Simon 17
When Simon arrived at Som’s bar
there was just one customer sat outside facing the beach. He had seen him many
times, an elderly German who lived in
“Oh, here is my friend” greeted Som
warmly. “Glad you came, there has only been old Wilem
since I opened up and I’m bored to death”
“Well I’m here now and I’m starving, you eaten?”
“Only some rice before, I was waiting for you. Look after Wilem if he wants anything while I go for the food”
Simon opened himself a beer and leaned against the bar. As
he waited for Som, he berated himself for being a bit
depressed a short while before. This was a life style he would probably never
see again until he was as old as the German guy. Once he was back in
Som was only gone around fifteen
minutes but it felt like an hour he was so hungry. They say sex makes you
hungry, he said to himself smiling.
“What you think so funny?” asked Som,
catching him grinning.
“Oh nothing, just thinking” he answered, blushing a little
being caught with many thoughts of the previous hours zooming through his head.
He knew he was hungry but even so, the old ladies’ cooking
was nothing short of amazing. There was a Pork ball soup followed by rice with
beef in a savoury red curry sauce and a side dish of crisply cooked vegetables
in oyster sauce. If nothing else, this was one thing he would definitely miss when
he was back in
“I will kidnap that lady and take her back to
“Yes she does a good trade, the best around here”
After finishing, they took the plates into the back room to
wash them. While he was rinsing them, off the top of his head Simon mentioned
that Dom thought it would be raining again soon.
“What you mean, Dom says?”
“He dropped by to return some videos he borrowed” answered
Simon.
“But he should have brought them here, he knows where I am”
He looked at Simon thinking. Simon caught his glance and
then immediately remembered what they had been doing. His cheeks began to burn
and unexplainably he began to get a hard-on.
“Why he go to my room when I am here?”
Simon didn’t answer him and carried on finishing washing up.
Drying his hands he walked back to the table for his beer. Som
was slouched against it watching him.
“What?” asked Simon defensively.
“Dom went to my room to see you, not to return my videos.
Now I know!” he gave a laugh and began grinning.
“Now you know what?” said Simon trying to pretend he didn’t
know what he was on about.
Som reached across and held his
jaw. “You had sex with him, didn’t you? I know he fancied you too much. I bet Kiat told him that you slept late in the mornings and he
could find you there.”
Simon began to deny it, but the words stuck in his throat.
Finally he shrugged.
“Yes, we had sex” He then gave him a condensed version of
how they ended up in bed.
Som was grinning
his head off.
“So how was it? I know he has a small cock, but everyone
says he is quite good when he is playing king.”
“King?” quizzed Simon.
“When he is doing the fucking” laughed Som.
The expression caused Simon to laugh with him. “Yes he is
quite good in fact”
Som considered him a while. “Maybe
you like a lot of sex, many people do.”
Simon was surprised and shrugged, he had no idea how he fell
with sexual drive compared to other guys.
Som reached and grabbed him in the
crotch, the hard-on there still to be found. He bent close and whispered in his
ear.
“I miss my fuck this morning, no time as I was late”
Without waiting for any kind of answer he took hold of
Simons hand and put it to his own crotch where he was already hard.
“Here?” mumbled a startled Simon.
Som grinned, “Why not?”
Simon looked past him through the door into the bar. Som took his meaning and moved him around against the table
out of the line of sight. In one quick movement he opened his shorts and pushed
Simon down to kneel on the floor.
Simon’s hesitation was immediately overcome by the
situation. The thought of having sex at the other side of a plywood partition
in a bar that was open to the public. His dick throbbed hard in expectation.
“Suck” was all Som said.
He reached into his briefs and manoeuvred the hard long
muscle out to clamp down with his mouth. His mind reeled as he purposely forced
too much in so that he gagged repeatedly trying to swallow its entirety.
But once he had the measure of it, Som
pushed him off and turned to the cupboard near the table. He grabbed a glass
and teamed in a measure of cooking oil.
He returned to Simon and pulled down his shorts and briefs.
“Sit on the edge of the table”
Simon did so, watching him put a little oil on the end of
his cock.
Then he hoisted his legs onto his shoulders, pushing him
back to lie on the table.
Perhaps with having Dom earlier, it did not take too long
for Som to get mounted and he was soon away pushing
into him hard.
“I think Dom not feel like me?” he laughed.
Simon grunted absorbing the strokes.
“No good,” said Som after a short
while, getting exasperated with knocking him too far onto the table and having
to pull him back to the edge.
With one push, he sent Simon sliding down to the middle of
the table. Quickly he got out of his shorts and climbed up himself. He picked
up Simons legs and put them on his shoulders, then leant forward picking his
bum off the table so their combined weight was on his shoulders. Satisfied this
was the position he wanted, he began to pound into Simon.
“Good?” he asked.
Simon could not utter a word as he gasped and shuddered
under him. Unlike the previous session on the bed, there was no soft mattress
to absorb some of his energy. This time he was reaching new places deep inside
that left him feeling as if he could not draw enough breath.
The unique situation was not lost on Som
either. Much quicker than before, he began to raise the pace as he neared
climax.
Simon was labouring hard to keep from crying out at his
onslaught. To compound his anxiety, suddenly there was the familiar bang of the
bar flap, meaning someone was coming through into the back of the bar.
“Som?” a voice called out
Simon couldn’t see him at first, but he heard him come into
the room. He had started to say something in Thai before he stopped dead in his
tracks.
Som was unfazed, he was coming to
the end and absolutely nothing was going to stop him. His only acknowledgement
was a grunt directed to the visitor.
The newcomer slowly came around to the side of the table.
Simon saw it was one of Som’s friends he had seen
before, name of Chai. He stood there silently looking
dumbfounded, his jaw hung open slightly and one had holding his crotch.
Grunting heavily Somphong began to
cum, smacking down hard and moaning with every spurt. When he finished, he kept
his position for some time as he slowly came down of his high. Chai never made a sound.
Simon’s head was spinning and out of touch with what was
going on around him. His insides were tingling like crazy so that every
miniscule movement sent an electric shock running over his body.
“Mr. Bartender, can you give me ze
bill” shouted the old German.
Slowly Som gathered his wits and
pulled out of Simon. He gingerly got off the table, clearly suffering from
being in the crouched position for so long. Chai bent
down and handed him his underwear and shorts.
