INTERNATIONAL SECRET SERVICES By Andrej Koymasky © 2010 Written on June 16, 2002 Translated by the Author English text kindly revised by Matthew Templar
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"INTERNATIONAL SECRET SERVICES" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
Chapter 7 - MARTIN AND LEE, PASSIONATE LOVERS
Lee narrated - his father was born in Hong Kong and was the son of a Chinese man and an English mother; his mother was born in Tokyo, the daughter of a Spanish dancer and of a Japanese girl. He, therefore, had a Chinese family name and the double nationality, of Hong Kong and Japanese; he spoke four languages perfectly - Chinese, English, Spanish and Japanese, practically without any accent.
His family name was Qing, in Japanese, Kin, the "kin" of "kin'yoo" that means gold or money, and "yoo" means a week day, but also light, and to shine...
Martin thought that Lee really was a shining boy. And Lee was deeply attracted to Martin, or, rather, he was literally infatuated with him, at least as much as Martin with Lee. They talked until the morning came. It was mainly Lee who talked about himself. Martin told him about his work as a teacher of English, about some of his past thefts, but could not tell him about his work as a spy. He would have liked to tell everything to that boy, but of course he couldn't and, for the first time, this was heavy for him. He could feel that Lee was telling him everything, without secrets.
Lee also explained to him what he did to place the work of art overseas that he stole - his base for that was Okinawa Island. When he informed him, a Chinese from Taiwan came by plane. He examined the goods and fixed their price. Then, in night time, Lee took a boat, went on the open sea and there, at a point he found with an electronic compass, with a remote control, had a waterproof case emerge, put his booty in it, then made it sink again with the remote.
Later a fishing boat from Taiwan passed there with another remote control, made the case emerge, emptied it and put the money inside. When Lee received the coded message, via his computer, that the exchange had been done, he just went to make the case emerge, taking the money. The system was simple and safe. Lee, for this reason, rented a little house in Okinawa, on the seacoast, and he had his small motorboat there he used for the exchanges.
Officially, Lee was the son of a rich Hong Kong merchant; he could live on a private income and worked in his father's import-export offices in Kobe. As he also had the Japanese nationality, he didn't have visa problems. He deposited the money he received in an account of the firm as payments of goods that really didn't exist. He then received from the firm account his "private income" from Hong Kong, so the money was laundered without raising any suspects. Of course, his father, who travelled often between Hong Kong and Kobe, knew the real source of his son's money, but consented without the lesser problem.
Lee also told Martin how he understood he was gay.
His father, at the beginning of his merchant career, gathered his first goods stealing them here and there. When Lee was fifteen, he started to help his father's gang to steal from some storehouses. Taking advantage of his slimness it was he who passed through the narrow windows of the storehouses; he then opened a door from inside to his accomplices who stole the goods that interested his father.
His father put him to work together with a nineteen years old boy, a likeable Korean called Jun. Lee knew that Jun was gay, but this didn't ever interest or disturb him. Lee still didn't have any sexual experience, besides the fact that, at the time, during the night, he masturbated in his bed to relieve his tension. He thought that one day his father would choose a wife for him, as was the custom, and so he would have a family, but he wasn't yet really interested in it.
One time, after doing a good robbery with Jun, they went to set the booty in his father's storehouse. Then, as always, they lay down to sleep on their two futons spread amongst the piles of boxes and crates. But that time, when Lee fell asleep in a few minutes, Jun stretched out a hand and started to caress his companion between the legs, so waking him up.
"Come on, stop it, Jun. Let's sleep," the boy said, quietly.
"I like you. I want to do it with you."
"But I'm not gay."
"I know, but it doesn't matter - I will make you enjoy it. Come on!"
"Forget it, Jun," the boy protested.
But his companion got on top of him, trying to kiss him, to undress him. They struggled for a while, silently, as a game, giggling. But Lee got aroused and when his companion was aware started to do Lee for good.
"Stop it," Lee again protested, weakly.
But Jun, being quite a bit stronger than him, soon had the upper hand on his weak resistance. That excited him, and Jun finally managed to put the boy under him and tried to penetrate him.
Lee at that point was seriously protesting, but the young Korean, incredibly excited, tried to push it inside him with evident gusto for the boy's attempt to free himself. That seemed almost intensify Jun's efforts to penetrate him. At a certain point Lee became aware that he too was getting an increasing pleasure by the attempt to rape him that he was undergoing. So, at the end, he decided to stop all his resistance attempts and let his companion have his way.
Jun felt his change. "Relax, go on; I'll not hurt you," he panted.
"All right." the boy murmured, and at once felt that his companion's member was slowly beginning to slip inside him, was wedging in him.
When he was totally inside him, Jun started to hammer in him, enjoying the boy's conquered virginity, but he also did it to give Lee the utmost pleasure. Lee wasn't protesting anymore - on the contrary he even started to participate, amazed by how much he was starting to enjoy having sex with a male, being taken. And when Jun kissed him deeply on the mouth, he enjoyed it even more.
