IV.
Kollam, Kerala (Kama-Kama)
-- Saturday --
I went to the to Kollam in southwest India because of its beaches and out of the way location. I had heard from friends and read of this area's unspoiled beauty and relative sane manner in which it has been allowed to develop. Getting there is an other matter. It is off the beaten path, but well worth the effort.
I arrived in the city in a rented taxi that was none too comfortable and no air-conditioning. I was tired and hot and hungry! My hotel was on the southern portion of the beach and itself somewhat isolated. But the accommodations more than made up for all I had undergone to get there. My room was spacious, with a high ceiling, air-conditioned and opened onto a second-storey balcony which encircled the entire building. I was later to find out that this hotel was a remnant of the colonial period. A large commodious bed dominated the room and was swather in mosquito netting. It was a corner room and the windows allowed the interior to be bathed in light. Interior shutters allowed me to close off the light if I so chose. Rattan furniture was an appropriate addition to this space.
After showering, unpacking and changing, I went down to the cozy dining room where I was served a delicious meal. Later I sat on the verandah and enjoyed a drink which I had not been able to enjoy in Pakistan. I watched the sun set over the Indian Ocean. It was spectacular!
I went to bed early and immediately fell to sleep. I was exhausted.
-- Sunday --
After a cool shower, I donned walking shorts and a light shirt and sandals. I drank several steaming cups of coffee on the balcony, outside my door before I went down for a late, light breakfast. I noticed that there was a smattering of people in the dining room, mostly Indians, from what I could tell. The windows were open and the smell of the ocean and the sound of the waves lapping was incredibly restful!
I walked down to the shore and along the beach away from the hotel and city. I could see fishing boats bobbing out on the ocean and a few people. This was what I needed. Peace, quiet and no hassle!
About a kilometer down the beach there were a number of large boulders that looked as though they had been thrown by the hand of some giant deity down a small hill and into the sea. Sandy paths snaked through these boulders forming a labyrinth. I squeezed through one particularly narrow passage and was greeted with a tidal pool about a meter deep, surrounded by boulders and with a shallow crescent shaped spit of sand. The whole area was to more than twenty feet at its widest, and totally protected. It was idyllic.
I kicked my sandals off and luxuriated at the feel of the warm sand between my toes. Part of the sandy area was shielded from the sun and I lay down there, just relaxed and looked up into the cloudless sky. It was peaceful--even hypnotic.
Later I awoke and realized that I had fallen asleep. I must have been more fatigued than I realized. I glanced at my watch--1:30. I stood up stretched and walked to the edge of the pool. The water was tepid and unbelievably inviting! I stepped in and felt the salty water lap around my calves.
"What the hell!" I thought, "Nobody's around . . . " Having no bathing suit, I stripped and waded into the shallow pool. It was heaven. I felt like the primal man. I swam around, floated and reveled in the feel of the water on my flesh.
Suddenly I became aware of a presence and glanced towards the narrow opening which led into this Eden. There stood a tall young man gazing fixedly at me. I was not embarrassed, merely a little surprised.
"I see you've found my favorite spot," he stated with that delightful Indian lilt!
"Yes, I hope you don't mind. I came upon it this morning . . . it's so peaceful . . . had to take a swim."
The water was clear and he could not help but realize that I was not wearing a bathing suit. A fact that he must have seen if he had been observing me for even a very short time before.
"Hope you don't mind." I repeated.
"Not at all," he murmured as he walked down to the edge of the pool. "May I join you?"
"Please, do."
He stepped out of his sandals, peeled off his shirt, dropped his shorts and stood there in his red, bikini briefs. He hesitated momentarily as if deciding whether or not to take them off. Then he shucked them!
The bright sun brought his body into high contrast. His skin was olive--more Mediterranean than Indian--in color. He stood about six feet tall and looked as if he weighed one-hundred-seventy pounds and was, maybe, twenty two? Broad shoulders, lightly muscled pecs with brownish-pink aureolas and a flat stomach rested upon nicely filled thighs and calves. His chest and legs were dusted with dark hair and a thick bush sprang from the base of his stomach. From that thatch protruded a cock with a hood that covered an obviously bulbous, flaring knob and pendulous balls swayed in their velvety sack below. He flicked his cock and balls as if preening and walked into the water.
Luckily the water was deep enough to mask the swelling of my cock as I watched this young man strip and observed his obviously appealing equipment. He waded over close to where I was standing, extended his hand and said, "Hello, I am Ananda."
"How do you do, Ananda. I'm Craig."
"Hi, Craig," he nodded formally.
