Sexcape to Bangkok

Very few positive things happen,but much misfortune befalls. Failure followed by miserable. Regret comes after mistakes. One says not to waste time looking back. Humans are not meant to travel backwards. That's easier said than done. This is life and I have always believed life's unfair.

Here is my 4th trip to Bangkok. Honest be told I had more fun than the rest of the trips.

26 more days.

It requires courage and strength I lack. I want to sleep but my brain won't stop talking to itself. Using lies to shroud my conscience makes me feel more rejected. A man can be destroyed but not defeated. Obviously it has proven to be difficult.

Have I grown so hideous that he starts to look at me differently? Every night I tremble in fear thinking what it is like in Canada. Will I survive in a foreign land 12000 km away from my homeland? Well, that's one way to look at the situation. Evidently, we have changed and it is me to accept the changes.




Sorry,

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

A "koffing" Songkran (Part 1)

Part 1, Part 2 (coming soon), Part 3 (coming soon)

09 April 2014, Day 1

Numerous emails were sent to my agents and they were mostly procedural updates, to behave, to expect souvenirs etc. Well, I was not in the right condition to talk at all. The cough attacked whenever I opened my mouth. My face turned so red my bosses forced me to go home.

Oops I forgot to put "away from office" in my work email... It did not bother me anywa.

It would be a great trip if I had not fallen sick. I had to work today but decided to call it half day. Seriously, the fever and cough turned from bad to worse. On a brighter note, I have a good agent Raveen who brought me antibiotics and medicines and she prayed for my health. Thanks to her, my fever went away and she made me healthy again to fly.

With the half day leave I took this chance to rest as much as possible and made my last minute preparation. No underwear. No condom. No lubricant. Hell I regretted not to bring along lubricant. 7 tops and 3 bottoms. Then jacket and medicines to control my temperature, you won't know how useful they were.

This bag is good, trust me. But I am greedy. The bag used by that pilot is elegant and smart. Surely it is costly but I swear to get one. He walked pass without looking at me. OMG the pilot was so handsome...

 

The flight to Bangkok did not begin well. Curses echoed when they made the announcement of flight delay. That was just the beginning. Secondly my ears suffered badly during landing due to the pressure. Nevertheless we reached Don Muang Airport at 11.00 p.m. and spent 400 bath on taxi to our hotel, The Heritage Sathorn.

The price of the hotel is relatively low but its secluded location made us pay differently. It was a 20 minutes walk to the nearest BTS. Not to mention the terrible wifi annoyed us so much we had to surf right outside the door. The spacious room had at least 10 plugs but only 1 working plug was detected. Truth be told, I would take this opportunity to warn you all not to go for this hotel. It is plain sucky.

Supper from 7-11 was not disappointing~

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10 April 2014, Day 2

And so you know the trip officially started with windows shopping involved a lot of walking but no money spent. The day revolved around Siam Paragon, Siam Central and Central World.

Lunch at one of the tepi jalan stall just to fill the stomach temporarily.

Ok I lied about not spending money here. I found one of the memorabilias that reminds me of Thailand. No English subtitle for this DVD, but who needs subtitle when I have memorized the entire subtitle from Youtube?

Tea time at Mr. Jones, Siam Absolute. We spent a lot of hours here for the free wifi.

We stopped at a lot of places for desserts but this is remarkably special~

We ran out of idea for dinner, so we dropped by Shabushi. Shabushi was so bad, any steamboat in KL beats Shabushi.

While there are a lot of massage parlor in Bangkok, I do not know why we ended up in Sala Daeng. It makes more sense if hanky panky massages are required. Unfortunately we were not looking for that. Yet we were in Sala Daeng for 2 hours normal Thai massage. The masseur focused too much on my foot and my groin area but what I think I need most was some pressure on my shoulders.

We call it a day. At least I tried to. Cough did not allow me to sleep.




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

25 more days...

... to the Bangkok trip.

I bet it must be another week of shopping spree there. Or mandi air bunga at the temples.

I am simply no avid shopper and prayer.

