Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2020 15:51:34 -0600
From: Chris Lee <clee28049@gmail.com>
Subject: The Only Chinese Boy Part 5

The Only Chinese Boy by Clee


This story contains consensual sexual activity between two boys of high
school age.  Please do not read 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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The Only Chinese Boy Part 5


That night after dinner I felt pressure to make up for the study time I had
lost due to my "activities" with Eddie during the afternoon.  At about 7:30
the phone rang and it was him.  Eddie was not the type of person who would
just call to talk.  In fact, I was surprised when he said he would call me
as I left his house earlier, so I wondered what was up.  "Hi Eddie."  I
picked up the extension in my room after my brother banged on the door
yelling that my muscular boyfriend was on the phone.  Jeezuss.  Anyway...

"I want you to stay with me this weekend.  My sister's dance team made the
finals, so they'll be gone."  As usual, there were no pleasantries or even
a hello, Eddie just got right to the point.

"Won't Aunty Bee come up to stay with you?"  I was getting excited at the
prospect of spending the whole weekend with him.

"Yeah, but I asked my parents at dinner and my mom thinks it's a good
idea," he replied, "I need your help in the store and, well...I just need
you."

Although we had both grown more affectionate as the weeks passed, Eddie was
never needy or clingy.  Something was different in this conversation.  "Is
everything okay?"  I asked.

"Yeah, of course.  Study hard, see you tomorrow."  Eddie hung up.

I knew I would find out what was going on within the next few days.
Although Eddie wouldn't discuss something before he was ready to, he didn't
keep secrets.

Two more days passed and our last week of classes came to an end.  We only
had final exams the following week, then we'd be free for the summer.  I
felt prepared, so leaving school on that Friday I felt freedom and
excitement about the weekend.  Eddie went to the store to relieve the
part-timer who had been there during the day and I went home to grab some
clean clothes.

By this time Eddie's father had hired me and my parents were happy that I
was taking the initiative to work as much as possible at the store.  I
would find out later on that my mother in particular knew something was up,
but neither of them said a word until I was ready to talk about it.

I got to the store at around 4:00 to find Eddie behind the counter.  I
grabbed my apron and began stocking shelves.  We worked in a comfortable
silence except when the odd customer came in.  They all knew Eddie's
parents and were asking him where he was thinking about going to college.
Since we couldn't leave the store, he ordered pizza and we ate while we
worked.

At about 6:00 the phone rang, it was Aunty Bee.  Eddie's cousin Julie was
sick and she didn't feel comfortable leaving her tonight.  She told him
that she would drive up on Saturday and then open the store on Sunday so
that we could sleep in to make up for it.  He said, "Okay, no problem." And
hung up the phone.

At 8:00 we closed the store and went upstairs.  As we entered the kitchen,
Eddie took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom where he undressed me
and then himself.  We stepped into the shower without speaking and began
our usual routine of washing each other's hair, his little more than
stubble.  He loved running his hands through my round, soft curls as we
washed and it felt amazing to me.  He was even more quiet than usual, not
having spoken a word since before we closed the store.  My mind went back
to our phone conversation on Wednesday and I was wondering what was
bothering him.

As we were rinsing off, he pulled me to him and began to kiss me gently.
We hadn't touched each other since Wednesday and I was surprised at his
tenderness, there was no sense of urgency.

"Billy..." he began, kissing all over my face.  I started to get nervous,
what was on his mind?

"Eddie, you know you can tell me anything."  I tried to reassure him,
returning his kisses.

"Billy, I want to make you mine tonight.  Can I make you mine?  Please say
yes."  He whispered, not looking me in the face, but rather looking down.
This was the first time Eddie had ever asked me a question or asked for
permission; it was in marked contrast from his usual style of plainly
stating what he wanted.

So this is what was on his mind.  I had been thinking recently that this
topic would probably come up soon so I wasn't entirely surprised that he
asked me.  I thought about it for a moment then gave my response, "Yeah,
let's give it a try."  He grabbed me so tightly I thought I would break, he
must have thought that I would say no.

After we dried off, Eddie took me by the hand and led me into his room.
The first thing I noticed was a tube of KY Jelly on the nightstand.  "Where
did you get that?" I asked, pointing at it.

"At the drug store on my way home from school."  He replied, leading me to
the bed.  By this time, he was rock hard and sticking straight up.  He was
so excited that his shiny head had emerged from its hiding place on its
own.  It was a darker red than usual and it looked like it could explode at
any moment.

I laid down on my back and Eddie lay down next to me.  As he began kissing
me hungrily, his hand reached down and began touching me between my legs.
I instinctively spread my legs slightly and he began caressing my pink hole
gently.  The feeling was completely new to me and I moaned into his mouth
in appreciation.  His hand moved to my hard cock and he began stroking me
as he reached over for the KY, opened it and smeared some on his fingers.
His hand went back to my hole and rubbed it again, more insistently this
time.  As we continued to kiss, he slowly slid his middle finger into me
and I immediately gripped it.  "So tight," he whispered, "does it hurt?"

"No, just go slow."  It felt strange to have something in that place, but I
didn't feel any pain.  He began to slide his finger in and out of me, his
other muscular arm around my shoulder holding me tightly to him.  He made
me feel so safe, protected.  After a few minutes, he slid a second finger
into me slowly and I gasped.

"Okay?"  He asked and my response was a grunt.  I just wanted him to
continue and to keep kissing me.  He lowered his face to my chest and began
sucking my nipple as he fingered me.  Every time Eddie and I were alone
together I experienced a new feeling of ecstasy and this was no different.

