Your heroine Suzy Size has been unusually silent for an extended period of time. One reason for this unexpected and almost frightening silence: Miss Size is very, very active during the days and normally quite exhausted at night – quite the opposite from when your now so old heroine was young half a century ago or so. She has not gone out to Boyztown or Jomtien beach and therefore lacks adventures and juicy gay encounters that are worth telling in this obviously dyeing, formerly eternal gay blog. Suzy still runs around with boys... Read more
When Phuong surprisingly sent Suzy Size a mail, your heroine was thrilled, indeed. She fondly remembered her good looking gay guide from Hanoi who had shown her around the Vietnamese capital several years ago. Phuong – which means Phoenix – had successfully relocated to the US by catching an American shrink who formerly was heartbroken by another treasure hunter and therefore hesitated long until he finally tied the knot again just recently. But now Phuong had his Green Card, he definitely made it from the Third World that counted most.
And now he was going to visit his homeland and Thailand as well. Was Suzy Size interested in seeing him again? Most certainly!
Jim Lumsden is completely relaxed, he is visibly at home at fantastic Baan Souy which is now a well established gay resort in Pattaya and very successful. Since November the place was fully booked until very recently and the prospects look good as well. Suzy Size is not a bit surprised, after all Baan Souy is located in a perfect spot: Close to the gay Pattaya beach as well as the nightspots of interest, but quiet and self contained at the same time. Read more
Frankly speaking, your heroine Suzy Size was a bit scared to take a close look at the new heavily enlarged Sansuk gay sauna-hotel complex in Pattaya which is in the very final stage of completion. Was Punya Ratana, the clever and likeable Thai owner, getting it right with that big, big boy? Was he not destroying the intimacy of that popular place by adding an eight story building with 50 new rooms and an elevator?
The answer is a clear: No.
Punya and his people have done a marvelous job and Suzy Size predicts a smashing success!
The new Sansuk blue tower is now scheduled to open by the end of November (latest), and for high season you should make your reservation right now.
When your old heroine Suzy Size entered Boyz Town this week, she felt immediately, something had dramatically changed here, but she did not know exactly what it was yet. Passing by Funny Boys – for many years a go-go bar with very sexy hosts - she noticed the new so proper façade with the fresher, more dynamic logo and new spicy advertisement banners.
Was it just the logo, the sexy banners that made that big atmospheric difference in Boyz Town?
When your heroine Suzy Size finally returned from her bloody trip to Mexico – via a prolonged stopover in her native Zurich – she was naturally eager to meet her Mia Noi as usual at her favorite short time hotel: The well known D. D. Inn, just 15 minutes from gay Jomtien beach. The D. D. Inn is much more than a convenient place for the beach visitor who just might have met a stunning young man who offers one of those very healthy and rewarding “massages in the room” which naturally come with a happy ending. This turns said fine, but inexpensive hotel – so to speak - in an ideal starting point for the pursuit of happiness. Read more
Unfortunately the gay nightlife of Cancun starts late and old Suzy had gone to said disco far too early (as usual), but when she moved to Sexy’s Club almost next door the strippers started to do what they do best, getting rid of their clothes.
For about two hours the attention of your heroine was thus caught and she inquired about that popular “private” service she had enjoyed much in her happy and so gay Puerto Vallarta days.
The hunky waiter would confirm, yes, they had such service here, too, and he himself was ready to join your horny heroine.
When Miguel Angel finally sat besides your heroine in that bus, Miss Size jokingly said:
“Look, you do not have to be scared of me, I only kill every third of my young lovers!”
But Miguel Angel did not find that joke particularly funny and said so too.
Like the Thai companions he soon fell asleep whereas your heroine stared intensely out of the window: Besides the relative affordable price of buses – flights are, with some exceptions, much more expensive in Mexico than in Asia – one reason to take them is the fact, you get to see the landscape and thus get to know the country. And for the next forty minutes or so, when the route closely followed the coastline, this was a scenic ride as expected. Read more
Only last night your heroine had made a proposal to Miguel Angel, this sexy 26years old Mexican gay guy, to come along as her companion for four nights. And they had long chatted about that topic through e-mails that was obviously tempting to said fine young man.
His final mail – before going to sleep that night - read:
I can't believe I'm thinking on going.
Must confess: I'm scared about it.”
But now – on the next day in that merciless broad sunlight - the time was running out.
Suzy Size had taken her seat in that bus that was overdue to leave already and there was no Miguel Angel in sight anywhere.
The Angel had been too scared after all!
More lonely days stood before your heartbroken heroine…
When your horny heroine Suzy Size sat at the bar of “Wet Dreams” – one of the infamous gay stripper bars of Puerto Vallarta – a hunky guy embraced her emphatically from behind, put his tongue into her ear and worked on her nipples with professional intensity. He wanted to go “private” with Miss Size, offering a sensational massage in one of those cabins hidden besides the stage where the boys showered and showed it all. “Private” means quickie in the gay Puerto Vallarta terms. At Wet Dreams this service costs 500 Pesos (about 40 US $), the stripper gets half of the amount and can keep the additional tips that he will seek to pull from the customer.
And those guys really know a trick or two to lure any normal gay man into the heaven of such a private show!
Can you – user of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World – believe this:
Suzy Size did not – at least for now and despite her hard-on - succumb to those almost infernal temptations?
And, where is the meat in gay Mexico City?
