Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2015 20:27:24 +0000 From: tpickles Subject: Boy - Chapter 19 This is a gay, erotic novel about a developing relationship between a gay adult man and a gay male youth. *** NEW *** 'BOY' in KINDLE FORMAT Volume 1 of 'Boy: The Mentoring of a Gay Teenager' now on Amazon http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0177EX1XY http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0177EX1XY *** NEW *** 'BOY' PHOTO GALLERY In response to reader suggestions, there's now an accompanying photo gallery for these stories http://thai-boy-lover.tumblr.com/ ......................... the ending of Chapter 18 .......................... ..... The first to erupt was Dang. "Oh, oh, oh," he shouted. I couldn't see it from my position, but I saw the result. Several large strings of cum had shot from his young cock and landed on his face and chest. Boy made a noise and closed his eyes. I knew he was exploding into Thaksin's mouth. His cousin didn't interrupt his actions: he swallowed Boy's cum and continued to thrust into Dang's ass. Almost immediately, I felt the build-up in my balls starting to rise. I gave Thaksin several long, deep thrusts and then groaned loudly as a flood of sperm rose to fill the condom. As I slowed down, and as Boy withdrew from his cousin's mouth, Thaksin continued to fuck. The boy had his eyes closed but continued to take the treatment. My cock slipped out and I moved to hold Boy. A minute later, Thaksin took hold of Dang's legs, withdrew from his ass, pulled the condom off, and let fly with a stream of jism that landed across Dang's chest, face and hair. In the heat of the afternoon, the boy was covered with streaks of sweat and smears of creamy cum. Nobody said anything for several moments. Thaksin stood up and looked around at everyone. He lowered Dang's legs and helped the boy to sit up. I took Boy into my arms and kissed him. Finally, "That was so hot," said Thaksin, "I think we all need to cool down." He looked down at Dang: "And you, young man, need to clean up!" He scooped the boy up in his arms and carried him to the back of the boat where he jumped into the water still holding the boy. Boy and I followed almost immediately. CHAPTER 19 Maybe everyone had been exhausted by the sex on the boat – or maybe surprised by all that had happened – but the swim had none of the energy that had been around before. Each person rinsed themselves in the water, and erections subsided. Not long after Thaksin, Dang, Boy and I had got in the water, Uncle emerged from the front cabin and got in the water too. Samorn seemed content to get dressed and cover herself in a tee-shirt, watching from the covered deck. I swam after Boy as he went some distance from the boat; I wanted to check that he was ok. Ten minutes later and we were each climbing out of the water onto the back of the boat. Samorn didn't seem too interested in gawping at five naked men and youths. We each found towels to dry ourselves and then hunted for shorts and tee-shirts to cover ourselves. Uncle started the engine. Dang went forward to pull up the anchor. The ice-box re-appeared and we each helped ourselves to some cool drinks from amidst the melting ice. The scenery of bays and headlands on the way back was pretty stunning, particularly with the late-afternoon light casting longer shadows. We passed one or two other local fishing boats, and some speedboats crossed further out to sea. No-one spoke very much. We arrived back at the beach resort and were ferried back to the beach in the dinghy by Dang, still smiling at each of us. Samorn went off towards her family's accommodation, and Thaksin, Boy and I walked back to our bungalow where we each showered to remove the salt, and dressed in some fresh clothes for the evening. Dinner in the restaurant was more lively. There were half-a-dozen tables occupied by guests and the owners put on a special meal for everyone. We each bought drinks from the bar. There was music from the speakers, and a couple of local boys put on a fire-dance display on the beach which is always entertaining. The meal was very tasty and there was plenty of food. Around 9.30 I leaned towards Boy and told him that I wanted to go for a walk and find somewhere quieter. He looked at me and asked whether he could come with me. I nodded and we both got up from the table, making our excuses, and walked onto beach and away from the resort. We didn't need to go far for the noise to subside. There were a couple more huts further along the beach but if anyone was living in them, they'd already gone to bed. The night was still and balmy; there was a half-moon illuminating the landscape, the light reflecting beautifully off the sea as the small waves fractured the mirroring-effect. I reached for Boy and he took hold of my hand. We walked along without talking, each seemingly lost in thought. At the end of the beach there were some rocks and a little headland. I knew from watching the coast from the boat that just around the corner there was another tiny bay. "Do you want to go a little further with me?" I asked, and he nodded. I slipped off my sandals and we walked around the headland where the retreating tide had uncovered the rocks and gave us easy passage. The next bay was deserted, as I thought it would be. I found a large flat rock at the back of the beach and we sat down together, staring out to the sea and the sky. We sat there for several minutes, legs