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“Where in the hell did you learn that!?”
Noom, my bar boy friend and current love of my life, giggled. “Cutomer,” he smiled, pleased with himself. And with his new skill.
“Damn, you need to get a booking with that guy again!” Noom’s, um, technique has always been good. Not great. But good. He’s always been willing to please, and even occasionally take direction. Like most regular sexual partners, we’ve both learned what the other guy likes, what really turns him on. And I’ve never had any complaints about Noom’s efforts. But damn! His new trick was a welcome addition to his repertoire.
“From you,” he said with a nod of appreciation.
That drew me up short. A lot of Thais, Noom included, have trouble with tenses. And pronouns. I’ve given up on attempting to identify whomever it is he is telling me about when he uses ‘he’ or ‘she’. Usually the she turns out to be a he and vice versa. His ‘from you’ could have been ‘for you’. But that didn’t quite seem right either.
“What do you mean from me?” I asked him.
“Internet,” he replied, waiting for me to connect the dots.
So now my question is which one of you bastards taught my boy that new trick with his tongue?
It took a few minutes and a few more questions to get the story from Noom. Seems he’s picked up a few customers who’ve hunted him down after reading this blog. Originally, he hadn’t been sure if he liked being written about on the internet. Now that that has translated to cash in his pocket, he fully approves.
“How do you know it was from my blog?” I asked him.
“Show picture,” he explained adding, “Phuket,” in case I didn’t know which he was referring to. I laughed at the idea of someone walking into the bars along Soi Twilight, printed photo in hand, comparing each boy on stage to the one in the picture. I’ve never posted a clear shot of Noom’s face in my blog, but then just matching up the tats would do the trick.
“Where’s my cut?”
Noom laughed and nodded downward. Evidently I’d just gotten my cut. And have to admit it was payment well made. I asked him if now that he was benefitting from being an ‘internet star’ was he reading my blog? He paused, deciding whether or not it was necessary to feed my ego, and then realizing my ego really needs no outside assistance, owned up. And offered an explanation.
“About me. Not enough.”
Well, yeah, he had a point. His stories only come up every week or so. If they were daily posts, I’m sure he’d be an avid reader. So would a lot of others. But most of my posts I can whip out in five or ten minutes only after spending countless hours in deep concentration, research, and rewrites. Stories about Noom take a bit longer. I owe it to him to get it right. Plus whatever event popped into my mind to write about brings back a lot of pleasant memories, so there’s lots of daydreaming involved in writing those posts too.
I’d never considered, though, that anyone would want to flesh those stories out by meeting him in the flesh. And spend an evening enjoying his flesh, to boot. It kinda boggles the mind that an American living in the States writing about his part-time relationship with a bar boy in Thailand could prompt someone from another country to drop into Bangkok to spend an evening with him. The reach of the internet is amazing. But does that make me an internet pimp? Even if I only get paid in trade?
I greatly appreciate those readers who take the time to comment on my posts. Especially those who do frequently. I blog, therefore I am: maybe. But blogging can often be a case of a tree falling in the forest. So it’s nice, via comments, to know someone heard. I consider comments submitted as a small ‘thanks’ for my blogging efforts. Offing my bar boy friend then, has to be a standing ovation.
“I think you should write a story for my blog.”
“Why?”
“’Cuz guys would enjoy hearing your side. They’d be interested in your story.”
Noom thought about it for a minute. He’s churning over possible future careers these days, maybe being a blogger would be a good choice.
“Not my job,” he concluded.
So I guess not. But I gave it another try.
“I think maybe you’d get even more customers,” I told him.
“No money on internet,” Noom replied, summing up the basic fault with that idea. “Need booking.”
So on your next trip to Bangkok, my boy needs your business. But if you can’t teach him a new trick I’ll enjoy, drop me a note. I’ll give you my PayPal info. I still deserve my cut.
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Cees-Holland said:
Not sure if your stories are fictional or not, none the less they are part of my daily wake-up routine for a long time now.
Thanks for that. 😉
dropdeadguys said:
Thanks Cees!
Appreciate your taking the time to comment.
I should probably take the easy way out and say these tales are all fictional, but even my imagination isn’t that good.
🙂
John said:
Man, I’m honestly glad you posted this. After reading all of your stories about Noom and seeing the few pictures you’ve posted of him, it had occurred to me that I might like to engage his services when I finally get to Bankok. But after reading your stories about him, I felt unsure about the idea. It’s obvious to me that he’s not just some bar boi to you. You describe him as “the current love of [your] life,” and I can tell that’s not entirely in jest. So although he looks very hot, and your posts make him sound even more enticing, I felt that booking him would be poaching on another man’s turf in some sense.
Now, though, if I make it to Thailand, and he’s available, I fully intend to look him up. I feel like you’ve given your permission. I know that sounds a little weird, but had I gone to Bangkok, sought him out, and offed him “behind your back,” I’d have felt dishonorable. With this, I feel I can do it with a clear conscience.
Tell your boi that you’ve lined up yet another prospective customer. 😉
dropdeadguys said:
Noom will be thrilled with the business, John.
And I’ll hate your guts.
Kidding.
You are right. The ‘current love of my life’ is only partially in jest. He is more than just a bar boi to me.
But he is a bar boi. I’m realistic about how he makes his living.
And love him enough to hope he gets lots of business.
My option, if that bothered me, would be to pay for his upkeep and take him away from the bar world.
Nice dream, but mooching off a farang instead of earning his own living is not a respectable life.
He’d be no happier than I would with that.
So feel free to book him.
But I do have to compliment your on your values for feeling that would have been wrong.
You’re a good man John. And I hope you have a wonderful time!
John said:
Well, I kind of owe you one. You’ve given me a wealth of information about Thailand, as well as providing interesting reading. Plus, you introduced me to Jonathan Mack (aka Guttersnipe Das), who has already become a favorite of mine.
Besides, if there’s one thing the gay world does not need more of, it’s men who feel at liberty to take liberties with another man’s man. And no matter what it is Noom does for a living, that doesn’t make him mean any less to you. He is, in some way, yours. At least in your heart.
So whenever it is I get to Thailand, I will be appropriately respectful. It would be nice to meet Noom and see for myself what all the fuss is about. But if I do, it will be with the knowledge that he already has someone special. I will be just some other client, not even an “amour passager.” It’s clear that he belongs to you, and I think he knows it.
Who knows? I may stop by Hot Male not to book him, but just to tell him hello and let him know he’s “famous” because of your blog. It might bring a smile to his face to know that he has fans in the blogosphere who are following his exploits.
dropdeadguys said:
Thanks John.
But trust me, he’d prefer the cash.
🙂
John said:
Well, since you put it that way, I guess I’ll have to ensure that he makes a few extra baht when I’m there. 😀
dropdeadguys said:
Right, buddy. Just don’t forget to send me my cut.
🙂
jahnnie said:
I 2nd John. I don’t feel like carrying a photo of tattoos and going through the bars! Your blog made thailand less daunting.
dropdeadguys said:
Mahalos jahnnie.
And I know you had a good time!
🙂
jahnnie said:
Shucks, i haven’t been to thailand yet, but you make it look manageable to visit. i always have fun in my native country that once i am i am there, i forget my desire to explore the rest of SE Asia. but i like the variety of things you write about that area .
dropdeadguys said:
I thought you’d visited already jahnnie. Damn you’re goona have a fine time when you get off yoour ass and hit town!