My masseur was nowhere to be seen as I stepped out onto the terrace. Had he been offed? Considering he's done quite well out of me over the past few days, perhaps he was cruising the Mediterranean.
Sensing his chance, the 50 year old massage Papa came rushing over for the kill. Now, without putting too fine a point on it, I find him incredibly unattractive, although he seems a nice guy. I told him is seen him many times at BBB but he told me he hadn't worked there in 5 years! With that barefaced life ringing in my ears, I headed over to Tukom to try my luck yet again.
There was a cute guy sitting outside Relax massage but I spotted an even cuter guy outside the place facing the entry to the soi (Sitalanna? Angel?)
Choosing a guy is not and miss as you have no idea about the size of his endowment. I asked him if he had silicone or mooks and he assured me he didn't. Mmmm....decisions, decisions. I asked him where he was from.
'Isaan."
The room was very small, with a narrow massage table pushed up against the wall. I went to take a shower, conveniently located across from the room. The facilities were very basic at best. He then took a shower - it's ok if we don't shower together. I got up onto the table and he removed his to but kept his shorts on.
The massage itself was par for the course, with the obligatory slip of the hand between the buttcheeks and the odd brushing of the balls with an errant finger or two. He got me to turn over and asked me if I wanted to continue with the massage or move straight on to the main course.
He removed his pants and immediately began the oral procedure. Very skillful indeed. He's gay, although not at all fem, so I knew I was in for a good time if he put in the effort, which he did.
I decided to bottom and he was wonderful! He wielded his very nice appendage with aplomb and then got down beside me for the finish. It took a while and the cumshot was just so-so.
I think I'll see him again tomorrow, when he can bottom for me.
Pattaya report April 2016
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
I arrived at All of Me around 9:30. I looked across to Goodboys and noticed a guy smiling at me.
"That's Chet," said Ton.
Silly old me. I thought the guy with the afro was Chet. I immediately recognised him, excused myself and ran with unseemly haste across the soi. I pounced on him and literally dragged him to the back of the bar.
Afroboy was busy entertaining a group of Thai customers. He gave me a smile as I walked by. My god, he's so cute! I only wish he'd get rid of that hair!
We sat down and Chet put his arm around me and gave me a cuddle. He told me he had ridden his motorcycle all the way from Isaan that day. He said he was a bit tired but "Can do. No problem."
It certainly wasn't, as he rose very quickly to the occasion. He took out his phone to look at some porn but every now and then would put his head back, close his eyes and enjoy the experience.
It's hard work if you can't close your hand around it and get a good grip. I felt my arm was about to fall off so I put his appendage between the palm of my hands and moved them back and forth. I'd hit the sweetspot.
"Ohhh...good! Good! I like!"
Nothing like introducing a new technique into the routine!
He told me he hadn't cum today so I was expecting a big finish, but that was not to be. Never mind, I was just happy to see that look of pure ecstacy on his face; that does it for me every time.
We sat and cuddled for a while. He was my regular on my last trip and I was stunned when he asked me about KL. How on earth would be have remembered that??
Back to finish my drink with both Tons. The little ladyboy Ton always comes into Goodboys and sits with us for a while to watch the action.
I then decided to take a look in Powerboys, as I remembered reading some nice comments about it on one of the forums. The doorman ushered me inside but there wasn't a customer in sight - and only about 6 guys on stage. He told me many had gone home for Sonkran and that others had gone off to the army. So I gave it a miss and headed to Eros.
As usual, there were plenty of frisky boys, most of whom were available due to the small number of customers. It was wall to wall hard-ons and a real chuck-wow fest.
I was soon joined by my regular and it was basically a repeat performance of two nights ago. I've offed him a number of times but now I'm actually quite satisfied with our present arrangements where the business is conducted in-house. I'm sure he's happy too, as it saves him having to trudge all the way over to Boyztown. I just make sure there are no customers in the bar.
We finished just after midnight which is when most of the boys head off. I guess the bar closes soon after. I walked back past Goodboys. Afroboy wanted some action but by now my arm was numb. Chet then grabbed me.
"Can do again. We go!"
I told him I'd see him tonight.
"That's Chet," said Ton.
Silly old me. I thought the guy with the afro was Chet. I immediately recognised him, excused myself and ran with unseemly haste across the soi. I pounced on him and literally dragged him to the back of the bar.
Afroboy was busy entertaining a group of Thai customers. He gave me a smile as I walked by. My god, he's so cute! I only wish he'd get rid of that hair!
We sat down and Chet put his arm around me and gave me a cuddle. He told me he had ridden his motorcycle all the way from Isaan that day. He said he was a bit tired but "Can do. No problem."
It certainly wasn't, as he rose very quickly to the occasion. He took out his phone to look at some porn but every now and then would put his head back, close his eyes and enjoy the experience.
It's hard work if you can't close your hand around it and get a good grip. I felt my arm was about to fall off so I put his appendage between the palm of my hands and moved them back and forth. I'd hit the sweetspot.
"Ohhh...good! Good! I like!"
Nothing like introducing a new technique into the routine!
He told me he hadn't cum today so I was expecting a big finish, but that was not to be. Never mind, I was just happy to see that look of pure ecstacy on his face; that does it for me every time.
We sat and cuddled for a while. He was my regular on my last trip and I was stunned when he asked me about KL. How on earth would be have remembered that??
Back to finish my drink with both Tons. The little ladyboy Ton always comes into Goodboys and sits with us for a while to watch the action.
I then decided to take a look in Powerboys, as I remembered reading some nice comments about it on one of the forums. The doorman ushered me inside but there wasn't a customer in sight - and only about 6 guys on stage. He told me many had gone home for Sonkran and that others had gone off to the army. So I gave it a miss and headed to Eros.
As usual, there were plenty of frisky boys, most of whom were available due to the small number of customers. It was wall to wall hard-ons and a real chuck-wow fest.
I was soon joined by my regular and it was basically a repeat performance of two nights ago. I've offed him a number of times but now I'm actually quite satisfied with our present arrangements where the business is conducted in-house. I'm sure he's happy too, as it saves him having to trudge all the way over to Boyztown. I just make sure there are no customers in the bar.
We finished just after midnight which is when most of the boys head off. I guess the bar closes soon after. I walked back past Goodboys. Afroboy wanted some action but by now my arm was numb. Chet then grabbed me.
"Can do again. We go!"
I told him I'd see him tonight.
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
Faranglaw, that's exactly what I did last night! It was a case of cum one, cum all.
Off to my daily massage. He's now familiar with my routine so it came as no surprise when he asked me if I actually wanted a massage. I told me I did, but just a very short one - I love the soft touch of his hands as they roam. It was basically a butt and ball affair but he seemed more eager than me to get down to business (how could that be??) and it was over in a few minutes.
