Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2005 05:55:15 -0800 (PST) From: Justin Davis 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 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 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