Date: Fri, 26 Aug 2022 12:19:39 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Ryan's New Life 31

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RYAN'S NEW LIFE

Chapter 31

The trip to Bangkok was arranged by Adrian to celebrate Ryan's 18th
birthday. Ryan was thrilled at the prospect of seeing the big city again
although the last time it had been overshadowed by what had happened in
Bali afterwards.  He had come from a small town where he did well at school
but never had the resources to travel. A big metropolis like Bangkok had a
strong allure.

Adrian was all that Ryan had ever dreamed of as a partner Ð loving,
faithful and true. He represented a father figure to Ryan who had not known
his own. Adrian had given him the love that he had lacked and provided the
guidance and protection he craved. The fact that they were so compatible as
sex partners made it a near perfect match.

Adrian had arranged for them to stay with two old friends in Bangkok, Owen
and Lance. Both were close in age to Adrian and they had met when Adrian
worked in Bangkok. They were fellow Australian expatriates who had lived in
Thailand for decades. They were not lovers but had rather similar tastes in
younger men and lived together in a spacious old house situated in the
middle of the city.  Although it was close to main thoroughfares, it was
set back in a quiet soi surrounded by a wild garden which had a large pond
with waterlilies and an ecosystem that supported all sorts of wildlife you
might not expect - birds, turtles, squirrels and reportedly snakes.  It was
not the typical Thai garden with severely trimmed hedges, and manicured
lawns but had the natural wildness of the forest about it. The house had
been built in the 1920s for a rich family that had moved out to an even
larger and more luxurious but characterless cement and brick-walled
compound. Owen and Lance had lived in the house for many years and had
organised the open airy interior space to their liking. The rooms had the
original rattan furniture and small elegant tables from the same period as
the house and together presented an atmosphere of an older Bangkok that
would be interesting for Ryan to experience.

All this history and geography was explained to Ryan as they planned the
trip. Adrian knew that young boys were by nature curious and that Ryan
needed to have some adventures of his own to discover his true self - just
as Adrian had done in Bangkok before. The city had opened vistas for him
and made his life happier and far more interesting. Adrian was confident of
Ryan's loyalty but still, if Ryan were to have life enriching experiences,
Adrian wanted to have some control over them.  He would expose Ryan to
Bangkok's fascinating culture and he knew Owen and Lance could be relied
upon for their discretion and to ensure his safety.

Despite Ryan's devotion to Adrian, he was an exhibitionist and his work as
a waiter had brought out this part of his character. He flirted
outrageously with the older men who stayed at the hotel and he basked in
the attention he received when he teased them with his revealing clothes.
Because of his faithfulness he would not let them touch him but was
fascinated by both their physical nature and the confidence that stemmed
from their maturity.

He had been completely loyalty to Neil, but there had been that
extraordinary encounter orchestrated by Neil with Finn that was only his
second experience with another man. That was also when Ryan realised that
Neil liked to watch him being with other men.  Then later, on the way to
Bali, there was a similar experience, also orchestrated by Neil, with Khun
Somchai. Somchai was Neil's senior business partner, but Neil was still
aroused watching the elderly overweight man fucking his boy. Although some
might have considered it repulsive and reprehensible, Ryan did not see it
that way, in part because Neil had authorised and planned it, and because
it was as if he were putting on a sex show for Neil's pleasure.  The scene
had also satisfied Ryan in other ways. He often recalled the weight of
Somchai's large body pressing down on his as the man thrusted his fat cock
deep inside him while he sucked Neil. Some might have seen it as grotesque
but, for Ryan, it was a tremendously erotic experience that had made a deep
impression on him. Then afterwards when Ryan and Neil were alone they had
incredible sex when Neil mixed his cum with Somchai's.

All that was behind him and now, and Ryan felt complete loyalty to
Adrian. However his experience with Somchai had happened on his last visit
to Bangkok and he was aware that in this city amazing things could happen.