touching, in silence. I turned to Boy. "Have you enjoyed today?" He looked at me and squeezed my hand. "Yes ... but it was different ... not really what I was expecting?" "And what were you expecting?" "Like the first time we went to the beach together. You and me. Having fun together." I nodded, and touched his leg gently. He continued: "Thaksin is my cousin, and he first showed me stuff about sex when I was growing up ... but this felt ... different." "Yes, I wasn't expecting to be sharing a bungalow," I responded, "And I've never known a Thai person to be quite so public about sex when there are strangers around." "I thought Samorn was his girlfriend. Then he just fucked her on the bed, and wanted me as well. I mean ... I think my cousin has always wanted a lot of sex. I think he's had quite a lot of girls. But this weekend he's been fucking his girlfriend and then fucking a young boy. And Samorn didn't seem bothered. She just went off with another guy." "And it's all mixed up with family," I said, reflecting. "Samorn seemed happy to do it. And Dang must have had sex with his uncle on the boat before. It was like they set everything up to happen." Boy looked at me. "And you were very excited Tom. You were very hard, I could tell. You were touching Thaksin last night as we watched them. And today you fucked him as well. I've never seen you do that before." He paused, and then added much more quietly, "You've never done that with me." I swallowed, still looking out to sea. I didn't know what I could say to him. Instead, I put my arm around his young shoulders and pulled him into my side. He spoke so quietly I wasn't sure he'd broken the silence again. "Do you still like me, Tom?" The question hung between us. His anxiety was palpable. I turned to look at him. "Yes," I tried to say as clearly as I could. "Yes. Nothing's changed about you. I like you a lot. You know I like being with you. You are the person I want to be with here – not your cousin, not Dang, not Samorn or her family." I leaned towards him and gave him a kiss on the lips. After a few moments of stillness whilst we both pondered what had been said, he stood up. Then he turned around to face me and sat down again on my knees. I took the weight of him down through my legs. He put his hands around my neck. "Really?" he asked quietly. "Do you really mean that Tom?" I looked at him. I put my hands around his back, and let them brush lower until I was gently holding him in place with my hands on his shorts-covered buttocks. "Yes, really," I answered. He leaned into my chest and we cuddled for a minute or two without talking. I started speaking some of my thoughts aloud. "Sometimes, when there is sex in the atmosphere, I just start to feel horny. Then it's like the sex drive takes over. Your cousin is a good-looking boy. He's 18 or 19, quite muscular, and seems to like getting his clothes off." I paused, before adding in a different tone: "A bit like you, really – likes being naked and showing his body off," and I patted his buttocks in playful jest. "So it was thrilling to watch him being aroused last night, and taking Samorn. And then you got excited, and I love seeing you like that, and then he wanted to suck you as well." I paused again. "And you know what happened next. We both got hot and horny, and we played and sucked and made each other cum." I stopped again and pushed his face away so I could look at him eye-to-eye. "And I really enjoyed what you were doing to me, and the pleasure I was giving you. It was you that I wanted to sleep with last night. I want you to know that." We kissed for longer, and then he leant forward into my chest for another hug. "But today was different," I just about heard him say with his face buried in my shoulder. "Today wasn't me and you. You were watching Dang. And you fucked Thaksin." I had to think carefully about this to work out what I really felt. I didn't want to hurt Boy. And I also wanted to be honest with him. He was a young man experiencing the whole confusion of adult relationships, and sex, and early relationships, and mixed signals, and lust, and love. "Yes, I know. I'm sorry if I hurt you by what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you." I stroked his back and kissed the top of his head. As often happens with me when strong emotions are aroused, I was aware of a pressing erection in my trousers. I couldn't know whether Boy was aware of it as he sat on my knees. "I thought we were going out for a nice day trip on the boat. I enjoyed the lunch on the beach and the swim in the sea. I wasn't expecting anything more. And them somehow it got turned into a group sex session." I stopped for a moment. "Looking back, what I felt was lust. Do you know what `lust' is?" I felt him nod. "Like when you can't stop yourself wanting something." "Yes. And lust is often about physical sex – something excites you so much that you need to cum. That's what I felt. It was like my cock was telling me – `you need to cum now!'