This is the second part of a reader’s tale of his first visit go the gogo bars on Soi Twilight. The first part was posted yesterday, there is a link to it below. Thanks again to Will for sharing his tale. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did.

Momentarily dejected at not being able to turn the evening around a full circle, I exit Fresh Boys, eyes darting in every direction for my next target. I did not have to go too far. Barely 10 meters from Fresh Boys, there is this bar up a flight of steps. I was in no mood to read names. There were willing hands pushing me up the steps with promises of making my fanciful dreams come true.

On entering the bar I find the stage packed but once again, the bois stand in their silvery undies staring blankly ahead, hands clasped behind them.

I am seated, the mamasan arrives, piousness personified compared to the previous one. It was near closing time and I wanted a quick negotiation. No offers of drinks (I didn’t want any either) and I was asked to select, quickly. I shout out my specifications in his ears, and he suggests a number. Not sure, if I recall but it seems it was number 8, and that was a guy who was throwing me meaningful looks since the time I entered the bar. Nice looking chap, more pleasant that hot. Very nice body, neither ripped, nor twinky, Just the way I liked.

With not much time on hand, I call up the guy, who I considered was a dubious offer, judging from my experience in the previous bar. Closer up, he looks nicer, darker than most Thais bar bois, a very cute smile, and more that a smattering of English. Straightaway he settles down next to me, cuddling my arm in his, the other hand stroking my thigh. I was on fire. Needless to say, it was a done deal after this. I offed the boy, bar fine 600 baht instead of the usual 500, since I “did not have a drink” and negotiated an amount of 1500 baht for short time with my boi.

Once out of the bar, he was in full control, guiding me to the ATM for the cash, the pharmacy for the essential (he had only one and I none) and then onto a cheap taxi to my hotel.

The taxi ride was part of the whole memorable adventure. We actually conversed, with him cradled in my arms and I his.

There is no need for me to describe what happened in my hotel room but I’d like to mention that the sequence of events was pretty much as you mention. I shower, he showers (no water all over the floor…lucky me). Coy as can be, he slips between the sheets with the damp towel still on (sigh!) and then I get in and a blissful hour after that. The awesome part’s that the guy’s a pro and never lets you feel it. Totally in control and in rhyme with what I wanted and the way I wanted.

And during the post-coital embrace and semi-sleep, we actually talked. About stuff, about Bangkok, Soi Twilight, about his life, mostly. Not only was the sex great (I was paying for sex for the first time and wasn’t even sure I’d be able to keep it up with a total stranger and a pro), but the whole experience of getting to know a person was there as well.

I don’t care which of this was real and which was fake. I was looking for nothing more than a fuck and I land up with this. Incredible? I dunno? Perhaps people reading this can comment on their first experiences and let me know.

Such a schmuck that I am, I do not remember the boy’s name (may be it was fake) nor his number at the bar. I remember his physique, his sprayed hair (a minus for me…I like it soft and natural), his tattoos, his lips and the feel of his cock. My guess is that the bar was X boys and he was number 8. Anybody who cares to find out, and hits the right person will be in for a real treat for sure.

That was the story of my first night’s score in Soi Twilight. Perhaps in a separate comment, I should write parts of the conversation I had with the boy. That too was quite a bit of education for me.

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