Date: Sat, 19 Feb 2005 04:23:11 -0800 (PST) From: Justin Davis 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 in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. 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 story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions, or encourage similar actions by others. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Justin0398@yahoo.com 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.