In January I had dental surgery in Chiang Mai that included two implants. It was necessary to wait two months for the gums to heal before the work could be completed. I arranged an appointment for March 17th and traveled in Cambodia, Taiwan and Malaysia while waiting for the return to Chiang Mai.
I arrived on the 12th of March and chose to be in a very quiet out of the way part of town. My stay during the Christmas holidays had been in the very noisy neighborhood of Nimman with Christmas songs blaring from the nearby mall. It was happy to find a quiet condo with a delightful small pool that I used daily.
I wrote to Timy to let him know that I had returned to Chiang Mai and was interested in seeing him again. He wrote back a couple of days later that his ninety four year old father had died the week before and he would be busy with family for some time. While Timy was Thai, he was of Chinese heritage and I knew that the Chinese methods of family grieving would take place. I sent my condolences and didn’t think that I would hear back from him for a couple of weeks. I had informed him that I was there until the end of the month.
This was taking place during the Covid-19 outbreak that was running through most Southeast Asian countries as well as China. In my travels, it seemed that I was always one step ahead of any of the outbreaks and it nurtured my sense of good intuition. As the month of April approached, I decided that Chiang Mai was a safer place to stay than most and I extended my tourist visa for thirty days at the immigration office. They had moved the services to the parking lot to reduce inside crowding. Everyone was wearing face masks and everyone had their temperatures checked. I had been dutifully avoiding groups and this was my first time in any close proximity to people. I was apprehensive, but since everyone was being checked the risk seemed minimal.
In early April, Timy wrote to me to see where I was and how I was doing. I was happy to hear from him and informed him of my change in plans and that I had also changed where I was staying to a much nicer condo near the Central Festival on the other side of town. I invited him to see my new place. He expressed a keen interest and asked me to inform him when I was free. I suggested we meet the next day and provided him with my WhatsApp number which I didn’t have during my Winter visit to Chiang Mai.
Within thirty minutes of providing the number, I received a call from Timy. I was happy to hear his pleasant and positive voice again. I had forgotten how youthful and exuberant his voice was. I provided him with the details of where I was staying and he declared that it was only five minutes away from him. “I have not touched anyone since I was with you,” he declared openly. “Oh, you poor man,” I returned sympathetically. Even with a death in the family he hadn’t received any touch. “What are you doing now?” he asked. I explained that I had taken a two mile walk to the large fruit market and returned carrying a small watermelon, a pineapple, a bag of small tomatoes and stalks of morning glories. My legs were sore. “I’m free now,” he offered suggestively.
I heard in his voice his need for contact and sex and didn’t want to make him wait. “I will need to get cleaned up,” I returned. “I’ll also take a shower and be there in thirty minutes if that’s OK,” he returned. That would give me just enough time to clean myself and straighten up the condo a bit to be ready for him. I informed him that I would meet him at the building entrance in thirty minutes to give him access to the space. I sensed his energy change even over the phone.
I arrived at out meeting place early but Timy was already there waiting for me. He was sporting a very broad smile and wearing a maroon tee shirt with black shorts. There would be no touching here, especially in front of the security station. I used my access card to get us into the building and to activate the elevator panel. We arrived at my door on the eighth floor which was the top of the building. I used my card again to gain access to the room which got very good light.
“Oh, it’s much smaller than your other place,” Timy commented in comparing it to my place in Nimman in December when we first met. I agreed that it was smaller but that it was in better condition than the Nimman condo. He agreed declaring, “These are very new.” He went to the large window in the bedroom that had an appealing view of the pool below and the gardens surrounding it. “That’s a very big pool,” he declared and I informed him that a neighboring set of buildings had one twice that size but all were closed now because of the virus restrictions.
As he stood looking out of the window, I placed my Reiki hands on his shoulders and let the healing energy flow to him. I felt his shoulders let go of some of the tension he had carried since I touched him last. He exhaled deeply as he relaxed more. I was certain that he knew how much was on his shoulders and that he needed to feel another human with compassion.
