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Back from Songkran and, honestly, still slightly dazed. If you’ve done Bangkok before, you think you know what’s coming. You don’t. This year felt… bigger. Denser. As if the city inhaled and then forgot to exhale. Silom, in particular, tipped over into something close to myth. One day had to be shut down entirely because the crowds simply became unmanageable. Not “busy”, not “packed”, properly overrun. Water, bodies, music, whistles, foam, heat. It stopped being a street and became a current you were carried along in. And the boys. OMG. Silom was thick with gleaming circuit party types, bronzed, oiled, and very aware of it. The sort of crowd that makes you stand up a little straighter, or at least consider doing a push-up later. Everywhere you looked: mesh tops, tiny shorts, water guns held like accessories rather than weapons. It felt curated, but not artificial. More like everyone had quietly agreed to bring their best game. Queues into the mainstays were, predictably, biblical. DJ Station and GOD had lines snaking well into the street, damp, impatient, but oddly cheerful. No one really minded. That’s part of the ritual. You queue, you flirt, you get splashed by strangers, you make temporary alliances. By the time you get inside, you already feel like you’ve been out all night. What’s changed, and what surprised me, is how much the scene has expanded. There are new venues now, not covered by the trip reports on this forum. Here are a few: Cake (bear bar) CAKE is one of those places you don’t quite notice at first… and then suddenly realise you’ve spent half the night there. Positioned as a bear bar, it fills a gap Silom didn’t quite have before. Not in the old-school, slightly tired sense, but in a way that feels deliberately warmer, more social, and a bit less performative than the usual circuit-heavy scene outside. Inside, the set-up is fairly straightforward. Compact, a bit dark, music at a level where you can still talk without shouting. The lighting is forgiving in the best possible way. It invites you in rather than putting you on display. You order a drink, you linger, you end up talking to someone. The crowd is exactly what you’d hope for: Bears, cubs, and plenty of admirers A fair number of 30s and 40s guys who look like they’ve outgrown the need to impress. Some younger visitors drifting in, curious, often staying longer than they planned. A sprinkling of circuit boys who, after a few nights of posing, seem quietly relieved to relax a bit. There’s a noticeable shift in tone compared to the rest of Silom. Less peacocking. More eye contact. People actually introduce themselves. Conversations last longer than one drink. It feels… human. During Songkran, CAKE leaned into its identity rather than competing with the madness outside. The pool party on the 13th of April was, by all accounts, exactly what you’d imagine and then a bit better. Not polished, not overly curated. Just a proper gathering. Think bodies of all shapes in the water, laughter cutting through the music, beers in hand, someone dancing a bit too enthusiastically, someone else cheering them on. Less about spectacle, more about participation. You could feel the contrast with the main Silom strip. Outside: hyper-toned, high-gloss, slightly intimidating. Inside CAKE: softer edges, easier smiles, a bit of mischief, a bit of flirtation that doesn’t take itself too seriously. It’s also one of the few places where you see generations mixing without tension. A guy in his early 30s chatting comfortably with someone in his late 40s. No hierarchy. No obvious social sorting. Just people… being there. Boy Camp This one deserves a proper mention because it signals where Silom is heading, not where it’s been. Boy Camp sits right in the middle of the action on Soi 2, but it doesn’t feel like a legacy venue. It feels new. Slightly more curated. Slightly more aware of itself. And very much built for the current generation of Asian gay nightlife. Physically, it’s a multi-level party bar with a compact but high-energy layout. Think three floors stacked vertically, each getting progressively more intense as you go up. Downstairs is more social, transitional space. Middle level starts to pulse. Upstairs is where it tips into full party mode. Music leans heavily into K-pop, Asian pop, and circuit-adjacent beats, which gives it a distinct flavour compared to the more Western-heavy playlists at DJ Station. The crowd reflects that shift. You get a lot of: Younger Asian guys, particularly Thai, Korean, Taiwanese Well-groomed, fashion-aware, slightly softer aesthetic than the classic circuit muscle crowd Groups of friends rather than lone cruisers A noticeable social-media polish… but still playful, not overly cold There’s a kind of “idol energy” to the place. Not intimidating, but very visually tuned. People here know how they look under lighting. What’s interesting is that Boy Camp isn’t primarily about cruising or even heavy drinking. It’s about energy, movement, and group dynamics. People dance in clusters. They flirt in waves rather than one-on-one. There’s a sense of collective rhythm rather than individual hunting. Compared to older Silom venues: Less chaotic than GOD Less chaotic but more curated than DJ Station Less transactional than the go-go style places historically tied to the Patpong area During Songkran, it becomes something else entirely. The street spills into the venue and the venue spills back into the street. You get soaked boys coming in, drying off, then going straight back out again. Water guns abandoned at the entrance. Shirts half-buttoned or gone entirely. The lighting hits wet skin in a way that feels almost staged. And because the crowd skews slightly younger and more Asian, the aesthetic shifts from “circuit brute” to something more sleek, agile, almost choreographed. Less about size, more about lines. Less about dominance, more about presence. If DJ Station is the institution and GOD is the pressure cooker, then Boy Camp is the new language Silom is learning. And judging by the queues forming outside it this Songkran, it’s a language people are very keen to speak. By the end of it, Silom felt less like a party and more like an event that briefly took over the city, something between a festival and a fever dream. Would I do it again? Absolutely.

My experience, as a holiday visitor for the last twenty years, is that yes they can be faithful; the older they are, the more likely that they can be, but let me immediately qualify that, by asking 'who are we expecting him to be faithful to?' Most young Thai boys shag like rabbits with other young Thai boys on a daily basis; they can have current Thai boyfriends but they rarely seem particularly enduring relationships. But as for us older farang boyfriends living abroad?, well that's a whole different matter. I currently have two 'boyfriends', one Laos, one Thai (who each know about the other). My Laos boyfriend I have known for about ten years now, we video-call every day, and we meet-up whenever I return to Pattaya, but we haven't had sex together for several years; he is much more of a companion now. He now talks quite candidly to me about his other three farang boyfriends; and I am aware that each of us supports him a little bit. He has just about abandoned his bar-boy job in boyztown now, and focusses instead on keeping all four of us happy by daily contact. He is over 30 now and his own sex-drive has dwindled; when he does feel horny he finds another Thai boy who will come and suck his cock, or occasionally fuck him - and he pays them to do so (500 baht manybe). But his English is just about conversational now and he is my daily contact with Pattaya, and when I am in town he is my friend and companion. My Thai boyfriend is the 'boom boom' boyfriend that I have known about six years now. In his late 20s, he is still a horny little bugger and constantly shagging other Thai boys (top or bottom) on an almost daily basis, either individually or at small alcohol fuelled 'parties'. He likes me and happily stays with me on holiday, but I know he drools over other Thai boys (not me! haha) as we are forever chatting about who he has seen that he likes. He is into threesomes with me, and effectively he uses me as an excuse to have sex with the other boys we meet in the bars that we both choose as our third (or occasionally fourth 🤣). I also use him for threesomes in that there are bar boys who will come to my room because they know that they will be having sex with him (as well as me). I fully accept that neither boy will end up pushing my wheelchair here in England in years to come; neither wants to come and live with me in England; they are both entirely happy living where they are, and why not? In Thailand they have their families, their friends, their culture, language and foods. So neither are really my boyfriends in the sense that we might traditionally understand; I am essentially a favoured customer, a status I pay for in one way or another. Of course, if I was an exPat living in Pattaya, available to see them 24/7, then my 'relationship' with either might be entirely different.

