bucknaway
August 13th, 2006, 23:00
Sometimes I think back and remember certain events, people, situations, smells, flavors and emotions during my holiday in Thailand. Seldom does any one thing stand out in my memory.
Some things I will probably never forget. I partly remember the first Thai guy I met. He acted as if he was a virgin and I met him at the same time that I met a Farang internet friend who was also on holiday in Thailand. We all went out for a dinner and a show and later that night I had rough & wild sex with the guy I met. The next day my Farang friend asked me about my experience and I told him and he shared with me that he had met the same guy earlier in the day and the Thai guy told him that he was 100% bottom but with me.... He slapped his chest and said with pride of himself being 100% Top.... But he is not the one that comes to mind when I think of a special guy in Thailand.
It is funny... Before I talk about the guy... Lets talk about food... When I think of food in Thailand I think of the Malaysia Hotel Restaurant... I love the spring rolls there... Not the best food but I have never been disappointed in a meal there. I have eaten at far better places but for some reason when I think of the food in Thailand I think of this place.
Now when I think of soup, (Still on food) noodle soup, I think of the street vendor outside of DJ station. I think of the small plastic chairs, the tiny women from the gogo bars in string tops and tiny skirts, the vendors calling out to their prey, the seedy tuk-tuk drivers sitting in wait for a sucker, the sound of the traffic, the stench of the sewer, the sweet perfume smell of the soup and the never-ending arrival of shoppers, partiers and vendors selling various good of questionable value; be it tangible or intangible.
But still... the one thing that comes to the front of my mind is one person who I have never met, never talked to.... He use to perform in Pattaya. I say use to but he may still perform at Throbb. When I was there last year I did not see him.
I am told the guys name is Art. He was a slight guy with light brown hair, a slim body and an endearing smile. There was something about him that stuck with me. That is also part of the reason I never showed the slightest interest in him. The last thing I need to do is indulge my emotions when it comes to guys since I am an admitted sex tourist/butterfly.
But yet and still I wonder.... What has become of Art? Is he still performing or has he found happiness away from the lights and sounds of boyztown?
Some things I will probably never forget. I partly remember the first Thai guy I met. He acted as if he was a virgin and I met him at the same time that I met a Farang internet friend who was also on holiday in Thailand. We all went out for a dinner and a show and later that night I had rough & wild sex with the guy I met. The next day my Farang friend asked me about my experience and I told him and he shared with me that he had met the same guy earlier in the day and the Thai guy told him that he was 100% bottom but with me.... He slapped his chest and said with pride of himself being 100% Top.... But he is not the one that comes to mind when I think of a special guy in Thailand.
It is funny... Before I talk about the guy... Lets talk about food... When I think of food in Thailand I think of the Malaysia Hotel Restaurant... I love the spring rolls there... Not the best food but I have never been disappointed in a meal there. I have eaten at far better places but for some reason when I think of the food in Thailand I think of this place.
Now when I think of soup, (Still on food) noodle soup, I think of the street vendor outside of DJ station. I think of the small plastic chairs, the tiny women from the gogo bars in string tops and tiny skirts, the vendors calling out to their prey, the seedy tuk-tuk drivers sitting in wait for a sucker, the sound of the traffic, the stench of the sewer, the sweet perfume smell of the soup and the never-ending arrival of shoppers, partiers and vendors selling various good of questionable value; be it tangible or intangible.
But still... the one thing that comes to the front of my mind is one person who I have never met, never talked to.... He use to perform in Pattaya. I say use to but he may still perform at Throbb. When I was there last year I did not see him.
I am told the guys name is Art. He was a slight guy with light brown hair, a slim body and an endearing smile. There was something about him that stuck with me. That is also part of the reason I never showed the slightest interest in him. The last thing I need to do is indulge my emotions when it comes to guys since I am an admitted sex tourist/butterfly.
But yet and still I wonder.... What has become of Art? Is he still performing or has he found happiness away from the lights and sounds of boyztown?