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Next week I think I'll give Senso a second try and if that doesn't live up to its promise I'll head back to Hero the next time I visit Bangkok and give Bento a pass.Maybe it will improve with time and if we start reading positive reports here it'll be worth a visit then.
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-- Y'day. evening, (06th.), and at my suggestion, my middle-aged, enthusiastic & American friend who's been living & working here in BKK. for several yrs., (and thus is no newbie.), went to -
SALADAENG MASSAGE., - addr.: 30/4, Saladaeng rd, Silom, BKK. 10500.; - loc'n.: roughly behind DUSIT THANI HOTEL; -- NB.: not same loc'n. as former INDRA MASSAGE; - BTS./MRT.: Sala Daeng, (S2.),/Silom; - tel.: (02)-236 7422.; - web: OFF-line; - One masseur sitting outside, four others inside giving foot-massages; space was so cramped that the 4 masseurs had to move closer to their customers to allow my bulky friend to pass-by. - My friend chose a 60mins'. & oil-massage for 360.Bh.. - My friend gave me to understand the folllowing - -- The massage room was just big enough for the standard sized massage table & enough space for the masseur to walk around: 'Grungy.' was the word used - the walls, which did not reach up to the ceiling, were stained etc. etc.. -- Masseur - Khun Art. - early 20s.?; I-San; spoke a certain amount of basic English. Removed clothing without being asked: small but neat body & small manhood. -- Massage was but so-so, say 4/10.; -- After the massage it took the masseur a long time to achieve an erection and just as long to produce any result. -- After massage a shower in the common shower-room along the passage, wch. at least was clean; only one & small towel offered. -- My friend gave an over-generous TIP., (in my opinion.), whereupon the masseur threw his arms around my friend, kissed him enthusiastically, thanked him profusely and asked him to come-back tomorrow! -- Downstairs the other masseurs pressed my friend to return again soon. -- In terms of decor., layout and general customer-appeal etc. my friend reckoned that S'DAENG. MASSAGE is even MORE DOWN market than say SUKOTHAI: cramped, poor maintenance, grotty and so on. He will not be applying his 'Three strikes' rule.'. -- E&OE. as the above is based upon my u'standing. of another's report. - The masseur's name is not in my Address Book, but I have some faint recall that Khun Yannawa recommended a certain masseur who was working there and who was there still when I looked-in several months ago and was given a Business cum Loyalty Card: 10 visits qualified the customer for 'FREE 1 Hour.'. I don't know if that holds good still? -- Bibi. --
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My second visit to Senso. I had thought of asking them to send a certain boy to my hotel, but it seemed the probability of an alternate boy being sent or some other sort of screw-up was high, so I walked over to their place of business.
Arrived around 2:20 in the afternoon. Two managers/mamasans and 4 boys were in the lobby. I sat down and one of the managers brought over the price list while the other was busy screaming about water on the floor apparently left by the cleaner. The one manager went on about something I didn’t quite follow concerning what was on offer. I’m fairly certain we agreed on 1 ½ hours, jasmine scented oil, which I’m pretty sure he told me was B1200 with B1000 minimum tip. The four boys stood when I came in, two of them removing their shirts. I was partly using the menu & price discussion as a focus so I could check them out surreptitiously rather than just blatantly staring at them in meat-market-mode. I asked if the four were the only ones who were working that day. I was told yes and then as an afterthought he said three were already upstairs with customers. No way to know for sure, but I never saw or heard anyone else the entire time I was there. All four of the boys were decidedly acceptable, but none of them elevated my pulse. Since I always have a soft spot for handsome young men who start undressing when they see me, I considered the two shirtless boys and chose the one with the better build and abs. Not Tawan material by any means but he had definite muscle development on arms, chest and shoulders as well as the decent abs. I made the mistake of asking his name as we were heading up the seemingly endless flights of stairs. Since he was ahead of me his voice projected forward. I think he said Tim or Team or Ting. As the air began to thin and I believe we passed the tree line I commented that this was "gaan-ork-gam-lang-gaai" (physical exercise), which he found amusing and that pretty much ended chit-chat. He seemed to have an easy command of English, but he wasn’t the chatty sort which was fine with me. I showered alone while he waited and then I lay down on the table while he showered. He was nude throughout and did really have quite a beautiful body. Aside from a nice head of hair and a small but un-tampered-with pubic bush (yes!!) , he was hairless. Ivory