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Yes, a master at his craft alright. How long the Showtime trip this time, Bb?

Many thanks for that PD, and for the map. I'll take you up on the offer. Hope you're around. It looks like I'll be in town lateish Nov or earliest Dec - if all goes well with my current house moving. That is, about a month from now. I plan to stay through to the GOTC on 3 Feb at least, although I'll probably go down to Phuket for a short visit in January.

Thanks Sam, I hope you guys do buy it.

I know so little about Jomtien. Is S&S anywhere near Sally's?

My run of bad luck continues. In this phase of my life I seem to have taken on, unwanted I can assure you, something of a divining rod for finding things to go wrong. I have been planning my next Thai trip for quite some time, including, following all the good oil on the forum from lots of good guys, about Corner Bar. O I thinks, I'll just fix up a place within walking distance to Corner Bar, then I'll be set. Femboys galore in the Sunee area, close to Walking St, easy baht bus trips up or down to soi 6 and Sally's respectively. It was all going swimmingly. Then comes this news. So it looks like I'll never get to enjoy that easy ambience so well described by you afficiandos. Maybe I'll just get to sneak in one session before the handover. We'll see. As Siam Sam might say: boo hoo.

Funny you say that Kahuna, exactly the same happens to me: if only she had a cock. Whenever I flirt with a GG, admiring lovely little titlets, brown skin, bumlets I could hold in one hand, etc., the thought seeps into my psyche: but I don't want to go in there, those holes with slime are not for me. Yes, if only she had a cock...

Well again I guess I'm the odd one out. I've craved cock since I was pubescent, and perhaps even earlier. Knew about cross-dressers and transvestites. Female impersonators they were called in my youth, ha! All my first adventures were standard gay or bi. I only discovered LBs, as we know them, existed when I was in my 30s. Dedicated to them ever since, albeit that I cannot abide big tits. Needless to say post-op is completely off the radar for me too. If they aint got what we got, I'm tellun ya boys ... Having said all that, I have been married too (to GGs obviously), and still get girls wanting me now, even as an ugly old fart with no heart for relationships or cunt (no false modesty - in Asia as you all know they want anybody with that big fat hard thing in your trousers, called your wallet). So there Coxy. I'm all over the place like a mad mamasan's poo. Lifelong cock addict, been married, still can't resist a flirt with a GG, but dedicated to LBs with tiny titlets, while any passing boy with a wink will do on a dry night.

Thank you PD, nice to be home.

Excellent thread Bb. You are such a generous & nice man. And, so skilled to boot.

That's good Larry, thanks. Now I turn to Walking St and what lays behind it, away from the beach, the bars, soi, the streets, Sunee and the like. Let's leave out straight gayboys so we don't offend some FMs, but include femboys in our LB count. How many in that maze?

Thanx Vee. Exactly right. Let's consider the entire rectangle formed by Beach Rd, Second Rd, say soi 1 at one end (is there a soi 1?) and at the other end, where? Maybe soi 13/1. Are there any other ones worthwhile further on? 14? So not counting soi 6, which has been considered, how many working LBs in that area? A few in soi 7 & 8, certainly a big bunch in 13/1, perhaps an odd freelancer on Beach Rd. Let's hear.

Looks like I started another rippingly uninteresting thread. OK, I'll play it alone, I'm not unused to that. Let's say my averages are OK, plus some more for LBs who play in places I don't know. So the eighty I guesstimated plus, let's say, another 20. So soi 6 can be said to have about 100 LBs working for pay. Yes? Hello! Anybody out there?

Well, if it is Bb, it maybe makes us Connoisseurs of Member Encounters.

I think I have an interesting question. For sure it is for me. We'll see if it is for anyone else. To get near answers I need help from old lags, old Thai hands, local expats on the ground. I want to start with soi 6, Pattaya. Then expand outwards (to the world, ha!). Now in my short visits to Sodom by Sea, and given Lucky Love's recent closure to LBs, I am aware of LB bars in soi 6 as follows: So What; Spider Girl; Hi Boss; Pook Swan; Butterfly; Soho; Full Moon; Red Light. No doubt there are more. I could venture a start by wildly guessing 10 LBs on average in each bar, so about eighty LBs for soi 6. No doubt those in the know will correct my foolish neglect of all sorts of other bars that have one or two or a few LBs, more correct numbers for certain bars, etc. Please let me hear from you. Tell me how many LBs work soi 6.

No Mate, sounds to me you got your priorities right. #1

Dream holiday pix Panicos. Obviously a place of glorious views & vistas. I envy you. (Which one of those handsome men in the pic is you?)

OK the full mouthful Connoisseurs of Ladyboy Encounters it is. But Panicos, amongst those of us in the know, we can nod and wink about CLEs, right? Nice pic BTW

Yes Hefe, I have considered Malaysia, but in my typical sloppy way have yet to follow it up. Thanx for the link. A relative of mine met up with and subsequently lived with a gayboy from Malaysia for some 15 years at the end of his life. The M lad was/is a really nice guy, as honest as the day is long and from a good family. Excellent English. As you say, it is very widely spoken there. I should get off my lazy arse and take a trip. I have been to Malaysia 3 or 4 times, all ultra-short trips on business, and as yet, remain virginal in the Malay* world of flesh. But as a wild generalisation, they are a physically attractive people for a man of my type. * I should qualify that. I mean the Malay world in country. In my GG-keen days I once fucked a Malay whore in Melbourne over two nights, and she was sensational. Skin the colour of good brandy held up to the light. Burma? Exactly like you Unc, I could not look my friends in the eye if I made to ignore that regime. But bring in some Burmese Spring or equivalent, and I'd give it a go.

