I arrived in BKK from Phnom Pehn at 5 pm yesterday. Immigration was deserted. Normally, I take the train if I arrive late in the afternoon to beat the rush hour traffic jams. But since my leg was still sore from my accident in PP, I decided against my better judgement to take a taxi.

We got onto the freeway and after about 10 minutes, we hit the traffic and soon came to a complete stop. I just sat there watching the meter tick over and the trains rushing past. There was a huge queue for the toll booths. In the end, the driver, who was getting very frustrated, asked me if it would be ok to get off the freeway and take the back streets. He obviously knows BKK very well because we ended up travelling along almost deserted streets. He took quite a circuitous route and under normal circumstances I would consider myself being taken for a ride (pardon the pun) but this time I was happy to find a driver who knew his stuff, so I tipped him accordingly. The trip from the airport to the Tarntawan Hotel took 2 hours!!!! Never again.

At 8:30 I went to Nature Boy, looking for my favourite guy, but he wasn't there. Instead, they had a new guy who appeared in means and a T-shirt. He was very attractive and was tempted to suit down and wait for him to change into his working gear.

"He have big cock."

The guys at NB know me well...lol

But I decided to give him a miss, as he seemed to have a bit of attitude. And besides, he looked a bit too rough. For those of you who are familiar with NB, that's saying something!

So I headed down the soi to Super A. There were only 3 customers, all sitting at the bar without guys. The boys lined up and I chose a very cute boy to sit with me. He's from Laos, and I remember sitting with him last trip. Although it was early in the evening I considered offing him but decided to try my luck somewhere else, as his cock was pretty small and he had trouble getting it up. After a week of small appendages in Phnom Pehn, I was in desperate need of something more substantial.

Off to Screwboys, where I'd had success in the past. The bar was packed. The guy I was after wasn't there but they had a nice mix of guys. One of the coyote dancers was particularly attractive. I had one drink - 350 baht - then left. I had a special cock in mind tonight.

I then went to Freshboys in Soi Twilight, looking for my horse-hung Cambodian guy from my last trip. They had about 10 customers and heaps of guys. It was show time when I got there at 10pm. A very cute waiter came over, put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a beautiful smile. I immediately thought he was from Vietnam, and I turned out to be correct. He would come over to give me a shoulder massage or to wipe the table - no, I want drooling! But the mama-sans were relentless in their efforts to get him to sit with me. They drove me nuts.

There were 3 coyote dancers dancing vigorously on stage, one of whom was gorgeous. There was lots of cock on display during the show - the most promising act consisted of a nicely hung guy who came out with a mobile phone displaying a porn movie, which he showed to us. He sat down on a small couch and started wanking. Now you're talking! But alas, he didn't cum.

Then it was time for the big cock show. The Vietnamese guy I offer last trip - the one who fucked me but came in under a minute! - was in the show. But my Cambodian guy was nowhere to be seen. Fuck!

The last act was the fuck show behind the transparent curtain. I headed off to the toilet, only to be joined at the urinal by the Vietnamese guy who pulled out his hard-on and put my hand on it. It was as hard as a rock. He didn't recognise me, as he went through the obligatory questions. I had a good feel for old time's sake but, of course, had no intention of offing him after his disappointing performance last trip.

I went back to my seat and he came and sat with me. Time to leave.

Back to Screw boys. It was standing room only but they managed to find me a seat at the side of the stage. I got lots of smiles from the guys on stage, but I was after the coyote dancer. Number 29 came off stage, grabbed a stool and sat at my table. I didn't find him particularly attractive. He started massaging my leg and continued on, despite my obvious disinterest. I thanked him and removed his hand from my leg but he then got up and stood behind me to give me a shoulder massage. Eventually, he got the hint and moved on.

When the boys come off stage, some of them line up in front of the stage before going on again. And suddenly I found myself starting into the eyes of a gorgeous guy with an equally gorgeous smile. OMG! Fuck the coyote dancer. This is the one!

He's from Myanmar - a bonus for me. We walked hand on hand black to the hotel. I was in heaven. I'd found my constant companion for my stay in BKK. How lucky I was!

I wasn't.

Back in the room he removed his clothes only to reveal a rather unimpressive cock, no bigger than Mr Bubble-butt. Oh, dear. I hadn't come to BKK for this.

He name is So, and he lived up to his name as his performance in bed was so so. He couldn't get hard so asked me to give him a blow job. Sure, no problem. I asked him to reciprocate, but he refused. Eventually,he said he would but only if I used a condom. No, thanks.

He finally managed to get it up. He was quite a good top, slamming it in like there was no tomorrow. Again,shades of Mr BB. But unlike him, he didn't really last long - 3 or 4 minutes at most, then he lost his erection.

He rolled over to jack off but again, had trouble getting it up. Finally, he stood by the bed and came all over my chest. The last I could expect was a spectacular cumshot, but I didn't even get that. He finished me off with a handjob and that was that.

Sure, he is very handsome, has a beautiful body and is a very active top. But I won't bother with him again.

Fuck! Just when I thought I was onto a good thing. Oh, well.....there's always tonight, I guess.

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