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Guys,
This is the english version of my story 'Barsaat ki Raat'.
A few of my frndz wanted it, this way,
so i thot to give it a try..so that other members with poor hindi too, can get the flavour of it.
This isn't with a thick story-line
but still I hope..u guys will like it..due to its emotional value.
Here it goes..
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~ Wet Night, Wet Eyes ~
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The rain pierced my body when I ran outside my house, into it.
My tears got washed away just in an instant.
I was betrayed
yes, and I felt so belittled..
the entire sky was weeping right now.
It was pouring in buckets,
a torrential downfall...
whatever you want to call it.
And cold..!
cold was like a hell !
.
In such a times, I was wearing just a pair of jeans
and might not have had worn that too,
if I hadn't turned on the light of my room
and just when I did, I saw....
.
Like the TV-Ads which you hate but still can't avoid, it played in my mind again, in full color and sound.
.
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Two male bodies on the bed,
both nude..fully naked
.
Alok sitting up and saying to me, "Oh, it's you."
And then over at his bed-partner, the guy, for whom he had cheated me, and said, "Sorry, he came home early."
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The other guy, same as my and Alok's age, about 24-25, sitting up, casually, unashamed of his perfidy, saying, "Oh. Hi, there. Sorry."
But he didn't look sorry.
Not at all, he just looked annoyed at being interrupted.
.
A crash of lightening and thunder interrupted my brain signal and the film stopped
running in my memory.
Thank God..!
.
The rain was harder than ever.
It was falling in thick sheets
and then blown away by fierce gusts of wind
and the splatters moved across the foot-path in white lines of dancing drops.
The street-lights were on,
but in this rain, they seemed like ghostly circles,
which hardly gave any comfort or support.
.
People, moved by just like the shadows, leaning against the rain, holding umbrellas before or behind them like a shield.
Their cloths..all strained,
bowing inwards as the wind threatened to break their ribs apart.
.
But as for me, I had no shield, no protection.
I was bare to these deadly elements..
lost...
all alone.
.
I didn't know where to go,
I had just bolted out of the only home which I had.
Where could I go? Who would want me?
.
I huddled against a wall at the corner of an gally,
unprotected by the rain,
then leaned against the wet, unforgiving stone of a wall.
I tried to think through my grief, and figure out what to do.
.
.
"SUJAAAAY" came the call.
"Sujay!"
.
It was Nikhil.
Our roommate,
mine and...'his'.
I wanted to avoid all thought about 'him', but my memory wouldn't co-operate with me.
.
But Nikhil and I, the three of us,
we had shared a two-bedroom apartment,
till now,
ever since I moved in here to Shimla, quitting my good called job in Pune.
.
Came here to him, for HIM.
After all, I was in love with him thru net-chatting.
Well, he too was staying here,
away from his parents at Delhi, doing his Diploma in Tourist Management.
.
It's nearly 6 months passed now.
Since the day I started staying with him, I kept saying that we should move out and let Nikhil find some other roommate,
Why should we care for him.
But he...had always insisted, that we wait longer.
.
Now I knew why.
Why get a place and stay alone with someone you have no intention of staying faithful to?
.
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"Sujay!" Nikhil called, came up to me.
Like me, he was shirtless, bare-chested to the rain,
only he had on a pair of three fourth sneakers.
I must have awakened him by my shouting, before I ran out, when my anger had vented itself and all I had left was...tears.
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"Come on, Sujay." Nikhil said, his chest heaving; "Come on back inside. That other guy will be gone by the time we get back; he was getting dressed when I left."
"No!" I said, angry at him. though he had always been the kindest and gentlest of souls.
When I needed someone to talk to, it wasn't...HIM...that I talked to, it was Nikhil.
Nikhil would listen carefully
and make suggestions and..
and even give advice.
And it was Nikhil, who on nights like tonight, when I would be working late, would be sure to save and put something in the refrigerator for me.
His little notes were always waiting, tagged up under small magnetic flower on the fridge, telling me just what thing should be searched where.
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"How long has this been going on?" I demanded of Nikhil now. "How long has he been cheating on me?" I screamed at him.
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Nikhil sighed and looked ashamed.
"All along." he admitted. "Nearly every night you stay late at your job, he goes out. Though usually he went to the other guy's place. Sometimes he'd just arrive home just a few minutes before you came. He really gripped all of your schedule, until you got off work early tonight."
