My Monday Night Experience



It was in Bangkok.
Me and some friends (boys and girls) visited Phat Phong! (the infamous red light district of Bangkok).

And not just to watch but for some action. We visited the Boy Show.

Somehow it was concluded it is something suitable for boys or girls.
Boys can enjoy some action through the ‘rear’
And girls can enjoy action via the normal method.

The club was designed like a letter T.
Here is a diagram to give you a better visualization of the place.





Now, audience are seated like cinema style, in rows, with their backs facing the entrance.
They can view boys on display on their left and right.
They are just literally standing and just trying to look good and attractive.
One side are boys in nothing but yellow trunks.
The other side are boys dressed like working executives. Long striped dark blue shirts with black trousers.
All these boys have round number tags on them.
Bouncers are standing around to watch the whole ‘bidding’ process.

It was my 1st time and I was observing hard.
Just like an art auction, audience will bid for their choice of boys silently.
Subtle standard hand signs are used.
Bouncers on the look out will then observe the audience’s bid.
When a boy is chosen, bouncer will then remove the numbered tags from the boys,
indicating they are ‘taken’.
The bidding was quite swift.
The cute ones are fast disappearing.
But only the blue shirt boys are taken.
What about those in yellow trunks?
They seem to be the cuter and hunkier bunch.

I quickly approached a girlfriend who has visited the club before.
She confirmed that what I observed is correct.
I asked “How much?”
USD7 for standard action.
With plus plus, usually works out to around USD10.
This will include the use of condom and a pair of silver earrings.
Silver earrings are one of the ‘toys’ I suppose? Or maybe souvenir from the Club.
She added that the yellow boys can only be picked on special arrangement.
Pricing is different too.
As we are talking, the club did one round of clearing.
In fast and orderly manner, audience headed for the boy of their choice and proceeded to the
allocated rooms that are located around the whole circumference of the T shape lounge.

The room is now only left with audience who have yet to pick their choice and boys who are yet to be picked. 2/3 of th e crowd has gone, the yellow trunk boys too.

My questioning must have caused my friend to become one of the ‘remainders’. I feel rather bad for her. No backing up allowed. Remaining audience will have to be paired up with remaining boys, whether you like it or not.

I ended up with this dark, rather stout guy with hairy chest.







Maybe similar to the above look. Not apetizing at all (No offense, just not my type). Friendly and chatty. I have already made up my mind there shall be no action.

We proceeded to one of the corner rooms near one arm of the T room. The room is quite large. One king size bed in the center and 2 super single bed at the 2 sides. I headed to the single bed at the other end of the room. Sat on the edge of the bed and started chatting with him.
He is from Viet. Not Vietnam, just Viet (dunno where the hell that is).

He drives helicopters and writes books.
He said he can send me a copy of his book.

Suddenly a housekeeping lady barged in without knocking. She is delivering bedroom slippers she said. Pink and furry type. Another toy? Then she realized the room is already provided with slippers. She left as abruptly as she has entered.

We were quite shocked by the unwelcomed intrusion.

Then suddenly there was a lot of scrambling going on under the sheets on the same bed I was sitting on. The scrambling and scurrying went on for a while. Another couple in the room?!?
We just watched in horror.

Then from under the sheets, a skinny sleepy girl about 9 years of age crept out. She seems to be the daughter of one of the housekeepers, trying to catch a nap while her mother works. She rubbed her eyes and left the room.

End of story.


And I missed something. I forgot to tell you, the above was a dream I had on Monday night


...the one who felt as if she was really there at Phat Phong that Monday night




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