Mango sticky rice for a week? Ohm nom nom~
Massage for a week? Pleasure~

For the sake of escaping KL, why not?




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Let's start the new year...

... with a quick selfie~

The new year starts with the price reduction of kangkung. Bravo Malaysia government!!! Our lives depend on kangkung!!! Very soon your kangkung scheme will replace our MYR currency.

Thailand is politically unstable at the moment but who knows what will happen in April? Hopefully every thing will be fine during Songkran. What're my targets in Songkran? I don't have to tell, do I?

Starting 2014, my job description has a drastic change which I doubt I can cope. From a normal customer service consultant I evolved into many other roles, mostly unwillingly. If I may say, I currently deal the tasks of a team manager cum trainer but the company pays me slightly higher than new hires who work here lesser than a month. When I say slightly it means SLIGHTLY higher than a new hire. Not to mention the pay cut starting 2014 in lieu with the company global standards lol. And then Malaysia government announced the price reduction of kangkung!!! Wow so much oh "help"!!!

I find life is so difficult, especially the iPhone 4 is constantly showing its tantrum. And then gym membership which I promised myself since 2012. Which is a better show off? A good body or a good phone? Dilemma.

Not that I have any financial difficulty I cannot afford both. I just find life is depressing at times. Just need someone to pat my back and give me encouragement to continue my life. Now I am done with my random rant. Signing off~

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

First Overseas Travel - Day 4 (2) of Pleasure

I know I should not procrastinate but when it comes to this part, I know very well that I can finish this post very quickly. The night was still fresh.

His lack of experience was evident when at the entrance he blushed to the receptionist and hid behind me. We handed 300 bath for 2 person and were given a towel each before disappearing up the stairs.

Where were we?
Sauna Men Factory. Google search for more information.

The changing area was similar to the one in KL. Lockers positioned in small alley and we stripped to put towels around our waist. Hold on a second!!! The towel was too small!!! I didn't remember gaining that much of weight. The towel was only good enough to cover my crotch. What the hell? Not too long then a guy walked down to the locker room, we realized he was wearing a pair of green brief.

Oh my gaga... I had never imagined a gay sauna that requires under garment. A total culture shock!!! I wish it was a naked party night but unfortunately it wasn't.

I guessed the management made quite a fortune from foreigners, 'coz my problem was resolved quickly. They sell underwear at very good price and surprisingly now that I look at it, the quality is good!!! I chose one which attracted my attention most; a pair of yellow TooT which I highly believe will not be used the second time. Don't get me wrong. The brief was nice but an extra piece of fabric is not necessary in daily life.

Facilities here weren't impressive. Sauna room, steam room, pool, shower room, private room and dark room were common. There are less than 10 people in the building and yet the only good looking guy here was busy sucking and getting sucked by Thais for few hours. He was from KL and has a big tool. How did I tell? He is my friend from Jack'd and he buzzed me after we left the building. Had we came here yesterday, the night wouldn't be this boring. If I were alone I was confident I will make full use of the night.

Did we do anything there? Nothing. Why?
1) It was his first visit to such gay site and he was nervous with the complexity of the building.
2) He is not an exhibitionist like me.
3) It's too dark and he can't see. Neither can I.
4) He can't even breathe properly without asthma inhaler.

Therefore we then moved on to our next destination where the actual fun began...




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

First Overseas Travel - Day 4 (1) of Pleasure

The plan on Day 4, a bright Monday was to wait patiently till night. The sun was only filler of the day, while the highlight was the eye of the moon in Saladaeng. 

During the day we strolled along Gaysorn, Central World, Siam Paragon, MBK and the giant malls, wasted energy for pleasure enhancement in part 2. Really, there was nothing important in this post.

 Mango rice as breakfast.

 The toilet in Gaysorn is exceptionally clean.

Durians bigger than your 死人头. 

Dunkin donut for free wifi. Thank God finally outdoor wifi!!! 

Bored. 

 Comparing my Baleno and Uniqlo's shirt. 100% same!!!

 Cutie~

Dinner steamboat.

