I'm Jeremy. I'm 22 years old and about 5' 8"s tall. I've hovered around 140 lbs. most of my adult life, not an imposing figure by any means, but I honestly feel I'm better than average. I'm a very shy, quiet guy. I'm also gay and can be a bit of a fem boy, and a bit of a submissive, but I don't try to flaunt it, except in the bedroom. I realized and accepted what pushed my buttons several years ago.
I'm still kind of in the closet, not completely in the closet mind you, but definitely not ashamed of being gay. However, I don't feel the need to advertise it either and I think that really holds me back from getting into relationships. I just don't put myself out there like some guys do.
I don't hang out in gay bars and think I sometimes unconsciously try to appear straight. I'm definitely a bottom, that's one thing I know for sure. Nothing makes me happier than servicing a man's cock. It doesn't happen often, but when I get the chance to enjoy a nice cock, I literally jump on it.
While somewhat limited, I have had more than a few physical experiences with men. Definitely considering myself a bottom, I'm attracted to men that act like men, and take advantage of my submissive nature. I love to please with my mouth and ass. I have enjoyed every sexual tryst I have ever had so far, but am adventurous enough to know there is more out there that I could explore.
I don't wear LBGTQ logos on my clothes or flaunt my sexual persuasion to anybody. It's my business and I keep it my business. I wish I could have a more productive sex life, but I'm a mix of kind of shy, unsure and awkward. Still again, I have managed a few encounters in my life.
I live on a commercially zoned street, where most of the business owners live above their shops. That's the way this neighborhood has always been, and probably always be. I still live in the same apartment building that my parents lived in when I was born. Most of the people here are the same people that have lived here my whole life, or their next generation has taken their place. My parents unexpectedly departed my life when I was 18 years old. A tragic auto accident caused by a drunk kid, who ironically survived the accident without much more than a scratch.
My father was a successful stock broker and I inherited enough monies when my parents passed away to last me a lifetime. I love it here and I have no desire to ever leave. Within a 4-5 block walk from my house, I can buy almost everything I need. I grew up in this neighborhood and will probably die here someday.
I work with computers for a living. I was always interested in them, I'm kind of a nerd I guess. I'm the guy you call when your computer crashes or when it gets a virus. I don't advertise, so most of my business comes from word of mouth. I have a bachelor's degree in computer science, have worked for some national electronic store chains, and am currently taking some continued education classes. I have worked as a computer support specialist, a commercial programmer, a network architect, but now mostly do repair and maintenance. I set up a lot of accounting software for companies.
You wouldn't believe what I run across when I get on a person's personal computer. All their dirty little secrets can easily be found, mostly explicit nude pictures and pornographic websites. They think they are well hidden in secret files, or erased from their recent history, but that's hardly the case as they just pop up at the click of a button if you know where to look.
Lee Wang, lives on my block. I've known him almost all my life. We're not what you call close friends, but we are cordial to each other and have made small talk when our paths have crossed over the years. He seems like a really good guy. I would like to be his friend, but I don't think he's looking to befriend a gay guy. I think he's always been one year behind me in school, as he's ready to graduate this year. He has lived on the same street as me for as long as I can remember.
His father has a corner grocery store and both Lee, his father and his grandfather live upstairs. Mr. Wang seems like an old fashion, hard working man and is respectful to everyone. Probably no more that 5' 8"s himself, he seemed always full of energy. He speaks what I call "broken English", but he speaks it clearly and confidently, so he's very easy to understand. Mr. Wang works all day, every day. That's all he ever does. He's probably around 60 years old and always in that store. Either running the register, stocking groceries, sweeping or anything that a store owner does, that man never stops moving. Open from 6AM til 6PM every single day of the week, the man is a workaholic. I can't remember ever seeing that store closed for the day.
Grandfather Wang, he's a one of a kind. I don't think he speaks any English at all. I have never heard him speak anything but a fast, choppy Mandarin, when he rarely does have something to say. He looks like he's about 5' 8"s tall also, 100 years old and maybe 120 lbs., it makes me wonder where Lee got his height from. I'm exaggerating on his age a bit, but seriously, he looks really old and fragile. All bony and frail, he looks like a strong gust of wind could just blow him away. He just sits in a lawn chair, in the corner of the grocery store all day long, always drinking a cup of his brewed herbal tea. I remember Mr. Wang once told me years ago, when I was a little kid, that the tea Grandfather Wang always drank, was a special magical brew passed down through the family. Again, I was a kid, a little skeptical of this story, but couldn't discount it 100%. I listened intently when he told me, not sure if he was joking or not.
Lee's mother had died of cancer a few years ago and Lee helped his father run the store. That mixed with his school work kept him really busy. Lee's around my age, I would guess 21, maybe 22 years old. He was born in America, a first generation Wang born here, and doesn't really embrace his father's Asian lifestyle. Lee is also very Americanized compared to his father and grandfather. He once told me years ago, that he doesn't even like Chinese food and prefers pizza and hamburgers.
I personally consider Lee both handsome and sexy, but even though I fantasized about him occasionally, I never really thought anything could happen between us. Lee is pretty tall, close to 6 foot and he's pretty athletic too. I used to see him play basketball with the local kids at the park down the street. I would watch from a distance. He could hold his own on the court with them, and he's still in very good shape. I adore his skin tone, his complexion and his exotic looks. I would never say no to him if anything sexual ever arose between us, but fat chance of that ever happening.
A few weeks ago I was walking down the sidewalk past his dad's store. The closed sign was on the door and I saw inside that Lee was sweeping the floor. He saw me through the window and when I waved at him, he smiled and nodded a silent hello back to me. I was about halfway down the block when I heard him calling my name. Turning, I stopped and saw him running after me. He asked if I could look at his computer, telling me that after a recent automated update, everything looked different and he was having a hard time navigating as the settings had changed. I told him I could come by tomorrow, or maybe the next day, but he asked if I could look at it now, as he desperately needed it for his school work.
It was about 6:30 and like I said before, the store was already closed. I agreed to take a look at Lee's computer and he led me up the stairs to his family's living area, my first time ever being up there before. Mr. Wang was in the kitchen chopping some vegetables, noticing me, he nodded a polite hello. Grandpa Wang also noticed me, still drinking his herbal tea with a cone of incense clouding up the air above him. He just stared at me as I followed Lee to his bedroom.
Lee logged onto his computer explaining the problem in detail as I took over control of the mouse. I looked through his settings, looking for any new programs or updates as he leaned over my shoulder watching. After about 10 minutes of intently watching my every move on his computer, I broke the silence in the room and spoke, "Lee, why don't you have a seat and let me try and figure this out. It may take a few minutes."
"I'm sorry Jeremy, I'm not trying to your steal trade secrets." he laughed. "I was just watching and if you don't need me, would you mind if I took a quick shower?"
