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Subject: An-exchange-student-completes-a-family-8 Dear reader, This story and all characters in it are fiction, though many of the places here in Chicago are real. Thanks to Nifty for providing a platform for aspiring authors. fty/donate.html Feel free to send my any feedback, ideas, thoughts, fantasies/desires, at all, and I hope you enjoy this story. ————————— Over the next few days, we settled into a pattern where the boys slept together in the same bed every night, Qing fucked Ollie all the time and all over the house to satisfy his exhibitionist tendencies, and they tried to draw me into participating at every opportunity. I resisted because I thought I had gone a bit too far over the line already and had to reel myself back, and because it scared me. Fucking my own son, that mindfuck, had let to the most intense orgasm of my life. I played it back in my mind often and jacked off to the memory every day. It also felt like Ollie and Qing were becoming boyfriends, if a 17 and 12 year old could be boyfriends, and I wanted to give them the space to develop that relationship. I also mostly avoided having any more sex with Qing to avoid making Ollie feel jealous or betrayed. One day Ollie asked me, “Can Jerico stay over tonight?” I usually said yes but this time I had some questions. “Ollie, what does Jerico know about Qing?” Ollie replied, “He really wants to meet him!” I said, “Does he know…” Ollie said, “I told him Qing is my boyfriend! But we have an opening relationship.” I said, “Open relationship?” “Yeah,” Ollie continued. “He wants to, to learn all about being gay from an older boy.” I said, “Open relationships are tough. People get jealous and hurt all the time. What if Jerico comes over and Qing ignores you and spends all his time, um, playing with Jerico? How will you feel?” Ollie said, “He wouldn’t do that!” I said, “I’ll make sure of that. Baby, you just think about how everyone might feel all the time ok? It sounds like your best friend and your boyfriend might play..” Ollie cut me off, “You mean they might fuck. Jerico wants Qing to fuck him and I hope he does. Qing is so good at it and I’m really proud of him.” I said, “Remember, I’m here if you need to talk okay?” Ollie responded, “Ok, whatever Dad. You’re making a really big deal. So can he sleep over?” I said, “One more question. Does Jerico know about anything *I* did with you or with Qing? Sexually?” “No,” Ollie responded. It sounded like a lie. I said, “Remember, I could get in trouble, I mean, I could go to jail if people heard about this. They’d also send Qing back to Hong Hong and you wouldn’t ever see him again. It’s important!” “Ok,” said Ollie. “Ok,” I said. “Jerico can stay over.” That evening, Jerico’s Mom dropped him off at the house. She came to the door to meet Qing. I took in the tan, thin Jerico in his shorts with his blue eyes, olive skin, dark hair and hairless legs, and his Mom. “Hi, Hamida,” I said. She said, “Hi Josh! Isn’t it exciting to host someone from Hong Kong in your house?” I said, “Yeah, You know, this is what I love about living in Skokie. I can’t imagine hosting him in rural Kansas where I grew up, where we wouldn’t have this… this Hong Kong meets Iraq meets India meets Mexico kind of thing we have here. Ollie has people from all over the globe in school so this might actually be more a unique experience for Qing than for Ollie! But I love it. Its going great. He’s a really nice kid. Here he is now.” Qing entered the room acting more like what I had expected that first day in the airport. Polite, reserved, deferential. I don’t think I’d ever met THIS Qing. I wondered if Hamida maybe had the faintest clue about her son’s gayness when she asked, “Where’s he sleeping?” I said, “He usually sleeps in Ollie’s bedroom but tonight,” I waved at the couch which had a pillow and blanket stacked beside it. “Oh, ok, good,” she said. I looked at Jerico and he was staring at Qing like a curiosity in a store. Hamida said, “Say hi, Jerico!” Jerico stepped şişli travesti forward and offered his hand to shake. “Hi Qing,” he said. Ollie had stepped out of his room and Hamida said, “Hi Ollie, have a good night, boys!” and left. I had prepared snacks so I set them out in the living room for when the boys got hungry, but they had all retreated to the bedroom as soon as Hamida left. Sneaky Qing had left the door open a crack. After a while I tiptoed over to look in and all three had their shirts off. It looked like they were playing some game that involved clothing removal. Jerico glanced at the door and saw me watching. I pretended to have just arrived to walk into the room. “How’s everything?” I asked. “We’re playing truth or dare!” said Ollie. Pretending to be a “normal” parent for Jerico’s sake, I replied, “That’s a little…adult maybe?” Qing said, “Our dares are supposed to be really tame right now.” “Ok, good,” I said. “Maybe not for long though!” he replied. “What do you mean?” I said. Qing said, “You’re acting weird.” I looked over at Jerico who was blushing deep red and looked terrified. Ollie said, “You can stop pretending. Jerico knows that you know we’re both gay and that you’re ok with it.” I said, “Jerico, that’s the truth. I’m not gay but -” Qing laughed, “Okaaay!” I continued, “I’m not gay but if you ever need to talk to an adult about it just know that I support you 100% okay? You can talk