I never decide the order of events - I usually just go with the flow. This time he decided to lay back and take it first. Being gay, he really seems to enjoy it. The problem is, the massage table is quite narrow ; of course, I much prefer a large bed where we can roll around and enjoy a number of different positions. At one stage I got down from the table and did the deed standing on the floor with him with his head up against the wall but it was very slippery and couldn't get a grip, so I found myself having to clamour back on top.
We then swapped roles. He finished by standing over me and letting fly all over my stomach. It got a bit messy because he then lay down on top of me, but I didn't care - I got to caress his beautiful body as he got very affectionate and lavished me with soft kisses. He then moved slowly down and finished with some magical moves with his tongue.
I later headed out for dinner with some forum members to a restaurant called Bite Me. What can I say? It was the best meal I've ever had in Pattaya, bar none! A 3 course gourmet meal for 490 baht, including a beer! Christ, you'd pay more than that for just the entree back home. Highly recommended.
We ended back at Sunee where we sat at All of Me on the main soi for a drink. It was only 8:30 so too early to head up to Eros, so I went to the other All of Me for a drink with the guys. There were heaps of boys sitting outside Goodboys. And there was Chet, sitting inside with a customer. He waved and made motions for us to go behind the screen but there was no way I was going to steal a boy from a customer so I weighed up other options. Some of those guys are gorgeous - I could have chosen just about any one of them for some fun. Decisions, decisions!
The customer left and Chet rushed over and dragged me inside. I was his first hands-on for the night so I knew we were in for the long haul. Twenty minutes later (!!) it was all over. In the past, guys would be lining up waiting their turn but thankfully, they don't do that any more.
I finished my drink with the two Tons and off I went to Eros. There were only 3 other customers, one of whom had opened a bottle of whisky and was monopolising most of the boys. I sat alone until my regular spotted me, just as I was contemplating leaving.
He also knows exactly what I want to do, so things proceed in a predictable order. He was working hard to get it up but I told him it was ok - I also enjoy just sitting there chatting with my hand on the goods. But no, he was his usual impatient self. He likes to chat later so we got the action of of the way first. No cushion required tonight. He then cuddled up to me, rested his head on my shoulder and had a short nap.
By now there was only one other customer left in the bar, so he got down to business. As always, he took his time, teasing me all the way until I could hold on no longer. Sabai, sabai!
Back to All of Me. By now I'd just about run out of money. Where the fuck did 3000 baht go?? I had just enough to buy another round of drinks. As we sat I noticed that even more guys had turned up at Goodboys, two of whom were stunningly handsome. Where the fuck did they come from? The boys wandered over to say hello and suggest some action.
Little Ton offered to lend me some money, bless his heart, but there was no way I would borrow from him so I walked (I actually ran) all the way back to the hotel to replenish my funds. I was there and back in record time! More drinks all around as I checked out my next chuck-wowee.
One guy came over, indicating with his hand exactly what he had in mind. Strangely enough, I was thinking the same thing! He was no Chet, that's for sure (is there another such boy in all of Pattaya?) but was still quite a handfull. His finish was disappointing, but given I was number 3 for the night, totally understandable.
Back to my beer. But of course, that was not the end of it. It was getting late and there were no other customers in sight. The pressure was on to choose yet another so I caved in (it wasn't hard!) and chose number 4 for the night.
But that was it. By now my arm was aching. I paid my drinks bill and left with 50 baht in my pocket!
But what price fun?
Off to my daily massage. He's now familiar with my routine so it came as no surprise when he asked me if I actually wanted a massage. I told me I did, but just a very short one - I love the soft touch of his hands as they roam. It was basically a butt and ball affair but he seemed more eager than me to get down to business (how could that be??) and it was over in a few minutes.
I never decide the order of events - I usually just go with the flow. This time he decided to lay back and take it first. Being gay, he really seems to enjoy it. The problem is, the massage table is quite narrow ; of course, I much prefer a large bed where we can roll around and enjoy a number of different positions. At one stage I got down from the table and did the deed standing on the floor with him with his head up against the wall but it was very slippery and couldn't get a grip, so I found myself having to clamour back on top.
We then swapped roles. He finished by standing over me and letting fly all over my stomach. It got a bit messy because he then lay down on top of me, but I didn't care - I got to caress his beautiful body as he got very affectionate and lavished me with soft kisses. He then moved slowly down and finished with some magical moves with his tongue.
I later headed out for dinner with some forum members to a restaurant called Bite Me. What can I say? It was the best meal I've ever had in Pattaya, bar none! A 3 course gourmet meal for 490 baht, including a beer! Christ, you'd pay more than that for just the entree back home. Highly recommended.
We ended back at Sunee where we sat at All of Me on the main soi for a drink. It was only 8:30 so too early to head up to Eros, so I went to the other All of Me for a drink with the guys. There were heaps of boys sitting outside Goodboys. And there was Chet, sitting inside with a customer. He waved and made motions for us to go behind the screen but there was no way I was going to steal a boy from a customer so I weighed up other options. Some of those guys are gorgeous - I could have chosen just about any one of them for some fun. Decisions, decisions!
The customer left and Chet rushed over and dragged me inside. I was his first hands-on for the night so I knew we were in for the long haul. Twenty minutes later (!!) it was all over. In the past, guys would be lining up waiting their turn but thankfully, they don't do that any more.
I finished my drink with the two Tons and off I went to Eros. There were only 3 other customers, one of whom had opened a bottle of whisky and was monopolising most of the boys. I sat alone until my regular spotted me, just as I was contemplating leaving.
He also knows exactly what I want to do, so things proceed in a predictable order. He was working hard to get it up but I told him it was ok - I also enjoy just sitting there chatting with my hand on the goods. But no, he was his usual impatient self. He likes to chat later so we got the action of of the way first. No cushion required tonight. He then cuddled up to me, rested his head on my shoulder and had a short nap.
By now there was only one other customer left in the bar, so he got down to business. As always, he took his time, teasing me all the way until I could hold on no longer. Sabai, sabai!
Back to All of Me. By now I'd just about run out of money. Where the fuck did 3000 baht go?? I had just enough to buy another round of drinks. As we sat I noticed that even more guys had turned up at Goodboys, two of whom were stunningly handsome. Where the fuck did they come from? The boys wandered over to say hello and suggest some action.
Little Ton offered to lend me some money, bless his heart, but there was no way I would borrow from him so I walked (I actually ran) all the way back to the hotel to replenish my funds. I was there and back in record time! More drinks all around as I checked out my next chuck-wowee.
One guy came over, indicating with his hand exactly what he had in mind. Strangely enough, I was thinking the same thing! He was no Chet, that's for sure (is there another such boy in all of Pattaya?) but was still quite a handfull. His finish was disappointing, but given I was number 3 for the night, totally understandable.
Back to my beer. But of course, that was not the end of it. It was getting late and there were no other customers in sight. The pressure was on to choose yet another so I caved in (it wasn't hard!) and chose number 4 for the night.
But that was it. By now my arm was aching. I paid my drinks bill and left with 50 baht in my pocket!
