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Asian Boy
by Cryptopath (altrel@gmail.com)
***
A young woman checks out her Asian boss's son, spies on
him and finally breaks in to rape him when his parents
are away. She is interupted by a male intruder, who
also rapes the boy but later has plans to kill him. She
saves him from a painful death and all ends well. (F/m,
M/m, Fm, m-solo, ped, voy, nc, rp, sm, bi, 1st)
***
Author's Note: This is my first serious attempt at
writing erotic fiction for the general public. I have
decided to make it somewhat interesting, yet not too
complicated, as to ensure the goal of arousal and
enjoyment can be achieved. I hope you enjoy the brief
descriptive glimpses of the scenes I try to give
through the narrative.
Also note that none of the characters have names, which
is so that you can adapt the scenario to whomever you
fancy. And please pardon the use of technical terms for
anatomy, I personally find it the most appropriate, but
of course, you can change it to whatever word you wish
while you are reading.
***
Prologue
She was a young woman of 21, working at a free-lance
real estate company. She liked her job, but she never
really liked her boss. Her boss was a beautiful Asian
woman of Chinese descent, who always did things to an
unbelievable level of perfection. This made her quite
spiteful; she was jealous of the way her Asian hair
always seemed to be perfectly done up, either in a bun
or gently flowing over her shoulders, and the way she
would sit in her office and bark orders to the other
employees.
One day, she overheard her boss on the telephone.
"Well, my son’s doing fine, but he doesn’t seem to be
too happy... Never quite interested in girls, which
worries me... Hmmn... I have considered that, but I
would be completely against it. He spends all his time
working and studying, barely leaving any time left for
a social life. I’m sure there are ways to correct it,
if his sexuality does turn out to require such
actions."
Before anyone could notice she was eavesdropping, she
quickly walked away. She didn’t know her boss had a
son, and immediately began wondering what he looked
like. She imagined a young boy with delicate features
and jet-black hair. Maybe he’d have her eyes, those
beautiful eyes. Something told her she needed to meet
this boy.
Chapter 1 – The meeting
On the company’s half-day-off holiday, she followed her
boss to her house one day, driving slowly behind her
car but far enough to avoid provoking the suspicion of
being followed. Her boss’s car stopped at a large white
house in a quiet suburban area. Noting the real estate
prices around that region, she concluded that her boss
must be a very rich woman. The car went into the garage
and the door closed. She parked her car behind some
trees, and got out.
The summer afternoon sun shone down on her as she
walked around the back of the house, concealed by tall
bushes. The interiors of the house could be seen
clearly through the windows, one of which gave a
perfect view of someone’s bedroom. Through the first
floor window, she could make out the outline of a
teenage boy, sitting in front of the computer typing
something furiously.
He was debugging some code he was writing for robotics
applications. From where she stood, she couldn’t see
his body quite clearly, but she noticed his longish
hair, as he turned to talk to his mother. She said
something to him, and walked away. Minutes later, the
garage door opened again and her boss drove away with
her car.
She breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the
computer room. But he wasn’t there. Did he go out with
his mother? "I must see him again," she thought. Then
she noticed someone moving in the bedroom. It was the
boy, in a t-shirt and jeans. He looked around
furtively, and started to take off his clothes.
"Oh god," she said to herself, "what is he doing?"
He slipped out of his jeans, clearly showing that he
wasn’t wearing any underwear, and quickly pulling off
his shirt. Lying back naked on the bed, he started to
touch himself. He wasn’t particularly well-built or
well-endowed, but as he lay there naked, he projected a
boyish air of sexiness that she just couldn’t resist.
His hair arranged on the pillow, his head thrown back,
mouth half open as he stroked and rubbed himself to a
loud orgasm. She had to leave, but she just couldn’t
take her eyes of the boy. He couldn’t be more than 16
years old, but she found that most attractive.
She had to come back.
