Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2006 22:17:14 +0100
From: Peter745 <peter745@btinternet.com>
Subject: Thai breakfast - 3

A couple of days later,  I had booked a tour around the
islands off Phuket.  After setting off at the crack of
dawn to pick up another twenty or so folk, we arrived at
a quaint old boat to a cheery greeting from a dozen or
more crew.  We were to spend the whole day on the boat,
cruising round the islands, having a buffet lunch, being
paddled in canoes around caves, and ending with a stop at
a beach.

The atmosphere was terrific. The crew were all charming
and attentive and plied us with fruit and water and tea
and coffee.  The buffet was fantastic, as I'd come to
expect from Thai food.  On the first canoe trip, my
paddleman had been friendly and chatty, speaking really
good English.  He joked that we might see a mermaid, but
I said I was hoping to see a merman.  When he said I was
one the nicest passengers he had ever met, I replied that
no doubt he said that to all his passengers, especially
if it looked like they might give him a good tip.

He didn't say anything, but he smacked the water with his
paddle and drenched me.

"That's not a very nice thing to do," I protested.

"That not nice thing to say," he replied, looking very
hurt.

I reached back and stroked his leg.

"I'm sorry, " I replied "I didn't mean to offend you."

He still looked sulky, so I put my hand in the water and
splashed him.  That perked him up.  He hit the water
again with the paddle and soaked me again, so I started
to splash more and more water on him, while he splashed
back.  Within minutes we were both drenched and laughing,
and we'd made up, I guess.

Back at the boat, we both went downstairs to dry off and
change.  In the small space, it was impossible not to
notice each other, and we both took a long look at our
bodies.  He seemed fascinated by my hairy chest, and I
just had to admire his silky smooth, almost hairless
body.  Just them the boat lurched and we were flung
together, grabbing each other to stop us falling. He took
the opportunity to run his hand over my chest, and I ran
mine up his thigh and round his smooth bum.

For the next couple of hours he was kindness itself,
bringing me things every few minutes and stopping to
chat.  But the boat was crowded and there was no way we
were going to be able to get together.

On the last part, the boat anchored for a beach visit and
swim.  My paddleman took the opportunity to swim off the
side of the boat, and so did I. Although the water was
warm, it was very cloudy so I put on my goggles.  I saw
the paddleman climb out of the water and dive off the
side of the boat. As he hit the water, the impact lifted
his swim trunks straight off him, so he was naked in the
water.  The trunks began to float off, but I swam after
them and managed to grab them.  When I got to him, after
admiring his body yet again through the goggles, I passed
him his trunks and held him while he put them on in the
water.

Although there were lots of other boats around, no one
could see us in the murky water so he began to rub his
hand over my body, and I did the same to him.  I held him
from behind and ran my hand over the front of his trunks;
he was now rock hard. I pushed down his trunks to
liberate his cock and started slowly wanking him. My cock
that was now as rigid as his. I felt his cock slip and
slide in my hand.  I kissed his neck and ears and ran my
nose through his dark wet hair.  He had pushed my trunks
down and my cock was firmly nestled in his crack. He
squeezed hard on it with his arse cheeks as I rubbed up
and down his throbbing dick.  As he neared orgasm, he
pushed harder and harder back against me, and I felt the
tip of my cock enter his arse. Suddenly I could feel him
erupt in the water. As he gasped, I thrust forward right
into him, while I milked him for all he had.

Once he was spent, I reluctantly pulled out of him.  Just
then some of his colleagues began to swim our way, so we
pulled up our trunks and began to horseplay in the water.
We lazily made our way back to the boat and I managed to
climb on board without revealing too much of my still
throbbing cock.

The return leg passed in a lazy, relaxed haze.  When we
got to the pier, we said goodbye to the crew.  My
paddleman pulled me to him and said

"You totally nicest passenger I meet."

I kissed him on the cheek in reply and gave him the
goggles as a souvenir.

"You're the nicest merman I'll ever meet!".

He gave me one of those fabulous Thai smiles, and yet
another great holiday souvenir.

When I got back to the hotel that evening, Nok the cute
receptionist was on duty.  It was one of those balmy
nights and I felt relaxed and at ease, but still horny as
the paddleman had teased me all day.  I sat down opposite
Nok at the open air reception and offered him a drink.
He ordered us a couple of cocktails from the bar and I
told him about my day, leaving out none of the details.

"He lucky man", he said.

"You mean I was a lucky man, Nok. He was sooo cute, just
like you."

Noke blushed a little and smiled at me.  Could I take
this further?  Maybe another cocktail would help. I
ordered a couple more, and now Nok began to open up.  As
I thought, he was gay, the only one on the staff.  His
boyfriend had left him a month ago and he was feeling
down.

"But Nok" I said, "you're so cute you must get dozens of
offers from the guys who stay here."

"Not so many, Joe. All want go go boys, but I want to
like man."

By now he was just a little tipsy, so I decided to try to
break down his defences.

"I like you very much Nok.  Why not come to my room if
you want a little company when you finish tonight?"

He didn't reply, but just smiled at me.  Oh well, I'd
tried and if you don't ask.

