Fateful Relationship

By Kenny Chen

Published on Feb 3, 2000

Gay

This is a true story that happened to me. I have changed the names. All incidents and places are still the same. This story involves a relationship between two males. You have been warned.

Sweet Memoir of a Fateful Relationship.

I was looking over my watch to see how far it was to my destination. Gosh, I would arrive at the LAX in about 30 mins. My heartbeat was so fast. I almost could not contain any longer. Suddenly, I felt so nauseated. I picked up the phone in the airplane, called his cell phone.

He answered, "Is that you, kevin?"

"yeah, are you on your way to the airport, kent?"

"Yeah, don't worry, babe. I will be right there when you come out."

"Ok, see you in a few mins."

Gosh, I would be meeting the man of my dream. I was reminiscing all the memories I had with him, which was practically none. I had never met him in person. This would be my first time. I had planned this meeting long time ago, for over 2 months.

We first met each other on line through a chat room. I went by the name asiancutie. He went by the name his favorite football team, titan. We chatted on icq afterwards. Gosh, he was so romantic, so caring. I could not believe that there was such a person like him. We talked, and talked every night, wishing each other's best of luck on exams.

Kent was a very bright doctor candidate. He had it all. He had the looks. He had all the financial stability. Girls were all over him. He was a mixed between asian and white. He was very handsome.

I was totally asian, of chinese descent. I stood at 5'8", weighed 150#. Been working out for about a few months. I was not bad looking either. He praised me of being cute and worth the label, asiancutie.

Anyway, the more we talked on the phone, the more attached I was to him. He was just everything that I had ever wanted. I could not want more. Just a few months ago, before I met him in October, I broke up with my fiancee. She cheated on me, and worse yet, while I was willing to forgive her, she dumped me. I was all broken hearted. I flunked literally my midterms of all six master's classes. Now, I was a bright student myself. Imagine, I was working full time (44 hrs a week at least), a full time graduate student (3.7 Cumulative GPA), a part-time Teaching Assistant at my university I attended. Looking at my crazy schedule, how could a human being possibly manage such an overloaded schedule? However, this break-up thing bothered me very much.

Very nice thing then happened. I met him. He cheered me up. He gave me such confidence that I could do it. I could go through it. Because of him, I told myself, I was able to go through this. And I did it.

Now, after talking for two months, I decided to meet him two weeks before the thanksgiving. He agreed. He was very happy to know that. He told all of his friends that he would be away for that weekend. Just for me. Could you imagine that? How sweet! Yes, He was very very sweet.

The plane finally landed. I was getting more nervous than ever. Never had I been so nervous that I literally wanted to vomit. From afar, I could see him. Gosh, he was better looking in person. Better than I ever saw from his pictures. He was just mesmerized me. He waved at me. I was smiling so wide to see him. My knees were weak immediately at his presence. Gosh, the feeling overwhelmed me so much. I wanted to hug him right then. I wanted to kiss him right away. But I told myself to behave. That was not such a good time. We had to be discreet. Yeah, we were not out, and we would like to keep it that way.

He took me to his car, White Nissan Maxima - The show of his total masculinity yet gentle. We checked in the Marriott hotel. Immediately, after we closed the door. We kissed each other. I explored his lips - very kissable and adorable lips. I would not want to stop. He took off my clothes. I was so embarrassed. I took off his. I could feel the heat of his body radiating to my senses. Gosh, he was as smooth as I was. I loved smoothness. Then we took off all of our clothes except our underwear, because I was not feeling comfortable yet. He explored my body with his hand. He kept saying, "kev, you are so beautiful"

I replied "No, you are."

We continued to fool around. Suddenly, someone was knocking on the door. We were all freaked out since we were naked. He got up and dressed. He told me to lie down under the blanket and covered myself and pretended to be asleep. He opened the door. A man came in with a fruit basket. I was very surprised to know that. He had ordered a gift basket for me that was supposed to be delivered to my room before we arrived. However, the hotel just messed up doing that. He was so sweet.

"Kent, you are just too sweet. How can I ever repay you for this?"

"No, kev, you are the reason. So what do you wanna do next?"

"I don't know. Let's get out and see what's in this city."

"Are you hungry? Wanna eat korean food?"

"Sure do."

We got dressed and went to this small korean restaurant. The food was not so bad. It was tasty rather. We drove around a little bit. We went back to the hotel to enjoy our time together. We took shower together, and he would like to sleep naked. I could not control myself. We played with each other's body. Enjoyed the warm of our bodies intertwined. I explored his whole body with my tongue. Loving every part of his wonderful body. That night I slept so sound.

I spent my time in California with him so happily. We went to magic mountain. We had fun taking pictures. He was just so sweet. We went to see his house before going to magic mountain. I got to meet his sister. She was as sweet.

My last day came. I could not feel the pressure. I was already very sad since he had said something that bothered me very much the night before. He said "Kev, you know how much I love you. However, I am so confused right now. I don't know what I am doing. You know about Grace. She likes me a lot, and I cannot deny to say that I don't. I do. You know how our parents want us to get married. Honestly, she would be the only girl that I can commit to."

"I understand, kent. Don't worry. Let's just enjoy my last hours here with you. I am very happy that I can meet you."

"I know kev, but I just want you to know upfront. I am not such a person that would like to keep two things at once. It's just not fair."

"Don't worry kent. It's ok. I understand"

It's time for me to leave him. I was so sad. Suddenly I got this feeling that it would be our last meeting ever. And it was. I had to be strong. I would not cry in front of him. I wanted him to be happy. Should he choose to be with Grace, that's ok with me so long as he was happy. That's all I cared about. But honestly, deep down in my heart, I knew that I was hurting so deep. Hurting because I could not have him. Yet, I loved him soooo much. Never had I ever felt this love so strong coming out of my only heart - my weak heart.

He drove me back to the airport. He hugged me and left me. I was looking at his back as he left me. He didn't look back. I had a feeling that he was sad as well, leaving me at such state. Then I felt so empty. Something inside me was missing. Something I brought here to meet him, the excitement, the waiting, the longing, the fullness. They were all gone. As I took my seat, tears started dripping. I could not hold them any longer. My heart ached so badly. I never thought that our meeting was actually meant to be the end of our relationship.

I began to question, what would have happened if we had not met? What would have happened if we had just talked on-line? Would it have been better if we had just stayed where we were in two separate cities, and had been cyber boyfriends? Questions started bombarding my thoughts. The more questions I had, the deeper the sorrow.

As the planed ascended to the sky, breaking the gloomy afternoon, I started to doze off. In my dreams, I remembered all the places we had gone together. The restaurant on the hill for lunch. How we ate so much that we were so full right before I left for Houston. I remembered the mall we visited, where I bought him a videotape-Riverdance, and he bought me a cologne of his most favorite one. I also remembered he took a picture of me in front of his car. Every scenery was still fresh in my mind - very vivid even till to this very date. How could I forget all those precious moments? How could humanly possible I forget the memories I had with someone I truly loved?

I was awaken by the gentle touch of my neighbor. She could not stand me.

How do u like the story so far? Email me with comments. Kenny7299@yahoo.com Thank you

Next: Chapter 2


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