My American Dick Chapter By Kumaralingam
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My American Dick Chapter 5
By Kumaralingam
I, too, went out for a quick bite to eat at a restaurant down the street. on my way stopped at the chemists to buy an enema kit, condoms and a tube of anesthetic lube. After a light snack, I returned to our hotel suite with my purchases. I had not had anal sex in over a year. My sexual experiences mostly comprised body play and oral sex. I had had anal sex for about a year in high school with a hostel room mate who fucked me with his moderate cock about twice a week. In college (and since) I had had several quickies and one night stands but only a couple of those two involved anal sex. One had been with a north Indian guy who had a big 7 inch cock and despite the lube, he had caused me a lot of pain and soreness. It was he who taught me about anal hygiene (cleaning my ass chute with enema before sex) and the anesthetic lube. However, no cock that I had ever seen or taken in any form up till now had even remotely approached the size of Dick's nine inch monster.
I took the enema and then cleaned my crotch and my man pussy deep and good. Then I applied the anesthetic cream generously on my cunt and left it there for about half an hour and then when I felt a cool numbness there, I washed it off. I dabbed some cologne strategically on my body, tied a towel-robe from the bathroom around my waist and lounged in the sitting room watching television.
I must have dosed off because I was awakened when Dick returned and locked the door shut. It must have been close to midnight.
"Hi, you are back! How was the dinner?" I asked.
He quickly crossed the room and took me in his arms.
"The dinner was great but I missed you every minute," he confessed, taking my hand and putting it on his crotch.
"Ah, he missed me too," I exclaimed giving his huge lump a squeeze.
"Desperately," he said, brazenly putting his hand into my robe and flicking my nipple.
He drew me into a soft kiss. We kissed a few minutes groping each other and then separated.
"Would you like a drink?" I asked.
"Yes," he said, "a beer would be nice, but would you share it with me? I don't wish to drink a full can; I have already had some wine with dinner at Mahadevan's."
I got up to fetch the beer from the mini-bar. When I returned, I saw that Dick taken out a packet of cigarette papers, a lighter and a plastic packet of Kerala grass from his pocket and placed them on the centre table.
"I didn't know you smoked," I said.
"I got those from Maha," he said, "You don't know but we were in Business School together in the US and have smoked grass recreationally off and on since then. Have you ever tried?"
"Yes, I had a friend in college too, who smoked pot, but I never took to it much," I said truthfully.
"I don't smoke tobacco but this stuff is great for sex," he told me.
He took a gulp of the beer and then proceeded to roll a strong fat joint.
I got up and opened the French doors to the balcony and stepped out saying, "May be we should smoke this outside."
He came over with the joint and the lighter and gave them to me.
"Light up I'll be back in a minute," he said, but I decided to wait till he returned.
There was a long cement couch on the balcony facing the lake. I sat on it watching the dark expanse of the lake and the lights twinkling on the distant shore. There was jasmine creeper climbing up from the garden below. The air was laden with the fragrance of jasmine.
I knew we needed to talk. But I decided not to raise up issues tonight. Tonight, I wanted to be loved.