Bangkok Reports

Hi,

Anyone knows where I could find a fit. Muscular lady?

Thanks,

Tony

Well, I RTFF extensively, which was really helpful and often enjoyable! Many thanks to all of you, especially prolific posters like Natty Bumpo and Paul Kaulsh, really enjoyed your stuff. Nice to record the memories in writing. And I hope my rambles may be of some value to other newbies. But seasoned travellers will probably just sigh at the naivety.

I'm not quite a newbie in Bangkok. With my then partner, on previous visits I've snuck away for sessions at EZ and Angel Massage, as well as other "proper" massage spas which included happy endings.

I'm 60 years old, fit, healthy and slim, but I do have an unfortunate problem. No problem with getting turned on / staying hard, but I now find it difficult to finish, and impossible in a condom. This is at least partly due to an operation plus complications in the groin area 3 years ago (I'll spare you the details). For this reason, at home in London, I indulge exclusively in so-called sensual massage. In other words massage + body-to-body + HJ (or BJ).

I stayed in the Sofitel Sukhumvit, thanks to numerous recommendations here. I realise you can get more than adequate quality for half the price in BKK. But how often can you stay in a 5* hotel for only 100 GBP / night? Sofitel in Europe costs 3-4 x the price. Outstanding service, really friendly staff. I loved it. No problem bringing girls in, no one ever stopped me or asked for I'd, always a polite smile from the doorman / woman.

Day 1.

Arrived at hotel 5 pm. Very tired after overnight flight. I really wanted a proper massage. Thought about a legit spa followed by BJ bar. But didn't really want the hassle of two venues. So I decided to go to Thonglor 2 (Soi 24) which I had read offers reasonable massages as well as extras. Chose 120 minute lotion massage, 1200 be, and Guitar from the book / mamasan recommendation. Decent room. She was nice, and her naked massage was lovely and relaxing for 90 minutes or so. Then routine covered BJ, sex and no problem finishing with HJ despite tiredness. 1500 be. Collapsed into bed.

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Hiya. Did a quick internet search on the name. Returns as a ladyboy place.

Really not my thing.

I meant real women, girls.

Thanks,

Tony

Went to La Belle mid afternoon. Huge place, up market bar area, and huge luxurious room with big bath. 20-30 girls (more when I left). Cheapest section was 3,800 be, rising to 7,000 (I think). These prices include the farang premium I assume? Couldn't see any difference, actually the two best looking to my eyes were in the 3,800 section. Chose Fern, very small, milky coffee coloured, ultra cute, the best looking girl I had the whole week. Not much English. Routine service bath, covered BJ, sex, finish with hand no problem. It's going well!

Mid evening, I decided to visit the Biergarten. No intention of going with anyone. Ha ha you've heard that before. I sat down at the bar. Before long an attractive 30-something sat next to me (later told me she was 39). Normally dressed, with glasses, didn't look like a hooker at all. Her name was M. I was grateful for someone to chat to, but no intention of going with her. I have to admit she played me really well. She was easy to talk to, didn't pressure me at all, just very gradually seduced me. After an hour or more, I realised I really liked her, and eventually agreed to go with her. Not because I particularly wanted more sex, but I wanted to continue with her company. We walked back to Sofitel, but stopped in the bar next door (next to Thermae) for a drink and 3 games of pool. I thought these girls were meant to be really good at pool? But I won all 3 quite easily (played a lot in teenage, but hardly since, so I guess I still have a good eye). Back to hotel. I agreed she could stay the night, as the BTS was about to close. We had oral both ways, sex, hand, but I couldn't finish. I wasn't bothered about this, even if she was!

Diary of a week in BKK Day 3.

(Days 1 and 2 below. Headings missing).

We slept late, so no morning sex. Again, I wasn't bothered about this. So it was ST but I let her sleep in my bed. 2,000 be.

