Date: Mon, 5 Jul 1999 10:04:11 EDT
From: Squealntop@aol.com
Subject: Korean Boy

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Korean Boy

He was one of those guys that made me forget everything I was doing the
moment I laid eyes on him.  I have always had a thing for Asian boys and he
certainly piqued my interest.  I was sitting at a table in in a small coffee
shop on Peachtree Street reading the paper when he walked in.  Of course,
being terminally shy, the only thing I had the guts to do was to smile at
him.  The next thing I knew he was walking straight to my table!

"Do you mind if I borrow the front page, or are you still using it?"

I managed to get my heart out of my throat long enough to say yes.
Apparently, I wasn't very good at hiding my excitement, sitting there with my
hands trembling and grinning like a fool at him.  I saw him take a table near
mine with a smirk on his perfectly round little face.  It was pretty obvious
he knew that I was instantly taken with him.  He was about my height, 5'8" or
so, black hair in a sort of buzz cut, golden colored skin, and beautiful
almond eyes set apart by an adorable pug nose.  He was wearing a nylon warm
up suit and sandals with white socks.
Oh well, I thought, yet another straight boy to waste my time daydreaming
about.  I sighed and picked my paper back up and tried to corral my racing
thoughts.  A few moments later he got up from the table and headed towards
the door.  As he walked by, I kept my head buried in my reading and tried to
act nonchalant.  At the last second, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a
scrap of paper fall to the edge of my table.  Once again, my heart was
pounding away in my chest.  As he headed out the door, I could have sworn I
saw him look back at where I was sitting and wink.  No, that couldn't be!
Just the fevered imagination of a little white boy who hadn't gotten laid in
far too long.
I put the paper down and picked up the scrap that had landed on my table and
saw that it was a corner of the front page he had borrowed from me.
Scratched on it was this: "Looks as if you liked what you saw.  So did I.  My
name is Ryan.  Give me a call sometime.  555-7977."
I drove all the way home in a daze.  What should I do?  Was I crazy for even
considering calling a total stranger, no matter how cute he was?  I got home
and sat by the phone for another 10 minutes or so.  What the hell, might as
well take a chance.  I'd been living like a monk for so long, what did I have
to lose?
Hands trembling and palms sweating, I dialed the number.

One ring, two rings, three...

"Hello?"

"Um, hi. Is Ryan there?"

"Speaking--"

"Uh, this is Michael, the guy from the coffee place.  You borrowed a
section of the paper from me today."

"Hey!  So you got my little note, huh?"

"Yeah, well I was just wondering if you wanted to get together sometime?"

"Sure, dude, that'd be great!  Listen, I hope you don't think what I did was
too forward or anything.  I just saw you looking at me and I thought you were
way cute, so I figured I'd take a chance.  I'm not some kind of creep or
anything."

"Well, I kind of wondered what I was getting myself into calling you like
this, but I must admit I was really attracted to you the minute I saw you.
I've always thought Asian men were really hot.  I've never dated one, but I
sure look every chance I get.  You don't meet very many here in Atlanta."

"Yeah, we're kind of hard to find out here, but since I like white boys, I
never had to worry about it too much.  How old are you, anyway?

"Twenty-five.  And you?"

"Younger than you, old man!  Hehehe!  Just teasin' ya!  I'm 23."

"So, where are you from originally?"

"Well, I'm actually from California, but my family is from South Korea.
Look, I'm just hanging out here tonight.  If you'd like, you can come over
and we can do more of this getting-to-know-you chit-chat in person."

"Sure!  Just tell me where and when."

He gave me directions to his apartment and the next thing I knew I was
standing at his door asking to come in.  He came to the door dressed in red
running shorts and a white tank top that showed off his golden muscles.  He
didn't look like a major weight lifter or anything, but he was nicely
defined.  In that fraction of a second I took him all in.  His smooth white
teeth were framed by the mischievous smile of dark-colored lips.  Soft wisps
of black hair under his arms.  Smooth thighs and just a sprinkling of hair on
his lower legs.  I think I had a hard-on before I walked through the door.
God, was I a total sex fiend or what?  Keep your cool, Michael, I thought to
myself.