But what price fun?
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
I arrived for my massage fashionably late. I was a bit worried he'd had a customer earlier but he assured me he hadn't.
I was intending to get started straight away but then he said :" I can do body to body for you?"
Sure, no problem.
He started off by standing beside the bed. Now, a skilful masseur knows how to position himself to enable the customer a visual feast and easy access. This guy is no exception.
I was a bit concerned when I noticed he was not aroused, unlike our other encounters. Perhaps he did have a customer earlier.
Not to worry. He climbed aboard for the body to body part and I immediately felt some very quick stirrings down below. Before too long it was between the cheeks.
Ever tried a massage in the 69 position? No, neither had I - until today. Highly recommended, albeit a bit awkward. I reciprocated with a bit of deft finger movement between the cheeks.
After we'd both partaken of the main course it was time for our happy endings. Today is his birthday -they were preparing a party for him as I arrived. But I ended up getting the present, in the form of a stupendous finish from him.
At last! I was beginning to wonder whatever happened to those spectacular climaxes I'd seen so often in the past. Did it have something to do with the easy availability of porn on their phones and hence, a lot more wanking going on? I think that's the reason.
Perhaps he'd simply run out of credit.
The boys these days freely admit to having a wank or two during the day whilst being glued to their mobile phones. (I suspect that's exactly how many of them end up!) That lucky guy at Eros - the one ball wonder - told me last night that he'd jacked off in the morning and then had another wank in the shower at the bar before he started work!
"But what if you have a customer?"
"No have customer. Customer come later. Can not wait,"
That poor overworked ball. I don't know if there's such a thing as the Ball of Fame, but he'd get my vote for sure.
I left the massage place - it's a branch of Relax - and he followed me out, asking where I was going. I told him that I was off to eat dinner. He asked if he could come with me to eat Thai food, but I didn't have enough money on me. I only take enough to pay for the massage, as there is no security inside and I don't want to tempt fate. But I promised him I'd take him out to dinner tomorrow and he could have whatever he wants. I left the choice of restaurant to him, which in hindsight was a silly thing to do, as he doesn't eat in restaurants.
I was intending to get started straight away but then he said :" I can do body to body for you?"
Sure, no problem.
He started off by standing beside the bed. Now, a skilful masseur knows how to position himself to enable the customer a visual feast and easy access. This guy is no exception.
I was a bit concerned when I noticed he was not aroused, unlike our other encounters. Perhaps he did have a customer earlier.
Not to worry. He climbed aboard for the body to body part and I immediately felt some very quick stirrings down below. Before too long it was between the cheeks.
Ever tried a massage in the 69 position? No, neither had I - until today. Highly recommended, albeit a bit awkward. I reciprocated with a bit of deft finger movement between the cheeks.
After we'd both partaken of the main course it was time for our happy endings. Today is his birthday -they were preparing a party for him as I arrived. But I ended up getting the present, in the form of a stupendous finish from him.
At last! I was beginning to wonder whatever happened to those spectacular climaxes I'd seen so often in the past. Did it have something to do with the easy availability of porn on their phones and hence, a lot more wanking going on? I think that's the reason.
Perhaps he'd simply run out of credit.
The boys these days freely admit to having a wank or two during the day whilst being glued to their mobile phones. (I suspect that's exactly how many of them end up!) That lucky guy at Eros - the one ball wonder - told me last night that he'd jacked off in the morning and then had another wank in the shower at the bar before he started work!
"But what if you have a customer?"
"No have customer. Customer come later. Can not wait,"
That poor overworked ball. I don't know if there's such a thing as the Ball of Fame, but he'd get my vote for sure.
I left the massage place - it's a branch of Relax - and he followed me out, asking where I was going. I told him that I was off to eat dinner. He asked if he could come with me to eat Thai food, but I didn't have enough money on me. I only take enough to pay for the massage, as there is no security inside and I don't want to tempt fate. But I promised him I'd take him out to dinner tomorrow and he could have whatever he wants. I left the choice of restaurant to him, which in hindsight was a silly thing to do, as he doesn't eat in restaurants.
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
I got to All of Me around 9:30. As usual there were lots of guys sitting outside Goodboys. Ton, the straight one, is heaps of fun and a great conversationalist with reasonable English skills. And he loves a drink. He always alerts me whenever he gets a hard-on, which happens quite often during the course of the evening, and loves to show me the outline under his jeans. But, of course, apart from the odd squeeze and a bit of furtive rubbing, there's no funny business as we are sitting out in the open.
My Goodboys guy smiled at me so I wandered over. Normally, he jumps straight up and off we go behind the screens but this time he just sat there. He asked me if I could wait 10 minutes. Uh oh, he'd just had a customer.
I went back and sat down and just then a guy came into the bar and chatted with Ton. Hot news! The police were raiding Eros! I walked over to have a look and, sure enough, there was a police car in front of the bar. As I approached I spotted the fem guy with the large glasses - the one who was the doorman at Sunnyboys - sitting outside Queens Bar, where he now works. He told me that there wasn't a raid; the police had simply parked outside Eros.
Back I went to All of Me and news had already reached Ton of what was actually happening. Apparently, a boy had stolen money from a farang's safe and the police were out looking for the culprit. News certainly travels fast! And that explained Chet's reluctance and why all of the guys had come out into the soi.
Before too long the fun began. He assured me I was his first customer so I was expecting big things. But that was not to be. In fact, I didn't even notice he'd finished until he let out a little grunt of pleasure. I looked down at his stomach. Nothing. Not a drop. Just a damp feeling on my hand.
'Sorry. But I do every night," he said sheepishly.
I decided I'd head off to Eros but on the way I ran into a guy I remembered from my last trip.
"You remember me? I fuck you before."
I sure did! And what a sterling effort he'd made.
This time was no different. After a hectic bout of 69, which I think he enjoyed even more than me (!) he slipped on a condom. But it was broken. I reached for another one, but the same thing. WTF? They were Durex and I'd only just bought them. The third one was ok but I didn't trust it. Maybe they were old stock. So I opened another packet but these were a smaller size. Never mind; we made do.
In he went. Slowly, slowly at first and then he suddenly moved into top gear. It was really funny, as he was watching himself perform in the mirror and at times would flex his muscles and assume various poses like the ones you see in porn movies.
After what seemed an inordinate amount of time he pulled out and lay beside me waiting, or so I thought, for the chuck-wow. Wrong! He was just resting before the next round.
On with condom number two.
"I want you like this" he said, indicating doggy style.
Sure. No problem.
He was pounding away when suddenly....thwack!
Ouch! He'd just slapped my butt really hard. This guy obviously watches way too much porn. Then again.....thwack!
I told me I didn't really enjoy it and he apologised. Then he pulled out. Oh dear, have I upset him?
