a447...by your definition EVERYONE has a six pack...now swallow your silly pride and admit you dont know that a six pack is only a six pack if its visible...besides that excellent trip report, very well written, makes one feels like one is here with u.
christianpfc (October 8th, 2018)
Korn is indeed a most impressive looking gentleman. Just perfect and all the more attractive for keeping his six pack discreetly hidden beneath the perfect skim of fat.Originally Posted by netrix
Yes, hidden but still there. That's exactly my point.
Latin, I've been pushing and prodding my stomach all morning but still haven't found a single defined ab! When I was younger I definitely had 6. Now, nothing.
The ride-sharing company is indeed Grab not Uber. I asked the girl at reception and she showed me the app on her phone. So sorry for that. The guy who told me it was Uber shall be hearing from me soon and will be severely chastised!
Yesterday was one of those days best forgotten - everything that could go wrong did.
I arrived at Classic House massage at the appointed time for another round with the gorgeous masseur from the previous day. I expected him to be waiting - silly old me - but he was nowhere to be seen.
"He upstairs with customer. Can you wait? Only 30 minutes."
Thirty minutes?? That means he's just starting the fun part of the massage. He'd be useless. So I took the manager's suggestion and decided to choose someone else.
I sat down inside and was presented with the line-up of around 10 guys. I hate this. It's so embarrassing for me and the guys must find it a bit humiliating. So I had a quick look and chose the one and only handsome guy with the beautiful smile.
With everyone standing around I couldn't bring myself to ask what the guy would do in the room. I went to the reception counter and quietly asked if his cock was "original." I was assured it was. In an even lower voice I asked if the guy could fuck me. So he called out to the guy in a loud voice, in front of everyone, asking him in Thai is he would fuck me!
How embarrassing!
The massage was basically the same as the previous day - they must have a set routine. It started off with him going straight to the buttcrack. I didn't know if he'd removed his shorts but soon find out when he placed his balls on my foot. Yep, he was definitely naked!
When he got to the shoulder massage he sat beside me and I got my first look at his equipment. Although it was quite dark I could see that it wasn't huge, but more than adequate. I took it as an invitation to go for the grope so I cupped his balls in my hand. With that he immediately gave up on my shoulder, removed my hand and started massaging it.
So, groping is out. Keep your hand off it. That was the clear message. Oh, dear! This is not looking good.
In my experience at massage places, the guy is usually hard when he asks you to turn over on your back, but not this guy. There it was, dangling in the dark.
I was also unhappy that it was too dark to see his handsome face. Also, the massage took place in absolute silence. I tried to engage him in conversation but only got cursory replies. I wondered if I should just call and end to it all and chalk it up to experience.
Suddenly, he started playing with himself, got hard and put on a condom. At last! All was not lost. Without a word he slipped it in and off he went.
The whole affair was very mechanical and emotionless. He banged away for quite a while until I decided to end it and start the chuck-wow.
He lay beside me and for the first time I actually got to see his cock close up. Mmmm...not bad. Shame I had to wait 50 minutes.
He came quicky, finished me off and that was it. And barely a word had been spoken the entire time. It was an eerie experience.
Was this the same guy I'd found so attractive an hour earlier? The one who had looked so eager? And does he have a personality?
As I was putting my shoes on, my guy from the other day came and sat with me. He apologised for taking another customer instead of waiting for me. I assured him it was all good. Business is business and I wouldn't be the first farang to promise to come back tomorrow but not show up. So I would have done the same. A bird in the hand, so to speak.
If I tell someone I'm going to do something, I do it. No ifs or buts. I'll be there at the appointed time come hell or high water. (On one occasion in Pattaya I'd broken my foot but still managed to hobble over to Sunee from Boyztown, as I'd promised to meet up with Tom from All of Me.) But, of course, he wasn't to know that. No harm done. I told him I'd be back at 5pm today.
I decided to head off to Adams Apple after 9:30, as I didn't want to be the only customer in the bar.
But I was. When I walked in three guys were lying on the sofas playing with their phones and a couple were standing around. Where's Korn?? Are these the only guys who have turned up for work? Things were supposed to start at 9:30 but the place was dead. Then one other customer walked in and sat in front of me. Thank God!
I ordered a drink and sat on the sofa waiting for things to happen. I then went downstairs to the smoking room and saw three guys, including the very attractive Mr T, sitting there chatting. He is absolutely covered in tattoos which he proudly showed off to me. The other two guys ignored me, engrossed in their phones.
I went back to my seat, only to find the other customer sitting with his arm around a guy. OMG! He was sitting with Korn! Well, that's the end of that.
And it was. They sat together the entire time I was there and the customer was obviously a regular in the bar. Korn came over for a quick chat and told me the guy was his friend and that he'd be sitting with him tonight. I assured him it wasn't a problem. As I said, business is business. Grab it while you can.
I had my eye on Ball. We'd gotten up close and personal at the bar the previous night but tonight, apart from acknowledging my presence with a smile he didn't come near me. Maybe he was miffed that I'd offed Korn instead of him. Who knows?
Adams Apple reminds me a lot of Golden Cock, where the boys prefer to socialise with each other rather than actively engage with the customers. It's a kind of boys club. You have to turn up regularly over a period of time before you actually get to know the guys and they feel comfortable with you. The three other customers were also left sitting alone.
Enough! This is ridiculous! So instead of waiting for the show to end I decided to wander over the Circle Pub. I have only been there once and was the only customer so I didn't have high hopes, especially as it was Monday night.
I brushed past a group of guys gathered at the entrance and went inside, only to find they actually had customers! Lots of them!
