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You Never Know Who Desires You.


Quite a few eld ago, in the dark ages when the internet had just come to this country, there were very few sites catering to homophile. One of these was Tamil Sex .Com, a site where there was only a"confabulation Room"where you could speak to other like minded bozo and gays. Of course there was no adeptness for the exchange of exposure or any early means of check of the other's identities. If you found a guy who was interested in meeting, it was always a gamble as to what kind of guy showed up, if they showed up at all. Most of the time the proposed meeting never materialised, with the guy never showing up, or the person who turned up was soul who was around thirty or forty rather than the eighteen or twenty they had claimed to be, making lame self-justification for hiding their true age.

After a few calendar month of these letdown and dud I grew disenchanted at the idea of trying to meet anyone through this medium. But then I started chatting to a fussy boy who always seemed to be on line though he never seemed to chat to others. At to the lowest degree he never appeared to message other when I was on line. We seemed to find quite a lot in common. He claimed to be 19, just the sort of age I liked, and he claimed to like older men, men like me. After chatting about 3 times a week, for a month or so I decided to take a chance and risk of infection another bankruptcy. We decided on a date and a time. Selected a place which would countenance us to assemble without too very much chance of any know person seeing us and asking awkward interrogative sentence.

In today's much more open and kind society I still look back in wonder at the amount of privateness and tutelage we had to take to remain undiscovered. The distance we had to go just to express our inner desires and needs. Although there was a lot going on behind locked doorway and in the dark box of our lives, near guys had a much more deal and giving position then is found in today's gay world. If you knew someone was into man to man sex there would be picayune waver to usher in him to others you knew and visa -a- versa, with never a breath of these matters ever reaching the auricle of parents or even siblings.

I reached the appointed place, dressed in the apparel I had told the boy I would be wearing, when much to my surprise I saw my neighbour son. He was a boy I had known for the finale five years or so. He was now 19. Even more to my surprisal he seemed to be waiting for someone. Though I made every cause not to becharm his tending or be noticed, he saw me and came up to me. He asked me what I was doing there. At first I did not hump what I should say, and then using some quick thinking said I had come to purchase some items from a nearby shop.
You can guess my seismic disturbance when he said to me"Uncle, please don't tell lies ! ! !"He then further astounded me by telling me that I had come there to see a boy, and not just any boy, but a gay boy. Trying as best as I could to veil my astonishment I asked what he was doing there. His response, that he had come to see me, rendered me speechless for a while. It was only then I noticed that he was wearing the exactly same colour dress that the boy from the net was supposed to wear.


When I was able to forgather my spread out wits I asked for an explanation. It was then that he told me that he was the boy who had been chatting to me for the past two calendar month and that all along he knew who I was. He said he had logged on to Tamil Sex only to reach me. He also told me that he knew he was attracted to men and had had his first experience with another boy a few class before.

In the geezerhood between the first experience and group meeting me he had had many many other experiences. And had come to realise that he was attracted to older men, rather than boys his own age. He had been attracted to me from the clip he knew it was men he was interested in and had tried to let me know by his military action and attitude. It seems that I am very dull witted and had never"seen"or paid any attention to his approach path. He also knew from an older school Paraguay tea, Mohan that I liked boys and would sometimes have sex with some of them. Mohan was one of the boys I occasionally had sex with. In today's gay creation there is no way Mohan would have ever told anyone about me. But though Mohan did tell Arun about me, he had refused to speak to me about Arun or to let me have intercourse that Arun was concerned in me. Mohan had heard that I would rebuff any young boy approaching me directly or on the behalf of another, and that I would only bed son I had approached myself or had been told about by other Old guy cable and then only if the boy was over 18 years of age. As Arun was new Mohan did not want to risk telling me about him.
Arun did not know how to tell me that he liked me and wanted to have some fun with me or what my chemical reaction would be if he directly approached me. He had heard that I had rebuffed another boy who had approached me, but did not have intercourse then, that it was because that boy was under age. Then he heard of Tamil Sex and from the Same school chum, who knew about me, learned that I used to browse the site and chat to the great unwashed. He also found out I used the pen name of"Randy"when on T.S. He set about getting me to chat to him and had tried to make me think in him enough to come and cope with him face to face. His demeanor was so open and he so obviously knew what he was getting into, that even though I knew he was only 19 and that I should not be encouraging such a untested boy to indulge in sex I had no heart or psyche to let down him or turn him down, especially as he had already lost his virginity and was now an experienced gay.

I had seen Arun almost every day for around five years, but had never looked at him with mentation of a sexual nature. He was a very nice looking boy, just the sort of boy that was most attractive to me and almost of the ideal age. Because he was my neighbour's son and soul who knew me and trusted me it had never crossed my nous to call up of him in any way connected to sexual attraction or desire. Looking at him after his astounding Apocalypse, made me realise just how attractive he was and how intimate the nature of this attraction was.


I was also keenly cognizant of the mother wit of hullabaloo and anticipation he was radiating. The very fact that I had known him for so many eld, had seen him growing up and knew his parents seemed to add to the atmosphere of the bit. He admitted that it had been a farsighted and fag 2 months before I was convinced enough to fit in to satisfy him. He asked me if I really had a commodious home where we could hold sex.

When I told him I did, he was overjoyed. We went straight to the piazza and almost before entering the room fully, already had our workforce on each other's soundbox. I barely had time to close the doorway before he had lowered my drawers and underclothing to expose my already erect cock and was down on his knees in front end of me, engulfing as much as he could within the ardent wet cave of his mouth. It did not take long for his fairly proficient sucking to make me need to ejaculate. When I tried to remove it, he would not let me do so and clamped his sassing hard on the intumesce head word boulder clay I shot my cum into his waiting mouth.


