bobsaigon2
October 29th, 2013, 02:18
I arrived on 22 Oct and that evening headed straight to Scorpion in Soi Twilight to check out the reported Vietnamese contingent. Maybe I was too early. Only Thais working there.
Then went to MaxiтАЩs for an orange juice and a view of the boys glued to their cell phones outside Bangkok Massage. Stayed for a while, hoping to see the Burmese guy who worked there last year. Just as I was about to leave, an ex-bf, now working as a тАЭmassage therapistтАЭ came running up in response to a phone call he had received from one of the other boys. I extricated myself from him but on the way out of the soi, as I passed Hotmale2, my name was called out by, IMHO, one of the most beautiful boys in Thailand. He was working in Sunee for several years, just started at Hotmale2 a few days ago. So despite my travel fatigue, we went back to the hotel to get reacquainted.
I was staying at the Tarntawan, which I always enjoy because of the unreservedly gay-friendly atmosphere, but which I always find hardly merits even 3 stars. Stained carpet, worn furnishings and bathroom fittings, decor from a by-gone era. But good Wi-Fi, decent breakfast, welcoming staff.
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The next morning I awoke feeling every bit my age, and then some. Put off my usual trip to Tops at Silom Complex till the afternoon, decided to spend a quiet evening at the hotel ---- until my libido kicked in around 9pm, so I walked around the corner to Indra Massage (opposite Tawan Bar).
Indra doesnтАЩt have a website and theyтАЩve never been on NickyтАЩs listings, but theyтАЩve probably been in business for 10 years. The guys are not especially attractive but the one I chose (тАЬKтАЭ from Sisaket) was pleasant and did an admirable prostate massage. By the time he had turned me over and started working on my frontal privates, I was tingling so much my hair was almost standing on end.
Indra guys do not get naked and hop on that narrow massage table with you, but the endings are always happy. If you want naked guys from start to finish, go to BonnyтАЩs or Bangkok Massage in the boi soi.
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My third day: working on the internet, taking a couple of naps. In the evening, I contacted a GR Escort who I had been viewing daily during my celibate months in Vietnam. He arrived at the hotel half an hour late, spoke minimal English. His profile photos do him justice, more justice than he deserves. Massage was amateurish, almost no attention paid to prostate, and I was barely aware that he was doing the тАЬbody to bodyтАЭ that his profile promises. We both had a happy ending, him because I sucked him off and me thanks to my recently purchased Sidegra. His tip for an in-hotel visit was 2,000, agreed before we started. Until I objected, he expected to do his massage therapy wearing a tee shirt and large bath towel. A professional massage boy who was shy!
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Fourth day: Digestion is a constant bother, lungs not operating up to par, and three nights of encounters are reminding me that there are good reasons why people choose, or should choose, to slow down at a certain age.
The other night when I was at MaxiтАЩs, there was a 60-something farang sitting nearby in a motorized wheel chair. Next to him, a younger farang, new to the scene, was being given lengthy advice about life and about Thai boys. Senior claimed to be based in northern Europe and despite needing a wheel chair he was able to travel the world, expanding his business holdings, and everywhere he went he was able to participate in the commercial gay scene. He said here in Thailand he had a young hi-so partner from a distinguished family, but when his partner was away, he frequented the boy bars. He told the younger man to never pay more than a few hundred baht to have sex with a boy. They were just objects to fulfill the customerтАЩs desires, and while he delighted in humiliating them as much as possible, he also claimed that they always welcomed repeat encounters with him. Then there was mention of something called a тАШrosebudтАЩ but it was too noisy in the soi to hear the details.
This evening IтАЩm supposed to meet with an ex-bf, now working as a capitan in Soi Twilight. But not sure whatтАЩs going on. He didnтАЩt respond to the last two emails I sent regarding my arrival date and today he was silent. Quite unlike him. I tried to text and call him but that didnтАЩt work. We are entirely platonic now, but I am concerned by his silence because he has some major health issues.
тАжтАжтАжтАжтАжтАж I wonтАЩt need to make a visit to the hospital or mortuary after all. It turned out that ex-bf forgot to check the date today and didnтАЩt check his email, so he didnтАЩt realize we were supposed to meet tonight. Located him napping on a sofa upstairs in the bar.
According to ex-bf, business is not very good in the bars, except on weekends. He confirmed that the show is expensive to produce. The other night, with 30 boys on staff, not including the dancers, each boyтАЩs share of the tips was a princely 60 Baht, perhaps not even enough for the moto-cy back to his room. And Saturday night, out of the combined Dreamboys/Bangkok Boys force of 150 dancers, there were only five offs. Each of those dancers who was not offed had to be paid a nightly stipend of 200 Baht.
On my way out of the soi, I intended to pick up my lovely ex-Sunee boy, just to have dinner with him, but he had stepped out for a while. Several other very cute boys at Hotmale2, it would only take a few moments to fall in love with them, at least for an hour, but tonight the flesh is weaker than usual and rest is what is needed.
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Fifth day: Awoke feeling more rested than previous mornings. The occasional celibate evening is a prudent choice. Working on the internet, resting the whole day. But in the afternoon, stomach rumblings began.
Ex-bf and I went to the Montien for dinner. Their тАЬHainanese Chicken with RiceтАЭ is first rate so IтАЩm told. After dinner the ex-bf went to work and I was able to catch the ex-Sunee boy at Hotmale2. I was not feeling up to doing anything, so I just talked with the boy about his future plans, then went over to the ex-bf massage guy to have a word, and then back to my welcoming bed, quite alone. Sigh.
Back in my room, my eye was caught by the note pad next to the bed. Indentations clearly showed the name and bank account info of a Thai boy. So, some other farang in Room 708 had been entrapped. It never stops. We never learn.