Nikhil took a deep breath. "I kept trying to figure out a way to tell you what Alok was doing but...ah, hell..! You just seemed so happy! And how was I going to tell you?"
.
"Is that why you bought me the condoms?" I said.
( I was getting into it now.
Nikhil had given me those, as an unexpected gift..not long ago.
I ran out of condoms and had just casually said to him that, -well, since I am in a relationship, maybe I don't need them anymore.
But then Nikhil had bought me a large box-full, and given them to me, for no good reason I could see.
Now I did see the reason.
As long as I had the stock of Nikhil's condoms, I kept on using them.
But then, I realised they were getting used faster than they should have;
now I knew why that was, too!
Alok and his dirty tricks..! )
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"Tell me, Is that why you bought me the condoms?" I sobbed.
"Yeah, that's why I bought you the condoms." Nikhil said. "Alok isn't always careful; and that's why I won't have sex with him anymore."
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"You, too?" I said.
That hurt, Nikhil wasn't supposed to be one of the guys, for whom Alok cheated me.
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"NOOO, not after you moved in." he said hastily. "And not for a time before that, either, but especially, not since you moved in with us."
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I looked at Nikhil,
his hair plastered down flat with the rain,
his body soaking wet
and he was shivering.
.
He had come out after me.
I think I did have a friend, after all..!
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And I seized him in the way, a man grabs a plank in the ocean after a shipwreck,
clung to him and the tears flowed from my eyes freely again.
I put my cheek on his wet shoulder and I made them wetter,
while he held me in his arms and let me cry.
.
"What am I going to do?" I said to him. "I don't have any money! I deposited them all in his account and my pockets are too empty..! I don't even know anyone here in town, just you and...." I stopped before completing that sentence, and changed it, "and.. I don't know where to go!"
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"You won't go anywhere." he said to me. "You're my roommate. You'll come back with me to our apartment and you'll stay there, for as long as you want."
"And Sleep on the couch?" I said.
I didn't want to do that, seeing HIM...every day.
He rose early in the mornings for his own job, while I worked a late in evenings and got up late in the day.
So every morning he would be waking me up, probably walking through into the kitchen wearing just his briefs.
His body..the body I loved, and the body that loved me..so clean and young and strong....
And I snuffled on Nikhil's shoulder a bit longer, though I didn't tell Nikhil anything of that, but just said through my mutter of sobs. "No, I can't do that."
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"Well...Why on couch? you can sleep with me." Nikhil offered.
I looked up, looking to see a face of a kind friend.
Instead I saw...a Hope..an Yearning..a Need.
.
Oh, hell..!
I let go and backed away from him.
God, THIS was all I needed right now?
Shit..!
The burden of dealing with this here, now, made me angry.
.
"Is this how you get your men, Nikhil?" I said cruelly.
I was hurting him,
I wanted everyone around me to get hurt, too.
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"Do you wait until Alok is done with them? and then pick them up and fuck them until they can find another place to live? Is that why you and he are roommates?"
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"That's not fair!" he protested.
Then as an attempt to be practical he said, "We can put a mattress down on the floor for you, then. It...it doesn't have to be any sex between us"
But then again,
there was a failure of honesty in his voice.
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"But THAT's what you'd like, right?" I said
and managed to glimpse a smile briefly through my sorrow, like the sun breaking through clouds.
But there was no sun to be seen anymore, and my smile faded away.
It hurt my face too much.
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"Sujay, I... O God.. I wish this was different..!" Nikhil said.
And then, slowly murmered, "I just wish I'd found you first."
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I looked at him.
He was shivering.
Hell...!! even I was shivering.
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We were standing in rain..
and it was a cold rain too, and getting colder.
.
He didn't look like any Prince with an armor and a sword coming to my rescue.
He looked more like a puppy-dog..
abandoned by its owner..
alone in the world, shivering..
because he has no home.
In other words, right then, he looked exactly like me.
.
And I remembered with sudden clarity, his many kindnesses to me.
The way he thought about my comfort,
and he even remembered my likes and dislikes,
and the way he tried to do things for me..Alok had never done.
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And in my loneliness, in the way, an abandoned dog, eager to get adopted, will pant happily under the stroking hand of a street-boy, who finds him, I said, "I too wish, you'd found me first."
