Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 02:44:00 +0000 (UTC) From: Gervin McFadden Subject: Cambodia (adult-youth, interracial) Cambodia In January of 2002, just a few months after the 9/11 terror attacks, I decided to take a trip to Cambodia. The travel industry was still reeling from fear and airfares were cheap. I had heard from some various people in various chatrooms that Cambodia was the new hot spot for people looking for a "certain kind" of sex tourism. It use to be Thailand but Thailand was getting too overrun with gangsters and corruption and a lot of westerners were going to neighboring Cambodia. I arrived in Phnom Penh after a VERY long flight, got out of customs and found many, or should I say they found me, gatherings of men with various modes of transport all clamoring to take this white foreigner to his hotel. I knew basically how far my hotel was from the airport and the general direction. I opted for the man who had the best looking car, so hopefully it would be the least likely one to breakdown on the way. After we agreed on the price, about 5 dollars US, he took my suitcase, put it in the trunk and we were on our way. After the usual small talk, "Where you come from?" "How long you stay Cambodia?" he said, "you like girl?" Apparently ALL white foreign men who come to Cambodia alone are ONLY looking for sex. He was probably right in assuming this. I didn't answer him at first but finally said, no I like boy. Ok, Ok he said and he gave me a white business card with nothing but a phone no# on it. Ok thank you, I said and we drove the rest of the way to my hotel. The hotel was ok, old but centrally located and more than enough staff. When we pulled up to the front door, 3 people came running out to take the ONE suitcase that I had with me. One opened the taxi door and one patted me on the shoulder and gave me a big smile. Very friendly people, I thought. I paid the taxi driver and he said, call him anytime and he would come pick me up. I told him ok, later. After that flight, all I wanted to do was have a hot shower, a clean bed and quiet room to lay down in for awhile. A quick registration at the lobby desk and I was escorted to the elevator by a young man who was carrying my suitcase. He was probably 18 but looked 12 and I gave him a once over. He smiled at me and again the usual small talk. We got to the 5th floor which was the top and we walked down the hall and he opened the door to my room and I walked in. He turned on the air con, put my suitcase on that suitcase stand that every hotel has and sort of did a Vanna White arm gesture, showing me the room. It was small but clean and for the moment quiet. The bathroom was again small but very clean and I checked to make sure it had hot water, it did. He handed me my key and I gave him a tip of 2 US dollars. He said thank you, bowed and left the room. I opened my suitcase, got some clean clothes out and stripped off my clothes that I felt like I'd been wearing for a month. I got in the shower and got it as hot as it would go. I stood in there for a longtime until the hot water ran out. I dried off and climbed into bed. I had arrived in Cambodia at night so by the time I woke up, it was daylight and 2 days later with the time change. I figured I'd wait until this evening to call the taxi man as sex hunting at 8am didn't seem the appropriate thing to do for that hour of the day. I got dressed in some cargo shorts and a tee shirt and went down to the lobby and out the front door. It was only 8am and already the humid heat was hanging over the city. I walked for an hour or so, enjoying this strange but exotic place that I now found myself, when I stumbled across a massage parlor that was offering foot massages. That sounded great. I went in, and sat down in one of their big comfy reclining chairs and took off my shoes and socks. A young woman came over with a small plastic tub of hot water and pointed at me to put my feet in. She then took some liquid soap and began to wash my feet. This felt so good and I drifted off. I started to day dream and then fell asleep altogether. When I awoke, she was just finishing the foot massage and I had a massive boner in my shorts. I think she noticed and started to giggle. I quickly got up, paid for the foot massage and left. I wandered around some more, found a place to eat and had something. The reason I say "something" is because honestly I had no idea what it was. It was rice with some unidentifiable ingredients. It tasted fine and hours later, I wasn't sick so I thought lunch had been a success. 