extronaut
November 17th, 2022, 06:14
My trip started with 4 days in Saigon. It was a bit disappointing.
Gee there was surprisingly little going on. Not many tourists. Not many locals either, save for the odd creepy dude who would get in front of me and go: "Hey you want lady? You want marijuana?"
My answer to both was: "không không cảm ơn." This wasn't the kind of creepy I was after.
My usual plan of attack around here is to curb crawl around the massage parlours. Aside from plenty of sexy ladies, they usually have at least one or two boys on staff, and I look for one who gives me dewy eyes and looks to be of legal age. I usually agree to a full body massage with him, and if he starts to sex me up on the table, I use Google translate to ask if he wants to come to my hotel, get his phone number, etc. This time there were plenty of tres sexy women in the parlours, but almost no boys. In the dozens of massage joints there, only found two boys - one I didn't like, and the other clearly didn't like me.
Can't figure out why they were so thin on the ground this time
No matter. Found a nice scene to hang around, met some cool people, got a little sloshed, then went back to my hotel room. Alone. But ah well, had a good time.
Next day, in the afternoon, I set up my Grindr account, and waited for the taps and messages. They came, but not really in the usual quantity. Nor in quality - most of them were from slightly chubby mid 30 somethings, under the delusion they could pass for 25. There were the standard messages of "hi!" from completely blank profiles that are rarely worth responding to. Then there was the usual plethora of Asian tiny-tops - the guy who thinks he can take me to heaven and back with his little French Fry, and expects to be paid for it, despite my own profile specifying that I'm strictly Top. I get a lot of those.
So I went profile surfing on Grindr myself. There really wasn't much of a selection around. I found a handful of cute, twinky 20 something bottoms, and tapped them. A couple responded, but with really long delays between posts, and I know that means they're usually negotiating with about five different guys at once. After a couple of hours of this I got fed up, and decided to just go out and have a drink. Who knows? I might meet eyes with someone across a crowded room. If not, just socialise with people. I was determined to have a good time one way or another. But as soon as I was ready to leave it started to bucket down cats and dogs. This lasted at least an hour, and the streets were almost flooded. Not nice, spending your holiday watching the rain from your hotel room. But when it finally eased, I went out and more or less had a repeat of the night before. Had fun, but again, nothing naughty happened.
This was okay, but by the third day I was getting blue balls. That morning, I tried opening a Hornet account out of desperation, and found the selection even less interesting than on Grindr. But luckily, one of the entries appeared to be familiar to me. In another thread I started entitled "Interrogated by a local" I described meeting him in 2019 before COVID hit. Nice, hot young man who has a real thing for old dudes. He's not a Saigon local, he just happened to passing through when I first met him. And he just happened to be passing through Saigon again, in a hotel not 300m from me now. How fucking serendipitous is that?
He came to my hotel a couple of hours later and we had a merry fuck for Auld Lang Syne. The hotel staff very kindly changed the sheets afterwards, then we went for a drink. It was a nice hookup, and didn't cost me anything except the for the drinks I insisted on buying him. Thankyou Saigon!
He went off to meet friends after. I spent another couple of hours stuck in my hotel room watching the rain. It's not supposed to rain here in October! The locals were a bit freaked out by the unseasonal weather too, and it really emptied out the streets of life. Fuck you climate change, for trying to ruin my holiday!
After the rain finally passed, this night was basically a repeat of the night before, with the difference I was bit more relaxed.
Next night it didn't rain. I was invited out to Nguyen Hue Square by a straight Viet friend and his chums, and we all had a good time. Again, no naughty though, even though some of the young men in this posse were seriously cute, really friendly, and prone to be very tactile like most Vietnamese. I got a straight, manly, goodbye hug from most of them.
Next morning, got my flight to Hanoi. This was the more sexually interesting leg of my holiday. More interesting generally.
Hanoi was really active this time. It was my third time there, but I've never seen it so pumping. The weather was nice, there were plenty of tourists around (unlike in Saigon, for some reason), and whole town was on speed.