Landed last night from India. I’ll do an India post when I get home, covering the 4 cities there. Flew via Singapore Airlines and Thai Airways, both in business class. Could’ve stayed all SQ and arrived 2.5 hours earlier, but I’m leaning more toward Thai these days. The staff just feel warmer, more natural, and the catering actually has flavor. SQ has gotten Meh. Not bad, just boring. Thai’s seats and interiors are definitely showing their age (aren't we all) but I’ll take better service, better food, and Thai culture any day👍 Arrived BKK 5 minutes early, Gate C8… and yeah, the walk. Just kept going. And going. And going. By the time I got to immigration, I was bracing for the usual mess, especially with the changes to priority lanes, no Business class… and then: Empty. Not “a few people.” Empty.😳 In 27 years of coming here, I have never seen that. I had the immigration lady laughing so hard because neither of us could believe it. Wanted to take a photo just to prove it existed, but yeah… those “no photos” signs are everywhere, didn't want to ruin a good thing 😉 Hit the ATM, asked the guy to break some 1000 notes into smaller bills, he says he can only do one. I said, no no, it’s fine… you can do two. He did two.... Jedi mind tricks 😝 Luggage was out in about 30 minutes from door open to belt, thought it would be faster. The driver from Mike Taxi was waiting at Door 3 with my name. The walk from Exit B to Door 3 was another weird one… barely anyone around. Everything just felt weird/different. About 1.5 hours later, pulled into Pattaya and you could already see it: slow. Really slow. This was midnight on a Saturday and it looked like a Tuesday afternoon during low season. Checked into the Venue Hotel, unpacked, got myself together, and headed to Cocka 2. Opened a bottle, had a few drinks… but Bars closing early, low energy, barely any customers. Definitely quiet season right now. One of my regular “backup” guys hit me up on Grindr almost immediately. Said he’d be up until 4am, had zero customers all day, and hadn’t cum either… so he was motivated and horny, a good combination 🍆 (that means he was horny, not he has a big one, lol) And really, sometimes Plan B is the better plan anyway. There’s something to be said for familiarity. No explaining, no training session, he already knows what buttons to push...👉 Then I get a message from a guy I know from Soi 4 in BKK. Lost his job, needed help moving rooms. I told him, I don’t move furniture, not even for my best friends 😝. I knew what he was looking for $$$ But here’s the thing… I’ve known him for years. Never once asked me for anything. Actually he's gone out of his way for me plenty of times. We follow each other on social media, keep in touch. I was the one who reached out first to check on him after I saw his post about losing his job... He asked for 2000 baht. I told him the real proof I like him isn’t the money… it’s me going out in daylight, at the ungodly hour of 12pm, to a 7/11 to deposit it 🥺 Yes, I went outside at noon... I'll have to document this somewhere.... While I was out in that unnatural daylight, figured I’d try Sophia’s across from Dick’s. 100 baht for chicken basil with two fried eggs. Really good, and way better than Dick’s, by a mile.... And yes, that’s about 1.6 km for the non-Americans. Day 1. Slow city, empty airport, Plan B still reliable, and apparently I’m now the guy giving money and flying people between countries. Getting older… and clearly not getting smarter.... can't even follow my own advice, maybe I'll become a Top again 😳 Anyone in Pattaya who wants to meet me or avoid me , I’m heading to Bangkok Thursday. Bringing someone I met in Bali for a few days, WTF? What could possibly go wrong.... 🤷‍♂️ I’ll get to that Bali post eventually 🤞

GASS GASS is very much a late-night venue. You don’t really start your evening here, you end up here, usually after Silom has already worked you over a bit. Tucked into a more intimate space, above white rabbit bar, it feels immediately different from the larger, more chaotic clubs. Lower ceilings, tighter floor, bodies closer together. There’s a sense that the night has narrowed its focus. Less wandering, more intention. The crowd skews 20s to 30s, well put together, slightly sharper than average. Not necessarily the biggest bodies, but definitely curated, good hair, good outfits, people who’ve chosen where they are and why. There’s a quiet confidence to it. What sets GASS apart is the presence of specially invited go-go dancers. These aren’t freelancers circulating the room. They’re part of the venue’s identity, in the corners, in the light, part of the choreography of the space. You watch them, they perform, but there’s a clear line. It keeps the atmosphere focused, almost theatrical at moments, without tipping into anything transactional. Crowds are invited to participate and touch. Music leans deeper into late-night territory. Less pop, more rhythm. Something you feel in your chest rather than sing along to. The kind of sound that makes conversations shorter and eye contact longer. And that’s really the point of GASS. It’s not sprawling. It doesn’t try to be everything. It compresses the night into something more intense but still fun. You dance closer. You notice more. You stay longer than you planned.

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Hi I just returned from a nine-day Hurghada trip. Unfortunately, I can't top Connor's stories or compete with White mouse's experiences. To both, thanks for the insight. In terms of accommodation, I followed Connor's advice and stayed in a private apartment in a local area close to a lively street called Thalateen. That street is super cruisy, both in the mornings and evenings. When having Egyptian breakfast, two guys started talking to me asking the endless same intro questions (Where are you staying? Alone? Married?). They weren't handsome enough to take them home. Both in their early twenties, slim bodies, certain teeth missing, ... At night, the street get's filled with guys enjoying sisha and drinking mint tea. A waiter gave me his phone number and asked to meet after his shift. He eventually texted me at 3 am, which I only realised in the morning. As he would have been a potential candidate, I replied his text the next day, yet my texts remained unanswered. The whole of Hurghada seems to consist of horny Egyptians looking for some extra cash. The majority of InDrive drivers I spoke with told me they are not originally from there, yet maintain families in Cairo and work a couple of months with tourists to earn as much as cash as possible. Almost always, the conversation ended with proposals to meet for a massage with sex at my flat. Out of the 26 taxi's I took - the app keeps a record - I had this conversation 23 times. In three occasions I couldn't bother as the drivers were wearing gallabeyas. I took drivers upstairs for beer and hashish on two occasions. The sex was ok, yet the conversations were also interesting. As I speak Egyptian Arabic quite well, it has given me more insight into their lives and needs. Surprisingly - doesn't happen a lot - one guy also wanted to kiss. Both came pretty fast. Their bodies were like mine, average, yet their faces were funny, curious and full of life. I rather don't pay for sex, so tipped them extra in the taxi. I went twice for a massage at the spa Connor had recommended. I arrived after 7 pm (they seem to close at 9.30 pm) and had two different massage therapists on both evenings. The massage were decent (1700 LE) and relaxing in both occasions, when reaching my upper back to be massaged, they paced their hard cocks into my hand palms. The penises were good sizes, super hard and often would appear out of their pants. As the doors could be opened immediately, I didn't feel the need to be fucked. One therapist - on the first occasion - asked if he could fuck me on the table. I refused and he respected that. He really wasn't me type. The second was 24 years old, super masculine and arrogant-looking cocky. I asked him to fuck me. He changed the massage table closer to the wall, barricaded the door, sat on my upper legs and gently entered. His strength and masculinity turned me on massively. It was a great fuck. He cleaned me afterwards. I was lucky to have a friend for visit from Cairo, whom I met when I was living there in 2016. We then met on an unofficial gay party and we stayed in contact all over the years. Meanwhile, he is married with a four-year old daughter. The two things I like about him: his sweet and caring character (no money involved) and his buff, broad and muscled master body. He's the Arabic type that doesn't have to take any supplements in order to look as hot as hell. It's impossible to meet him without feeling like a rabbit, albeit never having the feeling our 'relationship' is about sex. Call me stupid, in denial or naive, but he is most likely the closest to a deep friendship I ever have become. He stayed with me for three days and we got swimming, snorkelling and eating out. With him, I have better sex than with my husband in Europe. We slept in the same bed and would regularly wake up to fuck each other. As Hurghada in terms of city is boring, especially when my friend left, and the surroundings are not that spectacular either, I took a GoBus to Luxor for three nights. Over there, I stayed at the Iberotel. It rained the first day, which is highly unusual. I took the chance to re-visit the Karnak and Luxor Temple. The amount of tourists has sharply risen since 8 years ago. Luxor is annoying. Sex is everywhere to be on offer. The guy at the hotel bar came to my room twice to check if everything was ok (room service). He didn't turn me on at all. Nothing happened. Many horse carriage drivers seem to be willing to take you around and more. Many looked like they hadn't showered in a week. Two taxi drivers wanted to take me to their private apartments. No, thanks. One of the shop owners at Karnak took me inside his perfume shop and when spraying a smell I actually liked (an exception in Egyptian oil and perfume shops), he surprisingly stood suddenly behind me smelling my neck pressing his hard cock against by ass. Having a tea at night at the felucca boulevard, I got approached by a man who wanted me to show his boat (again...). To be fair, almost nothing happened - I just flirted - as I was still with my Cairo friend on my mind and stomach. I don't think I will be returning to Hurghada. I prefer Sharm El Sheikh more. It is more diverse, less family oriented, it has a nicer shopping area and the surroundings (desert, Bedoiun culture, Ras Mohamed, Dahab, Taba) are more interesting and more beautiful. In terms of guys, Hurghada has pleasure around every corner. Like everywhere in Egypt. Next destination: Cairo, Siwa oasis, Marsa Matrough and Alexandria... Next year!

