My friend Alan, who dragged me to Japan, came to Los Angeles to become an actor in the mid-1970s, and ended up working in the gay porn industry.
He knew lots of celebrities and celebrity kids, like David Johnson, son of the Professor on Gilligan's Island, and anyone he didn't know, I met through other friends (Michael J. Fox), or through my job at Muscle and Fitness, or at the gym, or on the streets of West Hollywood (my celebrity boyfriend). And at Mugi.
"One Night in Bangkok"., which it played every night). No dancing. And packed every night. Most of the the clientele was Asian, mostly immigrants and tourists from East Asia. The rest were their admirers.
Alan liked it because he was, for some reason, intensely attractive to most Asian men. He claimed that he could get any Asian guy just by walking up and smiling (He often used this amazing ability to steal my dates.)
The other half of the clientele was white, mostly men in the entertainment industry, mostly not well known, but on various nights I saw Jim J. Bullock, Lance Loud, Tom Hulce, and Tom Villard
Why did so many gay white actors, directors, producers, and crew members patronize a tiny Asian bar? Maybe because it was a a five minute drive from Paramount Studios, and very close to about a dozen other studios, yet out of the way, not like one of the glitzy West Hollywood bars where you would be spotted.
In August 1986, shortly after we returned from Japan, I liked a very muscular Chinese-Vietnamese guy named Tranh, a student at UCLA. I cruised him at the gym almost every day, and when I saw him at Mugi, I spent an hour flirting with him, using every trick I knew. He had just agreed to have dinner with me, when Richard Chamberlain came in with some friends.
The 52-year old star of Dr. Kildare (1961-66), Shogun (1980), The Thorn Birds (1983), and King Solomon's Mines (1985) was not yet out, and he was not the subject of any gay rumors.
I was mildly surprised, but not impressed. I didn't find him at all attractive -- there were much cuter celebrities at Mugi all the time. Besides, he was probably there to cruise Asian men.
But Tranh's mouth dropped. After a few moments, he said "Excuse me," and made a bee-line for Richard's table. It took only a moment for them to start kissing.
It wasn't fair -- I cruised Tranh at the gym for weeks, and I didn't get a kiss!
I pieced my way through the crowd to where Alan was holding court.
"What's the problem?" he asked. "You look like you lost your best friend."
"Maybe I did. I finally managed to get a date with Tranh, when that idiot Richard comes in, and he scurried after him like a squirrel after a nut. Just because he's been in some movies!"
Alan smiled. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." He disentangled himself from his boyfriend du jour and made his way to Richard's table. I could see him, Richard, and Tranh talking. After about three minutes, he returned, hand in hand with a grinning Tranh.
"...and Boomer will be there, too. Is that ok?"
He "got" Tranh for me by offering himself as part of the deal!
Still, I had to admire the ease with which he bested Richard Chamberlain.
And I did manage to go down on Tranh (average size, uncut).
See also: Sharing the Kept Boy