Ryan had developed a powerful youthful curiosity about other men. He liked
getting close to them to see if he could detect their masculine aroma, or
to look into their open-neck shirts to see if their bodies were hairy and
he wondered about their cocks if they were large, like Adrian's, or small
like his. He confessed his guilty thoughts to Adrian from whom he wanted no
secrets. He had even told Adrian about his experience with Finn and Somchai
and tried to explain what he felt.

Adrian had a collection of pornography and sometimes they would watch a
video together. One of Ryan's favourites had two men with a teenager.
Adrian noticed how aroused it made Ryan and that he would ask to see it
again and again. He surmised that this might be an enduring fantasy of Ryan
and it was on his mind when he planned the Bangkok trip. He did go as far
as to tell Ryan that he knew his friends would like him and that if he
wanted to go with them he could. Ryan immediately became defensive and
declared his loyalty, so Adrian he did not pursue the subject further,
deciding instead to allow matters to take their course.

***


The flight to Bangkok and the taxi journey to Yannawa where Owen and Lance
lived were uneventful but Ryan was fascinated by all he could see and
hear. Even the smell of the city was different and exciting to him. Lance
was there to greet them and he apologised for Owen who was detained at his
workplace. He was dressed casually in light cotton Hawaiian shirt and
shorts.  There was a radiance about Lance that registered immediately with
Ryan. The man's friendly and outgoing manner made him feel comfortable.

A houseboy took care of their bags while they were handed the obligatory
drinks expected of a good host. Ryan was charmed by the house and the
jungle-like garden that was visible from the large living room. Screens
protected them from small flying creatures and the vegetation shielded them
from the sounds of the city not far away.

As they sat down in the spacious living room, Adrian and Lance began to
talk but Ryan was only half following the conversation. The Australians'
speech was rapid and they used many words he did not know.  As his mind
wandered, so did his eyes.  He noticed Lance had soft light brown hair,
bleached a little by the sun but now greying at the temples. His svelte
athletic build spoke of an active middle-aged life.  Ryan had seen many men
at the hotel sunbathing by the pool and had a mental index of the hair
patterns of Caucasian bodies which fascinated him and he tried to project
one on Lance. When he began to speculate about the man's pubic hair and
cock he stopped himself out of courtesy to his friendly and generous
host. What he did not admit to himself was the germination of a seed of
desire to have sex with this man.

Lance saw that Ryan had been left out and tried to bring him into the
conversation by asking simple questions about his job. Ryan answered
politely but was too shy to say much, still somewhat in awe of his
surroundings and this attractive man. Lost in thought that he did not
realise that the conversation had ended and the houseboy was going to show
them to their rooms where they could shower and rest until dinner was
ready.

The rooms were furnished with only mattresses on the floor but prepared
with crisp clean linens and a pair of neatly folded pakamas. Ryan picked up
one of the pakamas and referred to it as a sarong as he wrapped it around
his waist. "It's actually called a pakama," said Adrian. "They are commonly
worn in north-east Thailand and you will see that it's not ankle length and
tubular like a sarong. That makes them easier to discard when you want to
have sex." As he spoke, he reached under the garment Ryan wore and grabbed
his balls. Ryan shrieked with laughter and immediately submitted to Adrian,
returning his kiss.

***


It was already growing dark when they were roused by the sound of
activity. Lance was preparing dinner and Owen had returned and was giving
orders to the houseboy about setting the table.  Owen was an imposing
man. He was taller and a little older than Owen and with a neatly clipped
beard. He lacked the vivacity of Owen but, when he greeted Ryan, his face
softened to a smile as his huge hand grasped Ryan's in a life affirming
grip that it almost made Ryan wince.  To Ryan, greetings were formal
affairs and did not involve the pressing of flesh and he felt flattered to
be treated as an equal because he did not feel this way with most
foreigners. He stared at Owen's hairy arms and the tuft of hair that
protruded from the top of his shirt and could not help extrapolating that
to imaging a delicious hairy body

They all settled down for drinks in the living room, although Ryan felt a
little intimidated by Owen's presence.  Owen and Lance were alike many ways
alike. Both were tall and distinguished looking with greying hair. They
were similar in dress and demeanour, like lovers often are, but Adrian had
assured Ryan that they were not.  It was Owen who at first took the lead in
the conversation. To Ryan it appeared he was the dominant partner. He
seemed to take a genuine interest in the latest development in Adrian's
life while explaining what he and Lance had been doing. They were in fact
business partners so their lives were entangled in many ways. Ryan looked
from one to the other trying to decide who he thought was the most
handsome.

