He wrote to me from Bangkok informing me that he was going to be in Pattaya where I was. I had also been in Bangkok, but his profile had so little information that I didn’t reach out to him when I was there. It was a pleasant surprise to learn that he would be coming. Having been in Pattaya earlier, I knew that the opportunities there were mostly not to my liking, so I was open to meeting with this early forties man. His profile informed me that he was a top and had a typical Thai small frame. Since he was the one reaching out to me, that meant that if I accepted, a meeting was likely. I replied to his note, accepting his interest, declaring that I could host in my condo or travel to him while he was in Pattaya.
We managed to move our conversation to regular email where I could send him some additional pictures. There was just a picture of his cock that he sent me. Most Thai men were reasonably attractive so I didn’t worry. He seemed somewhat shy in his responses and that was also very common for Thai men. We set a date and time for him to meet me at a coffee shop or something similar near me. Because of the Covid-19 closures, there wasn’t really a good option near me so I suggested meeting at the entrance to my six building complex where we could have a neutral territory conversation in one of the gardens. Those areas were not used much by the residents, so I knew that we could easily have some privacy for conversation in the shade.
The time was approaching for his arrival and I hadn’t heard from him, so I sent an email asking about his timing. He declared that he had only just finished his work and could meet me in an hour. That was fine with me and I made a plan to meet him at the security entrance. He was only slightly late and driving a very large white SUV. I assisted in getting him through security and climbed into his vehicle at the security gate. Allen was not wearing a facial mask, but he quickly put one on and it remained fully on his face during the time that we had our outdoor conversation.
We parked easily and readily agreed on a comfortable sitting space in the shade where no one was around. He commented on how much garden space there was and I agreed that it was a good design to create all of this private open space between the buildings. I was pleased to note that he was handsome with a good build. When I commented on this, I think that he blushed, but it was undetectable with his brown skin and face mask. I asked about his work and he informed me that he was a tour guide in Bangkok and beyond which explained his good command of English. “With Covid, it’s pretty quiet now,” he bemoaned. I affirmed the lack of local tourists in Pattaya with so many residential high rise buildings dark at night. I commented that the large open air seafood restaurant about a kilometer down the beach was always crowded. He declared that it was the Thai people’s love of seafood that kept those places busy.
“What’s your favorite place in Thailand?” I asked with true interest. He declared that since he lived in Bangkok, he would, of course comment on the great temples and the palace there. “Outside of Bangkok, I like to go to Hua Hin which is only two hours from Bangkok. It’s mostly Thai people there and not very crowded,” he informed me. I knew that Hua Hin was a beach city on the Western coast of the Gulf of Thailand across the water from Pattaya.
“Do you have a ‘special’ friend in Bangkok?” I asked boldly. “I have lots of friends and know many people, but not a ‘special’ friend as you say,” he answered shyly. I asked if it were because he was shy and he declared that it took him time to be comfortable with someone. Most of his friends were straight and he was not very open about being gay. “It seems to me that much of gay life for Thai people over thirty is very hidden, but for the younger generation it’s improving,” I declared. He agreed and asked if I made a lot of friends in Thailand. I informed him that I had been very selective during the Covid-19 restrictions, but had made a good friend in Chiang Mai back in December before the virus. I told him the story of how my gay Thai professor friend had yelled at his mother when she asked about getting him a bride. Allen enjoyed the story and was very surprised at the man’s behavior. Asian men didn’t yell at their mothers. “So, do his parents know he is gay?” he asked directly. I informed him that the real conversation of coming out never took place but that the marriage subject was never broached again.
I sensed that Allen was getting comfortable with me and I asked, “Would you like to see my space?” “That’s up to you,” he demurred shyly. “Well then, let’s go,” I directed and we took the walk and elevator ride to my space. I welcomed him into the bright condo which had a very nice view to the south. He was entranced and went to the balcony before taking off his shoes. This was most surprising. When he noted that I was removing my sandals, he quickly took off his shoes and kept on his low rise, white socks which looked brand new.
He took a seat on the small sofa and I asked if he wanted some water or orange juice. I only had instant coffee and I could never offer that to a guest. He accepted a glass of water which led to him lowering and ultimately removing his surgical mask. He asked me about the places I had been in Pattaya and when I mentioned the Jomtien night market he asked if I had been to the one on Theraprasit road. I didn’t know about that one and he declared that it was the largest and best one and he suggested that I go when it would be open on the weekend. He was located up on Pratamnak hill, an area where I had stayed earlier. I asked if the Russian market were open yet and he informed me that it was still not active.
“I sometimes ask very personal questions,” I admitted. “Like how did you lose your virginity? And people answer for the most part. I figure that if they don’t want to answer they just won’t,” I continued. He didn’t take the bait and provide a story which meant I needed to be more direct. “There’s so much massage in Thailand. How often do you get a massage?” I queried. “I mostly don’t go to massage and have been only three times in my life,” he responded. I was surprised by this answer and asked about his first massage.
Allen laughed before he began the story which helped to remove his anxiety of telling me this personal experience. He had been with three male friends who wanted to go together to get a massage and they convinced him to come along. He informed them that he had never been to a salon which made them pressure him even more. They also convinced him to get an oil massage which might have the potential to be sexual. The parlor they attended didn’t use separate rooms but put cloth dividers between the tables. That meant that they would be able to hear each other but not have any visuals.
Allen informed the masseuse that he was very ticklish and asked her not to use strong pressure. It wasn’t long into the massage when the friends started hearing laughter coming from Allen and his masseuse. “What’s going on?” they wondered aloud. “I’m very ticklish,” Allen responded and now the group was enjoying the laughter as much as the massages. He didn’t get aroused by the woman and no sexual activity took place.
