Date: Sat, 11 Oct 2008 18:51:37 +0530
From: Advait Ray <advait.ray@gmail.com>
Subject: The Sexy Watchman

The door bell rang while I was in the shower. I was expecting an urgent
delivery and figured it must've been the courier. I rushed out in a towel,
dripping wet. Opening the door, I found the apartment watchman standing
before me.

He was delivering a very unimportant apartment circular. I muttered a cuss
-- he could have very well slid the one page notice through the letter
opening in the door. Peeved, cold and wet, I grumbled a thank you, closed
the door and sped back into the warm shower.

Next day as I set out for work, I noticed the watchman near the lift. He
gave me a big smile and came up to me as I waited for a cab.

I hadn't noticed the day before that he was rather good looking. He sported
a moustache that he evidently took great care of. When he came closer I
noticed he had beautiful brown eyes and a luscious pair of lips. His black,
wavy hair blew with the breeze. He was a little short of six feet in
height. He looked fit -- I noticed the broad chest.

I learnt his name was Nikhil. He said he knew that I had recently moved
into the apartment and if there was anything I needed, I could count on him
for help.

It was really nice of him, I thought, as the cab sped off. In fact, the
whole day I kept thinking of Nikhil off and on. His smile was endearing and
there was something incredibly sexy about him.

In the evening when I returned, I couldn't see him. I missed him. I went up
to my apartment, all the while thinking about Nikhil. He had really turned
me on. I took off my clothes and headed for the shower.

I imagined him in the shower with me, his hairy body and broad chest
glistening with water and sweat. I love man tits and imagined I was sucking
on his beautiful nipples, when the door bell rang.

Having been interrupted in my fantasy, I was ready to kill whoever it was
who rang the bell. Finding a bathrobe, I wrapped it around myself and went
to the door. When I found Nikhil standing in front of me, I felt rather
embarrassed. My face showed irritation at first and then quickly turned
into a foolish grin. He was delivering the mail that he'd received on my
behalf during the day.

I told him to drop it through the slit in the door the next time. His face
showed that he was disappointed with my suggestion, so I started to explain
that I took a shower at this time and then I stopped abruptly when I
realized I was behaving like a bloody fool.

I shut the door and returned to the shower fantasizing about Nikhil
rebuking me about being insensitive and then we have make-up sex. I imagine
him over me pushing hard into me. He uses his mouth to lick my armpits and
suck my nipples, when he isn't kissing me. It didn't take me long to come.

Next morning I find Nikhil near the lift. Seeing me, he rushes to hail a
cab for me. Man, was he sweet! However I notice he's cooled a bit. That
evening I reach home to find the mail already delivered. I wasn't going to
be interrupted in the shower today, I realized.

I masturbated that day thinking of Nikhil rimming me, as the hand shower
thrust water into my asshole.

The next couple of days went off uneventfully. With each passing day I grew
more and more attracted to Nikhil.

He was a married man of thirty five, that's ten years older than I was. I
couldn't really imagine that he felt the same way about me as I did about
him. At the same time, I couldn't help but notice how he always turned on a
sexy charm when he spoke to me. He routinely passed his hand through his
hair as he spoke. Sometimes he would caress his face, arm or chest
suggestively. And he always was very keen to help. Clearly he liked me. And
I was sexy, no kidding!

It was around nine at night when the bell rang. I found Nikhil holding a
parcel and wearing that amazing smile. He said he didn't want to disturb me
in the shower, so he came a bit late. I laughed and took the parcel from
him. He asked me for some water and I invited him in.

Something told me that both of us had the same thing in mind. I took the
opportunity to offer him a beer, which I knew would create the mood. He
seemed to be sweating, so I turned on the air conditioner. It was a hot
day.

He gulped down the beer and came and stood in front of me. I couldn't
contain my lust and it must have been obvious that I was pining for him. He
stood facing me, I could feel his breath. Then he grabbed me and started
furiously kissing me. I was ecstatic with lust. His tongue was working
magic and his warm and wet lips were driving me to a sexual frenzy. Nikhil
was one sexy beast and I wanted him to devour me. I tried to compose
myself. Man, was it difficult!

We both realized that we were going too fast. We stopped momentarily to
look at each other, breathing heavily to contain our lust. I started to
unbutton his shirt and at the same time, started licking his lips, then his
teeth and then his moustache. He smelled of beer. I started planting short
wet kisses on his mouth and in intervals sucked his tongue. Hearing him
moan made me ecstatic. His shirt was off and I explored his body with my
hands. I moved my fingers through his hairy arms and chest.

He rested his hands over his head and I got to see his beautiful glistening
hairy armpits. The smell of his armpits drove me to lick and kiss each one
tenderly, allowing his manly odor to pervade my senses. I stepped back to
take a look at my lover. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be in
bliss. I loved his chest, so manly. I sucked on his large, brown nipples,
bit them, licked them and heard Nikhil groan with pleasure.

Nikhil stopped me, pulled me to him and started kissing me passionately. We
weren't speaking, words weren't necessary.

He led me to the bed, pulled my T shirt off and started kissing me all
over. I reached for his dick, I felt it trough his trousers. It was rock
hard and quite a handful. As he kissed me, I let my hands slide down his
pants, felt his hairy ass and passed my finger through his warm, wet
crack. We both were getting tremendously excited, and I wasted no time and
pulled off his pants and then mine.

Completely naked and with Nikhil over me, embracing me, kissing me, I was
in heaven. My hands now exploring Nikhil's cock, felt it grow. The slit in
his head was oozing precum. I pulled back his foreskin and stimulated the
head. I slipped away from below Nikhil and turned him on his back. He lay
on the bed as I licked clean the area around his penis, his balls, and ate
his ass, yummy. I then took his dick in my mouth. While I sucked his cock,
my fingers probed his ass crack. Finding his bud, I pushed my finger into
it, hearing Nikhil let out a gasp. His wet, sweaty crack made it easy for
my finger to find its way in. That really seemed to turn Nikhil on.

He pulled me on to the bed, and slid down to work on my cock and ass. He
spent more time licking my ass, preparing it for what he was dying to
do. At the same time he gave me a hand job. His tongue on my bud was
driving me wild and I couldn't wait for him to get inside me and fuck me
real hard.

Soon enough, he and I were ready. He slathered some Vaseline on his shaft
and slowly began entering me. I was moaning with pleasure as I tugged at
his nipples and mauled his chest. Within a few seconds he was completely
inside me, and now he lay over me, kissing me and thrusting his seven inch
cock inside me.

It was heaven, the next few minutes. We spent them kissing and groaning and
licking and moaning, breathing into each other, groping and fucking
furiously.

Soon we knew we were about to come and with violent thrusts, Nikhil came
inside me.

Overcome by the avalanche of joy and bliss, I exploded and came strong and
hard.

Our lips were locked, our tongues entwined through the climax, and we
continued to kiss tenderly and lovingly. We were in bliss, as we lay
clasped in each other's arms.

After about half an hour, we had to end our session of lovemaking as it was
late and Nikhil had to get home. But he said there was another thing he
wanted to do before he left. He carried me to the shower, where we bathed
together and made love again.