2 months ago, I signed up with [URL]Thaicupid.com[/URL]. Yes, I am half-heartedly looking for a new partner, and this seemed an opportunity to dip toe in water. OMG, so many 40-something enthusiastic Thai women looking for a farang husband like me. I arranged to meet 3 attractive ones on this trip. I spent today with Paa, with whom I had already exchanged quite a lot of online chat, so we already knew each other. She sells insurance. Well, it was fun to spend the day with her. We did some touristy things express boat along the river, what Arun, what Pho etc. Unfortunately it was a public holiday, so boats and temples packed. But the benefit was we got to see a really beautiful dancing ceremony at what Arun. We had dinner at the huge MK Gold in Ekkamai (thanks to Natty Bumpo for the recommendation). You cook the ingredients yourself at the table. It transpired that Paa once waitressed in an MK many years ago. So I let her order, cook on the table, and serve me. I was the only non-Asian there. I really enjoyed it. Paa went home from the restaurant. We held hands and stuff, but I was glad she didn't come onto me in a big way. I like her, but didn't want an ongoing relationship with her. But I agreed to meet again 3 days later.

I wandered out of the Sofitel at about midnight, wanting some action but with no plan. I had noticed that there was usually a decent freelancer or two on Sukhumvit near the Sofitel. In fact, I quickly saw a cute woman about as close as it is possible to be to the Sofitel in between the big pots with palms in, on the pavement right in front of the hotel. She told me she could give a proper massage as well as "look after me" for 1,500 be. I love massage, she seemed nice, so it was a no-brainier. Her name was Pin, 33 years old but of course looks younger. See photo. It transpired she works in a legit massage place in Soi 80-something from 11 am to 11 pm, then some nights tries her luck here. She gave me an hour of Thai massage, really good, then lots of kissing, BBBJ, great HJ finish, and general GFE-ness. Perfection, everything I want. I really liked her. Exchanged Line addresses. I put 2000 be in her handbag.

[QUOTE=JRoberto;1697060]I'm 60 years old, fit, healthy and slim, but I do have an unfortunate problem. No problem with getting turned on / staying hard, but I now find it difficult to finish, and impossible in a condom. .[/QUOTE]Thanks for you reports thus far. I am about the same as you. Just turned 60, reasonably fit, slender, healthy and single. I can get / stay hard with stimulation, though I can finish in a condom, especially using one of the super thin Japanese condoms (though if you are well endowed, they may feel tight). However, after a few releases over a few days, I do need additional stimulation. Actually, I have never been in a situation where daily sex was available to me for a week or two, so I really don't know how I might perform.

Anyway, I have the opportunity to visit Thailand for a maybe 2 1/2 weeks in late April, to celebrate my 60th. (I am single.) If I go, I hope to get down to Phuket for a few days and possibly over to Pattaya. I am not the big city type and think I will tire of BKK within a week. Landscape photography is one of my hobbies, so I hope to maybe hire a couple of girls to show me around.

But hope you have a great time! Keep the reports coming.

It's always good to find things as you left them. Returning from Pattaya, after checking into the airport hotel I headed for town with several missions: Get a load for my SIM that will last for at least ten months, exchange some dollars to give me my starter money for the next trip, get snacks for my horrific economy trip back across the pond, and have one last glorious, mind blowing sexual encounter.

SIM: Check.

Cash: Check.

Food: Check.

Sex: Hey, three out of four ain't bad!

Bull! SIM cards can be repurchased. Money can be changed next trip. My left arm would be a perfectly adequate snack if worse came to worst. But blowing my last chance of sex with another human before I went to the Land That Sex Forgot is a tragedy that ranks up there with the disco craze and the Titanic, though the latter involved that lucky bastard Dicaprio getting killed, which moves me up one rung on the ladder of The Guy Who Gets To Screw The Supermodels. By my best estimate after a few more billion guys die I'm in the top billion. So many guys, so few ocean liners.

My plan was simple: Get the SIM loaded at the AIS place in Terminal 21 (I wanted to talk to someone to ensure it would be good long enough, so 7-11 was out), then use the phone to find out if Bell, she of the bionic rim job, was working at Cherry. If not, I was off to Som's. To cut to the chase, I ended up with the same chubby I had at my failed effort last visit. Yep, things were just as I left them. Obviously remembering her last failure she went all out, shedding the top early, which really didn't help. Yes, they are big. So are cow udders. I personally am not sexually attracted to most bovines. A bit of shape is important. There was a brief improvement when she had me lie flat on the couch and sort of did a tittty-f*ck, more like a titty-jack. When you can't see them they feel wonderfully soft if you really concentrate on not remembering. Right after the near ecstasy came the agony. The pendulous pods were moved north, dragging across my face. I was offered nipples that looked like they had served most of the population of Thailand. Whatever hope of victory I had had was dragged away. I will remember for the next months, then the memory will fade, occasionally revived when I see a fat chick or a cow, and Bangkok will again become the land of smiles and PSE.

