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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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