The Only Chinese Boy by Clee
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The Only Chinese Boy Part 7
Eddie and I enjoyed the remainder of our summer together and in the fall of 1995, we became seniors in high school. As we began applying for college, real life seemed to be right around the corner. Since Eddie was very strong in math and science, he was encouraged by our guidance counselor to apply at MIT. We agreed that I would try to get into another university in the Boston area so that we could be near each other. I was accepted at Boston University, directly across the Charles River from Cambridge.
In September of 1996, our university experiences started and we were both completely surprised and overwhelmed by how busy we immediately became. After seeing each other Labor Day weekend, we were suddenly inundated with work. Eddie was especially buried; his MIT courses were so much more demanding than anything he had experienced in high school. Even I was busier than I thought I would be, having been assigned two papers and joining two study groups right away. We talked on the phone as much as we could, but that was rough since Eddie just isn't a conversationalist.
One weeknight during the third week of September, I was trying to get going on one of my term papers when there was a knock on my bedroom door. I opened it and one of my roommates was standing there with a concerned look on his face, "There's a mean looking Asian guy here to see you and he looks pissed off. I think it's your boyfriend Ed..." Before he could finish his sentence, Eddie pushed him aside and barged into my room, slamming the door behind him. "Eddie, what are you doing here?" I was so surprised, yet excited, to see him.
Before responding, he pulled me to him, embracing me and kissing me passionately. His scent, his taste, it seemed like it had been forever since I had experienced these private things shared between just the two of us. "This isn't working," he said in his husky voice as he nuzzled my neck, "I miss you and we can't be apart for this long again."
"I'm sorry Babe," I suddenly felt guilty. "I could have come to you sooner; we'll work something out. These last few weeks have just been so busy."
Still standing near my desk, he wordlessly turned me around and pulled down the shorts I was wearing along with my boxers with one motion. His were off just as quickly. Seeing a bottle of lotion on the built-in dresser next to my desk, he pumped some onto his hand and smeared it all over his rock-hard erection. Next, he placed one of my feet up on my desk chair, approached me from behind and unceremoniously entered me deeply in one quick motion. I grunted loudly at this surprise, but Eddie didn't stop. Putting his arms around my chest, he held me close to him and began pumping in and out of me while kissing the back of my neck and panting in my ear.
My roommate must have heard the unusual sounds I was making, because a minute later he was back at my door knocking. "Billy, are you okay?" I imagined that he thought I was being pummelled by my angry boyfriend. If he only knew that I was, just not how he was thinking.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" I tried to sound as normal as possible. Eddie stopped thrusting for a moment while I responded, "We're just studying..." I knew that sounded absurd, but I couldn't think of what else to say.
Eddie laughed in my ear as he resumed fucking me, "I'm studying you," he panted, "from the inside."
He took my hand in his and brought it down to where our bodies met. We touched his thick cock and my slippery hole together as he slid in and out of me. He continued to whisper into my ear, "Do you feel me Babe? Do you feel me inside of you?" I moaned softly in response. "I missed you so much...I missed this so much. We can't be apart again." Eddie has never been domineering, but he always speaks definitively and he says exactly what he wants.
His pace quickened, then he pushed himself as deeply into me as possible and stopped. I saw stars. We remained perfectly still like that for a few seconds, then he began to cum, strong pulsations one after the other as he held me by the waist, making me his for the first time in weeks.
All I could say was, "Wow." This whole experience had been so urgent, so intense. We stood there together for a minute catching our breath as Eddie's erection subsided. Finally it popped out of me, followed by a large volume of semen that poured out, landing with a splat on the floor at our feet. "Eddie, when was the last time you came?" I couldn't believe the amount.
"Labor Day weekend, with you. Sorry for barging in, I just couldn't...I couldn't wait any longer. I need you Billy." Suddenly I felt slightly guilty, I had relieved myself a few times in the shower while we were apart.
We cleaned ourselves up and made our way to the bed. We took off our shirts and lay down together naked, Eddie placing his head on my chest. I always loved this. Looking down at him he looked so innocent and peaceful. After several minutes he said quietly, "Let's drop out and move home. We can work at the store together. I hate it here."
I was so surprised that initially I didn't know what to say. Finally, after thinking it over I put my arms around him and held him close. "Eddie you know we can't do that. Our parents sacrificed so much for us to be here. We're only a few subway stops apart, we'll see each other more often, I promise."
"I know, but you know I can't make friends. I think I became spoiled having you by my side every day. I hate being alone." I couldn't tell if it was real loneliness, the stress of his school work or a combination of both, but Eddie was being uncharacteristically emotional.