Just for spite I'll close on a really unrelated topic, little boys sticking digits in dyk. I mean dikes. Twelve hours after bidding adieu to Miss Piggy I was winging my way home. But the trip had one more experience of note, an experience so bizarre that I felt it must be shared. You may have noted that the bar for things that must be shared is pretty low in my writing, maybe even on the ground, but this bit of literally toilet humor almost had me laughing even while in the throes of a major crisis. I was at the KAL business / first class lounge at Narita. Not terribly long before my boarding time I went to the restroom for a last chance to void my bowels. They have those bidet-seat things on the toilets. I've never used one but always like the little sink sprayers by Asian toilets, so I figured I'd give it a whirl.

I looked at the control panel beside me. It appeared to have come out of a space shuttle. There were probably ten or twelve buttons with various icons and Japanese hieroglyphics on them. I identified what I assumed was the front-wash, presumably for women or guys with really smelly balls, and two different back washes. One looked more like a shotgun blast, the other more of a sniper shot. I decided to get shot by the sniper. I pressed it. There were noises, but nothing seemed to happen. So I released it. Noises grew in intensity. The center of the control panel briefly illuminated and I saw 1:02 before it went dark. So, if the fountain ever started, I was going to get a one minute hosing off.

The fountain started. It felt like what I imagine you could get at the Eden Club for a lot less than that seat cost, though I doubt most girls would last the standard 1:02. But, of course, you have two girls, so.

Sorry, let's get back to Tokyo, and fast. So there I sat, rather enjoying my one minute sampler of that fetish, moving this way and that, chuckling to myself about some poor guy, already late for his flight, being forced to wait another minute. A fun excuse to give your boss, wife, copilot, or whomever. It's not like you can stand up and leave: That thing will chase you out of the stall like a (very) miniature police water cannon. No, your job for that minute is essentially that of the little Dutch boy with his finger in the dike, except that you use your butt and it isn't plugging a homonym for a butch lesbian. You remove your ass and the bathroom floods. Very slowly.

Yes, it was all fun and games until the minute was clearly over and I was still saving mankind from the biblical deluge. I stared at the control. The stall was gloomy so the icons were hard to decipher and the timer illegible without the backlight. Was it an on-off thing? Did I press the same button again to stop the geyser? Or would that just reset the timer? Would it shut off if weight were removed from the seat? What would a ball washing feel like?

Finally, I steeled my nerve and pressed the button again. The flow continued, but the backlight lit again momentarily, showing 1:05. Holy crap! I HAD reset the timer, with an extra three seconds this time! Wait. What time was it, anyway? My watch showed 1:05. It was just a damned clock. It wasn't a timer, so it must have an off switch. Carefully avoiding the ball wash I tentatively pressed a few buttons. Many exciting things happened in the vicinity of my anus, but they all involved a continued stream of water. It pulsed. It aimed high, it aimed low, it increased intensity, it decreased intensity. For all I know it changed colors. I may have a green butthole right now. This was Japan: I may have Hello Kitty painted on it.

Eventually I spotted a button with a red symbol. It could mean "off"; it could mean "boil". Either way I was going to get off that toilet after I pressed it: The equivalent of "sink or swim", but with the possibility of a guy dashing out of a stall with his pants around his ankles, hands gripping his butt crack with Hello Kitty peeking out between the fingers.

The flow diminished, then stopped. I shot off the thing before it could change its mind: If I had pressed some sort of delay button I planned to be long gone, leaving some poor guy to get shot in the face, maybe with boiling water, as he entered the stall. These sorts of events are not tabulated in the "Air Travel Is The Safest" statistics, I think.

Hi, I will be able to stay for 10 days in May in BKK, and do not see any mention of places specializing in flat chest girls, are they such place available? Sorry for the farang beginner question.

Diary of a week in BKK – Day 4.

