Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2003 15:14:12 +1200
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: Cherry Blossom/short story/adult youth

			      CHERRY BLOSSOM

				 By Arthur


Authors Note:

I hope you can enjoy this short tale as it is not my normal format but if
you wish to respond and offer comments please send to rochopa@xtra.co.nz.


All the usual warnings that are needed go with the reading of this short
story, age, religion, sexual preference or lack of, so if you don't measure
up to the standards of your community then you better go read Harry Potter.

This story is based on fiction and is written as fiction for lovers of
fiction.  The copyright belongs to the author and any use by a pay sight is
verboten without his permission.

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I have a fetish, we all have fetishes, some are feet fetishes some are
those big lumps women have out the front like crash bars on stock cars and
others like fingers, or mouths, mine is eyes.

Dark brooding eyes like a Latin lover, azure blue eyes like a deep sea of
the Nordics, green come to bed eyes of the good old down home boys or the
calf like sleepy brown eyes of a young Island boy.

All these types set me off at one time or another and I would dream of the
day when I would have all of them surrounding me as young catamites for the
rest of my life.

There was one type of eyes that however took me away from dreams, they were
seductive, calm, mysterious, warm, loving, trusting and but for modern
conventions would be mine, but they belonged to someone that was at first
sight to young and therefore untouchable.

I settled deeper into the warm white sand of the beach, the wavelets
bounced onto the shore scattering the small crabs as they looked for their
meal.

The small figure jumped and laughed as he chased the crabs and dodged the
tiny waves, his lithe form covered in only the skimpiest of Speedo's as his
rich glossy ebony hair shone in the afternoon sun.

His suntan was just beginning to show on the pale skin as his parents stood
back and watched his antics on the shoreline, his small package pushing
outward at the tight fabric that covered his small morsel of boyhood.

I watched through the lens of my boy watchers (sunglasses) and turned
toward the parents, looking over them through the tinted lens, they seemed
almost to hate the boy as he gamboled on the sand.

There was something strange here but it was really no business of mine,
they were a family out for the day enjoying the seaside, I looked back to
the boy, he was now wading out into the water until it was at a level just
below his tiny package.

As the next wavelet came he tried to jump high over it but mistimed the
jump and ended up coming down into the top of it.

The water went up to his neck and he appeared to momentarily panic as the
water rose suddenly and lifted him off his feet only to toss him head first
into the light foam as the wave curled over him.

I turned to see where the parents were or if they were already going to
help the boy, they were nowhere to be seen, they had disappeared into
nothing in the few seconds that I had watched that delight in the water.

Quickly turning back to where the boy was I saw him floating face down a
few feet from the edge of the shore so without further thought I made a run
for him and as I pounded into the water his head lifted and his breath
spluttered out as he tried to orientate himself.

What could I do, no one had even seen him go under and his parents had
mysteriously disappeared, I did the only thing I could and bending down
scooped him up into my arms as he choked the salt water back up and out of
his mouth to return it to the sea.

I looked down and it was then that I was smitten with those eyes, they were
a cross between angel and doe, dark brown almost black, the slant of them
and the length of the black lashes threw aside any thoughts I had of
leaving the boy on the beach until his parents returned.

I carried him back to my place on the sand and laid him down on the towel
as he choked up the last of the Pacific Ocean onto the sand.

Opening his eyes further he then reached up to me and with small tears like
diamond droplets running down his peach bloom cheeks he wrapped his arms
around my neck and pulled himself up to me until his head was tucked into
my shoulder.

I could feel the fluttering of his lashes as his eyes tried to wipe away
the tears, his chest heaved in silent shudders as he lay there.

A small quiet voice came to me in a strangely accented tone.

"Take me with you."

I must be dreaming again, did he say he wanted to go with me? no I must
have been mistaken, what would I be doing with this young Asian water
sprite.

"Wh...what did you say?"

"Take me with you...please."

"But...but...what about your family?"

"They are not my family."

"But...but...well I'm a single man...and ...well it's not allowed."

"But you have to take me, I belong to you now."

"How do you figure that?"

"You saved my life so now my life belongs to you."

"But those people, you belong to them."

"No, they don't want me any more, they want younger boys, I'm to old now."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Y...you can't be, you look no more than nine or ten."

"I know, if you take me now that I belong to you I will tell you
everything."

"But I don't know how to look after you, I don't know what to do."

"Then if I can't go with you I will have to walk into the water, it is much
to dishonorable for me if you refuse me, my life is yours if you do not
want it then I will have give it to the sea."

I began to splutter some inane excuses but as I looked down at those almond
eyes begging me to take him all my strength drained from me and I knew he
would be coming back to my two bedroom flat.

"Where's your clothes, you can't walk around all day like that?"