Silly old me. Of course not. He just wanted a short rest before the next round! He lay down beside me and asked me to sa-moke him. This was the prelude to another furious session of 69. With his gorgeous butt in my face I also took the opportunity to slip in a finger for a bit of a prostate massage.
He then reached for a condom. Thank God it was the last one, as I'd had enough by now. He also knew that this would be the last fuck of the session and so was determined to enjoy himself. He pounded me like a pornstar - really hard and in every conceivable position. I wanted to give up but he was having such a great time I decided to just take it.
He eventually pulled out, knelt next to me and furiously jacked off. I wanted part of the action but he was going at it so hard I didn't have the heart to intervene. A loud grunt was followed by a large stream of cum which flew last me and landed, I later discovered, on the sheets on the far side of the bed. Two more spurts also missed me and flew off into the never-never. He then just knelt there pumping load after load onto my stomach. Jesus! When did this guy last cum? This was fucking incredible.
I couldn't believe my luck; this would have to be one of the best cumshots I can remember. He collapsed, totally spent, on top of me and was squishing around in his own cum. It was quite a messy affair, but very erotic. So erotic, in fact, that I finished much quicker than usual.
We showered and I thought he'd be leaving but no, he lay back down on the bed on his stomach and spread his legs, inviting me to partake in a little butt play.
We eventually walked back to Sunee and he went home, but not before exchanging phone numbers and Line.
I wandered down to All of Me but they'd closed so I went over to Queens Bar to chat with the guy from Sunnyboys. As I approached a stunning, very masculine guy rushed over and invited me in. OMG! He looked like a fucking model from a porn magazine. Just gorgeous.
We sat down and exchanged the usual information. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. When he told me he was from Isaan, I almost came in my pants.
He pulled out his phone to show me some photos. My heart sank when he showed me pictures of his wife and baby.
But wait! This is Thailand. That doesn't mean anything.
He then showed me shirtless photos of himself at the gym and that's when I saw his beautiful body. I hadn't noticed before, as I couldn't take my eyes off his face.
He told me he worked at Rainbow Bar but it was closed at the moment. During the day he works as a masseur at the gay beach and was available for massage in my room. I asked him what he does in bed. Not much, only chuck-wow, he said. He's obviously new to the game as he didn't know how much to charge for the "massage."
We exchanged phone numbers and I left, thinking I may just take him up on his offer of a hotel visit.
If you're in town, walk by Queens after 10 pm and you'll get to see him. He works most nights and will be there until Rainbow reopens on the 20th.
My Goodboys guy smiled at me so I wandered over. Normally, he jumps straight up and off we go behind the screens but this time he just sat there. He asked me if I could wait 10 minutes. Uh oh, he'd just had a customer.
I went back and sat down and just then a guy came into the bar and chatted with Ton. Hot news! The police were raiding Eros! I walked over to have a look and, sure enough, there was a police car in front of the bar. As I approached I spotted the fem guy with the large glasses - the one who was the doorman at Sunnyboys - sitting outside Queens Bar, where he now works. He told me that there wasn't a raid; the police had simply parked outside Eros.
Back I went to All of Me and news had already reached Ton of what was actually happening. Apparently, a boy had stolen money from a farang's safe and the police were out looking for the culprit. News certainly travels fast! And that explained Chet's reluctance and why all of the guys had come out into the soi.
Before too long the fun began. He assured me I was his first customer so I was expecting big things. But that was not to be. In fact, I didn't even notice he'd finished until he let out a little grunt of pleasure. I looked down at his stomach. Nothing. Not a drop. Just a damp feeling on my hand.
'Sorry. But I do every night," he said sheepishly.
I decided I'd head off to Eros but on the way I ran into a guy I remembered from my last trip.
"You remember me? I fuck you before."
I sure did! And what a sterling effort he'd made.
This time was no different. After a hectic bout of 69, which I think he enjoyed even more than me (!) he slipped on a condom. But it was broken. I reached for another one, but the same thing. WTF? They were Durex and I'd only just bought them. The third one was ok but I didn't trust it. Maybe they were old stock. So I opened another packet but these were a smaller size. Never mind; we made do.
In he went. Slowly, slowly at first and then he suddenly moved into top gear. It was really funny, as he was watching himself perform in the mirror and at times would flex his muscles and assume various poses like the ones you see in porn movies.
After what seemed an inordinate amount of time he pulled out and lay beside me waiting, or so I thought, for the chuck-wow. Wrong! He was just resting before the next round.
On with condom number two.
"I want you like this" he said, indicating doggy style.
Sure. No problem.
He was pounding away when suddenly....thwack!
Ouch! He'd just slapped my butt really hard. This guy obviously watches way too much porn. Then again.....thwack!
I told me I didn't really enjoy it and he apologised. Then he pulled out. Oh dear, have I upset him?
Silly old me. Of course not. He just wanted a short rest before the next round! He lay down beside me and asked me to sa-moke him. This was the prelude to another furious session of 69. With his gorgeous butt in my face I also took the opportunity to slip in a finger for a bit of a prostate massage.
He then reached for a condom. Thank God it was the last one, as I'd had enough by now. He also knew that this would be the last fuck of the session and so was determined to enjoy himself. He pounded me like a pornstar - really hard and in every conceivable position. I wanted to give up but he was having such a great time I decided to just take it.
He eventually pulled out, knelt next to me and furiously jacked off. I wanted part of the action but he was going at it so hard I didn't have the heart to intervene. A loud grunt was followed by a large stream of cum which flew last me and landed, I later discovered, on the sheets on the far side of the bed. Two more spurts also missed me and flew off into the never-never. He then just knelt there pumping load after load onto my stomach. Jesus! When did this guy last cum? This was fucking incredible.
I couldn't believe my luck; this would have to be one of the best cumshots I can remember. He collapsed, totally spent, on top of me and was squishing around in his own cum. It was quite a messy affair, but very erotic. So erotic, in fact, that I finished much quicker than usual.
We showered and I thought he'd be leaving but no, he lay back down on the bed on his stomach and spread his legs, inviting me to partake in a little butt play.
We eventually walked back to Sunee and he went home, but not before exchanging phone numbers and Line.
I wandered down to All of Me but they'd closed so I went over to Queens Bar to chat with the guy from Sunnyboys. As I approached a stunning, very masculine guy rushed over and invited me in. OMG! He looked like a fucking model from a porn magazine. Just gorgeous.
We sat down and exchanged the usual information. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. When he told me he was from Isaan, I almost came in my pants.
He pulled out his phone to show me some photos. My heart sank when he showed me pictures of his wife and baby.
But wait! This is Thailand. That doesn't mean anything.
He then showed me shirtless photos of himself at the gym and that's when I saw his beautiful body. I hadn't noticed before, as I couldn't take my eyes off his face.
He told me he worked at Rainbow Bar but it was closed at the moment. During the day he works as a masseur at the gay beach and was available for massage in my room. I asked him what he does in bed. Not much, only chuck-wow, he said. He's obviously new to the game as he didn't know how much to charge for the "massage."