Chapter 2 – The plan
She couldn’t quite get the images of that afternoon out
of her mind for weeks. He just seemed so beautiful and
desirable, yet so forbidden... That made him all the
more captivating for her. She wanted him, she wanted to
replace his hands with her own, and make him moan, and
watch his naked body writhe in pleasure. But this
wasn’t the time to think about this, she had work to
do.
Suddenly, her boss announced to the whole office:
"I will be away on a business trip for a week, I am
leaving later this afternoon. I expect all employees to
finish their work without my direction, and I will
return to business next week."
This may be her chance to put her plan into action. She
knew where the Boss kept her emergency keys, she saw
her reaching under her desk on many occasions, groping
around for something. She would pull out a keychain
with various keys on them, including the one for her
car and house. This is how she would get into the
house. She stayed back to work overtime that afternoon,
and overhearing her boss on the phone with her other
clients:
"Yes, I will be going later today. But I will be
leaving my son alone at home. His father is still
working abroad, and I don’t know whether he’ll be OK...
Yes, it is a nice neighborhood, but still, I am
worried... Yes, I guess he is 16 already, I’ll give him
a chance..."
Perfect. He will be alone on the weekends, perfect time
for a visit... Her boss left the office on time, and
she snuck into her office, looked under the table for
the keychain (they were stuck on with Blu-Tack) and
quickly put them into her purse before the janitors got
suspicious.
Chapter 3 – The break-in
Saturday came by quickly, and she drove back to her
Boss’s house at around noon, where she found the house
deserted. She quietly opened the door with her keys and
walked in. "He has to be home" she thought, noting that
he never really left the house on weekends. She looked
to the kitchen and found a half-eaten bowl of cereal.
"So he is..."
She walked to his bedroom where she saw him last time,
and found the bed a mess. It was still warm and smelled
of male pheromones; he had probably just woken up. The
large desk was covered with opened books and note-
paper. There were calculations and diagrams of things
he had been working on at school. Her boss was right,
this boy did need to get out more. She found it quite
strange why he hadn’t gotten a girlfriend yet...
Then she heard the sound of running water in the
bathroom. Quite excited, she needed to act fast. She
ran back to the kitchen and found a small carving knife
from the drawer. Then she stood outside the bathroom
and waited, entertaining herself with the fun images of
a naked boy showering, the warm water running over his
young body as he rubbed soap over himself.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the water
stop and someone step out of the shower. The doorknob
clicked as it was opened from the inside.
It was him, wearing a skimpy towel around his thin
waist and drying his long hair with another. He didn’t
notice her at first until she grabbed him from behind
and covered his mouth. She held the knife to his throat
before he could try anything.
"So you’re home alone, and nobody’s around to hear you.
I’m not going to hurt you if you do what I say, you
understand?"
He nodded, dropping the towel he was using to dry his
hair with.
"Very nice body you have there. Why don’t you drop the
other towel and let me see you better," she purred.
He reluctantly pulls an end out from the towel and it
falls to his ankles, too scared to say anything. She
smiles, reaches down, and grabs his testicles in her
right hand.
"Now, you come with me," she hissed, pulling the naked
boy along by his scrotum towards his bedroom.
Chapter 4 – The rape
He was thrown onto the bed, naked and wet and quite
confused. Sure, it was nice to have a girl show
interest in you, but right now, he was more scared than
aroused. He tried to pull the covers over himself, but
she just pulled them away and threw them to the ground,
leaving him naked on the bed.
He was much more beautiful up close, and reminded her
of his mother. He had the delicate Asian facial
features, and the slender build. He had very little
body hair, as is the case with most Asian men. His legs
were slightly parted to reveal a delicate-looking set
of genitals and a small patch of black pubic hair.
"Have you ever had sex?" she asked him.
"No."
"Do you want to?"
"No!"
"Well, it looks like you have no choice."
