PATTAYA, THAILAND has an air of seduction to it. The reputation is one of sin and sleaze, and I went there to find out if that was true. What I found amazed me. Plenty of both the qualities I’ve just mentioned, but a great deal of fun, frivolity, good humour and just plain good times. If I were designing paradise, I’d look little further than here for my model. The boys will welcome you as they did me. I’d like to take you with me on just one evening’s tour.
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
As you walk round the sois of Sunee Plaza in Pattaya, you can hear this invitation uttered dozens of times. It’s a mantra. It’s said in one breath without commas, without pause and without thought. Learned by heart on day one of barker school, and said a thousand times a night by boys who may not speak any other English. The boys on the doors of the gogo bars want your business and the moment you walk past their entrance, you’re the most important man in the soi. Sunee Plaza is a small area based round two sois in the south of Pattaya. It’s not far from Second Road and 10 minutes walk from the more established Boyztown the other side of Pattaya Tai. Just go down by the side of the V.C. hotel and you can’t miss it. You falter; stop walking for half a second. That’s invitation enough for a rough looking lad dressed in jeans and a white vest to put his hand into the crook of your elbow and start to steer you to his door. The adventure has begun.
A curtain is pulled back, revealing the interior of the gogo bar. Loud music issues from the inside and it’s quite dark. You can see a stage on the right hand side, raised about 2 feet from the general floor. There are 6 lads standing on it, dressed only in white underwear. Another 6 or so sit on the front of the stage; some of them wear white vests and check boxer shorts over their white underwear. There are also a few sitting on bar stools at the sides of the stage. A rather attractive girl (actually it is a “katoy” or transgender person) greets you from inside the curtained door frame. With a practiced ease, the barker from outside releases his gentle, yet directing hold on your elbow and transfers your arm to the katoy. She guides you into the club and waves her arm at the bank of seats on the left. There are two rows; one behind the other, with the back row raised a couple of feet above the front row. Three gangways divide the front bank of seats into two seat sections, while the back row is a continuous padded bench. You opt to sit in the back row, near the middle gangway. There are two or three other farang (Westerners) already in there, one of them has a boy sitting next to him.
A rather cute, definitely boy, waiter, maybe just 18 years old comes up to you. His long black hair, straight and parted slightly off centre frames his golden, almost cherubic face. “What you drink?” he asks in his best Tinglish. You order a beer. All the drinks are the same price in this club – 120 Baht – about £2.50. If you bought the same beer in an outside beer bar you would pay between 60 and 80 Baht. What makes you happy to pay the extra? Some might call it “the greatest show on earth”. The drink arrives, a bill is put in the pot in front of you and it’s time for the show to start.
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The working boys immediately see a new customer. The first thing is that most of them appear to wake up. Until you walked in, despite already having customers in the place, some of them were dozing off. The boys on the front of the stage sit up straight. One or two take off their vests. Don’t be fooled, the vests, originally worn for legal reasons and modesty, are now used by the boys to fend off the cold. These Thai boys are used to mid 30’s temperatures. In the 26 degree air conditioning of the club it’s downright chilly for them. Imagine standing around in just your underwear in London in a temperature of let's say 12 degrees. You’d be cold too and want to wear a vest. The boys on the stage start to jiggle to the loud disco type music blaring through the sound system. A few of them are actually good dancers.
By now the boys on and around the stage have started to try and attract your attention. They are all looking at you. It’s almost as if it’s you in the “zoo” and not them. Most of them have got their hands in their underwear, trying to wake up their slumbering and over worked penises. The boys in this particular bar appear to range in age from about 18 to about 23. You see one particularly attractive lad, aged about 19. He has a toned body, and fewer tattoos than some of the others. It’s a Thai tradition at the moment to cover your body with tattoos. It doesn’t float my boat. I can’t say what this body art does to you, that’s your business. You look at the lad you’ve picked and he smiles at you. You glance down at his crotch – and he pushes the top of his underwear down to reveal a little hair. He’s teasing you. The next thing he does is outline his size with his hands, so you can see the member framed in white cotton. You look back at his eyes. They are dark brown and looking straight at you, boring into you, saying “please take me”. Your eyes flick around the stage, no one else quite appeals like this lad. The contest is over – he has won.
