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The historical and geopolitical analysis and conversation from this thread is so impressive! Unfortunately, not much I can contribute around the topic. Writing this report while having a foot spa / pedi at a massage shop in Surawong. Gave me some time to do a bit of writing in between whoring! ---------- After James left, I realized how completely drained I was. The moment the door closed behind him, I collapsed onto the bed and sank into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was honestly the reset I didn’t know I needed. As fun as our time was, I really need to start being mindful of my energy. I'm not as young as I used to be—and my body’s definitely not shy about reminding me. Woke up late and slow. Breakfast was just a bunch of random stuff from 7-11—some snacks and whatever looked vaguely breakfast-y—chased down with black coffee. Nothing fancy, but it did the job. Checked work emails just to make sure there were no small fires to put out. Thankfully, it was a quiet inbox. Spent the morning lounging and taking my time. No rush, no noise. Just how I like it sometimes. Sometime in the afternoon, I messaged Ssense and booked Mai for a two-hour session via their Line account. They did what they always do—tried to push the expensive package. I passed. Paying an extra 300 baht just to get rubbed down with fancy oil isn’t worth it to me. Feels like paying more for the same outcome. Got to the place and everything felt familiar. I started to relax and mentally settled into what I expected to be the usual decent experience. The massage itself was fine—same level as before—but it ended way too early. Mai stepped out after about 90 minutes, saying he’d go shower. I figured, sure, he wants to rinse off after the B2B part. But when he came back, he told me to shower, and I noticed he was already tidying up the room, setting it for the next customer. There were still at least 15 minutes left. Just like that, it was done. Tipped the bare minimum and messaged Mr. S about it. He apologized, but I don’t really expect anything to come of it. First time this has happened, and fingers crossed it’s also the last. Headed out after that to Suan Phlu market. Picked up some fruit and grabbed a couple of waterproof bags for Songkran. Afterward, made my way to Icon Siam to kill some time. The Souk Siam food market was lively as ever—this time with a Songkran theme going on. Sat by the waterfront for a while, just enjoying the view and watching the crowd. The mood felt normal again. Seems the recent earthquake has slipped from the forefront of people’s minds. Chatted with the taxi driver on the way there—he brought up the structure collapse in Chatuchak. He said some of the workers who were “missing” might not be under the rubble at all, but are actually undocumented and hiding to avoid being found. Not sure if it’s true or just gossip, so I didn’t say much. Spent the early evening chilling in the hotel. Then, once the timing felt right, I headed over to Good Boy. The Mama San greeted me like an old friend—we sat outside on the couch and had a quick catch-up. Tee the papasan showed up not long after. He looked tired and a little worn out. I asked how he was, and he told me he'd just gotten out of the hospital after a three-month stay. Even showed me a photo. Said he’s trying to live healthier now, but working in a bar makes that an uphill battle. Inside, the show was starting. Same format as always, though the faces had changed—apparently a fresh batch from Laos and Vietnam. One noticeable change: Mai wasn’t in the Big Cock show. That stung. To make it worse, my favorite from last time—Number 7—got scooped up right away. No chance. Double heartbreak. Still, I scanned the lineup and noticed Number 73—cute, with a shy vibe that stood out. I waved him over. Turns out he’s only been working there for a couple of months. Took him a few minutes to open up, but soon enough he was smiling, getting playful, and clearly trying to seal the deal. I found his awkwardness kind of adorable, so I offed him. Wasn’t sure yet if I wanted him for LT. When I asked, he just said, “Up to you,” with that same sheepish smile. We stopped by Foodland after and I asked what he wanted to eat. He just said, “You can order for me.” Again—so unsure of himself but in a sweet way. It made me wonder how many more months he’ll stay that way before the bar life fully gets to him. Back at the hotel, things shifted. He relaxed a lot more and was surprisingly cheeky and passionate once we were alone. The whole thing turned out better than I expected. Afterward, we were curled up in bed and I asked if he wanted to stay the night. Same answer, same shy smile: “Up to you.” And just like that, another Bangkok night ended—with cuddles, quiet, and the buzz of the city outside.