"Want anything to drink?"

"I'll take a Coke if you have any."

"You bet!  Just a sec. Have a seat and I'll be right back.  The TV remote is
on the coffee table if you want to change the channel."

I heard the tinkling of ice in glasses, and a moment later he reappeared.  He
slid gracefully into a chair next to the couch I was sitting on and put my
drink down.

"So, tell me a bit more about yourself.  What is it about Asian guys that
turns you on?"

"Gosh, I don't really know.  I just find myself attracted to them.  It's kind
of like asking someone why they like chocolate instead of vanilla.  You just
like one better than the other, ya know?  No reason really.  I guess the
difference is I've tried chocolate and vanilla.  I've never been with an
Asian man.  I had a friend once who was Korean, but he was hopelessly
straight.  You're cuter than him anyway!"

He smiled at that and said, "Have you ever had sex with an Asian guy, at
least?"

I blushed at that question.  God it was suddenly so HOT in here!

"No, well, I haven't really had sex at all in quite awhile.  I broke up
with my last boyfriend over four years ago.  I've just been afraid of
getting involved again, so I've just stayed busy with other things."

"Ouch!  No sex even?  You are WAY too cute to not at least have somebody to
snuggle up with now and then."

Now I was REALLY blushing!

"Thanks for saying so, but I'm not anything that special."

"So, dating and all that romantic stuff aside, do you avoid sex for any
particular reason?"

I couldn't believe I had just met this guy and I was having this kind of
conversation with him!  I plunged on anyway.

"Well, maybe I'm just too picky, but it sure seems like all the cute ones are
already taken, or don't have any real interest in me to begin with."

"That's not true, you know."

"I suppose not, but it seems like it."

"I KNOW it's not true!"

"How so?"

"I'm not at all "taken" and I'm QUITE interested in you."

I was blushing furiously at this point and it felt as if my heart was in my
throat.  Was he saying what I thought he was saying?  By the way my cock was
sticking straight up in my denim shorts, it sure seemed like it believed it,
even if my head couldn't quite believe what my ears were telling it.

"Thanks..." I murmured, not really sure what to say next.

"You know, you can say no if you don't feel right about it, no hard feelings,
but I'm horny as hell, and I'd love to be the one to end your dry spell.
From the looks of that lump in your shorts, I'd say your dick agrees that
it's time."

He flashed that wicked smile at me.  I just kind of sighed and crossed my
arms.  I wasn't sure what to do at this point, so I decided to let him make
the first move.  Suddenly he unwound from the chair he was sitting in, and
moved with a silent, almost feline grace over to where I was sitting on the
couch.  He reached his hand out to me and just held it there.  He whispered,
"Come here--"
As I stood, I could see that a rather sizable bulge had developed in his
running shorts, too.  He pulled me into his strong arms and before I knew it,
he planted his sensuously full lips on mine.  No open mouth, no tongue, but a
passionate kiss nonetheless.  He tasted like spearmint and smelled sweet and
clean, like he had just showered.  He stood back and winked at me.
He took me by the hand again, and led me to his bedroom.  I couldn't believe
this was happening!  It was like something you read in one of those stupid
magazines they sell at Brushstrokes.  The next thing I knew he had me lying
on my back on his bed and was kissing me furiously.  It was like he was
trying to give a drowning man mouth-to-mouth.  I couldn't help but moan
quietly as he pressed his tongue against mine and reached underneath me and
began rubbing my back.
I came up for air for a second and gasped, "Oh Ryan, that feels so wonderful!
It's been so long since I've been held and kissed by a man."

"This is just the beginning, kiddo.  You have a lot of stored up tension that
needs to be released before I let you escape!"

