Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2001 02:47:18 -0800 (PST) From: Michael Loh <kimlo777@yahoo.com> Subject: A Singapore Tale-Youthful Memories Part 3 A Singapore Tale-Youthful Memories Part 3 During the year-end school break, I again stayed at granny's for 2 weeks. Three days into the break, Mr Johnson invited me over to his house for a movie and this time granny could not decline the invitation. So after dinner and a good wash, granny dressed me in new clean set of clothings and I was off to Mr Johnson's for the movie. I was expecting the neighbourhood's boys to be there, but I was wrong. There was only me and Mr Johnson who welcomed me wearing only a bathrobe. His wife and daughter had gone home to visit relatives and his son was out partying with friends and was expected home late. He sat me down on a nice soft sofa in front of a large screen. The movie was good - cartoons - which every young lad would enjoy. He was a generous host too; serving me cordial, ice-cream and cookies. Stuff I don't get to eat at home. Halfway through the movie, the images on the screen sought of started to flicker and new images started forming. What appeared then shocked me no ends. A Caucasian penis of immense dimensions was driven in and out a tiny Asian mouth, huge globs of saliva sliding down the sides of his chins. I was immediately captivated by the scenes and my interest was clearly evident by the small mound that showed through my cotton pants. Mr Johnson sat on his armchair quietly watching me then slowly let his bathrobe opened up exposing his huge erect cock. He walked towards me and placing the tip of his cock at my mouth, pushed my head towards his groin. Instinctively I opened my mouth and had the first taste of a European cock. It tasted different, the penis though fully erect lacked the hardness of the Chinese men that I have had. But the girth was much larger. Suddenly, the front door opened and in walked his son, Harry. "What in heavens is happening here, dad?" he squealed. Mr Johnson quickly stuffed his rampant cock under his bathrobe and I was politely asked to leave the house. I had no idea what transpired after that. But a few days later, I happened to bump into Harry again while making my way to the local market. He seemed embarrassed to see me, but I made the first move of greeting him with a cheerful 'good morning' - the English style. He hastily apologized to me for his father's behaviour and made me promise to keep it a secret especially from his mother. I naturally agreed. He heaved a sigh of relief and with his arms over my shoulder we walked together down the quiet lane towards the market. Then out of the blue he asked if I enjoyed what his father made me do. I coyly nodded my head and he laughed. On the reaching the main road, we parted ways and I was not to see him again until the following week ... at the swimming pool. This time he was already in the shower when I arrived and strangely he didn't try to hide from me. We talked as we showered and then he asked whether his manhood was as big as his father's. I asked if he was weird and he said he was only curious. I replied that I couldn't tell since he was not erect. Then he asked if I like to follow him home cause no one was in that afternoon. I gladly give my swimming a miss and followed him home. He brought me to his bedroom and locked the door behind us. Then he took off his clothing and sitting on the edge of his bed starting to stroke his cock until it became real hard. Then he asked me again whether his was as big or bigger than his dad's. I thought his was larger. Then he asked if his was harder too. I reached for his huge cock and fondled it for a while then told him that his was not only bigger but harder, just like the Asian men that I have had before. He asked me about my experiences with the other Asian men and as I related the stories, he sat on his bed stroking his cock until his swollen head was coated with precum. He asked whether I like to taste his precum. I flicked my tongue across his piss hold and tasted his precum. Then he continued masturbating himself as I watched. Suddenly he started to groan and without any warning, shot a geyser of hot spunk all over his chest. Strangely, his cock just wouldn't get soft after his orgasm. Instead, he came towards me and placing his still rampant cock in front of my face, he whispered to me to suck him. Enveloping my young small lips around his cockhead, I began sucking his cock and licking his cockhead with the tongue. Within less than a minute he shot a second load of cum into my mouth. As if feeling guilty he apologized to me for his rash behaviour. It was a pity but I never got to taste Harry's big cock again after that incident. Everytime we meet I could see the hunger in his eyes but he just wouldn't give in to the temptation. Only once, some years later, he let me watch him wank himself crazy at the swimming pool toilet.