He shouted “okay” to the German as he arranged himself
before going back out to the bar.
Simon didn’t move an inch. His body told him that he was
locked into position and there was pain to come if and when he decided to move.
Even so, his mind was still swirling around totally drunk with the sensations
brought on by Som.
Another crash came from the bar, the sound of lots of people
including children. Tables and chair being scraped across the
floor as they were put together. It told him Som
was not coming back again as he would have to be attentive to what sounded like
a large group of newly arrived customers
“You not cum?” said Chai quietly
and surprised. “You want me help you?”
He moved to the edge of the table and reached across for
Simons cock. Slowly he felt it, still hard and still throbbing. Gently he began
stroking it for Simon.
With what had been going on, Simon had never thought of his
own cock, his attention was one hundred per cent taken with what Som. But now as his mind began to play back everything, the
touch of Chai was most welcome.
Simon moaned appreciatively. But it was not a good wank as Chai knew, for being in the middle of the large table meant
he was stretching to reach. Quickly he climbed on and crouched next to Simon.
He got back to it bringing more moans of pleasure from
Simon. Although he felt really worked up, he knew from experience that his cum
was still a long way off for some reason, like it had been shoved out of the
way with the pounding from Som.
“You have nice cock, can I suck?” asked Chai.
Simon murmured yes. He would love to finish with having his
dick sucked.
Chai was on him in a flash,
worshipping his cock just as Simon did to others. He saw his free hand rubbing
his crotch so that Simon eventually reached to help him and reciprocate some of
the pleasure.
He broke from the sucking, shoving down and then taking off
his pants. When he returned to Simon, it was to kneel over his face and drop
his cock into Simon’s mouth as he went back to sucking him.
His cock was quite big for his body; it must have been seven
inches and with a good thickness. As he dipped his groin onto his face, it went
into the back of his throat making him gag a little. He didn’t mind, in fact he
liked the idea of being filled with cock plus he was doing an equally good job
on his own. A thought flashed through his mind that he would like to get
together with Chai again sometime.
As he sucked, each hand held one of his arse cheeks and each
forefinger was probing his hole. Simon began to squirm under his touch, each
hole and his cock was being attended to.
Abruptly Chai pulled off. “I want
fuck you now” he blurted out. His eyes were glazed and it was not a request.
Simon didn’t mind in his present state and welcomed the break from sucking.
Unlike some of the others, he could clearly feel Chai
inside himself re-lighting the tingling sensation that Som
was so good at creating.
There was a laugh to one side. It was Som
going to the store cupboard for a bottle of vodka.
He came to the side of the table and stood for a short while
watching. Then laughed and slapped both their arses before going back into the
bar.
Chai came like an earthquake.
Simon was just about to clamp a hand over his mouth as he felt sure the bar
customers would hear. It felt awesome to feel him cumming inside and Chai was busy wanking his cock as he came. He joined him,
spurting right up to his own chin.
They were silent for a while, just studying each other.
“You like?” asked Chai breaking
the mood.
“Oh yes, I like. You are very good at this”
Chai smiled and pulled out slowly.
He jumped off the table then helped Simon off. Together they stood at the
washing up sink, rinsing off their cocks and spilled cum.
Having got their clothes back on, Simon asked “When do you
have a day off work, I would like to see you”
“I was off today, then same day next week”
Simon was disappointed and Chai
saw. “If you are not doing anything, you can come tonight to my room. My
friends would be there but I think you have seen some of them before”
Simon said he would like to, and then they went back into the bar getting a beer presented from the still grinning Som.
Chapter
18
They sat
drinking for the rest of the afternoon. Chai was easy
to talk with and his English was excellent once he had a couple of beers. Later
they were joined by a few other friends who also had this day as their off or
who had finished work at an earlier shift.
More and
more Simon began thinking of going back to
The rain
came around four in the afternoon and it teemed down heavily for a couple of
hours. A few tourists who were out on the beach took shelter in the bar so
there was quite a crowd for once. The only thing to do in a bar when you can’t
leave is drink. The atmosphere took on a party air and Simon found himself
drinking more than he had had since leaving
When the
rain stopped, Chai suggested they go and eat. Som had to stay of course; in fact many of the other
tourists looked like they were going to be there for a while yet, so he was not
going to miss the chance of earning some money. But he said he would go along
to Chai’s place if he closed early enough.
The group
walked into the centre of town, continually dodging the standing water in many
of the streets. First port of call was a local restaurant, and Simon was
treated to myriad Thai dishes as each of the group wanted something different.
Even those that blew the roof of his mouth off were delicious and he became the
point of fun for the rest as he attempted to try some of the undiluted local
specialities.
From the
restaurant they made their way to a bar, again for locals judging by the décor
as Chai wanted to meet with some more friends. Here
Simon was introduced to Thai whiskey. He refused at first thinking it would be
like Scotch, which he didn’t like at all. But manners said he had to at least
try and he found it was quite mellow and drinkable after all. Chai bought a bottle, which was poured into very small
glasses. They knocked it back on command, to be followed up by more leisurely
dinking of beer before it was time for another whiskey shot. Simon could feel
himself getting drunk, but it was all good fun.
He had no
idea when they left and moved on to Chai’s place.
Once they arrived there were already two guys there and a couple of crates of
beer in the kitchen. A few of the guys they were with at the bar had said they
were going home, so there were around six or seven of them at Chai’s room. All were very friendly and with most working
in the tourist industry, had an excellent command of English. He found himself
the centre of attention as they were constantly vying for his ear making him
feel quite the celebrity.
As they
continued to drink, one by one peeled off and sat down on the floor around the
TV, which was playing some kind of historical action movie. Simon continued
standing and talking with Chai at the kitchen bar. As
the beer kept flowing he realised that he was tripping over his words. Perhaps
it would be better to sit down before he fell down and go and watch the movie
he thought.
When the
others saw he was going to join them, a space was made in the half circle. He
took the offered shot of Thai whiskey and downed in one, much to their
appreciation.
After they
had calmed down, he rinsed out the taste with more Singha
beer and lamented that it was not available back in
The movie
washed over him, Chinese dialog with Thai subtitles was more than he could take
especially when there were impossible feats of Kung Fu type antics. Thankfully
it finished soon after he had parked himself.
