My Amazing Race (The Gay Tour)

DAY 3,4,5 & 6

Today I only got half a day in Bangkok because later in the afternoon I will be joining my friends who will be arriving from KL. We were to meet at the airport at 3pm. I woke up early and went out before 8am. I managed to cover the Wat Phra Kaew, the Grand Palace and site seeing around there. I also did the ferry ride up the Chao Pharaya River to Phra Arthit jetty. I had enough time to pack, check out and lunch before my ride to the airport.
At the airport, I met up with my 2 friends flying down from KL. We took the limo and went straight to Pattaya, the City of Extreme! The whole town smelled of sex.

The limo did not know where our hotel was. We went around and around the Pattaya Beach. We had to be dropped off at the main street and we had to walk looking for the hotel. Luckily, the hotel was not so far away. The hotel we were staying at was The Ambiance Hotel at Boyz Town.
Initially, I was excited about the town but after spending few days there, I found out that everything in Pattaya had a price tag to it. It does not matter whether the boy like you of not. However, if you are old, affordable and in need of young flesh, do make yourself to Pattaya. Hence, my friend and me only spent time at the Jomtien beach in the day and Boyz Town at nite in the bar. We went to the go go bar but they either were miserable or trying very hard to sell boys of 11 to 15 years of age.

The last nite at Pattaya was the eve to my birthday. My friends organised a birthday surprise at the Panama Bar at Boyz Town. They even had the bar boys to join us at the table. After the bar closed, I decided to go off to Maya Club at the Walking Street. None of my friends or the bar boys of Paname Bar wanted to join me. One of the other bar boy, Ben, next to Panama told me that it was happening there. He was going and asked me to join him there. Actually we had been in contact before this and I had a fancy on him. I went up to the hotel and changed. Somehow as I was in the room, I had long chat with my friends. I only managed to come out of the hotel an hour later. I went to Maya and found that Ben was already with a white middle man. I said hi to him, we chatted for a short while and I left him with his patron. I was just hanging around when I saw Ben going to the toilet. He was giving me the indication that he wanted me to follow him and so I did. In the toilet, he told me that he was waiting for me and would want to see me the next day. He kissed and hugged me and went back to his patron for the nite. I did not tell him that I was leaving the next day. I just left it as it was.

As I was coming back to the hotel, I saw that the gym next to the hotel was dimly lighted. Someone was working out in the gym. This was 4am. I went closer and took a peek. The guy was working out with only his pair of short shorts. He noticed that I was looking at him. I was so damn horny. I sat at the table outside the gym and kept looking into the gym. The guy somehow knew that I was horny started showing off himself. I did not know what to do but to watch. He stood up and walked to my direction. He had his hand in his shorts and was playing with himself. I can't believed my luck. He called me into the gym and I followed. I was so willing to pay for sex then. We went to the small sauna room and had a quickie in it. After that he did not even suggest a price for the fuck and so I paid him 500Baht.

My Amazing Race (The Backpack Tour)

DAY 1 & 2

I just got back from the wrong side of the Chao Phraya River. I took the wrong ferry to the other side of the river and it was the last one! I had to take the cab to come back to Baan Sabai Guest House, Banglamphu. FYI, I am in Bangkok. I am doing my virgin trip. Heard so much about Thailand and at last! I managed to do it. It is my second day in Thailand but it has been like The Amazing Race for me.

It all started on late night bus traveling to Hat Yai on last Saturday from Pudu Station. It was about 11.55pm when we left. It scheduled to leave at 11.30pm but as usual everything in Malaysia is delayed. Anyway, the trip was quite cozy. I slept on bus and this was good for me. We arrived at R&R next to the border. The bus driver collected our passport to be processed and I had a very early breakfast at 6am. At the R&R, they had their signboard in Thai and played some Thai folk song. I felt the Thai border was very near. At the border, we had to go through the boring immigration process and it took us about an hour to clear. This was because there were so many people going through to Thailand from this entry point. I guess the school holiday contributed to this. After immigration, it took about an hour or so to reach Hat Yai. It was 8.30am (local time) in the morning. Nothing had open yet. There were so many tuktuk and motorist there but I refused to take them. Having backpacked, it was easy for me to travel around. Asked for the train station and I walked there. It was at least 10 min walk. After getting my ticket to Bangkok at 5.30pm the same day, I took the tuktuk to send me to the market where I was to catch a bus to Songkhala. The tuktuk man told it was easier to go by a minivan. I agreed and taken the minivan. As I got into the minivan, I realised that there was only one seat available i.e. in between two Thai young boys. One was quite cute and I was happy with the arrangement. But along the way, the driver keep on collecting more passengers and we were basically so pack that even the sardines in the can had more space!

