Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2019 09:34:13 +0800
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Wesley 22

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This story is completely fictional. It is set in Malaysia and contains
descriptions of sexual interactions between a Chinese teenager and adult
males, mostly caucasian.

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WESLEY

Chapter 22


Wesley had met up with Aaron after school for coffee and a snack at KL
Sentral station. Aaron was going to visit his parents for the weekend and,
since Chris and John were both busy, Wesley thought it would be nice to
meet up with his new friend for a chat and then wave him off. "Pity there's
nowhere private here," Wesley said to Aaron. "I'd love to be able to give
you a quick blowjob."

Aaron laughed. "You're sex mad. Worse than I was at your age."

Wesley smiled. "When did you first have sex with another man?"

"When I was eighteen," replied Aaron.

Wesley wanted to know more but an announcement called for passengers on the
Electric Train Service to Ipoh to come forward. He gave his friend a
hug. "See you soon," he said.

Wesley watched his friend disappear downstairs to his train and then
wandered through the station and into the adjoining NU Sentral shopping
mall. He wasn't in a hurry to get home so he thought he would have a look
around.

Wesley was looking at a text message on his mobile phone and not paying
attention when he bumped into a man carrying a cup of coffee. He knocked
the man's hand and the plastic cup went up into the air. As it fell back
down, coffee poured from it and onto Wesley's white shirt.

"Jag ar ledsen...I'm sorry," said the man. "I shouldn't have been standing
here."

"No, it's my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going," responded Wesley.

"Are you okay? Not hurt by the hot coffee?" The man looked concerned.

Wesley shook his head. "The coffee was warm but not hot enough to burn
me. I'm fine. I should buy you a replacement coffee."

"That isn't necessary," said the man. "But your shirt. It will be stained
if you don't wash the coffee off quickly."

"I guess there must be toilets somewhere in the mall," said Wesley. He
turned to look around, slipped on the spilt coffee and almost fell down.

The man quickly reached out to steady Wesley. "Oh dear. You must be
upset. I am staying at the hotel next door. I could..." His voice went
lower, almost as if he was talking to himself. "No, it wouldn't be right to
invite such a cute young man back to my hotel."

Wesley looked more closely at the tall, elderly man. He genuinely seemed
worried when he thought he might have hurt him with hot coffee and he was
quick to offer help. Wesley was also intrigued by the man referring to him
as cute. "I don't know why I am being so clumsy today," he said. "I
appreciate your help and I would be grateful to wash the coffee from my
shirt in your hotel room."

"I'm happy to help. Follow me," said the man. "What is your name?"

Wesley smiled. "My name is Wesley. What can I call you?"

"Please call me Nils." The man held his hand out to Wesley. "I am visiting
from Sweden."

"You must find Malaysia very different. I hope you are enjoying your
visit," said Wesley.  "I am, very much. Now here is my hotel. We will take
the lift to my room and get you fixed up." Nils smiled and held the door
open for Wesley.

A short time later Nils invited Wesley into his hotel room and showed him
where the bathroom was. "Can I help?" he asked.

"No, thank you. I can manage." Wesley smiled and took off his shirt. He
couldn't miss seeing the man's admiring looks. While he washed the coffee
from the splashed area from the front of his shirt, Wesley was watching
Nils through the mirror over the wash basin. "He's looking at my bum. He IS
interested in me," Wesley said to himself.

Wesley hung his shirt on a hanger and asked, "Is it okay if I let it dry a
bit before putting it back on?"

"Sure. I'm not in a hurry," replied Nils. "Please take a seat. Can I get
you tea, coffee or...?"

Wesley spotted bottles of water on the desk. "A glass of water would be
fine."

Nils poured Wesley a glass of water and then started making himself a
coffee. "I never expected to be having a coffee with a local boy, and
certainly not in my hotel room," Nils said with a smile.

"I never expected to be in a hotel room with a handsome man from Sweden,"
responded Wesley.

Nils laughed. "I'm not handsome."

"I think you are. I love your silvery blond hair. You look very fit too,"
Wesley said. "Can I ask how old are you?"

"I'm seventy. Old enough to be your grandfather," replied Nils as he sat
down beside the boy.

"My grandfather isn't as sexy as you," said Wesley.

Nils almost choked on his coffee. He recovered and said, "Sexy?"

Wesley nodded. "Yes, sexy. I like the shorts you are wearing. Nice legs."
He stood up in front of Nils and stood with his hands on his hips. "Do you
think I'm sexy?"

Nils ran his eyes over Wesley's chest and then downwards. "The boy is
tenting in his shorts," he said to himself.

Wesley spun round and looked over his shoulder to ask, "Do you like my
bum?" Nils didn't know how to respond but he couldn't help licking his
lips. "You do. I can tell," Wesley said as he faced the man again. He was
fully erect now.

