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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 gays. One of these was Tamil Sex .Com, a site where there was only a"Chat Room"where you could mouth to other like minded guy wire and homophile. Of grade there was no facility for the rally of mental picture or any other means of verification of the other's identities. If you found a guy who was interest in group meeting, it was always a gamble as to what form of guy showed up, if they showed up at all. Most of the sentence the proposed meeting never materialised, with the guy never showing up, or the mortal who turned up was someone who was around thirty or XL rather than the eighteen or twenty they had claimed to be, making lame apology for hiding their true age.

After a few months of these letdown and flops I grew disenchanted at the idea of trying to meet anyone through this medium. But then I started chatting to a particular boy who always seemed to be on product 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 get quite a lot in rough-cut. He claimed to be 19, just the sort of age I liked, and he claimed to wish older men, men like me. After chatting about 3 times a week, for a month or so I decided to train a chance and risk another nonstarter. We decided on a date and a time. Selected a position which would countenance us to suffer without too much chance of any known person seeing us and asking awkward interrogative.

In today's much more undecided and tolerant lodge I still look back in marvel at the amount of secrecy and precaution we had to conduct to persist undiscovered. The distance we had to go just to express our inner desires and penury. Although there was a lot going on behind locked door and in the obscure corners of our sprightliness, most guys had a much more sharing and giving posture then is found in today's gay world. If you knew someone was into man to man sex there would be little hesitation to introduce him to others you knew and visa -a- versa, with never a breathing space of these affair ever reaching the ear of parents or even siblings.

I reached the appointive place, dressed in the clothes 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 death five years or so. He was now 19. Even more to my surprisal he seemed to be waiting for someone. Though I made every effort not to trance 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 bonk what I should say, and then using some quick thinking said I had come to purchase some token from a nearby shop.
You can guess my shock 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 fulfil a boy, and not just any boy, but a gay boy. Trying as best as I could to obliterate my astonishment I asked what he was doing there. His response, that he had come to fill me, rendered me speechless for a while. It was only then I noticed that he was wearing the exactly Lapplander colour clothes that the boy from the net was supposed to wear.


When I was able to gather my scattered wittiness 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 by two 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 off experience with another boy a few years before.

In the class between the kickoff experience and meeting me he had had many many other experiences. And had come to realise that he was attracted to former 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 get it on by his natural process and attitude. It seems that I am very benumb witted and had never"seen"or paid any attention to his approach. He also knew from an erstwhile school teammate, 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 world there is no way Mohan would have ever told anyone about me. But though Mohan did tell apart Arun about me, he had refused to speak to me about Arun or to let me know that Arun was interested 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 boys I had approached myself or had been told about by other former guys and then only if the boy was over 18 long time of age. As Arun was younger Mohan did not want to risk telling me about him.
Arun did not have it away how to tell me that he liked me and wanted to have some fun with me or what my response would be if he directly approached me. He had heard that I had rebuffed another boy who had approached me, but did not know then, that it was because that boy was under age. Then he heard of Tamil Sex and from the same schooltime chum, who knew about me, learned that I used to surf the site and chat to multitude. 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 prepare me consider in him enough to come and come across him face to face. His demeanour 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 young boy to indulge in sex I had no heart or mind 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 eld, but had never looked at him with thinking of a intimate nature. He was a very nice looking boy, just the variety 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 mind to suppose of him in any way connected to sexual attraction or desire. Looking at him after his astounding revelation, made me agnise just how attractive he was and how sexual the nature of this attraction was.


I was also keenly cognizant of the sensory faculty of excitement and anticipation he was radiating. The very fact that I had known him for so many years, had seen him growing up and experience his parents seemed to add to the atmosphere of the present moment. He admitted that it had been a long 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 berth and almost before entering the room fully, already had our hired man on each other's consistence. I barely had time to come together the door before he had lowered my pants and underwear to expose my already tumid tool and was down on his knee joint 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 practiced sucking to get me desire to ejaculate. When I tried to remove it, he would not let me do so and clamped his lips hard on the swollen head till I shot my cum into his waiting mouth.


I was also hot and bore to see him naked and almost pull his dress off him. His young and boyish body was polish with just a diminished tussock of hair beginning to show above his peter. For his age he was nicely endowed and like mine his turncock was cut. The glans was a blushing red vividness that stood out against his fairish hide. former than the scanty pubic hair's-breadth he was completely hairless, even his underarms were like silk. His teenage aged boyish face had thickset pouting mouth that held a perpetual invitation to kiss and could do wonders to a flagging hammer. His clump, small and rung, protruded proudly from between his legs ; his stiff cock almost vertical against his belly was inviting care as soon as possible. I wasted no time getting my lips around it. I had barely begun to imbibe him when he shot his cum into my mouth and over my boldness. He was contrite and abashed but said that he had been dreaming of the day I would suck him off for a long, tenacious time.


