I was the Orgy, in the washroom.

[anakot]

Bottoms Up
Thanks for my morning's entertainment in a wild, wet and windy Hong Kong with Typhoon signal down ot 1 from 9!!
A great read...

ps. I could never piss in the Tawan Bar until the massage boys backed off! You know can't chew gum and fart at the same time...

[Brad the Impala]

I hope you dont mind me sharing this with you, it is so funny and happened to me and I'm sure you to.



Only it didn't happen to you! You just tacked this sentence on the front of Bucknaway's post. Presumably someone with your enormous Thai experience would also have not felt the need to act like an ingenue tourist in this situation.

A regular here wouldn't have to read past the first full stop of Bucknaway's account to realise that even the punctuation is way beyond your capabilities.

[maisoui]

I understand why people sell fake handbags and watches in Patpong but what the fuck is the point of reposting Bucknaway's ancient ramblings? WHY?

You'd only have to read one sentence -- and encounter no completely imbecilic spelling or grammar mistakes -- to instantly know that it was not the original work of our mentally-challenged friend.

You'd only have to read one sentence -- and encounter no completely imbecilic spelling or grammar mistakes -- to instantly know that it was not the original work of our mentally-challenged friend.

Nice one Bunny, I too noticed that........

:cheers:

You'd only have to read one sentence -- and encounter no completely imbecilic spelling or grammar mistakes -- to instantly know that it was not the original work of our mentally-challenged friend.

Nice one Bunny, I too noticed that........

:cheers:

Come to think of it, had it been LMTU's work there would have only BEEN one sentence. One giant 30-line run-on sentence...

[SoiVC Slut-old]

I thought he was going to relate one of his "Cottage Queen" stories from back in the 60's


:colors:

That was the old Colonel's speciality. Is he still pretending to be dead?

As my Dear friend Wow Pow use to say to me weekly, do not fight back when you are put down or Insulted, its only a few people trying to pretend they are so Important and much more superior, but in reality have such bad breeding to say so many nasty things about a person who only wants to inform readers, to make in the most a few TROLLs. who give nothing to entertain or inform.

The problem is if I dont answer back, a lot of people who dont know me, believe all the lies spread by the cowards hiding behind their computer screens, but I suppose this is the price of letting a lot of locals know who Iand in reality as I have nothing to hide.

It would seem every one else can say what they like about me. but when I hit a raw nerve and answer truthfully, I'm the one in the wrong, just read above to see what I mean. If I feel strongly about some one putting others down or trying to ruin their business, I must say nothing, if others say bad things, they can say what they like, so if I was you and you want to write on here or any other forum, one line seem to be the best you can do, then discreetly disapear till the next time.



............. so did you plagiarise this "Buckanaway" post or not? - that's the only part of the current spat I'm interested in.

As for the content of the post itself - it sounds like nothing more nor less than a normal night in Hollywood Disco in Pattaya (any info? - is it currently open/closed/or razed to the ground again?)

:bounce:

[Smiles]

" ... so did you plagiarise this "Buckanaway" post or not? - that's the only part of the current spat I'm interested in ... "
Not really 'plagiarism' as our glorious Bottom did post the link to Bucknaway's story quite prominently at the end. The only orignal 'Bottom' part was the first sentence: "I hope you dont mind me sharing this with you, it is so funny and happened to me and I'm sure you to".

The fact is, whatever is really going through this man's thinking in posting this, he is above all, a fraud of a human being ... constantly conjouring up fraudulent acts, to see whether anything sticks. Whether they actually deceive others I doubt (he hasn't a subtle bone in his body), but he keeps on trying. Then, sooner or later, gets banned.
A harmless fool.

[TrongpaiExpat]

As my Dear friend Wow Pow use to say to me weekly, do not fight back when you are put down or Insulted, its only a few people


A "few people?" Just about everyone except your side kick Lunchobooze, where is the dear ol' fella?

Second, Wowpow was not your friend.

Third, gayboythailand is not your blog.

....
Not really 'plagiarism' as our glorious Bottom did post the link to Bucknaway's story quite prominently at the end...

Ah - fair enough - as I'd lost interest well before the end, I didn't notice the link to the original version.