I was seated right at the front, next to a large group of young, hot Chinese guys. The guy sitting just a chair away from me was absolutely gorgeous! He'd been drinking and was fooling around, at one stage kneeling on the chair pretending to invitie his friends to fuck him doggy style. And they're was one other stunner who I managed to get glimpses of every now and then. Finally, I'm getting some joy. I felt a stirring down below.
The show began at 11:30 - enough time for a cigarette, so I went outside and stood near the group of guys. I. had a quick look at the talent and managed to spot one very, very cute guy so went and stood a metre or so away from him. Within seconds he came over and started talking. I didn't know if he was a customer of a waiter - it turns out he was the latter, as were all the other guys. How come they're not inside working?
At first I actually thought he was a schoolboy, dressed as he was in black trousers, white shirt and tie. He told me they were all drinking and showed me a the little cup he was holding and pointing to a bottle of cheap Thai whisky. He offered me a drink and insisted when I politely refused. I took one sniff and almost passed out from the fumes! He said I had to down it in one go so I held my nose and swallowed it. OMG! This is what you get from a 100 baht bottle of cheap grog. A got a round of applause and, more importantly, a little cuddle and a huge smile from the cutie. Heaven! It was worth it afterall. And I think I've found my off for the night!
Inside for the show. It soon became apparent that I should have stayed outside. Apart from one disastrous show at Eros, where even the boys were laughing with embarrassment, this had to be the worst show I've ever seen. Truly appalling.
I'd heard that their show featured a bit of cock but I barely saw any skin, let alone cock.
The first act was three guys dancing fully clothed. Then the 7 gogo boys walked onto the stage, then quickly off into the darkness. This was followed by a hot stripper, dancing around to raunchy music. Now you're talking! But it's the first strip show I've ever seen where the stripper didn't remove his clothes, unless you call unzipping your jeans to show a wisp of pubic hair "stripping."
A ladyboy then appeared singing in Chinese - appropriate, given the make up of the audience. But horror of horrors, she had her tits out!
What on earth is the management thinking? Do they really believe that gays want to see tits? Do they have a big cock show in lesbian bars?? Sheer madness.
So I turned my attention to the hot Chinese guy and suddenly realised I'd see more skin with him than in the entire show -he was wearing a singlet and a pair of shorts.
Another "stripper" came out, sat on a chair and rubbed his chest with a towel. He didn't even bother to unzip his jeans. What a fucking joke!
I hung in until the end of the show - you live in hope - and then went outside. The guys were still there but by now the cutie was quite drunk. He insisted that he'd only had 5 drinks, but that is what he'd told me at the beginning. To my utter delight he was now very touchy-feely, hugging me and kissing me on the cheek. I happily reciprocated.
By now the bottle was empty and he asked me if I could buy another bottle.
Sure. No probrem.
So I handed him 100 baht and was rewarded with even more affection. I felt another stirring down below.
He was after an off. He grabbed his crotch and told me that he only gets hard when he's drunk; he can't get it up when he's sober. Yeah, right!
Suddenly, I had a bit of a panic attack. How was this guy getting home? Not on a motorcycle, surely. I was horrified when he told me he was.
What have I done? I'd just given him money to buy another bottle. Why hadn't I thought about that beforehand? I felt terrible. What do I do? I can hardly ask for the money back, so I offered him 200 baht for a tuk-tuk but he refused to take it, insisting he was fine. I hope his friends had the sense not to let him ride home.
If last night was any indication, I think I might give Adams Apple a miss tonight and see if I can catch the cutie before he starts drinking. If not, then I'll be happy to leave Chiang Mai.
I have my friend waiting for me in Pattaya on Thursday.
Asia Traveler (September 25th, 2018), Nirish guy (September 26th, 2018), rexton (September 28th, 2018), TaoR (September 26th, 2018)
Very nice report,a447, except for the mention of the cigarette.
a447...u really are a scream..I think i may just like u...not sure...so dont get all excited and start whirring around in a tizzy...but i may just like u
Why don't you go to Orion Bar tonight? It's a beer bar with plenty of hot freelancers, some of them used to work at Adam.
Where is that beach? Sure doesn't look like anywhere near Chiang Mai. In fact it looks very like Hua Hin!
And the two dudes look more like upper crust Bangkok Boys on a weekend holiday. Hi so Boys from the Big Mango come here in droves on weekends.
Just another reason why I love living in Thailand
It's Phuket. I took those 2 boys to Phuket for a week. They're Tai Yai.
Smiles (September 25th, 2018)
Thanks for the suggestion. I know Mai, one of my regular offs from Adams a number of years ago is part- owner of Orion (I think that's right) and I'd love to catch up with him again if he's still there. Such a lovely guy!
The last time I was there I only saw one freelancer - a gorgeous guy from Lao if I recall. But I'd just finished a massage and wasn't interested in sex.
The problem was getting back to the hotel - for the life of me I couldn't find a tuk-tuk anywhere at that laste hour. The freelancer kindly offered to take me on his motorcycle but I declined. He wasn't drunk but had been drinking a little over the evening.
Mai eventually found one but he wanted some ridiculous price. I had no choice but to pay up. But I was very angry. I'm willing to pay a premium due to the fact that it's very late, but I hate being taken for a ride!
As I'm so close to Adams I think I'll give it another go. If things don't happen quickly I'll go back to Circle Pub and look for last night's, hopefully very sober, cutie.
If nothing pans out I'll certainly give it some thought.
Glad to see I'm not missing anything! I went to Chang Mai about 10 years ago...Pattaya it aint!
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