Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2013 03:04:54 +0200
From: Joel V <joel241@live.nl>
Subject: Asian in Amsterdam

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Of course Zifeng had expected this. Her answer wasn't vague at all. They
had done a presentation together and they both got an A. So they had
something to celebrate, that's not quite an outrageous thought, isn't it?
It was the second week of their Finance summer course at the University of
Amsterdam. She was American, but she had a Chinese background. He came form
Hong Kong and he was really glad that he could add this course on his
resume. When they were preparing their presentation together Zifeng thought
that they had much in common. They had both a Chinese background and they
were both studying business law at their home universities.  And she was
really beautiful. Well, that seemed the only difference between them.
Eileen was a gorgeous young woman with shiny black hair, a fine bronze skin
color and really nice black almond eyes. She was also quite tall. Zifeng
stood about 5'5" and she was at least two inches taller than him.

So when they walked together to the entrance gate he took a deep breath and
asked if she was in for a drink. But she just said: 'Maybe another time.
See you tomorrow'. He just nodded and smiled, a bit embarrassed, but hey,
he had seen this coming. He watched her walking to this handsome blonde guy
who seemed to be waiting for her. This guy looked like one of those preppy
and self assured Dutch college students who seemed to have occupied the
university buildings and the library during these empty summer weeks. He
was wearing a pair of gray jogging pants and he held a field hockey stick
in his hand. Probably he was coming back from hockey practice. Zifeng had
noticed that field hockey is a quite popular sport among Dutch guys,
especially the preppy ones. The guy gave Eileen a slight hug and Zifeng
noticed that his big hand lingered on her hips for a moment. They
disappeared in the direction of the city center.


When Zifeng walked down the street to his student's room he visualized the
handsome Dutch guy again. Judged by his appearance he must have been a
college student. Perhaps he was also a member of The Corps, a notorious
conservative Dutch male fraternity. Zifeng rented a small room in a frat
house in the city center. He was actually renting the room from a guy
called Roderick who was studying for a few months in the United States. The
University's Office for Foreign Students had found this room for him. He
had several other roommates, all members of The Corps. For most of the time
he was living with Wouter and Frederik. A guy called Nick was also living
there, but Zifeng had never met him because he was traveling in Africa.
Wouter and Frederik seemed to be nice guys, although they didn't spent much
time hanging out with him. Wouter had made him familiar with some of the
house rules and had told him about nice places to hang out and places where
he could meet hot girls. But he had never asked him to join him and
Frederik to their favorite clubs or to play soccer with them on Sunday
afternoons in the city's Vondelpark. Sometimes they were having dinner
together and although Zifeng hadn't much in common with those Dutch frat
guys they easily went along with each other.

When he arrived home he saw Wouter in the living room lounging on the couch
with both feet on the table. He stopped by to say 'hello' and then decided
to grab a beer from the refrigerator. Standing in the kitchen he couldn't
help admiring the handsome good looks of this blond Dutch student. Like the
guy who had accompanied Eileen Wouter wore his hair a bit long. His blond
strokes were combed back with a wet look gel, which gave him a clean-cut
preppy look. His sharp blue eyes formed a nice contrast with the soft brown
freckles on his face. That day he was wearing a navy blue polo by Ralph
Lauren, a pair of light blue shorts and brown suede loafers without socks.
Zifeng had noticed that Wouter, who was studying Business Administration at
the Vrije Universiteit (Free University), always wore polo's by Ralph
Lauren. Those slim fit polo's looked incredibly good on this stud because
they perfectly accentuated his athletic tall upper body.

After a while Wouter noticed his Asian roomie. 'Yo Feng'.

'Hello Wouter, how are you?', Zifeng replied.

'Yeah, I'm fine.' When Zifeng walked back to his room, Wouter stopped him.

