Hot Encounter (part I)

So my roommates were gone for a week, one to the south and the other to the west. And you ask why I am telling this. Well, it gave me a nice window of opportunity to get random guys over and do the fucking shit I wanted to do in my apartment. So there went my post on CL and boom there was this Indian guy who was more than interested. I am planning for thursday or so but the gjy wanted to come over monday night (minutes after I posted). How spontaneous. So there I was taking my shower, oiling myself up and waiting. And the guy was there, on time as he said he would be. I was expecting a sexual predator but it turned out to be this soft (trust me extremely soft), kind dude with sweet little eyes.

Well he was four years older to me and I being 24 looked like a 17 year old with the timidest little look. So the guy took the first move and put his hands on my legs. I was nervous, so suddenly got up and asked him if he wanted some water to drink (what was I thinking). He insisted that he needed none but I was so caught up in the moment that I forced him to have a glass of water (again wtf was I thinking). Well atleast that the last weirdest moment of that night.

By now I was like wtf dude I should stop acting like a timid dooshbag and rock the night. So I went and sat next to him on the couch. Then he again put his hand on my leg and asked me what I liked. By then my dick was too big for my brain to put up any more "timid act". I asked him if he liked to kiss to which he said yes (thank my stars). Then I literally pounced on him and started kissing him. He kind of used a lot of tongue. I am kind of a less tongue guy but finally starting liking his tongue and went along. Now was the time to remove the clothes. WE were on the couch (kind of a tiny one) and were profusely kissing each other. Then were licking each others nipples and ears. Kind of wish didnot feel the ticklish feeling when he was kissing my stomach. My dick was hard as a rock. Now it was time to take it to the next level. The bed. I literally carried him to my room and laid him on the bed. Then we were making out. Kissing like there was nothing better to taste. Then we starting sucking each other off. Kissing, sucking went on for 45 minutes. I was being too aggressive. Sample this, I was kissing him with the best of my skills and he goes, "you are the best" and I go " I know". How totally proudish. Anyways, we were laughing at all these kind of stuff will sucking and kissing each other off. Seriously I never laughed so much while having sex before. Now we decided to take a break and went back to the couch.

Here he as sitting and I am sleeping on his lap and we were talking about each other and getting to know each other. As you know me, I induced lots of laugher and played with each other. Now it was getting late and it was time to cum .We went back to the bed and on the way had "wall sex". We sucked eah other off and then jacked each other to cum. We laid on the bed with both our cums for a couple of minute. It was now time to part. He left and took a shower and slept at around 3 with the smirk on my face.

23 and a Virgin

hmm..where do I start. I am 23, indian, student, homosexual, living in boston and still a virgin.

I knew I was different right from the time I was born:) I used to imagine hot guys when I was in my 5th grade (isn't it too earlier!!). So I cannot but believe that I was born gay.

Having brought up in india, its considered derogatory if u say u are gay. So I never brought it up with anyone and had absolutely no love life. I diverted my mind into academics and made achievement my obsession. Afterall, if not love I needed something in my life! and that was success. I made it a point to be successful in everything I did. Then I had a new obsession: Getting into all the top universities in US for my grad studies. Being a 20 year old, which should other wise be loving someone, I directed all my anger at my non-starter love life to achieve my new obsession. I finally got that too. Now being at one of the best univs, I spent the last two years being the best here.

Now all that obsession and so called achievement seems pointless. I want some one to share my life with. I want to share my joy, sorrow, be a part of someone's life, share their sorrow, joy. This now seems really unachieveable. Finally here is something I cannot get. Its love matter so obsession doesnot work.

If u think being gay is hard, being a gay Indian is hell. Afterall, u are supposed to marry to a nice indian girl and have kids and nice job and wrk ur ass off educating ur kids. But where do I fit in this Indian social requirement? This is a social constraint to make me feel unwanted or feel that I am not normal? I believe that god made me gay or my genes turned out to be gay because I am special in his world.

But why would God make me gay and throw me in a Indian society which does not get the idea of what a gay person is? Sample this: my father thinks that "Gayism" is something foreign to indian society and introduced by muslims!!! Can u believe it? Muslims and introducing gays?
So you might say that my father is a old generation. Sample this: My best friend from a top univ in India thinks that gay is unnatural and perversive. Mind you he is one of the most open Indian guys I know.

So has my life improved after coming to USA? I would rather say it got worst. I mean I can actually see gays who are open and happy. And here I am cannot be openly gay since I love my parents so have to look for another closeted gay who is looking for love/smething long term. But wait I am supposed to be typical desi guy here. I am supposed to be feeling that any random chick who crosses the road is super-hot just because she is white. I am supposed to be hanging out with other desi guys and trying to fulfil the american dream of getting laid with white chicks. Seriously I think these guys are just kidding themselves. Not every chick is hot jsut because she is white. Color has nothing to do with hotness! It the whole thing which matter: Confidence, intelligence, the way she/he handles herself/himself.

Anyways I digressed again. The point is I see gays who are happy and cannot even have a relation with any guy. So u might say how hard is it find other indian gay guys who are closeted and who want something long term. Believe me it is impossible. For one, gay guys are guys so they are looking for quick sex (I find that hard to believe but learnt it the hard way).
All they want is super-discreet relations with no string attached. They claim to be bi and having a gf and wanting some "friend". They want to be a "special" friend (whatever that means) but would freak out if u call an outing a "date".

But in the meanwhile, I am 23 and still a virgin trying to find that guy for me whom I can cuddle with and share my life with. Sounds unattainable for now. So for now will get back to my obsession filled life and be pretend to be happy in my little love-less life.