Ultimate shoulder rides

I am a middle-aged man who is deeply fond of riding on someone?s shoulders. I long for it and have a strong desire to ride on the shoulders of strangers, not just people within my family. My ultimate dream is to ride on another man?s shoulders?someone strong and muscular, who would be like an obedient ?horse? while I sit on his shoulders.

And today, the day I had been waiting for finally arrived.

During Songkran in Thailand, I went out to celebrate on Khao San Road, a tourist hotspot filled with foreigners from all over the world. My goal for the day was to make friends with strangers. I walked around alone from morning until dusk, splashing water and enjoying the festival.

Eventually, I reached a live music area in front of a bar where a crowd of tourists had gathered to watch performances, splash water, and party wildly. Everyone was dancing like crazy, including me. At one point, I accidentally bumped into a foreign man. He had a strong, muscular build. We apologized to each other and kept dancing.

Because I?m relatively small compared to him, he leaned over and said in my ear, ?Do you want to sit on my shoulders and dance??

I froze for a moment?was my goal really about to be fulfilled? I quickly agreed, afraid he might change his mind. He crouched down and gestured for me to climb onto his broad shoulders. I sat firmly on him, and he started dancing, bouncing me along energetically.

Inside, I tried my best to control my feelings so I wouldn?t ruin the moment, but it seemed like he could sense the way my legs were gripping him?and he appeared to enjoy it. Still, he kept carrying me.

We stayed dancing there for about half an hour. We were both drunk. We got to know each other a bit, and I thanked him for letting me ride on his shoulders. He smiled warmly. I asked if he had friends with him, and he said he was a solo backpacker traveling the world, visiting here for the first time. He was staying near Khao San Road, just like me, though in a different hotel.

I invited him to eat pad thai at a good restaurant, and he agreed without hesitation. While we were having dinner, perhaps because he was tipsy?or maybe because he sensed my interest?he mentioned that he regularly does squats and likes carrying his workout partner to build strength. He asked if my hotel had a gym.

I thought to myself, it?s already evening?why would we work out now? But the way he talked about carrying a partner made me respond without thinking: ?I can be your workout partner. You can carry me as much as you want. But it?s already late, and I?m not even sure if my hotel has a gym.?

He immediately said that was fine?we could go check, and he also wanted to walk off his meal and sober up a bit.

So I took him to my hotel, though we didn?t go up to my room right away. Unfortunately, the hotel didn?t have a gym. I felt disappointed?did that mean I wouldn?t get to ride on his shoulders again?

We were about to say goodbye in the lobby when he suddenly asked if he could see my room, saying my hotel looked much nicer than the hostel he was staying at. I agreed immediately, though I felt a bit nervous since I was alone and he was still a stranger. But I had already said yes.

Once inside, he admired the room and looked around. Then he sat down, suddenly took off his shirt, and said how hot Thailand was. I quickly turned on the air conditioner. He seemed more relaxed but didn?t put his shirt back on.

Then, out of nowhere, he said, ?I haven?t been to the gym or worked out since I came to Thailand, and it feels strange. Can you sit on my shoulders so I can carry you and work up a sweat??

I hesitated, saying the ceiling was low and he was tall?my head might hit it. He said it was fine; he could sit on the bed while I rode on his shoulders, or he could do squats while I sat on him.

I agreed without hesitation. I couldn?t believe it?earlier I had already ridden his shoulders at the party, and now I was getting to do it again in private, without even asking.

I climbed onto his shoulders, still wet from the Songkran water fight. He was shirtless, wearing only jeans. He said my wet pants were rubbing against his neck and hurting him, so he suggested I take them off.

I wondered if that was a good idea. Even with clothes on, I already felt strange?without them, my thoughts might go even further. But since we were both men, I took off my jeans, leaving only my underwear and a tank top.

He started doing squats while I rode on his shoulders for about 15 minutes. Eventually, I said I couldn?t continue?but I didn?t explain why. He seemed to understand. His strong muscles gripping my legs and his thick neck pressing firmly against me made it overwhelming, though I still wanted to continue.

He then sat down on the bed while I was still on his shoulders and teased me, saying, ?If you?re brave, take off your underwear.? I refused, saying I wasn?t that brave. He told me to just sit still.

After a moment, he started moving his neck?shaking, tilting, and bouncing me. I asked what he was doing, though I already knew. He said, ?If you like something, just let it out. At parties or concerts abroad, people do this all the time.?

I thought to myself?well, I?ve come this far. So I took everything off and jumped back onto his shoulders again.

Not long after, everything I had imagined and hoped for became real.

We said goodbye, and he returned to his place. I felt incredibly happy. Everything I had desired was fulfilled?and yet I still longed for it again.

Thank you, mi_xcz, for making that dream come true. I hope we meet again.