5. In the bar
Larson thought getting #22 to sit with him was dreamlike. He could not remember the last time someone as young and good-looking as this had given him any attention. And certainly not a boy wearing only underpants.
Larson looked at the reflection of him and the boy in the mirror. He saw one farang with a short, grey beard and blue eyes, not fat but not thin either. Next to the farang was an almost nude Thai boy who appeared surprisingly teenager-ish. His skin was light and the boy moved his leg so it touched Larson’s. The boy had short, fashionable hair with a small spike on the top of his head.
- What you name? said the boy.
- Pelle.
- Pallee?
- Yes. What is your name?
- Arm.
- Hello Arm.
The conversation stopped. Larson looked at Bjorn.
- Buy him a drink, said Bjorn.
Larson bought the boy a drink.
- Where you from? said Arm.
- Sweden.
- Se-weden, said Arm.
- And you?
- Udon.
The Swede had not heard of Udon, or any other place in Thailand save Pattaya and Bangkok.
- How old are you, said Larson. He expected to hear 17-18.
- 21, said the boy.
- Really? said Larson. You look younger.
- Pallee you handsome man, said Arm.
Larson noticed the boy had not asked him about his age. I guess it doesn’t matter to him if I am 37 or 57, thought Larson. I am from another planet anyway.
The boy put his hand on Larson’s knee. Larson had to keep himself from staring at the boy’s body. How sexy he is, Larson thought. The nipples. Larson wanted to lick the nipples. The whole boy was made for licking. All of him was so smooth and inviting.
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