I was also hot and eager to see him naked and almost tore his apparel off him. His young and boyish torso was smoothen with just a modest tussock of hair beginning to show above his cock. For his age he was nicely endowed and like mine his cock was cut. The glans was a blushing red colour that stood out against his fair skin. Other than the step-in pubic whisker he was completely hairless, even his underarms were like silk. His teen aged boyish human face had thickset pouting lips that held a perpetual invitation to osculate and could do wonder to a flagging cock. His clump, small and round, protruded proudly from between his leg ; his stiff cock almost upright against his belly was inviting attention as soon as possible. I wasted no time getting my back talk around it. I had barely begun to blow him when he shot his cum into my mouth and over my face. He was contrite and abash but said that he had been dreaming of the day I would breastfeed him off for a long, long time.


We moved to the bed and after he had used his wet, hot mouth and wonderful lips to lend me to full erection again, he turned over on his stomach and showed me his precious ass and asked me to get laid him as hard as I could. Just a small amount of lubricating cream was needed to slick the entranceway hole and the head of my prick. I placed the head of my rigid slit against the pucker of his ass and was expecting to use some force to introduce the passage but was surprised by the ease with which I was able to move into him. After a short while of fucking him in this inverted missionary position I turned him on his back and gently pushed his legs up to his shoulders. This exposed his ass and his pretty and inviting hole to me. This side allowed me to penetrate deep in his backside and see his brass at the Saami time. As I pushed my cock into him again I could see the feel of pleasure that spread across his countenance. His prick was also fully erect and lying on his breadbasket. As I started to stroke my long hard turncock in and out of his ass I could see him getting harder. Using one hand I started to she-bop him and soon he sprayed his own dresser, fount and even his hair with cum. Later he told me that was the foremost clock time he had been fucked in that position and he had never had such an ejaculation before.

Arun was not the first boy I had enjoyed having sex with. But he was one of the very few I had ever invited to have it away my ass. He was certainly the youngest boy to be given the chance to enjoy that pleasure. His body was smoothen and hairless with the exception of the pubic tuft that drew your gaze towards his penis, his nature so undemanding and compliant that it took on an atmosphere of childlike restraint that was very inviting and extremely erotic. A few calendar month into our relationship I became conscious of a inscrutable invest desire to own him know me in similar direction to what I had been doing to him.

I wanted to sense that cut cock penetrate my ass [ all the late hombre who had fucked me had been uncircumcised ] and find the drumhead flash in ejaculation as the head of my cock flared in his ass. It took only a picayune bit of persuasion to make him check to do as I wanted. After applying spate of lubricant to my hollow and his putz I knelt down, lowered my nous to the floor, trust back my hips so the cracking of my ass spread wide-cut and exposed the entrance to my rearward passage. Arun took his position behind me and pressed the now dark purple head of his cock to my waiting flesh. He slowly slid into my ass and I was enjoying the new hotshot of a circumcised prick oral sex expanding my hole when I felt his body stiffen and he began to blunder. When it was over and his limp cock slid out from my ass he was most apologetic.

I only then discovered that this was the very first time he had ever tried to roll in the hay anyone. It took a few more neglect attempts before I could savor the complete sensations of being fucked by a cut peter. If my retentiveness serves me correctly it was only on the quarter or fifth attempt that he was able-bodied to last a yearner prison term and was able to apply broad long strokes to penetrate trench into my ass.

The betray effort due to his untimely ejaculation became quite a caper between us and later when he was able-bodied to lie with me deeply for a full 10 minute before ejaculating, I would often rib him about the first few quickly ended sessions. The ace a cut cock creates as it penetrates the eubstance is quite olympian as is the net seconds before ejaculation. I enjoyed these feeling many times over the year Arun and I were devotee.
My relationship with Arun was a taste of Shangri-la. A Brigham Young boy with a nubile and accommodating body, slim and hairless, a nice clean cock, that was attractive in looks and cut like mine, for me to suck and that could screw me when I felt the penury or desire to have him penetrate me. A wet hot oral fissure that would give suck my shaft with consummate perfection. An ass that I could fuck so easily and in any position I fancied. Above this, someone who lived just next door to me. I just could not cause asked for anything better in this life. I knew he would be quick and bequeath to do to me at any time, there were a hundred and one cause for him to come to my household without anybody, even his parents, doubting the intellect for his visits. Any time he was ruttish and wanted some action, or any meter I felt the Saame we now had each other to depend on.
Many clock time I have looked at him kneeling on the bed, with his guggle ass in the air, spread wide, the hole pink and moist, still pulsing from the aftermath of my ass and his now flaccid turncock hanging between his stage, with a few pearl of his emission still dripping from it or have been lying flushed from the exertion of fucking him or been spread grimace down, sated by his roll in the hay, with his body supine over me and bear wondered what I had ever done to merit such delight and a boy like him. Sometimes as we lay in a 69, his sassy and youthful cum tasting ever so slightly salty and yet so creamy in my sassing, his sassing locked around my own hot intemperately beam, refusing to free me till he could drain ever drop of sperm from my cock and it lay limp and wet in his angelical mouth. What indeed had I done to warrant this privilege ?

We had hot sex that day and for many daylight and month thereafter. In truth our relationship lasted for around 5 age. It ended when his family unit relocated to the USA. The days we had together were a great sentence and I think I can say with sureness that it was something more than just the sex that made it so terrific. Perhaps it was the sense of danger we sometimes felt, having sex almost within the hearing and sight of his parents. Perhaps it was the sentience of intimacy we felt when lying naked in bed together, we had known each former for years before we started having sex but after our first hoyden in bed it seemed to us that we had known each other for eternity. I do not think I will ever know what actually made it so exciting.

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