He glanced down and could not help but observe my half-harden-cock. He glanced back into my eyes and smiled. I could not help notice that his eyes were magnificent, large, dark and with incredibly thick, long lashes.
"I love this place," Ananda stated as he reached beneath the water and tugged his foreskin. I tried not to look--but what is one to do under those circumstances?
"Do you come here often?" I asked.
"Two or three times a week." He glanced again towards my cock as I did towards his.
Ananda's cock was nearly hard! He did not try to hide it! Then he sprang out of the water, arched his back and performed a perfect backward dive--his cock prominent in its erection slicing through the air like a rudder. I marveled that he could perform such a fete, but the water was deep enough.
I watched as he swam towards me like some predatory being. He did not stop and as he reached the spot where I was standing, he grasped my thighs, opened his mouth and closed it around my cock!
With no preamble, with no real hint of what he intended, this handsome man was sucking my cock under water! He drew his feet up under him as he swallowed my cock. To say the least I was surprised, but quickly surrendered to his pumping mouth. Bubbles escaped from his mouth around my cock. Suddenly he let go of my cock and exploded out of the water, panting!
Water cascading of his face he smiled broadly and said, "You have a beautiful cock!"
Now as I have said, my experiences with men can not be considered vast. But, at no time previous have I ever experienced such a headlong rush! This was somewhere be between a fast seduction and passive date-rape. Asia was providing me with some pretty remarkable and totally unexpected erotic experiences.
I was beginning to enjoy his assertive arrogance. He was handsome, he was appealing and he was completely self-assured.
Ananda reached for my submerged cock and at the same time kissed me deeply--probing my mouth with his flexible and tantalizing tongue. His other hand reached around and cupped my ass as he drew me closer to him. His cock lurching against my stomach. I had regained my composure, somewhat, and reached between us for his cock. Indeed, his large, plumb-sized cock-head was even more prominent in this erect state. I drew his foreskin over and then back, exposing his pink knob.
We broke the kiss and Ananda led me to the water's edge where he laid down, I followed him. The water gently lapping out legs. He quickly moved down and began to suck my cock again. As I watched him I saw that his eyes were open and gazing at me too! My cock felt marvelous as it slid in and out of his hot, moist mouth, he knew it, I knew it, and we both increased our mutual pleasure in seeing this fact!
Ananda maneuvered between my legs and fondled my balls as he continued to piston my cock with his mouth! His hand felt my crack and I obliged by drawing my knees up and spreading my thighs apart.
With a pop he pulled off my cock, lowered his head a bit, encircled my flowered button with his lips and he began to suck my hole with incredible force.
"Ahhhh," escaped from my lips as he suctioned my ass! I had never experienced such a sensation as this! I am sure the inner reaches of my ass were blossoming forth with each forceful suck and his tongue flicked over that incredibly sensitive area.
"Ahhhh!"
I was beginning to wonder what new, sensual assault I was going to experience. I didn't have long to wait. I felt Ananda insert a forefinger, then the other into my now quaking hole. Gently I could feel him spreading my sensitized hole.
"Good God!" I groaned as his tongue plunged again and again into my exposed love-tunnel. Deep and deeper yet it explored those nether regions. I had been rimmed before, but never like this!
I began to pant and writhe with lascivious delight! Still he continued.
"Ahhhh, Ahhhh! AHHHH!" Every fiber of my body was being sensitized to fever pitch. Every nerve tensed in expectation.
Then he pulled his fingers out and his tongue too! I was breathless--panting and weak with passion. He took my legs, placed them over his shoulders, bracketed my ass with his legs, anointed his cock with saliva and rubbed that bulbous head against my trembling, stretched, wet hole. Slowly he moved forward 'til his plumb popped past the muscled gate to my fuck-tunnel.
"Ahhh!" exploded from my mouth as that ponderous bulb penetrated me.
"You have a most beautiful ass, Craig," he cooed. Then he slowly filled me with his length!
"Oh! Yesss!" I said, wallowing in the sensation of being plugged by his cock. Slowly he began to fuck me. It was unbelievably hot! Ananda arched his back and shoved his cock deep into my ass--all the way!
"Jeeeze," I gasped.
Then, unbelievably, He bent forwards until his spine was almost in a 'U' and sucked my cock back into his mouth. His head bobbed up and down as his hips thrust forward and forward again! My mouth gaped. My eyes bulged in disbelief at what I saw and what I was experiencing! I simply could not believe what was happening! This was too good to be true--to be real! Surely I was still asleep! Yet, I knew I wasn't. With each lunge of his hips I was forced a centimeter or two up on the sand. Ananda followed, crab-like with his knees. fucking my cock with his mouth and shoving that marvelous tool deep into my ass, again and again.