Lance was a talented cook and they had a splendid dinner, served by the
houseboy in very tight pants that Adrian remarked upon. Wine was consumed
and the conversation became very animated. Despite their dignified
exteriors, it was clear that both men led quite active lives in the city
and Ryan relaxed and found he could join in the fun and laughter.

After they retired, Ryan lay in bed next to Adrian and they discussed the
day, the flight, the house and of course Adrian's friends.

"The houseboy is very handsome," Ryan remarked, thinking back to Adrian's
earlier comment on the boy's tight trousers. "Do you think they have sex
with him?"

"Many employers do have sex with their staff," replied Adrian with a hint
of irony in his voice.  "However that can lead to complications. Best
business practice is to keep work and play separate.  My guess is that the
houseboy is employed because he is a good worker as well as for his
looks. Neither Owen nor Lance has ever mentioned having sex with him."

Adrian didn't tell Ryan that his two friends didn't object to their
employees entertaining house guests and that he and a previous houseboy had
shared a bed more than once with mutual consent. He didn't think it was
appropriate to tell Ryan in case he thought he might be planning something
with the new houseboy. As inviting as the houseboy's bottom was, Adrian had
no desire to get involved with him.

"Owen and Lance like you a lot, I can tell," Adrian told Ryan as he gently
fondled him, as was his habit in the evening when they lay in bed. Ryan had
felt a warmth right from the beginning when Lance first greeted them on
their arrival and when Owen shook his hand and looked into his eyes.

"Did you like them?" Adrian asked.

"Yes. Lance is very kind," replied Ryan, "and the food he prepared was
wonderful. They are very nice people."

"Owen has a big dick. Did you notice?"  Adrian added.

Ryan was a little shocked at Adrian's statement. Ryan had checked out
Owen's crotch but he thought he had done it discretely when no one saw
him. Now he blushed and guessed that at least Adrian had. "I am sorry,
Daddy," he said with a repentant expression. "I should not have looked at
it."

Adrian grinned. "That's okay. We are on holiday and I want you to relax and
enjoy yourself." He paused then added, "He might have a big cock but right
now I want you to suck mine." He put his hand on the back of Ryan's head
and directed him down to his cock where the boy was relieved that his
indiscretion had been forgiven and he needed no invitation to suck Adrian
till he came. The Adrian then took the boy and cuddled him in his arms and
kissed his flavoured lips till they drifted into a peaceful sleep.

***


The next day an excursion was planned. Owen and Lance had arranged for a
boat to take them across the river to Thon Buri. There they travelled
through the maze of klongs where life seemed to go on as it had for
centuries. Women hung washing over bushes in the sun to dry, men with backs
covered in talisman tattoos paddled small cargoes to a market somewhere,
monks in saffron robes paraded with alms bowls and naked brown boys
splashed in the water.

The objective was a small restaurant on the waterside where tourists rarely
venture but was known locally for its excellent food. They dined royally on
herbed soups, freshly caught fish, oyster omelettes, tart papaya salads,
and fiery curries that made Adrian gasp but reminded Ryan of the Baba Nonya
foods of his home in Malaysia. Owen ordered some mild Thai whisky which was
drunk with bottled water and added much to the merriment of the group.

After most of the food was consumed and they had rested, Owen suggested a
short walk.  The followed a narrow trail through the trees to a small
temple.  It stood in a glade where large trees with twisted trunks stood
protectively around and the gilding of the temple eves glistened in the
sun. An elderly monk sat serenely under the shade and received the
respected greetings that were offered to him. The sight delighted Adrian,
and Ryan had been taking photos since they left the house.  Lance offered
to take a photo of him with his phone and directed Ryan to stand in the sun
near a small stone structure and in front of a magnificent bo tree with a
tumultuous tangle of contorted roots.  Ryan smiled for the picture and
received his phone back from Lance. They absorbed serenity and knew from
the care it had received that it was the centre of the community life.

