Three days of threesomes Part 2 – By SJW
Posted by Scampering Jack Wilshere | Blog, Reader Submissions | Posted on October 12th, 2011
Now then, it’s later Sunday, early evening at this point. I have a shockingly early flight to Kuala Lampur on Monday morning. All attempts to raise local partners for frolic and mirth on the mojo wire met with steadfast silence. The rest of the world, it would seem, wanted a quiet Sunday night in with the family. Or something like that. However, I was on a mission. Having managed a soapie threesome and an oily threesome I decided I was hell bent on a go-go threesome.
The go-go scene is my least favorite of all of the options in BKK, and this trip was a great example why. In the after hours clubs there are ‘tweeners’ to chase and the odd non-whore to talk with. The massage joints actually give a fuck about customer service and repeat business if you pick the right one. The go-gos, in my experience, are barely concerned at all with any of that. You don’t get you bill padded at Caesar’s and your Akane girl, if you offer, will order a drink and thank you politely for it. But she won’t bitch and moan and pull faces if you don’t. So, with my prejudices in mind, here’s how it went.
Dropped by Long Gun and Rawhide, where I am moderately friendly with the management. Nothing to float my boat. Said hello to Ye Olde Barfine Of 2008, bought her a drink and put a peck on her cheek and moved on. Tilac was fun, mostly because the last time I was there was the high of the high season, and most of the lookers had punters lined up three deep and you were lucky to get a quick tickle and wink for your lady drink. The dregs of July, with Bangkok roughly as hospitable a vacation destination as a very humid pizza oven, brought newfound attention for a man merely as hansum as I. Adam Smith’s invisible hand doing it’s grim, relentless work. Still, nothing that really rocked me like a heliport at Tilac. It was getting late at this point, so I decided to cut to the end of the story. Shark bar, for me, has always had consistently the hottest girls on Cowboy. Maybe not the sexiest, maybe not the best in the short time hotel, maybe not the friendliest, but if you’re a man on a mission and want to put together a late Sunday threesome to finish out a weekend of them, I thought it was the go to joint.
And here’s where things went seriously tits up. And I don’t mean that in a good way. Take a seat on the left side, fairly far down, close to the bar. After a few minutes, some chick who is NOT dancing, and not up to Shark standards, starts climbing all over me. Let’s call her Yellow, since that was the color of her dress. I get the usual five question bar girl interrogation to establish that I’m not much of a catch (Don’t live in Thailand, leaving tomorrow, etc), then she asks for a drink. I’m constitutionally generous, so sure, have a drink, and no, I’m not taking you out of the bar. I am polite but firm about this fact. Have a drink, grind on my crotch if that’s your thing, but I’m not taking you out of the bar. Also, such girls can be helpful. She speaks fluent Thai and Bar Girl, a pair of lingos in which my ability is more or less nil. Her English isn’t bad by bar girl standards so if she can help me set up threesome number three there’s a few hundred baht in it for her. So I say to her, ‘I sure do like the cut of [number redacted]’s jib, suppose you could call her over?’ Oh, that’s my cousin, Yellow says. Fair enough, half of the time in the go-gos it seems like you walked into some bizarro world family reunion, so many of them are each other’s cousins or sisters or great aunts once removed or whatever. So then, Yellow, maybe you call over you cousin Number Redacted for a quick chat?
