This is a piece of fiction, bearing no similarities to actual events or people both living and dead.
By EnTaNgLeD Lahore, Pakistan now_right@hotmail.com
When I came back home I realized in my rush to meet him I had left the lights on and the window open, it was windy that day and my floor was covered with papers from my file and a few things had toppled over due to the curtains. I was already down and pissed off as this had been my 4th encounter with a guy and nothing had happened, why I always end up meeting the wrong people. Things were already pretty messed up in my academic, social, office life and my love life was also going down the hill, I had often wondered if the above three were the cause of my failing love life or was it the sad shadow of my love life which was causing trouble in the three?! I was in no mood to clean at the moment, I just walked over the papers cursing that guy and the wind, I reached for my cigarettes and lit one and lay down on the bed to relax and reflect over what had happened today. Was it a recurring nightmare I was going through for a season or was it my destiny to be always searching for something which was not there? It's like hoping for a glimpse of light on the other side of the moon where the sun never shines. A week went by and I was not over that last incident and I was getting really edgy what's in store for me? I was checking my mail and got an email from a guy named Eric, he had written a few meaningful lines with some basic information, not the sort of emails I often get from gay guys who are just interested in getting laid as soon as you meet them, but since it had been over a few months since I had any action I was thinking of getting such a mail to get over with it, but this mail seemed more promising, my mind's `day dreaming' segment kicked in and I started thinking what if he is the one, what does he look like, could he be the one I am looking for? I was rudely brought back to reality when the phone rang, it was my boss, I had to submit another report which was not yet due, but as he had to go on a vacation he needed it NOW, I was not happy about it, but since I was in a better mood thanks to the email I just completed it and submitted it. I replied to Eric's mail trying not to sound too desperate or excited.
Later that night he added me to his msn and we started chatting. He was good at chatting and seemed like he knew what he was saying and doing, a guy with a plan for his life and a map laid out where he wants to go in life. Sounded like someone stable, he was looking for something long term, he had seen his fair share of one night stands and was sick of them, he was 24 and working, living alone with his pet dog. I wanted to talk to him on the phone then and there to see if he sounded as good as he chatted but it seemed like a bad idea at the moment, from my past experiences I had learned not to jump to conclusions too soon, it only leads to disappointment, I should just let it happen, if its meant to be then it will happen, whether I do any effort or not. He showed signs of wits which really turned me on and which one seldom finds, I felt he might be a fake so I asked him for his picture, he showed it, he was not bad at all, I was surprised with those looks and skills he was still single, maybe he was too good for his own good? He asked me for mine and I showed it to him, he did not show much of a reaction, as I had suspected, but I had no choice but to stick to it. Then he asked me for my number I was taken aback, it seemed he is still interested, we exchanged numbers. He said he had to go to bed now, we will talk later, and I was disappointed that I could not hear his voice then and there, but I kept my image up and said sure same here.
In the morning I was waiting for his call but no luck, on each ring I would think it's him, it's him and then be let down time and again. It was getting hard to bear I wanted to call him and talk to him myself and give a piece of my mind too, then it seemed that he is already too busy to call me, what will happen if we hit it off, will it get worse, maybe I should have gone with the guy I had met on that windy day, he being a collage lad would had time for me at least. After lunch it was just too much to bear, I called him but his cell was off, that really made me curse him like hell. I had lost all hope and interest in him by the time I was off. I went for a walk in the park near my room, looking at couples sitting, kids playing around, only added more pain to the hurt I was nursing. My mind went to my only retreat `my room and cigarettes'. By the time I got home it was dark outside, I put my cell, watch and wallet on the table and went to the bathroom for a hot bath, while I was half way through the cell rang, I was in no mood of picking it up, for a moment it crossed my mind it might be him, then I was to hell with him, I ignored it, it went silent then after sometime it again went on ringing and ringing, I looked at the number, it was some new number, I picked it up and in an irritated voice said Hello!? To which a very soft and low reply came, "Hi it's me Eric from last night", I rolled my eyes and said, "Oh hi, you finally got the time to call?" He goes "I am sorry I could not call because I got Mugged in the morning, my wallet, cell both gone, I am concerned about my cards which were in the wallet, then I was in the police station and then had to go to the office and it was a very bad, busy long day, you know how Mondays can be", "I was like yeah!, I understand, sorry to hear about that", (as if I cared) but for courtesy's sake I asked "are you fine? Did he/they hurt you?" He said "well they hit me on my forehead when I showed some resistance got a bruise too!" This gave me some idea of the severity of what he had been through and I felt sorry for the poor guy. I wanted to offer some form of help but was thinking, he hardly knows me, and he will only decline the offer so why bother. I thanked him he kept his word of at least calling me, and told him "I did call you around lunch time, but your cell was off and I was surprised", he goes "yeah sorry to have kept you waiting", I said "no its ok, you have had a bad day, I can understand, no big deal", then the unthinkable happened, he asked "are you free right now", thinking about what else I would be doing, I said "yes I am", he goes, "I would like to have someone around, someone to talk to, am a bit shaken by the incident and don't know whom to turn to, can you please come over?" Telling myself not to sound too eager, I should reply in a clam voice yes I can, but my tongue and hormones kicked in and I babbled out "SURE!!" And then cursed myself for the silly things I do. I noted down his address, got dressed and headed for his place, I had been to that area before too, so it was not difficult to find his place.
