I arrived in Bangkok for a day’s visit on Tuesday. I tried calling Khun Toy at Tarntawan massage (I’m certain it has a different name, but never remember to check what it is). When you leave the hotel and turn right, it’s the second of the two that you encounter immediately. His mobile was switch off or not working for some other reason.
Had lunch at Siam Heritage and tried his phone again. Nothing. So I went back to the massage place. In the past there seemed only to be a few men and many women masseurs. This time there were quite a few men. Since I planned to visit Senso later anyway and since Toy wasn’t around I opted for a straight forward foot massage with one man in order to kill an hour. Decent massage and towards the end he made it clear that more was on offer if wanted. For the last bit I was seated on the stool the masseur had been using while he worked on my neck & shoulders and during which time he managed to slide his crotch up & down my back and shoulders several times. Tempting, but Senso was still in the offing.
Using the map from Senso’s website I entered Saladeng from Silom and was under the impression it was very close to the intersection, but it was a fair walk down Saladeng before I saw their name clearly written on the red door.
Very new, clean attractive, if a bit sterile, lobby with reception desk, bar, seating area and a few bits of exercise equipment for the boys in a relatively small area. Very friendly manager greeted me, explained prices. I wanted 90 minute massage with cream … I think it was labeled rose scent. B 900 and B 1200 minimum tip.
They open at 14:00 (not at noon as noted in a couple of references). It was 14:20. There was one guy in the lobby who immediately stood up and took off his shirt when I came in. The manager said there were two more boys upstairs, but since the one I saw was one of the better looking masseurs I’ve run across I said he would be my choice. Khun Tong (or something similar) from Nong Khai. I believe he was gay, though not obviously so. School boy looks, seemed to be slightly above average height, nicely built with great butt, but not by any means a body builder of the sort found in Tawan or Hero.
We walked up what seemed like a hell of a lot of stairs to reach the room. Everything was very bright and immaculate. The room was a good size. The massage table was medium height. No hole for the face, but a small pillow under the cover. A big mirror alongside the table, thus permitting you to enjoy watching your masseur even while lying on your stomach, but it might have been better placed at the head of the table since you had to twist around a bit to get a good look.
There was an alcove with wood cabinet for clothes, etc. Standard large tiled hong nam with sink, toilet and shower enclosure. Soap dispensers in the shower. Tong said I should shower and he left. Somewhat disappointing, but more “understandable” later.
After showering I lay down, he returned and removed everything but his bikini briefs. He placed the towel over me and worked his way up & down kneading my legs & back. I considered questioning where things were going, but then the towel & his briefs came off and the “cream” lotion was used.
He spent a lot of time on the legs, buttocks and lower back. Moderately energetic & pleasant, possibly a little sensual, but neither a meaningful massage nor really erotic. It was nice to watch him in the mirror, though my neck & shoulders got a little cramped in the process. When I turned over he worked on my arms which presented me the opportunity to play with his balls, which produced an immediate erection (or two) and, once again the gymnastics required to deal with all of this on a small table made me question why it was considered such a great experience. I put him on the table while I stood in order to smoke him without endangering life & limb with us both on the table. He came with impressive force & volume. After he rinsed off I was back on the table and he tried to orchestrate a happy ending for me by hand, though not with any skill. He did eventually smoke me on his own initiative, which was more productive.
We headed to the shower about 15 minutes before the full 90 minutes. It was only then that I saw his whole back was covered with a tattoo. Not a problem for me, but a turn-off for some people. It would have been very nice to have had the chance to soap him down as we shared the shower, but when I tried to soap his back he announced that he didn’t like that, which seemed a bit odd considering what we had just finished doing. So we showered together, but separately.
The facilities were good, in many respects better than Hero. The guy was definitely good looking and seemed to want to please, but either hadn’t been well trained or was just naturally reserved & restrained.
The last time I went to Hero I got someone who was a great deal higher up the hunk scale, was very enthusiastic from the starting shower to the excellent massage to mutual smoking at his initiative and who just created an all around very enjoyable experience … although I still find that doing all of that on a small massage table seems absurd. He got an exceptional tip, which he richly deserved. I’ve even had a number of Thai massages in Pattaya that resulting in far more memorable & truly happy endings than at Senso and for less money.
More generally I still can’t quite see why the sexual massage experience is worth the expense. Later that same evening I engaged the services of a boy from The Boys of Bangkok in the comfort of a large bed at the Tarntawan. He even returned in the morning with a friend for more of the same. No 90 minute time limit. No inhibitions. No balancing act. Why not get a proper massage in the afternoon for B 500 or so and then get a gogo boy or two for the night?
Perversely, I might still give Hero another try. That guy I had the last time was exceptionally good and even made the gymnastics on the table worth it.
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