I could tell from his profile that he was short, but it was only when we met that I realized I would be having sex with the shortest person ever in my life. I was in Pattaya on the Eastern coast of the Gulf of Thailand. In the 1970’s it was a sex haven for US soldiers on R&R. Some of that remained, but Pattaya had remade itself into a place where families could bring their children to the long stretches of beach. Jomtien Beach was just such a place and I was able to locate a very nice condo with a balcony that looked at the water 150 meters away. A beautiful and idyllic scene except for the constant sound of the roosters which were necessary for the large amounts of chicken that was consumed in Pattaya.
Pen wrote to me while I was still in Chiang Mai in the North of Thailand and expressed an interest in meeting. It had been a long time since I had been with a bottom, but small Thai men were very appealing in that position. I declared that a meeting would be good and after I arrived in Pattaya I let him know that I was available and could easily host.
He wrote back a day later and we exchanged numbers so that we could more easily connect by texting. I learned that he had been working in the restaurant business but due to Covid-19 his restaurant was closed. He had time and so did I so we set up a meeting for late in the afternoon on a Friday.
My group of buildings had security guards and gates to secure the entrance. I suspected correctly that Pen would arrive on a motorbike and be stopped by security. I waved to the guard that it was OK and the gate was opened. My building didn’t have a lot of occupancy, so there was plenty of room for him to park his bike right next to the elevator. I think that he exaggerated about being 4’11” or that was his height when wearing heels. I commented on his height and he laughed, “Yes, I’m a little man.” Pen was wearing tight black pants and a black tee shirt. His straight black hair was done in a Thai style that included a short ponytail on top. He also had some light facial hair, but Thai people didn’t produce much body hair.
My space was very comfortable without using the air conditioning since there were breezes that came in from the gulf. The bedroom was in the rear though and I knew that it would get warm with two naked bodies, so I had put on the AC and the ceiling fan which made the room ready for the heat of sex.
I showed Pen my space and we walked onto the balcony so that he could enjoy the view. As was the Asian custom, shoes were removed at the door. “Very nice,” he accurately declared as we both took in the sea breeze. I informed him that I had put the AC on in the bedroom and we walked the short distance to be cooler. The room was large and had a king-sized bed where I took a seat. He sat next to me and immediately put his hand on my leg. He quickly moved his hand inside my shorts to play with my cock. At that point I decided that it would be more comfortable to be naked and removed my shorts and shirt. Pen removed his clothes and we stood naked facing one another although I had to look down.
In our texting, I had asked what he liked to do since his profile was not very informative. He declared that kissing, oral and bottoming were on the list, but that he really liked to have a mouthful of cum. He began by fondling my dick and stroking it in his direction in hopes of making more out of me. I responded well and toyed with his small nipples but I quickly sensed that his nipples were not an erogenous zone.
I moved to pulling on his ear lobes and massaging the back of his neck, but discovered that those weren’t his places either. I gave in to the male central tool and began to stroke his small cock which was in proportion to his size. He responded with some hardening and some deeper breathing. His work on my cock was having its desired effect and he said, “Very thick. Mmmmm.” I had thought with his comment about cum in his mouth that he would sit on the bed and provide some oral but that didn’t happen.
He lay back naked on the bed and I climbed on top of his small smooth body. I placed my hard cock between his legs and kissed him with passion. I thrust my cock between his legs and knew that I was stimulating his smooth balls. He kissed me back with equal passion and I felt his small hard cock pressing against my abdomen. I slid down and sucked him for a little before I moved up fully onto the bed with my cock near his face.
He took me in his mouth and sucked me hungrily for a couple of minutes. I pressed his head down onto my cock so the he would take me deeper, but he had some spatial limitations that prevented deep throating. I thought that he might climb on top of me and rub his ass on my cock but instead he moved into a 69 position and I took his dick into my mouth. I also spent some time licking his smooth balls and I located another good spot for him.
I took some saliva and rubbed it on his opening which was really tight. I wasn’t sure if I could get him loose enough for penetration. Pen responded well to the ass play and he became more animated in his sucking of my shaft.
