 When I first came out to my family all hell broke loose. It totally sucked. I didn't expect them to throw me a party -- my friends did that -- but I thought I'd get at least a "as long as you're happy" kind of thing. Everything eventually cooled down. It got almost cold with some of them.My brother expressed his feelings in a very quiet and really great way. He gave me a membership to Asian Boy Nation for my birthday. That told me two things. He accepted me as gay and even more, he knew I had the screaming hots for the guy that owns the Vietnamese restaurant I kept dragging him to. Sometimes you just meet somebody and the sirens go off inside. It was that way when I first saw Bao. I think I gaped at him. Thank god I was having lunch alone that day. Bao escorted me to a table and all I could do was stare at his tight, muscled ass and think about fucking it. I really dig Vietnamese food but all I could do was stare stupidly at the menu then even more stupidly stare at Bao's gorgeous face. He rescued me and suggested items and I just nodded at him -- then watched him walk away, still thinking about that ass up in the air and my cock in it. Bao is like maybe 5'9", slim but really muscled. He has dark skin, jet black hair combed neatly back from his forehead ... |