Number Redacted is duly called over to visit, we get another round of drinks, and we chat for a bit. Number Redacted up close is indeed Shark Bar standard. Tiny, tight little body, quite pretty. So, I ask her if she has time to squeeze in one more short time for the night, figuring I’ll clear that before asking about involving a friend. And what, pray tell, does Number Redacted say? ‘I think you go with my cousin, Yellow.’ Again, I politely, but firmly say that Yellow is not for me tonight. Who knows what the future holds, our love may yet blossom into its tender youth yet, but not tonight. Number Redacted once again pushes the hard sell for Yellow. For whatever reason, this just pissed me off to no end. NOT that Number Redacted should be expected to go with me if she doesn’t want too. If I’m too tall or too short or too ugly or if she’s just had enough after a long weekend on the pole, she doesn’t even owe me an explanation. However, I really don’t need advice from one rent girl on which other rent girl to pick. In addition, Yellow took this as her cue to restart the hard sell all over again. No, no, no, and no. At this point it’s 12.30, time is running out. I’m in for a couple rounds for me and a couple rounds of lady drinks. And then I just got incredibly annoyed. Here was my Triple Triple, falling apart like a souffle, right before my very eyes. To make matters worse, during my last trip almost exactly the same thing happened to me in Shark. One girl latched on to me and simple would not let go. Again, politely but firmly I had told her no dice. Cutesy sad girl faces, blah blah blah. Chased away any other girl I wanted to talk to and generally ruined the my time there. Considerably annoyed, I drained my drink and demanded a check bin. 790 baht NOT to have a threesome. Both Number Redacted and Yellow had sudden and dramatic changes in attitude. Maybe they thought I was going to make a scene. In gratuitous prick mode I waited for and kept all two hundred ten baht of change. Nary a kopek for you girls. Headed out for one last swing around Cowboy. Nothing but the dregs, a slow Sunday in low season hardly brings out the A-list in the best of circumstances, and those Ladies of Questionable Virtue who could had clearly made their Dosh in the early hours and buggered off Home. Can’t say I blamed them a bit.
Considered a run to Nana Liquid but thought of my 5.30 wake up call. Considered trying PMMP and Daywalker again. Neither seemed an especially good idea. I was out of over the counter medication to entice the freelancers home with me, and since PMMP had been impossible to raise in the mojo wire eight hours previous I didn’t expect he was waiting by the phone for me to call. Threw in the towel around one AM and headed back to the hotel. So, so close, but the Triple Triple was not to be . . .










SJW – You’re not gonna believe this…. pmmp and I were waiting by the phone for your call. We procured a whole gaggle of girls who were wanting to threesomes.
They’d just turned away from the Eden club for being too slutty. Honest.
View all comments by Daywalker
As to Yellow…
Often times, it is best to blow them off completely in order to avoid what happened. Yes, being generous of spirit is a good thing, but that virtue gets you nowhere in the bowels of Cowboy.
Hong Kong…we warmly welcome men of your ilk here…you’ll fit in fabulously.
View all comments by Indu WangZi
the mamasan in shark bar will sort you out, next time just tell her exactly what youre after
View all comments by BangkokMilkshakes
So where the hell is Akane then?
And what’s on the menu? Is it a standard deal? Go in, chuck some money at them and tell them not to talk with their mouths full?
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@DW – I knew it, you bastards. Holding ouit on my like that. Well, next time I’m lining up a gaggle of strung out lima bravos at 6AM for me and Penfers you are DEFINITELY not invited. BTW – Akane is on Soi 33, and they have a web site, akane-corp.com that has the same menu they give you when you sit down in the joint.
@Indu W – it looks like HK is the most likely landing spot for me. I’ll be working in the IT/finance racket. Any good advice on my new home town? It’s a long term move for me, assuming I don’t screw it up. But as of now I know very, very little about the place.
@Shakes – I’ve never intentionally talked to a mamasan on a go-go in my life. Maybe that’s the mistake I’m making. Or one of them at least.
View all comments by Scampering Jack Wilshere
“You helicopter man!” Yeah, when you tell girl #1 to go retrieve girl #2, I think its best to let #1 know your plans for the night before she calls her over. But sometimes you just have bad luck/bad timing. You probably should have went with the same technique you used with Nataree popason. When You find one that really loves threesomes you have her recruit for you,,, as long as you can stand her mood swings.
