As the Americans say "suck it up"
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Which behaviour is your Victorian prudeishness aghast at? The sucking, the groping, the chuck wow or all three. You seem to be confused as to what offends you.
You all know him perfectly well - it's the guy with what's either the world's most godawful hairstyle or the worst-ever wig- we have had this discussion before but now, suddenly, miraculously, you don't know who I mean or what he does.
On his way out the door he has those who will come forward, line up on the edge of the stage and does as I've described - briefly wanks and sucks each one, gives them 20B and leaves.
Please answer my question.
Apparently so - and they can now (during a "hiatus" in which they are not posting) apparently demand answers not just on matters of fact but on statements they make based only on their opinions - however unsubstantiated and fanciful those might be - such as "most" customers are now tipping go-go boys 20B to masturbate and fellate them in public
So the answer is? Or do you not want to be clear,about what exactly offends you?
It's perfectly clear: expecting/demanding demeaning sexual acts in public - and the miserable 20B tip (for what's being expected) compounds it
If I can interpolate my own experience from this afternoon. I popped into one of my favourite haunts in the Surawong/Silom/Sathorn area where a number of guys performed or had performed on them (or both) sexual acts in public for a miserable 0 baht ie. just for the hell of it. I think hanging around with a hard-on is certainly expecting/demanding; whether they found it demeaning or not I cannot say, but I had a good time
In my opinion it demeans the customer behaving in such a way and it certainly demeans me as I am forced to watch it!
Years ago I stopped going into the Golden Cock because of the sexual acts taking place in public. I really don't want to be compelled to see some repulsive farang with his todger out getting it wanked or slobbered over by 2 or 3 sex workers. You can't look in their direction and you cant look away either because the place is/was extensively mirrored.
Incidentally, the mirrors are/were so manky I had to bring a bottle of Windex and a chamois leather with me so I could get a better view ..................
:D
All of them?
No - some of the mirrors were mankier than others - thanks for asking
All of the activities?
Because through all the guff and puff my basic question to you remains unanswered Scottish Guy. Where is the replacement money the boys get from these activities coming from if these activities stop?
For the second and last time - your point is moot as I do not accept the loss of a 20B tip from what I suggest is a tiny minority of degenerates who wish to wank and suck a line of boys off in full view of "decent" customers would cause any boy to starve to death or be evicted from their loom.
I simply reject your assertion that the practice is widespread - that 'everybody's doing it' as the song goes, and that boys are making hundreds of Baht per night from it - I think you're fantasising (and rather unhealthily at that) - so I'm not going to waste my time answering your ludicrous question.
In your increasingly pathetic attempts to get one over on me you were not even able to stay away as you indicated (your very first post after your unsustainable "hiatus" was directed at me was it not?) and it seems to me you have finally flipped altogether
Well that IS an answer. Your viewpoint got clouded as you moved from aggravated discussion into full blown Scottish Guy mode. You know what I mean. So it's only the public sucking you find repellent. A clear answer. Thanks for the clarification. Amd thanks for posting.
Re "Royal House Massage" near Tuk Com I made my 1st visit there in 5 years, recently.
Nine boys presented themselves while I looked at the menu.
I opted for the Cream Massage @Bt 450/1 hour.
The Mamassan muttered some vague words into my ear which included 'special' and 'thousand'.
Then I had to chose from all the smiling faces and different body types; all at least 20 years old and a few very close to their second score, a few well built, a few medium and 2 slim.
I opted for the tall, slim, smiling 'Gan'.
While going to the stairway I noticed a sweating hulk lifting a weight in a small gym.
He obviously had no interest in joining the line-up for me.
These well-built guys often have a dedicated customer base.
Gan turned out to be handsome, a little hairy and very much a 'man' and a very NICE man.
When trying to pay in the office after a very satisfying hour I proffered a Thousand Baht Note.
The reaction was similar to handing a shopkeeper in London a Scottish 20 pound note in terms of reaction.