Now, normally, I can tell when my orgasm is pending. But, this was not a normal situation. In twenty minutes from the time I was quietly swimming about in the tidal pool, I saw Ananda watching me, watched him strip, wade into the water, introduce himself, suck my cock, tongue my mouth and probe my ass! Then he slipped his substantial cock into my waiting, prepared hole, bent over and began to suck me at the same time. It ws too much. I was literally in sensual over-load. It was as if I had been overtaken by an erotic avalanche!
With out prior knowledge my orgasm exploded!
"GAAAAWD!" I yelled and blasted my load into his mouth! I arched my back and attempted to drive my spasming cock deeper into his throat.
"ARGHHH! AIIIII! ahhhh," spewed forth from my mouth, like my cum in his throat, in ever decreasing volume.
Finally, I was spent and literally collapsed, unable to move a muscle, trembling.
Ananda lifted off my cock, swallowed once or twice and backed out of my ass. My hole literally 'popped' as his cock-head withdrew. He grabbed his substantial erection and began to jack off. After a few strokes hot, pearly cum rocketed from his cock-head, arched upwards and splattered over my chest and stomach. Strangely he uttered not a sound--but he was gasping!
He flopped beside me and we fought to regained our composure and other faculties. It was then Ananda began to laugh.
"It's a good thing we are so isolated when you came," he mused, "otherwise people would have come running to see what was the matter!" He laughed again.
I smiled, "Normally, I'm not so loud . . . but . . . I have never experienced . . . sex the way you performed it!"
He merely smiled. We stayed like that for a few minutes.
Then Ananda sat up, saying, "We'd better wash ourselves off. Wouldn't want you going back with cum all over you!" We both laughed again as we plunged into the pool and splashed our bodies clean.
Stripping the excess water from out bodies, the sun soon dried us and we quietly dressed. Neither of us spoke as we watched the other slip into our clothes. This protected pool seemed to be a place that demanded only the minimum of verbal contact.
It was only after we had slipped through the narrow opening that I asked, "Do you live here, Ananda?"
"No, my family and I are taking our holiday here. We come here every year."
I glanced over to his handsome face as he walked beside me. I mused at how this young man had so completely dominated--even exploited--my senses back there at the hidden pool. I wondered what it would be like if the situation was different? If the locale was different? Had this young Hindu god cast a spell on me?
We chatted of neutral things as we strolled up the beach. Soon we had arrived at my hotel.
"This is where I'm staying, Ananda." Then I added, "Would you have dinner with me this evening?" I really had not planned to invite him. The idea merely entered my mind at that moment.
He glanced my way and raised an eyebrow, quizzically.
"That is unless you have other plans. . ." I added.
"At this point, I have no other plans . . . but . . . maybe. What time?"
"Say . . . 7:30 . . . the hotel dining room?"
"OK," he said and held out his hand. We shook hands again, he looked deep into my eyes, smiled and walked on.
'Maybe,' what did that mean? Probably he would not appear again! Oh, well! If he did keep the engagement so much the better. If he didn't, I would have had a memorable afternoon to file away.
I watched for a few seconds as he strode up the beach and then I went into the hotel. I showered the salt off my body, changed my clothes and reflected on my afternoon's experience. I picked up a book and began to read. But it was futile! Images of Ananda: standing naked at the water's edge; swimming towards me; bent over plugging my ass and sucking my cock insinuated themselves into my consciousness. I laid the book down and let those images have their own way realizing that almost from the start, I was out of control, or rather Ananda was in control!
At 6:30 I walked downstairs, out onto the verandah, ordered a martini and sat gazing out at the placid ocean. Fishing boats were scuttling back to port with their loads. A few children with their attentive parents were playing in the sand at the water's edge. The sun was dipping towards the horizon and it's reflection played across the water. I checked my watch and ordered a second martini. In a half hour Ananda would be here--if he came at all. I glanced up the beach seeing other families and their children, one or two hawkers selling their savories, but no Ananda.
At 7:30 I rose from my chair with my half finished martini and walked into the dining room. There were a few diners--not many. I took a seat by a window which looked out upon a garden and began to read the menu. I looked out the window, distracted, wishing Ananda had come. Then, I felt foolish at my stupidity and returned to the menu.
The waiter came to take my order. In the background I saw Ananda appear in the doorway to the dining room. We was wearing white pants and a beautiful purple silk shirt. I waved at him, he smiled and walked over to the table.
