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18 Monday Feb 2013
Posted It's A Gay World, Monday Muscle
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17 Sunday Feb 2013
Posted It's A Gay World, Stay In Bed Sundays
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16 Saturday Feb 2013
Posted End of the Week, It's A Gay World
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This not too extensive blog by a farang on all things having to do with hooking up and getting off while in Thailand includes a handy Gay Thai Slang for On-Line Chatting guide, though using a thousand baht note as your profile photo negates the need for further conversation.
Partially shot at a gogo bar in Chiang Mai, Lost and Found in Bangkok is a five minute long short film that took second place in the Outrage On-line Short Film Contest. Written, filmed, and directed by a young Kiwi, the movie tells the story of a young visitor to the Kingdom; it’s a tale of dreams and adventure, of love and lust, of disco and gogo boys, but most of all it is a story about belonging.
Tired of your boy du jour spending all of his time on his cell phone? Ooops. Wrong consumer, let’s try again. Want to make your boy du jour think he’s died and went to heaven? The brain trust at MisoSoupDesign has the answer, combining his two biggest passions in life: using his cell phone and food.
I tuned in to the first episode of Shahs of Sunset thinking the reality television show would be exploring the Muslim in America experience. I’d hoped since a gay cast member was being touted the show would delve into the problems of being a gay Muslim too. Wrong. That it airs on Bravo should have tipped me off. It’s a Persian version of Jersey Shore with a cast that is a bit older, a lot richer, and much more hirsute. The wealth I get, those fish must have to spend a fortune on waxing. The gay Iranian I didn’t get ‘cuz he’s ugly and whines a lot. But who cares because the he’s-metrosexual-not-gay hunk of mamma’s boy promised a future story line exploring coming out in the Persian community. Said gay in waiting, Mike Shouhed, is starting that journey with a naked spread in Playgirl and TMZ has the pictures of his photo shoot. Note to Mike: You have a chest, not titties. Quit posing like a little girl.
A few weeks ago I alerted you to an app designed to measure how manly you are. Admittedly, that’s a bit of worthless technology because most of you lie about the size of things anyway. And for most gay guys it’s not about how big you are but rather how humongous the hottie you just met might be. Well, there’s an app now for that too. The Predicktor is a calculator that attempts to predict his penis size by cross referencing trends from scientific studies with his personal stats like height and finger length and includes articles on worldwide penis length, just in case you want to see how you – or he – measures up.
Since it’s not about British food, I guess advice about dining in Thailand from the stepson of Prince Charles might be safe (though you’d hope he has better taste in food than his mum does in men). In The Heat Of The Night is a short article/photo essay about one man’s chilli moments in the Big Mango, brought to you by the UK version of GQ Magazine.
And while I’m on the subject of gruesome food (yes, that’s an English food reference), I don’t know if this place is still open, but do know it is yet another one of those Places In Thailand Jabba Has Never Heard Of.
Jay Plogman is a professional photographer based in Cincinnati, Ohio specializing in travel photography – and more importantly – the beauty of the naked male Asian. (I love that I don’t have to write anything moer than ‘naked mal Asian’ to get you guys to click on a link!)
Who says you can’t teach old dogs new tricks . . .There is hope for ancient farang sexpats in the digital world after all! It’s just going to make it more difficult for moneyboys to pick out who they will fall in love with next.
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15 Friday Feb 2013
Posted Luang Prabang, Monk Shot!, Travel Photography
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Buddhist monks have such an exotic and serene aura about them it’s no wonder that I’m attracted to them as a photographic subject. Having a thing for saffron doesn’t hurt either. Wizened old faces always grab my attention, but SE Asia’s youth bundled up in monk robes are equally of a draw. And Luang Prabang is on of the best locals for running across baby monks. Kids being kids as they are the world over, serenity isn’t part of baby monks’ charm very often, but then when one flashes a glorious smile like this, who cares?
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15 Friday Feb 2013
Posted It's A Gay World, Jocks
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First they ban skanks from flashing beaver at the Grammy’s, now it’s a no-go for wrestlers’ bulges in the Olympics. This week the powers that be voted by secret ballot to drop wrestling as a sport from the Olympics beginning with the 2020 Games. Or as Hendrik would put it, one down 24 sports to go. With banishing the sports of wrestling, the modern pentathlon, taekwondo, and field hockey to select from, the IOC went with the one that has been a part of the modern Games since their inception in 1896. And that effectively reduces the number of male bulges on display at future gams. Thank the gods they didn’t mess with the divers. Gay male fans of the Olympics are sure to be disappointed, but then maybe that’s only fair since the IOC dropped softball from the 2012 Games, thereby crushing the hopes – and interest – of legions of lesbians all over the world.
