The Money Boy

Gay Asian boys, be warned. If you drive around the country in your own car, it’s handy to always have 100 baht ready for the odd policeman hidden in the bushes. In general the traffic police are quite OK. They’ll stop you at toll booths and such, but if your papers are in order, you can go. But if you did something wrong, such as cross a white line, you’re in trouble. Usually, a 100 Baht bill will fix things. Sometimes a little corrupton can make things go faster.

A British man named Wiener (what’s in a name?) was caught in Pattaya. He lured little boys to his room in exchange for money. I saw his picture in some Pattaya paper and the man looms like a total creep. Fat and tatoos all over his chest. Assuming the parents teach their kids not to go with strangers, not even for money, how can this happen?

I wonder if the latest murder of a one legged Finnish man in Pattaya has anything to do with money? I wouldn’t be surprised. Money, who has it, who wants it and who gets it are frequent sources of conflict in the gay Asian community as well as among straight people. As always, it pays to be on guard. And in Pattaya especially, do not trust any one. Pattaya is all about money. However, the illusion is that it is all about love.

Not only gay Asian guys do this. There is a thread on Thaivisa about the beach boys on the islands of Thailand. They try to score white girls, one after the other. They send one girl to the boat and wait for the next one to arrive, to continune their sex games. It is not so different from the money boys you can encounter on Dongtan beach. Caveat emptor. AYOR. Buyer beware. They are like sharks and will eat you alive with their charms.

If you need some cheap reading glasses to inspect your new gay Asian moneyboy’s pubes for lice and other irregularities, there’s a convenient market stall selling plastic reading glasses opposite Soi Twilight. A pair of fashionable blue or pink ones will set you back 200 Baht or so. Quite a steal. Luckily, lice are quite a rarity among Thai moneyboys.

Ride the public non aircon bus around Chinatown with your gay Asian boy and take in all the sights. It will set you back a few baht. The air may be polluted and it maybe hot and crowded, but there are loads of things to see and do. That mainly involves shopping, and Sampaeng lane is a great stopover where you can buy textiles, clothes, costume jewelry and more.

In the wake of that Eliot Spitzer hooker story, a lot of prudes come out of their caves again (I wonder if these people live with Osama, that uber-prude repressed homo-in-a-cave?) to tell us that all hookers are exploited and that prostitution should be illegal. I guess that includes moneyboys. Get real. Selling your body is a choice. If I can consensually suck your cock or kiss you or fuck you for no exchange of money, how is that different from consensual sex that involves the exchange of money? What does the government have to do with our bedroom behaviour?

Those gay Asian boys you can get for free, but expect you to sponsor their studies, and possible a stint abroad at university, are called long term investors. Investing in these investors may not be a bad idea, if you trust your investment to be faithful and true to you for many years to come. Don’t fall for the hysterical jealous boys who will want to know your every movement whenever you are out of sight.

Free sex can easily be found in Silom Complex, and the various suck cinemas dotted around Bangkok. There are always plenty of horny gay Asian boys hanging around the toilets looking for a quick suck before heading home to the wife and kids. So take advantage of the opportunities. But be careful, all these places are AYOR.

Thailand has built a whole industry selling sex for money, and gay Asians are quite a big part of that. Yet in America people get all up in arms when the governor of New York pays for sex. Of course he is a hypocite for projecting a clean image, but then fiddling behind the curtain, but that’s a different issue.