Date: Thu, 15 Feb 2024 08:01:29 +0000 From: paraxbkk Subject: Cambodian Hard Candy Chapter 1 Chapter 1 - It was confusing to say the least. I was at the address the boy in Bangkok had written down, but I assumed it would be some sort of night venue, but I was standing in front of what seemed to be a auto repair shop. The address and the boy's name were the only thing on the piece of paper. What to do? It was nine in the evening, but there were still a bunch of local people hanging around a car in the garage. After a few moments of hesitence I decided to step in and approach them. I tried to make eye contact with the young mechanics, but before I could say something, one of them pointed to a room in the back. When I approached it I noticed that the door was open and there was a European looking man inside, must have been in his mid-thirties. Not at all the type of person I'd expected here in this shady garage. This person looked more like a middle manager at some smalltown bank or something. 'Car trouble?' the man said in what I figured was a German or Swiss accent. Car trouble. No, I didn't have car trouble. Wasn't it obvious from how lost and out of place I must have seemed in this place? Then again, the same could be said for the man. 'Uhh, no. Mark from Bangkok gave me this address. But I guess he made a mistake. I'm looking for a bar. My apologies.' The man looked up and his eyes began to scan me. A, what I interpreted to be, naughty smile appeared on his face. 'No Sir, you're not looking for a bar. You're looking for paradise. And you came to exactly the right place. CHAN?!' The unexpected shout at the end startled me, but I realized he called for one of the mechanics as I could see the beefiest of the bunch making his way to the office. With a hand gesture, he invited me properly into the office. The mechanic quickly followed and closed both the door and the blinds. 'Sir, will you allow us to do a security check?' asked the European. I nodded. The mechanic didn't hesitate and began to frisk every inch of me. He asked me to remove my shoes and unbutton my shirt. All firm and decisive, but with the utmost politeness. After the frisking was done, he grabbed what I assumed was some sort of metal detector and again checked every part of my body. The whole ordeal was extremely thorough and took about five minutes. The mechanic left the room after he was done and gave a nod to the European before he stepped out and closed the door behind him. 'Sir, I deeply apologize for this inconvenient but necessary way of welcoming you. I trust that you by now understand that I indeed do know why you are here. And that certain precautions have to be in place. Now, our service is one of a kind and only for a select few. You have found your way here, albeit with an, I must say, unexpected referral. But you are here and that means I can offer you a chance to be one of those lucky few.' My throat went dry and my heart was racing. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins. I wanted to pinch myself. This was not at all what I expected, but at the same time exactly what I expected. I listened carefully to every word the man said, hoping it would make him get to the point faster. I couldn't wait for what might be next, but here he was talking like we were at a notary appointment. 'Now, before I continue I will require your identification and the immediate payment of the registration fee, which is the equivalent of a hundred thousand dollars in bitcoin. In case you do not possess bitcoin at this time, we have a nice and clean laptop available which you are free to use to convert some of your assets. Bitcoin is the only form of payment we accept, I'm afraid. And we recommend to have an equivalent of one to fifty million dollars at hand if you decide to proceed after the full introduction. It all depends on which service you'd like to use, and for which duration of frequency, of course.' A hundred thousand dollars? On the spot? Damn. I'd expected the rates to be significantly higher than what I would pay for a bar boy in Thailand, or even the US. But these rates are out-of-this-world. Okay, I'm well-off, but nowhere near fifty million. Half, at max. Then again, it is an out-of-this-world experience I'm looking for. And it's not like I'm going to spend the money on much else... 'Sir, I kindly have to urge you to make a decision. This train is at the station for the briefest of moments. In fact, I will need your decision right now. If you decide to register, I will ask Chan to prepare the car so we can visit our, shall I say more comforable, establishment. If you decide to not take this any further, we'll forget about all of this. But do note that you will not be allowed to visit our shop again. It's now or never.' 'NOW' I say with more force than I wanted. 'I would like to register.' The man provided me with a laptop and gave me the privacy to transfer the requested assets. What the fuck was I doing. I didn't even know this guys name, and now I was about to convert my money into bitcoin and transfer it to an anonymous account. Was this the scam of the century? What an easy prey. I could just stick to fucking moneyboys. They could fullfil most of my fantasies at a fraction of the cost. But it's the other fantasies I need fullfilled. The dark, the extreme. I figured I had nothing to lose and got the finances in order. I converted most of my assets into bitcoin and transfered the hunderd grant. It must have worked, because mere seconds later the European entered the office again. 'Thank you so much for your service, Mister F. You may call me Pierre, but we only use initials when addressing clients, for privacy. If you could kindly follow me, Chan has prepared our ride. Our team will do the final checks while we make our way to our main venue'. I followed Pierre to a car in the garage that was already running and had the backdoors open. The car looked nothing fancy from the outside, but had a luxurious interior. There was a bottle of champagne ready in the middle. Pierre and I each took a seat. As the doors closed I noticed that the side and back windows were tainted. But not in the usual outside-in direction, but inside out. I couldn't see anything, not even to the front because there was a divider between the front and back seats. As Pierre poured me a glass of champagne, he continued his introduction. 