Naveen - part 5: The night of the Ex!

Naveen had told me previously that he lodged at a friends house and that he had broken up with his boyfriend weeks ago. He had gone on to say that the reason the relationship broke down was because his ex had been too possessive, to the point where it scared him.
I didn't really give it a second thought except to say how awful it must have been for him.

The day after we had had the most perfect time, I was on Gaydar and Naveen sent a private chat request to which I quickly responded.
"David I had a lovely time yesterday and can't wait to be with you again" or "I really like you David". were what I was hoping to read. Is that what I read? Of course it wasn't. The first thing that came up was "I don't know what to do. I am so scared".

I asked Naveen what was wrong. It transpired that his ex had followed him to his friends house, somehow managed to gain entry and was now in the living room demanding to see him. Naveen was in his bedroom.
The first thing I said was that he should call the Police and tell them he was causing a disturbance. He didn't want to do this.
I asked why but he didn't really respond. I then asked how he had managed to gain entry? Naveen replied he had been banging on the door, shouting and cursing as he did." Even more reason to call the Police" I replied.
He then went on to say that he was really frightened, that this was not the first time it had happened and  that he did not want to live there anymore and that I was a really nice guy.
The penny dropped! He was after me saying he could move into my place. These words were not going to be said. After all, I had only known him for a few days.
Instead I advised him to calm down, phone the Police and inform them of what had happened and that he was frightened to leave his room.

We chatted a little more and then said our goodbyes. Part of me wanted to phone the Police myself but part of me was very suspicious and wondered if his ex was actually there at all? Part of me even thought he might be in the UK illegally. Was it bad of me to think this way? The days that followed confirmed that my latter thought could be true.

I had finished the conversation the previous night on Gaydar by asking Naveen to let me know he was ok the next day. The next day arrived and I heard nothing. The day after, nothing again. I sent a couple of text messages, tried calling and went online to see if he was on there. It was like he had vacated the planet and I was becoming a little worried. Maybe his ex had been there and something had happened.
After a few minutes, I could see he had logged on, so I sent the usual private chat request. He accepted and I asked if he was ok? He was and asked if I had had a good day?
I wanted to know what had happened but he said he did not want to talk about it.
"But why not"? I asked him. He said he didn't want to and tried to change the conversation by asking how Will and Grace were.
I was very troubled by his reaction and once again found myself wondering if the ex was just a lie?
Once again I asked if he was ok but this time he just replied with another random question about my day.
I couldn't help myself and asked him why he was being selective in his answers about the previous nights scare. He said he just wanted to forget about it.
My instincts were working overtime. Something was not right but I held my tongue and replied with "You're ok. That's the main thing".
The conversation appeared a little strained after that so I decided to call it a night and said we would chat tomorrow night. He agreed.

The next night arrived and I was waited for him to log on. Ten minutes went by, then twenty, then thirty and so on until an hour had gone by and no sign of Naveen.
I decided to call him but there was no answer.
This time my whole being was telling me that something was wrong and I decided to send him a message. The message went something like this:

Hi Naveen, Have tried contacting you several times but no answer. I'm kind of getting the feeling that you are avoiding me and can't help thinking it's to do with the other night. When we spoke about it, you were very selective in your answers and I am beginning to think that maybe you're ex just wasn't there. If he was, why on earth would you not call the Police, especially if you were as frightened as you say you were?

I clicked on the send tab. It was too late to turn back now.

A few hours later, Naveen was on Gaydar and we ended up chatting, mostly regarding my message. He said he just wanted to forget about it and couldn't understand why I wouldn't let it drop. He went on to say that he had been studying all day and switched his phone off. In the end I agreed to forget about it.
The rest of the chat was basically him saying how much he wanted to get away from his friends house. Once again my alarm bell was ringing but the thought of me seeing him and having his body next to mine again, overcame any negativity that was going around in my head.

The next night, I again tried to contact him and yet again there was no reply.
We had agreed I would call him at 7pm and arrange to meet up again. Two hours later, there was still no response.
This time I was furious and all I could think was that I had been played for a fool.
I went on Gaydar and sent the following message:

Once again I am unable to contact you even when we have agreed a time.
Congratulations. You wanted to play me for a fool. Well you have succeeded.
It is more than obvious that you have no intention of wanting to see me again and that is fine. What would have been nice, was if you had said right from the go that all you wanted was a bit of fun.  I am a grown man and too old to put up with silly games like this.

Was I doing the wrong thing, was I reading too much into the last few days? His reply kind of said I was. It went something like this:

Oh my god Dave! I have been at uni all day and forgot my phone.
I don't need all this drama and think that perhaps the best thing to do would be to forget about the whole thing.
As I won't be seeing them again, please give Will and Grace a hug from me.

My first thought was why did I send that message? Was I being over sensitive about the whole thing? My instincts were telling me that I was right. Up to our date, I had been able to contact Naveen at all times. Since the night of the ex, that hadn't been the case.
Had he wanted me to invite him to stay at mine and because I hadn't, he was no longer interested? Did the ex actually turn up?

I haven't seen Naveen in person since that first date. We have spoken on Gaydar a few times and even had a chat with him only a few weeks ago, a bizarre chat but never the less, he called me. He said we should meet up for coffee. The meet has yet to happen.
Out of all the men I have been with, he is most certainly in my top 3 and top 2 in the kissing department.
Would I sleep with him again? You bet I would. This time though, there would be no thoughts of a relationship. It would be just plain old fun.

Until next time, I bid thee farewell.

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 say...it 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.