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September 10th, 2006, 06:46
My co-worker and I arrived in Bangkok on May 9, 2006 at approximately 12:30 AM. We had traveled together to meet a group of more co-workers already in BKK. We had only planned to be on the ground in Thailand for about two weeks. That soon changed and I had the great fortune of eventually staying for nearly four weeks.

We checked into our rooms and then took a taxi to the famous Plaza where we met up with rest of our party. We arrived at NEP around 1:15 AM where I had my first experience with the Thailand go-go bar scene. I grabbed a quick bite to eat and was escorted into a bar by one of our more knowledgeable party members. The bar was set up just like the hundreds of other go-go bars in Thailand--a stage in the center of the bar with seven or eight boys shuffling to extremely loud house music blaring from oversized speakers.

The first thing I noticed were the curious stares of the boys as we walked in and took a seat at тАЬring-sideтАЭ--the seats that ringed the stage. The boys were moderately good-looking, (I would later learn that the good ones had already been BFтАЩd for the evening). The bar would be closing soon and I was anxious to find the boy who would ultimately be my first paid-for-sex experience. I didnтАЩt see anyone who I wanted to relinquish my cherry to in this particular bar, so I told the others I was going to walk around and see what else was going on. I took a walk across the plaza.

I was met at the doors of another club of which I donтАЩt remember the name. I took a seat and ordered a drink. The club was thinning out due to the lateness of the hour and again, I didnтАЩt see тАЬthe oneтАЭ in this club either. I was beginning to feel desperate. I returned to the other club right at closing time, where we stood around outside for a few minutes before we decided to migrate outside the plaza a make up our minds on what to do next.

We all wound up across the street at the Hotel parking lot where it seemed that everyone that had just been inside the plaza was now gathering. The majority of the lotтАЩs inhabitants were the working boys that had failed to score a customer for the evening. I scanned the crowd eagerly, hoping my eagerness would show and help my chances. I felt like a high school freshman at the school dance looking to get laid for the first time.

Being that only one in our party had been successful in capturing company for the evening (actually he had captured two) the others decided to make an evening of it. Leaving me alone with the one person in our party I had vowed I would spend no time with. Oh well, what the hell. I was on a mission and the familiar face was a little comforting.

We stood around for a few minutes before I spotted two boys standing a few feet away looking like they were looking for some company. They were both moderately good looking, but I wouldnтАЩt kick either one out of bed. I immediately keyed on the nicer looking of the two and struck up a conversation. . Oddly enough, being that this was such a monumentous event, I have very little recollection of the ensuing conversation. Something to the effect of how much for long time and maybe your friend could come along for my friend. We all chatted for a few minutes before deciding to leave.

I had to make a quick trip to a convenience store close by to pick up the necessary package of condoms.

Once back at the Hotel, the security guards at the hotel checked both boysтАЩ IDs and soon enough we were on the elevators headed to our rooms. Once inside the room, I got my first good look at Sam. He had long, straight black-hair and modest looks. Beyond that I could tell by his skin-tight jeans and shirt that he had a great body.He told me how old he was at some point, but that too escapes me. I would guess he was 23 or 24.

Eager to see what was under those tight-fitting clothes I started loosening my clothes and headed for the bathroom for the pre-sex cleansing ritual. I wanted to shower together but he insisted on doing it separately, so I took a warm bath while he showered.

After bathing, I met him in bedтАФboth of us in the buff. I lifted the covers so that I could get a good look at what I was about to get myself into. His light cocoa skinned was extremely smooth and soft; something I would come to know as characteristic of Thai boys.

We kissed for a while, my attempt at establishing some familiarity before consummation. It was clumsy and unfamiliar at first, but we quickly adjusted and made the best of it. I was eager to taste the treasure that waited further south . He responded quickly to my lips, at which time I couldnтАЩt tell if he were sincere or not. I moved up his rib cage and across his flat stomach down to my final destinationтАФa big cock,l iтАЩve come to associate with going up on a boy.

