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Massachusetts­ Thailand is known as the sex capital of the world. Tourists from all over the world flock to Bangkok to satisfy their weird and off-beat sex desires.

While I was strolling through the adult entertainment section of Bangkok one establishment caught my eye. These places do not hesitate to publicize what they offer. The sign on this one said, "Men's Bath and Wrestling Club." In smaller letters were "steam room, sauna room, hot tubs and whirlpools, video room, massage, eight wrestling mats, 25 attendants on duty." Prices were listed in yen, francs, marks, pounds, and $100.00.

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It sounded inviting to me so I entered the lobby, a small room with a single door and a window similar to a theater ticket window.

On the walls were murals showing young men wrestling, all naked, with their cocks in a state of full erection.

I stepped up to the window, presented my $100.00, and was given a large towel and a small sealed package marked "thong."

The attendant smiled and said, "The locker room is just inside the door." He gave me my key. "Have a good time," he said. "Rubbers­ condoms­ are available throughout the club."

I found my locker and quickly stripped and donned the thong he had given me. It fit a little differently than thong swim suits or underwear. It fit higher around the waist, the pouch being more elongated­ allowing for a full erection, I suppose.

I was getting hard already in anticipation of what was ahead.

From the locker room I entered an atrium-like large room with a big whirlpool and hot tub in the center. There were two people enjoying its warmth; standing chest deep in the water were what appeared to be an American and a young Thai boy. They were in an embrace, caressing and fondling each other. As I walked down the steps into the deep water they engaged in long tongue-sucking kisses.

I was suddenly aware that four young Thai boys were now standing on the patio surrounding the pool, all clad, like me, in scanty thongs. They had beautiful, slim, tanned bodies. One had exceptionally well-rounded buns, which are my weakness. I knew that they were there to offer their services and for me to make a choice.

Naturally I beckoned to the one with the butt to join me and he quickly entered the pool. Without hesitation he embraced me, pressing his full smiling lips to mine. We thrust and ground our bodies together.

"I'll show you a great time," he said. He dropped his hand between us. "You're getting a nice bone on already," he said. I'll call him Thai.

In response, I felt of his crotch and said, "Well, you have one too."

He laughed and said, "I have a continuous one."

His English was surprisingly good.

"Let me take you on a tour of the club?" he offered.

We left the pool. "No need to dry off," he said. "We'll go into the steam room first."

He led the way to the first door on the left. The room was so full of steam you could hardly see six feet in front of you and the temperature must have been 180°. There were benches around the walls and three narrow benches about five feet long in the center. On one of the center benches a man lay on his back while his partner straddled his head and bent forward to suck on his hard cock. The man was able to lap and lick the cock above him as it brushed his face.

There were two other couples in the room, one locked in a face-to-face embrace, grinding their bodies together as they exchanged long tongue-sucking kisses. The other couple simply sat, enjoying the hot steam and stroking each other's hard cocks.

Thai and I engaged in a standing embrace as I caressed his lovely butt.

"I have seen rubbers available everywhere but no one seems to be using them," I said.

"Rubbers are worn mostly just for ass fucking," he said, "and they are required for wrestling. Otherwise the mats would become dirty with an accumulation of cum."

We left the steamroom and entered the sauna. The air here was very hot and dry. This room had some narrow benches but there were some wider ones. There were a number of people in the room. Two couples were engaged in ass fucking and as Thai said, in both cases the top man wore a rubber. One couple was fucking dog-fashion. The other couple had one on his back with his legs up on his partner's shoulders. This position allowed the bottom man to ride the other's cock while he pumped in and out of his ass. The others in the room were mostly just feeling and caressing each other as they watched the ass-fuckers. However, one couple was on the floor engaged in a face-to-face encounter, bumping and grinding their bodies together.

As Thai and I toured the club we refrained from any real heavy sex action, mostly hugging each other. In fact we still wore our thongs although we had dropped them a couple of times so that we could stroke each other.

"Shall we go to the video room?" he asked.