I woke up in a mild panic, thinking I’d slept through my alarm—but nope, it was only 8:45 p.m. Crisis averted. Still plenty of time to get ready before heading out to Surawong. First order of business: a well-deserved foot massage. A little treat to get me in the right mood for the night.It’s one of those simple pleasures that just never gets old. Relaxing, quiet, cheap. Bangkok doing what Bangkok does best. After that, I made my way to Dragon and Koi. It was already past ten, and from the outside, the place looked pretty dead—just a couple of customers inside. Still, I figured why not? Let’s check it out anyway. As soon as I sat down and ordered, one of the hosts came over like clockwork. You know the drill—“Where you from?”, “How long are you in Bangkok?”—the usual icebreakers. But this guy was different. His name was Pi, and he could actually hold a conversation. I was genuinely enjoying our chat, so I offered to buy him drinks. Turns out, Pi is from Myanmar. He used to be a science and math teacher back home and has a Physics degree (which, honestly, blew my mind a little). But because of everything going on politically, he left the country. He doesn’t want to be part of the current regime and ended up in Bangkok, trying to start over. He’s learning Thai and hoping to teach again—either here or when things get better back home. It was a heavy story, but he carried himself with such positivity. I really admired that. We ended up talking about all sorts of things—he showed me pictures from Myanmar’s version of Songkran, and I could see how proud he was. I actually had a great time, and when I left, I made a mental note: I’m coming back here for sure. On the way back, I passed by Atlas around midnight, but it looked kind of dead. So I pulled a U-turn and headed to Hotmale instead. Few customers, which was a relief—I never love being the only one with 10 boys on stage staring you down like you're the last chicken wing at a party. Hotmale had definitely changed since last year. New faces, new performances, and even a couple of drag lip-sync acts thrown in. The red jogging pants were gone (RIP), replaced by white shorts, and in one act, black underwear. No complaints here. I didn’t waste time and invited someone from the stage—James. And guess what? He’s also from Myanmar. I swear I don’t plan this, but I always end up with Burmese guys without realizing it. They’re just… really good-looking, okay? When I asked about long time, James kind of danced around the answer, giving me some vague excuse. I was this close to sending him back, but then I looked at his face again and thought—eh, maybe a short quiet night in with good company isn’t such a bad idea. I already had two consecutive long time offs during this trip so maybe time for a break. So a few minutes later we were in a Grab taxi heading back to my hotel.

The trip kicked off with two nights in Tokyo, and let’s just say it was planned with a certain kind of experience in mind. I decided to treat myself to a couple of high-quality overnight sessions through Saboten Escorts (https://mens-salon-saboten.com/en/staff/ ) And since I figured I’d be spending most of my nights at their location, I cheekily skipped the hotel and thought I’d rough it by using a train station locker for my stuff. It sounded practical on paper and honestly, kind of adventurous too. That said, reality hit when I realised I’d need to provide a local address on the arrival card. Concerned it might raise some red flags, I played it safe and booked a cheap hostel at the last minute. It worked out well—nothing fancy, but it did the job, and I still ended up saving quite a bit while keeping things simple and efficient. Kenji: And here's Taiga: For both nights, I booked time with Kenji and Taiga, and wow—I lucked out. My sessions ended up being booked in a hotel (Hotel Queen Annex), which might’ve been because the shop itself was fully booked. Whatever the reason, I was grateful. The hotel was spacious and comfortable and both Kenji and Taiga were incredibly warm and eager to please, even with the language barrier. What made the experience even better was the casual time spent outside the room. They were game for dinner and drinks, which made everything feel more relaxed and less transactional. Honestly, it was the perfect combo of physical fun and chill hangout vibes. I’d totally do it again, but two nights feels like the sweet spot—enough to indulge without going overboard. After Tokyo, it was straight to Bangkok. I’ll admit—I was a bit nervous that two intense nights in Japan would burn me out before even hitting Thailand. But the moment I stepped off the plane in Bangkok, I felt this surge of energy. It’s that unexplainable buzz you get just being in this city. Immigration was a breeze—no line at all. I got processed and stamped in literally under two minutes. The baggage carousel, however, wasn’t quite as efficient—it took about 15 to 20 minutes before any bags showed up. Not a big deal though; I used the time to get a local SIM card and pull out some baht from the ATM. By the time I got back, my luggage was already waiting for me. On the way to my hotel via a pre-booked shuttle, I took in the sights and was happy to see things feeling almost back to normal. The driver confirmed that tourism had been a bit slower than usual—probably due to the recent earthquake—but everyone’s optimistic that Songkran will bring a much-needed spike in visitors. Fingers crossed! This time around, I chose to stay outside of Silom, in the Narathiwas area. It’s a quieter, more residential part of Bangkok—not walking distance from a train station, but it has its perks. The area has everything I need within a few minutes’ walk: a 7-11, some okay-ish restaurants, cafes, and even a laundromat. After the buzz and sensory overload of Tokyo, I actually appreciated the slightly slower pace. Once I got to my room, I had that usual Day 3 jet lag creeping in. I was really tempted to just crash, especially after the last two nights of near-zero sleep. The bed looked way too inviting. I gave in and let myself have a proper nap, but not before setting an alarm for 9 PM. Jet lag or not, there’s no way I was going to sleep through my first night in Bangkok!