My first night there, Grindr was fruitful, as recounted in my other thread "Another ridiculously tiny Vietnamese guy". TLDR: I hooked up with a cute little 27yo twink who just had an unholy passion for rimming and blowing me. Was hard as a log while he was doing it too. He became my regular Fuckboy during my stay there.
Aside from that, I played the field a little. I, of course, wanted to fuck as many people as physically possible for a man of my age. At one stage, I hooked up with a hot young Vietnamese guy from Da Nang. We had a bit of a kiss and a cuddle in his hotel room, but what he mainly wanted was to suck my dick while he jerked off. I was happy to be of service. No money changed hands.
Via Grindr, I also hooked up with a young English soldier boy on holiday. He just wanted to cuddle with an older man, which was fine by me. I was saving my juice for more sordid encounters with my Fuckboy anyway. Meanwhile, I was content to just stroke his hair and listen to his accent for as long as he wanted me to.
I took to walking around Hoan Kiem lake for exercise. There I often encountered plenty of young men who were keen to beckon me with fake smiles. Some of them were quite cute, and they were certainly willing to offer their services, but I don't think they were in it for fun. That's a deal breaker for me. My ideal off is: I have fun, he has fun, then I pay him money and he goes away I don't mind if I'm the one getting exploited (a little bit), but I don't want to exploit people less fortunate than me for my jollies. Admittedly, I have done so in the past, but I've realised I don't want to be that guy.
On Grindr, I also encountered this cute 21 yo who kept messaging me, and really wanted me to fuck him. No mention of any charge involved. But he was always too shy to come to my hotel. His reason was that I had already had one boy there before, so the hotel staff would know what he was there for. To say he was in the closet would be an understatement - he was hiding nervously behind the shoes at the bottom of the closet. I proposed to rent a room at a short time hotel specially for him, but he found that idea too sleazy.
Nevertheless he kept messaging me. This was, of course, very frustrating, as I had no idea how he expected me to solve his conundrum. But it was also quite cute. I used to enjoy my little chats with him, for some reason. I guess he was just a naturally good conversationalist. I regret not proposing to catch up with him for a coffee, and maybe staying in touch.
Had a great time in Hanoi, and I would have stayed for the rest of my holiday. Unfortunately, I'd already paid an exorbitant amount for a hotel in Phạm Ngủ Lão area in Saigon for my last seven days in VN. In advance. This was on the assumption that Saigon is always more fun than Hanoi. On this particular trip, my seventh to Vietnam, that wasn't the case unfortunately.
This brings me to another issue. Accommodation in tp HCM is crazy expensive at the moment, relatively speaking. My hypothesis is that a lot of hotels closed down over COVID, so supply isn't meeting demand. I also speculate that this is why there's so few tourists there right now, and plenty in Hanoi - they are all skipping Saigon, because it's too expensive, and going North.
I hope this situation improves, otherwise I might have to seriously cut back on the time I spend there in future.
Anyway, my second stint in Saigon was a bit better than my first. Perhaps that's largely because the weather had improved. I also discovered that if I tapped the cute 20 something twinks early in the day, I was much more successful at getting them to come to my hotel. If I tap them in the evenings, they usually just ignored me, or responded really slowly. My hypothesis for this is that they will fuck an old dude during the day, for fun, and some cash so they can go out and party. But by evening, they've already had their balls drained a couple of times, and will only respond to taps if it comes from someone they find hot, or is obviously extremely rich. I'm neither.
This system worked quite well for me though. It meant I could get my balls drained early in the day, then go out and just enjoy Saigon in the evening. Just focus on meeting and socialising with people, without being distracted constantly by all those pert little Asian buns everywhere. I have plenty of friends in Saigon these days, so I was never stuck for something to do.
A couple of times, while out and about on Nguyen Hue, I just happened to stumble on really cute young Asian teen queens, who sensed that I might be interested in them, and hit on me hard. On both occasions, these weren't rent boys, they were actually from relatively well-to-do backgrounds, so I doubt they were after money. They were just honestly interested in a relationship with an older, foreign man.
I didn't avail myself of this in any way. I've tried relationships with young guys, and it doesn't work, for a large variety of complicated reasons. Nevertheless, I can't begin to describe how flattering this was.
