Fellow ISGer Mick Licker has put together a really comprehensive Google Map of Sukhimvit action spots. Not only does it cover the regular Sukhimvit haunts like Beer Garden, Soi Cowboy and Nana Plaza, it has a very detailed set of pointers to many massage parlors, which Mick is well-known for his detailed and informative reports on ISG. No matter where you are staying on the Sukhimvit strip, there is a den of relief just minutes away for your tired muscles and swollen testicles. Enjoy Bangkok! AsianRain

GETTING THERE: Getting to Brickfields is easy. The easiest access is by monorail to the Monorail KL Sentral station. You can also go to KL Sentral train station and take the north exit (towards the airport bus stands), a 2 min walk to the monorail station. If you are coming by taxi, then have the driver drop you at Monorail KL Sentral Station. The monorail station is located along Jalan Tun Sambanthan (which was formerly called Brickfields under the British). Once you are at the monorail KL Sentral station, you are just a few steps away from the Brickfields RLD. With the main KL Sentral station to your back and facing the ticket booths of the monorail station (See pic Brickfields1), walk up under the monorail tracks, keeping the booths on your left. Just 15m up you will see an alleyway to the right. At the corner of this alley there are often girls sitting at the back of one of the fuck shops (if you see anything you like, just approach and chat up a girl). If you proceed up under the tracks another 30m, you will come to an intersection. This is the hub of action - and there are fuck shops in every direction. I have drawn a little map (Brickfields RLD Map) which reference to 2 pics - Brickfields1 and Brickfields2. From the Brickfields2 pic taken at the intersection, you can see that there is not much marking the shops. There are also a couple more shops off the main track. To get to them, follow the row of cheap hotels/massage down to Jalan Sambanthan 4 and make a right. Go past the 7-11 and make a left on Jalan Sultan Abadi Samad. There are two small shops located in the row on the left side about 15m up.

HOW IT WORKS: The shops were very approachable in my experience. About half are located at the ground level and the other half require you to walk up a short flight of stairs. There is usually a guy standing at the entrance, who will point you in or up as you approach. Everything is low key and low pressure, so if you are new to this kind of scene just relax, be brave and enter any shop you like. None of the shops had any marking, except for one at the left side of the main street with “23″ scrawled on the doors (referenced on the map). I walked into 4 shops and the setup was pretty much similar - girls would either be sitting or standing outside their rooms. Just look over the merchandise. If there is any provider that catches your fancy, just point and you are ready for pay-for-play. A papa-san type character would be there to collect money. I was told by one papa-san “Fifty ringgit for fifty minutes,” which I immediately retranslated to “Fifty ringgit for FIFTEEN minutes.” No way are the girls going to be allowed to work for close to an hour for small change. I was quoted the magic RM50 number at all the shops I visited. I don’t know if I was subjected to a White Skin Tax because I have seen reports that costs can be lower, but I wasn’t going to argue about a US$15/pop price. Once you have paid your money, it is in to the room and you get about your business quickly. See experience note below.

IMPRESSIONS: Brickfields is not for a pampered P4P experience. It is raw no-pretense high turnaround working class gotta-do-a-quick-sperm-dump fuck shop action. On the plus side, the whole system seems straightforward and safe. I didn’t feel at all unsafe (although I took care to bring only RM100 in RM10 denominations) and the touts/papa-sans made me feel welcome as anybody. Most of the providers are mid-20s, with some going well into their late 30s - if there were any younger girls, they were occupied. I would suspect that the majority are MILFs, so don’t expect flat bellies and perky tits. For my rather limited exposure, the providers seemed relatively upbeat in terms of the expressions on their face and the way they carried themselves (some of the girls joked with me while I was looking). On the negative side, well, I couldn’t really find any when I indexed Brickfields based solely on cost. However, I observed that none of the shops had air conditioning in the room. For me personally, without at least a fan, I can find it very difficult (if not impossible) to perform in a room if I am sweating.