She tied his arms to the bedposts using some rope she
found in the garage, and started to take off her own
clothes. She needed something to stop him from
screaming and informing the neighbors of her presence,
so she took her wet underwear and used it as a
makeshift gag on the boy. Then she stepped back to
admire her handiwork, leaving the knife on his desk.
His legs were now spread more, exposing his
uncircumcised (as is with most Asian boys) penis and
the velvety skin of his scrotum. He couldn’t move much,
so was basically at her every whim. She started by
touching him all over, his chest, his shoulders...
Sliding down his arms and down his legs... He had nice
skin, smooth and almost hairless, like a girl’s. It was
nice to see a boy so feminine, with his longish hair
and delicate features. She liked it.
As of now, he was struggling a lot. He did not want to
have sex with this woman, as he barely knew who she
was. He did not want to be hurt, either... She was
quite menacing with the knife and all, so he gave in.
The ball of fabric in his mouth was quite uncomfortable
as well, and he managed to spit it out. She saw this
and got angry.
"Did I say you could do that? Why are you so eager to
use your mouth again?"
He shook his head.
"Do you want something else to suck on?"
He shook his head violently.
"How about me?"
She climbed up onto the boy’s body, and lowered herself
onto his face. He closed his eyes and tried not to
breathe in her smells, but his subconscious responded
to the pheromones and started to quicken his breathing.
He was unconsciously sucking on her genitals, while he
slowly opened his eyes. She was facing him, and so they
both looked down, and their eyes met.
They both felt something stir in them, her having a
young Asian boy between her legs and him having his
face in the crotch of a young woman. She loved it, the
power and the stimulation. His body betrayed himself,
showing his arousal in his own genitals. She turned
around and saw this.
"So you like it?"
He whimpered under her.
"You’re such a dirty boy!"
She gets off, and slaps him on the side of his face.
While his mouth hung open in pain, she shoved the gag
into his mouth again.
"Now, what to do with you?"
She kneels between his legs, touching his manhood
shamelessly. It felt good to have a boy submit to her,
and being able to do things to him as she pleases...
Just to try out her new power, she squeezed his
testicles tightly, and watched his face as his eyes
rolled back and his face contorted. Strangely, he
became more erect.
"So you like this too?"
She found it amazing that this boy liked to be hurt.
Which wasn’t uncommon, but what luck. She played with
him, pulling his testicles apart in the scrotum, and
watching them snap back together. She lowered her face
and put both of them into her mouth. He wasn’t
particularly large, so she managed to do so, but not
without some difficulty.
This was mediated by a lot of poking of her fingers,
making the boy convulse even more. She bit down gently
on his scrotum, and he moaned loudly into the gag. He
was definitely enjoying this more than he should be.
Suddenly, she noticed that the tip of his penis was
wet. Pre-ejaculate. She spat out his testicles and
attacked his exposed head. First licking up the fluid,
she savored the distinct taste of such male secretions.
She then just had to suck on him, harder and harder,
until it hurt him. She just wanted semen.
She wanted this boy to ejaculate right now, into her
mouth. But he refused. Either he was not quite enjoying
this, or maybe he was just very experienced in holding
it back. Probably a combination of both. She dragged
her teeth up and down his shaft, making him shudder
even more. With her teeth around the sensitive ridge of
his corona, she continued sucking and biting down on
him.
Out of nowhere, there was a noise in the house, the
front door creaked loudly. She jumped up in fright, and
accidentally bit the boy hard on the most sensitive
region of his penis. He passed out from the pain, but
the damage wasn’t permanent. She had to hide, quickly.
Chapter 5 – The unexpected visitor
There was the sound of things being opened and rummaged
through coming from the living room. She hid inside his
walk-in closet, hoping he would be OK. She considered
untying him and hiding him, but suddenly a large man
burst into the room. He had a bag filled with random
valuable-looking objects from the house. An intruder.
She must’ve left the door open. "At this time in the
afternoon?" she thought, "No, the boy!"