. `You need to fuck now!' Dang is a cute skinny boy. Maybe he knows more about sex that he should at his age. Seeing him sitting on Thaksin, and then getting stripped, and then being rimmed by your cousin seemed ... both wrong ... and exciting ... all at the same time. And I knew you were getting excited, and that always turns me on," I squeezed him again, "and then I couldn't stop thinking about fucking." I wondered how much more I should say. I let the silence extend as we continued to hug. "Do you remember how I came and stood behind you as you watched Thaksin and Dang, and he wanted to take you in his mouth?" I asked Boy. "Yes," he mumbled quietly, "It was nice. I wanted you there. It felt good. I was wondering what you were going to do." "Well, I could have fucked you there." He lifted his head and looked at me. "I nearly did, I felt so horny." "Why didn't you?" "Because I knew it wouldn't have been right. Right person, wrong time, wrong place. When we do something like that together – " he was looking at me now, with a little smile, as I continued – "when we do that, I want it to feel special for you. I want it to be for love, not lust. I want it to feel like making love, not just a quick fuck that gets forgotten quickly." Our lips moved together and this time there was a more passionate kiss as he opened his mouth and let me tongue him. "I respect you too much," I continued. "Your first experience of something like that should be when you're completely ready. Right time, time place, right guy." "And you think I'm not ready yet?" "Oh, I think you probably are, Boy. But on that boat, in public, on hard benches, with those other people around – no, that didn't feel right." "So what about here, now?" he asked, and his hand moved between us to grab my cock. "I know you're hard. I am too. I want you Tom." We kissed again, and I opened my mouth to him. At the same time my hands were roaming over his back and backside. "Yes, we could," I replied, breaking the kiss, "I want to too. But can you wait a little longer? There's just a sandy beach here. It's very romantic, but not terribly comfortable. And you really need some lube – like we used when playing with the dildos at home. And you might want me to use a condom for your own safety." I stopped, and then added, "And, truthfully, my cock is a bit sore tonight after fucking Thaksin like that. I'm not sure I'm up to it!" "Hmm," he said, in what I knew was a pretend pout. "If I didn't know you better, Mr Tom, I'd say you were saving yourself for a date with Dang tonight!" We both laughed. "No, gorgeous, sexy, beautiful young man. What I want tonight is to be with you – preferably naked, maybe hard – so I can touch you, kiss you, and hold you as you go off to sleep." We stayed in the beach for another fifteen minutes, sometimes kissing, sometimes touching, and just talking a little more about the day. When we got back to the beach resort, it was almost quiet. Most people had gone to their bungalows and there were just one or two people clearing up. We walked back to our bungalow holding hands. The veranda light was on, but there was no noise or light from inside. I opened the door and turned out the veranda light. There were two bodies in the far bed. One was unmistakably Thaksin's. The other I realised as my eyes became accustomed to the dark, was Dang's. There was a scattering of their clothes around the bed, including underwear, so I assumed both were naked and had probably just had sex again. Thaksin looked up sleepily and waved a hand at us before going back to sleep. Boy and I moved into the bathroom and got ourselves undressed and ready for bed. We crept quietly back into the bedroom and slid under the sheet. We continued to kiss for a time and caress each other intimately. It had been quite a day. The journey home next day was uneventful and pretty subdued. After a leisurely breakfast, we lazed about on the beach at the resort, swimming a little and enjoying the sun. The speedboat came to pick us up and deliver us back to the mainland. In the car, my passengers were generally quiet or dozing. Thaksin and Samorn sat in the back but without touching or conversing much. I dropped them off near a Skytrain station. Boy and I were back in our own apartment by early evening. We kissed and cuddled, and then went for an early night. The next day I had some business to do in the city. I left in mid-morning and returned home mid-afternoon. When I got back to the apartment, I found Nut inside visiting his brother. It was some kind of holiday when his school was closed for the day. Perhaps in deference to Nut, both boys were wearing shorts – even though by the end of his previous stay of a few days with us, Nut too had been comfortable unclothed around the apartment. It was a warm afternoon and I opted to change into shorts too. Nut seemed pleased to see me. He came and gave me a hug, and remembering our previous intimacies, I held him around the back for several moments, and kissed the top of his head. I wanted to make him feel very welcome. His brother looked across the room at me and smiled in gratitude. The boys made some cold drinks and carried them out onto the balcony. Boy fetched another chair so we could all sit outside. Although the balcony was shaded from direct sunlight, it was still hot out there. I fetched some sun-cream from the bathroom. Boy was the first to feel the effects of the heat and remove his shorts to wander about in his very attractive hipsters. With this encouragement, Nut did the same and stripped off his shorts to stand in a pair of briefs. I asked if they wanted me to apply sun-cream and both boys agreed. Boy lay down on the lounger whilst I leaned over him to squirt the lotion on his back and thighs before spreading it liberally with my hands. I repeated the process on his chest and front-thighs. Normally when I touch him like this he became aroused easily, but this time the attractive bulge