EXPERIENCE & ADVICE: I walked the Brickfields area on two separate nights. Truth be told, I didn’t pick out all the shops on the first walkabout and didn’t find the providers I spotted very appealing. On the second night, I was determined to try things out so I set out with a purpose. Unfortunately I must have come at a peak time as some of the shops had all girls occupied. I was about to give up when I spotted a cute Indian spinner named Shahee sitting at the back of the shop closest to the monorail station. I approached, she stood up and smiled (always a good sign) and asked if I wanted her for fifty. I said yes, handed her a RM50 note, which she gave it to her papa-san and we went inside. She took me straight into a room that did not have a door, just a half-assed bed sheet-type curtain for a door. Hmmm. She immediately started stripping, but only took off her jeans and panties. Okay, fine, I did the same. She then unwrapped a condom and tried to put it on, but my cock was limp as a wet noodle. Mercifully she heeded my request to lick my nipples for some stimulation as she fondled my cock. I went to play with her breasts but she cut me off. Once my dick got hard she rolled on the condom, skipping straight past any offer of blow job, and layed back on the bed with her legs spread and pulled back. Okay, quick and dirty. I didn’t waste much time to insert Tab A into Slot B. While I was banging away I confirmed she was a MILF with lots of stetchmarks on her belly… probably a good thing that she kept on her shirt and bra. She was making a good effort of things with accommodating position, nice moans and nipple licking to boot, but I was decidedly out of sorts with all the people in the cooridor passing by my sheet-curtain-for-a-door room. I decided that extra attention was going to be necessary. I took off the condom, had her lick my nipples gently while I thought nasty thoughts about my Indonesian 3-holer squeeze and jerked myself to a happy ending. Okay, that box was ticked. Cleaned up, got dressed and I slipped Shahee an optional RM10 tip. She was happy and my balls were happy.

Based on my limited experience, I might offer the following tips: (1) If you see a provider you like, take her. She might be occupied later and being picky will only end up in frustration. (2) If you want specific service or a certain girl, like blow job service or a girl with no baby, don’t be shy and ask the papa-san. He will steer you towards the right provider. (3) If you want at least the minimum of privacy, avoid the fuck rooms which don’t have a proper door!

EXTRAS: Along the main street with the cheap hotels I noticed several massage shops, many of which were offering massage by blind people. Saw a sign on a regular shop which said RM28. Along with the choice of cheap restuaurants, it should be possible to have dinner, get your pole waxed and have a nice body or foot massage for under RM100. Brickfields isn’t exactly mongering paradise, but isn’t that a nice package?

Enjoy Kuala Lumpur, AsianRain

The GOOD
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The day after I posted my ad I got a reply from a girl calling herself “Tomoko” asking if we could meet the next day and stating “I don’t need dinner or movie. Just give me good sex” in her reply. Mmmm. That sounded promising. We set up the time by e-mail and Tomoko mentioned that she had to leave at 11pm if she was going to get the train home. I told her she was welcome to stay so we could have a relaxing date. The next evening she came at 9:15 and I was very pleasantly surprised as I opened my door to see a cute well-proportioned J-girl of about 23yo. As I welcomed her in I was thanking my good fortune that she wasn’t fat, terribly unattractive or packing a dick.

After a bit of chit chat and sharing the great view of the famous Shibuya Dogenzaka Scramble Crossing (see pic) from my hotel room window. Tomoko said she had just finised law school and was studying to take the grueling bar exam (only about 25% pass annually), which explains why she was in need of stress relief. I positioned myself behind Tomoko where I could kiss her neck. After some kissing slipped my hand up her shirt and felt her smooth milky white J-girl skin. More kissing and petting and pulled up her shirt. Off with the bra. Down with the pants. Over to the bed. Licked and sucked her tits. Went down and kissed the mound of her very smoothly shaved pussy. Serious DATY and ass licking. Slipped a finger up her bunghole and licked her clit with a fury to her first orgasm. Spread her legs and slipped my cock into her drenched fuck box. Tomoko’s pussy was a serious cock gobbler. She wanted to have it hard and I gave it to her as requested. Mish, doggy and cowgirl were on the menu as she had 2 more happy orgasms. Time for me to be happy. Tomoko tweaked my nipples as I pumped her snatch - I withdrew as I was ready to spurt, wheeled up to her breasts and blew my massive wad all over her chest and face. Total ball sack relief.

