After arriving in Phnom Penh late yesterday afternoon I quickly rushed off to Hatha Khmer massage. I wasn't expecting to see Mr Bubble-butt, as I didn't tell him I was coming - I accidentally deleted him from Line and so had no way of contacting him.
I went and sat down at the bar and looked for him but he was nowhere in sight. So I peeked into the room where all the boys line up for selection. My God, they have some handsome guys working there! I could have chosen just about any of them. Of the 20 or so boys, at least 7 were absolutely gorgeous, and the rest were very attractive. Only one guy had a face like a dropped pie. He was fully dressed, so either he had just had a customer ( unlikely) or he'd given up trying.
There was a farang sitting at the bar waiting for his friend to come out. When he did, he was accompanied by a hunky, masculine guy with the most beautiful smile. OMG! Where do they find these guys? Mind you, I've always considered Cambodians to be especially good-looking. There appear to be lots of new guys working there now.
Number 20 caught my eye. He flashed me a smile and waved at me. He's the one! I called him over and asked if I could fuck him and whether he could fuck me.
"Sure! No probrem!"
He asked me if I wanted a massage first or if I'd rather get straight down to business. I opted for a massage, but just a short one. Surprisingly, he turned out to be quite skilled. He placed his cock on my foot as he massaged my leg and laughed when I started tickling his balls with my toes. He then stuck his cock between my butt cheeks as he worked on my shoulders.
He turned me over and out was straight down to business. He started off with a blow job, getting down between my legs so he could look up at me. But I wanted to get my hands on his butt, so we moved into the 69 position. This is when things started to get a bit strange.
I tried to open his butt cheeks but he seemed to resist, clenching them tight together. I then tried to slip a finger in between them but again, he didn't seem all that cooperative.
"Ok. I'll fuck you now."
"I fuck you?"
"No, I want to fuck you#"
"Me fuck you?"
"No! no! I fuck you!"
"Ok. You fuck you."
WTF?? Is it really that difficult to get get a simple message across?? I know his English is poor, but surely he's heard all that stuff before.
So I grabbed a condom and put it on. Surely that should give him an idea of who was fucking who. He used 3 sachets of lube (!) and then tried to sit on my cock. All that lube started running down my cock, all over my balls and onto the sheet. Yuk!
But no matter how hard we tried, it wasn't going in. I tried to loosen him up with a finger, but he resisted. Mmmm..is this guy really a bottom?
We tried missionary style and I actually managed to enter - but not very far. He then arched his back, which made the task impossible. So I motioned to him to get into the doggy position, but he just sort of squatted. No matter how hard I tried to get him to get down on all fours, he resisted. In the end, I just gave up.
He ripped off my condom and gave me another exquisite blowjob, and then I decided it was time for him to fuck me. But there was a problem - he couldn't get it up. So out comes the mobile phone and he got hard, Thai style. And get this - he placed the phone on my chest as he fucked me, so he could continue watching his porn movie!....lol. If was hilarious.
Every now and then he would lean down and kiss me, which have me the opportunity to grasp his beautiful butt cheeks and caress his body.
When his cock slipped out, I decided enough was enough and he finished me off with a blowjob.
There was something missing in the whole experience - cock size being one thing. His cock is just average size and as a bottom, I want something substantially bigger. I want Thai size.
I went outside to pay and who should rush up to greet me but Mr Bubble-butt! He told me he been out eating. Yeah, right!
But I've lined him up for tonight. Shame, really, as that's are so many other guys there I'd like to try.
Then off to Space Bar. Earlier in the day the manager of the bar and a couple of his boys were at my hotel, enjoying a swim and a bottle of Verve. The manager told me one of the waiters had had a very bad motorcycle accident. He was still in hospital after 2 months and 2 operations. Apparently, he was riding drunk and without a helmet. When will they ever learn??
I had a bit of trouble finding the bar, as there's a lot of building going on and the bar sign had disappeared. When I got there I saw that quite a few alterations had been done. The outside areas, which was quite small, had now been cut in half and most of the tables were now inside the bar, making things very cramped.
Virat saw me and rushed up to hug me and have a grope. At that stage there were only 4 customers so he sat down with me and chatted. At one stage he stood up in front of me and put my hand on his butt. Wow! I could thoroughly enjoy the experience through those thin Khmer pants.
He said he wanted to sleep with me but I was too tired after all the travelling and there was no way I could stay awake until the bar closed. And in any case, I'm still of two minds whether or not to sleep with him, but I don't know why.
But after about 10 minutes, large groups started coming in and all of a sudden, it was standing room only. I counted over 50 people in that small area. So it was goodbye Virat, as he spent all his time mixing cocktails behind the bar. I left at 10:30.
But from now on the bar should be less crowded and that will give us lots of time to get re-aquainted.
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