Date: Tue, 4 May 2004 17:39:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: dev jose <devaraj214@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE NAKED SECT OF HIMALAYAS -- a story

Disclaimer: Do not read this story if you object to sexually explicit
fiction, particularly if it's gay.  Do not read this story if you are under
the legal age in yourstate/province to buy such material.  All characters
are fictional and the creation of the author's imagination.  Any
resemblence to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental


THE NAKED SECT OF HIMALAYAS

Have you heard about  them?  They  live in the upper
Himalaya mountains, on the banks of  sacred Ganges
river.   I was a member of this sect for ten years.
Here is my story  if you like it  please.

      I was twentyfive. One day  I was watching a
private TV channel  in the house.  Suddenly my dick
was erect.  They were showing some naked  Sadhoos
(holy men,  sages ,gurus or what ever you want to call
them).   They had come to  Prayag the confluence of
three sacred rivers to take bath at the auspecious
hour previous day,  (which would fall once in twelve
year, )  along with other millions of devotees.   The
cameramen had zeroed on them .They were about fifty of
them  stark naked , age group from fifty five to
twenty,  long hairs,   they seemed very aggressive,
all of them were well built  and muscular.  Their
dicks were long  and hanging and each of the dicks
seemed  to tell a tale .

   My mind was now clear now.  I , at the age of
twentyfive, had no aim in my life.  I could not
educate myself properly,  and over and above I was
discovered by my family having sex with local gaandus,
 ( a slang for homosexuals.)
I was being shunned by all my family members  and my
emancipation  lied in renouncing  this world  and
becoming  a holy man..
And  these are  the people whome I would like to join
with.

Prayag was only fify kilometers from  my place. After
great difficulty I located the place  were the naked
sadhoos were staying.  At  first no body would  speak
to me or allow inside  their tent.  Then their head
priest agreed to  speak to me.  After knowing my
wishes he said,
" We are leaving tomorrow night,  you can join us.
But I warn you it is a very difficult life."

   So next day I wrote small note to my father,
telling him that I am off to Delhi  in search of my
fortune.
I am sure atleast my father would be happy and say
good riddance.  I joined the sadhoos at ten sharp at
night,  and we started towards their abode in north
without much fuss.  I understood  they always
travelled in the night.  But still it was nearing
fullmoon and the night was illuminated with milky
moonlight.  All round naked hairy bodies moved
briskly,  I could see most were well built hunks ,
with good  biceps, pects and flat tense abdomens.  I
was walking  last,  my eyes were transfixed on all
those full buttocks swaying and swinging during the
walk .  I  saw some dicks were long and nearing
erection,  and I sincerely hoped that  sex is not
dirty word among this group. I was the only fellow
fully dressed among the  naked group. After walking
for nearly 80 miles for two weeks, mostly in the
nights , we reached our destination.

  It was a forest area,  we crossed Ganges  in boat,
to reach the Ashram.  On one side flowed Ganges very
fast,  on the other side there  were many huts, made
of only bamboo and dried leaves.  The next day I was
presented to the  head  sage.  He was about fiftyfive,
 sitting cross legged,  with long white hair,  full
beard,  his whole body was thickly coverd with greying
 hair  and his genitals were burried some where in the
bush.
  "So you want join our sect,  why?"
I prostrated in front him and said, " I have no loving
family and cannot have one, Guruji, as I am a..."
"Are you a gaand? ",  the head man eyeing my ample
crotch.
Gaand is the local word for anal fucker.  "We have
nothing against gaands or any other form of sex,  but
each has a time and place here.  Our life is that of
meditation and yoga,  and community service is our
karma.  Sex is only secondary here, The life is very
difficult.  You  have to forget the material world
your family, and as a symbol of it u will have to
discard all clothes  and the  air is the only cloth
you will have  herein after afterwards , whether in
summer or winter.  You will find here not a single
piece of cloth in the whole commune.  At the most you
are permitted to use straw mats to lie down and sleep.
  "You  will not shave the hair , it is the gift from
Him to protect you from the elements..  You will
follow the time table of the community strictly.  you
will get up at  5 oclock ,  take bath in the ganges,
and meditate for three hours.   Then you will do yoga
exercises for another three hours.  Then it is the
communal activity like cooking,  working in the field
etc.,
   " The food will be served  in the noon and at night
only.  evening again same yoga, meditation routine You
are assigned to the fourth guru Kundananda.  He will
initiate you into the sect, he will be your spiritual
master,  Go and report to him"

