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When I turned thirty, I decided to treat myself to a month in Thailand. Bangkok is like Third World Asia on steroids. A wild clash of dusty streets jammed with taxis and tuk tuks that veer off into tranquil and immaculate temple compounds. On scorching hot days I visited the Royal Palace, Wat Pho with its massive, reclining Buddha, and the ancient, stone monolith [ˈmɑnəˌlɪθ] ( I. a very large piece of stone standing on one end, often put in position in ancient times. A monolith is a very large, upright piece of stone, especially one that was put in place in ancient times. II. [disapproval] a very large building or structure made of stone or a similar substance. III. 尾大不掉的大公司. 顽固不化的庞然大物. a large and extremely powerful organization or system that is not willing to change. If you refer to an organization or system as a monolith, you are critical of it because it is very large and very slow to change, and it does not seem to have different parts with different characters. A deal between the two powerful institutions would have created a banking monolith. a bureaucratic monolith. ) of Wat Arun on the other side of the Chao Phraya River. When the sun went down 太阳下山, I headed to Patpong: one of the world's most famous red light districts. The real reason many tourists come to Bangkok. I strolled through the night market, the air filled with the smell of incense and street food. Merchants 小商小贩 sold cheap goods: watches, T-shirts, Buddha statuettes. Flashy signs hung in the night sky above me. Names like "XXX," "Go-Go Girls," and "Pussy Emporium ( emporium [emˈpɔriəm] 百货市场 a store that sells many different types of things. A shop that offers a wide variety of goods for sale; a department store; (with a descriptive word) a shop specializing in particular goods. With a name like "The Wine and Spirits Emporium", no wonder the prices are so high. vocabulary: An emporium is a large store that sells a variety of merchandise. You can call a department store, with its many different departments, an emporium. Any retail store that separates its goods into different areas — like "men's hats" and "kids' shoes" and "household goods" — can be called an emporium. Almost every small city in the United States used to have at least one emporium on its main street, although today you might refer to a big box store or a shopping mall as an emporium. Emporium is a Latin word, rooted in the Greek emporion, "trading place or market," from emporos, "merchant or traveler."  )" were spelled out in neon; accompanied by posters of appropriately sexy women. Men emerged from club entryways (入口, 门口 (doorway) An entryway is a passage that is used as an entrance to a building. I stood just beyond the entryway hoping he would notice me.); what in Bangkok are called "ghost guides," to try and lure me in. "Come see the show, lots of sexy girls. Come in and have a drink, sir." I looked to the ground 低着头, 看着地面 and put on my stone face 面无表情. "What kind of girls you like, sir? We have every kind of girl? What kind you want, sir?" I caught glimpses of what was in these clubs. Petite Thai girls on a stage. They wore nothing but bras and panties, each one pinned with a number 挂着号码牌. That, of course, was not what I was after. I rounded a corner and crossed the street. In Patpong, all the "male clubs" are conveniently located in one alley. Here, the signs featured fit, sexy Thai men. They had names like "Adonis" and "Beefcake." I saw advertisements for "ladyboy shows" and "live sex shows." I'd seen a little bit of both. The ladyboys were entertaining enough. Some of them silly and outrageous, others flawless specimens of feminine beauty. A few could have gotten the straightest of men hot under the collar, I figured. The sex show I'd watched the day before featured nude guys on a stage whacking a miniature plastic bowling ball around with their erect penises, trying to knock over toy pins. It ended with two Thai boys making their way around the club as a human wheelbarrow. The one in front walked on his hands with his legs wrapped around his partner. The partner held him up while simultaneously fucking him in the ass. They walked and fucked their way to every table, collecting tips 收小费. Apparently, they wear a special kind of condom that pinches 箍紧 the base of the penis and allows them to stay hard for an especially long time. Tonight, I was interested in more than shows. This was the kind of place where you go into a club and "rent" a man for the evening. I had never paid for a guy before, but I had a lot of money to spend and I was curious. This is what people come to Bangkok for. It is easier to do here than anywhere else in the world. When in Rome, right? I ducked 弯身进去 into a doorway 门口, 进门( duck I. 低头. 猫腰. to move your head or the top part of your body quickly down, especially to avoid being hit. If you duck, you move your head or the top half of your body quickly downwards to avoid something that might hit you, or to avoid being seen. He ducked in time to save his head from a blow from the poker. He ducked his head to hide his admiration. I wanted to duck down and slip past but they saw me. I saw the ball hurtling towards me and ducked (down). Duck your head or you'll bang it on the doorframe. If you duck something such as a blow, you avoid it by moving your head or body quickly downwards. Hans deftly ducked their blows. II. to push someone underwater for a short time: The boys were splashing around and ducking each other in the pool. III. [mainly informal] to move quickly to a place, especially in order not to be seen. If you duck into a place, you move there quickly, often in an attempt to avoid danger or to avoid being seen. Matt ducked into his office. He ducked through the door and looked about frantically. When he saw them coming, he ducked into a doorway. IV. [informal, disapproval] You say that someone ducks a duty or responsibility 躲避责任, 躲避职责 when you disapprove of the fact that they avoid it. The Opposition reckons the Health Secretary has ducked all the difficult decisions. He had ducked the confrontation with United Nations inspectors last summer. V. If someone ducks someone else, they force them or their head under water for a short time. She splashed around in the pool with Mark, rowdily trying to duck him. "Ducking" is a prison slang term for a technique through which prisoners modify the behavior of correctional officers and other prison staff members using manipulation and coercion. The prison slang term for a prison staff member that has been manipulated is a "duck". Ducking occurs when a prisoner becomes friendly with a prison staff member and then persuades the employee to break prison rules and laws. The prisoner then provokes the staff member (or members) into breaking an increasing number of prison guidelines until the staff member can be effectively blackmailed by the prisoner. At such point, the "duck" in prison parlance is said to be "downed". Ducking is perceived to be a threat to hierarchal stability in prisons. For this reason, volunteers at San Quentin State Prison are given an anonymously authored eight page pamphlet describing ducking techniques entitled "Downing a Duck (An Inmate's Version)" during training in addition to the standard volunteer handbook. to take to something like a duck to water自然而然的擅长, 天生的擅长 If you take to something like a duck to water, you discover that you are naturally good at it or that you find it very easy to do. She took to mothering like a duck to water. like water off a duck's back You say that criticism is like water off a duck's back or water off a duck's back to emphasize that it is not having any effect on the person being criticized. All the criticism is water off a duck's back to me. duck out of something 逃避 informal to avoid doing something. If you duck out of something that you are supposed to do, you avoid doing it. George ducked out of his forced marriage to a cousin. You can't duck out once you've taken on a responsibility. You can't duck out of your responsibilities. get/have your ducks in a row 安排妥当, 安排好 to be well prepared or well organized for something that is going to happen: They should have had their ducks in a row beforehand, so they were ready to start the job when required. duck and cover I. to hide under something and cover your face and head, as a way of trying to protect yourself, for example from a nuclear explosion: The phrase "duck and cover" became a standard part of Cold War safety drills during the 1950s. Loudspeakers broadcast messages warning residents to duck and cover. In an earthquake, some remember to "duck and cover," hiding under a strong desk or in a doorway. II. to hide from or try to avoid something or someone that you do not want to deal with: If you need a break from politics, now is your chance to duck and cover with a good summer read. I think I'll just duck and cover and stay out of his way. duck and dive I. to repeatedly move your head or the top part of your body quickly down and in different directions, especially to avoid being hit: Charlie defended himself well, ducking and diving, remembering every skill he had learned at the Boxing Club. They have to duck and dive to avoid the crossfire. II. informal UK to cleverly do everything you can in order to succeed, or to avoid a situation, even when this may not be completely acceptable or honest: He is always ducking and diving and looking for ways of putting his own interests before those of the country. He had never had a steady job, had been ducking and diving since leaving school at the age of 15. duck and dodge (something) I. to move quickly up and down and from side to side, usually in order to avoid hitting or being hit by something: Ducking and dodging, Togura escaped with no more than a few scratches. He fought tooth and nail against the beast, ducking and dodging its lethal blows. II. 回避问题. to repeatedly avoid answering questions or dealing with a situation: Again and again they ducked and dodged and refused a straight answer. For too long, they have ducked and dodged tough questions on foreign policy issues. duck and weave (= US: bob and weave) I. to move quickly up and down and from side to side, usually in order to avoid hitting or being hit by something: The boy began to duck and weave, running hard until he reached the edge of the field and disappeared into the woods. They ducked and weaved through the tangled forest. II. to repeatedly avoid answering questions or dealing with a situation: The Senator ducked and weaved and did anything but give a straight answer. Politicans will turn a blind eye to environmental destruction, they will duck and weave and remain in power. dead duck 走投无路, 必死无疑 someone or something that is very unlikely to be successful, especially because of a mistake or bad judgment: Thanks to the lack of market research, the project was a dead duck right from the start. lame duck I. an unsuccessful person or thing. II. an elected official whose power is reduced because the person who will replace them has already been elected. sitting duck I. someone or something that is very easy for an enemy to shoot or attack: With their bullets all gone, the soldiers were sitting ducks for the enemy. II. a person or thing in a situation that is easy to attack: A car without side-impact airbags is a sitting duck if it's hit broadside by an SUV. duck face (噘嘴脸) someone's face when their lips are pushed outwards, especially in photographs. rubber duck 橡皮鸭 a small plastic or rubber toy duck, especially for playing with in the bath: There was a yellow rubber duck on the side of the bath. Toddlers love splashing around in the water with their rubber ducks. rubber-duck 橡皮艇 a small rubber boat that has air in it to keep its shape: The men were found clinging to a capsized rubber duck. ) beneath a sign flashing "Male Body Palace." Inside was a darkly lit club with black walls and an elevated 抬高了的, cube-shaped stage. Twenty or so Thai boys were lined up 排成一队, on full display. The club's madam appeared at my shoulder: a stylish ladyboy with his face made up 脸上化着妆( make up I. 