The cherubic head lifted and looked over toward where the supposed parents
had been standing, he pointed to a small white plastic shopping bag on the
sand.

"There."

"Ok, do you want to go get them and dress?"

"You won't leave me will you?"

"No, uhm...what's your name anyway?"

"Western men call me Sami with an I."

"Uhm ok Sami with an I, I promise to wait right here for you."

The little figure jumped from my arms and scooted over to the bag trying to
keep his eyes on me the whole time in case I decided to leave him, `sorry
Sami with an I not a chance of leaving you now.'

Sami was all of 4'10" tall and very slim only a close look into those
glowing almond eyes told you a different story of his supposed innocence
and boyishness.

The little dynamo was on his way back to where I sat waiting, his slim
little legs kicking up sand as he ran, dropping the bag he made a head long
dive at my chest with his arms held open.

I just managed to close my arms around him as his head hit my shoulder and
a small voice came out again with the lilting accent.

"Thank you."

An older couple arm in arm walked past and with a smile on their face said
to me.

"What a beautiful son you have, is your wife Asian?"

"Er, uhm, yes she was."

"Was! Oh we're sorry to hear that, you look after your boy so well, it's
good to see a father taking care of his children properly."

"Ahm, yes thank you, he's quite a boy this one."

The two of them smiled nodding their heads again and with a little wave
they went on their way.

I heard a tinkling bell close to me and then realized it was laughter
coming from the imp in my lap.

"See, it is going to be ok for us, I just knew it would be when I saw you."

I looked down and apart from those eyes looking up at me there was a 3" rod
staring up as well through the thin fabric of his Speedo's.

"Ah Sami I think you better get dressed, it's time to take you home then we
have to talk."

"Yes...uhm...name, or do I call you Sir?"

"Eh, oh..ah yes...sorry my names Collin."

"Ok Collin with an N...hehehehe...we go now."

Sami took out a pair of clean baggy shorts that looked as though they were
an old pair of English Bombay Bloomers from the Second World war days and a
plain white tee shirt, turning his back for a moment he dropped his little
Speedo's and quickly pulled on the shorts then slipped the tee shirt over
the top.

The lack of embarrassment and the thin legs showing from the larger legs of
the shorts almost looked comical if it hadn't been for the situation he was
in.

Once we were back at my car he waited patiently for me to open the
passenger door and then slipped in and sat very straight with a far away
look in those eyes.

"You ok Sami?"

"Yes Collin, thank you, I am just trying to sort out everything so I can
tell you my story right."

"Ok Sami, you take your time, now lets get out of here and to your new
home, how I'm going to explain you to others has got me beat though, Oh
well we'll just have to find a way later."

I started the car and headed for home with my prize of prizes sitting
beside me still with that dreamy look in `those' eyes.

My family owned the block of apartments where I stayed so although I was
the black sheep of the family I was allowed to stay rent-free as long as I
managed the others when not at work.

I very rarely saw the family as I had no ambition to join their ranks of
professional standing and preferred to work in more mundane jobs that took
my fancy, my father had passed away and my mother was the matriarch of the
whole shebang.

I pulled into the private driveway next to my flat and we both got out and
as I made to go to open the front door a small soft thin hand took mine in
a possessive grasp and followed me inside.

"Oh, this is so much bigger than the room I lived in, and you have
everything in it."

The small plastic bag holding all his worldly possessions, one pair of wet
Speedo's, was gently placed on a side table in the entrance as we went into
the lounge.

"Take a seat over there Sami, I'll just get us something to drink, coke be
ok for you?"

"Yes thank you Collin."

I went and got a coke for Sami and a beer for myself then returned to the
lounge where he sat patiently waiting for me.

After handing him his drink I took a chair opposite him and settling back
looked again at this elfin boy so small looking in the large arm chair.

"Well Sami I think I better find out who is staying in my house now don't
you?"

"Promise you won't be mad at me or throw me out when I tell you?"

"Sami regardless of what you tell me, you will have a place here, ok?"

"Thank you Collin, well to begin my name is Sung Il Jun, I was born in
north Korea in a small farming village near the Chinese border. My father
was a farmer and when the winter got really bad he had to borrow money to
feed us all, I have six brothers and sisters, I'm the middle son. It was
when I was six years old and the winter was really bad so my father asked a
Chinese man for the money, it was at lot, I think nearly $1000.00 American
dollars. When the time came to pay back the Chinese man my father didn't
have enough so the man said that if he let him have one of his boys to work
in his house over the border he would pay him and then my father would be
able finish the debt."

"How long ago was this Sami?"

"Nearly ten years ago."

"And you've been working for him all this time to pay back a thousand
dollars?"

"No, I was only there a month and he said I didn't work hard enough to pay
the interest so he wanted to take me to a doctor to have an operation to
make me stronger so I could work harder."

"Sounds strange, but ok go on."

