Date: Sun, 6 Nov 2005 08:08:32 -0800 (PST)
From: AH
Subject: Studying Abroad part 1

I can't believe I'm going to China was all I could think as I lay awake in
my bed. The clock read 4:05 a.m. but it seemed like time was moving at an
excruciatingly slow pace. I didn't want to be in bed anymore. I wanted to
be on the 747, headed towards "The best semester of my life," at least
that's what the study abroad advisor had told me.
      I had been interested in China my whole life. My grandmother was
actually Chinese but she married a German. If that wasn't confusing enough,
my dad went on to marry a beautiful, tall woman from Spain with a very
Mediterranean complexion. So, I'm a huge meld of sorts. They say that Asian
mixes are really attractive. I'm not full of myself or anything, but I'd
have to say it's true.
      I ended up being a split of their best features. I'm about six-three,
165 lean pounds, dark brown hair with eyes to match. I loved sports growing
up, so all the years of Soccer, Tennis and Swimming gave me a pretty hot
body. All the girls in high-school told me I was pretty anyway. Only
problem was, they didn't do much for me.
      I've known I was gay since I first started fooling around with my
best friend during sleep-over's when we were six. It was hard for me to be
open about it though, and so I spent most of my time playing sports or
studying for school. High-school didn't really afford me a flourishing
social life. That all changed once I got to college.
      I came out almost immediately after starting freshman year and the
rest has been good times ever since. Apparently, college guys seemed to
think I was as hot as the high-school girls did. I have never been arrogant
or cocky; I just took each compliment with gratitude. Though I have to say,
I was kind of promiscuous freshman and sophomore years as I came into my
own identity. But that's all behind me now. All I can focus on is my
future...and China!
      The plain to Shanghai was long and boring. The only redeeming value
to it was the friends I made on the way who were also in my program. I did
the normal, sizing everyone up for potential friends / fuck buddies. Most
of the guys didn't really do it for me, mostly book-worm types. There was
one, however-the only one-who was incredibly cute. Swimmers build and
California surfer's style. He had crystal blue eyes and shaggy sandy-blond
hair. He was about six foot even, and very lean. He also had a model-pretty
face.
      "So, why are you going to China?" I asked.
      "Just studying, how about you?" A short reply.
      "Same. I'm Christian," I said sticking out my hand.
      "Aiden. Nice to meet you." He shook back.
      This was going to be fun. We spent the next week doing orientation.
The program directors showed us around Shanghai, took us on tours, and
treated us to dinners. It was nice actually. I spent the time flirting with
Aiden, and making friends. We developed little cliques among people who
were like us. It was typical. But Aiden never really showed any sign that
he was interested. I started to give up hope around day five.
      One day, we were riding on a chartered bus going to Shanghai's famous
Pu Dong district when I decided to out myself to him, just so he would know
I was interested. We were talking to our "friends" and the subject of
night-life came up.
      "Do you think they have good clubs here?" Trish, one of the girls
asked.
      "I hear they do. The only problem is Shanghai's gay scene sucks!" I
exclaimed. Two of the girls just kind of laughed, the others didn't say
anything. It startled me for a second. I'm not at all obvious; at least I
don't think so. People generally are very surprised to find out. So when I
didn't get the normal reaction of "...wait....wait...what!?!" I felt a little
weird. Then it occurred to me, they were waiting for Aiden's reaction. They
were all staring at him; just fixated, waiting to see how he'd respond. I
think they pegged him for the gay one rather than me. He smiled.
      "So you're gay? That's cool. I have loads of gay friends back home. I
am from San Francisco after all." He said nonchalantly. Damn!
      Everything was pretty quite after that. I had settled into the
realization that the only guy on the trip worth hooking up with was not
interested, which was fine. I mean, it will make things harder but I'd find
people in Shanghai.
      We spent all day touring and didn't get home till around 10 p.m. This
is normally not late at all, but when coupled with 13 hour jet-lag I was
beat. I said goodnight to Aiden and the group and went up to my apartment
(we were all living in separate apartments in the same building) and went
to bed.
      The apartments were beautiful. The door opened into a vary spacious
living / entertainment room that came furnished with plush leather couches
and ultra modern furniture. The apartments were used by the communist
government to show westerners that they had reached the west's advancement
level. It wasn't true, but hey, I wasn't complaining. The apartment also
included marbled bathroom and small kitchen and a large bedroom complete
with queen-sized bed. I headed straight for it.
      In my rush to sleep I did however forget to remove the key from my
door, just shutting it behind me. I went to my room and fell asleep. I
don't know how long I had been out, but I was awaken by someone in my room.
      "Christian, you awake?" The voice said. It belonged to a person
sitting at the edge of my bed. I was too groggy to recognize who, but it
made me uncomfortable. I love to sleep naked and having someone unannounced
wake me while I'm sleeping naked was a little startling.
      "Yeah, now I am. Who is that" I asked.
      "It's Aiden. Sorry, your keys were in your door so I thought you'd be
awake. I just wanted to give them to you." He said, though his voice had
that timbre of a person telling you only half a truth.
      "Thanks man. I appreciate it. Is there anything else?" I paused,
waiting for a response. I could hear his breathing get heavier.
      "No, not really. That's it." He said. And made to get up. I stopped
him.
      "Aiden, you live on the 17th floor and I live on the 21st floor. You
had to have come up here to tell me something first, and then noticed the
key in the door. So...what's up?" I was now awake enough to think logically.
      "It's nothing really. I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the
gym together tomorrow (the apartments came completely equipped). It could
have waited till the morning. Sorry to have woken you." He said. He patted
my leg, which had been exposed, in a half rubbing half patting kind of
way. It sent chills up my spine. I was getting turned on! It occurred to me
that while his excuse made sense, it didn't fit with his unwillingness to
go into it. Hoping that I wasn't reading too much into it I decided to make
a move.
