Date: Wed, 22 Jul 2020 15:51:01 -0600
From: Chris Lee <clee28049@gmail.com>
Subject: My Khmer Nephew Part 3

My Khmer Nephew by Clee

Do not read this story if you are under 18.  This story is a product of the
author's imagination, any resemblance to actual people is purely
coincidental.

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My Khmer Nephew Part 3

The week following our meeting with Sam's parents, we visited the local
community college and enrolled him for the next term which was starting in
two months.  He enrolled in a program called Automotive Service Technology
(I got a kick out of that, such a fancy term for mechanic!) and another
concurrent program in accounting.  After two years he would have an
associate's degree in both.  Some of his credits from the university
transferred, allowing him to skip a few classes in the accounting program.

The Wednesday of that week, Sam moved home with Kim and Prak.  He begged me
to stay, but I insisted that he go home to give us both space to consider
what was going on between us, and to placate his parents.  Also that week,
his friend Tien let him know that his father wanted Sam to start at the
garage as an assistant to learn the ropes.  They agreed to let him work
full time until school started, then just a few days a week to allow Sam to
concentrate on his classes.

We saw each other when we could, but since we were both working full time,
it was only once or twice at night during the week, then on weekends when
he wasn't working.  We did manage the odd sleepover when we could.  This
was actually my intent as I wanted Sam to think about how his mind and
heart felt about me, not just his penis.  I kept reminding myself that he
was just 19.

I drive a big brown truck around town delivering packages for a living.  In
the summertime, I wear light brown shorts and a matching shirt.  One day
during this time, I finished my route at about 6:00 and then I sent Sam a
text asking if I could come by and see the shop.  He responded"Yes" right
away.  When I got there, he was cleaning up, they had just closed.  He
looked so sexy in his gray coveralls.  He even had a white patch on his
chest with"SA" written on it in red, cursive letters.  I was so proud of
him for following his dream, even if it meant initially upsetting his
parents.  I met Tien and his father who were just leaving to make the bank
deposit.

 "Don't forget to lock up Sam" Tien's father said as he lowered the giant
garage door at the front,"Nice meeting you Chris, see you" Tien and his dad
were off.

"You look so damn cute in your uniform" Sam said, grabbing me the second we
were alone.

"Me" You make me want to have your baby, you're so fucking sexy in your
uniform" I couldn't wait to hold him in my arms and kiss his full lips.

He took me by the hand and led me into the office at the back where we
couldn't be seen from the street.  We stood silently holding each other for
a long while, before Sam moved his face to mine and kissed me deeply.
Slowly he began to gently push his crotch into mine, his hardening cock
rubbing against me through our uniforms.  I reached out to his chest and
found the zipper on his coveralls, pulling it down and pushing them off of
his shoulders, revealing his torso. He was wearing a white wife beater.
Immediately I could smell his strong aroma, the odor of a man who had
worked hard all day.  He looked and smelled so hot that I wanted to devour
him.  I continued kissing him while I pushed his coveralls further down
past his crotch, and I massaged him through his boxer briefs.  He was
painfully erect, jutting out to the side and throbbing.  I knelt before him
and pulled his underwear down, taking in a different scent, a very personal
one that only I have experienced. "Chris, I've been working all day, I'm
not clean" Sam protested, trying to pull me back up to him.

"I don't care, you smell so sexy, I love it" I was burying my nose into his
thick pubes and licking his hot cock.  I took it in my mouth and sucked
gently, causing Sam to catch his breath as he put his hands on my head to
guide me.  I felt his slippery head emerge from its hood as I sucked, it
had a unique, slightly sweet taste that was new to me.  At the same time, I
ran my fingers through his hairy, sweaty crotch and massaged his heavy
balls.