“Do you have any oil or gel?” he asked. I affirmed that I had some oil and got up from the bed to get it from the nearby night stand. I rubbed some on my cock and he moved to the edge of the bed with his legs lifted as high as they would go. I used the oil and fingered his ass so that I could get a digit inside and stretch his hole. I asked him to turn over onto his stomach which he did and I fingered his ass some more before I moved my oiled cock into position.
I knew that I would have to take my time and started by just rubbing my shaft along his smooth ass crack. He arched his back and exposed himself more so I was encouraged to slip the head of my cock inside. He took it but I could tell that he was not comfortable. I slipped back out and used my finger again until I sensed that he was ready.
I pushed my dick in just an inch and waited as he dealt with the discomfort. I pushed in further but after just three inches were inside, he determined that it was too much. He rolled over onto his back and tucked a pillow under his ass to make himself more exposed and elevated for me. “Use more oil,” he declared and I followed his direction for both my cock and his ass. I had to really bend my knees to get low enough so that my dick was in the right position. I slid in with greater ease this time and he didn’t complain as I pushed in half way.
“You make me so full,” he sincerely declared while smiling. I pulled back and pushed in to just that same halfway mark and started to thrust with more force but only to the halfway point. As I sensed his body giving in to my aggression, I pushed in deeper. I saw his eyes widen as my cock increasingly filled his ass. I didn’t dare to push in all of the way. I didn’t want to have to stop or pull out.
I lay fully on top of him with his legs in the air and my cock filling his hole. I fucked him like that for five minutes before I moved to a half standing half kneeling position where I could watch my dick penetrating him. Watching my hard shaft sliding into his smooth ass was very stimulating. “Your cock is so big,” he declared as he began stroking his own. We stayed in this position for a few minutes before I felt him tighten around my dick. I knew that he was about to cum and I encouraged him to do so. “Yes. Let me see you cum,” I directed. He stroked with more vigor and I felt him tighten around me again. He squeezed his face as well as his cock as he shot a full load of white cum onto his brown chest.
I withdrew my hard dick from him, knowing that I would not orgasm in that position. I tossed him a hand towel which he used to tidy his chest. I lay down on the bed on my back. “You not cum?” he asked and I began to stroke my cock in response. He had learned enough about me to move directly to my nipples where he kissed and twisted them until I became fully hard again. I thought that he would put his mouth on my cock to take my orgasm but like many men, after he orgasmed, he was less stimulated to do so. I shot a full load of sperm onto my tanned chest and exhaled the release deeply from my lungs. “Very big,” he declared with a satisfied smile.
Pen tossed me the used hand towel I had given him and he lay down beside me with his hand on my leg. “Can you do two?” he asked hopefully and I laughed. “I am happy to do one now,” I responded honestly. We lay there quietly for a moment before he declared, “I need to take a shower.” I directed him to the bathroom and provided him with a towel. I lay back down on the bed to enjoy the post sexual relaxation. When I heard the shower water get turned off, I got up from the bed and put on my clothes.
“I need some water,” I heard coming from the bedroom where Pen was returning to his clothed state. I placed a glass of cold mineral water on the table and took a seat on the balcony to look out at the Gulf of Thailand while I drank some water myself. He located the water and came out to the balcony for another look at my neighborhood. Pen took the seat next to me and we enjoyed the view together.
I asked him about the corrugated metal roof community which was just below my balcony. He informed me that they were likely migrant construction workers which made sense to me since I had seen similar housing situations in other parts of Thailand as well as in Cambodia. I commented that I had seem women on the construction sites and he informed me that they were most likely not Thai women but Cambodian or from Myanmar. Construction was not work that Thai women sought.
I thought about asking him out for dinner, but I didn’t feel like we had much conversation left in us. Perhaps he was waiting for me to ask, but he didn’t broach any food topic himself. As the dark of evening crept across the water, we stayed in silence listening to the people on the nearby beach and the waves crashing against the shore.
“I have to go,” he declared and I didn’t suggest an alternative as we both got up from our seats. I escorted him to the garage level where he had parked his motorbike. He put on his helmet and before he mounted his bike, we did Thai farewells. It was a good thing that he had a smaller than average bike to match his size. Neither of us chose to meet again.