Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2001 20:41:47 -0800 (PST) From: D D Subject: My Sister's Boyfriend -1- revised This is my second story on Nifty. My first story is a continuous series named "The Player", which was also posted on Nifty, College section. I haven't finished writing "The Player", but this morning, I came across an erotic story in Vietnamese, and to be honest with you, I AM horny as hell while I read this interesting tale. So, I decide to postpone "The Player" and use my free time to translate this story into English, for all Nifty readers to enjoy. Hope you will have a good time reading this story. Again, this series was originally written in Vietnamese with the original title "The Sister's Boyfriend and The Little Brother". Since I will translate this story myself, I will change its name simply to "My Sister's Boyfriend". Unlike my story, "The Player", which focused mainly on the love, not the sexual encounters of the two main characters, this story, "My Sister's Boyfriend" has lots of sex scenes, and I hope you guys won't be disappointed. My biggest thank goes to Adam T, the author of the story I am translating now. My second thank goes to Brian, who introduced me to this story and other erotic stories written in Vietnamese. This translation is for you guys. Comment? Criticism? Complement? Send me an email at acne_23@yahoo.com. Thanks, David. Chapter 1 Although I was born in Vietnam, I grew up and went to school in Seattle, in the great state of Washington. Since I had been here for a long time, I was very open minded. Unlike me, my family was very traditional. My parents always made us speak Vietnamese whenever we were home. Not only that, when we were kids, my sister and I was sent to classes in church and community schools to learn how to speak and write Vietnamese correctly. Plus, since my sister and I loved to sing karaoke in Vietnamese, we were very good of using Vietnamese on a daily basis. We were proud of our skill because most of our Vietnamese friends who grew up in the states couldn't speak and write Vietnamese as well as we did. But, we were proud to be Americans too. My sister dated a Caucasian guy named Josh. Josh often came to our house to pick my sister up or to wait for her patiently in the living room whenever she was out. Whenever Josh came to our house, he would talk to me friendly. He was a good and decent guy. Sometime, if I was not home, he even asked my sister about me in a brotherly kind-of-way. My sister usually said, "It seems like Josh likes you a lot. He asked you all the time. You guys get it off pretty well, huh?" And I would smile and say, "Yeah, Josh and I talked all the time. We have a lot of things in common." I didn't pay attention to her words for a while. And I didn't even pay attention to Josh in any other way either. But, one day, the bathroom upstairs was broken, so I came downstairs for a shower. At that time, Josh was waiting for my sister in the living room, which located right next to the bathroom. After the shower, since I forgot to bring the clothes with me into the bathroom, I took a towel near by, wrapped it around my waist to cover for my naked body, and walked out of the bathroom. When walking pass the living room, I saw Josh and said hello to him. While Josh said his greeting to me, I noticed that he was staring at my half-naked body. I pretended like nothing had happened and continued to walk into my room to get dress. Speaking of staring, I remembered there were many times in the past, while Josh was talking to me, he usually stared at me for a long time. At that time, I didn't think much about the stare, since I thought it would be okay to stare at somebody when you were talking to them. But, my friends didn't do it. And nobody I knew had stared at me like that. After minutes of thinking it through, I decided that Josh had a crush on me. That Friday, Josh had a date with my sister. He came to my house earlier than usual so he decided to wait for my sister to come home from work. My parents were out too. I was the only one at home with him. And I decided to test his sexual orientation, to see if he had any sexual feeling for me. Josh was watching TV in the living room while I came to him and said: "Hey Josh, I'm going to take a shower, the bathroom upstairs is still broken, so I'm using the one downstairs. If you really need to go to the bathroom, go ahead and use it. I'll leave it open, don't worry about me, okay man?" " 'kay." Josk said and continued watching TV. Usually I took a very fast shower, but today, I tried to take as much time in the bathroom as possible. My sister wouldn't come home for a while, since traffic was really bad at this time in Seattle. She would be stuck there for a while, and I could do whatever I wanted to test Josh, my sister's boyfriend. Minutes later, while I was still in the shower, Josh walked into the bathroom. He really needed to pee. "It's you, Josh?" I asked from behind the curtain. "Yeah. I really need to use the toilet." He said. "Sure, don't mind me, okay? We're all guys. Don't worry about it. By the way, is my sister back yet?" "No, I think she got stuck in traffic." He said casually. The curtain that separated us was made from glasses, so Josh could see all of me through the glass if he wanted to. And yes, he definitely looked at me when he walked into the bathroom. Knowing that, I walked out of the shower completely naked, and stood behind him. I took time to dry myself with the towel while I was still completely naked. After Josh finished his peeing business, he turned around and a surprised look was formed on his face. He saw me naked and glistered with droplets of water. He was embarrassed and walked out of the room quickly. Just by a quick glance at his package, I knew he had a hard-on while looking at my naked body. If I looked more carefully, the bulging in his pants was definitely growing bigger after a short