  My guru proved to be a handsome 35ish stud.   We
were ten people in that group all below forty only.
As soon as I reported to the guru he took my hand bag
and threw all my clothes, books, toiletry, my watch
etc into the kitchen fire.  Then he asked me undress
and threw my last piece of cloth including the under
wear to the fire.  Now I did not have stitch in my
possession,  nor could I  see any piece of cloth in
the hut.  I had a thrill!  I have joined the naked
sect officially,  as I had nothing in my person which
I could claim as my own.

  That night after short prayers and meditations and
ample dinner of rotis and dal,  every body retired to
beds,  rather to their straw mats.    I had to share
the mat with two other naked sadhoos, and because of
the chill setting in for the night,  I involuntarily
pressed against the body of  my neighbour, who took me
in his arms and in tight embrace , and it helped to
beat the intense chill.  During  the sleep I thought I
was dreaming about somebody caressing my body
,massaging my back ,  butts thighs etc. A hand
wandered over my balls, dick, gently squeezing, , I
slumberde  deep into sleep with such heavenly
feelings.

  After a while I felt some snake like thing
slithering in my ass slit,  from the other side ,
wetting the place with slimy oil like thing,  I passed
my hand  behind  and held some round buttock and drew
it towards me tightly.   I felt  the meat in my slit
rubbing my hole gently,  my slit was wet and sticky
with the precum,  or was it cum?,  within no time and
drifted to my heavenly sleep again.

   If this is  what happens after  the so called
day's rigour  and it should be  no problem for me at
all for me at all .    Any way we all got up at the
appointed  hour and went to the river for the bath.
The weather was cold and the water was ice cold  being
the ice melted  water of  the Himalayas.   The
temperature was  almost zero,  and  we did sun drying,
as there were no towels.  We ten of  our group  had to
stick together,  and  we entered the meditation hall
together.

  There were nearly sixty  sadhoos,  of all ages in
the hall.  Yoga is that form of exercise which keeps
ones body and mind in good health.   First every body
started with push ups.  I started to feel warm after
some fifty push ups.  Then we had to assume various
postures to stretch and bend the body.  Since I was
only a beginner,  Kundananda told me to watch how it
is done.  So I stood near the wall,  and what a sight
to watch!!!   So many naked males,  arms legs, asses
assuming various positions.  In a particulr postion,
the sadhoos were lying on the back, and  all the asses
lifted  up and the legs were brought towards the neck
from the front and entangling it ,  oh  I must
describe this scene!!  I could see most of the
assholes in between the ass cracks,  the dicks and
balls were hanging  infront,  surprisingly many dicks
were hard and long.  Some of the sadhoos' spines were
so supple that their genitals reached their faces
easily, and they could self suck their dicks easily if
they wanted.  My own dick was had alredy reached its
full size of seven inches and was dancing widely
,oozing precum.  One great thing in this naked commune
was that  one can sport one's  dick at any length or
sizes,  nobody would take it as something amiss,
rather it would be taken as something natural.  I had
seen it was as natural to hug each other , squeeze
each other's  butts or take ones crotch in hand and
give a  tug ,as one would shake each others hands.

Next   it was another asana or posture by which I was
captivated.  This was the reverse of the previous
postion.  Now all the sadhoos bent over backwards
with the spine arching backwards and finally holding
the ankles with the hands,  making the body in the
form of a circle.  this way every body had to stand
till the leader counted till hundred.   This was
another beautiful scene.  All sadhoo's crotches were
now projected  outwards from the groin and and various
lengths of dicks some cut and many uncut pointed
towards various directions,  depending upon the state
of erection,  some limp pointing towards the earth,
some so hard and long they were like arrows pointing
to the sky.  And the balls  hung low and heavy  from
many  crotches ,  and only with great restraint I
could prevent my self from taking one or two of them
in my mouth for the breakfast.

