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I went there yesterday but the heat got to me and I found it exhausting wandering around. Also, many of the sights, including the palace, were closed.

My final night at Space bar saw me, yet again, as the only customer. My 3 boys quickly came and joined me for the evening. The conversation soon turned dirty, and amongst other things I discovered that Mr Handsome only jacks off once a week "because it healthy to keep sperm inside body." OK. Thanks for that! He also told me he has a 20cm cock, a fact that was later confirmed by the other boys. OMG! This guy has everything. I then bought a fourth guy a drink. This is the guy who can't keep his hands to himself and is constantly groping everyone - except me, Of course he fits the mold of the guys working there. He's also gorgeous and is a model, and was in the Mr Cambodia competition last year. Mr Handsome number 2 again cuddled up to me and I found my hand spending a lot of time in his sweaty armpit. One of the guys - the singer - started groping me. (At last!! What took you so long!!) Naturally, I returned the favour. He offered to massage me in the hotel for $100 but when I said yes, of course it came to nothing. Just teasing. He told me the guys there do not go off with customers. Customers tend to arrive after 12:30 so it's a good idea to get there well before that. The boys then went back and forth between the 3 tables but I always had 3 sitting with me. As I was about to leave a guy came in from the street and immediately rushed over to give me a hug. "I know you!" he said. OMG! It was my favourite guy, Virat, from my last visit 8 years ago! I went to the bar every night for around 2 weeks and we sat together in a dark corner and just grope each other all night. (Sadly, things have changed). We would stop when we were about to cum, have a drink and then continue.He now has a very nice food cart and drops into the bar every now and then. I bought him a drink and we reminisced about the fun times we had back in the day. Although the hands -on action from the old days had gone, it didn't really matter because I had so much fun over the last 4 nights. For me, it's the only place in town.

My regular guy in Pattaya - he takes care of me the entire time and I've been seeing him for around 10 years - used to work with his brother in the now-defunct Eros Bar. They are total opposites in every aspect. My guy has it all - drop-dead gorgeous, swimmer's body, quiet and gentle, all backed up with a huge Isaan cock. His brother is small and missed out on the big cock. A customer was smitten by him and bought him a motorcycle, but when he returned to Pattaya, he didn't want anything to do with him. My guy was shocked by his attitude. Unfortunately, he spent all his earnings on alcohol (and drugs, I suspect) and his brother was always bailing him out. I asked him why he continually helped him with money, "He my brother', he replied. I found it strange that 2 brothers could work in the same bar, especially as Eros was a hands-on bar where everything except fucking took place (they had a room inside the bar for that.) When my guy told me his brother wanted me to jack him off, I was happy to oblige but then his brother sat and watched! "Is your younger brother embarrased that your watching? I asked. "No problem," he replied. His sister also worked in a girlie bar on Walking Street. So sex ran in the family. So the moral of the story is, just because they are brothers doesn't always mean they are similar.

I turned up at Space bar at 9:30 and was the only customer. I had my 3 favourite boys sit with me and we drank and chatted. As usual, the boys were having fun, groping each other and carrying on in a very sexual way. (Pick me! Pick me!) The conversation turned dirty very quickly. I nearly had a heart attack when Mr Handsome jokingly (I think) gave me that cheeky smile and asked me if I'd like to eat his arse! There was also lots of talk about coming back to the hotel with me and who was top or bottom. Mr Handsome first said he was bottom but later told me he was top. He's definitely a bottom! I realised what I find extra special about him. He reminds me of the cute, impossibly handsome Japanese boy singers who are constantly brushing their hand through their hair. I told him he should go and model in Japan, where he'd make a fortune. He has the super cute boyish face that Japanese go gaga over. I didn't suggest it but he'd also be a superstar in any of the gay bars in Bangkok. He told me he often goes to the Heart of Darkness disco. Just imagine how the boys there would flock to him. He said he meets lots of guys there who he has fun with. If he wins the Mr Cambodia contest next month he told me he'd receive a cash prize of $500-1000 but more importantly, he'd recurved various contracts for acting roles and TV advertisements. Later on the evening another customer turned up and was sitting by himself. I very reluctantly suggested one of the guys -not Mr Handsome- go and sit with him, but they stayed with me. He left after 20 minutes or so, no doubt cursing me for monopolising the boys. At least I tried. BTW, the boys never hassle you for drinks. I told them they could drink as much as they wanted, yet they didn't take advantage of me and go wild.

"There was a particularly pretty Vietnamese guy. As we walked, he bragged about how he was the #1 boy in the bar. (I should have known then.) He acted like a boy who knew he was pretty." There's a similar Vietnamese guy in Good Boy - remember? You were considering him but then he was snatched by another customer. I think you missed a bullet. I tend to shy away from those types because not only do they know they're handsome, they want to charge extra for that and, in my earlier experience, did not perform well in the room.

