Ethan looked around the pool of the resort he was at. Earlier that day, the girl he took with him to Hawaii left, sick of how he treated her. He felt it was a shame, she was a 9 easily, but there were plenty of bitches here that he could fuck.

Spotting a hot woman across the pool, he ran his hands down his cut body, over his bulging muscles and ample hair, all the way down to his crotch. Cupping his junk, he proceeded to thrust his hips, letting his attentions known to the world. Discussed the woman walked off.

Ethan was about to resume his scouting when he noticed the lounge chair net to him was occupied. Looking over, he saw a big Asian man, arms and legs thick with muscle and a strong core. Obviously a man who works out a lot but he had a gut like someone who never cut. Ethan was instantly disgusted. Who did this guy think he was?

“Beautiful day” the man asked in broken English. His accent was thick but Ethan couldn’t figure out where it was from; not caring about anything besides getting his dick wet.

“Okay I guess” Ethan responded cordially, not quite ready to tell the guy off.

“Sun feels so good on body. My name Sungho.” He was definitely trying to drag Ethan into a conversation.

“Ethan” he respond, his patience wearing thin.

Sungho leaned back, stretching, and let the sun bounce off a metallic clasp on his trunks in the shape of a tiger’s head.

Ethan noticed it, and thought how weird it was. He then noticed how the fabric underneath it began shifting. It took him a moment but he realized that Sungho was hard. The head of his cock just underneath the clasp, making it bounce with each throb, changing how the light hit it.

“You like?” Sungho asked in a mocking tone.

“What?” Ethan responded as he was dragged back to reality. He found himself sitting upright and facing Sungho. “I ain’t fucking gay” he quickly blurted out realizing he was staring at another mans crotch for who knows how long.

“I no say that.” Sungho replied, a devilish smile growing on his face as he spoke. He made his cock throb again, bouncing the light in Ethan’s face again.

When the light hit his eyes, Ethan got dragged back to the metal tiger. It was amazing how the light hit it. How it changed every time Sungho’s cock throbbed. No matter what he did, he couldn’t look away.

“You want closer look?” Sungho couldn’t stop smiling as Ethan nodded, trapped by the clasp’s light. “Come with me” and Sungho grabbed Ethan’s hand and walked him to his hotel room.

Ethan didn’t resist as he was guided through the lobby, he just wished he could look at the pretty medallion some more. They stepped into an elevator and Ethan’s eyes immediately returned to the medallion, giving it his whole attention as the elevator took them higher and higher.

Once in the hotel room, Sungho drew open the curtains and sat in a chair, the sun bouncing off the medallion. Ethan sat across from him, staring at the medallion he’d grown to love. He couldn’t tell why, but it felt like the tiger was growing, getting closer and closer. Sungho began speaking again, Ethan somehow knew it was Korean but was too focused on the tiger.

The closer the tiger got, the smaller Ethan’s world got. Even when a hand pushed his head into the throbbing crotch before him, all that mattered was the medallion. When the 4 inch cock got released from the trunks, he wasn’t grossed out because the light told him not to worry.

“Suck.” The word sounded off in Ethan’s head. He knew understood the word, but he knew it was spoken in Korean. While what was left of his brain was trying to puzzle out how he understood Korean, his mouth eagerly took the head and began nursing it, working the shaft deeper into his willing mouth.

The sun had fallen lower in the sky, bathing the room with it’s warm energy. Sungho pulled Ethan off his cock and moved to the bed, pulling his shorts off as he did revealing the tiger was attached to a string still around his waist.

Ethan eagerly followed Sungho to the bed and resumed sucking his cock, never taking his eyes off the tiger.

Without warning, Sungho ordered Ethan onto all fours and ripped his shorts off, revealing his straight virgin ass. He removed the medallion and held it in front of Ethan as he forced his cock inside. After thrusting hard, he reached around and stroked Ethan’s womanizing 8 inches. Sungho could feel it throbbing in his hand and smiled as he knew what it meant. Each thrust made it throb. Each throb meant it was shrinking and Sungho’s cock was growing. He smiled as he felt his cock going deeper and deeper into Ethan’s tight hole.

The medallion was everything to Ethan. Everything else in his head was pushed out, replaced by the teachings of the tiger medallion. The years of being a womanizing douchebag were replaced with his new boyfriend Sungho and drinking and working out replaced with taking dick.

Sungho moved his hand to grope Ethan’s chest, felling it shrink to match Ethan’s new reality. He grunted as he watched the once muscle clad douche bag shrank down to a 5’8 twink. Smiling between grunts, he loved how Ethan began trusting his hips bad to meet each trust and hearing Ethan moan in a effeminate tone.

Sungho felt his balls begin to rise and began stroking Ethan’s now 4 inch cock, attempting to work his new boyfriend over the edge to cement their new life together. With one last powerful thrust, Ethan squealed as he felt his ass fill with Sungho’s copious load. Sungho roared as he erupted in Ethan’s ass before dragging Ethan as they fell into a spooning position, Sungho never letting his cock leave it’s new home.

Ethan purred as he told Sungho how much he loved his dick in fluent Korean, with an American accent, and nuzzled deeper into Sungho’s embrace.

Sungho slipped the medallion over Ethan’s head, for him to wear as necklace. “You have the sweetest ass I’ve ever had.” before kissing him on the back of the neck.

Both of them were going to enjoy their trip before returning home to South Korea together.