'Yo Feng, wait a sec. You forgot to clean the living room. Be sure that
you've fixed this before tomorrow night. You know, a girl is coming over
and I don't want to make a bad impression.' He gave Zifeng a cocky grin. A
few days ago Wouter had asked Zifeng why he was always alone. Didn't he
like the girls here? Zifeng had said something about being busy and the
handsome frat jock had shaken his head in mock disapproval. 'You know, you
should relax more and enjoy your time here. Do you like blond girls, huh?
I'm quite into Asian chicks lately'. When he said that he grinned in a
boyish way, which was almost sweet. A smirk appeared on his handsome face:
'Yeah, those tiny Asian chicks are really into big cocks, I guess. It seems
to me that I attract those Asian sluts all the time. Well, can't blame them
for it and I really love to fuck my bitches, ya know.' His face had an
arrogant and cocky expression when he said that.

This time Wouter wasn't really talking about sex. The Asian student
apologized immediately. 'Oh I'm sorry Wouter, guess I haven't found the
time yet.' When he moved in Wouter had explained the house rules to him. He
had told his new roommate from China that Roderick was the house rookie and
that he did most of the cleaning. Because Zifeng was replacing Roderick it
seemed fair to Wouter that he would take over Roderick's regular tasks.
Zifeng had agreed to this, especially because the rent was quite
affordable.

'So why don't you do it now', Wouter said, his large feet still on the
table.

Zifeng shrugged. 'Yeah, I guess I can do it now.'

When he picked up the vacuum cleaner Wouter added:

'Oh, and grab me a beer from the frig.'

After a while Wouter left the room, probably because the noise of the
vacuum cleaner bothered him. The living room was a mess. Wouter and
Frederik were both messy guys. They often left their bags, books,
magazines, laptops, gadgets and clothes in the room. Wouter was also a
field hockey player and Zifeng often found his old smelly hockey shoes or
his hockey stick in the living room. This time Zifeng almost stumbled over
a pair of Wouter's sneakers. Like many other Dutch students Wouter was
often wearing the latest sneakers. Zifeng had to admit that he liked these
ones. He recognized the model, a pair of Nike Air Max 1's. Many Dutch male
students were showing off these sneakers. He didn't know why he did this,
but he grabbed one sneaker for a closer view. He could see that Wouter had
worn this pair on a daily basis. There were many cracks in the leather and
the sole was dirty. The sneaker was also a bit smelly, he could clearly
discern a combination of old leather and sweat.

It wasn't the first time that the Chinese student had admired the footwear
of his white roommates. A few weeks ago he was cleaning the kitchen when
Frederik had rushed in. It was going to be a hot day, so Zifeng had decided
to do his chores before going to his class. He said 'good morning' to
Frederik but the young professional was busy eating a sandwich and reading
the Financial Times simultaneously. Frederik was even a bit taller than
Wouter and he wore his hair in the same preppy style. Like Wouter he could
have been a Ralph Lauren model. But his hair was dark brown and his face
was more rugged with a sharp jaw line and arched cheekbones. He was doing
an internship at Baker & McKenzie, an international law firm, so he was
wearing a tailored dark gray dress suit. Zifeng was sure he would make an
excellent impression. When Frederik noticed his Chinese roommate he just
said: 'Oh, you're already working. That's good.' Zifeng just nodded. After
a while Frederik left the room but he returned in a minute. He threw a pair
of his dress shoes on the kitchen table.