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You nod your head to the side. He lifts a hand and points to himself. You nod and he obediently trots off the stage and comes and sits down beside you. Within milliseconds the cute boy waiter is back in front of the two of you. “Drink?” he asks. You nod and the boy orders something in Thai. Don’t worry. It won’t be champagne or anything expensive. Another bill for 120 baht goes into your pot. The boys realising their chance has gone settle back down to slumbering. Some chat amongst themselves, others just doze. The ones who remain dancing seem to be looking off into the distance. That’s when you realise there is a huge mirrored wall behind your head. This is a common feature in all the bars, large areas of mirrors. The Thai boys love nothing more than looking at themselves, and a large mirror can not be resisted.
He picks up his beer and gestures you should do the same. Knocking the two bottles together he mutters “krap” (short for thanks) and takes a big chug. If he can get you to finish your drink there’s a chance you’ll buy another and he gets an extra bonus. You cuddle the boy, but perhaps decide he’s not quite the one for you. Not the special one to take home tonight.
When you have had enough of this lad’s company, you ask for your bill. The really cute boy waiter will come over, give you a total and you pass back a banknote. Your change comes in a plastic book-like wallet and you leave 20 Baht in there as tip and take the rest. You give your boy 100 Baht bonus for sitting with you. He will wai you (a Thai gesture of respect where the boy puts his hand together as in prayer and nods towards you), as you get up to go. As you pass the stage, one final boy catches your eye. He has been trying to get your attention all the time you have been there. You pull out a 20 Baht note from your wallet, stroke his white cotton briefs, place the 20 Baht note in the waistband and depart. The barker boy is still there, trying to get more customers and they all say “Thank you sir” as you leave. The Thais are polite while you have money.
So now we have been to a gogo bar, one of a dozen in the area, but you are still alone for the night. You have a number of options. Another gogo bar perhaps? If you fancy something different, Sunee Plaza has the answer in its host bars. And there are more than 20 of these. Open fronted, not behind closed doors, these bars are somewhere you can sit and have a drink. A boy sitting on a stool calls out to you: ”Welcum inside,” sometimes adding the provocative and inviting “me” on the end. At least it makes a change from
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
A cute waiter, often wearing a uniform vest and shorts will serve you a drink and sit down beside you. Should you fancy another waiter more, that’s easy too and by the right gestures, you can swop your waiters. Don’t worry this is a fact of life and won’t offend. You have to be a little more discrete in the beer bars. After all this is a public area and Pattaya has some standards. Maybe you fancy taking this boy home? All you have to do is tell the boy, pay a fee to the bar, referred to as an “off” fee or “bar fine” and the lad is yours for as long as you want him – an hour to a month! I don’t think I said about the bar fines in gogo bars. The same principal works there and will get you a gogo boy or a waiter for 300 – 500 baht fee to the bar per night. You have to tip the boy generously on top – but 1000 baht is still under £20.
Please forgive me now for departing from your tour. I should tell you that this whole area of town is built up around these working boys and nobody cares what they do or bats an eyelid. In fact they welcome it. There are the food concessionaires, walking the streets late at night pushing barrows which house everything from fruit, to cooked squid and even to deep fried cockroaches and crickets. The launderettes, washing those endless streams of white underwear, check boxer shorts and vests. Then there are the Internet shops where the boys who don’t find company look on Gay Romeo for a date. You can’t forget the hotels housing the tourists and the restaurants feeding them. And don’t ignore the massage parlours relaxing them in the afternoon or the 7/11s and Family Marts supplying the bits and bobs for daily living. I could mention more support facilities such as the beer warehouses stocking the bars; the motorbike repair shops servicing the lads’ motorbikes; the pharmacies selling the Kamagra Gel for the aging tourists and the overworked boys. There’s even a gym for the overweight tourists to work off their beach doughnuts. The whole town has built itself around one main service – sex for tourists.
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
As you walk round the sois of Sunee Plaza in Pattaya, you can hear this invitation uttered dozens of times. It’s a mantra. It’s said in one breath without commas, without pause and without thought. Learned by heart on day one of barker school, and said a thousand times a night by boys who may not speak any other English. The boys on the doors of the gogo bars want your business and the moment you walk past their entrance, you’re the most important man in the soi. Sunee Plaza is a small area based round two sois in the south of Pattaya. It’s not far from Second Road and 10 minutes walk from the more established Boyztown the other side of Pattaya Tai. Just go down by the side of the V.C. hotel and you can’t miss it. You falter; stop walking for half a second. That’s invitation enough for a rough looking lad dressed in jeans and a white vest to put his hand into the crook of your elbow and start to steer you to his door. The adventure has begun.
