Date: Wed, 11 Aug 2004 10:00:27 +1200 From: Arthur Subject: High Kick/ young friends section High Kick By Arthur. Authors Note: All characters in this story are fictitious and bare no resemblance to Any known persons. This story contains gay sexual themes and is not intended for those under the age of consent for their area. The copyright belongs to the Author and may not be reproduced without his written consent. Please note change of email address for those wishing to make comments or suggestions at. Artcart44@ihug.co.nz I'm sure you've read it all before about us young guys, blonde, blue eyed, fantastic bods and big where it counts, NOT. Ok, so I'm sixteen, but blonde? Nah, blue eyed? Nah, fantastic bod? Ok, it's not too bad because of my martial arts and big where it counts? Nah, just average for my age, I think. I know, you want all the boring details so you can have a picture of me to get randy with, well here goes. As I said, I'm sixteen, five foot eight inches tall, brown mousy hair and the usual green eyes. The body is slim and I'm getting more flexibility as my training progresses. This is how it all started and I'm now damn glad it did. I had just bowed to the Master after completing my last pattern for my green belt exam when, as I raised up, he walked into the Dojo. He was a slightly built Asian, about fourteen or so, but then how can you really tell when they all look ten years younger than they actually are. He stood at the door looking around at the other students as they practiced their various moves, then, his eyes looked deeply into my own, my heart stopped, my hands grew all sweaty and my breath stayed in my chest. I was totally stunned by his gently dark black eyes, the blonde highlights in his hair gave him an ethereal appearance but, when his small lips partially opened in a hint of a smile for me, my knees went weak and shook as they tried to keep me upright. I had spent a lot of time checking out different guys but had never thought to look at someone from another country, this boy had gripped my heart and my soul. Nothing I could think of would make him let it go. I gasped in a lung full of air as he lowered his eyes to the floor, soft-spoken words in broken English were trying to make them selves heard among the buzzing in my head. "Good boy, Dean, your patterns were again excellent, go rest now." Without taking my eyes off the vision at the door, I bowed again and after thanking Master, I began to move in the direction of the angel. A sudden word brought me back to reality. "Over there Dean, I must speak with my nephew." With a jerk, I turned around and went to sit against the far wall, my eyes never leaving the figure at the door, well not until I stumbled over some ones legs and fell flat on my face, much to the delight of the others. I sat there in my lost solitude as the Master talked to my vision, then, a soft girl voice interrupted my day dreaming, it was Seu Lim, she was in the same class at school and had been the one to introduce me to Taekwan-Do. Seu was already a black belt as she had been doing the art since she was only five years old, we had been close friends since her family came here four years before from Korea. Seu Lim was the only one at school that knew about my liking for boys, which made it easier for us to be friends without the restrictions of the ugly S word, rearing its head. "Didn't know you like Asian boys, he cute eh?" I stammered out some ridiculous answer as I watched the Master seemingly berating the boy of my many wet dreams. "He is Master Kim's nephew, he is brown belt, very good high kick for a young boy, maybe he can teach you better ways, yes?" The obvious chuckle in Seu Lim's voice brought me back to the here and now, I shifted uncomfortably on the hard wooden floor, also hoping that my loose pants would hide the physical reaction I was getting from my longing and lustful thoughts. What would he look like under his fashionably loose clothing, the sight of a blush on his young cheeks only went to reinforce my desire to know him better. His uncle gave him a short sharp order, as the boy rushed out the door, the Master called us all back onto the floor for the final session. After we had finished our stretching exercises, I felt a presence beside me, a smell of sandalwood mixed with herbal shampoo wafted into my nostrils as a soft word entered my ear. "Hello, I'm Jun Hyuk, what your name?" "Ah...uhm...Dean, Dean Waters. H...hello." Small Xmas bells tinkled in my ear in a symphony of sound that sent my heart into a spin again, was that his laughter? Or, had the real angels come to take me to some better place? "We work now, after we talk." "Uhm, err, ah, yeah, sure." For the first time since joining the Dojo, I didn't hear a word of our instructions, the new moves for fourth pattern were blown away by the sandalwood fragrance drifting