The decision has sparked a huge outcry among wrestling fans, with the MMA leading the battle. Not because Mixed Martial Arts actually has anything to do with wrestling as it is conducted as an Olympic sport, but rather because the UFC gets all the press these days. Combatants from both organizations like to think they are real macho men so maybe now that wrestling is headed off into the sunset MMA fighters will quite ruining their lines by wearing over-sized cups and start fighting in bulge-worthy VPL wrestling singlets instead. Real men go commando whenever possible. I’m already in love with Benson Henderson and a revealing uniform can only make my interest in him rise. Often. Plus it would be cool to see which part of his Filipino/African heritage is represented below the belt.
While the IOC’s decision is final, wrestling can still apply for inclusion in the Games, though the sport will have to duke it out with squash, roller skating, climbing, wakeboarding, and wushu for the wild card spot. The Olympics have already added golf and rugby to their roster for the 2016 Games in Rio de Janeiro. I can understand the outrage over the IOC’s decision to drop a sport that has been associated with the Olympics as far back as the ancient Games of Greece, but think there should be an even higher degree of outrage over their decision to not drop Russia as the host country for the 2014 Olympics in light of that country’s recent efforts to criminalize homosexuality, which I suspect is just a ploy to insure the gay boys don’t walk away with all of the gold medals in ice skating.
So in honor of that which we may soon miss, here’s a photographic salute to the mighty bulges of wrestling. Or of you want to watch the most homoerotic clip of the most bulgingly hard wrestling match not filmed for a gay porn site, click here.
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15 Friday Feb 2013
Posted iPhone Fridays, It's A Gay World
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14 Thursday Feb 2013
Posted I Fell In Love With A Bar Boy
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Noom, my bar boy friend and current love of my life, is proud of the body he’s built. And he should be. He has no problem in showing it off, which is probably a good thing since that’s the way he makes his living. Stripping naked on stage in front of a room full of horny gay men nightly can’t be a comfortable experience, regardless of how often you do so. It must help greatly to know what you are stripping down to is an enviably hot physique. Noom is comfortable in his skin. Even when that’s all he is wearing.
I enjoy watching Noom on stage. I enjoy watching him walking around his bar naked and hard. Pride of ownership isn’t limited to only the actual owner. Even more, I enjoy watching him wander about in the nude when it’s just the two of us in a hotel room. Which happens often. I’m not sure if he parades about naked because of the familiarity between us, or because he’s just indulging my passion for his body. Sometimes questions are best left unanswered. Sometimes you really shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Even when that’s not where you are staring.
As comfortable as Noom is in that state of undress, and as comfortable as he is in being naked around me, there are times when he considers the view of his body off-limits. Privacy does poke its little head out on occasion, even when his not so little head is usually on display. And I’m cool with that. It’s not that he is unduly modest, but rather that he’s appropriately discrete. The eye candy is to fuel future fantasies and dreams, stroke material for when we are thousands of miles apart anyway. And watching him use the facilities does not play into those fantasies.
Being Thai and automatically expecting others to know and do what is right, in most cases Noom relies on me to act appropriately on my own without his input. When it’s time to go, he doesn’t take any chances. Closing the bathroom door would work, but instead he announces what he will soon be up to. “Toilet,” he advises me, just in case I can’t figure it out on my own. “I go pee pee,” works too when he feels the need to specify. When no announcement is made, I’m free to assume he’s headed to the shower. And free to watch. Or join him. Getting my voyeur jones satisfied during most of the time we spend in a hotel room together, I usually opt for the latter. Noom extends the same courtesy to me, though rather than take the chance of using English I rely on a closed bathroom door to do my communicating for me.
Privacy at certain times and when certain bodily functions are involved is not something unique to our relationship. It’s not like we haven’t stood at adjoining urinals before when using pubic restrooms, though admittedly that happens infrequently because someone has to stand outside and hold his Ganesha ring for him (Ganesha is Noom’s personal god and evidently he’s a bit pee shy). But in the privacy of a hotel room, privacy takes precedence. Among a lot of couples. So you have to wonder who in the hell decided hotel room bathrooms with clear glass walls were the way to go.