I giggled at that remark, and then felt him grind his cloth-covered cock
against mine as he moved his head down a little and began to nibble on my
neck.  This was the one thing that a guy could do to me that was guaranteed
to drive me absolutely wild.  Over the next few minutes we were a tangle of
arms, hands, legs, and feet and before I was fully aware of it, we had both
shed our shirts, socks, and shorts and were now only wearing our jockey
briefs.  Ryan was once again pressing his full weight against me and slowly
rubbing his rock-hard erection against mine.  I could feel the warm wetness
of our pre-cum leaking through the cotton material of our briefs and mixing
together on the flatness of my abdomen, slicking the dark hairs of my
"treasure trail" down.
I reached up with my hands and ran them through the soft bristles of his
close-cropped hair and moaned with pleasure as he continued to suck and
nibble on my neck.  I then moved my hands down, slowly caressing the smooth
skin of his back until I reached his firm butt cheeks.  I slid my hands under
the waist band of his underwear and gently squeezed the firm globes of his
ass.  He lifted his head up and turned it to the side and let out a moan.

"Oooo, you like that smooth little boy-butt, don't you?"

He grinned down at me and I could only nod in reply as I continued to massage
his ass.  I then lifted his pelvis up a bit and slid his underwear all the
way off and watched as he reached down to wipe a glistening drop of pre-cum
off of his now-exposed fat 6-inch cock.  He brought his finger up and I
hungrily sucked his sweet juice off.  I continued to rub his asscheeks and
then slid my right middle finger up his smooth crack.  He ground his butt
back into my hands and I spread his buttocks apart a little and worked my way
down to his warm, tight hole.  He almost squealed with pleasure as I brought
my finger back around to the tip of his cock, wiped some more pre-cum up, and
smeared it on his butthole.  I then brought my finger up to my lips and
licked the pre-cum off and smelled the pungent, musky, yet somehow exciting
odor of his asshole.
He grinned down at me and then rolled off to my left side.  He motioned for
me to lift my hips up as he stripped my underwear, now dripping with pre-cum,
off of my body, which was tingling at every nerve ending at this point.  My
6-1/2" cock was now freed from its cotton confines and ready for further
attention.  He licked his lips as he lay beside me and looked up in a
questioning manner.

"Is it okay if I suck you?"

"Are you kidding?  Of COURSE its okay!  Just as long as I can return the
favor!"

He just giggled and moved his head down to my groin.  I ran my hands through
his hair again and jumped a bit at the cool sensation of him blowing gently
on my pre-cum moistened cock.  A second later my penis was filled with the
wonderful sensation of Ryan's warm, wet tongue sliding over my smooth-shaved
balls, up the shaft of my engorged dick, to the almost-purple head, followed
by a cone of wetness enveloping the entire top 3 inches of my dick.  He began
to bob his head up and down, applying a gentle suction on each upstroke, and
to swirl his talented little tongue all around the tip, stopping to
occasionally pay special attention to the slit.  I knew I wouldn't be able to
keep this up much longer, and I told him so.

"Ryan, I'm about ready to blow my load.  If you don't want a mouthful, you'd
better stop!"

He just moaned and kept right on blowing me for all he was worth, sucking
clear down to the base of my cock.  I watched as his head bobbed up and down
and saw him run the tip of his left index finger over the slit of his cock,
wiping up as much pre-cum as he could.  He then brought his hand up and slid
it under my aching, cum-filled balls and wiggled his finger into my crack.
With a gentle pressure, he found my anus, and rubbed his pre-cum covered
finger over then opening until he was able to slide it in to the first
knuckle.
I threw my head back and grabbed at his head as he continued to suck harder
and faster on my rigid member.  Suddenly, I felt his finger pop in past my
sphincter muscle and press against my rock-hard prostate.  That was all it
took.  The combination of the hot, wet, sucking action of his mouth nursing
me like a baby with a bottle and the pressure of his finger against my
prostate sent me over the edge.
Every muscle in my body seemed to tense up and I began to tremble.  The next
thing I knew I was shooting load after load of hot semen into his mouth.  He
moved his head to the tip of my penis and swallowed every drop as he slowly
pulled his finger out of my tight anus.  He moved up face to face with me and
flashed that little Buddha-like grin, his sparkling eyes wrinkling up at the
edges, and laid his head on my left shoulder.

