Date: Fri, 3 Jun 2005 04:15:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: kevin alexander <styx_id@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Asian Adonis 2

When the alarm rang it was already 11 am in the morning and for a few
seconds everything was a blur. It took me a while to realize that I have a
cute, sweaty puppy waiting for me in the other room.

With only my boxer shorts and my morning glory, I walked towards Kevin's
room to have my first "meal" of the day.

As I saw him sleeping there on the stained, sweat-reeked pillow, I almost
couldn't bring myself to wake him up. He looked so cute, so innocent and so
peaceful. If only every species in this world is as beautiful as he is, no
one would be making war as everyone would be too busy making love. But as
gentle as my feelings are for him right now, I know that as his new owner I
can't be too soft on him. I have to teach him some discipline if he were to
be a good slaveboy. With that thought in mind, I took the thin leather whip
I kept in the closet inside Kevin's room. Come to think of it, I should be
calling this room a dungeon instead of a room. One piercing whip of it into
thin air was enough to make any masochist cringe with fear, let alone a
young lad who is sleeping in the house of a complete stranger. Kevin almost
jolted with shock and that was the first time I realized that he has made
every movement possible very sensual without even realizing it...  I wonder
how much money he'd be making as a stripper in...hmmm just a naughty
thought... Back to reality, I realized that I wasn't the only one with a
hard on in the room. Seeing this, I decided to give Kevin's raging woody a
few gentle strokes and he immediately responded with faint murmurs of
pleasure that almost sounded like a purr. His eyes were begging me to go on
and his lips quivered with delight. It only took eight strokes before Kevin
began to close his eyes and slightly bit his lower lip. I knew the signs
too well. If I kept on pleasuring the boy, he was definitely going to erupt
right there and then. However, it was still too early in the day to let him
cum now and he hasn't even fully earned the rights to his own orgasm so
with one last stroke I stopped playing with his dick abruptly. I could tell
from his eyes that he must really hate me and frustrated for playing him
like that but I just flashed him my evil smile.

"It's my turn now!" with a commanding voice I unlocked his handcuffs and
pushed him down to my crotch where he truly belonged.

"Now suck these...I'm gonna feed you some protein-loaded breakfast!"

Kevin quickly lapped up all my pre-cum and began working on my cock like a
hungry puppy. After seeing his lips around my cock for a while, I realized
that I have not taken the opportunity to personally taste those beautiful
lips in my mouth. So as much as I did not want him to stop, I decided to
take a gentler approach and be more passionate with Kevin before I finally
fuck him, my hard-on really can't wait for that.

Kissing Kevin's soft lips felt heavenly and I hardly ever kiss a man on
their lips because I only mostly only use them for raw sex but there is
something different about this kid, something that is hard to describe,
something delightfully intangible...damn, I could really fall in love with
this lad.  As I continued kissing and hugging him, Kevin let out the
sexiest gasps and his whole body quivered in my arms. He felt so huggable
and so vulnerable. We could go on kissing and hugging forever like two
teenagers passionately in love but I knew that I had to cut it short for
what comes ahead. With the amounts of pre-cum, my dick is spewing, I knew
fucking him just couldn't wait any longer.

"Kevin... I need to fuck your ass. Now. Are you okay with that?" It was
more of a statement than a question but I needed to know his respond before
actually entering him.

He suddenly looked scared and confused a little.

"Why, what's wrong?"

"It's just that sir... I have only been penetrated once before" he replied
softly.

I found this to be truly perplexing. "But, u are a rent-boy Kevin, don't
the guys you pick up at the bar get to screw you every night?"

"They want too sir, but I could not let them. I mostly give blowjobs and
let them perform all their sick fantasies on me in exchange for not being
able to bottom. Most of them gave me less tips after knowing this but I
really, really cannot stand being analed sir" Tears were welling up in his
eyes as he told me this.  It turned out, the last time he was fucked which
also happened to be the first time was back in junior high when he used to
play for the water-polo team. Apparently he was brutally raped by the
captain of the water-polo team, whom according to Kevin was a very huge
guy. That incident left him bleeding and traumatized until this very
day. That son of a bitch!

"Look Kevin, I can't have a slave boy whom I cannot fuck. Do you understand
that?" I asked him sternly

"Yes sir..." he obviously looked saddened.

"Here is what I'll do, I will go slow with you and I promise not to hurt
you. I will start you with my fingers and from there we will proceed. If
you cannot handle it, you can tell me and I will stop on the spot but as
your punishment, I will not let you play with your body for the whole
week. Have I made myself clear?"