8 pm arrived and I went to the lobby. There was no phone in the room and I didn't want to try to use my foreign cell phone, so I asked the man at the reception if he could call the no# on the card and let me speak to whoever answered. He did and I recognized the voice of the taxi man from the night before. I said I'm at my hotel and could he come and pick me up out front. He said yes, 20 minutes and I hung up. It was more like 10 minutes and he was there. I got into the back seat and we drove off. I had a million questions but his English wasn't too good so I just waited for him to speak. Finally he said, you want boy? I said yes. Ok, I take you for boy. How much? I said. He didn't answer. How much! I said again. You talk to man for how much. Ok I get it now, he's taking me to see someone (pimp) who was going to make the arrangements and he'd probably get a cut for bring him a customer. This is how many taxi drivers there will supplement their income. Believe me, if I would have said I wanted to buy a refrigerator or a live snake, he could have provided that as well. We drove for about 15 minutes right across the city center. It was an amazing tour. We arrived at what looked like an open air market with a narrow road just wide enough for one car and a few motorbikes. He drove slowly passed many open air stalls of people cooking and selling food. The smells were overwhelming. Finally we got to the other side of the market and he pulled over. Ok you wait, he said. 5 minutes. He got out of the car with the motor and air conditioning still running and walked down the road and into a side alleyway. I suppose there's no risk that I'm going to jump into the driver's seat and take off with his taxi. I suddenly had a flash of me being sentenced to 20 years in a Cambodian labor camp. That image alone was enough to keep me in the back seat. He reappeared from the alleyway and was walking with another man. They approached the taxi. My driver got back into the driver's seat and the other man opened the passenger side door and got in. He turned around to look at me and said hello. He was an older man, probably well into his 60s. He spoke surprisingly good English. Hello sir, he said, we have many nice boy and girl for you. How many you like for tonight? Just one boy for tonight would be fine. I said. Ok, we go, he said and with that my driver drove a short distance and stopped at the small alleyway where he had walked down a few moments ago. The older man said to follow him and the taxi driver said he would wait for me here, "go back hotel" as he put it. I got out of the car and followed the older man down the alleyway. It was dark and a little spooky, just light enough so I could see where I was going. We walked 50 yards or so and turned into another alleyway and came upon a teenage boy standing in front of a metal garage type door. The boy rolled up the door and we all walked in. The boy then closed the door behind us, locked it with a pad lock and followed us. I guess I'm not leaving right away, I thought to myself. It's funny and perhaps a bit naïve but I never felt in any danger of being robbed, assaulted or killed, which if something like this happened to me in any western city, I certainly would have felt. We walked into this dark building and up a flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a closed door which the older man opened up. Once inside the door, it was a large room with a couple of ratty looking sofas and about 3 boys and 8 girls, ages, hard to tell but young. They all looked at me when we walked in. Most of them were wearing dirty clothes. The older man said ok, what you like. One, two, three, all and laughed after saying "all". I must admit I felt sorry for these kids but my cock was starting to swell and I was there for a reason. I picked the boy who looked to be the smallest one. Asian's ages are so hard to tell but I suspected he was about 10 or so. He had short black hair, was thin and had a really cute round face, almond eyes and was wearing an old blue tee-shirt and a pair of tan shorts that looked like schoolboy uniform shorts. He looked adorable. The boy walked with the teen boy through another door at the other end of the room. The older man said ok, you pay now. How much, I said. He said 50 dollar. I thought that was a bit steep but I wasn't going to argue. I gave him a US 50 dollar bill and he pointed to the door where the boy and teen boy had just gone through. I walked into the door and there was a short hall way with 2 doors on each side. It was dark except for the last room on the right where the door was open and light was coming from. I heard the teen boy talking. I walk into the room and there was the teen boy, the young boy I had chosen and a small bed and sink and a couple of towels folded up at the end of the bed. I just stood there for a moment and then sat down on the bed looking at the 2 of them. The teen boy closed the door to this little room and said something in Khmer to the little boy and the little boy knelt down at my feet and began un tying my shoes and pulling them off, then my socks. He then stood up and started pulling my tee-shirt over my head. Once we got to this point. I stopped the boy from undressing me and asked the teen boy to leave the room. He just stared at me, saying nothing. Can you go, I said again. And I did a hand gesture motion for him to leave. He shook