paying for it with a normal boy

I always want to try that, but am never brave enough to do so. Last year in Chiangmai, I saw a gorgeous tuk tuk driver, but I didn't know how to ask....guess I am too shy. :bounce:

I always want to try that, but am never brave enough to do so. Last year in Chiangmai, I saw a gorgeous tuk tuk driver, but I didn't know how to ask....guess I am too shy. :bounce:
I am curious about this too and haven't really tried either.
Seems to me though, being Thailand, you could be pretty direct. Thais know many farangs want sex, so doubtful you would shock anyone or be punched in the nose.
Might try asking if they have a girlfriend. And if no, you don't either, so wink wink nod nod ... ever try sex with a man?

I'm yet to meet anyone normal-boy or otherwise

[dab69]

suppose it depends on your own physical attractiveness, age, and condition

boygeorge wrote :

picking up farmboys

Subject: farmboys

The ram leaned forward, straining against
the cord that bound it to the post. Its stupid eyes blinked rapidly and
its jaw dropped open, with a facial expression that was all too familiar.
Under its shaggy body, a spearlike shape suddenly darted into view, a long,
thin cock, springing free of its woolly sheath and quivering in the air.

I had now seen this three or four times. The ram was obviously suffering
deeply from sexual frustration, a sensation I knew more than a little
about. But unlike me, the poor creature didn't have any hands to help
itself out. I had to do something out of decency, and a sense of
brotherhood between man and animal.

I looked around furtively. The pen was shielded from the view of the
house, and none of the other boys were around. I sidled close to the
fence, and waited. Soon enough, the ram's cock was shooting forward again.
This time, I reached through the fence and grasped it. It felt strange and
bony, not like my rod at all.

How ever it felt to me, it was obviously heaven to the ram, which began
bleating furiously and bucking its hips. I was suddenly glad that the
fence was there to protect me.

A sudden intuition made me look around. Shit! My brother was coming.
Quickly I jerked my hand back, but not before it was covered in a thin,
strong smelling dose of ram cum! Great, now I had to try to hide my hand.

"Playing with all your friends, punk?" said boygeorge

"Yeah, yeah," I said, grinning nervously. Surprisingly, Boygeorge seemed to
be nervous too. He was a bit out of breath, even though he hadn't been
walking that fast.

"Look, I'm about to go to the river with the twins," said Boygeorge.

"Why?" I said. "Where's your boyfriend Bobby?"

Wham! I was knocked to the ground by a fist to the face. As my head
cleared, I looked up to see Boygeorge glowering over me.

"Shuddup!" he said. "You're the faggot not me!"

"Okay okay," I whimpered. "I didn't mean anything by it."

Slowly Boygeorge face cleared.

"Well, just don't even think about following the twins and me," he said.
"If you do, I'll murder you. I'll beat you so hard, you'll be the only
nigga in heaven in a wheelchair."

He turned and stalked away, with me following at a discreet and well-hidden
distance. I mean, what little brother could possibly resist an invitation
like that?

As Boygeorge met up with Sid and Frankie, it was obvious the three of them
were up to something, the way they all kept breaking into nervous giggles,
and the way my brother kept looking all around him suspiciously. But I was
an old hand at trailing Boygeorge and the countryside had plenty of trees to
hide behind. So they never saw me.

Then inspiration struck. By this time, I had been to the river a couple of
times, and I knew where the Boysen's liked to swim. It was a wide creek in
the middle of a little forest. If I ran on ahead, I could get there first
and hide in the bushes.

It's amazing that it worked. But by the time they got to the riverside,
the three of them were so focused that they didn't notice anything like a
suspiciously swaying bush. The tension in the air was so thick, you could
cut it with a knife.

"I changed my mind," said Boygeorge roughly. "I don't think I can do it."

"Come on," said Sid. "There's no one around. We do it all the time."

Boygeorge was panting slightly.

"No, it freaks me out."

"You told us you wanted to skinny dip," said Frankie. "This is your
chance."