Trying out another hotel a wee bit away from Silom this time.

If they start looking for HR people to handle the recruitment process, let me know 😁

I’ll be landing in Bangkok on April 6th after a quick two-night side trip from Tokyo! Not the biggest fan of Songkran, but my schedule worked out this way—so here we are. If anyone else is in Bangkok and up for a meetup, let me know! Hoping for an exciting and eventful trip so I’ll have plenty to share in my trip report. Fingers crossed!

I just came back from my Tokyo trip and used this provider exclusively: https://mens-salon-saboten.com/en/staff/ Their roster is not as extensive as other shops but I left satisfied 4 out of the 4 times I visited. Shop is a quick walk from Shinjuku Gyoemmae station but I am unable to comment about their facilities as I was hosted in a hotel room nearby as they seem to be fully booked.

I'm pleading the fifth. 😁 I was sifting through the Japan forum planning a trip - then this piece of news disrupted my plans! Fingers crossed the new bar will be a success.

Any idea how tipping works in these places? I'm curious as tipping is not expected in Japan - and some might perceive it as offensive.

I think diamond emoji means something else? (i.e. crystal meth)

Your trip report is such a joy to read @sudoxi! Can't help but wax nostalgic about my first time exploring the boy bar scene many moons ago.

I've visited SSENSE quite a number of times during the last three years. I've always been asked to leave a review but didn't bother to post or update the first one I made. I agree that google reviews doesn't have much bearing for me for shops such as this ---- since it leaves out the detail that I am most interested in. The same can be said for rankings or the order their profile will be placed in the booking site. I will still scroll past their most decorated and awarded staff and keep scrolling down till I find the profile that makes my heart skip a beat.

Yeah. Will depend mostly on the duration. I know some customers who will stay cuddled up with their chosen guy for the entire night without intention to off. I'm hoping the boy will receive a tip commensurate to that. In my case, doing the vibe check, due diligence, expectation setting etc. doesn't take so much time. So if they failed the vibe check within the first 10 minutes, I immediately send them back to rotation with a 100 baht note. If I may add a question - what's the expectation when you call a guy from stage to join you? Should you buy him drink immediately or is it alright to chat for a few minutes to decide if you want him to stay for drinks?

Not a definitive answer but based from experience: They will stay as long as you keep the drinks flowing (which can be pricey unless you avail of their bottle service). They will leave everytime they have to do their stage work as their endgame is to be offed. Once the topic of being offed is breached and there's mutual understanding that it will not progress to that stage, handing them a tip is the universal code for saying thanks and you are sending them back to rotation.

Yeah, it's hard to imagine visiting Thailand without these iconic institutions! 😄 But here's the thing: if I go for the bar boy service during the day, that's dipping into my 'daytime fun' budget. Not that it means I’ll skip the nightlife—I’m still clocking in when the sun goes down! It's really the naughty massages that'll be competing and missing out on my Baht if I take the plunge with Option 3.

Yeah. I tried this option a couple of times (as per the boy's suggestion). Saves time and baht as well i.e. entrance plus boy drinks plus tips do add up at the end of the night. The only downside is you will miss out the entire bar experience --- if you like and enjoy those kind of things. Maybe you can mix it up. First few days visit the bar to scope the lay of the land then focus on your 'reliables' when the bar scene loses its novelty. There's actually a third option - meet the 'reliable' boy outside bar hours (they need to be at the bar around 8pm) and no need to pay off fee.

Given that Saphan Khwai shops originally catered to local clients—and I believe a significant portion of their current business still comes from local patrons—the 100 THB savings per session can be a good deal for them. However, for more transient customers like us, this may not offer optimal value.