My intentions were to make this boy remember this experience -- at least until his next customer. I decided I would go with my standard bag of tricks for this stranger in my bed. He responded as expected to my tongue massaging his cock. I guessed that this response was genuine. I worked him for about five minutes, making sure he was good , then I flipped over and slipped on my condom. He immediately mounted me and began enthusiastically riding me. When he had had an orgasm, I relinquished my load and just like thatтАФit was over. Sam had broken my prostitute cherry. We showered and climbed back into bed where we curled up together and fell off to sleep. Although my sleep with this perfect stranger was fitful at best, I was grateful for this soft body next to mine.

WeтАФwell, he slept late the next morning, then after a quickie, he left around 9:30 AM. I remember thinking the sex was okay but not earth shattering. ThatтАЩs okay--the earth would eventually shake.

The next two days were spent idly doing little to nothing. We anticipated a short trip to Pattaya, where we would spend about two days. I remember feeling a little disappointed that my Bangkok exploration would be interrupted by this unexpected trip. As it turns out, this would be a really good idea after all.

The trip to Pattaya took about two-and-half hours. After reaching the hotel we all checked in and went to grab a bite to eat. In my hotel room, I phoned my hang out buddies for the evening to find out what the plan for the evening was. We wound up barhopping up and down Sunnee plaza and after putting on a nice little rum and coke buzz, I found myself in тАЬSundance.тАЭ The boys here were a little better looking than the boys in Bangkok were and they seemed a little more enthusiastic about attracting our attention. After about 30 minutes and two or three rotations of boys on stage, I noticed a tall good-looking boy with nice legs . The boys in this club danced with not much of clothing on. This beauty was for some reason supposed modesty appealed to me.

He danced without much talent facing me and would flash a shy smile when he would glance down and catch me watching him. At one point I gently rubbed the top of his foot in an effort to get his attention again. When he looked down at me, I motioned for hiim to turn around so I could get a look at his ass. He smiled and turned around shaking his ass somewhat more enthusiastically.

Once he was finished with his set, he came down and at my request had a seat. I bought him a drink and asked his name. He told me it was Mint. I told him mine and soon realized the extent of his English speaking skills was very limited. It didnтАЩt matter, as I was smitten by this tall, creamy-skin beauty. I paid his bar-fine and waited for him to change. When he returned I was somewhat disappointed that this beautiful boy had changed to jeans and t-shirt outfit that belied the sex appeal that had wooed me only minutes before. No matter. I bid my buddyтАЩs a good evening and Mint and I left.

We held hands as we walked down the street. I was smitten by this obviously young boys beautifully sincere smile. He asked me where we were going. I told him тАЬBoyz boyz.тАЭ He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face and repeated the words as if he had never heard them before. I knew it was going to be a challenge communicating with this boy, but I would make the best of this my second time being with a barboy.

Back at the room, Mint showered then waited on the bed while I finished up in the bathroom. Upon returning to my waiting guest, I climbed into the bed and crawled on top of him and began kissing his neck . I paid particularly close attention to his facial expressions and to how he reacted to me. He seemed comfortable and complacent and showed little to no emotion until I slid down the length of his long frame and started to lick his cock. At this point he closed his eyes lightly and moaned softly. I was beginning to get somewhere now. I pleasured him with my tongue for a short while longer then rolled over on my back and donned a rubber. He took the cue and climbed onto my lap and slowly guided me into his ass. He immediately picked up a nice even rhythm and closed his eyes to enjoy the ride.

We fucked for maybe twenty minutes at which point I made sure to pay careful attention to him making sure he had come first, and then I came, mostly due to my own efforts. I remember thinking that Mint had been cute but lacked any real sexual skill. This showed that all a Thai boys needed to be a successful barboy was a cock and moderately good looks. Afterwards we showered and then fell asleep. The next morning I woke Mint early wanting to get another piece of him, only to realize that I had used my last condom with him the night before. This was a major disappointment. We showered after no sex and he left.

That evening I teamed up with тАЬRтАЭ and we hit the bars of Pattaya together starting out with a long walk down Walking Street to a beer bar .тАЭ He introduced me to the owner , a middle aged but still good-looking Thai man with that signature Thai boys smile that radiated complete friendliness. We had a few drinks and jumped on a bath-truck heading towards Boyz town.