We exchanged phone numbers and I left, thinking I may just take him up on his offer of a hotel visit.
If you're in town, walk by Queens after 10 pm and you'll get to see him. He works most nights and will be there until Rainbow reopens on the 20th.
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
I walked over to meet up with my massage guy in Tukom. I was expecting to get soaked but was surprised by the almost complete lack of Songkran celebrations and arrived without getting a drop of water sprayed my way.
There was also little action around Tukom - just the Relax Massage guys dancing and drinking outside and the odd splash. Two guys ran past squirting each other with water pistols and it was only then that I got a little wet as an errant squirt came my way. They smiled and apologised.
Hey, no need to apologise. It's Songkran. Besides, I'm quite partial to Thai guys squirting on me.
I looked around for my masseur but I couldn't see him. Maybe he had a customer or perhaps he was out partying somewhere. I waited for about 10 minutes and then gave up. I wandered around the area checking out what was available, but nobody floated my boat. Again, there was no water action at all.
So I went back to the hotel. It didn't really matter as I was still recovering from the pounding I'd taken the night before. Nothing painful, but I certainly knew I'd been well and truly fucked, so perhaps it was a good idea to give it a bit of a rest. Bedsides, I was planning to enjoy another round with the same guy tonight.
I got to All of Me around 9 and the partying at Goodboys was well underway. They were all out in the soi drinking copious amounts of whisky from huge cups and dancing to Isaan music. Mmm...I'd better get in early before they get to the point where they'll be unable to get it up. But there were no invitations on offer; they were more interested in partying. And it was great to see them having such a great time together - lots of groping and simulated fucking going on accompanied by raucous laughter. I was loving it! It was a joy to watch.
The boys wander in and out of All of Me as both Tons are friends with them all. Perhaps they should just combine the bars, I thought.
One guy came and sat in front of me, turned around and smiled.
"He very big cock," said little gay Ton.
"How do you know?"
"I know! I see before. Look!" he said, pointing to his very prominent bulge.
We went beyond the screen and out flopped this veritable monster. My first reaction was shock and deep disappointment. Silicone! Oh, no! I wanted out, but it was too late. Ok, I'll just put this one down to experience.
I grabbed it and felt it rise to the occasion. But something felt a bit odd. It didn't feel like silicone. Besides, usually the guys just have it injected from halfway down the shaft up to the head - there's a distinct beginning and end to it. And the cock looks deformed and ugly. This guy was different, as I couldn't tell where the silicone began anywhere along the shaft. I was confused. Surely no guy can have a cock this thick.
Getting him off was a massive task, as I couldn't get my hand around it and he took ages to finish. I asked him how on earth he managed to wank that thing.
"Very hard. Not easy for me," he replied with the understatement of the year.
These guys are not gushers, which is not surprising. And he was no exception. But I'm well aware of that so it's ok.
Straight Ton asked me how it went. I told him that I thought he may have silicone.
"No, he original. Sure! I know."
And he would. Although Ton doesn't have sex with these guys, he knows them intimately, so to speak. Apparently, when things are a bit slow and the boys have nothing to do they play all kinds of games with their cocks to ease the boredom. Nothing sexual, just good fun.
Ton pointed to a very handsome guy who I was planning to have fun with later in the evening.
"Sure, he very handsome, but have very small cock."
He told me that the night before he'd made a bet with him to see who had the bigger cock. The loser would buy the other a beer. Ton won.
So far, both Tons recommendations have been spot on. They know what they are talking about.
The stunning guy had entertained me the previous night approached, holding a huge mug of whisky.
"Chock dee kap!" he said and we clinked our drinks together.
'We go?" he said, pointing to the back of the bar.
"You can do?" I asked, raising my arm slowly upwards,
'Sure!"
He performed magnificently. These guys can hold their liquor and seem to have no trouble getting it up.
Of the 11 boys working last night, at least 6 are very handsome. Two are real stunners, one of whom I had my eye on. While we were at it, a farang came in and sat on the sofa behind me ; we were separated by a screen. He had three guys with him, including the stunner. Suddenly an argument broke out. The farang wanted them to bring him a young (i.e, illegal) boy and wouldn't take no for an answer. Two of the guys got up in disgust and left. I looked through the screen and to my great disappointment, saw the stunner jacking off for him. Ok, there's always tomorrow night.
I left and headed off to the beer bar to collect my guy but he'd already left with another customer. Damn!
Time for Eros. They had 4 customers and very few boys working. They were all off partying, apparently. But my guy was there, thank God, and we were both smiling broadly by the end of the night.
Back to All of Me. By now, gay Ton was pissed and had flaked out on the sofa, where he probably spent the night. Straight Ton rides a motorcycle and so drinks responsibly. After three beers over the course of a night he switches to juice.
The guys from Goodboys were partying really hard by now, but unlike back home where there would be punch-ups and prolific puking, these guys were just having heaps of good-natured fun. The hey could all still stand up and were able to talk without slurring their words. Amazing!
Both Tons keep a look-out for me in case the Arab guy turns up. They warn me when they see him coming and I escape to the toilet. But last night, with only one Ton on duty he wasn't spotted in time. He came in, shook my hand and sat down. Thankfully, he then got up to go back to his room and get his phone, so I was able to make a timely escape.
Speaking of toilets, All of Me sets the standard. Unlike Eros and Goodboys where the urinals stink and there is usually no soap or any way to dry your hands, the toilets at All of Me are absolutely spotless. There's no smell at all and there's a tray with individually rolled up small towels to dry your hands. They put other places, including even BBB, to shame. Well done!
I went over to Queens Bar to meet up with the handsome hunk from the previous night, but he was sitting with a customer. So I called it a night and went back to the hotel.
Not long after getting back I started feeling a bit queezy, followed by a bout of 'dire rear" - sorry, but I can't spell it. During the evening Ton had gone off to his friend's beer bar and came back with some food. That may have been the culprit. I rushed to the toilet, only to discover I was almost out of toilet paper. I looked around for the spare roll but there wasn't one. Those incompetent cleaners hadn't left one!
No problem, I can use the bum hose. I squeezed the nozzle but no water came out WTF?? I then turned on the tap. Again, it was dry. There was no water! Why is one problem always compounded with another? And then another?
I got up an hour later. Now there was water but it was pitch black. Yuk! This morning the water is back to normal but the bum hose is still on the blink.
Looks like I'll be topping today.
There was also little action around Tukom - just the Relax Massage guys dancing and drinking outside and the odd splash. Two guys ran past squirting each other with water pistols and it was only then that I got a little wet as an errant squirt came my way. They smiled and apologised.
Hey, no need to apologise. It's Songkran. Besides, I'm quite partial to Thai guys squirting on me.
I looked around for my masseur but I couldn't see him. Maybe he had a customer or perhaps he was out partying somewhere. I waited for about 10 minutes and then gave up. I wandered around the area checking out what was available, but nobody floated my boat. Again, there was no water action at all.
