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I agreed on 900thb for a short time session with a TIT fuck special and blowie etc I have no idea of the name but she done a great job as before I noticed the Spurs V United game was playing so I decided to blow my load so I could watch the second half with a San Minguel lite… Only in LOS is that sort of SHIT possible.

LOVE IT!!!!!!

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This comment from BackdoorSpecialist struck a cord with me, and no doubt a lot of you guys will appreciate it also. I am sure we have all done something in Los, and whether it was still in progress or just finished, laughed to ourselves and thought "Only in Los"

One memory that always brings a content smile of nostalgia to me happend a few year back now. There was one LB, who I really fancied from the internet, something that does not happen much these days. Anyway when I finally made it to Patts, she was the one on my hit list but she always elusive.

One evening about a year later I was chatting to a guy in La Bamba, and he mentioned he had her mobile, and maybe it still worked. I saved it and put my phone away, I had other plans that night.

A few nights later, under the affulence of incohol I was purchasing my nightly friend chicken on Pattaya Tai before heading back to my room. As I approached my place, I remembered the mobile number and thought, damn might as well see if it still works. It did.

She was surprised I had called her, it was about 3 am, but agreed to come to the room. Great I though, and hit the nearby Family to stock the fridge while I awaited her arrival.

I had sorta got the obsession out of my system, but it was great to finally scratch this particular itch. So there I was, perched up on my bed, leg of friend chicken in one hand, a cold Singha in the other, watching the music channel while this fantasy quest of mine blew me off like it was an every day occurrence, which it probably was for her, only in Los eh.

So what made you guys say the same?

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For me it's nothing really that special...just the normal stuff, like a gorgeous lady saying to me "darling, sit on my cock, I want to watch you cum on me".

This never happens to me at home. Only in LOS

If you consider that the norm, you have been in Patts too long Rocky. :rolleye0012:

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Together one night we were both standing naked looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows observing the Bangkok skyline. Above the buildings was a beautiful full moon. I commented at how gorgeous it was and my companion looked at me and said "you no have moon in your country?". I smiled and replied that yes we did, but somehow, right now, it just seemed more beautiful in Thailand.

Only in LOS

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I spent a night in the sticks one time with a filly whose brother was a mahout. The noise from his charge, a bloody fully grown elephas maximus keep old Vee distracted from the job in hand all night. The cheeky bugger even managed to get his trunk in through the window at one stage and kissed the LBs ass. Only in Los indeed.

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I was in Roxy bar soi 6, the bar was closing and I couldn't decide which of the 5 girls to take home. I had exactly 2000 baht in my pocket and I put it on the bar and asked Mamasan if I could fuck all the girls.

She just said no problem, brought down the shutters and I fucked the five of them, one after another in the bar.

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you know what i mean sam.....getting a J.Arthur off the lb who was looking after the place.The story is a bit more interesting than that,but i cant tell it on here.

I had the pleasure of giving a little filly an J Arthur (chak wow, wank) herself one fine afternoon in an open bar on Soi VC. Underneath the table my furious fist worked away while innocent middle eastern gents strolled by. She even supplied a wipe for my hand, very thoughtful of her I thought. Then off I skipped on my merry way to see what other mischief I could uncover in that shirt lifting, pillow biting part of town.

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Only in LOS ..... all I need to say is 'TRIPLE X BAR' :yahoo: . What a great shame that bar was directly opposite where Central Festival Mall was built, and therefore was shut down by order of the mayor.

That was in the days before I morphed into a lightweight!

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  • 2 weeks later...

After a session today I'll never forget, I was thinking, as is often my wont, to take it easy tonight and pick up some eats for home, despite the allure of running around Nana with FM and BDS...

Where I grew up, we drove to the supermarket, loaded up on groceries for the week and went home. Here in Asia, there's a premium on freshness, and a general heightened appreciation for the daily food shopping.

Living in Japan, perhaps the most rigid and demanding food culture in the world, I learned to not only do, but appreciate the daily visit to the market.

Here in LOS I try to time my visits to the local food market (a different one from Japan altogether) to that magical time known as dusk, when Day Guy passes the baton to Night Guy, and anything seems possible, and when all the girls of the night are headed out all gussied up...

So it was tonight, as I headed out, spent, after an unforgettable tryst and just wanting a bite and a quiet evening.