On the boat trip back, Ryan had time to look at the photos and when he came
to the one Lance had taken of him he saw how Lance had composed the
frame. Ryan was standing by a lingam, an abstract representation of the
Hindu God, Shiva, roughly hewn in stone. Adrian had informed him that Shiva
is the god who dances the dance of life in a ring of fire and was the
source of fertility. The head of the phallus had been adorned with
colourful cloths as gifts and Ryan was standing next to it. As the
recognition dawned on him, Ryan looked up and saw Lance staring straight at
him. In that instant, a wordless communication passed between them.

For most of the ride back home, Ryan was silent but he felt an energy
between himself and Lance so strong that he wondered if the others could
sense it too.  On returning to the house, they were all tired and welcomed
the suggestion of rest before dinner. In their room, as they lay on the
bed, Ryan felt he had to show Adrian the photo. "I think he wants to have
sex with me," he said.

Adrian looked at the photo. "I know he wants to fuck you because he told
me. The question is, do you want it too?" Ryan was silent stunned by the
revelation. "I saw how you look at him and it is okay if you sometimes are
with other men as long as I know and approve." Adrian was leaving it to
Ryan to decide for himself.  Adrian hugged him and they drifted off into
their afternoon sleep.

Dinner was a simple affair since they had eaten such a big lunch. They sat
at a small square table and the conversation was lively and interesting and
Ryan participated more. Several times during the course of the meal Lance
and Ryan's eyes met and then Ryan felt Lance's knee pressing against
his. He did not withdraw from it and a little later he felt a hand on his
thigh. Again he did not react.

The houseboy had been dismissed for the night after serving the meal so
Lance was the one who began to clear the dishes when the meal was
over. Ryan immediately rose to help him and followed him to the kitchen
laden with dishes and then assisted with the loading of the dishwasher.
When it was complete both stood and admired the now tidy counter space.

"Nice work. Thanks," said Lance turning to face Ryan, alone with him for
the first time. Their eyes met again. Lance's hand reached out to touch
Ryan's cock and the boy stood still and raised no objection.  Lance took
Ryan's hand and placed it on his own cock and let the boy feel him. This
confirmed what the photograph had said.

About then there were sounds from the dining area and it seemed appropriate
to return.  When, at last, the conversation began to fade, Owen was the
first to announce he was going to bed and Adrian agreed that they had a
long day and they would retire too. With that the room cleared and Adrian
and Ryan ascended to their room.

***


The next day was Saturday and Adrian wanted to see an old merchant's house,
a mansion really, by the river, that had recently been renovated and opened
to the public as a museum. They left early while it was cool and to avoid
the crowd and arrived at 10am just as it opened. There were alone and they
spent an hour looking at the rooms that spoke of an elegant life of
nineteenth century luxury. The owner, a European, must have led a life of
privilege, attended by an abundance of servants. Adrian believed it was his
obligation to introduce Ryan to new things and educate him in the subjects
he knew best. Ryan showed interest in the architecture and the decor and
asked sensible questions.  The mansion fronted the river and was surrounded
by extensive grounds, so when they felt that had done the museum justice,
they walked out to a terrace under the shadow of a gigantic tree and with a
view of the boats plying their ways along the water. Now there were now
just decaying piles. Once there would have been wharves bustling with
products from all over Asia : silks and porcelains from China, cotton cloth
and opium from India, spices from Ambon, as well as teak logs and rice from
other parts of Siam being loaded and unloaded from waiting ships.

As Adrian imagined this scene from the past, he could see that something
was troubling Ryan and he thought he knew what it was. He waited patiently
for Ryan to speak and offered little suggestions that he thought might help
Ryan unburden himself but he did not. So they found a place to have lunch
then headed back to the house. There they had the place to themselves as
both Lance and Owen had gone out. They lay down on their mattresses to rest
and, when Ryan still would not speak, Adrian rolled onto his side and slid
his hand up Ryan's pakama, took hold of the small testicles and said, "I
want you to tell me what is bothering you."