"So, how was that for starters, Michael?"

Instead of answering, I put my right hand under his chin and pulled his face
up so I could kiss him on the lips.

"It was the hottest blow-job I think I've EVER had.  And I'm not about to let
that favor go unreturned."

I gave him an evil grin and rolled him over onto his back and laid by his
right side.  I grasped his shaft in my right hand and bent my head down to
lick the pre-cum off of his reddened prick.  He sighed with pleasure as I
licked him clean and then began to slowly masturbate him.  He laid back with
his hands clasped behind his head and closed his eyes.  He looked like a cat
about to start purring.  I then bent my head back down and drew his fat cock
into my mouth.  I began to suck down deeply on him while fondling his balls
with my hand.  After a moment, he reached down and pulled my head up and said,

"Do you think you could cum again?"

"Sure I could!  You've gotten me so hot, I think I have a permanent hard-on."

He grinned at me.  "I would rather cum with you inside of me, if that's ok
with you.  It's always been my favorite way to cum."

THAT certainly got my cock's attention!  I got up, stood down by the side of
the bed, and had him lie down with his stomach on the bed and his knees on
the floor, one to each side of the corner of the bed.  I knelt down between
his shapely, smooth legs and put one hand on each of his gorgeous,
golden-smooth asscheeks.  He reached back and placed both hands on mine and
spread his cheeks apart, exposing his smooth pink anus.  I placed my tongue
at the top of his crack and slowly licked down until I reached his tight
hole.  He groaned with pleasure and shoved his butt back into me.  At that
point, I buried my face into his butt, licking and tongueing his butthole
with total abandon, tasting the clean, earthy taste of him on my tongue and
savoring the slightly funky, yet manly smell of him in my nostrils.
As I drilled and swirled my tongue into his hole, he kept getting more
relaxed and ready until he was finally begging me.

"Come on, dude!  Fuck me!  I'm dying for you to stick that big rod of yours
up my ass.  I can't wait to feel you slide it into me!"

I stood up and had him slide over on his back and scoot to the head of the
bed.  I propped a pillow under the small of his back and put his knees up to
his chest.  I got right in between his legs and grasped my yet-again rock
hard cock in my right hand.  I pressed the head of my dick against his
rosebud and began to pump some of my pre-cum out onto his hole.  I was
fortunate in that I had built-in lubrication.  I put out what seems like
GALLONS of pre-cum when I'm excited.  Before we knew it, I had his tight
pucker sopping wet with my juice and had my cock slicked up as well.
His eyes were half-closed in anticipation as I leaned forward into him and
squeezed the head of my cock into his tight opening.

"Oh yeah!" he moaned, "Stick it in there, baby!  I've got to feel that big
cock of yours in me all the way!"
I pressed forward a little more and held the head of my dick against the
resistance of his sphincter until it suddenly melted away and my cock popped
through his anus into his tight rectum.  When I felt my balls press against
the smooth skin of his butt, I stopped my thrusting and just held still for a
second.  I leaned down and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply.
I pulled up and looked into his eyes, those enchanting Korean eyes and
whispered to him,

"Thank you so much for his Ryan.  I'll never forget it."

"Don't thank me yet, kiddo.  You've still got some serious fucking to do."

We both burst out laughing at that remark, and I said "Well, since you put it
so romantically, I guess I've got a job to do.  I'd better get started!"

I placed my hands back behind his knees and held his legs in place so he
could pleasure himself while I fucked him.  As I slowly drew my cock out of
him, he reached down and began to slowly jerk himself off.  When I had just
the head in him, I paused briefly and began to slide slowly back in again.
He began to moan from the pure sexual pleasure he was getting from me
long-dicking his ass while he jerked off.  I established this long, slow
rhythm, fucking him first in, then out, then back in, until my balls pressed
against his warm flesh.