"I'm sorry, Craig. I'm a little late."
I should have known better. I had been warned about the lack of punctuality of most Asians. However, fifteen minutes wasn't too bad.
"That's, OK. Please, sit," I said indicating the chair across from me. Our eyes met and I again marveled at his beautiful eyes. Ananda smiled and glanced about the room.
"Would you like a drink?" I inquired.
"Yes, mango juice, please."
I nodded at the waiter who went after the drink.
"I'm glad you could make it, Ananda."
He smiled and unfolded his napkin, placing it in his lap, picked up the menu and perused it.
The waiter brought Ananda's juice, took our order and soon we were eating a delicious vegetarian meal. I am not a vegetarian, but that dinner was wonderful, the variety was ample and each dish distinctive. I was ravenous and I noticed Ananda didn't stint at all. We took our coffee on the verandah, it was cool, the sun had set and quiet pervaded this area.
"Would you like a brandy, Ananda?"
He smiled, his eyes shone and he admitted, "I don't drink alcohol, but, please, you have one."
I sipped my brandy and looked at this most handsome, accomplished young man. Yet, tonight he seem somewhat subdues. Even during dinner there was an aura about him that was completely different from this afternoon. "Maybe he's out of his element," I thought. Finishing the brandy, I stretched, looked at him and asked, "Would you like to go to my room?"
"Yes," came the simple answer.
I signed the bill and we quietly climbed the stairs and entered my room. The shutters had been closed, the drapes drawn and the air-conditioning was running. I closed the door, bolted it, and turned to Ananda who was standing in the middle of the room.
I walked up to him, took him in my arms and kissed him passionately. Our tongues danced together as out bodies pressed against the others. I was determined to take the initiative this night. My hands ran down his silk covered back and I cupped his firm buns and squeezed.
"Mmmmm," escaped from deep within his throat.
I stepped back and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. His eyes were locked on mine. I lifted the shirt off, laid it on a chair and ran my hands over his chest. I loved the feeling of his chest hairs--soft and silky. I took his nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and rolled them gently--never taking my eyes from his.
"I like that," he cooed.
I reached over and sucked one into my mouth, tongued it and nibbled it lightly. My hand fell to his crotch and I fondled his cock and balls at the same time.
"Ahhh."
Slowly I unbuckled his belt, drew down the zipper and let his trousers fall to the floor. His white briefs were bulging in the front and his prominent cock-head was clearly outlined. All this time Ananda stood still--the opposite of this afternoon. Maybe he changes at night? A Jekyl and Hyde in reverse!
I drew Ananda to me again and slid my tongue into his mouth as my hands coursed over his back and torso. I could feel him beginning to quiver at my touch. Then his hands cupped my face and our kiss became more probing and passionate. We both began to moan as our desires were enflamed!
Again, I stepped back, took my shirt off, dropped my pants, stepped out of them and peeled off my briefs! My cock was, by now, rigid. Ananda looked down at my hard cock, smiled and involuntarily licked his lips. I reached for his briefs and drew them down to his ankles. I was kneeling in front of his beautiful cock. It stood out, proud and that flaring head was still sheathed. I slid that bulbous head into my mouth and with my lips slid the foreskin back exposing that glistening, luscious, sensitive protuberance. I licked it in my mouth as I fondled his pendulous balls.
"Ahhhh!" again escaped from his lips and he clasped my head and forced me farther down onto his cock!
My other hand insinuated itself up, between his thighs to that hot, steamy cleft. To accommodate my probing hand he lifted his leg and placed his foot on the seat of a chair nearby. I had unimpeded access to his tight, puckered hole--and I fingered it insistently. I licked my finger and slid it into his ass and went back to sucking his cock. There I was fondling his pendulous ball-sack, sucking his prodigious dick and finger-fucking his tight hole!
"Ahhhh!"
This time Ananda pulled away, Knelt down in front of me and bent over my crotch. He grasped my throbbing cock and plunged it deep into his throat. The sensation of that sudden impaling was fantastic!
"Ahhhh!" I groaned. The feeling was marvelous--as sensational as it had been that afternoon. He ravenously sucked my cock. I reached over his crouching form and fingered his ass again.