I leave my building, round the corner, and now with a perspective down the driveway, I see only one other person, backlit, but with the hair flip and exaggerated sashay of an obvious ladyboy coming towards me.

I'm coming to near the end of my lease in this place, and frankly I've been disappointed that I didn't get into more funny business while I was here. The only thing even worthwhile mentioning was one long freebie from a less than attractive freelancer several months ago, who was only there for a bit, house-sitting her friend's place while she was traveling with sponsor.

So, I pass this girl, on the opposite side of the street, and she looks at me and says, "Hi, Farangbah!"

I suck with names, but I'm a marksman when it comes to facial recognition. And she most certainly didn't register.

The whole standing in the street, pointing and postering thing later, it turns out she's the girl with the sponsor who was out on holiday. "How did you know it was me?" I ask.

"My friend send me photo (didn't remember that happening, the photo). But she do bad to me, we not friend now. I have your number (produces it). Can call you?"

I'm thinking, hmmm... She's not remotely my type, but a free revenge-fuck, without having to leave my building complex might be nice...

But then she says, "But I not same like her. Not have cock..."

So, I ask you, fellas... Would you take a random freebie from the postie next-door that's not your type, just for the hell of it...?

Only in LOS...

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NO!!! Stand you ground!

Buy a seedless watermelon instead and heat to 23 degrees Celius prior to entry. I realize the watermelon isn't free but surely you can spring for it given you can either let it go or use it again in the morning without grief.

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[Please forgive the length of this post -- but after posting the above, just couldn't resist…]

So, I make the above post, and dig into my whole grilled fish with relish (the sensation, not the condiment. but that was there too). And about five minutes later the SMS's start rolling in... "Can I eat you now?" etc, etc...

Now, I'm still basking in the glow of what was without question one of the most thrilling trysts of my life, with someone who is as physically attractive, for my personal lusts, as is humanly possible, something out of a dream. And moments later, now here is the complete polar opposite, a full-figured, big-boobed post-op, not out of a dream, but literally the girl next-door.

But as a wise man recently said, "Life is too short -- take happiness where you can find it -- you only pass this way once!" What, really, did I have to lose? So me and my battle-worn soldier march across the street.

Ring the bell for room 69 (a good sign, in more ways than one -- OH!). I love it when a girl puts on her heels to answer the door, displaying her full regalia, a female version of peacocking. So, I was immediately charmed. (and the shoes came off before the door was closed...)

And what regalia it was! What seemingly minutes ago was a girl in sandals with mussed hair, is now standing before me with hair all done up, in a strapless, hip-hugging dress, glitter on the cleavage, long fingernail extensions with rhinestone Union Jacks on them (Number One Sponsor is, obviously, a Brit, and she an anglophile, apparently slumming it this evening...). It's just too surreal not to smile.

What's even more surreal is, here I am, in another apartment, one with the exact dimensions, layout and furniture as mine, one I've actually been in before -- the only one -- an LOS lifetime ago, also messing around with a ladyboy, but a different one with no penis, but reenacting all the same activities in all the same places around the room. Only in LOS...

And so it went, we were kissing within three minutes. Full-lipped (full-everything-ed, save one), she's a luscious kisser, and my soldier immediately showed signs of "amassing" at her border (heretofore I had no idea how he was gonna react).

Quick background: Only ever been with one postie, that I know of, accidentally, and in the early days. And still opted to go backdoor. So, I'm an SRS virgin.

Then she stands me up, drops my drawers and proceeds to impale her head on my sword. I haven't received much deepthroating in my life, like my friend, erm, Deepthroat, nor specifically sought it out or even thought about it that much. But color me a fan! Fucking somebody's throat is great work if you can get it. Wow, that was awesome.

Clothes are off and she's dragging me to the bedroom. I'm following what looks to be a natural, chocolate, round booty. I'm getting more excited by the second, but there's still "the moment of truth" to come...

She pulls me down on top of her and she's so curvy and bodacious (she actually knew that word. Find me another Thai that knows the word "bodacious"...). Other than the boobs, I think it was all-natural. And what boobs they were! Not silicone, but whatever that top-shelf stuff is, I think the girls just say "gel" or "jelly". Haven't had fun playing with big boobs like that in a while.

But then she starts to push my head down and I freeze. It started to resemble a moment like when you've got a dog on a leash that doesn't want to move, it's straining against the force and pretending not to notice. I think I might have even said something like, "What do I do with it?" or something equally ridiculous.