Like a snake, he slithered gracefully out of his pants, standing naked and
unashamed on the creek side. I almost tumbled out of my hiding place. He
was so beautiful, a well defined, lightly tanned chest and tight stomach,
soft brown hair hanging over his eyes, and a cute little dick hanging down
from a patch of fuzzy pubic hair.

"Yeah," said Sid. "We're gonna do it whether you do or not."

In a moment, he was standing naked next to his twin, the doubled perfection
almost too much to bear. I couldn't help but notice Sid's dick hung
slightly to the left, Frankie's to the right.

Boygeorge eyes bugged out, and he sat down heavily against a tree.

"Yeah, you go on," he said. "I'll just watch. I mean! Not that I'll be
watching!"

"We don't mind," said Frankie. He causally reached down and jangled his
brother's dick as easily as if it had been his own, causing both Boygeorge
and I to twitch.

"Last one in..." said Sid, jumping into the water.

I could faintly hear Boygeorge mumbling to himself as the two naked whiteboys
frolicked in the creek scant yards away from either of us. The bare asses
flashing in and out of the water were almost hypnotic.

"Come on!" said Freddy. "It's just us. You didn't mind getting naked with
Bobby!"

"That's different," said Boygeorge. "That's indoors."

"Coward," said Sid.

"I'm gonna swim in my underwear," said Boygeorge, slowly stripping of his
clothes. As his pants slid down, it became clear why he was so reluctant.
The thin gray fabric underneath was barely restraining a massive boner.
The twins giggled, but pretended not to notice.

"Turn around and I'll come in," said Boygeorge.

The twins complied. From where I was, I could clearly see a pair of
identical dicks ramping up in unison. On the shore, Boygeorge quickly tore
off his underwear and I caught the briefest glance of huge black cock
before he was immersed in the muddy water.

"Hooray" shouted the twins, as they turned back around, making no effort to
hide the erections now jutting proudly from their crotches. My own dick
was so hard it hurt, but I didn't dare jerk-off for fear of attracting
attention.

In fact there was little fear of that, as the twins were entirely occupied
by finding every opportunity to rub up against my gorgeous brother. He was
a bit bigger than them, but with their two-on-one assault, they were able
to dunk him repeatedly. And every time I saw him twitch, I knew a white
hand had "accidentally" brushed against his black cock.

Finally, they got out, and sat on the shore, all three as hard as rocks,
although no one said anything. They were so close to me, I could almost
reach out and touch the nearest twin.

There was silence for a long moment, and then Boygeorge spoke.

"Is it true..." he said. "Um... what Bobby told me... about you two?"

His dick suddenly cranked up another impossible inch, until it was
quivering forward like my friend the ram's.

"What's that?" said Sid. He draped his arm carelessly over his brother's
bare wet shoulder.

"That you... that..."

"That we like to play together?" said Frankie. Just as carelessly, his
hand went over to his brother's hard cock, and began jerking it. "That's
true."

"That's sick!" said Boygeorge. "You're brothers!"

His own hand was on his dick by this time, almost as if he didn't realize
it was happening. My hand was on my dick too.

"What about you?" said Frankie. "You and Derrone, ever?"

"No!" spat Boygeorge, dropping his hand. "Never! Black guys don't do shit
like that."

Sid shrugged, and then turned and kissed his brother full on the lips.

"This is so wrong!" said Boygeorge. He was stroking openly now, his big hand
running up and down the black cock, as the two white boys, so alike in
appearance, kissed deeply and long, as if they were as oblivious to
Boygeorge presence as to mine.

"Sick, sick, sick," Boygeorge repeated over and over, like a mantra.

"Wanna join us?" said Frankie.

"No..." breathed Boygeorge unconvincingly.

"Suit yourself," said Sid. "It's not often we invite anyone else... even
Bobby."

With his other hand he pushed Frankie gently down onto the ground.

"Roll over," he ordered.

Frankie obediently got up on his hands and knees.