So I went back to the hotel. It didn't really matter as I was still recovering from the pounding I'd taken the night before. Nothing painful, but I certainly knew I'd been well and truly fucked, so perhaps it was a good idea to give it a bit of a rest. Bedsides, I was planning to enjoy another round with the same guy tonight.
I got to All of Me around 9 and the partying at Goodboys was well underway. They were all out in the soi drinking copious amounts of whisky from huge cups and dancing to Isaan music. Mmm...I'd better get in early before they get to the point where they'll be unable to get it up. But there were no invitations on offer; they were more interested in partying. And it was great to see them having such a great time together - lots of groping and simulated fucking going on accompanied by raucous laughter. I was loving it! It was a joy to watch.
The boys wander in and out of All of Me as both Tons are friends with them all. Perhaps they should just combine the bars, I thought.
One guy came and sat in front of me, turned around and smiled.
"He very big cock," said little gay Ton.
"How do you know?"
"I know! I see before. Look!" he said, pointing to his very prominent bulge.
We went beyond the screen and out flopped this veritable monster. My first reaction was shock and deep disappointment. Silicone! Oh, no! I wanted out, but it was too late. Ok, I'll just put this one down to experience.
I grabbed it and felt it rise to the occasion. But something felt a bit odd. It didn't feel like silicone. Besides, usually the guys just have it injected from halfway down the shaft up to the head - there's a distinct beginning and end to it. And the cock looks deformed and ugly. This guy was different, as I couldn't tell where the silicone began anywhere along the shaft. I was confused. Surely no guy can have a cock this thick.
Getting him off was a massive task, as I couldn't get my hand around it and he took ages to finish. I asked him how on earth he managed to wank that thing.
"Very hard. Not easy for me," he replied with the understatement of the year.
These guys are not gushers, which is not surprising. And he was no exception. But I'm well aware of that so it's ok.
Straight Ton asked me how it went. I told him that I thought he may have silicone.
"No, he original. Sure! I know."
And he would. Although Ton doesn't have sex with these guys, he knows them intimately, so to speak. Apparently, when things are a bit slow and the boys have nothing to do they play all kinds of games with their cocks to ease the boredom. Nothing sexual, just good fun.
Ton pointed to a very handsome guy who I was planning to have fun with later in the evening.
"Sure, he very handsome, but have very small cock."
He told me that the night before he'd made a bet with him to see who had the bigger cock. The loser would buy the other a beer. Ton won.
So far, both Tons recommendations have been spot on. They know what they are talking about.
The stunning guy had entertained me the previous night approached, holding a huge mug of whisky.
"Chock dee kap!" he said and we clinked our drinks together.
'We go?" he said, pointing to the back of the bar.
"You can do?" I asked, raising my arm slowly upwards,
'Sure!"
He performed magnificently. These guys can hold their liquor and seem to have no trouble getting it up.
Of the 11 boys working last night, at least 6 are very handsome. Two are real stunners, one of whom I had my eye on. While we were at it, a farang came in and sat on the sofa behind me ; we were separated by a screen. He had three guys with him, including the stunner. Suddenly an argument broke out. The farang wanted them to bring him a young (i.e, illegal) boy and wouldn't take no for an answer. Two of the guys got up in disgust and left. I looked through the screen and to my great disappointment, saw the stunner jacking off for him. Ok, there's always tomorrow night.
I left and headed off to the beer bar to collect my guy but he'd already left with another customer. Damn!
Time for Eros. They had 4 customers and very few boys working. They were all off partying, apparently. But my guy was there, thank God, and we were both smiling broadly by the end of the night.
Back to All of Me. By now, gay Ton was pissed and had flaked out on the sofa, where he probably spent the night. Straight Ton rides a motorcycle and so drinks responsibly. After three beers over the course of a night he switches to juice.
The guys from Goodboys were partying really hard by now, but unlike back home where there would be punch-ups and prolific puking, these guys were just having heaps of good-natured fun. The hey could all still stand up and were able to talk without slurring their words. Amazing!
Both Tons keep a look-out for me in case the Arab guy turns up. They warn me when they see him coming and I escape to the toilet. But last night, with only one Ton on duty he wasn't spotted in time. He came in, shook my hand and sat down. Thankfully, he then got up to go back to his room and get his phone, so I was able to make a timely escape.
Speaking of toilets, All of Me sets the standard. Unlike Eros and Goodboys where the urinals stink and there is usually no soap or any way to dry your hands, the toilets at All of Me are absolutely spotless. There's no smell at all and there's a tray with individually rolled up small towels to dry your hands. They put other places, including even BBB, to shame. Well done!
I went over to Queens Bar to meet up with the handsome hunk from the previous night, but he was sitting with a customer. So I called it a night and went back to the hotel.
Not long after getting back I started feeling a bit queezy, followed by a bout of 'dire rear" - sorry, but I can't spell it. During the evening Ton had gone off to his friend's beer bar and came back with some food. That may have been the culprit. I rushed to the toilet, only to discover I was almost out of toilet paper. I looked around for the spare roll but there wasn't one. Those incompetent cleaners hadn't left one!
No problem, I can use the bum hose. I squeezed the nozzle but no water came out WTF?? I then turned on the tap. Again, it was dry. There was no water! Why is one problem always compounded with another? And then another?
I got up an hour later. Now there was water but it was pitch black. Yuk! This morning the water is back to normal but the bum hose is still on the blink.
Looks like I'll be topping today.
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
My trip to Pattaya ended as it started - in a sticky mess.
Not wanting to get wet walking over to Tukom, I decided to off the guy from Copa. He'd been hanging out for an off and came running over, holding his already cocked weapon.
I feel sorry for the Copa guys as they sit there day after day and the only one who ever gets taken is the 50 year old who the guys refer to - affectionately, of course! - as "gorilla." They can't understand why anyone would want to have sex with him. Neither can I.
The massage guys on the same side of the soi as the Ambiance do a pretty good trade with the Chinese. Apparently, it's because they all have whiter skin, which is what the Chinese like.
We went to my room and he started with a massage. I actually nodded off but woke up quick smart when he grabbed by nuts from behind. That was the signal for the action to begin.
I topped him first and then it was his turn. His cock is very long. Good tops know that even if they can get an oversized cock in balls deep, you don't fuck hard that way because it can be painful for the bottom. That's why the missionary position is preferred, as the bottom can control the depth of penetration.
(Too much information? Stay with me.)
He eventually withdrew and I reached down to remove the condom.
"No, not finish yet," he said and put me in the doggy position to continue. He put it in slowly but then started fucking like a madman. The bottom has no control in this position and I was forced to throw in the towel.
He rolled over to let me at it and finished in a most spectacular fashion.
I was surprised to see all the guys at Goodboys on deck - I thought they'd be still suffering from the previous night's drinking. But there they were.