Watched a bit of the Olympics and then got up to do some e-mail. Quietly popped a couple pics of the sleeping Tomoko (one pic attached). Got back in bed, Tomoko awakened, pulled my hand down to her pussy and she was ready for a second round. Repeated the action and ready for bed. Sleep to morning.

In the morning Tomoko showered and left. No offer of phone number or second meeting. She was strictly a one time wonder and I must admit I was grateful for her throwing me a sweet fuck.

The BAD
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A couple days after Tomoko got a mail with a pic (attached) from a mature J-lady calling herself “Taro”. She suggestively replied “I like dinner, movie and sex too.” We set up a date and I was a bit late, so we met at the lobby of my hotel. She looked considerably more mature than her pic, but I figured if I was going to be begging, why should I be choosing. We went out to a nearby nice restaurant and she was keen to order the most expensive things on the menu - wine, steak, etc. I didn’t really care because I knew that the bill would be paid by someone else, but what was really annoying was that this lady had the personality of a wet rag. We got through dinner and I asked her what was next, expecting that we would retire back to my comfortable hotel room. Without skipping a beat, she replied that she was going off to the gym. WTF. Just so I didn’t miss anything, I suggested that she come for some exercise back at the hotel. She replied she wanted to go to her gym. WTF. What I did was the sweetest thing I could have done under the circumstances. I paid the bill and walked straight out without saying a word. In retrospect, it might have been funny if I would have quietly said “warikan” (or “Dutch treat”) to the waiter and stuck the free meal grubbing wench with half the bill. But I wasn’t wasting time as I had some Plan B activities (another report), so lesson learned.

I guess 50-50 is not bad for non-paid CL nampa, but I think I came out better than most as the ratio of female to male postings is very unfavorable. If I had to do it again, I would make sure the second girl came to my room first for sex (or at least confirm intentions) then go out for dinner or whatever. I don’t know if this is the best nampa method. With a nice Shibuya hotel room to offer, I could probably do better chatting up the cute J-girls on the second floor seating area of Starbucks. I stopped there for a latte late one night and there were quite a few unattached females. Enjoy Tokyo! AsianRain

Just sit down, order a beer and let one of the girls go to work on you. For 700 bhat they will vacuum slurp you right then and there and take every last bit of your seed in their sweet Thai mouths. The descriptions I have heard about the place are as down-and-dirty as it gets. One guy talked about how his suck artist forgot tissues and went over to the bar sink to spit out her mouthful of spunk. Mmmm. Oh so sanitary.

I hear that the back room - again, read toilet - is not only available for more private blow jobs, but an extra 300-500 bhat will get you full service fuck sessions if you don’t mind slipping your sausage to a girl amongst the aroma of piss and whatever. It’s not the right environment for shy boys, but definitely worth a look! Enjoy Bangkok! AsianRain

Getting There (directions courtesy of Bangkok Bad Boy): Take the BTS skytrain to Saladaeng station and walk to Patpong or take the MRT to Silom station and walk to Patpong. Patpong Soi 2 is the smaller of the Patpong sois. The first Patpong Soi you will reach when walking from the train stations. Star of Light is on the right-hand side when coming from Silom, towards the far end of the soi, tucked in behind a row of beer bars. Look for the sign in the window - pictured - and a row of girls sat outside. Yes, all of them are waiting for a mouthful of your jizz, so don’t be shy.

Upon my first night free in the city I made my way to the illustrious District 1 of the city. Without the bravery of other members of the board, I did not feel like wasting my night on a maybe and waiting for moto girls to drop by and bless me with a low price and unbeleviable survice.

At 11:45 p.m. the nice taxi driver dropped me off in front of the lines of local pubs all offering the valuable service of inebration and poor choices (my first destination of course for the later rather than the former). Immediatly I was intimidated with the barrage of options available. In quite a humorus arrangement, as you walk down the street a slew of girls will open the door and ask you to come in as you walk by. I am very picky, and looking for the spinner style, decide to make my way along the stop/go action of perusing the newly opened doors. Unfourtunatly the crowd makes seeing more than four or 5 options at a time difficult. I could tell by the excitement, that once in a pub alone you were not leaving that way without being rude. Being alone and pissing off a mama was not on my priority list.