Too late, he saw the boy sprawled out naked on the bed,
with distinct bite-marks on his now-flaccid penis. He
was still breathing. There was clearly nobody around to
help this boy, the man thought, since his parents were
away. And he was all tied up, too.
"He must’ve passed out while playing some sick sexual
game," he thought, shaking his head, "Teenagers these
days." But something in the back of his mind nagged
him, the presence of a naked boy, tied up and gagged
and naked in front of him made him think dirty
thoughts. He needed to relieve himself of his sexual
tension.
He cut the ropes binding his hands together using the
small knife he found on the desk, and started slapping
his face hard to try to get him to come to. While doing
so, the man stripped off his pants and underwear, and
sat down on the bed, trying to get this naked boy to
wake up.
The boy did eventually come to his senses, the dull
aching in his penis reminding him of what just
happened. He turned to see a half-naked man sitting on
his bed, and tried to scream. He didn’t get the chance
before he was slapped again, so hard it dislodged the
gag.
"Look, if you want to live, you’d better do what I say,
or I’ll cut your balls off."
He only said that half-jokingly, but seeing the
desperation in the innocent boy’s eyes, something evil
and sadistic in him stirred. He threw the boy off the
bed and onto the ground, where he crumpled into a heap.
"Get on your knees and suck me off!"
The young Asian does so, throwing his long hair to one
side and obediently gets on his shaking knees, kneeling
in front of the large man. The woman watched all this
from a gap in the door of the closet. Admittedly, this
was all quite hot for her... She was always dying to
see something like this happen. So she just hid there
and watched.
Chapter 6 – The rape (Reprise)
The boy closed his eyes, and wraps his long slender
fingers around the man’s penis. He didn’t want to be
doing this, but he feared for his life. That and
strangely, it felt rather enjoyable to have someone’s
penis between his lips.
He puckered his lips and pressed them to the tip of the
man’s penis. It was clear that personal hygiene wasn’t
high on his list, because the smell was so strong. He
stuck out his tongue and licked the head to cover it
with saliva, around the ridge and then swallowing. Both
of them were clearly quite aroused, as their penises
were dripping.
"Have you done this before?" the man asked, with
contempt.
"No." the boy replied, looking up with innocent eyes
Suddenly, the man pulled the boy’s face closer to him,
impaling him on his large, erect penis. The boys eyes
went wide with shock, and started to gag a little as it
filled his throat. He kept swallowing to avoid the gag-
reflex, and the rhythmic tightening of the muscles
around the head of his penis was quite pleasurable for
the man. He started to thrust his hips, picking up pace
until he was essentially fucking the boy down his
throat. This continued for quite some time, while the
woman watched from inside the closet.
"You must have done this before, you dirty boy."
The boy moaned.
"Look, you’re clearly enjoying it!"
With that, he thrust his shoe into the boy’s naked
testicles under his prominently erect penis. The boy
convulsed and coughed out the man’s penis and curled up
in the fetal position, caressing his testicles. The man
looked down and saw him in that position with his ass
stuck out, and had another idea. He picked him up off
the floor and threw him onto the bed, face first.
The young Asian was sent sprawling onto the bed,
landing with his arms and legs spread, face down. His
ass was sticking up slightly, as the man prepared to
mount him.
"Oh god no," the boy whispered softly.
It was probably too late to change his mind anyways.
The man wanted to deflower this boy, and then kill him
as he climaxed into him. He didn’t want to leave anyone
alive who could identify him in a court of law.
The boy could feel his penis pressing into his ass, and
started to moan loudly. He was a virgin before today,
and never had anything put into him. But now, there was
a large man trying to penetrate his virginal orifice.
He started to cry a little from the pain, but
consciously tried to relax.
After much shoving and pushing, the man managed to
penetrate him, and started to slide his whole length
into the boy. The boy screamed in pain, but tried his
best to relax around him. The man picked up pace,
thrusting harder and harder into the young boy’s body
until he was practically pounding him into the bed.
