THURSDAY NIGHT AT THE BAR

Some time back in 2002

I walk in the bar to see what was going on.  It's pretty packed.  You would think that it would be empty on a weekday but it stays busy throughout the week.  

One of the reasons for such a good turn out is the bar's best kept secret that's really not a secret among the patrons.  But we'll get to that in a moment. 

 I get there, take a seat at the bar and order a beer.  While at the table I scout the place like a vulture looking for its prey.  My eyes land on a beautiful man.   He looks like a white collar worker; A Short Asian guy; couldn't be more than 5'6" about 130 to 140 pounds, very petite.  He has very smooth, fair skin.   He almost looks pretty, as smooth as his skin is.  He does have some stubble over his lip as if he is in the process of growing a mustache which makes him even more irresistible.  

He possesses both gentleness and masculinity that drives me crazy just looking at him.  He has a white collar shirt on with some tight slacks that fit very well.  He is dressed very nice but rather out of place for a leather bar where most of the guys are in jeans, tee shirts and, well, leather!

Somehow I make eye contact with this guy.  For a quick second he glances my way.  I smile at him and he smiles back and goes back to talking to his friends.  He seems to be preoccupied, so I move on with my quest.

I kept making my way through the crowd searching, but no luck.  Finally I walk back to where I originally was.  I spot the Asian guy again.  This time he's by himself.   I get up and introduce myself.

"Hi I'm Mark."

"I'm Kim."

I reply,"Nice to meet you."

Kim doesn't say anything else but smiles and shakes my hand.  It's obvious that he doesn't speak much English.  

I motion him to a room that's closed off with yellow caution tape.  There's a man at the door that is like the bouncer at the front and the only way to get in is if you know the keyword.  I say the key word and there is a garage that has been turned into a play space.  Kim's eyes opened wide with amazement and concern. 

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"Are you o.k.?" I ask. 

"Umm, Don't know," Kim says.  

"Don't worry.  Just relax. You don't have to do anything you don't want to," I assure him.  

He smiles.  I smile back and lean in to kiss him.  I start to unbutton his shirt then I unbuckle his belt.  I start to unzip his pants and feel on his butt.  

"No. No!"

"What's wrong?"

"I, I," he stutters trying to find the words to say in English.

"Do you want somewhere different?" 

It is obvious he is not comfortable with so many people around, even though they are more focused on doing what they are doing; fucking sucking and everything else you could imagine. 

We find a more secluded spot.  We kiss as we are locked together.  I reach around to grab his booty.  He begins to moan.  I turn him around and lower his pants and drawers just around his ankles.  I do the same.  I go to a bucket of lube and pull out a few packets.  I take the magnums out of my pocket.  

He looks at my rock hard dick with concern and says "I don't know!"

"You can.  I will go slow.  I want you to feel good. O.K.?"

"O.k," He smiles back at me.

Since we were standing up, I walk him to the surface in the shed area where he could lean against it.  I spend a good 5 minutes playing with his booty, watching it shake and jiggle as I spread it open and watched it slap back together as I let go.  I spank his butt till it is a light pink.  He slightly whimpers with each smack but the precum on his dick lets me know he is enjoying every aspect  of this.  

I believe the mood changes once I smacked my cock on his ass.  It’s pretty thick and heavy.  Once he feels that heavy meat slap his ass he begins to panic.   It  isn't outwardly, but I could tell by the look on his face he is nervous especially being the small guy he is.

I put the condom on and I lubed up.

"I don't know. I think it hurt," he says in his best effort at English.

"Just relax."

I start to massage his shoulders and down to his torso to get him to relax.  Slowly I guided just the tip in.  He closes his eyes and takes a few deep breathes.  I go a few inches deeper and by now he's panting very heavy.

"Relax and breathe.  You're doing great," I whisper in his ear.   

He yelps with  discomfort, trying hard to relax but can't.  I only get half way in when he shakes his head to gesture me to stop and says,"no" so we stop.  

I wash off but he does make a great attempt to go down on me.  He is horny to be be fucked but feels he can't take any more.  He sucks my cock for as long as his jaw would allow.

He could only last with me in his mouth for about three to four minutes. 

Normally an experience like this would leave me frustrated and pissed off because I didn't really get into much that I wanted to or how I wanted to.  But I leave very satisfied because even though we didn't go all the way, he really did his best to take me in.  He wanted me and he wanted to please me.  And he proved it when he got on his knees and let me shoot in his face.  

I still can see that sexy smile he has on his face wearing my warm jizz on that smooth skin of his.  

The best part was him cleaning me off with his mouth.

This was experience is a perfect example of how  sometimes things may not go exactly the way you want but there may be a treat at the end if you wait for it.