Boy Stories

[Dodger]

[B.

Doug...Thanks so much for the pics. That one of the pool with Monty's infamous blue plastic pipe got me a bit choked up.

Maybe the French fries came later. My focus was usually on the other tasty treats.

I'll be saving these pics, as well as the ones posted by MFAS to add to my Sunee memoirs.

I know you've been gone for a while,. but just want you to know that the blue plastic pipe still stands.

Cheers

[latintopxxx]

what year weren these photos taken??

[Doug]

Siren Beer Bar

During my Thai vacations from 1989 to 1994, I would spend many an evening at the Siren Beer Bar at the start of Walking Street beside the old pier. Built on pilings, it is a large complex that stretched from street to over the water of Pattaya Bay. The space contained about 20 privately leased, small beer bars each with bevy of sexy girls working hard to entice customers to sit at their bar. At the far end of the complex were two bars with cute boy hosts for the gay clientele. In the center was a MuayThai boxing ring where amateur boxers fought in hopes of tips from the customers.

I would walk stoically through the maze of girlie bars and past the boxing ring to one of the two gay bars operated by Pim, a matronly woman who catered to the needs of her customers and cared for the boys that hung out around her bar. As I sat on a stool, she would place a frosty Singha Gold in front of me with a small bowl of nuts. As soon as my butt hit the stool, the boys would approach and begin to massage my leg while massaging my humanity in hopes of 20 baht to buy some food.

The beer was cheap, the atmosphere lively and the boys were always cute. It was a great place to spend an evening. The entertainment was the Muay Thai boxing ring but better than that, close to Pim's bar, the young boxers changed from their street clothes to their protective cups and their colorful shorts before entering the ring. They were not shy about revealing their muscular bodies nor were their handlers shy about massaging those young bodies to prepare the boys for the fight.

After their bout, the fighters would circulate around the numerous bars soliciting a financial reward for their efforts. I could never resist giving a small donation, not for their fighting prowess, but for their sweat-sheened bodies and the heady aroma of hard work.

At first when I visited, I would notice that a foreigner would get up and leave with one of the boys in tow. After several minutes or so they would return and, of course, my inquiring mind wanted to know where they had been. One evening my curiosity got the best of me and I discretely followed a couple as they walked out of the bar, made a left u-turn and went down the steps to the beach. There they turn left again and disappeared among the many posts supporting the bars above. In the end I discovered this was a well attended place to take young boys and girls to better discover their assets in private.

One evening a very cute boy began massaging my leg with one hand and rubbing his stomach with the other, indicating he was hungry. I gave him the usual 20baht and off he ran only to return with a couple of plastic containers of food. He plunk down beside me and handed me one of the 2 plastic forks he had. ‘How sweet and considerate’, I thought. Pim suggested that I buy him a drink seeing as he was taking up one of her chairs. He ordered a beer even though he looked too young.

There was something else different about his look. Turns out he was the one of many half-Thais who were conceived by a Thai lady and a long gone American service man. After the Viet Nam war, when tourism became popular, other westerners followed the American lead.

As we ate, he told me his name was Chai and he bluntly explained he had been with many men and he wanted to go with me. Hey….he was a business man who liked to get to the point with little small talk. And I really wanted to do business with him so we negotiated a price for the “all-night” service I wanted. I paid the bar bill and tipped Pim, who suddenly leaned close, nodded toward the boy and said, “Be careful”.

If Chai looks familiar to you, you may recognize him from numerous gay porn videos. He progressed to that opportunity a little more that a year after I knew him. I heard he did quite well for himself.

When we got to my room at the On-Hill-House Hotel, Chai was all business with quick showers and immediately to bed. No drink, no idle chitchat and no pre-sex activity. But that didn’t matter because he was one of the best performers in the art of sex that I had ever thought possible. He showed me moves and positions that elevated my emotions to great heights. I am usually a cum once and done guy but between the two of us I lost count. Finally, exhausted, we quieted down with me spooning him and hugging him as if I would never let him go. The fee that I promised him in the bar was going to be doubled.

Chai fell asleep quickly but it took a long time for my heart to slow to a normal rhythm. Eventually I released this sex-god and went for a shower to clean off the sweat and cum. Then back to bed and quickly to sleep.

Bright mid-morning sun woke me and I rolled over to try and have another go at Chai. He wasn’t there. He wasn’t anywhere. Also gone was the money from my wallet and my Pentax camera. I thought I had hidden my wallet well but, obviously, Chai was more experienced than me.

I was furious and I wanted justice. I knew where he worked and would confront him that evening. Police were out of the question because Chai was probably... therefore I would be in more trouble than him.

That evening when I arrived at Siren Bar, I saw Chai sitting with another farang at the other gay bar beside Pim’s. Pim gave me my beer, looked at me and asked, “You have problem?” I told her that she was right and I should have been careful. She offered a small smile and nodded her head. I simply starred fiercely at Chai until he looked over and saw me. I expected him to get up and run but no…he just wrapped his arms more tightly around his farang companion and smiled back.

With smoke coming from my ears, I got up and walked over to the farang and lightly tapped him on the shoulder. I asked if he was planning to take Chai for the night. He looked me up and down and said, “What if I am?” I explained that the boy was a thief and that he stole from me the night before. The farang laughed and said, “You must be new here. That’s not my problem and that’s not the boy's problem…..that’s your problem. You should be more careful”.

I stood back and starred for a moment. He was right. Pim was right. These boys are often treated badly, never trust a farang and are desperate for any funds made available. I was wrong to expect revenge. I just needed to be more careful. I smiled at Chai and returned to Pim’s bar and my beer.

Later Chai and the farang stood to leave but Chai detoured and came over to me. “Farang go home. Tomorrow, I go with you?” What cheek…but then I remembered how great he was in bed. “Yeah, sure, why not?”.

Life sure can be strange in Pattaya.

[arsenal]

Nut. A boyishly boyish boy from Nice Boys. I offed him and after the usual shower we got down.to business. Well, put it down to excessive use, too much sun, too many hours on the motorbike or whatever but not a great deal happening down there. Nut just shrugged, looked at me, smiled and said "I can play."

And play he did, like Ackler Bilk on his clarinet until his symphony reached its climatic end.

Some time later in Nice Boys this John beckoned Nut over. Nut shook his head and refused. The John tried again and again Nut refused explaining his reason to the boy stood next to him. I immediately invited Nut over for a drink and then a while later I offed him. I didn't ask him about the John, it was nothing to do with me. I just know that whatever it was was his fault.

[Doug]

Replying to when the Monty pool pics were taken. The 1st photo....I'm not sure what year. The last ones were in 2011. My last visit to Thailand was in 2015.

[Doug]

I don't agree with the edits to my stories or photos so I won't be posting any more.

[dinagam]

May I suggest Latin as a replacement moderator?

[GWMinUS]

I don't agree with the edits to my stories or photos so I won't be posting any more.

HUM Reason enough to decline to post any longer.
May I ask who and what were edited???

Koop khun krub

[Moses]

what were edited???

2 photos of boy who looks like minor been removed after complains of users. No text editing.

[Keith]

Hi. I have been a member for some time, and post quite happily, but I cannot access 'attached images', they are always greyed out. Can I cure this?