Rule 1: Dont piss off the mama
Rule 2: With a friend is always better

Towards the edge of the street I walked by one of the big hotels and stopped for a minute to observe a few actions. The first thing that I noticed is that foreigners looking for action were employing two tactics. 1) Going directly to their known location without stopping 2) Standing outside and slightly out of sight of the bars seeing if they can pick up independent action. The sly smile of one of the second tacticians indicated that it was not a first time, he had a target in sight and was too busy to talk and he also gave me the abashed look of someone who knew they could afford either but was too cheap. Since he was busy I was not going to stop and ask for pointers to his prefereable approach. But I would recommend at least a 30 min stab in the dark at this approach to anyone not in a time crunch.

Rule 3: Watch the local action, others have propably learned by trial and error. Every environment is different.

This is where I made a huge mistake, after passing the foregner in front of the hotel, I was approached by a little girl selling chewing gum. After looking around and finding no other beggers in the area, I have a weakness for children, I purchased the gum at 10,000. Immediatly a boy popped up with the same gum and started whining at me. After a moments hesitation, my mistake was noted in my head and I decided to pay the price for my mistake (10,000VND is a small price). Knowing that i have now attracted attention, I make a beeline for the refuge of the hotel. Taking a minute or two in the lobby I decide to sneak around the side of the hotel and continue my search for the holy grail, slightly reminicent of a Harrison Ford exit. Noticing my path to the other side of the street i was previously on, I started to continue my stop/go review for the true grail. When I hear someone approaching behind me…. The boy who obviously anticipated my tactic was following me. This time I decide to ignore him and continue walking. He kept following with a cry and his only English of “Mister please… only 10,000… only 10,000.” So here I am, looking for action, walking by bars with a kid who wont stop following me. Call me old fashion, but it is a sincere buzz kill. I finally decide that ignoring isnt working, the doors are no longer opening and I am not about to have a kid follow me inside one of these places, so I tried the walking approach… I picked up the pace and started putting distance between me and his point of orgin. After I decided i had gone about .75 kilometers I started making way way back on the streets that would lead to the bars. The kid still in tow, but looking a little tired now (it was 12:30 after all), I continued on happily know this could not last much longer. Thats when my planning broke down, the boy (obviously fairly intelligent) realized his loosing battle, he then decided to go to a last ditch effort and one I did not anticipate. He stepped in my way, forcing me to slow and latched onto my leg. Not, the typical hand on the ankle, but he wrapped his legs around mine and sat on my foot. I was stuck, having already given him money I was not about to give more, and now i was at the point where I had to stand there all night or physically remove the kid. I gently grabbed his arms and removed them, but he fought back. I could not overpower him without hurting him, and I could not walk down the street showing off for the ladies with a kid on my foot. Feeling more than embarrased, and at a loss for options, I grabbed his hands again and stood him up. About this time a bouncer at one of the bars who saw me on the way past previously noticed my dilemma and told me if I went to his bar he would help get rid of him. (Had I been opening an office there i would have hired this bouncer immediatly with his brilliant marketing tactic). I decided that yes, a stay in even a dingy bar with ugly women was worth the price of loosing my attachment and followed him. Upon arrival at the door, two other bouncers came and kindly helped extract my tumor from the death grip on my arm. I stayed outside to make sure they were nice to the kid in his departure and then entered the bar.

Rule 4: Do not acknowledge beggars, pretent you cant hear them and always look past them here. Other places are different. But eye contact, or telling them no seems to bring out their more aggresive side.