Went to Nataree mid afternoon. Huge selection of mostly decent young girls, maybe 30-40, what a sight, and more there when I left. I asked the papasan which girls were ok with kissing. He said some, which one do you want, and I will ask her. I pointed to a sweet looking one. Uber-cute. He spoke to her, and indicated positively. She was in the cheapest category of 2,600. Her name was also Fern. Unfortunately, a bad choice! She was limp and inexperienced. Oh, and she wouldn't kiss, except for brushing of lips. Hey ho, never believe a papasan? Not a word of English. I have virtually no Thai, but I can count, so established she was yee-sib (20). She was gentle and caring and sweet, but didn't turn me on much. We went through the usual routine, bath / CBJ / sex / hand, but I was fairly sure I wouldn't finish, so I brought things to a close prematurely. I thought I would save myself for later. My room was good quality, large with a large bath – don't understand the comments about crap rooms here? Memo to self: go for the older (25+), less innocent looking ones.

In the evening, I went to Baccara in Soi Cowboy. From what I'the read, I didn't think I would like go-gos, due to the aggressive pushiness, etc. But I knew I had to see at least one. Wow – what a spectacle! Plenty of decent girls, although not that many seem to meet my eyes when I stared at them. And I didn't find it particularly aggressive. After an hour or so of just sipping my beer on my own, I started to lock eyes with a petite girl with short hair, somewhat Japanese looking. Offered her a drink. Her name was Ben. We went through the usual chit chat, she felt me up, kissed etc. After a bit I agreed to go with her. She went to change, she looked great in her regular clothes. Cab back to hotel, which of course took far longer than walking (but she had heels on.). Usual routine. A struggle to finish, so I decided to finish myself. With her body pressed against me, hands all over me, and her mouth locked onto mine, it was no problem, actually the most intense ending of the whole trip. 2,500 be. She went back to the bar.

I walked out of the hotel for some fresh air. Almost the first person I saw was Pin! Really pleased to see her again. No sex thank you, but I'll give you 1,000 for just a massage. (Yes, I know, I know, that's a ridiculous amount for a massage in BKK, but I really wanted to spend some time with her). Another great massage on my bed, followed by kissing, cuddling, chatting.

I wasn't tired and fancied a beer, so I said I was going to the bar next door. Her friend was outside (no customer) so I bought them both a drink. I wish I could have bottled that moment – the temperature at 1 am is lovely, nice cold beer, balcony view of the Thermae entrance with girls tottering out on their heels, her friend was a laugh, and above all Pin was being very GF-like. OMG I'm in love!

Diary of a week in BKK Day 5.

Met two Thaicupid women today. The first was very pleasant and attractive, middle class, reasonable English. Nice chat in Sofitel lobby then good buffet lunch in Japanese restaurant in Terminal 21,3 hours altogether. Later in the day, I get a battery of Line massages from her. You are the one for me, I want to spend my life with you etc etc. WTF?

In the evening, I did meet someone whom I could imagine spending my life with. Very good English, executive job (incl trips to the UK), own house, interesting, funny, attractive. We ate on the top floor of the Sofitel. Of course very expensive by Thai (but not London) standards, but a unique and interesting experience (the whole floor is mocked up as if it's an apartment). Great place for an up-market dinner date.

After that, ready for some action. Pin had messaged me to say she was tired and had gone home. I didn't want to go too far, so I went to the Thermae. Incredible sight, a pure cattle market! Mostly Asian blokes, and at least 50 girls. I spent quite a long time in there (mostly trying not to let my jaw drop 555). Eventually I settled on a nice looking girl-next-door type in a floral dress (ie not tarty enough to cause embarrassment in the Sofitel lobby 555). She didn't lock eyes easily, but I beckoned her over anyway, asked her if she would go with me. Price 2,500. I indicated too much, but she didn't seem very interested in negotiating or in me for that matter, so I thought this isn't going to work and moved on. I decided to look for another local freelancer outside.

I met Mai in the street. She was obviously not young, but seemed quite pretty and was very friendly. She only wanted 1,000. Disaster!! She was MUCH older than I thought from first sight in the dark street. When I saw her in the bright lights of my room, without clothes, I should have paid her off and gone out for someone else. But I decided to go through with it. To be fair, her BBBJ technique was the best I had all week, and I might have finished if she hadn't stopped. I really couldn't face sex, so we tried a bit of eyes-closed HJ to finish, but my heart wasn't in it. Hey ho the bigger the mistake, the greater the lesson learnt 555. Memo to self: don't be afraid to bail out at any stage; and take much more care choosing especially in a dark street.

Hi,

Just a quick question regarding dating. Which is the most reliable app / site in your opinion?