Today is my last day in Japan. I had a great trip. Lots of adventures and lots of fun with the boys. I wanted to share some random tips for anyone coming for a visit. Each time I come here I love it more and I definitely will be back. Suica Card - this is a lifesaver. If you have an iPhone, you have Suica on your phone already under transit cards in your Apple Wallet. There are others, but I use Suica and can recommend it. Just add it to your Apple Wallet and then you can link it to a credit or debit card. Add cash and use it for trains (just tap in and tap out), convenience stores and many other things. It will save you standing in lines at ticket machines and trying to figure out fares. You can add any amount of money to it up to 10,000 yen total. I highly recommend it. Chichibu - one of my favorite places outside of Tokyo. I discovered it because I saw this train - LaView and wanted to ride it. It went to Chichibu. I didn’t know what Chichibu was, but absolutely fell in love with it. The train is absolutely beautiful. Designed by an architect with floor to ceiling windows it whisks you out of Tokyo into the mountains of Saitama prefecture in 80 minutes for about $10 one way (1600 yen). When you get to Chichibu, you can visit a few temples, Chichibu Shrine and then spend a few hours at a beautiful onsen/sento next to the station. I went twice on this trip and stayed overnight the second time. I sat in an outdoor bath in the onsen with cherry blossom snow falling on me. It was absolutely gorgeous. The Sakura Tram - speaking of cherry blossoms, there is this cute little street car that chugs along the backroads of Tokyo through small neighborhoods that is absolutely delightful. It was busy on this trip because of the name and the time of year - yes, it was cherry blossom season and Tokyo was packed. Last summer when I was here, the tram was less crowded on weekdays, used mostly by locals, and more crowded on weekends. One of my favorite stops is Koshinzuka. On the platform of the station is an old sweet shop called Ippukutei. It’s run by a mother and her son. They play US country music and you can sit and watch the tram come and go. They serve simple Japanese sweets and yaki soba with green tea or coffee. I sat there for an hour one day and had the whole place to myself. It is a really special place and I hope the influencers don’t discover it and ruin it. From there, you can walk to Jizo Dori, another very special place. It’s called “Harajuku for Seniors” and is basically and old shopping street that grew up around a temple. The temple - Kogan-ji - is believed to house a deity that removes physical suffering or illness. There is a Kannon statue that people wash. They pour water over the part of the statue that corresponds to the body part that they want healed. It’s a very active temple and it has a deeply spiritual feeling - unlike the carnival atmosphere at some of the more touristy places like Asakusa (I would definitely skip Asakusa and go to Kogan-ji instead if I had limited time). Jizo Dori is also just fun to walk down and browse. There are lots of traditioanl sweet shops, restaurants and a shop that sells red underwear, which is supposed to be good luck (for longevity). You can also reach Jizo Dori from Sugamo Station on the Yamanote Line, or hop on the Yamanote when you’re done wandering. You can get a day pass from the conductor on the Sakura Tram and hop on and off at different stations - the three I have visited are - Kishibojim-mae - a beautiful old temple dedicated to children and childbirth, Koshinzuka (above) - sweet shop and Jizo Dori, and Oji Eki Mae - a beautiful park that you can reach by taking this cute little bubble monorail up the hill. Taking the Sakura Tram is one of the best days of sightseeing I ever spent in Tokyo - you get to see the real Tokyo away from the crowds. A lot has been written about the sauna and gay venues, so I’ll just leave it at this for now. Feel free to PM me if you want more information.

You sound like a great guy with a good heart but based on what my regular guy told me about his father’s passing last year, I personally would not send for these reasons: If he were truly in need he would have taken you up on the offer when you asked, or reached out again once the offer sunk in Since he is not respnsive to your offer, asking him again might make him feel pressured to accept out of courtesy. Then you would have to coordinate logistics of getting bank details or him to do cash pick up from Western Union or similar. You do not know if it’s possible to send money to Laos bank account or (if he is from a rural family) if he is anywhere in proximity to a cash pick up point. Your goodwill may instead become a hassle to him especially if you only plan to send a small amount. If you send to his Thai bank account (assuming he has one) I’m sure it would be gratefully received but may not have much impact as his mind is focused on his family and being with them in Laos. Of course if you plan to send a significant amount of money to make the hassle worthwhile, please ignore me but would advise against since you have only met him 3 times. When my guy’s father passed unexpectedly his life was completely upended. He felt a tremendous amount of guilt for not being by his deathbed, worry for his widowed mother and mental stress from suddenly becoming the only man in a rural farming household…and he was just a bar boy who had been away from the farm for years. I don’t know your boy’s situation but grief and worry can be complicated. My advice is to send him a message saying you’re thinking of him, would like to see him again, and to let you know when he’s back at work. This way he can feel reassured knowing he can make up loss in earnings when he’s ready to return, and his customers haven’t moved on. But this is just my two cents and no matter what you choose (even if you’ve already sent money) as vinapu says, a kind heart and good karma will find its way. No wrong choices here.

Glad to see the board back too. And could I just say I was pleased to see that the managers of the other main Thai message boards - Moses from Sawatdeeforums and Gaybutton - were offering their solidarity and support (and in the case of Moses, practical assistance) on their boards too while the outage was continuing. Good on them.

