This is a true story about my first time, but with some things changed. I am keeping this short since it is a true story so most of the details leading up are pretty bland. When I was 18 my friend, Ryan and I were called to serve and went on a mission to Laos. When we arrived in Thailand, via Chang Rai Airport, Elder Dave, and John welcomed us and took us to the taxi waiting for us. Even though we knew what we were getting into they still took the time to explain that the village they are staying at is not Lao, but Hmong and that it is about a 2 day drive and a full day hike to the remote mountain village of 200. He explained that in the village is a makeshift church and that we'll be staying in a one room hut elevated above the ground. Instead of going from house or hut to hut, we will help a certain household per month with field work and they will provide food and water. This will help us bond with the villagers and when we talk about God they will listen and attend service when we invite them even if they don't believe or understand what is happening.
Ryan and I already spoke fluent Hmong since we had a large Hmong community where we are from, and even have Hmong names. Ryan's is Peng, and mine is Moua. So being there was not much of a culture shock and communication was not hard. We stayed with Elder Dave for about a year when the village was hit with an abnormally bad monsoon. Most of the hut not elevated were damaged. So we had a few Mormon families stay with us for about a week. Once the season was over, we helped a lot of the families staying with us rebuild their huts. When most of them were done, Elder Dave and John's service ended and they decided to go home. It seems that no one else wanted to do their service here at the village so when ours was done we were supposed to take whoever we converted to a larger village down the mountain where there is a larger local Mormon population.
When Elder Dave and John left we had 1 family left staying with us. A family of 8, mom, dad, 3 sons, a daughter, and 2 daughter in-law. The 2nd son, Tou and his wife were married a few days after we arrived and Ryan was asked to sit at the table representing the family friend. In the Hmong wedding there are multiple types of roles besides the best man and bridesmaid. I encourage you guys to look it up. When the hut was done, Tou and Mai wanted to move out and live on their own. So they decided to stay with us a few nights while we got their hut made.
The first night nothing happened, but on the second night I woke up to a faint moaning across the room, I knew that Tou and Mai was having sex from the sounds of things. In the dark I notice that Ryan was jerking off next to me. I instantly got hard and grabbed my cock and started stroking it. It had been so long since I jerked off that I instantly cummed. I am not sure how but Ryan lasted until Tou was done fucking Mai and he got up right when they stopped and walked up and turn on the lantern. I was in the dark corner but I can see that Tou and Mai were both shocked looking at Ryan, and Ryans cock was making a noticeable tent. Ryan just looked at the couple and walked to the edge of the jungle and I can see from his shadow that he was jerking off.
On the third night I stayed up and noticed that Ryan was up too. We waited and after a while we heard light moaning again. Then all of a sudden I saw a figure standing up and moving around. Then I noticed It had a nice pair of breasts and knew it was Mai. She started to ride Tou harder and faster such that I could clearly see her and that's when Ryan stood up, walked closer, and just started jerking off. Mai looked over in our direction and started grinding even faster. I am not sure why but I was pretty nervous so I just pretended to sleep while jerking off under the blanket. After a few minutes I could hear Tou grunting and when he was done, he was breathing pretty hard.
