Monday, 27 February 2012

Naveen - part 4

I don't know why but I always presumed that Asian men always had average size cocks. Maybe this belief was fuelled by the fact that you don not see many of them in mainstream gay porn? One of my earlier encounters (Felix) was Indian and his was average size. I had made the mistake of tarring all Indians with the same brush. How wrong could I have been as here I was face to face with an absolute beast of a knob attached to a guy from India.
It was quite slender which I was thankful for. At least I wouldn't get lockjaw.
I took a deep breathe and started my approach, first the tip and then slowly taking a bit more until I had about three quarters of his shaft in my mouth. Naveen let out a gasp as I increased the speed and a moan every time I went down to the base.
(Those of you impressed by me being able to reach the base, well what can I was bloody awesome work by me)
I needed to stop for a breather so I let Naveen have a turn on me. He was very very good but I was itching to go down on him again. Wanting the best of both pleasures, we ended up in the 69 position. Having tried this before with previous encounters and it never really being that great, I was rather sceptical of trying it again. I needn't have been concerned. With Naveen it was pure toe curling ecstasy. My whole body was a mass of tingling sensations and I didn't want it to stop.
Eventually the word intercourse raised it's head. I grabbed a condom from the drawer and watched him as he rolled it onto his manhood.
I'm not a legs over the shoulders kind of guy, more of a on my side and front or on top. On this occasion I chose to turn onto my side. A splash of lube here and there and we were ready for action.
Naveen took aim and within seconds, the tip of his protected penis was inside me. I gasped and then shouted out "BLOODY HELL". He had made the mistake of thrusting before I was relaxed. Just how painful was it? It was bad. Needless to say, he withdrew straight away.
"Shit shit shit" I cried "that bloody hurt".
He couldn't apologise enough and was most distraught that he was the cause of this pain. I could see he had just been a little too eager and hadn't meant to hurt me, so I wiped away my tears and suggested he let me guide him in and guide him in I did. First the tip, followed by a couple of inches then another inch until, within a minute, we had full penetration.
"Now you can start thrusting" I laughed at him and so he did, slowly at first but gradually speeding up. I rolled onto my front with him still inside me, feeling quite pleased with myself for being able to achieve this.
The pleasure I was feeling took me back to my encounter with Tristram, only this time I was determined not not cry out like a banshee.
We changed positions again, this time with Naveen on his back and me riding him. I have to admit, this way is one of my favourite positions mainly due to the fact that I am the one in control. One can speed it up or slow it down whenever one pleases.
On this day, I was at full speed. So fast that if we had been wired up, I am sure there would have been enough electricity generated for several household appliances.
We were both about to reach planet orgasm so I detached myself from Naveen's penis and suggested he masturbate the rest of the way. As he did, I caressed his testicles ever so gently. With each caress he let out a moan. I kissed his chest, his neck and finally his lips, all the while his hand vigorously tossing away.
He screamed out with pure pleasure as I watched several eruptions of sperm shoot out onto his stomach, some landing closer to his chest. I took over to make sure he got every last drop out and then went down on him one last time.
After a minute or so, I stopped and looked at him.."my turn now" I said.
It didn't take long and before I knew it, there was more sperm on Naveen's body. Like him, I let out several moans with each wave of my orgasm. After the last tingle, we embraced and kissed, the produce of our hour of passion now joining forces.
It had ended perfectly.

We lay there for a few minutes basking in the afterglow. I turned to Naveen and suggested we take a bath. This we did and within half an hour we were both clean, fully dressed and ready to go. He was going to catch the bus back into Leeds so I said I would walk him to the bus stop.
Before we left, Naveen turned to me and said he really liked me and couldn't wait to see me again. We had one more kiss and then were on our way.

Tune in next week for the final part in this encounter. I'm off for a cold shower,so until next week, I bid thee farewell.

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Naveen - part 3

The cup of tea I made for myself and Naveen was most welcome especially as the walk back to my place had been a very cold journey.
We had found quite a lot to talk about and the chat continued at mine. He was very taken with my cats Will and Grace which of course is only natural. They are beautiful cats after all.

