Thai Ladyboys – Katoeys

Ladyboys in Patong Beach, My 1st Day…

This ladyboys story is about my first day in Patong beach. See other ladyboy stories about Bangkok at dates before this post… (right side menu)

So Marty and I were fagged, shagged, and sagged from the session with the 3 ladyboys from Sukhumvit. We had a plane to catch that afternoon, so in typical expat fashion we hit a bar for lunch and some beer.

Marty told me about how he didn’t feel all that safe in Bangkok and that a ladyboy had ripped him off one time here. Another time one tried to rape HIM. Marty is not a small guy but the ladyboy he chose was quite large. Ladyboys CAN be aggressive, that much is true. Probably half the time that ladyboy tried the same games on other guys -they gave up fighting, and went with it. I’m not that way, and Marty has never been… but, to each his own…

We jump on the plane. The plane sucked. They left the doors open on the runway. We walked up the steps to get to it. We’re hot as holy hell and I swear I’m ready to pass out.

Marty is just sitting there like business as normal because he’s been here in the heat for nearly 3 years and it doesn’t affect him. I’ve got shorts. Marty has jeans. I’ve got sandals. Marty has BOOTS. I have a t-shirt. Marty has a long white sleeved local looking almost hippie shirt or something. I can’t believe he’s not dying. Other people on the plane are pissed off too – not just me.

Eventually we get off the ground, land in Phuket and take a mini van to get back to Marty’s pad. Marty lived up on the hill a bit, overlooking Patong beach. Just out of reach of the tsunami that hit about 45 days from when I got there. And 1 week after I left there to travel to Isaan for a bit. He slept through it!

Marty’s pad is pretty plush. More so than I imagined. He’s got 6 rooms, 3 of those bedrooms. He’s got a huge living room, kitchen, and dining room. He lives well. He lives without aircon. FU*! I had to run the air almost constantly when I got there and that ate into my pocket a bit.

We have his maid order us something to eat and we get the computers set up and get to work for a few hours. 9 pm rolls around and we eat again. Maid made something this time.

We think about heading out. I’m pumped because it’s my first night. I’ve not yet sampled a tight ladyboy on the end of me and I was anxious to get that game on.

Marty and I headed out on the motorbikes about 10:00 pm down to soi Bangla. The place was going pretty good already. SO many girls! SO MANY ladyboys! It was much much better than Soi Sukhumvit. The atmosphere is nicer… the street is blocked off – no cars. The bars are lining the street and there are many off-streets.

We stopped in a couple places and Marty told me all about every ladyboy that was in the place. He had shot many of the best ones already. But, there are new arrivals DAILY. Marty had to go out just to stay up on the game and the fresh ones before everyone else did. And he does that quite well. In fact, they come TO HIM.

Every ladyboy in Patong has Marty’s phone number. If they can convince him, he’ll take a look at them. If he likes, he’ll shoot ‘em. If not, he lets ‘em down easy with a promise of something in the future.

We hit about 5 bars before we end up in “the spot”. Ladyboy central. There is a bar close to the main Bangla that has a small dance stage for the ladyboys to dance on. It is an incredible scene… Each ladyboy will get up there for a short time and dance as good as they can until it’s their time to get off, or if they want to stay usually they can. Some want to be up there all the time, some only a minute or so. Some are up there once and never seen the rest of the night. It’s a ladyboy showplace. Guys will barfine the girl in minutes if she’s hot or someone else WILL!

We take our seats at this bar made by the ladyboy Gods, Tequila Bar. The bartender is already pulling out Marty’s bottle of rum. I’m in a daze. There are so many beautiful feminine girl-like ladyboys around and EVERY single one of them want to get Marty’s or my attention just so they can come and stand next to us (Marty really).

It’s like we’re celebrity pimps or something.

I’m digging it though. I tell the aggressive ones that I’m straight and only like girls. Marty backs me up. That doesn’t stop them from kissing me, rubbing my package, and showing me their milky nips – a product of estrogen since they were in their mid-teens.