We finished our drinks and I went off to my room to take
a shower.  I lay naked on the bed after, watching TV but
thinking of the paddleman and Nok and stroking myself to
a nice, firm erection.  I was just getting ready for a
long, slow, sensuous wank when there was a quiet knock on
the door.  I wrapped a towel round myself and opened the
door: there was Nok, with a couple more cocktails.

I showed him in and he asked if he could have a shower,
and I said of course.  After 10 minutes or so, he emerged
from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, whose whiteness
contrasted nicely with his thin brown body.

We sat side by side on the bed sipping the cocktails,
watching the TV.  When we'd finished, Nok looked at me
invitingly (or so I thought) and so I pulled him over
towards me, falling back on the bed with him on top. I
kissed him full on the lips.  I probed his mouth with my
tongue and explore his inside, sucked hard on his tongue,
running my hands down his back and tugging at his towel,
which soon fell away. He pulled at mine and now we were
both naked.  I could feel his smooth Thai cock getting
harder and harder.  I ran my hands up and down his back,
pulling his cheeks apart and running my finger lightly
over his crack.

He seemed to like this, as he opened up further and began
to push back on my finger each time it grazed his hole.
I sucked on my finger for some lubrication and pushed
slowly into his hole.  He gasped with pleasure.  I slid
down the bed under him until I could get his cock into my
mouth, all the time probing his arse with my finger.  He
pulled himself up so he could fuck my face while riding
my finger.

I pulled out of him and swung myself out from under him,
working my way round behind him.  He leaned forward,
leaving his arse in the air, and I began to explore it
with my tongue.  This seemed to drive him wild.

"Ah, Joe, ah, ah, ah.  You fuck me now?"

I wasn't ready yet to stop slurping at this Thai meal -
his hole was sweet and moist and tasted of soy sauce and
honey. He pushed back onto my tongue while I put my hand
round his chest and found his hard nipples.  As I tweaked
and squeezed them, I jabbed at his arse and he opened up
even more. Soon I had the whole of my tongue up him, and
would have gone further if only I could.

But now he needed something more, so I grabbed some lube
from the bedside and mixed it with my spit in his moist,
warm arse. I put some on my aching cock and leaned
forward into him.  He was so open that I slid all the way
in at one go.  Nok just moaned with pleasure.  As I
ploughed in and out of him, I could feel gobs of cum
being forced out of his cock by each thrust.

He began to thrust back and soon we were working in
rhythm.  He smelt fantastic - soap, sweat, musk, lube.
Just the thought of him brings back that heady mix.  I
couldn't hold back much longer, so began to power fuck
him as he grunted, and I felt my hot cum racing through
my balls and up my cock, discharging into him like a
cannon.

He collapsed onto the bed, with me on top and still
inside him, until I began to shrivel up and slipped out
of him.  I lay on my back and he on his side.  He stroked
my hairy chest, now slicked with sweat.

"Hm, Joe, you real good fucker"

"Thanks, Nok. You've got a great arse - you really know
how to use it" I laughed.

His cock was still swollen - thick with a deep purple
head, covered with pre-cum, and ready for action.

Nok's hand began to slide down my side and inner thigh
and came up each time near my arse. I opened my legs to
give him greater access. Next upstroke he found his
target and smiled at me as he probed my hole.  I squeezed
my cheeks to keep his finger inside.  He reached over for
the lube and gently greased me up.  I stayed on my back
while he moved down the bed, between my legs.  He lifted
my legs, grabbed a pillow and put it under my bum.  Now I
was fully exposed to him, and ripe for fucking.

I stroked his arm and wrapped my legs around his silky
arse, while he moved forward to enter me.  It was a
couple of days since I'd last been fucked, but I was so
relaxed after fucking Nok that I didn't feel any pain as
he sunk into me.

Nok was quite tall and thin for a Thai, so we could
easily kiss once he'd hit base.  I pulled him down and
sank my tongue into his mouth as he began to plough my
hole.  I gripped tight on his cock with each up stroke
and let him loose on the down.  I could feel every vein
in his swollen cock, and especially liked it when his
dickhead brushed passed my arse lips.  Every nerve end
tingled.

He pulled himself into a sitting position and began to
piston fuck me.  By now my cock was half-hard again, so
he squeezed some more lube out and rubbed it over my
sensitive cockhead.  He began to wank me in time to his
thrusts, squeezing tighter with each thrust, and stroking
down each time he pulled out. My balls were pulled up so
tight with the sensation that they slipped up into my
body.  Nok began to stroke me harder and faster, picking
up the pace with his fucking.  I could feel my cum
starting its journey again, only this time from inside my
body.  Meanwhile, Nok was jabbing at my prostate and for
the first time I experienced an anal orgasm.  Wave after
wave of hot sensation passed through me.

Nok was smiling broadly and I could feel his balls
banging against my arse.  A couple more grunts from him,
and I could feel his hot cum coating the insides of my
arse.  He picked up pace on my cock and pistoned it,
gripping the head each time and squeezing hard.  My cock
couldn't take any more of this exquisite torture and
erupted in protest.

Reluctantly, Nok pulled out of me.  We were both covered
in sweat and cum and musk and lube. I pulled him down
onto me for one last, lingering kiss, before we hit the
shower.

Nok stayed with me that night, our legs and arms
entwined.

The next day I left Thailand for home.  But I will never
forget those wonderful Thai men, whose memory comes back
every time I have a Thai meal in London.