All those internet acquaintances turned out to be a waste of time: The two hustlers that molested your heroine on their own initiative were in no respect Suzy Size hunks. One of them was so incredibly ugly that the sheer thought of having sex against payment with him was absolutely absurd.
Luis, with whom Suzy chatted on skype for a while – who supposedly was into old men like your heroine – suddenly turned out to be outside Mexico City and before he could ask for transportation money or a similar scam, Miss Size broke off the whole useless thing.
Leaving alone - the one and only - Cutter333! Read more
When you – diligent user of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World – read this tale about the newest adventures of Suzy Size in gay Zurich, your heroine is in Puerto Vallarta already. Puerto Vallarta is the infamous gay beach resort of Mexico and for many years your horny heroine has wanted to penetrate this gay heaven forcefully.
But, how the hell, did old Suzy Size get her ass from her luscious gardens surrounding Castelgandolfo – her somewhat pompous residence near gay Pattaya – to the foremost gay travel destination of Mexico?
By taking a detour – believe it or not - through Madagascar, Serbia, Ethiopia, Brazil and the Dominican Republic! Read more
Those deals with the invisible powers can be as complex as a complicated merger is in real business. Khun Amorn apparently had promised to become a monk for the duration of 15 days, if the land and the car deal went both through. And – as the old Romans already knew – pacta sunt servanda, agreements must be kept. And this is especially true in dealing with such mighty business partners.
So Khun Amorn moved from gay Pattaya to not so terribly gay Nong Khai and overlooked the renovation (new painting) of Castelgandolfo II. Around 300 guests were invited for the grand monk making party and Khun Amorn wanted to receive his many guests in style, in a clean or even immaculate place.
The last ten days or so were the most stressful since your heroine Suzy Size returned from her latest trip to gay South America. She accompanied the Thai brother in law to Chanthaburi where he had to deliver 200 small Graviola trees to a customer. Even though they were only small ones, they filled the whole back of the pickup truck. The customer was a rich middle aged Thai woman who wanted to plant those to her unknown trees on a small part of her land. All in all she is the proud owner of more than 1000 Rai of land, one Rai accounts for 1600 square meters. Read more
At the table besides them was a mother with her effeminate son and his lady-boy lover. Naturally your heroine watched them from the corners of her eyes but was not at least attracted by any of them. So another sip of ice cold beer and some snacks until the next race took some attention.
But then two gorgeous young men arrived together on a bike wearing unusually fancy clothes for Nong Khai. Your heroine could no longer master her eyes which followed the two sexy guys all over. In her mind Suzy Size was undressing them slow motion and was now having sex with both of them, neglecting the boat races at the shore of the Mekhong.
Were they twins or just mysterious brothers?
Almost four months have passed since your exhausted heroine returned home to Pattaya from her 12 weeks on the road. The lost suitcase containing the precious seeds turned up eventually, they were all planted and most of them did sprout. The Mia Noi is as horny as ever and calls at last once a week, back to the gay Pattaya sex routine.
Many new wonders could be detected in the luscious gardens surrounding Castelgandolfo, the somewhat pretentious residence of your heroine outside Pattaya. Namely the Burma tomatoes, an old variety that still has taste was a huge success story.
After about one and a half hours Miss Size was close to reaching the check-in counter, but a young rude soldier demanded to search her luggage.
Look, gay visitor of Venezuela, Suzy Size was not afraid that he would find bundles of US Dollars in her luggage, the strict currency controls of the Chavez government are the main reason all passengers at the main Venezuelan airport are searched thoroughly by young soldiers just fallen from a tree, without the least manners naturally. Caracas had been very expensive and Miss Size had not much cash left.
Neither was Suzy Size afraid, all her dildos, countless packages with gliding cream or her expensive fur coats – she had declared them all when she had entered that silly country – could be confiscated, but her precious seeds!
Look, prospective visitor of gay Caracas or gay Venezuela rethink your travel plans! All the bad things you hear about Caracas, the most dangerous city of South America, are true. Your heroine Suzy Size has no intention ever to return to Caracas – that shithole - under any circumstances. Read her lips: Never ever in this life or the many that might follow is Suzy Severa Size going back to bloody, bloody Caracas! Read more
I loved some of the gay Cuban men, I met and I loved the excellent music I heard at the terrace of Hotel Inglaterra and at the Sofia restaurant near my great casa particular. And, yes, Greta Alvarez was not shocked at all when I took my Guantanamero there – on the contrary, she seemed to be relieved not to have to deal with female whores - and can thus be labeled as gay friendly. I had met Johanesides, a 26 years old construction worker, at the same gay Havana cruisy hotspot, that park opposite the Hotel Inglaterra, but I was first hesitant to take him home with me. Read more
When Cielo and I were finally alone in that kitschy room, in that so benevolent gay Havana short time safe house of heroic El chino, we immediately jumped on each other with the greatest possible enthusiasm!
Comrade Connie I admit:
Here in the somewhat simple – call it filthy, if you must – room of El chino:
I experienced the very best camaraderie of the whole fucking trip!
Forgotten was Darick darling, back in Belem….
I do not want to bore you with the details, comandante Connie, but the pleasure was huge, and Cielo was very accommodating indeed.
I left El chino a happy man and very satisfied. I was sure, I would meet Cielo, that great gift sent by heaven, again, probably right the next day.