One day, I went for an explore on foot around District 10. Really interesting area. I went past a hair dressing salon full of really handsome young men, who were just entranced by me for some reason. Could this salon be a gay version of the classic sleazy Vietnamese Hot Toc that US servicemen used to frequent? I decided to try practicing my Tiếng Việt with them while they were all sitting outside on the doorstep. I didn't need a haircut, but I made up the excuse that I was feeling faint in the heat, and could I come in and sit in their aircon? They were happy to oblige.
Turned out my notion was wrong. They just wanted to meet a foreigner, and practice their seldom used English. They were really nice though, and gave me a bottle of water. One of them, however, a really cute one with dyed blond hair, friended me on Zalo and said he wanted to meet up and practice his English. I looked at his profile, and it was full of hot shirtless pics. He said he'd contact me soon, but he never did. Mind you, I kind of lied a bit and gave the impression I would be there for another couple of weeks, when really I only had three days left, so that might have been the reason.
Part of the reason for being in D10 was to check out an area where there's at least three gay massage parlours. In one or two blocks, there is Rainbow Spa, Guy Spa and Jack Spa. These are all to be found on Google Maps, and it's quite plausible that there's a couple more gay massage parlours there that aren't This is all part of my quest to find the gay version of Nguyễn Phi Khanh, which I'm sure exists somewhere in Vietnam. I never made it there, though, as one of the twinks I'd messaged on Grindr, earlier in the day, got back to me and wanted to hook up. I'd said I'd be available if he did, so I caught a grab back to my hotel, showered, shaved, and fucked him instead. I like to keep my word.
If anybody wants to go and check out that area, please let us know what you find.
The next two days were pretty busy, but I managed to get another two decent offs via Grindr. Again, both were early in the day.
Then came that day I was dreading. This was the day I finally deleted my Grindr account, my Hornet account, my Zalo account, packed my bags and headed back to the land down under. I was dreading it purely because of the long trip involved, but I was not sad to leave. I'd had a wonderful three weeks in Vietnam, and that's precisely what I came for. Pity old Sài Gòn was not its usual self, but I still managed to have a lot of fun anyway.
Gee there was surprisingly little going on. Not many tourists. Not many locals either, save for the odd creepy dude who would get in front of me and go: "Hey you want lady? You want marijuana?"
My answer to both was: "không không cảm ơn." This wasn't the kind of creepy I was after.
My usual plan of attack around here is to curb crawl around the massage parlours. Aside from plenty of sexy ladies, they usually have at least one or two boys on staff, and I look for one who gives me dewy eyes and looks to be of legal age. I usually agree to a full body massage with him, and if he starts to sex me up on the table, I use Google translate to ask if he wants to come to my hotel, get his phone number, etc. This time there were plenty of tres sexy women in the parlours, but almost no boys. In the dozens of massage joints there, only found two boys - one I didn't like, and the other clearly didn't like me.
Can't figure out why they were so thin on the ground this time
No matter. Found a nice scene to hang around, met some cool people, got a little sloshed, then went back to my hotel room. Alone. But ah well, had a good time.
Next day, in the afternoon, I set up my Grindr account, and waited for the taps and messages. They came, but not really in the usual quantity. Nor in quality - most of them were from slightly chubby mid 30 somethings, under the delusion they could pass for 25. There were the standard messages of "hi!" from completely blank profiles that are rarely worth responding to. Then there was the usual plethora of Asian tiny-tops - the guy who thinks he can take me to heaven and back with his little French Fry, and expects to be paid for it, despite my own profile specifying that I'm strictly Top. I get a lot of those.
So I went profile surfing on Grindr myself. There really wasn't much of a selection around. I found a handful of cute, twinky 20 something bottoms, and tapped them. A couple responded, but with really long delays between posts, and I know that means they're usually negotiating with about five different guys at once. After a couple of hours of this I got fed up, and decided to just go out and have a drink. Who knows? I might meet eyes with someone across a crowded room. If not, just socialise with people. I was determined to have a good time one way or another. But as soon as I was ready to leave it started to bucket down cats and dogs. This lasted at least an hour, and the streets were almost flooded. Not nice, spending your holiday watching the rain from your hotel room. But when it finally eased, I went out and more or less had a repeat of the night before. Had fun, but again, nothing naughty happened.
