In the late 1970s, with a black American god, Cowboy, presiding over the providing of sexual pleasure, both hetero and gay, in Bangkok and a rich Chinese-Thai professor ruling gay male extreme taking in the northern city of Chiang Mai, the cast and production staff of the movie The Deer Hunter, come to Thailand to wrap up filming at the height of hedonist sexual pleasure in the country. The movie people are willingly taken under the wings of the extreme sex community in Thailand. The American embassy cultural affairs officer, Tim Temple, and three young American men interning on the movie set from Columbia University, Matthew, Brad, and Sam, learn what it means to be handsome, alluring young submissives in the wild hedonist world of the Thai sexual “anything goes” playground of the 1970s.
Experience a wild gay romp with men with big cocks, bondage, double penetration, and fisting. And guys experiencing all kinds of gang bangs, gay fetishes, and interracial sex.
In the late 1970s, with a black American god, Cowboy, presiding over the providing of sexual pleasure, both hetero and gay, in Bangkok and a rich Chinese-Thai professor ruling gay male extreme taking in the northern city of Chiang Mai, the cast and production staff of the movie The Deer Hunter, come to Thailand to wrap up filming at the height of hedonist sexual pleasure in the country. The movie people are willingly taken under the wings of the extreme sex community in Thailand. The American embassy cultural affairs officer, Tim Temple, and three young American men interning on the movie set from Columbia University, Matthew, Brad, and Sam, learn what it means to be handsome, alluring young submissives in the wild hedonist world of the Thai sexual “anything goes” playground of the 1970s.
Experience a wild gay romp with men with big cocks, bondage, double penetration, and fisting. And guys experiencing all kinds of gang bangs, gay fetishes, and interracial sex.
In the late 1970s, with a black American god, Cowboy, presiding over the providing of sexual pleasure, both hetero and gay, in Bangkok and a rich Chinese-Thai professor ruling gay male extreme taking in the northern city of Chiang Mai, the cast and production staff of the movie The Deer Hunter, come to Thailand to wrap up filming at the height of hedonist sexual pleasure in the country. The movie people are willingly taken under the wings of the extreme sex community in Thailand. The American embassy cultural affairs officer, Tim Temple, and three young American men interning on the movie set from Columbia University, Matthew, Brad, and Sam, learn what it means to be handsome, alluring young submissives in the wild hedonist world of the Thai sexual “anything goes” playground of the 1970s.
Experience a wild gay romp with men with big cocks, bondage, double penetration, and fisting. And guys experiencing all kinds of gang bangs, gay fetishes, and interracial sex.
The gong rang to announce that the buffet table had been set. Tables of eight had been set both on a terrace and in a large dining room in an open-sided pavilion overlooking the terrace. Guests found their own food and places to sit. Krit guided Matthew through the buffet line and then to the most distant, and least-occupied table on the terrace.
“Is this your first visit to Thailand?” Krit asked when they were sitting side by side, facing out toward the khlong rather than toward the other diners.
“It’s my first trip anywhere, certainly anywhere outside of the States,” Matthew said, “and when I went to New York on a scholarship to Columbia last September that was my first trip anywhere at all outside of Chicago.”
“Your family is from Chicago?”
“I don’t know where my family is from. I was raised an orphan, going from one foster family in Chicago to another until I hit high school age and then it was just in an orphanage for older boys—one place so we could get our high school in one school.”
“And after that you managed to get into Columbia? Columbia’s an expensive school.”
“There are scholarships for kids like me,” Matthew answered. “And I had very good grades.”
“The scholarship covers everything?”
“Most everything. I do some modeling on the side. Taking theater arts helped me there. They have programs.”
“I can see how you’d be in demand for that—for modeling. You’re a very handsome young man. And you do some escorting too?”
“Not in any official way,” Matthew said, speaking carefully to indicate he wasn’t ready to go there. Krit caught that and changed direction.
“And you wanted to be in movies, so you concentrated in drama at Columbia?”
“Yeah, don’t all kids want to be in the movies?”
“Certainly ones as beautiful as you,” Krit said, and he touched Matthew’s forearm with his fingers. Matthew looked at Krit’s arm, focusing on the green and red dragon design encircling it. He made no effort to move his arm away. Krit stroked the arm with his fingers and they both felt Matthew shudder.
“You do like the tattoo, don’t you?” Krit murmured.
“Very much. It fascinates me.”
“I have one on my chest too—much more intricate,” Krit said.
“Brad told me.”
“Did Brad tell you that I had bedded him?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to see the dragon on my chest?”
“Yes.”
“You do take cock, don’t you? You do make most of your money in New York going with men, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have your own guest room in this house?”
“Yes.”
“Are you finished with your meal?”
“Yes.”
