Date: Sat, 19 Feb 2005 04:23:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chester the Molester: Canceled Vacation 02 by Justin Davis (M/t, oral, anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes
between young males and an older male. If material of
this nature offends you then you should not read this
story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age
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This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any
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Chester the Molester: Canceled Vacation
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Two


In spite of the depressing scenes he had just seen on
television, Chester couldn't help but smile, as he
leaned back in his lounge chair and thought about that
night in Bangkok when he had gotten back to the hotel
from " The Palace of Infinite Delights" ten years ago.

Immediately upon arriving at his room, Chester had
picked up the telephone handset and called the front
desk to see if Chi the Bell Captain was available, for
the performances he had witnessed at the club had made
him extremely horny.  The desk clerk had informed
Chester that Chi was not working at the moment but
lived only a short distance from the hotel and he
would have him contact Chester immediately.

It was about thirty minutes later, when Chester had
changed out of his clothes and into his bathrobe and
slippers, that there was a knock at the door of his
hotel suite.  Wondering who it could be, Chester went
to the door and opened it and was greeted with the
sight of a Thai man, Chester guessed that was in his
late twenties, dressed in khaki shorts, a floral print
shirt, and sandals.

"Mr. Davidson?  I am Chi!" the young man had said, and
made a polite bow.

"Oh, Chi!  Come in! Come in! Mr. Bradley said you are
the one I should contact for any kind of entertainment
here at the hotel," Chester said, and stood aside to
allow the young man to enter.

"Ah yes! Chi know many things!  Find many pleasures
for you in Bangkok!" he said as he entered.  "What Mr.
Davidson like?" he asked.

"Well, uh, I was thinking about someone to spend the
evening, maybe tomorrow morning, too." Chester
replied.

"Ah! Have many available.  You want young?  Older? I
get you what you want," Chi replied, and smiled.

"Well, I prefer younger males if possible," Chester
had replied.

"Ah, I see!  Have nice boy of ten available.  Really
cute!" Chi replied, and smiled.

"Oh heavens no!  That's too young!  I like them at
least old enough to---well---to be able to reproduce
but not very experienced," Chester replied.

"Ah!  I see!  Me understand!  You want them to be able
to give life.  Shoot stuff very far! Be tight!" Chi
replied, and chuckled.

"Well, yeah, that's about right, I guess."

"Have perfect boy for you!  His name Sum.  He almost
fourteen.  Look twelve.  Small boy!  Smart though!
Green eyes, for Thai very rare!  Grandfather probably
soldier from your country years ago.  He been some
times with guests, all were men from Asia who stay
here.  Never have sex with Yankee man!" Chi replied,
and grinned.

"Mmmmm?  Sounds like my kind of kid, Chi.  How do you
think he will react to this?" Chester asked, and undid
the sash of his bathrobe and opened it, exposing his
genitalia.

"Oh my!  Chi responded, placing his hands on his
cheeks at the sight.  Sum go crazy he see you!  He no
have nothing that big ever!"

"Fine!  He sounds perfect!" Chester replied closing up
his bathrobe.

"Oh, maybe you want older boy more experienced.  Sum
be scared and run away see that thing!" Chi said.

"No!  Sum sounds fine.  There'll be a big tip in it
for you, Chi, if he works out.  Don't tell him a thing
about my---uh---thing," Chester said.

"Oh no!  Me no tell!  If I do Sum not come.  He been
fuckie fuckie but not by thing like yours!" Chi
replied.

"Great!  I see a big tip coming for you, Chi!" Chester
said, and smiled.

Chester couldn't help but chuckle again as he
remembered the events of that night.  It wasn't an
hour before the diminutive little Sum showed up.  Five
feet two inches tall at the most, he was a beautiful
kid, with the slightly feminine qualities in a young
boy that Chester loved.  Sum's soprano voice echoed
off the walls of the hotel room as Chester ate his
hole.  Then, Sum had squealed and blown his sweet cum
pellets into Chester's mouth as Chester had sucked his
lovely four-inch peter.  However, it was when the time
came for the real show, and Chester opened his
bathrobe, that the kid had gone bananas!

"Oh no!  Sum no do that thing!  No fuckie fuckie!
Yankee Man too big!  No fuckie! Thing that big kill
Sum!  No way!" the boy had exclaimed, shaking his head
from side to side.

