Date: Fri, 21 Dec 2018 17:16:40 +0000 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Wesley 20 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional. It is set in Malaysia and contains descriptions of sexual interactions between a Chinese teenager and adult males, mostly caucasian. Feedback encourages me to write more. Please send comments to colin4men@gmail.com and I will reply as quickly as possible. Bill WESLEY Chapter 20 The flight was half way to Bangkok when Wesley asked what they were going to do in Pattaya. "I mean apart from having lots of sex. I know it's a beach resort and it's famous for having lots of go-go bars, massage parlours and stuff like that. I'm too young to get into bars." "We can have fun without going into bars," said Chris. "What kind of fun?" Wesley was interested to know what Chris had planned. "I thought we could visit the gay beach at Jomtien. You are not too young to visit a beach," said Chris. "Imagine the attention you would get from the men there as you walked up and down in your speedos." Wesley smiled and his cock began to stiffen at the thought of dozens of gay men ogling him. "And if we were to walk along the beach together holding hands or with my arm around your shoulder, you can imagine what they will be thinking," Chris added. "That I am your toy-boy." Wesley grinned. "My cock would be stiff inside my speedos." "The men will be drooling wishing they could see it properly." Chris smiled. "Fancy doing that?" "Oh, yes. What else?" asked Wesley. "Well, let me think," said Chris. "I know. You could get changed on the beach one day and..." he winked..."accidentally drop your towel and let the men nearby see you fully naked." "I love that idea." Wesley smiled. "Then you can take me back to the hotel room and fuck me." Wesley became impatient as he and Chris waited in a long queue at immigration but soon they were in a car and on their way to Pattaya. Check-in at their hotel went smoothly and then Wesley admired the king-size bed in their room. "We're going to have a lot of fun in there," he said to Chris. Chris laughed. "Probably. Now shall we go down to the pool and have a swim before dinner?" "Yeah, we can check out the other guests and they can check me out in my little red speedos," replied Wesley. *** After some early morning sex and a leisurely breakfast, Chris and Wesley found a songthaew (shared taxi) to take them to Jomtien. "It will get hot later and we don't want to get sunburnt. We need to find somewhere in the shade," Chris said as they walked onto the beach. "We're lucky it's not too busy yet." Loungers were hired in a large area shaded by beach umbrellas. There was a cafe within easy walking distance but Chris was aware that strolling vendors would come along offering drinks and snacks. Wesley was happy because most of the men already settled around them were middle-aged or older tourists. He stripped off his t-shirt and shorts while Chris spread out the towels. "I thought you might wear those ones today," Chris said when he noticed the speedos that Wesley was wearing. "Yes, these are the ones you bought for me in Australia," Wesley said with a grin. He lowered his voice and added, "The ones that are virtually see-through when wet." "They are perfect for a little exhibitionist...sorry, sexhibitionist...like you," Chris responded. "Now come here and let me apply some sunblock." With Chris's hands touching him and several men nearby looking at him, it wasn't long before Wesley got an erection. He made no attempt to hide it and noticed a few men nudging and whispering to their neighbours, which resulted in more men looking at him. Wesley smiled and squeezed himself before lying down with his legs spread. "I can see you're having fun," Chris said as he lay down. "Yes, and I'm going to let more men see my stiffy later," said Wesley. Less than ten minutes later, Wesley sat up and announced, "I'm hot and want a dip in the sea." "Go on then. I'll wait here," said Chris. Wesley stood up and adjusted the erection in his speedos. Then he walked slowly through the crowd and then ran into the sea. Wesley swam and splashed about in the sea for about five minutes before he came ashore and waved at Chris. Chris smiled as he watched Wesley walk slowly through the rows of beach umbrellas towards him. The cool water had managed to get rid of the boy's erection but the cock was still semi-hard and clearly visible through the almost see-through white fabric of the low-cut swim briefs. "Do you know how many pairs of eyes were following you just now?" he asked when Wesley finally arrived stretched out face-down on the lounger beside him. "Dozens, I hope." Wesley grinned. "I took my time and let them all see as much of me as possible while remaining decent." Chris nodded. "Pretty much every guy here was watching you, Wes. You're a real tease, especially in those see-through swimmers." "Pity they are hiding their hard cocks from me." Wesley laughed. "When you left