I did what I could to reassure him, "You know that I'll always be by your side. There's no one else that I want or could even imagine being with. We'll get through this together, I promise."
He grudgingly agreed and we came up with a plan to see each other two evenings a week, even if it was just to eat or study together. Additionally, we went home as many weekends as we could to see our families and to work at the store. This exchange illustrated to me just how important I had become to him and I felt so honored that I was "the one" for someone so introverted.
It was nice just being close to Eddie after so many weeks, kissing the top of his head, rubbing his muscular arms and back as he continued to lay still with his head on my chest. Finally I broke the silence, "Eddie, it's getting late and we both have class in the morning."
"I'm staying here." Was all he said. He got up and turned off the light.
When he returned to the bed, he plopped on top of me and began kissing my lips sweetly at first, then more urgently. He slowly rolled me over onto my stomach and laid on top of me, his thick penis hard again, nestled in my crack. He began to slide it up and down as he whispered in my ear, "I want you again Billy." He had grabbed he lotion off of my dresser and after smearing more of it on his hard cock, he spread my legs slightly and hovered over me, the tip right at my entrance. Slowly I felt it slide in until it was inside me all the way to the hilt; I could feel his heavy balls laying in my crotch and his thick bush rubbing against my ass cheeks. He laid down of top of me and moved his legs outside of mine, bringing my legs together tightly like closing a pair of scissors. His arms were around me and his hands were holding my shoulders from the front, using them for leverage as he continued to push deeply into me. He filled me completely and I felt consumed by him. This time he didn't thrust, keeping it deeply inside while he ground his hips into me slowly.
His lips found my ear and he began kissing and licking it while breathing heavily. I reached up and changed the angle of his face, bringing our lips together so I could kiss him. This time it was me who spoke, I hadn't had him in so long, "Whose cock is it Eddie? Whose is it?"
"It's yours Babe, it's all yours." He panted into my mouth. "It's inside you. Can you feel it deep inside you? I'm touching you where only I can. It's so tight..."
As he continued to grind into me, he was torturing my prostate. That sensation along with his words brought me very close to the edge, "Eddie I'm gonna cum, I can't hold it anymore. Cum with me Babe."
I couldn't hold off and I came, my ejaculation causing me to contract on his thick shaft over and over. That was all he needed. Eddie stopped pushing into me, remaining still and cumming deeply as my hole milked him and we came together. Wave after wave engulfed us in our shared orgasm. When it subsided, we rolled together onto our side and I fell asleep, Eddie's cock still deep inside of me and his arms holding me tightly.
As it turned out, Eddie loved his experience at MIT once he gave it a chance. Many of the people that he met were pragmatic, logical thinkers with mathematical minds just like his, and he developed a close circle of friends. I jokingly called them the "nerd herd", but deep inside I was so proud of him for opening up to others. We were matter of fact about our relationship with his friends and mine; everyone knew that we were a couple.
We spent as much time together as we could those first two years of school. During the spring of our sophomore year, we convinced our parents to let us get an apartment together for our last two years. We found a small place in Cambridge, near Eddies school and not far from mine.
That summer before our junior year, we decided to come out to our families. By this time our parents were well acquainted, so I asked my mom to invite the Lis to dinner. After we ate, Eddie and I told them together, of course I did most of the talking. No one was really surprised, but thinking it and knowing it are two different things. Jacob and Helen were ecstatic since they loved us together already. My parents were supportive and could see how serious we were about each other. Eddie's mother began to cry. She knew I was "the one" since that day in her kitchen when the sight of me made her drop her spatula. She admitted that she always thought that person would be a girl, but she was (and still is) convinced that I rescued her son from a life of solitude and loneliness. While I laughed that off as an exaggeration, I was so happy that she accepted me.
Eddie's father was the biggest surprise. Always a man of very few words, he thought for a long while then slowly spoke, "Eddie is my oldest and my only son. Nothing would make me happier than to see him get married to a nice girl and to give a grandchild to his mother and me. But I can see that wasn't meant to be. I can also see that you, Billy, have been his companion for over three years, always by his side and always supporting him. You're also smart and a very hard worker. What else could I ask for? If this is what the two of you sincerely desire, I accept you."
I could see that Eddie was visually moved, although his reaction was typical. He merely said, "Thank you Baba."
Our last two years of college flew by and in the spring of 2000, Eddie began applying for grad school. He was quickly accepted at Cal Poly in Pomona, California. In May we graduated, Eddie with a BS in Aerospace Engineering, and me with a BS in Journalism.
That summer, we packed up my parents' old Volvo station wagon and headed west for the next chapter in our lives together.
End of part seven
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