I have been reading about thaicupid or thaifriendly as good choices. But I think I also read about an app a while ago in here. Sort of a chat setup, as far as I can recall (just can't seem to find it as I'm tracking back in the treads).

T

Diary of a week in BKK Day 6.

Spent the daytime with Paa again (see Day 3). She took me to the Yaowarat temple, where there is a huge solid gold Buddha. Impressive. In the afternoon, we swam in the pool. She started to ask difficult questions about whether I was "serious" with her. I said sorry, no, communication was too difficult to have a proper relationship. I took her to an ice cream parlour, then said goodbye at the MRT.

I went to Shark in Soi Cowboy. A smaller version of Baccara. I preferred the more intimate environment, and the girls seemed more friendly. A girl came and sat next to me, can't remember name. Not my type, plus she had fish sauce breath, but I was happy to be asked the usual questions, and I bought her a drink. This led to lots of feeling up both ways, pleasant enough. Eventually though, I just told her I wasn't going to go with her, and she was gracious about that. Instead I fixed eyes on another girl, much more appealing to me. Again, can't remember name. I bought her a drink. In fact, 3 drinks, one in between each dance. She was a lot of fun, and I was getting really turned on by all the cuddling, feeling up, kissing. Plus the erotic dancing that she directed at me. I kept saying "maybe" in response to her inevitable question. Eventually she got 2-3 girls to surround me and chant "pay bar, pay bar. " I said "maybe" and she went off to dance again. I was completely torn. I really wanted to go with this girl, but Pin (see Day 3) had also messaged me to say she was coming to the Sofitel again. What a decision! In the end, after last night's disaster, I decided that Pin would guarantee me great extended service again, no risk, whereas there was the risk the Shark girl would go through the routine quickly and bail out. So I paid up where she couldn't see me (what a coward! And slunk away, feeling rather guilty.

Had another lovely repeat session with Pin. As I was still horny from the Shark girl, this time I wanted the sex first and the massage after. But I still regret not having a session with the Shark girl. Ah well, lucky to be so spoilt for choice.

Diary of a week in BKK Day 7.

I went to EZ 1 Massage mid afternoon. A year ago, I had managed to grab an hour there, when in BKK with my then partner. I had seen Gift, and had a fantastic session with her. I had emailed EZ a few days before to see if she was still there. She is sometimes, but need to make a booking. I didn't get around to making a booking, and really regretted it. There were 6 in the mediocre line up. The sexiest looking one had just said goodbye to a customer, so I decided not her. But the one I chose was cute enough. Her name was Yuki, and she was half Japanese half Thai. Nice girl, although very little English. We went through the oily routine. Somehow, I couldn't get particularly excited, and I didn't finish. Maybe I had BKK-fatigue by this point! So I asked her for kiss and cuddle, and she was really great, the best kissing session I had the whole trip. Pokey room, compared badly with eg La Belle / Nataree. 2200 be for 90 minutes.

In the evening, I decided I should see Nana. Well, I definitely prefer Soi Cowboy. Nana just seemed too much like a giant seedy brothel. Anyway, after a tour around, and being pawed by ladyboys, I went into Rainbow 4. Before long, a girl sat next to me, her name was Meow. Not bad looking, although rather silly voice (in keeping with her name 555). I bought her a drink, and we had the usual feeling up, grinding, kissing, very pleasant. But I didn't feel like going with her, so I told her I wasn't in the mood, and she was gracious about it. I left.

Pin had messaged to say she was tired and not coming tonight. I walked into the Biergarten, but M wasn't there, and no one caught my eye. So I wandered up Soi 11, and decided to have a look in Climax. Quite a few girls in there, although it was very dark, so difficult to see. One or two smiled at me, but I didn't have the courage / desire to open a conversation / buy a drink, especially as the music was so loud. The waitresses were friendly though. I enjoyed the band for a while. Now it was past midnight.

I decided to walk to Shark in Soi Cowboy to see if my girl from last night was still there. But on the way I walked through the massage alley between Soi 11-13. A really cute, tiny brown girl beckoned me into her parlour. A massage with her suddenly seemed really appealing 555. Her name was Pat. I had an hour's decent oil massage, at the end she teased around my groin for a long period. (This has happened to me before in BKK in a regular massage place, as if they are trying to get you off without actually touching it.) Massively turned on. Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore and pointed down there. Explosive HJ. Nice finish to the trip. I gave her 1000 baht in total.