Cheers.
Then went to MaxiтАЩs for an orange juice and a view of the boys glued to their cell phones outside Bangkok Massage. Stayed for a while, hoping to see the Burmese guy who worked there last year. Just as I was about to leave, an ex-bf, now working as a тАЭmassage therapistтАЭ came running up in response to a phone call he had received from one of the other boys. I extricated myself from him but on the way out of the soi, as I passed Hotmale2, my name was called out by, IMHO, one of the most beautiful boys in Thailand. He was working in Sunee for several years, just started at Hotmale2 a few days ago. So despite my travel fatigue, we went back to the hotel to get reacquainted.
I was staying at the Tarntawan, which I always enjoy because of the unreservedly gay-friendly atmosphere, but which I always find hardly merits even 3 stars. Stained carpet, worn furnishings and bathroom fittings, decor from a by-gone era. But good Wi-Fi, decent breakfast, welcoming staff.
================================================== =============
The next morning I awoke feeling every bit my age, and then some. Put off my usual trip to Tops at Silom Complex till the afternoon, decided to spend a quiet evening at the hotel ---- until my libido kicked in around 9pm, so I walked around the corner to Indra Massage (opposite Tawan Bar).
Indra doesnтАЩt have a website and theyтАЩve never been on NickyтАЩs listings, but theyтАЩve probably been in business for 10 years. The guys are not especially attractive but the one I chose (тАЬKтАЭ from Sisaket) was pleasant and did an admirable prostate massage. By the time he had turned me over and started working on my frontal privates, I was tingling so much my hair was almost standing on end.
Indra guys do not get naked and hop on that narrow massage table with you, but the endings are always happy. If you want naked guys from start to finish, go to BonnyтАЩs or Bangkok Massage in the boi soi.
================================================== ===============
My third day: working on the internet, taking a couple of naps. In the evening, I contacted a GR Escort who I had been viewing daily during my celibate months in Vietnam. He arrived at the hotel half an hour late, spoke minimal English. His profile photos do him justice, more justice than he deserves. Massage was amateurish, almost no attention paid to prostate, and I was barely aware that he was doing the тАЬbody to bodyтАЭ that his profile promises. We both had a happy ending, him because I sucked him off and me thanks to my recently purchased Sidegra. His tip for an in-hotel visit was 2,000, agreed before we started. Until I objected, he expected to do his massage therapy wearing a tee shirt and large bath towel. A professional massage boy who was shy!
================================================== ============
Fourth day: Digestion is a constant bother, lungs not operating up to par, and three nights of encounters are reminding me that there are good reasons why people choose, or should choose, to slow down at a certain age.
The other night when I was at MaxiтАЩs, there was a 60-something farang sitting nearby in a motorized wheel chair. Next to him, a younger farang, new to the scene, was being given lengthy advice about life and about Thai boys. Senior claimed to be based in northern Europe and despite needing a wheel chair he was able to travel the world, expanding his business holdings, and everywhere he went he was able to participate in the commercial gay scene. He said here in Thailand he had a young hi-so partner from a distinguished family, but when his partner was away, he frequented the boy bars. He told the younger man to never pay more than a few hundred baht to have sex with a boy. They were just objects to fulfill the customerтАЩs desires, and while he delighted in humiliating them as much as possible, he also claimed that they always welcomed repeat encounters with him. Then there was mention of something called a тАШrosebudтАЩ but it was too noisy in the soi to hear the details.
This evening IтАЩm supposed to meet with an ex-bf, now working as a capitan in Soi Twilight. But not sure whatтАЩs going on. He didnтАЩt respond to the last two emails I sent regarding my arrival date and today he was silent. Quite unlike him. I tried to text and call him but that didnтАЩt work. We are entirely platonic now, but I am concerned by his silence because he has some major health issues.
тАжтАжтАжтАжтАжтАж I wonтАЩt need to make a visit to the hospital or mortuary after all. It turned out that ex-bf forgot to check the date today and didnтАЩt check his email, so he didnтАЩt realize we were supposed to meet tonight. Located him napping on a sofa upstairs in the bar.
According to ex-bf, business is not very good in the bars, except on weekends. He confirmed that the show is expensive to produce. The other night, with 30 boys on staff, not including the dancers, each boyтАЩs share of the tips was a princely 60 Baht, perhaps not even enough for the moto-cy back to his room. And Saturday night, out of the combined Dreamboys/Bangkok Boys force of 150 dancers, there were only five offs. Each of those dancers who was not offed had to be paid a nightly stipend of 200 Baht.
On my way out of the soi, I intended to pick up my lovely ex-Sunee boy, just to have dinner with him, but he had stepped out for a while. Several other very cute boys at Hotmale2, it would only take a few moments to fall in love with them, at least for an hour, but tonight the flesh is weaker than usual and rest is what is needed.
================================================== ==========
Fifth day: Awoke feeling more rested than previous mornings. The occasional celibate evening is a prudent choice. Working on the internet, resting the whole day. But in the afternoon, stomach rumblings began.
Ex-bf and I went to the Montien for dinner. Their тАЬHainanese Chicken with RiceтАЭ is first rate so IтАЩm told. After dinner the ex-bf went to work and I was able to catch the ex-Sunee boy at Hotmale2. I was not feeling up to doing anything, so I just talked with the boy about his future plans, then went over to the ex-bf massage guy to have a word, and then back to my welcoming bed, quite alone. Sigh.
Back in my room, my eye was caught by the note pad next to the bed. Indentations clearly showed the name and bank account info of a Thai boy. So, some other farang in Room 708 had been entrapped. It never stops. We never learn.
Cheers.