26 Mac Thi Buoi Street
Upon entering my safehaven, I grew concerned. There were only about 10 girls there and nothing worth pursuing that I saw immediatly. Then as i pushed my way to the bar, I finally saw what I wanted since my arrival in HCM. Dressed in a two peice pink bikini with bows, about 20, perfect proportions, slim, nice smile, not too much makeup, slender, perfect breast size, nice ass, sexy skin (nice tatoo on the back), without too many kilometers on her. I walked directly toward her (a definate 10), altering my path slightly from the beeline to the bar. She smiled and I brought her to the bar with me. Having a beer intolerance I ordered a gin tonic and told her to get a drink. She placed herself between the barstool and the bar with me on the barstool and stood close to me. I tried talking and she did not speak any language I did. We got past the usual where are you from stuff in English, and I decided to try learning a few words in vietnamese (I later got a very good sexual vocabulary in Vietnamese which I wish I could remember but that is jumping ahead in my story). While this was happening four other girls joined all around and began massaging, kissing, nipple carrasing and a manner of other things that added as a whole was very nice. Needless to say, I focused all of my attention on the one I was interested, and did a very thoughugh breast and vaginal exam and after a min was surprised to find the bikini bottom had become moist. The other girls all asked for drinks, and of course I very carefully obliged after remembering the faces and keeping the tally in the back of my head. Within about 10 min from my arrival I decided that drinks were no longer on my agenda and decided to talk to the mama, who magically appeared at the bar just as I was going to ask the one English speaker there where she was. I said hello to the mama, and was about to offer her a drink when she told me that her fee was 20 and the girls was 70. I confirmed that this was an all night price to cover my shock at the high prices. At that point, the girl I was with said something and then stepped into the back. I then decided to ask for the bill. For the second sticker shock my bill came out to be 735,000 VND (about 45USD) for 6 drinks. Having a close look at the bill i asked the mama to come over and noted that I did not order nuts. (An irony considering the screweing I was taking). I also decided to let the disgruntlement about her ‘fee schedule’ come out, I decided to talk price. I told her the price was too high and made a couple of other offers. She stuck to her story without moving and I decided to pay my bill and cut my losses. As i walked out, waiting for me in plain clothes and even more attractive in her street clothes was my ten. Standing in front of the taxi. In the back of my mind I calculated what another bar trip would cost vs. just taking home this prize. I knew I was being screwed, but I consoled myself with the thought that these costs are nothing compared to Taiwan or Singapore. I think also considered the likelihood that I would find another gem this good if I saw 500 other choices (from my stop/go experience earlier i decided not). At this point I must say i am sorry to the community for paying at this price, as I know it may affect others. But my stiff penis was thinking.

Rule 5: Bars are a rip off, we all know it and we all still go on ocassion. Always buy a drink for ‘her’ friends and keep it to one each.
Rule 6: Have 20,000VND bills ready for any of the girls who provide you a service while you are making your final arrangements (i.e. penis massage, ear licking etc.) you may just be at that bar again, or another that they are connected with.

My Hotel
Upon arrival at the hotel, I began to worry about wether they would actually let my guest in. Luckily the reception area was very empty, and someone I had seen before was there. My ‘friend’ seemed ready to run apparently with the same doubts I had. But I walked straight up to the counter, passed the person 50,000 and said thanks…. At that point he just looked at me and smiled and asked for the ID of my guest. As quick as that we were upstairs. Upon entry I asked her if she wanted a shower and we proceeded in. She gave me a nice lather down and I of course returned the favor. We kissed and touched, but I was really waiting for the bed. As soon as I laid down she went over and got my cigarettes and lighter and condoms, obvioulsy preparing for a long evening. Once done she got on the bed and started with a BBJ while I fingered her and admired her perfect body. She was a 7/10 on the BJ but watching her do it brought it up to a 9/10. I then laid her down on her side facing me and proceeded to start with a frontal sex while kissing. A great start but rarely used by myself, so an extra nice treat. She was wet again, this is only the second time I have got a prostitute wet, and that was an excitement all of its own. She did not try fake moaning, or try telling me… you or so good or its so big or any of that other fake stuff that really annoys me. She was tight and the initial entry from the side took a few practiced swings. We went through a series of me on top, her on top from the side and through it all she seemed to enjoy it. She got shivers, and all of the other things that professional woman just dont tend to feel after a while. After about 35 min of full action, I just couldnt take it any more (and kept telling myself I could go more) so the big finish was nothing special, but very pleasureable. She then lit a smoke for me. We then showered, grabbed some food and slept. I woke her up a couple of hours later (she was ready for action again too) and I reapeated the processes for a longer period of time (not sure how long exactly). I did not try greek, or anything really erotic, but I didnt need to with with this beauty. She was happy for everything we did, and I never got a bored or reluctant look on her face. We then showered again and went out to have breakfast. We returned to the hotel, she gave me a 30 min. bbj and nodded okay to take it in the mouth. She did not rush to spit it out but kept sucking until the tank was dry, then went to brush her teeth. I paid her the fee we agreed upon and the fee for the mama, then gave her a 500,000 tip (just as she was about to leave I asked her if it was okay and she informed me I didnt pay enough) I went and got the claculator and found that I had screwed up the math, but she was still going to leave with what I gave her. I corrected the sum, walked her out to the taxi and payed for that too.