'Hey Feng, will do you me a favor please? I'm kind a busy and don't have
time to polish these ones. Since you're already cleaning I was thinking you
can help me with these shoes. I'm sure it will be less than five minutes
work. You would really help me out.' Before Zifeng could answer he had left
the kitchen again. The exchange student was a bit offended by Frederik's
abrasive attitude. Apparently his Dutch roommate expected him to polish his
dress shoes. But for some reason he did like Frederik's large wingtips. Of
course Zifeng had already noticed that both Wouter and Frederik had large
feet, but when he took a close look of Frederik's dress shoes he was still
surprised. Frederik was wearing size 13. At that moment his small cock
began to get hard. He didn't know why but Frederik's expensive leather shoe
– the size, the smell and the masculine shape – made him incredibly
hot. He hadn't realized before that male feet could be that large and
impressive. He found some shoe polish in one of the kitchen drawers and
with an old rag he managed to make the shoes shiny and new again. The smell
of leather and polish was a bit pungent and Zifeng's small hand diligently
rubbed the soft leather. After a while Frederik returned. The young
corporate lawyer smirked when he saw his Asian flat mate finishing his
task. Apparently it gave him a thrill to pick up his polished dress shoes
from the table. He just said:

'Thanks bro, you're the best.'

Later in his room Zifeng googled the brand's name he had noticed on the
sole. The Chinese student read that Frederik's must have paid more than 500
euro's for these Italian shoes by Santoni. He almost couldn't believe that
someone was having 500 euro's on his feet, so to speak. And now he was
holding Wouter's sneaker in his hands. Like Frederik's dress shoe Wouter's
sneaker was impressive. He realized that this sneaker – usually just a
quite mundane thing – was a kind of non-literal expression of Wouter's
superior athletic masculinity. He held the sneaker right in front of his
face, admiring the impressive size and the handsome design. But he was
afraid that Frederik or Wouter would surprise him so he dropped the sneaker
and continued his cleaning job..

The next evening he came home late after spending the whole day in the
University Library. Wouter's room was right next to his and he noticed that
the door was half open. A high-pitched female voice was moaning and he
heard a male voice whispering and breathing heavily. Then it hit him. His
flat mate was having sex with a girl. At first hand he thought it was
funny. Back in Hong Kong he had never experienced such a thing. Chinese
people aren't that relaxed when it comes to sex. It was dark in the small
hallway but he could discern Wouter's large sneakers just in front of the
door. Right next to his pair the girl had left her own pumps. The contrast
between those small elegant pumps and Wouter's old and large masculine
Nikes was striking. Wouter must've increased his speed because the shrieks
of the girl grew louder. At the same time he heard Wouter moan something in
a low masculine voice. Zifeng still doesn't know where he'd found the
courage but he took a few steps towards the half open door. When he was
close enough he took a quick look inside the dimly lit room. What he could
see was amazing, but he immediately retreated, afraid that Wouter or the
girl might've noticed him.

He had seen the Dutch guy standing in front of his box spring. The girl was
on Wouter's bed on her hands and knees while the tall blond stud was
slamming into her from behind. Zifeng felt his heartbeat raging. He heard
some slapping sounds and the girl began to moan louder. Perhaps Wouter was
slapping her ass. Zifeng hesitated. He could take a look once more but he
realized how tricky this was. He couldn't imagine how worse things would be
when Wouter or the girl found out that they were not alone anymore. But the
Asian voyeur was too excited to think clearly and he moved his head closer
to the door.

Wouter was still slamming into the girl but he had lowered his speed. His
hands were resting firmly on the girls back and his head was slightly
tilted back. Clearly his flatmate was enjoying the ride. The Asian boy
could see his abs contracting with every hard and determinant trust. Then
the white stud withdrew from her small pussy, revealing a hard and
perfectly shaped cock. Zifeng was amazed. Wouter's cock throbbed
aggressively in front of his abs. It was more than 8 inches large with a
big shiny head. He couldn't believe that a guy's cock could be that
big. Zifeng took another small step forwards and carefully peeped into the
room. Wouter was rubbing his huge cock head against the girl's wet pussy
and she began to moan again. She clearly enjoyed the hard pressure coming
from this huge shiny cock head.