:cheers:

[MiniMee]

Here's another one of BuckyтАЩs fanaticises for your enjoyment:

The Bar of Pleasure

Imagine the scene: I had endured another long, lonely and miserable winter in my home state of Delaware (which, for my non-American readers, is very close to Mary-Land) and now I was getting myself all excited about The Bar of Pleasure.

This all started when my friend returned from Pattaya and showed me an advert in a magazine which promised that steamy nights filled with exotic sensations and erotic stimulation of the senses could all be mine, courtesy of The Bar of Pleasure. So I quickly typed the URL at the bottom of the page into my brand new i-phone and waited expectantly for the page to load. I had just bought myself the latest i-phone 3G-S model as a special treat and had already transferred all the cock-pics that I had down-loaded from my friends at GayRomeo.com to its 32Gb flash hard-drive for reference on my next trip to LoS. (Is there an app for that?) The website didnтАЩt disappoint with images of the bar and a variety of muscled hunks, mostly wearing nothing more than g-strings and broad smiles welcoming me to discover the pleasures of the bar that await, for myself. I saved some images of the bar to 'my favorites'.

This is where the story really begins. Soon after I next arrived in Thailand I found myself walking down a narrow alley in a dark corner of Sunee Plaza, with more than a little trepidation in my heart. The months of working out at the gym and the anticipation of shirtlessly displaying my plump pectorals through to straps of my 33-inch waist denim dungarees that I had chosen to wear for this special night, was not to be blunted by the disinterested stares of the odd 70 year old lush and 11 year old glue-sniffer that inhabited the open-fronted bars of Sunee. Somehow my fresh white sneakers and carefully selected pieces of bling that were de-rigueur in my local disco made me feel vulnerable here. However, I neednтАЩt have worried, as when I approached The Bar of Pleasure two suited and smiling Thai guys came to greet me and after exchanging polite wai's their first words were 'Oh тАУ you very handsome man!' So I knew I had found the right place for me and they drew back the curtain for me to enter.

I was shown to a seat right in front of a small stage that was filled with about 20 lean and muscular young guys all dressed in the skimpiest black lycra thongs barely concealing their turgid man-flesh beneath. As I ordered a Coke Zero, with no ice, from the cute waiter, I felt that every one of the 20 pairs of eyes on the stage were trained on my body, and their inquisitive stares were tearing the straps of my dungarees from my broad shoulders causing further tumescence in the lycra. At that moment, the house lights were dimmed and we were all plunged into darkness. Shadowy figures passed to my left and right and lingering hands caressed my shoulders, my pecs and my thighs and a shudder passed though my body as a warm breath in my ear whispered in a low tone 'You so sexy man' and a tongue gently probed my aural orifice.

The stage lights were suddenly ablaze and I found myself alone on the banquette except for the thin, elderly katoey mama-san who sat demurely by my side, her hands folded in her lap and one of those knowing Thai smiles in her eyes. Strange...

But I had no time to ponder this further as five hunky studs marched onto the stage, stark naked and proudly displaying every inch of smooth and glistening skin on their lithe bodies for my pleasure. This was not the sort of bar that has half an hour or so of fore-play in the form of choreographed dance routines, candle shows or coy soapy-shower acts. No, this was the bar of my dreams where things got down'n'dirty right from the get-go. My eyes were immediately drawn to the stiff cocks on parade before me. Every guy proudly thrusting 9 inches of throbbing man-hood in my face, with no need for rubber bands to maintain the blood flow in the erectile tissue here тАУ I was turning these guys on! Before I could reach out and grasp anything, four of the guys left the stage leaving the fifth alone, center-stage, gently stoking his meat and looking in my directionтАж. Then another guy wearing a silk bath robe appeared on stage. He was smaller built than the other five cock-smiths, but the dark fuzz on this upper lip and chin, and the tiger tattoo on his calf muscle immediately indicted that he was, nevertheless, all boy. He immediately discarded his robe on the floor and got down on hands and knees doggy style bearing his inner-most secrets for all to see. IтАЩm sure he winked at me and I didnтАЩt know where to look! Without further ceremony, the stud with the still throbbing cock mounted the new guy with a single thrust which induced a thrill of excitement deep within me and had me wishing I had worn my loose fitting zip-up overalls instead of these damn tight dungarees! Very soon the pair of Thai studs had climbed, in close-coupled unison, off the stage and were writhing across the vinyl covered banquette towards me. This was all getting too much and, taking a final sip of my Coke Zero I rushed for the hong-nam.