Kevin nodded and with that I told him to began sucking on my fingers to
give it some lubrication before I tried putting them inside his ass
hole. His hole was extremely tight and I guess with an asshole that tight
he had every reason to be worried about getting fucked, especially by my 8
inch, wide-circumference tool. As I continued fingering him, I saw his face
cringe. I knew he was probably floating between pain or pleasure and that's
when I noticed that his nipples were half erect. While my left hand was
fingering him, my right hand proceeded to caress his nipples, playing with
them, pinching them and trying to tip off the scale more towards pleasure
for Kevin as the thought of this boy crying in pain when I fucked him broke
my heart but at the same time, the thought of not being able to fuck him
today would really dissatisfy my hard penis. As I watched him shiver with
bliss, I realized that Kevin's nipples were indeed very sensitive to the
touch so I decided to increase the stimulation by licking his now fully
rigid nipples, slobbering them with my tongue and nibbling on them like
they were honey-coated. These intense movements apparently have tremendous
impact on Kevin as his breathing rate has now increased and his facial
expression has also changed from hurt to become enjoyment without realizing
that I already had three big fingers in his unbelievably tight hole.

"Are you ready for the real thing now?"

He nodded in approval. With that I took out my fingers and exchange it with
the tip of my penis. I could see the anticipation was building for Kevin
and I could also see that he was holding his breath expecting for the worst
of all pain. It seemed painful, scarring memories are now back to threaten
him but I was to horny to show the boy any kind of mercy at that point. As
I began to insert my hard dick into his hole, my whole body shivered with
pleasure. With every second, I moved in a little bit more with saliva and
pre-cum as the only lubrication. Talk about organic lubrication. I began
fucking him slowly as he laid on his back with his both feet lifted and
laid on my shoulders.

"Aaah ahhh yes deeper..." to my surprise Kevin was actually enjoying this.

" You sure you can take it boy?"

"Yes sir , I want you to fuck me , fuck me real deep, I am yours."

His last statement was so hot it triggered me to fuck him even deeper and
show him what an excellent tight bottom he is.

`Oh yeah, take it all boy!" As I slid in my dick into his tiny whole, I
could feel that my dick has now entered paradise. His ass is so tight, they
are even tighter than the virgin cheerleader that I slept with in high
school. As I continued riding him, my pulse got quicker. I was hot and
heated by the moment and I was anything but gentle when it came to fucking
Kevin. This was good, this was better than good, this was intense pleasure,
pure ecstasy! I was sweating and my heart rate was speeding like a
race-horse on steroid. As I continued to work on my boy's ass, I could hear
the sounds of my sloppy balls hitting his smooth ass cheeks. The smell of
sweat, the flopping sound of my big dick against his tight hole and the
sight of a pretty Asian boy submitting his ass to me are just too much for
me to handle. It was not long before I knew that I had to cum soon. Kevin
seemed to realize this and he responded by clenching his sphincter,
tightening his already tight asshole even more. My fucking grew faster, it
was too deep, too passionate, too impossible for me to hold on any longer,
this was it, again I was there with Kevin, I was at the peak of no
return...

"Aaaarggh arrrrghhh aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" It was the biggest orgasm
I have ever had. Spurts after spurts were shot into Kevin's ass and at the
same time Kevin's breathing became faster and soon without a single touch
of anyone's hand, Kevin began spurting his own semen into the air as
well. His shots were so high that the longest shot was way over his own
head with the rest of it landing on his chest and face. Apparently the
fucking had intensely stimulated his overly full prostate and the pleasure
was too much even for my sweet boy to handle. After a good seven to eight
spurts, I took my dick out of Kevin's now loosened hole.

As I did this, his expression changed. I was feeling extremely satisfied
inside but I could not express this to him since he knew that he had just
committed a crime. The crime of cumming without my permission.

"I..i'm sorry sir, i..."  before he even get to finish his sentence I
slapped his left face him the back of my left palm. It wasn't a very hard
slap but enough to scare him.

"Who gave you the permission for a release boy?" I asked in the most cruel
voice I could muster.

"No one sir, I am sorry sir." He replied.

" You know you have to be punished boy!" I barked at him. "From now on, I
don't think I can trust you anymore boy. I am going to put you on a
chastity belt in order for you to learn some self control."

