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Simon
by John - bokjay123@hotmail.com


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 six thirty this morning!"

"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 England, this 
place too small for you!"

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 midnight. Not too drunk but very happy. After 
taking a shower, they lay on the bed watching a video.

"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 England?"

"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 U.S. and he was from a very well-to-do Thai family.

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 Thailand's prominent business oligarchies and Narin wanted for 
nothing. Coming to this bar was surely a form of slumming for him.

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 Thai."

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 Thailand, you could stay in 
Bangkok. I would give you one of our apartments, a nice place in a new high 
rise. I have many friends who would love to meet you. There are not many 
good looking westerners like you around, if you know what I mean. If you 
wanted, you could become very rich and not just in baht, in your money too. 
My friends are all very wealthy and very discreet, many of them married as 
it happens. All you would have to do is entertain one for a night. None of 
that queuing up thing, just dinner out, or in maybe. Perhaps a day at the 
Royal Sporting Club or a weekend in a health spa like the one they have 
here. Very luxurious.

"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 England, I will 
consider your offer very carefully."

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

Hope you enjoyed this story! It took around 14 months to get down, so there 
is a lot of work in there, somewhere!  If you would like to view photographs 
that are part of the complete story, you can go to 
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It would be nice to hear from you with your comments.

Cheers

John - bokjay123@hotmail.com

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