One of the
guys looked through a small library and they bandied to and fro as to what they
wanted next. His name came into it, the problem being that all were in Thai and
they realised Simon would understand nothing.
One and
then another began laughing, holding up a video.
“You like?”
they asked him.
He could
see by the cover that it was porn of some kind.
He shrugged
and said “Whatever”.
“No problem
for language with this” one laughed.
He got
their point.
Another
round of Thai whiskey followed which he shared while one of them put on the
movie.
The movie
started and like the previous one, was dubbed into
He must
have been dozing for a few minutes, for when he opened his eyes again, someone
had turned off the main light. On the screen two men and a woman were in the
middle of some heavy sex. Somehow, what he saw did not turn him on. Loosing
interest he looked at his friends on either side. Suddenly his sleepiness
vanished as he realised each one was either rubbing his crotch, or had his hand
down inside playing with themselves. The one on his left had the fly open so he
could get inside the underwear easily. So too did the one on the outside to his
right.
Simon tried
to remember their names but although he had been told earlier, now when he
tried to put a name to the face he was unsure who was who.
On the left
he thought was Peer, a small guy. Simon could see his narrow waist from the
light of the TV. He must have know Simon was watching as he turned and grinned,
giving his cock a squeeze and then showing off that he had a hard-on beneath
his briefs.
The
movement was noticed by the others, the one on the outside to the right smiled
and humped up his hips. He had his hand around his cock but it completely
covered up the fact. He gestured to Simon that he had a big cock. The one on his immediate right gave him a
smile without missing a beat rubbing his crotch. Only the guy between them
didn’t respond and kept his eyes glued to the film.
Simon had
his interest piqued as this was far more interesting to him than the video.
More so that he couldn’t actually see anything with them.
His
attention returned to Peer who soon realised he had an audience. After giving a
smile to Simon each time he looked over, finally he pushed down his briefs with
one hand and showed off his hard upstanding dick. He ginned back and Simon
raised his eyebrows and nodded as a compliment. Actually he was quite small
thought Simon, but on the other hand he was quite small overall. Still it was
nice to see he was not inhibited about what he had.
Again the
one over to the right made a show of stroking, but kept it hidden within his
grasp. Simon remembered him in the bar, a bit pushy and over confident, like he
was now in fact, a bit of a cheeky bugger. Being brazen on one hand but
actually showing nothing really.
Simon felt
himself harden up with what he could see around him. It caught some hairs as it
stiffened, making him have to adjust himself. He noticed after moving a little,
that Peer was watching him intently.
Although
there was a few feet between them, Peer let go of his cock and reached over,
having to move his upper body to do so. He felt Simon’s crotch carefully. Simon
could see the others distracted from the video as they watched him.
He knew he
was feeling how big he was, and sure enough after satisfying himself as to his
size, said something in Thai to the rest of them. Simon could imagine what he
was saying, like how big he was, as he was fed up of hearing. He could feel all
their eyes upon his crotch.
The one on
his right, Kut if he remembered correctly, smiled to
him as his hand replaced Peer’s. Simon imagined that he wanted to confirm for
himself what Peer had just said.
“Very good,
di mark” he said in English and then
Simon
jumped as he took his hand and put it on his own crotch. He could feel the heat
radiating before he even made contact. It laid across one thigh and impressed
Simon as to the size, in fact he thought at first it was only the material
making it feel so big until Kut himself took his
finger and placed it at the head and the spanned his hand to the base.
“Big!”
Simon told him.
Kut grinned knowingly.
Not to be
outdone, Peer edged a bit closer and took Simon’s other hand and placed on his
crotch. It was directly on his underwear and the soft cotton made the contact
feel very sexy but didn’t increase his size. Having felt him, he pulled down
his briefs and then took his hand and wrapped it around his cock. Although
small, it was as hard as steel and felt like it could not be bent one way or
another from its natural position.
A quick
glance at the others told him all were watching him. He felt nervous and was
going to pull his hand off. Peer had other thoughts and put his hand over his
to keep him there, then guided him to rub it up and down. When he looked again,
they were all back to watching the video.
Peer was
enjoying he could tell, but after a short while released his hand. He took it
back and watched him resume his slow stroking. He tried to concentrate on the
film again to take his mind off these guys. The sex was still evident but he
could feel his own cock begin to subside once more as the visuals were lost on
his libido.
When Peer
leaned over again to rub his crotch, he jumped in surprise. Even
more when he found the zip and worked it down. He let him as all the
others had at least their zips open if not with the tops of the shorts or jeans
pushed down a little.
After the
zip, he flicked open the waistband stud and pushed his hand down. Simon’s dick
hardened up again immediately. Not satisfied for long with feeling it through
his briefs, he pushed under the waistband and wrapped a hand around him. He
hissed through his teeth at the shock. Nervous once more, he glanced to his
right where again all eyes were on what Peer was doing. He didn’t want to stop
him and convinced himself that it was Peer who they were watching rather than
him.
It felt
good to have someone playing with his cock, and now after a few moments, he got
a bit of a kick out of being watched by the rest of them. He could tell Peer
was impressed by what he found and it was not too long before he pushed down
the front of his briefs and prised out his cock to show everyone else. Till now
it had been nods, grins and raised eyebrows, but the sight of his cock brought
forth comments from them all. Simon knew they would be a little amazed and felt
a glow of satisfaction waft over.
Kut reached over and displaced Peer for
a feel. Then he pushed down the top of his briefs and pulled out his own dick. Simon as impressed and had not been expecting to see someone near
as big as himself. Not as fat as Som but he
was very long. A thought went through his mind that poor Peer was less than
half his length.
Kut let go of Simon but took his hand
to place on his cock. Simon didn’t object and found it stimulating to explore
such a long dick. With Peer’s hand returning to feel him and his hand exploring
Kut, the film took on a new light. With the others he
began to be absorbed with the action on TV.
He had
jumped when Peer felt his crotch and opened his fly. Yet when the back of his
head cut off the bottom part of the picture on the TV, he didn’t bat an eyelid.
Those wet lips running around the head of his cock was just what the doctor
ordered. He relaxed and melted back into the floor and let Peer devour his
dick. This time he couldn’t be bothered to check on the rest of them and just
closed his eyes and pictured in his minds eye what he was doing to his cock
that felt so good.
