Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2008 15:27:40 +0530
From: Apar India <sneaky.seeker@gmail.com>
Subject: Apar & Krish Chapter 3

Disclaimer:
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This is a semi-fictional story with semi-fictional characters. Names have
been changed and a bit of imagination added. This is a story about me and
what-if scenario with some of my crushes
This story involves love and physical intimacy between two consenting adult
men. If you do not want to read this or are prohibited by law, house rules
etc, please leave.
The is a story about relations and not about sex. So there will be very
limited sexual acts and even when it occurs, there will be no graphic
details.
This story is set in Indian College and I would provide needed background
where ever needed
The reader is at the liberty to stop reading if he or she does not wishes to
continue.

Apar & Krish Chapter 3
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As I lay in the bed thinking, I never realize how I got the presence of mind
for last night's escape from the warden. I take off Krish's polo shirt that
I borrowed for my scheme and dump it along with my other clothes meant for
laundry. I brush, bath and rush to the canteen.

As soon as I enter the canteen there erupts whistling and clapping. I look
around in bewilderment and see Krish waving from a far corner table,
smiling.

"Heard that you scared the warden with your scanty shorts" howl Jagan
running towards me with Ravi.

"Never thought warden was so dumb. For the next late night outing I'm going
out only in shorts" chimes Ravi

"Your shorts are all cum stained Ravi. You will have dogs chasing after you"
someone retort

Leaving them there  I approach Krish "Are you done?"

"No, join me" he pats the chair next to him

"I'll get your polo shirt after it comes back from the laundry" I notice the
slight dimple on Krish's face as he smiles.

"No issues Apar, you could have given that even without washing. You saved
me from the warden" he puts his arm around my shoulders. Why is this simple
act of friendship from him arouses me?

"So what is the plan for the day ?" I ask him

"Ravi has got a new delivery, couldn't go to room now. Was planning to laze
around in Nizar's room". Nizar is one of his class mates who was with us in
y'day cinema.

"Mind if I join you? I'm just bored, nothing much to do today" I ask
hopefully.

"We are not going to do anything exciting like running around in shorts, if
that is ok with you it is ok with us" claps Nizar on my back.

"Hi Nizar" I turn around to greet Nizar

"Man I should I have come with you. I got barked at by the dog (warden) last
night" he shakes his head.

Three of us walk to Nizar's room. "Where is you room mate?" as I look around

"He leaves home every weekend. His dad is in railways, he gets free pass and
utilizes it to the maximum" Nizar points to the railway calendar hanging
above the empty bed.

"My dad is in railways too, but it is such a pain to travel in unreserved
and doing it every weekend is slightly crazy" I say in bewilderment.

"It happens for a reason, I get a free bed during the weekend away from porn
central" Krish flops in to the bed.

"Man what you have against porn. Ravi is a life saver" Nizar sitting in the
chair next to the bed

"I have nothing against porn or Ravi, seriously. Just that there is no love
or romance or emotion in it. Pure fucking is not my idea of arousal" Krish
shakes his head.

"Wow someone with similar idea as myself" I think to myself even as I admire
his wavy hair moving because of the inertia generated by his head shaking. I
sit in the bed in which Krish is lying.

"Then why don't you talk to the girls in our class? Say Sumitra or Madhavi.
They are one of the best looking girls in our batch and they seem to be
swooning over you" Nizar adds.
"Wow Krish, you seem to be like the real Krishna* with loads of girls
chasing you" though I say with a tone of teasing, something hot rises in my
belly. Is that jealousy or the sambar* I had at canteen today morning?

*Krishna was mythological hero considered as incarnation of God and
worshiped. As per the stories it is said that saints who wished to be close
to Krishna took the form of cowherd girls and were following Krishna every
where.

*sambar is a gravy made out of tamarind with spiced powder of chillies,
cumin, turmeric, asafotedia optionally with boiled vegetables and lentils.

"Apar don't believe every word Nizar tells you. No girl is chasing me" Krish
looks directly in my eyes. Wow he has the clearest whites in the eye I have
seen and the iris is light brown.

"Apar doesn't our Krish looks like some film hero? Fair & dashy. Why
wouldn't girls chase after him" Nizar winks at me. Coming to think of it
Krish does look like Tom Welling from the Sci-Fi series Smallville (Clark
Kent) and the movie "The Fog"

"Ok ok shall we change topic" Krish raise his hands smiling "Hey Nizar did
you enjoy y'day's movie" Krish tactfully changes the topic

"I really didn't understand y'day's movie. We should have gone for a Tamil
movie instead of this. But the chick looked hot though" Nizar is from a
smaller village and has difficulty with English because of his school &
background. Tamil is the language of the state of Tamil Nadu in South India.

Krish starts explaining the concept of Cybertron, Autobots, Deceptocons, the
spark. He is explaining the whole film, scene by scene. I'm fascinated by
his memory as well as capacity to elucidate. The retelling is filled with
voice background from Krish, his facial expression and hand gesticulation..
He is now like an overenthused kid. I sit mesmerized for nearly 1 hr of the
rendition, starring at him, his changing facial expressions, his thin red
lips as it make various sounds, his brown eyes which blooms and closes like
lotus flower at Sun rise and sunset respectively.