Keith, you gave a "+1" to the cold and dehumanizing comment. My point was simple. Manny on this forum are engaged in transactions with people in economically vulnerable positions. The guy who is honest about that and the guy who sends money every month while calling it love are both paying. One of them just has a cleaner view of what is actually happening. Calling that dehumanizing while sitting on a forum called Gay Guides, with (in your case) "Boys" listed in your interests, is a position I find hard to take seriously. Most are here for the same reason. The moral ranking system some people operate here, where your virtue is measured by how much you spend or how warm you feel afterwards, does not hold up. Live and let live was the diplomatic version. This is the longer one.

You don't realize how significant or important something is in your daily routine until it goes missing. So glad we are back. Thanks @TotallyOz for your quick action.

well hello my fellow sluts and slut-ettes! I hope you all have been sucking big dicks, getting rammed by big dicks and getting huge warm loads spewed in your holes. its been a while so I thought I'd cum share the sex-capades from my last 2 trips to the Dr. ok guys, you know the rules, I might have misspelled words, improper punctuation and run on sentences so if that matters to you, please skip this thread. now to all you other whores who don't give a damn about that, get your reading glasses on because you're going to want to hear all about the big dicks we've encountered in sdq. let me start off by informing all my bottom sisters about a tea called, Hayley's colon cleanse that I found off Amazon. on my Instagram, I was getting a lot of ads about peachy gummies and I tried those. for some reason my phone and computer was always showing these ads about what products were good to clean your ass before a session. I tried the gummies in December in hopes that they would be effective for my trip to sdq in February but they were ineffective and a waste of money. again, I'm was on my social media pages and there was an advertisement for Haley's colon cleanse. I read almost all the Amazon reviews and ordered the product. we went to sdq for independence day. now, here is how you take the tea. I would take 2 tea bags put them in the bottom of the cup then take another cup of water, microwave for 3 minutes then pour the hot water over the tea bags in the other cup and put a small plate over the tea. let it sit covered for about 3 minutes then drink the tea around 7 p.m. my husband and I would go have dinner, walk the colonial zone til about 10 or so then go back to the apartment. by 6 a.m. the next morning I was bolting to the bathroom. the tea was working overtime and when it was time to get in the shower to ensure my hole was ready for some Dominican dick, I was only in the shower for about 10 - 20 minutes because the tea had done a thorough job cleaning my hot pocket. we stayed for 8 days so every night I drank the tea so I'd be ready for Manny's big dick cousin or moca Tarzan who I have fallen in love with. more about the 2 of them later. we went to sdq for independence day. omg. if you have not been to sdq for independence day then you don't know what you are missing. the guys come from all over the the Dr to party in the colonial zone. there was dick everywhere. they have this huge parade in the malecon and its a full military display with helicopters, big Dominican soldiers on the side of tanks with their huge dick prints bulging in their pants. there is video on line that shows these big dick Dominican soldiers being groped by the women in the crowd. I was soooooo fucking jealous because the guys were strapped to the sides of these tanks with guns and their dick prints were on full display and I wanted them all in my ass. the parade and parties in the malecon were amazing. I knew the parade would be crowded so I bought a special shirt off Amazon to let every Dominican man there know what I was looking for. the shirt had a bunch of dollar bills on the front with a phone and the shirt read money is calling, accept or decline. it front of the shirt looked like a cell phone does when you receive a call and it gives you the option to accept or decline the call. heyyyyyy, a whore has to be clever and it worked like a charm in the massive sea of big Dominican dicks. the shirt caught the eye of this Dominican was sitting in front of a president store. we exchanged numbers and he wanted to make money on the spot and suggested that we leave the fiesta and go back to my apartment but I was on a mission to find as many dominican dicks as I could find in that sea of sexy Dominican men. there was a time when I would travel to the dominican republic, call Manny and ask him for some of his guys. now when I'm there, manny calls me and asks me for my guys. the irony of it all. lol. so the guy sent me a short video, which I will show you because sharing is caring right, tramps? lol. this strange thing always happens when I'm in the Dr. well I wouldn't call it strange because I intentionally put out my calling card when I'm in the Dr so that my Dominicans who follow me on social media will know that I'm there. I tag myself at a restaurant or when the plane lands I will post video of the airport and here's what always happens when we arrive. I always get a text from unknown numbers of big dick sexy Dominican tops who I've never met or given my number to. you bitches know I don't lie and I will post the messages between me and these unknowns. whoever gives my number out know that I like big Dominican dicks because this big dick bodybuilder sent me a text. I didnt know who he was but he sent me a vanishing pic and I knew I wanted his dick in me and cum all over me. this guy was cumming to the colonial zone and wanted to meet. we agreed on my price and I told my husband that we needed to leave the parade and go back to the Airbnb. the stud military police had me hot and horny and I knew that I needed to be opened up after I saw his picture and video. I told him that if his pic and video were fake or if he couldnt get his dick hard then he wouldnt be getting paid and he would have to leave the apartment. I also told him that I liked having my nipples sucked a lot and if he wanted to be hired multiple times while I'm there then he'd had to do an amazing job sucking my nipples. my husband and I head back to the Airbnb, I send the unknown my location and tell him I will see him in one hour. I jump in the shower for a confirmation cleaning and within 10 minutes Im out and on the balcony looking out for the unknown. he arrives on motorcycle but doesn't see me but I can see him from the third floor balcony. he texts me from his phone, I whistle he looks around and don't see me which I think is funny for some dumb reason then I say que lol que hermano. he looks up and I wave. he cums upstairs, we shake hands greet and I offer him a presidente. he jumps in the shower and cums out with a towel around his waist and his body is flawless with a face to match. I couldn't wait to feel this stud inside me. he walks to me, drops his towel and begins to suck my nipple. my husband hears me moaning and he walks in and sucks my other nipple. I take a whiff of my poppers and lose total control of my body because my nipples and sensitive as fuck. this guy really wanted to be a regular because he had my nipple in his mouth for over 5 minutes and I stood there moaning uncontrollably because the pleasure was so immense. he took my hand and placed it on his dick. it was hard and thick as a cucumber. I kept squeezing his dick and every time I squeezed it, he made it throb in my hand. I reached for a condom, grabbed the lube and lubed my ass. I got in the bed doggie style and he slowing put every inch of that big Dominican dick in me. my husband positioned himself under me so he could suck my nipples while I was getting pounded by this sexy big dick Dominican stud. I told my husband that I was going to fuck that big Dominican dick until he shot his load and that's exactly what I did. we fucked for about 3o minutes. 2 minutes in he asked for the poppers. I passed him the bottle while he was in me and the poppers I use are very strong. he took one whiff and started to aggressively fuck me until he shot his milk. he fucked me so hard to the point that I was yelling because not only was he pounding my ass, he had grabbed the front of my neck and was punishing my hole until he drained his Dominican dick. afterwards we both collapsed in the bed panting heavily. we laid there for about 5 minutes trying to catch our breath. my husband asked me while we were lying there, "hoe are you ok." I told him hell yeah. I have to keep this motherfucker on heavy rotation because he fuck me so good. we cleaned up, the bodybuilder left and we laid around for about an hour. it was hot but the parade was still going on. we watched a little TV and I told my husband that i was going to call the guy from the parade over. I texted him, sent him my location and he was there in about 10 minutes. this guy took a shower came back into the room within minutes of me lubing my hole, he had me scrambling around in the bed because I couldn't take his big domincan dick. I was not ready to take such a huge dick after just getting pounded an hour earlier but this guy would not take slow it down or no as a directive. he would put his dick in me grind slow for a few minutes then long stroke my hole with his bid dominican dick while he spoke Spanish. he kept saying perra and I do know that perra means bitch in Spanish. I couldn't keep up with him, but when I could keep up with him and throw my ass in a circle he would call me perra (which turned me on) and slap or punch my butt cheeks. this guy did it all. he fucked me on the couch, in the hall and for the finale, he put me on my back and fucked me while my husband sucked my nipples. when he heard me about to cum, he started to really dig deep and pound my hole. I let out the loudest moan and shot one of the biggest loads to ever exit my body. my body shook with involuntary convulsions. a few seconds later he let out a load moan and nutted all over me and the load I had just shot all over myself. this happened in February. were now in April. to this day I still masturbate with my eyes closed thinking about how he fucked me so good. I also saw Manny's big dick cousin during this trip . he's very comfortable with me now and wanted to try some new things that I wont mention because some of you girls talk to much, lol. but Manny's cousin never disappoints. he just a tall handsome masculine Dominican who's extremely verbal when he fucks. Manny's cousin or nephew will make you fall in love with him because he's soooo handsome and the body is soooooo beautiful and the dick is soooo delicious and full of cum. well whores I hope to see you next year for independence day, 2027.