in his hipsters remained soft. Nut was eager to be next up for the treatment. He lay down on his front without me asking, spreading his legs akimbo on the lounger. I played at squirting the sub lotion from a height onto his back and legs. He squealed as the cool cream hit his skin. I knew he enjoyed the sensation, so with Nut, I squatted down on his buttocks to rub the lotion into his back, taking my time and making it into a sensual massage. He moaned a little with pleasure. I reversed my position, sitting on his lower back, and repeated the application on his legs and thighs. As I looked down at his inner thighs and his brief-covered butt, I couldn't help but be reminded of the sight of Dang's ass from just two days before. These boys were probably of a similar age. Dang was skinnier, but otherwise they were of relatively similar build. Both seemed to enjoy attention to their bums! I remembered clearly the lust-fuelled desire I'd experienced on the boat for some ass, and how I'd been tempted to push into Boy, before moving behind Thaksin as he fucked the young boy in front of him. I let my hands rub the cream into Nut's inner thighs, whilst my hands occasionally brushed over his briefs. It wasn't strictly necessary as Nut was highly unlikely to get sun-burned here, but he was enjoying the sensation. Eventually, I slapped his desirable butt, stood up and told him to turn over if he wanted me to put sun-cream on his front. He waited several moments and I thought he was just going to lie there. Eventually, with his eyes remaining closed, he turned over on the lounger slowly, and lay back down. I looked down at his young body, noting the erection lying across his groin pointing towards his right hip. His balls-sac was pushing out the base of his briefs. I smiled and looked at his brother. This wasn't really the time nor the place to move into physical sex, but I felt gratified to know that Nut was still comfortable enough and confident enough to display his arousal in our home. I leant over him to rub more cream into his legs, letting my hands stroke up his thighs and lingering at the top by his briefs. With Nut's eyes remaining firmly closed, his brother came across making the `silence' gesture with his fingers. He took the bottle of lotion from me, gestured for me to stand up and move aside, and then drizzled some lotion on Nut's chest himself. Next he stood astride the lounger and let himself squat down on Nut's hips. As Boy rubbed the cream into his younger brother's chest, I noticed he was gently rubbing his haunches across his brother's groin. If Nut was aroused before, his brother was reaching a similar state. Nut was clearly enjoying the feeling, and as Boy started to rub and tweak his nipples, he opened his eyes, suddenly surprised to see his brother, rather than me, applying the sun-cream. We all enjoyed a good laugh. Boy stood up, adjusted his own erection to a more comfortable position in his hipsters, and then lay down on the neighbouring lounger. Meanwhile Nut did nothing to cover his own excitement, lying openly on the lounger with his legs spread open. A few minutes later, Boy went to fetch some more drinks, and we spent the next hour chatting. Boy arranged to go into town with his brother on Saturday afternoon, for a wander around the shopping malls, and then for a game of ten-pin bowling at one of the large rinks. They asked if I wanted to join them, but it wasn't really my scene. I think Nut was starting to enjoy the benefits of his part-time earnings from the restaurant. As the afternoon moved on, Nut said that it would soon be time for him to go to work. As dusk approached, we all moved back inside, before the mosquitoes began to bite. Nut had brought a backpack with some trousers and a clean shirt for work. He asked if he could use the shower, and when I agreed, he quickly stripped off his briefs in the living room. He was in no hurry to get showered, so we both enjoyed the sight of his slim, cute body with his adolescent genitals still slightly thickened and hanging between his legs. He deliberately gave us a little wiggle and play, perhaps to remind us of the fun we'd had before. As he turned towards the bathroom, we were treated to the sight of his attractive, smooth, rounded globes. Ten minutes later, he emerged naked and with damp hair before disappearing into Boy's bedroom. He came out almost immediately, holding up one of the jock-straps that I had bought Boy shortly after he moved in to the apartment. "Is it OK if I borrow these?" he asked, "You've got sun-cream all over my pants and I didn't bring another pair. I don't want to mess up my work trousers." His brother laughed. "Yes, of course. Now I wonder what made you choose that pair." Nut stepped through the elastic thongs and pulled the pouch up over his cock and balls. He walked over to a mirror and turned around, admiring his own exposed ass-cheeks, and the highlighted pouch at the front. "Very sexy," admired Boy. "Thanks," he said, and "I am, aren't I?" We laughed. When Nut had finished dressing, Boy gave him a ride on his motorcycle to the restaurant. ...................... to be continued soon in Chapter 20 ................. (c) Tom Pickles, 2015 Please continue emailing tpickles2@gmail.com with your reactions. RELATED LINKS AND MORE 'Boy: The Mentoring of a Gay Teenager' available as Kindle download Search your local Amazon / Kindle website by the title. 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