This was okay, but by the third day I was getting blue balls. That morning, I tried opening a Hornet account out of desperation, and found the selection even less interesting than on Grindr. But luckily, one of the entries appeared to be familiar to me. In another thread I started entitled "Interrogated by a local" I described meeting him in 2019 before COVID hit. Nice, hot young man who has a real thing for old dudes. He's not a Saigon local, he just happened to passing through when I first met him. And he just happened to be passing through Saigon again, in a hotel not 300m from me now. How fucking serendipitous is that?
He came to my hotel a couple of hours later and we had a merry fuck for Auld Lang Syne. The hotel staff very kindly changed the sheets afterwards, then we went for a drink. It was a nice hookup, and didn't cost me anything except the for the drinks I insisted on buying him. Thankyou Saigon!
He went off to meet friends after. I spent another couple of hours stuck in my hotel room watching the rain. It's not supposed to rain here in October! The locals were a bit freaked out by the unseasonal weather too, and it really emptied out the streets of life. Fuck you climate change, for trying to ruin my holiday!
After the rain finally passed, this night was basically a repeat of the night before, with the difference I was bit more relaxed.
Next night it didn't rain. I was invited out to Nguyen Hue Square by a straight Viet friend and his chums, and we all had a good time. Again, no naughty though, even though some of the young men in this posse were seriously cute, really friendly, and prone to be very tactile like most Vietnamese. I got a straight, manly, goodbye hug from most of them.
Next morning, got my flight to Hanoi. This was the more sexually interesting leg of my holiday. More interesting generally.
Hanoi was really active this time. It was my third time there, but I've never seen it so pumping. The weather was nice, there were plenty of tourists around (unlike in Saigon, for some reason), and whole town was on speed.
My first night there, Grindr was fruitful, as recounted in my other thread "Another ridiculously tiny Vietnamese guy". TLDR: I hooked up with a cute little 27yo twink who just had an unholy passion for rimming and blowing me. Was hard as a log while he was doing it too. He became my regular Fuckboy during my stay there.
Aside from that, I played the field a little. I, of course, wanted to fuck as many people as physically possible for a man of my age. At one stage, I hooked up with a hot young Vietnamese guy from Da Nang. We had a bit of a kiss and a cuddle in his hotel room, but what he mainly wanted was to suck my dick while he jerked off. I was happy to be of service. No money changed hands.
Via Grindr, I also hooked up with a young English soldier boy on holiday. He just wanted to cuddle with an older man, which was fine by me. I was saving my juice for more sordid encounters with my Fuckboy anyway. Meanwhile, I was content to just stroke his hair and listen to his accent for as long as he wanted me to.
I took to walking around Hoan Kiem lake for exercise. There I often encountered plenty of young men who were keen to beckon me with fake smiles. Some of them were quite cute, and they were certainly willing to offer their services, but I don't think they were in it for fun. That's a deal breaker for me. My ideal off is: I have fun, he has fun, then I pay him money and he goes away I don't mind if I'm the one getting exploited (a little bit), but I don't want to exploit people less fortunate than me for my jollies. Admittedly, I have done so in the past, but I've realised I don't want to be that guy.
On Grindr, I also encountered this cute 21 yo who kept messaging me, and really wanted me to fuck him. No mention of any charge involved. But he was always too shy to come to my hotel. His reason was that I had already had one boy there before, so the hotel staff would know what he was there for. To say he was in the closet would be an understatement - he was hiding nervously behind the shoes at the bottom of the closet. I proposed to rent a room at a short time hotel specially for him, but he found that idea too sleazy.
Nevertheless he kept messaging me. This was, of course, very frustrating, as I had no idea how he expected me to solve his conundrum. But it was also quite cute. I used to enjoy my little chats with him, for some reason. I guess he was just a naturally good conversationalist. I regret not proposing to catch up with him for a coffee, and maybe staying in touch.