towards me at every move from Jun Hyuk. Now he was beside me I could see truly how trim and slim he really was, his height was only about five foot five but, as Seu Lim had said, his high kick was way above my head and done with a smoothness I could only hope to achieve. His effortless movements left me spell bound as he twisted and turned in the complicated pattern of block and attack, step back and then with a twirl to make a ballet dancer envious, he would flair out into a spinning back kick. My stomach jumped each time he moved; it was truly poetry in motion and his flexibility was beyond belief. I lost total control over my own movements as my mind wandered into the realm of possibilities of having that smooth soft skin writhing in unison with my own. I seemed to be working like some robot with a few wires crossed until, at last, the Master called for the end of the lesson. Breathing heavily after the intense work out, I walked a little unsteadily to get my jacket and put on my sneakers, The scent of sandalwood followed my every step along with a shallow breathing as Jun Hyuk walked by my side. "You not like Girls, eh Dean?" "Wha..." "Is ok, Seu Lim tell me, I like you, soon we good friends, ok?" "Seu Lim?" "Is my...how you say? Aged sister?" "Older sister." "Ah yes, is my older sister, she say, you good guy, maybe good for my friend." "I...I...I would like that Jun Hyuk." "Good, next week I start same school but tomorrow we go eat at restaurant owned by Uncle, ok?" "I...I've never been to a restaurant before." "Is ok, you my friend, I look after you, we have lunch time meal, Ok?" "Yeah sure, great, uhm... where shall I meet you?" "At Mall, by main door, I wait for you, maybe 11.30, ok?" "Yeah, that'd do ok, uhm, should I put on my best clothes?" The tinkle of bells sounded again as he let out his boyish laughter. "Only if you meeting boy friend." Only the blush could hide his eagerness for an answer, my heart said to go for it, he had given enough hints and even as dense as I could be, there was no mistaking his meaning. I felt the heat rising in my own face as I answered him. "Maybe I should buy all new clothes for tomorrow then?" "I think your boy friend would be very pleased." A loud shout in Korean made Jun Hyuk start, and then he smiled that smile of two conspirators while he lightly ran a finger in a soft gesture, down the back of my hand, the shiver that went through my body must have been seen by everyone in the Dojo. "Tomorrow, 11.30." "Ok Jun Hyuk...and thanks." "Thanks?" "For being a friend." "Maybe tomorrow I be boy friend, Yes?" "Maybe now, Yes?" "Yes, maybe now is better." "See you tomorrow." "Ok, bye, must go quick, Uncle not happy today." He spun around with his usual lithe smoothness and, with a parting smile over his shoulder, ran for the door, a touch on my shoulder and a female voice in my ear, brought back some reality into the evening. "So you like cute boy eh?" "Seu Lim, you didn't tell me Master was your Uncle." "You not ask me, brother tell you huh?" "Yeah." ""Little brother like you too, make good boy friend for you, my parents don't like his ways but they know he can not change, besides older brother will marry soon so is ok for little brother to be different." "Your whole family knows about him?" "Yes, but we not talk of such things at home, you his first boy friend, he will make you happy so I will be happy for him also." "I don't know what to say, I never thought it would be like this." "Oh, you not like little brother?" "No, no...I mean yes, I like him a lot, I meant I never thought I would meet a boy quite like him and have you as a friend that understands what it's like." "Oh, I don't understand boy-boy things, I just want little brother to be happy, he saw you two days ago at Mall and asked me if he could meet you, he likes you a lot." "I like him a lot as well Seu Lim, thank you for letting me meet him." "Is ok, it's for little brother happiness, very important to him." "Well I got to get home, see you at next session." "Oh, you not come for lunch tomorrow?" "Yes, I mean I'm meant to have lunch with Jun Hyuk tomorrow." "Ah good, ok, family will be happy you come." "Family?" "Oh yes, always family eat together, is tradition, good for closeness." "But won't they be angry about me and Jun Hyuk?" "Is not to be talked about, Uncle say you very good student, he like you, now brother like you, family happy for both, but not to be talked about." "Oh, ok, well see you for lunch tomorrow." "Ok, bye." "Bye." The night had become a bit chilled as I made my way home, if only my own rents could understand like Jun Hyuk's family did. Dad was one of those types that saw only racing, rugby and beer as a means to sports, when I told him I wanted to go to Taekwan-Do he nearly flipped about doing some damn china-mans thing for sport. Since I had started and when I got my yellow belt, he had not lifted his hand to me again. Coming home drunk and giving us the bash had been his way of looking out for us but now, as I grew and got better at the sport, he seemed to back off and leave me alone. Looking around the Mall on a typical Saturday morning was nothing new, I had spent a lot of my free time here before I started to train and nothing had changed since my last visit. The girls were still giggling and flapping around, the boys were still ogling the girls and each one was too nervous to talk to the other. The varying smells of the moving crowd and the coldness of the first blast of winter winds gave me a feeling of dread as I stood at the main door waiting for my new friend, Ok so I want him to be boy friend not just friend. 11.30 and no sign of him, had I made a mistake? Had he changed his mind? Did I say something wrong to scare him off? Did his parents not want him to meet with me? would I be too much of an embarrassment to them? 11.35 still no new boy friend, my guts began to churn into that familiar knot that everyone gets to know sometime in their life, I had been dumped before I even got to know him. It must have been his parents not wanting their little boy to be seen with a foreigner, must be something to do with honour or respect. 11.40 still no boy friend, well that looks like that for this episode, how am I going to face the Master on Monday night, or Seu Lim for that matter, she would know all about it. F*** why me, he was a real nice guy and cute as hell, those eyes of his just trapped me inside, now nothing, all just wishful thinking and a bad dream. A sharp electric shock shot through my body as I stood in my despondence, a gentle soft hand had lightly run over my butt, then a soft voice close to my ear spoke in a whisper so low that only I could hear it. "You waiting for boy friend maybe?" "Ah...yeah, but he's late, maybe I should try to find another one?" "Maybe, he must be very naughty boy not to be here to meet you on time." The light nudge of a small elbow accompanied by a tinkling laughter settled any doubts I had about finding another boy friend. "I sorry Dean, father was slow in the traffic, they have gone to restaurant to wait for us, I think we should walk very slow, make him wait for us too." I let my hand drop to my side just barely managing to brush his hip as he stood so close to me with his elbow touching my side. "What...how should I meet them?" "Just say hello, you will not be expected to do Korean greeting, they understand, they very happy you come and be my friend." "I would like to try to do it properly Jun, what do I do to say hello in Korean way?" "You want really to try to be respectful to them?" "Yes, if we are going to be boyfriends then I have to try to make a good impression." "They would like that, ok, let me show you how, do not worry if you make mistake, they will know you try hard and that will just as good, ok?" "Sure, so show me what to do." Jun Hyuk came to stand in front of me, he looked adorable in his dark brown pants with a golfing knit shirt in a pale yellow, his blonde tipped hair was shining in the Mall lights and the freshness of his cute features lit up the area we were standing in. Jun stood like a soldier at attention in front of me, then with a deep bow from the waist he straightened up and put out his hand while at the same time saying. "Anyong He Hashmika Mr. Lim." Grasping my outstretched hand he ran his fingers across my palm then smiled at me with a glint in his eyes. "Not use fingers in hand, that for you and me only, ok, now you try." Following his lead I bowed at the waist then straightened up and pushed out my hand while trying to remember the words. "Anyo he Hasmika Mr. Lim." "Oh not so close, wait try just words again, I say slow for you and you follow." "Ok." "Anyong." "Anyong." "He." "He." "Hashmika." "Hashmika." "Is good, you say very good, now you try alone." "Anyong He Hashmika." "Yes is very good, father will very surprise and very honoured you try so hard." "Thanks Jun, you're a good teacher." "Maybe, but I think I like to be better boyfriend, next time I not late for you and make you worry too much." "It's ok, you're here now and I feel good." "Good, come we go meet everyone now, whole family is waiting to meet you." "The whole family?" "Oh yes, not many, maybe 25 or 30." "What? I thought it was only your parents, you know just a small lunch." "It is small lunch, only relatives, if was big lunch we would have to go to other restaurant for more people." I went into a daze at the thought of meeting all these people and knowing that they would suspect what I felt for Jun Hyuk, my nervousness increased as we made our way through the throng of school teens as they wandered around aimlessly looking for something to do with their Saturday afternoon. A light grasp on my elbow seemed to steady my