Peer worked
on him for quite a while. But with drinking so much although it felt fantastic
Simon knew he was a long way from cumming. Finally Peer became tired and he let
go and fell back to his side.
Half a
minute later and Peer dug him in the side. He looked at him to find he was
expecting him to reciprocate. Simon glanced around unsure, but the others were
glued to the TV. His inner voice, the one he didn’t always like to hear, said
to him something about what the hell, you will be out of this place in a week,
go for it.
Only Kut was watching, and he nodded for him to do it, reaching
over and gently pushing him towards Peer. He took a deep breath then leaned
over to rest his head on Peer’s hips. He took his dick in his hand and stroked
for a few times, then closing his yes slipped the head into his mouth and began
to suck.
Shit! The
feel on hot flesh pulsing in his mouth unleashed the hidden Simon. It felt
wonderful to have a cock in his mouth and he did his best to give Peer
something back.
His cock
fitted into his mouth without any problems at all, and he cupped his balls with
one hand and ran the other across his stomach and chest. But Peer was not as
drunk as Simon and had not been expecting anything more than a casual suck at
best from him. Instead he received Simon frantic for the feel of cock in his
mouth and even before he knew it, was shooting his load quite unexpectedly into
Simon’s mouth.
When Peer
pulled him off, his cock was already soft for some time. Simon was reluctant to
let it go and was stretching the feelings of his orgasm and the taste of the
long swallowed cum as far as possible.
He flopped
back into his spot around the TV and lay with his eyes closed. Barely had he
began to get his wits back when Kut was gently
shaking him. When he looked, he had his briefs down to his thighs and the long
cock was laying well up his stomach. Kut wanted him
to do the same.
The sight
was irresistible for Simon. Kut had his tee-shirt
rolled back up his chest showing his long torso. His hand gently pulling him
across the small space between them was all that was needed. He buried his face
into his crotch, licking his balls before seeing how much of the long cock
would fit into his mouth.
Kut seemed to do everything at half
speed, when he moved, when he gave a smile and now with his hips were slowly
pushing too and fro into Simon’s mouth. The pace gave him time to adjust to the
length hitting the back of his throat and practise letting it go further once
he could relax and know there would be no sudden thrusts. Kut
kept one hand on his head for weight but didn’t hold him when it became too
much to take. In this way slowly he got
used to letting it go down his throat without gagging, and having Kut’s groin push tight against his face.
It was
sheer pleasure to know that Kut was going to cum. He
closed his mouth tightly around the slowly moving shaft sublime in having such
a long cock fully inside of his body. When he came, he could feel the pulsing
of the shaft and the increase in heat, but the taste eluded as he felt his
throat fill to choking with the hot liquid. In frustration he had to pull off
someway so that the final spurts went into his mouth and there relish the taste
and feel of the creamy juice as he finished off.
The
experience left him dazed and his mind reeling. He could barely focus as Kut pushed him towards the quiet one on his right. Simon
had to lay across Kut to get to him. Hungrily he
sucked and slathered his shaft. He was not so big and his cock just went to the
top of his throat allowing him to suck without fear of choking.
As he
worked away, he felt Kut recover and begin to play
with him, pushing his hand between their bodies and kneed his cock. Something
was quietly said and then he felt another pair of hands. Briefly he let go and
looked back, finding Peer knelt behind and running his hands over him. He could
tell Kut wanted to get his hands on his cock, and
edged down his shorts and briefs to do so. As much as he could, he lifted
himself up so they could. Kut got his cock and Peer’s
hands roamed over his arse and back, playing with his ball sack and stroking
his fingers along his crack, just pausing on his hole to tickle him lightly.
Simon was
not in the best position but when he wanted to move his shorts down around his
thighs meant his legs with tied. Kut realised too and
began pulling them off, together with Peer. Once free of his shorts and briefs,
he could kneel up and get closer to the youth he was dealing with.
Kut and Peer continued to work his cock
and stoke with their hands, slowly winding him up like a clock. He knew it was
Peer’s hands and fingers that were showing the most interest in his arse,
specially his hole. Each time he let a finger stroke around the sensitive area,
Simon found himself pushing back.
He was
barely conscious of something wet down his crack and he assumed he must have
put some spit so that he could finger his hole deeper. Then he could feel
Peer’s groin humping against him but didn’t think he was being fucked, because
he couldn’t feel it. In his mind he thought perhaps he was sliding his cock up
and down his crack. The entrance to his hole was being tickled but apart from
that there was nothing.
The
confirmation of something more came when Peer came, then Simon could feel the
hot liquid gush into his tunnel. He was disappointed to know that it had
happened without anything more than feeling the touch of Peer’s groin against
his arse cheeks.
The
contrast when Kut mounted him couldn’t have been more
marked. He felt himself being spread apart and the long shaft went deep into
places where cocks had never been before. He had to pull off from sucking and
hissed through his teeth when Kut was fully
home. Once done, he leant forward to
take the cock in his mouth while Kut worked at his
rear. This time he was enjoying, loving the feel of every millimetre as it
pushed fully home and then was withdrawn almost to the tip.
My God,
Simon thought to himself, they know about sex here like they know about
massage, they all do it so good.
The quiet
one came in his mouth. He liked it but then again, he liked all cocks that fed
him cum. He looked for Cheeky bugger, who was now watching him and not the TV.
But he was reluctant to let him have his cock for all his earlier bravado. With
Kut still taking his time on his rear, he grabbed the
last one and pulled off his hand, replacing it with his mouth. No wonder he was
not letting anyone see it, he was not big either. More than Peer but less than
the one he had just finished.
Once he had
got started on him, his show off side came to the fore again and he made a
great deal of fucking Simons face. Simon didn’t mind in the least as he was
getting quite tired of all the sucking and all he had to do was keep his mouth
open. Besides which, being had at both ends at the same time was absolutely
brilliant.
His
disappointment with Cheeky Sod’s size was made up when he came for his cum was
excellent and plentiful. Having finished he pulled out and watched as Kut came to a long drawn out end.
Simon was
glad to only have Kut to worry about, his dick got
rock hard on the run up to the finish, making each thrust dig into him further
than he had been dug before. As much as he loved it, there was a definite pain
with the pleasure component, which made him groan, grunt and gasp.
