When approaching the hotel, I felt I would need to use a washroom. We went to his room. After using the washroom, I stepped out the bathroom and saw him watching a TV program. He didn’t seem prepared to go. He sat comfortably on one chair. I sat on the empty one. We exchanged a few words while watching the TV.
I felt a sexual urge for him again. Not knowing how to approach him, I asked:
“Would you like to go to have a massage?”
“Who would give it?” He questioned in an eager tone as he turned his head toward me.
“Those massage parlors on the street,” I replied.
He looked relieved, with a hint of smile.
“How much?” he asked.
“Around $3,000 NT.” I answered.
“Save the money.” He sort of disapproved my idea.
We sat there for another minute or two without exchanging a word. My mind was puzzled and I did not know what I was thinking. Words erupted from my mouth:
“Do you believe that two men can give each other a massage without having sex?” I was surprised that I had made that long statement without any interruption and hesitation.
“Sure, why don’t we do it now?” His eyes brightened and he seemed very pleased with the idea.
He stood up. I followed. We started to unbutton our shirts.
I asked: “Do you mind if I take off all my clothes?”
He jokingly replied” “You have to.”
I was nervous, and I felt my body trembling. Very soon I took off all my clothes, lying on the bed facing down. I could hear that he was still undressing himself. I turned my eyes to look at him. He just took off his underwear, and was about to take off his underpants. He was really good looking. My heart was pumping.
The bed was so comfortable and it smelled good. After the hot spring bath, I hadn’t sweated at all and I felt very clean. I very much enjoyed the moment.
He now was naked and came to the bed next to me. I buried my head in the pillows. His hands touched my back. I was trembling. He did not say a word, just rubbing my back gently. I extended my hand and stopped when I touched his leg. He continued rubbing my back and gradually my lower back. The emotion was intense. I started moving my hand around to feel him. He lowered his hands to caress my butt. It was so sensual that I could not recall the last time I had such an experience.
I raised my upper half and turned my head to look at him. He looked at me too. His manhood was totally aroused. The light was on. I could see clearly how beautiful his body was, moderately hairy and excellent body shape. It felt different now as opposed to earlier today in the hot springs. Perhaps it was something in the air - romantic and sexual at the same time.
I turned around, lying on bed looking at him. He lowered his body on top of me. He rubbed his manhood against my abs. I held him tightly. This was the moment I had been dreaming for more than a week. He then inserted his manhood in between my legs next to my balls. It was dry. We did not put any lubricant but he didn’t seem to mind. He was in and out vigorously. He moaned, louder and louder. I was wondering whether people in the hallway would hear his moaning. It didn’t take long that we both reached climax.
Neither of us explored what we had been thinking in the past week. Why hadn’t we moved forward faster. We could have lost the opportunity of this intimate moment.
We did not meet again before he went back to Hong Kong two days later. I did not know his phone number there. He said he would call me if he would come to Taipei one day.
Time passed by. I thought of him from time to time. After a few months, I stopped hoping, but deep inside, I knew I was longing for being with him again.
* * *
One day as I was working on a proposal, my desk phone rang. I picked it up.
“Is that Robert?” It’s him. I still remembered his voice.
“Yes it is. Is it Eric?” I asked, to be sure.
“Hi, how are you?”
“I am fine. How are you?”
“Listen. I am arriving Taipei this afternoon. I would like to see you tonight if you are available.
“Sure,” I answered without hesitation.
“May I see you around 9 at Hyatt?”
“Sure, I will be there.”
The rest of the work day seemed so delightful. In the meantime, I tried not to show my cheerfulness so that colleagues would not detect what was going on.
* * *
Ten to nine in the evening, I arrived at the Hyatt’s lobby. I wandered around and at 9:00, I used the house phone to call his room. No one answered. Perhaps he was not back yet, I thought. I sat on a couch facing the main entrance. Whenever there came a limo or a taxi, I looked to see if it was him.
Minute after minute, there was still no sight of him. I called his room again and again without success. One hour passed, I wondered whether I should leave or not. Each time, I gave myself ten more minutes. I told myself if he did not show up in ten minutes, I would go. Each time as time was up, I gave myself another ten minutes.
By eleven, I was exhausted, mentally. I decided to go. Walked a few steps, I turned my head around, hoping to see him coming in. Then I gave myself a final ten minutes.
The final ten minutes passed. I felt I really needed to go. I stood up preparing to leave, then I saw him walking into the lobby. He looked tired.