When I rang the bell, he took sometime before he opened the door, maybe he was checking if it was really me or someone else, you can't blame him for that, after what he went through. He seemed glad to see me, but was still shaken and down. He asked me would I like something, I declined, he never asked again, we both sat there silent, it was an awkward situation. I was looking around his room, the way he had kept his room was nice, the guy had taste! He kept looking at the floor lost in thought, my eyes went for the bruise on his forehead, it was more then a bruise, it was a cut with some dry blood around it still, I was like "that's not a bruise it's a Cut!, did you clean it up? Did you see a doctor?" He said "it's nothing I have faced worse things", I said "fine but still you just can't leave it like that, tell me if you have disinfectant or ice?" He said "let it be, big deal!" I insisted, he said fine there is some in the bathroom you can find it in the cabinet, with cotton next to it. I quickly went and got it, He was sitting on his bed, I stood next to him and applied it as gently as I could, he twitched a bit but no major reaction. Then I gently blew on the cut so it will hurt less, he closed his eyes then and kind of just relaxed down, he looked so timid just like a child when hurt, there he was next to me, all alone in his room, with his mask/defense down. I did not want to take advantage of his situation, but I just could not help myself and I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed him n his hair. He brought his head next to my chest and rested on it. I was surprised. That made me feel the extent of his vulnerability. I hugged his head with my arms and said "don't worry all will be fine". He Sighed! I ran my fingers through his hair and he kind of enjoyed it, making sure I don't touch his cut, I even stroked his right cheek, I felt the five o'clock shadow, it felt good, I was getting turned on, it all seemed too easy! I went back for the hair, he moaned in a low voice, that was the signal I was waiting for, then he looked up at me and I looked at him, his eyes had a strange look in them, one of doubt and one of desire, he had a long face with a well defined jawbone just the way I like my men, I could not control myself anymore, I just had to kiss him, I moved my hand to the back of his neck and kissed him, our lips locked and our tongues met, with my tongue exploring his mouth and his exploring mine, he then sucked on my lower lip which sent shivers down my spins, to return the favor I nibbled on his lips. He pull me down and made me sit next to him on the bed, we both embraced each other really tight, like two men with full passion, it felt like what people describe that the time stood still in awe of the moment! Never had I imagined I would experience something like that in real life. He then went for my hair and slowly ran his fingers through my hair, sending me in ecstasy, my mind just went blank and my whole body went limp, I have had people play with my hair before but had never felt this magic before, was it due to the time I had not been with someone this good in a long time or was it just that he was just too good at what he was doing, I just buried the thought and went on enjoying the moment, he then kissed me again, this time it was a long, deep, passionate one, I never wanted him to take his lips away from mine but he broke the kiss and kissed my chin and neck, it just felt even better, he then licked my face like a dog would lick his bone, it was getting hot in the room and I was becoming excited by the minute, he kissed my neck again, then he opened the top button of my shirt and inserted his hand and ran it side ways feeling my nipples, he then started sucking on my neck, it felt good, then the thought of a love bite came to my mind and I wanted to stop him but it just felt right and I was willing to go with it, I did not want to do anything to spoil it. After that he felt my hard on, it got even harder as he rubbed it. The sensation got overwhelming for me to bear I had to push his hand away, I opened the top button of his shirt and push him back down on the bed on his back, so I could get over him and have more access to his fine chest which looked even more and well-formed and hot then through the shirt, it seemed someone has been doing some pushups now and then, I grab his forearms with my arms so he could not resist and I kissed him on the lips and then went for the ears, sucked on the earlobes and then inserted my tongue in the canal, he gave out a loud moan, it seemed he was enjoying it and it was getting too intense for him to handle so he gently pushed my head down from his ears to his chest, I opened up some more