I wanted to taste his cum, but Sam had other plans.  After a few minutes,
he brought me back up to him, sliding his hands under my shirt and stroking
my nipples as he kissed me urgently.  His coal black eyes stared into mine
and he said,"Pull down your shorts" I did as I was told and he walked me
backwards as we kissed until I bumped into the desk. "Sit" he said
breathlessly into my mouth.  I sat on the desk and he immediately pushed me
back and spread my legs, exposing my hairy hole, damp with sweat from my
day's work.  He spit on a finger and worked it into me, his heavy cock
bouncing with anticipation as he watched the finger slide in and out.  He
leaned over me and began to kiss me again, his plump head banging into my
hole.  It was leaking precum, making me wetter as he rubbed it back and
forth.  He spit on his fingers once again, reaching between us and mixing
it with his slick precum and smearing it all over his entire length.

He worked his plump head into my hole, then began so slowly feed me his big
cock, little by little, as we stared into each others' eyes.  Finally, he
was completely inside me and he began to thrust gently.  He brought his
lips to mine and I put my arms around his back and lifted my ass as high as
I could. "So good" Sam whispered as he fucked me.  He looked so hot in his
sweaty wife beater, the stark white of the fabric contrasting with his
brown skin.

He wrapped his big arms around me and began to pick me up, so I wrapped my
legs around his waist.  He stood and thrust up into me, holding me close to
him as he kicked the coveralls off of his feet.  He walked us to the wall
and backed me into it, pinning me there.  He continued to hold me, more
tightly now as we both began to sweat, his thrusts becoming more urgent and
making a slap! slap! sound every time he pumped into me.

I buried my face in his neck and began to moan uncontrollably. "Sam...oh
God, Sam, it's so deep" he was hitting my prostate again, as over time he
had learned the correct angle to stimulate it perfectly.  Additionally, my
cock was rubbing between us as he held me tightly to him and I knew I was
going to cum soon.

Sam began to grunt loudly in my ear and I could feel his cock getting
thicker.  I knew he was going to cum.  I moved my face to his and kissed
him as he continued to grunt.  Finally I panted,"Sam, I'm gonna cum" Upon
hearing that he thrust all the way in and immediately began to ejaculate
with strong pulsations as his whole body convulsed.  At the same time, I
came all over both of us, my second hands-free, mind-blowing orgasm.

We remained linked together for a long while after cumming, Sam holding me
up and close to him as we caught our breath.  Every few seconds I could
feel his cock twitch from his lingering orgasm.

After we cleaned up and finished closing the shop, Sam asked me,"Can I come
over"

 "Yes of course" I responded, smiling as I headed for my car.

He followed me to my house and after arriving, we showered together and
changed.  By this time, Sam had clothes there.  We ordered Chinese food,
and after eating, Sam suddenly asked me,"When can I move in with you"

"Is that what you want" I replied, looking at his face intently.

"Yes.  It is.  What do you want" He looked nervous and hopeful at the same
time.

"I want love.  I want to live with someone who loves me" I started to get
emotional, realizing that I had been holding back for fear of being hurt
and my feelings about cheating on Vinh.

"Can't that be me"

I cut him off,"Sam, you're 19.  How much of this is sex for you?  You've
never been in love.  I'm 35 for fuck's sake.  I can't get hurt again; I
can't lose somebody again"

Looking at his face, I knew right away that I had upset him and he unloaded
all at once,"Do you really think this is just sex for me?  Stop doubting
me.  Stop doubting us!  You're looking for love and it's right in front of
you!  Or do you want somebody else?  Somebody older?  I can't change my age
or who I am, but can't you tell that I'm in love with you?  I've wanted you
since I was 13, I told you that!  I want to be with you"

He was heading for the front door and I followed him, grabbing him by the
arm,"Sam, I'm sorry.  I should have asked you about your feelings, but I
didn't.  I'm falling so hard for you, but I'm worried.  What if your
parents and the rest of the family don't approve?  What if you grow out of
this relationship over time"

As he opened the door, he turned and looked back at me, his thick brows
knit together and his black eyes lit up, a look so intense that it gave me
a chill,"I told you how I feel.  If you want to stop what-iffing yourself
to death and take the love that I'm offering you, let me know.  If not,
let's end this now before we're both in too deep"

With that, he was gone.

End of part 3

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