Date: Thu, 2 Jul 2020 14:37:48 -0600
From: Chris Lee <clee28049@gmail.com>
Subject: The Only Chinese Boy Part 8

The Only Chinese Boy by Clee


Please 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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The Only Chinese Boy Part 8


Writing about the beginnings of our relationship has been a welcomed
distraction during this boring time of quarantine.  Yesterday was our 25th
anniversary and as it approached, I started to reminisce about how Eddie
and I met and became what we are today.

Once our relationship became serious, I was finally able to admit to myself
and to him that my approaching him in the cafeteria that fateful day was no
random occurrence.  I could have asked Coach for advice on getting into
shape, but I didn't.  I could have asked one of my more athletic friends,
but I didn't.  I didn't because it had to be Eddie.  It was always Eddie.
Since I first saw him in the seventh grade until the day I finally spoke to
him four years later, I had been trying to think of a way to get him into
my life.  He was just so quiet, so intimidating, so unapproachable.  Eddie
was, and is, just as much "the one" for me as I am for him.  When I finally
revealed this to him, it was the first, and only time I saw him with tears
in his eyes.

Our first few years in California were very challenging.  I was offered an
entry level position in the newsroom of a major television network's
affiliate in Los Angeles.  This station and its counterpart in New York are
the two flagships.  The pay was low and I worked extremely long, tough
hours.  Since Cal Poly is in Pomona east of Los Angeles, we found an
apartment in El Monte, about midway between the two cities.

Grad school for Eddie, a new job for me and endless southern California
commutes, combined with almost no money, created a stressful situation.
Throughout it all we both did our best, worked hard, and above all, kept
our love at the center of our life together.

Eddie graduated in 2003 with a master's degree in Aerospace Engineering.
He works for NASA at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena.  Currently
he's working from home due to the pandemic.  Although he's still shy, Eddie
is nothing like the closed off person I first encountered all those years
ago.  His mother still credits me with that change.

I paid my dues at the station and rose up through the ranks over the years.
Today I'm an anchor on the evening news.  I love my job and I'm proud of
the work we do as a team.  Eddie and I have a house in Pasadena not far
from his work.  We have an eclectic mix of friends, from showbiz types to
nerdy scientists.  After all these years of hard work, we have a very
comfortable life.

As I mentioned above, yesterday was our anniversary.  Eddie and I were
married in 2015, and he insisted that our wedding day be on the same date
that I approached him in April of 1995.  So, although we celebrate two
anniversaries on that day, we count the years from that day when our lives
changed forever.

Our families came to California for the wedding.  My best friend Nathan and
my brother Jacob were our two best men.  Eddie's sister Helen reconnected
with Nathan that day and now they're married with a baby of their own.
When she announced her pregnancy, Eddie and I were relieved; his parents
were finally getting their grandchild.  Because of my occupation, our
wedding was covered by the station where I work.  Eddie was mortified to be
seen on camera, but he was a such good sport.  He was the most handsome
thing I had ever laid eyes on that day.

After Helen and Nathan were married, they took over the store and moved in
upstairs.  They have greatly expanded its offerings and now sell many
prepared Chinese favorites, fresh sushi and boba tea.  Eddie's parents
retired to Florida with Aunty Bee and Uncle Yin where they play golf almost
every day.

Eddie and I had planned to celebrate our 25th with a big party at a
restaurant for our friends and family, but it wasn't to be due to the
restrictions we live with now.  Instead, I went to the Asian market and
bought a ton of food, brought it home and cooked Eddie all of the favorites
that his mom had taught me to prepare.  We drank wine and ate our meal
together, talking about all of the things that have changed over the years,
and the things that have remained the same.

After dinner, Eddie stood up, took my hand in his and pulled me to him.
"Let's take a shower."  He had that look in his narrow, coal black eyes.

"I should clean up this m..." I tried to be the responsible one.

"Later.  Or better yet, tomorrow."  By this time he was dragging me towards
our bedroom with its large ensuite bathroom.

We undressed together and stepped into the glass shower with its dual
showerheads and steam.  After everything we had discussed at dinner, I
couldn't help but reminisce about the claw-foot bathtub at Eddie's where I
saw his beautiful body naked for the first time.

As is still our custom, we washed each other's hair.  Eddie grew his back
during our college years and it's still thick and wavy, although now there
are some gray hairs mixed in among the black.  I find it incredibly sexy.

As he was rinsing off I noticed that his face, shoulders and chest were
bright pink.  "How much wine did you drink?"  I asked, his tell-tale glow
giving him away.

"Enough to tell you what I want."  He answered.

"Yeah, and what's that?"  I was starting to get turned on.

"You."  He said simply, grabbing me and pulling me to him under the stream
of hot water.  We kissed passionately as he rubbed my entire body and we
finished rinsing off.

We stepped out of the shower and as we were drying off, Eddie said, "You're
looking at me." He didn't look up as he dried his calves.  "Sit here."  He
chin-pointed to the toilet.

I smiled as we recreated the first time we were naked together.  I sat down
and he approached me, his crotch even with my face.  I looked up at him.
We are very active and Eddie's body is still a muscular wonder.  I reached
up and caressed his nipples, each one now ringed with soft, black hair.  He
has a small patch in the center of his chest as well.  I let my hands
wander down to his abs where just the slightest tummy has developed.  I ran
my fingers through the soft black hair that now spreads out from his belly
button and extends down into his thick pubic hair.  After all these years
it still reminds me of a lion's mane.

I leaned forward, placing my nose in that spot where his balls meet his
body and I inhaled him.  He was still soft, so I took his brown cock in my
mouth, sliding my tongue inside its snout and running it all over his head
and the inside of his foreskin.  He moaned softly as it grew to its full
stature: hard, thick and sticking straight up.  I brought my mouth down to
his heavy balls, sucking on each orb lovingly while I stroked his hard
cock, his head now fully revealed, bright pink.  I moved my mouth up to his
head and licked the frenulum, that most sensitive spot.  I knew that would
drive him crazy.  I eased my lips over his shiny head, slowly taking him
into my mouth and sucking gently.  He placed his hands on the sides of my
head and began to thrust in and out of my mouth and I began to stroke my
own hard cock, matching his rhythm.  After a few minutes he pulled out and
pulled me up to him, meeting me with a deep kiss.  His tongue explored my
mouth as we tasted his salty precum together.

Eddie took me by the hand and led me to our dimly lit room, laying me down
on our bed and climbing over me.  He began to suck my nipples, one then the
other, while he fisted my hard cock and stroked me slowly.  Eventually his
mouth wandered down to my stomach, then through my curly pubes and onto my
stiff penis.  He swirled his tongue around the head, eliciting a moan from
me.  After so many years together, we know how to drive each other crazy,
and Eddie knows this is one of my favorites.  Finally, he took my whole
shaft in his mouth, loving my cock as he took the whole thing, my thick
head sliding into his throat.

After a few minutes, he stopped sucking me and continued to work his way
down, first sucking each of my heavy balls, then licking further south into
my hairy crotch and beyond.  He pushed my legs up for better access, then
began lick all around my pink whole.  I was going crazy and I began to
squirm uncontrollably.  "Eddie...it feels so good," when he heard that,
Eddie began to tongue my hole aggressively, darting in and out of me and
making me very wet in that place.

I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled him up to me, he knew I was ready
for him. He grabbed the bottle of lube from our nightstand and I took it
from him, applying a generous amount to his rock-hard erection.  He took
his place between my legs and I put them over his shoulders as he lined
himself up with my opening.  It felt hot as it pressed against me, opening
me slowly and sliding inside.  I closed my eyes to fully enjoy this, my
favorite moment, the initial thrust and the feeling of being stretched and
filled by him once he's all the way in.

I moaned softly as he began to move inside of me.  I opened my eyes and
looked up at him, he was staring directly into me with a look of ecstasy on
his face.  I held onto his muscular shoulders and pulled him down to me, I
wanted those thick, red lips.  We kissed passionately, Eddie grunting into
my mouth as he thrust into me deeply, his balls hitting my ass over and
over.

I began to move my body with his and we settled into the rhythm we had
developed years ago and is known to us alone.  Again I was transported to
that place where I was floating, that place made exclusively for us.  As I
looked up into those narrow, black eyes, I marveled at how he is capable of
making me feel such amazing pleasure over and over again.

