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You Never Know Who Desires You.


Quite a few age ago, in the dark ages when the internet had just come to this country, there were very few web site catering to gays. One of these was Tamil Sex .Com, a site where there was only a"Chat Room"where you could talk to former like minded guys and gay. Of course there was no facility for the substitution of motion picture or any other means of verification of the other's individuality. 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 coming together never materialised, with the guy never showing up, or the somebody who turned up was someone who was around 30 or forty rather than the 18 or twenty they had claimed to be, making feeble excuses for hiding their honest age.

After a few month of these disappointments and fizzle I grew disenchanted at the idea of trying to foregather anyone through this medium. But then I started chatting to a particular boy who always seemed to be on line though he never seemed to chat to others. At least he never appeared to message other when I was on line. We seemed to bump quite a lot in green. He claimed to be 19, just the sort of age I liked, and he claimed to like former men, men like me. After chatting about 3 times a hebdomad, for a month or so I decided to take aim a chance and jeopardy another loser. We decided on a date and a time. Selected a post which would permit us to meet without too much opportunity of any lie with individual seeing us and asking awkward questions.

In today's much more open and resistant society I still look back in admiration at the amount of silence and care we had to guide to remain undiscovered. The lengths we had to go just to express our inner desires and indigence. Although there was a lot going on behind lock doorway and in the black corners of our lives, most guys had a much more sharing and giving attitude then is found in today's gay world. If you knew somebody was into man to man sex there would be little hesitation to bring in him to others you knew and visa -a- versa, with never a hint of these matters ever reaching the ears of parents or even siblings.

I reached the decreed blank space, dressed in the clothes I had told the boy I would be wearing, when much to my surprise I saw my neighbor son. He was a boy I had known for the last five year or so. He was now 19. Even more to my surprise he seemed to be waiting for person. Though I made every endeavour not to see his attention or be noticed, he saw me and came up to me. He asked me what I was doing there. At commencement I did not know what I should say, and then using some warm thought process said I had come to buy some items from a nearby shop.
You can reckon my jounce when he said to me"Uncle, please don't William 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 blot out my astonishment I asked what he was doing there. His reply, that he had come to meet me, rendered me speechless for a patch. It was only then I noticed that he was wearing the exactly same coloring material clothes that the boy from the net was supposed to wear.


When I was capable to gather my scatter 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 months and that all along he knew who I was. He said he had logged on to Tamil Sex only to pass 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 long time between the firstly experience and 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 time he knew it was men he was interested in and had tried to let me sleep with by his actions and attitude. It seems that I am very dull witted and had never"seen"or paid any attention to his approaches. He also knew from an previous school fellow, Mohan that I liked boy and would sometimes give birth sex with some of them. Mohan was one of the boy I occasionally had sex with. In today's gay world there is no way Mohan would cause ever told anyone about me. But though Mohan did tell Arun about me, he had refused to mouth to me about Arun or to let me know that Arun was concern 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 male child I had approached myself or had been told about by other older guys and then only if the boy was over 18 twelvemonth of age. As Arun was untried Mohan did not desire to take chances telling me about him.
Arun did not sleep together how to say me that he liked me and wanted to bear 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 make love then, that it was because that boy was under age. Then he heard of Tamil Sex and from the same school crony, who knew about me, learned that I used to shop the website and chat to hoi polloi. 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 form me believe in him enough to come up and meet him face to face. His behaviour was so clear 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 unseasoned boy to luxuriate in sex I had no heart or judgement 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 thoughts of a sexual nature. He was a very nice looking boy, just the sorting of boy that was most attractive to me and almost of the ideal age. Because he was my neighbor's son and someone who knew me and trusted me it had never crossed my mind to think of him in any way connected to sexual draw 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 aware of the gumption of excitement and expectancy he was radiating. The very fact that I had known him for so many years, 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 hanker and weary 2 months before I was convinced enough to agree to meet him. He asked me if I really had a convenient place where we could have sex.

When I told him I did, he was overjoyed. We went straight to the lieu and almost before entering the elbow room fully, already had our hands on each other's bodies. I barely had time to close down the room access before he had lowered my drawers and underwear to expose my already erect turncock and was down on his knee in movement of me, engulfing as much as he could within the warm wet cave of his oral cavity. It did not contain long for his fairly expert sucking to wee me require to ejaculate. When I tried to dispatch it, he would not let me do so and clamped his sass 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 shoot down his clothes off him. His unseasoned and boyish dead body was smooth with just a small tuft of hair beginning to render above his hammer. For his age he was nicely endowed and like mine his prick was cut. The glans was a blushing red people of color that stood out against his fairish skin. Other than the scanty pubic hair's-breadth 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 buss and could do wonderment to a drooping shaft. His balls, humble and round, protruded proudly from between his legs ; his stiff cock almost vertical against his belly was inviting attention as soon as possible. I wasted no prison term getting my lips around it. I had barely begun to suck him when he shot his cum into my back talk and over my face. He was rueful and chagrined but said that he had been dreaming of the day I would suck him off for a foresightful, long time.


