Bangkok report January 2018

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I got a call this morning from by regular boy. He's still in Issan and can't make it to Bangkok until Sunday. I told him not to bother as I don't even know if I'll still be here.

Damn!

So I decided to give Golden Cock another visit, looking for some afternoon fun. But it was completely deserted! Not a single boy had bothered to turn up for work. Not surprising considering last night they are all hovering around a bottle of whisky.

"I call your boy now. He come to bar,"

I told him not to bother.

And this is GC's problem. It's a party bar but only for the boys. All they are interested in is having a good time, drinking, chatting and singing karaoke, leaving customers to basically fend for themselves. The last two trips I had Eros-type fun there every day and night but those guys have now left the bar and have been replaced with these guys who party into the early hours of the morning. The other day the party finished at 5 am!

They don't seem to care whether or not they make any money; it has become a place for them to hang out with their friends. If they are lucky a farang will turn up and ply them with alcohol, otherwise I guess they pay for it themselves and hope they'll get a tip every now and then.

So I decided I'd have a massage instead.

I checked out the boys at Indra and Sun but there were only three guys in total, all absorbed with their phones. So off to Bonny in Soi Twilight.

I was intending to have a drink next door and take my time choosing someone suitable when a farang sitting outside with the boys called out to me - in French, of all things. So I started chatting to him whilst eyeing off the boys.

He asked me when I got to Bangkok and I told him I had just arrived from Japan. With that he broke into fluent Japanese! WTF??

It turns out he spent 19 years teaching English in Tokushima. He's a regular customer at Bonny so we were able to freely discuss the ins and outs of the Bonny boys.

I had by now chosen my guy but the farang beat me to him. Never mind, there was another handsome guy there so I chose him and upstairs we went.

The manager tried to push the 2 hour massage (1000 baht) but I told him I only wanted an hour. Undaunted he tried to get me to take the 90 minute one instead. He wouldn't let up and I thought it better to just leave. Eventually he gave up and I took the 1 hour cream massage for 600 baht. I was told the minimum tip is 1000.

We showered together, which enabled me to admire his beautifully toned body. Then back to the room. I was a little concerned that when we went for our shower the door was left unlocked.

He was naked from the beginning. The back massage seemed to go on for an eternity. Should I say something? We were in danger of running out of time and never reaching the pointy end which was hanging out for some action.

Eventually he asked me to turn over and he went straight for the goods. With his finger on my tip, he started talking about the other kind of tip. He wanted 2000 to cum. I offered 1500 and he accepted without any further discussion.

I asked him to sa-moke me but he said he couldn't. However, I could sa-moke him but considering his cock was covered in massage cream, I declined the offer.

He lay down beside me for the chuck-wow. He wanted to do it himself, which was a bit of a bummer, but I got to enjoy the spectacle of a handsome young guy doing what young guys do best. He kept swapping hands whilst writhing around in ecstacy on a world of his own, contorting his body, twisting first this way and then the other. He'd pause every now and then to apply more cream then off he'd go again. There's nothing better than watching a hot young guy pleasuring himself with such enthusiasm. Awesome!

He came on his stomach then got up and walked out naked to the shower to collect his towel which he used to clean himself up.

When I had finished I asked for some tissues.

'No have. You have towel."

But...but...that's the same towel I'm going to use for the shower! I don't want to dry myself with a cum-covered towel!

So he cleaned me up with his own towel then proceeded to use it to dry himself. Oh, dear! Are tissues really that expensive?

I went downstairs and the farang was sitting there. On the way down his boy asked me to take him tomorrow and I agreed. I asked the farang what the experience was like. Just so-so, he said.

I stayed a bit and chatted with the boys. There were about 7 or 8 on duty and all but two are from Laos. And they are the good-looking ones.

I'll make a return visit tomorrow.