"I think you are a very handsome young man but you shouldn't be flirting
with me. You don't know me," said Nils.

"That's what makes this so exciting," Wesley responded. "Would you like to
see me naked?"

Nils was astonished. His eyed opened wide and he began to
stammer. "N-no. You shouldn't... shouldn't suggest such a thing."

"Why? I like making older men happy," said Wesley. He unbuttoned his shorts
and started pushing them down.

Nils put a hand on Wesley's arm and said, "Stop. This is wrong."

"Please, Nils," said Wesley. "I like being naked. You don't have to touch
me if you don't want to but...well, I think you really want to see me
naked."

Nils swallowed. "If you want to..."

"Great!" Wesley smiled, pushed his shorts to the floor and stepped out of
them. His stiff cock tented the small white thong he was wearing. "Do you
like my underwear?" he asked as he slowly turned round. "One of my older
friends bought this for me."

"It doesn't hide much," replied Nils.

"That's why I like it," Wesley responded with a grin. "It's sexy." He took
hold of the narrow waistband and eased the thong over his cock. "And you
are a sexy man. That is why my cock is so hard." He let the thong drop to
the floor and stepped out of it. "Do you like my cock?"

Nils swallowed once more and croaked when he answered. "It's a beautiful
cock."

"Bet yours is bigger," Wesley said before spinning around. "Do you like my
bum? I love being fucked and you can fuck me if you want."

Nils was speechless.

"I love sucking cock too," said Wesley as he faced the man again. "May I
suck yours?" He knelt down and looked up at Nils. "Please..."

"Are you real?" Nils stared at Wesley.

Wesley laughed. "Sorry. I only started having sex a few months ago and I
can't get enough." He put a hand on Nils' hairy thigh and stroked it. "I
really would like to have sex with you." When Nils smiled, Wesley let his
hand slide into the man's shorts.

With one hand tugging at his own cock and the other feeling the man's cock
grow within his boxer-briefs, Wesley looked up at Nils. "May I remove your
shorts and underwear?"

Nils nodded and Wesley quickly moved to get the man's shorts opened and
pulled down. As soon as Nils had kicked his shorts aside, Wesley reached up
to pull down the boxer-briefs. He smiled with the cock came into view. "You
have a very nice cock," he said as he gazed at the stiff 7 inch (almost 18
cm) dick. Curling a finger around the shaft, Wesley pulled the cock towards
him and kissed the head. Then he licked the cockhead, twirled his tongue
around it and finally took it between his lips and sucked.

A soft moan from Nils caused Wesley to look up at him. "You are good," Nils
declared.

Wesley let the cock pop from his mouth and began licking the shaft. His
tongue made slow progress from the base up to the glans, from a slightly
different position each time. While he did this, his fingers gently played
with the man's hairy balls. After a few minutes, he took the cock back into
his mouth and sucked it again. It was thinner than Chris's and this enabled
him to take it deeper.

Nils decided that he shouldn't be the only one to receive pleasure. He
reached down, lifted the boy and carried him over to the bed. Wesley spread
his arms and legs, surrendering himself for whatever the man had in mind.

Nils climbed onto the bed and kissed Wesley, inserting his tongue and
exploring the warm, wet mouth. Then he started kissing Wesley's
chest. Wesley moaned when the man sucked and gently nibbled his
boy-tits. Nils started kissing again, moving down Wesley's body until he
reached the throbbing 4.5 inch (11.5 cm) cock. He took it between a finger
and thumb and licked the pre-cum which had drooled from the piss-slit. Then
he took the whole cock into his mouth and sucked hard.

Wesley arched his back, thinking this was even better than when Chris
sucked him. In only a few minutes, he knew that he was getting
close. "Please stop or I'll cum now. I want you to fuck me before I cum."

"Okay, my darling boy," said Nils. "Let me prepare you." He pushed the
boy's legs up and back, and Wesley gripped them behind his knees. Then he
bent down and started licking Wesley's puckered hole. Wesley moaned again
when the tongue started probing.

"Yes, yes. Play with my pussy. Stretch it for your big man-cock," cried
Wesley.

Nils took the hint and a finger joined his tongue, poking inside and
stretching the entrance. Soon Nils sat back, wet two fingers and pushed
these into the willing hole. He scissored his fingers and stretched the
entrance a little more. Then three fingers began to saw in and out.

"I'm ready. Give me your cock...please!" Wesley begged.

Nils spat on his fingers and added this to the pre-cum and the remains of
Wesley's saliva on his cock. Then he inched closer and pressed his cockhead
against the pink pucker.

