The 27th of November, 2007... It was a sunny lazy afternoon... But not lazy enough for me... for I was expecting him... for whom I waited so long...
No one was at home. I was all alone. My pulse raced as I anticipated our meeting. How would he look like? Would he satisfy me? After all, we had met online just once. I had never done this before. Back in India, the need just wasn't strong enough. Now I wanted him desperately.
He might not show up so early. Or would he show up at all? My mind grew tired with the thoughts when suddenly, the bell screeched. I ran, literally. "Not so fast dude! You need to control yourself..." I said to myself.
Composed and calm, I went down the stairs. There he was. With a friend. Why the hell did he get him along? I felt a pang of jealousy. But the friend smirked and bid a hasty goodbye. 'His driver...' I presumed.
He was all dressed up for the coldest day of the year. Why the heck did he need all those clothes in this pleasant weather? Oh, yes. Probably, it would be more fun that way. Taking them off, one at a time...
I brought him inside. My heart pulsed hard. What do I do? Where do I begin? He was silent. Damn, he must be as nervous as myself. He was new to this. Same as me.
Finally, I made him sit. Time stood still watching, as I took off his garments. He didn't stop me. I moved fast. The last piece of clothing... Gone. Smooth his skin, fine his texture. dark and handsome, he smiled back at me, naked and stiff...
With one last breath I gave up all my control and touched him with the passion of a true lover.
One click and my brand new DELL sprang to life...
When US beckoned me by Siddharth Wagh is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
No one was at home. I was all alone. My pulse raced as I anticipated our meeting. How would he look like? Would he satisfy me? After all, we had met online just once. I had never done this before. Back in India, the need just wasn't strong enough. Now I wanted him desperately.
He might not show up so early. Or would he show up at all? My mind grew tired with the thoughts when suddenly, the bell screeched. I ran, literally. "Not so fast dude! You need to control yourself..." I said to myself.
Composed and calm, I went down the stairs. There he was. With a friend. Why the hell did he get him along? I felt a pang of jealousy. But the friend smirked and bid a hasty goodbye. 'His driver...' I presumed.
He was all dressed up for the coldest day of the year. Why the heck did he need all those clothes in this pleasant weather? Oh, yes. Probably, it would be more fun that way. Taking them off, one at a time...
I brought him inside. My heart pulsed hard. What do I do? Where do I begin? He was silent. Damn, he must be as nervous as myself. He was new to this. Same as me.
Finally, I made him sit. Time stood still watching, as I took off his garments. He didn't stop me. I moved fast. The last piece of clothing... Gone. Smooth his skin, fine his texture. dark and handsome, he smiled back at me, naked and stiff...
With one last breath I gave up all my control and touched him with the passion of a true lover.
One click and my brand new DELL sprang to life...
When US beckoned me by Siddharth Wagh is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
3 comments:
he khupach jasti expected hota.. mala 1st line madhe kalala ki laptop hota.. :P
u kno wat.. someone actually copied this piece and sent it to the times of india..it was printed in paper.. my friend asked me if i had copied too, n i was like "wat the hell??"
knock knock... get outta the computer closet!! :P
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