his head no, and then he finally spoke. "I stay, he brother me" Wow, I thought, the little one was his brother? I was beginning to wonder if they were all related. Maybe the old man was the grandfather. A family "business" I guess. Well ok, I said and with that the teen boy, sat down in the corner of the room on the floor. I patted the bed and asked the little one to sit next to me. I touched his small round Asian face with my hand. His skin was like silk. Never have I touched skin that smooth and soft before. I had to kiss him. I leaned over and kiss him softly on the cheek and then on the lips. When I kissed his lips, he opened his mouth and put his tongue out. He's done this before, I thought. I put out my tongue and we did a bit of a tongue "sword fight" He smiled slightly for the first time since I saw him. He was such a cutie. After a while of kissing, he stood up and started to pull his tee shirt off. I stopped him and said, "I do that" and pointed at myself. I wanted to strip this cute little boy myself. I sat on the bed with my feet on the floor while he stood between my open legs. I grabbed the bottom of his little tee-shirt and slowly raised it up his torso, drinking in his beautiful boyish body. His tummy was flat and smooth with a slight outie belly button. I pulled the tee-shirt off over his head and put my arms around him and put my nose and mouth all over his little boy body, smelling all of his wonderful boys scent and licking his silky smooth skin. I kissed and licked his tiny flat nipples, first the right one and then the left, then worked my way down to his stomach. He giggled a little as my tongue licked his outie belly button. My hands had moved down to his tiny little bottom still covered in his tan school boy shorts and I started to knead his buns, through the thin cotton material. His butt was so small, I could almost get the entire thing in just one hand, but I used both hands anyways. I pulled my hands around and unbuttoned his tan schoolboy uniform shorts, undid the zipper and let them drop to the floor. He was wearing tiny little white cotton briefs with some cartoons on them. They had a small pee stain on the front. I picked him up under the arms and laid him out on the small bed and dropped my own shorts and underwear on the floor and climbed between his small, smooth legs. My cock had begun leaking once the kissing had begun and a drip of pre-cum was hanging from the tip of my cock about 3 inches long. I wiped it with my finger and then rubbed my finger on the front of his tiny undies, making a slight wet spot on the front near his pee stain. I buried my face into his undies, smelling all of those wonderful smells and rubbing my nose into his small cockle which was as hard as a nail. It wasn't very big, about as big as my little finger but it was making such a cute little tent in his tiny white cartoon briefs. I started to lick the front of his undies and then slowly pulled them down with my teeth. I pulled them off of his ankles and brought them right up to my nose and sniffed the inside of them. The smell was twice as strong on the inside and my cock twitched and another drop of pre-cum leaked out. I put the undies down on the floor next to mine and laid down on the bed next to him. His cock was about 2 and 1/2 inches long, thin and uncut with the foreskin completely covering the head even as totally hard as he was. It pointed straight up, almost touching his V area on his lower stomach. What a pretty little cock I thought in my horny head. I laid down on the bed next to him and rolled him on top of me. I grabbed his tiny boy butt and began moving him around on top of my hard throbbing cock, while my fingers were all over his buns, and probing his butt crack. At the same time, I was kissing his sweet little face and licking his lips and cheeks. He again met my lips with his warm little tongue and we stayed locked in a wet kiss, while my fingers had now found his little boy butt pucker and was gently probing it with my middle finger. All of this rubbing of his little cock and lower stomach on my cock had made a nice wet spot on his little torso where my cock was being massaged by his silky smooth skin. At this point I was getting very hot and sweaty as the room was non-air conditioned and was also getting close to blowing my load. I wanted to taste the more intimate parts of this young thing before I erupted. I motioned for him to flip around in a 69 and pulled him by his hips and placed his crotch right on my face. His uncut little cock and tiny balls went right into my open mouth. I started circling my tongue all over his little treasures and he grabbed my aching cock and began a rather clumsy stroking motion. I suddenly remembered the teen boy sitting on the floor in the corner. I lifted the little boy's hips off of my face, high enough to see and saw that the teen boy had stripped down to his undies. The same type of tight, white bikini briefs his little "brother" was wearing but