Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2005 05:55:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chester the Molester: Canceled Vacation 03 by Justin Davis (M/t, mast, 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
resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events
that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
Additionally, the actions of the characters in this
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give sanction to, their actions, or encourage similar
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Chester the Molester: Canceled Vacation
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Three


Once he and Lon set foot upon the sand, Chester
immediately noticed how fine and powdery it was and
how the water seemed to be almost an azure color.

"Hold my hand, Chester Davidson," Lon said, holding
out his hand to Chester.

Tentatively, Chester took hold of Lon's hand.  It was
the first public display of affection with another
male he had ever made in his life.

"Ah, Lon can tell that you are nervous!  No one cares
if we hold hands.  This is not America.  We go this
way," Lon said, and began to lead Chester away from
the private hotel beach.

As they walked along hand in hand down the beach, Lon
began to explain about Chaweng Beach and how it was
one of the most beautiful and popular on the island.
Soon, Chester began to notice that the beach was
becoming more crowded and it became a mixture of gay
and lesbian couples, straight couples, singles,
vendors and the like.  Most of the tourists were lying
about or enjoying the water or just strolling along on
the beach.  With the exception that a majority of the
people were Thai, it might have been a typical public
beach in anywhere else in the world.

Chester noticed a Thai youth walking toward them clad
only in what, for all intents and purposes, was a well
packed G-string with a floral print similar to the one
he was wearing.  As they passed him, the youth and Lon
exchanged words in Thai and Chester couldn't help but
turn his head and look back at the youth's bare butt
as they passed him.  That, of course, prompted Lon to
laugh.

"You'll see a lot of that on this beach, Chester
Davidson.  This is hottest beach pickup spot on the
whole island," Lon said.

"Do you know him?" Chester asked.

"His name is Nan and he's a dancer at one of the
clubs.  By the way, he says you are cute and have big
cock and balls," Lon replied, and laughed, prompting
Chester to turn around and look at the youth again,
who was looking back at him as well.  The youth smiled
and Chester smiled back.

As he turned back around, it was then that Chester
noticed a male couple, one of them Thai, the other
Anglo, on a large beach mat that were very much into
passionate kissing and groping each other.  Again,
Chester felt very uncomfortable and averted his eyes
and Lon could sense his discomfort.

"Relax, Chester Davidson!  Remember, you're not in
America now," Lon said and squeezed Chester's hand a
little.

Jeffrey and Lon walked on for a few more minutes and
eventually came to a spot that Lon seemed to like.

"This is a good spot.  Let's spread out the towels
here," Lon said.

Lon spread out his beach towel and promptly plopped
himself down upon it sitting cross-legged as he did so
and Chester did the same.

"So, tell me, Chester Davidson, you take your boy back
home to the beach?" Lon asked.

"Well, I don't have a boy as such, Chester replied."

"Too bad!  I bet if you did he would like this beach,"
Lon replied.

"Yes, I suppose so," Chester said.

"Bet you never been to beach before and hold hands
with another guy," Lon said."

"Well, no!" Chester responded.

"See those two there," Lon said, motioning his head
toward two young Thai males, one much taller than the
other, dressed in thong bikinis and strolling along
holding hands.

"Yes."

"They been lovers since they were twelve.  Seven years
now."

"They don't look that old," Chester replied.

"Most Thai boys and girls don't look their age.  Many
boys in clubs that male tourists like may look like
little boys but really they are in their teens.  Me, I
got pubes and my dick grew early so couldn't be a boy
dancer," Lon replied.

"I went to one of those clubs in Bangkok.  It was very
interesting.  I understand most of the boys there are
also prostitutes," Chester said.

"Yes, many are.  Very sad, too.  Here, once a Thai boy
becomes a prostitute most get used up by the time they
are in their early twenties.  Then, no one want them
because they are either sick from drugs or from other
things," Lon replied.

"So, Lon, do you-----well do you-------"

"Do sex for money?  Lon replied, interrupting Chester.
 "Not really, I'm an escort and guide.  I have sex
with who I choose.  Only four men so far since I was
fourteen.  You may be fifth one.  We wait and see."

"I'm sorry, Lon.  I didn't mean to imply that I had
that idea."

"Hey, okay with me.  You good looking guy for older
man.  Many Thai boys throw legs back for you if they
see you dressed in that swimsuit.  Even my cousin Hoi
probably would want you to fuck him."

"Uh, how old is he?"

"Hoi, is twelve."

"Twelve!"  Chester exclaimed.

"Oh, don't be so shocked Chester Davidson!  Hoi was
ten when he first got fucked. Was very funny.  Man was
American like you.  Big dick!  Hoi's butt was sore for
one week," Lon replied, then laughed.

"Damn! Ten years old!" Chester exclaimed.