When I was in Ni-chome (one of Tokyo's gay areas) I was often accosted by guys from Taiwan. Rather than pay 10,000 yen for street trade, I'd rather pay more and visit a legitimate place. It would be much safer and the guys' service to their customers is legendary; as you would expect in Japan.

I went to Hatha every night on my last visit when I was staying at Arthur and Paul. But the recent reviews suggest it has gone seriously downhill.

Mr Handsome number 1 is not in the photos but number 2 is - he's on the left in the second photo. As predicted, last night was totally different to my first night there. There was only one customer when I arrived and he was sitting at a table with number 1, so I quickly joined them. I suddenly went weak at the knees as I sat next to him. He greeted me with a huge smile and a little hug and put his hand on my thigh. It's no surprise that he is a model and he showed me some photos on his instagram. There he was, strutting his stuff on the catwalk. He's in the Mr Cambodia competition and has his interview on Thursday. I think I'm in love! The crusty old farang at our table - he lives in Phnom Penh and is a regular customer - told me he had offed him once before for sex, but I somehow doubt it. Mind you, on the first night number 1 was constantly smiling at me and for a brief moment I thought he was giving me the come-on, but there was no indication that he is available. I'd be willing to pay any amount to take him back to the hotel. Number 2, who is also a model and who looks even better than his photo, was quite touchy feely. He lifted up his singlet and put my arm around his bare waist and snuggled up to me. He spent a lot of time leaning back into me as I felt his body and squeezed his muscles. As I was sitting there in sheer heaven another very handsome guy came up and put my hand on number 2's crotch. I immediately removed it, as it was uninvited. Then yet another guy (you guessed it - very handsome) sat closer to me and was continually touching me. He jokingly suggested we get a room across the street. When I said : "OK. Let's go", he just laughed and squeezed my leg. I only came here to go to Space Bar every night and it has definitely been well worth it. To sit in a bar surrounded by drop-dead gorgeous guys wearing singlets is a dream come true. Javier, the Spanish owner, has chosen his guys well. They are super friendly and speak enough English to be able to hold a decent (and very indecent!) conversation. Things may even get better tonight.

The Soma massage is right next to my hotel so I decided to give it a try. I asked for a male masseur and one soon turned up with a basin to wash my feet. He seemed to have a great body but, of course, he was fully-clothed. And he was wearing a mask. We headed upstairs where he told me to change into some baggy pants and t-shirt while he waited outside. Not a good start. I last down on my dich and he worked on my back and legs for an inordinately long time. His m massaged my butt but his hand never stayed into my crack. And certainly no "accidental" brushing of the balls. Oh, dear. After I'd turned over things slightly improved with the odd touching of my cock. Instant hard-on. Then he moved down to my feet again. "Hey! What are you doing? I've got a hard-on, for Christ's sake! Doesn't that tell you something? Hello!!" I thought. A bit further into the massage he at last asked me what I wanted. "We jack each other off. Ok?" "How much you pay?" "$20" "I want $30." Now, he had me in a vulnerable position - I was horny add hell, so I agreed. I asked him to take off his pants but he only pulled them down a bit so I could grab the goods. Nice hard Cambodian cock. I tried to "smoke" him but he wasn't having any of that. He then told me he wouldn't cum. In the end, I just paid him $20 and he seemed ok with that. I thought I'd actually over -paid him because the hand-job was nothing special. I'll try and find another place tomorrow where the boys are more "amenable."

I've re -played this video many times. My God, his cock is huge. It's clearly visible. So although he lost the pole vault, he's a big winner in another sense. I imagine he'd be getting plenty of action back in the olympic village!

Off to Space Bar last night. I have fond memories of the last time I was here and all the fun I had. It was party time every night with the boys and all the customers. There was lots of fooling around with the boys and I had one guy in particular who would sit with me and we'd engage in mutual groping the entire evening. Since then, the bar has changed a little. As soon as I walked in I spotted an impossibly handsome guy sitting with Taiwanese customers at the next table. We were smiling at each other and I was dying for him to come over and say hello. Unfortunately, he stayed at the table and only came over briefly to clink glasses. Another guy came over and said : "I know you. You been here before." This was from my last visit 8 years ago! Another hunky guy came and sat with me and I bought him a drink but he then got up and started circulating among the guests. He'd drop by every now and then and sit with me a bit. But definitely no touching. I had a great chat with a Spanish guy and his French friend but I was more interested in Mr Handsome. At midnight, the tops came off and we got to admire their beautiful bodies. I asked one of the guys what time their jeans came off, but he just laughed. Although there wasn't any action with the boys and the customers, the boys were fooling around a bit with each other, poking each other in the arse, pretending to fuck, etc. Mr Handsome was sitting with one of the customers whose sex was indeterminate, and he /she was playing with his nipples. He gave me a look which said, I don't like this. At the end of the evening I had a long and interesting chat with Javier, the Spanish owner. He has a degree in Spanish Art and Literature so we chatted about the Goya and Velaquez paintings in the Prado museum. I asked him if the boys ever took of their jeans and he said he'd been trying to get them to do that for the last 10 years, but to no avail. I'll be heading over there again tonight. Once the boys get to know you, things can change. Here's hoping!