After they both came, the young Korean asked him, "So, then?"
"It's slightly hurting, butÉ it has been good."
"At first it could be somewhat annoying. But as you get used to it, you will see that you will like it more and more."
It was so that Lee devoted himself soul and body to sex between males, and he also accepted being gay without any trauma. At first, he just went on doing it with Jun, who also let him be the top, but then he wanted to try it with others also.
He discovered the gay premises and became a regular customer of them, so he rapidly collected a remarkable set of adventures - in fact Lee was really sensual and beautiful and practically all the people he approached accepted his advances without problems and rather with pleasure.
When he was eighteen years old, he met a thirty-three years old Japanese man in a bar in Kobe. He fell in love with him. The man was really rich and, at least at the beginning, was spoiling Lee. Meanwhile, his father stopped pilfering the storehouses and started a legal import-export business - he was, at that point, wealthy enough to do it. So Lee didn't miss anything - his father was rich; his lover was rich. He was leading a good life.
When his father talked with him about his marriage, Lee told him that he was definitely gay and he didn't want to marry a woman. His father accepted it without too many problems, as Lee was the younger of his sons and the family would continue thanks to the others.
But when Lee was twenty years old, his lover took a fancy to another boy and jilted him. Lee felt very bad, as he was really in love with the man. Being jilted so, from one day to the next, when he least expected it, made him decide he had to take his revenge. His ex-lover had a beautiful collection of ukiyoe, very rare pieces of which he was very proud. He decided to steal those pieces. He knew where the man kept them, how he protected them with a sophisticated antitheft device.
He carefully planned the theft. When he heard that the man would be absent, he went to Hong Kong the day before, boarding a plane with his real name. There, using a fake passport, he took another plane back to Kobe. During the night, he slipped into his former lover's house, stole all his precious ukiyoe, putting them in a briefcase, went to the airport and, using his fake passport, went back to Hong Kong. Then, a few days lather using his real passport, he went to Kobe.
In the meantime, the man discovered the theft. He suspected of Lee at once, but when the police made their inquiry of him, it clearly resulted that in those days Lee was not in Kobe, and neither in Japan, therefore the boy was totally absolved of blame.
Later, Lee decided to sell those prints, as he was not so interested in them and also because they reminded him too much of his ex-lover's treachery. He found a very good buyer, a Chinese man who supplied American and European collectors. The man also told him that if he could find more valuable art pieces for him, he would buy them more than willingly.
So Lee thought he could devote himself to that new "work". He talked about it with his father, who at first tried to advise him against him, but then gave him some useful suggestions. He got the basic idea from his former lover - he knew how the man got the precious prints, exploring the antiques market with his computer. And he also knew that the man always, through his computer, found the antitheft device the victim had installed. His father put Lee in touch with a computers expert, a hacker, who taught him how he could penetrate into the best protected circuits, without leaving any trace of his visits.
Lee worked at his project for a long time. He became skilled in using a computer. He learned the electronic espionage systems quite well, becoming rapidly really skilful. It was enough that a certain computer would be connected to the net, and he was able to copy all its archives with its owner unaware. He then explored the copied archive, found the data he was eventually interested in, like for instance, the diagrams of the antitheft circuits that the various firms sold to some particular customers.
He was twenty-one when he targeted and carried out his first robbery with this system. He was twenty-two when he started to "sign" his robberies. He didn't really need to steal, but this activity amused him; it was like a game, like a challenge. And anyway he got to have quite a remarkable sum in an account of a Hong Kong bank that was increasing with each of his thefts.
Lee told all this to Martin, not to boast, but because he wanted the young man to totally know him - he was practically entrusting himself to Martin, and was telling him, in that way, that he really wanted to belong to him. They used to talk lying naked on Martin's bed, gently caressing each other, and alternating these speeches with long parenthesis of tender and passionate sex. Martin was feeling increasingly conquered by the boy, and the boy seemed more and more infatuated with Martin.
"Martin, why don't we start to steal together?" the boy proposed him one day.
"NoÉ you have your method, and I, mine. You have your interests, and I, mine," the young man said, as he couldn't involve the boy in his real espionage work.
"It doesn't matter - we can create something new, something ours."
"No, Lee, let's go on as we always did."
"I would like to share everything with you. I love you, Martin, I really love you," the boy insisted.
"I, too, think I'm in love with you."
"You think? Aren't you certain?" the boy asked him, slightly alarmed.
"Give me the time to better understand, to overcome the emotion of having you here with me."
In reality, Martin was in love with Lee, but what held him back was the fact he couldn't tell him everything about himself, the fact he had to hide from him a part of his life. He liked the boy very much, he liked his gentleness mixed with passion, his total availability. So, to show Lee how much Martin had become attached to him, knowing that the boy desired to take him, one evening he offered himself to the boy. Lee had a radiant smile and prepared himself to penetrate Martin, feeling full of emotion.