I pulled one of his shoulders down toward me and lifted my face in the
direction of his armpit.  He immediately knew what I wanted and he lowered
it directly over me, my nose sinking deeply into the thick, black hair that
grew there.  I could never get enough of Eddie's scent, so I inhaled him
over and over again before sticking out my tongue and licking it, tasting
him fully.

He moved down to lay on top of me and I was completely covered by him.  He
wrapped his big arms around me as I lifted my legs as high as I could,
wrapping them around his waist.  His thrusts became faster and more
insistent and he moved his mouth to my ear, "You feel so good Babe, do you
like it?  Do you like having me inside you?"

He was so deep that his thick cock was banging into my diaphragm with each
thrust, taking my breath away.  I could barely speak and I whispered, "I
love it...oh God I love it...so deep..." my face was buried in his neck and
I was sucking and biting him there, leaving angry red marks.

He picked up the pace yet again and whispered in that husky voice, "Do you
love me?  Do you still love me Billy Taylor?"

In 25 years he never asked me that question and it was so moving to me; he
sounded like the 16 year old boy who confessed to me behind the shed in
Nathan's yard.

"You know I do Eddie, I love you more than anything.  I'll always be
yours."

Upon hearing those words, his pace became frantic.  We moved our faces so
that we could see each other.  "I love you too..." he whispered
breathlessly, his sweat dripping onto me from his face, shoulders and
chest.

He pressed his lips against mine roughly, panting into my mouth and he
simply grunted, "Cumming."

He froze, in all the way, the entirety of his thickness completely
imbedded.  As he continued kissing me deeply, I felt the initial pulse of
his orgasm.  One, then a moment later, a series of powerful jolts inside me
as he unloaded deeply, filling that place that belongs to him alone.

He collapsed on top of me, the full weight of his body on top of mine,
slippery with our sweat.  I held him close to me and whispered into his
ear, "Amazing...you're amazing..."

Suddenly his face was over mine again and he was grinning, so childlike and
blissful.  "Your turn," he said as he slowly pulled out of me.  He lowered
his face to my now sweaty cock, I was painfully hard it was begging for
release.  "Should I make you cum?  Hmm?"  He began licking my shaft, from
my balls all the way up to my throbbing head.

"Please, please suck it Eddie..." I was nearly delirious.

He took all of me into his warm mouth at once and I gasped.  He began to
slide up and down and I was getting close very quickly.  He moved his hand
between my legs and slid one, then two, then three fingers up into my
soaking wet hole.  He fingered me as he sucked, eventually curving his
fingers deep inside me and stroking my prostate.  This sent me over the
edge and I grunted loudly as I ejaculated powerfully into his mouth,
sending shot after shot of hot liquid all over his tongue and down his
throat.  After waiting for my orgasm to subside, Eddie withdrew his fingers
from inside me and came up to lay on top of me once again.  He brought his
mouth to mine, locking them together in a forceful kiss and depositing my
own semen onto my tongue.  It spread throughout our mouths as we tasted and
shared it together. Eventually we each swallowed some of it and we lay
together for a long while, Eddie on top of me.

After cleaning up quickly in the bathroom, we returned to our bed, Eddie
sliding in behind me and putting his arm around me, holding me close to his
warm body.  "Happy anniversary Babe," he whispered in the dark, nuzzling
and kissing the back of my neck as I fell asleep in the arms of my boy.  My
Chinese boy.  The only Chinese boy.


End of story


Author's note: The Only Chinese Boy was my first attempt at writing erotic
fiction; I started this story as a distraction while furloughed from my job
due to this awful pandemic.  Eddie and Billy started out as a vague notion
in my mind, then took on lives of their own once I started writing.  To be
honest, I was hesitant to tell this story; I was afraid that a loving,
monogamous relationship just wouldn't be "hot" enough.  But, to my
surprise, all of the messages I started receiving right after I submitted
part one were very encouraging.  Also to my surprise, many people have
asked about me, which I didn't expect.  I am in a biracial marriage and
although one of us is white and the other Asian, neither of us is Chinese.
Thanks to everyone who sent me feedback and suggestions, I do read each and
every email and I take all of your words to heart.  Stay safe and healthy.

Your feedback is welcomed, email me at clee28049@gmail.com