We both knew exactly what we were at mine for. The question was, who was going to make the first move?
The way he looked at me made me believe he wanted to kiss me. Truth be known, I wanted to do the same to him but it was more than obvious that we were both a little nervous.
In the end I decided to take the bull by the horns and I just asked Naveen if he would like to kiss me? He did.
I eased my way over to his side and we did, soft and sensual, just how I like it. Each one filled me with pleasure and I hoped it felt the same for him too.
It did. He snuggled up close to me and I could feel his erect penis through his trousers. I was beginning to feel excited myself, especially when I started to caress his buttocks which were most firm. I then made my way to his front and undid his trousers, making it easier for me to slip my hand in. My hands wandered back to his perfect and now bare butt. The excitement I was feeling, increased ten fold.
Naveen unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his rather slim but beautiful torso.
We started kissing again and whilst we did, he slipped his hands under my top and held me in his firm but erotic grasp. I responded by moving my hand to his crotch, slowly slipping it into his briefs and grabbing hold. His penis felt huge.
All was going well so we decided it was time to move things to the bedroom. Will and Grace followed us but were quickly shown the door.
Naveen stripped down to his briefs. To say they were ghastly is an understatement. I felt a little twinge of disappointment that they weren't Calvins, Hugo Boss or even a nice pair of Next. The disappointment soon died when I noticed the massive bulge inside the briefs. I was a little nervous that he may be too big. Dislocating my jaw was not on the agenda for me.
I took my trainers and socks of, quickly followed by my jeans and finally my top. I WAS wearing nice underwear, Calvins if I remember rightly.
We slipped under the duvet  and started kissing again. This time our hands were all over each others bodies. Within seconds we were both minus our underwear. The bulge that had made me feel nervous was now a huge throbbing penis and I was about to try and take it in my mouth.

Tune in next week to find out what happened next.

Until then, I bid thee farewell.

Monday, 13 February 2012

Happy Valentine's Day

It's that time of the year when lovers, young and old, like to show the world just how much they care for each other by sending cards, proposing marriage and buying red roses and assortments of a heart shaped nature. It's Valentine's Day!
For me it is yet another year without that special someone to celebrate this most romantic of days with. It nearly happened but, alas, it was not meant to be and we went our seperate ways. So close yet so far. Altogether now....sob sob, weep weep!

To cheer myself up, I have decided to do a special Valentine edition of my blog.

So who would I like as my Valentine? Read on and ye shall find out.

The famous stud muffin I would love to spend Valentine's Day with is American, sings for a living and even managed to win himself a Grammy last year. I speak of Mr Bruno Mars.
Hey Bruno..would you catch a grenade for me?
At 5'5", Mr Mars is the perfect height. Include his stunning looks, perfect
pearly whites, the most cheesiest of smiles and that ever so soulful singing voice of his and he is the perfect choice for me.

Born in Hawaii and coming from a musical family, it was inevitable that Bruno (not his real name by the way) would end up singing and performing for a living.
He's a mixture of Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley and a little bit of James Brown thrown in for good measure.
He is an absolute delight to listen to and when he dances, well all I can say is it tires me out just watching him..he's so energetic!

The guy is just so cool!
Grenade, Just the Way You Are and The Lazy Song are just three of his releases and each one brilliant. The dance version of Just the Way You Are is amazing.

I think Bruno Mars is going to be around for quite a while yet but if he wants to keep me as a fan then I suggest he makes his way over to the UK, catch a train to Leeds, taxi to my place and take me out for a Valentine supper. Who knows, if all goes well, we could be having a very lazy day the next day...though not too lazy thank you very much.

Until next time folks...Happy Valentine's Day!

Monday, 6 February 2012

Naveen - part 2

Myself and Naveen had found a quiet spot in Queens Court and were chatting along nicely. His parents still lived in India and he was in the UK on his own.
It was quite amusing listening to him talk, as there were certain words he couldn't quite master. I had to be quite alert when he came across one so I could guess what he was trying to say. There were the odd few where I had to ask him to repeat the sentence. On one, I had to ask him at least three times to repeat it and in the end just pretended I understood. Even though it was a bit tiresome, I did also find it rather cute of him.
He was very attractive but his dress sense, which consisted of a white shirt and black trousers, was not appealing. It was smart but not very trendy and I do like a man who makes the effort to impress.
I asked if he had come straight from work, thinking that maybe this was why he was dressed this way, but he had left his job a few weeks ago and was now unemployed.
This did not bode well with me but I didn't show it and he did say he was trying to find something else.
It was at about this time that the curly fries I had ordered arrived. On the subject of curly fries, can I just say Queens Court..there were far too many. I had ordered for one but there was enough for two or even three people. Still, better too much than too little.
I offered Naveen some of the fries but he declined. Looking at his figure, I got the impression that he was careful with what he ate and fries were a no no.

We ordered another round of drinks and then got down to the serious stuff. I asked why he went for older men and in particular, why me?
He had had enough of one night stands with guys his age who said they wanted more but finished it after they had got what they wanted. I could relate to this.
The reason he fancied me? Well I'd like to say it was because of my dashing looks and Adonis like body but he just said I seemed like a nice guy. It was enough to keep me interested and we continued to chat.
He loved to walk, watch horror films and was studying architecture at university.
I told him quite a bit abut myself and he seemed to be genuinely interested.
We finished our drinks and as we had been in Queens Court for a couple of hours, I asked him if he'd like to go somewhere else? He thought that was a good idea.
I suggested we go for a cuppa and as he had told me he liked to do this, why not take a steady walk to my place? He thought this was an even better idea.
We thanked the bar staff and off we went, though as soon as we set foot outside, I regretted my suggestion to walk. It was freezing!

Want to know what happened next? Tune in next week to find out.

Until then, I bid thee farewell.