Finally, he withdrew his fingers and kissed me one last time.  He knelt in
front of me and put some of the jelly all over his now completely engorged
cock.  I looked at his face and I wanted to please him so badly, then down
at his thick erection and I was terrified that it would rip me open.  He
placed his rounded tip at my slick hole and pushed forward, watching as it
began to open me up.  I was okay until the head popped inside and I yelped.
"Stop for a second," I was holding his hips to stop him while I relaxed and
got used to it.  He looked down at his cock, the head now being held
captive inside me and then up at my face to judge my readiness for more.
Slowly began to slide more of himself into me.  When it was about halfway
in, he looked up at my face.

"It's so warm...so tight."  He said breathlessly.

Suddenly, his body involuntarily lurched forward and he grunted, slamming
his cock all the way into me and ejaculating powerfully.  I screamed out in
pain as I felt it pumping semen deep inside.  He collapsed on top of me and
kissed me passionately, "I'm sorry, so sorry.  It felt so good, I couldn't
control it."

I was completely impaled by him; it was still twitching inside of me.
"It's okay," I wrapped my arms around him reassuringly.  "Eddie, it really
hurts, please take it out."  He slowly withdrew it from inside me and l
felt a strange sensation of emptiness, like something was missing.

We cleaned up in the bathroom then returned to bed.  Eddie turned off the
light and then laid down with his head on my chest.  "Do you want to cum?"
He asked while lazily playing with my soft cock.

"No, not now, I just want to lay with you."  I replied, enjoying the
closeness of our naked bodies.

After a few minutes of silence, Eddie began to speak: "My name is Xiang
Yan.  My parents gave me the nickname Eddie when we moved to the U.S.  I've
never told anyone this, but now that you're part of my family I want you to
know everything about me."  I didn't know what to say.  "Thank you for
opening up to me, it means everything.  Why did your family come to
America?"

"My Uncle Yin, Aunty Bee's husband, moved his family to Boston in the
mid-seventies, he's a college professor.  I was born in 1979 while China
was introducing the one child policy.  My mother really wanted another
baby, so Aunty Bee sponsored us to join them in Boston.  A few years later
Helen was born and then my aunt and uncle helped my parents to buy the
store."

This was the most he had ever said to me at one time, and since it was such
a personal subject it meant even more to me.  My heard wanted to explode.
I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly as we drifted off to
sleep.

Several hours later I woke up in the darkness of the night, the room was
completely silent except for Eddie's soft breathing on my neck.  He was
laying behind me with his arm around my chest.  At my backside I could feel
that he was hard in his sleep and there was wetness where he was leaking
onto me.  I reached behind, took it in my hand and began to stroke.  As I
pulled the skin down, the palm of my hand was covered in his slick fluid
and I began to rub it all over his head and shaft.  I felt him stir and he
started kissing the back of my neck, half awake.  I placed him at my
opening, still slick with his cum and the KY from earlier.  This time I was
in complete control as I took him at my own pace, moving my ass backward as
he slid deeper into me little by little.  Once he was all the way inside, I
could feel his soft, dense pubes against me.  He held me tightly and we
stayed that way for a moment before he slowly began to fuck me, pulling out
all the way to the head and then filling me completely with each thrust.
His mouth moved to my ear and he kept repeating my name,
"Billly...Billy...my Billy..."

I felt like was being transported to another place, a place that existed
only for Eddie and me, and I suddenly realized what love, and making love,
were all about.

Every time Eddie slid into me, his cock rubbed against something that was
so pleasurable, so new, that I knew I would come soon.  I reached to the
edge of the bed and grabbed a T-shirt that lay there, putting it under my
cock, now sticking straight out and begging for release.  "I'm gonna cum
soon."  I panted.  When he heard this, Eddie crossed his arms over my chest
and he began to rub my nipples with his thumbs.

"Cum with me Billy," he whispered into my ear as he picked up his pace,
fucking me faster and faster.  I was making sounds I'd never made before
and my body tensed as I came, my cum shooting beyond the edge of the bed
and landing on the floor.  My hole clenched tightly with my orgasm and
Eddie lost all control, imbedding his thickness all the way inside me,
cumming at the same time with powerful contractions and grunting in my ear.

Our orgasms subsided and we laid together, Eddie remaining inside me while
he kissed the back of my neck.  I took his arm and wrapped it around my
waist.  After resting quietly for a few minutes I tentatively asked him,
"Eddie...are we gay?"

He didn't speak for a long while.  Finally he asked me his own question in
that deep, husky voice, "Do you love me?"

I thought for a moment before responding, "Yes, I do."  As I said this I
could feel his cock jump inside me and he tightened his hold around my
waist.  I thought that might be the end of the conversation, but Eddie was
really beginning to open up to me.

"When I was little I couldn't connect with people or make friends.  One day
when I was about ten, I asked my mother if I would ever find someone to
love me.  She told me that there's someone for everyone and that when I met
that person, I would know right away.  I never imagined the person or even
the sex of the person."  After a pause, he continued, "When you approached
me in the cafeteria that day, I was irritated.  I was going to tell you to
go away and to leave me alone.  But when I looked up at you and I saw your
eyes, I felt like I was looking into you, not at you.  I could see your
heart.  Instantly my mother's words came back to me and I knew that you're
the one.  At that moment I realized why she referred to a special "person".
Love doesn't care if you're a girl or a boy."

Every hair on my body stood up as he said those words.  He had the exact
same experience on our first meeting that I had.  "Is that why you said
that I'm the one at Nathan's birthday party?"

"Yeah," he giggled a little bit, "I was a drunken fool, but at least I had
the courage to tell you what I had wanted to for weeks."

I felt a happiness I'd never felt before.  After a while I looked at the
clock on his nightstand.  "We need to get some sleep," I said at last, "the
store has to be opened in just a few hours."  Then I fell asleep in the
arms of my Chinese boy.


End of part five


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