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Nikhil's lip trembled and he said, "Sujay?" Slowly, kindly...lovingly.
.
And I went back to his arms and clung to him.
His skin was rumpled with goosebumps,
and I could feel my own back was the same under his hands.
It's hard to tell in the rain,
but I think he had tears in his eyes,
just like me..
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And then..
we were kissing..
kissing deeply.
and it was wonderful...!
I wasn't alone any more, I had never been alone.
I'd only thought I was. But I wasn't,
and he was here, right here, standing before me, standing in the cold rain without a shirt or a banian, wearing wet three-fourth,
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I felt his nipples press against my chest like sharp little spears of frigid flesh.
I felt him cold..very cold,
and the rain poured over us,
washing over us,
pounding us in the way, the world does,
but directly and honestly.
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But where we touched each other, it became warm,
warm from each other,
and the rain couldn't get between us.
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Where my hands touched him, it felt, somehow more solid, than other part of his body.
The rain had thickened the skin and made it contract to hold in the heat.
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But then..It made Nikhil feel real, very real,
He was good,
he was here
and
would stay here, with me.
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I moved my hands down to his jeans,
the water passed out between my fingers as I gripped his buttocks tightly,
and pulled his body up against mine.
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Water,
so much water,
all of it cold,
all of it uncaring.
But when we touched, it had to flee,
it had to draw back,
it had to make way.
.
I felt Nikhil's hard cock pressing up against mine,
and I realized with something like surprise that my cock too, was stiff as a pole...
You aren't supposed to get an erection on the night, when you've been betrayed.
are you?
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But I did
and Nikhil moaned and rubbed against me.
His hunger for me burned out of him and into my rain-frozen body,
he warmed me with his lust
and drove away the chill night air.
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I reached down
and kissed his shoulder..that bare shoulder,
water was there
but I sucked it from his body
and kissed his skin making it dry,
Yes, the rain had to get defeated by us..!
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And then I kissed on his..lips !
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There is a privacy about a heavy rain.
Nobody wants to be out in it,
nobody lingers in it,
nobody looks around any, more than they have to.
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In the corner of that thin lane,
we were private
even with people on the foot-path, less than six feet away,
Everyone was hunched up against the rain,
their eyes squinting, but looking only straight ahead.
Nobody saw two nearly-naked guys kissing in the gally a few feet away from them.
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Nikhil released my lips, "Oh, God, Sujay."
He breathed. "God!"
"Please." I begged him. "Please. Right now, right here. Please!"
"Here..? yeah. Sure." he gasped out. "Sure."
He was ready to take me any way, he could get me..
even here, in a gally in a cold rain.!
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He pushed me deep inside in the dark and reached down.
Then fumbled at my jeans.
I did the same to him.
Both the zips soaked with rain as they were,
but a little more effort
and we broke it off and opened our own flies.
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I guided my cock over,
two cockheads touched
and we kissed again.
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The rain wettened our dicks,
the temperature chilled them,
but they still stayed hard..hard and hot,
.
the heat of our full body seemed to have accumulated there at one spot only.
Like the two puppies, we licked each other's cheeks.
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Nikhil's hand came over and caught hold of my prick and I reached to grasp his.
Even as the rain tickled my arms and shoulders,
even as the wind and the moisture froze my body,
the heat inside me was holding me steadfast.
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Alok didn't love me,
i mean..not enough to stay faithful.
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But Nikhil...
I hadn't seen him with anyone in months.
And now I knew, why..!
Bcoz he was wanting me.
How could I have been so blind, to this guy..?
this wonderful caring guy, living right under my own roof..
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Now it was my chance to make corrections,
to give him at last what he'd desired,
I wanted to give him..my pleasure..now,
now,
God,
yes, now..!
here,
even here, in this dark gally..
in this rain..in this cold..even here.
Nikhil moaned, "Oh, God, Sujay! Oh, God! Uhhh!"
And the sounds of his pleasure brought tears to my eyes,
and I wanted to give him more pleasure,
to hear more from him
.
and I dropped to my knees and landed with a splash
and Sujay groaned and groaned again
as my mouth caught his cock and drew it inside of me.
And it was warm, so warm,
I didn't taste the rain on it at all.
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For a while..just for a while, i lovelingly carrassed the whole length of his juicy rod and looked all around.