to go into the sea just now, see that man with the beard over there..." Chris pointed to a chubby man in baggy dark blue board shorts. "He's American, by the way. He stopped by on the way to the loo and said I was a lucky bastard having you." Wesley laughed. "He is telling the truth!" Chris ignored the comment and went on. "He told me of a go-go bar in the Sunee Plaza area where they are not too strict in enforcing the age limit. Fancy going along after dinner and seeing what's on offer?" "Yes, that would be fun," replied Wesley. "Is anyone still watching me?" "One or two are admiring your cute little bum," replied Chris. Wesley smiled and turned onto his back. "Now they can look at my stiff cock again," he said as he widened his legs. "You should get a hard-on and let them see the size of your monster cock. They would be spunking off at the thought of you fucking me." Chris laughed. "You are incorrigible!" The pair snacked on fruit and various other foodstuffs bought from vendors while enjoying a relaxing time. When Wesley went off to the nearby toilets, he returned with the front of his speedos soaking wet and see-through. "What happened?" Chris asked, looking slightly worried. Wesley smiled. "I splashed water on them so that I could give the men a good show." Chris rolled his eyes and lay back down. *** Wesley was horny when they returned to the hotel but Chris refused him sex. "You can jerk off if you really need to cum but I think we should wait until after we have been to the go-go bar. With luck, there will be something there to make us both horny." Wesley pouted for a moment but then said, "I suppose that makes sense. You might be too old to cum a second time." That remark caused Chris to look annoyed. Wesley laughed and said, "Sorry. I was wrong to make a joke about your age." "Maybe I am too old to take you on trips like this," said Chris. "No! Not at all," said Wesley. He then planted kisses all over the man's face. "I like the fact that you are older than my father. You are big and strong and very sexy." Chris laughed. "Don't go over the top, Wes." Wesley smiled and sat in Chris's lap with an arm around his neck. "Well, it's true. You are hot." He took Chris's hand and placed it on his crotch. "Feel how hard I get whenever I'm with you." Chris squeezed and then said, "I guess I could suck you off before we go for dinner." Wesley immediately jumped up and pulled off his briefs. "I'm all yours," he said, pointing his cock towards Chris. The cock was soon engulfed in the man's warm mouth. Hands squeezed the firm young buttocks as the oral pleasuring continued. Then a fingertip started to tease Wesley's pussy lips, causing him to moan and push back. "Stick it in me," he begged. Chris's finger probed deeper. Not having been lubricated, the finger didn't slide in without some discomfort but Wesley didn't care. He just needed something in his pussy. Wesley's moans became louder as Chris began to finger-fuck him. "Oh, I'm going to cum," was heard a few minutes later. A cry accompanied the first shot of cum into Chris's mouth. Wesley shuddered as he unloaded and then he fell forward against Chris. "Are you okay?" Chris asked. Wesley straightened up and smiled. "Yeah. That was a good one. I don't normally cum as hard from a blowjob." He then kissed Chris fiercely before adding, "Thanks." "My pleasure," said Chris as he eased his finger from the boy's arsehole. "I love your sweet cum." "I hope to eat your cum later, after your cock has fucked my pussy and made me cum again," Wesley responded with a smile. "We'll see. Now let's shower and get dressed for dinner," said Chris. *** Dinner was followed by a leisurely walk along Beach Road. They sat for a while and enjoyed an ice cream before heading off to Sunee Plaza. Wesley was surprised by the number of gay bars in the area and was pleased when they found the one recommended by the bearded American. Chris put an arm around Wesley and led him inside. They were greeted by a small Thai man wearing a dark suit, shirt and tie. The man looked at Wesley and spoke to him sharply in Thai. "I'm sorry. I don't understand," Wesley said. The man bowed to Wesley. "I apologise. I thought you were a boy from another bar." He then looked at Chris and said, "Sorry, sir. Let me find you a good table." "Did he think I was a rentboy?" Wesley whispered to Chris as they followed the man. Chris nodded. "I think he did. You do almost look Thai." The man took their drinks order and advised them that there would be a strip show starting in thirty minutes. Chris and Wesley looked at the tiny stage where eight teenagers wearing only white briefs and a number danced...or shuffled around...while smiling at the customers. "What are the numbers for?" Wesley asked. "If you want chat to a boy or take a boy off for sex, you use the number to identify the one you want to the boss," explained Chris. "You pay the bar a fee but the boy will expect payment too." "Oh. Do you fancy any of the