Now everybody sat for meditation.  I sat on the floor
cross legged and  my asshole was touching the cold
floor,  giving me a tingling sensation,  Evweybody
started chanting the OM ' manthra,  and this went on
for another hour.  Then there was singing,  a longish
discourse by the head priest etc.  After a sumptous
lunch  every body retired to their huts for rest.

" I hope you are getting used to the routine."
Kundananda said.
He came to my  mat, where I just had sat  and rested
his head on my thighs.   His face was turned towards
my crotch ,  seeing my erect dick  he smiled and took
the head in his mouth and gave a deep suck.  I only
haaed and hooed as I almost cummed. You have lots of
other things to learn ."  his eyes were smiling.  I
ran my fingers on his long black silky hair,  and he
started doozing with his head resting on my crotch.

The afternoon was meant for work in the fields.  The
community was fetching its grains from the near by
villages.  But vegetables were grown by the members
themselves.   So we were out in the sun for work,
getting tanned.  Some were digging, some wateirng ,
manuring etc.  I watched  naked muscles in action,
dripped in sweat and layered with dust.  I watched
from behind . the bodies bent  in work ,asses pointing
up, balls and dicks hanging  between thighs.

 I specially spied on two horny fellows,  they both
belonged to our group and looked very close to each
other.  One was very tall and slim and was called
Shamananda, other one little thick and short and was
called Vasananda.  The  special thing with Sham was
his balls,  they were of very big size, of a big egg
sizes  each and they always hung very low , almost
reaching the middle of the thighs.  The skin of the
ball sack was so thin like a wet tisssue paper
attached to the balls that one could almost see the
big balls themselves in all details with the veins
running up from them.  While walking the thighs would
throw his balls forwards left and right alternately,
just imagine them !! And the balls really hung so low
that when ever he passed near me I developed a reflex
action of reaching out with my cupped hand to hold and
support the balls lest they may fall away, and I had
to suppress the action with great difficulty.  And the
urrge to immediately go down on the knee in front him
and have those balls in my mouth one by one ,and chew
them was still greater difficult to suppress.    And
now he was horny the dick was up and balls were
stretched for wards and it looked as if the skin would
tear off if you give just a little tug to the balls.

 Vas was a thick set fellow with a short thick dick
and both of them looked buddies.  They were all the
time teasing each other , laughing , some times
clinging to each other,  pinching the buttocks,
jerking each others dicks etc.  while  doing the work.
 After a while both of them took two big pots and went
off towards the river to bring water for the plants.
They returned  after sometime with water,  but both of
them were drenched fully.   Where they playing in
water?  I observed that Shams balls still hung low in
spite of being in water.

They made three or four journeys to the river like
this.  After the last journey they did not return for
a long time.  I was getting impatient.  What were they
up to near the river?   The sun was casting long
shadows.  I, being a new person, had not much work to
do,  other than feasting all those naked male bodies,
different shapes of dicks, balls, asses , ass holes
and also trying to keep my own dick down, which much
to my embarrassment had been in various stages of
erection  through out  the day.

  I slyly set off towards the river in search of my
friends.  After some search I located them a little
upstream  in a deserted stretch of bank making love.
They  just smiled to me and continued  their work. Vas
was kneeling in front of  Sham,  and  predictably was
trying  to swallow those balls of  Sham.  At present
one ball was inside his mouth, like a lollipop and he
was stretching them, pulling them away,  I expected
to see that the thin  scrotal sac of  Sham  being torn
off any moment now.  My own dick reached its full
length and started to dance up and down and to pour
juice,  I didn't want to disturb them and wanted to
see what is going to happen.  I  just sat on the wet
sand at a distance and enjoy the free show.