I moved my hands to the front of his shirt and pressed them against his firm chest, relocating the entry point of the Reiki that would help him feel better. He leaned his body against mine and allowed himself to relax. I was surprised to feel my cock start to harden already and I knew that he was also sensing my firmness behind him. He only moved his left arm so that his hand could reach the area on my thin shorts where my dick was reaching out. I hadn’t cum in days and I had been attracted to him from the first moment we met. My body was remembering him as sexy and responding accordingly.
I kissed him softly on the back of his neck. He turned around and returned the kiss on my lips as I held his head gently in my hands. He used both of his hands to rub my cock which was eager to respond to this very handsome man. I slipped my hands underneath his shirt and felt the smooth muscles of his back. He had not lost any of his athletic shape, even though the virus restrictions prevented him from playing his regular tennis. He lifted up his arms and I slipped his shirt over his head exposing the smooth hairless chest and sensitive nipples that I knew he had.
I moved my lips lower to nibble on one of his nipples and he leaned back with pleasure as I felt his energy surge. He pushed me back onto the bed with my face looking up at the ceiling. He pulled down his shorts before he pulled down mine. He noted that I wasn’t wearing any underwear and smiled looking at my hard cock. He slid between my legs to lick the head of my now fully erect shaft, while pressing his hard on against one of my legs. “You are so healthy!” he beamed at me. “I’m happy to see you,” I rejoined cheerfully. His warm mouth closed around the head of my cock as he applied pressure to my balls. There were many benefits to being with a man who had good anatomy knowledge.
He moved his head slowly up and down my shaft taking his time to savor what he hadn’t been able to have in months. He reached one hand under my shirt and began to twist my sensitive nipples while I rubbed his short black hair with tenderness and affection. The intimate connection that we had made in December was returning. He dropped down a little further and licked my balls and frenulum while stroking my cock. I was getting very stimulated and was wondering if he would ride my dick as he had once before.
“I want to suck your cock. Come up here,” I interjected. He smiled broadly at me and straddled me so that his dick was in my face. He pulled my head forward so that he could slide his hard, dark cock inside my warm mouth. I was hungry for some cock which I hadn’t tasted in weeks. I teased the back side of his balls and squeezed both of his cute little ass cheeks as I took his cock back and forth into my mouth. He pushed hard with his shaft and held my head in place so that he could reach the back of my throat with the head of his hard cock. I savored the fullness in my mouth and provided sensual humming against his member to express my pleasure.
He released my head and stood at the edge of the bed where I could suck him freely while he played with my smooth ass cheeks. His hand rubbed up and down my ass crack spreading the wetness that he had put on my balls. I continued to eagerly suck his cock and spread my legs to provide more access to my opening. I had so much enjoyed having him inside me during our three December encounters and I wanted to have that feeling again.
I climbed out of the bed and moved to the counter where I had placed some lube and a towel. I rubbed some lube on my opening and kept some for his hard cock. He moved a pillow to the middle of the bed and placed the towel over it. I knew that he preferred to look me in the face and read my expressions. He also loved to kiss while his cock was deep inside demonstrating his flexibility to be able to do so.
I lay on my back with the pillow elevating my ass so that my opening was fully exposed as he climbed onto the bed to meet me. He lifted my legs up and held them in place while he positioned himself so that his cock was pressing against my ass. He used one finger to enter me and rotate to stretch my opening. It surprised me when his second finger entered quickly thereafter. He thrust firmly with both fingers, stretching to reach my prostate. He let one leg go so that his hand could stroke my cock while he was thrusting with the other hand. I was very stimulated and saw that he was happy to provide me with pleasure.