Source of energy for part 2.

Supper to replenish energy after part 2.

Damage on Day 4.

Part 2 contains minor gay sexually explicit adult material. Common man languange means 18SX.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

First Overseas Travel - Day 2 & 3 of Shop and Shoot like a Man

The moon went down slowly in loveliness. At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear; perfect to start the day with hot bed rocking session. Continuous panting broke the silent morning. You wouldn't want to imagine how messy the room was. For more details kindly approach me personally haha.

Looking back, he was addicted to shopping. He had not shopped for the longest time and was easily turned on by the clothes and food in Jatuchak. Honestly, Jatuchak is my another least favourite attraction. Its crowded and stuffy environment are good to make me faint.

The plan at night was to visit DJ Station to quench our thirst for juicy bodies. Unfortunately, the energy loaned during the day had to be paid dearly. Bed vs DJ. Bed emerged victorious. We missed the fun that night.

After hot bed rocking session.

Local breakfast on Day 2.

On the way to shopping haven.

Coconut day.

On the way to shop for porn magazine.

Damage on Day 2

The morning on Day 3 was a replication of Day 2 morning, a longer session. After all, Thailand is a horny place for horny men.

Day 3 was the continuous Day 2 shopping spree. My first experience when I eyed on one of the jeans in Jatuchak yesterday was a memorable one. The shop has no fitting room. We had to cover ourselves with a sarong, slowly removing our pants and put on the jeans, single handedly. And to much annoyance, I had abdomen and legs cramp while trying the jeans, which sent me rolling on the ground.

If I could predict this, I would wear another piece of garment under my pants. Exhibitionist aside, commando goers should wear underwear for convenience.

The second jeans was on Day 3. Epic. This shop, similarly has no fitting room and so I expected him to lend me their sarong. Surprisingly, they have no sarong!!! The Thais, offered to take off my pants and covered my private part with a large board and towel. If they are a bit good looking, I would have accepted their assistance. In the end I bought the jeans without trying. And it fit on me so bloody well.

 Breakfast and lunch.

Green curry and grill pork as dinner.

Hiao with new jeans. 

Damage on Day 3.

Our initial plan at night was to visit Saladaeng streets, the area famous with sex and shows and souvenirs. However the plan was ruined by our fluctuating homones, we ended with 0 dildo, 0 cd, 0 viagra and popper, 0 massage, 0 sex. A wasted Sunday night.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

First Overseas Travel - Day 1 of Anxiety

Some people may wonder why, at mid 20s, this was the first time I had ever been overseas in my life.

It costs money to go overseas. Money is something I never really had and I never felt comfortable asking my parents for it, particularly for something I thought would be seen as not important. We weren't poor, but we were not financially comfortable either. We didn't have the spare, extra cash to go on holiday overseas. So, I never went.

My first domestic flight was only a few years ago. The only way I could have gone was to "steal" my PTPTN funds. I had heard about friends going to few places in a year and feel deeply jealous. When I finally had enough money saved and bought my first overseas flight to Bangkok, my eyes turned red. I am proud of myself...

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来我们一起打飞机。

不是。是搭飞机。

Who is he?

He is my crazy boss who drove us from my house to LCCT. In return he asked for a McD Big Breakfast set. That was all for a ride in the small hours. Very kind of him.

Honest be told, the trip was too simple and pictures themselves are self explanatory. Not many pictures anyway...

Boarded and ready to fly.

Up, up high above cloud.

Google map to hotel while internet was still available. Then the train network after crossing border.

Trade was successful despite the language barrier. Still, I do not know what I held in my hand.

Silom Avenue Inn.

McD as lunch and Subway as dinner. Fast food day.

 Cam whore

Evian for night rejuvenation.

Foot massage. - Edited and added 17 April 2013.

Damage on day 1.

Missing notes:

We were looking forward to tomorrow's shopping spree. Too much of Prada, Gucci and Chanel in Siam Paragon and Siam Center in the afternoon were not healthy to the wallet. We were confused by foreign currency. I did not have the chance to sleep at night >.<

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot