Date: Wed, 4 Aug 2010 08:14:46 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Chinese Exchange Student, Part Two" by Jay Roberts   Gay Interracial

"The Chinese Exchange Student, Part Two" by Jay Roberts
                                        Gay interracial



I woke up with a start, my cell phone across the room was ringing
sharply.  I tried to get out of bed quickly to catch the call,
tangled in the sheets, fell on my ass, but I made it.

It was my boss, the managing partner of the law firm.  There was
a bad turn in our law suit against a pharmaceutical company, our
top witness changed her mind.  We had to redo part of our suit,
he wanted me to come in immediately.

I didn't want to wake Mike.  I left a note advising that I would
be back later today and for him to either help himself to stuff
in the frig, or order from the deli, number on a magnet on the
frig door.  "Tell them to put it on my bill."

The work to be done only took about two hours and I headed back
to my house.  I noticed there was a white scooter leaning against
the bricks beside the door.

I went in.  I checked the kitchen.  Wow, he really ordered up a
storm, the place was a mess.  I read the bill, smoked salmon,
eggs and truffles, chicken liver and onions, scones and more.  My
boy sure had fancy tastes.

I went toward the bed because I heard some sound coming from
there.  The door was ajar.  There was Mike, standing naked, his
prick being sucked by waiter Sean who was on his knees, his eyes
closed in ecstasy.  Mike caught sight of me, pointed down to the
buzzed head of Sean and gave me a thumbs up signal.

I started to leave.

"Hey Billy (now I Billy instead of Bill) "Sean is a mad boi for
sucking.  Give it a try."

Sean separated himself for a moment and looked at me, his eyes at
half mast.  He sure loved his avocation.

"Mr. Hansen, come on, I'll bring you home fast."

Mike nodded.  "Come, get naked, stand next to me.  This will be
good bonding experience."

What a fresh kid, but of course I complied and in a moment I was
standing right next to him, hip to hip.  Mike looked me over when
I was fully naked.  "Billy boy, you are a hot daddy.  What a bod,
and what a cock."

I'm only nine years older, no daddy, but I forgot my annoyance as
Sean switched over to envelop my prick with his puffy thick lips
and big wet tongue.  In a minute, I was transported.  Mike kept
watching me.  He asked, "You going to peak soon, you appear so."

I grunted "No, I'm enjoying this but I am not near nutting."

He chuckled archly, "Maybe I can help things along.  Age has its
privileges, you can cum first."

He got to work on me and I heard a droning in my ears as his
caresses took their toll on me.  He tweaked my nipples, then
licked them.  His hand was busy with my ball sac, hefting it,
tickling the back.  Pretty soon I was swaying against him.

"Don't fight it.  Let it happen," he whispered in my ear.

Sean began a faster and heavier sucking.  I began to wail in
pleasure.

"That's the way Billykins.  Go for it!"

I couldn't stop my orgasm if I wanted, Mike had me in his
control.  I gave in.  My hips began to start a fucking motion.
Sean moaned in pleasure.  He liked to be used as a fuck mouth.
My balls pulled up hard against the bottom of my shaft and my
cock began jumping and buzzing.  I held Mike's waist tightly to
keep from falling and spiraled into it.  I seemed to shoot
forever, my knees buckling with each spurt.  It was a glorious
cum.

Mike said, "I'm dying here.  I have to unload.  Sean, suck hard
and shake my balls back and forth."

In a moment his beautiful eyeballs rolled upward as he went into
orbit.  His lips pushed out in a pucker and he began sweating and
shaking.  He had left the world as his orgasm took over his body.
I held him until the storm passed.

Finally we thought about poor Sean, pretty Sean, needy Sean.
"Should be get him off?" Mike asked, but Sean sheepishly pointed
to the floor.  A puddle of his spooge lay glinting in the shaft
of sun from the window.

"See," Mike said, "He gets off just getting you off.  Hey Sean,
don't you have to be back at the restaurant.  Sean looked
shocked.

"OMG, I gotta get going."

He pulled up his black waiter's pants and ran down to his bike,
buttoning up on the way.

"Well now we are suck companions, dear Bill.  Say, what
restaurant tonight.  Sean's place is a little middle brow.  And
tomorrow night, the opera, I can't wait.  I've already called and
ordered a tuxedo, unless you think a full dress would be more
correct."

"Hey kiddo, you are making my head spin.  Your blazer is good
enough.  You been seeing too many old American movies, except on
opening night, you rarely see people in dinner jackets."

Mike said that he doesn't mind getting dressed up, but he'd
follow my lead.  "Now the restaurant.  I heard Four Seasons is
good."

"Yeah, good and expensive, but one time only, okay.  I'll call
for a reservation."


End Part Two