"Mmmmm," issued from his cock-stuffed mouth. Then, he loosed my cock, spun around, grasped my cock and sat on it with such force that his buttocks smacked against my kneeling thighs. I was thoroughly imbedded in his hot, quaking ass. Now I don't have the biggest cock in the world, but is is more than ample and I wondered at his ability to take it all in one monumental thrust,
"Jeeeze," I gasped. Then he started to piston up and down on my upstanding cock. I could feel it penetrate deep into his ass at every forceful, downward descent. I reached around his waist and grasped his pulsating cock and began to jack it off. I met his downward movement with counter lunges, rocketing him upward before another drop.
"AIIIII! Ahhh! ahhh!" escaped from his lips as he came and shot his cum all over the floor. His ass spasmed around my cock as he sat on my lap. I was close to cuming myself. But, I gloried in the fact that it was he who had lost control.
Ananda rose to his knees and my cock popped out of his ass and shuddered in the coolness of the air-conditioning. He flopped forward on the cum spattered floor, arms out flung and legs spread around my thighs. His firm ass was so inviting!
"Fuck me again," he whispered, looking over his shoulder at me. "Fuck me hard!"
I leaned over his form and guided my cock back into that hot, moist fuck-tunnel and resumed my pistoning of his ass.
"Yesss, fuck me!"
I started to plunge my cock deep into his ass. I loved the feel of his firm buttocks as I slapped against them. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper I fucked his hot ass. I could feel him tightening his ass muscles as I entered each time. It was wonderful! Then I stiffened my body and performed deep thrusting pushups into his fluttering hole. I became a fucking machine!
I pulled out, turned Ananda onto his back, drew his knees to either side of his head--his ass pointing upward in the process. He grasped his legs and held that position while I stood, legs apart, knees bent and maneuvered 'til his as was between my legs. I aimed my cock downward 'til the head touched his trembling hole and sat down. He was totally impaled on my downward thrusting cock. I lifted up and plunged down, up and down, once--twice--three times.
He looked up into my glazed eyes and muttered, "I love your cock in my ass!"
That was it! The sensations that had been mounting in me exploded! His words were the trigger!
"ARGHHH!" came that primordial groan as I plunged down, spewing my cum deep in his ass! Holding that position 'til ever last drop of my viscous jizz was expelled. I pulled out and looked down. His hole was still agape from my thick, pistoning cock--then it winked closed as he unrolled and lay on the floor under me. I stepped to his side and collapsed, still panting.
I returned to full consciousness and gazed at that beautiful form next to me. Beautiful, firm, rounded buttocks that were made to be adored and used in the most lascivious of ways. Legs composed of muscled thighs still spread and still inviting. Smooth back 'V-ing' up to broad shoulders and that handsomest of daces framed in tousled black hair. Again, I mused at the transformation of Ananda from the self-assured, aggressive persona of that afternoon to the compliant, accommodating lover of this evening! I reached over and planted a kiss on one of those rounded cheeks. They hid that opening that had just given me so much pleasure.
Ananda roused, raised his head, turned on his side and smiled. Drying cum punctuated his chest and stomach as his softened cock lolled over his thigh.
"I think we need a shower!" I murmured, smiling. I stood up, reached for his hand and pulled him up. We walked to the bathroom where I turned on the shower and adjusted the water temp. We stepped in and allowed the water to cascade over our bodies.
We soaped our own bodies as we watched each other as each of us washed our chest, cock and ass. Suds trickling down our bodies and legs. Ananda reached over and grasped my soapy cock and squeezed it gently. Then he began a gently movement back and forth along my lengthening cock--smiling all the time! The sight of this beautiful man, so close to me, water cascading over his body was so erotic that his hand soon achieved its aim. I was hard again. I began to yearn for another release. I reached over and tweaked his hard nipple with one hand and his big-headed cock with the other.
His hand increased its speed 'til I groaned with pent up desire.
"Ahhhh!"
Without relinquishing his grip, Ananda turned around, bent slightly at the waist and brought my cock-head to his tight hole. He let go of my cock and braced himself--hands on the wall of the shower.
Without conscious volition my hips moved forward and my trembling cock slid, again into the luscious fuck-hole!
Ananda gasped at the thrill of being penetrated another time, " Ahhh."
I grasped his hips and sunk my cock into his waiting, puckered breach! Looking down I observed my cock disappearing into his sphinctered ass. It was an incredible sight! Slowly, purposefully, I began to fuck him again. In and out, in and out my engorged cock undertook its mission. Almost leisurely I fucked this ass, luxuriating in every sensation, every sight as I continued.
Ananda groaned quietly each time I slid my cock into him, "Ahh . . . ahh . . . ahh." Our rhythm did not vary. Twenty minutes ago I was entering this man's hole like and out-of-control fucking-machine! This time it was slow and easy. Each approach had its own delicious reward. His head lolled from side to side as Ananda wallowed in the feel of my cock passing in and out of his sensitive, trembling hole.