time. I wouldn't miss this golden chance to make my move. "Josh, would you come here for a minute? I need your help." I called out his name. "What is it, Adam?" Josh said and turned around. His face turned red with embarrassment. "Come on, I need your help." I said. Since he was still embarrassed, Josh was hesitated for a moment before coming to my side. Not wanting to let the evidence go soft, I reached over and grabbed his cock in a quick motion. All I wanted to do at that time was to prove that he had a hard-on after he saw me naked. If his dick was very hard, it meant that he was gay, or at least bi-sexual, and I would tell my sister all about his behavior. "Adam, what ya doing?" Josh breathed out heavily when I touched him. "If you leave, I'll squeezed your balls harder." I said and continued holding his dick, which was hidden safely behind his jeans. Under the jeans, his cock was growing harder and harder. Smiling satisfactorily, I said, "I knew it. You have a crush on me, don't ya?" "Would you let it go." He acclaimed. Josh tried to push me out but I didn't let him get away that easily. Using both of my hands, I unzipped his jeans. Josh couldn't do anything except standing there and looked at me in shock. After a second fumbling with his zipper, I finally took his dick out of the jeans. I looked at the big cock on my hand and my saliva started pouring out from my mouth involuntarily. It was too big and too beautiful for me to ignore. I was definitely turned on by this beautiful cock on my hands. My own dick was growing harder and harder. I became self-conscious. I was embarrassed by my own action. To cover my embarrassment and my own hard dick that wouldn't behave, I wrapped the towel around my waist and pulled it tighter to my naked body. I wanted to leave. Suddenly, Josh wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed me back onto the wall. He kissed me passionately on the lips. First kiss, then a second one, and then kisses after kisses were planted on my lips. I was still scared and confused, so that I pushed him out and said, "What are you doing? Stop that." But I couldn't control my words anymore. I wanted to have his lips on my own lips. I wanted him to touch me and to caress me like he did to my sister. Not wanting to lose that feeling, I hurriedly pulled his face back into mine and kissed him passionately on the lips. My body turned hot in a second. The feeling was strange, but excited and very nerve wrecking. It was tingling. It was hot. It was not like kissing a girl at all. I was totally on fire. Josh and I clinched to each other with great passion. His tongue searched my mouth violently but passionately. He sucked my tongue while his hands were roaming all over my body. His hot hands were on my cock, then my butt and back to my cock. They were everywhere. They were hungrily searching for the unknown, the mystery that called a man's body. I followed his actions, sucking his tongue hungrily, violently and passionately. While I was sucking his hot tongue, Josh's dick, which was as hard as steel, sliding up and down my naked stomach. I hungrily grabbed his cock and massage it in my hands. It was extremely hot. I could feel the heat coming out of his cock with each of my movement. Then, Josh pulled his lips out from my lips. He lowered his head to my wet neck and licked it passionately. He used his teeth to bite my neck, one area to another, not stopping at one place for too long. In the meantime, his free hand pulled the towel off my body, and then pulled my cock into a jerking motion. My own two hands wrapped around his bubble butt. I pulled him closer to me. His dick again touched my stomach. Our dicks touched. Pre-cums were pouring out from both our dicks. Josh still had his tongue on my neck, sucked it over and over. Then, he lowered his face and onto my chest. He licked my sensitive nipple and gave them the gentle and loving bites. I was in heaven. My mind was gone out of my body for a long time until I heard the garage door opened and the sound of my sister's car pulled into the garage. Josh heard the sound too. He pushed me out quickly and guiltily and pulled his jeans up. He jumped out of the bathroom and into the living room to sit down and to wait for her. "What's a disappointment," I thought. I didn't want things to happen like it had. At first, all I wanted was to be sure that Josh had a thing for me, and then I would tell my sister about his gayness. I wanted my sister to be happy, because if she knew he was gay, she would never wanted to date him again. But things happened so out of control. Now, I had a feeling for Josh myself. I had never made love to a guy before, and this was the first time I had a sexual encounter with a man. But despite the fear, I loved the hot, burning sensation when I was near Josh. I loved to make passionate love with him. He turned me on like nobody had turned me on before. Even with my girlfriend, I had never had the same feeling. Sure, I made love to her hundred of times. Sure, I kissed her a million times. But, kissing Josh made me feel burning from inside out. The feeling was very out of touch. It was hard to describe. It was all I could think of for the rest of my life. In about two hours, I had to pick up my girlfriend. We'd have a date tonight. What would I do? I didn't know what to do with my feeling for Josh. Should I tell my sister that her boyfriend had a thing for me? Or should I keep it quiet and pretend like it had never happened? If I kept myself quiet, my sister would never be happy with him. But if I told them, I would lose everything, including my girlfriend, whom I loved very much. What should I do? To be continued... Okay, this is the end of chapter 1. I tried to stick really close to the original story, but the love scenes are very hard to translate, so I've used my own imagination to fill in the gap. Hope you guys enjoy the story. Hope to hear your comments soon.