Once in the comparative safety of the wash room, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at my reflection there. To relieve my flustered state, I unbuttoned the bib of my dungarees and admired the tone of my own smooth pecs, now glistening with sweat, and gently squeezed my left nippleтАжтАж.when suddenly, the door burst open and the two suited and smiling Thai guys that had welcomed me into the bar entered, but this time with a different kind of smile on their faces. In my surprise, I let go of the straps of my dungarees, which then fell to my ankles. The two burly Thais then grasped me and, fearing that they were going to rape me, I grabbed hold of my tighty-whitey BVD's but somehow I only managed to rip my panties right off! I don't know how that happened. I then fell backwards onto a bench and my legs whooshed into the air until my ankles were around my ears. I was shocked to feel a pair of strong hands take a firm hold of my quivering buttocks and, in the dim light of the hong-nam I saw another engorged Thai cock, belonging to the previously suited door-man, lining up on my target. I had a feeling that this was going to be wash-room massage like no other!

After about 15 minutes of intense ass-pounding I felt that I had been to heaven and back twice when the guy withdrew, leaving a deep sense of emptiness within. This was soon replaced by deep sense of fullness as the second doorman stepped up to the plate with his bazooka intent on a backdoor slider! The first guy then came into my blurred view waving his still rigid appendage right in my face, so I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock-head down the back of my throat. I didnтАЩt know what else to do. These guys had me spit-roasted and I was squealing like a suckling pig!

Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh oh oh, ah ah AHHhhh! The room was filled with the smell of fresh sweat and semen and in my post-coital relaxed state, I realised that I had had enough fun with the Bar of Pleasure for one night. As I gently eased it from my tattered sphincter I thought that it was definitely worth every cent of the $17.99 I had paid for it on the web. I gave The Bar a cursory wipe on the frilly edging of my pillow case before slipping all 12 inches of ribbed silicone rubber back into the discreet brown paper jiffy bag that had landed on my door mat earlier in the day. I dozed off thinking that the Bar of Pleasure was certainly going to be the key to many more fantasies yet to cum.

Utter crap.

That's all

:cheers:

[TrongpaiExpat]

Utter crap.

That's all

:cheers:

Bucky has been accused before of making up these stories but I can tell you (LMTU) they are not made up. He's a good looking guy with a nice body and he is popular with the Thai guys. I met him once, he's pretty much what you would expect from his posts, naive, unfocused, friendly and a very nice guy.

[TOQ]

" I met him once, he's pretty much what you would expect from his posts, naive, unfocused, friendly and a very nice guy"

Now I don't know about all that. The last time I saw him he was completely focused in on what he was doing. I have photos :cheers:


john

he could turn if he thought you was an idiot

And you want us to believe you were his friend? LOL.

........... he was a dear sole ............

Sounds fishy to me!


:cheers: :cheers: :cheers: :cheers: :cheers:

[quote="Bottoms Up":1mjikf5b]........... he was a dear sole ............

Sounds fishy to me!


:cheers: :cheers: :cheers: :cheers: :cheers:[/quote:1mjikf5b]

As opposed to LMTU, who is clearly a heel...

[TrongpaiExpat]

with our friend тАШjinksтАЩ and others, as it was getting to much work to cook, something he was expert at entertain and I use to go to Canada for Christmas, he was a dear sole very missed by many, I can tell you a darling of a man.

OMG, jinks is your friend too? I had no idea.

I use to have Christmas diner with him for many years, but in the last few he use to have it with our friend тАШjinksтАЩ

Whilst I can believe that Terry was your friend (after all, he did take very good care of you, didn't he?) he most certainly did not spend his last Christmas or 2 with jinks, and I have the photos to prove it!

Utter crap.

That's all

:cheers:

Bucky has been accused before of making up these stories but I can tell you (LMTU) they are not made up. He's a good looking guy with a nice body and he is popular with the Thai guys. I met him once, he's pretty much what you would expect from his posts, naive, unfocused, friendly and a very nice guy.