This was not an initiation for sex but to make Ryan speak. When Adrian held
him like this he knew it was important and he couldn't be anything else but
truthful. He hesitated at first, but when he began to speak his thoughts
poured out.  He admitted that Lance had touched him the night before and he
had felt Lance but only because Lance had taken his hand and placed it on
his cock. He was almost in tears when he admitted he imagined sucking
him. He was begging for forgiveness when Adrian stopped him.

"They both want you," he declared to Ryan's shocked surprise. Adrian went
on to say that he had spoken to Owen and Lance and they both wanted him to
sleep with them.

"But they are not lovers," Ryan said, trying to make sense out of what he
had just heard.

"No, that is true. They are not interested sexually in each other but
sometimes, for something very special, they do things together Ð and you
are something special."  Ryan was silent so Adrian continued.

"So the question is, do you want to be with them? They are both very nice
people who I trust and they will be kind to you and not hurt you, and of
course you would have my blessing if you want to be with them."

Ryan began to find words. "Do they both want to fuck me?" he asked

"Well, we did not go into specifics, but I think I can say "yes" they both
do. I know them well and they are both just like me." Ryan did not answer
so Adrian continued. "If you want to do it, I will help you prepare and I
will be here just down the hallway if you need me."

Ryan did not speak but he was erect now and it was not just because Adrian
was cupping his balls.

"Do you?" Adrian persisted. "You don't have to if you are frightened or for
any other reason."

"I want to." Ryan finally spoke.

"Yes, I thought so," said Adrian. "Now you had better save yourself for
later but right now you can suck me."

***


That evening Adrian helped Ryan prepare himself.  He showered him and
shaved him as Owen particularly liked smooth boys and Ryan wanted to
please. Adrian also made sure he was clean inside too as both men were
meticulous.

When he was ready, Adrian gave him a pakama to wrap around his waist, a
kiss and then sent him off down the hallway as arranged to Lance's room.

Ryan tapped gently on the door and heard Lance call him in.  Lance wore
just a pakama and his slim chest was bare. A line of hair ran up his
abdomen from navel but his torso was mostly smooth, displaying build of a
distance runner with long legs and firm sinewy muscles.  The room was
shuttered and sparsely furnished with only a thin sleeping mattress on the
polished wood floor.  He smiled and beckoned Ryan to approach him. He held
in his hand a string attached to a small talisman.

"This will keep you safe and make you strong," he said as he tied it around
Ryan's slender waist.  Ryan looked at the small talisman as saw it was a
small silver cock and balls.  He was delighted by the gift and the
sentiment that accompanied it. Thais have charms intended for many purposes
and this was to ensure virility and energy.

Lance loosened Ryan's pakama and let it fall to the floor around Ryan's
ankles so that he stood naked before the man

"You are very beautiful," he declared making Ryan squirm with
embarrassment. Lance gazed at the boy's slim frame and tiny penis now quite
shrunken by nervousness to a small nub. Lance reach out to caress the
smooth hairless genitalia with reverence and obvious delight. Ryan did not
react but was now trembling noticeably and Lance was concerned that he
might bolt.

Lance untucked his pakama and let it fall to the floor revealing his 14 cm
(5.5 inch) cock. It was relatively small, perhaps two inches longer than
Ryan's but not that much thicker. It had a very long foreskin that closed
over the head to form a long lip. To Ryan, it looked almost pencil-like.

Ryan instinctively fell to his knees and, with his eyes only, begged for
permission to suck this new exotic toy. Lance pressed the back of the boy's
head and directed it to his cock.  Ryan moistened his lips with saliva
before taking the head of Lance's cock into his mouth and began to suck him
earnestly. Because it was so thin Ryan found that he could take it deeply
down his throat with ease. He continued to look up expectantly for
directions but all he received was praise. Ryan had already tasted the flow
of pre-cum before Lance stopped him, noticing that he had not yet become
erect.