占比. The people or things that make up something are the members or parts that form that thing. UK shoppers make up the largest percentage of foreign buyers. Insects are made up of tens of thousands of proteins. II. If you make up something such as a story or excuse 编故事, 编造借口, you invent it, sometimes in order to deceive people. I think it's very unkind of you to make up stories about him. I'm not making it up. The character exists in real life. III. If you make yourself up 化妆 or if someone else makes you up, make-up such as powder or lipstick is put on your face. She spent too much time making herself up. She chose Maggie to make her up for her engagement photographs. I can't be bothered to make up my face. put (one's) face on To apply makeup to one's face. Especially said by or of a woman. Hold on, let me put my face on before you take a photo! She never leaves the house without putting her face on first. IV. If you make up an amount, you add something to it so that it is as large as it should be. We can't cover our costs, and rely on donors to make up 补足, 弥补 the difference. The team had six professionals and made the number up with five amateurs. For every £100 you save, I will make it up to £125. V. If you make up time or hours, you work some extra hours because you have previously taken some time off work. They'll have to make up time lost during the strike. VI. If two people make up or make it up 和好 after a quarrel or disagreement, they become friends again. She came back and they made up. They never made up the quarrel. They should make up with their ex-enemy in the West. I'll make it up with him again. VII. If you make up something such as food or medicine, you prepare it by mixing or putting different things together. Prepare the souffle dish before making up the souffle mixture. VIII. If you make up a bed 铺床, you put sheets and blankets on it so that someone can sleep there. Her mother made up a bed in her old room. ) and his hair in a long braid down his back. He was not wearing women's clothes, but a man's suit with a red boutonniere ( boutonniere [ˌbut(ə)nˈɪr] a flower that a man wears on his jacket, for example at a wedding. A buttonhole is a flower that you wear on your coat or dress. ). He put his hands together and bowed 双手合十礼 in traditional Thai fashion. "Welcome, my name is Lom, please sit down." It was around ten o' clock and the club was mostly empty. A handful of overweight, middle-aged white men sat together on one of the black leather couches that spanned 占去了, 占掉了, 占据 the entirety of the room. They sipped drinks and chatted with each other. I went and sat on the opposite side. A short waiter with neatly-combed hair and a handsome face approached me. "Hello, I am Chai, what can I get you to drink?" They constantly pester you to spend money in these places. I ran up a pretty good bill the night before. But now, I genuinely did want to loosen my nerves a little. "Screwdriver, please," I said. The waiter bowed and went away. Hot lights bore down ( bear down I. ​American to try very hard. We need to bear down if we want to make this work. II. to move quickly toward someone in a determined and threatening way. bear down on 冲着过来: If someone or something bears down on you, they move quickly towards you in a threatening way. A group of half a dozen men entered the pub and bore down on the bar. I could see a police car bearing down on us. III. to push or press downward. It's a natural instinct for a woman giving birth to bear down 向下挤压. bear down on: To bear down on something means to push or press downwards with steady pressure. The roof support structure had collapsed and the entire weight was bearing down on the ceiling. The structure is positioned to bear down on its supports.) on the fit, young men on the glittering center stage. A group of five or so lined each of its four edges. They were naked except for identical pairs of white briefs with a red elastic band. Like the women I'd spotted earlier, each one had a number pinned to his underwear. A slow techno beat 电子音乐 blared over the speakers. Some of the guys attempted to sway 摇晃, 晃晃 their hips and move sensually to the music. Most of them looked bored, hugging themselves or awkwardly scratching their forearms. A few noticed me sitting alone and tried to get my attention. They grinned big, flipped their tongues and gestured to their bulges. I chuckled and looked away. Thai men in general are physically attractive, with their slender features, hairless, defined chests and orange-brown skin that light simply worships. These guys were no exception. Some had oiled themselves up, which accentuated 突出, 凸显 their curves and gave an especially nice gleam ( glare v. I. to look at someone or something in a very angry way. glare at: They glared at each other across the table. II. to shine with a very strong light that makes you feel uncomfortable. The sun glared down, dazzling them. n. [countable] an angry look. 瞪一眼, 瞪人. She gave me a furious glare. Media glare too intense for suspect who turns self in. II. [singular/ uncountable] 闪光 an unpleasant bright light that makes you feel uncomfortable. You can put a filter in front of your computer screen to reduce glare. the glare of the midday sun. the glare of publicity / the media 媒体注视, 媒体审视 attention from newspapers and television, especially when you do not want it. Their relationship will be severely tested in the full glare of media publicity. gleaming 亮的发光的. 干净的发光的. bright and shiny from being cleaned: gleaming smiles. a gleaming kitchen, gleaming windows. gleam n. a brief or dim indication: Her fair hair had a golden gleam. There was a gleam of hope for a peaceful settlement. a gleam of intelligence. a gleam of hope. saw gleams of daylight through the cracks. verb. I. 闪闪发光的(glisten因为湿或者光滑而反光的亮, gleam自身的微弱的亮光.) to produce or reflect a small, bright light: He polished the table until it gleamed. II. When eyes gleam, they shine in a way that expresses a particular emotion: His eyes gleamed with/in triumph. intelligence gleamed in his eyes. a gleam in your eye an expression in your eyes that shows that you are amused or that you have a secret: "I can't tell you that yet, but I will soon," Grandpa said with a gleam in his eye. glean 收集信息 I. to learn small pieces of information by asking questions or watching or listening carefully. Their decisions were based on financial information gleaned from the Internet. II. [intransitive/transitive] 拾麦穗. to pick up small amounts of the crops left in a field after they have been cut and collected by the farmer. glint (gleam) in (one's) eye(s) I. A brief and subtle expression in one's eye(s) indicating a hidden or secret emotion, agenda, idea, plan, etc. She said that she was happy for both of them, but I knew by the glint 坏水, 小狡黠 in her eye that she despised Mark's new girlfriend. My father, with a glint in his eyes, told me that I would get the best present after the party was over. I can see a glint of evilness in his eyes. II. A person or thing that has been planned or discussed but has not yet come into being. Jonathan says he's going to write the great American novel, but it's just a glint in his eye at this point. I knew your parents back when you were just a glint in their eyes. a full, good, thick, etc. head of hair 满头浓发 a lot of hair: Even as a tiny baby, she had a thick head of hair. glint verb. I. If something glints, it produces or reflects a quick flash of light. The sea glinted in the sun. Sunlight glinted on his spectacles. ...the glinting ripples of water. II. If someone's eyes glint, they shine and express a particular emotion. When someone's eyes glint, they look bright, expressing a strong emotion: She smiled at him, her eyes glinting with mischief. Her eyes glinted wildly. A mischievous spark glinted in his eyes. noun. I. A glint is a quick flash of light. ...a glint of silver. ...glints of sunlight. II. A glint in someone's eyes is a brightness that expresses a particular emotion. He came up to me with the glint of triumph in his eye. an occasion when something glints: the glint of a knife. a mischievous glint in his eye. A glint can also be a brief expression in someone's eyes that tells you how that person is really thinking or feeling: a glint of pride in his eye. glisten (ˈɡlisən) (因为湿或者光滑而反光的亮, gleam 自身的微弱的亮光) vb (intr) I. 闪闪发光. 发亮. (of a wet or glossy surface) to gleam by reflecting light. to give off a sparkling or lustrous reflection of or as if of a moist or polished surface. wet leaves glisten in the sunlight. The calm sea glistened in the sunlight. Rain made the streets glisten. The streets glistened in the rain. Her eyes glistened with tears. a long beach of glistening sand. II. (of light) to reflect with brightness: the sunlight glistens on wet leaves. Glisten is a verb meaning that something looks shiny, like it's wet. Rocks on the beach glisten in the sun. And your sister's prom dress, covered in sequins, no doubt will glisten under the disco ball. The word glisten can also be used metaphorically( euphemism隐晦 ). After you tossed and turned throughout the night, in the morning, you could see the perfect solution glisten right in front of you. As a noun, a glisten is a bright shine. When you are driving into the setting sun, the glisten of the sun on the hood of the car makes it hard to see. gleam VS glisten: gleam: A bright, clear, sharp reflection on Hard, Smooth, Polished surface. Often Bright, focused, often small. used for Metal, glass, jewels, eyes (with emotion), hope. glisten: A shimmering, wet, oily reflection on Wet, Oily, Slick surface.  Often Soft, shimmering, sparkling. Used for Water, sweat, tears, dew, oil, rain-soaked streets. Gleam: A gleam is a bright, clean, and often sharp flash of reflected light. It comes from a smooth, hard surface. Surfaces: Polished metal, polished wood, glass, jewels, a clean car, a smooth stone. Quality: The light is typically focused and direct. It can be a single point of light or a steady, soft shine. Figurative Use: Often used for something emerging briefly or for a positive emotion in someone's eyes. The gleam of a knife flashed in the dark. He polished the table until it had a soft gleam. There was a mischievous gleam in her eyes. A gleam of hope appeared after days of bad news. Glisten: To glisten is to shine with a sparkling, shimmering light, usually because the surface is wet or oily. Surfaces: Water, sweat, skin after exercise, tears in eyes, dew on grass, a rainy street, buttered toast. Quality: The light is softer and more diffuse than a gleam. It's made up of many tiny, moving points of light because the surface (like water) isn't perfectly stable. Figurative Use: Less common than "gleam," but can be used to emphasize a wet, slick appearance. His forehead was glistening with sweat. The snow glistened in the morning sun. Her eyes glistened with tears. (Note the difference from "gleam": "glisten with tears" implies they are about to fall, while "a gleam in her eyes" implies emotion or an idea.). Imagine a street at night after rain: The puddles might glisten under the streetlights (shimmering, wet surface). The chrome bumper of a car parked nearby would gleam under the same lights (hard, polished surface). 