"Watch and learn," said Sid. Walking in front of Frankie, he pushed his
dick deep into his twin's throat. Turning his eyes heavenward, he shook
and gasped, but only for a minute. Then he withdrew his dripping cock.

"That should be wet enough," he said. Stepping to the rear, he positioned
his dick carefully at his brother's hole.

"Fuck me Sid," said Frankie. "Go ahead!"

Without waiting for a second invitation, Sid pushed in, driving his dick up
and inside his twin. Both gasped and shuddered in unison, and then Sid
really began to work it, slamming his hips back and forth as his brother
yelped and moaned. The sight of the two identical whiteboys fucking each
other was beyond belief.

Scant inches from this scene, Boygeorge was jerking off furiously, pausing
only to oil his dick with spit.

"Hell with it," he muttered, applying an enormous wad of spittle to his
cock head. Going over to Sid, he positioned himself behind him, pushing
his chest down towards his brother's back.

"Wait!" said Sid, pausing in his pumping. "I'm a fucker not a fuckee! You
can fuck Frankie!"

Boygeorge mumbled something incomprehensible, and continued to guide his
black dick towards Sid's tight white ass.

"It's too big," said Sid. "You're huge." He stiffened and then relaxed,
wordless sounds escaping his mouth, as his brother continued to squirm
beneath him.

"Uh, uh, uh" said Boygeorge, as he suddenly slammed inside, and then began to
pump in and out, slowly at first, then with increasing speed.

"Aw shit," said Sid, pinned between the black boy behind him, and the twin
beneath him. "It hurts... but it feels so good!"

Boygeorge said nothing, but continued his rhythmic assault, each thrust
sending Sid deeper into his twin's ass. As I clawed desperately at my
crotch, I saw Frankie turn his head and look straight at me, his glassy
eyes clouded in pleasure. I imagined I was the one fucking him, I the one
losing myself inside his helpless white flesh as I pumped faster and faster
and harder and harder until UHHHHHHHHH!

I screamed, but no one heard me, because we must have all come together,
Frankie's dick spurting out a fountain of cum that mingled with mine as
both arched into the depths of the creek.

"Man," said Sid, as he slowly extricated himself, and ruefully rubbed his
sore ass. "That kid's a monster."

Boygeorge said nothing, but dressed hurriedly, and skittered off into the
woods.

Lets have a debate who is normal and and who is not -

I don't know, the small minds of some people - is Ikarus out there!

[Dboy]

Yeah! This is my favorite way of finding guys in thailand..WAY more fun than the bars/gogos in my opinion. Most of my success in that area has been in Chiang Mai.

Dboy

I like going places like Babylon and seeing who is there. I know a lot of farang who have live in and long term boyfriends but they or their boyfriends I sometimes see alone in Babylon. Quite often they will come up to me and say 'don't tell my boyfriend that you saw me here please, OK'?
OK, I will say - how much? A look of horror comes over them and then, quite often I get tugged into the dark room for a quick one.
That's sufficient payment for me :alien:

Well, if they are "not working" boys I don't understand why you should pay them ????? And if you pay them what difference will that be then to the boys you can find in the bars? The challenge is to find the "non working" boys who do it just for fun (or perhaps hope it will lead to something more serious). And they are there, so far I have met them in hotels, 7-11, airportstaff etc.

Well, if they are "not working" boys I don't understand why you should pay them ????? And if you pay them what difference will that be then to the boys you can find in the bars? The challenge is to find the "non working" boys who do it just for fun (or perhaps hope it will lead to something more serious). And they are there, so far I have met them in hotels, 7-11, airportstaff etc.

Well, if they are "not working" boys I don't understand why you should pay them ????? And if you pay them what difference will that be then to the boys you can find in the bars? The challenge is to find the "non working" boys who do it just for fun (or perhaps hope it will lead to something more serious). And they are there, so far I have met them in hotels, 7-11, airportstaff etc.