"Hey, Hoi sucking dick and getting sucked at nine.
Had to be somebody fuck him first time.  He just
picked wrong guy with big dick for first fuck.  Hell,
now he loves cock up his ass," Lon replied, and
chuckled.

"Just the same, that's awful young."

"You want, Lon can take you to mainland.  Show you
places where even younger boys have sex for money.  No
one really care cause they gay anyway."

"No thanks, Lon.  I think I'll pass on that."

"You see live sex show in Bangkok?"

"Yeah!"

"What did you think?"

"Well, I guess I was surprised by how much everyone
just took it all for granted.  Most of the customers
didn't really pay all that much attention.  I'd never
seen anything like it."

"What club you go to?"

"Uh, it was Palace something or other."

"We have clubs that have shows like that here.  Good
shows, but most very tame.  You should see Pony show!"

"Pony show?"

"Yes, very hush hush and in secret place.  Boy my age
and my size gets fucked by miniature pony."

"Damn!"

"Hey, he good at it!  Loves it. Shoots off all over
the place.  Makes big money.  Lots of tips! You wanna
see show?"

"Uh, no thanks, Lon.  I'm not really in to that kind
of thing."

"No problem!  By the way, you better let Lon put some
lotion on you.  You beginning to turn red where your
baggy suit covered you up.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Chester replied noticing
that his thighs were already beginning to get a tad
pink.

Chester stretched out on the towel while Lon applied
the suntan oil and he immediately popped a hard as Lon
worked the lotion in. Naturally, that prompted Lon to
laugh at him and remark again about how packed the
pouch of his swimsuit was, especially now that
Chester's cock was beginning to get hard.

Several hours later, Chester was naked and stretched
out upon the bed in his cottage where, at Lon's
insistence, Lon was giving him a massage.

"You pay plenty money for type of massage Lon giving
you, Chester Davidson.  I learn from older boy when I
was ten.  Me do many times for Yankee Men when they
come visit island," Lon said, as he worked the
aromatic oil into Chester's thighs.

"Oh my God!" Chester exclaimed, as Lon began to rub
the aromatic oil over his already hard penis and
balls.

"Lon love your cock, Chester Davidson.  It's very big.
Very nice," the youth said, as he worked the oil over
Chester's cock." You ever have massage like this one?"


"Well, not exactly. Mmmm!" Chester replied.

For another half hour, Lon applied the aromatic oil to
Chester's body, causing Chester to moan loudly as Lon
gently massaged his nipples then gasp as he
occasionally returned to his cock to give it
attention.  In fact, Chester's cock began to leak
pre-cum so profusely that his pubes at the base of his
penis were soaked.

"There, that should be fine. Lon think you plenty
ready now," the boy said, and quickly pulled down and
stepped out of his bikini.

For the first time, Chester got to see that indeed Lon
was very well equipped for a Thai male his age and
size and took note that the foreskin of Lon's penis
was already beginning to retract as his dick was
obviously beginning to harden.

Lon escalated himself back up onto the bed, then
quickly straddled Chester, took hold of Chester's hard
ten-inch cock and raised his butt up.

"Lon needs to get to know all of you, Chester
Davidson.  You be biggest dick Lon ever have," the boy
said, then smiled down at Chester and guided the huge
missile toward his brown pucker. "Oh! Mmmppff!" he
then exclaimed as the huge head of Chester's cock
popped into his butt.

Moaning loudly as the tight moistness enveloped his
cock, Chester grabbed hold of Lon's slender hips with
his hands as Lon bit his lower lip and closed his eyes
and began to rock his hips to slowly lower himself
onto Chester's hard shaft.  Needless to say, Chester
was in heaven as his cock was slowly enveloped inch by
inch by Lon's warm, moist, tightness until Lon's butt
rested on his pubes.

"Mmmmmmm! Oh, Yankee man so big!  Fill Lon up and
fuckie fuckie him!" Lon said, mockingly, and smiled
down at Chester.

If Lon weren't an experienced prostitute, then Chester
would have hated to run into one that was.  For almost
an hour, Lon rode his hard cock.  It seemed that the
Thai youth knew instinctively when to stop and again
lower his mouth toward Chester's were the two of them
would again probe each other's mouths with their
tongues.

In all his experiences with young males, Chester had
never run across anyone who could use their ass
muscles like Lon.  To Chester, it was as if the teen
didn't even need to ride his member, for it felt
almost the same when he just sat still impaled upon
his shaft.  Needless to say, each time Lon began to
ride his cock again and use his ass muscles at the
same time Chester went wild.

Three times, four times, five times Chester started to
cum, and as he had done the times before, Lon would
pause.  Finally, when Lon's six-inch dick was leaking
pre-cum so profusely that a puddle had formed on
Chester's stomach, Lon began to buck wildly and moan
loudly.

