This past week in Bangkok has been pretty “standard,” at least as standard as a week in the chaos of the capital can be, of course. The only thing truly out of the ordinary is that I decided to stay a few extra days. I originally had my return flight booked with SWISS on their usual Boeing 777-300ER, connecting in Zurich and departing Bangkok at noon on September 2nd — yesterday, that is. But since my ticket was flexible, I found a Lufthansa A350-900 leaving on Friday the 5th at 11 p.m. with a layover in Munich, for just about a hundred euros more. After pushing my work commitments to the following week, I decided to go for it. Then karma decided to punish me for my boldness — but more on that later.

These past few days I’ve gone back to my usual pump-stations routine visiting 7-Heaven, Vovo, Secret Kiss e Dopu, and I’ve added another place to the list — a Bj Bar called Duangporn Haven, located on Soi 16, just a short walk from the Asok BTS station. Technically, it’s a proper bar, complete with a pool table and rooms upstairs. Although you can stop by for a beer — and to be fair, the place itself isn’t bad at all, a classic bar with an outdoor area and something extra upstairs — in practice, it mostly operates as a bj salon, or for more complete services if desired, rather than as a regular bar.
I’ve been there twice this week. The first time, I went without any particular expectations but immediately noticed a girl who caught my attention, so I chose her, and she turned out to be delightful and very good at her job. She was so good, in fact, that two days later I went back and, without thinking twice, decided to see her again — her name is Kiki, and she didn’t disappoint. Maybe next time I’ll try someone else just to see what the others are like, but she definitely earned her tip both times.
The cost for the service at Duangporn Haven is about 800 Baht, payable when leaving. You can also hang around for a beer if you like, since the bar — though not much used — is still open. I’ll add the detailed review in the appropriate section as soon as I find the time to write it.

Although Secret Kiss and Dopu are mainly labeled as “Pump Stations”, I also went back there for the Full Service. At Secret Kiss, I spent some time with Milky, the only Girl available at that moment, a young woman in her mid-20s with nice, soft, well-shaped silicone boobs (she says she had them done in Korea, and whether that’s true or not doesn’t really matter, because the surgeon did an excellent job), the girl is very energetic, almost aggressive in performing oral sex, goes at it without much hesitation, and uses the bottle-opener technique with her mouth, which some people may enjoy and others may find off-putting(you can say it’s a way of doing things more common among certain Romanian women from brothels than with the typical Thai girl), personally I don’t mind, but it wasn’t exactly what I expected because in some cases I love the ‘crescendo’ of the situation, and starting off like that immediately slightly ruined the atmosphere for me. She’s probably more suited for a quick session, but anyway, I reach the conclusion with the regal little member that begs for mercy and doesn’t know whether to love or hate her for how she treated it ^^. The next day, I went back specifically to repeat the ‘Full Service’ with sweet Donut, who was even more satisfying than last time; 2,200 Baht very well spent and the standard 200 tip for her, which she fully deserves.

