Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2023 00:56:38 +0100 From: Thomas Eland Subject: Akha boy The boy was standing beside the road with his thumb out in the old gesture. I slowly pulled up on my Harley beside him. He was slim but not too skinny and looked to be about ten to twelve years old, wearing loose fitting tribal pants with an elastic waistband and a too small T-shirt which barely reached his pants. He had no shoes but although his feet were a bit grubby the rest of him looked clean and fresh. A cheeky grin was on his intelligent looking face, and that's all he wore.... no bag, no nothing. "Where are you going?" I asked, in Thai. "Anywhere" He replied. I beckoned him on and said "I'm just out for a long ride on these quiet country roads, but I live in Chiangmai." "Chiangmai would be good" he said enthusiastically. He climbed up behind me and I pulled away and settled into a nice steady rumble along. The small country roads and tracks were quite deserted and I enjoyed taking photos of interesting rural scenes, especially the hill-tribe villages which were often quite remote. He clung to me at first, obviously never having been on a big bike before, but soon settled down and sat more comfortably. I turned my head and asked him if he was OK and he grinned and said yes. After a little while I became aware that he was getting a bit sleepy. The rythmn of Harleys often does that, so I twisted my left arm around behind his back and pulled him against me. Not that there was any real danger of him falling off but more to reassure him that it was OK to sleep if he wanted. He hugged my back and put his arms around me too. I gave his back a rub with the back of my hand and found he was actually quite muscular. The hill-tribe people live simply and are mostly poor so are used to hard work and walking everywhere. He gave me a hug and rested his head against my back. His hands started to roam about and feel around my chest and stomach. With my free hand I gently felt along his right arm and hand and then moved it between us to rub against his chest and stomach as he did to me. He chuckled and pushed my hand down to his groin. I was aware that he had a nice hardon and not too small either. I didn't venture inside his pants leg as he laughed, and I brought my hand back to the handlebars after giving it a squeeze. He hugged me again and ran his hands down to my groin to feel my cock, which had started to get aroused. I let him stroke the outside of my pants for a while and carressed the back of his hands to let him know I enjoyed his touch. We approached a crossroads on a main road and as I was about to go across and continue on the small road I noticed a roadside resturant so pulled in there. I asked him if he was hungry and he nodded with a smile. We took our time over a nice meal and soft drinks and I enjoyed watching him devour the food. He sipped a Coke from the bottle and relished every drop. I had a coffee and asked him a bit about himself. He turned out to be eleven years old although often births are not registered or left for some time before doing so, so often when you ask a kid their age they say they don't know. He had no siblings and his mother had left his father a few years ago. She couldn't stand his drunkeness and beatings. His father was in jail somewhere on drug related charges and would be there for a long time. His relatives had kept him from starving and he virtually lived by himself in the family bamboo and thatch hut. Tribal kids become independant quite early as they are given chores and left to look after younger siblings from about four or five years of age. He had just had enough and was looking for some adventure and was free to go anywhere without anybody worrying about him. He asked if he could sit in front of me so I shifted back in my seat and let him climb on. It is one of those old fashioned buddy seats with the long nose in front and wide tractor style rear shaped to a bum with a guard rail behind. With footboards you can stretch out and shift about quite a lot too. We carried on along the dusty track road, just chugging along. He leant back against me and I brought my hand up to hold his chest. He liked that so I slipped my hand inside his shirt and gently carressed his skin and nipples. He turned his head and lifted his arms around behind my head to pull it down as he rose and planted a kiss on my cheek. I bent down and keeping one eye on the road gave him a long kiss full on the lips. He smiled shyly and wriggled against me. A lovely boy yearning for some affection. We carried lazily along and I slipped my hand under the elastic waistband and found he had nothing beneath so was free to caress his cock and hairless balls. I saw a track just off the road and went along it so we were hidden from the road. He clambered about and ended up facing me sitting on my lap. He hugged me again and we kissed deeply with our tongues fencing each other. I told him to lie back on the tank and pulled his waistband below his bum so that his cock was exposed. I kissed his nipples first then swallowed him whole. A nice size for a boy of his age it was about five inches long and an inch in dia. He was clean and fresh so must have taken good care of his cleanliness. He gasped and wriggled and thrust up towards me until he shot and filled my mouth with his seed. We kissed again and I gave him back some of his own. Bending forward he tugged at my zip and undid my belt so he could pull my pants down enough to get at my cock too. I stopped wearing underpants many years ago so there were no restrictions to his exploring hands. He kissed and licked and then swallowed my cock. It was blissful and I let him enjoy it fully until I also shot and filled him up. I was still quite hard as the zipper of my jeans was behind my balls and put some pressure there. He pulled his pants off completely then spitting on his hand, which disappeared behind him, climbed up and impaled himself upon my cock. He sank down slowly as he opened up until fully enclosing me. Probably not his first time either. We kissed and hugged then he slowly rose and lowered himself. It was exquisite and was like a tight glove around my cock. He enjoyed it and laughed and grinned all the time. After a few minutes he stood up and climbed around again until he lay on the gas tank with his inviting ass wriggling before me. I couldn't resist and drove home into his wide open hole. He sighed with pleasure as I rode him for another few minutes until I could stand no more and shot him full. After pulling out I saw he was hard again and asked him if he wanted to do me. He grinned and nodded so I lay flat along my seat and gas tank with my feet tucked into the rail behind the seat. He lay on top of me and using his spit on me this time slowly entered my ass. It must have been quite tight for him, even with his small slim cock as I hadn't had much experience of being fucked. It was great for both of us as he grabbed my shoulders and pulled himself in, sometimes just pausing to stroke my sides and kiss my back. He lasted quite a while before shuddering in release. We dressed ourselves and then continued on our ride. Once we reached Chiangmai I said he was welcome to stay with me for as long as he needed. He was happy with that suggestion, and a year later we are still together.