Glitter: Similar to glisten, but from many small, bright, sparkly points (e.g., glitter on a craft project, a glittering diamond). Glint: Very similar to gleam, but even quicker, smaller, and sharper (e.g., a glint of light off a watch, a glint of metal in the grass). Glow: To produce a steady, warm, soft light from within, not a reflection (e.g., a lightbulb glows, a fireplace glows). ) to their bodies. Chai the waiter came back and set my screwdriver down at the wheel-sized table in front of me. I sipped it, wanting the alcohol to go to my head. "Which boy you like?" Asked Lom the madam, suddenly perched on the couch next to me. "You want to talk to a boy just tell me the number and you chat." "Thank you," I said, a bit annoyed. "I'm just looking." He got the message and went away. Every ten minutes or so, the boys changed their positions on stage. The five standing in front walked single file 站成一队 ( walk/march/stand (in) single file 站成一对走 To walk forward with others in a line one person in width. The teacher told the children to line up alphabetically and then walk single file to the auditorium. We watched the soldiers walk in single file along the street. lead the line 站在队首 To be the first person in a line of people. All right, kids, who wants to lead the line when we walk to lunch today? come in(to) line = get into line 排成队 = bring someone into line I. To become straight; to form into a line or row. The teacher waited for her students to come into line before they walked to the auditorium. The cars all came in line after the traffic merged into a single lane. II. 站队. To conform, adhere to, or agree with that which is established or generally accepted, such as rules, beliefs, modes of behavior, etc. You might have some wild ideas for the future, but you'll never get anywhere in this business if you don't start coming into line with your boss's expectations. We all tend to have revolutionary ideals in our youth, but we usually come in line with the general populace as we grow older. get a line on (someone or something) 得到信息, 得到消息 To have or obtain helpful information about someone or something. I've got a line on a few job opportunities in the city. John says he can get a line on a guy who can fix the car for half the price. If you get a line on someone or something, you get some information about them. We've been trying to get a line on you, and the more we try, the less we find. Note: You can say that you have a line on someone or something if you have some information about them. I really don't have a line on what's going to happen yet. abreast adv. If people or things walk/move abreast 肩并肩, they are next to each other, side by side, and facing in the same direction. The steep pavement was too narrow for them to walk abreast. ...a group of youths riding their motorbikes four abreast. abreast of If you are abreast of someone or something, you are level with them or in line with them. As he drew abreast of the man he pretended to stumble. walk/ride etc abreast to walk, ride etc next to each other, all facing the same way. two/three/four etc abreast 四人并肩, 两人并肩, 两纵队, 四纵队 (=with two, three, four etc people or vehicles next to each other) The planes were flying four abreast. ) to the right side, the ones on the right walked to the back and so on. Far on the other end of the very long couch sat a group of ten other scantily-clad guys waiting to go on. Occasionally, someone on stage got tired and traded places with a guy on the couch. Lom came back and attempted to point men out to me. "He is very sexy, no? You want to chat with him? You see a boy you like, you can take him back to your hotel room, okay?" I sipped my screwdriver, ignoring him. He gave up and tried to chat up the group of men on the other side. The boys were all fine specimens [ˈspesəmən] ( I. 物种. ​medical a small amount of blood, urine, or another liquid taken from your body so that it can be examined. A specimen is a single plant or animal which is an example of a particular species or type and is examined by scientists. 200,000 specimens of fungus are kept at the Komarov Botanical Institute. ...North American fossil specimens. Collectors will pay $50,000 to $1 million for a rare specimen. a saliva specimen. specimen of: We have to test a specimen of your blood before you can become a donor. II. 样例. 样板. an example of something, especially of a plant or an animal. A specimen of something is an example of it which gives an idea of what the whole of it is like. Job applicants have to submit a specimen of handwriting.  ...a specimen bank note. The first recorded specimen of the fish was caught in the Pacific. a magnificent specimen of an Indian fig tree. III. A specimen is a small quantity of someone's urine, blood, or other body fluid which is examined in a medical laboratory, in order to find out if they are ill or if they have been drinking alcohol or taking drugs. He refused to provide a specimen 血样, 尿样. If your urine specimen shows the presence of bacteria, you'll be prescribed antibiotics. IV. a particular type of person. This word is often used in a humorous way, especially to talk about someone's appearance. You can use specimen to refer to someone who has a quality of a particular kind. He is a fine specimen 出色物种, 大帅哥 of his class. He was a fine specimen of Texan manhood. ), though none of them specifically caught my attention. That is, until I noticed number fifty-three. He was a head taller 高出一头 than the others. He had thick, luxuriant [lʌɡˈzjʊəriənt] (I. luxuriant plants 茂盛的植物, 茂盛的树木 grow well and look very healthy. Luxuriant plants, trees, and gardens are large, healthy, and growing well. ...large oak trees with wide spreading branches and luxuriant foliage. II. luxuriant hair is thick and healthy. If you describe someone's hair as luxuriant 浓密的头发, 茂密的秀发, you mean that it is very thick and healthy. Hair that's thick and luxuriant needs regular trimming. III. extremely pleasant or comfortable. ) black hair and a fair face with wide, shining black eyes. He was beaming radiantly out into the club like a Disney prince. He looked eager to make friends, eager to be chosen. His pearly white teeth beautifully set off the dark, mocha tone of his skin. He was sculpted 雕塑般的, 雕刻般的身体 (etched) and athletic with broad shoulders; arms and legs thick and well-proportioned 匀称的身材, 身材比例匀称. My eyes moved up and down the contours [ˈkɑnˌtʊr] 轮廓, 曲线 ( I. often plural You can refer to the general shape or outline of an object as its contours. the shape of the outside edge of something The sculpture reproduces the smooth contours of the human body. ...the texture and colour of the skin, the contours of the body. They mould to the contours of your feet. II.  contour = contour line A contour on a map is a line joining points of equal height and indicating hills, valleys, and the steepness of slopes. a line on a map joining points that are the same height above or below sea level. The lines are used for showing hills, mountains, and valleys. There were three moderate climbs to just below the 450 feet contour 等高线, 水平线. ...a contour map showing two hills and this large mountain in the middle. verb. To contour is to use different shades of make-up to highlight certain areas of someone's face. I used golden tones to contour the cheeks, ensuring Katy's cheekbones really stood out. The different shades allow you to highlight and contour. ) of his body. He was elegantly muscled 肌肉漂亮, his chest knotted and well-defined. I watched his taut stomach 紧实得的腹部 with its deep, oval-shaped navel rise and fall. The light caught the dimples of a chocolate-bar abs, he was developing a six pack. The muscles in his upper arms flexed as he hugged himself. I watched the way he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. He was both confident and vulnerable. His hair and skin shown seemingly from an inner glow as much as from the blaring lights overhead. Lom's keen eye 眼尖 caught me watching him. "Number fifty-three, you like? Very sexy boy." I had to agree. I had just spied the impressive curve of his backside as he changed positions. It was so round and tight in that white speedo as to almost defy gravity. "You want to chat, number fifty-three?" Lom pressed. Number fifty-three's eyes suddenly met mine. His grin broadened 咧嘴笑 and he bit his lip seductively. Without giving myself time to think it over, I nodded. Lom stood up and got his attention. Number fifty-three made his way to the right and down the stairs, grinning broadly as he approached me. "Good evening," he put his hands together and bowed. I bowed back. He came and sat down next to me in the place Lom had been. "Drink for him?" Lom asked, the waiter at his side. I told number fifty-three to order whatever he wanted. He chose rum and coke, one of the more expensive things on the menu. The alcohol was going to my head and I surveyed his bronzed, muscular body, offset nicely by those white briefs. My body immediately began to awaken to his presence. His muscular arms were sleeved with black ink tattoos. They coiled around him like snakes patterned in tear-shaped scales, or maybe flames of fire. "I am Prasang," he said, grinning that champion smile. "Jim," I said, giving him my firmest possible handshake (limp handshake). I watched his bicep ripple as he squeezed my hand. Chai came with the rum and coke and another screwdriver for me. Prasang picked up his drink and sipped delicately through the straw. I leaned in 靠过去, feeling the heat from his body. "Were you having fun up there?" I smirked. He smiled and shook his head. "Very boring." "So what do you do when you're not showing off your hot body on a stage?" I boomed ( noun. I. If there is a boom in the economy, there is an increase in economic activity, for example in the amount of things that are being bought and sold. An economic boom followed, especially in housing and construction. The 1980s were indeed boom years. ...the cycle of boom and bust which has damaged us for 40 years. II. A boom in something is an increase in its amount, frequency, or success. The boom in the sport's popularity has meant more calls for stricter safety regulations. Public transport has not been able to cope adequately with the travel boom. III. On a boat, the boom is the long pole which is attached to the bottom of the sail and to the mast and which you move when you want to alter the direction in which you are sailing. IV. A boom is a large floating barrier that is used for stopping oil that has spilled from spreading. Verb I. If the economy or a business is booming, the amount of things being bought or sold is increasing. When the economy is booming, people buy new cars. Sales are booming. It has a booming tourist industry. II. When something such as someone's voice 大声说, 提高音量, a cannon, or a big drum booms, it makes a loud, deep sound that lasts for several seconds. 'Ladies,' boomed Helena, without a microphone, 'we all know why we're here tonight.' Thunder boomed like battlefield cannons over Crooked Mountain. Music boomed out from loudspeakers. A megaphone boomed out, 'This is the police.' He turned his sightless eyes their way and boomed out a greeting. The stillness of night was broken by the boom of a cannon.) at him over the loud music. He smiled, looking a bit embarrassed. "I am a university student. I do this to make money." I nodded my head, surprised, but appreciative of his honesty. I complimented him on his English, though in my experience many Thais speak the language quite naturally. He said he was twenty-four and had been doing this about three months now. "You get a lot of business?" I asked, pinning him with my gaze 死盯着. "Yes, quite a bit," he looked cocky even as he blushed. That wasn't terribly surprising. I could imagine him getting "chosen" more frequently than some of the other boys. "I like your tattoos," I said. My head was swimming with alcohol and I felt ready to escalate things. "Thank you," he said politely. "Can you flex your arm for me?" He didn't understand the word "flex," so I mimicked it with my own arm. He made a fist. The big, firm lump 肌肉鼓包 of his muscle popped out. I pushed against its hardness. "Impressive," I said, "You're a real muscle man." He laughed shyly and thanked me again. "Any tattoos back here?" I tapped him on the back, thoroughly turned on at the opportunity to explore his body. Prasang sat forward 前倾 and showed me. He had one of those Buddhist tattoos covering his entire back like many Thai men have. This one was a complex stencil of a Theravada Buddha sitting on a lotus. Eyes open. The snake/flame pattern on his arms flowed outward from this figure, making it seem like the Buddha himself was engulfed in a holy fire. The full tattoo ran down his back and underneath his briefs where I could not see. I hooked my finger 手指勾住 into his undies and pulled back the elastic. The tattoo ran down into the crevice of his ass 股沟, but his pert, round buns were left uninked. "Beautiful," I whispered. He laughed again as I playfully snapped the elastic back. In my drunkenness, I began tracing my finger over the contours of the Buddha: the face, the torso, then down to the lotus throne. My cock was rising as I touched him. He was warm. His skin was smooth as silk. He gleamed with health in the light. I trailed the fingers of both hands down his back, mesmerized. I lifted up his arms at the elbow. "Could you flex for me one more time? Both arms, please." Prasang straightened his spine 站直了 and rolled back his shoulders. He tightened 绷直 both arms in a muscleman pose. I ran my fingertips lightly over his back, swelling with hot desire. I followed the shallow crevice of his spin down to his briefs. My hands looked especially pale against the black and brown of his body. I pressed my thumbs into him. "Ahhh," he breathed. He leaned back into the sensation of my large, capable hands upon him. I