"Oh yeah, Michael.  Keep fucking me!  Don't stop!  Don't ever stop!"

"Yes Ryan!  Oh yes!  God, your butthole is so tight and warm!  This is
incredible!"

After a few moments, I couldn't keep the slow pace anymore.  He kept urging
me on, and the feelings emanating from my cock and spreading throughout my
body were more than I could handle.  It wasn't going to be long before I came.

"C'mon dude!  Yeah!  Fuck me harder!  Yeah, faster!  C'mon, POUND my ass,
man!  Ram that big cock of yours all the way in!"

With each inward thrust, I could feel Ryan relaxing his ass muscles, letting
me slide in as deep as I could.  As I would pull out, he would tighten up,
literally milking my aching dick with his tight asshole.  The feeling was
incredible!  I had NEVER had a fuck like this before!

"Oh Michael, yeah!  Give me that big cock of yours!  Slam it in tight!  Yeah!
 Give me your load, man!  Oh yeah, c'mon! Shoot that hot load in me!  I want
to feel you squirting that hot spunk deep inside me!"

His dirty talk got me so hot, I thought I would lose my mind.  I could hear
the springs of his bed squeaking and the headboard rapping against the wall
in time with our vigorous buttfucking.  All I could do was just grunt and
moan as I continued to hammer away at his hot little ass.  By now, he was
jerking his dick furiously, his breathing coming in pants and short gasps.  I
could tell he was getting close, and so was I.

"Oh Ryan, I can't hold it much longer!  I'm gonna blow my load any second!"

"That's okay, babe.  Just give it to me when you're ready.  Just keep fucking
me.  Ooooo, yeah!  C'mon, POUND my ass, man!!   I'm getting ready to shoot!
Oh yeah!  I'm cumming!!  Yeah!!! ARGGGH!!! HERE IT COMES!!!
YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I felt his anal sphincter tighten and spasm suddenly and could feel his
prostate suddenly turn hard as a rock as it rubbed against the tip of my
dick.  A huge jet of cum suddenly erupted from his piss-slit and landed on
his cheek.  He jerked again as each wave of an incredibly powerful orgasm
ripped through his body and squirted one thick, ropy stream of semen after
another all over his chest and stomach.  Just the sight of this, watching his
cum-streaked, glistening chest heaving up and down, coupled with the
vise-like grip with which his ass muscles gripped my dick as he came pushed
me over the edge.
Suddenly I could feel my balls tighten up as I pistoned in and out of his
tight, slick butthole.  My prostate emptied its load into the base of my
cock.  My entire body tensed as the first wave of my orgasm hit and I felt as
if my mind was literally leaving my body.

"Oooo yes!  Here it comes Ryan!  Oooo yeah baby!  I'm gonna cum!!  Gonna fill
your ass FULL, man!  OOOOOHHHHHH  YEAAAAAHHHH!!!!   HERE IT COMES!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I could feel my cock spasm inside Ryan's asshole as I squirted load after
prodigious load of semen into his body.  I collapsed on top of his chest in a
sweaty, cummy heap.  We both just laid there for a minute, neither of us
saying a word, just holding each other and trying to get our breaths back.
Finally, he put his fingers under my chin and propped my head up.  He looked
straight into my eyes and smiled. I shifted my body a bit on top of his and
my softening cock finally popped out of his hole.  A small stream of cum
dribbled out of his anus and ran down his crack onto the tip of my cock.  He
grinned a lop-sided grin and kissed me on the nose.


"Welcome back to the world of sex.  So, how was your first time with a Korean
boy?"

"All I can say is that I sure hope it isn't my LAST time with one!"

He gave another of his mischievous grins, chuckled and said, "I think that
can be arranged..."


-the end

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