Rule 7: Always find a good receptionist before you leave that has some idea of what you are doing. And grease his finger up front before he has time to reject your visitor.

Rule 8: Always always tip if you have had a good time (becuase they give their private numbers at the end here)

I have travelled many places in asia, been treated to the most expesive places in Taiwan, China and Malaysia and personally gone to several other places but have never had the quality of service or authenticism anywhere else I have been. This was my best experience bar none, even though I was screwed, and I would repeat it again in a heartbeat. I hope that you can also learn from my many mistakes and get only the good.

Rule 9: Sometimes getting screwed up front can lead to a pleasureable screw later.

Totals in USD
44.39 Drinks (cough cough…. they were watered down and cheap drinks.)
70 Girl (high price, but no regrets)
20 Mama (20? really… too high for my blood)
4.84 Friends (I would have paid triple, oh wait… I did for their drinks)
15.10 Taxi (both ways)
30.00 tip to girl (worth every cent)
3.00 tip to receptionist
1.20 to beggars (stingier than normal, but they were too aggressive for me)
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US$188.53 total (while I know I got ripped off here, compared to many other places it is cheap)

The best scams happen without the victim even knowing or realizing. And they range from petty thefts to outright felonies. There’s all sorts. I came across a site Bangkok Scams which has started as a blog to report and discuss scams that people experience while in Bangkok. My favorite scam genre of course are the ones related to sex and girls, like the article on Patpong Sex Shows. This is the classic Bangkok tourist scam. Bait and switch. Get ‘em in. Rip ‘em off. And fuck ‘em if they can’t take a joke.

Check out the site and enjoy the (completely educational) reading.

Before I move on today, let me tell you about a cute little harmless scam that I experienced while on vacation in Bangkok. I was touring the City of Smiles whith my girlfriend. There is a public boat taxi service that plys the Chao Phya river. When we went to buy our tickets, the girl at the booth mumbles “seventy” when asked the price. Without thinking much about it, I hand over 150 bhat (circa $5) for our two tickets and the girl gives back 10 bhat - smooth as silk. Later we realize that the price was really “seven” bhat. Innocent scam, yeah, I know it. The ticket girl just took advantage. But it is much better to be out the silly 63 bhat difference rather than be out many more times that.

I don’t think too much about scams. But it is worth it to keep aware. Too keep things in perspective, just remember that locals fuck locals as bad as they do foreigners. That’s just life in Asia. Enjoy, AsianRain

Blok M will be operating at a low key pace, but operating nonetheless. Palatehan bars will be closed on Sunday 31st August 2008 and Monday 1st September 2008 and then two weeks later on Tuesday 16th September 2008. Opening times will be normal on other days, but last orders will be taken at 1.30am and customers need to be out by 2am. Punting will be going full swing, with live music replacing disco allowed. At least this is the way that I saw it happening during my visit at Ramadhan time last year.

