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FIRST
TIME WAS FIRST CLASS
The first time I ever answered
an ad on the net, I was nervous. But there he was, a guy who sounded just
right, not a kid but someone with some experience and someone who fitted
sexually into my idea of what I wanted. And what did I want ?
Well, I'm from India,
South India in fact and I'm over here in England working on computers.
I live with some relatives so taking a guy home is out and I'm not too
sure of myself in pubs or bars. Every day in the street I look at local
white guys and every now and then I see one who just appeals to me and
starts that tingling feeling down below. Each night I run pictures of some
of the guys through my head and imagine they are with me in my small room
lying back, stripped and mine to use as I wish. I had guys back home of
course and always went for the more passive ones and I did occasional meet
up with a European tourist, a suprising number of whom seemed to be up
for it.
Billy looked great when
he came into the pub. His real name was William but he prefered Billy.
he came straight over to me and shook hands. He dressed simply, white T,
and denim which bulged nicely at the front and curved perfectly at the
back. As soon as I saw him I hardened and just hoped that this masculine
looking guy lived up to his profile on the net.
A lot of white guys seem
to like to play an active role with Asians, especially smaller guys like
me. But I'm not small where it matters and I just love beong on top of
a white guy, larger than I am seeing his face as I use every trick I know
to give us both pleasure.
He was a bit nervous but
soon relaxed. He told me he had a flat not far away and after half an hour
in which time I was feeling so randy I couldn't wait any longer, I just
asked him straight out to take me back with him.
His flat was smart and
the bedroom large with mirrors alongside the bed. I think I took him by
suprise as I took the initiative and stripped him before he could say a
word. He was circumcised, unusual for an English guy, but he was a fairly
mature guy and in my experience they often have nicer dicks.
I stripped and I think
I suprised him by the size of my equipment. I fed it into his mouth and
took his into my mouth. I was so excited that I had to keep stopping myself
from coming but after a few minutes just as I was preparing to start the
serious business, I came, shooting all over the hairs of his chest. I could
not stop myself.
He looked a bit disappointed
but as I collapsed on top of him and felt the wetness squeezed onto our
bodies, I whispered to him 'Don't worry, I'm a young guy and it won't be
long before I'm ready to go again and this time it will be a long session'
Fifteen minutes later
I gave him what he described later as one of the best sessions he had had
recently. I love taking my time, changing positions, going slowly then
fast, twisting it around and building up to my second climax. This time
he came as well hitting my chest with his sweet liquid leaving the dark
skin spattered with white flecks.
We showered, had coffee
and before I left I had one more session.
I don't know if I will
see him again. Sex is like that. Sometimes the best sessions are hard to
repeat and best kept as memories. The chase, the unknown factor adds excitement.
He rang me a couple of
times and we haven't met again yet but maybe after a few months, I see
him again. I did enjoy our meeting and a couple of guys I've met through
the net since didn't live up to expectation as much as he did.
I go back to India in
ten months time as well so I want to get as much sexual fun as I can before
then so perhaps I'll ring him tonight when I finish this story. Just writing
it makes me feel randy and ready to go and I know I will enjoy myself.
I think I'll come first though before I go so the first session isn't wasted.
And this time I don't want to just stay in the bedroom, I think the kitchen
floor would be eciting or in the shower. Sorry got to go, nature calls.
LAPTOP
SAVES THE DAY
Perhaps it's me but I lways
though guys who met other guys through contact ads were sad bastards, too
ugly to get sex any other way. Then my firm posted me to North Wales and
there was no gay scene at all only one small back bar full of, well sad
bastards.
For an energetic young
guy from the smoke, I just got more and more frustrated and although I
did make a few trips into Manchester and did have some quickies, I really
like sex in comfort and without a clock ticking away.
My Company had given
me a decent room in a hotel so I had a place and I eventually started to
play around with my laptop searching the contact sites.
To cut a long story short
I found the most delicious British born Asian guy living less than half
a mile from where I was staying. Within minutes of meeting, we knew it
was going to work. I'd never had an asian guy before and the smoothness
of his dark skin really turned me on. Afterwards, he said he felt the same
about my skin so I suppose it was a case of opposites attracting.
Now he visits two or
three times a week. We have great sessions and with both of us being versatile,
it's lots of fun.
I go back to London soon
and he plans to follow me. Who knows, the sexless fields of North Wales
could be the best thing that ever happened to me plus my laptop
PERFECT
!
I got a reply to my contact
ad and I normally won't meet a guy without seeing a photo but I did give
this guy, who was Pakistani, my mobile number and one evening he phoned
and sounded so pleasant I thought what the hell and invited him round.
When he arrived, I couldn't
believe my eyes, he was beautiful, shaved head, compact but well built
body and the most sexy eyes.Just what I needed
He didn't want to waste
time in small talk so we went straight into the bedroom and he stripped
off down to a small white cotton thong inside which he was already as hard
as a rock.
I stripped as well and
within minutes we were rolling around enjoying really good physical contact
until he reached over to the side of the bed where I keep some Freedom
packs from the local pub, and took out a condom.
He made me roll it over
him and then open a sachet of lube. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders
and used his fingers and the lube before giving me almost twenty minutes
of pleasure.
We both came almost
at the same time and as quickly as he had undressed, he had dressed again
and was ready to leave. I asked him if we could meet again and he said
maybe. He did come again but explained he was married with kids and he
was trying not to see guys although sometimes the urge just got too strong.
I don't know if we will
meet a third time, I would like to but I won't push the guy. It's his life
and he has to live it as he wishes. Pity though, he was perfect !
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