We moved to the bed and after he had used his wet, hot backtalk and howling brim to work me to full hard-on again, he turned over on his abdomen and showed me his cunning ass and asked me to jazz him as hard as I could. Just a small amount of lubricating cream was needed to sleek the entranceway hole and the headspring of my dick. I placed the head word of my rigid prick against the pucker of his ass and was expecting to use some force to enter the transition but was surprised by the informality with which I was able to infix him. After a short while of fucking him in this inverted missional position I turned him on his back and gently pushed his stage up to his shoulder joint. This exposed his ass and his pretty and inviting hole to me. This position allowed me to bottom deep in his backside and see his brass at the same clip. As I pushed my peter into him again I could see the look of pleasure that spread across his countenance. His peter was also fully rear and lying on his venter. As I started to stroke my long hard prick in and out of his ass I could see him getting harder. Using one hand I started to masturbate him and soon he sprayed his own chest, face and even his pilus with cum. Later he told me that was the 1st time he had been fucked in that position and he had never had such an interjection 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 love my ass. He was certainly the young boy to be given the opportunity to bask that pleasure. His body was smooth and hairless with the exception of the pubic tussock that drew your gaze towards his penis, his nature so undemanding and compliant that it took on an aureole of childlike simpleness that was very inviting and extremely erotic. A few months into our relationship I became conscious of a deep seated desire to suffer him fuck me in interchangeable way to what I had been doing to him.

I wanted to feel that cut cock penetrate my ass [ all the previous cat who had fucked me had been uncircumcised ] and feel the head solar flare in ejaculation as the head teacher of my cock flared in his ass. It took only a niggling bit of opinion to make him gibe to do as I wanted. After applying plenty of lube to my maw and his cock I knelt down, lowered my head to the floor, confidence back my rose hip so the fling of my ass paste full and exposed the entrance to my back passage. Arun took his view behind me and pressed the now dark purpurate caput of his prick to my waiting bod. He slowly slid into my ass and I was enjoying the new hotshot of a circumcised putz head expanding my hole when I felt his body stiffen and he began to ejaculate. 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 clock time he had ever tried to fuck anyone. It took a few more go bad endeavour before I could enjoy the complete sensations of being fucked by a cut cock. If my memory serves me correctly it was only on the one-fourth or one-fifth attempt that he was able-bodied to last a longer sentence and was able to employ full long strokes to infiltrate deep into my ass.

The break attempts due to his premature interjection became quite a jocularity between us and later when he was able to fuck me deeply for a wide-cut 10 transactions before ejaculating, I would often rib him about the first few quickly ended academic session. The whizz a cut shaft creates as it penetrates the torso is quite exceptional as is the final second base before ejaculation. I enjoyed these feelings many fourth dimension over the geezerhood Arun and I were buff.
My relationship with Arun was a mouthful of heaven. A young boy with a nubile and accommodating consistence, slim and hairless, a nice clean cock, that was attractive in looks and cut like mine, for me to suck and that could fuck me when I felt the need or desire to have him get through me. A wet hot backtalk that would fellate my cock with virtuoso beau ideal. An ass that I could get it on so easily and in any spatial relation I fancied. Above this, someone who lived just next door to me. I just could not have asked for anything better in this life. I knew he would be ready and willing to issue forth to me at any metre, there were a hundred and one understanding for him to come to my firm without anybody, even his parents, doubting the understanding for his sojourn. Any time he was horny and wanted some action, or any fourth dimension I felt the same we now had each other to count on.
Many times I have looked at him kneeling on the bed, with his eruct ass in the air, spread wide, the yap pinko and moist, still pulsing from the aftermath of my screwing and his now flaccid cock hanging between his peg, with a few drops of his emanation still dripping from it or have been lying flushed from the exertion of fucking him or been dispersed case down, sated by his fucking, with his body supine over me and take in wondered what I had ever done to merit such pleasance and a boy like him. Sometimes as we lay in a 69, his impertinent and youthful cum tasting ever so slightly salty and yet so creamy in my sass, his brim locked around my own hot hard shaft, refusing to liberate me till he could drain ever drop of spermatozoan from my cock and it lay hobble and wet in his sweet mouth. What indeed had I done to warrant this privilege ?

We had hot sex that day and for many years and months thereafter. In accuracy our relationship lasted for around 5 yr. It ended when his kinfolk relocated to the USA. The years we had together were a neat time and I think I can say with self-assurance that it was something more than just the sex that made it so howling. Perhaps it was the sense of danger we sometimes felt, having sex almost within the hearing and spate of his parents. Perhaps it was the sentiency of acquaintance we felt when lying naked in bed together, we had known each other for years before we started having sex but after our first romp in bed it seemed to us that we had known each other for eternity. I do not think I will ever bonk what actually made it so exciting.

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