I was eager to see what other beauties hid behind the doors of the go-go bars of Boyz town. Our first stop was тАЬSplaz.тАЭ I immediately noticed that this bar had a different feel from the others I has visited so far. It had a sense of classтАФif a go-go bar can have class. It was clean well run and the boys were gorgeous. Young boys escorted us to ringside seats. The boys onstage were phenomenal. I had never seen so many beautifulin one place so anxious for me to take them home.

I soon spotted a honey with bleached-black hair. He had a great face and an even nicer body. He was tall and skinny (like I like them) new that I had found my next bedfellow for the evening.

As I watched him I noticed another boy that danced nearby. I may have noticed him because he and the black were chatting and smiling at each other, but this other one was the exact opposite of his black friend. He was shortтАФmaybe 6тАЩ2тАЭ, with long brown. He too had a great ass . I was coming to understand this was common for the boys that worked at Splaz. Which one should I pick? They were both delicious looking. As it happens they left the stage at the same time and the shorter of the two made eye contact with me and both our fates were sealed.

He came over and extended his small hand and said тАЬhello.тАЭ We exchanged names and chatted for a few. He told me his name was тАЬWan.тАЭ The first thingтАФwell the second thing I noticed was that his English was very good. He had striking Chinese-looking facial features. He was extremely pretty. He sat down and we talked. After awhile the three of us relocated to a booth along the back wall of the club. We still had a great view of the stage but the action wasnтАЩt so тАЬright-in-your-face.тАЭ

I bought Wan a drink then asked him how much he charged for long time. He replied to my astonishment тАЬ3000 baht.тАЭ I knew from my research that the boys would routinely shoot out a high number and then the negotiating would ensue. I immediately told him that was kind of high, but he stuck fast to his original price. He had this тАЬIтАЩm-worth-it-and-I-know-itтАЭ look on his face. I turned my attention back to the boys dancing on the stage without saying another word. He simply sat patiently waiting for me to return my attention to him. All the while I sat there pondering whether I would let my dick control the destiny of the nights activities.

I looked back at him and she smiled coyly. He snuggled up close to me allowing me to run my hands over his smooth skin. He was so damn fine!! In retrospect, if I hadnтАЩt responded to his smile by putting my arm around him and stroking him back and rib cage the way I did, he probably would have thanked me for buying him a drink and moved on to someone who was willing to pay his price. This physical contact reassured him I was still interested though I hadnтАЩt said anything else to him since our original negotiating. After touching that silk-like skin I knew I would have paid 4000 baht to be with this one. You never think about how the small things you do can ultimately determine your fate. I looked at тАЬRтАЭ and asked if he was ready to leave. He nodded, I handed Wan 500 baht for his bar fine and he left to change.

We sat for another ten minutes waiting while he changed. When he finally returned he would get props from any man who saw him. I was going to enjoy this.

Back in my room he immediately began shedding his clothes in anticipation of taking a shower. I asked him if he wanted to shower alone or together. To my astonishment he said тАЬtogether.тАЭ I knew there was something special about this one. We showered together getting an up-close and personal look and feel of each otherтАЩs bodyтАЩs. He was energetic and friendly and genuinely seemed to be enjoying himself.

After showering, we jump in the bed and started flipping through the channels on the TV. I was in no rush. I knew he wasnтАЩt going anywhere. After awhile we started kissing and it didnтАЩt take long for us to find each otherтАЩs groove. He was a pretty good kisser. I soon moved down to his beautiful cock and began sucking tenderly . He immediately responded . I glanced up to see if his eyes were open. They werenтАЩt. He appeared to really be enjoying this.He encouraged me to give attention, of which I did.

I was eager to taste him, so I slid down his stomach and kissed the inside of his thighsтАФso close . I went straight to it to investigate closer. This was fine by me and I quickly found his cock and began rolling it between my tongue . He shuffled his hips in uncomfortable bliss. This did nothing but encourage me. I wanted to make him come in my mouth. I tried to bring him to orgasm. After a few more minutes, he reached down and pulled me up towards him with a look of absolute lust on his face. He was ready to get real. So was I. I quickly donned a condom and pulled him on top of me. He guided me in and slowly lowered himself onto me and then picked up a slow and deep rhythm. I grabbed his hips a ground myself into his ass . I watched his face intently to check his response. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open, accommodating his increased breathing. To my surprise he was tighter than I expected for a working boy.