When Kut came, the feeling of him pumping all his juice up him
was more than he could take. He grabbed his dick from the hold of Peer and
furiously wanked himself off. Before Kut had fully finished, Simon was cumming over the floor in
an explosion of pleasure.
In his
sexual stupor, he collapsed on the floor and drifted off to sleep. It was not
for long because the need to use the bathroom woke him up. Around him they lay
sleeping as he carefully stepped over them. The bathroom freshened
him up no end and he stayed there for quite some time. When he came out he was
surprised to see Chai leaning against the wall.
It struck
him that he had forgotten about him since chatting much earlier, yet it was his
place and he had invited him.
“Where have
you been?” he asked a little embarrassed.
“Here” he
nodded towards his bed. “Watching that movie. It is my
favourite, so horny” He was silent a moment. “But you were better”
Simon
looked blankly as the words sank in. He could do nothing but grin sheepishly,
like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“Come, sit
with us” He turned and walked back to his bed.
Already
lying there was Kut.
Chai sat next to Simon. “You really like
sex” he stated earnestly.
Simon
blushed, again he had no idea how other people reacted to having sex, he just followed his instincts. He shrugged.
“I don’t
know, just when I get started it’s like there is someone else inside me that
takes over.” He laughed, “I usually end up doing things I can’t even imagine.”
“It was
being here watching and not joining in” He looked at Simon and then down to his
crotch and then back to Simon.
Slowly he
lay down next to Kut and eased off his shorts and
briefs.
“Come, help
me out now” He reached for Simon’s hand and pulled him down, pushing his head
to his groin.
Almost instantly
Simon went back into his “other” mode. He knew he was still a bit pissed,
having tripped coming from the bathroom, but just looking at Chai’s half hard dick got him going. Without a second
thought he began sucking, wondering how long it would take before he could
taste him.
Kut reached for a hand and guided it to
his crotch, now without his briefs too. While he sucked Chai,
he fondled the long cock of his friend.
Chai was shaking him out of his reverie.
“Simon, sit
on Kut, we want to fuck you”
He helped
to push him up and obediently Simon straddled Kut,
looking forward to feeling him get deep inside. Chai
got off the bed and went around behind, rubbing his shoulders as he got himself
properly mounted. Finally he relaxed and let his weight impale himself onto Kut.
“Shit,” he
groaned, his insides tingling and a shock of burning heat swept over his body.
“Fuck, yes!” he moaned lifting himself and then sitting back hard, raising his
legs a little to make sure there was as much inside him as possible.
Chai and Kut
carried on a low conversation as he was thrilling himself.
“Simon,
bend forward” said Chai.
Kut reached up and pulled him down onto
his chest. He could feel Chai behind playing around
his bum. It was magical.
His ecstasy
crashed with a searing pain. Automatically he wrenched free from Kut’s hold as his body shook in spasm. Chai brought his
weight down on his back to keep him still.
“Sorry”
whispered Chai in his ear. “I will be more gently”
Simon
wondered what he was on about.
His arse
began to burn and the stuffed feeling began to get unbearable.
“What are
you doing?” he was forced to ask.
“We are
going to fuck you, together” answered Chai matter of factly.
The words
took some digesting. Two cocks fucking him. At the same time. Immediately he began to object, but no
sooner had that thought flashed through his brain than a second one followed. Two dicks, the long Kut and the nice one
of Chai, together, inside him. Fuck, that would be amazing.
He said
nothing and let them carry on working. Shit it was hurting, but the idea was
stronger than the pain. Yes, he would love two cocks inside, that would be
something, he just had to try.
He could
feel them now stretching him, filling him up like he had never imagined before.
All he could think about was the vision of two cocks pushing into his hole and
a picture of them cuming together. He groaned
repeatedly, determined that he would conquer the discomfort for the sake of the
accomplishment.
“Simon, no
good” complained Chai. “Let us change position, then you can sit on us both. Better for you and for us”
He didn’t
know what he was saying, but he was pushed off and Kut
and Chai lay down opposite each other with their
cocks together.
“Now you
sit on them” commanded Chai.
He climbed
back on the bed and squatted down facing Kut. Each
had a hand squeezing their cocks together and guiding his bum to the right
spot. Slowly he let more and more of his weight press down. His hole began to
widen, making him groan in complaint. Still, he had resolved to go through with
it and he bit his lip to the pain. Suddenly they popped through the outer ring,
bringing enormous relief. Quicker now, he dropped down onto the doubly thick
shaft.
It felt
amazing, absolutely out of this world. He landed against their groins and took
a breather. His insides were working overtime feeding him messages at this
assault and his balls were tingling as though they were connected to the mains
electric.
Together
they began to raise and lower their hips. Simon could hardly believe it. The
pain didn’t leave but yet at the same time it was just about the most horny,
sexy thing he had ever done. Carefully at first, he responded and began to push
against their thrusts. Each movement made him groan, he couldn’t help it at
all. But the pain-pleasure was unbelievable.
His
concentration meant he had kept his eyes closed, except for quick glances at Kut to read the enjoyment on his face. Now he opened them
and caught movement to one side. There the other guys stood watching, playing with
their cocks as they savoured what was before them. He realised that his cries
would have probably raised the dead, so no doubt he had woken them up.
It was hard
to balance on his knees, so he let himself fall back a little and prop himself
up with his arms. Now it was easier and the speed began to increase little by
little. Simon could not keep quiet no matter how hard he tried. He looked at
Peer and Cheeky Sod, and the quiet one, standing in a line watching. He felt
himself the star of the show, something akin to a famous pop singer. Like them,
he had to give his fans what they wanted.
Cheeky Sod
was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. Suddenly he jumped on the bed, standing in
front of Simon. One hand went around the back of his head and pulled him onto
his cock.
It was all
Simon could take. His brain lost control of his senses as he lapsed into
delirium. He registered Kut and Chai
cumming inside his guts and the cock cumming in his mouth and on his face.
As he
collapsed onto the bed in a stupor, Peer and the quiet one gave applause.
“Simon,
Simon” Chai was shaking him. “I sleep now, you go with Peer and Chart.”
Hands
raised him off the bed and walked him across to the rug by the TV.
He knew in
the back of his mind that his fans wanted more, and he would give it.
