This is my first story. Please let me know what you think and if I should continue. I've read ton of stories over the years and felt it was payback time! My hat's off to all the authors on this site. I'm learning this takes time to do well!
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After my Friday night ordeal with Huan and then his younger brother, Tan, I was a bit of a wreck. My roommate, Alex had just given me an odd look when I came in, relatively disheveled, but thankfully was too engrossed in the game on TV to say anything.
Once I got behind my locked bedroom door, I fell face down on my bed. After a few minutes, my heart calmed down from the adrenaline rush of having to get beyond Alex and I rolled over and kicked off my running shoes. My mind was in constant playback mode seemingly going frame by frame through the events of the evening. Without thinking, I pulled off each of my socks and then my sweats. My dick had already spewed enough for two days in a few hours and my balls were numb. What did it all mean I wanted to know? I wasn't sure whether to be infuriated or turned on beyond belief.
I found my left hand reaching to my twitching ass and feeling what Tan had left there. For a moment, I was afraid—how could I have let that young punk fuck me raw? Then I remembered a comment he had made, "I always sheathe for the girls," and realized that in a unique way, he was truly marking me.
My eyes could still look up at his tight abs and powerful waist. That kid was built for fucking—something I could never deny. I had meant to take a hot shower and try to wash the smell of sex off my exhausted body but I was just too worn out. Naked now below the waist, I simply turned off my light and fell into a very deep sleep punctuated by intense dreams of Tan and his brother.
At 10:00 a.m., the smell of coffee coupled with blinding sun light tore me from my slumber. Thank God, Alex had made coffee. I needed to clear my head not sure of my memory or ability to have any sense of reality at that moment. I almost went out as I was then realized how I appeared. I had a "just fucked" look, hair a mess, my own dried spunk crusted on my stomach and a sticky feeling in my ass. Damn, did I ever need a shower!
The hot water felt soothing as it washed over me. But there was no way that it could remove the reality that was staring at me. My pubes had been trimmed, legs, chest and ass shaved smooth, and my pits....I'd definitely be wearing a t-shirt around the house! I couldn't help but run a finger in my ass. Surprisingly, it had bounced back. There wasn't any discernable damage from the energetic fucking Tan had given me. I shuddered at the thought as my dick betrayed me getting hard at the memory.
I had fought and denied it for so long—and ended up being turned out not by another man—but by a slim, Vietnamese kid. It was both sexy and humiliating as hell. By now, the water was only lukewarm. I couldn't put off the day any longer so I dried off and got dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a red golf shirt. Feeling reasonable again, I headed for that coffee.
Alex was reading the paper in our small dining area and smiled when he saw me. "Dude, what happened to you last night? Did you finally get laid?" he chortled. I should have expected it, but initially felt as if I were a deer caught in the headlights. "Nah," I responded, "I had a few too many beers with friends from work and just stumbled home." Now Alex knew I didn't drink that much so this part was plausible, but he also knew I'd never drink and drive. "How'd you get home?" he asked. Thinking fast, I said, "Somebody drove my car while their friends followed us in theirs." Alex still didn't seem convinced but left it alone for the time being and left me get some coffee! Thankfully, he had plans to meet up with some friends which left me time alone in the apartment to try and get my head together!
Seemingly minutes after he left my cell phone rang. I didn't recognize the number but picked up on it anyway. It was Tan. "Hey Mattie," he chirped, "I thought I better call and see how you're feeling today."
My heart skipped when I heard his voice. I was filled with an intense sense of yearning for my young Vietnamese stud while at the same time feeling a sense of dread and fear of what he might want from me. "Oh hi, Tan," I replied. "I'm doing ok. I'm still trying to understand all that happened last night." "That's what my brother thought you might say," Tan responded. "He thought you'd be all analytical and shit instead of just accepting yourself as you really are and your new position in life."
Tan's last few words sounded ominous to me, my "new position in life." The line went quiet as I sought to absorb the meaning of his words. Not wanting me to have time to figure a way out and seeking to exert his dominance over me, Tan quickly said, "by the way, I'm outside your apartment about to knock on your door. I hope you're ready for company."