If you have never experienced Blok M in Jakarta, it is a little corner of South Jakarta, a business and shopping quarter that is home to a motley collection of bars, discos and night clubs. It’s well known to all the Jakarta expats, and anyone visiting the city who wants a real taste of the famous Jakarta night-life must put it at the top of their itinerary. Although it hasn’t been updated in a while, you can check out The Reveller’s Blok M Site with plenty of maps and information on the Blok M scene. My favorite bars at Blok M continue to be Top Gun and My Bar (by far, especially since I am a pool hound). If you are looking for great western food, Sportsman’s has a superb burger and G-String has awesome Cajun Chicken. The Reveller also has a more updated Blog M blog and discussion forum for more recent discussion on Blok M action. Many of the bar owners and Blok regulars are quite active on the forum, including Hitesh of My Bar (who is developing a nicer pool game when he isn’t keeping things in order).

Check out these sites and get yourself to Blok M for some fun! Enjoy Jakarta, AsianRain

Once you get the first taste of mongering, your life is forever changed. The sites and sounds you dream of your next trip.

It becomes a vicious cycle of planning and maximizing all funds and vacation time to just get back to your mongering destination faster and faster. Your life as you know it back home and all things around you in your western life don’t matter. All your friends and family don’t understand. No one can possibly ever know the feeling you get stepping into a mongering destination as Thailand, Dubai or PI, or having a sexy, young third world girl naked laying before you.

You begin to look around at your neighbors, looking at their fat wife’s, their huge mortgage, 2 car payments, and mountains of bills every month. And you begin to wish that one day you’ll never end up like that or ever go back to that lifestyle. You begin to realize that you are forever changed, and nothing will be the same.

Why go to a local strip club? Pay $20 for a lap dance? That is a blow job and fuck in PI. Eventually nothing becomes fun anymore, going traveling, going hiking, nothing really seems to match the feeling you had in Dubai, PI Thailand, nothing.

Your friends and parents will start to question why you’re on your 5th trip to Thailand a row. “Why do you keep going there?” “Why don’t you grow up” “that is not real life over there” “your partaking in the sex trade/human trafficking ring” “you can’t get any pussy here in the western world so you go overseas” “you looking for a mail order bride”

You hear all these negatives around you, and no one understands. No one except your fellow mongers. Deep inside, though everyone is making fun of you or criticizing you, you feel sorry for the guys that don’t know about the third world. Your friends would have so much fun if they would only go to the third world and see what you have seen, yet 95% of your friends will or come up with excuses not to go.

You look at your pictures from your trips and smile at every image and picture that brought you so much happiness. 

Those few months while you’re not on vacation is torture. I comb the internet and message boards for anything new or news about my favorite mongering destinations.

The life of a monger is a rollercoaster of ultimate highs, and horrible lows. I’m sometimes hesitant to bring new guys to the life because I know it will fuck them up for life. It is truly the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. A curse that can never be cured until he day I become a millionaire. Its worst than any street drug, that pussy is the most addictive substance known to man.

The Few The Proud The Mongers…
Right on Daddy! I couldn’t have said it better. Thanks for allowing reprint of your post. For those of you rotting away in the USA or other sex prisions, get out to Asia as soon as possible! The pain of return will be much less than the pleasure of cumming! Hehe. AsianRain

Fuck it. If I was even transiting the social wasteland of the US, you can be sure that I would encrypt any personal files and keep memory cards well away from the snouts of the airport security workers.

Without even considering the legal, ethical, and Constitutional problems with this, it is simply an absolute waste of time. Unless someone has an obvious list of terrorist contacts in his address book, or a schematic of an airplane, there is simply no security benefit to this intrusion. I foretell that this will prove to be only an incredible hassle for already stressed travelers. It will however, allow for TSA to compile one hell of an iTunes playlist. Stay encrypted, AsianRain

To add to this story, Ralph of Men’s Asia Travel Exploits stopped by to tell me of the following story his friend experienced:

It has not happened to me as yet but it happened recently to a friend of mine when returning home. This guy is actually an attorney and knows the law. He did have some happy snaps of his exploits with him but was not concerned. He said the onus would be on them to prove the age of the girl if they tried to suggest she was underage.They went through him like a fine tooth comb. From what he told me they are just assholes about it so while they did this he taunted and abused them.

He was taking Christmas presents back for some of my friend and relatives. They just ripped the Christmas wrapping off with out regard for even keeping track of the names associated with the individual gifts.I will just say that even at the place I am living there are no such pics on my computer if I am not working on it. They are all stored offline.