reeling head as we weaved through the crowd, before long we were standing in front of a small restaurant, the writing on the door was Korean and the sign hanging on the handle said, CLOSED. Inside were a large number of Koreans milling around chatting and smiling. The women were moving around getting the men drinks and small snacks from a side bar set up near the back of the room, the kids were at a table by the far wall and out of the way of the adults. "They closed the restaurant?" "Is uncles restaurant, just small business on side, he runs bigger business in city, this is for fun and for Korean people. Come they wait for us." Jun took my hand and opened the door, as we entered a very distinguished looking man in a dark suit came to meet us, Jun whispered in my ear. "This is father." Jun let my hand go free and feeling a bit of a klutz I tried to give my idea of a good low bow same as when I was in the Dojo, with a tremor in my voice and desperately trying to remember the right words, I put out my hand to my boy friends father. "Anyong He Hashmika Mr. Lim." A startled look came over his face and then with a wide smile and a firm grasp of my hand he returned my greeting. "Anyong He Asio, Shingu, welcome to our restaurant, my son has not stopped talking of you, please come join us." Mr. Lim took my elbow and with a few curt words in Korean to Jun, led me around the room to introduce me to everyone. It seemed like a million faces and smiles greeted me as I was shown around, at last I was neatly seated at a table beside Mr. Lim, beside me appeared Jun with a glass in his hand and a small plate of various foods. As Mr. Lim began to speak I became aware of another man sitting beside me and as he rested his hand on my shoulder, I turned to see Master Kim with a big smile on his face. "Ah, Dean, you spoke very well, you will be good friend for my nephew, you have much respect for others, where did you learn your Korean?" "Jun Hyuk taught me this morning." "You did very well, we are all pleased that you show such good respect." Mr. Lim took up the conversation as Master Kim settled in his chair. "So Mr. Dean, you would help my son with his problem, Yes?" I felt the heat rising in my cheeks at what he meant. "I would like to try Mr. Lim." "You would be good influence on him, make him work hard on his school work. This week he was all the time dreaming about someone else and not doing his work." The smile on Mr. Lim's face told me it was more of a joke than any sort of reprimand. Jun still stood beside me with the drink and food, I looked up at him and asked. "Why don't you come sit down Jun?" "Oh no Dean, I can not sit, you are my guest, I must serve for you, later we will sit but for now I must attend for your wants." Mr. Lim waved his hand at Jun and smiled at me. "It is good that he learns his place with you early, it is his duty to make you happy, now tell me how you do at Taekwan-Do, do you enjoy it?" "Yes very much, Master Kim is a good teacher and he has given me a lot of self confidence." "So he has said, I believe you have just passed you exam?" "It is good to know I was able to pass, Master Kim has not told me yet." "It is his way, so which Pattern did you pass?" "The fifth." "Really? And you are a yellow belt now, is that correct?" "Yes." "So Master Kim did not tell you that for the green belt you only have to pass three Patterns?" "Uhm, no, I thought it was Five." Mr. Lim turned to Master Kim and spoke quickly to him in Korean. Master Kim smiled and said a few words then rose from the table and left the restaurant. "I...I'm sorry Mr. Lim, I didn't want to upset Master Kim." "You did nothing to upset him Dean, he has got a small business to do and will return soon." Jun was beside me again with a fresh drink, this one was in a small glass and looked like some type of yellow liquid, he placed the glass on the table and then did the same for his father and one more where Master Kim had been sitting moments before. I could feel the heat of my boyfriends body as he stood close behind me, his body almost touching the back of my chair, his father glanced up at him and appeared to send him a small smile. Master Kim came back into the restaurant with one hand behind his back. Master Kim stopped beside our table, then, with a stern look on his face, he looked down at me and spoke in his Dojo voice. "Dean, stand." I stood up from the chair, suddenly my stomach gave a lurch and my knees felt weak. "Bow, Dean, for your good work with the five Patterns, I give you your new belt, continue to work hard and you will soon be a black belt, congratulations." With those words Master Kim took his hand from behind his back and produce a brown belt, handing it over to me, the stunned look on my face must have told him what I was thinking, he had jumped me three grades, I had heard of it being done sometimes but not