The woman in the closet was watching all this intently,
but then she caught the look of terror in the boy’s
eyes. He turned around and saw her hiding in his
cupboard and looked at her pleadingly to save him. The
boy didn’t notice that the man reached over to the desk
for the small knife as his breathing became more and
more erratic.
Chapter 7 – The rescue
The woman saw the man reach for the knife and slowly
bring it down to the boy’s crotch. She had to do
something, as she realized this man was clearly out to
do a lot of harm to the young boy. She quietly opened
the door and walked out. She looked around for
something in the room to use. Desk. Books. Calculus
textbook. Hardback. 900+ pages. Perfect.
The man then reached down with his other hand, and
started groping the boy’s genitals. He grabbed his
scrotum and started to pull his testicles away from his
body. The other hand wielded the small knife. She could
hear his climax starting as his body convulsed in the
characteristic manner of a male orgasm. She quickly
grabbed the book and raised it above her head as the
man started to squeeze the boy’s testicles and bring
the knife closer. Amidst the boy’s screaming, she swung
the book hard against the back of the man’s head,
knocking him out.
He released his hold on the poor boy’s testicles and
dropped the knife. She helped pull the man’s
unconscious body off him and threw him onto the ground.
There was semen and blood on his penis, the boy’s
blood. The boy started to cry and tried to hide in one
corner of the bed. She was still naked, but she quickly
tied up the unconscious man using the remaining rope
and taped up his mouth.
Chapter 8 – The aftermath
The young boy was clearly under a lot of emotional
stress. He didn’t understand what happened earlier
today, and why there was a grown man and woman wanting
to rape him. But when he saw the knife on the ground,
he realized that the man was trying to kill him in a
very painful way... And this woman saved him. He felt
very grateful.
He slowly got off the bed and stood up, trying to
straighten his ruffled, jet-black hair. Walking closer
to her, he started into her eyes and noticed how pretty
they were.
"Thank you," he said with trembling lips
"No thank you," she replied, "And I’m sorry for what
hap..." Her answer was interrupted by a passionate kiss
forced onto her.
She found his tongue melting into her mouth and
caressing hers, and his hands holding her tightly. She
responded by holding the back of his head and stroking
his long Asian hair. The kiss lasted a long time... So
long they shuffled over to the bed, and the boy leaned
back, pulling her on top of him.
She then found his hands touching her all over her
body, his pent-up sexual energy being released. He lay
back and spread his legs for her, as she lowered
herself onto him. He pulled her down and buried his
face into her neck, sucking and biting gently. He had
no qualms about having sex with this woman anymore, in
fact, he felt quite indebted to her. If she hadn’t been
there, he would’ve been dead.
She started to ride him harder and harder, arching her
back and screaming in pleasure. When it was over for
her, he continued, turning her over and thrusting down
into her. From the way the light shone in through the
windows, the boy looked a lot older.
He looked much more mature, with his long hair framing
his face and his manly jaw line. He also made love with
the tenderness of a true virgin, responding to her
every move and trying to please her as best he can.
After hours of sex, they were too tired to do anything
else.
They fell asleep together as the rays of the setting
sun basked over their naked bodies.
Epilogue
They called the police when they woke up later that
evening. They fabricated a story of how the man broke
in, tried to steal things and then tried to rape the
boy, and then she arrived to give him something for his
mother, and helped to overpower the man. It turned out
that the man was wanted in several states for crimes
such as these, and was quickly taken away.
They said goodbye after the police left, and she went
back to her life. One day she overhead her boss on the
phone with her friends:
"Oh, well, he was fine... No he wasn’t hurt... The
police rewarded him quite nicely. Traumatized? No, I
don’t think so... In fact, I think he’s doing better. I
found a piece of female underwear under his bed the
other day... I think he’s growing up..."
The End
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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