to me about anything. I know your parents are not aware and I’m never going to blow your cover, okay? I’m sure it’s really hard with them but Ollie and I are here for you any time. I mean that.” I paused. “And, I know you’re sexually curious. I think it’s healthy for you to experiment as much as you want with your bodies in this house. Okay?” Ollie laughed, “Dad, go away!” Qing made a show of lowering his zipper and said, “Or stay if you want!” I turned and said, “Have fun, boys!” I could only imagine what was going on in that room, and by bedtime the only sign of them I’d seen was when Jerico had come into the living room to retrieve the snacks. I was in bed with my hand on my cock under the blanket imagining them in a hot boy threeway when I heard a soft knock. “Come in,” I said. It was Jerico. He was shirtless, wearing a little red pair of Spiderman underwear, and his eyes looked red like he’d been crying. “Mr. Johnson?” he said. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He approached the bed. “Um, you know about Ollie and me, right? That we’re boyfriends…secret boyfriends,” a tear ran down his cheek. Uh oh, Ollie had said Jerico was his BEST friend, not his BOYfriend. I realized in an instant that the jealousy angle I had cautioned Ollie about was shaped backwards from what I’d imagined. “Oh, come here, Jer,” I said and I patted the bed. He started to sit and I said, “give me a hug.” He lied down on the bed and I hugged him through the blanket, angling to keep my deflating hard-on away. Jerico gripped me tightly and started sobbing as I comforted him. “Tonight’s been so fucked up,” he sobbed. “What happened?” I asked. “I can’t compete with that, that Qing.” I didn’t know what to say. I thought about their friendship through the years. Jerico and Ollie had been best friends all through grade school. So I said, “Ollie loves you. I know he does. Qing is just..” “He’s bossy!” said Jerico. “I know, he can be,” I said. “And he’ll be gone in less than a year and Ollie will still be here.” Jerico retorted, “He’s SEXIER than me! He even got YOU to have sex with him and YOU’RE straight!” “Who told you that?” I asked. “Ollie,” he responded. “I kept it a secret like I was supposed to,” he said. I sighed. “You’re plenty sexy, Jerico,” I said. “And I think Ollie just has an infatuation because Qing is older and he’s more experienced. I don’t think it’ll last.” I wasn’t sure, but false hope was the best I could offer. Jer said, “So HE’ll go back to China and then Ollie will come running back to me?” “I don’t know,” I said. “Jer, I’ve known you for years and even if you and Ollie beylikdüzü travesti never talk again, you’d still be welcome here just to talk to me about things, ok?” Jerico gripped me tighter. “Can I sleep here tonight?” he asked. “Um, let me check on Qing and Ollie,” I said. He replied angrily, “You dont NEED to. I’m sure they’re just FUCKING each other right now anyway.” I realized that if I wanted to check on them I’d need to put on clothes, which were nowhere near my bed. “Ok,” I said. Problem solved. After a spell I said, “Are you comfortable?” He was still lying in his Spiderman underwear on top of the blankets. “Hey, get under the blanket so you can sleep.” I was naked but that was no reason for the boy to freeze. He slipped under the blanket but then rolled toward me to resume his bear hug. With skin against skin and the scent of his hair in my nostrils my cock plumped up again. I had managed to angle it away from him but he shifted, as if he’d been feeling for it with his body, and made contact. “You DO think I’m sexy,” he whispered. “I SAID I did,” I whispered back. He started rubbing his leg against it. I said, “Are you trying for a revenge fuck against Ollie to make him feel jealous, is that what you’re doing?” After a pause he responded, “I don’t know. If Qing can make even YOU have sex with him and I can’t…it’s because I’m ugly, right?” What this olive-skinned beauty was doing was transparently manipulative but it was working. I grabbed his leg and rubbed it against my hard cock. “See? You’re not ugly.” I said. He kissed me then, his little tongue wriggling out of his mouth to taste my lips. I kissed him back, at first like he needed. Then, more hungrily like I wanted. His red lips were soft and he was a surprisingly good kisser for his age. Jerico rubbed my stomach and chest as we kissed and when one of his fingers grazed a nipple I gasped and he realized I liked it so he started rubbing them both aggressively. A little too aggressively, but he was a learning boy. Then he slid down to lick and suck on my nipples and I was in heaven. He grabbed my cock with one hand, right on the thick curve, and stopped to exclaim, “Wow!” He moved down under the covers and I felt his mouth take my head in and immediately sink down as far back as he could take it, just BAM. I felt my cock throb and I imagined the precum dripping out into his mouth. I let him try his technique for a moment but it wasn’t very good – teeth – and I found myself pushing his head down onto my cock in reaction to a scrape. Too hard, and I felt myself hit the back of the throat. Then I pushed just a little more and I felt my thick curve squeeze past his uvula and his nose hit my pubic bone. I’d had women take me like this but never a child. It felt SO good and I imagined my precum dripping directly down his throat, when he started pulling back