Had a great time in Hanoi, and I would have stayed for the rest of my holiday. Unfortunately, I'd already paid an exorbitant amount for a hotel in Phạm Ngủ Lão area in Saigon for my last seven days in VN. In advance. This was on the assumption that Saigon is always more fun than Hanoi. On this particular trip, my seventh to Vietnam, that wasn't the case unfortunately.
This brings me to another issue. Accommodation in tp HCM is crazy expensive at the moment, relatively speaking. My hypothesis is that a lot of hotels closed down over COVID, so supply isn't meeting demand. I also speculate that this is why there's so few tourists there right now, and plenty in Hanoi - they are all skipping Saigon, because it's too expensive, and going North.
I hope this situation improves, otherwise I might have to seriously cut back on the time I spend there in future.
Anyway, my second stint in Saigon was a bit better than my first. Perhaps that's largely because the weather had improved. I also discovered that if I tapped the cute 20 something twinks early in the day, I was much more successful at getting them to come to my hotel. If I tap them in the evenings, they usually just ignored me, or responded really slowly. My hypothesis for this is that they will fuck an old dude during the day, for fun, and some cash so they can go out and party. But by evening, they've already had their balls drained a couple of times, and will only respond to taps if it comes from someone they find hot, or is obviously extremely rich. I'm neither.
This system worked quite well for me though. It meant I could get my balls drained early in the day, then go out and just enjoy Saigon in the evening. Just focus on meeting and socialising with people, without being distracted constantly by all those pert little Asian buns everywhere. I have plenty of friends in Saigon these days, so I was never stuck for something to do.
A couple of times, while out and about on Nguyen Hue, I just happened to stumble on really cute young Asian teen queens, who sensed that I might be interested in them, and hit on me hard. On both occasions, these weren't rent boys, they were actually from relatively well-to-do backgrounds, so I doubt they were after money. They were just honestly interested in a relationship with an older, foreign man.
I didn't avail myself of this in any way. I've tried relationships with young guys, and it doesn't work, for a large variety of complicated reasons. Nevertheless, I can't begin to describe how flattering this was.
One day, I went for an explore on foot around District 10. Really interesting area. I went past a hair dressing salon full of really handsome young men, who were just entranced by me for some reason. Could this salon be a gay version of the classic sleazy Vietnamese Hot Toc that US servicemen used to frequent? I decided to try practicing my Tiếng Việt with them while they were all sitting outside on the doorstep. I didn't need a haircut, but I made up the excuse that I was feeling faint in the heat, and could I come in and sit in their aircon? They were happy to oblige.
Turned out my notion was wrong. They just wanted to meet a foreigner, and practice their seldom used English. They were really nice though, and gave me a bottle of water. One of them, however, a really cute one with dyed blond hair, friended me on Zalo and said he wanted to meet up and practice his English. I looked at his profile, and it was full of hot shirtless pics. He said he'd contact me soon, but he never did. Mind you, I kind of lied a bit and gave the impression I would be there for another couple of weeks, when really I only had three days left, so that might have been the reason.
Part of the reason for being in D10 was to check out an area where there's at least three gay massage parlours. In one or two blocks, there is Rainbow Spa, Guy Spa and Jack Spa. These are all to be found on Google Maps, and it's quite plausible that there's a couple more gay massage parlours there that aren't This is all part of my quest to find the gay version of Nguyễn Phi Khanh, which I'm sure exists somewhere in Vietnam. I never made it there, though, as one of the twinks I'd messaged on Grindr, earlier in the day, got back to me and wanted to hook up. I'd said I'd be available if he did, so I caught a grab back to my hotel, showered, shaved, and fucked him instead. I like to keep my word.
If anybody wants to go and check out that area, please let us know what you find.
The next two days were pretty busy, but I managed to get another two decent offs via Grindr. Again, both were early in the day.
Then came that day I was dreading. This was the day I finally deleted my Grindr account, my Hornet account, my Zalo account, packed my bags and headed back to the land down under. I was dreading it purely because of the long trip involved, but I was not sad to leave. I'd had a wonderful three weeks in Vietnam, and that's precisely what I came for. Pity old Sài Gòn was not its usual self, but I still managed to have a lot of fun anyway.