Naturally, that had been what Chester had been waiting
for and he pulled the cash he had stashed in the
pocket of his bathrobe out and fanned it out.

Two thousand dollars, in American one hundred-dollar
bills, was what the kid was looking at, and at first
he had groaned.  Then, he had started whimpering.  He
had been selling his butt since he was ten and it was
more money than he had ever seen at one time in his
entire life.

"It's yours kid.  All yours!  I fuckie your butt and
you get it all," Chester had said, and smiled.

"Ohhhhhhh, Yankee Man!  You just too big!  You hurt
Sum like man one time long ago when I eleven.  He
laugh all time he put thing in my bottom!  Sum sore
for three days."

"Sum, I won't laugh.  I promise.  I will fuckie fuckie
you, yes.  But, I won't laugh.  You have a cute butt!
I want to fuckie you!" Chester replied.

Sum stared at the money for a few more seconds, then
emitted a sound that was almost a cross between a moan
and a whimper and nodded his head yes, and true to his
word Chester didn't laugh.

Oh, Sum had howled and grabbed the sheets so hard he
had pulled them out from under the mattress.  He had
wailed at the ceiling as Chester's huge cock slid in
and out of his behind.  But, it wasn't a hateful or
mean fuck at all. It was one that had had Sum
straddling Chester's thighs for more the next morning,
as he had guided the huge tool into his own behind on
his own volition.  Seemingly, there was one "Yankee
Man" who had a big cock but was kind deep inside, and
Sum went away with more money than he had had at one
time in his life, albeit with a very open hole.

Chester sighed again as the leaned back in his lounge
chair and thought about that first year he had gone to
Thailand.  It was David Bradley who had impressed upon
him that he absolutely must go to Ko Samui, and on the
fourth day of his stay in Bangkok, with David Bradley
helping him with the arrangements, Chester had made
plans to go. It was a beautiful tropical island,
located off of the coast in southern Thailand.
Hotels, spas, all abounded.  It sounded perfect, and
Chester had abandoned Bangkok and gone.  For Chester,
it was one of his fondest memories of all his trips to
Thailand.

Chester noted, on the flight from Bangkok to Ranong,
that the plane was loaded with a mix of nationalities
though the majority of the passengers seemed to be
Thai, as was the case on the ferry ride from Ranong to
the island of Ko Samui.

The cab ride from the ferry landing to the hotel in Ko
Samui was a harrowing twenty minute affair with the
driver weaving in and out of the slower bicycles,
motor scooters, and the occasional cow that lined the
roadway.  Yet, it gave Chester a chance to look at the
scenery, and indeed, Ko Samui seemed to be every bit
the tropical paradise David Bradley had said it was.

"Ah, Mr. Davidson!  We've been expecting you," the
Thai clerk behind the check-in counter at Chin's
Resort, who was dressed in a vivid floral print shirt
and white slacks said, in almost perfect English,
after Chester had introduced himself at the check-in
counter.  "I've taken the liberty of providing you
with one of our finest cottages near the pool, if that
is acceptable to you."

"Yes, that'll be fine.  I could use a good swim and a
little relaxation.  It's been a long trip, "Chester
had replied as he signed the guest book.

"Yes, Mr. Davidson.   It's some hours from Bangkok to
our little tropical paradise.  Will you be staying
with us long?"

"I really have no idea.  I'm here just to vacation and
relax," Chester replied as he lay the pen back down
upon the counter.

"Well, Mr. Davidson, you will find our island paradise
very relaxing and very accommodating," the desk clerk
said.  "Anurak, take Mr. Davidson's bags to cottage
number twelve," he added, handing the key to the lanky
Thai Bell Captain who was dressed in a similar
flowered shirt and white slacks.

"This way pweez sir," the Bell Captain said in a thick
accent.

Chester followed the young man and the bag cart
through the hotel lobby and out toward the back then
down a concrete path past the swimming pool decorated
in a tropical motif.  As he glanced about, Chester
noticed an assortment of guests, all male, either
sunning themselves or in the pool.  He made note that
most were at least his age or older and either
Oriental or Caucasian.

"Here we are, Mr. Davidson," the Bell Captain said,
after he led Chester up a brick walk lined with
tropical plants and flowers to the cottage then
unlocked the door for him and stepped aside so he
could enter.  "If you need anything just ask for me,
Anurak.  Anurak know all fine places, can get you
anything make you happy," he said, handing Chester the
key.

