Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2018 16:45:16 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Wesley 17

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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 17



Wesley arrived at the swimming pool to hear Chris cursing and see him throw
his newspaper away. "Hi Chris. What's wrong?" he said as he sat on the
lounger close to the man.

Chris sighed. "You don't want to know, Wes."

Wesley smiled and rubbed Chris's hairy thigh. "I do. Tell me."

Chris shook his head but then started talking. "I've got this client, very
close to signing a contract. Today he said, `I hear you're gay and I want
you to do me a favour. If you do, I'll sign up.' He went on to ask me to
fix him up with a rent boy. I laughed and said he could easily do that
himself but he said he only wants a Chinese rent boy and they are hard to
find. I didn't believe him so I accepted his challenge."

"And you can't find one?" Wesley said.

"Yep. I've phoned every male escort and masseur in the paper and not one is
Chinese," replied Chris.

"What's this client like?" asked Wesley.

"He's Chinese," said Chris. "In his fifties and overweight but he seems
like a nice guy."

Wesley thought of Mr Tan and smiled to himself. "Do you know what he likes
doing in bed?"

"Nope, but I suspect he likes to fuck. Why?" Chris asked.

"If he likes to fuck, I'll do it. I'll have sex with him," said Wesley.

"No, I wouldn't ask you to do that," Chris said immediately.

"You didn't ask. I'm volunteering," responded Wesley. "I pretended to be a
rent boy for Frank so I can do it for this man." Chris opened his mouth to
speak and Wesley held up his hand. "But I want you to take me to Australia
some time in return for helping you get the contract."

Chris was stunned for a moment but he realised that Wesley was serious. He
knew that the boy loved sex and that he liked older men. Wesley had been
happy to give Tom and Harold blowjobs and they were in their
sixties. However he was unsure whether to accept the boy's offer. "I'd love
to take you to Australia, Wes. You don't need to do this to get an invite."

Wesley smiled. "That's nice to hear but I still want to do this for you. It
could be fun."

"You're sure?" Chris asked.

Wesley nodded. "Just tell him it must be on Sunday afternoon and that you
will take me to his apartment and then back home." Chris smiled and bent
forward to kiss Wesley. Wesley pulled back. "Not here where people can see!
Take me upstairs and fuck me."

Chris laughed. "Come on then."

***


"It's not too late to back out," Chris said as he parked his car. "I can
phone Mr Chan and cancel."

"No, I want to do it," said Wesley. "I'm horny and I want this Chinese man
to fuck me."

"Okay. Let's go." Chris gave Wesley a quick kiss and opened the car
door. Minutes later they were ringing the doorbell at Mr Chan's apartment.

The door was opened by a smiling man about 5ft 10in (178 cm) tall wearing
nothing but a bathrobe. "You must be Wesley. Please come in."

Wesley had been told that Mr Chan was overweight and he assumed he'd be a
little chubby, like his neighbour Mr Tan. However the man in front of him
was more than a little chubby. He had a huge belly, and Wesley was reminded
of the images of the Smiling Buddha. Wesley forced a smile and said, "It's
good to meet you, Mr Chan" as he entered the apartment.

"I will return to take him home in 90 minutes," Chris told Mr Chan. "Take
good care of him."

"I will," said Mr Chan before closing the door. He turned to Wesley and
said, "Chris said you were good-looking but you are beautiful. I am
honoured that you agreed to visit me. I was told that you only have a few
clients."

Wesley nodded. "I don't have any Asian clients and I only agreed to come
here because Chris asked me. I hope I can make you happy."

Mr Chan smiled and then handed a large brown envelope to Wesley. "Let's get
business out of the way. This is your fee." Wesley had a quick look at the
cash inside the envelope and then stuck it in the back pocket of his
trousers. Mr Chan held out his hand. "Come to the bedroom, my pretty one."

Wesley took the man's hand and followed him into the bedroom and towards a
king-size bed. Then he decided to take charge. "Please take a seat, Mr
Chan. Allow me to undress for you."

As the man took a seat in the armchair close to the bed, Wesley carefully
placed his phone on a nearby cabinet. He had an open line to Chris so that
he could monitor what was happening while sitting in his car downstairs. Mr
Chan had assured Chris that he wasn't into anything kinky and that he just
wanted sex with Wesley. However Chris felt it important to take
precautions.

Wesley turned back to face Mr Chan and saw that the man had opened his
bathrobe. His eyes were drawn immediately to the huge round belly. Then he
saw the drooping man-breasts and the fat thighs. He couldn't see the man's
cock as it was hidden by the belly. "Not my idea of a sexy man," Wesley
said to himself. "However I shall enjoy showing off my naked body and
getting him aroused."

Smiling at Mr Chan, Wesley slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Tossing it aside,
Wesley then played with his nipples. This soon had them, and his cock,
erect. Wesley slid his right hand down over his flat stomach and took hold
of his cock through his trousers. "My cock is stiff, Mr Chan. Do you want
to see it?"