He withdrew his fingers but kept his hand on my cock while he guided his dick into my opening. I felt the firmness of his shaft and was eager to feel the full length. He slowly slid into me until his balls were resting on my ass. I was full of him and happy to be so. He let go of my cock to engage with my legs and push them over my head so that I was totally available to him. He began to take long slow thrusts and I was reminded of our first time when he said, “I hope you won’t mind if I take my time. It has been quite a while since I was with a man.” I wanted him to take whatever time he wanted to be fully satisfied being with me again.
The AC was on in the room, but it was still one hundred degrees outside and I began to see small amounts of sweat on his temples as he more athletically fucked me. He became very concentrated and I sensed him holding back from orgasm. More than once he stopped altogether and just rubbed my erect nipples as he kept his cock deep inside me. More than once he leaned forward and kissed me sweetly on my wet lips. “I’m so happy to be with you,” he declared openly. “I’m happy to feel you inside me again,” I returned. The broad smile on his face increased his attractiveness.
“I’m getting very close,” he informed me and I declared that I was in the same condition stroking my hard cock while he slid back and forth filling me again and again. He became aroused further when I slapped my hard cock against his firm body. He was losing control and his cock was eager to orgasm. His thrusting came harder and faster as his breathing quickened. He tightened up his face as his sperm filled me to overflowing. He made no sounds, even holding back his breath, while his sperm rushed from him to me. He let a huge gasp of air release and he sucked in fresh oxygen to sustain his body. He collapsed on top of me just the way that I liked and I held his sweet sweaty body close to me. “Don’t worry. You are not a hundred kilos,” I declared my ability to support him. He laughed openly and completely collapsed himself onto me while keeping his cock within.
We stayed in that quiet position for five minutes before he determined that he was done. He rolled over next to me and lay face up. It was a good thing that there was a towel under me as I felt his cum sliding from my ass. I turned on my side and lay my head in the crook of his arm while placing my right hand on his smooth athletic chest. My own sexual needs had been satisfied by his entry and orgasm and I didn’t have the need for one of my own.
When he was rested, he bravely asked, “Was the last sex you had with a man or a woman?” I laughed and said, “It’s good of you to remember that I have two interests. I was with a man and a woman,” I informed him. I told him the story of the Frenchman and his Thai girlfriend but without details. “Did you fuck her?” he continued. I informed him that only the Frenchman had fucked her and I enjoyed watching while she made me orgasm orally. Timy had such a limited sex life himself that he was happy to hear my story.
“How is your mother doing?” I asked with true sincerity. “She’s doing well. It was actually a relief for her when my father died. His dementia had gotten really bad and he was quite difficult to deal with,” he answered with openness. “She reconnected with a childhood girlfriend at the funeral and they see each other almost every day now,” he added. I knew that Timy and his parents had built a house together when they retired from the pharmacy business that had been their lifelong work. They had always thought that their sons would take over the business but Timy decided to go into medicine and his brother had become a successful accountant. Like many mother/daughter houses it was built with separate areas to allow for privacy.
“Would you like to see my house?” he repeated his offer that he had made in December but never followed through due to the family needs at the holiday season. He began to plot how he could drive me and then get me back before the 10 PM curfew. It was sometime after 7 PM and dark now. I didn’t want to place a burden on him of getting me around, so I suggested that I walk to his house as my morning walk. If it were only a five minute drive for him, it would be within my walking distance. He brightened up at the idea of not taking on a burden and we agreed that the next day would be a better time to see the house and gardens. He declared that he was tired from having worked extensively this past week to complete the seventy page report that was due from the grant he had received. I didn’t ask detailed questions, but did confirm that it was from a scientific study he had conducted.
He went into the bathroom and freshened himself for the trip home. I put on my clothes after I made sure I wasn’t dripping sperm anymore. We both put on our facial masks in case we encountered other people in the hallway or elevator. Both were close spaces where the concern for the comfort of others led us to wear the masks. I walked him the short distance to his car and we said our farewells without touching. My tactile life from before the time of the virus was now on hold.