There’s a ladyboy with the most perfect a** I’ve EVER seen – boy or girl. There’s a ladyboy with the most PERFECT titz I’ve EVER seen in my life. There’s a ladyboy with the most gorgeous mouth and teeth I’ve ever seen… God, these gals are really better than most girls. Their attitude is different too… they are used to rejection and yet, they are guys – they keep coming back for more. They understand the expats.

They know that some come here – shy and don’t know what to do. They lead those. They understand that some guys want to dominate them and make them do whatever they want. They accommodate them.

For me, as I said in another ladyboy story on this blog – I like the ones that are quiet. The quieter the better. The more I can fool myself that they don’t have a big snake hiding in their pants. I’m not too into the snake idea. I like a ladyboy that will laugh and tease me a bit. I like one that can dance. I like one that’s young – 18 is nice. I like one that everyone is looking at.

Well after we had spent 5 hours at this ladyboy paradise ( bar) we headed by another bar that was under Tiger Disco…

Cocktails and Dreams…

And I found the one I was going to be with… just not that night. She was incredible. She was young, I’m embarrassed to say, but her ID said differently. I didn’t know what to believe but I believed what the little head wanted. She was 18. I watched her dance on the bar and my boner grew in my pants for the first time that night. She was incredible! I was infatuated for months before I finally barfined her and took her late one night, not being able to stand the temptation anymore.

But this story is about another night… another ladyboy…

We left that bar and walked the streets for a bit. The ladyboys thick like a swarm of mosquitoes. Pleasant mosquitoes, but just the same. Marty was in his element, stopping to talk to any of them that talked to him. Marty was nice to them, never rude. Always trying to keep everyone happy. That was the key to his long success there doing what he did. He was a nice guy. But, FAR from a pushover.

Marty thought it would be good for us to take a couple of ladyboys that he’d already banged a bunch. He knew the good ones. I told him if he’s choosing, then choose me one that would be able to take my whole stick repeatedly and hard – because I wanted to break my ladyboy virginity.

Marty knew just who to get – and when I saw her I was in complete agreement. She was tall – beautiful legs and a**. She had fake “c’s” and long hair… beautiful sexy mouth and was all over my crotch within minutes of meeting. Marty had his already too and we headed for some pizza at the pizza company.

There I saw a 75 year old guy with a 15 year old date! That was nuts. I was really in another country for sure.

We ate and brought some back to Marty’s house.

The ladyboy that was “mine” for the night couldn’t wait and had her head in my lap in the tuk-tuk ride home. The tuk-tuks are open aired and many people saw what was going on – including the driver who didn’t look forward for 10 seconds of the whole trip, his eyes glued to the rearview mirror!

In Marty’s house too – she just got on her knees and pulled me out. She went to town while Marty and his ladyboy got going slowly…

The one I was with knew that I wanted to get my first ladyboy a** and wanted to get me really worked up first. She was doing an A+ job of it, I nearly exploded in her throat 3 times.

We hobbled into a bedroom and she pulled off her pants – all the while still attached to my stick. Before she turned backwards and arched her ass up in the air… she spit on my stick and I did too…. That first time I went condomless just to feel the sensation, I knew I’d last only about 2 minutes and I wanted to go for the gold so to speak. I was in that so hard I couldn’t believe she was taking it. I was the entire distance inside – 7″+ and she was STILL coming back against me! Like we were dueling or something! It was the coolest thing. A girl CAN’T do that! Marty had done me right.

We did it one more time when we woke up about 11am. I blew all over her face that time and took some photos. I paid for mine AND Marty’s since he hooked me up so well. Marty apparently had an excellent time too. His ladyboy was not walking the same as she was the night before. Marty is THICK. I’m thin and long.

Anyway – so that was my first night in Patong. I saw that Patong was the place I would spend a LOT of time – it was ladyboy paradise on earth. The finest ladyboys in all of Thailand go there.

You’ve GOTTA go see for yourself… but if you can’t make it for a while, you can see the ladyboys of Patong on this site…

more later…

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