looked over his shoulder and noticed he was expanding in his white speedo. All the while, he kept that muscle pose, keeping his biceps taut. He seemed willing to hold it as long as I wanted him to. I was learning quickly that he enjoyed having his body admired. My desire grew tastier as I realized how compliant 听话的 he was. How eager he was to please a client. This situation had potential. The fact that I was fully clothed in my t-shirt and jeans while he was nearly naked made it even more thrilling. My hands made their way up his strong, v-shaped back until I was cupping his shoulders. "Does that feel good, Prasang?" I asked. "Yes," he purred. I squeezed the bulging muscles of his still flexing arms. "Do you like my hands or your body?" I breathed the words onto the nape of his neck. I saw the hairs stand up. "Yes," he breathed. I leaned in to see his eyes were closed as he enjoyed the sensation. His pink tongue ran the length of his full, luscious lips. They looked ripe and tasty as passion fruit. "Yes...yes I like it..." The palpitations 快速心跳 ( [pælpɪˈteɪʃənz] the movements of your heart when it beats faster than usual. When someone has palpitations, their heart beats very fast in an irregular way. Caffeine can cause palpitations and headaches. ) of my heart were increasing. He kept striking his pose until I lowered his arms for him and invited him to sit back. The front of his speedo was swelling still bigger. "So are you gay then?" I asked. I felt more forward, more in charge of him all the time. I had to swallow down my saliva. Prasang thought. He crossed his thick arms, resting them just beneath his round pecs. "I would say I am about seventy percent straight and thirty percent gay." He smiled that cocky smile again. I raised my eyebrows. I had never heard anyone frame ( I. to form an edge to something in an attractive way: Her new hairstyle frames her face in a much more flattering way. II. informal to make a person seem to be guilty of a crime when they are not, by producing facts or information that are not true: He claimed he'd been framed by the police. III. to present or describe something in a particular way: be framed as The smoking ban was framed as 说成是 a way to protect workers from secondhand smoke. It is easy, but not helpful, to frame this situation 描述为 as "us against them". He suggested framing the issue positively. IV. to express something, choosing your words carefully: The interview would have been more productive if the questions had been framed 措辞 more precisely. Lawyers have framed the clause very carefully. Words such as "however", "because",and "therefore" are key to framing an argument. ) their sexuality quite like that before. Some men may have been turned off by the idea of his being only a little bit gay. I, on the other hand, was turned on. I smiled and moved a bit closer to him. I wrapped one arm around his shoulder. I walked two of my fingers up his bare leg. He was not at all resistant 抗拒的( I. Someone who is resistant to something is opposed to it and wants to prevent it. opposed to something. resistant to: people who are stubbornly resistant to change. Some people are very resistant to the idea of exercise. II. If something is resistant to a particular thing, it is not harmed by it. not harmed or affected by something a disease that is resistant to 有抵抗力的 antibiotics. ...how to improve plants to make them more resistant 抵抗的 to disease. The body may be less resistant if it is cold. heat-resistant 抗热的 (water-resistant 抗水的, 防水的) not easily damaged by heat. restive [ˈrestɪv] 安静的, 有耐心的 someone who is restive is not willing or able to keep still or be patient and is becoming difficult to control, especially because they are bored or dissatisfied. The speeches were dull and the listening crowd became increasingly restive. ), though I watched his brown body break out in gooseflesh in response to my touch. "So, do you have a girlfriend, then?" He chuckled uneasily 不自然的笑笑, in spite of himself. He was blushing deeply now. I liked watching him blush, he was beautiful in his embarrassment. "No," he swallowed, "Not really...not right now." "Not really?" I said in fake astonishment, my fingers getting closer to his waking cock. "Just a little bit maybe..? A friend with benefits to keep this guy happy?" I reached up and pinched the head of his penis through his white briefs. He giggled in embarrassment, face burning red now. I could feel the heat of it. I chuckled, too. By this time my cock was straining 挣扎 in my jeans(strain I. to try very hard to do something. If you strain to do something, you make a great effort to do it when it is difficult to do. I had to strain to hear. Several thousand supporters strained to catch a glimpse of the new president. They strained their eyes, but saw nothing. strain to do something 挣扎, 费劲的 极力, 奋力: I strained to hear what they were saying. strain for 伸长了脖子: tourists straining for a view of the tower. strain yourself: I could keep up with him, without straining myself 太过辛苦, 太辛苦, 太用力. a. To strain something means to make it do more than it is able to do. The volume of scheduled flights is straining the air traffic control system. Resources will be further strained by new demands for housing. II. transitive to make a relationship uncomfortable and not friendly. Relations between the two nations have been strained 关系恶化 since the war. III. transitive 拉伤. to injure yourself by twisting or stretching a muscle too much. If you strain a muscle, you injure it by using it too much or twisting it. He strained his back during a practice session. I've strained a muscle in my shoulder. strain your back/eyes 眼睛劳累, 累到眼睛, 伤到背: Reading in poor light can strain your eyes. strain your eyes​/​ears 使劲看, 使劲听, 睁大眼看 to try very hard to see or hear something. IV. transitive 过滤. to separate a solid from a liquid by pouring it into a strainer. When you strain food, you separate the liquid part of it from the solid parts. Strain the stock and put it back into the pan. V. intransitive to pull at something very hard. strain at: The elephants strained at their ropes. a. to push against something very hard. strain against: Tommy was straining against the straps of his car seat. noun. I. 压力. If strain is put on an organization or system, it has to do more than it is able to do. The prison service is already under considerable strain. The vast expansion in secondary education is putting an enormous strain on the system. ...the credit crunch caused by strains on the banking system. II. Strain is a state of worry and tension caused by a difficult situation. She was tired and under great strain. ...the stresses and strains of a busy and demanding career. III. If you say that a situation is a strain, you mean that it makes you worried and tense. I sometimes find it a strain 有压力的事情, 让人不安 to be responsible for the mortgage. IV. Strain is a force that pushes, pulls, or stretches something 张力 ( stress 压力 ) in a way that may damage it. Place your hands under your buttocks to take some of the strain off your back. The large door already places plenty of strain on the hinges. V. Strain is an injury to a muscle in your body, caused by using the muscle too much or twisting it. Avoid muscle strain by warming up with slow jogging. ...a groin strain. V. 一丝丝的, 一丢丢的, 些许的. 一点点的 You can use strain to refer to a particular quality in someone's character, remarks, or work. There was a strain of bitterness in his voice. ...this cynical strain in the book. VI. A strain of a germ, plant, or other organism is a particular type of it. Every year new strains of influenza develop. ...a particularly beautiful strain of Swiss pansies. eye strain = eye sore 眼睛疼, 眼睛疲劳 If you suffer from eye strain, you feel pain around your eyes or at the back of your eyes, because you are very tired or should be wearing glasses. repetitive strain injury Repetitive strain injury is the same as RSI. ...computer users suffering from repetitive strain injury. ), wanting to be freed, wanting him. I gave his bulge a good squeeze before letting go. "You like him, no? He's very sexy." Lom was back. "You like him, you can take him back to your hotel room." I had to admit, I was tempted. "How much?" I asked, caressing Prasang's shoulder. "Fifteen thousand baht for two hours," Lom said. That is about forty-five American dollars. Not a bad price, particularly considering the specimen I would be getting. "And what could we do in that time?" I asked. Now Prasang leaned forward and laid his hand on top of mine. "Anything you want," he said, voice lowered. He looked at me with his shining black eyes. He licked his full, glistening lips again. "Anything you want for two hours. Massage. I can give you a traditional Thai massage. Very relaxing." "Oh really?" I said playfully. A massage was not what I had in mind, but I decided to indulge Prasang. I held out my arm, "can you give me a demonstration?" Balling his hands into fists, the handsome boy pressed my arm between both of his. I am quite big and strong myself (though more in a husky bear kind of way) but this was almost like being pressed in a vice. He worked his way up to my forearm. I drew in a hissing breath as my muscles turned to jelly in his grasp. "Wow," I said in some discomfort, "You are definitely as strong as you look." "Yes, very big and strong," said Lom at my side, "Strong in the bedroom, too." I looked at Lom with annoyance. I am not the type who likes to be pushed into things or to make decisions on the spur of the moment. I prefer to be in control of a situation. I paid for my drinks, gave both Lom and Prasang a generous tip, then headed for the door. "Come back again," Prasang said to me in that same low voice before I departed, "I will wait for you." I took a last glance back at him, sitting there smiling that beautiful smile in full, muscular nakedness. The night air felt good on my face after the heat of the club. Neon lights swam in front of me as I tried to navigate the busy alley. Ghost guides called me to come to their clubs. I took a detour out of Gay Alley and found a seat at a local outdoor food stand. I ordered a steaming plate of Pad Thai and a bottle of water. As I sat there, I thought of Prasang. His gorgeous, gleaming body. His smile. He was so eager to please. So willing to let me enjoy him. "I will wait for you," he had said. As I slurped the noodles down, my head cleared and I became more enticed by the prospect of what we might do. Of the various activities we might engage in. He would surely be the most attractive man I'd ever gotten my hands on. It would cost, but he seemed willing to work for the money. Anyway, I was pulling in some good dough (  uncountable ​informal money ) now and who knew what he would be willing to do for the right price? I paid the bill and headed down the street to a 7/11. I found what I was looking for: a little bottle of rubbing oil. I paid, then stuck it in the pocket of my jeans. "Hello, good evening, sir, welcome back," Lom bowed as I entered Male Body Palace once again. I'd been gone for about twenty minutes. "Number fifty-three?" I asked. I hoped to God no one had snatched him up. Lom gestured to Prasang. He was over in the far corner, sitting with the other boys on the sleek, black couch. When he saw me, his face lit up. I could see the flash of his white teeth even through the din. He jogged triumphantly over to me and bowed. "Hello again, sir." "Shall we do this?" I asked, my voice husky, confident. He took my hand in both of his. "Yes, I want to...with you," he held me with that hypnotic gaze, "I really want to." I have never swooned ( swoon I. to be extremely excited and impressed by someone who you like or admire. If you swoon, you are strongly affected by your feelings for someone you love or admire very much. Virtually every woman in the '20s swooned over Valentino. The crowd shriek and swoon at his every word.  ]The entire audience seemed to swoon when he appeared on stage. II. ​old-fashioned to become unconscious and fall to the ground.) before, but with the way this gorgeous Thai boy was looking at me, I'm not sure anyone could have blamed me if I passed out right then. He went back to the locker room to put his clothes on. I paid the club fee to Lom. "He's a very sexy boy, no?" Chai the waiter was back. "He is," I nodded coolly, "You like him, too?" Chai smiled. "Oh yes, very sexy. But he is a straight boy, though. I am a gay. When you come back tomorrow, you can buy me, okay?" He undid the first three buttons of his white dress shirt to reveal his bronze chest. I reached in and caressed the silky smoothness. I nodded in approval. "Very nice." Chai produced a card and scribbled his name and cell phone number on it. "Call me," he smiled, then went away. Business was picking up at the club. There were more tourists now, some of them seated with Thai boys from the stage. I saw one of the middle-aged white men from before, chatting with a petite young man, his large paw cupping the boy's crotch. Soon Prasang was back. He was wearing a stylish t-shirt and stone-washed jeans. A black gym bag was slung over 斜跨 his shoulder. His tattoos may have looked even more sensual coming out of his shirt sleeves. Grinning warmly, he embraced me with one powerful arm. "Okay, just follow me." He took my hand and guided me out of the club. "Have fun," called Chai behind us. We walked like two lovers, hand in hand. I felt weak at the knee, like a high school girl who had just snagged a date with the star quarterback. Ghost guides whooped ( whoop to shout unexpectedly because you are very happy or excited about something. The crowd applauded, whooping and whistling. ) and jeered when the two of us passed by. Prasang grinned and blushed. He led me to the very end of Gay Alley and turned right. Another right turn led us to a street along a busy highway. "The hotel is just this way," said Prasang, still holding my hand. The idea was to go to a special hotel nearby that you could rent for a few hours. A "fooling-around" hotel as opposed to a "sleeping" hotel. I smiled at him and put my arm around his strong shoulder again. "So we can do whatever I want tonight, right?" My heartbeat picked up. It was time to discuss how I wanted things. He nodded, smiling sweetly, "Yes, whatever you want me to do. I am yours for two hours." I lowered my hand from his shoulder to his firm ass in those jeans. I squeezed. It was tight and round as a ripe fruit. He half laughed, half coughed. I saw nervousness behind his amiable grin. Anyone driving down the highway would have seen us together. Would have seen my gratuitously ( gratuitous [ɡrəˈtuɪtəs] adj I. 不必要的, 没来由的. 没头没脑的. 无缘无故的. not called for by the circumstances. not necessary, appropriate, or justified. unwarranted. done or shown without any good reason. If you describe something as gratuitous, you mean that it is unnecessary, and often harmful or upsetting. There's too much crime and gratuitous violence on TV. ...his insistence on offering gratuitous advice. They wanted me to change the title to something less gratuitously offensive. There's too much gratuitous violence in the movie. a gratuitous insult. a gratuitous assumption. a movie criticized for gratuitous violence. II. given unearned or without recompense We mistake the gratuitous blessings of Heaven for the fruits of our own industry. III. costing nothing. It was printed in France at the author's expense, for gratuitous distribution to educators and others. III. not involving a return benefit, compensation, or consideration has gratuitous permission to pass over private land) groping him. "So, you're going to be my boyfriend tonight, right Prasang?" I squeezed a bit harder. He swallowed, then nodded. "Yes, yes I'll be your boyfriend tonight." I hurried him along, deliberately picking up the pace. I enjoyed the increased movement of his ass beneath my hand. "You can be my boyfriend," I said, "But you're going to have to earn it...it's fifteen hundred baht, right?" He nodded again, catching his breath, "Yes." "I could make it more than that. I could even double it, but that all depends on you...are you going to do a good job tonight?" His breaths increased as we walked faster, though his eyes lit up at the idea of making double the money. "Yes, yes, of course," he said eagerly, "I'll do whatever you want, I promise." I squeezed his moving, round ass again and gave it a good, hard pat. "That's what I like to hear. Now, let's get to that hotel." I gave Prasang the money to pay the receptionist at the front desk. They chatted a bit in Thai and she handed him the key. My hand caressed his back as they talked. He felt smooth and warm. My drunken excitement was growing. I couldn't keep my eyes off his body, I was anxious to get him alone and strip those clothes off him. He flashed me that grin 冲我一笑, 冲着笑, like sunshine breaking through clouds, and took my hand. I had asked him to be my boyfriend tonight and it certainly appeared he was willing to play the part. He guided me down the hall. The walls of our room were covered in a gaudy, brown stone paneling. The carpet and bedspread were a loud 刺眼的, 扎眼的, 辣眼睛的 ( [disapproval] If you describe something, especially a piece of clothing, as loud, you dislike it because it has very bright colours or very large, bold patterns which look unpleasant. very bright in a way that does not show good taste a loud patterned shirt. He liked to shock with his gold chains and loud clothes. I once paid £120 for an extremely loud shirt which I've yet to wear. II. ​formal expressing an opinion very often or very clearly be loud in your support/opposition: Congress has been loud in its opposition to the new legislation. ) orange, the same color Thai monks wear. Prasang put down his bag. I waited in the middle of the room. He swaggered over to me smiling and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. His tattoos looked like tiger stripes coming out of his t-shirt. I smiled at him and combed my fingers through his thick, black hair. He held me with those wing-shaped eyes of his, then leaned in and kissed me. His lips were full and sensuous to the taste. I felt the dazzle in my mouth as when biting into a succulent 肉厚多汁的 fruit. A wonderful shudder, then a tingle went through me and down to my cock. I opened my mouth and accepted his hot tongue. I grew hard as I suckled it. Our tongues slid against each other. I pushed my swelling groin against his. When I pulled away, he smiled at me doe-eyed. "Beautiful boy," I whispered. I couldn't help myself, he was so attractive it was almost too much. Undoubtedly the sexiest man I'd ever kissed. I lifted up the bottom of his t-shirt and slid it over his silky 皮肤光滑的, 水嫩丝滑的, washboard stomach and chest. It came clean off and dropped to the floor. I ran my hands over his bare shoulders, eager for more of what I'd experienced at Male Body Palace. He had the most fabulously smooth skin. Hairless as he was, there was no friction whatsoever as I ran my hands over his torso. I cupped his pecs, squeezing them like firm cantaloupes. I flicked my fingertips over his chocolate brown nipples to make them stand out firm. He looked down, watching my hands explore his body. He smiled with approval, seeming almost as fascinated by his physique as I was. I lifted up his arms. "Flex for me again, please, Prasang, let me see that muscle man pose." My cock snaked upward as he pinned 盯着 me with those glittering black eyes, apparently attempting to make me melt into the floor. He clenched his fists and flexed them taut, holding his arms in the double biceps pose once again. I squeezed the rock-hard mounds 肌肉块. His pecs bulged, as well, as though served up to me on a platter. Still squeezing, I leaned in for another savory, hot kiss. This time, the open coil of his mouth accepted my tongue. He held his muscle pose as I familiarized myself with the curves and contours of his body, from his flexing arms to his manly chest and back again. "Beautiful," I whispered again, my mouth inches from his. "Just beautiful." "Thank you," he said softly, looking pleased. "Now I want you to keep these biceps tight, okay?" I said. Prasang held his pose as I circled around him, brushing his rib cage lightly with my fingertips. I pressed my thumbs into the strong, accentuated lines of his back, into the tattooed figure of the Buddha. "Ahh," he moaned. I worked my way down with my thumbs, all the way to his stone-washed jeans and the swell 隆起 of his ass. I watched him in the big, plate-glass mirror ( a flat glass mirror without a frame.) on the opposite wall, eyes closed. His pink mouth formed delicate Os as he took in what he was feeling. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips like a tiger, as though he too enjoyed the taste of them. I watched myself behind him, a taller, bulkier, pale white guy in a t-shirt and jeans who was definitely not in Prasang's league. Yet, that somehow made it all the more exciting, knowing this amazing male specimen was flexing for me and going to allow me to get him naked enjoy him completely. I watched us both as my arms circled his waist and found the button of his jeans. His biceps remained tight as I unfastened him and pulled down the zipper. I watched myself in the glass, rubbing the fabric of those white briefs with the red band he'd been wearing at the club. He cooed ( I. intransitive ︎to make the soft low sound that birds such as doves and pigeons make. When a dove or pigeon coos, it makes the soft sounds that doves and pigeons typically make. Pigeons fluttered in and out, cooing gently. II. intransitive/transitive to speak in a soft and gentle way, especially when saying nice things. When someone coos, they speak in a very soft, quiet voice which is intended to sound attractive. She paused to coo at the baby. 'Isn't this marvellous?' she cooed 柔声说. ), almost completely hard beneath them. I pulled his pants down over his legs and all at once, he was dressed just as he had been: naked but for the shimmering white speedo that starkly contrasted his brown skin. I allowed him a moment to sit on the bed to remove his shoes and socks and to liberate his ankles from his jeans. One of his pecs twitched as he undid his laces. Now his beautiful legs were free, thick and sporty as a hare's (雄兔的腿, 雄鹿的腿). I had never had much interest in men's legs before spending time in Asia. Asian men have the most gorgeous legs, I think because there is virtually no body hair to obscure their shapeliness. When he strutted toward me again, nearly naked now, he planted his feet shoulder length apart. His toes twitched. His lip peeled back in a cocky, boyish half-grin. To my delight, he resumed his double bicep pose without having to be asked. He was ready and willing to give me the experience I wanted and to play by my rules. I traced a green-blue vein through his flexing arm. I hooked the finger of my other hand into the red elastic of his briefs. I pulled back and snapped his undies against his body as we made out. His lips tightened around mine and he chuckled through our kiss. I pushed his briefs down around his thighs. I did not see, but felt as my fingers combed through coarse pubic hair, then cupped 握住 his naked, hanging manhood. "Ahh," he sighed into me as my hand moved over the petal-smooth skin of his cock. He was a healthy, athletic young man and his tool reacted immediately. I stroked him and worked his body. He moaned into my open mouth. His breaths were growing stronger, more frequent. I felt his bare chest swelling against me. Once he was fully erect, I backed away to have a look. Hard and flexing, Prasang opened his eyes and beamed that beautiful, champion smile at me. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other. I starred, spellbound by his hardon. He was big where it counted 该大的地方大. About the same size as me, in fact, though not quite as thick. Prasang's entire body had a tidy, clean look to it and his cock was no exception. It was attractive in a way most men's cocks are not attractive. It looked the way an erect penis really should look, threaded with veins and sporting a big, round ball of a cockhead. Prasang was uncircumcised and the purple tip of his penis was peeking shyly out of its foreskin, tight and shining like a nectarine (杨桃). It looked so very suckable. I, of course, had not removed a single article of clothing. That is not really my thing. I love CMNM and I prefer to strip a man naked while I remain fully clothed. It's not just for the power it gives me, but for the opportunity to focus on and appreciate the other man's body completely. I stared luridly [disapproval] ( [ˈlʊrɪd] I. full of unpleasant or sexual details that are meant to shock or interest people. If you say that something is lurid, you are critical of it because it involves a lot of violence, sex, or shocking detail. ...lurid accounts of Claire's sexual exploits. Some reports have contained lurid accounts of deaths and mutilations. His cousin was soon cursing luridly. a lurid description/story/headline. II. 