He remembered Wouter's cocky remarks about him fucking 'his' sluts but
still it was quite a shock to watch this hot Dutch field hockey player
pounding a girl's pussy. After a minute Wouter drove his large cock into
her pussy again. He began to pound her like the athlete he was, showing off
his agility, acceleration and stamina.. His bronze tall body was covered in
a sheen of sweat. Wouter's body was like a Greek statue, Zifeng noticed. It
was hard, fast and active without any signs of redundant fat. After a while
the tall Aryan stud bended forwards and kissed the girl. Zifeng could hear
the sounds of Wouter's tongue raping the girl's mouth. Then he continued to
fuck her, harder and faster than a few minutes before. This time Zifeng had
a better view of Wouter's handsome face which was drawn in an excited,
almost arrogant expression.

The student jock said something in Dutch to the girl. Then he withdrew
again and grabbed her hips, turning her on her back like she was an
ordinary sex doll. He jumped on his bed and began to fuck her in a
missionary position. Watching Wouter's muscled ass going up and down
between the girl's legs was the most incredible thing Zifeng had ever
witnessed. After five minutes of intense fucking the stud took out his cock
and adjusted his position. Just when his smooth and fat cock head was about
to enter the girl's pussy Wouter noticed his peeping Asian flatmate. Zifeng
froze but the young stud just smirked, showing his even white teeth and
made a sign with his index finger. Zifeng was amazed by Wouter's cool and
nonchalant reaction. The frat guy gave his beautiful fuck weapon a light
slap. Then he pressed his dripping cock head into the willing hole again
and the girl began to moan like she was in pain. Wouter ignored her and
soon the young stud had built up a steady rhythm.

Meanwhile Zifeng was enjoying the show. After a while Wouter removed his
dick and rotated the girl a quarter turn to the left. Zifeng noticed that
she had dark brown hair and nice cup C tits. And she was Asian! She was
smaller than Eileen but her hips were more defined and broader. Perhaps she
was of Indonesian descent. In the Netherlands there are many people with a
mixed-race Indonesian background. The Dutch frat guy walked to the other
side of his box spring and began to fuck her again. This time Zifeng had a
better view on Wouter's body and on both of their faces. While the girl's
face was pretty contorted because of the hard painful thrusts, Wouter had
an excited, arrogant and almost angry expression on his face.

Then the stud grabbed his white briefs, smacked her tits a few times, and
shoved them in her face, perhaps to prevent her from noticing
Zifeng. 'Yeah, sniff this you filthy bitch. Like the smell huh?' His
derisive talk and his deep masculine voice had the right effect on the
girl. She began to moan a bit louder. Zifeng knew that his white flat mate
could be cocky, but now the frat guy showed a quite different level of that
quality. And he was talking in English to the girl. She didn't notice,
totally overpowered by his dominating sex drive, but Zifeng suspected that
Wouter was doing this to get him involved. Cleary his Dutch flat mate
enjoyed performing for the Asian voyeur.

The girl just began to moan a little bit louder, her nose buried in
Wouter's briefs, while Zifeng's felt his own erection pressing in his
pants. Wouter seemed determinant to get as much pleasure from her body as
possible. He withdrew again and mounted her body, which seemed small and
delicate in comparison to his broad shoulders, defined chest, sculpted six
pack and strong muscled legs. He started to stroke his cock between her
breasts, giving Zifeng a much better view on his fuck weapon. The young
stud slapped it against the girl's tits for a while and with every
aggressive slap his beautiful toned body slightly moved back and forth in
an athletic and gracious manner. Wouter began to breathe
heavier. Apparently the hot stud got off on dominating the poor girl and
showing Zifeng how to fuck like a man.

He grabbed her head with one hand and moved his body forwards, while
holding his cock in his other one. Then he threw his underpants to the
other side of his room and shoved his cock into the girl's mouth. He
started to fuck her mouth like she was some porn actress. Zifeng was in
shock. This guy wasn't even a bit gentle, but the girl didn't seem to
object, although she clearly had much trouble with handling Wouter's big
invading cock. Zifeng's eyes turned back to Wouter again and the field
hockey jock was looking straight at the Asian voyeur. He made a gesture and
he pointed to something on the ground. The boy didn't understand and kept
staring at the frat jock. Wouter got impatient and pointed again at the
girl's pumps beside his feet. Zifeng got the message. He grabbed one of her
shoes, which were feather light in his hands, and smelled. They didn't
smell bad, but actually he really longed to pick up Wouter's large
sneakers. The girl's pumps were small and feminine. He didn't like them at
all.