I am living in Cairo since 2 years. And its very hard to bring guests- even in my own apartment —because as a foreigner you're given extra protection/monitoring (?)—and I don't want the security guards to become suspicious, especially since in my case they're actual police officers. That's why I even rent an apartment in Giza in a less desirable area, which is very cheap and, most importantly, has no security guards. Recently, however, the main gate is often locked and there's a doorman. So it's not so easy anymore. When renting an Airbnb, you should make sure you can check in yourself, either with a key box or a code. If it says "with staff around the clock," it means that there's ALWAYS someone sitting downstairs watching. When renting an apartment, it's also important to make sure it's not in a compound. This is often the case in 6th of October or New Cairo. I've had good experiences in New Cairo: there are many apartment buildings there without doormen or security. However, these apartments are quite expensive... I think there are definitely a significant number of guys on Grindr in Cairo. But I'm certainly willing to pay for good-looking and muscular guys. Some guys are available for visits—but very rarely, and often in very run-down apartments. I highly recommend "Cap D'Or" downtown. It's a fairly large bar with good music and a very mixed crowd—but almost exclusively gay men and their allies. Recently, you have to reserve a table via WhatsApp (00201287130640). It's sometimes very crowded on Thursdays, so the manager felt he had to implement this measure—we'll see how long he can keep it up. At the moment, he has to close at 11:00 PM anyway due to the energy crisis, so reservations aren't necessary. Even though it's almost exclusively gay men there, it's obviously not a true gay bar. But you can definitely meet someone there! It's a 10-15 minute Uber ride from Zamalek. In Zamalek, I went to the H2O Gym—in an old, somewhat run-down villa, but it's a gym just for men... and there's a hot tub where you sometimes sit with very hot guys, and as a foreigner, you're usually approached. I no longer live there and now go to the "Transformers - Nile View" gym. Apparently, things get pretty wild in the sauna area at night/early morning. I've never tried it and don't intend to.

Short trip report for Tokyo and Osaka. Tokyo I tried Chance in Shinjuku-okubo to see a guy I have had my sights set on since I started planning my trip. The Chance reservation system worked well and the meeting point i was given was a small residential alley where i had to call the number provided for him to come out and fetch me. I will say the location wasn't the easiest, I was a little late because i got lost transferring in Shinjuku station then trying to find the right alley. The guy was great, friendly and exactly as pictured (he does porn so i already knew). The condom he had for me didn't fit but i had my own, decent bottom after some initial difficulty. It seems he has since left the store, so I was lucky to have got my top pick just in time. I wish i did a second reservation, I have a feeling he would have been even better the second time after we'd got more accustomed to each other. Next up was DG located in Shinjuku, the location for DG was easier, still i was directed to the meeting spot via email then asked to call the number to be fetched. Easy enough, wait by the address and call for someone to collect me, but if i didn't have international calling on my phone I'd suggest getting there a bit earlier to email and wait. The building I was walked around the corner to was the DG's dedicated shop, and i guess the guy didn't realise i had a reservation because he was about to call the guys in for me to pick. After that was cleared up the guy came in, he was a little different from his pictures but not by much, so not a big problem. He had almost no english, but we didn't need it. I didn't try any other services in Tokyo, I got a few guys from Grindr but catfished more often than not with edited or not accurate pics. The worst was a guy I waited an hour for, then he showed up and I was really regretting my decision. We got in the lift with an airline pilot as I died a little inside and sheepishly walked this creature I just invited back to my room out of the lift. I really should have just left him in the lobby, but i let him blow me then said it's time to leave. Thankfully I had a prescription of DoxyPEP, who knows what that mouth had in it. I wish I had planned my days a bit better and made more reservations with some other services, but now I know for next time. Osaka First night I had a guy from HK come over, he was visiting with family so we had to be quick so he could get back, very eager bottom. The next night I had booked a guy from Imaike, this was a random apartment and another guest was in the second bedroom so it was a bit of him waiting and checking when we can use the bathroom. He was a bit chubbier than his pics and stats, a bit hairy and didn't want to try to bottom. Not terrible but I wouldn't pick him again. Next up I tried out DG's branch in Osaka, my first pick wasn't available but they had other options. DG asked me to wait at a location and email, so i emailed and then they asked if i was at another location. it was a bit of back and forth and a bit annoying but they eventually told me to walk down the street and I saw they guy i was meeting. I should have just called. The guy I went with was also someone I'd seen on Twitter before, but for the life of me can't find his private profile anymore. He was a bit shy which i didn't expect but very hot and a firm tight ass to die for, I tried to meet him again later in the trip but both him and my original pick were always reserved. My 4th night back to back, I was back at Chance, this time trying out their Osaka store. The guy I met was half Thai, so I gave him a little of my terrible Thai to break the ice, it seemed to work. But he wasn't the best in bed and although he tried he couldn't bottom. His profile is gone from their store now so maybe he has left the business or gone somewhere else. After the consecutive days I was worn out and took a break, with a couple of grindr meetups here and there. Mostly more catfish and other tourists. I was really in need of a massage so I tried out Backdoor Massage, location is a bit out of the way, but I found it ok. They give you a sheet to select the extra services you want (for a fee) and full service was not on the list so i just selected sucking, 2k for him to suck me, 2k for me to suck him. I just gave him a 10 on top of the massage fee and said let's just enjoy. My instincts turned out to be right with that move, the massage barely happened, I actually did want a massage but ok, straight to play. He tried to jump on without lube, no condom even considered, but quickly discovered he'd at least need to get some lube to make this happen. Expensive but a very good experience. My final night was the spectacular end for me, back to Chance after I gave up on trying to get reservations at DG. The guy I picked I really wish i had met earlier in my trip, he was 10/10 perfect. Ok English, really nice to talk to and the toned smooth body that I adored. He initially struggled with the size, but even after I said it's ok we can do something else, he was determined and it ended up being the best sex i had the whole trip! Then right after that appointment I had a date at a restaurant I had to get to, the first japanese guy with accurate photos, it was a miraculous day! I got him back to my room as well, but I've got to say my mind might still have been on the Chance guy while we had our fun. I really wish I had even one more night to get the Chance guy again, but such is life, maybe he'll still be around next time. Summary: All services I was able to communicate in English, no problems with booking but I would suggest making your reservation a few days early if you really want someone specific. Chance is probably my preferred group, photos were more accurate and their guys were mostly the best for my taste, 2/3 of the guys i would repeat. https://chance-shinjuku.jp/ / https://chance-shinokubo.jp/ https://chanceosaka.jp/home/ DG is a close second, the reservation staff were easiest to communicate with, easy locations, 1/2 of the guys I would repeat. https://lang.dgdgdg.com/ Imaike, this place specialise in twinks, but not many staff and I wouldn't repeat the guy I picked. https://osaka.imaike.info/index2.html Backdoor 'Massage', I only tried one guy and we didn't really get to the massage bit. A bit expensive with extras not included and still being the same base price as other full service places. I might repeat but not highest priority. https://osaka.backdoor-g.com/ Grindr/9mon and other apps were not great for meeting Japanese guys if you only speak english, maybe I was just unlucky or need to be less direct and approach them differently. There is an abundance of hot twinks but the language barrier is more difficult than other east asian countries. Unfortunately no sento or saunas this trip, but that's a future plan. Oh and the cherry blossoms were absolutely worth seeing, very beautiful to see the cities full of blooming sakura. That's all I have time for to write about this trip, thanks for reading.

Arrived in Surabaya in the afternoon, about 30 minutes late, which seems to be standard for Batik Air. I flew business class, which is not exactly glamorous, but for these short domestic flights in Indonesia I still think it is worth it. Lounge access, extra luggage allowance, dedicated check-in, bigger seats, first on, first off, and your bag actually comes out early. They also somehow manage a meal service on a flight that is not even an hour long. It also left from the city airport, which was much closer to the hotel, and security was easy. The one weird part: they made me take my aerosol hairspray out of my checked luggage and carry it on. On domestic flights it apparently has to be in carry-on, while international was the reverse. Indonesia keeps you guessing🤷‍♂️ I was not even planning to come back to Surabaya. It is another big, ugly city, maybe even less visually appealing than Jakarta, with an even more religious feel, and it is Indonesia’s second largest city, so it is not exactly some hidden gem. I came back for one reason: dick. More specifically, a guy I had met on a previous trip who gives me really good sex. I even brought him the little gifts from Mexico he had asked for. Honestly, I could have happily spent every day with him and been perfectly content. Also, because Indonesia is mostly Muslim, the abundance of clean-cut cocks is a nice change of pace from Mexico, South America, Thailand, etc. Of course, thanks again to my brilliant planning, I only got to see him two days because he had also been out of town for Eid. Note to self: next time maybe check the calendar before building part of a trip around a hookup 😏 Unlike Jakarta during the holiday, the apps here were busy. A German friend of mine always says, the stricter the religion, the hornier the guys are. Surabaya did not exactly disprove his theory. The other couple of times, I met up with a 23 yr old guy from Grindr who spoke perfect English and seemed like he had traveled more than I have. My first guess was family money or sugar daddies. After talking to him more, I think probably family money, but who knows. When he first walked into the lobby, I would have bet a thousand dollars he was a total bottom. He said he was a top. Credit where due, he was telling the truth 😝. Average dick, but very solid performance. He also drank as much as I did, which is rare for a Muslim, but as he put it, he is Muslim only in religion and a whore everywhere else 😁 He was also just fun to be around. Great conversation, funny, not shy, easy in restaurants, easy company. He paid once, I paid once, which felt odd 🤔 Walking around with him definitely got attention. He looked different enough already, and then add the fact that he was with what felt like the only white foreigner we saw, and people noticed. On the street we got a lot of looks. In restaurants and at the hotel, though, there were clearly plenty of gay workers and customers around, plus a few lesbian couples, so it did not feel as shocking there. He told me it is illegal to have gay sex, not illegal to be gay, which is one of those distinctions that makes absolutely no sense, but welcome to Indonesia 👍 Next time I will plan better around the guy I originally came to see, because I really like him and I really like the sex with him and his big headed 🍆 Off to Bali next, which feels like my second home at this point. But I am getting ready to go to Delhi this morning, so the Bali report will have to wait. I also need to think a little more before writing it, because I met someone there I really liked. Then again, how is a whore like us supposed to suddenly settle down and be with just one guy 🙄

I see that the Midnight Hour (Bangkok Eyes) website has started updating its maps of nightlife areas. http://www.bangkokeyes.com/ For March 2026, it has updated the maps for Patpong 1, Patpong 2, and Silom 4 ( which it calls Soi Katoey). They show all the adult entertainment venues, both gay and straight. So not that much of interest for us on Patpong 1 - just Big Boy Bar and Chaichana massage. A few more places of course in Patpong 2, and then all the venues shown for Silom 4 are gay, I think. Might be an interesting peruse if you are planning a trip to Bangkok and have not been there in a while.

I can confirm, I met christian a few times IRL in Bangkok, Pattaya and Jomtien. And even though I think he is a very nice person, and I love his blog, he NEVER tipped me.

I believe this may partially be the case. I have had two long term relationships, one of which was for ten years with a man from Taiwan. Eventually we lived together in both the US and in Taiwan, but it initially started as a long distance relationship. I am currently in a 'situation' with a Cambodian man who lives in Thailand. Again, this is a long distance arrangement. I also have long time Thai friends. While any relationship requires communication and trust to be successful and long lasting, my experiences have taught me that I cannot expect them to communicate in the exact same manner I am accustomed to or would expect if they were white American men. If that is your expectation, you are in for a rough road ahead. There is a big cultural difference, not to mention the language barrier. Not sure where you are from or your nationality. Unless your guy is fluent in your native language, you both are probably using a translation app on the phone or computer. Unfortunately, these are not always completely accurate and the meaning gets garbled or lost completely. I check, double-check and triple-check everything I send in a message to be sure. I can translate one sentence three times on the same app and it will come out different all three times. I believe you are over-thinking the romance piece. You didn't say what your guy does for work? You also didn't mention how you met. Those pieces of the puzzle might help us respond better to the cheating question. Bottom line...all relationships require communication and trust. Long distance even more so.

After massage, I had a snack then I went to Sauna Mania for one hour. I had free entry coupon for weekday (Monday to Wednesday) which I had received when I went on Saturday. About 15 guys in dark maze. A bit of fun touches and gropping here and there but I spent half an hour on my phone while admiring 3 guys in the gym. I went back to airbnb condo to get ready for 7pm appointment. I received a message at 6:30pm. Abs guy wanted me to know he might be late a few minutes because of bad traffic. At 7:00pm, he texted me to say he was downstairs. I went down and he explained that he didn't stay near Silom. He couldn't take motorcycle taxi. The taxi he was in had been stuck at a particular road and he was afraid he would be late. No big deal. Even if he had been late, i would wait for him! I was so attracted to his hard abs!

