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You Never Know Who Desires You.


Quite a few years ago, in the night ages when the internet had just come to this commonwealth, there were very few sites catering to homophile. One of these was Tamil Sex .Com, a web site where there was only a"chat way"where you could talk to other like minded guys and homosexual. Of form there was no facility for the exchange of painting or any other means of verification of the other's personal identity. If you found a guy who was matter to in coming together, 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 group meeting never materialised, with the guy never showing up, or the soul who turned up was person who was around thirty or 40 rather than the 18 or twenty dollar bill they had claimed to be, making feeble excuse for hiding their lawful age.

After a few months of these letdown and flops I grew disenchanted at the idea of trying to satisfy anyone through this medium. But then I started chatting to a particular boy who always seemed to be on stock though he never seemed to chat to others. At least he never appeared to message other when I was on line. We seemed to find quite a lot in park. He claimed to be 19, just the sort of age I liked, and he claimed to care older men, men like me. After chatting about 3 multiplication a hebdomad, for a month or so I decided to shoot a chance and risk another failure. We decided on a date and a metre. Selected a place which would tolerate us to touch without too lots chance of any known person seeing us and asking uneasy questions.

In today's much more give and liberal society I still look back in marvel at the amount of concealment and care we had to bring to stay undiscovered. The lengths we had to go just to express our inner desires and pauperization. Although there was a lot going on behind locked doors and in the dark niche of our lives, most cat had a much more sharing and giving position then is found in today's gay human race. If you knew somebody was into man to man sex there would be picayune hesitation to introduce him to others you knew and visa -a- versa, with never a breathing spell of these matters ever reaching the ears of parents or even sibling.

I reached the prescribed billet, dressed in the dress I had told the boy I would be wearing, when much to my surprise I saw my neighbours son. He was a boy I had known for the lastly five yr or so. He was now 19. Even more to my surprise he seemed to be waiting for person. Though I made every attempt not to catch his attention or be noticed, he saw me and came up to me. He asked me what I was doing there. At first I did not know what I should say, and then using some promptly thinking said I had come to purchase some particular from a nearby shop.
You can imagine my stupor 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 meet a boy, and not just any boy, but a gay boy. Trying as best as I could to shroud my astonishment I asked what he was doing there. His reply, that he had come to touch me, rendered me speechless for a patch. It was only then I noticed that he was wearing the exactly Saami colour dress that the boy from the net was supposed to wear.


When I was able to gather my spread 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 tense two months and that all along he knew who I was. He said he had logged on to Tamil Sex only to progress to me. He also told me that he knew he was attracted to men and had had his first experience with another boy a few years before.

In the age between the first off experience and encounter me he had had many many other experiences. And had come to realise that he was attracted to elder men, rather than boys his own age. He had been attracted to me from the fourth dimension he knew it was men he was interested in and had tried to let me do it by his actions and attitude. It seems that I am very dull witted and had never"seen"or paid any attention to his approach. He also knew from an old school Ilex paraguariensis, Mohan that I liked boy and would sometimes have sex with some of them. Mohan was one of the boys I occasionally had sex with. In today's gay world there is no way Mohan would consume ever told anyone about me. But though Mohan did recite Arun about me, he had refused to speak to me about Arun or to let me be intimate that Arun was matter to in me. Mohan had heard that I would rebuff any untested boy approaching me directly or on the behalf of another, and that I would only bed boys I had approached myself or had been told about by former honest-to-goodness guy cable and then only if the boy was over 18 old age of age. As Arun was jr. Mohan did not want to risk telling me about him.
Arun did not know how to recount me that he liked me and wanted to make some fun with me or what my reaction would be if he directly approached me. He had heard that I had rebuffed another boy who had approached me, but did not bang 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 land site and confab to people. He also found out I used the pen epithet of"Randy"when on T.S. He set about getting me to chat to him and had tried to spend a penny me consider in him enough to descend and meet him face to face. His demeanor was so open air 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 Brigham Young boy to gratify in sex I had no inwardness or psyche to disappoint 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 thinking of a sexual nature. He was a very gracious looking boy, just the kind of boy that was most attractive to me and almost of the ideal age. Because he was my neighbour's son and somebody who knew me and trusted me it had never crossed my mind to think of him in any way connected to intimate attraction or desire. Looking at him after his astounding revelation, made me realise just how attractive he was and how sexual the nature of this attraction was.


I was also keenly aware of the sense of fervour and prediction he was radiating. The very fact that I had known him for so many years, had seen him growing up and have sex his parents seemed to add to the atmosphere of the moment. He admitted that it had been a long and weary 2 month before I was convinced enough to agree to play him. He asked me if I really had a convenient property where we could consume sex.

When I told him I did, he was overjoyed. We went straight to the place and almost before entering the elbow room fully, already had our script on each other's bodies. I barely had meter to shut the door before he had lowered my pants and underwear to scupper my already raise rooster and was down on his stifle in front of me, engulfing as much as he could within the warm wet cave of his mouth. It did not take long for his fairly expert sucking to earn me want to blurt out. When I tried to dispatch it, he would not let me do so and clamped his sassing hard on the swollen head till I shot my cum into his waiting mouth.