Wouter grinned and gave him a playful thumbs up sign, while his other hand
was moving the girl's head around his cock. But Zifeng had to admit that it
was also a bit humiliating. While Wouter was having fun with the Asian girl
he had to play with her shoe, like it was a left over of Wouter's
conquest. Still it was also kind of hot. He lost all shame and he started
to lick the suede leather. But Wouter didn't pay attention anymore as he
was working towards a huge orgasm. Seeing this young demi-god cum was one
of the most marvelous things Zifeng had ever witnessed. Wouter's face got a
tensed, concentrated and aggressive expression, like he was just about to
score a goal on the hockey field. Then he began to moan in a low voice,
threw his head back, uttered a loud 'fuck yeah' and finally removed his
swollen cock from the girl's mouth. Zifeng had a good view on the powerful
streams of cum that coated the girl's mouth, cheeks, forehead, hair and
even her neck. Some spurts even missed their target and went across her
head. He watched Wouter's abdominal muscles flex after each heavy breath
until he began to recover from his intense orgasm. When Wouter noticed that
Zifeng was still watching he smirked and made an impatient gesture which
the little Asian boy translated correctly as 'fuck off'. Zifeng hastily
obeyed and rushed to his room.

Of course he couldn't sleep after what just happened. He was a bit worried
that Wouter would be mad at him. But why had he let him stay and watch? And
he was also very excited. He decided to jack off and try to have some
sleep, but after a while he heard a familiar sound. Wouter was fucking the
girl again! The Asian student pulled up the sheets, trying to ignore the
fuck party in the other room, but the couple was too loud. He couldn't
blame the girl of course, he had just seen what she had to endure from his
flat mate. A voice in his head said that he could knock on the wall,
demanding more silence like every other guy would've done. Finally he
jumped out of his bed and walked to Wouter's room again. This time the door
was closed. His resistance broke. He picked up Wouter's sneakers and went
back to his room. The large sneakers felt so different in his hands
compared to the girl's pumps. While her shoes were delicate and light,
Wouter's old Nikes were massive and large. They really emphasized athletic
speed and masculine strength. And they were quite smelly. One could've
expected that, being worn by an active young stud all day. The Asian nerd
brought one sneaker to his nose, enjoying the pungent smell of leather and
fresh sweat. It was really hot to realize that Wouter had worn them the
whole day and night, hunting for hot girls, making them wet with his Aryan
good looks, his natural confidence and his cocky arrogance.

Zifeng was lying on his bed now, holding Wouter's left sneaker against his
nose. Then he noticed his own size 6 sneakers close to his bed. He took his
own left one and compared it to Wouter's sneaker. It was almost as twice as
large! It was as if Wouter's superior masculinity was filling his room. He
could hear Wouter moan in a low, aggressive voice. The Asian boy could
clearly imagine how Wouter's tall body was ravaging the small Asian girl
because he had just witnessed it. The Asian student couldn't control
himself any longer. He started to lick Wouter's sneaker like it was a huge
cock demanding worship. The smelly leather felt so good against his tongue
and nose. The girl's screams grew louder, apparently Wouter was really
fucking her into submission. Zifeng started to jerk his small cock
furiously with his right hand, while holding Wouter's sneaker in his left
one. His tongue found a small hole in the toe box. If he could lick this
sneaker with Wouter's large socked foot inside! Then he heard Wouter yell
something in Dutch. The young stud was cumming again. Totally aroused by
Wouter's aggressive voice Zifeng finally collapsed and he shot his load on
the sheets.

...to be continued.