"Oh, Lon.  I'm gonna cum!" Chester exclaimed, his
voice quivering.

"Oh yes, me too! Fill me full, Chester Davidson, so
that as you flow into me I know you!" Lon cried out,
and reared back his head.

Immediately, and almost involuntarily, Chester began
to wildly thrust his hips upward and blew what felt
like the biggest load of his life deep into Lon's
insides. As he did so, Lon let out his own cry of
relief, allowing himself to have his anal orgasm and
shooting his hot teen load all over Chester's stomach
then collapsing exhausted onto Chester's chest.

Over the course of that week, Lon had introduced
Chester to the sights and attractions on and near the
island of Ko Samui.  They went to the Butterfly Park,
the Hin Lat Waterfalls, went shopping in Ko Fan, took
a boat tour out to the Mo Ko Ang Thong National Park,
and in general did those things that most tourists
would do while visiting Koh Samui. When they weren't
doing those things the two were either at the beach or
fucking again at the cottage.

Chester had never felt so free and uninhibited about
his homosexuality in his life.  It was as if he were
free to be himself for the first time and he vowed,
from then on, that once a year he would come to
Thailand and let himself go, for during that week with
Lon, Lon had given him a whole new experience.  As he
departed, Chester had given Lon five thousand dollars
in American currency and Anurak one thousand.  To
Chester, it had been worth every penny.

Chester sighed heavily, as he came back to reality,
and wondered if Lon, who was now a senior medical
student in Bangkok, was one of those feverishly
working to save as many Tsunami victims as they could.
 It was then that the front doorbell rang, and Chester
grumbled as he got up from his chair.

"Yes?" Chester said loudly, as he opened the door,
causing the oriental boy on the porch, dressed in his
Boy Scout uniform, to jump.

"Uh, I'm collecting for the tidal wave victims in
Asia.  Would yah like to contribute something? The boy
asked.

"Well, Uh, as a matter of fact I would," Chester said.
 "Come on in and I'll get my checkbook."

Chester stood aside and let the boy enter.  Then
closed the door and headed for the kitchen counter
where he kept his checkbook.

"You got a nice place here, mister!" the kid said as
he looked around.

"Thanks! Chester replied, as he picked his checkbook
up off of the kitchen counter.

"It's kinda like Billy said it looked like," the kid
commented.

"Billy!  Billy Smith?"

"Uh, yeah!  He and I are in the same grade," the kid
replied.

Chester looked at the kid and wondered.

"Uh, Ronnie Thompson.  You know him, too?" Chester
asked.

"Uh, yeah!  He told me the same thing about your
place," the kid replied.

"Well, and what is your name, kid?" Chester asked.

"Lon," the kid replied.

"Oh shit!" Chester exclaimed, having another
flashback.

"Uh, is something wrong, mister?"

"No, just thinking back, that's all," Chester replied.
 "Now, let me write you that check."

"Uh, could yah kinda wait on that a bit?"

"Why?"

"Well, I kinda am supposed to collect money and all.
But, Billy and Ronnie, well, they told me that, uh,
well------"

"That you could get your peter sucked and hole eaten
for thirty dollars!" Chester replied, finishing the
kid's sentence.

"Uh, yeah!" the boy replied, and smiled.

"Okay Boy Scout, get naked!" Chester responded, and
chuckled as the kid ran to the living room and started
to strip in front of the couch.

Obviously, even the location for the deed was being
passed along among the boys in the neighborhood.

Needless to say, Lon howled at the ceiling as his hole
got eaten probably better than any kid ever had
before; there were just too many memories of the other
Lon in Chester's mind.  And, the boy squealed like a
little schoolgirl as Chester siphoned his hard,
four-inch, Asian American, peter to the best orgasm
the kid had ever had in his young life.

"Here you go kid!  Thirty bucks cash and a check for
the Tsunami victims," Chester said, as he handed the
kid the check and cash afterward.

"Uh, is it okay with you if I just put the thirty
dollars with the money I collected?" Lon asked,
prompting Chester to smile.

"You betcha kid!" Chester said, and patted him on his
head.

As Lon went on his way, his hole thoroughly eaten and
his peter sucked until his balls were dry of sperm,
Chester couldn't help but laugh as the kid looked at
the check as he headed down the sidewalk.

"Oh my God!  Oh my God! the kid hollered, waving the
check in the air and running down the sidewalk like he
was being chased by dragons.

Then, Chester chuckled as he closed the front door.
Yes, everyone would be pleased when Lon gave them the
cash he had collected.  However, the five thousand
dollar check from Mr. Davidson, or "Chester the
Molester," as most of the kids knew him in the
neighborhood, would certainly make an impression and
provide much needed help.

The End