I took out a chastity belt from the closet where I put my other kinky
device. I had bought this device for my last slave, which he only needed to
wear for a while so the size was apparently too small for Kevin as my last
slave was not as endowed as Kevin. If wearing chastity belt is extremely
uncomfortable for someone who has never worn it before, wearing one that is
undersized is sheer torture but that is the fate that Kevin will endure
until he learns how to control himself. After securely locking his chastity
belt, I asked Kevin to clean up his boy-juice with his own tongue Kevin
lapped up every single drop of his own emission. Organic proteins are
always good for a slave boy. Then I told him to turn around to receive his
whipping. I whipped his ass by suing the whip I used to wake him up for ten
times with him counting my every blow but I did not do it too hard, worried
that I might leave permanent scars on such perfection. He was lucky he was
this adorable, other slaves who disobeyed me would definitely be kicked out
of my bed in a matter of seconds but this boy was different, something
about him appealed to me for more than just sex.

"Now it's time for breakfast." As we proceeded to the kitchen, I made
myself some bagels, cereals and orange juice while I gave him the same
stuff that I am having. The only difference is that he had to eat his
breakfast out of a dog bowl because that's how slave boys eat their
meals. I never own dogs and I never even liked animals but the idea of
humiliating a boy this cute, putting him at the same low level as dogs just
gets me off. So I have prepared two bowls for him one is for the cereal and
the other one is for the orange cocktail that I have especially prepared
for him. Orange cocktail consisting of orange juice and some of the
recycled beer that I had last night. Yes, it's recycled from my piss. I
think every slave should learn how to devour his master's piss and Kevin
didn't seem to have any trouble doing that.

After our meal, I decided that Kevin needs some exercise so I told him to
run some laps around the neighbourhood wearing nothing but a short, thin
running shorts and my old tennis shoes. I am sure with the high percentage
of closeted married men in this mid-upper class neighbourhood, Kevin is
definitely going to turn more than a few naughty heads from the neighbours.

After he washed up, I told Kevin that he needed to rest a little for I have
huge plans for him tonight. This time I let him took a nap on my bed, in my
comfortable air-conditioned room. During nap-time I got the opportunity to
caress him, fondle him and touch him like he was more than a slave, like he
was a lover.

Later that night, I decided to take Kevin to Velvet Underground, a very
famous strip club specializing in young college-aged, twinkish boys where I
knew Kevin would fit right in. The owner Peter is an old friend of mine and
when I told him that Kevin would be available for the night, his eyes
turned green with the thought of how much money Kevin was going to make for
his club tonight. Unlike all the other strip clubs, the customers in Velvet
Underground are allowed to touch, caress or fondle the strippers to their
hearts' or their dicks' content as long as they keep the huge tip coming.

As I took Kevin to his make up room, I could tell he was very nervous. "
You'll do fine, I know you'll make me proud tonight!" with that sentence I
left him for the make-up lady to oil him up and dress him in an
extremely-tight, almost see-through, skin-colored speedo for his debut. As
Kevin made his debut on the stage, the crowd went crazy. I noticed most of
the men in the audience were starting to touch their own growing
erections. I've always loved my bitch but there is nothing I like even more
than sharing my beautiful boy with other horny men. A boy like Kevin is not
made everyday and when I found one, I feel like I shouldn't be too selfish
by keeping him to myself.

As Kevin was working the crowd with his sensual movements, as his pimp for
the night, I started taking names of the potential customers who were up
for some post-stripping "entertainment" with my boy later on tonight. Boy,
was I making good money in whoring my slaveboy or what, before long, the
list turned into a long waiting list and I had to cut it short and only
select the wealthiest and most bona-fide customers who were willing to pay
the high price in order to have fun with my cute slut tonight. These guys
mostly turned out to be successful, high-powered, married businessmen with
hairy chests and pot beliies who have always had a sweet spot for young,
bottom twinks. The sight of Kevin on stage must have drove them crazy. It
wasn't long after Kevin started dancing that naughty hands with dollar
bills were making their way towards his heavenly body. Some of the hands
were big, some were small, some were hairy, some were sweaty and some were
rough but all of these hands were obviously very passionate in feeling
Kevin up.

Poor boy, not only does he have to endure to the naughty, leering glares of
complete strangers in a supper tight speedo, but now he has also got to put
up with their aggressive fondling, groping, and probing. Some of the
customers were pinching and playing with his now fully hard nipples, some
were touching his dick and others were groping his ass. There were even a
couple of guys who managed to finger him up. I don't know if it is because
Kevin is too hot or because the customers were too horny because by the end
of the show, my boy's body was obviously red and sore from all those
senseless invasions.


As he got down the stage and was about to put on his tight jeans and
t-shirt back, I stopped him and led him to the back room of the club, the
room where most of the real actions take place, the room full of horny,
married and powerful executives waiting to get the gratification that I had
promised them for their money.

Just when Kevin thought the night was over but it really had just
started...

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