Are you insinuating that I'm this LMTU character?

I suppose it's just my turn - every second person seems to get accused of being LMTU at some point.

If that is what you are alleging, then I refute it unequivocally.

I have never posted under any ID other than this one. I have neither the time nor the inclination for such infantile games.

:compress:

[Impulse]

Hes just playing with words,I can tell you,let me tell you. Besides,its been a while since anyone has accused anyone of being other than who they are. :study:

[TrongpaiExpat]

Hes just playing with words,I can tell you,let me tell you. Besides,its been a while since anyone has accused anyone of being other than who they are. :study:

Exactly. Bottoms Up is LMTU not scottish-guy. I would use his real name if there was not a rule against it but somehow LMTU just fits. It gets confusing when posters have to change their (there) names and I just stick with the first name that annoyed us. It does not take a geenyus to figure out who is and is not LMTU.

[TrongpaiExpat]

A few days ago you accused Beach Bunny and myself of being the same person and then declined to take up a challenge of 100,000 Baht for me to prove you wrong.

Just curious? How would you go about proving that you are or are not Beach Bunny?

Spikey could easily confirm from IP records that all of romania's posts come from the UK, and all of mine from Thailand.

Only a real conspiracy freak would assume that either of us would have gone through such ridiculous lengths (even if we were technical capable -- which I know I'm not) to route our posts through other countries. Especially if you look at our posts before these allegations came up.

[TrongpaiExpat]

Something like this I would imagine.

http://www.carpcape.com/

Not sure and really who cares?

Something like this I would imagine.

http://www.carpcape.com/

Not sure and really who cares?

That website does not open for me. What is it? Some kind of cloaking thingy?

Indeed. If someone were so determined (and bored), they could analyze my posting patterns and see that I only post during waking hours in Bangkok (approx. 8:00 am to 01:00 am).

[Khor tose]

Something like this I would imagine.

http://www.carpcape.com/

Not sure and really who cares?

That website does not open for me. What is it? Some kind of cloaking thingy?

It is a web site that allows you to change your web address, by giving you a proxy. If you are using your computer from work, and you have good security, many of these sites can now be detected and blocked.

Yes, well, do any of these proxy sites allow you to appear to be in Thailand and/or UK when you're not?

[Lunchtime O'Booze]

I hope you dont mind me sharing this with you, it is so funny and happened to me and I'm sure you to. :clown:

Picture it. ItтАЩs Friday night in Chiang Mai. ItтАЩs a clear night. Not too hot, not too cold. Your with a hired guide. YouтАЩre a little attracted to your guide but you decide to ignore it. Your guide picks you up in a small Toyota and off you both go to Mandalay Disco.

You arrive at Mandalay and the staff help you park the car in a space that is so tight it is a wonder anyone could open the car door to get in or out. After the car is parked a bottle of 100 pipers is pulled from the trunk and off we go to enter the bar.

ON the building is glorious neon glowing bright! So bright it illuminates the courtyard and adjacent parking lot. Music can be heard in a rhythmic thump, thump, thump as we approach the entrance.

We stop at the entrance and the clerk asks for the entrance fee. My guide says something and we are let in with a smile and a wave without having to pay one single baht! A team of staff seem to escort us to our table. Cups arrive and a bucket of ice is delivered. Before the first ice cube is dropped into a glass we are whisked to a private section and our table is once again prepared. Ice, Soda, Cups, Napkins! Everything we need to make our drinks. One lone server seem to stand off to the side. When a glass was near empty he would re-fill it with either ice, soda or 100 pipers or all three! It was as if I was the President or something! There is nothing better than Thai service!

Soon the bar began to fill with what I would guess are the locals. Boom! A spotlight highlights the stage! Out of nowhere a Lean Thai Performer come outтАж No.. They RUN out on the stage! Snatches the Microphone! Their hair was puffed but long and flowing down their back! They had on a long and flowing full length top coat with no sleeves. Under the coat they wore a glitter top, shorts and theigh high boots! The curtains open revealing a band on the stage break into a number. The Thai audience yells and screams as the performer belts out a tune! There is dancing, swirling, spinning all over the stage! When the song is over, the lights go out and the performer runs off the stage as another performer runs on!

