Baby brothers: the downside

Twenty-one is a bit of a record, even for me. I rarely go below the twenty-five mark. However, despite his very young age, (or possibly because of it?) Phet is a great lover. I’m happy and blessed here: we’re highly compatible and sex is fantastic.

In fact here is something I have noticed before: exotic young men seem to have a better understanding of sex than their Western counterparts. Maybe it’s in their genes, or in the hot climates, but I think it’s more likely down to experience and practice. They seem to be early starters.

I imagine that for him, scoring a farang must be something of a badge of honour too. In any case, he is very considerate, and tends to my every need. I now have a private guide to Laos, which is great.

There is however, one slight downside to all this. As my host Lana’s younger brother, my new cub is obviously welcome in her house. As a result, he has virtually moved into his sister’s house (and into my room). He’s likely to be here for the rest of my stay… It’s cramping my style a bit: I like my space. Fortunately I’m off to Pakse, 500 kilometers South for a couple of days – on my own.

And will I really mind finding Phet, who’s now undergone all the fine-tuning he needed, when I come back? Let me face it: probably not.