After a short while he began picking up his cock. He was close. I wasnтАЩt but I could catch up now that I knew he was. I matched his dick and brought myself closer to orgasm. Before I knew it he had picked up hid cock and was clutching my shoulders with his fingers and telling тАЬIтАЩm-coming-right-nowтАЭ . I watched as he shuddered and came. It was a beautiful thing to see this young boy come while sitting on me. To know that I was responsible was intoxicating.

I continued and soon came to my own very satisfying orgasm. It was more intense than any one I had experienced in a long, long time.

Afterwards, as I replayed the events over in my head I realized that all of the three boys I had been with since arriving in Thailand had achieved cum relatively easy. This taught me two valuable things. One was that even though they were working boys whose primary aim was to please the customer, they didnтАЩt let that get in the way of them enjoying the experience as well. Secondly, IтАЩm not sure if it was due to my unselfish efforts to help them achieve orgasm, but they all seemed to come relatively easy despite the fact that they were in bed with a complete stranger. I know that little detail would not affect me as a man if I was a prostitute, but I assumed it would be a factor for the boy. Maybe these three were the exception and not the rule. As I would find out on subsequent nights, they were not in fact exceptions but followers of the general rule.

After a quick shower we lay in bed talking allowing the cool darkness of the hotel room to envelope us. Before long we drifted off to a comfortable sleep -- he wrapped in my arms as if we were long-time lovers. I wondered if he fell asleep liked this with all his customers. I decided it didnтАЩt matter, as I thought I would probably never see him again anyway.

September 10th, 2006, 08:03
Very well written.. Yours or? Cant wait to be in LOS now!

September 10th, 2006, 10:16
"We arrived at NEP around 1:15 AM..." Nana Entertainment Plaza has gay bars??? They are open that late?

"He asked me where we were going. I told him “Boyz boyz.” He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face... " I was puzzled, too, why he seemed to be going to Boyz Boyz Boyz. Turns out they were going to his hotel, so what was "Boyz boyz"?

"Our first stop was “Splaz.”" Is there a particular reason to mask the name of the bar? Why make a play on the name "Splash" vs creating a totally ficticious name?

"Very well written.. Yours or?" Oogleman, may I introduce you to Baziel? He frequently omits the source of his cut-and-paste articles.

AMARETTO-old
September 10th, 2006, 13:29
A similar story here : www.stickmanbangkok.com/reader/reader461.html (http://www.stickmanbangkok.com/reader/reader461.html)

September 10th, 2006, 13:53
My co-worker and I arrived in Bangkok on May 9, .

You have proved that with a little judicious editing you can steal someone elses story and alter the facts but you can never disguise the fact that you are stealing other peoples work.

www.stickmanbangkok.com/reader/reader461.html (http://www.stickmanbangkok.com/reader/reader461.html)

Aunty
September 10th, 2006, 15:01
Thanks for posting that Naughty But Nice, I thought that was actually written by a guy into girls. It just had that sense to me and there's a slip-up about half-way down where Baziel has missed changing she into he - that's what first aroused my suspicions. lol!

September 10th, 2006, 16:23
Thanks Amaretto and Naughty But Nice for finding the "original." No wonder he doesn't credit the source! ;-)

Geezer
September 10th, 2006, 16:33
Naughty But Nice, thanks for validating my ignoring Baziel.

Dodger
September 10th, 2006, 18:51
Baziel...

Thanks for the read.

Now I'm stuck here with this hard on and no one to share it with...uhg!

Oh well...14 days and counting.

September 10th, 2006, 19:52
Baziel...

Thanks for the read.

Now I'm stuck here with this hard on and no one to share it with...uhg!

Oh well...14 days and counting.

This is real fun, all the comments from this chicken house," stolen, copy, put Baziel on ignore". Every time i bring a story they run like hell over the Internet to find the original, i love it !

bkk gwm even makes a analyze about this story, ha ha ha.

Amarretto your the " numero uno " , to find the original story congratulations !

Naughty but not nice, thief's must stay in jail don't they !

Yes Aunty there is a she into !

Geezer put me on ignore, yes my story's are not for geezers !