View all comments by ROLLN
Last time I was in Shark Bar, this girl I used to casually sexualise kicked me right in the fucking face as I tried to barfine one of her slut mates. The bitch jumped down off the stage and tried to claw my eyes out. Whore caught a stiff straight 3fingered-jab to the windpipe in the mele, which stopped her in retina gouging tracks. Should of uppercutted the hateful little cunt
This resulted in me and a buddy of mine getting slung out, en route to a mini brawl with the security fags. This means my custom is probably no longer welcome there. Fuck Shark Bar with a shitty dick is what I say.
View all comments by Young Penfold
SJW – Good write up, too bad you couldnt complete the trifecta-fecta….
YP – jesus rolled hard.
Rolln – you still headed to town in novemeber? *i think you said you were going?
View all comments by cam
Chaps… there is going to be a few people in town in November…. I’ll knock a little post together in the next few days and organize some kind of ‘gathering’?
Maybe in a soapie? (in the bar area that is – not the massage room)
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SJW-
You’ll enjoy HK…lots of fun things to do..and it’s a pretty central location in Asia..making those weekend jaunts to BKK very easy. Send me an email when you get to town…I’ll help get you sorted.
View all comments by Indu WangZi
DW- cool!
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Yep, I will be lurking in Nov. I’ll be the one with the lecherous gaze. Oh wait that wont help you with this crowd.
View all comments by ROLLN
@ROLLN – to give myself a bit of credit, I thought I DID make it clear where things stood. Anyway, spilled milk and all of that. I think the lesson here is that for me the go-go bars will never be my preferred locations. Just places to have a drink and enjoy the eye candy.
@YP – I won’t be buying you drinks at Shark any time soon.
@DW – a meet-and-greet sounds great to me. Maybe I can pay off PMMP then as well.
@Indu – do you contact DW ever? He has my email addy. I would very much appreciate a little help with the local scene in HK. If you don’t talk to DW or other peeps I’ll post an email here. One of the reasons I’m psyched to move there is the easy of travel to a ton of places I want to visit.
@ROLLN – hope to meet your esteemed self then.
View all comments by Scampering Jack Wilshere
Chaps – I am happy to pass on e-mail addresses to each other at your requests.
info@bigmangobar.com
If you post e-mail addresses here, they automatically go into moderation for obvious reasons. I’d advise against posting your personal details on here as there (it’s true) are people out there who will register you details with all sorts of pervy sites.
p.s… this isn’t a dating site, so love messages to each other will not be tolerated.
View all comments by Daywalker
DW:Akane has moved location and is now easier to find on Soi 33. It’s a rimming joint. Best to get there between midday and one.
View all comments by The Lurcher
Is the other Akane still there, by the Chitlom station?
@ YP, can you intro me to the girl that kicked you in the face? I like those types. It was a girl right?
View all comments by ROLLN
ROLLIN:Yes I believe There is still an Akane at Chitlom but the best rimming place, with lesbian threesome action, faux or otherwise, and anal services in my opinion are to be found at Snow White on Soi 26. The girls are well trained, thanks in part to my activities there. Some of them came from The Tulip. I have blotted my copybook there and don’t visit the place so am now more willing to promote it http://www.snowwhitemassage.com/
View all comments by The Lurcher
Oh the woes and vagaries of checklists
Isnt it always the way, when you’re looking for a certain something with the ‘last hours in BKK’ timer counting inexorably down?
Another night, it all falls into place without much effort. Thats the problem with flying visits to BKK. I’m a go-go nut, so I’ve got my sixth sense working constantly and my guy in the crows nest but still have nights like SJWs – usually right at the end of a 2 weeker when youre trying to tick things off.
I could hear Chef Ramsay’s voice as I read the piece – “Fuckin hell, dude, they’re playing you for lady drinks, your falling in the fucking weeds man, COME ON!!!”
All been there…
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@Hunch – the Gordon Ramsay bit made me chuckle out loud. Too true. I wish I could have gotten you, YP, and DW to do commentary as I flamed out. I’m sure it would have been hilarious.
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