"I think Owen should see you just like this," said Lance. "Is that okay
with you?" he added to be sure that Ryan approved. Lance took Ryan's arms
and raised him to a standing position and took him by the hand led him to
the door and down the hallway to Owen's room. He tapped gently then opened
the door. Owen had been seated at a desk but rose up.  He too wore only a
sleeping pakama but his broad muscular wrestler's chest was covered in a
dense mat of dark hair so that hardly any skin was visible on his torso.
He smiled warmly at Ryan's nakedness making him feel suddenly modest and
instinctively move his hand to cover his genitals.

"Don't cover your lovely body," Owen intoned and Ryan quickly moved his
hands to his side remembering both Neil and Adrian's admonitions not to
hide himself in their presence. Lance still held Ryan's hand and now he led
him over to Owen and they embraced with the boy between them. It was an
incredible feeling for Ryan to be clasped in the arms of these two handsome
mature men. His face was pushed into the hairy jungle of Owen's chest while
Lance pressed against him from behind. The pressure of Lance's thighs and
hard cock told him he wanted to fuck him and Ryan pressed back as a way of
signalling his consent.

It was Owen who moved first and stepped back to loosen his pakama that
slipped to the floor to reveal his monstrously thick, torpedo-shaped cock
with a smaller tapering head. It was fully 24 cm (9.5 inches) long, so even
longer than Neil's. It was even thicker than Adrian's cock.

Adrian had warned him but still Ryan was shocked at the sight. However he
felt the irrepressible compulsion to pay it homage. He sank to his knees as
he had done for Lance and kissed the head. He licked it and then opened his
mouth to take it inside. When he tried to take it deeper the thick middle
of the shaft filled his whole mouth and he gagged. Owen was always
understanding of the difficulties young men had with his very large cock
and he was patient. He nodded his appreciation at the effort that Ryan was
making.

Lance meanwhile began to occupy himself using a finger to massage Ryan's
small, puckered entrance while his other hand stroked Ryan's cock.

Owen was impressed with Ryan's ardour and sank to the floor onto the
sleeping mats taking the other two with him. After Lance had lubricated his
cock and Ryan's sphincter, he positioned himself to enter from behind.
Ryan took Lance's thin cock without difficulty as he continued to minister
to Owen. Lance came comparatively quickly then, when he had extracted
himself, he set about preparing Ryan for the next endeavour which would be
more difficult.  Owen was on his back while Lance took control and
manoeuvred Ryan to sit astride his friend.

Ryan immediately understood because Neil had taught him to ride him
occasionally. This position allowed Ryan to have control over
penetration. Lance wanked him until he almost came. Then Lance took Owen's
cock and directed it to Ryan's hole, from which some of Lance's cum now
leaked. Ryan felt the pressure of the tapering head and almost panicked
when he could not accommodate the much broader shaft.

"Chew this," Lance said offering Ryan a leaf, taking one himself to assure
him it was okay.  Ryan chewed the leaf at and the first sensation was
bitterness, which caused saliva to flood into his mouth. Then a kind of
sweetness replaced it and finally, Ryan felt a warmth flooding through his
whole body.  His muscles relaxed and the head of Owen's cock slipped into
him.  There was a moment of sharp pain as the muscles momentarily
contracted and then released. Ryan found that as he rocked himself on
Owen's cock, slowly, inch by inch he was able to lower himself further and
further till it all disappeared into him. He felt an elation and fullness
that was unsurpassed. Then he was gyrating and twisting, then lifting and
pressing down to the most agreeable sensation. He kind of lost himself in a
trance but he was aware that Lance was fondling him and pressing his cock
to his lips to suck till he ejaculated over Owen's hairy chest and the cum
disappeared into the undergrowth.

At length Ryan felt Owen's cock pulsing and he knew he was shooting jets of
cum deep inside him, while at the same time Lance came in his mouth.  With
all the exertion, they collapsed in a sweating pile as Owen's cock shrank
and slipped slowly out of Ryan's hole.

