My name is Hui Qing, and I have a boyfriend named, Alan. He was not a Christian, but liked the Canto Pop singer, Alan Tam, hence he got himself that name. He came from a single parent family, his father died when he was very young. His mother, works as a factory production worker, doing the graveyard shift, it was paid good, and in those days, like mid 80s, it was still good times. Alan also had a younger brother, Andy. He was 3 years younger than Alan, and shorter and less lean, more stout. Alan was 1.75m tall, and Andy was only 1.68. He was a quiet boy though, preferring to keep to himself and do his own stuff.
I lived not far from their HDB four room flat, just 2 blocks away. Alan and I were together since secondary school. His house was like a second home to me. I lost my virginity to him at his place. It was easy. AlanÂ’s mother would only come home after 9am, and her room was our playground. It was my eighteen birthday, and Alan wanted to do it before he entered the army. It felt like the natural thing to do, since we had been going out for so long. Besides, his family was already treating me like his wife.
After the first time, Alan and I did it as many times as we could. Alan always bought condoms from Desker Road, I never liked that place, went there at night once, and was disgusted by the sights of transvestites and the cheekos there. Andy paid no heed to our doings in the house, he just minded his own stuff, and that never really bothered me until I stumbled on his physical abilities.
Since Alan entered the army, he could only book out of camp once a week during his Basic Military Training. So I sort of moved into the house. His mother welcomed me, as I was doing the cooking and laundry all along. I stayed in his motherÂ’s room, sharing the bed. But, as their mother was only back in the mornings and afternoon, it was no trouble at all.
After Alan entered the army, I started noticing Andy’s clothes having stains. I was not unfamiliar with these type of ‘stains’, as Alan had them too. Especially when we were engaging in foreplay before taking our clothes off. It was sperm, and I was curious as to what Andy was doing to actually make his t-shirts have these stains, instead of his underwear.
I decided to pay more attention and one night, when I closed the door to pretend to sleep, I could hear Andy slowly pushing his door open and bumping into the furniture in the dark. I put my dears to the door and tried to hear what he was doing. All I could hear was sliding noises and some mechanisms sounds. I realized that Andy had switched on the video player, and I instantly knew that Andy must have found AlanÂ’s hidden stash of porn videos. I was laughing in my heart, as I pictured AndyÂ’s face in my head, his delight at finding porn videos.
After a while, I could hear nothing more. I was quite puzzled, because most times, Alan loved to watch the porn, with me of course, with the volume on, not loud, but just barely audible. But right then, I could hear no noise. I could not imagine Andy watching porn without the sound, it seemed weird not to want to hear the noises the actors and actresses make when Fucking each other.
Curiosity took over me and I slowly pushed the door open, just wide enough for me to peep into the living room, where the video and tv were. Since it was a four room flat, the design was such that the two bedrooms were facing each other, with the doors facing the living room, along with the front door, with the kitchen being at the far end of the house.
AlanÂ’s house furniture were placed with the tv and video facing inwards from the front door. The sofa and chairs were facing the tv, which meant it faced the front door and the metal windows. As I opened the bedroom door, I saw Andy sitting on the floor, with his back against the chair, his back faing me. He had a headphone on his head, and that was the reason why I could not hear anything from the p0rn videos. When I looked closer, I was shocked. Andy was never someone that really caught my attention in AlanÂ’s house. He was quiet and his build was less than appealing to me, I preferred leaner and taller guys. But, Andy was relatively more muscle-bound than Alan. This was because Andy loved sports, weight-lifting, and martial arts. He took up Judo in his secondary school, and even represented his school to win a few competitions before.
But the fact is, I was not shocked by his muscles, because he showed none, he was still wearing a singlet, his favourite wear at home, but the sight of his erection, which he was stroking happily away. It was the longest and thickest c0ck I had ever seen. Although Alan was my first steady boyfriend, I had seen other guyÂ’s cock before. A few other guys went out with me and I did some hand jobs for them to escape them from trying to Fuck me. But that was in early secondary, and I had not met Alan then. But, AndyÂ’s cock was the longest and thickest I had seen.
I once measured AlanÂ’s cock, and it was around 6 inches, a little bit over 15cm. But I could tell from where I stood, AndyÂ’s could well be more than 8 inches, around 20cm in length. His thickness was like almost 2 inches, almost 5cm, and he was stroking it hard and fast. I did not really notice what porn he was watching, because my eyes were affixed on his huge member. It was almost purple in colour, almost like it was lacking of oxygen, but yet it shorn like it was made of metal.
My shock was to extend to not only AndyÂ’s cock size, but how long he lasted, masturbating. I could not really remember the time, until my legs got a bit tired from watching him masturbate. It was then I took a glance of the clock in my bedroom, and since I got into the room at 11pm, I thought it might be around 12am, since it took a while for Andy to think I was asleep. But, to my horror and amazement, the clock stood at almost 1am. I figured that Andy must have been masturbating for over one hour. His pace was a constant four strokes for every second, I took the time to count as I was wondering how fast he could go.
At that moment, I felt my nipples harden, as I had a wild fantasy in my mind about letting Andy Fuck me. Somehow, that fantasy made my Cunt juices flow, and my body seemed to get hot all over. My breath quickened as I continued my voyeuristic behaviour towards Andy. I could feel my legs give way, when I could no longer help myself but put my hand to my cr0tch. It almost felt as if Andy was pleasuring me with his ‘performance’. I moved my right hand away from my cr0tch and grabbed at my own Breasts and it felt so good. I could never have imagined that masturbating like this, was so stimulating.
It continued for another few minutes like this, before Andy reached for a t-shirt next to him, on the ground. Then he used it to cover over his glorious cock, making me make a disappointing moan under my breath. “Why did he had to cover it up?” I thought. Then, as his strokings got faster and faster, he finally arched his head back a bit, and took a deep breath, before slowing breathing in again. Then, I realized that Andy was using his t-shirts to masturbate. I smiled in my heart, thinking how stupid this young boy could be. Did he think no one would know?
But I had to stop my thoughts quickly, as Andy stopped the video, and quickly packed his headphone, and used t-shirt, before going to his bedroom. I managed to close the door before he got up from his sitting position, and slowly pushed the door shut. As I didnÂ’t really opened the door too wide, closing it was neither too hard nor loud. After that, I had so much difficulty sleeping, I simply masturbated until I went to sleep.
Upon waking up the next day, the image was still fresh in my mind, and I had a hard time going to my part-time job at a hawker stall in the hawker center near the house. My parents didnÂ’t really mind that I was spending so much time at AlanÂ’s house. They practically gave up on me when I was 13, as I had so much problems at school before I met Alan. They figured that it was the best for me to stick to Alan, so they did not bother me and Alan much.
With my mind plagued with thoughts about AndyÂ’s masturbation, I spilled food onto customers, dropped bowls and plates, and even gave the wrong change to customers. It was like that for two days, and the stall owner, my uncle, decided to let me rest for a day.
I decided to try to live out my wild fantasy, and try to seduce Andy..
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