As it's a bit of a mouthful - albeit a tasty one - perhaps we could adopt the acronym: CLE. Those among us who cannot stand that other vulgar term can henceforth be CLEs.

Well done by you Vee. That's exactly the kind of response I was looking for. Surely there have to be many others like that around. It's just that up to now I have never heard them reported. Thanx again.

My ex-lover, the Love at First Sight femboy ladyboy, did one nice thing for me. He taught me the value of exhibitionism as an erotic pursuit. Many mornings he would go out, naked, onto the tiny back balcony of our flat/apartment, usually under the guise of some domestic chore like setting out a rack of laundered clothes to dry in the sun, then prance about as if he was warming up for dancing school. I took to watching this with interest. I found it very erotic. When there was anyone, a bloke, a cleaning lady, whoever, at a neighbouring window, or out on one of the small balconies of a house or apartment, he would preen and pose for their benefit. Now that was really exciting. He never wanked or anything like that, just exposed his beautiful nakedness. Back home in my house after our affair went bust, I took to experimenting with it too. I found it a huge turnon. Risky, for I never knew if VNese were the type to report one to the police, or in the case of men, come over with a big hammer to sort out the offensive poofter. But so far it’s worked out OK. I have now had years of exposing myself whenever I get the chance. At home only. To neighbours and passers-by. Never when I’m out. I begin slowly if it’s a regularly occurring neighbourhood figure, caressing my topless tit in their presence. Then once they’re interested (if they’re not I cease), moving down to my shorts to rub the genital area. Then if they want more, and after some days of seeing me do this for them, I have had two neighbourhood folks, one woman aged about 45, and a very attractive boy working out with weights on a balcony of a house about 70 m away, motion with their hands: Down! Meaning I am to slip my shorts down to show them my bulging jocks. Another down gets me slipping them below my knees and beginning to knead my cock. That got both the above nodding vigorously in approval. Once I even came for the woman, which intrigued her no end. She used to laughingly hold up her fist-clenched forearm to me in the standard signal for big cock, then point inside her house – presumably referring to her husband – and hold up her pinky. But mostly it is one-off exposures for passers by, or some chance encounter. Like the other night, about midnight, one of these fluoro orange garbed street sweeping women, fat and forty, took time out to squat and piss between two piles of bricks at a construction site over the road from my house. She thought herself hidden. Then halfway through her golden stream she looked up and there I am at my bedroom glass door, light on, jerking myself. I couldn’t see in the street gloom her facial reaction, but as she returned to her broom she did not take her eyes off me for a nanosecond. All good fun. I wonder if there are other LBs who, like my erstwhile lover, get off on doing this in private. In the bars we know they do it all the time. But I mean at home, alone, recreationally for the benefit of passers-by or neighbours.

Some more pix of subincision:

Thanx to PDogg and to Lung for the helpful comments. Whoo nose where a wanton vagabond is gunna end up? O woe is me...

As an old fart with some deficiencies and probably not that many years to live, I give a lot of thought to sexuality, and how can one as a geriatric faggot, LB addicketed lover, maximise what physical enjoyment remains? Certainly not by sitting at keyboard wanking over images or naughty chat. Hence my imminent move out of VN. The government and other social forces have just made it far too sexuallly uninteresting here now for a man of my type. But while I am totally mystified by this keyboard virtual reality popularity (how, I ask you, can you have a virtual root?), I am not without interest in what I can do for myself. I am thinking about getting subincised. Just for some pain and self-satisfaction. See image below: It entails a cut on the ventral side of the penile shaft, from the proximal (nearest) edge of the glans (head) or from the near edge of the eye itself to as far down the shaft as you're willing to go. It then means you piss and cum in golden shafts and hearty globs from halfway (or whatever) up your shaft rather than through your eye. Until the christian do-gooders of colonialism got involved, this was widely practised in Indigenous Australia, Africa, South America and the Pacific islands. The one anthropologist who talked to me about it many years ago, told me that some old Indigenous Australian ladies he had interviewed assured him that, having husbands or lovers who had undergone subincision, they would never agree to be fucked by a man who had not had it done. The thrill would be ho-hum. For, they added, when the subincised cock explodes, because of the cut along its shaft, it flares like a cobra being tin-whistled out of its cane basket by some subcontinental guru, all flat and wide head, and gives pleasure in the cunt tract like no other ever experienced. One would hope LBs would react the same to similar effects in their rectum. But where and how does one get it done in modern times Chaplin?

Big Brother The State intrudes into people's private business. VN, which is about the most foreigner unfriendly State you could find in the region, goes nowhere near that sort of behaviour. In the 7+ years I've lived here I've never been asked about income or set any money conditions at all. Fancy the Thais making the VNese look user friendly. Goodness. Change it to Land of Scowls. Looks like I'll be searching for somewhere else to live.