The public passed away in the shadows of umbrellas saving itself from this windy weather.
The storm blinded their eyes towards the activities of this couple in a dark corner of a thin lane.
Again i looked up.
His eyes were shut..
his face glowing with satisfaction..pleasure..joy and all sort of happy emotions.
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I pampered the full cock with both my cheeks..one by one..
but then I could not wait longer..
In slow movements, I milked Nikhil's cock, wanting this moment, this time, with Nikhil above me and moaning in his pleasure,
.
I wanting this moment to last.
His cock was hot, so hot in this ocean of cold,
that I didn't recognize the heat for what it was,
not until Nikhil's groans rose up to a crescendo and he was holding back,
moaning out, "oh..oh..Sujay..I'm..I'm coming, I'm coming, sujay..sujay..take it off..pull off, pull off !"
.
He held it back in exquisite agony, until I understood and released him
and barely took his shaft in my hand when he erupted,
spewing his jizz all over my face and my chest.
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It felt me like rain,
but this rain was hot..hot,
and it was more than the rain could ever be,
as it splashed me
it owned me,
it was like making me PURE,
.
I was Nikhil's man now,
Nikhil's,
and I had a place, again..
the lost dog had found a boy to go home with.
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Gulping, panting, Nikhil shot the last drops of his wads out,
a thick white dribble out of his cock,
and the rain washed my face and my chest and pelted the hanging strand of Nikhil's prick.
"Oh, God, oh, God, I nearly came in your mouth!" he gasped out.
.
He was worried about my safety,
worried about me.
You have to be abandoned if ever you want to know how precious that was to me at that moment.
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Chest heaving in the way it had, when he had run up to me,
he looked down and said, "Now you."
,
I stood up
and he grabbed me and nearly pushed me backwards,
I ended up seated on a garbage can I hadn't noticed was there,
I landed with a clang-bang-clang!
,
Nikhil was down on one knee
and he was grabbing my cock and stuffed it into his face !
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Raw electrical joy went through my veins from his touch,
that warm mouth plying on me and over me.
It was an intensity, which I hadn't known since the early days with Alok,
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Our love was new, bright..shining and
it was pure love, unadulterated and undiluted with the rain.
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I balanced on the garbage can while Nikhil sucked on me with a fierceness which I hadn't known he possessed.
he wanted me,
all of me,
inside of him all at once,
and at the same time he wanted to move my cock-skin to give me pleasure,
.
he compromised by moving with a speed that startled me
and drove my joy to untouched heights.
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I hardly cared about the weather..the circumstances..the position.
Whosoever watched us..who cares..?
coz both my eyes were shut..
shut to the world..
this uncaring world..
this cruel world..
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The garbage can wobbled
and I clutched to the wall with my hands, holding myself in place by the friction of my palms,
and in this unstable position too, I attained my climax.
"Oh yaaaaar, shiiiiit" I gasped out quickly and that quickly, I was cumming.
.
Nikhil barely pulled away before I splattered him,
a thick wad hitting his cheek,
the next one, arcing high to land upon his back and shoulder
and he pumped me
and my spurts hit his chest,
he wanted them to hit his chest,
he offered it to me by putting his body in the way of the shots,
and I adorned him with my love-juice in the way he had adorned me.
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And the rain again washed it away,
I saw my jizz dripping down and off his body,
water chasing it off, in a way that the gravity couldn't manage,
.
I smiled
and I touched his hair,
all soaking wet and it squeaked in my hand,
and he grinned back at me.
He rose up, and stuck to my body..
we held eachother in arms for a while..
feeling eachother's flesh with our fingers..
looking into eachother's eyes..
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At last he Shivered. "Sujay, can we go home now? I'm cold."
"Me, too." I agreed. "Let's get out of here. We'll move my stuff into your room tomorrow morning before I go in to work."
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Our walk back to home was in rain..
hard rain that made our talking difficult
and also it gave me time to think.
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Would Nikhil and I really make this work?
Will we be able to click this all ?
Recovery from my older love..will it be easy..?
how easy..?
The spectre of Alok is hanging over our new world of love..
how long ?
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Thinking all this, I looked at him
he looked at me and he smiled,
and it was a good smile..
an assuring smile.
.
Yeah...
I think we can make this work.
I sure hope so. (End)
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Guys,
This is the english version of my story 'Barsaat ki Raat'.
