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"Cultural Exchange"
I was 25, living in Kansas City, and working in an office not far from downtown. A little about me: I am 5'- 11" tall and I weigh 170 pounds. I have sandy blonde, curly hair and a nice beard that allows me to wear the scruffy, stubbled look all the time. I work out almost every day before I go to the office and I am in excellent shape. I have hard, defined pecs and six-pack abs. There is a nice pleasure trail that runs from my navel down to my cock – 7.5 inches of goodness, nestled in a soft bush. I like to look nice and do my best every day. I also might mention that I have a thing for exotic men, men of color. I'm particularly fond of men from India and Pakistan.
So, at lunch time, I often grab a bite at a gay bar & grill not far from my office. It's a nice place and the clientele is mostly young professional types. I know the staff fairly well and enjoy having lunch and the possibility of meeting a hot new somebody. This day, I sat at a table near the back where I had a good view of who came in the front door and who was heading to the bathroom. This guy walks in and he is gorgeous! He is Indian, and he stands a little over 6' tall. He is obviously fit and very confident. He doesn't take a table, instead he heads for the men's room first. As he passes me, I smile and check him out. He smiles back. When he comes out of the restroom, he stops at my table and asks if he can join me for lunch. "Absolutely!" I reply.
He introduces himself as Sai; I tell him my name is Tim. We shake hands and start some small talk. His handshake is firm and inviting. His eyes are intoxicating, and I see a nice tuft of soft black fur sticking out of the collar of is open collar shirt. I also notice that his arms have the same soft black hair from the edge of his stylish short-sleeved shirt to his strong wrists. He is clean-shaven, but he has a beautiful shadow on his face and, when he smiles, the corners of his mouth turn up and small dimples appear. We talk about what we do. He also works nearby. We talk about our non-work interests and discover we both like wine, the symphony, and dancing. As we talk and begin to relax, our food comes, and I notice that our knees are touching under the table. I rub my knee against Sai's a couple times. He smiles and rubs mine back. When lunch is finished, it's time for both of us to go back to work. Sai takes out his business card and writes on the back. "I don't live very far from here. My address is on the back. If you like, I would enjoy you stopping by on your way home from work tonight. I get home right at 5:30."
"I would like that very much," I said. "I leave the office at 5:30, I'll be there as soon as I can after that." All afternoon, I imagine what Sai and I will do at his apartment. I have a terrible hardon most of the day and have to work hard to conceal it. I leave work a few minutes early and stop at my favorite liquor store around the corner. I pick out a nice bottle of wine for us and head for Sai's apartment. Sai greets me at the door, only he has had time to change out of his work clothes. Sais has no shirt on and is only covering the bottom half with what I would soon learn is a traditional garment called a Dhoti. It is basically a piece of thin fabric wrapped at the waist and flowing down to cover the legs. I walk in to his apartment and he greets me with a soft kiss on the cheek.
Sai leads me into his living room and takes the bottle of wine into the kitchen. "Get more comfortable," he says. So, I take off my shoes and socks, my jacket, and my shirt. I figure we might as well be on somewhat equal ground. He comes back in the room with the open bottle and two glasses, sets them on the table, and does a turn-around, "What do you think?" He asks. Before I respond, imagine this picture: Sai has beautiful dark skin and he is in very good shape. His arms, chest, and abs are really well-defined. His arms have soft, black hair from elbow to wrist. His chest and abs are covered with soft hair that I want to run my fingers through, then kiss for hours. The Dhoti does not hide that fact that he has a very healthy penis dangling between his legs, and I can see his hairy legs as he walks. I am almost slobbering with desire. So, my response is a simple: "I approve. I very much approve." Then I walk to him, throw my arms around him and kiss him long, hard, and deep. After that introduction, we sit on the sofa, very close together, and start drinking the wine.
Sai explains his garment to me and something about the tradition of the Dhoti. He tells me there is also a top for the garment, but he doesn't wear it around the house. He likes this part because it lets him move freely, without the constraint of pants to hold in his cock. He is very straightforward about his physical appearance. As we drink, Sai asks if I'd like to get more comfortable. I say that I would, and he takes me into his bedroom, where he takes out another Dhoti, tells me to strip, and then he dresses me in it. It feels so nice. It has all the freedom of wearing a skirt, but it a manly garment that makes me feel strong and sexy. I see why Sai is so confident about his body. Then, he takes me into his spare bedroom where he has a fully equipped gym with its own shower. We go back into the living room and finish off the bottle of wine. Sai says, "I hope that I read you correctly today. For some reason, you captured me with your stare as I walked by and your killer smile. As we got to talking, I detected that you might be interested in having sex with me, and I got the sense that you might be a bottom boy."
"Sai, you are truly a genius! You are precisely right on all accounts," I said. "I noticed you as soon as you walked in the restaurant and watched you walk across the room, past my table, and you looked me straight in the eyes. I couldn't resist you or your gorgeous body. You are exactly the type of man I go for and I have been horny since lunch."