three grades. I bowed low and accepted the new belt with both hands as it was meant to be, suddenly the whole room erupted in clapping and laughter. Mr. Lim gave me the small glass and raised his up with a toast in Korean, again the clapping and then he smiled and swallowed the contents in one go. I followed his example and spent the next five minutes with Jun pounding my back to help me get my breath back. "Is Korean whiskey, very strong, is big honour to have with family, father say nice things about you, now I go get some bigger food for you." Having got my breath back I looked around the room to see every one smiling at me and beginning to eat and talk. Jun returned and left a huge plate of food in front of me, some I recognized but a lot was new to me. It must have been the drink because everything tasted fantastic. Two hours later and everyone began to leave, everyone said good byes very formally until only Mr. Lim, Jun and myself were left. Jun was the first to speak. "We can leave now, we go to house of my brother, we stay there till tomorrow, is ok for you?" "Uh...er...sure, but what about...uhm...your father?" "Not worry, he has much work to clean restaurant for tonight. This our time now, come we go." Taking my hand in his Jun lead us towards his father and spoke quickly in Korean, Mr.Lim smiled indulgently and stretched out his hand to me. "Good bye Mr. Dean, tell me if my son is not behaving good for you." "Thank you Mr. Lim, I really enjoyed lunch." "You must come often, you will be welcome all the time." Jun turned back to the table and took up my new belt then, with a smile led me to the door. "I carry your belt, I knew Uncle would give you brown when I saw you do fifth pattern, he like your hard work very much, he say you will be good in competition soon, make Dojo very proud." "Where are we going Jun?" "Brothers house, he away for two days, say I can use for us first night." Between the heat of his body so close and the rising blush on my face at the thought of what was to come, I was not sure which way was up or which way we were going, only the sounds of the mall told me where we were at that moment in time. Visions invaded my mind as I was led through the crowd towards our mutual destinies. The apartment of Jun's brother was not far from the mall and took only ten minutes to get too. It was a small one-bedroom place with a small comfortable lounge and attached kitchen. Jun let go of my hand and went to turn on some music, I could feel the growing tension in the air as he turned to face me, his eyes lowered and his cheeks began to redden. My stomach was now playing leapfrog with some unseen high jumps, my knees were shaking and my breath was coming in short gasping spurts. Jun moved towards me with short steps, his arms opening out to finally grasp me around the waist. Lifting his beautiful head he closed his eyes and opened his lips as he leant into me, what else could I do but follow his example. The first touch of his young soft lips drove sharp spikes through my body, removing all desire to breath as his tender tongue searched my own lips. As all sixteen year olds know, it takes only ten seconds from flaccid to rigid when your senses are being stimulated by a living angel, for me it took all of one second as our groins met in a mutual need to be part of one another. My first awareness of a world outside the soft lips and probing tongue came as I felt two very small soft hands squeezing my butt cheeks flesh on flesh, how the hell did he get his hands inside my pants without me feeling anything. As a sign of reciprocation I took his very tight small globes in my hands and pulled him closer, his tongue tried to disappear entirely down my throat as I lifted him slightly off the floor. Jun's legs wrapped around my hips as he lifted himself higher by hooking his now freed hands around my neck to aid in holding on to me. A sudden thought hit me as we tried to climb inside each other, this was our first time, shouldn't we be all nervous and embarrassed about this sort of thing, I mean, I've had no practice at having a boy friend let alone going this far with anyone. The thought flashed past as I felt his heat growing against my skin, how did my shirt get undone and where did his shirt go too? Is this what is meant by time standing still when the important things in your life happen? With a deep satisfied sigh, Jun broke our lip lock and rested his head on my shoulder; I could feel a hard projection pressed against my abdomen as he lay there. At a nod of his head, Jun spoke. "Boyfriend Dean?" "Yes boyfriend Jun?" "You take me in there?" "In the bedroom?" "Yes, you carry me, ok?" "Do you really think we are ready for this so soon?" "I ready for you long time, I read Internet and want you to do." "But I haven't done it before, what do we do?" "Is ok, I read everything, we can do, I'm