Date: Tue, 04 Mar 2003 21:07:37 +0800 From: Psy-Kit Feline Subject: Joeys Boi (part 2) After that incident with joe, needless to say that I had completely fallen for him. But I caught myself at some point, asking myself if this meant I was gay. But I perservered in my asexual and victorian gothic ideals. However, this doesn't mean that I stopped myself from seeing Joe that sunday, after church. I opened my cupboard. My favourite articles of clothing consisted of bohemian and ethnic-type tunics and pantaloons. I shook my head. Couldn't wear those on a 'date'. I decided to pick out my denim vest and the same pair of bermudas as I wore on that particular Friday. I put them on, then decided it was perfect. Joe would surely find a vest without a shirt very arousing. Especially if I kept the vest unbuttoned. And I wasn't wrong. "Wah! So sexy!" He commented, obviously pleased at my choice of clothing. But he didn't let me walk around with it unbuttoned. SLowly, lovingly, he buttoned up the first few buttons (in public!!!), then left me to do the rest. I followed him to a motel in Bugis. There, I was led up a flight of steps until we reached a room. The room was very small, with just one bed, a shelf, and a chair. He made me sit down on the bed, then he sat beside me. We made small talk for awhile, then he asked me what the matter was. I realized I was shivering. "Oh...I just a little scared." I said, my face turning so red I swore it hurt. He then said something along the lines of, "You don't have to be afriad." Then he held me to him and kissed me with just the right amount of force. His tongue invaded my mouth as he held my shoulders, twisting and turning. This was my second kiss and I was still not very good at kissing, but I tried to return the kiss anyway. Wow, I thought. Kissing was simply gross! But I found I liked it. Next thing I knew, he was on top of me, lying on the bed. He slowly unbuttoned my vest, placing it on the shelf once it was off. Then he returned to kissing and molesting me. Ok, not really molest, but I just love using that word! I tugged at his shirt, and he got up and pulled it off. He then moved back and forth on the bed on top of me, so that our crotches rubbed together erotically. He then unzipped my bermuds and tugged them off, placing them on top of my vest. Then he took of his own pants, and we were now both in our briefs, rubbing against each other, while he sucked my nipples. That's my hot spot, i guess. Cause I fought back a scream of pleasure whenever he sucked on my nipples. Next thing I know, I was naked, with him licking my scrotum and sucking on them, which was a bit painful, to be honest. My balls then inflated and he licked and sucked them even more lustfully. Then it was time he got naked too, so he took of his briefs. I was made to suck his cock, which, after a short while, ejaculated his semen into my mouth. I didn't notice, until , like previously, I opened my mouth and the whole lot came out and spilt on the bedsheet. I tried to move my cock to his mouth, but he used his arms to keep hy hips at bay. I asked him if he wanted a 69, but he said playfully, "Noooooooo..." "Whhhhyyyyyy?" I asked just as playfully, but was actually slightly hurt. "Nooooooooo..." He said again. "Whhhhhhhhhyyyyy?" I asked. Why didn't he want to return the favour? But in the end I gave up and just let him jack me off. He did it too violently, and hurt my foreskin in the process (he later apologized via e-mail). I moved his hand away and masturbated on my own until I orgasmed. My youthful cum flew out of my cock in small squirts. We rested for awhile, while Joe tried to get me to sleep. But I couldn't sleep. He toyed with my nipple, and I did my best, unsuccessfully, to get some shuteye. We got up before long, ready for more action. I didn't need to cum a second time, so I concentrated on Joe's pleasure. I sucked him again, pistoning up and down on his organ, tonguing it and loving it to no end. It was simply great. Soon my mouth got tired, so we just made out for awhile and he played with my buttocks by biting them and nibbled on my ear. I gave him more oral, and before long he whispered "Ohhhhh...you're gonna make me cum again..." I sucked harder, then he let out a long gasp, and I finally felt his cock pumping his cum into my mouth. I swallowed readily. We soon got dressed up, but while waiting for the absence of voices outside at the corridor, we engaged in some horseplay. We waited until it was quiet outside, then silently made our way to the nearby MacDonalds. There, we had a snack (which Joe, naturally, paid for), and we exchanged e-mail address. After that, Joe accompanied me home, engaging in more chitchat on the train back. He followed me to the train station where I got off, and saw me off. That night, I received my first e-mail from him, saying how he enjoyed my company and companionship. I smiled, and hoped that our relationship would go a long way, if not last forever. End of part 2_ To be continued (Comments can be sent to jv_kevinlu@hotmail.com)