艳丽的. 俗艳的. a lurid color is very bright in an ugly way. If you describe something as lurid, you do not like it because it is very brightly coloured. She took care to paint her toe nails a lurid red or orange. It had a high ceiling and a luridly coloured square of carpet on the floor.) at Prasang's splendidly nude form, moving my eyes up and down, drinking him in. I gave him a moment to take in this fact. That he was naked and vulnerable before me and flexing like a sex toy. I saw the first blush on his cheek. His confident smile wavered a bit. In my silence I was starting to make him uncomfortable and he felt embarrassed. That was how I wanted him. He was an Adonis and he knew it. I was ready to take him down a few pegs. I went over and sat on the queen-sized bed with the bright orange bedspread. I pointed toward my feet. "Come and stand here in front of me, Prasang." He did as I asked, looking a little less cocky now. The head of his penis bobbed 跳来跳去 proudly before him as he approached. I squeezed the big, round head between two fingers and pulled back the chocolate-brown hood of his foreskin. The red lips of his cock parted as it withdrew. Prasang made a face, "Ack." "You alright?" I looked up at him. He did his best to smile, "Yeah." His foreskin must have been a bit tighter than it looked. I cupped my hand under his balls. They felt hefty and full and his scrotum was snug around them. I slid my mouth over his gorgeous tool. The mushroom cap of his cock was moist, but there was almost no taste at all. He was so clean, like newly washed vegetables wrapped in a damp tissue. I felt his tight stomach expand as he drew in a long satisfied breath. "Mmmm," he purred. I sucked him long and deep, savoring him, enjoying him. I closed my lips around the thickness of him, clasping the loose skin of his shaft with my mouth as I moved back and forth. I took my hefty meal in further, ingesting him inch by inch, allowing myself to grow accustomed to his girth. Once I had him almost all the way down my throat, I started to gag. Tears sprang to my eyes. I choked, but it felt wonderful. He moaned. I felt the head swell at the back of my throat and release a healthy dose of pre-cum. I sucked it all down greedily. It was salty and tangy. Delicious nectar ( I. 肉汁. a thick juice that comes from some fruits. II. 蜜汁. a sweet liquid that some flowers make and that insects and birds drink. Nectar is a sweet liquid produced by flowers, which bees and other insects collect. a sugary fluid secreted within flowers to encourage pollination by insects and other animals, collected by bees to make into honey. III. a drink that tastes very good. If you refer to a drink, especially an alcoholic drink, as nectar, you think it tastes very nice. Tony sipped from his glass. 'Mmm. Ambrosia. Nectar of the gods. Divine. Wonderful.' nectar of the gods used for saying that a drink tastes extremely good. ). He placed a hand on my head and guided my mouth, sliding it up and down his bone-hard member. I reached up and lifted his arms, wanting the double bicep pose again. I wanted him in this position at all times, striking that most virile ( virile [ˈvɪrəl] [ˈvɪˌraɪl] 男人气的, 男人的, 男子汉的, 男子气概的, 雄壮威武的 I. a man who is virile is strong, active, and full of sexual energy. If you describe a man as virile, you mean that he has the qualities that a man is traditionally expected to have, such as strength and sexual energy. He wanted his sons to become strong, virile, and athletic like himself. ...a tall, virile man with rugged good looks. Children are also considered proof of a man's virility. Roberts plays a young law student, with Denzel Washington as her virile co-star. II. something that is virile is strong, powerful, and full of life. Something that is described as virile is considered to be very strong and forceful. ...Prokofiev's most virile, aggressive music. ...a virile approach to difficulties. The strength of national electronics industries has become the new test of industrial virility. a virile performance. virility [vɪˈrɪləti] the strength and power that are considered typical qualities of a man, especially sexual energy. In many cultures, a beard is considered a sign of virility. virility symbol 雄性特征, 男性特征, 男子汉气概: His car is a red turbo-charged Porsche, the classic virility symbol. ) of stances like the Greek statue of an Olympian. I wanted his manliness on display for me. I relished and feasted upon his masculinity, sucking it out of him and drinking it in. I kept one hand on a hard bicep. The other handled his balls. They were like ripe, hanging plums in my hand. I sucked greedily, then decided to pull out. I was in so deep by then, it took a moment to dislodge myself from him. Tears were streaming down my eyes and I sat panting, catching my breath. I pumped his saliva-slick tool with my fist to make sure he stayed hard. "Do you like that, Prasang?" I asked, struggling a bit to find my voice. I looked up at him. He was still flexing, drinking in the experience with his eyes closed. He opened them and smiled down at me. Bathed in the overhead light, he looked like a benevolent demigod. "Yes." I continued stroking. "Do you like a man sucking your cock? Making you hard until you cum?" "Yes," he smiled generously, "I like it very much." "As much as when your girlfriend does it?" I saw discomfort rise behind his eyes. He didn't seem eager to talk about his heterosexual side even though he had admitted earlier that he was mostly straight. He claimed to not have had a girlfriend, but who knew? His reluctance peaked my interest. I poked my head around his body and admired his figure from the back in the mirror. I watched myself on the bed and him standing there in front of me, biceps flexed taut, the muscles in his back standing out strong. The tattooed Buddha watched me with tranquil eyes. I admired his buttocks. Tight, protruding and enticingly curved. They appeared to have been smoothed and sculpted by a Renaissance master. They were a shade lighter 颜色淡了一个色号 than the rest of him: a creamy, milk-tea brown. One single black-inked flame ran, tear-shaped, into the crevice of his ass. It was a perfectly erotic touch. I reached up and stroked it, then pinched the area where it disappeared into his crack. Between the black ink of his back and the dark, cinnamon hue of his legs, his bare buns seemed particularly pale, vulnerable and exposed. They seemed designed to be touched, caressed, and groped. I tapped his thigh. "Sway for me please, Prasang." He looked down at me, not understanding the word. "What?" "Sway 摇摆, 摇晃 your hips. Move them back and forth." I rocked on the bed to demonstrate. Still holding his pose, he began slowly moving his hips. His moist cock bobbed up as he flexed it. I seized it again. His foreskin was sliding back into place and I wanted to keep him exposed and hard. I glanced over to watch his tantalizing, athletic buns sway in the mirror, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. It was as smooth and fluid a movement as milk sloshing( slosh [slɑʃ] 摇晃, 晃荡 I. intransitive/transitive if a liquid sloshes, or if you slosh it, it moves violently inside its container, or some of it comes out of the container. If a liquid sloshes around or if you slosh it around, it moves around in different directions. The water sloshed around the bridge.The label recommends sloshing the mouthwash around in the mouth for 30 seconds. The champagne sloshed and spilt. Some of the paint had sloshed out onto his shoes. II. intransitive to walk through water, mud, or snow in a noisy way. If you slosh through mud or water, you walk through it in an energetic way, so that the mud or water makes sounds as you walk. The two girls joined arms and sloshed through the mud together. slosh around if money is sloshing around, a lot of it is available or people are spending a lot of it. ) from side to side in a saucer. I watched as one cheek went taut and the other relaxed itself, then vice versa. "So tell me," I said with his cock in hand, trying to sound as casual as possible, "What kind of girls do you like?" He looked down at me, unsure. His smile froze on his face. "What...kind of girls?" I watched his buns shifting hypnotically back and forth in the mirror. Again he did not seem too keen to talk about this aspect of his life, which is why I wanted to push him further. I was paying good money and wanted to know. "Yeah," I began sliding my hand up and down his shaft again, feeling it stiffen. "You said you are about seventy percent straight, right? I'd like to know what makes this cock of yours hard." He looked uncomfortable as he swayed, not sure what to say. I reached down below his balls and tapped his inner thigh. "Spread your legs a little more for me." I heard him swallow, I could see nervousness on his face. I had no idea how many "clients" he'd actually had, but it appeared this was new to him and he couldn't quite guess where I was taking this. He flexed his cock in my grip, then inched his bare foot across the tacky, orange carpet. "A little more than that, you can spread wider, the other one too." He looked a bit taken aback by the authority 威严 starting to creep into my voice. I had him in an uncomfortable position and was pressing my advantage. He spread his legs further, until they made a nice, wide V-shape. This looked incredibly hot in the mirror. I reached over and gave his naked, bubble butt a nice, hard pinch. "Owe," he laughed nervously. "Move your buns, Prasang, nice and slow." As he started moving again, I continued. "Do you like legs?" I trailed my finger lightly from the dimple of his thigh down the slope of his shapely, hairless leg. "A lot of guys like girls' legs." I heard him gulp audibly, "Yeah." "Or what about tits?" One hand still around his cock, my other hand roved up his stomach and copped a feel of his pec. "Do you like a pair of big, round tits on a girl, Prasang?" I reached around and grabbed a handful of his swaying ass, watched myself squeezing it in the mirror like a ripe melon. "Or what about a nice, round ass. Everybody likes that, isn't that right?" He flexed his buns taut against my grip as I squeezed harder. "Yes, MMF, yes, I guess so..." "So then tell me, my sexy Thai boy, what part of a girl makes this big, suckable cock of yours hard?" He was blushing deeply 脸更红 now. Still flexing, still swaying, it seemed the cat had his tongue. He was clearly hoping I wouldn't make him answer, but I held him with my gaze the way my hand gripped his cock. He gulped more audibly. "I like...I like a girl's legs, I guess..." I caressed his sinewy 精瘦的, 精壮的, 瘦而结实的 ( [ˈsɪnjui] someone who has a sinewy body is thin and strong. Someone who is sinewy has a lean body with strong muscles. (of a person or animal) lean and muscular. "a short, sinewy, sunburnt man". A short, sinewy young man. When muscles are exercised often and properly, they keep the arms firm and sinewy. ...his long sinewy hands. sinew [ˈsɪnju] I. countable/uncountable the strong substance that connects muscles to bone, or a piece of this. A sinew is a cord in your body that connects a muscle to a bone. ...the sinews of the neck. II. uncountable ​literary strength. ), smooth legs again. "Yeah, legs are great...nice and sexy...like yours." The alcohol I'd had earlier was making my tongue loose and the words came easily. Prasang tried to smile at me. I saw how eager he was to please me based on how much he wanted the money. "What about me, Prasang?" I asked casually enough. "Do you think I'm attractive?" He looked down at me stupefied, his face rather pained. When he didn't answer, I squeezed his erection a bit too hard for comfort, "UMF." "Well?" "Yes...yes, of course," he said eagerly as his cockhead started to turn crimson in my grip. "Yes, you are very attractive." His buns moved back and forth a bit faster in agitation. I did not release my hold on his cock. "In what way, Prasang, what makes you think I'm attractive?" I tapped his ankle with my shoe. "Spread your legs a little more. Come closer to my eye level." He drew in his breath 吸一口气 and slid his feet further across the carpet, spreading his legs even wider. He chuckled again uncomfortably. "Don't stop moving those gorgeous Thai buns, now. You should keep them moving until I tell you to stop, understand..? What do you find attractive about me? Be specific." Prasang swallowed harder, almost as though he was going to choke. His hardon was going a bit soft in my hand and flexing desperately for release. He continued swaying his bare buns helplessly back and forth. "You-UMPH...you have nice eyes." "That's good, tell me more. Come down further." He spread his legs further apart to the extent his cheeks were now parting and I could see the shadowy entrance between them when he shifted. "Keep flexing, and let me see that pretty smile." My voice no longer sounded friendly. I was commanding 命令 him as if I owned him. He was able to choke something out. "Your eyes-OOMF- are a very nice color green and you look very handsome." "Do you like my hands squeezing your cock and balls?" I continued stroking his cock with one hand. I cupped his balls in the other. "ERMF! Yes, yes it feels very good. Your hands are big and strong," he said in slight desperation, trying to smile and keep his cool. I smiled at this. "They are, aren't they?" I applied pressure to his balls. I kicked at his ankle again. "Wider, Prasang. I want you to spread your legs until I can see your hole in the mirror." I heard him grit his teeth a bit now as he inched his feet still further across the carpet. The muscles in his legs were taut, his hamstrings stood out. He was down very low now and very spread-eagled (stretch out like a starfish, x shaped 大字型的)( verb. I. stretch (someone) out with their arms and legs extended. "he lay spreadeagled in the road". 