A gay story: My College Reunion Ch. 02
A college reunion was organized and my old mate convinced me to attend the event, even in his absence. Meeting some old friends and tweaking some old memories. Continuation of Chapter 1: The Forbidden Boyfriend
Chapter 2/3: The Forgotten Admirer
I felt a bit tipsy when the auto took a sharp right turn from the main road. The resort sign board is visible. Garden Resort, 500 meters. While sitting, the waist chain is feeling a bit tight wrapping under my belly fold. The beer already made my tummy full. I need to empty my bladder as soon as I reach the resort. I scattered through my phone messages once again. A new message from Silvi and Nabeen, both confirming my attendance by six. I replied both the same, almost there! I Lifted my top gently and put my hand around the waist chain. Piercing my fingers underneath the chain, I gradually loosened its grip from my belly crease. Through the rear view mirror, the auto driver’s eyes gazed back at me like a hawk. The old man’s face glistened with a harmless smile. I smiled back as I adjusted my clothes in place. Maybe an accidental peek, I thought.
I reached the parking area of the resort by around six twenty. I paid the auto and slowly walked towards the huge garden filled with exotic plants. It was slightly cloudy today. Maybe it will rain today. I am not a rain person. Not too hot, not too cold. I put my backpack on my shoulder and slowly walked toward the edge of the garden. A small pathway with paved stones, through the middle of the lush green grass guides us to a large stone bench placed purposefully. The west side of the resort had a beautiful view of the silent river. I just stood there calm and relaxed. I took a deep breath. The river usually takes up all the rubbish of the urban. But the resort people somehow manage to keep their shore clean and pleasing. The seductive climate tempted me to smoke after a long gap. The innocent room boy’s lean happy facade came to my shameless mind.
As I got out of the hotel room, Dinesh was talking to another room boy, a taller one. The way they paused their conversation upon my entrance and the way the other guy looked at me made me nervous. Dinesh might have been boasting about the epic encounter with his pal. Dinesh ran towards me as I slowly exited the door. He looked all over me like he was seeing me for the first time. The costume is a bit unusual. But I like to wear it, especially at parties. The other guy left the scene.
“Please check the room!” I told him.
“It’s okay!” he replied respectfully.
“Empty the waste bin, okay?” I whispered and I slowly moved towards the corner of the narrow corridor.
“Sure, don’t worry!” He chuckled bashfully and followed me.
“Okay then!” I smiled back.
I stopped in front of a small lift. Ganesh like a good boy pressed the button for me. We both got inside. He gestured to give him the bag hanging through my shoulder. I closed my eyes in denial. The door closed in front of us.
“So, you are leaving home? Dinesh asked curiously.
“No Dinesh, a small party at The Garden Resort. I will go from there,” I replied smiling.
“Oh, okay!” he nodded and looked down.
A moment of silence and he tapped his feet in nervous. I looked back at him. He seemed a lot more innocent than earlier, still dying to make eye contact. Well, not as innocent as he seems. His teeth marks are still visible around my tits. My cushy buns turned red. Fingers marks around my waist and abdomen still struggling to fade. I had a good hard look at his cock just before I turned facing the wall and positioned myself for the grand entrance. Between my bun cheeks, he pushed his long lean fuck toy on his first try. He seemed inexperienced but not his first time for sure. From meager pain to exquisite pleasure, things escalated pretty fast. The storm subsided within minutes. He put the condom all by himself. But he failed to pull it back properly. It stayed inside stuck between my ass cheeks. He was a bit embarrassed. He stood there confused, covering his erection. I reached my hands and pulled the condom from my den. A fresh load of thick creamy semen filled almost a quarter of the rubber. I extended the ruin to him. He gathered it immediately and moved swiftly to the waste bin. A few drops fell on the ceramic floor. I stood there motionless as he fastened his pants and exited the room in a hurry.
Two minutes of nonstop pounding steamed my body but failed to tease my wits. My eyes teared. What am I doing? Am I going back to the old track once again? The dark filthy route I once crawled fought and perished miserably. Am I going to blame Raghav? Is it his fault? Or am I finding a pretext to blame him for the things I do at my will? The truth may be hard to digest. I never left my old footpaths. I never forbade things from happening again and again. It’s all my fault. No, not a fault. It’s my choice and its obvious consequences. I should learn to embrace them without shame or embarrassment. I am what I am! I should do things that I adore and sometimes it ends well and sometimes it won’t. I should not expect someone to guide me assist and hold my hands through all my feeble dilemmas. I took the whole beer in a single swift just before I left the room.
“When will we meet again?” Dinesh with his nervous husky voice mumbled to me.
I looked at him in his twinkling eyes. I paused a second. I leaned towards his face. He was at least an inch taller than me. Pressing my lips on his left cheek, I pecked him. I swiftly turned my head down and smiled. The lift opened wide. I walked towards the reception. Dinesh never got a reply from me. As I exited the hotel’s main gate, the boy stood near the valet parking counter, without taking his eyes from me. We won’t meet again my timid toad, I told myself as I walked across the auto rickshaw stand.
“Everybody is inside. come on in,” Ranjit yelled as I stood hastily outside the corridor of the lounge.
“Yeah, I was just waiting for Martin,”. The music from the hall was a bit loud and I had to shout for him to hear.
“Oh, is he coming?” Ranjit asked in surprise.
“Yeah, he texted,” I replied.
“Oh!” Ranjit paused in confusion.
“So, he is in contact?” His emotions were unclear but a pinch of strange jealousy.
“NO, not really,” I replied the way I rather not continue the topic.
Ranjit chucked. From the other end of the hallway, I saw Chinnu and Jayshankar coming towards us. I was a bit skeptical about others acknowledging me, but not them. A pleasing smile already blooming on the couple’s face. After seeing a few cold shoulders, my mind relaxed for the first time.
“Hey, guys!” Chinnu shouted in excitement.
“Hai dear! Hello Jay!” I wished them back.
Chinnu in her blue velvet top looks stunning. Jay, as always fit and fine like a model. One of the many couples in my class whom I suppose are still dating.
“Look at Jaison, where are your bubbly little cheeks,” Chinnu pinched my right cheek. I Laughed. We all did.
“Are you on a diet or something?” Jay asked in surprise.
“I am,” I replied proudly.