boys?" asked Chris. "You are the cutest boy here. Why would I want anyone else?" Chris answered. Wesley smiled, happy with Chris's comment. He looked around and saw that he was by far the youngest customer present. There were a few Thai boys in white briefs sitting with customers but not many others under forty. "It's not very exciting," he said to Chris. "You're right. I hope the strip show is worth waiting for," said Chris. Eventually the man who had greeted them went onto the stage and made an announcement in Thai and then in English. The strip show was about to begin. The first to appear on stage was a light-skinned Thai, possibly with some Chinese ancestry, in his early twenties. He had a number on a wristband so Wesley knew he was available to rent just like the dancers. The strip was quite sensual and Chris couldn't help become aroused but Wesley wasn't impressed. To Wesley's further disappointment, the young man had a small dick and was only semi-erect when naked. "He's got a nice bum," was Chris's comment. The second guy looked fairly similar but was probably only 18 or 19. The third guy impressed Wesley much more. He was darker-skinned and from the Isaan area according to the presenter. He was probably in his mid-twenties, more muscular in build and, to Wesley's delight, presented an 8 inch (20 cm) erection when he finally peeled off his briefs. "I wouldn't mind him fucking me," Wesley whispered to Chris. A younger guy appeared next and Chris doubted if he was any older than 15. "He's definitely underage but he seems to be popular with the audience," he whispered to Wesley. The next two guys were about the same age and just as popular. The presenter came on stage and hoped everyone had enjoyed the show. "As usual we invite members of the audience to come on stage and strip off in return for a free round of drinks," he said to much laughter. "No? I didn't think so," the presenter said with a smile. "I'll do it!" Wesley stood up and waved at the presenter. "Wesley! You can't!" Chris told him. "Why not? They won't see much more than the guys on the beach," Wesley said. "Please let me do it. It will be fun." The presenter was suddenly standing in front of Chris and Wesley. "Do you seriously want to do this?" he asked, looking at Wesley and then at Chris. "Please allow me," Wesley begged. Chris sighed. "I don't know if this is legal but is it safe?" he asked the presenter. "It will be safe. I will have the door locked until he is finished so nobody who might be shocked and report it will be able to enter," replied the presenter. The man then looked at Wesley and said, "You can only undress. It is okay if you have an erection but don't touch it or do anything sexual. There is a local politician in the audience and he could close us down if you go too far." Wesley nodded. "Okay. I will just strip off." The man nodded and led Wesley onto the stage. "Gentlemen. For the first time in many weeks we have a young man willing to strip off for our pleasure. Give him a round of applause!" Wesley smiled as he walked to the centre of the stage. Spotlights were on him so he couldn't see anyone in the audience clearly but he knew there had to be at least fifty men looking at him. Music started up and Wesley swayed in time to the music much like the earlier strippers. Then he began to undress. It wasn't very graceful but the audience didn't mind. Shoes and socks were quickly discarded. Wesley unbuttoned his shorts and then very slowly he eased down the zipper. He danced with his fly open and then let the shorts fall to his feet. Stepping out of them, he turned around and let the men see his cloth-covered bum. He then faced the men again and lifted the front of his t-shirt to display the bulge in his briefs. The men nearest the front, including Chris, could see the damp patch caused by leaking pre-cum. Wesley danced a bit more and then pulled off his t-shirt. There were a few whistles from the audience when they saw Wesley in nothing more than his low-cut briefs and that turned him on even more. He pulled the front of his briefs down for a moment and flashed his stiff cock. Then he turned his back to the audience and slowly pushed his briefs down. Noise erupted when his pale bum came into full view. Even Chris, we had seen Wesley naked many times, was turned on seeing the shapely white bum standing out in contrast to Wesley's tanned legs and back. And of course Wesley was wiggling his bum at the audience. When he turned back to face the audience, Wesley had his hands covering his cock and balls. There was a cheer when he pulled his hands away and thrust his crotch forward. Wesley walked along the front of the stage waving his cock and grinning. Then he grabbed his cock and started wanking. "No!" The presenter hurried on from the side of the stage but Wesley didn't seem to hear him. "Wesley, stop!" shouted Chris. Wesley realised what he'd done and quickly took his hand from his cock before hurrying into the side of