"The doctor looked at me and he talked very fast to the man, I didn't
understand Chinese language at that stage so I didn't know what they were
saying. The man said yes and the doctor took me into a room with a table
and lots of instruments, he gave me a prick with a needle and when I woke
up I was in a bed with white sheets and, well down there I was all
bandaged.  It didn't hurt then but later it really began to sting a
lot. The doctor would come in and take off the bandage then give me some
pills and I would go back to sleep. After one week it didn't hurt any more
and the doctor said I had to go back to the man now to do my new work."

"What did the doctor do Sami?"

Sami got out of the chair and came over to me then with a grimace he took
off his tee shirt and dropped his baggy shorts on the floor, he stood naked
before me his smooth skin shining like alabaster and as I looked down at
his now 2" flaccid little boy toy I saw that the foreskin had been cut back
so that it was just covering the edge of his small red glans.

"Oh I see he circumcised you, well that's not to bad."

A tear appeared at the edge of Sami's eyes as he reached down and took hold
of his small penis and lifted it up, all I could do was let out a loud
gasp.

Where his small jewels should have been was...nothing... just a small scar,
the bastards had castrated a small boy before he was even old enough to
know what the world was all about.

"Wh...why...what...oh god Sami, I'm so sorry, but why?"

"They wanted me to be a Cherry Blossom Boy."

"I'm sorry I don't understand."

"In Asian life it is very rare to find boys that are young and can take men
so that they think the boy is always a virgin, when they sent me out they
would take me to a man and tell him I had never been with anyone
before. When I had been with a few men my owner would rub some paste on
my...well my place...and next day it would be very tight again, they like
to see a Cherry Blossom Boy bleed when they finished putting it in
them. Every time they did it, it hurt so much just like the first time my
owner did it to me. They made the men use those rubber things all the time
so I would be ok for a lot of years and not get disease."

By this time Sami was sitting cradled in my lap facing away from me with
his slender back against my chest, he was sitting on my now rock hard
shaft, even with this tale of horror I was as hard as a tree trunk. Sami
wriggled a little to get more comfortable.

"Why didn't you run away when you got the chance?"

"They never gave me a chance, when we went to a mans room my owner would
have a chain and lock on my wrist so I couldn't run and when the man
finished with me my owner would come in and fix the lock back on and take
me back home, see this is it here."

He lifted his right arm and what I though was a wrist watch cover turned
out to be a wrist band with a small steel ring hidden under the flap,
looking closer I could see that the band was riveted together and could not
be removed unless cut off, that was going to be my first job as soon as he
finished his tale.

"But ten years with that man must have paid off your fathers debt many
times over."

"I thought so but when I asked him he said I had all the interest to pay,
it was 50% per month and I had to pay for my food and room and my clothes
and all the travel to go to men's hotels. He was not my only owner, when he
got tired of me he sold me to a man from Japan, after two years he sold me
to another man from Hong Kong. I stayed in Hong Kong for three years and
then I was sold to that last couple, they took me to Australia because I
was to well known in Hong Kong. Last week they told me all the debts had
been paid off and they would take me on a vacation to celebrate so they
brought me here two days ago. This morning I asked then if they were going
to get me to work here as well, the man just hit me and said that I'm no
good any more, I'm to old to be a Cherry Blossom Boy and they didn't need
me. Today was going to be my party day but they just left me, I sort of
thought it might be after the vacation and I could go back to Korea but now
I know it's all over, when I saw them leaving the beach I just knew."

"What about your passport?"

"They have it, it's not my real name on it, I think they use the same one
all the time for other boys as well."

I looked down at this incredible boy and saw that his hair was still wet
from the swim or so I thought, he turned his head and looking up into my
eyes he lifted his hands and wiped away the tears from my eyes, it was then
I realized I had been crying through the whole of his story.

Sami wriggled around until he was facing me and with a gentle kiss on each
eye he smiled at me then said.

"Please don't cry Collin, the story is over and my old life is ended, you
are my new life now, we can start from the beginning."

I looked once more down at the small package and took note of the two or
three wisps of dark hair trying to show them selves, his rod was now back
to it's full 3" The small slit at the top incapable of giving out his
nectar for all his life.

Sami knelt across my lap looking into my eyes, his hands going down to my
waist and started to open my shorts.

"It's time to make love Collin, they used paste on me last night so I will
be tight for you, will you make me bleed again so I know I'm yours
forever?"

"But it will hurt you again?"

"The hurt before from those other men was from lust and hate, I want it
this time because it will be the hurt of love, you do love me don't you
Collin?"

"Even more now than before your tale Sami."

"Then take off your shorts and sit back here again, I want to watch your
eyes when you take me in love."

"I want to watch your eyes as well my beautiful little Cherry Blossom Boy."



The End.