Rice Queens

My boyfriend for almost 6 years surprised me a delectable dinner when I arrived home. I felt guilty since I am the cook on this relationship and he was trying to convey something. It was not our anniversary nor my birthday so I was in a mystery mode on why he was super nice and making dinner.

After I kiss and grope him, he took my bag and jacket and ushered me to my seat. It was even a candle lit dinner and I can see the salad was already plated. As I was admiring him, the dying romance we have was now somewhat revived. I don’t even recall the last time we have sex, was it last week or maybe a week before that? We both work so hard on where we are currently, to stay in a 2 bedroom condo in the downtown Salt Lake City, I work for a marketing firm where we handle TV advertisement for cable companies while my sexy boyfriend just finished his degree in physical science and working as an exercise trainer and sports consultant for physical therapy.

My name is Jose, a 2nd generation Asian descent from San Francisco, California. I’m not bad looking, 28 years old, toned, 5’ 10” tall, wavy hair, brown complexion and an ass you can serve salad with. My hunky boyfriend is Mark from Boston who went to University of Utah for his course and instead of going back home, he decided to stay here with me to be my sex slave, literally. He is what you call a rice queen and love anything Asian. He is about 6’ 3” tall, 27 years old, well-built and muscles to lick, red hair, a cute freckles and dimples that can make my knees weak.

As we were devouring our delicious dinner, he saw my questionable face and stop me immediately. He said that he can ask me anything after our desert. As I was licking the spoon for peach cobbler, he moved his seat from across the table next to mine. He held my hand and I started to panic, is he going to propose? He immediately stated that our relationship is going south, mostly work and no more fun and he wants to have the spark we have when we started dating. Suddenly the drank me, dancing on a table just reappeared in my senses and I went back to my boyfriend eyes as I held his hand firmly. I told him that we were young, we partied too much and we were broke. He laugh with me and he totally agreed but what he was proposing if we can make our relationship ignite again. He was chatting with another gay couple if we were in an open relationship and he knows that we are monogamous and never tried three some or orgy before. He was asking if we try to play with other guys. My heart sank and I thought this is the beginning to end our relationship and he saw my shock face. He immediately kiss me and retracted his offer. I stopped him and inquire if he is not satisfied with our relationship, he quickly answered that he is happy, sex life is so and so but everything is going to what we were planning. He is starting to appreciate and would like to try sex in different forms and style while he really wants to go to his adventure with me. I appreciate his candid and I totally agree with him since our sex life was boring and I don’t know how we survive for the past years doing vanilla sex. So Mark grab me and ushered me to my work desk while he was logging in to our home computer and showing me the pictures of the couple he was chatting, They are not bad looking, they are also like us, inter-racial with Asian and Caucasian couple. Mark pointed out Daben who is the white guy who is also the guy he worked with and then he pointed out Kenta his boyfriend. He also showed my picture to Daben and jokingly said to eat me alive since Daben is also another rice queen. My manhood just sprung up and made a tent to my khakis while Mark just noticed it and start massaging it. I gave him a little nibble on his ear lobe and he sprang back up as I know he is ticklish on that area.