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.
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Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Tuesday, 13 December 2011
Luke - part 1
I think it must be law that gay men have to be members of Blockbuster as I have encountered quite a few during my time there.
It was there that I first encountered Luke. The moment I saw him, I just knew I liked him. He was roughly 5ft 9", slim and had the look of young Andy Roddick.
He would come to the store a couple of times a week and we would usually end up chatting. On more than one occasion, I think I made it quite obvious that I liked him and I think he liked me back. You could never be too sure though. He could have been one of those customers who just liked to chat.
At the time, I also worked full time at Wallace Arnold and every time Luke frequented Blockbuster, I would go to work the next day in a very good mood.
This went on for a few weeks and I had actually reached the stage where I could talk to him without blushing. This was all well and good but talking was as far as things were going. I wanted more.
It was very rare that I went to Queens Court on my own but on this particular night, I decided I would go out for a few hours. I knew it would probably be a quiet night as I was still quite shy and unsure on how to approach guys.
After a few vodka and cokes, it was reaching the time where everyone went upstairs and I was quite looking forward to having a bit of a dance, all be it on my own.
There was still a few minutes to go so I just sat down and waited patiently. It was whilst waiting that I noticed a familiar face in the crowd. My face instantly lit up. It was Luke. He looked stunning in black trousers and a slimfit white shirt. My first thought was one of smugness as I knew all along he was gay and my gaydar was usually rubbish.
Then Luke noticed me, smiled and made his way over. My legs turned to jelly but I knew I had to stay calm and not muck this opportunity up.
"It's Mr Blockbuster". he said to me. This was a line I heard constantly whenever I bumped into customers whilst I was out. It usually pissed me off but on this occasion, I was more than happy to hear it.
"What are you doing here"? I said to him. It turned out he came to Queens Court regularly. I proceeded to ask if he was here on his own. He wasn't. He was here with friends.
This was music to my ears as at least he wasn't here with a boyfriend. Now I had reached the tricky part. Should I tell him that I have fancied him for weeks now and would love to get to know him. Should I try and find out if he liked me or should I just play it cool? I decided on the latter.
We chatted for a few minutes and then he invited me to join him with his friends which of course I accepted. His friends were ok and I managed to maintain a conversation with most of them but to be honest, all I was interested in was Luke.
An hour or so had gone by and in that time, we had made our way upstairs, had a few more drinks, chatted and danced and I was genuinely having a most splendid time in his company.
Then Luke decided it was time for him to go home. They were all going back to a friends place to play spin the bottle. I was asked if I would like to join them but I declined the offer. As much as I wanted to, there was still a shy guy inside me and that guy did not partake in such games.
It was time for me to go home too. Deep down, I was bitterly disappointed that I was still none the wiser with regards to what Luke thought of me but there was hope. When we said goodbye, he did say that he would probably see me again as he would be out the following week.
I went home alone but with a smile on my face. The evening had been wonderful and had confirmed what I already knew... that I really liked Luke and had never wanted to be with a guy as much as I wanted to be with him.
Tune in next week to see what happened next
Until then, I bid thee farewell!
It was there that I first encountered Luke. The moment I saw him, I just knew I liked him. He was roughly 5ft 9", slim and had the look of young Andy Roddick.
He would come to the store a couple of times a week and we would usually end up chatting. On more than one occasion, I think I made it quite obvious that I liked him and I think he liked me back. You could never be too sure though. He could have been one of those customers who just liked to chat.
At the time, I also worked full time at Wallace Arnold and every time Luke frequented Blockbuster, I would go to work the next day in a very good mood.
This went on for a few weeks and I had actually reached the stage where I could talk to him without blushing. This was all well and good but talking was as far as things were going. I wanted more.
It was very rare that I went to Queens Court on my own but on this particular night, I decided I would go out for a few hours. I knew it would probably be a quiet night as I was still quite shy and unsure on how to approach guys.
After a few vodka and cokes, it was reaching the time where everyone went upstairs and I was quite looking forward to having a bit of a dance, all be it on my own.
There was still a few minutes to go so I just sat down and waited patiently. It was whilst waiting that I noticed a familiar face in the crowd. My face instantly lit up. It was Luke. He looked stunning in black trousers and a slimfit white shirt. My first thought was one of smugness as I knew all along he was gay and my gaydar was usually rubbish.
Then Luke noticed me, smiled and made his way over. My legs turned to jelly but I knew I had to stay calm and not muck this opportunity up.
"It's Mr Blockbuster". he said to me. This was a line I heard constantly whenever I bumped into customers whilst I was out. It usually pissed me off but on this occasion, I was more than happy to hear it.
"What are you doing here"? I said to him. It turned out he came to Queens Court regularly. I proceeded to ask if he was here on his own. He wasn't. He was here with friends.
This was music to my ears as at least he wasn't here with a boyfriend. Now I had reached the tricky part. Should I tell him that I have fancied him for weeks now and would love to get to know him. Should I try and find out if he liked me or should I just play it cool? I decided on the latter.
We chatted for a few minutes and then he invited me to join him with his friends which of course I accepted. His friends were ok and I managed to maintain a conversation with most of them but to be honest, all I was interested in was Luke.
An hour or so had gone by and in that time, we had made our way upstairs, had a few more drinks, chatted and danced and I was genuinely having a most splendid time in his company.
Then Luke decided it was time for him to go home. They were all going back to a friends place to play spin the bottle. I was asked if I would like to join them but I declined the offer. As much as I wanted to, there was still a shy guy inside me and that guy did not partake in such games.
It was time for me to go home too. Deep down, I was bitterly disappointed that I was still none the wiser with regards to what Luke thought of me but there was hope. When we said goodbye, he did say that he would probably see me again as he would be out the following week.
I went home alone but with a smile on my face. The evening had been wonderful and had confirmed what I already knew... that I really liked Luke and had never wanted to be with a guy as much as I wanted to be with him.
Tune in next week to see what happened next
Until then, I bid thee farewell!
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