She shows mercy on me and flips me over and starts up more of this spectacular phenomenon known as deepthroating. Eventually, out comes the condom and she starts riding me. Nothing terribly unusual in the sensation to report thus far, but just maybe harder, like a firm hand around it, with some sort of softer relaxed opening further in, like after your cupped fingers have passed over it, if that makes any sense, or like a tunnel with a cave at the end or something.

Then she pulls me on top of her and I start fucking her in earnest. And I'm really digging the feel of this curvaceous chocolate body beneath me. And that's when it happened... a new sexual dimension I had never experienced before. As I'm writing now, it's been less than twelve hours since this happened, most of which was spent sleeping, so I don't know if I can put it into words properly, but...

Here I am fucking a boy that's now a girl but still at least partially a boy that's doing the most womanly of things: being on the receiving end of man-to-woman vaginal intercourse, and giving herself up wholly to it, getting fucked by a boy that she's presumably attracted to, and letting herself go in that moment.

And the look that she gave me, of fulfillment or validation or something, was such a rush that I got so hard and more into it than I ever imagined. And rarely has a sexual partner, be it lady or ladyboy, been so appreciative of my ministrations.

She scrubbed me up, sent me on my way, and told me to cum back anytime. And I do believe I will. I don't think I'll be giving up genetic vagina or cock anytime soon, but I definitely have a new deviance to pile on the heap!

Thanks to the post-op next-door. Just another night in the neighborhood. Only in LOS...

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Very entertaining read FB, I am with you when you said ""What do I do with it?" or something equally ridiculous." as I had a similar experience once, but said it to myself as I approached the man made cavern. My mind was telling me I was licking a wound, not a pleasant thought sad to say, and I just went through the motions and got out of there asap. A reluctant puppy indeed.

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Great story FB,jeez I wish I was young hansum man ........freebies are just the best.....I once got free sex of a mamasan in a LB bar.....she came up to me in said bar and said "i like you,I want to come round to your place tonight and fuck you"

Believe me,that would only happen to me in Los.I of course accepted her gracious offer ,being the gentleman I am.

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Here I am fucking a boy that's now a girl but still at least partially a boy that's doing the most womanly of things: being on the receiving end of man-to-woman vaginal intercourse, and giving herself up wholly to it, getting fucked by a boy that she's presumably attracted to, and letting herself go in that moment.

And the look that she gave me, of fulfillment or validation or something, was such a rush that I got so hard and more into it than I ever imagined. And rarely has a sexual partner, be it lady or ladyboy, been so appreciative of my ministrations.

Sheer poetry dear boy ! Good to see another (partial) convert to the post op cause .

Were you by any chance wearing your lucky trousers when you met her ?

You know the ones the three quarter length slightly flared pantaloons worn with flip flops , the laaaaaydeeees can't resist that combo .

If so get me a pair for my next trip , shocking pink 30" waist I'll square you up when we meet .

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a new sexual dimension I had never experienced before.

And the look that she gave me, of fulfillment or validation or something, was such a rush that I got so hard and more into it than I ever imagined. And rarely has a sexual partner, be it lady or ladyboy, been so appreciative of my ministrations.

Thanks to the post-op next-door. Just another night in the neighborhood. Only in LOS...

Way to go FB! :happy0064:

Always nice when the girl next door used to be a boy! :biggrin:

Seems like a sexual awakening for both of you!

Another day in the LOS! :flirt2:

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Great story FB,jeez I wish I was young hansum man ........freebies are just the best.....I once got free sex of a mamasan in a LB bar.....she came up to me in said bar and said "i like you,I want to come round to your place tonight and fuck you"

Believe me,that would only happen to me in Los.I of course accepted her gracious offer ,being the gentleman I am.

Sounds like Rina of Casanova a few years back. Glass

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Sheer poetry dear boy ! Good to see another (partial) convert to the post op cause .

Were you by any chance wearing your lucky trousers when you met her ?

You know the ones the three quarter length slightly flared pantaloons worn with flip flops , the laaaaaydeeees can't resist that combo .

If so get me a pair for my next trip , shocking pink 30" waist I'll square you up when we meet .

were the famous trousers anything like this slim jim? If so,get me a pair also FB-36" waist......

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My epithany was a night last February, walking down the road back to the apartment in the warm moist air, arm draped around a beautiful ladyboy, looking at the full moon and eating fried insects....

Yep, I thought, you could say that I am getting into this life.

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