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Surprisingly, I didn't see Tan for a few days and I was in agony because of it. I had slept terribly trying to resist the sexually oriented dreams that tormented me and the male instinct that still seemed present urging me to masturbate in the fashion normal for males despite all of Tan's instructions that I think of my dick as a clit. I may not have been a man like Tan, but I swear my sperm, or whatever bodily fluids my sex organs produced, had backed up into my brain. Yeah, hard, my clit was only about 5.5 inches, probably less than the average male's dick as Tan had consistently pointed out. Visually, though, it looked puny compared to Tan's more masculine and olive colored weapon. Another inch and a half on a guy so much more compact than I am made for a dramatic difference.
Damn, just thinking about that cock could get me so worked up! Still, half of me simply wanted to cum and be free of Tan's control! The other half, though, held the upper hand telling me Tan would smack my ass raw and deny me contact with what I craved if I disobeyed him. I was so damn conflicted that I had become irritable. Maybe Dave was right, I was on the rag because I felt like so many girls acted when their periods were about to kick in.
Finally, Friday evening around 7:00 p.m., Tan knocked on my door and strutted in like he owned the place—or soon would once Alex signed the lease over to him. He went and sat down in what was typically Alex's chair. Just as Alex had pointed out the other day, his legs were spread wide, and one hand was near his crotch not far from that massive weapon of his.
"Coke" he said, naturally expecting me to get it for him and to attend to his comforts before he permitted me to think of mine. But then, taking care of the needs of other men was becoming "natural" for me, at work for Dave, at home for Alex and completely for Tan! After I placed his drink on a coaster on the end table next to his chair, Tan pointed to the spot between his legs and said, "knees!" It was an order I didn't fight!
After sitting silently and sipping his coke for what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes, Tan snapped his fingers to get my attention. I had been staring intently at his cock outlined so visibly underneath his shorts. Seeing my focus, Tan grabbed his crotch with two hands and said, "Don't worry, baby, your Asian Daddy's going to give you some loving with THIS before he goes home!" With that, he couldn't help himself and chortled with his sexy laughter.
In a way, it broke the ice. I was pent up with my own need for him and undoubtedly, this manly yet barely 18 year-old Asian hunk needed some release too, as the obscene bulge between his wide-spread legs pointed out.
"Tonight, I want us to get some things out in the open," Tan said, "but first let's get these tight shorts off so my cock and balls can breathe!" With that, my Vietnamese Master stood, unsnapped his shorts and said, "Why don't you finish off the job, Matt! You know you want this—and more importantly, need this," as he hefted his egg-sized balls in front of my bulging eyes.
Carefully, I pulled his taut underwear over his semi-engorged cock and then pulled both his underwear and shorts down his surprisingly hairy legs. Immediately he boned up and the object of my lust snapped up, smacking his defined stomach making my eyes drool with absolute and total desire. Tan stepped out of his clothes and kicked them aside before pulling my nose into his lustrous, thick, black pubic bush. What a contrast it was to my own baby-smooth body. I had been begging Tan to let me grow back my pubes, but still never had as thick a bush as did the object of my desires! This short, but powerfully built Asian was clearly all man and wanted me to know it.
"Breathe deeply, Mattie," Tan said. "Inhale my powerful scent. Let it intoxicate you and bring you to a better state of mind. Tan lifted up his semi-hardened cock so that my nose was nestled in his balls while his cock road the top of my nose ending way up on my forehead. A spot of pre-cum marked me in glistening white in the same spot a high-caste Indian woman would have red. Being so close to the source of my sexual fulfillment had a two-fold effect on me. Of course, my clit fluffed up unbidden, but I also became instantly calm. I can't speak for other gay men, but as an emerging sexual submissive, there was clearly more to all this than physical. These Vietnamese boys were getting deep into my psyche and somehow understood my need for a man who could take control with firmness over my life yet do so in what was actually a caring and respectful way. Surprisingly, while keeping me on the edge, neither had actually hurt me. When Tan took my virginity, it wasn't rape. I didn't bleed. Instead, he recognized something about me I had here-to-fore been unable to see in myself. And smelling his manhood helped me not to feel the loss of my own but instead caused me to feel an intense sense of gratitude for his willingness to share his masculinity with me.
Tan had helped me see that I was deficient in some way, and that I had an intense need to serve him. Through that service, I felt fulfilled, sexually and in reality, humanly as well. I would never have dreamed that I would learn to cum while focused on another man's body and not my own. Tan was subtly instructing me that my years of routine masturbation had harmed my development. Masturbation, considered by most as so natural for teens, Tan pointed out, had stunted my maturity much as the psychologists had long pointed out. Instead of reading stories (such as this) to "get off", Tan showed me I had no "staying power" but came quickly with little stimulation. Instead, when I focused on accommodating the masterful strokes of his masculine spear a transition occurred.
Lately he had found pleasure in taking me doggy style. Although I preferred submitting to his needs on my back like a woman, he loved gauging my reactions when he changed from long stroking, to total withdrawal followed by a quick re-insertion and then to a more fast-paced, animalistic fuck! Tan said he loved smacking my ass and watching it jiggle for him. Even when he didn't smack me, my butt cheeks still turned red from the repeated contact with his incredibly powerful thighs. However, Tan was protected by his thick pubes and I, on the other hand, had, you might say, no such padding!
I guess I had gotten so lost in reflection that Tan had become inpatient. "Damn, Matt, you'd think I had hypnotized you simply by allowing you to be so close to my cock! Don't you think its time you show me how much you need me in you? Now I'm going to sit back in Alex's chair and have you get me nice and juicy before I make love to your pussy. Have you been a good girl for me, baby? Have you kept your hands from playing with your clitty?"
