I arrived in Bangkok on Thursday from Mandalay. I had booked a hotel for 8 nights but only lasted 5.
I didn't escape here solely because of the lack of sex - after my Yangon experience I certainly wasn't expecting any action - rather, I just got templed out. I hired a driver every day but after day one I'd had enough. There is a temple on every corner and down every alleyway and the hills surrounding the city are covered with them. They are the only tourist attractions in Mandalay and apart from a few architectural gems, they quickly start to all look the same. Basically I became totally stupefied by all the stupas.
But sex did play a part, if I am to be honest. There were lots of good looking guys working at my hotel and the security guard was stunning. Out on the streets there are lots of bare-chested hot, sweaty guys to admire but I found wandering around all day in 42 degree temperatures with a permanent hard-on very uncomfortable. So I decided to forfeit my remaining nights in the hotel - they would not offer me a refund - and make my way here.
Immigration was deserted so I arrived quickly at my hotel - the one which dares not speak its name. After a quick shower it was off to my regular hang-out to meet up with my guy and the two others I spent my last holiday with back in May.
How quickly things change! Only my regular boy was there -the other two were nowhere to be seen. One now has a day job and the other apparently is working at Tokyo Boys.
But not to worry ; my friend quickly introduced me to a rather handsome, masculine guy who had recently started work. He sat next to me and immediately took my hand and put it down his briefs. Now you're talking!
His cock was already rock-hard but the girth suddenly had a alarm bells ringing. Uh oh! Please don't tell me it's one of those silicone cocks! Nooooo!
My guy knows how much I hate silicone! What the fuck was he doing introducing me to him?? I quickly started thinking of how I could extricate myself from the situation. I took my hand off it but he then pulled down his briefs and put my hand back on it. I decided to take a look.
OMG! There was no silicone! It was real!
Sudden movement in my shorts alerted him to the fact that I was very much interested in what he had to offer, so he quickly dropped his briefs and sat next to me, butt-naked. Three hours of full-on cock play followed, ending with the most spectacular cumshot from a guy I've seen in a long, long time. He had put his feet up on a footstool and was frantically jacking off; I only took over when he was about to cum. The first spurt flew straight up into the air. I reeled back to get out of the way but it was too late - he came over my shirt and shorts and also hit my guy who was sitting the other side of me. The other boys in the bar started laughing and broke out into applause - they were as impressed as I was. Wow! Now that's what I call a cumshot!
He has the perfectly sized cock for a top - thick but not too long - so I arranged to off him last night after I'd been to a soi Twilight show. But by the time I'd arrived in the bar it was basically deserted. Apparently, two separate customers had come to the bar in the afternoon and both had opened bottles of whisky - eight in total! A quick ring-around and all the boys who usually stay home turned up in the bar and got roaring drunk and had gone home to sleep it off. Luckily, other guy I'd had fun with in the past was there and he whipped it out and asked me to chuck-wow him.
Sure. No probrem.
Now to the show at X-Boys. You'll be pleased to know that the old-style gymnastics inspired fuck show has made a welcome return. A stunningly handsome top fucked a guy in every "conceivable" position - and with the lights fully on! No more straining to get a look; this was right in my face. The top made sure that we all got a perfect view of the action. It was like watching a porn movie.
Apart from that act, the rest of the show was just so-so. But I didn't care.
Sometimes in a bar, the action in the audience is more entertaining that what happens on stage. When I walked in, there was a fat Chinese middle-aged lady sitting right down the front with a guy who looked like her gay son. She had a huge wad of 1000 baht notes in her hand- at least 50,000 baht, maybe more. She lined up whisky shots and invited the boys on stage to drink as many as they could, each shot wrapped in a 1000 note. I was horrified when one young guy downed 10! No doubt it was the quickest 10,000 baht he'd ever earned, but had he lived to enjoy it? What an idiot. Other boys eagerly took up the challenge but they struggled to drink more than 5 and a couple seemed to be about to puke.
She also lined up shots along the edge of the bar, each sitting on a 1000 note and the performers in the show all partook of her generosity. Their performance rapidly went downhill. Lol.
She had a number of boys sit with her son and everything was going very well when suddenly she started shouting at one of them and pushed him away. The boy escaped to the cashiers desk but she followed him and continued shouting at him. Things were getting ugly. I asked one of the waiters what was going on. Apparently, she wanted to boy to fuck both her and her son and he had asked for 4,000 baht and had refused to lower the price. If you'd seen her, you wouldn't have, either!
As I walked out I noticed she had taken another wad of notes and placed them in a glass. For the boys it was a very profitable night's work indeed!
I ended my night in Screwboys. I arrived in time for the 1am show but apart from a short sucking show featuring two guys with humongous cocks, and a rather energetic fuck show, it was just a procession of lip-syncing ladyboys.
At around 1:30 a number of young Vietnamese guys turned up, got changed and appeared on stage - no doubt they'd come to continue work after soi twilight had finished.
A farang next to me asked a waiter how much the boys were asking. He was told it was 3000 baht for 3 hours.
Needless to say, he left alone.
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