The challenge is to find the "non working" boys who do it just for fun

The last I met, who did 'it just for fun,' and I spent a lovely week together. He was a member of the, Used-To-Be-Rich, set--And had his own idea of fun: I off the 'third' for a three-way--So I just considered it a two-for-one deal: "Never look a gift whore in the mouth"...unless making sure there are no sharp\snaggle teeth. m Our tastes sometimes...didn't mesh...But everything worked out fine 'in the end.'

His predecessor was fresh off the paddy and living out of a gym bag: no one had explained 'crash & cash': he could have a bed for the night AND money too. :sign3:

[DamienZ]

Have you ever picked up and paid a non bar boy for sexual pleasure.I delight in picking up non working boys.So far I have had two motorbike taxi drivers,a supermarket shelf stacker ,a cinema employee,a hairdresser,all succumb to my cash.

I noticed SURFCEST S post where he mentions a topless thai boy,I wonder if any of you have had much luck in picking up farmboys who are usually straight.I know some of you go for straight guys.I think it adds more to pleasure in picking up non working boys.

I never had much luck in ISAAN area in picking up non working boys even offering cash as i think it would come across as offensive there.Anyone like to offer and pick up straight non working boys?

Hmmm,
thinking of the possibilities brings back some pretty delicious memories.
It is definitely one of the many things that I really do love about Thailand and BKK in particular (say what you will about the smog and noise etc.) Bangkok can be a delicious place and Thailand can be a very sexy country, if a country could be called that. Maybe it's the tropical heat? But I am always more aroused and arousable in Thailand than here at home-stateside where at 50-51, I am no longer even considered fair game, and I do not consider myself unattractive either. To me, Thailand just does not have the narcissistic youth feeding on youth cult that we have here in the US. I think after 30 one tends to slowly become more transparent as one ages. One of the sad truths about gay life here in California, and Los Angeles in particular. Don't even think of going into West Hollywood if you are over say..40 ish?
Anyway I digress. It was the end of a rather exceptional night at Babylon and I hired a cute scooter driver to take me to Soi Polo for dinner. Wow! The guy was gorgeous and was available. Nothing came of it (I was exhausted but happy), but it was definitely a great ride to dinner. I had to hold on real tight and he encouraged me to slide in closer so that I did not fall off-which I did :love4: .
An exchange of furtive glances before tipping and saying goodnite with warm smiles. It was gratifying and memorable. Thailand seems to have plenty of pleasant surprises like that :sunny: .
All things considered I am looking forward to going back.

DZ

http://www.sawatdee-gay-thailand.com/forum/gay-thailand-f9/paying-for-with-normal-boy-t7874.html

........Boygeorge ......skittered off into the
woods.....


The word "skitter" has a quite different meaning in Scotland:

it's a colloquialism for Diarrhoea.

Highly appropriate.

:occasion9:

Up to now, or more likely up until next July when I will be in BKK for the first time on my own, I have never been with any form of "professional" and have always picked up random guys in the most random situations, with money still being involved. Of course none of us can be 100% sure they don't do it as a habit but at least we can be sure they aren't in an environment where things are for granted..

And I love it.

I'm doing this whole BKK thing just because I want to experience it.. I have no problems getting lucky for free even with guys I find very attractive the problem is that it does nothing for me. I'm twisted..I'm only turned on by straight guys and by the fact they do something just because of tipping (heavy or light as it may be). It's not really a matter of superiority or the rich being dominated by the poor game.. I suppose it's the unwillingness that turns me on..

For this specific fetish my preference goes to Arab guys.. generally speaking they're hot, masculine, rough, uncomplicated. They need the money but above all they are segregated from women most of their youth so getting a blowjob is a dream come true - in fact I was THE FIRST for many Arab guys.. I have received a couples NOs and in many cases the negotiation was exhausting but the negotiation is most of the hype..

I've done it in very extreme situations and locations.. perhaps the most astonishing and also dangerous one was last December in Carthage (Tunisia) in the famous Bath Ruins next to the President's Villa (hence dangerous because packed with Police) with a hotty gardener that was working there...

http://commondatastorage.googleapis.com/static.panoramio.com/photos/original/10196840.jpg

I also have another very bad habit: hidden videos.. I film - or try to - every encounter with this type of guys..



