Tales from the Dragon

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With the exception of Gorgeous Chinese Money Boy Chinese money boys rarely fail to disappoint.

A few recent incidents.

Ning (very cute boy) approached me as I was watching some boys play basketball, the most uninteresting sport ever with the possible exception of fencing but they leap about in shorts and sometimes play topless.

We swapped Wechat and he immediately started asking for money for a variety of reasons. All refused. This went on for a few days then I deleted him but a week later he sent a friend request so I reinstated him. More of the same and of course, refused every time.

I told him that if he wanted any money he'd have to provide certain services
He agreed. He came to my apartment, got undressed and then told me he was 17. I thought 'are you really!' because your body is not that of a 17 year old, nor is your face, you have tattoos, you don't go to school, you hang around hot baths looking for customers and you live the life of a mobile money boy.. I simply told him that the age of consent in China is lower than that and does not discriminate with regards to sexuality or gender. He performance was fascinating. Every now and then he forgot he was a '17 year old first timer'and showed his abilities. I paid him in full the agreed 400rmb and of course cue surprise that it wasn't as much as he'd been expecting. Bye bye Ning.

I knew something was coming but I didn't know what it was. Here it comes...The Ning Sting. Blackmail.

Wechat translate can be inconsistent so I'll paraphrase.
N. I took a picture of you.
Me. Oh!
N. Do you want me to delete the nude photo of you?
Me. Well I look pretty Ok for my age and I know a few hot bath staff have done that so it's ok.
N. I want to send the photo to my moments. That's funny isn't it?
Me. If you want to do that then it's up to you.

Some time later.
N. I'm joking. I dont have a nude photo of you. Haha.
Me. Ok.


Then the other day. I agreed to meet this boy on blued. He'd been pestering.me for weeks. Not really my type being too bouffanty and a little puffy if his photo was to be believed. Still, nothing lost from meeting hi at a neutral venue.

If his photo wasn't really my type then it was nothing compared to the frankinstinian gargoyle that showed up. Fatish, short, lamk hair and pallid scarred skin. I stayed just long enough to say I wasn't interested and left.

Shortly afterwards he messaged me to say that the photo he sent was of him to which I replied that he didn't look much like the photo. His reply. Get this.

"All cameras have beauty enhancement features. You need to lower your expectations."
Are you fucking serious? I don't think I will thank you.

The evening saw me at my favourite nightclub. At about 1.00am a boy I'd met before, Mingzhe (pronounced Ming Jay) said he wanted to spend the night with me. I agreed. He wanted 500rnb. I pointed out that we were both drunk and as such it was mainly sleeping. 300 was agreed. He's 19 and I felt a little guilty as we passed his college.
"My school" he told me. Chinese boys describe any education place as school. Due to the virus and the Chinese tendency to be Chinese even some colleges and universities are locked at night and adult students are not allowed either in or out. I did know this, that at 1.00am he needed somewhere to go because he was locked out for the night. Anyway it was a very pleasant encounter and we parted on friendly terms with both parties promising a return sinetine in the future.

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