violently. Oh right, he needed to breathe. He came back up from under the covers, snotty and breathing heavy. I said, “Oh, I’m sorry, sorry baby, I didn’t mean to choke you!” He kept staring at my eyes for a moment as his breathing subsided and then disappeared under the blanket again. I felt his mouth around my cock, and he impaled his face again as far as it would go. I imagined cumming this way, and he held it there until he pulled off gagging. He did it once more but the gag came more quickly. He came back up and said, “I want to get good at that.” I said, “Most ADULTS can’t get it that far down their throats. You’re a natural.” I wiped the snot off his nose with the sheet and kissed him deeply again. Jerico suddenly swiveled around so his back was to me and yanked down his Spiderman undies. He pushed his ass back until it hit my cock. “I want you to fuck me” he said flatly. I put my arms around him and held him tight, my hard cock wedged between his cheeks. He was crying again. “Hey, Jer, it’s okay,” I said. I rubbed his tummy with my hand. “I want you to fuck me,” he said again, sobbing this time. “Am I too ugly for you to fuck me?” istanbul travesti “Jerico, you’re beautiful,” I replied. “Do you think about me when I’m not here?” he asked. “Hey,” I said, “That’s a question for Ollie, isn’t it? And I KNOW he thinks about you when you’re not here. You’re his best friend.” “I’m his BOYfriend,” he corrected me. “I guess he’s both, then,” I said. “Come on, fuck me,” he said. He reached and grabbed my cock and maneuvered his tiny hole against me and then started trying to back himself up onto my cock. He was wet so I said, “Is that cum?” He replied, “HE already fucked me. Qing. Like he’s probably fucking Ollie right now.” “Was that your first time, Jer?” I asked. “With a grown up,” he said. “It was… I didn’t like it.” “Why?” I said. I was sad that his very first time with a grown-up made him cry, even though calling Qing a ‘grownup’ was debatable. “Because it was my boyfriend’s boyfriend. It’s like he was showing off that he could just take anyone, even me.” I said, “But he fucked you, and he came in you. You turned him on, right?” He replied, “Ugh, it’s so hard to explain to you. Just fuck me.” I replied, “Okay, sexy boy.” I told myself he needed this fuck to feel desired. This might take a lot of therapy in the future but I needed to show him right now that he was desirable. “I’m gonna fuck your cute ass then,” I whispered. I started sliding in and at the thick part he put his hand on my leg to stop me. “Oh, ow!” He said. “Just relax,” I whispered. “You’re so fucking hot, Jerico.” I added. I felt him start to relax around my cock and he pushed himself backward slowly. Soon I was all the way inside and still he pushed back harder on me. I put my arms around him and held him. He said, “I wish I could die just like this.” I asked, “Or doing this?” as I started to slowly move back and forth. “Oh….MyGod.” he said. My fingers felt for his nipples and found them. I kissed his neck. I wanted him to enjoy this. He was moaning nonstop as I played him like an instrument. After just about a minute he convulsed and I felt his asshole spasming as he came in my sheets. I froze, willing myself not to cum yet. Then I started to move a little. “Ow, Ow,” he said. Oh shit, now he wants me to pull out, I thought. I should have let myself cum when he did. He started to pull away but the thick part of my cock held me in like a stopper and the stretch was just painful enough for him that he stopped. The blood in my cock was still pounding and I had blue balls. “Let’s just stay like this,” I said. “Ok,” he said. I held him and he sniffled as fresh tears flowed. Jerico said, “I love you Mr. Johnson.” I said, “I love you too Jerico, like a son.” He said, “Like Ollie?” I said, “I love you both.” He said, “No, I mean I LOVE you. YOU should be my boyfriend.” I said, “Oh Baby, I love you more than a boyfriend would. Ollie loves you more than a boyfriend would. We both adore the fuck out of you.” “Yeah?” He replied. The sentimental feelings overwhelmed me as he shifted slightly and my throbbing cock felt some new friction. “OhGod,” I said as I tipped right past the point of no return. I held him tightly as my cock started throbbing uncontrollably. I imagined that my cock was probably shooting its load forcefully right against Jer’s prostate. “Oh!” he said. “Oh, yeah!” I felt his arms move as he started touching himself again. “Stay in me,” he said. My hands started roaming over his body, his chest stomach and nipples as I did what was needed to get him off again. When my flaccid cock had slipped out, he turned around and started kissing me again. Such a good kisser with a mouth like a girl’s, I thought. Soon he was panting in my mouth as he brought himself off. I felt his cum splash on my leg and as he came down from the orgasm I touched it and brought it to my lips. “Mmm, tastes nice,” I said. He quickly scooted his softening cock up to my lips. It was the first time I’d seen it up close. It was small and uncut, now retreating into the sheath framed in Jer’s wisps of curly dark hair. I sucked it into my mouth and squeezed the tube with my tongue to milk the remaining drops out. “Ah, ah!” he exclaimed. He pulled his sensitive cock from my lips. “Sorry Jer, I know how that feels… it’s a beautiful cock,” I said.

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