Romancing gay story of Dehradun Sexcapades: 1
Romancing gay story: āOne-sided love is considered unfortunate. I say, lucky are those whose love is one-sided. The love that withstands rejection, without turning into bitterness, is real love. It liberates you but with such love in your heart, you no longer look for liberationā.
Hi this is Atharva. Back here after a rather long sabbatical with another story. You can read my previous stories here by the name:- My first man crush & The Romantic Dehradun Diaries.
This is from the time I turned 21 and used to go to the gym with a friend named Sidharth. Siddharth was a hunky, fair skinned, 6 ft tall guy who was my gym partner.
I had stayed at his home once and while we were asleep we had a moment where we had a mild kiss pretending that we were asleep but I didnāt know what he had in mind.
As I wake up earlier so I gave him a mild hug and a peg on his lip as I couldnāt resist myself looking at his cute face.. But got up abruptly and finished cleaning up..
I made myself a cup of coffee and grabbed his Dadās newspaper that came daily I suppose. I was reading the paper just by then Sid had woken up and went to the loo.
He came out with small towel wrapped on his face cleaning himself while i was in the balcony in the morning Dehradun sunshineā¦
His home had beautiful view of the Queen of hills as it is called ā Musoorie.
Sid:- Hey Morning bruh! I have some work in the market . Chloge kya baba?
Me :- Han(yup) chalo. Drop me also at my house thereafter.
We went for shopping to the āIndra marketā as he was good at bargaining unlike meā¦Its a long narrow market which had some nice stuff and then we headed to āPaltan marketā crossing the Clock tower(Central Dehradun)ā¦
We bought some biscuits snd rusk from Sunrise Bakers(famous in Dun) and then he dropped me to my home. As I reached home i was wondering if he knew what had happened at night or not but brushed it under the carpet later as it would have been visible on the way he would have behaved but he didnāt behave weirdly at all.
I checked my phone and it was Hemantās message that he was in town and wanted to catch up. I was apprehensive and unsure if i wanted to meet as i knew where it would end eventually but he was resilient so I agreed to meet him.
We were supposed to meet in evening so I wore my jeans and white sneakers along with a tee and black denim jacket with a mile perfume. I had just then got a haircut so I used my skills and tried a hairdo I saw on youtube and managed to replicate somewhat similar.
I came on my brotherās Royal Enfield which he would never allow me to drive as he loved it so much but still managed to convince him and parked the bike.
Hemant was on a call outside and my bikeās thunder caught his attention though I was in my Swag mode..lol(This is a thing which some may find weird.
I listen to lots of songsā¦and my mood is set according to my choice of song. So if I am like working out I would be listening the motivational or some hardcore rap songs and when Iām stepping out for some occasion all suave then i usually listen to some swag songs)
Though I remain very simple at home in my loose tee and pyjamas which i love btw. But when it comes to going out I donāt leave any stone unturned in looking Stylish or slender but acc to the occassion.
So I had my studs in my ears , Rado watch on my wrist and cool eye gearā¦ I parked my bike and removed my glasses along with earplugs and adjusted my hairs looking into the rear-view mirror.
Hemant:- Bas basā¦Youāll kill people here by your swag..
Me:- Ha haā¦ Ur sense of humour hasnāt improved yet but your body hasā¦
Hemant:- Wah ā¦janab.. Compliment diya bhi to itna ghuma firakeā¦(Given compliment but that too so indirectly)
Me:-(winked) So how hve u been ,how is ur modelling goingā¦?
Hemant:-(grabbing the seat) Its been good ā¦Working and doing MBA now..wbu?
Me:- Thatās great! Yeah me too ā¦working as well as pursuing masters.. evolving ā¦one day at a time..So far so goodā¦
Hemant:- Should we order something..
(he ordered brownies and a coffee for himself and asked me ..-Youāll have tea naā¦Mr chai loverā¦)
Me:- Uhh No..I love tea but only when i make it with my special ingredients..for now coffeeā¦
Hemant:- ohk..coffee it is thenā¦
Me:- So how is everything ..long time huh..
He:- Yeah and you were apprehensive about it. Glad you agreed.
Me:- Kuch bhiā¦
After few conversations he asked me if I could drop him and also give him a few movies I had in my laptop to which I agreed. I welcomed him and he sprung on the beanbag and I was checking my laptop for movies.
I offered him a glass of water but he was too engrossed in laptop so I just gave a nudge on his faceā¦
He:-( in bewilderment) Saaleā¦(and punched me lightly on my groin)
Me:- Ahhhhā¦fuckkkkk..(i was acting though but it did pain lil)
He:- (laughing hysterically) Are did i hit too hardā¦
I had my hands on my groin grabbing and when he came near me i pulled him and grabbed him by his neck and locked him with my thighs. He was trying to get rid of my grip and he did succeed after a hardcore jolt and tickling me when i just lost it.
He took advantage of my weakness and started tickling me all over and i just couldnāt control laughing so hard that tears dropped from my eyes
He:- Oye are you crying?
Me:- Huhā¦Noā¦
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I stood up and went towards the sink to wipe my face when he suddenly turned me and held my face to look if I had tears and I just looked down.
He:- Hey look at meā¦
Me:- arey ..its nothing..not crying yar..it was tickling that did it.
I looked in his eyes and my hand automatically went on his cheeksā¦and he pressed his lips on mine for a brief moment and hugged me tightly. The hug broke and turned into a romantic smooch session ,he just delicately kissed,licked and sucked my lips twirling his tongue occasionallyā¦.
While kissing he held my gently and made me sit on the sofa and came on top of me, held my fingers and locked them in his and was kissing me deeply as it was after so long.
Stay tuned to read moreā¦
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