A curtain is pulled back, revealing the interior of the gogo bar. Loud music issues from the inside and it’s quite dark. You can see a stage on the right hand side, raised about 2 feet from the general floor. There are 6 lads standing on it, dressed only in white underwear. Another 6 or so sit on the front of the stage; some of them wear white vests and check boxer shorts over their white underwear. There are also a few sitting on bar stools at the sides of the stage. A rather attractive girl (actually it is a “katoy” or transgender person) greets you from inside the curtained door frame. With a practiced ease, the barker from outside releases his gentle, yet directing hold on your elbow and transfers your arm to the katoy. She guides you into the club and waves her arm at the bank of seats on the left. There are two rows; one behind the other, with the back row raised a couple of feet above the front row. Three gangways divide the front bank of seats into two seat sections, while the back row is a continuous padded bench. You opt to sit in the back row, near the middle gangway. There are two or three other farang (Westerners) already in there, one of them has a boy sitting next to him.A rather cute, definitely boy, waiter, maybe just 18 years old comes up to you. His long black hair, straight and parted slightly off centre frames his golden, almost cherubic face. “What you drink?” he asks in his best Tinglish. You order a beer. All the drinks are the same price in this club – 120 Baht – about £2.50. If you bought the same beer in an outside beer bar you would pay between 60 and 80 Baht. What makes you happy to pay the extra? Some might call it “the greatest show on earth”. The drink arrives, a bill is put in the pot in front of you and it’s time for the show to start.
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The working boys immediately see a new customer. The first thing is that most of them appear to wake up. Until you walked in, despite already having customers in the place, some of them were dozing off. The boys on the front of the stage sit up straight. One or two take off their vests. Don’t be fooled, the vests, originally worn for legal reasons and modesty, are now used by the boys to fend off the cold. These Thai boys are used to mid 30’s temperatures. In the 26 degree air conditioning of the club it’s downright chilly for them. Imagine standing around in just your underwear in London in a temperature of let's say 12 degrees. You’d be cold too and want to wear a vest. The boys on the stage start to jiggle to the loud disco type music blaring through the sound system. A few of them are actually good dancers.By now the boys on and around the stage have started to try and attract your attention. They are all looking at you. It’s almost as if it’s you in the “zoo” and not them. Most of them have got their hands in their underwear, trying to wake up their slumbering and over worked penises. The boys in this particular bar appear to range in age from about 18 to about 23. You see one particularly attractive lad, aged about 19. He has a toned body, and fewer tattoos than some of the others. It’s a Thai tradition at the moment to cover your body with tattoos. It doesn’t float my boat. I can’t say what this body art does to you, that’s your business. You look at the lad you’ve picked and he smiles at you. You glance down at his crotch – and he pushes the top of his underwear down to reveal a little hair. He’s teasing you. The next thing he does is outline his size with his hands, so you can see the member framed in white cotton. You look back at his eyes. They are dark brown and looking straight at you, boring into you, saying “please take me”. Your eyes flick around the stage, no one else quite appeals like this lad. The contest is over – he has won.
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You nod your head to the side. He lifts a hand and points to himself. You nod and he obediently trots off the stage and comes and sits down beside you. Within milliseconds the cute boy waiter is back in front of the two of you. “Drink?” he asks. You nod and the boy orders something in Thai. Don’t worry. It won’t be champagne or anything expensive. Another bill for 120 baht goes into your pot. The boys realising their chance has gone settle back down to slumbering. Some chat amongst themselves, others just doze. The ones who remain dancing seem to be looking off into the distance. That’s when you realise there is a huge mirrored wall behind your head. This is a common feature in all the bars, large areas of mirrors. The Thai boys love nothing more than looking at themselves, and a large mirror can not be resisted.He picks up his beer and gestures you should do the same. Knocking the two bottles together he mutters “krap” (short for thanks) and takes a big chug. If he can get you to finish your drink there’s a chance you’ll buy another and he gets an extra bonus. You cuddle the boy, but perhaps decide he’s not quite the one for you. Not the special one to take home tonight.
When you have had enough of this lad’s company, you ask for your bill. The really cute boy waiter will come over, give you a total and you pass back a banknote. Your change comes in a plastic book-like wallet and you leave 20 Baht in there as tip and take the rest. You give your boy 100 Baht bonus for sitting with you. He will wai you (a Thai gesture of respect where the boy puts his hand together as in prayer and nods towards you), as you get up to go. As you pass the stage, one final boy catches your eye. He has been trying to get your attention all the time you have been there. You pull out a 20 Baht note from your wallet, stroke his white cotton briefs, place the 20 Baht note in the waistband and depart. The barker boy is still there, trying to get more customers and they all say “Thank you sir” as you leave. The Thais are polite while you have money.