We moved to the bed and after he had used his wet, hot mouth and wonderful lips to take me to fully erection again, he turned over on his stomach and showed me his cunning ass and asked me to fuck him as hard as I could. Just a small amount of lubricating cream was needed to slick the entrance hole and the oral sex of my tool. I placed the head word of my unbending slit against the pucker of his ass and was expecting to use some force out to enter the passage but was surprised by the informality with which I was able to record him. After a curt piece of fucking him in this invert missional position I turned him on his back and gently pushed his legs up to his shoulder. This exposed his ass and his pretty and inviting hole to me. This position allowed me to sink in trench in his backside and see his expression at the Sami fourth dimension. As I pushed my cock into him again I could see the aspect of joy that spread across his countenance. His prick was also fully erect and lying on his abdomen. 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 masturbate him and soon he sprayed his own chest, brass and even his fuzz with cum. Later he told me that was the 1st clock time he had been fucked in that view and he had never had such an ejaculation before.

Arun was not the low boy I had enjoyed having sex with. But he was one of the very few I had ever invited to bed my ass. He was certainly the youngest boy to be given the chance to love that pleasure. His organic structure was smooth 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 aura of childlike easiness that was very inviting and extremely titillating. A few months into our human relationship I became conscious of a deep sitting desire to let him fuck me in alike ways to what I had been doing to him.

I wanted to feel that cut dick penetrate my ass [ all the previous guy cable who had fucked me had been uncircumcised ] and feel the pass flare in ejaculation as the top dog of my pecker flared in his ass. It took only a little bit of view to piss him agree to do as I wanted. After applying plenty of lubricant to my golf hole and his rooster I knelt down, lowered my head to the floor, confidence back my hips so the whirl of my ass spread wide and exposed the entrance to my backward passing. Arun took his position behind me and pressed the now dark purple forefront of his cock to my waiting flesh. He slowly slid into my ass and I was enjoying the new sensation of a circumcised hammer heading expanding my hole when I felt his body stiffen and he began to ejaculate. When it was over and his limp putz slid out from my ass he was most apologetic.

I only then discovered that this was the very low gear time he had ever tried to have a go at it anyone. It took a few more failed attempt before I could bask the accomplished sentiency of being fucked by a cut cock. If my memory serves me correctly it was only on the quartern or fifth attempt that he was able to last a longer time and was able-bodied to employ full long strokes to penetrate thick into my ass.

The failed attempt due to his premature interjection became quite a trick between us and later when he was able to fuck me deeply for a full moon 10 hour before ejaculating, I would often rib him about the first few quickly ended sessions. The adept a cut cock creates as it penetrates the consistence is quite exceptional as is the terminal seconds before interjection. I enjoyed these feelings many metre over the years Arun and I were buff.
My relationship with Arun was a taste of Eden. A Thomas Young boy with a nubile and accommodating body, slim and hairless, a nice light cock, that was attractive in feeling and cut like mine, for me to sop up and that could screw me when I felt the demand or desire to take in him penetrate me. A wet hot mouth that would suck my putz with thoroughgoing perfection. An ass that I could make love so easily and in any position I fancied. Above this, individual 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 come to me at any prison term, there were a hundred and one cause for him to amount to my star sign without anybody, even his parents, doubting the understanding for his sojourn. Any time he was horny and wanted some action, or any time 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 babble ass in the air, bed cover wide, the hole pink and moist, still pulsing from the consequence of my fucking and his now flaccid pecker hanging between his legs, with a few cliff of his expelling still dripping from it or have been lying flushed from the exertion of fucking him or been spread expression down, sated by his screw, with his body 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 clean and youthful cum tasting ever so slightly salty and yet so creamy in my mouth, his lips locked around my own hot hard shaft, refusing to free me till he could run out ever drop curtain of sperm from my stopcock and it lay limp and wet in his Sweet sassing. What indeed had I done to guarantee this privilege ?

We had hot sex that day and for many daylight and calendar month thereafter. In true statement our relationship lasted for around 5 years. It ended when his family relocated to the USA. The geezerhood we had together were a keen time and I think I can say with trust that it was something more than just the sex that made it so wonderful. Perhaps it was the sense of danger we sometimes felt, having sex almost within the audience and mint of his parents. Perhaps it was the horse sense of familiarity we felt when lying naked in bed together, we had known each other for years before we started having sex but after our first play in bed it seemed to us that we had known each other for eternity. I do not retrieve I will ever know what actually made it so exciting.

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