Arriving Songkhala, I walked heading for the Samila beach. This was about 10pm. It was so empty. I decided to walk the beach the whole way and back, just for the heck of it. It took me about an hour and a half to do that. Coming back, I sat under the shade to rest. I then realised that a middle aged man was going up and down from where I was resting. He did look like local but damn sure he cruising. He smiled and I smiled, and we made friend while he was playing with himself. I just let him be. We could not have a conversation obviously, but we just sat there and tried to communicate. Moment later, his friend came and took an instant liking on me. He warmed up quite quickly I might add. He wanted to bring me to his place for a fuck (using hand language). I had to decline as I had to rush back to the Hat Yai to catch the train and I wanted so much to do lunch by the beach before I go off, which I did alone. But at least I know that where I went on the beach was apparently cruisy even in the day time. Rushing back to Songkhala town was a problem because I took the motorist and he sent me to god-know-where. I just had to walk and walk and walk till I found a bus that was going to Hat Yai. I was so relieved I got one.

Reaching Hat Yai, I decided to check out a gay outlet, Buddy Menclub. I took a motorist and off we went to the other side of the town. Unfortunately, it was closed. I spoke to a cute Thai boy working there and asked if he knew if anyone could do a massage. He told me that he could do it as the place does offer such service. I was happy and followed him up the parlor. On the way up he told me that the usual rate was 600Baht but because he had to open the 'parlor' he had to charge me 1000Baht. I just agreed because I was too tired to change my mind. After my shower he gave me the worst massage I ever had. However, this was in nude! Then, he threw himself on me and I decided to just follow the flow. We had a quickie.

As I was coming out from my shower after the massage and quickie, he told me that the management knew that I was having sex with him and the management demanded a total of 1,600Baht for the whole ordeal. I knew just had to pay but I managed to bargain for 1,500Baht. Damn! I have never paid for sex and this is gonna be a lesson for me.

After the expensive lesson, I decided to cool myself down by going around went round Hat Yai and walked my heart out. Managed to buy some food stuff and an accessory for my mobile phone. I got to the train station around 5pm and was excited again about the train trip. I asked the information counter for the right platform and sat happily waiting for the train. Every time a train came to that platform, I had to check with the station officer if it was my train as the announcement was made in Thai. The officer kept on saying that it was the next train but so many trains came and went from that platform. I waited and waited until it was about 6.20pm I was getting panic, thinking that I might have missed the train. The platform vendors were packing their trolleys and some had gone off the platform. That was definitely not a good sign! I asked another station officer and he calmly told me that the train was delayed and he will inform me if the train was coming. At about 6.35pm, came the train. The officer I spoke last help me to board the train and introduced me to the cabin steward. Phew! The train was comfortable. They have room service for the meals. They hand out the menu as you get in the coach and they delivered the food to your seat. The seats are convertible to bunkers. The stewards changed the seats to bunker later in the evening about around 9pm. The bunker is so roomy. I slept most of the trip night trip.

I woke up early in the morning. I got the glimpse of sunrise. The view was beautiful. Padi fields looked golden in the morning sun. As I woke up and freshened up, the steward converted back the bunker to seats. I ordered my breakfast and started my day 2 in Thailand reading Zadie Smith's latest book with beautiful scenery on my window. The train arrived at Bangkok at 11am. I came out of the station and took a taxi straight to Banglamphu to checked in the Baai Saban Guest House. After lunch at the guest house, I went to Wat Poh to see the leaning Buddha. I tried the legitimate monk trained massage there and it was so damn good!

After Wat Poh, I went to the Grand Palace but it was already closed by the time I got there. I decided to check out the National Museum instead. It was closed too because they are closed on Monday and Tuesday. I bumped into a local at the entrance of the Museum and he told me to check out a gem factory which was open for public. He stopped a tuktuk and instructed the tuktuk guy to bring me to the factory. I have no idea where it was but trusted the tuktuk man. It was about 5.00pm and the traffic jam was really bad. We arrived at the factory's showroom at 6.30pm. After the factory, I told the tuktuk man to take me to Discovery Center near Siam Center. He asked me if I be able to spare 10mins in a silk shop where the shop would give him a patrol coupon for his tuktuk and I agreed to this. But the jam was so so bad that we were not moving for about half an hour. He decided to scrape the idea and sent me straight to Discovery Center instead.