I nodded and we left the sauna. The video room contained a huge screen and numerous leather couches, love seats, and chairs. He suggested we sit in one of the chairs. When I did he draped himself across me, his legs over one side but his beautiful ass nestled in my lap. My cock grew hard as it pressed against his butt. We kissed and sucked tongues for a moment. Then I realized the video screen was showing two young boys engaged in a naked wrestling match, humping, bumping, and grinding as they mounted and rode each other's face, ass, and crotch.

"That will give you a good idea what to expect when we go into the wrestling room," my partner said. "We must wear rubbers but I assure you, you will have a good cum at the end."

One of the video wrestlers was using a series of different head scissor holds on his partner, locking his thighs about the other's head from the front, top, bottom, and sides, grinding his tool into the other's face.

"I love those scissors," I said.

"I'll be sure to use them on you when we get on the mat," he said. "Let's go and see if we can get a mat."

There were two wrestling rooms, each with four mats about 12 feet square. Large mirrors adorned the walls and even the ceiling. The room we went into had all four mats in use but no one was waiting so we were next.

All of the wrestlers were naked except for the required rubber. Their cocks were hard as they rolled about the mats, mounting and riding each other, grinding their bodies together crotch to crotch, crotch to ass, and crotch to face. One pair was locked in an ass fuck while another enjoyed a reverse body press.

"The way he's pumping his meat, " Thai said, "these two will be finished in a couple of minutes. Let's get our rubbers on. Want me to put yours on for you?"

He got two from a table near the door and we dropped our thongs. It felt beautiful as he rolled it on.

"How about a cock ring?" he said. "Your cock will get bigger and harder and you can hold your cum longer."

Of course I agreed and he put the wide black rubber band around the base of my tool.

On the mat we were waiting for, the bottom man was filling his rubber with cum as he madly jacked off. The top boy was making long slow thrusts up his ass, evidently enjoying his climax at the same time. He withdrew and helped his partner to his feet.

Thai and I took up positions opposite each other in a traditional wrestling stance. We moved together in sort of an embrace but I quickly spun him around to apply a full nelson, my tool between his thighs, the head of it pressing against his balls.

Our reflection in the mirrors was just undescribable.

After a minute he broke out of the hold and took me with him down to the mat. He rolled about, first one on top and then the other. I got between his thighs and we ground our bodies together. Our lips met and we eagerly took turns sucking tongues.

Thai rolled out from under me and was able to lock his thighs around my head in one of the scissors holds that I wanted so badly, his balls and rubber-encased cock caressing my face. I was able to give it a lick and a kiss.

He changed his hold to a face straddle pin and again I could thrill at his equipment working my face over.

He made a quick turn, this time applying a scissors to my head by laying in an opposite direction, his head at my crotch, his cock and balls at my chin and my face and nose pressed firmly in the crack of his butt. Flexing the cheeks of his ass, he playfully worked me over. This was a form of reverse body press or 69 position.

He lifted himself up off my face, resting on his knees. I could lick and suck at the head of his cock as it brushed my mouth.

He went to work on me, first stroking my cock and lapping at the head of it and then taking it all in with deep throat sucks. He is an expert.

I was getting terribly hot and knew that I could not hold out much longer. Thai knew it too from my responding thrusts and deep moans.

"I can't hold it any longer," I cried. "I'm cumming." Cock ring or not I could not control my load.

"Shoot it. Fuck!" he said between sucks. My cum filled the rubber.

Never have I experienced such, a wild, complete, satisfying climax. I just came and came.

Finally I fell back to the mat exhausted.

Editor's Note: Excerpted from Lewd, Boyd McDonald's twelfth volume of true sex histories.

Author Profile:  Boyd McDonald

Born in 1925 in South Dakota, Boyd McDonald entered Harvard as a high-school dropout after serving in the army in World War II. Jobs with Time, IBM, and several Wall Street firms preceded Boyd's career as a chronicler of gay sex. He was the founder and editor of Straight to Hell (alternatively the Manhattan Review of Cocksucking), and later published a number of anthologies of true sex histories. Boyd died in September 1993, two months after completing his final book, Scum.