Last Friday night Princess was hanging out in the room when the BF got home from work at about 9:30. Shortly after arriving the BF told me he’d discovered a restaurant that served Isan food made just like they do back home. He said it’s near a university and a lot of cute gay boys eat there. “You want to go?” he asked. Well, you don’t have to twist my arm!
So the three of us hopped in a taxi and in about 10 minutes we where there. As it turns out, this outdoor street restaurant is located just below a new apartment complex that houses university students. It also happens to be where Princess now shares a room with a few of his gay student friends.
Sure enough, the place was teaming with young college boys and girls…mostly boys. And there was an energy in the air that only a place dominated by youth can generate. We grabbed a table at the new and very clean Isan restaurant. The BF ordered five dishes and a round of sticky rice, while Princess had a nice little chat with a very cute gay friend of his seated at the table next to us.
The place had about 15 - 20 students in it, 7 of which the boys said where gay. They also pointed out numerous gay boys passing by on the street, coming and going from the apartments. Some where obvious, but most would not have set off my gaydar.
The food was very good, but I honestly couldn’t tell any difference between it and other places we had eaten. I asked why any Isan owned and operated restaurant would serve food that wasn’t authentic. The boys explained that in BKK most alter their recipes slightly so their restaurant will attract a wider range of customers. The BF added this was the best Isan food he’d eaten in BKK.
As we where wrapping up our fabulous meal, Princess asked if I wanted to take in a student bar. I asked him if he was talking about a place where the students hang out and drink, and he said yes. I said, “You sure they not care farang go?” He said, “Sure! Why not?” I’m always up for new experiences and agreed to go.
The bar we where going to was near the restaurant, but just a little too far for walking, so we hopped in a taxi. The driver zigzagged through narrow streets and into a tucked away neighborhood that housed not one, but a dozen or so small bars, all packed with young Thai students…mostly boys. All the bars had both indoor and outdoor seating. Each had trendy music playing, giving the place an energy similar to that of a disco, but unlike the dance clubs everyone was seated at tables.
Of course, I was the only farang, and Princess told me he’d never seen a westerner there before. On the way over, I told the boys I’d need to use a toilet immediately to pee, and maybe more. Princess asked what I meant by “maybe more”, and I said, “Hello! How are you? Where are you from?” This got a good laugh from the boys. Ironically, while in the bathroom relieving myself, a cute boy stepped up to the urinal next to me and said, Hello! How are you?…” We both exited the toilet laughing and joking, a scene not missed by the boys I was with. What this told me was the crowd is farang friendly.
The police are now shutting down the Thai 4 Thai places early, and we where informed these bars all had to close at 12, so there was only time for a couple of large bottles of beer before leaving. While there, the boys again pointed out numerous gays, some obvious and others not.
Princess said we could come back another time, and start earlier. He also offered to bring along a few of his gay student friends. When first arriving I noticed a sign outside one of the bars advertising a bottle of Ben More whiskey for 635 baht, including mixers. With this in mind, I concluded a night out with the friends would be very inexpensive, and accepted his offer.
On the way home, Princess asked if I planned to write about this place. I told him that’s exactly what I was thinking about when he asked, and he giggled. I then promised not to mention the location, as this place didn’t need a bunch of horny farang descending on it. His response was, “YES!” I assumed that’s what he really wanted to know, but was too polite to come right out and ask.
So, if I’m not going to share with you the location of this cute Thai boy oasis, why did I write about it? It’s yet another example of what you can enjoy by making friends with the boys. Those that just rent for a few hours of sex, and then move on to the next boy for more of the same, never experience outings like this.
Cost of the evening out with two boys, including taxi? About 700 baht.