Bangkok’s Oil Massage Parlors Ranked by How Lonely They’ll Let You Feel

Everyone talks about the quality of the rub, the softness of the skin, the surprise happy ending at the end. But if you’re a solo traveler in Bangkok, walking into an oil massage parlor isn’t always about the release.

Sometimes, it’s about that soft voice saying “You okay?” when your heart feels heavier than your luggage.

So forget the TripAdvisor stars.
Here’s how I rank Bangkok’s massage parlors—by how lonely they’ll let you feel when it’s over.

1. Moonlight Spa – Asoke

Warm lights. Earthy scents. Girls in silk robes whispering in the hallway.

She led me in, asked nothing, and started with a gentle oil glide down my back.
No conversation. No flirtation. Just skilled hands doing their job. When she reached under me, it was efficient, expert, and over in two minutes.

No hug after. No eye contact.

Loneliness Rating: 9.5/10
Feels like your soul got rubbed down with oil and then left in the towel.

2. Secret Garden – Thonglor

I booked “Nok,” 27, with soft eyes and surprisingly strong arms.

She asked where I was from, how long I was staying. When I said I was traveling alone, she said, “I know that feeling.”

We talked through the whole massage. No rush.
At the end, she wiped me clean, leaned down, and kissed my shoulder.
Not sexy—tender.

She said, “Don’t be sad too long, okay?”

Loneliness Rating: 3/10
I left lighter. Not because of the orgasm—but because someone saw me.

3. Banana Club – Lower Sukhumvit

Terrible name. Amazing service.

This was one of those body-to-body oil massage joints where the girl straddles you like you’re her boyfriend. Her name was Ice. She was playful, slippery, and smelled like citrus.

She laughed. She teased. She made me feel like the hottest man in Bangkok.

Then she checked her phone five minutes after I paid her.

Loneliness Rating: 7/10
Fun while it lasted—but felt emptier than usual after.

4. Dreamy Touch – Near Nana Plaza

Tucked behind a beer bar, it looked sketchy from the outside.

Inside? Dim, clean, and filled with lavender.

My masseuse said her name was Ying. She massaged my scalp before touching anything else. When I flinched, she asked, “Bad dream?” I said yes. She didn’t ask more. Just massaged softer.

No dirty talk. No sales pitch.

At the end, she held me like a friend.
She asked, “You come back tomorrow?”
I said, “Maybe.”
She said, “I hope so.”

Loneliness Rating: 4/10
It wasn’t about sex. It was about pause.

5. Platinum Spa – Silom

Looks premium. Prices premium. Service? Meh.

The girl was stunning. Tall, sleek, and way out of my league. She oiled me up like a race car and finished the job like it was a speed run.

We barely spoke. She asked for a tip before I even put my pants on.

Loneliness Rating: 10/10
I left feeling like a number. Like I’d just participated in a very well-lit transaction.

What These Parlors Really Sell

Yes, they sell orgasms.
Yes, they sell fantasy.
But more than anything—they sell presence.

A woman in a room, touching you like you matter. Smiling when she says goodbye. Whispering things that may or may not be true.

In Bangkok, massage parlors can offer physical release…
But emotional emptiness often walks out with you.

Final Take

If you’re a solo traveler hopping from Nana Plaza to Soi Cowboy, chasing female escorts, flirting with sugar babies, dipping into happy ending massage parlors—know this:

Sometimes the deepest touch isn’t physical.
It’s when someone looks into your loneliness and doesn’t flinch.

Choose your parlor accordingly.