"Oh, Craig I do love your cock in my ass!" he murmured.
I neither increase my speed nor the depths of my thrusting, but continued and the established pace.
"Ananda, you are such a fuckin hot man . . . I love watching my cock plugging your ass," I murmured in return.
"Mmmmm . . . Your big hard cock makes me . . . quiver all over . . . so hard . . . so big . . ."
"Ohhhh! Your ass feels sooo . . . good!"
"I love . . . the way . . . you fuck . . . me!"
Any such activity as this has its ultimate end. I had been slowly fucking this hot, sensuous man for some time. I took extravagant pleasure in the sensations I received from his hot fuck-tunnel and his words of delight. I had lost track of time. Slowly, in and out, in and out, in and out my hips moved my cock. I began to mount that plateau. Earlier it had been a headlong rush up and over. Now the deed was gentle, ever building, ever climbing, inexorably towards release.
Ananda continued to moan with pleasure.
I could feel a certain tightening of my muscles--a certain increase in that delicious tension. Yet, I only increased the strength of each inward drive. My movements were telegraphed to Ananda. My balls drew up in preparation to eject their treasure. My breathing began to assume a gasp-like cadence. I began an involuntary, primal grunt each time I drove into this delicious ass-hole. My mind began to switch to an automatic mode and I lost the ability to control my slow and easy fucking. Faster and faster I pushed inward. My thrusts became more insistent. Soon I was slamming my cock deep into that fuckin hot ass! Pinpoints of light shot across my mind's screen, swirls of incandescent color appeared as every muscle of my body tensed. All thought, all desire, all need was galvanically centered in my cock and balls!
Ananda, too, was suffering from the same ambrosial malady! He threw his head backwards and then let it drop.
Then, as happens--everything went blank, went dead for an instant, all circuits ceased--the petite mort! THEN! The cosmic explosion of lights shattering--muscles jerking uncontrolled--guttural groans--incredibly delicious release!
"ARGHHH!"
"ARGHHH!"
I could feel the paroxysm of Ananda's ass as my orgasm occurred. He could feel the spasming of my cock deep in him as he came. Without willing it, we exploded simultaneously--together. I deep in his ass and he on the shower wall--even without touching his cock--spontaneously cuming! Abundant amounts of pearlescent, lustral fluid was shot forth from our cocks.
This was one day that I would not long forget--if ever!
We finished our earlier, started shower, dried each other and quietly climbed onto the bed--immediately we fell into a deep, satisfied slumber.
-- Monday --
I awoke alone in my bed. Sometime earlier Ananda must have left. I roused myself and sat on the foot of the bed. I could see the light cum stains on the floor from the night before and smiled. I mused over the effects Ananda had on me the previous day: the first, assertive, controlling, self assured, satisfying; and the second, compliant passive, yielding and equally satisfying. The two faces of Ananda. He was certainly the most unpredictable person I had ever met.
I smiled, got up, showered, dressed and went down to the dining room for a much needed breakfast. As I sipped a cup of coffee on the verandah. I remonstrated myself for not suggesting further contact with Ananda last night. But, then it was far from my conscious thought.
What is it about this trip that has caused some of my most memorable experiences to be sexual, and with men? "Asia must be seducing me!" I thought to myself and smiled. The lyric, "If my old gang could see me now . . . !" flitted across my mind and I chuckled out loud.
That morning, I walked into Kollam and browsed through the many shops. The streets were dusty and none-too clean. But I had seen worse! The women in their colorful saris bustled about doing their morning shopping. "How different it is here from Lahore," I thought to myself. There women were rarely seen and then they were always heavily veiled. Color was everywhere in this city. And the smells! The fragrance of spices wafter on every breeze 'til I found myself hungry.
After lunch at the hotel, I strode down the beach towards that hidden cove. I had hoped that Ananda might appear there. My two experiences with him had eroticized me more than I had ever felt before.
As I slipped into that sheltered area and was somewhat disappointed on finding it empty. Nonetheless, I doffed my clothes and dove into the shallow pool. As the day before, I swam lazily about reminiscing on yesterday's happenings. Again, as yesterday, I became aware of another presence. I turned towards the narrow entrance.
My mouth gaped, my eyes widened--unbelieving! There stood two Anandas! My eye flitted from one figure to the other who was standing slightly behind the first--a duplicate shadow.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" exploded from my mouth.