ready for you, I teach you." I began to make my way towards the door on unsteady legs as he clasped tightly with his around my hips, Jun's lips caressed my neck as we made our way through the door. My body had become oversensitive as his heat swept me up in the moment. Walking to the bed, I lowered Jun to a sitting position and stepped back to look down at him again, the glow in his cheeks, the desire on his lips, the beseeching look in his eyes, all told me to take him and love him for the rest of my life. As I began to lift my shirt over my head, Jun lowered his hands and began to loosen his belt, it was then I realized my own belt was already hanging loose and my zipper was half way down. Glancing up I saw a smile on Jun's face as he saw my realization of the situation. Giving a slight wriggle of his hips, Jun pushed down his pants to reveal a pair of very small tight briefs, which were being pushed out in the front by a rigid four-inch nail. The hairlessness of his body only drove me to increase the speed of the removal of my own trousers. Stumbling as I tried to pull my feet from the tangle of pants legs at my feet, I saw that my new boxers were tented out further than I every remembered them being before, was I really that big? Jun's eyes opened wider as his pink tongue licked slowly over his red lips at the sight before him. Reaching out with his arms wide, Jun beckoned me to him, how it happened I don't know but in seconds we were in each other's arms as we lay on the bed, bodies entwined so closely that we were nearly melting into each other. My skin became sensitive to the small frame underneath me, his smoothness as well as his heat, melted into me just as I did to him. Our bodies became one as we lay together in our passion and need for each other. Our skins burnt with desire as we writhed and dug our tongues deeper into the waiting mouth of our tightly clamped lips. Fingers like butterflies ran over my back and down to my butt as Jun used his digits to explore my body now it was released from the restrictions of clothing. I floated in a dream world of lust, desire and need as I to played a symphony on his burning body. His smooth sweet body was the entire instrument I needed to create the ultimate opera of burgeoning boy love. At last I couldn't resist the need any longer, with a gentle movement I slid my hands down to his briefs and began to push them off his slim hips, Jun raised his hips to make it easier for me to remove them and then began to do the same to my boxers. The feeling of freedom as my now precum soaked shaft freed itself from the entrapment became a final bliss as I lowered myself back down onto his own naked body. The first electric shock of our two hardness's touching in total freedom for the first time, bought a short gasp from us both until with a mind melding mutual thrust, we pushed our hot wanting shafts as close to each other as we could get them. The feeling of his smaller and thinner shaft pushing so demandingly into mine, sent a shower of sparks through my head, I so much wanted to be buried deep inside him at that moment that I thrust with every fibre of my being onto his smooth belly. A groan came from his lips as I pushed again, running my throbbing shaft along side his own hard nail as he thrust just as strongly back at me. My head began to swim as my very soul lifted from my groin and rushed upwards until I no longer knew reason, time or place, only the boy under me was reality, the very universe was suspended as we devoured each other in any manner we could find. The scent of sandalwood was heavy in my nostrils as met his searching lips with my own, the small, almost fragile bones of his slim frame, took on a strength far stronger than any steel rod could be as he clasped tightly to my body. The heat built between us as his demand for closer contact drove me into a state of euphoria, this was what I had been searching for all my short life, a boy that loved me and which I could love in return. Somewhere deep inside us, a spark took hold and grew into a radiance that took us both into the realm of animalistic desire. Jun's loud demands for fulfillment broke through my besotted mind as he lifted his legs high as an open invitation to enter him in a final understanding our need for each other. >From some invisible place a slim smooth hand appeared holding a tiny glass jar that smelt of musk, the slick warmth of his hand as he rubbed the oil onto my throbbing shaft bought a gasp of pleasure to my lips, nothing had ever felt this good. A warm tingling took hold of me as he lowered his hand to rub the lotion into his tight waiting bud, then, with a tear in his eye, he pulled me closer, guiding me to his inner sanctum. At the first touch of my glans on his bud I finally knew what overload was. Jun's knees bent back as he pulled with his hands on my hips, forcing