The next number begins with a hot Thai woman in shorts so short you can see the tag that tells you what size they are! Then another girl runs out and grabs a microphone and sings her part. Just when she is done her part, another hot number runs out in the same shorts, runs out to the far end of the stage and begins to sing her part. The audience is going WILD! I am having a good time and my guide has the biggest smile I ever saw! Just dancing and moving to the music!
I make my way to the menтАЩs room. I go down this skinny hall. I seem to remember the eerie glow of fluorescent lights, cinderblock walls and an absence of people. How could it be that a club filled with 100тАЩs of people and no one seems to need the bathroom?

I open the door.. тАЬCreeeeeek,тАЭ That is what I think the door sounded like when I pushed it open. As soon as I enter. 2, no! 3 Thai guys set upon me from all directions! One grabs my wrist and seems to begin pulling at me! Another puts his hands about my neck from behind, the 3rd guy stops in front of me, turns and I am being pushed and pulled in his direction! What have I gotten myself into! My mind races on what to do next! Just then a warm towel engulfs my hands! The hands about my neck begin to massage my shoulders and neck and the 3rd guy is using his elbow to massage pressure spots on my back! What kind of strange hell is this?! I came to take a wiz, not get into a bathroom 3 way with the lavatory staff!

Well it seemed they parked me in front of a urinal! No way was I going to be able to take a wiz with 3 strange guys tugging, scrubbing and massaging my back, neck and hands. I told them that I needed to take a #2 so we all moved in unison from the urinal to the toilet stall. One of my attendants broke away from the Pac to sanitize the seat and the toilet so that the water was fresh. They do things like that for you thereтАж. I was relieved that they let me close the stall door for privacy! If they tried to massage me while I sat on the toilet than I was just going to call it a night and forget the whole idea of using the toilet until I got back to my hotel room!

So I am all done and I the toilet. I peek through the crack in the stall door and I can see them all there waiting for me to exit! I was not going to get out of there without them swarming over me again!

My mind was racing! How can I get out of there, untouched? Un-scrubbed? Un-massaged? IN the distance I could tell the acts were changing on the stage. I am sure if I stayed in the stall any longer, my guide would come looking for me, the gang outside the stall would be wondering what I was doing since I already ed!

Ok, I decided on a bold escape. Once again I peeked out the crack of the stall door and the bathroom staff seems to be circling my stall like vultures over a dead rabbit! I open the door and broke for the sink! Before I could reach it my hands were engulfed in a damp warm towel! Hands began to massage my shoulders and neck! The elbow was once again working over the knots and muscles of my back! Then there was another guy! Where did he come from?

I managed to wrench my hand free of the towel and point towards the sink. Before I reached the sink, the 4th guy turned it on and adjusted the temperature to a warm setting. I washed my hands while eyeing the exit and wondering how many steps it would take for me to rush out the door!?

Now my hands are washed! Again with the towels. Next a guy puts me into a full nelson and begins to crack the bones in my back! Snap to the right! CRACK! Snap to the left! Crack! Who knew bones were supposed to make a cracking sound!

I pleaded with them.. тАЬEnough! Enough! Enough!тАЭ and they let me go and held out their hand and one said to me. тАЬTip!тАЭ So I reach for my wallet. In my mind I am thinking what compartment holds the 20 baht notes. With my wallet in hand and my fingers singling out my 20 baht note they all line up! Hands out! Waiting for my baht! What a rip-off I am thinking! Why didnтАЩt my guide warn me?! тАЬ200 BahtтАЭ one of them says.. Yeah! Right! Like I am going to tip some guys in the menтАЩs room 200 baht. Do I look like an American Senator? No and it was not even an Airport MenтАЩs Room! I began to lay 20 baht notes in the palm of the outstretched hands. Then I looked up and asked.. Who are you? It seemed when I began to hand out the cash, guys were coming out from every direction to hold their hand out for cash! I laughed that he didnтАЩt massage me and then he moved in to begin a massage! I just gave him the money and got the heck out of there!