At around Siam Center, I had dinner and took the sky train to Ari Station. I was heading to my final destination in my itinerary for the day i.e. Chakran sauna. As I arrived at the station, I realised that I do not have the address with me. I decided to depend on my memory of a map drawn by my friend. I was sure that he mentioned Soi 27. I walked and walked and walked looking for this lane. It was already dark and I was getting restless. I did not find the lane and I had to go back to the station and started all over again. Based on the map in my memory I went looking for some kind of signboard. At 8pm, after looking for it for an hour on foot, I gave up. As I was walking back to the station, I saw an Internet cafe. I went in and did an Utopia search on Chakran and voila! the sauna was not far away.

Chakran was a beautiful place, well decorated and all the spaces were well thought of. You somehow could spent a whole day there chilling out. My first encounter there was in the Heart to Heart Room. I was walking into a maze and a guy was following behind me. He immediately hug me from behind and started kissing me from behind. I turned and faced him. Cute, tall and Chinese looking. Apparently he was a Singaporean air steward. He took my hand and led me into one of the many rooms. We had a quickie and boy, it was a quickie! He came so damn fast. Emmmph ......

The other encounter for the nite was a threesome with a Korean (they all mistaken me for a Thai!) and a Thai boy. By we were done, it was 10pm. Time flew when you have fun. I rushed out back to the station. I did not know what the public transport is like in Bangkok on Sunday. I got the sky train and went to the last station at Saphan Taksin, where I was supposed to take the ferry ride to Phra Arthit. There were passengers from the train running towards the jetty and I ran too. Without thinking I jumped into the ferry thinking that that was the right ferry to my stop. However, the ferry only went across the the river. As the ferry approached the other side of the bank, the lights of the jetty were switched off one by one. I knew then that it was the last ferry ride across the river. I asked people around there and all they did was to direct me to the nearest taxi.

So, here I am, thank god for I managed to return to my guest house after the little adventure I had today.

Small World

Last week I was having coffee with my hairdresser friend, Richard. He received a call from Amsterdam. It was his new boyfriend. Initially he was flirting on the phone and you could see his face glowing. Then out of sudden he passed the phone to me. I have not met or knew of his new boyfriend but my friend insisted that his boyfriend wanted to talk to me. I spoke to him and found out that the steward, Mel, was my friend’s ex. This friend of mine (Shan) I got to know him through my ex. So he is the ex of the friend of my ex. He he … This ex of the friend of mine ex later on had a short relationship with one of my other close friend, Din, and now he is going out with Richard. Phew!

Anyway, Shan had made plan with me to go to Bangkok together. Last two days I met up with him to discuss the detailed plan. He came with a cute boy, Aziz, apparently, his current boyfriend. After going through the plan, they were rushing to a karaoke do. Shan made a remark that it was funny because both of them are going to see both of their ex-es there. Shan’s ex and Aziz’s, coming as a couple, were joining the karaoke. I asked Shan which ex he was going to see. He told me it was Mel. If he was going to see Mel and Mel is currently going out with Richard, then … Richard used to go out with Aziz! Understand?!

Emmmmmph ….. like the saying goes, ‘It’s a small world after all’.

Writing On The Walls

I was chatting with my friend the other day and we were talking about his ex. Obviously, he poured his heart out on the bad things that his ex did to him. Most of the things were the same old thing relation problems but the only thing that I found intriguing about his ex was that he has the habit of leaving his own mobile number and name on the walls of public toilets. Who, in the right mind, would leave his own number and name on the wall of public toilet?!

I always thought that the numbers and names on the wall of public toilets are to spike back at that person. One who probably hated the victim so much that one writes the phone number and name of the victim to expose the victim to the embarrassment of public ridicule.

Since my friend told me of his ex wall writing habit, I actually started reading the writings on the walls. What I found disturbing are the comments next to the numbers and names on the public toilet walls. A majority of these comments are written by homophobic and gay bashers. The one that I remember is one comment next to a peep hole. It said, ‘Bloody faggot! If I catch u, I’ll poke ur eyes blind!’

Does his ex know that there are so much violent going around? Why is he leaving himself to an open invitation to potential violent? One sick gay basher might just call him and lure him into a trap. It did happen and it will happen again!

Positive Living

Early this year a friend told me that his boyfriend was diagnosed HIV+. I asked him if he took the test himself. He told me he did not want to take the test because he did not want to know his status. He told me that if he dies tomorrow, it would not make a different. I was shocked. Till today he refused to take the test.

Few months later, my current told me that one of his friends was diagnosed HIV+. I asked him if his friend was getting any medical attention. He told me that the friend felt that he did not need any medical attention but with the HIV+ status, gave him the passport to have unsafe sex and live life to the fullest.

Right after the Eid celebration, one of my friends came over and confessed his sin to me. That was the same day after he went for the HIV blood tests because his doctor was suspecting him to be HIV+. He also told me that he thanked god to give him a second chance to repent and prepare himself for his death.

