Well... (Warning: This one is not for the kiddies haha)

Let it be proclaimed that at last my eyes are finally opened...

I went last night to one of Bangkok's less reputable, though not necessarily less renowned, bars... That kind of bar yes... Hmmm... This one street has about six of these bars, and the experience is... Let us say educational (I have been imagining today how I might explain the situation to my mother... I know not why, but the evil side of me just wants to see her reaction haha).

They all try to usher you inside... (It's been the same story all over bangkok... They see a six foot four white young blonde guy and you can see the Dollar signs roll up in front of their eyes. I have been pretty good at rejecting them so far though.) I finally decided to go into one called Future Boys... You first enter this kind of anti-room, and then the curtain is drawn back and you hear the music and you see the lights, then the stage, and finally the one Thai boy sitting on a chair in the corner of the stage...

It took me a while to get a seat, so in the meanwhilst I was watching point-blank another, quite smaller Thai boy walk onto the stage and start his business... There's no warm up sessions here... It's straight off with the g-string, then head-down thumbs up, and away she goes... That goes on for about half a minute until they decide "enough with the small talk"... The smaller boy turns around and without any help at all sits down on the larger boys erect cock... Then we're treated to a veritable acrobatics show as the two stars fuck in every position imaginable, even upside-down and swinging from a trapeze (Oh it's something to behold let me tell you...).

Two things struck about the whole thing:
1 - The audience was almost silent... I have been to a Man Power show and the women in that audience fucking frightened me. But here the men watched on in stoic silence.
2 - It was not in the least bit arousing... The whole show to me was just fucking funny! I'm not sure if it was meant to be this way, but seeing two people walking around the stage, with a stiff cock connecting them, stopping sporadically to give a few quick thrusts made me giggle... This is not sex!

Eventually they finished (with a polite clap from the audience... Are we at the golf club or in a fucking strip-joint?). Then it was what I can only describe as Boy Sushi-Train... 50 boys line up around the edge of the stage. Only 12 or so fit, so as one jumps off one end of the line another takes his place at the start and they all shuffle along... Each boy has a number pinned to his trunks (which is all that he is wearing). The boys ranged from stunning to the very average. Number 28 and 30 had my votes haha... The idea here is that if you like a boy you can buy him for the night (what's a little prostitution between friends?). At one stage I had about four boys eyeing me off (including number 28 and 30), which I considered very flattering until I reminded myself what the whole point of this exercise is. And not to mention that I was one of the few young guys in the audience; I dare say each of these boys has had their fill (oh what a delightful pun!) of older men putting their meat hooks all over them. And just for the record; No, I did not buy any of them (I'm the kind of person who believes in a free lunch hehe)...

This went on for a good half an hour...

Then once they were gone we had the lady-boys... A couple of them were very convincing indeed! That was kinda cool to see.

Then there was this stupid segment where these three muscle Thai boys get up on stage and flex their muscles along to the soundtrack of "I Love Rock N Roll" by that chick who covered it (can't remember who... Brittney...? Bah!). Yeah this was yawn time for me...

Finally we had this kind of cat-walk segment where any of the boys from the previous line-up who had a sizable cock (from what I can tell the cut-off mark was about six inches) one by one got up on the stage starkers save for a silk robe... They walked too and fro flashing the audience with their errect member (oh what a lark!)...

All his time number 28 was trying to grab my attention and I couldn't help thinking "You know it's not like catching a taxi mate..."

Once this was over I decided it was time to go to a normal joint...

So that was my adventure at Future Boys... I must say it is certainly something to see...