So now we have been to a gogo bar, one of a dozen in the area, but you are still alone for the night. You have a number of options. Another gogo bar perhaps? If you fancy something different, Sunee Plaza has the answer in its host bars. And there are more than 20 of these. Open fronted, not behind closed doors, these bars are somewhere you can sit and have a drink. A boy sitting on a stool calls out to you: ”Welcum inside,” sometimes adding the provocative and inviting “me” on the end. At least it makes a change from
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
A cute waiter, often wearing a uniform vest and shorts will serve you a drink and sit down beside you. Should you fancy another waiter more, that’s easy too and by the right gestures, you can swop your waiters. Don’t worry this is a fact of life and won’t offend. You have to be a little more discrete in the beer bars. After all this is a public area and Pattaya has some standards. Maybe you fancy taking this boy home? All you have to do is tell the boy, pay a fee to the bar, referred to as an “off” fee or “bar fine” and the lad is yours for as long as you want him – an hour to a month! I don’t think I said about the bar fines in gogo bars. The same principal works there and will get you a gogo boy or a waiter for 300 – 500 baht fee to the bar per night. You have to tip the boy generously on top – but 1000 baht is still under £20.Please forgive me now for departing from your tour. I should tell you that this whole area of town is built up around these working boys and nobody cares what they do or bats an eyelid. In fact they welcome it. There are the food concessionaires, walking the streets late at night pushing barrows which house everything from fruit, to cooked squid and even to deep fried cockroaches and crickets. The launderettes, washing those endless streams of white underwear, check boxer shorts and vests. Then there are the Internet shops where the boys who don’t find company look on Gay Romeo for a date. You can’t forget the hotels housing the tourists and the restaurants feeding them. And don’t ignore the massage parlours relaxing them in the afternoon or the 7/11s and Family Marts supplying the bits and bobs for daily living. I could mention more support facilities such as the beer warehouses stocking the bars; the motorbike repair shops servicing the lads’ motorbikes; the pharmacies selling the Kamagra Gel for the aging tourists and the overworked boys. There’s even a gym for the overweight tourists to work off their beach doughnuts. The whole town has built itself around one main service – sex for tourists.
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
The history of Pattaya is interesting. Until the mid 20th century it was a sleepy fishing village. In the time of the Vietnam War, the Americans built a large air force base close to the town. Towards the end of the war, they started using Pattaya as an area to send the combatants for R&R. A town started to grow. Now put war-weary American veterans into a tropical setting, and what do they want? Sex. The local girls were happy to provide this and so Walking Street started to grow up. By the mid 80s it was a shanty town of wooden huts and loose women. At about the same time, but far more discrete, Boyztown had started to develop and the gay market had established itself.
Through the 1990s the straight prostitute market exploded. Cheapening air travel, better accommodation, more available tourist money and general economic prosperity lead to Walking Street becoming what it is today. Sunee Plaza, Pattaya’s second gay area started in the late 1980s and by the mid 90s was firmly established. Boyztown is frequented by coach loads of non-gay tourists. You will frequently see two or three coach parties per night, usually Japanese, mixed sexes and hetero, walking around the area, being guided through. One can imagine the party looking at the gay “exhibits”. They peer in through the open door on the occasional club and wonder at the boys they see. However Sunee is still quiet and largely un-troubled by non-gay tourists. You have the willpower and the freedom to be enticed inside. Just listen to the barkers:
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
I had the time of my life in Sunee Plaza, and if you feel a little adventurous, if this has whetted your appetite just a little, come and visit. You’ll be very welcome inside and the boys will look after you.
You can read all about the real Sunee Plaza on http://www.suneeplaza.info/
Through the 1990s the straight prostitute market exploded. Cheapening air travel, better accommodation, more available tourist money and general economic prosperity lead to Walking Street becoming what it is today. Sunee Plaza, Pattaya’s second gay area started in the late 1980s and by the mid 90s was firmly established. Boyztown is frequented by coach loads of non-gay tourists. You will frequently see two or three coach parties per night, usually Japanese, mixed sexes and hetero, walking around the area, being guided through. One can imagine the party looking at the gay “exhibits”. They peer in through the open door on the occasional club and wonder at the boys they see. However Sunee is still quiet and largely un-troubled by non-gay tourists. You have the willpower and the freedom to be enticed inside. Just listen to the barkers:
“Come inside sir new boy sexy boy big cock.”
I had the time of my life in Sunee Plaza, and if you feel a little adventurous, if this has whetted your appetite just a little, come and visit. You’ll be very welcome inside and the boys will look after you.
You can read all about the real Sunee Plaza on http://www.suneeplaza.info/
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