I’m always looking for a new hotel in Bangkok. Usually, for several years now, I stay at Centre Point Silom. But there is a part of me that says there just might be an even better place at an even better price. Sometimes it’s more about a better location, a hotel closer to the area I plan on hitting when I’m just in town for a day or two. The first time I ran into what is basically a wall less bathroom was at Sacha’s Hotel Uno, a small boutique hotel on Sukhumvit soi 19. I liked the idea of being able to lay in bed and watch Noom take his morning shower. Fortunately, there were a set of wooden blinds on the inside of the glass wall that could be closed for more private times. I don’t know if Noom had experienced the wall less bathroom phenomenon before, but as soon as he came into the room he went into the bathroom and closed the blinds. They stayed closed throughout our stay.
When Glitz opened up on the corner by Tawan I was intrigued. It’s a great location, right in the middle of Patpong. The hotel’s rates were reasonable, and all of the red neon on its exterior seemed a perfect match for Bangkok’s red light district. Thinking that I might book a room for my next visit I went on-line to read reviews (which are not always accurate) and to check out pictures of the rooms (which are almost always not accurate). The rooms were a bit on the small side. I could live with that. The bathrooms, however, were small cubicles enclosed with partitions banded in frosted glass. And I knew Noom could not live with that.
Ditto for the Park Plaza on Sukhumvit Soi 18, a stylish hotel that gets goods reviews until someone mentions the clear glass walls of the bathrooms, though there is evidently a ‘privacy screen’ you can us to block off the view. I get that it’s a benefit for smaller hotels with small bathrooms to have walls constructed to let more light into what could otherwise by a dark and dank cubby hole. The ladies – and ladyboys – like lots of light to get their faces put on just right. Even the most masculine of Thai guys primp their asses off, so a well lit bathroom is a plus for them too. But not at the sacrifice of privacy.
I get that ‘boutique’ hotels all want to be hip and trendy too. I just don’t get who decided hip and trendy must mean guests displaying what they are up to in their rooms 24/7. There’s nothing hip about watching your boy du jour taking a dump. That’s kinky, not trendy.
On a visit to Chiang Mai we stayed once at Raming Lodge. It too is in a great location, right on Loi Kroh Road about equidistant from both the Night Bazaar and the Tha Pae Gate. It is not a hip and trendy hotel. It’s old, dark, and well-used. In our room, the wall separating the bedroom from the bathroom had a large set of wooden plantation shutters. Once again thinking how enjoyable laying in bed and watching Noom take his morning shower would be I immediately threw the shutters open wide. Noom waited until he’d unpacked his bag before closing them. Tightly. We did reach a compromise on that one, when it was appropriate. I got my show and he got his privacy when needed.
The old Montri hotel is an even better location in Chiang Mai. It’s right across from the Tha Pae Gate. I stayed there on my first visit to The Rose of the North, and have again numerous times since. They’ve upgraded over the years, moving from dowdier to dowdy. I suppose the upgrades are a positive thing, but I miss the old ceiling fans in each room made out of spare vintage army jeep parts. Noom and I have stayed there a few times, including during out first visit to Chiang Mai together. As down market as it is when we stay elsewhere he’s always a bit disappointed. Noom is big on traditions.
The hotel’s latest renovations are the biggest step they’ve taken, including rebranding the old dowager as the Hotel M in an effort to be hip and trendy. During all of the previous upgrades the bathrooms remained the same: a large closet with an open shower head that soaked the entire room. Now they’ve enclosed the showers with a glass partition. And added a glass wall to separate the bathroom from the bedroom. Like at Sacha’s Hotel Uno, there are a set of wooden blinds to close for privacy. I’ve stayed there without Noom. I don’t think he will feel quite as nostalgic about the place the next time we check-in. At least the blinds allow for some privacy. But when the wall is glass and any covering over it is opaque at best, that’s not possible.
The Starwood hotels in general and the W Hotel chain specifically have a good rep among travelers. They are clean, modern, and upscale. Unfortunately, the one that just opened in Bangkok in December is also hip and trendy. Located just steps away from the Chong Nonsi BTS station, the hotel is convenient for getting around town. Noom and I won’t be staying there. The pictures of the rooms they’ve published on-line clearly show they’ve gone with the hip and trendy wall less bathroom design. It’s all the rage these days. Unless you’re Noom.
It’s probably a good thing that the closest gay gogo bars in Bangkok get to kink is pseudo SM. If Noom’s bar started catering to the fringe element it would be problematic for him. As one of the guys with the hottest body at his bar, he performs in many of the shows. He does so willingly because he gets paid extra for doing so. And being spotlighted on stage raises his chances of landing a customer. But if his bar moved into the golden showers or scat arena, as a performer Noom would be, well, shit out of luck. Then again, that could open up a lot of new hotels for us to select from.
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