As soon as I sat down with Ton, Chet came walzing over clutching his crotch. I wanted to enjoy some time with Ton first but he was very persistent. Then the handsome but from Chonburi came and sat with us.
Just then 3 ladies - real ones- came into the bar and sat behind us. You should have seen the boys! They were all ogling them and rubbing their crotches. "Look at boys" said Ton. "They see lady and now very horny."
The guy from Chomburi looked at me and pointed to his hard-on, clearly visible to all under his thin shorts. He started doing gymnastics with it, moving it up and down. He wanted to go straight to the back of the bar but he had to wait his turn.
But then I spotted the really handsome guy sitting with his hand on his dick, looking intently at the women. Ton saw I was interested so called him over. Given the situation, I thought maybe he'd prefer to sit and admire the women. Ton spoke to him in Thai and his face suddenly lit up like a candle. He grabbed my hand and off we went. He was definitely interested!
He pulled it out. It was already pointing to the ceiling.
"I only medium."
True, he was but I couldn't care less; I just kept staring at him as he lay there with his eyes closed. He really was horny and didn't last long. A shiver went through his body and then it was all over. I got a beautiful smile and a peck on the cheek. Awesome!
As soon as I sat down again with Ton, Chet appeared yet again on the scene. He was desperate, so off we went.
As we walked into the area behind the screens, lo and behold, there was the handsome guy getting serviced again. WTF? He only came like 5 minutes ago!
Chet flopped it out. OMG! Even soft it's huge. He grabbed his phone and we got started. I say 'we" because we have to take turns - it's exhausting. But he always hands it over to me when he's about to cum so I get to finish him off.
"He sleep now. You see?"
We both sat and watched as it slowly deflated. He grabbed my finger and rubbed it over the head.
"I like too much!"
With Chet out of the way, the guy from Chomburi wanted his turn, but I managed to get him to wait. I told Ton about the handsome guy and how he was at it again. Ton assured me he had no problem cumming in quick succession because he's always up for it.
If the guys have just had a customer they don't just go again as soon as another arrives. They tell them the situation and ask them to wait or to choose another guy. No one is just doing it for the money alone - they have to want it.
Ok, time for number 3. He had his pants around his ankles even before we sat down. My god, he's such an attractive looking guy! And like all the others, he's really affectionate and friendly, despite being 100% straight.
I just love these guys. It's not the juvenile delinquent type any more - these are just regular guys who love hanging out with each other every night and obviously love to be chuck wowed every now and then.
I want over to Eros. It was dead. One customer and only a few boys. My guy was waiting for me and was able to cater to my needs, so to speak, after the other customer left. When we finished I looked up to see the bar totally empty. It was just after 12 and all the boys had gone.
I went back to All of Me and had a final drink with Ton whilst feverishly fending off Chet and the boys. Then I bade them all a fond farewell and sauntered off down the soi.
The atm had left the building.
Time now to see what Bkk has to offer. Big things, I hope!
Not wanting to get wet walking over to Tukom, I decided to off the guy from Copa. He'd been hanging out for an off and came running over, holding his already cocked weapon.
I feel sorry for the Copa guys as they sit there day after day and the only one who ever gets taken is the 50 year old who the guys refer to - affectionately, of course! - as "gorilla." They can't understand why anyone would want to have sex with him. Neither can I.
The massage guys on the same side of the soi as the Ambiance do a pretty good trade with the Chinese. Apparently, it's because they all have whiter skin, which is what the Chinese like.
We went to my room and he started with a massage. I actually nodded off but woke up quick smart when he grabbed by nuts from behind. That was the signal for the action to begin.
I topped him first and then it was his turn. His cock is very long. Good tops know that even if they can get an oversized cock in balls deep, you don't fuck hard that way because it can be painful for the bottom. That's why the missionary position is preferred, as the bottom can control the depth of penetration.
(Too much information? Stay with me.)
He eventually withdrew and I reached down to remove the condom.
"No, not finish yet," he said and put me in the doggy position to continue. He put it in slowly but then started fucking like a madman. The bottom has no control in this position and I was forced to throw in the towel.
He rolled over to let me at it and finished in a most spectacular fashion.
I was surprised to see all the guys at Goodboys on deck - I thought they'd be still suffering from the previous night's drinking. But there they were.
As soon as I sat down with Ton, Chet came walzing over clutching his crotch. I wanted to enjoy some time with Ton first but he was very persistent. Then the handsome but from Chonburi came and sat with us.
Just then 3 ladies - real ones- came into the bar and sat behind us. You should have seen the boys! They were all ogling them and rubbing their crotches. "Look at boys" said Ton. "They see lady and now very horny."
The guy from Chomburi looked at me and pointed to his hard-on, clearly visible to all under his thin shorts. He started doing gymnastics with it, moving it up and down. He wanted to go straight to the back of the bar but he had to wait his turn.
But then I spotted the really handsome guy sitting with his hand on his dick, looking intently at the women. Ton saw I was interested so called him over. Given the situation, I thought maybe he'd prefer to sit and admire the women. Ton spoke to him in Thai and his face suddenly lit up like a candle. He grabbed my hand and off we went. He was definitely interested!
He pulled it out. It was already pointing to the ceiling.
"I only medium."
True, he was but I couldn't care less; I just kept staring at him as he lay there with his eyes closed. He really was horny and didn't last long. A shiver went through his body and then it was all over. I got a beautiful smile and a peck on the cheek. Awesome!
As soon as I sat down again with Ton, Chet appeared yet again on the scene. He was desperate, so off we went.
As we walked into the area behind the screens, lo and behold, there was the handsome guy getting serviced again. WTF? He only came like 5 minutes ago!
Chet flopped it out. OMG! Even soft it's huge. He grabbed his phone and we got started. I say 'we" because we have to take turns - it's exhausting. But he always hands it over to me when he's about to cum so I get to finish him off.
"He sleep now. You see?"
We both sat and watched as it slowly deflated. He grabbed my finger and rubbed it over the head.
"I like too much!"
With Chet out of the way, the guy from Chomburi wanted his turn, but I managed to get him to wait. I told Ton about the handsome guy and how he was at it again. Ton assured me he had no problem cumming in quick succession because he's always up for it.
If the guys have just had a customer they don't just go again as soon as another arrives. They tell them the situation and ask them to wait or to choose another guy. No one is just doing it for the money alone - they have to want it.
Ok, time for number 3. He had his pants around his ankles even before we sat down. My god, he's such an attractive looking guy! And like all the others, he's really affectionate and friendly, despite being 100% straight.
I just love these guys. It's not the juvenile delinquent type any more - these are just regular guys who love hanging out with each other every night and obviously love to be chuck wowed every now and then.
I want over to Eros. It was dead. One customer and only a few boys. My guy was waiting for me and was able to cater to my needs, so to speak, after the other customer left. When we finished I looked up to see the bar totally empty. It was just after 12 and all the boys had gone.