buttons and licked his chest, made a ring around his nipples with my tongue and then sucked on them, switching between nibbling and sucking, he grabbed my head and was running his fingers through my hair and pulled my head back with my hair when I would bite too hard, it would turn me on more! and I would suck harder and then he would moan even louder, which only added heat to the fire. Then there was a knock on the door which rudely zapped us both back to reality. We quickly fixed our clothes and he opened the door, it was someone who was looking for a house in the neighborhood but was not able to find it. He gave him directions and then locked the door behind him, when he came back I was out with my cigarettes and asked him if he smoked? He said sure, I said "ok, if u want to have a fag you little fag, you will have to light it from my cigarette", with my tongue in cheek look. He said with a sparkle in his eye, "I don't mind if I get to see your cigar too", with a chuckle I said "we will see about that, don't get any ideas yet!" After we were done smoking, he came and sat near me, he was wearing some fine cologne and it had mixed with tobacco and it was having the effect of an aphrodisiac on me. The fragrance was just overpowering I grabbed him from his collar and brought him close to my face and paused for a moment gazed at him and then buried my tongue in his mouth, his mouth now tasted of fine tobacco, with his warm tongue, it was an enriching taste, we kissed passionately for some time but it seemed like eons! Then I looked at the time and asked him if he had eaten anything? He said he had not eaten anything since breakfast! I said "ok, that's not good, as you know the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, so the dinner is on me, what do you want to have? Also you want eat out or order in", he said lets "order in", I was like fine with me. We ordered pizza and after sometime the bell rang it was the delivery boy, we were joking, lets see if he is some good-looking hunk or some average joe, well when we opened the door, there stood a fine lad, dressed in red and blue looking very appetizing more then the pizza, but we had better plans and he had to wait for another day, I gave him a nice tip and with a wink said "do come again". He gave a blank look maybe he never got it, or maybe he was of the other kind, straight kind that is. After dinner, I said "I think I will leave, need to go to the office in the morning too", he said now? "It's too early to leave beside I think you still have some unfinished business here too", with a smile that said a thousand things. I said "well I can always borrow your clothes for the office, ok I will spend the night over here!"
He went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water, saying I think I can use a bath, I took a good look at him and then gestured to sniff my shirt and said I think I can use one too, we stripped down to just our bodies and headed for the shower, which was now filled with stream and we could hardly see each other, he got under the shower first, I followed him and got under the shower too, we let the hot water flow down our heads, then our necks, his torso was looking more well defined when it got wet, it was making me wet somewhere else, things were getting just better and better, I offered to soap his back, which he gladly accepted. I ran my fingers over his neck, shoulders, making my way down to the small of his back and then I moved my hands on his abs and embraced him from behind placed my chin on his shoulder and pressed my head gently against his head and just held him in my arms with the water covering us. He turned around and said now my turn, I gladly tuned around, he soaped my back and then said "you have to wash behind your ears too", and bit me on the ear, and started laughing, I was pleasantly surprised, gave him a smile, turned around again waiting for him to finish the job, he then went down and soaped my legs, and his hands moved to my tool and sack, he gently grabbed them in his hands and it sent electricity all over my body. Then he grabbed me from my sides and made me turn around, he took it in his warm mouth and wrapped his tongue around my shaft and sucked hard on it, bring me near to orgasm, I was groaning in pleasure but had to motion to him to stop. We got done with our bath and dried off and headed for the bed, got in and into each others arms, I grabbed his hair, pulled him over my body and looked into his eyes and said, "I doubt I will get any sleep tonight, might as well make the most of what I have", to which he replied, with a grin on his face, "only this night!"? And started kissing me deeply with me feeling his warm mouth and his warm soul too!