At Dopu I went back one evening around 10:30 p.m., a time that isn’t ideal for this kind of activity but can hold pleasant surprises for those bold enough to try their luck. I arrive on Soi 26, get to the place, open the door, head toward the reception at the end of the corridor… desert. No one in sight — no girls, no mamasan — I’m alone and there’s an eerie silence. Then I see two women chatting in the alley beyond the back door; one notices me, leans out and invites me to follow her into the neighboring venue, Spicy, explaining that the girls are all over there because it’s the same operation and they work in both places (which I already knew, but I appreciate the info).
What I didn’t know was that only four women were available and the menu at this Spicy is different from Dopu’s. From the vague menu the woman held, it looks like full service is offered from 1,900 Baht, but given the late hour and the lack of customers the very mamasan made me “an offer I couldn’t refuse”: full service with two girls for 60 minutes at 2,200 Baht. Of the four available, two are completely off my target and too old for my taste; the other two are Paeng (I’m not sure I’ve got the name exactly but it sounds very similar — she’s the one from last time) and the second one is very different from her: shorter, darker complexion, more pronounced curves, almost “Latin,” with a nice chest, a nice butt, and a face that’s less doll‑like and more mischievous. Both smile and flirt; I pause to enjoy the scene of these four workers staring at me along with the mamasan holding the menu and reiterating the offer. I then point to the two cheeky girls and I’m escorted up the stairs to the first floor where the reception desk is, since the selection basically took place outside by the door where the girls were camped, chatting among themselves. I pay the agreed 2,200, I’m offered the use of the restroom which I take advantage of this time, and my two sinful ladies lead me up to the second floor to a room that’s neither remarkable nor awful: a shower big enough even for three, a bed firm enough for some roughness but not uncomfortable for what we were going to do, and a large mirror along one side for the whole length of the bed — the bed is tucked between two walls, which proves useful during the intricate performance.
I don’t want to go into too many details because it would become an unnecessary pornographic chronicle, but to summarize: from the shower to the final minute it was all very memorable. Paeng confirms herself as one of the best ever, and her colleague (Noey, if I remember correctly; I wasn’t really focusing on names at the time) is fully up to the task even if less pretty than the other. After she had been working me while the other girl was in front of me, at one point when we changed positions and I was engaged with Paeng, the other girl stood in front of me over her colleague, with one hand braced on a wall and one leg raised with her foot against the opposite wall while she had her being pleasured without restraint. I tried to insert a finger inside her back-hole and wasn’t stopped; she did a half‑contortion to get the lubricant from the bed and invited me to proceed, then added that if I wanted to have anal sex with her I could do so if I gave her a little extra… The offer was tempting and I was interested, but I was enjoying the one below her more, and in the whirlwind of pussies and other holes I let myself go, completely absorbed in the scene. When I glanced at the mirror, I couldn’t help but admire how perfectly everything was unfolding And this is the reason why I don’t want to go into too many unnecessary details, because then I start thinking about it and get carried away in describing them, but let’s move on…

Of course, I went back several times to 7-Heaven, which remains my favorite spot for half an hour of relaxation, and besides my favorite Tokyo and the always impressive Mali, I also met a certain YU, tireless and with a level of naughtiness of 8 out of 10 — where 10 goes to Mali — but physically just adequate, except for those damn small, firm teen-like breasts that are one of my weaknesses, in a good way, of course

“I also wanted to go back to Madame Claude, which is now called Lacha 869 Massage or simply Lacha Massage, but I asked a friend who lives there and he told me that in fact only the name has changed. So I decided to leave it for next time, also because, apart from the nice location, the BJ service hadn’t really impressed me, and I had other options in mind for massages.

Soi went to Toro on Soi 33 which confirms itself as a good place to enjoy a properly done Nuru Massage, non not on the level of Kokoro as far as I’m concerned, but still a good experience, and there are several rather attractive girls. The environment is nice, and overall it’s worth a visit if you’ve never been. Then, as I was leaving, I took a look inside 666 Class and noticed there was a lot of appealing stuff inside, so I decided I would go there the following day.”

