club most of the group wanted to visit. On my own, probably would not return to Dream Boy. Did not see my massage guy from Prince in the line-up, so must have been his night off. We decided to leave after the first show was over. Other forum member was calling it an early evening to go pack before departure the next morning. I walked across the alley to Hotmale. Was going to see if Cam was there or had gone with a customer. Turns out he was with a customer, so I decided to make it an early night as well and headed back to the condo. Sent him a text letting him know I did stop by, because I was sure someone at Hotmale would tell him. Turns out his outing with the customer was short and he was already at home. Offered to come over to the condo, but by that time I decided to just get a good nights sleep and we agreed to meet the next night for dinner and he will spend the night again. Just to update everyone on Banana guy…he sent me a text early evening letting me know he was free and wanted me to come take him off. Told him I had plans for dinner with a friend and wasn’t sure what we might do after dinner. Basically said ‘some other time’ to him. After I said that, he replied with the following: ‘I’m free tonight if you want to meet up. Maybe from tomorrow onwards I will be busy because of my clients.’ I really didn’t care for the pressure tactics or tone of his message, so I promptly responded 'I am busy tonight. If I am free later in the week and you are busy with other customers, I will find another boy. No problem.' I think I am going to let him stew on that for a little while before connecting with him again…if I even connect again this trip. His comment kind of turned me away from him….had the opposite effect of what he was going for.

I didn't have any preconceived ideas about what people might look like, but it was nice to actually be able to put a face with a name I see posting online all of the time. It was also nice to openly share experiences or escapades with others who know and understand how this all works. Not exactly something I am able to do with family or most of my friends back in Denver. lol.

It will save you from having customers too!

continued…Installment 15: Got up somewhat early so we could grab some breakfast before Paradise guy headed to work. To be honest, after he left I crawled back into bed and slept another hour or two. Today was a calm and rather tame day, with not much to report. My straight friends picked me up around noon and I was with them for the remainder of the day. Didn’t do that much other than hung out with the family, did a little shopping, had a couple of meals together, and basically just chilled out. The daughter will finish high school in May. She has applied to a few schools in the U.S., and wanted some help with the college applications, as well as a general idea what to expect about the process. Spent some time with her going over the specifics and provided some tips I learned from the guidance counselors at the school where I worked. She will have an advantage over other foreign applicants as she has attended a private international school where everything was taught in English. Her English language skills are very advanced allowing her to skip the required ESL stuff. Went to some strange combination Thai-Italian cuisine for dinner. Friends had per-ordered beef steak with mushroom gravy, veggie pizza, lasagna, build-your-own Vietnamese wraps, and cashew chicken with rice. I can honestly say the cashew chicken was one of the worst I have ever eaten here. I would never be able to find the place again, but certainly not a restaurant I would ever want to go back to, either. The best thing of the entire meal was the mushroom gravy and the mango sticky rice for dessert. Very disappointing. Happy that tomorrow will be going back to G’s along with other forum members. Will definitely be a better meal!

Back in Bangkok for the last five nights of my vacation. This time, I am staying once again at the familiar Ibis Styles Silom. I do like a modern room, so I’ll settle for a slightly smaller room, as some forum members suggest. For me, it is more than big enough. In the evening, three forum members and I were supposed to meet up for dinner at G's. However, more joined us during dinner, and eventually, there were seven of us. It turned out that many forum members were in town. A number had individual plans for the evening and had arranged to meet up with guys (regular or new). So, just as some forum members dropped by, others went their separate ways. We had a few more drinks at Midnight Bar, where several forum members brought their boy of the night along as well. It was very enjoyable. I had arranged with a forum member to take a look at the shower show at EDT (Eau de Toilette) this evening. It is only open on Fridays and Saturdays, which is why I couldn't go last time. The shows start just after 11 o'clock, and every weekend they have a different (international) headliner. See the flyer for this weekend below. I really like it there. It's a club and the shows are energetic. The crowd is fun too. Although people were mostly there to watch the shows from the sidelines, there was actually quite a bit of dancing going on. I filmed some of the shows for my Instagram and made this video out of it. VID_20260314_123423_974_bsl.mp4 It's not a host club. No dicks are shown during the shows. And you can't take guys back to your hotel. That is why it won't be of interest to everyone. But I find it a welcome change from the regular boy bars and (big cock) shows. Or do as my fellow forum member did: just bring a guy from one of the host bars to EDT.

We had all agreed to go to Jupiter tonight after dinner. But 9pm was too early to go inside Jupiter so we went to Circus first for drinks and we watched their coyote dancers and ladyboy diva shows. Some of the coyote dancers received 100 baht tips from appreciative forum members in our group. At half past 10, we made our way to Jupiter. We were led to seats at right side where we had a good view of the Jupiter models changing area and mini gym. We also had a good view of a particular lady Chinese customer in front row facing us with big boobs that threatened to pop out! Models at Jupiter were handsome as usual. Show was entertaining. But somehow I wasn't feeling the vibe. I miss my guy. I stepped out for a good 15 minutes for a smoke break with Jupiter Vietnamese waiter. He knows my guy as they were together in bar in soi Twilight years ago. He works as waiter now. I give him a tip for old time's sake.