四仰八叉的, 岔开腿的. standing or lying with your arms and legs spread apart. II. informal utterly defeat (an opponent in a sporting contest). "he threatened to spread-eagle the field with eight birdies in his first twelve holes". wiki: The spreadeagle (also spelled spread eagle or spread-eagle) is the position in which a person has their arms outstretched and legs apart, figuratively resembling an eagle with wings spread. It is a style that appears commonly in nature and geometry. In human style it is represented by the letter "X".  ). Uncomfortable as he was, this was far better for me. A few more inches and we would be nearly at eye level. One of his legs started to tremble 发抖. He was spread so wide I could now see his hole between his pale, light brown buns. Like the rest of him it was cleanly shaped, a lovely little round cherry between his clenching cheeks. I tapped his thigh, "Don't stop swaying, now, Prasang, move your buns for me." Prasang showed me the briefest flash of contempt in his strain. Was I crazy? All the same, he gave it the old college try. He swallowed hard ("Umf") And did his best to keep shifting his ass, though his movement was mostly restricted now. He could do little more than clench his bulbous cheeks together. Clench and relax. Clench and relax. I took the little bottle of rubbing oil from 7/11 out of my pocket. I lubed up my palms with it, then applied it to his cock and balls. His semi-flaccid cock turned steel hard as I lubed him up, sliding my hand back and forth quickly. His mouth fell open. His breathing intensified. "Oh...oh..." "Do you want me, Prasang?" I asked him sharply, holding him prisoner. Stroking his cock in one hand, squeezing his testicles in the other, forcing moans of pleasure and discomfort out of him. "Yes," he said, sounding desperate. "Tell me." He looked at me, watched my hand running up and down his erection. His left leg trembling badly now. He tried to remember to flex and unflex his buns. "I want you." Still holding his biceps in place, he did his best to give me that pearly white smile, even as he flinched. "Again," I said. He held me with those fathomless black eyes as best he could. "I want you," he whispered. "One more time," I was hard and throbbing in my jeans. He formed the words as sensually as he could. "I want you." "Do I make your cock hard, Prasang?" He grimaced in his discomfort, then smiled as sweetly as he could while I stroked his oily manhood. His breaths were heaving( I. to move something heavy using a lot of effort. to pull, push, lift, or throw something heavy:  He leaned his weight against the door and heaved it open. He heaved the bag onto his shoulder. He cleared a space, heaving boxes out of the way. II. 快速起伏. to throw something forcefully, especially something large and heavy: After the race she was covered in sweat, her chest heaving. She picked up a heavy book and heaved it at him. III. If something heaves, it makes one or more large movements up and down. If something heaves, it moves up and down: As the wind increased, the deck of the ship began to heave beneath his feet. IV. to feel as if you are going to vomit: The smell of the fish made me/my stomach heave. noun. the act of throwing, pushing, or pulling something with a lot of effort: give a heave They gave a great heave and rolled the boulder out of the way. ). "Yes." "Tell me," I looked into his eyes, now just inches above mine. "I want to hear it. One and then the other." "I want you...you...make my cock hard," he said. "Again," I smiled. Prasang clenched and unclenched his buns. He cleared his throat, trying his best to act the part. Now both legs were beginning to quiver. "I want you, you make my cock hard." "And you want to be my boyfriend, don't you?" I gave his balls another hard squeeze in my grip. "OOF!" I stroked his cock wickedly. I had him trapped. "You want to be my boyfriend, don't you, Prasang?" I demanded, pinning him with my eyes. "Yes," he groaned. "Ask me," I insisted, squeezing his oily cock and balls. One bare foot slipped a little bit further across the carpet. I don't think he could help it. Both legs shook. His buns were trembling like jello. He licked his lips and drew in a long, heavy breath. "Can I please...be your boyfriend?" "Again." I squeezed him. "Can I (UMF) can I please be your boyfriend?" I made him spread his legs an inch or two wider. We were basically face to face now. His cherry hole was in full view in the mirror. His cheeks clenched and unclenched, no longer because I asked but because he couldn't help it. "Say them all together, Prasang," I insisted, "Say all three." His tight stomach swelled. "I want you, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfriend?" "Again.". He took another deep breath, I watched his buttocks trembling and clenching in the mirror. He was groaning in discomfort. "I want you-RRF, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfrien- Mmf." I stopped his mouth with a kiss, cutting him off at the end. I placed one hand on the bed to steady myself. The other pumped his cock. "Again," I demanded, breathing harder. Prasang breathed desperately into me. "I want you, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfriend? Oomf." I all but assaulted him this time. I shoved my tongue down his throat, forcing it in deep. I felt a hot stream of his pre-cum run through my fingers. My other hand reached around and found his cherry hole. I stuck the tip of it inside him. He was hot and spasming. I heard him gasp in discomfort as he clenched around me. "Tell me again, Prasang," I breathed. "I...I want you-OOF...you make-UMF you make my cock hard...can I please-ECK...can I please be your boyfriend?" He said his line once more and once more I attacked his mouth with my tongue. I forced out his moans as I pounded his cock faster and worked my finger deeper into his quivering hole. I did this to him twice more. I had him at full command: His cock, his balls, his hole, his mouth. I was playing his body like an instrument, drawing out moans and gasps as though he were my sex puppet. I stood up and walked around behind him. I got down on my knees, my face level with his superb, round ass, fully spread and quivering. I planted both oily hands on either cheek and pushed them apart. His buns were so muscular and clenching so badly I had to almost pry them open 掰开. I looked up, admired his strong back, shining cinnamon brown in the light and beautifully tattooed. His flexing arms were trembling now too along with his legs. "Say it again, Prasang," I commanded 命令 him, "I want you to keep repeating it. Make me believe it." I heard his chest swell again, he recited his line with virtually no hesitation: "I want you, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfriend..? I want you, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfriend? Ahhh." I buried my face in the heat of his ass, sponging my tongue against his spasming hole. I reveled in the taste of him. He was deliciously hot as his meaty cheeks pressed in around me. I wanted to smother myself in them. He kept repeating the line I as I rimmed his hot hole. Each time he was a bit more desperate. Strong as he was, his legs were surely starting to burn. His fleshy buns quaked around me as I feasted on him. I loved hearing his voice reverberating in his body. "I want you...ahh...you make my cock hard...ahhh...can I please be your boyfriend?" At last I allowed him to have a rest and kneel down. I asked him to lay his stomach on the bed. Now bent over, I had full access to his wonderful, round ass. I massaged it in my hands like rising dough. "I want you, you make my cock hard, can I please be your boyfriend?" He moaned and panted into the bed covers as I rimmed him. I no longer had to ask him to say it. He sounded less desperate and more like he was enjoying it. I loved being buried in his ass. It felt fantastic. I felt the muscles of his hole blossom and open beneath my tongue. I did not have to push, for he accepted me into him the way he had accepted me into his mouth. When at last I finished, I was hot and dripping with sweat from his heat. I wiped myself off and came around to look at him. His head lay in his folded arms. His eyes closed to take in the sensation of what I was doing to him. Any distress I had caused him before seemed mostly gone now and as far as I could tell. He grinned up at me when I approached. He looked beautiful once again. I leaned in, my face hot and wet from his ass, and I kissed him. I hoped he would taste himself on my tongue. I wanted him to know the flavor of his own body and enjoy it as I did. "We do make a good couple, though, don't you think, Prasang?" "Yes...yes we look very good together," he said as convincingly as he could, though behind his smile he looked rather like a deer in the headlights. We were both standing in front of the plate-glass mirror. I stood behind Prasang, a head taller than he was. I was running my oiled-up hands over his dimpled abs. A stray finger slid into his deep, oval belly button, making his stomach muscles jump. I covered every inch of his body in oil, making it shine all the more. His skin looked positively edible. I wanted the whole of his anatomy awake and at attention for me, from his hard nipples to his erect cock, its attractive round head glistening like a brass knob. "Will you be a good boyfriend to me?" He was good at that sweet and reassuring smile I had to admit, even as he burned with embarrassment. "Yes," he whispered. "And take me out to dinner?" "Yes, yes I will..." I put my hands around his waist and guided him forward a bit. "You look good, don't you, Prasang?" He swallowed, "yes." "Tell me...say it." "I look good." "Where's that winning smile? You should be proud of how you look." He looked at himself, forcing a confident smile. "Now, you told me before that you give a great massage, is that so?" "Yes," Prasang breathed, still looking at himself, naked and embarrassed in the mirror. There were two armchairs positioned in either corner of the far left wall. I seized him by his erect cock, felt his heart pounding in it as I squeezed, and led him to one of the chairs. "Let's see what you can do." I sat down. "Now, we're going to massage each other. I want you to massage my shoulders and my arms for me. I am going to keep working at this incredible Thai cock of yours, understand?" He leaned over me, I admired his magnificent chest. His powerful hands gripped my shoulders and sank into them. His strength penetrated down into my muscles. A sigh both of pleasure and discomfort escaped my lips. It felt good and painful at the same time, not so different from what I had been putting him through for the past few hours, I figured. I patted the chair on either side of me. "Knees up