A Canadian in China (Part 3)

How lucky I am that I have a chapter three.

After our sightseeing days around Beijing, my friend and I returned to my home for just a few days. Badboy's birthday happened to be during these days back at home so my friend and I threw a birthday party for him. His mother and sister came to my home, along with one of his bosses and a couple of co-workers from the bar. It was a nice occasion.

A few days later, my friend and I took the train to Shanghai. It was in the middle of Spring Festival time and the train was totally jammed packed and not fun at all. I hated it. It was so bad that we flew back after staying in Shanghai for four days. I sure wished I wasn't with my straight female friend because I was unable to check out any of the gay places in Shanghai and I had a most frustrating experience in a downtown McDonalds. It had been many years since I had the experience of the "urinal cruise" but it happened and , here was I , unable to do anything about it....so frustrating !!! While in the washroom, taking a piss, I did the usual thing that most gay guys do....that is, of course, to glance at the young guy at the urinal next to. Sure enough, he glanced at my cock. Naturally, I was more than happy to show it to him and, as I did so, he did the same.He was now staring at my cock as I was staring at his and we each began to grow. It took no time at all and we were both very hard and I was looking at a very nice, good sized , young hard cock. Imagine the frustration at simply having to put my cock back in my pants and having to walk away from this guy !!!! I had to get back out of the w/c to meet my friend.....oh the frustration of it all. It was such a pity because I really began to resent the presence of my friend for a while. After sightseeing Shanghai, we returned, by air, to my home.

A few days after returning, again, to my home, my friend returned to Canada and my life went back to normal with the resumption of school.

Much to my surprise, I got an email from one of the university students who had answered my ad.....remember..one of the guys who replied saying that he would be at home for Spring Festival and would not, therefore, be in Beijing when I was there?? We began to correspond by emails. Finally, we made plans to meet in a city about 6 hours away from me and a little more than 4 hours from him. I had no classes on Friday afternoons so I left my town at aprox. 3 pm and arrived at the city close to 9 pm. My "friend" had arrived about an hour earlier and had found a hotel very near to the bus station. I phoned his cell (or mobile as they call them in China) as we had arranged and he was over to the bus station in minutes.

I truly thought that this was a very risky thing for me to be doing. I had never met this guy and was travelling a significant distance to meet a total stranger. How much could go wrong!! He might not show. I might not like him. He might not like me. He might be dangerous ....etc. etc. Frequently I thought that this was really a stupid thing to do. The things we will do for a little sex !!!!

Very fortunately, this did not turn out to be stupid at all. It was a most successful encounter. In spite of having exchanged photos via emai, this guy was smaller and younger looking than I had expected. He is 22 (23 in China) and aprox. 5'7" and of very slight build. Honestly, he could easily pass for 16 or 17. He is not drop dead gorgeous...not handsome and not even real cute but there was something attractive about his face. His body, on the other hand, was a vision of perfection.

We barely closed the door to the hotel room and he was all over me, passionately trying to get my clothes off. What fun!! We fell to the bed and wrestled with our clothes until we were finally in our underwear. The bulge in his briefs was so delightful and enticing....it looked nice and big ...at least big for Chinese. Slowly I slipped his briefs down and off. He did, indeed , have a good sized, beautiful cock attached to his slim adolescent-like body. We made passionate love and we both "came" in a few minutes. We rested, chatted and sipped on a couple of beers. His english was fairly good and communication was not too difficult.

I knew, of course, that I had made the right decision to travel to this city to meet this lovely kid. Once again, I felt so grateful to have such a young slim body to make love to and, again, I was bewildered at why this guy likes me. Remember, I am a 56 yr. old who is a little bit overweight (about 10 lbs.) and I do not believe I would be attrative to any real young guys back at home. This guy, though, told me...in his emails and again, in person, that he loves older guys and...the hairer the better. By caucasian standards I would describe myself as "average" in the hairy department....maybe close to "moderate" and I will admit to a farely big cock...certainly not the biggest but a good 7". He seemed to really like me and so I was extremely happy....once again.

One little problem.This guy loves to fuck and I have never, yet, been able to enjoy getting fucked. After resting, drinking a little beer, we prepared for bed...brushing teeth....etc. Once in bed, we began to make passionate love again. He wanted real badly to fuck me and, I liked him so much and wanted him to be happy so I agreed to let him try to fuck me. Unfortunately, I still didn't like it at all and tolerated it as long as I could but stopped him after a few minutes. He didn't seem to mind a lot but was disappointed. We got down to some serious sucking (my favorite) in the 69 position and, again, it didn't take too long before we both "came" again. I figure I am not doing too badly for a guy my age. In fact, this guy said to me "I hope my cock works as well as yours when I am your age". We slept.

With this gorgeous body lying next to me, I could not sleep late and, early in the morning we were again, madly making love . Once again we both came in a short while. It was too early to get up so we went back to sleep for another couple or three hours. When we awoke again, we could not keep our hands off each other and we were soon going at it again. It was so fantastic for me. I never dreamed of having this kind of sex again in my life. I surely thought the days of real passionate love were long gone and thought the only young guys I would ever have in my bed would be guys I would have to pay for.....and what fun are they?? Maybe better than nothing but.....nothing like this!!! This was hard for me to actually believe.

When we finally got out of bed, we showered together, dressed and went in search of a McDonalds. (I wanted the McDonalds...for coffee and some western food because I have no such thing in my home). After our "brunch" we wandered around this city for a couple of hours and then returned in mid afternoon to our hotel. My friend lay on the bed, ready for his afternoon nap (seems to be the habit of most Chinese). While he closed his eyes to sleep for a little while, I unbuckled his belt, opened the button on his jeans and pulled the zipper down. As I tugged at his jeans, he obliged, lifting himself so that I could slip his jeans down to his knees. I then pulled his briefs down to expose the object of my desire....his beautiful cock,of course. I sucked him for about 10 min....maybe a bit more. He fell asleep. I pulled his briefs and jeans back up and quietly left the room.....I am not into taking an afternoon nap and I wanted to get some beer to bring back.

I left my friend sleeping for more than an hour then returned to the room with my beer. He awoke as I entered. I had 3 beers to his one while just cuddling and kissing. Our passionate, heavy duty love making had slowed down a bit...but not for long. Later, we went out for dinner and returned to the room around 9 pm.

Our second night together was as good as our first night. Once again, I tried to let him fuck me but I just can't do it. I often wonder what pleasure there is in getting fucked because it is very, very uncomfortable for me. I suppose I could get used to it if I persevered and perhaps even get to like it but I sure don't now. I would probably persevere if I was with this guy often.

After another hour or so of passionate love making, we slept. Like the first morning, just after dawn, we were hugging, kissing and sucking again till orgasm...then more sleep then, the same thing later in the morning before getting up to shower. It is amazing, when it comes to sex, how we never seem to tire of doing the same thing..... After showering we again went to McDonald's for coffee and sausage mcmuffins. His bus was leaving at 11:30 a.m. just a half hour before mine. We went from McDonalds to the bus station, said our good byes and headed home. I was back home around 6 pm.

It had been a truly great weekend and I hoped there would be more.