'Mister F., you are indeed a lucky person. It rarely happens that someone is referred by a former employee of ours. You see, the employees are well aware that there is lots at stake if they refer the wrong person. A mistake on their behalf would cost them and their family dearly. Which is why despite the potential financial gain, they don't take the risk. I'm sure I don't need to elaborate on what those consequences would be precisely. It's the same reason why there's no need for you to sign any paperwork. There is no room for error. There are no courts that would rule in anyone's favor were a dispute to happen. There's only 'in' and 'out'. But we are delighted to welcome you in, Mister F.' He raised his flute and I answered his toast. He continued... 'Now, while we are on our way, our investigative team is checking out your identity. In fact, while you were making the payment they already provided me with the basics. I know your name of course, mister F., that you're 33 years old, six feet and two inches tall, 160 pounds, born in Massachusets but currently residing in San Francisco. Unmarried. And quite successful professionally, having sold the tech company that you founded for a more than respectable sum. At some point during this ride I will be informed of any past or current personal or business relations we should be aware of, of your medical history, and of any potential red flags that could lead to our inner circle rejecting you as a member. But not to worry, that rarely happens to those who make it this far.' Business or personal relations. I couldn't think why that would cause issues. But my medical history, that could be a different story. After having been diagnosed with a degenerative disease that will cripple me within a year or sooner, I figured I had nothing left to lose. I was still in top shape, an athlete's body. But the first signs of what's ahead were starting to show more and more often. I decided shortly after the diagnosis that I would end it all before it got too far. I promised to have fun with no holds barred before that moment arrived. I felt I was now allowed to be selfish. To take what was there to take, in the little time left. If I hurt others along the way, so be it. At least they had their lives still ahead of them. After what felt like close to an hour in the car, Pierre got a call and answered it in a language I didn't recognize or understand. 'I'm glad to be allowed to officially welcome you into the inner circle, Mister F' Pierre said after he call ended. 'The green light has been given and we will take you to our main location now, which will take about fifteen more minutes. We refer to the location as 'the hub'. It's a place to relax. There's a library, a cocktail bar, a club area, and a dungeon. And there are plenty of private rooms of course, equiped with spacious showers and bath tubs, and stocked with an abundance of gear. Anything that our clients could possibly like to play with when they interact with our merchandise. Which I am now finally at liberty at to talk about.' I don't know if it was the champagne, which Pierre had been topping up during the ride, or the words he was speaking, but I felt light-headed and dizzy. It was overwhelming. Ever since stepping into that garage I was on a rollercoaster ride and I was unsure if it was leading me to hell or to heaven. Or perhaps both. The hub is open to members 24/7. At any time, there will be merchandise available. These are boys aged 12 to 15, all well-trained and experienced to satisfy any pleasure you might have. The boys provide clients with complimentary massages, and for entertainment purposes they will regularly interact with each other when they are not in the service of a client. On Sundays and Tuesdays, it will be brothers interacting with each other. On Mondays and Thursdays there are regular fetish shows. We have watersports on Wednesdays. And on Saturdays there is a dog show, which is arguably the most popular I must say.' I was rock hard as Pierre was talking. My dizzy mind couldn't keep up with imagining all these scenes Pierre was describing. I wanted to see it all. Pierre handed me a phone. 'This is your personal device, Mister F. Keep it safe. It has the week's schedule stored, as well as announcements, the merchandise roster, and of course the available packages. Your bitcoin account is preloaded, so it will be easy for you to keep track of your credits and spend. The boys you'd like to interact with at the hub cost fifty thousand dollars for 12 hours. You are free to use them at any place within the hub you like, public or private. If you'd like other guests to join in, or they invite you to join in their session, the cost is 25k per additional participating client. The merchandise cannot be transfered, and is not allowed to cannot leave the hub, so any remaining hours upon your departure are forfeited. With the 50k package, the merchandise must be returned in tact. Of course, if it is your preference, there are more advanced packages available for you to select on your device.' I opened the device and quickly scanned the homescreen. It was like a very basic smartphone, with just a handful of apps. Payments, news, and menu were the first things I noticed, as well as a car icon named 'shuttle'. I asked Pierre about it. 'Ah yes. You see, the hub is located at a discrete location. Clients and merchandise have no idea of the exact location. In fact, precautions are in place at both the hub and in our company vehicles to distort the gps signal of devices. This all to ensure the safety and privacy of our clients, and to protect our operation. Whenever you'd like to visit the hub or any of our other locations, the shuttle app will provide you with a safe and timely ride.' The car we were in now came to a halt. 'One last thing, Mister F. The registration fee you transfered comes with a complimentary 12-hour session at the hub, which is already available to redeem on your device. You can even use it tonight if you'd like. You have also received a ten thousand dollar F&B credit. All expenses will be tracked on your device. You are now a lifetime member, but there is a monthly mininum spend of fifty thousand dollars. I'm sure, given your personal situation, that will not be a problem.' Clearly the person on the phone had informed him of my medical status. I'm glad it wasn't an issue. To be honest, I never felt as alive as right at this moment. My briefs were soaking in what must be about a bucket of precum. Was I really maybe just minutes away from living out the fantasy I'd been having for my entire adult life? To feel the entirety of my dick fill up an underage boy? To look into the scared and innocent eyes of a boy in pain and pleasure. To pump my seed deep inside him as I hold his small and hairless, but hard teenage prick. The door opened and I stepped out, knowing I was heading towards destiny.