"Yes. I want to see every part of your sexy young body," the man replied.

Wesley smiled and slowly - very slowly - unbuttoned his trousers and
unzipped the fly. He gave his body a shake and his trousers fell to the
floor. Mr Chan gasped when he saw the big tent in Wesley's low-cut
briefs. "You like it, Mr Chan?" Wesley squeezed himself before peeling his
briefs down to let the man see his very stiff cock and small hairless
balls.

"It's lovely, and bigger than I expected on a young boy," said Mr Chan. He
reached out and gently squeezed the cock, releasing a bead of
pre-cum. "Nice to see that you are turned on," the man said when he let go
of Wesley's cock.

Wesley smiled and pushed his briefs further down. They fell to the floor
and he stepped out of them. Then turning around, he asked, "Do you like my
bum?"

"It's beautifully shaped and looks so soft and smooth," replied Mr Chan.

"Please feel free to touch it," said Wesley. "You can touch any part of
me."

Soon Wesley felt the man's chubby fingers caressing his buttocks. Then his
arse cheeks were spread to reveal his pink puckered hole. "I hope you like
my pussy, Mr Chan," said Wesley.

"It looks very small. Have you taken a man's cock before?" Mr Chan asked.

"Yes but only a couple of men have entered me," replied Wesley. "I would be
happy to take your cock."

Mr Chan turned his attention back to Wesley's cock. With the boy stall
facing away from him, Mr Chan put a hand on Wesley's cock and slowly wanked
it. His other hand grasped Wesley's balls. "Have you pleasured a man with
your cock?"

"How do you mean, Mr Chan?" Wesley asked.

"Have you fucked a man?" the man asked.

"No." Wesley couldn't imagine a boy fucking a man.

"I am fortunate to have such a cute, inexperienced rent-boy. It is not
surprising that you cost so much more than the others," said Mr Chan.

Wesley didn't know how much Chris had asked for so he said, "I hope that I
can provide value for money."

Mr Chan laughed. "Okay. Maybe you can begin by sucking my cock."

"It will be my pleasure, sir." Wesley smiled as he turned to face Mr
Chan. Then he looked down and was unable to see the man's cock because of
his fat belly. As Wesley dropped to his knees, Mr Chan spread his legs
apart and lay back in the chair.

Wesley was disappointed to discover that Mr Chan had a short fat cock. The
head poked out of the foreskin but Wesley had to take hold of it - his
fingers brushing against the man's belly - to get any indication of its
length. There was a mass of black pubic hair surrounding it and decent
sized balls but Wesley estimated that the man's cock was no longer than his
own and might even be shorter. He bent forward and managed to get his lips
around the cockhead. However he couldn't get much of the shaft into his
mouth because of the belly pressing down on his head. "I think I can do a
better job if you lie down on the bed, Mr Chan," he said.

"Okay." Mr Chan pushed himself to his feet. "I want you to take all of my
cock in your sweet little mouth." He let his bathrobe fall to the floor
before climbing onto the bed.

Wesley looked on, wishing he hadn't suggested volunteering for this job but
then remembering he was doing it to help Chris. When the man was lying flat
on the bed, Wesley climbed between his legs. He could now see the man's
cock properly. It was thicker than his but definitely shorter. Wesley
guessed it to be under 10 cm (4 inches) compared to his own 11.5 cm (4.5
inches). He cupped the man's balls in one hand and took hold of the cock
with the other. He kissed and licked the cockhead, then used the tip of his
tongue to tease the piss-slit. Finally he took the cock into his mouth and
sucked it. As his lips touched the man's pubic hair, he wished he was able
to take the whole of Chris's cock into his mouth in the same way.

"You're very good," Mr Chan said as he ran his fingers through Wesley's
silky black hair. "The best ever."

Wesley sucked and licked the man's cock for a few minutes then pulled
off. "Do you want to fuck me, Mr Chan? I would love to have your cock in my
boy-pussy."

"Yes, I want to try fucking you," replied Mr Chan.

Wesley smiled at Mr Chan and moved onto his hands and knees. "Take me from
behind. I prefer it that way." He couldn't say that he preferred not to see
him.

Mr Chan moved behind the teenager, spat on his fingers and then rubbed the
saliva over Wesley's pink pucker. With one hand on Wesley's hip, the man
rubbed his cock up and down the hairless arsecrack. Wesley wanted to tell
Mr Chan to use his fingers to open him up but, as a rent-boy, he felt
unable to tell him what to do.

When Wesley felt Mr Chan's cock seeking out his hole, he did his best to
relax and allow entry. The cockhead touched the pink pucker but Mr Chan's
huge belly got in the way once again. He tried again and again to gain
entry. Finally he sighed and sat back. "Sorry, Wesley. I can't get it in."

Wesley turned around and sat beside Mr Chan. "It's okay. Do you want me to
suck you off?"