I can see why you would resent use of the word oblivious. Perhaps it wasn't the right word. After all, you admitted in your first post on this thread that you were aware of Prep but didn't take it. So let us consider your actions. By not taking precautions you became infected with HIV and, by your own admission, had unprotected sex with many men...who knows how many you infected. You also claim to love Brazillian men - what is your definition of love? Mine includes to care and to protect. That includes to care about, and to protect from HIV. Perhaps a better word is 'selfish'. Or perhaps 'irresponsible'. Maybe 'uncaring'. I am not trying to be harsh, just keeping it real. Your actions have consequences.

Unfortunate truth is, no matter how well boys are being paid for their services and an access to their bodies, they are being treated as cheap commodities . Very fact that customer can touch their private parts after knowing them in bar for 5 minutes or engage in sex in massage parlor 20 minutes into session is degrading and dehumanising by every name . Their customers would not allow the same to be done to them. Difference is only in compensation. It may be customers impression that 5000 baht tip soothes guys better than 1000 baht one. Boys in question may have different or at times even opposite ideas. Boy with low self esteem may be happy with his 1000 while other , oiled with 5000 may still consider it self imposed insult to himself.

I heard rumors about a ransomeware attack. What happened, @TotallyOz? I am so glad we are back to normal! Congrats for your quick reaction and recovery!

I hope you've also fixed the security vulnerability that led to the hack... Thank you very much for maintaining and restoring the forum

Parade guy

wow, so much dirt water thrown at somebody one never even met. Where all that dirt is coming from ? Work on busted main collector or something ?

Alright Maurice keep your wig on don't want to be busting your colostomy bag.

I don’t think so. Everything you’ve mentioned would be a cause of concern to me. I’ll preface my comments by saying this isn’t a criticism of you but notes from personal experience. Attributing relationship red flags to “cultural differences” and overlooking them is at best naive, at worst dangerous. You’ve given us little information to go on. Where did you meet him? In a bar? Was he formerly or even currently a working boy? Or if you met him on Grindr, has he ever accepted payment for hook ups? Does he have other “partners”? This could be cultural or simply down to personality. I’m inclined to say it’s only partly cultural. Thai people are known to be indirect or suppress their feelings (especially when it’s confrontational or uncomfortable) but while not communicative, they’re known to be affectionate and if not by words, by actions. Such as showing commitment to the partnership, never flaking out or making unexpected changes, being contactable nearly all of the time, transparent about who they’re going out with. It could be personality, there’s nothing wrong with being emotionally reserved. But combined with your suspicion he’s not being honest and being uncontactable on nights out, clearly you feel something isn’t right otherwise you wouldn’t be posting here. Gut feelings shouldn’t be ignored. What’s the worst case scenario? He doesn’t have sincere feelings for you at the moment and is with you for his own reasons. Then, do you think he’s genuinely open to building a foundation where his feelings can blossom over time and your worries are slowly erased? There is nothing wrong with this either. I’m in agreement with their other members here who have responded. Unless you’re ready to cut things off, there’s no point overthinking things but for your own sake, be observant and don’t keep giving him a free pass based on “cultural differences” I expect many of your questions will be answered after spending time together in two weeks.

I think you did what is right on both accounts , your reasoning is correct , if family doesn't have money for lavish funeral they should abandon the idea and go by what they have. Deceased can't care less and screw what rest of family and neighbours say. At end of day it's not very smart to get ruined just to keep up with customs and tradition.

Good point, Vinapu. MauRICE can make interesting contributions, but there’s definitely a streak of vitriol running through many of his posts. Part of it seems to come from a kind of self‑righteous mindset that is increasing common online: as long as someone holds the “correct” views on Middle East politics, or the “right” opinion on how much to compensate a service provider, then their tone in their postings apparently doesn’t matter — they can still consider themselves the better person. Combine that with a generally sneering attitude toward older white men, who make up the majority of posters on this board, and it’s hardly a recipe for winning friends or influencing people.

Stayed at the Zing many times now, they are totally guest friendly. I usually come downstairs when my guest has arrived to greet them and lead them upstairs to my room. If I see the same boy again, they then usually just make their way straight to my room; they have to pass reception, but that has never been a problem. As to M Bar, I love the place, stuffed full of baht-hungry boys. Most would be all to happy to drink with you and probably to be offed back to your room later. As to the boys on stage, if they are performing/dancing, they will be focussed on that; some may already have customers awaiting them off-stage, but most will be all to happy to accept a drink when their turn on stage is completed. I agree with other posters than you can always ask a waiter about a particular boy if you feel uncomfortable approaching the lad directly. The boys can leave you alone if they think that you are happy with your own company, but break the ice with the offer of a drink or two and you will find yourself having to 'fight them off with a stick' 🤣 I think the basic off-fee is 300 baht, rising to 500 baht for their main stage boys. Tip expectations are usually 2k for Short-Time, but 1.5k can still be negotiated with some boys. There are stage shows at 10pm and midnight, but many of the boys sleep above the bar and will linger inside, and out front for several hours after that. Many a night it has been between 2-3am before my boyfriend and I have trudged our way back to the hotel (either on our own or with a borrowed third for the night) and we have very rarely ever been the last customer to leave.

My guy's grandmother passed away 2 years ago. He was very distraught and asked me to book an air ticket for him from Bangkok to Vietnam immediately the next day. I did as he asked and I offered my sympathies and condolences. After he arrived in Vietnam, he asked me for US$3500 to pay for the funeral. I declined to send him the money. I felt that I had already done my part by booking air ticket for him (about US$300 as it was an urgent booking). I reasoned that the rest of his family should contribute to funeral expenses and not just him. I believe that he feels responsible based on Vietnamese tradition because he is the only son (he has older and younger sisters) in the family. His father is a retired soldier and currently farms on their family land and earns enough just to get by. Finally, my last reason was why do you need such a grand funeral? I felt that my guy and his family wanted a grand funeral for the matriach to impress relatives and neighbours and follow the Asian custom of "saving face". However, I have always been a thrity person and don't believe in extravagant events - whether weddings or funerals. So it was very much a personal stance of mine not to overspend and I stood firm. I did not say my reasons to my guy of course. I just told him that I was unable to provide additional financial help. Our Line conversations became awkward for the next few weeks but we still stayed in touch. There were times when I felt guilty and I questioned myself whether I should have helped him. When we met again in Bangkok a few months later, I said sorry in person to him for not giving him that money for a grand funeral. He said it was ok. He observed the traditional one year mourning period. He avoided celebrations including a birthday celebration I had planned for him in December later that year.

unnecessary nasty, offensive and belligerent. Exactly kind of post which makes others thinking they should bother with participating in forum. It's better to discuss possible scammers than other members alleged shortcomings. OP came across those two men and decided to warn us about. He even made this disclaimer :

You are not stupid. You just want to help somebody who you feel deserved it. Whether you saw him 3 times or 333 , it's irrelevant. Don't overthink it , just send what you feel like. Your good karma will follow . In beginning of Covid, upon learning boy I met only once but was very impressed with, got stuck in his native Cambodia and took very low job , just to stay afloat, with help of forum friend I sent him some money. Boy barely remembered me if at all and yet, 2 years later when we met by chance in soi 4 he recognized me then, thanking me several times. Rest i.e. subsequent multiple offs is just a history

Summary of extended 4-nights weekend trip in March (Friday to Tuesday) - Met 3 guys for first time (1 massage and 2 from bars) - Met 3 regulars (2 massage and 1 from bar) - Met new forum members - Went to new club (EDT for shower show) I cannot wait for next trip in end May. I am going to Bangkok again specially to see the Pride Parade on Sunday 31 May. This year, the route includes Silom Road! 🥳🥳🥳

And this is why we can't have nice things. Science comes up with great ways for us not to get sick and die. Then, people privileged enough to have access to them too often shrug their shoulders and 'no thanks'. Never mind the social value of preventing the spread of deadly diseases, they don't feel like it so they're not gonna.