I fought to gather some semblance of order to my utter confusion. My bewildered brain was in turmoil as I waded to the edge of the pool. The two Anandas also walked towards me.
"Ananda?" I demanded.
The figure closest to me smiled and said, "Yes, I'm Ananda."
My gaze turned to the other, standing a bit back from Ananda. "And you?" I demanded.
"I'm Nandu," he admitted smiling.
I looked from one to the other! They were identical! I could perceive no difference. Twins--identical twins!
I turned to Ananda. "YOU were here yesterday afternoon?" I demanded, in no uncertain terms. There was an edge to my voice.
"Yes," came the simple answer, but his smile faded.
I studied him briefly. Then I focused on Nandu, "And, YOU. I suppose you were the one last night!"
"Yes," he replied, solemnly.
I shook my head in utter consternation and chagrin! I had been taken! I was HAD, in more ways than one.
"Well, I'll be damned!" And, finally my confusion dissipated and the humor of the situation became evident. "Twins! I've been had by fuckin twins!" I could repress a smile no longer, "I'll be damned."
My grin brought the smiles back to the twin's faces. The three of us simply stood there looking at each other for some moments. I turned to Ananda and declared, "You're the oldest!"
"Yes," he answered, "How did you know?"
I explained, "With twins, frequently the older one is the dominant one, more aggressive than the younger."
Nandu smiled and nodded his head slightly acknowledging the fact.
It was only when he dropped his eyes to my crotch that I suddenly realized that I was the only one of the three that was nude! I brought my hands to my hips and stood there defiantly. And shifted my gaze to Ananda. He smiled broadly and began to undress. The less aggressive Nandu followed suit! The sun reflected off three naked bodies.
As expected Ananda was the first to move. He stepped up to me and kissed me passionately, fondling my cock at the same time. He then dropped to his knees and sucked my burgeoning cock into his mouth. Nandu watched, smiled. His cock began to arch outward as he watched his brother suck my hardening cock. I glared at him, willing him to approach. He did.
I then reached for his hooded cock and began to manipulate it. For several minutes I stood there while my cock was buried in on twin's mouth and the other twin's cock was in my hand. What could be better?
I looked at Nandu and murmured, "Lay down . . . on your back."
He reclined on the sand, his legs slightly spread as he anticipated my next move. I pulled my cock from Ananda's mouth. There was a surprised look on his face as I knelt between Nandu's legs, pulled his foreskin back, exposing his glistening pink cock-head. I bent over and sucked that flared plum into my mouth. Nandu gasped.
Seeing my ass exposed, Ananda crawled up behind me and rubbed his identically pink knob against my tightly puckered hole. I let loose of Nandu's cock head, looked over my shoulder and stated, "Not yet!!" It was more an order than a statement.
Ananda looked somewhat disgruntled. Then he reached down and with his thumbs, spread my ass cheeks and began to tongue my hole.
Soon the three of us were moaning in concert. I stuck a finger into my mouth to wet it and carefully slid it into Nandu's tight ass. He raised his hips off the sand by bring his knees to his chest to accommodate my invading digit. I fingered his ass and went back to his gorgeous cock--sucking it diligently.
Ananda's tongue was working wonders! My hole began to quiver under the onslaught of his probing tongue. He spread my ass cheeks farther apart and drove his tongue deeper still. It was like being fucked by a small, flexible, hot, probing cock!
My finger-fucking kept pace with the questing tongue as did my bobbing head. Nandu pulled his hips higher. "Fuck me Craig," he murmured. "Fuck me!"
I lifted off his cock and withdrew my finger. I wanted his tight hot ass. I wanted to fuck Nandu as much as he want me to fuck him! "Stand up and turn around," I said.
Quickly he complied and assumed a position similar to what he had last night in the shower. My cock was steel hard as I stood up, breaking Ananda's hold on my ass. I smeared a dollop of saliva on my cock-head, and stepped up to Nandu's bent form. Carefully I centered my substantial cock-head on his winking hole and slowly popped the flared head in.
"Ahhhh!" he gasped as he luxuriated in his fuck-tunnel being invaded and filled by my hot, turgid cock.
Slowly I slid my cock in further. "Oh, yesss! Your hole is sooo . . . tight and sooo . . . hot," I breathed with unbridled passion. Finally I had buried my hard, pulsating cock deep up his ass.
"Ohhhh, Craig," he murmured, "I love the feel of your cock in my ass!"
Truth was I loved the feel of my cock in his tight, muscled tube.
