Date: Sun, 8 May 2005 04:44:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: deepak salwan <bubbles150285@yahoo.com>
Subject: I was Mesmerized

The following short story is entirely a work of
fiction, with no resemblance whatsoever to anything
dead or living. Your comments and suggestions welcome
at bubbles150285@yahoo.com

   I had been living a descent life in India, and as I
had a chef, who was my room-mate as well as my best
friend, I had no problems of food whatsoever. But, as
all good things come to an end, this did too. My
friend, who was such an excellent chef, and also a
very-very close friend, yes, we had intimate
relations, got a prestigious job at the Hyatt Regency,
Dubai, and so had to leave me, although we always kept
in touch, we still do.
   Then, two problems cropped up, one that I had lost
a great friend and a room-mate and secondly, I had no
one to cook food for me, as I was absolutely zero in
cooking -- still am, cant even prepare a cup of tea!
    So, here I was, a well-paid business executive in
a beautiful Indian city, having problems eating at
home. Although, there were many places to eat out, but
I felt too lazy to go outside my house in the heat,
and after I returned from work in the late evenings,
or even nights, I was exhausted to step out of my
air-conditioned apartment. So, I began a search for a
young boy, who could look after my house as well as
cook for me. I, myself, am 25 years old, so I did not
want to employ anyone over 18. As in India, you get
house-help which are generally not very old, say boys
aged 12 and above. Although its not really "legal",
but they do not have any other option but to work, due
to the respective financial backgrounds.
    The security guard of my building where my
apartment was situated, got for me, after umpteen
numbers of requests, a smart young lad, aged 15, whom
he said, was a great cook, to work in my house. The
guard knew my schedule, and even told the boy. He was
a very cute kid, and did not look like those whom you
could place in the "servant category". He could very
well pass as an upper-class kid. But, that was not so,
he had a family to support at the young age, so he had
to work as his father was a drunkard, and did not
earn, and he was the eldest kid of the family. His
mom, too, was a cook in some houses.
    He was a sweet kid, and I really got mesmerized by
his looks. He was an excellent cook, and took care of
everything in my house. He was honest and I trusted
him a lot. I used to leave my house to him whilst at
work, knowing that he would be of no harm.
    I was getting more and more attracted to him, and
he even began staying at my place overnight, due to
problems at home. As mine was a one-room apartment,
and Bombay is very hot and humid, I let him sleep in
my room itself, as it was air-conditioned and it would
be really unkind to make him sleep in the hot lounge
room without an air-conditioner.
   He was more than delighted when I offered him to
sleep in my room, and knowing that he was so clean and
hygienic, I allowed him to hop on my bed and sleep
beside me. He looked very attractive to me. He was
young, fair and handsome. I was looking for a chance
to get intimate with him, although not forcefully, and
I did get it, one night.
    I had had a party at my place and this sweet kid
had prepared real "gourmet" food. All my friends were
praising it sky-high. He felt great and after they
left and he came to sleep in my room, a bit tipsy,
both of us were, I hug him and thanked him for the
wonderful job of his. He did not mind my hugging and
continued hugging. I had changed into my nightclothes,
and so did he, and as both of us were not wearing our
undergarments, the tools were nudging, making both of
us hard.
    He came close to me and all of a sudden, kissed
me. He had been very close to me and so was I to him,
so I reciprocated his sweet kiss, with a long smooch
on his lips, making him hotter and hornier. He began
undressing himself, and I could make out what he
wanted from his imploring eyes. He was a sweetheart
and I was ready to make him happy as well.
     He stripped off completely, without my saying
anything, and I too, undid all my nightclothes, and
both of us, stood stark naked in front of each other,
admiring each other. He was very well built for his
age, I mean well built in the right sexual areas -- he
had a medium sized dick, with the right amount of hair
and a smooth butt, very sexy and adorable. I always
kept myself smooth, just preferred it that way, which
when my little friend saw, was absolutely mesmerized
and hugged and kissed me many times, over and over
again.
   I came close to him, and without saying anything,
he lay down on his stomach, as if inviting me to
invade into his beautiful ass. I touched my full-grown
tool on his butt, making him shudder a bit, but then
he loosened his muscles and was ready to have me in
him. He really enjoyed the entire episode, moaning
sweetly and being extremely cooperative and not even
letting a drop spurt out. He was tight and warm
inside, obviously a virgin hole, but enjoyed it a lot.
I was very careful not to hurt him, and had also used
a condom, just to be precautious.
   He was so sexy and hot, that I came after about
fifteen minutes in the condom, in him. Both of us
breathed heavily and were on a high. I slowly, after
fifteen minutes, began ejecting from inside him. He
had a look of a sensual excitement and love for me,
that I had never ever seen before. Although we were
not very dirty, he insisted on a hot shower together,
which we really enjoyed. I soaped him all over, and he
did the same, both of us had great fun.
   After the shower, we had a great nights' sleep
clinging to each other in my bed. He gave me bed-tea
in the morning with a sweet kiss and I kissed him
back, making him feel marvelous, he told me.
    We had a new relationship from then on, never ever
like that of a master and servant, that was never
there before either, but now, it was a very close and
a sweet relation between the both of us. He continued
working for me, he was such a great cook, that I got
him trained in the hotel I work, after he was 18, and
as he had completed secondary education, the hotel had
no problems in taking him as a trainee chef. He too,
joined in there, but still, the both of us, stayed
together and always had the same amount of love for
each other, forever.