A few of my frndz wanted it, this way,
so i thot to give it a try..so that other members with poor hindi too, can get the flavour of it.
This isn't with a thick story-line
but still I hope..u guys will like it..due to its emotional value.
Here it goes..
.
.
.
~ Wet Night, Wet Eyes ~
.
The rain pierced my body when I ran outside my house, into it.
My tears got washed away just in an instant.
I was betrayed
yes, and I felt so belittled..
the entire sky was weeping right now.
It was pouring in buckets,
a torrential downfall...
whatever you want to call it.
And cold..!
cold was like a hell !
.
In such a times, I was wearing just a pair of jeans
and might not have had worn that too,
if I hadn't turned on the light of my room
and just when I did, I saw....
.
Like the TV-Ads which you hate but still can't avoid, it played in my mind again, in full color and sound.
.
.
Two male bodies on the bed,
both nude..fully naked
.
Alok sitting up and saying to me, "Oh, it's you."
And then over at his bed-partner, the guy, for whom he had cheated me, and said, "Sorry, he came home early."
.
The other guy, same as my and Alok's age, about 24-25, sitting up, casually, unashamed of his perfidy, saying, "Oh. Hi, there. Sorry."
But he didn't look sorry.
Not at all, he just looked annoyed at being interrupted.
.
A crash of lightening and thunder interrupted my brain signal and the film stopped
running in my memory.
Thank God..!
.
The rain was harder than ever.
It was falling in thick sheets
and then blown away by fierce gusts of wind
and the splatters moved across the foot-path in white lines of dancing drops.
The street-lights were on,
but in this rain, they seemed like ghostly circles,
which hardly gave any comfort or support.
.
People, moved by just like the shadows, leaning against the rain, holding umbrellas before or behind them like a shield.
Their cloths..all strained,
bowing inwards as the wind threatened to break their ribs apart.
.
But as for me, I had no shield, no protection.
I was bare to these deadly elements..
lost...
all alone.
.
I didn't know where to go,
I had just bolted out of the only home which I had.
Where could I go? Who would want me?
.
I huddled against a wall at the corner of an gally,
unprotected by the rain,
then leaned against the wet, unforgiving stone of a wall.
I tried to think through my grief, and figure out what to do.
.
.
"SUJAAAAY" came the call.
"Sujay!"
.
It was Nikhil.
Our roommate,
mine and...'his'.
I wanted to avoid all thought about 'him', but my memory wouldn't co-operate with me.
.
But Nikhil and I, the three of us,
we had shared a two-bedroom apartment,
till now,
ever since I moved in here to Shimla, quitting my good called job in Pune.
.
Came here to him, for HIM.
After all, I was in love with him thru net-chatting.
Well, he too was staying here,
away from his parents at Delhi, doing his Diploma in Tourist Management.
.
It's nearly 6 months passed now.
Since the day I started staying with him, I kept saying that we should move out and let Nikhil find some other roommate,
Why should we care for him.
But he...had always insisted, that we wait longer.
.
Now I knew why.
Why get a place and stay alone with someone you have no intention of staying faithful to?
.
.
"Sujay!" Nikhil called, came up to me.
Like me, he was shirtless, bare-chested to the rain,
only he had on a pair of three fourth sneakers.
I must have awakened him by my shouting, before I ran out, when my anger had vented itself and all I had left was...tears.
.
"Come on, Sujay." Nikhil said, his chest heaving; "Come on back inside. That other guy will be gone by the time we get back; he was getting dressed when I left."
"No!" I said, angry at him. though he had always been the kindest and gentlest of souls.
When I needed someone to talk to, it wasn't...HIM...that I talked to, it was Nikhil.
Nikhil would listen carefully
and make suggestions and..
and even give advice.
And it was Nikhil, who on nights like tonight, when I would be working late, would be sure to save and put something in the refrigerator for me.
His little notes were always waiting, tagged up under small magnetic flower on the fridge, telling me just what thing should be searched where.
.
"How long has this been going on?" I demanded of Nikhil now. "How long has he been cheating on me?" I screamed at him.
.
Nikhil sighed and looked ashamed.
"All along." he admitted. "Nearly every night you stay late at your job, he goes out. Though usually he went to the other guy's place. Sometimes he'd just arrive home just a few minutes before you came. He really gripped all of your schedule, until you got off work early tonight."
