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Subject: Bangkok-to-Bali-5 Dear Readers if you like this story please donate to Nifty. They provide a rare service for free and if you want to help resources like this stay online for everyone to enjoy I am sure you can spare a few dollars. Disclaimer: This is a fictional story including sexual acts between men, teenagers and boys. If you are not into that or it is illegal for you to read please leave now. All others please enjoy. Comments welcome at john.boyle(at)tutanota(dot)com Bangkok to Bali – Chapter Five When I came out of the bathroom the boy was gone. The berries were in a small bowl on the kitchen counter. I looked over to the pool and I saw Agung sweeping the area with a big wooden broom. I went into the bedroom and put on my gym clothes. ‘Good Morning Mister John’ said Agung ‘I am sorry – did Joyo disturb you? I asked him to wash some berries for your breakfast later’ ‘No it’s fine’ i replied ‘Joyo is your Son?’ I asked ‘Yes he is helping me take care of the house’ ‘Doesn’t he have school?’ I wanted to know ‘Normally yes, that’s why we get up early but the summer holiday just started’ ‘Where is his father?’ I asked and instantly regretted it when I saw a frown appear on Agungs face ‘Sorry, none of my business’ I quickly added. ‘It’s ok’ Agung said and told me a bit of her story. She was originally from the neighbouring island Lombok from a strict muslim family. She was very good in school and won a scholarship to attend university in Singapore where she met Joyo’s father. However when she got pregnant as a student the guy disappeared and she had to give up university. Her family felt so ashamed about the pregnancy that they sent Agung away to Bali to have the baby and she had been working at the villa since Joyo was born. ‘Where is Joyo now?’ I asked ‘I sent him to the market to get some food for later’ ‘Is it far?’ ‘Only 10 minutes by scooter’ ‘He drives?’ I was surprised ‘Yes but that is as far as he is allowed to go. He just recently started. Most kids here drive a scooter at an early age because there is no public transport. I used to take him to school but now he begged me to go on his own and we are doing practice runs to the market. If he is doing well maybe I will let him drive to school next semester. There is no traffic here but the school is in the next village and it’s busy there.’ Agus started cleaning again and I got the two dumbells I had borrowed from the gym out of my luggage. I didn’t want to have to carry a lot of weight and these were already 40 pounds so for now that was all the equipment I had. Although it was early morning it was already quite warm. My few bodyweight and dumbell excersizes were exhausting and I was almost ready to stop when Joyo returned with some plastic bags containing groceries. I still felt somewhat embarressed about our short meeting before so I ignored him and added two more sets of chest presses although I could barely lift the dumbells anymore. Joyo and Agung were talking in Indonesian by the pool and since I thought I would have to stop working out eventually I just got up and walked over to them. Joyo moved back and almost hid behind his mother. I held out my hand to him ‘Hello I am John’ Agung gave him a little nodge so he stepped forward and very briefly shook my hand. He was looking down on the ground ‘Hello Mister John – I am Joyo’ ‘Nice to meet you Joyo’ I said but he didn’t respond and moved back to his position behind his mom. ‘Don’t be impolite’ Agung said to him in English I waved her off ‘It’s ok’ She handed Joyo the broom and said something in Indonesian and picked up the shopping bags. ‘I will make your breakfast John. 20 Minutes ok?’ ‘Sure’ I replied Joyo started sweeping the ground around the pool. I guess he was around 5 feet tall and the broom looked completely oversized against his small slender body. I decided to go for a swim while Agung was making the breakfast. I had worked up a bit of sweat from working out so I just took of my t-shirt and took a shower using the outdoor shower by the pool and leaving my gym shorts on. I closed my eyes when I rinsed my head and face with my hands but when I peeked through my fingers a little I saw that Joyo had stopped sweeping and was looking at me taking a shower. When I lowererd my hands and opened my eyes he quickly turned away and started sweeping again. I jumped into the pool and swam a few small lanes. The pool was small so not really made for swimming. I swam backstroke and once again while paddeling around I saw Joyo looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I swam to the edge of the pool where he was standing. ‘Wanna come in?’ I asked him. He twitched surprised that I was talking to him and shook his head. ‘It’s not allowed’ he said. ‘By who? your mom?’ ‘By the owner of the house’ ‘Joyo – don’t bother Mister John and do your chores’ Agung came back with a tray carrying my breakfast and set it down at the table by the pool ‘Sorry, it’s my fault’ I said ‘I asked him if he wanted to swim but he said it’s not allowed’ ‘Yes, guests only – we usually have wealthy Indonesian guests – We are advised not to interact with them. Our guests value their privacy’ Agung said. ‘Honestly I am happy to talk to you since I am here by myself’ I said ‘Yes you are different – come have breakfast’ she said There was a lot of food. Pancakes and Granola with yoghurt and fruit. Also coffee from a small french press. ‘Wow – I can never finish this – do you want to join me?’ ‘Just enjoy your breakfast – I will be back later to clear the table’ and with that Agung motioned for Joyo to get going and they left. After breakfast I cleared the table myself because I was afraid to attract insects. I put the dishes in the sink in the kitchen and the leftovers in the fridge. I spent the first half of the day walking on the beach and later swimming in the pool. I heated up the leftovers from last night as my lunch. I was a bit bored and decided to walk around the villa grounds. It was quite a big plot of land. I walked off the cobblestone path that led to the exit to explore a little forest of palm trees. In the middle there was a little wooden shack which I assumed was to store tools or something. When I walked around it I was surprised to see Joyo. He had taken off his shirt but was still wearing the Adidas shorts. He was watering what looked to be a little herb garden. He looked up when he saw me approaching. ‘Mister John, do you need something? My mom went to the village’ he said. ‘No, no I was just walking around’ I said ‘what are you doing?’ ‘I am watering the plants’ he stated the obvious ‘Later I will help prepare for the dinner’ he pointed at a little gas stove that was under a little tin roof. ‘You live here?’ I asked and realized the small tool shack was actually their house. Joyo nodded ‘It’s a school holiday – don’t you play with your friends?’ He shook his head ‘Why not?’ ‘They are far and I have to help my mom take care of the guests’ he said. ‘Your English is good when you actually speak’ ‘I am number konyaaltı kendi evi olan escort one in my class’ he straightened his back when he said it. I looked at him. I think this was the first time he actually directly looked at me. He had beautiful brown eyes and very thick eyebrows. His face was a bit round but it looked like he would square up later on as the roundness came mostly from his cheeks but I could see the underlying masculine jawline. His hairless chest was pretty built for a boy his age and his arms where also quite contoured. He probably did a lot of physical work around the villa. He was slender and a nice boyish sixpack lead into the Adidas shorts that he was wearing somewhat high on the waist. I was looking too long. I looked back up to Joyo’s eyes and the shyness had returned. Probably because I didn’t say anything. ‘Well I am sorry for keeping you from work’ I said ‘It’s ok – you are a guest’ he responded I had an idea. ‘I think I saw ping pong table folded up behind the villa – if a guest is bored and asks you to play ping pong with him – is that allowed?’ He looked at me like he was going to say ‘really?’ ‘I have to finish here’ he said going into shy mode again. ‘Well, tell you what – I will go back to the villa and set up the table – if you have time just come over when your work is finished’ He nodded, I nodded back and turned around to walk back. He also turned and started watering again but I think I could see a little smile briefly appearing on his face. I went back to the villa and set up the ping pong table. I also found some paddles and balls. I sat in the shade reading a bit on my phone and after about one hour Joyo showed up. He was wearing the Doraemon t-shirt again but still barefoot. ‘Hey Joyo – wanna play?’ He nodded. I got up and handed him a paddle. We started playing and it turned out Joyo was actually pretty good. I won the first game but he got better by the minute and won the second game. I had gotton sweaty and took of my t-shirt and he did the same. The third game was a bitter fight for every point but in the end he won. ‘3 out of 5’ I suggested. He nodded ‘I need some water – do you want something’ Nod again. I went inside the house and just when I came back out with two glasses of water Agung came down the path to the house shouting something to Joyo in Indonesian. He put down the paddle with a guilty look on his face. ‘I am so sorry Mister John’ Agung said ‘I told him not to bother you’ ‘No, no I asked Joyo to play with me because I was bored – I am sorry I should have asked you first’ ‘Oh that’s ok then’ she said ‘If you don’t mind and he does his chores first you can play table tennis’ I smiled ‘Is it ok then if we finish our match? I am behind.’ Augung looked to Joyo who had a look of hopeful pleading on his face. She smiled ‘Ok you two play and I will prepare your dinner then’ It was like some invisible weight was lifted from Joyo’s shoulders. During the next two games he started to smile and talk. He asked me about my job and about the weight training he saw me do by the pool in the morning. I said that I just recently started with the training but I could teach him what I learned. When Agung checked in on us and brought us more water inbetween our games I asked her if it was ok for Joyo to work out with me in the morning. Joyo added a triple please and Agung laughingly agreed. Watching a joyful kid come to life in Joyo kind of made me happy but it was also a big distraction so ultimately he won the last game 10 points ahead of me. I was exhausted. ‘I need to cool down Joyo’ I said. I kicked off my sandals and pushed down the jersey shorts that I was wearing. Under them I was wearing Arena speedos. Speedos don’t really look that great on me because of my belly and my love handles but I like them better than boxers and normally I just wear them when I am on my own but since I had not planned on having company i just wore them in the morning to be ready to swim. I wondered if I look fat but I was hoping that my training and eating better had had some effect even though it had only been 10 days or so. I walked over to the shower and enjoyed the cooling rinse. I looked at Joyo. He was just standing by the ping pong table watching me shower. Unlike this morning he was not trying to hide it. The sun was starting to set and the sweat on his brown body was reflecting the golden light. He looked perfect. I could feel my cock grow in my speedos. Trying to will my cock not to become fully hard I shouted to Joyo ‘you can take a shower Joyo’ and jumped into the pool. Joyo said ‘ok’ and came over and took a shower. I was hanging on the edge pool while he was showering and watching him. He just took the shower still wearing his red and blue Adidas shorts. The water made the shorts stick to his body and I could see a small bulge appear in his crotch. It looked incredibly sexy and my own cock felt like it could burst through the fabric of my speedos. Agung came out of the house to announce that dinner would be ready in 10 minutes. I asked Joyo to fetch some towels from the house and he did. I got out of the pool and he handed me a towel but looked at my speedos and not my face. My erection had subsided to a semi but the wet fabric showed off pretty much every vein on my cock. I took the towel and covered myself drying but looking at Joyo’s shorts in return. They were half dry now and only on every other move I could see the idea of an outline of his cock. Then Joyo did something that surprised me. He pressed the fabric of his Adidas down on his thighs thereby tightening the fabric so the outline of his cock and balls became visible. It was maybe 2 inches long and pointing up in his pants his balls sat directly below it not hanging at all and looked round and firm. He was doing this for around 5 seconds and I am sure I stared. I looked up to his face and was greeted by a mischievous boyish smile like he knew he was doing something forbidden. I smiled back and let go of my towl just holding it dangling down in one hand and stood up straight and tightened my butt muscles a little. My cock had gotten a bit bigger again and was pointing from the center of my crotch to the top left of my speedo stretching the waistband away from my body a bit so looking down I could see my cockhead through the small slit. Joyo stared at my speedo and his mouth slightly opened. After a few seconds he broke the stare covered himself with the towel and seemingly adjusted himself. He smiled at me again but now he had an expression of guilt on his face. I walked over to him. ‘It happens to all of us’ I said and ruffled his short hair a bit. He laughed a bit embarressed ‘Yes’ I put on my shorts and t-shirt and he also got his Doraemon t-shirt but just hung it over his shoulder. Agung came out of the house with a tray and set my dinner down on the table. Once again it was a lot of food and I asked them to join me but Agung declined again. konyaaltı otele gelen escort ‘Enjoy your dinner’ she said. ‘Thank you’ I said and looking at Joyo I added ‘Work out tomorrow?’ He smiled and nodded and they left. I enjoyed my dinner and I was just clearing the table when Agung came back to the villa. ‘Sorry Mister John’ she announced herself. Her voice was trembling and as soon as I saw her face I knew something was wrong. ‘What’s wrong’ I asked Her eyes were tearing up ‘My father had a heart attack – I have to go to Lombok’ ‘Oh my god – I am so sorry’ I stammered not really knowing what to say. ‘Just go’ I said ‘I will call a taxi in the morning and move out’ ‘No no please stay, we need the money – Joyo will cook for you’ Agung said ‘He is not going with you to see his grandfather?’ ‘My family is very old fashioned – my parents don’t want anyone to know about Joyo – so he has to stay here’ ‘That sounds sad’ I blurted out ‘Mister John – I have to go’ ‘Yes yes sure – sorry’ ‘Just one thing’ she said ‘Joyo does not have a phone – I will text to the villa phone if it is ok?’ ‘Of course’ She left and I was wondering how she could get to the other island in the dark. I spent the rest of the evening trying to add some internet quota to the sim card in my own phone since I thought it would be best to give the villa phone to Joyo in case his mother texted. At around 10 pm after I had tested the connection by calling and texting myself from both phones I grabbed them and walked to Agung’s and Joyo’s small home. The night was moonless and it was pitch black on the way. I used the flashlight on my phone to light the way but I have to admit it was somewhat scary especially when I entered the little palm forest. Since it was so quiet I could hear all of nature’s noises and I was going faster and faster. When I finally reached the shack there was no light coming from it. It looked like I was in a horror movie. I panicked a bit and knocked on the door ‘Joyo – Joyo! – it’s John’ ‘Mister John – one Moment’ I heard his voice and a light was turned on inside. It only took a few seconds until he opened the wooden door. I was torn between shock and awe. Now with the light inside I could see into their home. There was no actual floor. It looked like the floor was made of clay or something. There was a small wooden table with two metal chairs. Some shelves on the walls and in one corner there was a dresser and in the other one there was a fridge. A single light bulb hung down from the ceiling lighting the place. In the middle of the room there was a bamboo mat on the floor with a pillow on one end. I looked at Joyo. He was only wearing a blue sarong with a batik pattern tied around his waist and hanging down to about mid shin. He was shirtless and barefoot. ‘You sleep there?’ I pointed at the mat. ‘Yes’ he responded. He looked sleepy and his expression clearly questioned my being there and I remembered why I came. ‘Here is the phone from the villa and the charger in case your mother calls’ I said ‘Oh ok, thank you’ he said. ‘Sorry for waking you’ I said ‘it’s late – see you tomorrow’ ‘See you tomorrow Mister John’ I left and hurried back through the dark to the villa. Thankfully I had left the light on there so the closer I came the less scary it was. It was still warm so I decided to skinny dip in the pool and look at the stars like I did the night before. It still looked magical but I was overcome by a feeling of loneliness. I texted David and he sent a picture back of the Go-Go-Dancers in the bar. So they were doing the same. I watched a bit of TV and then went to bed. I dozed off but around midnight my phone vibrated and woke me. I expected it to be a message from David but it said ‘Mister John are you awake’ ‘Yes – everything ok?’ I texted back. ‘Yes – my mother arrived in Lombok’ Joyo wrote. ‘Ok, great’ ‘Yes’ That was it. It felt like there should be more. So after a minute with no response I texted him again. ‘Are you ok?’ ‘Yes’ Nothing again. ‘Ok, good night then Joyo’ I wrote ‘Mister John’ ‘Yes?’ ‘…’ ‘…?’ ‘…I am scared. can we text for a while?’ My heart melted. I was so scared walking to their house before and he was just a kid all alone there. ‘yes we can! or do you want to come here?’ ‘I am afraid to go outside’ he said ‘What if I come pick you up?’ ‘Yes’ ‘Ok, give me 10 minutes’ ‘Ok’ I quickly got dressed again and walked back to the shack. It did not feel so scary anymore because I was on a mission. Also I could see the house easily because the light was already on. I knocked on the door and he opened instantly. His face showed relief when he saw me. He had gotten dressed. Adidas and Doraemon again. ‘Let’s go then’ I said ‘Ok’ We started our way back both lighting the way with our phones. After we made a few steps away from the house Joyo reached for my free hand. I took his and gave him a little squeeze. We hurried back to the villa hand in hand without speaking a word. When we arrived in the villa we both sat down on the couch and the situation became a bit awkward because we both didn’t know where to start the conversation. ‘How is your grandfather?’ I finally asked ‘He is in the hospital – my mother is also staying at the hospital’ ‘are you ok?’ He just shrugged his shoulders. ‘Haha – we don’t have to talk’ I laughed a bit. He smiled. ‘Can I watch TV?’ ‘Oh sure’ I handed him the remote I realised I didn’t see a TV at their place. Joyo turned on some Indonesian Channel. We were each occupying one end of the sofa. I pulled up my feet and put my head on the armrest on my side and he did the same on his side so our shins met in the middle. I enjoyed feeling his leg touching mine and not understanding what was said on TV I dozed off quickly I woke up from the feeling of being unable to move. While I was asleep Joyo had changed position and squeezed himself on the sofa in front of me to make a spoon. When I woke up he jumped off the sofa. ‘Sorry’ he said I waved ‘No problem – let’s go to bed?’ He nodded and I got up. We went to the bedroom and I routinely stripped down to my Calvin’s. Joyo had brought his sarong. He went to the desk and facing away from me he took off his t-shirt and Adidas shorts. He was not wearing any underwear. His slender body looked fantastic in the dim bedroom light. His brown legs and thighs looked slender but not skinny. His little bum was firm and round. His back was a bit bony and his shoulder blades were sticking out when he wrapped the sarong around his hips. I went into bed and under the cover which was basically just a sheet. Joyo also slipped under the cover and I handed him a pillow. I was lying on the side facing him but he was lying on his back just staring up. I guess it was a weird situation. I said ‘Good night Joyo’ and turned of the desk lamp. ‘Good night Mister John’ he said We were lying in the dark for only a few seconds when he also turned on his side his back facing me. Then he moved backwards until konyaaltı rus escort his naked back touched my bare chest. He had pulled up his legs so I pulled up mine too to make the spoon and put my arm over him. He took my hand and pulled my arm under his making our hug tighter. He stretched his legs a bit and I could feel his little butt touch my crotch. Feeling his bare skin agains my chest and under my arm my cock was getting hard quickly. Joyo shifted his butt and adjusted it so my hard cock would be right in his crack only seperated by my Calvin’s and the thin fabric of his sarong. I heard him exhale deeply and after a few breaths he was asleep. The feeling of having this cute boy sleep in my arms was incredible. Arousing for sure but I felt like a wave of loving emotions was coming over me just wanting to keep him safe. It gave me a sense of calm. It was very late and sleep took over quickly. I was woken up by the sunrise that lit up the room. We had seperated during our sleep. The sheet blanket had bin pushed down to our feet and with it so had Joyo’s sarong so now he was completely naked. He was lying on the side facing me. His arms were raised and hugging the pillow his head was resting on. His chest was slowly raising and falling with every breath. His knees were still slightly pulled in and squeezed out between his belly and his thighs were his walnut sized balls and a flaccid one inch circumsized cock. I could not make out a single hair on his body. My own cock was rock hard and the tip pressing against the waistbend of my Calvin’s. I tried not to make a move and breathe slowly to not wake him up so I could enjoy the view as long as possible. But I guess it was only 30 seconds or so until Joyo opened his eyes and looked into mine. ‘Good Morning’ I said. ‘Good Morning’ We both didn’t move. I was looking at Joyo’s body and he was looking at mine. I could see him looking at my cock and it his own litte cock got hard. It’s stood out from his belly maybe 2 inches and had gotten quite a bit thicker. Joyo put on his embarressed smile again and covered his cock with one of his hands. ‘Don’t worry mine too’ I said nodding down. ‘Yes but you have underwear on’ he replied I laughed. I felt brave and pushed down my underwear to my knees and then pulled it down completely with my foot. I rolled on my back and looked at my cock. It was pulsing in synch with my heartbeat. Joyo also rolled on his back. His small cock stood proudly away from his lower abdomen. It was maybe 2 1/2 iches now that his legs were straight. He moved over till our shoulders were touching. ‘It’s the biggest I have seen’ he said. ‘Oh, you have seen others?’ I asked ‘All the boys in my class compare.’ he said. ‘Oh ja?’ ‘Yes – sex is the number one topic – my friends make fun of me because I am still small. They are bigger and have hair’ ‘How old are you Joyo?’ ‘I am 12’ ‘Well I am sure yours will grow much bigger soon – don’t worry’ ‘Don’t tell my mom about this’ he said. ‘Haha, yes please don’t tell your mom about this’ I replied I rolled on my side again and my cock came to rest on his right thigh. He reached out and put his hand around my cock giving it a squeeze. ‘Wow careful – you are going to make me cum’ ‘Can I?’ he asked. ‘Have you done it before?’ ‘Yes I made two of my friends cum but they didn’t make me cum – They said I am to small’ ‘Really?’ I said I rubbed Joyo’s belly and went slowly up to his chest and back down to his belly again. He let go of my cock and closed his eyes. I got up on my knees and carressed his body with my fingertips. Circling around his tiny nipples and going back to his lower abdomen but avoiding to touch his cock. Then with my left hand flat I slid down his belly until it hit the root of his cock pushing it straight up. With my right hand I slid up and down his inner thighs alternating sides and carefully touching his balls everytime I reached the top of his thigh. I could see the skin on his balls shrivel up and relax again on every stroke. I kept stroking his thighs and with my left thumb and index finger made a circle around his cock. I didn’t jerk him just squeezed on the base of his cock a little evertime the fingers of my right hand touched his balls after the had travelled up his thigh. After about 30 seconds and just 4 or 5 strokes Joyo exhaled sharply and the muscles in his thighs started to twitch very fast. I could see abs tighten. I pressed the knuckle of my right index finger into his scrotum and pulsed the squeeze of my left hand around the base of his cock. Joyo let out a squeal and shot a stream of cum over his belly, my hand and on his chest. It was more clear than white but quite a substantial amount and he had a clear outflow out of his dick on the next few squeezes. He opened his eyes and was panting so I stopped my squeezing. ‘I don’t think many of your friends can do that’ I said ‘They can, but not this much’ he said. I couldn’t resist, bent over and took his cock and balls in my mouth. The taste of his cum was surprisingly intense. I somehow had expected it to be flavourless. Joyo inhaled sharply and pulled his dick from my mouth. ‘Too much’ he said. ‘Haha ok’ I laughed I leaned over and gave him a little kiss on the forehead. As I was kneeling over him from the side his right hand reached through my legs and found my hard cock. He gently pulled on my cock to make me come closer until my knees touched his ribs and my cock was standing out over his chest. He let go of my cock and massaged my balls with his right hand. He squeezed a bit tight but immediatly let go when he saw the pain on my face ‘sorry’ he whispered He grabbed my dick again and started stroking it by slowly moving my foreskin up and down. Every now and then he stopped and spread the precum that was leaking out around with his thumb. I looked down to his cock and it had grown hard again so this time I spit in my palm and grabbed the whole of his small cock lubing it up with my spit. He increased the pace and I matched his speed spitting in my hand two more times when he got a bit dry. After about a minute his thighs twitched again and he let out a short moan. To my surprise he shot cum again. Not as far as before but still a lot and my hand got slippery. Seeing him cum again sent me over the edge. ‘Arr Fuck’ I let out a grunt and Joyo frantically jerked my cock aiming it at his face. He opened his mouth and I shot my first stream of cum. The cum landed on his neck and chin but missed his mouth. He kept jerking but my next two shots basically just leaked down own his chest. I leaned down thereby pulling my dick out of his hand while my hand was still holding his cum covered litte cock. His open mouth looked so hot that I just put my mouth on it and pushed my tounge inside swirling it around his. I could feel him freeze under me and pulled away. ‘Are you ok?’ I asked He nodded ‘I have never kissed before’ ‘oh sorry’ I said ‘I should have started gently’ ‘Gently?’ he asked I leaned down again and gave him a light kiss on the lips. ‘Like this I mean’ I said ‘Do it again’ I did and when I kissed his lips he stuck his tongue out and I opened my lips slightly so he could push in. He licked around in my mouth a bit and then pulled away ‘Like this?’ he asked I laughed ‘It needs a bit of practice’ He laughed too. ‘Shower?’ I asked He shook his head. ‘Not yet’ and reached for my cock again. … to be continued

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