The Mamasson repaired to the reception in search of 'change' among the Boys but as she had gone to the Goat House for wool she was back quickly with the non-negotiable 1000.
I cobbled together 430 baht which appeared to satisfied her.
Gan did ok out of the incident.
I will be back.
You know the moment you enter that generations if Males have enjoyed themselves there.
Thanks for your review, FarangRuMak. To be honest, I've walked by the massage parlours around Tuk-com on many an occasion, but never stopped, as the masseurs have always struck me as too effeminate and not to my taste.
But the recent positive reviews for Royal House Massage have piqued my interest and, your mention of finding a hairy lad, has definitely aroused my curiosity. So when I'm in Pattaya next week, I'll be sure to drop in and see for myself if things have really changed.
And while I'm here, there's a question that I've been meaning to ask you, the Caucasian-who-knows-much. Did you ever appear on the stage at the London Palladium and were you ever asked, what are the 39 steps?
;)
No, but I have read the book - over rated
Your not being a Narcissist like a few notables here no doubt have a sense of irony?
Re the Massage place; exit Tuk Com by the rear entrance and go down the soi on your keft.
Sometimes there's click-bait outside, sometimes there's not.
And some of the guys can be a little....er...."rough."
Narcissists on this forum? Oh, surely not, FarangRuMak. I find that very hard to believe. ;)
As for me, with a face like a Bulldog chewing a wasp, I can assure you, I don't do any staring into pools or looking glasses these days. :D
And thanks for the directions to Royal House Massage. I may post about my experience, but maybe not, I doubt there's much I could add to your review.
I may however create a new topic and post about my experiences of massage joints in Bangkok, something I have not done for some time.
When you say some of the guys are a bit rough, a447, do you mean they have hands like grà-dàat-saai (sandpaper), or do you mean the masseur is likely to forget I'm not as supple as I once was and pummel my back like he was tenderising a steak, or twist my body into positions it's not seen for at least 40 years? If the latter, then thanks for the heads up, a447.
Hmmm . . . I had better tell the masseur from the start ... mâi yàap geen-bpai kráp! (not too rough!). Hopefully, that will do the trick and save me from a visit to the accident & emergency wing of the local hospital!
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No, I mean in the sense that some of the guys I've spoken to outside the establishment appeared to be escapees from the local juvenile detention centre.Quote:
you mean they have hands like grà-dàat-saai (sandpaper), or do you mean the masseur is likely to forget I'm not as supple as I once was and pummel my back like he was tenderising a steak, or twist my body into positions it's not seen for at least 40 years?
Not hi-so, that's for sure!
Ooops . . . sorry, I totally misunderstood your post at #103, a447.
Ok, I had better take some sensible precautions by leaving my watch and mobile telephone (cell phone) back at the hotel and take only as much money with me as I am likely to need for an afternoon’s R&R.
No point in putting temptation in harm’s way, is there?
You can see the same boys at Dream Boys on Pattayaland soi 1 on any night.
I find it convenient not to have to pay off fee, not to have to buy drinks and no short time room fee either,
One can skip the massage and go right to the main event.
Catty - if the "same boys" are working at Dream Boys then surely the off fee and drinks costs are even higher?
Or do you mean are they loitering outside?
OMG "juvenile delinquents" loitering in the street.......I'm getting a twitch
Who uses Grindr in Thailand nowadays? Blued!
Look at the pictures - distances: there are 100+ boys online just in radius of 1 km.
Bangkok, my location at time of taking the screenshot was near Chong Nonsi BTS:
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Pattaya (my location was near Dongtan beach):
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Blued is a seriously good app. Excellent translation and you can choose to send photos that automatically delete after 5 seconds. Very useful if you're an elderly old guy from a harsh climate and a diet of deep fried everything.
Out of that lot I think there's 1 that'd I'd class as attractive
I have to agree with Gerefan. There were very few new boys. IIn Boyztown the building work definitely had a detrimental effect so with few customers many of the boys left.
To paraphrase Bette Davis, I can't believe I chose this crappy massage joint for my first massage in Pattaya. What a dump!
