essentially the same - a way to fulfill your carnal pleasure?
Manish : I agree but have you ever done love making or it has been always sex?
Kunal : May be only sex. I like it that way. Can you give me a good one?
Manish : I don’t know because am not into such rough actions. I like more romantic stuff.
Kunal : Actually I have a fantasy about men like you.
Manish : What do you mean by “men like you”?
Kunal : A little older men , may be aged around 40 like you.
Manish : Are you ready to give it a try?
Kunal : Why not? We are always free to part anyway.
Manish : When and where will you prefer to meet?
Kunal : I prefer generally at the home of my partner. I don’t want to be seen in a café with an older man by someone I know. I hope you understand what I mean.
Manish : Exactly. My home is in the northern fringe of the city near the Lake. Will you be able to come this far?
Kunal : No problem. Next weekend I can spend the night with you if you wish. But I need to know the bus routes to reach you.
Manish : I will let you know over the e-mail. Is this your id?
Kunal : Yep. It is. Thanks and looking forward to the meeting.
Manish : Me too. Take care till then.
Kunal : You too.

Together

Finally the weekend had arrived for which both Manish and Kunal were waiting eagerly. Kunal got dressed in his most sexy attire. Always when he goes for this kind of outing he wears skin-tight jeans, which flaunts his assets, and a short tee shirt, which may sometime reveal a part of his naval region and belly button. He loves to be in this outfit sometimes.

Manish was as usual in his all grace and charm. Dressed in a charcoal grey suit matched with a navy blue tie and grey hair, he was all ready to receive Kunal. All by himself he had prepared a fine dinner for the two of them. Almost as eagerly as Kunal he was also looking forward to this meeting.

It was a quite contrasting picture if readers try to look from the perspective of these two different persons. For Kunal it was just another fuck session to feed his month hungry ass something big while for Manish it was like a date.

When it was around 4 in the afternoon Kunal finally found himself ringing the doorbell of Manish. Manish himself opened the door and greeted Kunal.

“Welcome to my home. Please make yourself comfortable here. I will be right back.” With these words Manish went to the kitchen and came back with two glasses of chilled fresh lime juice.

“Thank you very much.” uttered Kunal taking the glass from Manish.

“Would you like to sit in the balcony?” asked Manish.

“Sure.” was the reply from Kunal.

The balcony they went to faced west and a clear view of sunset was obvious. They both sat in one of the chairs and looked to the setting sun with its red glow. The blue sky was smeared with hues and shades of red and orange from the radiance of the setting sun. White clouds floating in laziness