Chapter 19
It felt like he had never been to sleep when Chai was shaking him once more.
“Simon wake up we have to go to work now, our shift starts at six”
He opened his eyes to find it was just getting light. He struggled to get dressed, conscious that they were all waiting for him.
“It was a good night, hope we can meet again next week” Chai was saying.
“Yes we can, maybe the last time before I leave”
“We will miss you, we all like you a lot” he said sounding he meant it.
“And I will miss here, and all of you” he replied.
Yes he would miss the place and knew within six months he
would be looking back wondering if the whole trip had been a dream. There would
be nothing like this in
They all said farewell and he trudged off back to Som’s place. He was praying he had not locked the door and also that he would not want him, at least till he had a few more hours sleep. His body was fighting him, his knees, thighs, hips, they all ached like mad. His back was giving him some stick too, it felt as stiff as a board and he found himself walking cagily back to the room. His arse, well he dreaded to think of that part.
Luckily the door was open and he did not disturb Som as he eased into bed. Minutes later he was hard asleep trying to catch up from last night.
It was 10 o’ clock when Som woke him. “I’m late again, just suck it for now. I’ll see you for lunch?”
On auto-pilot without opening his eyes, he grunted a yes as he found Som’s fat cock and sucked the life out of it. He was asleep again before Som had left the room.
It was lunch time when he rose, starving too. But first he had an extra long shower as he had a need to wash away more than body sweat. Instead of going round to Som’s for lunch, he went in search of a travel agent to sort out his flight home. It was hard making a decision; a part of him did not want to commit to a particular flight and time. But he did and deep down he knew this is what he had to do.
Just as they were eating there was a short thunderstorm. In
came a few tourists to wait out the rain and Som
found himself busy once more. When the rain stopped
out came the sun. Simon knew if he hung around Som
would fuck him, and at least today he didn’t want that to happen. If he was
going back to
Even though it was now sunny, out to sea he could see jet black clouds and guessed that they were in for more rain later in the afternoon. Some way from Som’s bar he found he had this part of the beach all to himself. He had no trunks, so he decided to go swimming in his briefs; he could walk back in only his dry shorts.
The swimming was brilliant and he kicked himself for not doing this before. Now he really felt like he had been vegetating, sleeping too much and drinking too much when he should at least have been going for a swim every day.
Exhausted he came out of the water and flopped down on the mat. An hour or so would make him feel great. The physical exertion and heat made him sleepy and he began to drop off. His solitude was disturbed by a voice he faintly recognised.
“You buy hat, you buy sunglasses, you want football?”
He turned as saw the familiar face of one of the beach hawkers.
“Ah, you friend of Somphong. He my friend, so you are my friend. I not sell you anything”
It was a young guy who had irritated him many times when he first arrived, trying to waylay him on the way to Soms. That was before he realised that he was a friend of Som and not a tourist. He often came in wanting to change a large note that some tourist had given to buy some cheap item.
Simon smiled, he was only dong his job and given the paucity of tourists, must be as hard up as Som was. He looked down the beach; there was hardly a soul to be seen. Poor guy, he thought.
“Nobody buy today?” he asked.
The youth shook his head in dismay. “No sale today, no sale yesterday. Maybe next week we have business”
He was only around eighteen he guessed and was burnt very dark with being on the beach each day. His only garment was cut off jeans with many holes in them. But it wasn’t a fashion statement these were worn through. Many places showed gleaming white underwear peeping through the fabric.
He lowered his collection of goods to the sand and sat down wearily.
“I give you massage?” he offered.
“No thanks” refused Simon. He wouldn’t have minded one but for some reason declined.
“Friend of Som no pay. Som my friend” he repeated.
Simon accepted and lay face down on his mat. He could hear the youth open a bottle and then felt the cool lotion being rubbed into his skin. Ah! Wonderful he thought. A swim, sunbathe and then finish with a massage. Perfect!
With his contortions of last night he was more than ready for a massage really. The youth was good and spent a long time on each part. With no prospect of sales elsewhere he was giving him a proper going over.
The more he did the more Simon loved the idea.
“I will pack you with my luggage and take you to
“Me no understand” said the youth.
“What is your name?”
“My friends call my Chop, what’s yours?”
“I am Simon”
“Ah yes, I hear you name before. You live with Som.”
“Yes”
He gave some more “ah’s” and resumed his manipulations.
Very slowly he worked down his body. When he got to his underwear, he peeled down the wet material some way.
“No problem? He asked.
“No problem for me” he answered. When he came out of the sea he realised the white cotton was see-through when wet, so there was little point in being modest now.
He fingers found the aching muscles in his arse as if he knew they would be hurting. He pushed and stretched them, digging into the flesh with his thumbs at exactly the right spot. Simon was forced to give a few groans of pleasure as he worked away.
When finished, he pulled back the material and moved to the top of his legs. As he worked the insides of his thighs, his fingers brushed over his balls. To get at the places not exposed when he pulled down the material, he slipped his fingers under the elastic and worked up missing nothing.
“You like Chop massage” he asked after a long period of silence.
Simon turned his head around and smiled.
“You are the best massager I have ever had. Fantastic!”
Chop smiled wildly and went back to it with renewed enthusiasm.
Strangely it was not until he got down to his calves that Simon got a hard on. Not that massaging his lower legs was sexy or anything, in fact he didn’t know where it came from.
Chop’s massage of his feet was pure ecstasy.
“Foot massage is Chinese medicine” offered Chop.
Simon had heard something about this before.
Having finished his feet, he ordered Simon to lie on his back. Continuing with his feet, he began the slow progress back up his body.
At the top of his legs, his fingers went under the fabric so that he went from legs to hips without missing anything. Again he went to the very top of his legs, brushed against his balls. Simon noted that there was no change to his rhythm at all.
“I push here, good for you stomach” he said. “Wait, I move your cock out of the way”
Before he had time to react, his hand pulled the brief away from his body and he pulled his cock to point straight up his chest. Then he put his weight on his thumbs, pressing into his groin at each side of his cock.
“Sometimes hurt, but good for you” assured Chop.
Only when he was pressing his weight into his groin did Simon realise that he had touched his cock. Immediately it sprang to life, which did not go unnoticed.