I was also hot and eager to see him naked and almost tore his clothes off him. His youth and boylike body was smooth with just a small tuft of whisker beginning to indicate above his cock. For his age he was nicely endowed and like mine his tool was cut. The glans was a blushing red colouring material that stood out against his fairish skin. Other than the scanty pubic pilus he was completely hairless, even his underarms were like silk. His teen aged boyish fount had thickset pouting lips that held a aeonian invitation to kiss and could do wonder to a flagging cock. His testicle, small and round, protruded proudly from between his stage ; his stiff shaft almost upright against his stomach was inviting tending as soon as possible. I wasted no clip getting my brim around it. I had barely begun to imbibe him when he shot his cum into my mouth and over my face. He was remorseful and abashed but said that he had been dreaming of the day I would absorb him off for a tenacious, long time.


We moved to the bed and after he had used his wet, hot mouth and tremendous mouth to bring me to full-of-the-moon erection again, he turned over on his stomach and showed me his cute ass and asked me to lie with him as hard as I could. Just a small amount of lubricating cream was needed to slick the entrance hole and the pass of my cock. I placed the head of my fixed peter against the pucker of his ass and was expecting to use some force to go in the passage but was surprised by the ease with which I was able to enter him. After a short patch of fucking him in this inverted missionary office I turned him on his book binding and gently pushed his peg up to his shoulders. This exposed his ass and his pretty and inviting hole to me. This office allowed me to penetrate oceanic abyss in his fanny and see his face at the same time. As I pushed my cock into him again I could see the look of joy that spread across his countenance. His slit was also fully erect and lying on his tum. As I started to stroke my long hard cock 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 thorax, face and even his tomentum with cum. Later he told me that was the first gear 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 sleep together my ass. He was certainly the youngest boy to be given the fortune to enjoy that pleasure. His body was fluent and hairless with the exclusion of the pubic tuft that drew your regard towards his penis, his nature so undemanding and compliant that it took on an aura of childlike chasteness that was very inviting and extremely erotic. A few calendar month into our relationship I became conscious of a deep sit down desire to have him fuck me in like shipway to what I had been doing to him.

I wanted to feel that cut cock penetrate my ass [ all the previous Guy who had fucked me had been uncircumcised ] and feel the head teacher flare in interjection as the forefront of my cock flared in his ass. It took only a little bit of persuasion to realize him match to do as I wanted. After applying plentifulness of lubricator to my hole and his cock I knelt down, lowered my head to the floor, trustfulness back my coxa so the tornado of my ass spread wide of the mark and exposed the entrance to my back up passage. Arun took his position behind me and pressed the now dark purple headland of his cock to my waiting flesh. He slowly slid into my ass and I was enjoying the new sensation of a circumcised dick head expanding my gob when I felt his eubstance stiffen and he began to blurt out. 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 hump anyone. It took a few more give way attempts before I could revel the complete sensations of being fucked by a cut cock. If my memory serves me correctly it was only on the one-fourth or fifth attempt that he was able to finis a prospicient sentence and was able to engage full long strokes to click deep into my ass.

The failed attempts due to his premature ejaculations became quite a jocularity between us and later when he was able-bodied to make love me deeply for a to the full 10 transactions before ejaculating, I would often rib him about the first few quickly ended sessions. The sensation a cut hammer creates as it penetrates the body is quite exceptional as is the final exam mo before ejaculation. I enjoyed these feelings many time over the old age Arun and I were lovers.
My relationship with Arun was a perceptiveness of promised land. A young boy with a nubile and accommodating consistency, reduce and hairless, a nice clean turncock, that was attractive in looks and cut like mine, for me to suck and that could fuck me when I felt the pauperism or desire to have him penetrate me. A wet hot mouth that would wet-nurse my putz with everlasting perfection. An ass that I could fuck so easily and in any post I fancied. Above this, soul who lived just next room access to me. I just could not have asked for anything better in this life. I knew he would be set and willing to come in to me at any clock time, there were a hundred and one reason for him to come in to my menage without anybody, even his parents, doubting the grounds for his visit. Any time he was horny and wanted some action, or any time I felt the same we now had each other to enumerate on.
Many multiplication I have looked at him kneeling on the bed, with his bubble ass in the air, spread wide, the golf hole pink and moist, still pulsing from the aftermath of my piece of ass and his now flaccid turncock hanging between his peg, with a few drop of his emission still dripping from it or have been lying flushed from the effort of fucking him or been cattle farm face down, sated by his fucking, with his soundbox supine over me and have wondered what I had ever done to deserve such pleasure and a boy like him. Sometimes as we lay in a 69, his impudent and youthful cum tasting ever so slightly salty and yet so creamy in my mouthpiece, his lip locked around my own hot backbreaking shaft, refusing to release me till he could debilitate ever drop of spermatozoan from my turncock and it lay limp and wet in his confection oral cavity. What indeed had I done to warrant this privilege ?

We had hot sex that day and for many mean solar day and months thereafter. In truth our relationship lasted for around 5 years. It ended when his family relocated to the USA. The age we had together were a heavy time and I think I can say with confidence that it was something more than just the sex that made it so wonderful. Perhaps it was the sensation of danger we sometimes felt, having sex almost within the earreach and pot of his parents. Perhaps it was the sense of conversance we felt when lying naked in bed together, we had known each early for years before we started having sex but after our first laugher in bed it seemed to us that we had known each former for eternity. I do not think I will ever hump what actually made it so commove.

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