Yeah. Bangkok. Suvarnabhumi to Pattaya will be thb 1100 via Klook.

Same. I don't trust myself and my sense of direction after a long flight. But I pre-book taxi via Klook app and depending on car of your choice (i.e standard to more comfy SUV) , cost will be between 500 - 900 baht toll included.

Glad to hear you had a great session with Tongtong. I have several favourites at SSENSE but when it comes to scrub, I always choose him.

Thanks. Everything summed up to 4.7K including the tip I added the following morning. Amount not within my usual budget range but I decided to treat myself as it was my last night. And did I mention that he smiled at me?! 😂 😍🤪

Highlights, Lowlights, Rants, Raves and Reflections ✓Tawan – Still Finding Its Footing As much as it pains me, Tawan was a lowlight this time around. There are glimmers of the old charm I loved, but they seem to be struggling post-closure. Fingers crossed this is just a transitional phase! ✓Prince & SSENSE Reliable as ever. No complaints here—just solid, dependable fun. ✓Arena I’ve rekindled my love for Arena and found myself visiting more frequently than usual. Maybe it’s to compensate for the Tawan disappointment? Either way, it’s a win. ✓Good Boys Good Boys is becoming a personal favorite. If the rumors are true and they’re moving to Sol bar’s old space, that’s exciting! Their current roster deserves more room to shine. ✓Banana Banana is stepping up in showmanship, but they need more variety in their boy lineup. And please, can we have more frequent visibility? Performances can drag on while the boys disappear into the ether. ✓Jupiter – Surprise of the Trip Jupiter was a pleasant surprise! Maybe it’s a fluke or the low-season magic, but it really stood out this time. ✓Moonlight – Still zero offs from me Still haven’t offed anyone from Moonlight. Can’t put my finger on it, but the vibe just isn’t doing it for me. Maybe a dash of sleaze would help? Lol. ✓Hotmale – Entertaining Yet Predictable Hotmale is fun, but the lineup hasn’t changed much. It’s starting to feel a little too predictable. Still worth a visit. ✓Saphan Kwai Shops These shops are starting to claim a larger share of my trip funds—and I’m not mad about it. ✓Dreamboys My last two visits unfortunately was a lackluster experience . I’m hoping they can reignite the magic soon. The stage feels empty and performance is meh at best. Are they still imposing the "Thai only" policy? ✓Repeat Offs Lately, I’ve been gravitating toward reliability and consistency over variety. It’s a shift from my usual cravings for novelty. ✓Routine Setting In? This is my third trip report, and I’m noticing a lot of my experiences while personally satisfying, are becoming routinary. In some of my visits at Arena, SSENSE, Dreamboys—there’s nothing particularly new to report, so I’ve omitted some details. I’m considering switching up my reporting style next time—shorter, plus snappier. Don't want to bore you guys with my extended waffling about some random stuff. Lol. Let me know if this new approach will work! Till next time! 😃

I had to take out a small loan from the nearby Kasikorn Bank to afford him, but did I mention he was smiling!? Lol. Kidding aside, it was a few hundred baht more—nay, a thousand—than usual. But with the planets aligned and it being my last night, it would've been a shame not to celebrate such a rare occurrence. Agree. I think to some extent, fresh boys got the mix correct with boy performance and showcase neatly interspersed in between drag/lady boy numbers. I have to mention Hotmale as well but their boys do 100% of performance. Not that I'm complaining!

I'm so happy to be able to complete this trip report (albeit the delay) as promised! ------------------- Come evening, I decided to try my luck with a two-hour session at Prime Massage. Fortunately, I only had to wait about 10 minutes. They directed me to their other location, just a few steps away. This time, I was greeted by a particularly cute masseur. To avoid any unnecessary trouble, I took a cold shower beforehand—I had every intention of not getting myself banned from such a good massage spot. Lol. Dinner followed at Foodland, and that’s when I realized I haven’t visited Jupiter yet. Now, it’s not that I’m a fan of their boys sporting their 'constipated model' looks, but I always make it a point to spread the love by visiting each bar at least once during my trips. After dinner and some people-watching at my usual Starbucks (Montien), I made my way toward Jupiter, reminding myself that I have to choose between and invite either 7 or Nine afterwards. When I arrived, the show was just starting, and the models were parading around. To my utter surprise, I counted four or five of them actually making eye contact and giving me proper, engaging smiles. While some stuck to the 'constipated model' brief, these five melted my heart. I almost orgasmed on the spot! Lucky for me, three out of the five were "offable" by my standards. The show kicked off with an adorable guy singing Ed Sheeran and some R&B covers. I found him utterly charming, though not in a sexual, offable way. I called over a waiter and asked him to deliver my tip. Cutie singer smiled and waved, and I waved back. After his set, as he was leaving, he passed by, shook my hand, and flashed that cute smile again. I absentmindedly watched the rest of the show. By now, the place was packed, and the mamasans weren't pushing too hard to sell time with the boys—there wasn't even space to sit! Once the show ended and the crowd thinned out, the boys returned with their numbers pinned on, working the stage. I spotted two of my earlier smiling guys, still available, so I wasted no time summoning the first one to make eye contact again. His name is Sun. As his drink arrived, we started chatting, covering the usual questions. A mamasan tried to be "helpful" but with my experience at Screwboys, I politely smiled and said, “Thanks, but I’ve got it. Not my first time.” He promptly vanished and moved on to another table. With the vibe check going well, and all details sorted (time commitment, expectations, and finances), Sun and I left the club, grabbed some snacks from 7-11, and headed back to my hotel. The night—and the following morning—were great. We had a good laugh when he climaxed, unloading buckets. He shyly explained he hadn't been offed in a week, so it had been building up. As we lay cuddled together, I couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected turn of events. Here I was, cuddling with a Jupiter boy! Quite the change from my original plan. And a first since ages ago! The last time I offed someone from Jupiter was when they were at their old location. Maybe the universe had a different plan for me for my last nit. Perhaps I need to open my mind a bit more about Jupiter on my next trip!

This was my second time with Nine on this trip, and my fourth overall. The experience was just as enjoyable as ever, though some of his stories and banter were starting to get a bit repetitive—like how he used to work in construction in Bangkok before switching to being a bar boy because it’s more fun and pays better. It can get a little monotonous, but the image of him as a construction worker always gives me a little thrill. Such a fantasy! When we arrived at the hotel, everything fell into place like clockwork. Nine put our 7-11 haul in the fridge while I started microwaving the snacks we bought. He even washed the cups and cutlery I’d been too lazy to clean before I left, which left me feeling a bit embarrassed but also giggling inside at how domesticated we seemed—like a couple. We had a lively conversation over drinks and snacks. When we eventually ran out of topics, Nine suggested we head to the shower, which I definitely didn’t decline. I took my time, savoring the moment and appreciating the fine-looking gentleman with me. It’s a shame the room didn’t have a bathtub! We continued our session on the bed, and afterward, we spent the rest of the night and early morning with him watching random stuff on his phone while I cuddled up next to him. Normally, I get annoyed when guys are glued to their phones during downtime, but this time it didn’t bother me at all. I enjoyed relaxing while he had his space, taking thoughtful breaks every now and then to smile and give me a quick kiss. I couldn’t complain. Nine left after breakfast, marking the start of my last full day before heading home. I’m playing it cool today, feeling quite satisfied with the “boy buffet” Bangkok has offered me this time around. I made a mental note to skip the bars and just choose between 7 or Nine for my final hurrah. With most of my stuff already packed and my shopping list completed (a rare feat!), I had a full afternoon and evening to enjoy. For my last boy massage of the trip, I headed to Prince Spa around 4 p.m. It wasn’t busy—there was a reasonable number of boys available, and the Papasan said more were on the way. I wasn’t complaining, though, because the current roster was already making it hard to choose. That’s when I spotted Boat, the guy I’d chosen last time and had a great time with. I wasn’t in the mood for risks, so I made the safe choice. “Nice to see you again,” Boat said as he led me to the room. One thing to note: the massage area is so dark, with only LED candles lighting the way. I’m always a little panicked, thinking I’ll bump into a wall while navigating the place. As expected, Boat didn’t disappoint. The intensity and passion he brought to the session surprised me, and I found myself reciprocating more than usual. Being at the end of my trip, my energy level was low, but his enthusiasm was contagious, and I felt my energy rise. I left feeling satisfied and made sure my tip reflected that. As I walked back to the hotel, I felt like I was floating from the amazing session. Last part to be continued.....