Actually, that's exactly what I'm always looking for. It saves a lot of time looking.

Thanks for the great advice, and also your earlier PM.

I arrived here this afternoon - we had a scary landing during a thunder storm. As I left the hotel to start exploring I was greeted by a very handsome tuk - tuk driver. "You come with me to market?" " You come with me to my room?" Actually, I didn't say that but I was sorely tempted to. Obviously, he's not gay, otherwise he'd be working at Fresh Boys! If I can work up the courage I might make that offer to him, just to watch him chuck wow. Leave it with me.

There used to be a very late night tv show in Japan called "Tekoki karaoke" (masturbation karaoke.) If you scored over 90 for your singing you'd win 1 million yen. A guy stood behind a table while a girl dressed as a nurse or a maid (common fantasies in Japan) knelt down and jerked him off while he sang. He was scored on the quality of his singing, which usually deteriorated when he was getting close to cumming. As the guys reached orgasm most would lose it completely, thus affecting their score. You never got to see the wanking itself but they did show the cum spraying all over the place. There was always a close-up of the sometimes rather large puddle on cum on the floor. Unfortunately, the show no longer exists. Only in Japan. https://m.itsmyfetish.com/336098/ Sometimes, as in this example, the guy got through the song without cumming.

The difference is they are willing participants and it's all part of the fun. But most importantly, nobody loses face.

Trump is a vile, disgusting excuse for a human being. Totally unsophisticated, uneducated (did he even finish school?) racist, misogynist and vulgar sociopathic narcissist. Unfortunately, as an outsider I'm revolted to think that so many Americans - those who support him make up half of the entire population, it seems - are just like him. If he wins, how will world leaders react when dealing with a convicted rapist and fraudster?

But it is impolite to throw money - or anything, for that matter - at people. I remember a night in BBB in Pattaya when a Japanese guy did the same as the guys were lined up on stage. Being Japanese, he should have known better. There was an unseemly scramble among the boys to pick up as much as they could. Lots of yelling, pushing and shoving. I thought it was demeaning, but then, maybe that's just me and my Japanese upbringing.

The other thing that irks me is when they go to hand over the money to the boy, they suddenly withdraw their hand and leave the guy hanging. Even though they always give him money, it's still very awkward.

I began with Fresh Boys again. My favourite groper from Laos rushed up and got started straight away. I wasn't particularly horny because I'd not long finished a session with my friend. But strangely enough, things started looking up, so to speak. We went inside and I had him sit with me, where we continued our fun. The bar was comparitively empty. I fully intended to off him, especially when I unexpectedly saw him in the big cock show but he told me he only did chuck wow, that was the end of the story. Right on midnight I headed over to Good Boys, just on time to see the rich dickhead doctor throwing his money around again. He was greeted with thunderous applause. A few minutes later I turned around and he had gone. My eye caught a glimpse of a guy standing in the shadows. I could see him waving at me so I had him sit with me. He is #69, from Cambodia. As soon as he sat down he started cuddling me and put my hand on his cock. (I only touch the guys when invited to do so). He got hard immediately. Mmm... medium size. Back in the room he was still very affectionate, with lots of hugs and kisses. As soon as we got into bed the medium became enormous. Seven or more inches of fat Cambodian cock. There is a god, afterall. There must be something in the water in Cambodia, Laos, Vietnam and Myanmar. They produce lots of well-hung guys. So fucking was immediately ruled out and we settled for a 'samoking' and chuck wow session. I had great difficulty getting me mouth around his cock. His performance wasn't the greatest but I was more than satisfied. He was jacking off as he was servicing me and came in his hand. Unfortunately, I'll be sleeping in a sticky bed tonight because he managed to soil the sheets a little. He turned out to be ever so slightly fem, but for once I didn't care.

No, he had a face like a dropped pie. But I did put my hand out when he was splashing the cash around.