without the cartoons. The front of his undies were pulled down but still covering his butt. He had his cock out which looked to be about 4 inches long, hard and with a foreskin that was going up and down on the head of his dick as he masturbated. He was just watching us with a moderately interested look on his face, while masturbating as if it was "just another day at the office" I put the little one back down on my face and kept licking his goodies all over. I lifted him off again and motioned for him to flip around again so his head was at the pillow. I got up and moved to the end of the bed, climbed on grabbed him by the ankles, and raised his legs into the air. At this point the teen boy stood up with a concerned look on his face with his hard uncut cock still in his hand. He shook his head no and said, no fuck, too small. I nodded my head in agreement. I wasn't going to try to penetrate this young boy anyways. It would have never fit. I got down between his legs, stuck out my tongue and began to give his sweet little pucker a licking. The boy made a slight noise, something like a cross between a giggle and a sigh. I made circles around his ring with my tongue while I grabbed my cock in my left hand and was slowly stroking it. I was sort of edging myself, if I had given my cock a couple of good strokes, I would have exploded. After licking and lapping his sweet little pucker for a few minutes, it was time. I laid down again and pulled him on top of me, positioned my cock between his legs at the base of his little butt, put my legs on the outside of his and clamped them tight around my cock and started to hump. His inner thighs were so silky smooth that it felt like rubbing my cock on warm satin. I pulled his face to mine and we began tongue kissing again, while my other hand pushed my cock head into his small butt crack. Three more humps against his little butt and I started to blow. Five giant spasms, and rope after rope of hot cum was shooting out all over this little boy's back and butt crack. I kissed him obscenely as my right hand was across his butt, keeping my cock head in place between his buns as my cum continued to pour out all over his back and butt. My hand was soaked. At this very moment, the teen boy got up off the floor, walked over to us while still masturbating, pointed his cock at my face and blew a small load onto my left cheek. I really was surprised as it was the last thing I thought would happen, but I didn't mind. I'm still not sure why he did that; maybe he thought I'd enjoy it. The little one got up off the bed and the teen boy grabbed one off the towels and began to wipe the little one down, getting all of my cum off of him. I just laid there for a moment, catching my breath and then the teen boy grabbed the other towel, came up to me and wiped his cum off of my face. He then grabbed my cock and wiped it clean with the towel, going between my legs and wiping my balls as well. I said thank you to both of them and we all got dressed in a hurry and left the room. We went back through the door at the end of the hall. What a fire trap I thought. I had not seen one window in this labyrinth. I suppose they built it that way to keep anyone from peeking. The old man was in the big room alone now. He looked and smiled at me and said, ok? everything? Yes I said, very good. Nice boy. I looked around for the little one but he was gone. Only the old man and the teen boy were there. The old man motioned to the other door that led, (I think) to the stairs we came up and the teen boy got in front of me and opened the door, and led me down the dimly lit stairway, around a corner and back to the locked metal garage door. He stopped and pulled a key out of his pants pocket, unlocked the padlock and hoisted the door open and motioned me out. I said thank you to him and gave him a US 5 dollar bill. He smiled and bowed slightly to me. I walked alone back down the long alleyway and when I emerged to the street, my faithful taxi man was sitting in his car, asleep in the driver's seat with the motor still running. I cautiously approached his side window and knocked on it gently. He flinched a bit and then smiled at me, hit the unlock button on his armrest and I got into the back seat and shut the door. It felt like heaven in there, Cold air-conditioning and I finally stopped sweating. He said, ok, everything? And I again said yes. Go hotel, I said and he put the car into drive and we were off. I stared out the window, looking at all the people on the streets. Phnom Penh is surprisingly busy at night. Lots of people walking around, on motorbikes, food carts, street vendors, all mingling in the hot, humid night air. We arrived back at the hotel, and I asked him how much for the taxi, he said 3 dollars. I thought that was cheap but I suspect he would get or had already got a piece of that 50 I gave the old man. We go again tomorrow? He said. I don't know. I'll call you. Ok he said. I got out of the car and he drove off.