I went back to All of Me and had a final drink with Ton whilst feverishly fending off Chet and the boys. Then I bade them all a fond farewell and sauntered off down the soi.
The atm had left the building.
Time now to see what Bkk has to offer. Big things, I hope!
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Re: Pattaya report April 2016
How safe is it to use these hoses? do any of you worry you may get an infection or something from dirty water ? I was rough as hell the day after I used one but I can not say 100% it was caused after using the hose...............could have been a dodgy meal - perhaps I used too much water..........?a447 wrote:the bum hose is still on the blink.
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Re: Pattaya report April 2016
Doubtful that the hose caused any problems. I have been using them for 12 years or more if you count when I was here as a tourist.
Re: Pattaya report April 2016
lvdkeys, that thought had also crossed my mind but so far I've never had any problems.
same same, you don't need to use too much water. Just a little at a time does the trick.
Today ended much better than yesterday.
Mr Golden Cock wanted me to cum on his butt. It wasn't what I wanted to do but I could see he wanted me to try it. But it didn't go exactly as planned.
I told him I was about to cum so he quickly turned oover and raised his butt in the air. I stood over him and had to finish by myself. But I had badly miscalculated - I wasn't ready at all because he was no longer working on it. He kept looking around in anticipation but nothing was happening.
"What you do? I waiting."
I'll, of course, spare you the details. There was an ending, but it wasn't a happy one. I missed the target.
"Tomorrow, you cum here," he said, pointing to his chest.
We then took a taxi to Asiatique markets by the river. I've always imagined it to be a very boring job driving a taxi but in Thailand the drivers entertain themselves while driving. This guy was watching a movie on his phone!
We had dinner at MK, the duck restaurant. I let him do all the ordering and we ended up having a really delicious meal. So much food - all kinds of vegetables, heaps of pork, fish, squid and God knows what else went into the hotpot. He also ordered a large plate of roasted duck and pork. And all for just 945 baht!!
I find that the guys really like MK, so if you want to take a guy out for dinner, it's a good place to keep in mind.
After dinner we wandered around. It's in a beautiful location but it's basically just a huge undercover market. I bought him some clothes - he didn't ask, I offered.
And he held my hand on the way there and back in the taxi. What a sweet guy! Not to mention his hand also "slipped" between my legs from time to time!
After we got back he returned to the bar and I went to watch the chuck -wow show at Tawan. But I was told there would be no chuck -wow tonight so I wandered over to Natureboy.
I walked in and who should be standing there but my old flame - the very guy I've been asking about at Natureboy for a couple of years now. OMG!!! I'd given up on ever seeing him again. He immediately rushed up and hugged me.
This guy is a drop-dead gorgeous masculine hunk with a huge fat Isaan cock. He pulled up a chair and out it flopped. A few deft strokes and it was ready for action.
'You remember my cock?"
How could I forget? I've got a number of photos of it somewhere on my computer back home that I took in the hotel room a few years ago. I've thought about him often over the years. He became my regular after Oh retired and became bar manager.
Back in the room he quickly stripped off and sat on the bed so we could get
"re-acquainted."
He remembered I like 69 so immediately assumed the position without me having to ask him.
Time to fuck. He slipped on a size 56 condom -way too small-and took up his position. I was feeling very intimidated as it has been a while since I've had to deal with something that big. But he's a real pro - he took his time and it actually went in very easily.
He's not the adventurous type like Mr Golden Cock - far from it. He's happy with just the missionary position, which I really enjoyed because he hugged and kissed me as he fucked me slowly and gently. He's obviously aware he could do some damage with that thing. There's no way I'd let him take me from behind.
We finished in the usual way.
What a shame he's only turned up as I'm about to leave. And I'm really, really pissed off with myself for allowing myself to be dragged into SuperA last night, instead of continuing on to Natureboy, where he was working. I could have had an extra night with him.
I've booked him for tomorrow night.
same same, you don't need to use too much water. Just a little at a time does the trick.
Today ended much better than yesterday.
Mr Golden Cock wanted me to cum on his butt. It wasn't what I wanted to do but I could see he wanted me to try it. But it didn't go exactly as planned.
I told him I was about to cum so he quickly turned oover and raised his butt in the air. I stood over him and had to finish by myself. But I had badly miscalculated - I wasn't ready at all because he was no longer working on it. He kept looking around in anticipation but nothing was happening.
"What you do? I waiting."
I'll, of course, spare you the details. There was an ending, but it wasn't a happy one. I missed the target.
"Tomorrow, you cum here," he said, pointing to his chest.
We then took a taxi to Asiatique markets by the river. I've always imagined it to be a very boring job driving a taxi but in Thailand the drivers entertain themselves while driving. This guy was watching a movie on his phone!
We had dinner at MK, the duck restaurant. I let him do all the ordering and we ended up having a really delicious meal. So much food - all kinds of vegetables, heaps of pork, fish, squid and God knows what else went into the hotpot. He also ordered a large plate of roasted duck and pork. And all for just 945 baht!!
I find that the guys really like MK, so if you want to take a guy out for dinner, it's a good place to keep in mind.
After dinner we wandered around. It's in a beautiful location but it's basically just a huge undercover market. I bought him some clothes - he didn't ask, I offered.
And he held my hand on the way there and back in the taxi. What a sweet guy! Not to mention his hand also "slipped" between my legs from time to time!
After we got back he returned to the bar and I went to watch the chuck -wow show at Tawan. But I was told there would be no chuck -wow tonight so I wandered over to Natureboy.
I walked in and who should be standing there but my old flame - the very guy I've been asking about at Natureboy for a couple of years now. OMG!!! I'd given up on ever seeing him again. He immediately rushed up and hugged me.
This guy is a drop-dead gorgeous masculine hunk with a huge fat Isaan cock. He pulled up a chair and out it flopped. A few deft strokes and it was ready for action.
'You remember my cock?"
How could I forget? I've got a number of photos of it somewhere on my computer back home that I took in the hotel room a few years ago. I've thought about him often over the years. He became my regular after Oh retired and became bar manager.
Back in the room he quickly stripped off and sat on the bed so we could get
"re-acquainted."
He remembered I like 69 so immediately assumed the position without me having to ask him.
Time to fuck. He slipped on a size 56 condom -way too small-and took up his position. I was feeling very intimidated as it has been a while since I've had to deal with something that big. But he's a real pro - he took his time and it actually went in very easily.
He's not the adventurous type like Mr Golden Cock - far from it. He's happy with just the missionary position, which I really enjoyed because he hugged and kissed me as he fucked me slowly and gently. He's obviously aware he could do some damage with that thing. There's no way I'd let him take me from behind.
We finished in the usual way.
What a shame he's only turned up as I'm about to leave. And I'm really, really pissed off with myself for allowing myself to be dragged into SuperA last night, instead of continuing on to Natureboy, where he was working. I could have had an extra night with him.
I've booked him for tomorrow night.