Have you ever picked up and paid a non bar boy for sexual pleasure.I delight in picking up non working boys.So far I have had two motorbike taxi drivers,a supermarket shelf stacker ,a cinema employee,a hairdresser,all succumb to my cash.
I noticed SURFCEST S post where he mentions a topless thai boy,I wonder if any of you have had much luck in picking up farmboys who are usually straight.I know some of you go for straight guys.I think it adds more to pleasure in picking up non working boys.
I never had much luck in ISAAN area in picking up non working boys even offering cash as i think it would come across as offensive there.Anyone like to offer and pick up straight non working boys?

A "non-working" boy who was working in the men's clothing section at a Robinsons: He readily agreed to meet me after work, and I think he would have been satisfied with the 1,000 Baht T-shirt he fancied at Robinsons (which I did buy for him, but also paid him more in the morning.)

Question is, was he a "non-working" boy? This boy had certainly been "offed" by Robinsons customers in the past, so perhaps his day job was just a means of marketing for his night work. Anyway, he was fun.

All things considered I am looking forward to going back.


Very well written. I'll agree that it is the many little things in Thailand that are excellent. An exchanged smile with a cutie at the Family Mart or your guy telling you that someone on the side of the street was saying "Where'd you find the handsome man?" in Thai. haha. I'm only 38 but I'd definitely be treated like some dirty old-dude if I were admiring someone 10 years younger around here, you know?

[maisoui]

........Boygeorge ......skittered off into the
woods.....


The word "skitter" has a quite different meaning in Scotland:

it's a colloquialism for Diarrhoea.

Highly appropriate.

:occasion9:

Speaking as a Scot I have to tell you this term is quite alien in the better parts of Morningside. Miss Brodie would be scunnered. None of the creme de la creme would ever talk of the disease you refer to and hence would not have a word for it, just as Eskimos have fewer words for snow than those of us who know the Tiger of Glenshee.

Now as our Viking friends have a habit of pronouncing a soft 'k' it may simply be that in your neck of the glens you simply spell 'shitter' in some quaint derivation of old norse.

[danny99]

Have you ever picked up and paid a non bar boy for sexual pleasure.I delight in picking up non working boys.So far I have had two motorbike taxi drivers,a supermarket shelf stacker ,a cinema employee,a hairdresser,all succumb to my cash.
I noticed SURFCEST S post where he mentions a topless thai boy,I wonder if any of you have had much luck in picking up farmboys who are usually straight.I know some of you go for straight guys.I think it adds more to pleasure in picking up non working boys.
I never had much luck in ISAAN area in picking up non working boys even offering cash as i think it would come across as offensive there.Anyone like to offer and pick up straight non working boys?

I have been going to Thailand for 30 or so years and I suppose that means 100+++ boys in many different ways, of which only a rare few [the old Lonely Boy, Top Man and now only Solid] have been bar boys, the options are limitless. all the rest have been 'off the street', sometimes but rare they are gay, many 50/50 but most just horny. Waiters and bar men are the easy ones, to take shopping on day off a ready lure! The circumstances have to be right and you NEVER talk sex/money, just eating and drinking. It is always a good indication if you can make physical touch, no matter how light or where, as if they do not immediately move away you have telegraphed your intentions. As long as discreet it is amazing what you can get away with in crowded shops, elevators, even passing in the street and as for crowded trains with a young spunk pinned against a wall at the door entrance [the only problem is that the way the boys wear their trousers, with belt level with pubes, and a few times the boy finished with the head of his little monster well above the buckle and making wet stains through his shirt.

On a number of occasions I have caused great offense by offering baht afterwards back at my hotel, even when I had picked them up whilst strolling around in a well known shopping complex, saying you meant it for a taxi home can reduce the embarrassment but some will not even take it then.

They do not have to be gay, better if not, just hot for an immediate physical release [and they assume that they must do for you whatever you are doing for them, otherwise you may stop doing it!!!!]