here, please, Prasang." There was only a little bit of space, but he did his best. He put one knee to one side of my lap, then did the same with the other. Now he was spread again, balancing on the chair and towering above me. His limbs began to quiver again from the stretching he'd given them earlier. His hard, oily tool was again in my face. I could see his heartbeat within it like a ticking clock. He massaged my shoulders, a bit lighter this time. I stroked him, moving his foreskin back and forth, back and forth over the head. I squeezed it until it turned a deeper shade of purple and was running with clear, sticky liquid. I looked up at him, covering me with this beautiful body. I took a deep breath and throated him once more. His cock had thickened and gained in size from all the attention I'd given it. I took it all the way in until I felt his spongy, delicious cockhead at the back of my throat. His blood was hot rushing through it. One hand still clasped tightly around his balls, I reached around back and found his anus with my oily finger. I fucked him with it, sliding it back and forth, going in deeper and deeper until I felt myself pressing against his prostate. I knew a fit, healthy young man's body was no match for knowing hands. It wouldn't be long now. I gagged and nearly retched, but it felt amazing being one with him. His cock down my throat, my finger up his ass. And all the while he was moaning. At last he crescendoed. "Ah...ahh...ahhhh!" I felt his balls roll upward in my grasp, felt his hole buck and clench against my finger as his cockhead swelled up and burst in the back of my mouth. He gushed load upon load of baby batter into my throat. A hot, creamy soup. His body gave one last spasm as he thrust forward and ejaculated the final bit into me. He climbed down off the chair and onto the floor with a last big heave. His limbs looked rubbery ( I. 瘫软的 similar to rubber. Something that is rubbery looks or feels soft or elastic like rubber. She had the most rubbery face. The mask is left on for about 15 minutes while it sets to a rubbery texture. His rubbery face twisted into its familiar grin. II. 难嚼的. 嚼不烂的, 嚼不动的. Food such as meat that is rubbery is difficult to chew. ) and spent. I joined him momentarily. I had swallowed down most of his jizz, but I believed in sharing. I turned his head toward me and forced his pretty, pink mouth into yet another violating kiss. I pushed my tongue, still covered in his semen, into his throat. He sucked at it, but then I saw the look of revulsion ( Someone's revulsion at something is the strong feeling of disgust or disapproval they have towards it. an extreme feeling of disliking someone or something that is so unpleasant that you feel slightly sick The public has expressed revulsion at such acts of violence. ...their revulsion at the act of desecration. His voice was filled with horror and revulsion. ) on his face. He attempted to pull away from my cum-filled mouth. "Uh," he said, "Uck." I chuckled, "Don't like the taste of your own juice, Prasang?" He grimaced at the very suggestion. I reached down to his wet, slick cock and probed into the slit with my finger. I pushed it into his mouth before he had time to protest. "UMF!" "Don't worry," I said, "You will." Once we were finished, Prasang went into the bathroom to take a shower. He closed the door after him, no doubt assuming I would give him some privacy. But I simply could not get my fill of ( get/have (one's) fill I. 吃不够. To eat or drink as much (of something) as one desires or is able to. Make sure you get your fill of cake—we have plenty for everyone! A: "Would you like any more of this curry?" B: "No, thank you, I've gotten my fill." II. 玩够, 受够. 厌烦. To experience or deal with (someone or something) as much as one is able or willing. I've just about gotten my fill of people giving me advice about my love life. He's so loud, brash, and overbearing. I got my fill of him after 10 minutes. ) his gorgeous young body, so I followed him in to watch. The bathroom was designed like the shower in a locker room, but with only one shower head. Asian bathrooms don't usually have bathtubs or any kind of barrier for water, so there was nothing between us, not even a shower curtain. My eyes roved ( rove [roʊv] I. to move around an area without a definite direction or purpose If someone roves about an area or roves an area, they wander around it. ...roving about the town in the dead of night and seeing something peculiar. She became a photographer, roving the world with her camera in her hand. II. if your eyes rove around a place 扫视, 扫了一遍, you look all around it. If you say that someone's eyes rove round a place, you mean that they are looking around to see what is interesting. Houston's eyes roved restlessly about the room. His eyes roved to see how many of the group appreciated his heavy humour. roving 不固定地址的, 巡游的 adj. I. You use roving to describe a person who travels around, rather than staying in a fixed place. constantly moving from one area or place to another. "the fragments of pottery were believed to belong to a community of roving hunter-gatherers" ...a roving reporter. Left to raise themselves on the streets, these children form roving bands of delinquents. II. (of a person in relation to their job) travelling or required to travel to different locations. Left to raise themselves on the streets, these children form roving bands of delinquents. "he trained as a roving reporter". a roving eye 左顾右盼的眼, 逡巡的眼, 不老实的眼 [disapproval] If you say that someone has a roving eye, you are criticizing them for continually looking to start new sexual  relationships. wandering/roving eye a tendency to look at and have sexual thoughts about other people while already in a romantic relationship His wife wasn't willing to tolerate his wandering eye. ) his naked body, feeling a kind of ownership of it now. I wanted to enjoy every last bit of him I could. Wanted to burn the incredible image of his nudity into my mind. I watched the hot water stream over his shoulders, his back and his defined brown buttocks. The Buddha tattoo regarded me as calmly as ever, but Prasang did not look quite so calm. He took a few embarrassed glances back at me as he washed himself. I smiled innocently. "We need to get all that oil off you, don't we?" I said approaching him. I noticed a bar of soap in a plastic wrapper by the shower. I reached for it, but Prasang shook his head. "We aren't allowed to use that." I thought for a minute. "I guess I'd better help you get it off myself, then, shouldn't I?" I stood behind him, as fully clothed as he was naked, and began rubbing his wet back, feeling the resistance of the oil on his skin. A warm current of pleasure engulfed 席卷 my cock almost immediately. "It feels even more amazing wet," I said. My hands moved over his sensual curves more freely than ever. "You do the front and I'll do the back, how about that?" Prasang was quiet as he stiffly caressed his chest and stomach. Having blown his wad, he surely was not in any kind of mood for sexual attention any longer and eager to get dressed and go home. I wasn't finished with him just yet, though. I was determined to get my money's worth. I made my way down his back with my hands and mouth, rubbing and kissing, sponging off the oil with my tongue, until I was again on my knees behind him. The tile floor was hard and I felt the warm water seeping through my jeans. I pushed his legs apart, then dug my thumbs in between his buns. There again was the perfect pink coil of his hole. A hot stream of water ran into it, making it clench and retreat. I leaned in to taste him one more time. I loved the flavor of him: his mouth, his hole, his cock, his cum. I wanted to give his body a proper and intimate goodbye before we parted. I squeezed his buns hard, making them flex around me. I licked greedily between them as the hot water poured down my face and over the delicate flesh of his anus. I enjoyed the heat of his body and the water at once. I drank it down in gulps 大口的. I positioned my hands on his dimpled thighs and turned him around. His cock was flaccid now, but still thick and swollen from action. I ingested it once more even as he made a small sound of protest. He had cum very hard and his cock likely needed a bit of time to recover. But that didn't concern me much at the moment. I couldn't help myself, he was as irresistibly suckable as ever. After I had my fill, I turned the knob on the shower, shutting it off. I grabbed a towel from the overhead rack and dried him. First the front, from his chest to his semi-erect cock to his legs, then his back and his ass. When we finished, I led him out into the bedroom, insisting on dressing him, as well. Obediently, he raised his arms so I could pull the shirt down over him. Then I held out his jeans for him to step into. "Wait..." he said looking around, "My..." I picked up the white speedo with the red band he had been wearing earlier that night. "I'll just keep this for you for now, okay? A little gift from you to me." I stuffed it into the pocket of my jeans. I saw a flash in his eyes, he was about to object, but then swallowed it down, thinking better of it. I pulled his tight, stone-washed jeans up around his legs and thighs. I stuffed his big, soft manhood in the front and zipped him up. As he put on his shoes and socks I drew out my wallet. It had been an amazing evening for me. Prasang was willing to be my sex toy and allowed himself to be commanded just as I had wished. I rewarded him with three thousand Thai baht, double the agreed-upon price. His eyes lit up when he saw the money. "You did a great job, my friend," I said, "I hope it wasn't too much for you." He took the cash, then enthusiastically put his hands together and bowed. "Thank you, sir." "You earned it," I said, "Take one of your lady friends out and buy her something nice." We exited the hotel together. It was past midnight, but the highway was still buzzing with cars. The Bangkok air was warm and refreshing, even though the front of my clothes were wet from bathing Prasang. He seemed to be in high spirits after getting paid. His black eyes shone and he beamed as he pointed out the best place for me to get a taxi. "Do you know the address of your hotel?" he asked me, "I can tell the taxi driver for you if you like." "Prasang," I said, beckoning. He stepped closer to me. I held up another thousand Thai baht. He looked at it, eyes full of amazement. "Did you mean what you said about wanting to be my boyfriend?" He looked at the money, then at me and nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, of course, I want to be your boyfriend." "Will you be my boyfriend tomorrow? Will you take me out on a date, show me around the city? Treat me the way a good boyfriend is supposed to?" He seemed unsure for a minute, then nodded. "I will, of course, make it worth your while," I added. "I need a boyfriend for the rest of my time here in Thailand. I have another three weeks." Prasang's eyes were wide as he thought about this. He surely was considered what this would entail 意味着什么. What it would mean to allow me full access to his body for the next three weeks whenever I wanted it. He swallowed hard and at last nodded, "Yes, yes I think I could, sir, I will do my best." "Then say it," I said, "Say it one more time and make me believe it." He raised his arms yet again, making his biceps go taut. His bare navel was exposed. He said it slowly, passionately, looking me directly in the eye. "I want you...you make my cock hard...may I please, PLEASE be your boyfriend?" I unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick naked cock. Anyone speeding by on the highway would have had a great view of it. Why not share a work of art like that with the world? I squeezed it one last time as I kissed him, pressing the paper money against it. His tongue struggled against mine. A few cars on the highway honked. We were putting on a bit of a show. When I pulled out, I drew out a pen from my pocket. I asked him to hold out his hand so I could write the number of my cell phone on his palm. "If the answer is yes, call me tomorrow, understand?" He nodded, his cock still hanging out and exposed in the night air. "Yes, tomorrow...see you tomorrow." "I hope so," I said. I gave his ass an appreciative squeeze and left him there, the silky fabric of his briefs stuffed into my pocket.