“Sorry for being so late. I was tied up with my colleagues, and I couldn’t leave earlier. They were so hospitable. I couldn’t find any excuse to leave.” He apologized.
“I understand. That’s typical here. They feel they need to entertain you this way.” I replied.
We arrived in his room. He ordered some tea. After tea, he looked more refreshed. We took turn to have shower. I held him naked on the bed. All the waiting was worthwhile.
* * *
The next time he came to Taipei was a few months later. This time I met him on a Saturday evening. Earlier that day, I had a trip to Kaohsiung, a major city in Southern Taiwan. I thought of lying to my parents that I would stay in Kaohsiung for one night. I wondered whether I could spend a night with Eric. As I was not sure whether that would happen, I didn’t say a word to my parents.
That night, after having sex, he seemed to be in a good mood. He said:
“You were wild tonight.” He used finger to touch my nose.
I smiled.
“Please stay with me tonight.” He continued.
I was so delighted that he asked. We never spent a night together.
“I would love to but I couldn’t. I never stayed overnight outside. I don’t want my parents to know that I sleep with someone.” I offered my reasoning.
“Be a good boy. Pretend nothing happening...”
He invited me to go to Hong Kong to visit him. I said I would. Before I finally visited Hong Kong, we met once or twice more.
* * *
One day I got a call from him.
“Robert, I’ll have some work in Taipei next week. This time, I would like to arrive on Friday so that I could spend the weekend with you.”
“Sure, let me know your flight information, and I will go to the airport to pick you up.”
It’s something I had been waiting. I had been longing for spending a weekend with him. I had my own apartment now so that I could spend nights with the men I encountered without having to go back to my parents’ home.
A few days later, I got another call from him.
“Robert, I won’t be there until Sunday night. I am tied up with a few things here. I could only get there late Sunday afternoon.”
“That will be fine. Just let me know when you have your flight booking done.” Although I was disappointed, I believed that I did not show it on my voice.
On the coming Sunday, I prepared the dinner stuff. I would like him to see my place and I would like to cook a dinner for him. I also put a suit in the trunk of my car. He had invited me to stay overnight with him in the hotel. I could go to the office directly on Monday.
I drove to the airport to meet him. As I pulled into the arrivals terminal, I saw him immediately.
We shook hands, hoping that we would be seen as business associates. Then we got into the car, heading for my home.
“Have you been waiting for long?” I asked.
“No, just about five minutes.”
I told him my plan - having the dinner in my place, then go to his hotel.
While cooking, I asked if he would like to have a shower. He pleasantly agreed. I said I would give him a shower later.
Not long after, I heard him calling me. Apparently he finished the shower. I rushed to find a clean towel then I knocked the door and entered. He stood naked outside the tub. Looking at him and his hairy body made me very sexually vulnerable. I couldn’t help myself touching his hairy chest, after a long period of hoping for this moment.
I said: “I couldn’t wait any longer.”
He gave me a look seducing me to go to bed now.
“Let me turn off the stove.”
Before long, we were naked in my bed. We caressed each other tightly. We both were very aroused. I was so attracted to him. He was possibly my first love. Love-making with him made me forget about endless loneliness in Taipei. That was an era without Internet. Those brief encounters were my moment of sexual reality. With him, it was more than just a brief encounter. We had met a few times. We got to know each other, emotionally and physically. Every time when his manhood hit the heart of my bottom - my perineum, I felt his love. He always called me “Robert Baby” during love-making. That further solidified my feeling of love for him.
After the sexual storm was over, we rested a little while. He fell asleep. I looked at him, my arm touching his, feeling that we were connected, physically and mentally. I didn’t do anything else, just admiring him.
Later that evening on the way to the hotel, He said:
“Robert, I have a few things to do tonight before the work starts tomorrow. Maybe you just drop me off at the hotel. I will give you a call if I have time to see you before leaving.”
I was disappointed but I did not try to turn his decision around. I could sense his determination to stay alone tonight. “I shouldn’t have had sex with him earlier. Now I ruined my opportunity to stay overnight with him.” An inner voice surfaced.
I didn’t get a call from him before he left.
* * *
Visiting Hong Kong was a little out of blue. My company asked me to go to Hong Kong to do some research. I was very excited. I could be there for about ten days. He had expressed his interest in seeing me if one day I would visit Hong Kong.
I called him immediately.
--- To be continued---