[Geezer]

Oh Thailand, wonderful Thailand!

I was in BKK in some sort of a shop waiting in a short line for service. A handsome soldier in uniform was in line in front of me. I slowly and subtlety ran my finger down the small of his back. He didnтАЩt respond, and that was no problem.

Had I done this in the US I would likely have been decked.

http://www.police.pref.osaka.jp/07sodan/chikan_sodan/images/poster.gif

Chikan (чЧ┤ц╝в, уГБуВлуГ│, or уБбуБЛуВУ)
is the Japanese term used to refer to frotteurism, or men who commit such acts (the term for women who commit such acts is chijo, чЧ┤хе│). Crowded trains are a favourite location for chikan and chijo, and a 2001 survey conducted in two Tokyo high-schools revealed that more than seventy percent of the students had been groped while travelling on them. w (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frotteurism)

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Oh Thailand, wonderful Thailand!

I was in BKK in some sort of a shop waiting in a short line for service. A handsome soldier in uniform was in line in front of me. I slowly and subtlety ran my finger down the small of his back. He didnтАЩt respond, and that was no problem.

Had I done this in the US I would likely have been decked.

With good reason. You're lucky you didn't get the same treatment in Thailand.

[Beachlover]

Some working class Thais are less hung up about being paid for sex. So you get 'opportunists' who would not identify as being prostitutes but are open to being propositioned respectfully.

But I think to go around looking at Thais like they're a piece of meat for sale, propositioning them like they're a cheap pick up or feeling them up on the assumption they will want to have sex with an older guy for money like it is very creepy and offensive.

[yedo111]

Please stick to the bars , if you cant handle a normal relationship with a normal boy not asking for money.

Please stick to the bars , if you cant handle a normal relationship with a normal boy not asking for money.

OH PULEEEEEEEEEASE

They ALL ask for money darling, its just a matter of whether you hand it over in banknotes or in kind.

Self-delusion is not healthy.

:occasion9:

[Beachlover]

Please stick to the bars , if you cant handle a normal relationship with a normal boy not asking for money.

I have to agree... I mean how creepy is it to go around in a foreign country feeling up ordinary guys in everyday life and expecting them to have sex for money? Some flirting is ok if they flirt back at you, but I think if you start propositioning ordinary guys in everyday life in a very forward and sexually obvious way it's pretty offensive. Save that for gogobars and moneyboys.

I only go with normal guys. Ooh by the way, all the normal guys I go with are gay.

I'm not gay, it's just my boyfriend likes it up the poop-chute and I don't like to disappoint.

:hello1:

........Boygeorge ......skittered off into the
woods.....


The word "skitter" has a quite different meaning in Scotland:

it's a colloquialism for Diarrhoea.

Highly appropriate.

:occasion9:

Speaking as a Scot I have to tell you this term is quite alien in the better parts of Morningside. Miss Brodie would be scunnered. None of the creme de la creme would ever talk of the disease you refer to and hence would not have a word for it, just as Eskimos have fewer words for snow than those of us who know the Tiger of Glenshee.

Now as our Viking friends have a habit of pronouncing a soft 'k' it may simply be that in your neck of the glens you simply spell 'shitter' in some quaint derivation of old norse.

Well if you come from Edinburgh you're English, so what would you know? One Street, a Castle, and a Clock....that's it. "Sex" is what you get your coal delivered in and "rates" are like mice, only bigger :rolling: :rolling:

I can do no better than quote as below:

The Online Scots Dictionary

Translate from Scots to English!
Scots is the Germanic language, related to English, spoken in Lowland Scotland and Ulster, not the Celtic language Gaelic!
Found the following 'translations' for skitter:
skitter ['sk╔кt╔Щr]
v. To have diarrhoea.

n. Thin excrement, watery stool. An abusive term for a person.
pl. skitters Diarrhoea.

To compensate for proving you wrong I would normally offer you hospitality - but you'll have had your tea.

I think I probably do have some Viking in me - I know my mother looked like a Norse.

:hello1: