Date: Thu, 7 Aug 2003 04:54:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: KKHere <gaysguys@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up in India - 6

DISCLAIMER: The following contains sexually explicit material
portraying men in sexual situations. If you find this objectionable
please do not read. The story is based on my own experiences though
the names of the people involved have been changed. Copyright 2003 All
Rights reserved. This story may not be distributed or republished
without the consent of the author.

I wish to thank all my readers for their remarks.

Growing Up in India --- Part 6

As I reached the point of our rendezvous in the heart of New Delhi I
was slightly conscious as this was the first time I was actually going
to meet someone, a stranger nearly, for the sole reason that he was
sexually interested in men. I waited for some time and then saw him
walk towards me. A big paunch and a heavy set frame. Completely off
putting. However, I remained curt and talked to him and he talked to
me. We ended up going to his appartment and having dinner together.

That night when I returned to my hostel I was quite happy with
myself. I had accomplished something new. I had ventured into a field
which opened up many new possibilities for me. I had already come to
know through the internet that there is a big and active gay community
in the city. Now I was sure I could meet someone I liked. There was
some risk involved but since I had done it once I could do it again.

I remained friends with the older guy and we exchanged emails. However
I was exchanging emails with a number of other people too. It was
during this time I received an email from a person from my own
college. I was very excited about meeting this guy. I tried to
persuade him to meet me in a way that did not raise too many
questions. He turned out to be very shy. After a bit of coaxing he
revealed himself to me on chat. We were sitting in the same computer
laboratory a few seats from each other. I promptly changed my terminal
and went to sit right next to him and we talked to each other for the
first time. I had seen him around many times but never knew he was gay
too. He and I became good friends over the next few weeks however he
did not want to try anything too sexual. He said he was waiting for
what he said was the Mr Right.

As I entered my sophomore year in college. I had been exchanging email
and chatting with seven to eight guys. However I never got a chance to
meet any one of them. Then one day I found a new chat friend. He was
located very near to my college. He even agreed to come to my college
and meet me in the campus only after an hour of chatting. I was quite
startled but I agreed anyway.

His name was Ashu and we met inside my college campus at a specified
place and we talked for some time. He told me that he used to work as
a male escort for guys and still knows a lot of those people. They
work under the cover of running a massage parlour as prostitution is
illegal in India. He offered that if I liked he could take me to one
and I could meet some of the guys for no charge at all. He told me
they all worked part time as escorts and had other jobs also. In fact
he wanted me to join in too.

After some deliberation I decided that a visit would not harm, but I
had no intention of joining them. He took me to a very rich
neighbourhood and inside a building which contained a lot of offices
of various types. Inside one unmarked office door, he told me, was the
parlour. We went inside and he introduced me as his friend to the
person sitting behind a desk with a telephone in front of him reading
a newspaper. He told him that he just came to meet the old guys. The
man just told us to go on in and pointed to a door on his left. Inside
there was a large room with the whole floor covered with mattressed
and guys lying about on them. Few of the guys greeted Ashu. We sat
among the guys and chatted.

"Hey I am not getting any clients these days", said one heavy set guy
who was lying on his back.

"Yeah I can feel it", replied Ashu as he pressed and fondled the guys
crotch through his jeans and it bulged.

"Everyone seems to want him today, he's got three already today", said
the guy pointing to a lean guy who looked quite young.

"Yes I am now having a sweet ache in my arse, the last one did it
twice with only five minutes of break", replied the young guy.

Ashu laughed and so did a few of the others.

"So you like guys too?", The heavy guy asked me.

"Yes, very much", I replied.

"Come near me", he beckoned.

I crawled towards him. He pulled me down and pressed his lips on mine
in a full kiss. He let his tongue enter as I opened my mouths and we
kissed like that for a couple of minutes.

As we seperated the guy in the office room entered and told a tall
buff guy that his client has arrived and was waiting in the service
room. The buff guy immedeately walked out with him.

"Come let me show you something", said the guy I had been kissing and
who told me he was known as Ronny.

He led me through another small door in the room which let into a
small bathroom. He went to what seemed a cupboard near the wash basin
and opened it up. To my surprize it was not a cupboard but there was a
full sized glass behind it which showed directly into what Ronny told
me was the service room. Ronny informed me that this was a one way
glass and on the other side it looked like a perfectly ordinary full
sized mirror.

Inside the service room there was a massage table and on a table
beside it were kept various bottles which seemed to be of massage
oil. There was a man lying on his stomach with a towel covering his
hips. The buff guy who had left the room in which we were sitting
earlier entered the service room dressed only in a pair of very tight
body hugging shorts, whose legs did not reach much below his crotch.

The massuer exchanged a few words with the client which we did not
hear, but Ronny told me that the client was being asked whether he
wanted a regular massage or the special body treatment, which meant
having sex. The special body treatment was given to only those people
who were recommended by a client who had already received it. The
clients knew this fact. This was to be careful from police catching
them.

It seemed that the client was already a regular and wanted the special
treatment. The massuer removed the tovel covering the client and
started kissing the clients back. The client who was already naked
turned over and the kissing went on to other body parts. Meanwhile I
was getting hard watching all this and so was Ronny. He opened up his
jeans and lowered them and his boxer shorts to his ankles and stood
there stroking his dick. The massuer in the service room was now
giving the client a blow job. Ronny asked me if I wanted to suck his
dick. I did and I sat down on my knees and took his dick in my
mouth. As I sucked on Ronny's dick I was watching the activity in the
service room out of the corner of my eye.

The massuer had stoped sucking the client and the client had pulled
the massuer's shorts down and he stepped out of them sporting a huge
erection. The client lay back on the massage table on his back and
lifted up his legs. The massuer leaned over him and started to insert
his dick into the clients arse in a slow but fluid motion. As I
watched this Ronny's dick exploded in my mouth and cum shot out in
copious quiantities. I swallowed as well as I could. Some still
trickled out of the corner of my mouth. Meanwhile there was some
serious fucking going on in the service room. I got up and Ronny
pulled me up in a kiss and his tongue cleaned the remains of his own
cum from my mouth. Then he kneeled in front of me and opened up my
pants and pulled down my bikini briefs and swallowed my swollen dick.

I was in heaven. As I stated the get near the point of no return I saw
cum flying out of the clients dick that was point towards his face as
tha massuer leaned backwards fucking him furiously now. Most of it
landed on his chest and belly. Seeing this I could hold back no more
and poured my cum into Ronny's mouth who swallowed it expertly. The
massuer was now seemingly unloading into the condom he had worn while
still inside the client.

Ronny got up and pulled up his pants and so did I and we closed the
cupboard looking door of the glass and returned to the room where Ashu
was still waiting for me. I said goodbye to Ronny as Ashu said he was
ready to go.

Ashu led me out of the place and we seperated as we approached the bus
stop. He promised to meet  me again in a weeks time and I returned to
my hostel very satisfied with the whole experience and looking forward
to meeting Ashu again.