Dodger have a lot off fun in LOS . Isn't for fun we go Thailand ? Enjoy Vic !

September 10th, 2006, 20:31
baziel, you seem to be gloating over the negative reactions to your plagiarizing. You are drifting dangerously close to badboybilly aka boygeorge aka wd40 in what appears to be attempts to get attention by any means.

Psychologists say that the human being strives for attention and validation, even if that attention comes from negative (even painful) stimulus. Sad to think you might be drifting into billy's condition. I used to give you much more credit than that. But, I hope I'm wrong in my assessment.

Captain Swing
September 10th, 2006, 21:20
We all knew, from past experience, that Baziel "borrowed" the story. If nothing else, the language used would indicate it wasn't his work. SO WHAT? I don't think we need to get all upset or try to pschoanalyze him. Like he said at the very start, it was JUST A STORY.

September 10th, 2006, 21:35
Baziel...


This is real fun, all the comments from this chicken house," stolen, copy, put Baziel on ignore". Every time i bring a story they run like hell over the Internet to find the original, i love it !

Naughty but not nice, thief's must stay in jail don't they ! !

As it is normal practice to credit the original idea to the author I always assume that not doing so is stealing.

I also tend to find that people who are prone to dishonesty in one area of their life are also dishonest in other areas of their life.

If you do not have the intelligence or integrity to come up with a good story on your own then that is your own failing. :cherry:

Dodger
September 10th, 2006, 21:45
Baziel...

Some people seem to forget what HAVING FUN is really all about, and just spin their wheels trying to find fault with anothers. What a boring life they must live.

I knew immediately that your story, which intentionally did not include any credits, would stir up the busy bee nest and send them scattering to the fields in a frenzied search for the true author.

Simply hilarious!

mai pen rai

September 10th, 2006, 23:09
Baziel...

Some people seem to forget what HAVING FUN is really all about, and just spin their wheels trying to find fault with anothers. What a boring life they must live.
I knew immediately that your story, which intentionally did not include any credits, would stir up the busy bee nest and send them scattering to the fields in a frenzied search for the true author.
Simply hilarious!
mai pen rai

As you have no problem with work being stolen we must leave it that both you an Baziel are of one mind. But whilst I am here just a story;
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I traveled extensively during one holiday in January 2006 and enjoyed it, although did not find myself missing the excitement back in Pattaya. I had a purpose though, as I was giving a stab at filming a little documentary on Thai Culture and had to leave Bangkok to do it. I guess I spent approximately 70% of my holiday traveling around southern Thailand and 30% in Chiang Mai. I found myself getting frustrated, especially during the times when I was baking in the sweltering heat trying to capture a shot of moneky hanging from a tree, when I could have been back in Bangkok holding a cold G&T in my hand.

My last holiday seemed to work perfect...I just reversed the time percentages. I spent 20% of my time traveling; just a short trip to Phuket (never again) and a week long trip up to the Golden Triangle. These little side trips seemed to add more substance to my holiday...well, Changmai was great, but Phuket really sucks as far as I'm concerned. My appetite for fun and entertainment (meaning, Thai boy butt)s) can't be satisfied anywhere else in the world as well as Pattaya
I'll be there as well in October...enjoying my greasy fried eggs and bacon with Monty and Lek...splish-splashing in the pool or cruising the open markets in the early afternoons, listening to the sounds of Max Bygraves in the later afternoons while that beautiful (not handsome mind you) boy finishes his shower and walks slowly towards me throwing up at the thought of spending even more time with me, and waking up as I brush against his smooth naked body, only to realize that it's 7:00 PM (1900 hrs for you Euro guys - and for you Americans, the little hands on the 7 and the big hands on the 12)...and I have to get out of bed so I can get showered and dressed for a night of action.

So, I say to myself...Self, what do you prefer doing after you've worked your ass off saving every penny, sat with a numb ass on that airplane for 24 hours, and then rode in a taxi 2 1/2 more hours, only to find the stench of pollution, vision of people eating raw fish that's dangling in the open air getting peppered by hungry flies, and that traffic...people who drive like they enjoy getting injured...WHY,...because it's Pattaya .

Hilarious and having fun :compress:
mai pen rai
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