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My Sister's Boyfriend
Chapter 2
Going out with my girlfriend, but my thought had gone with Josh. I wondered what he was doing with my sister at the very moment. Was he thinking about me? Was he thinking about the little incident that we had in the bathroom this afternoon?
My girlfriend and I walked into a restaurant in the Little Saigon shopping center in downtown Seattle. While we were waiting for the waiter, my girlfriend looked at me strangely and asked:
"Adam, what is it on your neck?"
"I don't know, what is it?" I asked, confused.
"I think it's a hickey."
After the sentence, she reached over, put her face close to my neck to examine the evidence more carefully. On my right neck, just below the chin, there was a red dot with the size of a dime. It was the love bite Josh gave me. It was all I had left after the sexual encounter with my sister's boyfriend. Seeing the hickey with her own eyes, my girlfriend madly stood up and walked away from the table, not bothering to wait anymore. I pulled her back and said:
"Would you let me explain, please?"
"There's nothing to explain."
And she walked out of the restaurant, not looking back at me once. Her face went red with anger. Her ears was shut down from whatever the noise I made. I couldn't explain a word to her. Even if she would listen to me, I had no idea what to say. Finally, I gave up.
"Can I at least take you home?" That was all I could say.
She agreed to let me take her home. On the way to her house, we didn't talk once. When we were at her front yard, I said sincerely, "I'm sorry."
My girlfriend ignored the apology and walked out of the car and toward her house. I looked after her for a while and drove back home.
When I was home, the house was empty and very quiet. My parents were in California to prepare for my big brother's wedding (my big brother was living in California now). My sister was out with Josh. I was the only one left in this house, with nothing to do. I never felt more alone. Josh had changed my life upside down. And now, I still didn't know what to do with the situation between us.
That night, I couldn't sleep for many hours. I lay on the bed all night, thinking about Josh, thinking about me being gay. Because of the exhaustion from the long day, I finally went to sleep when it was almost morning. When I woke up, I immediately came downstairs and looked for my sister.
"Hi sis, how was last night with Josh?" I asked casually.
She looked at me and signed, "Josh was sick last night, so he went home early. I stayed at my friend's house after that."
"Really? What happened to him?"
"I don't know. He said he didn't feel well and wanted to go home early."
I didn't say anything else. At 2 o'clock in the evening, I was in my room studying when Josh came in and asked me to go to the gym with him. Speaking of gym, Josh was an excellent swimmer. He got swimming scholarship at our university, so he was very popular at school. Josh was a senior while I was still a freshman. Actually, he was only two years older than I was, since he took college classes in high school so he would finish college earlier than everybody. Josh was one year younger than my sister, and yep, he was a little young for my sister, though he didn't care, neither did my sister. My sister just graduated and had been working for 6 months.
On the way to the gym, Josh told me that like me, he couldn't sleep last night since he gave a lot of thought about our relationship. He said that he liked me very much, but we couldn't continue the affair because he still loved my sister dearly. I got mad and told him that because of him, my girlfriend dumped me. I said he was the one who started all this (actually I did, but who remembered), and now, he wanted to back out because he couldn't accept the truth that he was gay. Then, I walked out of his car and ran to the bus station to catch the bus home. Josh tried to follow me but he was too late.
Since that day, I was very depressed. I didn't want to do anything. My grade was going down fast. I started to do wild things. I started to ignore other people's advice. In short, I was just not myself.
Then, one day, I came into the school locker room and saw a white guy who was taking a shower near by. He had a swimmer build, which was very attractive and very sexy. I didn't dare to look straight at him, so I just glanced at him once every two minutes. To my luck, he was staring at me too.
To make sure that he was actually looking at me, I put up a little show for him to enjoy. First, I put soap on my cock and massaged it in a circle motion. While I was doing that, I looked over at him and saw him staring at my cock. I continued soaping my package in a faster motion.
And he was still looking.
Now, soap was all over my cock, my butt and everywhere else. To help him to have a better look at what I got, I took my cock in my hand and jerked it off slowly. The guy was turned on beyond belief. His cock was growing and became hard as steel in a second. Seeing all that, I was scared, so I quit what I was doing and finished the shower and walked out of the locker room, not looking back at him anymore.
For many days, I didn't see Josh at school. And my girlfriend, who went to a different school, hadn't called me since that day. I was totally alone now.
On Wednesday, I came to the swimming pool and saw Josh.
"Hi Adam," said he.
I pretended not to see him and turned around.
