Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2021 21:55:35 +0000 From: ChiFelix Subject: An-exchange-student-completes-a-family-2 Dear reader, This story and all characters in it are fiction, though many of the places here in Chicago are real. This is shaping up to be a long tale, as I pour nearly every perverse desire of mine into it! I write small chapters so I've decided to consolidate them together within submissions, two at a time, to get the story out faster. Thanks to Nifty for providing a platform for aspiring authors. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Feel free to send my any feedback, ideas, thoughts, fantasies/desires, at all, and I hope you enjoy this story. ----------------- The next morning the plan was to get Qing's routine figured out for school. I heard talking in the bedroom so I knocked gently and heard a crash. I opened the door to see Ollie on the floor next to Qing's bed wrapped in his sheets. "You scared me!" he said. Qing was sitting up in his bed with a look of alarm on his face. I asked Ollie if he was ok, and then told the boys to get up, we had a long day planned if Qing was up for it. "Be more careful, clumsy!" I said and closed the door. I made a mental note that Qing slept shirtless and tried to stop from chubbing up again. What was wrong with me? The day started oddly with Ollie pouting at breakfast while Qing was overly friendly. I thought the pouting was because I called Ollie clumsy but he should have known it was a joke, he wasn't normally so thin-skinned. I soon realized Qing was being more flirty than friendly. I was mortified when he slowly licked the milk from his top lip while staring at me, then winked and smiled. It was a clumsy obvious attempt, but it was coming from a 17 year old so that made sense. "Qing, follow me," I said and headed into the bathroom. Ollie's eyes tracked us balefully. In the bathroom I said "Qing, what are you doing?" He suddenly looked terrified, scared, and blushed. "I'm so sorry, what...?" His eyes, our eyes, communicated that this was about the flirting. "I thought you liked.." he said. I replied, "I'm STRAIGHT! I like GIRLS. I mean, women!" Remembering to keep my voice down. He didn't know what to say. Why hadn't it occurred to him that I'd react like this? Why did he feel so safe openly flirting with me like this? Could he tell that I thought about him all last night while I jacked myself off? I swallowed and said, "Ollie is seeing this. He's only 12. Do you see how upset he is? Please, please just pay more attention to Ollie and less to me this morning, okay? We'll talk about this later." We went shopping for school supplies and as the day went on Ollie's mood brightened, Qing was contrite, and I was confused. How was I going to talk to Qing? What was I going to say? How was I going to handle this? Qing wore black skinny jeans for our shopping trip and I stole looks at his ass every time I could get away with it. At one point I hit the public restroom and whipped my thick cock out in a stall to quickly rub one out while the image of that boy's face licking the milk off his lips danced in my head but I snapped out of it. When I came out Ollie was on the phone and he asked me if he could sleep over at his friend Jerico's house that night. I thought about the prospect of being alone with Qing that night and almost said no, even though my cock started straightening out in my pants at the thought of it. I told myself that tonight while Ollie wasn't around would be the perfect time to have the talk with Qing about what was proper and what wasn't. I told myself that even as my hard cock started to dribble precum into my underwear. We came home from shopping, turned around and delivered Ollie to his friend's house, and then came back home, just Qing and I in silence. My cock had long since calmed down, as I wrestled with what the right thing was to say to this underage boy I was irresistibly drawn to and who could read me like a book. At home I asked him, "Pizza for dinner?" he replied, "deep dish!?" and I was happy to have something else to bond over. I ordered from Lou Malnati's for pickup, and we both went back out to collect it. I knew Manny, the muscled Latin boy at the counter, from my frequent orders. "Hey Josh" he said to me, "something different this time?" "Yeah," I said, "I'm treating my exchange student Qing here to a real Chicago deep dish pizza." Manny bowed and said, "King? Well, welcome to the USA King!" "It's Qing" replied Qing, with a very familiar, sexy smile. I sensed something electric and realized Qing and Manny were openly flirting in front of me. ----------------- Back at home with the pizza on our plates in the living room, we both knew it was time for that talk. I asked, "So how are you liking everything so far?" "I'm sorry" he replied. "Really. I misunderstood you, I thought you liked me..." I said, "But I DO like you. You're