The only similarity of these three cases is that all three believed that being diagnosed HIV+ is like a death penalty. Each of them may took different approach how to end their death but they were all seeing themselves driving in a car at 150 MPH heading towards a wall.

None of these cases believe that there is life after being diagnosed HIV+. I do feel sad for all of them. They all need to realise that with proper medical attention, positive living mentality and supportive family and friends around, one can still be HIV+ and live life to the fullest.

A friend of mine, who is a policeman, was diagnosed HIV+ 2 years ago. He had the similar psychological breakdown initially. Being in a macho profession, it was devastating to be known as gay and even worst of HIV+ status. He went through hell initially. To add on to his misery, the physician who was attending to him was his boss’s wife. I told him that if his doctor was professional, she would not disclose his case to her husband. Only after that he trusted his physician and allowed medical attention. Now with the support from his family and few close friends, he is living a positive life.

A wise friend of mine told me that if you are being diagnosed HIV+, do just take it as any other medical illness. If you are suffering from diabetic, high blood pressure, heart problem or kidney failure you do need to be on medication attention for the rest of your life. It is the same thing with being diagnosed HIV+.

Straighten Up

It is the Eid Mubarak Festive season again. Like most Muslim of Malaysia, I did the ‘balik kampung’ thingy (back to home town). As usual the only thing to do during this festive season was to go around visiting relatives’ houses. But without fail, the same question that kept popping out frequently is, ‘When will you be getting married?’ Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I wish I could just tell them that I am gay and would only want to marry a MAN!

Living in KL, far way from my hometown, I am openly gay living with my boyfriend where my friends and neighbours respect and understand our lifestyle. Back in my hometown, I obviously had to pretend to be straight. Thank god that this game of charade is only for the short visit of the festive season. However, not all are fortunate enough ‘to go back’ to their dream lifestyle. During this festive season, I had the opportunity to see my cousins, who I know are gays themselves, living the life that is expected by the society. Yup, pretending being straight and married with a wife!

Most amazingly, they worked very hard to straighten themselves. Two years ago my cousin initially had to adopt a child to build his family. Both my cousin and his wife did not disclose whose fault it was for the long barren years but your guess would be as good as mine. However, after the first adopted child, he seemed to like the idea of being a father and worked very hard to become one of his own and at last did he become one on my last visit.

My other gay cousin built his family quite instantaneous after his wedding. I was happy for him but the last update I got from his mom is that he is having a second wife! How far does this cousin of mine want to proof his ‘straightness’? Or does he really like the creatures from Venus?

Whatever it is, I do take off my hat off for both them.

The Encounter 3

Don’t judge the book from its cover!

Horny as usual forced me to cruise for fun. Went to Jurassic Park, a name only know to PLU (people like us). Meet this nice clean Chinese chap. Well groomed and dressed in a stripped long sleeves shirt with proper trousers. Probably he just got out from his office.

We casually said hi and he invited me over to his place. I agreed and went back to his place.

At his place, he invited me in. As soon as I got in, he locked the door and door grille with series of keys. I just thought he was being extra careful with security.

We walked to his living area. He had his TV on and his porn video was playing. It was an S&M video. I was slightly shocked but what the hack ….

Few minutes later, both of us were on the floor naked and were on each other. The room was lit with candles. The S&M video was still running. I was enjoying it. Out of the sudden, he stopped and went straight to the kitchen without excusing himself. He came back with a condom filled with water that was frozen. It looked huge man! I just stared at the frozen dildo. He told me to fuck him with it. I was resisted initially but obliged later. He was enjoying it. I was disgusted. I tried to make him cum to end it all and yet he did not cum. After a while, he grabbed one of the candles. He told me drip the molten wax on his asshole while fucking him with the frozen dildo. Eh? Crazy? Yup, but still I did what he wanted me to do.

I was just wanted to go. Then I decided to make myself cum so that he would let me go. I focused and focused to make myself cum. In the end, I came and thought I was able to get myself out of all this. He then told me that he would only allow me to leave if I make him cum. He said the door and door grille were both locked of which only he knew where the keys were. I was his prisoner! Damn!

He told me that the only way that he will cum if I was to shit and pee on him. I told him I am not able to do so. He reminded me that I was to make him cum before he was to let me go. I negotiated to just pee on him as I was definitely not able to pass motion on top of anyone. He was ok with it. I stood up and put my whole mind and body to pee on him. In the end, I managed to pee on his chest and mouth. Amazingly, as soon as I pee on him, he came instantaneous. Thank god to that … I was so FUCKING disgusted!

After all that, he casually let me out.