      "I'll walk you to the door." I said. I got up (it was dark) and
walked over to my door. I opened it and let the dimmed light from the
chandelier in the living room enter my bedroom. From the way the light hit
my body you could tell that I was wearing less clothes, but not that I was
completely naked. I let him go out first. As soon as I entered the living
room however, it became clear. I wasn't wearing any clothes. Moreover, my
cock, now half-excited, perched up a little and swelled. It was about 6
inches flaccid and pretty thick. Now I was showing a good 7 inches.
      "Dude, you're naked!" Aiden said in shock. He was smiling a little.
      "Nice of you to notice. I always sleep naked, so what? It's not like
you've never seen a cock before." I winked at him and smiled. At this point
I was leaning against the edge of the door, holding on to the handle. It
was as seductive as I could manage without looking stupid. He couldn't stop
looking at me. He scanned me, quickly (thinking perhaps that I wouldn't
notice) from head to toe. Down my pecs, abs, the "v" which I was so proud
of, down my crotch, my naturally hairless legs, all the way to my ankles
and back up again. It was all the signal I needed.
      I slammed the door shut, pressed my hand to his chest and pushed him
against the door. I leaned in quickly, advancing at his face but stopping
just short. Our lips could not have been more than an inch apart. I smiled
and waited. If he wanted me, he would have to show it.
      He did. Finally, he came forward. He grabbed the back of my head with
one had and pressed his lips against mine. We were pushing against each
other so hard our lips could have left indentations. Our tongues explored
every facet of each other's mouths. It was passionate. The energy that
erupted was nothing short of explosive. This wasn't going to be a gentle
love session. I was going to fuck him hard!
      I grabbed his t-shirt (which he was wearing as a pajama top) and
pulled it over his head. His chest was even more beautiful than I had
imagined. He was tight, with a perfect 6 pack. His "v" wasn't as developed
as mine but it didn't matter. He was hot. I swung him around, and pushed
him back to my bedroom and on my bed. Once he was on his back I grabbed his
track pants and tore them off to reveal his massive cock. He must have been
a good 8 inches, rock hard, and thick. My cock had reached it's peak,
somewhere around 8 inches as well. I lay on top of him, and started
tongue-fucking his mouth again.
      We rubbed our cocks together while we kissed. Back and forth he would
move to the fucking motion. Ever time I pressed my cock harder against his
he would moan, the kind of pleasure you get from being totally engrossed in
the person you're fucking. I wanted his cock badly. Slowly I let my tongue
leave his mouth. I licked his lips, and then down to his neck. I worked my
way all around the side of his neck and lower ear lobe. He was moaning even
louder now. Leaving the neck I went to his nipples. Perfect. Quarter-sized
and hard. There wasn't a hair anywhere on his chest. I tongued his nipples
for a good five minutes, working on each slowly.
      Finally I was ready to claim my prize. I licked down the run in his
abs, down his waist line, to the base of his shaft. From there I licked up
the shaft and wrapped my mouth around his circumcised head. I explored
every inch of his cock and shaft with my tongue. I love to suck cock, and
it shows. Pretty soon he was ready to cum. I could feel the muscles in his
pelvis and ass tightening. He started to face fuck me. Grabbing the back of
my head with his hand, he rammed his cock in and out of my mouth.
      "Fuck. I'm gonna CUM!" he screamed. His hot man-juice squirted into
every corner of my mouth.  I loved it. Eruption after eruption, this boy
must have not had his cock sucked properly in a long time. I swallowed
every drop with joy. After it was over, it was my turn.
      "Stay there." I whispered, and kissed him quickly, letting him taste
the remains of him still in my mouth. I went to the dresser, opened the
door and pulled out the lube and condoms I brought from the states. I never
dreamed I would be using them so quickly after my arrival.
      After putting on the condom, I put some lube on my fingers. Slowly, I
massaged his hole. Around the outside at first, I fingered his eager
hole. He was moaning again, and his cock was back to full mast. Slowly, I
inserted one finger, then too. In and out I finger-fucked this Adonis on my
bed.
      "Oh, that feels so good. Mmmm....fuck me. FUCK ME!" he screamed
suddenly. I've never been one to not do as I'm told. Pressing the cut head
of my raging hard-on against his waiting hole, I leaned forward and started
kissing him again. Ever time I flung my tongue into his mouth I would push
deeper inside of him. Aiden seemed to be in ecstasy. Moaning loud and fast
now, I started pounding his ass. Every thrust I would drive myself deeper
inside of him.
      "How do you like that?" I grunted in between thrusts
      "Fucking amazing! Fuck me harder. Fuck me you cock-slut!" he
screamed.
      I loved dirty talk. Hearing him egg me on only made it better. Every
drive into him was another moment of bliss. I started to speed up. Faster
and harder I would fuck his hole. Every sense was heightened, especially
touch. The sweat dripping off of both our bodies was amazing. Running from
my forehead, down my neck and on to my shoulders where it met with his
ankles and ran down his legs. Deep inside me I could feel the orgasm
coming. As if planned, Aiden screamed "I'm gonna cum again!" Almost
simultaneously, we came together. His load shot all over my chest and neck
as I emptied my juice inside of him. 8 times in a row, each one as strong
as the last. It was unbelievable. At the end, we collapsed in each other's
arms.
      We lay there in silence for about 10 minutes. Just holding each
other, nothing could be heard but our heavy breathing. Finally Aiden broke
the silence,
      "Christian," he said, "I think I'm gay."
      "You definitely fuck like you are." I responded. We kissed again and
fell asleep in each others arms.