I went to 666 Class in the late afternoon. The place is on Soi 33, about thirty meters before Toro, at the corner of the alley where Daisy Dream is located, another well-known massage center, surrounded by dozens of other venues catering to all tastes. 666 Class has an aesthetic more in line with Korean preferences, evident from the general look of the girls: fair skin and subtle cosmetic enhancements to make them appear as doll-like as possible, though not all are identical or extreme, and the environment is very flashy and glittery — something Koreans, Russians, and a few others tend to appreciate.
To make a good impression and avoid being immediately labeled as “the usual uncouth Westerner,” I went well-dressed and tidy. While paying attention to appearance doesn’t guarantee anything, it certainly doesn’t hurt, and in my case I was welcomed in the best possible way. The receptionist had me sit on a sofa and explained the various options. The price list isn’t very straightforward, and to be safe, I chose the 90-minute Nuru Massage for 5,000 Baht. I was offered a drink, and about fifteen girls appeared in a line for selection. At least five would have been immediate choices, several were average for their age, and the rest didn’t appeal to me much but weren’t unattractive. I chose the one who seemed the right compromise: among the prettiest, average height, good proportions, long hair, doll-like face, a mischievous smile, and striking ice-colored eyes. The other girls left, and my choice escorted me upstairs.
For the next 90 minutes, she would be mine, both in name and in practice (because her name is MIA, and MIA means “mine” in Italian ^^). The room has a style between elegant and dark: glossy black tiles, black walls, and a relatively low black ceiling. Only the hydro and Nuru area is lighter, creating a nice contrast. Next to the bed is the classic mirror, and the Nuru mat is black against the floor, creating a visually appealing setup. The experience with her was very skillful and engaging. She was attentive and confident throughout, creating an immersive and memorable session.
Overall, the Nuru Massage was on the same level as Toro, she skillfully uses her breasts and the little brush between her legs to massage me all over, and when she turns me on my back, she revives the regal little member between the boobs with some mastery and takes it back into her mouth as before. But she’s too cute and I want to play with her on the bed to enjoy the Sacred Sheep© in the mirror. Unfortunately, it’s not her most suitable position, and although it’s not bad, she doesn’t give her best, but that pretty little face deserves to be looked at, and the classic missionary is a pleasure with her, who keeps eye contact until the end, when I close my eyes and see the stars again, clinging to those tits as I let go, then die exhausted and blissful between those thighs. She was attentive in every way until I left the shop, just as one would expect in places offering memorable experiences. While not exactly cheap by Thai standards, the price is very reasonable compared to similar services in Europe, assuming you can find anything of this level, which is not easy.

I’ve already gone on too long about these details, and to conclude I can say that this time I didn’t spend much time in the GoGo bars of Nana Plaza. Although I went again to Bunny 5, which is interesting even though there’s that annoying Bow who I like but who also annoys me at times, and I visited Rainbow 3 one evening, which didn’t really impress me, so that same evening I went to see my old friend mamasan from Butterflies who now works in this new GoGo called On Top. It’s a nice, almost elegant venue, with a style a bit out of line compared to the classic GoGoBar of Nana, which I couldn’t say if it’s a good or bad thing. But if you prefer style over substance (and by substance I mean the larger, more chaotic GoGoBar atmosphere), it’s worth a visit, especially if you’re at least two, because the little couches are very comfortable but they’re unlikely to let you occupy them alone, and you’ll have to sit on a bar stool, which is what I did, accompanied by a very active lady who entertained me for about an hour, although I didn’t finish with her because she isn’t very good with English and I found better things to do elsewhere.
But in general, I spent more time at the Bars, like the one on Soi 7 where Baimon and her colleague Ladyboy work, with whom it’s always a pleasure to spend a few hours, and like the Orange Bars on Soi 11/1 and Soi 7/1, particularly the second one where I had the chance to get to know Gus better (this is a strange name to me)and especially Ice, who, while not the most beautiful in the place, had caught my interest the first time I saw her one morning over a year ago, when a colleague of hers, with whom I had spent the night, brought me over to say hello before we went for breakfast elsewhere.
Of course, I also contributed to the business of Orange 11/1, and in both bars the evenings — the kind that don’t end until 7 a.m., either at the bar or in a room — were entertaining. I’ll remain vague here, though, because I like to keep some secrets with the colleagues of my friend who works there, at least as long as it’s fun to play that game^^.

I have to say that over these four weeks I had ups and downs and wasn’t at my best, with colds and other minor issues making themselves felt — strange, because usually, apart from a couple of standard days of stomach rumbling due to too many air conditioners and too much beer, everything is usually fine.
And as I said at the beginning, maybe karma balanced out my desire to skip my commitments with another stroke of bad luck: in fact, I missed almost the entire party yesterday, which had promised to be good, because a sudden case of conjunctivitis forced me to retreat and soak my eye in eye drops, even though that wasn’t part of the evening’s plan.
Oh well, I still have three more days ahead; the eye has already recovered quite a bit, and tomorrow I should be back in shape.

We’ll catch up when I’m back at base, and as always, the sheets for all the venues I visited and mentioned will appear in the reviews section, but not now. I have other things to do before saying goodbye once again to the Land of Smiles.

Bye bye, dear Fellow Travelers!