"Maybe later but I want you to fuck me," replied Mr Chan.

"What? I've never..." Wesley was stunned.

"I know." Mr Chan smiled. "That will make it very special for both of us."
Without allowing Wesley the opportunity to say more, Mr Chan said, "I am
paying for your services and I want you to fuck me." He then got on all
fours and waited.

Wesley had never thought about fucking anyone but he felt that he had to do
as the man requested. As there was no sign of any lubricant, Wesley knew
he'd have to begin by rimming Mr Chan. He knelt between the man's legs with
his hands on the huge buttocks. Then he spread them and moved forward,
noting a ring of black hair around the man's hole and the smell of pine
shower gel. Closing his eyes and thinking of Chris, Wesley buried his face
in the arsecrack and began to lick. His tongue wet the puckered area and
then the tip poked at the hole, bringing moans of pleasure from Mr Chan.

Wesley thought of the many times he'd turned Chris on by doing this and how
it was always followed by Chris pounding his pussy hard. "I hope Chris will
fuck me later this afternoon," he said to himself.

"Fuck me, Wesley," urged Mr Chan. Wesley was happy to move on and get this
job over. He repositioned himself, with one hand on Mr Chan's arse and the
other holding his stiff boy-cock. He lined his cock up with the man's hole
and pushed forward. "Hmm, yes," said Mr Chan as he was penetrated. Wesley
was surprised at how easily his cock had entered and by the heat inside the
man's tunnel. He started thrusting in and out immediately, with short, fast
movements.

Wesley felt some pressure on his cock as he moved in and out. He decided
that fucking was quite pleasant and perhaps even better than wanking alone
in his bed. However he knew for certain that he preferred being fucked. It
wasn't long before he approached his climax. "I'm going to cum!" he cried
and then immediately started spunking off. As soon as he was done, he
pulled out and sat down.

Mr Chan rolled over and lay flat on his back. "I'm quite close. Suck me
off, please."

Wesley could see and smell the pre-cum as he got close to Mr Chan's short
fat cock. Pushing the man's belly out of the way, Wesley took the cock into
his mouth. His small fingers toyed with the hairy balls as he sucked,
licked and pleasured the man's cock for the ten minutes it took before Mr
Chan said, "Here it cums!" Wesley automatically gulped the thick cum down
and then licked the cock clean.

"That was fantastic, Wesley. Thank you very much," said Mr Chan.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. May I have a shower before I leave?" Wesley
responded.

"Of course. There is a clean towel in the bathroom," Mr Chan replied.

As Wesley stood under the warm water, he thought, "I suppose this has been
a useful experience. If I was a porn star, I probably wouldn't get to
choose my partners and there might be some I didn't fancy." Then he smiled
and said to himself, "At least they would have bigger cocks. All porn star
tops have big cocks."

Mr Chan looked on as Wesley got dressed. "I really enjoyed meeting you
today. The sex was better than I dreamed. Do you think we might do it again
sometime?"

"It was nice meeting you, Mr Chan," the polite boy said. "However I don't
really like having sex for money. I prefer it with my boyfriend."

"Oh. Well, I understand that it must be better with someone you love,"
responded Mr Chan. "However take this little bonus and think of me if you
want to make some more money." He thrust some banknotes into Wesley's hand.

"Thank you, Mr Chan." Wesley stretched up to give the man a kiss on his
cheek. "I'd better go now. Chris will be waiting downstairs."

***


"Well, how was it?" Chris asked as they walked towards the car.

"Hmm, the sex wasn't great. You heard what happened. I had to fuck him!"
Wesley frowned and then said, "You should have told me that he was really
fat."

"Yes, sorry about that," Chris said. "I didn't think it was necessary to
tell you at first because I never thought you would go through with
it. Then when you convinced me that you were serious I wasn't sure how you
would react. Did you really dislike being with him?"

Wesley thought for a moment before replying. "He was nice to me, and he
kept paying me compliments so I can't say I disliked his company. I didn't
find him sexually attractive but he had a tiny cock - even smaller than
mine. That was much more of a disappointment than finding out that he was
very fat."

Chris chuckled. "Oh dear. A small cock on a big fat man. Poor Wes."

"Yes, poor me," said Wesley. "You need to make it up to me. I want you to
fuck me as soon as we get home. Then, when we visit Australia, you must
promise to introduce me to all your friends who have above average size
cocks."

"I don't know the cock sizes of all my friends," Chris said, trying not to
laugh.

Wesley folded his arms in front of his chest. "Well, if your friends can't
help out, you will need to fuck me three or four times a day. I want my
time in Australia to be filled with sex and I don't want any more men with
dinky little cocks."

Chris couldn't help laughing. When he stopped, he said, "We probably won't
go to Australia until next year but I will do my best to ensure you have a
great time."

"Good! Now take me home and fuck me." Wesley smiled at Chris.

"Yes, boss!" responded Chris.




To be continued