I've got to tell you what I saw tonight in Goodboys. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it. After enduring the insipid show at the nearly empty Dream Boys I went to Good Boys to off last night's guy for another "smoking" session. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. As often happens, when guys make money with a customer they go AWOL for a while. There was a customer sitting opposite me wearing stupid -looking white sunglasses and acting like a total dickhead. He was standing up and waving his arms around and "dancing" to the music. During one of the acts he got up on stage and lay down on one of the performers and pretended to be fucking him. (Don't you just hate it when foreigners do that!) He returned to his seat and when the show finished he walked up to the stage and threw a fistful of 100 baht notes in front of each boy. He went back to his seat, took some more money out of his man bag and threw even more money at them. They must have collected a couple of thousand baht each. The girls in the caberet show also benefited from his largesse as he stuffed handfuls of money down the front of their dresses and then threw another couple of handfuls up in the air. He stood in front of one girl and peeled of 12 notes , one after the other. Back in his seat he zipped open the little man bag of the boy sitting with him and stuffed it with fistful of money. I mean, literally stuffed it in. At the end of the night, when all the boys were gathered on the stage for the finale, out came the money again. Every boy got a fistful of notes. The boy sitting with me said he comes there every night - although I didn't see him last night - and throws cash around the bar. When I left, he was sitting outside and he called me over to say hello. The first thing I noticed was the Richard Mille watch he was wearing - the same brand Rafael Nadal wears and cost over a quarter of a million dollars! We got talking and he told me he was the doctor for the Barcelona football club and proceeded to show me photos of him with various players - Suarez, Neymar, etc. He told me he travels all over the world with them and has homes in Barcelona, Miami, Cuba and Pattaya. I was very happy for the boys but throwing money like that I find very disrespectful. And I'm sure the boys didn't mind! But it's just goes to show that money doesn't buy class. Apparently, he spends 30,000 baht or more there every night, but I have a feeling it was a lot more than that. Unfortunately, that was the most exciting event for the night as I went home alone.

My survival instinct took over.

I arrived in Bangkok Sunday and my friend came over to my hotel - The Raya - in the afternoon "say hello". Last night he was busy so I headed off to the bars. First stop was Nature Boy, just for old time's sake, as I haven't seen the mamasan, Jay, for a couple of years. Only 2 guys were working but Jay assured me they actually had a third boy but he didn't turn up because it was raining (!!). I sat with a guy but nothing happened - he was wearing jeans so it made things difficult. I quickly finished my drink and wandered down the soi into Super A. Oh, dear! Only 4 guys working. One was quite cute so I invited him to sit with me. He's from Myanmar. He immediately put my hand down his pants and got an instant hard-on. After about 30 mins I decided to let him go and choose another guy. As soon as he sat down he covered his crotch as if to say, no touching allowed. We sat in silence before I gave up and left and headed over to the bars in Patpong. First stop was Hotmale. The Second stop was Fresh boys. Lots of friendly, handsome guys greeted me. The bar was half full - mainly with Chinese tourists. The show was the usual with a bit of cock on display. Every time the ladyboys came on I went outside to sit with the boys and have a cigarette. Most of the guys are Vietnamese, one of whom appeared in the big cock show. Basically, this guy is all cock. As we were having a chat one of the other big cock boys came over, smiled at me and then started groping me! I felt obliged to return the favour! I gavr him a nice tip to ensure that I'll be in for more of the same next time I return. Then it wad off to Good boys for the shows. The bar was packed and the guys were very welcoming - lots of smiles, nods, winks and the odd chuck wow hand action. There were around 30 guys vying for attention and I was especially interested in a Vietnamese guy who sat opposite me rubbing his crotch. Later he was in the big cock show and he has one of the biggest cocks I've seen in a while. But I could make my move he was snatched by another customer. Tonight I started with Hotmale. They wanted to charge me 500 baht for a drink but I beat them down to 400, as I only wanted to drink water. About 20 guys but unfortunately, they were all in long sweat pants. The show was a series of weird dances with guys wearing mosquito nets and equally weird hats and wigs. Not much cock but at least no ladyboys. Then off to Fresh Boys. As soon as I arrived the ladyboys were on so I sat outside. Suddenly, I was approached by last night's groper. Before I knew it there was a conger line of gropers / gropees waiting their turn. I only had fun with 2 and we then retired to the toilet where following another session, they got their tips. "See you tomorrow", they said. "Sure will!" I replied. Last of all was Good boys. It was standing room only. As with the other bars the customers were mainly Asian. I had a guy sit with me and we started yet another groping session. He's a small guy from Laos and his cock is very small but he is as cute as a button. Suddenly, I found myself getting horny again so I offed him. Back in the room we showered together and it's there that I noticed his cock had grown somewhat. By the time we hit the bed I got to see it in all its glory. From small things big things grow. It was magnificent. Too big for me. So he proceeded to give me the best blow-job I've had in ages. He knows every technique in the book. He then chuck-wowed with a bit of help from me and a porn movie and then finished me off with his mouth. I guess I'll be seeing him again tomorrow night.

Oh, and while you're there, don't forget to pick up a jar of two of this.