Allen went on to tell me that his mid fifties uncle was very fond of massage and would go once a week. On a number of occasions, he invited Allen to accompany him. Twice he relented and joined the uncle but knew to just get a foot massage where he would stay clothed and he would be exposed only from the knee down. He informed the masseuses that he was ticklish and that they needed to use just a light touch. It took great effort not to laugh and he decided not to join his uncle anymore. I enjoyed his stories and his willingness to be open with me.
I explained that I had done massage for twelve years and used Reiki. “Do you know what Reiki is?” I asked. Since he didn’t, I chose to demonstrate the way that my hands got very warm by placing my left hand on his naked smooth thigh. I could feel that the Reiki was making my hand warm and I told him that it was moving freely into his body which was a good sign.
“When was the last time that you were naked with a man?” I boldly asked. He laughed and said, “Before Covid.” “You must be very horny,” I put forward directly. “What are you suggesting?” he demurred in his usual way. “We should go into the bedroom and get naked,” I stated clearly. “Do you want to massage me?” he responded. I informed him that I could and that he might enjoy the Reiki.
I got up from the sofa and that movement pressured him to make a decision. “OK,” I heard him exhale as he chose to accept my offer. He followed me into the bedroom and I directed him to take off his clothes as I removed mine. He was reluctant to be nude but I insisted which resulted in the removal of his socks and underwear. I directed him to lay on the end of the bed face down on the towel that I had placed there. This he did without resistance.
I put some oil on my hands and placed them at the small of his back to connect with his chi. The Asian bed was low so I had to take a very wide stance to get myself low enough to properly reach him. As I moved my hands further up his back while massaging his muscles, I felt him react. I was amazed to learn that he was ticklish on his shoulders which was a first for that area for me. I tried to provide a normal type massage but there were indeed so many places on his body that were ticklish. I persisted and moved to stand by his head so that I could do long strokes along his spine down to his ass. This seemed to be OK and I sensed that the rubbing of his ass was good for him. I enjoyed the feeling of my cock pressing against his dark hair. The instant that my hand went to his sides his chuckling began.
I massaged his head to relax him as much as possible and then I climbed onto the bed to straddle his legs. I thought that I might be able to do the long strokes on his back from that direction but I was wrong. Once my hands reached his shoulders the tickle response came on. I enjoyed the fact that my semi hard cock was pressing against his smooth ass, but when I dropped my body onto him to make full contact, the chuckling increased.
I move to his legs and chose to sit on the bed with one of his legs resting on my thigh. I was able to massage all of his left leg this way and managed to massage all the way up to his balls. That seemed to have a sexual effect on him which was part of my intention. I did the same process to the second leg but mostly avoided his feet which I knew would be a problem. I stood up and asked him to turn over.
He readily complied and I was pleased to see that his typical size Thai uncut cock was very hard. I started by massaging his head and neck to help him be relaxed. While standing at his head, my cock was in a good position for him to initiate touch, but he didn’t. I moved to long strokes on his smooth chest which had only a dozen dark hairs. Every once in a while, my hands lightly grazed his hard member. I moved to massaging his legs where my hands also came in contact with his cock. When he didn’t mind, I began to massage his shaft lightly. He was not ticklish during any of the time he was face up.
I lowered myself and licked the tip of his cock that was poking out from his foreskin. He had some clear precum that he was producing. It didn’t have any taste, but it was a welcome site glistening on his penis. I slid my warm mouth over the first couple of inches of his dick and he softly moaned. He kept his arms and hands by his sides while I made the massage sexual. I hadn’t sucked a cock in weeks and I was happy to have one in my mouth. I moved into deeper sucking which was easy since he was less than six inches and not thick. This increased the muscle tension in his body, but I didn’t slow down. I continued to suck him up and down to the base until I heard him make a low growl and felt his sperm shooting up into my mouth. It was a good mouthful and I quickly swallowed some in case he was a heavy producer. I kept my mouth surrounding his cock until I felt his body relax and his dick begin to soften. I finished swallowing as I pulled my body away from his.
I lay down on the bed next to him and placed one hand on his chest saying, “Now you are more relaxed.” “So that is your massage,” he stated. I explained that it was more like a sample because the bed was low and he was so ticklish. It wasn’t long before he declared, “Can I take a shower? I want to take off the oil.” I affirmed and offered him the towel that we had used for massage. He spent about five minutes in the shower and I remained naked on the bed enjoying the memories of his blow job. He came back into the bedroom wearing the towel around his waist.
“How do you stay in shape?” he asked pleasantly. I informed him that I walked a lot and used the pool and the gym most days. He declared that Thai people didn’t walk much because of the heat and I readily agreed with that assessment. He stated that he had started running but was having problems with one of his knees. I got up from the bed and demonstrated some stretches that runners used to lengthen muscles and reduce the joint impact from running. “I had been a runner for thirty years and I used to run without stretching too, but it really helps,” I declared. I also suggested glucosamine as a supplement which definitely helped me when my long haired hippie doctor recommended it. I informed him that my medical professor in Chiang Mai didn’t think that it had any impact, but I knew that it had helped me. Allen asked me to send the name in a text. We were both of the opinion that a Thai pharmacy would have it or know where it could be obtained.
We both put on our clothes as he got ready to depart. I knew that it would be good to escort him through security back to his vehicle. When we arrived at his SUV, he offered his elbow for the new method of touch greetings. I was surprised that he didn’t offer the traditional Thai “wai” which included a respectful bow. We all seemed to be adapting to the new Covid-19 conditions.