"Thanks, Anurak.  I'll keep that in mind," Chester
said, as he handed him 500 Baht for his tip.

"Thank you, sir!  Remember, Anurak take care of you
very fine," the lanky Thai said, then bowed and headed
out through the doorway closing the door behind him.

Chester took awhile to look about the cottage and was
pleased that the resort, located on Chaweng Beach, was
indeed the five star facility that David Bradley said
it was.  From one set of windows Chester had an
unobstructed view of the beach and the emerald water,
while from the others, he could clearly see the pool
area.  As for the furnishings, though decidedly Asian
in style, all were elegant from the bed to the
paintings that adorned the walls in various places
throughout the cottage.

It took Chester about and hour to unpack and put his
things away.  Then, he changed into his swimming
trunks, grabbed his Gay Guidebook to Thailand and a
towel, slipped into his rubber slides, and headed for
the pool.

Once there, Chester looked around for an empty lounge
chair and found several over by the far edge of the
pool where he promptly stretched out on one of the
vacant chairs and began to read about Ko Samui.

Ko Samui, it seemed, was one of the most popular
tourist attractions in Thailand. Located just off of
the southern coast, the 247 square-kilometer island
had begun to be developed some time ago as a tourist
attraction because of its beautiful beaches, clear
ocean waters, excellent weather, and its accessibility
to other parts of Thailand.  As Jeffrey read on, he
discovered that Na Thon seemed to be the major
population center on the island with most of the good
restaurants and shops located there, with the
exception of the one located where he was now staying.
 It seemed that not only were his accommodations of
excellent quality but the hotel restaurant was as
well.

"I see you're reading "the" Guidebook, " a voice said,
causing Chester to glance up from his reading.

Chester suspected the slightly balding slightly portly
gentleman to be in his early to mid fifties.

"Uh, yes!  Trying to find out a little bit about this
place," Chester replied.

"Yes, it is a lovely island I can assure you.  This is
my third trip here.  I'm sorry, allow me to introduce
myself.  I'm Richard Norris," the man said extending
his hand.

"I'm Chester Davidson, I'm pleased to meet you Mr.
Norris," Chester said as he shook the man's extended
hand.

"Please, call me Richard," the man replied, and then
seated himself in the empty lounge chair next to
Chester.

"So, Richard, you been here before?"

"Yes, two other times.  It's a lovely place, way
different than Chicago for sure."

"Oh, you're from Chicago?"

"Yes, I'm a senior partner in a law firm there.
Semi-retired mostly."

"Well, I'm from San Diego myself.  I'm also retired, "
Jeffrey replied.

"I suppose you've met Anurak, the Bell Captain?" the
man asked, then chuckled.

"Yes, he seems pretty much of a character," Chester
replied.

"Yes, but he's everything he claims to be.  He can
literally get you anything you want and take care of
whatever needs you might have, no matter how odd they
may be," the man said, and then smiled.

"I see.  Well, I understand that there are several
areas here on the island where one can find all kinds
of entertainment," Chester said, holding up the
guidebook.

"Oh my heavens yes!  Some very strange entertainment
for sure!  Might I suggest something to you?

"Certainly!" Chester replied.

"Since this is your first visit to the island, I would
suggest you get in touch with Anurak and get yourself
a guide while you're here.  He can provide you with a
good escort that can take care of all your needs,"
Richard Norris said.

"Well, I hadn't thought of that but maybe you're
right," Chester replied.

"I think you will be pleased.  Well, it's been nice to
meet you, Chester.  I'm afraid I must be going.  Maybe
we can share lunch or dinner sometime while you're
here," the man said, rising from the lounge chair.

"Pleased to meet you also," Chester replied, shaking
the man's hand.

Chester watched the man walk away from the pool and
disappear down one of the paths toward what he assumed
was his cottage.  Then, he turned his attention back
to his guidebook.

Chester lounged by the pool for another hour and then
headed back to his cottage.  Evidently, there were
many things to see on the island and he had decided to
take Richard Norris' advice and get a guide as soon as
he got back to his cottage.

"Front Desk!" The voice on the other end of the line
had said.

"Uh, this is Mr. Davidson in Cottage 12.  Is Anurak
around? Chester had asked.