Actually, it was no worse than many such places I have visited; I just couldn’t resist the introductory first paragraph.
There were around 10-15 very manly guys available, thankfully, not a skinny effeminate guy in sight. I think the description of 'escapees from a juvenile detention centre' by a447 very suitably sums them up. But had I not visited a truly scary massage joint in Bangkok the previous week, where nearly all of the masseurs could be accurately described as ‘old lags’, Category ‘A’, high risk, cut throats if detained in Her Majesty’s Prisons in the UK, I might have been put off. But with that experience under my belt, the Royal House masseurs were sweet Mummy’s boys in comparison, trust me!
I didn't even get a good look at most of them. This may seem odd, but I find it very awkward staring and sizing up the guys in these type of situations. A two-way mirror would have spared my blushes, but no such luck. That's the advantage of being in a go-go bar; I don't feel as pressurised, unless, of course, I'm the only customer in the bar.
A cute tattooed lad quickly attracted my attention and the selection process was settled speedily. I chose an oil massage at a cost of 400 Baht.
And, FarangRuMak, the papasan also whispered in my ear, he said something along the following lines: “Psssssst . . . hey Mister, 500 Baht tip to boy for massage, or 1,000 Baht for sex. OK?” To which I replied, “Er . . . yes, OK.”
Upstairs, after using the toilet, I went to wash my hands, but discovered the wash hand basin in the toilet had no running water. Even if it had, there was no plumbing under the sink so the water would have spilled out on to the floor. Interesting!
My masseur escorted me to the shower stall. Hmmm . . . there was no soap or shampoo in the shower. Just as well I had showered before I left my hotel.
My chosen boy showered in the stall next to me. But dear God, he gave a very good impression of being a consumptive, given the amount of hawking and spitting up of phlegm I heard. Yuck! It almost, but didn’t quite put me off my massage. :D
There was no relaxing background music, which I occasionally enjoy, as it helps me unwind and enjoy the first part of the massage. The masseur had nice soft hands and, much to my relief, performed his task naked. When he got up on to the table from behind me, I could feel his dingly-dangly bits brushing against my legs, which, dear reader, I’ll admit to being a very pleasant sensation.
Overall, the massage was very good, I thoroughly enjoyed it. However, when I turned over and first of all felt, then saw his manhood; I was deeply disappointed to find it had been enhanced. I’m sure I have encountered this before; I just can’t remember the last time. I'm sure I would have been happily satisfied with the appendage nature had given the lad, but he clearly was not. If I say it looked like a sausage wrapped in a hot dog bun, I think you will have a fairly accurate picture of what it looked like.
Up until that moment I was planning on having a repeat session with him, but now, probably not. To compensate for the damage he had done to his under-carriage, he, thankfully, made up for it on his rear, which was gloriously hairy. But it took some persistence to get him to open his butt cheeks, each time I touched his ass he would cry out, “ják-gà-jii . . . ják-gà-jii” (It’s ticklish! It’s ticklish!). But I was resolute in my determination and he soon became desensitised, or at least stopped crying out, and the both of us had a very happy ending.
He asked to see me again, so all must have gone well. I tipped him 1,100 Baht, but cannot decide whether I want to see him again. He again asked if I would return, I did not give him an emphatic reassurance and simply replied, “àat-jà kráp” (maybe).
The trouble is, when I visited the massage parlour, I was the only customer. If I return and find yet again I am the only customer, I shall no doubt find myself in a bit of a quandary. Should I really ignore him, well apart from a gentle nod of the head in recognition, and choose another masseur? But what if the other masseur is a dud? This is the risk we, cultural exchange ambassadors, take, whenever we enter a massage parlour or go-go bar.
Oh! Decisions, decisions!
A more blatant attempt to purloin the coveted position of SGT Cultural Attache to Pattaya its impossible.to imagine. Nice report Jelybean. However applications for for job are still being sought from suitably qualified candidates.
Well, I think I'd be eminently suitable for the esteemed position, as I promise I'd be totally hands-on.