Hi @Cball It would probably help members here to assist you if you clarified whether you are seeking to hire paid companions, or are looking for non-commercial encounters. If you are interested in hiring: Several years ago there there was someone with a similar interest in Muay Thai boxers who posted on the boards (I know @bucknaway also has this interest, but I think this encounter involved someone else). He frequented a girly bar complex in Pattaya (between Beach Road and the Pattaya Beer Garden) where they had set up a boxing ring, and retired Muay Thai boxers gave exhibition matches and then mingled for tips. He got the boxers attention by giving them generous tips and buying them drinks. After a night or two of this, he befriended one guy in particular and made an “indecent proposal”. If I recall correctly, the boxer took him up on it, but being straight I think he was unwilling to do much - it was basically a muscle worship session. Obviously this modus operandi was perilous as the boxer might have take the proposal it badly. In any event, I think that bar complex is now closed. Currently, the “Pink Panther” bar on Patpong Lane 2 in Bangkok also features Thai boxing exhibitions. It’s a straight bar, though, so the boxers may not be open to such proposals—caution is advised. You might also check massage parlours whose websites list masseurs’ interests—some mention boxing or other sports. However, the guys that mention boxing seem to be the more the straight guys from memory, so I’m not sure how much they would be into "sweaty rough sex with sweaty rough dudes". If you are into non-commercial contacts: Try scrolling through Grindr in Bangkok and filtering by interests—some users may list boxing or similar activities.

Great hotel. No hassles with visitors. Great lap pool. I stayed at Sukhothai Hotel past week - double the price. Voco is almost comparable in terms of comfort. i found it more fun to meet boys on grindr. Just made it clear that id pay 200 for taxi if not what I was looking for. The bars are dire. I also got scammed in one bar where they claimed I'd given a 100 instead of 1000. Just not worth the hassle.

I really liked the fried banana at Foodland

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You only have to be with one who doesn’t have a big dick to be able to say that not every African money body in Pattaya has a big dick.

For many clients, the boys are indeed a commodity calling for a clear business component to the transaction. The higher the volume of encounters the more commercial they tend to lean. But whether it's your first time or thousandth, let's never forget the humanity behind this trade wall. These young men certainly deserve courtesy, kindness and respect.

"The land of smiles". I'd advise any newbie that if he wants a successful meeting, he should start with a smile. And then he will likely end with one.

I will start with my last day in Agadir I had 8 tops and three bottoms one after the other in a well known Sauna (Hammam) there. All the sex takes place in the 20 private shower rooms. I used half the rooms myself. There is separate sauna and steam room where the guys eye each other up and grabbed their dicks. I think they are scared to play with each other because once they established I was a foreigner I was the most popular whore there that night. They were suspicious of me at first but once the first big thick dicked guy got brave then word in the sauna spread like wild fire. He was late 30s, real masculine bull who knew how to fuck, 8.5 inches and very thick. It was one after the other after that until it was closing time. Hours of pure hedonism. So many hot young guys all free except the last two. Hot muscly bodies, some normal and skinny, mixed bunch from tanned to pale. Dicks ranging in size from 7 to 9.5 inches. Almost all very thick. A few bottoms were smaller but I don't care too much about size just giving details. Lots of bubble butts. The hottest guy there who was very masculine and I was certain was a top... turned out to be a bottom. I was very surprised but he gave an amazing bj and had the best and most perfect bubble butt, muscular, tall, pale, six pack, gorgeous face and body. Amazing clean and tight hole. His 9 inch dick was rock hard the whole time but he wouldn't let me touch it. I realised at the end why because I grabbed it as I was about the cum in his ass and he just bursted enough cum for a week. Just perfect. I got fucked by two more guys both were fine but didn't last long. Then I fuck another guy with a great ass. He was late 30s and very handsome with beautiful grey eyes. He was rock hard 7 inches and then he flipped abd fucked me. Very good fucker with good motion and thrust. It was just a bit awkward The last two guys worked there and said they would fuck me together for 50 dirhams each, which I obliged. They were cleaning after me for hours already and they scrubbed my body and butt cheeks squeaky clean when first got there. I was groped by several scrubbers in other Hammam. I'm talking touching my dick, balls, butt checks and hole but that was it. Nothing else happened in those other Hammam even though there was a lot of eye contact, bulges being touched, very horny but no action. Anyway, the last 2 guys were both tanned one a shade darker than the order. One medium height, one tallish, both toned bodies. Both cute. Late 20s. One 8 inches and the other 9 inches. Both very thick and great fucks with stamina. Actually, I couldn't take anymore at the end and it was approaching closing time. It was a day for the record books. Never been with so many guys in one day. The owner was a bit stand offish at the beginning but after a nice tip he became very accommodating and hospitable. And that was my last day in Agadir. I wonder if the last two guys had a lot of practice there because the Hammam is well known in the city and was recommended to me by another hot vers guy who is a private masseur. I met him 3 times, decent massage, great fuck, handsome, great body, good English, good conversation, welcoming and friendly . A great guy. Good mix of bottoms, vers and top guys there but almost all want money. Not a lot. The sauna was the only place I wasn't asked for money except the last 2 guys. It wasn't a lot at all so I was fine tipping them. The biggest guy I met on the first night, 11 inches and so thick. He was the thickest I might have ever taken. He was hitting my g spot instantly but didn't last long, and his personal hygiene put me off unfortunately, even after I made him take a shower and he was high as fuck. I was only mildly high and drunk. More about him later. I had a few confrontations but I'm more crazy when met with crazy. This young 19 year old handsome, muscled boy has the best 8 inch cock. It was so curved that it was playing my g spot like a piano. I was literally screaming from pleasure. Then I flipped him and fucked his too tight perfect bubble butt.

I might add here that if he does not have proper documents for working in Thailand, it can get pretty complicated for someone to receive money. If you go the bank route, you would need his account information for the bank in Laos. That would be a wire transfer which takes time for him to actually receive the money. Depending on his bank, he might not be able to access the money from Thailand. If he is in Bangkok and you send the money via Western Union, without proper documentation he will not be able to pick up the money from WU. If you send it via WU to Laos and he is in Bangkok, again...he won't be able to pick it up. Sending money to the guys working in the clubs in Thailand who are from Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam, Myanmar, etc. and are considered illegals gets very, very complicated. Your heart is in the right place, but what you wish to do is not easy.

Of coure you are correct, but isn't that one of the reasons @jimmie50 has asked his questions here on the forum? He genuinely wants answers to a whole variety of issues - and especially the potential pitfalls. Entering any relationship has its own set of probems. Entering one with a man much younger than yourself who lives half a world away - a world and cultures you do not know much about - and clearly has a dose of his own problems relating especially to lack of a visa and the nature of his employment has quite a few more. Starting a romance should be wonderful experience. Others here have found ways around problems. But surely you first have to know what the problems are or might be?

There's only one week in the year when I'd rather be here at home than in Thailand.