"Uh, no Mister Davidson.  He left for the day.  He
lives nearby though.  I'll tell him you want to see
him," the desk clerk replied.

"That will be fine. Thank you!" Chester said.

Chester hung up the phone, went to the portable bar
that he always carried with him on trips, poured
himself two fingers of Scotch into one of the glasses,
filled the rest of the glass with bottled water, took
a sip, then sat down in the Rattan chair nearby.

As he did so, he lamented how far away he was from
home but what a wonderful place Thailand seemed to be.
He hadn't finished a third of his drink when there had
been a knock at the door of the cottage and he had sat
his drink down on the end table, got up, and walked
over to the door and opened it.

"You want see me Misser Davidson? Anurak asked, bowing
slightly as he always did.

Jeffrey noticed that he was dressed in a tee shirt,
brown shorts, and sandals, not the hotel attire he had
worn earlier.

"Yes, Anurak.  Please come in," Chester said, stepping
aside and motioning the Thai man to enter.

"Would you like a drink?" Chester asked.

"Ah, most kind, but no.  You need Anurak?"

"Well, I don't know how to really say what I need,
Anurak," Chester began.  "I may be here for a short
time, maybe a long time.  Well, what I need is.
Well----

"Ah, Anurak understand.  What Misser Davidson need is
someone make him forget about long way from home and
have good time," the Thai said and smiled.

"Well, yes, somewhat."

"Tell me, Misser Davidson, you have boy at home that
your lover?"

"Well, no single one," Chester replied.

"What age you like?"  Anurak asked.

"Well, at least twelve, no older than sixteen.  I like
them young," Chester said and chuckled.

"Well, hard to find very young boy experienced in
whole island and secret places.  You want such
person?" Anurak asked.

"Yes, that would be fine," Chester replied.

"Ah, very good! Anurak know just such person. Perfect
for you.  Stay with you whole time you here.  You no
find better anywhere!"

"Sounds good to me," Chester said.

"Lon is the one for you.  He be so happy.  Long time,
maybe year, since someone like you come along."

"Well, Anurak, I wasn't really looking for a
prostitute."

"Prostitute!" Anurak exclaimed, with great
indignation.  "Lon one of finest young escorts on
whole island.  He beautiful, smart, know everything,
speak English perfect, love Yankee men, his grand dad
probably American."

"Oh?"

"Yes, Misser Davidson, many soldier come Thailand
relax during Vietnam War.  Many Thai girls get
pregnant and have baby.  Lon smart and beautiful!  You
like!  Trust Anurak!"

"Very well, Anurak, how much?"

"Ah, when you leave, Anurak let you decide what pay
him.  Lon same thing," the Thai man said, then smiled.

"That's fair enough, Anurak.  When do I meet him?"

" Lon be here in little while.  Don't be alarmed by
what he look like.  He look much younger but is
sixteen."

"Thank you, Anurak."

"Me thank you, Misser Davidson. Lon lovely person.  He
need money for college.  Want to be doctor.  Anurak
make sure only fine person see him.  You such fine
person, Misser Davidson.  Anurak can tell."

" Does he? Well does---"

"Lon goes where his heart moves him," the Thai man
replied, and then gave Chester a knowing smile.

"Thank you again, Anurak.  I couldn't ask for anything
more than that."

"Lon come in little while, Mr. Davidson," the Thai
said, then bowed slightly and showed himself out the
door.

After Annurak had gone, Chester fixed himself another
Scotch and eventually felt relaxed enough to go to
take a nap.  So he propped his feet up and leaned back
in the Rattan chair.  It was several hours later when
someone knocking at the door to the cottage awaked
Chester and he got up got up from his chair and headed
toward the door.

"Yes?" Chester said as he opened the door.

"Hi, I'm Lon," the Thai youth said, then smiled.

Immediately, Jeffrey could tell why Anurak said not to
be alarmed.  The young Thai standing couldn't have
been five feet in height and looked no more than
twelve or thirteen at the most.  The baggy tee shirt
and baggy cargo shorts he wore made it look as though
his clothes were swallowing up his lanky frame, not to
mention the baseball cap he wore that was set low on
his forehead.

Although defiantly Thai in appearance, the youth's
facial features and hazel eyes hinted at the blend of
Thai and Anglo that Annurak had mentioned, the gold
earring in the youth's right ear only adding to the
beauty of his face.