coloured skin and “cute” face. He began work on my right foot and then lower leg, definitely locating some sore spots and working them well. He made sweeping movements up the length of the leg to the buttocks and that included decidedly stimulating contact with the perineum and scrotum. Same with the left leg. Then he straddled me to work on the butt and back, moving his hips so that his genitals lightly touched me repeatedly. At that point my back & legs were well and truly oiled and he began sliding his whole body up and down my back. He was erect by this time and each time he slid upwards, he made a gentle sighing, groaning sound close to my ear. When I turned over, he first did my hands & forearms and then repeated the work on the legs, the genitals and eventually doing a full-body, fully erect, sliding up & down. He initiated some hugging that enabled me to knead his very nice buttocks and back as he continued thrusting & sliding. When he breathed into my ear that he wanted to fuck me, I was reminded that I had told the manager what I wanted … to smoke the boy only … but I hadn’t told him, although at that point I was about ready for anything. Nonetheless, I got off the table and with him lying there I did some totally unprofessional massaging of my own & concluded with very enjoyable smoking. After delivering a nice load, there was still about 15 minutes left and he made no move to get up so I lay alongside him, tonguing off any remaining cum, stroking his silky legs & abs and playing with his penis and impossibly soft scrotum. He seemed quite content with that. I was well beyond content. We showered together at the finish. It was really the first time I was able to see all of him in good light …made all the more delicious-looking because he was glistening from the shower… which I should add included watermelon smelling liquid soap. When I first arrived I was disappointed that the boys I had hoped to find weren’t working and I was actually toying with the idea of saying I’d come back another time, but I have to say that was one of the best, most sensual … almost affectionate … experiences I’ve ever had with a boy in Thailand in any context. I know it was orchestrated and by design, but damn when it comes to orchestrations, that rather tentative unassuming boy would make Herbert von Karajan & Seiji Ozawa look like a couple of ukulele pluckers. He got B2000. I was only charged B 1000 for the massage. I floated back to the hotel.
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Actually I looked there after I posted the message. His hair style was different and he seemed to have added a little more muscle, but I do think that could have been him. I have some moderate vision issues especially without my glasses on and of course you don't spend that much time face-to-face, but it's probably him. PS I went back for a second look. If you click on the photo you get different poses. Yes, I'm almost certain that was him.
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I can never understand some customers. You pay (a lot, by developing country standards, where I come from) to receive service, not to give service. Why would one service a massage boy? You are supposed to be serviced!!
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Our straight brethern cannot fathom why a man can want to be with another man for the same reason. I don't want to fuck or be fucked. I don't like ladyboys or chubby boys or S&M or hairy boys or many other things that other people like. I have no problem understanding why other people might like those things and if someone wants to pay someone to tie him up & spank him or to fuck him or to be fucked or whatever, I say go forth & enjoy. I paid him for the sensual massage and to be able to smoke him. Why would I pay him to do something I don't like? It never fails to amaze me how gay people, who ought to fully understand that the world is filled with people with different tastes & pleasures beyond the "normal" straight man-woman missionary position can, at the same time, think that there is only one way for everyone to enjoy himself ... their way. The boys almost always enjoy it, which makes it pleasant for both of us, but I'm doing it and paying for it BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I WANT. Quote:
I don't pay them to do something that I (and probably they) wouldn't like. Possibly where you come from people pay for things they don't want.
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-- I make a general assumption that most masseurs - even if they're not into being a Top or a Bottom - are not averse to being smoked. - I, for one, am not averse to pleasuring a masseur if that's what makes him happy: it increases my pleasure, too. I'm all for some reciprocation! - I must allow that I'm not as bold as one farang member of CFS. who, according to his own account of his exploits, often tells the Mamasan that he wants a masseur with a big cock - thus making his own preferences quite clear. -- Bibi. --
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