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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