the stage to the sound of applause. Chris collected Wesley's clothes and took them to him. "Hurry up and get dressed. We're leaving before you cause any more problems." "Sorry, Chris. I forgot...and I only wanked for a minute or so," apologised Wesley. "You weren't supposed to wank at all. The man told you about their very strict rules," said Chris. The pair were almost outside when the manager caught up with them. "The politician isn't happy and wants to speak to you." "We're sorry if we caused offence but I don't think frightening a young boy is a good idea," said Chris. "Please apologise on our behalf and tell him we have already left the premises. If he still insists on seeing us, we will return tomorrow when everyone has calmed down. You can contact us here." Chris showed the man his hotel card with his name and room number." "Okay, sir. I will do as you suggest," the manager said and waved the pair off. Chris flagged down a tuk-tuk and they rode the short journey to the hotel in silence. When they reached their room, Wesley said, "Sorry. I got carried away and caused problems at the bar. You should spank me." "I think I should," said Chris. He reached out, grabbed Wesley and put him across his knees. Wesley didn't struggle and soon his shorts and briefs were down at his ankles. Chris rubbed the soft, golden globes and, despite being upset, Wesley began to get an erection. Chris raised his hand and brought it down sharply. There was a little yelp from Wesley but he didn't try to move. A soft moan followed the second hard spank. Two softer spanks followed in quick succession and Wesley ground his stiff cock against Chris's thigh. A further hard spank followed. "Your bum looks even cuter with my handprints on it," said Chris. "Yeah? Spank me some more and then take a photo so I can see," Wesley responded. Chris gave Wesley two more spanks then used his mobile phone to take a couple of pictures. "Looks good," Chris said, reviewing the photos as Wesley got to his feet. Wesley smiled when he saw them. "Maybe you should show them to that man in the bar and tell him I've been punished." Chris laughed. "Maybe I should. I have to admit that I was hard watching you on that stage and seeing all those men gawping at you." "Yeah? Can I get you hard again now?" Wesley smiled as he reached out and groped Chris. "Hard enough to fuck me?" "You bet! Get on your knees and start by sucking my cock," replied Chris. Wesley completed stripping so that he was naked to serve his man. Then he dropped to his knees and brought Chris's semi-hard cock from its confinement inside the trousers. He kissed the cock and took it into his mouth. Wesley loved to feel the cock growing as he sucked and tongued it. The room phone started to ring. "Fuck!" said Chris. "Ignore it. They will ring back if it's important," Wesley said before returning to his task of pleasuring Chris. Chris allowed Wesley to worship his cock for several minutes and then pushed him off. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck you so hard..." Wesley smiled as he climbed onto the bed. He looked over his shoulder to watch Chris undressing and said, "I want it hard tonight. I'm really horny after being naked and stiff in front of all those men." Chris didn't spend as much time on foreplay as he usually did. He didn't even lick Wesley's boy-cunt. Instead he grabbed the KY jelly and lubed the puckered hole, briefly finger-fucking some of the gel into the hole. Then he lubed up his thick 9 inch (23 cm) cock and got into position. Wesley couldn't help letting out a little scream when the cockhead burst through his sphincter. He gritted his teeth as the cock pushed deeper but he didn't lose his erection. When he felt Chris's curly pubic hair pressing against his buttocks, he knew he had taken it all. "That feels good, Chris. I need to be fucked." Chris started off slowly as usual but soon he was pounding hard and fast into the willing teen. His hands slid from Wesley's hips to his chest and grabbed hold of the erect nipples. He pinched and tugged them as he fucked, bringing whimpers of pain and pleasure from the boy. He couldn't see Wesley's cock but he knew that he'd be leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. "I'm going to cum!" Wesley cried and then let fire. Blast after blast of boy-cream landed on the bedsheets. Moments later Chris grunted and spunked off inside Wesley's arse. The pair cuddled together afterwards in satisfied silence. Eventually Wesley got up to use the bathroom and saw that an envelope had been pushed under the door. He tossed it to Chris and then hurried into the bathroom. "It's a phone message. We have to be at the bar at 3pm tomorrow," Chris stated. "Oh dear. What will happen?" Wesley asked as he climbed into the bed. "I've no idea but hopefully a sincere apology will prevent the bar losing its licence," replied Chris as he pulled Wesley close. "No point worrying about it though. Goodnight, darling." To be continued