Seriously, what a bummer.
The boy I was referring to who later worked at KAOS was "Rung". John Booth was in love with his cock.
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Monty and the pool:
John Booth was a dear friend he never met a Thai boy’s cock he didn’t like.
Thank you.
Booth and Monty were very good friends both one of a kind sadly both are gone now. I was fortunate enough to spend some time with Booth shortly before he passed at his rented house in Bang Kapi.
MFAS...thanks for the Great Pics!
I miss both of their smiles and healthy laughs so much.
I feel a little sad. But I guess that's what great memories are supposed to do.
Monty's Pool
Thanks for you comments, Dodger. I certainly miss the lively conversations we and the other breakfast club members had at Monty's TwoGuys Guest House later to become Stewart's & Cho's 2 Guys. With Monty asleep in his chair under a "no smoking" sign with a lit cigarette between his fingers.
I loved Monty's pool bar but I don't remember the plates of fries. I do remember the frustrating wait after the pool closed only to have the Marina Inn open a more modern, less vulgar, more boring, revised Pool Bar. My boys really enjoyed an afternoon there. That's when the plates full of food were provided. Tuna salad was the favorite.
That reference reminds me of a visit to Eros a few years back.
About 30 seconds after sitting down, a delightful handsome skinny young lad was bouncing up and down on my lap naked. This is how gogo bars should be. Nice lads, no clothes & no inhibitions !
After enjoying the fun in the bar for a while, we moved onto my hotel, supposedly long time. That was all going well until he suddenly decides we need to go to his room, before the end of proceedings.
We left, with at least 2 of his phones in my room and as we hadn't finished, he hadn't been paid yet. His residence was upstairs, roughly opposite where Winner Boys would be. There we were in this chaotic room, with his 2 room mates and they started taking what they informed me was "ICE". A few minutes later, I decided it wasn't a good idea to be here and left, advising him to come back to my room when he's ready to finish.
Quite some time later, he eventually returns to my room and I have to remind him about unfinished services. Of course, he's nowhere near as good as before.
Eventually we finish, I tip him and remind myself never to wander off after a boy half way though a date.