Owen and Lance fell into a doze almost immediately but Ryan was still too
excited. The two men stretched out on the sleeping mats. Some dim lamps
illuminated the room and give enough light for Ryan to see their sleeping
forms. Lance faced him with his arm lying over Ryan's waist. Ryan gently
slid from under it and sat up. Lance's thin cook was still a little bloated
and a thread of cum hung from the tip of his long foreskin. Without
disturbing him Ryan took some of the cum on his finger and raised it to his
lips to taste again. Ryan could now see that Lance's body hair consisted
only of a line down his abdomen connecting to the dense growth around the
base of his cock. However, the balls were comparatively hairless. Ryan had
developed a fascination for this part of the male body and he studied this
feature like a student of anatomy, fixing every part into his memory. Never
before had he had the opportunity to study different men close up, other
than of course Neil and Adrian.

Ryan then turned to the sleeping Owen and marvelled at the forest of hair
that tangled on his chest and at the positive jungle that surrounded his
genitals. The man's cock was soft now but still impressively big and fat as
it hung over his thigh. It tapered towards the head which was small and
triangular rather than bulbous. Ryan realised that Owen was circumcised
like Finn had been, with no foreskin to retract and form a protective
sheath now that he was soft. Ryan knew about circumcision but in Malaysia
this was associated with Muslims. Neil had explained to him that
circumcision was popular in many cultures, with some claiming supposed
health benefits. Ryan hated the idea of circumcision. He liked playing with
his foreskin and loved when Neil and now Adrian played with it, stretching
it and nibbling it to tease him. As Ryan scrutinised Owen's cock, he felt
sorry for its nakedness but wondered how the head had penetrated him. He
thought that the tapering probably helped him to be able to stretch and
take all of the thick cock. When it was inside him it felt so good and he
hoped one day to feel the sensation again. He would have many questions to
ask Adrian.

He was so aroused by his observation that he realised he was erect
again. So, looking intently at the cocks of the two men, Ryan masturbated
to another climax. He was careful to catch all the cum in his hand and eat
it. He now felt tired and curled up between the two men with his face near
Lance's cock and his butt nestled near Owen's cock. He soon fell asleep.

***


Ryan woke with a raging thirst. The room was shuttered and now
dark. Someone had woken and turned out the lights and then covered them
with light sleeping sheets. He managed to gently extricate himself from the
tangle of arms, legs, leaking cocks and bodies and searched for his pakama
before he realised he had left it in Lance's room.  He stood unsteadily and
walked to the door, conscious he was holding inside him the two precious
gifts he had received. He found the door knob and peered out into the empty
hallway then made his way naked to the top of the stairs. Some light from
the living room saw him safely to the bottom where he turned into the
kitchen and quenched his thirst from a bottle of water from the
refrigerator. Tap water wasn't safe to drink.

Satisfied he left the kitchen and, looking through the living room windows,
he saw that the garden was filled with a silvery light.  The moon was full,
and almost directly overhead, and it seemed to bathe the outside world in a
kind of magical radiance. Ryan moved to the door and slid open the screen
and the coolness of the night air caressed his naked body. Outside,
surrounded by the fecundity of nature, it was as if he could feel the
moonlight entering and energising him. He took a few steps on the flat
stones towards the pond. In the middle, rising on a stalk above the water,
was a perfect white waterlily opening its petals to the moon in the
expectation of entrancing a moth to sample its perfume and bring pollen to
fertilise it. Ryan stood entranced taking in the scene and he realised it
had given him an erection.

So enraptured, he did not hear Adrian approach behind him. Adrian had been
sitting in the living room absorbing the beauty beyond the walls.  He had
heard Ryan on the stairs, saw him go to the kitchen to drink then be drawn
to the window by the beauty of the night.  He had not spoken so as to
disturb Ryan's wonder that had entranced him before. Now the scene of the
naked boy bathed in the moonlight was too much. He silently followed Ryan's
steps and then the boy caught his familiar scent an instant before the
loving arms enfolded him. Ryan gasped "Adrian" at the unexpected
encounter. He turned and they kissed. Ryan whispered almost inaudibly "Fuck
me", but the words were not necessary.