"Uh, Lon.  I'm Chester, won't you come in?" Chester
said, and stood aside so the boy could enter.

It was as Lon entered that Jeffrey noticed for the
first time that he had on a backpack.

"I wasn't expecting you so soon," Chester said as he
closed the door to the cottage.

"Yeah, I came early.  This looks very nice," the boy
said, as he took off his backpack and set in down on
the floor against the far living area wall and glanced
around.

As Anurak had said, the lad had almost no accent at
all.

"Yes, it's a very nice cottage.  I must say, Lon, you
look a little younger than I thought you would,"
Chester said as he followed Lon into the living area.

"Yes, you look younger than I thought you would, too,"
he replied, and smiled, then continued to glance
around at the furnishings.

"Please have a seat," Chester said, motioning toward
the couch.

Still glancing around the room, Lon walked over and
plopped himself down upon the couch, pulling his cap
off as he did so. It was only then that Jeffrey could
clearly see that Lon's hair had a distinctively
reddish tinge to it, again hinting at his mixed genes.

"So, I guess Anurak told you about me?" Chester asked.

"Yes, he said you wanted someone to share your time
here," Lon replied, and gazed toward the windows that
provided a few of the beach.  "You been to the beach
yet, Chester Davidson?" he then asked.

"Well, uh, no.  Not yet, I haven't been here that
long."

"Good.  I can show you the best spots.  Samui is a
beautiful place and I will show you all of it," Lon
replied.

"That would be fine, Lon.  I would appreciate that,"
Chester said.

"Okay, we go beach now.  I will change and we go," Lon
said with the first trace of an accent in his voice.

"Uh, the bathroom is that way," Chester said, pointing
toward the back of the cottage.

Lon grabbed his backpack and headed toward the back of
the cottage and Chester untied his bathrobe, walked
over toward the chest of drawers, and pulled out a
fresh pair of swim trunks and put them on.

"You going to wear those, Chester Davidson?" Lon
asked, causing Chester to turn and look toward his
voice.

Lon, who was dressed only in a red thong bikini, stood
with his hands on his slender waist looking at
Chester.  For the first time, Chester saw the gold
chain that hung around the boy's neck that had some
sort of medallion hanging from it and also noticed
that the pouch of Lon's bikini appeared to be
abundantly full for his small size.  Lon's
almond-colored skin was accented wonderfully by the
red bikini. The boy was a sight to behold.  It was
almost breathtaking.

"Uh, yeah.  Why not?" Chester replied.

"I'm not going to the beach with you like that."

"Why?"

"Ruin my reputation.  I have good reputation of only
the best.  Just a minute, I get something for you,"
Lon said, and disappeared back toward the bathroom.

Chester wondered what the Thai teen had in mind but
soon Lon was back.

"Here!" Lon said, and tossed Jeffrey something through
the air.

Chester caught the floral print thong bikini, held it
in his hand, looked at it, and then looked up at Lon.

"Lon, I can't wear this," Chester said.

"Why not?"

"It's, it's so small.  I mean----"

Lon giggled in response then spoke.

"Ah, Yankee man too big!  Feel everything out for show
saying look at big dick fuckie fuckie!"  Lon said, in
an obviously mocking manner of Thai mixed with
English, then giggled again.

"You really want me to wear this thing?"  Chester
asked.

"Yes, Chester Davidson," Lon replied.

"Okay," Chester replied, shaking his head and started
toward the bathroom.

"No.  Put on here.  I want to watch you, Chester
Davidson.  I want to watch you begin the surrender to
all you will find here," Lon said.

Under Lon's watchful gaze, Chester shucked off his
swim trunks, and Lon smiled when he saw Chester's cock
and balls.  Then, he giggled again as Chester stepped
into the thong bikini, pulled it up, and stuffed his
cock and balls into the pouch.  It was an obscenely
tight fit!

"Well?"  Chester asked, holding out his arms.

"Stand sideways and let me see," Lon replied.

Chester turned sideways as asked.

"Ah, very nice!  Huge bulge! Now, let me see your
butt," Lon said.

Chester turned his back to Lon.

"Ah, also nice!  All now stare at you and me," Lon
said.

"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of," Chester remarked as
he turned back around to face Lon.

"No need to worry, Chester Davidson!   No one will
care on beach that we together, but all who see will
envy me and envy you.  Now, get some towels and let's
go," Lon said.


To be continued.