Only at the end I realize that Nizar is lying on his stomach in his bed,
having a glazed look. Krish looks around "Oye Nizar, if you are feeling
sleepy go ahead"

"No man, that was fantastic. Apar you should hear him tell the God Father
story, it is more interesting." nods Nizar.

"Yeah I could see that, Krish you are amazing" I really admire him.

Krish smiles shyly with his dimple.

"Ok Krish, Apar I'm off to sleep. You could stay around if you wish" Nizar
is getting comfortable to sleep.

I stand up stretching "Ah my back. Krish I think I'll let you sleep. I'll
get back to my room"

"If you want you can sleep here" Krish points to the space in the same cot
moving a bit closer to the wall.

Such a tempting offer "Ok" is all I could manage.

"You really have a broad shoulder" I admire as I get in to the cot.

"Swimming" Krish replies.

"You know swimming? Cool, could you teach me?" I really want to know
swimming as it is one of the life saving stuff I always wanted to know.

"Yeah sure. I go to a community pool near by during weekends. You can join
me. I'll let you know of the joining formalities"

"Thanks. But I'll join after our exams. By then the weather would be warmer"

"Ok makes sense." he nodded towards the space next to him in the cot.

I lay next to Krish with my back to his back as he closed his eyes. I was
waiting for what felt like eternity, I couldn't sleep with Krish next to me.
I rolled slightly and slowly put a leg over him. No response. I turn around
facing his back and put my arm around him. No resistance. I assume he is
really a deep, quick sleeper. I didn't want to jeopardize my friendship with
him in a moment of impulse and I just began to sleep like that, absorbing
his radiating warmth.

I'm feeling hungry and I reluctantly wake up. I see the tall Krish curled up
and deep in sleep. He looks more handsome and innocent while asleep. I come
close to his face resisting the urge to kiss him, I just whisper, "Hey
Krish, it is lunch time. Want to join?". All I hear from him is "hmmmm" and
he snuggle the pillow and back to sleep.  I leave for canteen with a grin in
my face. I really don't understand how I could be so hopelessly attracted to
this boy.

>From canteen I return to my room and rest of the day passes without anything
worth mentioning. I meet Krish on my way to canteen for supper.

"Where did you disappear this afternoon?" Krish enquired

"I tried to wake you for lunch but you didn't budge. You shouldn't blame me
if you sleep like Kumbhakarnan*. So what did you do for lunch"

*Kumbhakarnan was a mythological character who is supposed to sleep for 6
uninterrupted months.

"Skipped it, took some time to finish assignment and is now lent to your
roomie"

I see Jagan and a gang of his batch mates coming behind one of them say
"Apar stay away from the room for sometime. We are going to sincerely work
on our assignment in your room" winking at Krish

"Oh man I'm done for the night with you guys around. Where the heck am I to
sleep ?"

"Why don't you come to my room?" that is Krish.

"Nah man, tough time for you. You had to sleep in a squeezed manner today
afternoon. I don't want to trouble you."

"Hey Apar, it is no trouble. It is fun to spend time with you, compared to
my other boring mates." he whispers

I accept his offer and reach his room post supper. Interestingly no one else
was in his room. I ask "Where is Ravi ?".

"Oh that, they have gone to Arvind's room. He just got a bunch of Playboy
magazines."

"You are not going?"

"Nah, not so interested. By this time the sheets of the magazine will be
stuck with cum."

We both laugh. "So, what time they are coming back? I could sleep in Ravi's
bed till then."

Krish will not let me do that. "I told you I have no problem with you
sleeping in my cot."

We chat for hours on Sci-Fi topics, which are sort of a passion for both of
us. We are discussing what we would call "space" if all matter is removed
from it (like if you remove all stars, planets and dust). And I bring up the
idea of multiple universes, as mentioned in Hindu mythology, and he is
trying to relate that to "String theory" of which I have never heard.

As I lay next to him in the cot Krish continues "This is an interesting
theory and may take some time to explain".

His animated expressions and the enthusiasm with which he is explaining
string theory and linking it with what I had spoken amaze me. He is clearly
scientific and philosophical, too, in a deep way.  I don't know when I
drifted off to sleep, but when I wake up it is late in the night. I am
facing the wall and I could feel Krish's gentle regular breath on my neck.
As usual, he seem to have his hands between his thighs with his legs
slightly curled up, pushing me further in to the wall. I slowly manage to
turn and face him. In the dim light of the night he looks so serene and out
of earth. Now I regulate my breath in such a way that as he exhales, I
inhale and he inhales I exhale. The feeling is so amazing, I seem to take
his essence of life into me. It is as if we share the same life. With him so
close to me I couldn't resist but very gently touch his lips with mine. It
is heavenly. I smile to myself and manage to relieve one of my legs from the
pressure of his bent knees and place it over his and drift back to a
wonderful sleep

This time I am the last to get up. He has neatly covered me, and put a
pillow on the side so that I don't roll off. So thoughtful of him. My
respect and admiration for him grew. [But that wasn't the only thing
growing? :P}