Nikhil took a deep breath. "I kept trying to figure out a way to tell you what Alok was doing but...ah, hell..! You just seemed so happy! And how was I going to tell you?"
.
"Is that why you bought me the condoms?" I said.
( I was getting into it now.
Nikhil had given me those, as an unexpected gift..not long ago.
I ran out of condoms and had just casually said to him that, -well, since I am in a relationship, maybe I don't need them anymore.
But then Nikhil had bought me a large box-full, and given them to me, for no good reason I could see.
Now I did see the reason.
As long as I had the stock of Nikhil's condoms, I kept on using them.
But then, I realised they were getting used faster than they should have;
now I knew why that was, too!
Alok and his dirty tricks..! )
.
"Tell me, Is that why you bought me the condoms?" I sobbed.
"Yeah, that's why I bought you the condoms." Nikhil said. "Alok isn't always careful; and that's why I won't have sex with him anymore."
.
"You, too?" I said.
That hurt, Nikhil wasn't supposed to be one of the guys, for whom Alok cheated me.
.
"NOOO, not after you moved in." he said hastily. "And not for a time before that, either, but especially, not since you moved in with us."
.
I looked at Nikhil,
his hair plastered down flat with the rain,
his body soaking wet
and he was shivering.
.
He had come out after me.
I think I did have a friend, after all..!
.
And I seized him in the way, a man grabs a plank in the ocean after a shipwreck,
clung to him and the tears flowed from my eyes freely again.
I put my cheek on his wet shoulder and I made them wetter,
while he held me in his arms and let me cry.
.
"What am I going to do?" I said to him. "I don't have any money! I deposited them all in his account and my pockets are too empty..! I don't even know anyone here in town, just you and...." I stopped before completing that sentence, and changed it, "and.. I don't know where to go!"
.
"You won't go anywhere." he said to me. "You're my roommate. You'll come back with me to our apartment and you'll stay there, for as long as you want."
"And Sleep on the couch?" I said.
I didn't want to do that, seeing HIM...every day.
He rose early in the mornings for his own job, while I worked a late in evenings and got up late in the day.
So every morning he would be waking me up, probably walking through into the kitchen wearing just his briefs.
His body..the body I loved, and the body that loved me..so clean and young and strong....
And I snuffled on Nikhil's shoulder a bit longer, though I didn't tell Nikhil anything of that, but just said through my mutter of sobs. "No, I can't do that."
.
"Well...Why on couch? you can sleep with me." Nikhil offered.
I looked up, looking to see a face of a kind friend.
Instead I saw...a Hope..an Yearning..a Need.
.
Oh, hell..!
I let go and backed away from him.
God, THIS was all I needed right now?
Shit..!
The burden of dealing with this here, now, made me angry.
.
"Is this how you get your men, Nikhil?" I said cruelly.
I was hurting him,
I wanted everyone around me to get hurt, too.
.
"Do you wait until Alok is done with them? and then pick them up and fuck them until they can find another place to live? Is that why you and he are roommates?"
.
"That's not fair!" he protested.
Then as an attempt to be practical he said, "We can put a mattress down on the floor for you, then. It...it doesn't have to be any sex between us"
But then again,
there was a failure of honesty in his voice.
.
"But THAT's what you'd like, right?" I said
and managed to glimpse a smile briefly through my sorrow, like the sun breaking through clouds.
But there was no sun to be seen anymore, and my smile faded away.
It hurt my face too much.
.
"Sujay, I... O God.. I wish this was different..!" Nikhil said.
And then, slowly murmered, "I just wish I'd found you first."
.
I looked at him.
He was shivering.
Hell...!! even I was shivering.
.
We were standing in rain..
and it was a cold rain too, and getting colder.
.
He didn't look like any Prince with an armor and a sword coming to my rescue.
He looked more like a puppy-dog..
abandoned by its owner..
alone in the world, shivering..
because he has no home.
In other words, right then, he looked exactly like me.
.
And I remembered with sudden clarity, his many kindnesses to me.
The way he thought about my comfort,
and he even remembered my likes and dislikes,
and the way he tried to do things for me..Alok had never done.
.
And in my loneliness, in the way, an abandoned dog, eager to get adopted, will pant happily under the stroking hand of a street-boy, who finds him, I said, "I too wish, you'd found me first."
.
Nikhil's lip trembled and he said, "Sujay?" Slowly, kindly...lovingly.
.
And I went back to his arms and clung to him.
His skin was rumpled with goosebumps,
and I could feel my own back was the same under his hands.
It's hard to tell in the rain,
but I think he had tears in his eyes,
just like me..
.
And then..
we were kissing..
kissing deeply.
and it was wonderful...!
I wasn't alone any more, I had never been alone.
I'd only thought I was. But I wasn't,
and he was here, right here, standing before me, standing in the cold rain without a shirt or a banian, wearing wet three-fourth,
.
I felt his nipples press against my chest like sharp little spears of frigid flesh.
I felt him cold..very cold,
and the rain poured over us,
washing over us,
pounding us in the way, the world does,
but directly and honestly.
.
But where we touched each other, it became warm,
warm from each other,
and the rain couldn't get between us.
.
Where my hands touched him, it felt, somehow more solid, than other part of his body.
The rain had thickened the skin and made it contract to hold in the heat.
.
But then..It made Nikhil feel real, very real,
He was good,
he was here
and
would stay here, with me.
.
I moved my hands down to his jeans,
the water passed out between my fingers as I gripped his buttocks tightly,
and pulled his body up against mine.
.
Water,
so much water,
all of it cold,
all of it uncaring.
But when we touched, it had to flee,
it had to draw back,
it had to make way.
.
I felt Nikhil's hard cock pressing up against mine,
and I realized with something like surprise that my cock too, was stiff as a pole...
You aren't supposed to get an erection on the night, when you've been betrayed.
are you?
.
But I did
and Nikhil moaned and rubbed against me.
His hunger for me burned out of him and into my rain-frozen body,
he warmed me with his lust
and drove away the chill night air.
.
I reached down
and kissed his shoulder..that bare shoulder,
water was there
but I sucked it from his body
and kissed his skin making it dry,
Yes, the rain had to get defeated by us..!
.
And then I kissed on his..lips !
.
There is a privacy about a heavy rain.
Nobody wants to be out in it,
nobody lingers in it,
nobody looks around any, more than they have to.
.
In the corner of that thin lane,
we were private
even with people on the foot-path, less than six feet away,
Everyone was hunched up against the rain,
their eyes squinting, but looking only straight ahead.
Nobody saw two nearly-naked guys kissing in the gally a few feet away from them.
.
Nikhil released my lips, "Oh, God, Sujay."
He breathed. "God!"
"Please." I begged him. "Please. Right now, right here. Please!"
"Here..? yeah. Sure." he gasped out. "Sure."
He was ready to take me any way, he could get me..
even here, in a gally in a cold rain.!
.
He pushed me deep inside in the dark and reached down.
Then fumbled at my jeans.
I did the same to him.
Both the zips soaked with rain as they were,
but a little more effort
and we broke it off and opened our own flies.
.
I guided my cock over,
two cockheads touched
and we kissed again.
.
The rain wettened our dicks,
the temperature chilled them,
but they still stayed hard..hard and hot,
.
the heat of our full body seemed to have accumulated there at one spot only.
Like the two puppies, we licked each other's cheeks.
.
Nikhil's hand came over and caught hold of my prick and I reached to grasp his.
Even as the rain tickled my arms and shoulders,
even as the wind and the moisture froze my body,
the heat inside me was holding me steadfast.
.
Alok didn't love me,
i mean..not enough to stay faithful.
.
But Nikhil...
I hadn't seen him with anyone in months.
And now I knew, why..!
Bcoz he was wanting me.
How could I have been so blind, to this guy..?
this wonderful caring guy, living right under my own roof..
.
Now it was my chance to make corrections,
to give him at last what he'd desired,
I wanted to give him..my pleasure..now,
now,
God,
yes, now..!
here,
even here, in this dark gally..
in this rain..in this cold..even here.
Nikhil moaned, "Oh, God, Sujay! Oh, God! Uhhh!"
And the sounds of his pleasure brought tears to my eyes,
and I wanted to give him more pleasure,
to hear more from him
.
and I dropped to my knees and landed with a splash
and Sujay groaned and groaned again
as my mouth caught his cock and drew it inside of me.
And it was warm, so warm,
I didn't taste the rain on it at all.
.
For a while..just for a while, i lovelingly carrassed the whole length of his juicy rod and looked all around.
The public passed away in the shadows of umbrellas saving itself from this windy weather.
The storm blinded their eyes towards the activities of this couple in a dark corner of a thin lane.
Again i looked up.
His eyes were shut..
his face glowing with satisfaction..pleasure..joy and all sort of happy emotions.
.
I pampered the full cock with both my cheeks..one by one..
but then I could not wait longer..
In slow movements, I milked Nikhil's cock, wanting this moment, this time, with Nikhil above me and moaning in his pleasure,
.
I wanting this moment to last.
His cock was hot, so hot in this ocean of cold,
that I didn't recognize the heat for what it was,
not until Nikhil's groans rose up to a crescendo and he was holding back,
moaning out, "oh..oh..Sujay..I'm..I'm coming, I'm coming, sujay..sujay..take it off..pull off, pull off !"
.
He held it back in exquisite agony, until I understood and released him
and barely took his shaft in my hand when he erupted,
spewing his jizz all over my face and my chest.
.
It felt me like rain,
but this rain was hot..hot,
and it was more than the rain could ever be,
as it splashed me
it owned me,
it was like making me PURE,
.
I was Nikhil's man now,
Nikhil's,
and I had a place, again..
the lost dog had found a boy to go home with.
.
Gulping, panting, Nikhil shot the last drops of his wads out,
a thick white dribble out of his cock,
and the rain washed my face and my chest and pelted the hanging strand of Nikhil's prick.
"Oh, God, oh, God, I nearly came in your mouth!" he gasped out.
.
He was worried about my safety,
worried about me.
You have to be abandoned if ever you want to know how precious that was to me at that moment.
.
Chest heaving in the way it had, when he had run up to me,
he looked down and said, "Now you."
,
I stood up
and he grabbed me and nearly pushed me backwards,
I ended up seated on a garbage can I hadn't noticed was there,
I landed with a clang-bang-clang!
,
Nikhil was down on one knee
and he was grabbing my cock and stuffed it into his face !
.
Raw electrical joy went through my veins from his touch,
that warm mouth plying on me and over me.
It was an intensity, which I hadn't known since the early days with Alok,
.
Our love was new, bright..shining and
it was pure love, unadulterated and undiluted with the rain.
.
I balanced on the garbage can while Nikhil sucked on me with a fierceness which I hadn't known he possessed.
he wanted me,
all of me,
inside of him all at once,
and at the same time he wanted to move my cock-skin to give me pleasure,
.
he compromised by moving with a speed that startled me
and drove my joy to untouched heights.
.
I hardly cared about the weather..the circumstances..the position.
Whosoever watched us..who cares..?
coz both my eyes were shut..
shut to the world..
this uncaring world..
this cruel world..
.
The garbage can wobbled
and I clutched to the wall with my hands, holding myself in place by the friction of my palms,
and in this unstable position too, I attained my climax.
"Oh yaaaaar, shiiiiit" I gasped out quickly and that quickly, I was cumming.
.
Nikhil barely pulled away before I splattered him,
a thick wad hitting his cheek,
the next one, arcing high to land upon his back and shoulder
and he pumped me
and my spurts hit his chest,
he wanted them to hit his chest,
he offered it to me by putting his body in the way of the shots,
and I adorned him with my love-juice in the way he had adorned me.
.
And the rain again washed it away,
I saw my jizz dripping down and off his body,
water chasing it off, in a way that the gravity couldn't manage,
.
I smiled
and I touched his hair,
all soaking wet and it squeaked in my hand,
and he grinned back at me.
He rose up, and stuck to my body..
we held eachother in arms for a while..
feeling eachother's flesh with our fingers..
looking into eachother's eyes..
.
At last he Shivered. "Sujay, can we go home now? I'm cold."
"Me, too." I agreed. "Let's get out of here. We'll move my stuff into your room tomorrow morning before I go in to work."
.
Our walk back to home was in rain..
hard rain that made our talking difficult
and also it gave me time to think.
.
Would Nikhil and I really make this work?
Will we be able to click this all ?
Recovery from my older love..will it be easy..?
how easy..?
The spectre of Alok is hanging over our new world of love..
how long ?
.
Thinking all this, I looked at him
he looked at me and he smiled,
and it was a good smile..
an assuring smile.
.
Yeah...
I think we can make this work.
I sure hope so. (End)
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