Adrian was already erect. He let his pakama drop and holding his cock
directed it to the boy's wet and recently vacated hole. Standing, he
entered the boy with ease, and together in the moonlight they writhed and
twisted in a wild animalistic rut. It was as if Adrian vented his
frustration at the cuckolding and Ryan begged for forgiveness for his
infidelity. Neither, in truth, was the case but the sentiment lay lodged
deep down and needed to be expunged. It was as Adrian ejaculated and
mingled his cum with that of Lance and Owen. At the same moment Ryan's cock
shot an arc of semen that fell in the pond. This time it was not
retrievable but fed the fishes that lived there. Adrian stayed inside Ryan
as they stood like statues in the moonlight, now reconnected and reconciled
but unaware that they were observed by Owen and Lance from the window
above.

***


The next day was Sunday and Adrian and Ryan slept late. When the finally
rose, they found a breakfast prepared for them but Owen and Lance had risen
earlier and gone for a long run as was their routine on Sundays.

At about the time Adrian and Ryan had finished their meal, Owen and Lance
returned.  They appeared and, invigorated by the strenuous exercise, they
greeted their guests full of smiles. Their t-shirts and shorts were
drenched with sweat and Ryan could not help but notice, within the folds of
fabric Owen's shorts the vague torpedo shape of the cock that he had so
proudly taken the night before. Owen noticed the look and silently accepted
the compliment he had been paid.  Lance leaned over and gave Ryan a sweaty
kiss and addressing Adrian told him what a beautiful boy he had. The first
meeting thereby passed smoothly and all felt at once at ease.

It was Owen and Lance's habit to go to a day spa once a month. As this was
the appointed day, they invited Adria and Ryan to accompany them.  The spa
was located in an international hotel on Sathorn Road not far from where
they were located.  Ryan had never been to such a place and was not
acquainted with facial, body scrubs, manicures, pedicures, hot tubs and
steam rooms but he would learn this day.

At the spa, Owen and Lance were greeted by name and it was clear that the
staff knew them well.  They introduced their guests, Adrian and Ryan, and
were shown to a private suite that would be theirs for the day. This was a
legitimate spa and a discrete sign in the lobby had indicated that nudity
was not permitted. There were many other places in Bangkok that allowed
nudity, and provided many other services, but this was not one of them.
This spa catered mostly to well-heeled tourists and locals where modesty
was expected.  Nevertheless, Ryan noticed that all of the people who served
them were handsome young men.

When they were seated comfortably in the lounge areas of their suite, they
were served cool herbed teas and shown a menu of the services that were
offered.  Owen and Lance took a regular set of services and Adrian agreed
they would take the same.  First, they would shower and steam then a soak
in a warm spa. This would be followed by a body massage and a period of
rest. Next would be a light meal followed by a haircut, facial, manicure,
pedicure and a foot massage.  There would be a final last snack and a
chance to relax with a rehydrating drink. It all sounded like something
from another world to Ryan who had never experienced such pampering in his
life.

They were provided with a pakama that they were expected to wear throughout
but in the process of scrubbing, showering, soaking and primping Owen
managed to let Ryan see his large cock. Ryan immediately got an erection
but he managed to hide it till he could cool himself down. The whole
experience was very relaxing and sedate with the staff's skilled hands
creating relaxation while without artfully avoiding stimulation during body
scrubs and massages. Ryan did notice however that at one point, when Lance
was being massaged by a particularly pretty boy, his hand slid
surreptitiously up the boy's pakama and felt his genitals. The boy giggled
and gave Lance a playful slap. It was clear that they were on good terms
and in fact meet at other venues.

They emerged in the middle of the afternoon fully relaxed but revitalised
and, with the various grooming they had received looking, as fluffed and
fit as they could be.

It was Adrian and Ryan's last night in Bangkok as they would fly back to
Krabi in in the morning. Considering the exertion of the previous night and
the relaxing pampering at the spa, all looked forward to a quiet evening at
home. Lance cooked another delicious meal and they enjoyed their last hours
together as firm friends and, with Ryan now fully a part of the quartet,
they resolved to meet again soon.



To be continued