"Go on," urged Wesley and then he pushed back when he felt the man applying
more pressure. There was little more than a gasp when the cock penetrated
him. Then he smiled at Nils and said, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Nils moved cautiously at first but the pre-cum oozing from Wesley's cock
convinced him that the boy was enjoying being fucked. His thrusts increased
in both speed and force until he was fucking in a way he hadn't done in
many years.

"Yeah, I love it. I love it!" Wesley moaned as he tossed his head from side
to side. His legs went around the man's torso and he pushed his arse up to
meet every thrust. Then he cried, "I'm going to cum!" Barely a second later
and to the amazement of Nils, Wesley had a hands-free orgasm. Spurt after
spurt of white boy-cream flew from his cock between the two bodies.

Feeling the warm spunk on his body and Wesley's arse muscles clenching his
cock took Nils over the edge. He groaned and began spunking off inside the
tight arse. "Oh, you beautiful boy," Nils moaned as he collapsed on top of
Wesley.

Wesley hugged the man, not caring about his weight. Then Nils rolled off to
the side and smiled at him. "This is definitely the highlight of my trip. I
will never forget this or you."

"I enjoyed it too," said Wesley. "I thought this was going to be a boring
day and it has been wonderful."

The pair lay happily side by side for some minutes and then Wesley sat
up. "Is it okay if I have a shower?" he asked.

"Of course," replied Nils. He sat up and gazed at the boy's sexy body as he
walked to the bathroom.

Wesley re-appeared a moment later. "The shower is big enough for two
people. Why don't you join me?"

Nils was happy to follow this suggestion and the pair happily soaped each
other in the shower. Naturally Wesley got a hard-on once more. Nils was
tempted to ask to suck Wesley off but decided against it.

"My shirt is still quite damp," Wesley said when he checked it. "Maybe I
can use the hairdryer to speed things along."

"That's a good idea," said Nils. Then he asked, "Are you in a hurry to get
home?"

"Not really," replied Wesley as he directed the hairdryer at the damp patch
on his shirt.

"Would you like to have dinner with me first? We can order room service and
that would allow more time for your shirt to dry." Nils smiled.

"That would be great, thanks," said Wesley. "I will text my mum to let her
know I'm having dinner with a friend."

Nils found the room service menu. "They have what they call local
favourites - nasi lemak, mee goreng, satay with peanut sauce, laksa..."

"Mee goreng for me, please," said Wesley.

"With chicken or prawns?" Nils asked.

"Prawns, please," replied Wesley.

"I will try the same," Nils said and picked up the phone.


"That was very tasty," Nils said as he pushed away his empty
plate. "Perhaps a little spicier than I would have preferred but definitely
very tasty."

"It was a good one," agreed Wesley. He raised his glass of watermelon juice
to Nils. "Thank you."

"My pleasure," said Nils. Then he looked down into Wesley's still naked lap
and smiled. "On the subject of pleasure, would you allow me to give you a
blowjob before you leave? I think your cream might be good for me after
that spicy food."

"I would never refuse a blowjob. Maybe I could also give you one," answered
Wesley. "I like cream too."

Nils laughed. "At my age I would struggle to get another erection so soon,
let alone produce any cream. Now come here."

Wesley's cock was soon lodged in Nils' mouth. The boy loved the feel of the
big tongue toying with his cock and the times when Nils sucked as if he
wanted to swallow him. The big hands playing with his buttocks also aroused
him and then he squealed with delight when Nils began to finger-fuck
him. "Oh, oh, oh...I'm going to cum!" Wesley cried. Nils shoved his finger
as far as possible into the boy's tight arse just as Wesley began spunking
off. Nils swallowed every drop and then licked the cock to make sure he
hadn't missed any of the delicious cum.

"Thanks, Nils. That was wonderful." Wesley bent forward to give the man a
quick kiss. "Would you like to take a photo or two of me naked as a
souvenir?"

"You would allow that?" Nils couldn't believe his good fortune.

"Yes, as long as you promise not to post them on the internet," replied
Wesley. "You can show them to other men friends but please don't give them
copies."

Nils smiled and said, "I promise. Nobody will see them but me and possibly
one old friend."

Wesley's cock was still hard as Nils took his photos. It excited him to
think that Nils and maybe another man would wank off looking at photos of
him when he was back home in Sweden.

Reluctantly Wesley got dressed, kissed Nils goodbye and headed home. He
smiled to himself as he sat on the train. "I thought I would have to make
do with a wank today. It was lucky I bumped into that nice old man."

A text message arrived from Chris shortly before he reached his station. "I
have some news about Mack and his club. I'll tell you all about it when I
see you tomorrow."

"I hope it's good news. Can't wait to see you!" Wesley replied. Then he
sent a second message. "My pussy has missed you." Wesley knew he would be
fingering himself and wanking before he went to sleep.



To be continued