like half my age. You're a boy. And I'm not gay." Qing said softly, "I am. I guess you know I am by now. So what's going to happen, with the program and everything?" I thought about my open-mindedness and how I wanted Ollie to experience different kinds of people in life, how this was another opportunity for that, and then I thought about how hard my cock was. I said, "look, I'm not gay, I guess I'm flattered by someone half my age being interested in me... I really like having you here and nothing's going to change with the program." He responded, "I saw you looking at me yesterday and I really thought you liked me. I'm sorry." Embarrassed, I said, "I...do. You're really very attractive, for a boy. You..." (and here I felt myself start going over the cliff) "really do...turn me on. But that doesn't mean it's ok." I saw him glance down at my pants, where I was arranged so that it wasn't obvious how hard I was, but now the precum was starting to come through, betraying me. He shifted in his seat and I could see his hard cock pointing down the right side of his skinny jeans. He said, "It's not ok?" then a pause.. "Why?" I drew a complete blank. Why indeed? After a stupefied pause, I said "come here," motioning to the sofa next to me. He brought his plate from the recliner and sat next to me, tugging at his pants so he could sit down with his erection. "Everything's going to be ok" I said. I put my arm around his shoulders and then I couldn't resist smelling his hair. Then he turned to me and our noses touched. He turned a bit more and his thin but full Asian lips touched mine and my remaining resistance melted. We hungrily started making out as if we were BOTH teens. I put my hand on his chest and he pulled his shirt up and I slipped under to reach up and feel his ribs and then up to find one of those beautiful dark nipples that had entranced me. He mirrored my movement and slipped his hand into my shirt to feel my chest hair and then rub one of my pink, protruding, but very hard nipples. I moaned... my nipples are so sensitive. He pulled his hand back out and grabbed for my cock. I grabbed his hand and said, "let's take it a little slow or I'm going to cum before you even get my pants off." He said, "I'm going to get your pants off?" I couldn't believe this was happening. "Yeah," I said. "Let's do that" he said. "Slow," I replied. "Shirts first" as I tugged at his. He pulled off his shirt and I watched his armpit flex, the short black hairs moving, and I smelled his scent - Asian boymusk with a touch of mothballs. He moaned as I rubbed his nipples while he raised it over his head. Then it was my turn. I pulled at my shirt up and as I did so he leaned in and took my nipple in his mouth and I swear I almost came right then. He licked and sucked it and then said "da-da" like a baby and we both laughed, breaking the tension. Then he licked some more and I moaned. I felt all over his lithe upper body with my hands, until my hands rested on his hip bones and I pushed down his waistband. He took that as a sign to unzip his pants and straighten a bit to let me push them down further. I grabbed the waistband of the boxers too as I pushed his pants down and soon I was intoxicated by the smells of his own strong precum and crotch sweat in the room. He moved his legs to force the pants further down, then kicked them off. I reached further down until my hands were rubbing the smooth dimples of his ass, then cupping and rubbing his firm but somehow soft cheeks. As he moved upward to grant my hands better access his purple-helmeted drooling cock framed by spiky black hairs came closer into view. He was starting to climb over me now, my hands on his ass, his cock running up over my belly and then his nipples were near my face... I licked and bit his left beautiful dark nipple and then he shifted and gave me access to the right one, moaning and switched back to the left one Then he moved further up and my hands slipped further down to caress his taint, rub his balls, and I ran a thumb across his puffy asshole which made him stiffen, moan, and jab his cock at my chest. I wondered for a moment why his hole was so puffy and then realized his cock was at my sternum. I always considered myself an oral expert with the ladies and this just felt right so I shifted down, opened my mouth, and let him enter me. The taste of cock, of his cock, was amazing. Sweat and strong precum in my nose as his slimy precum rubbed across my tongue. My fingers rubbing over his puffy hole again and again in amazement, and then without warning he put his hands on the top of my head as his cockhead swelled and he started shooting. I felt the strong jerks in his hips, felt his throbbing taint with one hand, and felt his asshole pulse open and closed with the other. Strong acrid pulses shot at the back of my throat and over my tongue and I savored and swallowed it all without thinking.