When he had finished the groin manoeuvre, he put his hand over his cock and rattled it side to side.
“You big cock, Thai not big like you” he laughed.
“I know” said Simon.
“Me no have big cock” continued Chop. “Too small” he laughed. “I want big like you”
He reached and gave it a shake once more, making it stiffen up fully. He could feel the fresh air on the head as it poked out the top of his briefs.
All the time he kept his hand busy, now on his sides and then pulling into his stomach. Now and again he would laugh to himself and squeeze his cock.
“Very big, oooeeee!!!” he laughed.
When he moved up his chest he felt the pressure reduce on his cock. He opened his eyes to watch the youth work. He noticed his pants, cut off jeans rather than shorts. In his position the leg was open enough for him to see up. His white briefs were stretched tight over his balls. He might not think he was big but from here his underwear had its job cut out to contain at least part of his equipment.
Chop took his arm and laid it along his leg as he began massaging from his shoulder. Simon could feel his skin begin to prickle. His hand was just a fraction from the youth’s crotch. He began to feel hot.
He watched Chop’s face as he poked his fingers into his crotch.
“You not big? How long is not big?” he asked, his throat cracking and dry.
“You want see?” he asked brightly, not in the least bothered.
Simon nodded. Chop gave a quick look up and down the beach.
“Wait” he said, and turned to his collection of goods.
Out came a beach umbrella, which he pitched to cover them.
He knelt once again next to Simon and opened his jeans and pushed them down his upper legs. Then he pulled down his briefs and pulled out his soft cock.
It was not very big, but it was soft.
Simon looked, his throat parched.
“How big when hard?” he croaked.
“I don’t know” he answered, trying to rub it up and down. It didn’t respond.
Simon reached and Chop let his hands fall away. Slowly it began to fill out a little under his touch.
“Not big like you. Your cock very good” said Chop.
“I want to see it big, can you make it stand up?”
Chop took it back and worked his hand over it. It grew a little more.
“You want me to help you?” asked Simon.
“Yes” he snapped “I like you help me” he let go waiting for Simon.
He looked around the beach once more, then leant forward into Chop’s lap, letting the cock slip into his mouth. Chop gasped, what ever help he was expecting it didn’t appear to be this.
Simon pulled off “You like?”
“Yes, yes, I like” he replied, trying to get it back into his mouth as quickly as possible.
Now it stood up, a nice five or six inches of smooth hard flesh.
Simon could feel it jumping around strongly as he worked his tongue over the head. Chop edged closer, pushing his groin firmly against his face.
“I cum” he said hoarsely, bucking his hips.
Simon was filled with what he wanted, and drank it all down. Once finished, Chop pushed him off and fell backwards onto his haunches staring at Simon.
“I like very much, you very good. But your cock too big for me to do that” he said as if Simon was going to demand something in return.
He laid his fears to rest. “You give me good massage, I massage your cock in return. No problem?”
Chop beamed at the deal.
“I know Som’s room, you want me come there and give you massage?” he offered.
“I would love that, but I’m leaving soon, next week actually.”
“No problem, I come to see you every day if you like.”
“No charge?” asked Simon to be sure.
Chop laughed, “No charge for massage, you charge for suck my cock?”
His sudden use of more than basic English words surprised him.
He laughed, “No charge you, no charge me!”
Chop stuck out his hand to shake on it.
“You want cock massage?” he offered.
“No charge?”
He laughed, upending the lotion bottle into his hands and pulling down his briefs. “No charge, you suck very good”
He gave Simon one amazing wank. It made him wonder where he had obtained his experience. He knew exactly where to hold, what pressure to use and when to go quickly and when to slow down. When he came, it was quite a large amount.
“You made me cum a lot” he complemented.
“Chop give good massage” he laughed.
As they walked back down the beach he realised that the sun had long gone and it had clouded right over. Simon was only in the bar a few minutes before a rattle of thunder heralded the onset of another bout of heavy rain.
Chapter
20
When Simon told Som that he had booked his flight home, he was visibly upset. They had both grown to like each others company, not to mention anything else.
“How about I close early and we go out drinking tonight” he asked.
“Sure, that would be great”
He liked Som socially very much; he was fun to be with and could also talk about anything.
“You had a good night last night?” he asked.
Simon went red, but then got a grip.
“Yes, it was good.” He grinned.
“What time you get back?”
“Around
“Shit, you out all night!”
He frowned and looked him in the eye.
“What you get up to, something bad I hope”
Simon laughed. “So bad, you wouldn’t want to know.”
“But you walked home, then it couldn’t have been so good” he joked
“It was a hard walk” replied Simon, no longer bothered about what he said.
“How many?” he asked.
Simon gave him a look. “Seven. I think”
Som shook his head in disbelief.
“Better you are going back to
Simon threw the paper roll at him.
They went out into town, changing bars in between the rain showers. The street vendors were absent so they had to eat in a restaurant for once. Needless to say, it was delicious.
They were back to the room by
“I’ve seen this a hundred times” said Som after a while, “Mind if we switch it off?”
He closed the TV and came back to bed, slipping out of his underwear as he climbed in. Simon took the signal and kicked his off.
Nothing was said; Simon bent down and took him in his mouth. It was a pleasure to do so and he wanted to make the remaining days with his friend as good as possible.
Som for his part, read him like a book. He knew when to increase the pace, when to torture him by pulling out, and that he liked to have cum on his face as well as in his mouth.
Simon knew it was going to be a two cum session and was ready when Som pulled him up on his knees. He pressed home gently and then gave him a good rooting, moving around to take him in different positions. There was no longer any shyness or inhibitions about this, they both understood what the other liked and worked equally to give what was wanted.
“You’ll miss this” said Som as they lay together afterwards.
“I know. But I’ll never forget it, should be stuff of my dreams for years to come” admitted Simon.
“You do anything like this in
“No never, I only went with girls there.”
“How about when you go back?”
“I don’t know. I never knew about guys before I left so I wouldn’t know where to start looking when I go back home. If it exists I have no idea where. Besides I will be working hard at studies, there won’t be time for messing about.”
He was telling Som the reasoning he had given himself on so many occasions.
“Will you come back here?”
“I would love to, but first I have to finish with Uni, then there will be a job to think about. Really, I’ve no idea when I might be back again”
“If you come, I would love to see you again”
“Me too” he echoed.
