Gay Boy Thailand

Uniform fetish, anyone?

I was having a nap yesterday evening when the doorbell rang. It rang again but I was half asleep and tempted to ignore it. But when I got up I saw the door was open already and a soldier in Royal Thai Air Force uniform stood there.

Had I forgotten to lock the door, or did he have a key?

- I am a friend of Chalerm, said the soldier.

Chalerm had not told me that this uniformed guest was expected to arrive but then again he never tells me when anyone is expected to arrive.

I opened the door to the guest bedroom and let the soldier help himself. I went back to my nap.

Someone opened the door to my room and looked in. Was that the soldier? Suddenly he looked like a girl.

I called Chalerm and told him he had visitors. He was on his way home from his office job.

Chalerm and the soldier got busy in front of the mirror. The uniform came off and among much giggling the boy was redone. When they were finished the guest wore makeup and red lipstick with gloss. His civilian clothes were gay boy neat and pretty. The heavy black boots were replaced by white shoes.

We shared a taxi to Suriwong road. The fem soldier had asked Chalerm to see the show at Jupiter, the muscle boy bar.
- I bet you want to see it too, I said.
- I no like, said Chalerm with a fake display of moral correctness. Chalerm wanted me to believe he was only going to Jupiter to keep his friend company.

The soldier was happy with his new gay persona. The transformation was so dramatic I would never have recognised him on the street. He had been a “ladyboy” before too, said Chalerm. The two had been in school together in Anyburi and played around with eye shadow when they were small.

I didn’t join them going to Jupiter. I let the boys have their fun. I figured Chalerm was safe with his own Air Force bodyguard to look after him.