"Please don't do that." Josh begged.
I turned my head to him and said, "Oh, it's you. You're so popular. I thought it was somebody else, since nobody that popular would ever say hi to me."
Josh laughed earnestly and said, "Sarcasm, huh? I like that!"
"Yeah, whatever." I shot back angrily.
Josh put his right hand on my head and messed up my hair like a true brother. Then, he wrapped his arms around my shoulder and pulled me toward the swimming pool with him. I pushed him out, said nothing and walked to the opposite way. Josh looked after me, shrugged his shoulder, and shook his head in disbelief. He walked into the swimming pool and did his routine like nothing happen.
For me, I came into the library to wait for Josh to finish his routine before I could come in the swimming pool. At four o'clock, knowing that Josh would finish his swimming, I changed clothes and walked into the swimming pool. Because of all the rage building up inside me, I swam intensively for one straight hour. Then, I jumped into the jacuzzi and sat there to relax.
In the jacuzzi, there was a guy who was very attractive. I didn't know him, but we still said hello to each other before I sat down and enjoyed the hot water. I didn't pay attention to the guy but I knew he was staring at me. After 10 minutes, still ignoring the fixation eyes of the sexy stranger, I walked out of the jacuzzi and came in the sauna room to dry myself off.
Because nobody was in the sauna room, I took all of my clothes off and sat down on the bench naked, very relaxing. The temperature came up to 100 degree Farenheit; my sweats came off from my temper, my thigh, and everywhere else. I felt relax and better than ever.
While I was in the sauna room and enjoying the hot temperature, a guy came in.
"You're still here?" asked I. It was the guy who was staring at me in the jacuzzi.
The guy didn't say anything. He just came and sat next to me, completely naked too. By the look from his face, I knew he was following me to come here. I knew he had a thing for me since he had never left his eyes from my cock. He made small talks about where I came from, what class I was in, et cetera.
At first, I didn't dare to look at his naked body. Then, since nobody was here, and I was bored, I glanced over to his cock casually. To my suspect, his cock was erect now. Throwing all cautions into the wind, I stared back at him. My cock started to grow after each second my eyes were on him. Not only my cock was erect, all the hairs on my naked body were erect too.
It was from the hot temperature of the room.
It was from the hot, naked body sitting next to me.
My eyes couldn't go anywhere else. They were fixed on the beautiful cock of the stranger sat next to me. Comparing to Josh's, the guy's penis was longer, but not as wide as my sister's boyfriend's. Although it was not big, it looked delicious. The six-inch pole was brown, uncut, and very straight. It was pulsating and dripping precums like crazy. The precums, plus the sweats on his thigh, combined together and dripped down to his tan and muscular thigh, like droplets of eggnog, my favorite holiday's drink. And his testicles were like two tennis balls, but with darker color. All of them were rest on the pubic region, among the dark hairs, looking amazingly delicious.
Looking at me straight in the eyes, the stranger took his cock in his hands and started to masturbate himself. His movements were smooth but very determine. He stroked his pole very slowly and very seductively. First, he pulled his cock up, from the base to the top of the cock head, and backward. He repeated it three times, until the cock was as hard as rock. Then, he used his middle finger to swirl around the hole on the top of the cock head. Twitching it violently, he moaned in delight. The finger, which was wet with precums, was put slowly into his mouth. He sucked it seductively. He moaned louder with more delight.
And he kept staring at me.
I watched all of his actions in fascination. I couldn't wait anymore. My cock was dripping precums too much now. I needed to jerk off too.
Slowly, I moved my hands to my stomach, and down under. But, a hand was holding my hand before it could reach down to my cock. A soft whisper, "Let me," escaped from the stranger's mouth. Not waiting for my response, his hands grabbed my penis in a quick motion and started jerking it up and down.
I closed my eyes and let his hands invade my down-under. The feeling was hot, not much from the temperature anymore, but from my pulsating cock in a stranger's hand. I was jerked up after each of his movement. I was closed to come.
And yes, they were coming.
Drops after drops of my sweet nectars were pouring out from my over-stimulated cock. They were everywhere: on my stomach, on the floor, and mostly, on his hands. A smile instantly came up to my face. I was happy. I was delirious.
But, then I opened my eyes and saw him smiling at me suggestively. He pulled my right hand toward his cock. What did he want? No, I could not do it. I pulled my hand back, stood up and ran out of the sauna before he could react.
I ran home, exhausted and feeling guilty.
To be continued...
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