“Simon?”
“Yes”
“Suck me again will you. You make me feel so good”
Simon had one more week with Som, the routine being that they had it before he went to work and if not, at the bar. Every day someone would call around to see him after Som had left for work, each with a pretext for being there, but always ending up in bed. Chop, the massage beach-seller called to get his cock sucked and give him a great massage. After a few of these Simon was curious as to how he would be fucking him. Knowing it would be his first time with a man gave Simon a bit of a kick as he encouraged him to try it.
One of the strangest things happened just two days before he left. He arrived in the bar around 2 in the afternoon. Som was sat at a table talking with someone. As he walked in he called for him to join and introduced Narin.
He was a little older than Som’s usual friends, perhaps around 25 or 26. A couple of things struck Simon immediately, one was that he was extremely good looking and the other was that his clothes and general grooming were a major cut above the average.
Once they began talking he found Narin’s
English to be perfect and echoed a slight American accent. It became clear from
their conversation that he had been educated in the
As he went to use the bathroom, Som
filled him in. He knew him through a mutual friend and he called in at the bar
now and again whenever he was in town. He used an exclusive health spa in the
hills at the back of the resort and when he was bored enough, would drive in to
have a drink. His family was one of
On returning to the table they continued chatting and the more Simon talked the more he began to like him. It was obvious that Narin liked Simon too and the gap between them got ever closer.
A couple of drinks later and Narin left for the bathroom again.
“What do you think of him?” Som asked.
“Well I wouldn’t kick him out of bed!” he said as an understatement. “He’s gorgeous!”
“He likes you as well, he keeps
telling me when he slips back into
He came back and sat so close that his leg was against Simons and he felt him apply some pressure now and again to gauge the reaction.
Simon began to fall for him. He admired his manners and educated talk, never mind his looks.
Soon it was Simons turn to use the bathroom and as he returned, Narin left the table to do the same.
“Would you go to bed with him?” asked Som.
It was a bit of an unexpected question coming from him.
“Yes, I think I would” smiled Simon.
“He thinks you are beautiful and he would love to get you into bed.”
He paused and Simon wondered what the matter was.
“The thing is, he has just offered me six thousand baht if I can get you to go with him. Three thousand to use my room and three thousand for you!”
Simon was utterly shocked.
“What do you think?” he asked when Simon didn’t reply.
Simon was lost for words.
“If you wouldn’t mind going to bed with him, why not get some money at the same time” he laughed. “I could do with the cash for using the room, its only letting you do what you have been doing with the other guys everyday.”
Simon considered it for a moment. In fact he was in a fix in that he would have to change some money to pay Som for the room before he left and a bit of spending money. He had put off changing any more, first because he had very little left and second because he hoped to spin out what he had. He had cashed up his money before leaving for the bar and realised that he could not make stretch out, specially taking into consideration the Airport tax. He was going to have to go to the bank later and exchange something. Three thousand would be more than enough to spend before he left.
“Well?”
He was pushing Simon for a decision before he came back from the bathroom.
He pondered a little more. He had just said he wouldn’t mind going to bed with him. Now payment was in the question didn’t alter what he first thought and said.
He gave a sigh of relief, having come to an answer.
“Okay, why not?” he laughed.
Som slapped him on the shoulder. “Make some money from doing what you like”
Narin returned and they chatted a while longer. Som left them to move some empty glasses to the bar and a few minutes later Narin got up to pay the bill. While at the bar they talked quietly.
He walked back to the table. “Shall we go?”
Now a bit unsure, Simon nodded and rose. They walked around to the back of the bar and into Narin’s B.M.W. A short drive and they were at the end of the alley to Som’s room.
Narin stopped him getting undressed; he wanted to do that job himself. First his t-shirt came off, and he pushed his face into his chest to lick and suck his nipples. Then he eased off his shorts and slowly pulled down his briefs. His hands moved everywhere, caressing and squeezing. He had him stand while he gazed on his naked form. Satisfied, he quickly undressed and slipped into the bed.
Simon was a little put out, the money side of it put a different angle on everything as much as he tried to dismiss it. But once into bed he was able to loose those concerns and it was soon like it always was. Narin was superbly built, he obviously looked after himself very well. And his cock was a good size, not over big to hurt but enough to feel when he was on the receiving end.
He sucked him and then let him fuck. Narin sucked back but he knew without asking that he was not the type to allow someone to fuck him.
After they lay recovering, Narin smoked a cigarette slowly.
“You really like sex, don’t you?”
“Who doesn’t?” replied Simon.
“I know we all like it, but you, you really….. you really go for it, I mean you loose yourself, which many people don’t do.”
“I’ve no idea. I just do what I feel like doing.”
Simon was not altogether happy about analysing feelings on sex. If he had to think about it, too many dark shadows would pop out of the cupboard which would be hard to deal with.
Narin changed tack. “If you come back
to
“What about you?” asked Simon. “What would you get out of it?”
Narin smiled. “For the apartment? Just for you to be available perhaps once a week, that’s all. Nothing too strenuous I assure you. For my friends, they would reward you very well indeed.”
Simon was astounded. He had never imagined such a thing.
“Would you consider?”
“I tell you what. If I don’t get a job after University in
He kept a straight face for a while, and then laughed.
Narin smiled. “You never know what the future holds. You might find yourself taking me up.”
He put out his cigarette.
“An extra three thousand for another round?”
Simon was stunned again, he thought they had put the money question away. Caught on the spot, he took a moment before replying.
Narin caught his hesitation the wrong way.
“Alright, you are worth it all, how about four thousand more?”
Simon still dazed, agreed. Seven thousand, he said to himself, was almost what he had spent so far, this stop over would cost him next to nothing. Money for nothing in fact! In a fresh bout of enthusiasm, he went all out to show Narin he was worth it.
……………..
Finally the day came when he had arranged the taxi to the airport. He was at the bar and in the hours before departure it filled with all Som’s friends. Before he went out to the car, Dom surprised him and put a garland of flowers around his neck.
Tears were streaming down his face as he reluctantly got in the taxi. As they moved off, some of them ran alongside waving and shouting goodbye as though he was a celebrity. But Simon felt sick to his stomach. He wanted to stay with them forever. No matter what, he just had to come back again.
The End