Then I felt Ananda, whom I had momentarily disregarded, insistently rubbing his cock-head against my hole! He had prepared it well! For when his flared, weighty head popped in, I felt nothing but delicious delight. Soon, he too had cached his cock deep within me. We then began our labor of lust!
Fucking and being fucked was an experience I had never experienced before. As a matter of fact it was my first threesome. I doubt that any other would be as amazingly lascivious or pleasurable.
There I was, beside a deserted pool, south of Kollam, in exotic India being sandwiched-fucked between two undeniably handsome men--twins. Words cannot describe the experience, the sensations the feelings. It was unbelievably fantastic! I was transported to cosmic regions never before experienced. I didn't know if I was cuming or going--pun intended!
Ananda and I achieved roaring orgasms. It was Ananda who shouted this time! Spent we rested on the sand together.
"You didn't cum!" I declared to Nandu.
"No, but it was good!" He murmured and smiled.
"You deserve to cum . . . my hot, handsome . . . demi-god!"
He merely smiled and shrugged his shoulder. Ananda snickered at my concern.
I turned to the older twin, "He's part of you!" I stated. "Have you ever fucked your brother," I demanded.
Proudly Ananda admitted, "Yes, many times."
"And," I continued, "Has he ever fucked you?"
Ananda shrugged, "Two or three times." He grinned.
"Turn over Ananda."
His eyes as well as his grin widened, and he turned onto his stomach, spreading his legs.
"Come here, Nandu," I asked, pointing to the 'V'ed' area between his brothers spread legs. Nandu also complied with a broad smile. And, he knelt between his brother's legs.
"Would you like to fuck Ananda?"
He continued to smile and nodded his head. His sheathed cock was half hard. I reached over and gently manipulated that gorgeous tool 'til it was fully erect. Then I sucked it once again, covering it with my saliva--preparing it for his invasion. Finally, I deposited a dollop of saliva on two of my fingers, smeared it over Ananda's tight hole and carefully slipped on finger in anointing that hot interior.
"Ahhhh!" slipped from Ananda's lips.
I sat back and observed. My previous fucking of his beautiful ass and my sucking of his cock had reawakened his desire. Nandu grasped his cock, leaned forward, positioned himself and plunged into his brother's ass.
"Ahhhh!" exploded from Ananda.
Then slowly Nandu established a fuck-rhythm that lifted both of them to the celestial spheres. Ananda began to quietly moan. Nandu lowered his torso onto his brother's back and kissed his neck. Ananda began to writhe in delight. Nandu whispered an unintelligible phrase into his brother's ear. I can only surmise that it was an endearment. For long minutes I sat there and watched the duplicates locked in a love dance of exquisite beauty! A dance that had been practiced by these two and countless other brothers since time immemorial. Soon I perceived Ananda thrust his hips upwards in consort with his younger twin's plunging.
Their moans turned to gasps, then to words spurring each other on. Soon Nandu abandoned his slow easy pace and began to ram-fuck Ananda's fuckhole.
Mutual, "Ahhhh, Ahhhh, Ahhhh," punctuated the the pistoning. Finally, Nandu threw his head back, uttered a guttural, "ARGHHH!" and slammed deep into his brothers hole.
"AHHHHHH!" flew from Ananda's mouth simultaneously.
They held that pose for seconds, panting. Then Nandu collapsed upon his older brother and a torrent of words flowed from his mouth. What ever he said, the normally aggressive, assertive Ananda answered his brother in soft tones, turning to kiss his younger twin. Their mouths locked for long minutes.
Slowly Nandu pulled out of his brother's depths. His cock was still hard. He flopped onto his back and cradled Ananda in his arms. I watched the two as they fell into a refreshing slumber.
What I had witnessed, I must admit was essentially, on the outset, unbelievably erotic. However, it soon took on a transcendental quality of pure beauty. I had watched two gods of love--modern day Kamas--performing out an exquisite dance. A dance that would give credit to the ultimate dancer--Shiva Nataraja.
-- Tuesday thru Friday --
The next four days can only be described as a Sybarite holiday. Ananda or Nandu and I explored each other daily--never again in tandem.
I began to question the total wantonness in which I luxuriated here in Kollam. Lascivious, licentious, libidinous, total sexual abandon best describe those four days.
I guess I felt I needed to store up my sensual delights as Saturday I was flying to Masqat to visit an old friend and his family for a few days. Shariff was now a wealthy, well placed and respected member of Masqat. He had, generally, always been well mannered even formal in grad school. Yet he was a good friend and I anticipated the visit.
So that is how I explained my behavior with my love gods--Kama and Kama.