me to open him to my invasion of his inner self. Only his handhold on my hips stopped me from driving with all my strength deep into him. The smell of the musk in the lotion took hold of my senses as I pushed my moist glans into the willing flesh; my foreskin had slipped back to encircle my shaft in a tight ring of soft flesh. Jun's body clamped down hard as I began to enter him, his eyes squeezed tightly shut at my first assault on his needy hole. The feeling of heat as his muscles held me tightly; sent my mind into a spinning kaleidoscope of colour and sound. Slowly his ring of muscle relaxed, allowing me to enter further, I watched his tear stained face carefully as I pushed into him. Jun's head thrashed from side to side as he controlled my entry with his hands, the pain of our first time was evident on his face but he would not cease his demands as I sank a little more into the waiting heat and moistness. Time stopped as more silken skin surrounded my rigidity until, with a final upward thrust of his narrow hips and a cry on his lips, he forced himself fully onto my boyhood until there was no space between our sweating bodies. That final thrust and the feel of my pubic hair pushing hard against his smooth butt cheeks as his knees bent double beside his head, sent a shock wave of pure lust and pleasure through what was left of my sanity. I lay my arms along the doubled up body of this exotic lover and grasped him tightly by the shoulders in a grip of desire and need, with a final push so deep that my shaft became a part of him; I leant forward and placed my lips on his as he groaned with the fullness inside him. Jun's mouth opened wider as I pushed deeply into his mouth, our minds letting nature take over in the long familiar and natural actions of lovemaking. My hips began to pull back as the tight skin surrounding me loosened its death grip on my over sensitive shaft. Nothing had prepared me for the tumultuous feelings now coursing through my over stimulated body, as I began to return deep inside that warm place of love and satisfaction. Jun's cries as I buried deeply into him were now becoming ones of pleasure as I touched something deep inside him, his eyes flashed open and his mouth mashed hard against my own as I repeated the same movement. Our heads thrashed back and forth in unison as our bodies became like the animal with two backs, only my own thrusts and his insistent cries told of our humanity. The world outside was no more than a blur on the peripheral of our understanding as we continued to devour each other. Somewhere, deep in my belly, a spark began to build and envelope my very being as I buried myself time and again into the waiting receptacle that was my lover. It was now my turn to cry out in unabandoned lust as the juices rose with a lava like hotness that burnt its way to the very tip of my boyhood. Every muscle in my body tightened until with a bone shattering thrust and a cry loud enough to shatter crystal, I sent my offering deep into my lover, his eyes were wide as I emptied myself into his depths. Jun's belly became rigid as he sent out his own offering onto his silken skin, the small spurts of his juices sparkling on his chest and abdomen as I let my satiated body sink slowly down onto his. The first touch of his slickness on my own skin made me twitch inside him, my penis only partially soft, was still buried deeply into him. My face became covered in rapid kisses as Jun pulled my head closer in his desire for love. As I tried to pull out of him, two small hands clasped my hips tightly and pulled me back into the warmth of his body. "Don't go, stay there, I want to keep feeling you." "Ok my lover, but I don't want to hurt you." "There is not hurt now, it is over, I just want to feel you inside like that all the time. I knew it would feel good, it was sore at first but now it is very filling and nice." "Then I will stay like this as long as you want me too." "It's good, I knew you would be good lover, we are going to be happy for a long time, Yes?" "For you my little Korean lover, as long as you want." "Ok, forever then, is good." "Forever is good for me too, Jun." "You not all soft yet, want to start again? I like it now." Those simple words were all the encouragement I need to start to harden once again, the smile on his beautiful lips as he felt my rising lust inside him, brought a scene of contentment and love into my mind. The undying love in Jun's eyes told me this was meant to be and he could have my very soul if he asked for it. My love for him knew no bounds as I began the long slow movements of our joining in a full intent to make this last as long as the night lasted. I wanted this time to be of love and not lust so that Jun would know that, while our acts of sexual delight were a part of us, it would always be with the most love I could give him. END: