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Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2005 15:58:14 -0600
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Simon
by John - bokjay123@hotmail.com

Chapter 14

"Does it rain every day" asked Simon looking out the end of the bar into the 
downpour.

"Usually, in the afternoons or evening. Might be for ten minutes, could be 
for hours" answered Somphong.

The thunderstorm had ceased but the rain kept on. The friends stayed 
drinking until seven when braving the rain made their way to a restaurant 
and had dinner. Somphong thought there was no chance of any more customers, 
and closed the bar to join them.

It was certainly not what Simon expected, all this rain, it was not much 
different from being in England, except that it was considerably warmer 
which was no small thing even so.

"After September, it gets better" he assured.

Simon would be in England long before then, so he made his mind up to except 
the situation. If he wanted sunbathing, then it would have to be in the 
mornings, that is, if he could get out of bed.

It was late when they left the restaurant, but nobody had decided where to 
go next. As they walked along past a few open bars, Dom spotted a friend and 
said he would just have a word. The group tailed along behind and while they 
waited, ordered a beer. The quick word became a sentence, then a chapter and 
finally a book. They had beer after beer after deciding that this bar was as 
good as any other.

At midnight the bar man switched off the music and told them it was time to 
go. They stood outside in the damp air bantering back and forth as to where 
to go next. Eventually one of them said he had had enough and would leave. 
He was joined by another couple till the remainder decided that without them 
all they would not have a good time and perhaps going home was the wisest 
choice after all.

Kiat fell in with Somphong and talked in a low voice, after which Som came 
over to Simon.

"Kiat lives in the hotel rooms, and he can't go in after midnight and he's 
off work tomorrow. Would it be alright if he came to our place? I usually 
let him when we are out for a drink."

Simon didn't want to screw up any set routines, so he said it was no problem 
for him. They all said goodbye to each other and walked off in different 
directions.

Back in their room Som went for a shower followed by Simon. He went in the 
shower in his underwear to give them a wash but then kicked himself as he 
realised he had forgotten to wash his dirty ones before going out earlier. 
He had nothing clean to put on. Like Som, he came out of the shower with his 
towel wrapped around and Kiat took his place.

"Som, I've no clean underwear, you got any? Forgot to wash them this 
morning."

"I have but nowhere near your size he laughed. I thought you were going 
naked from now on he grinned"

"I don't mind that, but what about Kiat? Where will he sleep?"

"The bed is big enough for us all, if you remember" Som thought it quite 
amusing.

"He wont want to get into bed with two naked guys, you said you didn't wear 
anything in bed, remember?"

Som shrugged. "If he wants to sleep, he will otherwise he can always lie on 
the floor"

"How about you sleeping between us, then I can be on the outside and he 
won't know"

"I always sleep on my side, cant sleep between two of you" he said shaking 
his head in pity. "Why don't you get into bed now and he won't see that you 
are naked, he won't even think about it"

That sounded okay, so Simon dropped the towel and slid to the middle. As Som 
got ready to get in, Simon noticed he had on his briefs.

"So you have decided not to be naked now, you really like putting me on the 
spot. A fine friend you are" He tutted and gave him a dirty look.

Som laughed. "I don't care; I'm on the outside anyway. You want me naked, 
you got me, you want clothes on, you got that too. Which is it?" he grinned.

Simon gave up. "No I don't care really, just having you on. You can wear an 
overcoat if you want"

Som kept his briefs on and slid under the sheet, digging Simon in the side 
making him jump. "Just so that you know I'm here" he chuckled.

Minutes later Kiat emerged with a towel wrapped around.

"Me that side?

They both nodded. "Only place left I think" said Simon.

He moved to that side of the bed and dropped his towel. He was wearing 
bikini briefs. As he pulled the sheet back, Simon was careful he didn't 
expose too much before he slid under.

They made a little conversation before sleeping and Simon was careful to 
keep some distance from Kiat. At least his mind was set at rest when Kiat 
rolled over and faced the wall away from them.

With all the beer Simon slept well considering there were three in the bed. 
He awoke once to find himself pressed tight against Som, who had his arm and 
leg over him. He extricated himself and moved back to the middle. The other 
time was the opposite, he woke to find Kiat doing the same thing. Gently he 
rolled him onto his back and went back to sleep.

In the morning he found himself and Kiat alone, Som having gone off to open 
up and Kiat still sleeping, curled up right by his side. Coming awake was a 
slow thing and not to be rushed. He absently gazed at the ceiling wondering 
what he would do today.

He pulled his hand up from his side, grazing the sleeping Kiat. He put his 
arms at the back of his head pondering just when to get up. Kiat disturbed, 
slowly came awake.

Being curled up, his head was somewhat lower than Simon, so he had to look 
up to see him.

"You're awake already, good morning"

"Yes, Som has gone already."

"It's that late?" he responded, putting his arm over Simon's chest and 
drawing himself closer as though he was about to cuddle. He pushed his head 
against Simon's side and groaned about not having enough sleep.

"You don't have to get up"

"No, I won't sleep again" He looked up and smiled. "That's it for my beauty 
sleep"

Kiat's finger tips were playing with the hair in the centre of Simon's chest 
as they lay silent for a few minutes. Then Kiat moved his hand higher, 
beginning to massage.

"You like Thai massage" he asked.

Simon was a bit dazed, he had already begun to doze off.

"No, never tried"

Kiat suddenly brightened. "I will give you good Thai massage"

Simon had not much idea of what that would entail, but he suddenly gasped 
when Kiat jumped up and threw back the sheet, sitting on his chest.

"Close your eyes and relax"

His finger began soothing his temples in circular motion, then moved to 
slowly pulling across his eyebrows.

Simon thought it wonderful, this was all completely new.

Kiat worked his fingers down his face, then to the neck and on to his 
shoulders.

"You like Thai massage?"

"Shit, its great" Simon had to wake up to speak, the soothing motions were 
already making him feel half asleep.

Kiat moved down a little and began work on his arms and then hands.

"Oh, I love that" said Simon.

After finishing with his hands it was back to his shoulders and then moving 
down his chest. At this point he moved again, sitting down on Simon's 
thighs.

>From chest it was to his sides, sweeping the palms of his hands through to 
the centre of his stomach in regular hypnotising strokes.

Using another circular motion, he gently rubbed his lower abdomen. Then he 
moved on to the top of his thighs.

>From there, it was the sides of his thighs on the outside, then working back 
to the top of his legs on the inside.

"That's brilliant" murmured Simon.

Afterwards, it was down to his calves and then to his feet. Simon had never 
had anyone touching his feet before but he realised he had been missing an 
awful lot, it felt really wonderful.

Kiat pulled each toe, making some of them crack, before starting again in 
the reverse direction.

Reaching his thighs, he did one leg at a time, pulling his hands up from the 
bed sheet to the top in regular strokes on the outside before repeating 
again on the inside. Before jumping from one side to the other, Simon again 
said how fantastic it felt.

Kiat worked his stroking hands slowly up from the knee. Before he was half 
way to the top, Simon began to feel good, so good in fact that a tingle 
began somewhere in his loins, but in his dreamy state he was not conscious 
of his dick beginning to fill out and lengthen.

For Kiat, it was not all that unusual. Massage is good and if it does not 
get some kind of response means that either the subject doesn't appreciate 
or the masseur is not so competent.

As he reached the top of the inside of his thighs, his fingers were brushing 
against Simon's balls. At first it only added to the tingling sensations 
that were already brewing, but then he jumped. He had forgotten all about 
being naked, but the sudden realisation that not only was he naked, but that 
he was getting a rather solid hardon.

"Oh!" he exclaimed, automatically moving his hands to cover himself.

"No problem, I see many times before" said Kiat, catching his hands and 
moving them back to his sides.

He took hold of his dick and moved it to one side so that he could stroke 
down his abdomen again. Then he moved it back to do the other side.

Kiat slid up his body, sitting on his dick so that he could reach his upper 
chest and shoulders. The pressure on his dick made it swell and throb which 
he was sure Kiat would feel.

It was only when he returned to stroking his fingers through his hair did he 
relax once more.

"Kiat, this is wonderful, I never had a massage before. It's brilliant!"

Finished, Kiat flopped to his side tired from the hard work. Trying to keep 
the floating sensation going as long as possible, he moved his hand by touch 
till it fond Kiats body. He patted his thigh.

"Thanks, that was fantastic. Now I want everyday" he laughed.

Kiat propped himself up on his elbow and leaned into Simon.

"Why farang have big cock?" he asked as he took it in his hand to examine 
carefully.

Before Simon could answer he added "Are most farang circumcised like 
Muslims?"

"People have been telling me I'm big recently, but honestly I'm not that 
big. I've seen plenty of guys with dicks much bigger than me."

"Not in Thailand?"

"No, back home. In changing rooms at school and university, in porn films. 
Many places"

"I like, I wish I had one like you"

He scrutinised it thoroughly, spanning it with his hand and seeing how far 
it hung over his leg. Then he weighed his ball bag in his hand.

"Big nuts too. You cum a lot when you have big nuts?"

"I don't think so. I've seen many guys with small cocks cum a bucketful"

"Really, where?"

"On the island I was on" After he said it he wished he hadn't.

Simon still lay with his eyes closed with his arm over his face. His dick 
kept throbbing as Kiat continued his examination.

"I think if they saw your cock, they would have liked it. Maybe you made 
them cum so much when they saw this cock" he laughed.

It was so close to the truth he cringed behind his arm.

Having got used to Kiat touching him, he was surprised when the tingling 
told him he was being gently masturbated. He raised his head to look down, 
finding Kiat's face close to his cock watching every throb and movement 
intently.

"What are you doing" he asked.

Kiat chuckled, "Giving you massage. Special Kiat massage, all over"

Simon groaned and dropped his head back to the pillow. He wanted to stop him 
but his dick said no. He was doing as good a job with that as he had with 
the rest of his body. Also, he hadn't had a wank since when, since on the 
ship going to Auckland. He quickly forced his mind not to go any further 
back.

"You like all over massage?"

"Yes" said Simon reluctantly. If he had been asked first he would have 
refused but now it was already on the way. And it did feel good no doubt 
about that, just his mind was trying to do summersaults which he didn't 
like.

His dick took over from his brain and he resigned himself to let Kiat do 
what he wanted.

"I wish I had cock like this" he said quietly.

Then Simon felt something extraordinary. When it sank in, he was forced to 
raise his head to see just what he was doing that felt so good.

While he very slowly stroked his dick with one hand and the other was 
rolling the skin of his ball bag, he had his tongue out running it around 
the ridge of the helmet.

His head slammed back to the pillow. "Oh god, that is fantastic" At the same 
time his hand reached the short distance between them and squeezed his thigh 
as his body shivered. He left it there, gently squeezing his flesh as the 
sensations he received came and went like waves in the sea.

The next time his attention was broken was to feel Kiat humping into the 
back of his hand, which was hot from the hard dick beneath the cotton 
covering. He left the thought and went back to relishing what he was doing 
to his cock.

He felt irritated when Kiat stopped and took a breath.

"My cock making me feel horny too" he said to explain the break.

He pushed down his briefs and taking Simons hand put it on his cock.

"I do you, you play with me" he stated.

When his mouth covered his cock, he obliged and began playing with his dick. 
He was not small but as he already knew not so big. He had seen many like it 
on the islands, around five and a half inches long and tapering from the 
base to the tip. The skin was smooth and loose letting his hand move freely 
up and down although the muscle was rock hard.

As Kiat began to get excited his groin humped into Simon's hand more and 
more urgently.

To give his hand a rest, Simon moved to play with his balls. He could feel 
he had a thick pubic bush and could feel his balls covered with a sparse 
covering too. Behind them, it was smooth to his finger tips. His arm was 
stretching now but he could not feel under any further.

Kiat was sucking his dick like a professional. Without being told Simon knew 
he must have done this before. No teeth jarred the action; his tongue knew 
just where to stab and lick and above everything, he worked him varying 
pressures and places so that he wouldn't cum quickly. All the time the fires 
were being stoked and the pressure was rising.

When he let go and rolled onto his back, Simon was about to take charge and 
give himself a good wank. Kiat quickly pushed off his briefs and kicked them 
from the bed. Then he rolled back, sliding over Simon and laying on him. 
Kiat's dick was in his face. Kiat sucked him but when he realised nothing 
was happening to his cock, he lifted up and took it in hand blindly trying 
to find Simon's mouth.

It was spoiling it for Simon; he really didn't want to go down this road. He 
had told himself a thousand times that once back in Thailand it was going to 
be girls, girls and nothing but girls so help him god.

Now he had a cock trying to find his mouth. He kept his lips sealed and 
turned his head left and right to avoid the thrusts of Kiat. But he was 
leaking precum like mad and it was covering his face as he move one way and 
another in avoiding. The smell of sex was all he could breathe as the hot 
rod of flesh pressed into him.

Then Kiat took his cock deep into his mouth instead of playing his tongue 
around the head. A shiver made him jump and he arched his hips off the bed 
to impale him more.

He wanted to scream. "Oh god Kiat, that was fantastic"

Kiat did it again and again. All resistance was lost and he allowed Kiat to 
enter his mouth. At first he only let him in, doing nothing but let it rest 
there. But Kiat now knew it was where he wanted and began thrusting in and 
out. Simon was obliged to work his mouth to accommodate and before he knew 
it, was sucking him and opening wide to allow him to push to the top of his 
throat.

All the feelings that he had left on a Pacific island came flooding back. 
The sensation of hot flesh, the taste of precum on his tongue, the pleasure 
from doing a good job and making Kiat feel good, rewarding him for the 
brilliant massage he had done and was still doing.

He finally opened his eyes accepting that this was pleasure. Inches away 
were too round balls jumping up and down, a smooth scrotum and then a 
slightly hairy dimple of an arse hole. All so symmetrical, all so beautiful.

The voice that had been so quiet of late woke up. He lifted Kiat by his hips 
and moved him slightly up his chest letting his cock slip from his mouth. He 
moved him back so that he could lick and suck his balls. Kiat pulled off and 
gasped loudly which pleased Simon. He liked to think he was being 
appreciated.

When he fancied a change he moved him forward again just a little, then 
raised his head and stabbed his hole with his tongue. Kiat gasped again and 
responded pushing back hard against his face. He worked at him, the tight 
hole was opening and closing as Kiat clenched his muscles for all they were 
worth.

He left sucking Simon and sat straight up, grinding his arse into Simon's 
face. Occasionally Simon had to lift him off so he could take a breath, then 
let him have his way and force his hole down hard.

Simon's jaw began to ache fighting the weight of Kiat so he lifted him up 
and lowered him down again letting his cock fill his mouth once more. Kiat 
bent forward and resumed his sucking of Simon.

He would have warned Kiat that he was cuming, except that he was grinding 
his pelvis into his face. Nothing would have dragged him off at that point. 
His orgasm began and he felt Kiat momentarily stiffen then with renewed 
energy suck him like crazy. Seconds later Simons mouth was filled with hot 
liquid, the bounty of all his sucking efforts.

They lay for several minutes, inert on each other and each with a soft cock 
in his mouth. Kiat moaned and rolled off to the bed, turning around as he 
did so.

He buried his head into Simon's side. "I like that very much. You like?"

"Mmmm," he murmured. "I like, I like a lot."

Kiat put his arm around him and hugged.

But something strange was happening to Simon. He had put up a fight against 
Kiat at least mentally for some time before falling to instincts. Now he was 
alive with urges and his balls continued to tingle. The picture played in 
his minds eye of the tight little hole that he tried to open with his 
tongue.

"Kiat, you ever been fucked?"

Roused, he lifted his head. "Once, but I not like. Hurt too much." Then 
wondering what Simon might be thinking, "Your cock too big for me!"

Simon had heard this before though, up on the mountain when he had the young 
man while Tu slept. He was about the same size as Kiat yet he had taken it. 
There were others too, now he thought about it.

"Kiat, I want to eat your arse" he said as he turned him on his stomach and 
got between his legs.

It caught Kiat by surprise and before he knew what had hit him Simons face 
was nibbling and licking his hole driving him crazy. He groaned into the 
pillow pushing his arse back to counter every lunge of Simons tongue.

"Come, up on your knees" said Simon hoarsely as he pulled him up.

Kiat complied, too far gone to care.

Simon licked and sucked again, now and then swiping his thumb down the 
crack, pushing it into the hole a little and getting him used to pressure. 
After the thumb had made a good indent, it was his finger tips, then more 
stabbing with his tongue, then half a finger, more licking and finally a 
whole finger. Throughout all Kiat moaned and pressed his arse back, grinding 
against Simon's face and whatever he did.

The process was almost complete. He pushed in one finger past the inner 
muscle, then added a second very slowly. Kiat didn't seem to know and never 
stopped his gyrations. Gradually he inserted them both fully and let them 
stay there while he licked all around his arse lips and scrotum.

He found time to spit in his other hand and spread it over his dick time and 
again so that it didn't dry easily. Slowly he pulled out his fingers and 
replaced them with his tongue for the last time. Kiat was frantic, his newly 
opened hole allowing Simons tongue to penetrate and also salve the delicate 
skin.

His hand ran up Kiat's back as he moved behind. Then with one hand his 
finger found the hole and his cock moved to the mark. A little more spit was 
applied and he lent forward and covered Kiat's back with his body. He pushed 
gently, Kiat all the time moaning with built up store of ecstasy.

There was not much work involved, Kiat did it all, pressing back into him 
and jerking forward if it got too much. Little by little Simon got his 
entire dick inside. He rested and drew out almost all the way. A final 
covering of spit and back again.

"You okay?" he asked.

All the response he got was a moan.

He began fucking slowly. If he had not liked it the first time then he 
really wanted him to enjoy this one. Kiat was slim and not too tall. The 
sight of his cock going in and out of his small bum made him feel a bit 
guilty as though he was going to break a prized piece of china. He tried to 
be gentle but there came a point where he had to fuck properly, let his 
inner needs get free rein. Kiat whimpered, panted and groaned, but never 
missed pressing back to counter his thrusts.

"Kiat, I'm going to cum. I'm going to fuck you hard now" he warned.

He pounded his small bottom. Kiat threw his head back and cried out. Then 
bang, he erupted inside him. He felt his cock throb heavily as each 
diminishing splurge of cum pumped out. It was heaven.

His weight fell onto Kiat who was unable to carry him so that they crumpled 
back on to the bed. Simon kept a tight hold and turned onto his side keeping 
Kiat spooned in front.

"You like second fuck?"

Kiat blew out his breath noisily. "Yes, I like very much. After first time I 
never try again but many people want me to. Now I wish I had, it has been a 
long time." He laughed.

"If we wait another ten minutes, you might get a third" he joked.

Kiat struggled free. "Not so quick after last one! Me now."

He knelt up and pushed Simon on his back and moved between his legs. 
Catching him under the knees he pushed them to his chest. Before Simon could 
protest or even think whether he wanted to or not, Kiat was pressing his 
dick home.

"I usually don't get fucked, you my number two, but I always the one doing 
the fucking" he grinned.

He might have been small but he certainly gave Simon "what for". Positive in 
knowing what he wanted, slightly aggressive in a nice kind of way, he gave 
Simon a good going over. For Simon it was not so much being fucked by Kiat 
that he liked, but the memories of all the good fucks he had been given on 
the island. He had pushed these to some far recess of his memory, but the 
rhythmic smacking of Kiat's groin against his bum jarred it out of him. He 
was slow to start but gradually he began working himself Kiat's thrusts, 
each one triggering some memory of Tu or Taem or even Ranik when he was 
being nice.

"You like?" grinned Kiat.

Simon was floating, his eyes going up into his head. "Fuck, yes I like. Fuck 
me harder" he pleaded, which was most out of character for him.

It was late afternoon when they finished. Kiat said he had to go and see 
someone and Simon was starving and needed to eat. As he locked the door and 
walked to the road with Kiat for a taxi, he realised his legs were wooden 
and his arse was quite sore. If his was, then for sure so was Kiat's.

"A good day" he mused, "So far".



Part 15 soon

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