"That's what I was hoping," Sai said. He reached between my legs and pulled the fabric of my Dhoti apart. Then he leaned over and took my cock into hi mouth. He was so warm and ready. We did some maneuvering on the sofa and got into a 69 position. I spread the fabric apart and finally got a glimpse of Sai's incredible man meat. It was at least 9" long and thick. His pubic hair was neatly trimmed to keep it from getting in the way, and his ball sack was shaved smooth. He smelled faintly of lavender and man- sweat...I was in heaven! I took him into my mouth and slowly worked my way down his stalk until my face was buried in his pubes and his mushroom was pressed down my throat. I tried to give Sai the best blowjob I could muster. He was returning the favor by making love to my cock and making my stomach tighten with desire for more. We stayed like this for at least 30 minutes, when Sai pulled off and suggested we go to the bedroom.
Sai stripped off his Dhoti and lay on his back in the middle of the king-size bed. His cock was rock hard and standing in the air above his perfect body. I grabbed some lube off the nightstand and squeezed some into my man-pussy, then I slathered some on his cock. I climbed into bed and positioned myself above Sai in a squat. I lowered myself onto Sai's huge rod and pressed him into me as I brought him in all the way, so I was sitting on his soft pubes. I looked down and Sai was smiling big. He puts his hands on my chest and rubbed me up and down. "I love your smooth chest, Tim," he said. "That is my type of man. Blonde, built, and smooth. You were my pick the moment I saw you sitting there." "Sai, I can't get enough of your soft hair," I said. "I love to run my fingers through all that beautiful fur and make love to your whole body." I leaned over and kissed him. Then, I kissed down his chest and into his armpits. I want to taste all of him. But first, I was going to fuck him senseless. I started doing hard squats with his cock inside me. It was like blending hard exercise and sex together. I couldn't get enough. I pumped up and down until I felt Sai's cock well in my pussy. I sat down on him and waited to see if it would subside, or if he wanted to give me his first load now. Suddenly, Sai arched his back and thrust his cock deep into my and I pushed back. I felt his hot juices flowing up inside his hard cock until they exploded like a cannon inside me. Spurt after spurt flew against the walls of my pussy and I felt my own cock getting hard. Sai grabbed me and started to stroke my cock. He didn't have to work very hard, I was ready. I spewed my cum out onto his chest and his belly. My white love juice was splattered all over his hairy torso and a drop or two were hanging off his chin. I stayed on top of him until he started to soften, then I pulled off and lay beside him. I pulled up on my side and started to lick my cum out of his hair. I had to suck and lick and kiss every inch of him to be sure I had it all. Then I reached up and took the cum off his chin on my tongue and I dropped it in his open mouth. Them I kissed him. We stayed like that for a long time.
Sai got up first and said, "Let's get a shower and some dinner." I followed him, and we got cleaned up and put our Dhoti back on. I followed him into the kitchen. He had already prepared a light, healthy meal, and he opened another bottle of wine. We sat at the bar and ate and laughed about things. We had a lot in common and got along really well.
We finished eating and went into the bedroom to finish our wine. I reached over and stripped the Dhoti off Sai and sank to my knees in front of him. I sucked him until he got hard. Then, he stripped off my Dhoti and reversed the action, so now we both had raging hard-ons again. He pushed me onto the bed, lying on my back. He pulled my legs up and laid them over his arms. Then he leaned sown and started to kiss and lick my ass. He tongue-fucked me and made me scream. Then, he pulled my hips into the air and positioned his shaft of lust at my muscle ring. I was plenty ready at this point, so he shoved himself in with a lunge and buried his cock inside me. In this position my prostate was getting a great workout, as Sai's big mushroom cap rubbed back and forth against it. He pumped me slow at first, often pulling completely out and then plunging back in with a plunge. We were both able to withstand a much longer fuck this time. The second fuck is always the best, I always say. He used my pussy as his and I gave it to him completely. When it was finally time, Sai looked me in the eyes, smiled, and said, "I hope you're having fun." Then he Pumped me fast and hard, and let loose an explosion of cum. I think it was more than the first load. I tried desperately to hold it inside me, but I felt some of leaking out. Sai reached down and started stroking my hard cock and he stroked hard and fast, he was brutal to me. He wanted me to cum and he was the boss. He fist-fucked my cock and I felt it getting ready. I threw my head back and Sai pulled out of my and slammed his mouth over my cock. I immediately spewed my hot cum into his eager mouth. When I had shot my load, Sai leaned down and licked his cum out of my ass crack. He came back and swallowed my softening cock into his cum-filled mouth. The sensation was incredible. His mouth was full of hot cum from both of us and he was swirling it around on my already spasming cock. I was going crazy, but he wouldn't stop! When I thought my head would explode, Sai moved to my mouth, I opened my lips and he drained all of that cum down my open throat. I had never tasted anything so sweet.
We both collapsed on the bed and, the next thing I knew, I woke up with Sai spooning me and it was 2:00AM. We both had to work in the morning and I needed to go home. I squirmed out of his arms and got dressed. Then I walked to the bed and leaned in to kiss Sai goodbye. He half-opened his eyes and said, "Goodnight, beautiful! Don't you dare lose my card and you better meet me for lunch tomorrow."
I left his apartment and drove home to my empty place. I stripped and flopped into bed, all alone. I knew it was going to be a rough day tomorrow with no sleep, but I didn't care. My cock was still trembling, and I still had Sai's business card for next time.
The End