 Now Vas was taking  the other ball  in his mouth and
trying to tug it away.  After some time the dick was
inside his mouth.  Vas must be tired now trying eat
out Sham's genitals.  He stood up and bent his back
exposing his lax hole.  Shamananda  started humping
his dick against the hole.  After some time the dick
disappeared inside the hole and  Vas started making
grunting noises.  Now I could see only the low hung
balls of  Sham from behind, which were hitting Vas's
asses with such a force that I could hear the slapping
noises. Those balls!  Have you seen a bull's balls?
Just like bull's balls,  hitting Vas' ass!!

  Their  grunting was reaching a climax.  Sham was
humping Vas with more force.  Suddenly I saw the balls
being pulled up  as if to empty  its juices and then
dropped down again.  Sham emitted a big grunt . and
pushed his dick deep into Vas' hole and held it there.
 The balls were stetched against Vas' ass now,  tips
pointing towards me.  Sham was convulsing as he was
having one ejaculation after another.  I saw Vas' ass
was filled up with the cum and some amount being
leaked by the side of Sham's dick.

  I was completely entranced in this show of pure
lust.  I was reaching my own climax jerking my dick.
As I sat on the soft sand and wriggled with each
jerking,  my ass was digging the soft sand and was
half  burried in the sand.   I was getting strange
cold tingling in my asshole,  perhaps some sand was
getting inside my asshole also.

  I could not restrain myself any more.  I got up ,
jerking my dick ,I slowly walked towards those lovers
who were in the heavenly bliss of their own.  Both
were lying on the sand, face downwards,  Sham on the
top of Vas,  legs spread widely, and breathing
heavily.  Sham's dick was still inside Vas' hole.  I
knelt  down by their side.  They barely acknowledged
my presence.  I started massaging Sham's ass mounds
slowly.  Sham grunted a little perhaps in his
approval.  My one hand explored the ass crack,
assshole ,  and slowly slipped towards his balls.  I
had to feel them, touch them,  take them into my hands
and atleast kiss them.  I lifted up those huge nuts
from between his legs.  I massaged the nuts gently,
feeling the firmness and heaviness inside the thin
skin of the sac.  God has not created more exotic
thing in this world than these nuts!!  The beautiful
oval shape, egg sized each,  the veins and glands
attached to them !!  All clearly visible  through the
thin skin!

  Thank God,  Sham was in this nude community!  These
balls,  these pieces of art were not for hiding inside
some underwear.   They were for universal viewing and
admiration.   I also thanked God for making Sham gay,
so that men like me were granted a chance to enjoy
them.  I don't think any woman would have given much
thought about those balls if Sham had been straight.

  I slowly bent my head and rested my nose in Sham's
ass crack as if to sniff it.  Sham gave another
appreciative grunt.  I smelled the hole,  licked it a
bit  and  then nibbled the ball sac which was now in
my cup of my hand.  I licked it for a while  and then
I was lost in a trance, holding the two balls pressed
against my two eyes.  I was  half awake, half lost in
some sort of dream.. and I didn't know for how long.
  "Pop".  there was sound as Sham's dick slipped out
of the ass hole.  There was a gurgling sound from
Vas' hole as he moved a little.  All of us got up
together.  Sperm was leaking from Vas' hole as it
drained by the inner side of his thigh.   I put the
side of my hand in his ass crack and wiped out some
sperm  in my hand..  It had a heady male fragrance
like that of an after shave lotion.  what a
stickiness! smoothness  like that of a engine oil!
What could be its taste!  I was getting turned on
again.

  But time was getting late for evening prayers.  We
were all covered with dust , sand,sweat and sperm.
Together ,we headed towards the river water for bath.
As we walked back towards the Ashram, there were great
expectaions for the romance in the night.  There was
love and lust in the air and I could see the Sadhoos
bonding together with kisses and hugs and long dicks.
I put my arm around Sham's waist and held the heavy
balls cupped in my cup of my hands as we walked back
together. What heaviness!   I could feel the balls
manufacturing new sperm furiously for replacing the
spent ones.  With whome I will sleep tonight?  will I
be deflowered tonight  by Swami Kundananda ,  my guru
as is the custom of the commune?  Or I have to wait
for some more days for some auspicious day?  I was
deeply lost in thought as we entered the prayer hall,
now filled with the naked sadhoos chatting voices.
Wait for the second part of the story....

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