Martin lay on his back and made his legs lean on Lee's shoulders. The boy knelt in front of him, bent down to prepare him, licking his anus with skilled and long laps, until he felt that Martin was ready to receive him. He then glided forward with his knees, putting them around his hips and finally his beautiful, hard, smooth and long member pushed on the throbbing sphincter, that for a long time hadn't receive any visits.
Martin felt it push, making him gradually dilate, and slowly insert itself inside. He, at first, felt a slight annoyance at that invasion, it had been so long since he had experienced the intrusion, but when the boy's gland got through the quivering flesh ring, the annoyance ceased as if magic, and he rather felt a strong pleasure, accentuated by the emotional and happy expression of his boy.
For a moment Lee didn't move, then he resumed pushing and glided all of him inside Martin, with calm, strong and relentless strokes, and his smile accentuated.
"Do you like?" Martin asked him in a whisper, caressing his chest and teasing his small, hard nipples.
"I like you!" the boy answered, shuddering and lightly caressing his face with feather-like fingers, underlining his eyebrows, his lips. Then he asked, "And you? I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No, on the contrary... Do you know that you are wonderful?"
"Thank you... You are so tight... and so hot... and... and so mine!" the boy panted and finally was entirely inside him.
"Yes, and you are totally mine, Lee. Go on... let me feel how much you are enjoying doing it with me, how much you like taking me..."
Finally Lee started to move back and forth with long and strong movements. From time to time he almost stopped, to lean into him and deeply kiss him on his mouth, then he just moved his pelvis in a light rotating movement, making him feel it well and making him relax more and more, while giving him an increasingly strong pleasure.
Martin really enjoyed being taken by his lover very much - the joy with which the boy was taking him was like an aphrodisiac for him! Quickly overcoming the initial light annoyance, he started to enjoy the bottom role with as much intensity as when he had the top role, so that he thought he didn't even know which he liked better, to take Lee or be taken by him.
"Oh, Martin, this is heaven!" Lee murmured, starting to give him shorter but faster strokes.
"Yes, my love, it really is heaven."
"You called me love... do you really love me?" Lee asked, stopping for a moment but still fully immersed in him.
"Yes, of course I love you. I never met such a splendid boy like you, really, never."
"Flatterer!" the boy said with a tender smile.
"Not at all, I'm totally sincere. I never felt for anybody what I'm feeling for you..."
They became silent, each totally engrossed, enjoying the waves of incredible emotion that were wrapping them, each worrying above all to give to his lover the utmost pleasure. Martin skillfully tossed under him, so increasing the pleasure they both were experiencing.
Finally Lee felt a wave of heat flare up at the root of his strong member, spread all over his body making his hair roots tingle and curl his toes, and with a long, passionate moan, he pushed deeper into his lover and flooded him with a set of strong jets.
He then relaxed, lying on top of him, making him stretch his legs, and kissed him again, deeply and with tender passion.
"Now I am really and totally yours," Lee murmured.
Martin thought that it was beautiful that the boy felt like he belonged to him because Lee took him. Normally the one who is penetrated becomes owned by the one who penetrates him, but for Lee it seemed to be the other way round, and this gave him a strong feeling of tenderness and happiness.
"But now, I want to feel you inside me, my beloved..." Lee whispered, his voice slightly hoarse, offering himself to him with a bright smile. "No, don't move, just sit up, I want to sit on your lap and make you take me in this way, so I can also embrace you and kiss you better..."
The boy went astride his lap and went down on Martin's erect, hard member, so being impaled from down up, then started to move up and down, slightly swinging his pelvis to increase their mutual pleasure. Meanwhile he sucked Martin's tongue, and caressed the nape of his neck and his back. Lee loved feeling penetrated on one end by his lover's strong member and on the other side by his inquisitive tongue...
When Martin finally reached his orgasm in the hot, soft and tight deepness of his boy, they lay down, embracing, exchanging small kisses and tender caresses, relaxing and talking in soft voices, enjoying the warm and agreeable state of the post-coitus.
What Martin liked in the boy, besides his physical aspect and his character, was the way he made love, with a long time taken to foreplay and even more time to cuddling and loving afterward, with gentleness and vigor. He also liked how for the boy's lovemaking wasn't something reserved to nighttime or only in the bed. He also liked the fantasy, joy and passion that the boy had when they united. He loved the thousand small attentions with which Lee filled him.
When Minoru went to look for Martin again, the man told him clearly that he didn't intend to have sex with him anymore, as he now had a lover and didn't intend to cheat on him. So he cut with Minoru and didn't even go to look for adventures in the gay quarters anymore - he now had Lee, who was enough for him and gave him full satisfaction. He didn't need any other person or anything more, at all.
For Martin, so started a time of intense happiness, veiled only by the fact he couldn't be totally sincere with the boy he loved. Lee made him understand several times that he would have liked to live with Martin, and Martin would have liked a lot being able to have him forever in his home, but he had to refuse, with vague pretexts, even though with regret.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 8
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