Date: Mon, 12 Jul 2021 03:30:20 +0000 From: ChiFelix Subject: An Exchange Student Completes a Family-1 Thanks to Nifty for providing a platform for aspiring authors. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Dear reader, This story and all characters in it are fiction, though many of the places here in Chicago are real. I love men of color -- of all colors -- and strive to include plenty of sexy, complex, multidimensional ones in this story. The first two installments only contain flirting and solo masturbation while the desire between the various characters builds up and taboos are tested and pushed. I've written the first 12 installments already and can tell you that there's heavy action in every installment after the first 2 and (spoilers ahead:) eventually we have characters from ages 12 (2 of them), 17, early 20's and a bit older (and I'm planning for future characters who are a LOT older), from Hong Kong, Chicago, Peru, and Iraq, and there's the strong continuing theme of gay incest in 2 separate families. I feel like the story is still only getting started. Feel free to send my any feedback, ideas, thoughts, fantasies/desires, at all, and I hope you enjoy this story. ------------------------ I know now that I'm bi, but I had never really admitted it to myself until that autumn. In fact, I thought I was happily married up until Jess served me with papers. I guess she wasn't that happily married and in retrospect neither was I. But she also had a man in the wings and when he went west to try his hand in the tech field she went with him. My 8 year old son Ollie stayed with me as she drifted further and further from our lives. Anyway, it was a few years later, that I signed up for the student exchange host program because I wanted Ollie, now 12, to be exposed to the world. I had no idea how exposed to the world he'd end up! Our new exchange student was Qing (pronounced "Ching"), from Hong Kong, coming here to learn all about America from our porch in Chicago's suburbs. As I drove out to O'Hare to collect my new charge I was excited for Ollie and I for this deviation from our lives, and excited for Qing. Through program-mediated introduction letters and photos we had already learned a little about young Qing. He was a young-looking 17 year old with glasses and a fascination for America. He was hoping to attend college in the USA if he could, and he enjoyed cooking. At the airport, Qing appeared with his suitcase and his long straight black hair and as we recognized each other he gave us a guarded smile. Ollie shouted "Qing!" and ran to greet him. I followed behind and we shook hands. I had been briefed on Hong Kong etiquette and expected him to be a little reserved, but he looked right at me and held my eye contact as we talked. His English was good, as expected and when I asked if he was hungry after the flight he said the first thing he'd like to try was a Chicago Dog! And Deep dish pizza later. The things Chicago is known for, I guess. Ollie said "you smell like mothballs!" which made us all laugh after a moment. As we talked, I started to feel a faint rise in my pants which...confused me a little. Qing was making a lot more eye contact with me than I expected. We made our way to the Superdawg for a carhop experience, with Qing in the front and Ollie in the back seat for a change. As we talked I stole glances at his hand with its long fingers, and at his crotch. I told myself that even with the little scruff on his face he had the gentle facial curves and hair of a girl, but that didn't explain why it was the faint dick print in his pants that turned me on. A dick print which appeared to have straightened a little the next time I glanced at it. I took my mind off this by looking in the rearview and asking Ollie what he was going to order. "A Whoopskidawg!" Ollie seemed pretty excited. At the restaurant we got our meals from the carhop and Qing moved to the back seat to compare his classic SuperDawg with Ollie's meal. The boys took bites from each other's sandwiches and I was glad to see them getting along so well. The rest of the way home Qing stayed in the back seat with Ollie and they talked about what school was like for each of them and everything else they could think of. When we got home I showed Qing around the house including the bedroom he'd share with Ollie, with one bed on each side of the room. Before we knew it, it was bedtime. Qing and Ollie both seemed a little awkward negotiating around changing for bed, and Ollie used the bathroom not only to brush his teeth but to change into his pajamas. Qing came out of the bedroom already in his boxers to brush his teeth and I just glanced for a moment at the little bit of hair below his navel and his large flat, dark nipples that looked a little too close together on his chest, his beautiful chest.. and he was looking at me. He smiled and headed into the bathroom where he glanced in the mirror and caught me looking at him one more time. I hastily said, "good night!" and headed back to my bedroom where got in bed, gripped my thick cock and thought about those beautiful nipples, that dick print, that smile and those lips, and I beat out a forceful load. Then I woke up in the middle of the night and did it again.