I made my way back my table, had a few more drinks and enjoyed the show. My guide introduced me to some friends and before I knew it I needed the take a whizz again! This time I decided to hold it till I got back to my hotel room!

I have to admit that I wondered if that type of bathroom service would go over well in the USA? I donтАЩt think it would. And I wonder if it would be something you would put on your resume? How many hours a day do they have to work? Do they get bathroom break time? How much does it pay? Can foreigners do it? Does the same thing go on in the ladies room?

If I get to go back there with some friends, I am going to send them to the bathroom and I am not going to warn them about what will happen to them. I will just wait for them to return so that I can laugh at them and tease them about being manhandled in the menтАЩs room!

http://www.gaytingtong.com/viewtopic.php?f=2&t=4834

I think too many people on this forum are taking too many drugs.

I think too many people on this forum are taking too many drugs.


Plus there are some who are clearly NOT taking the drugs correctly prescribed for them.


:cheers: :cheers:

[Khor tose]

Yes, well, do any of these proxy sites allow you to appear to be in Thailand and/or UK when you're not?

Yes, just do a google search "proxy sites Thailand", and you will get 219,000 hits. Many of these sites are used to post spam, send and recieve porn, hackers with bad intent, etc., so that the poster doesn't get nailed by his home country. On a more positive note, these sites prevent Internet blocking (if you are computer literate) by a country trying to control information (see Iran).

This site will give you an explaination: http://tools.rosinstrument.com/proxy/howto.htm

[quote="Beach Bunny":33aylc3v]Yes, well, do any of these proxy sites allow you to appear to be in Thailand and/or UK when you're not?

Yes, just do a google search "proxy sites Thailand", and you will get 219,000 hits. Many of these sites are used to post spam, send and recieve porn, hackers with bad intent, etc., so that the poster doesn't get nailed by his home country. On a more positive note, these sites prevent Internet blocking (if you are computer literate) by a country trying to control information (see Iran).

This site will give you an explaination: http://tools.rosinstrument.com/proxy/howto.htm[/quote:33aylc3v]

Yes, I understand the concept. But are there any THAI-based proxy that will return THAILAND as your location when you are not there? And the same for the UK. From my knowledge, most are based in America or strange little countries (other than the UK and Thailand).

[Khor tose]

Yes, many. Try the true web site: http://www.asianet.co.th/cus_config_proxy.htm & Try this: 208.67.222.222 to 208.67.222.220

Learn something new every day.

So, I guess that the theory is that I use one of those Thailand proxies to post as Beach Bunny, and a UK one to post as romania. Hardly likely.

[Khor tose]

Learn something new every day.
So, I guess that the theory is that I use one of those Thailand proxies to post as Beach Bunny, and a UK one to post as romania. Hardly likely.

Maybe I can help.

Rocket, while Beach Bunny and Romania are both intelligent men, I seriously doubt they are one and the same person. I too would be willing to place a bet with you on them being different people. Of course that is only my opinion, but I think if you did a poll on the subject you would find very few here who would agree with your assumption. I will concede that there are others here who do use more then one name, and there are still others who use a name, quit posting, and then come back as someone seemingly different. I have always stayed with the one name Khor Tose. I guess I do not have the imagination to be more then one personality. I strongly suspect that the people who do use many different names and personalities on this board, and others who go on and on about who is whom and what is what, often end up with an axe in their hand shouting, "heeeere's Johnny".

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[Impulse]

My bad.If I bet the opposite of my hunches,Id probably be a rich man and buying into Ocean One towers on the 91st floor. Thats why,right now,I will bet anyone 10.000 baht that BB and Romania are not one and the same. I should not have insulted Romania,but I really believed he was BB. And when he said that BB added to the boards,I thought that BB wrote that. So.my opinion of BB is slightly higher now. Maybe on a scale of 91 floors........the second floor? Maybe higher. BB is smart,but I dont like to see him put down respected posters,like Dodger,Smiles.Bob.Curious and :scratch: Bottoms up ,just to name a few. And I apologise to Bottoms up for taking away from his "sample" posting of another posting artist by the name of Bucky. Maybe he should get as much credit as Vanilla Ice did for ripping off the Bowie-Queen colaboration of "Under Pressure"Or maybe not.