all got drenched in colors as if playing with them. Far in the horizon seen are the birds coming back to their nest in flock. They formed various shapes in the sky and with all fun and frolic but still continue their journey home. Except for the chirping of the birds and murmuring of the winds in the leaves one could not hear another sound. It was like being far from the world yet in it.

“When will he start?” asked Kunal to himself. He was all anxious to get it.

“Perhaps today is my greatest challenge in my life am facing. I should teach this boy what love really is. He has some sort of attraction in him.” thought Manish.

“So what do you do?” asked Manish.

“I am in my final year of college,” replied Kunal.

“Have you decided on your career plans yet?”

“Not really. I have time still now. Don’t you think so?”

“It’s better to decide now because the end of your college will come too soon and may be before you realize.”

“I don’t know. Let me see what happens.”

“Oh God! Please don’t be like a daddy!” thought Kunal.

“Do you like music?”

“Yes. Who doesn’t?”

“Want to hear some?”

“Sure.”

“Just a second.”

With this Manish went inside and put some soft instrumental music befitting the mood of sunset and chirping of the birds and murmuring of the winds. Maybe now Kunal would become a little bit lost in the ambience thus created. He actually was enjoying it and getting completely absorbed. It was altogether a different feeling for him. Something completely new – hitherto unknown.

Coming back Manish took his seat beside Kunal and looked in his eyes. Gently he took Kunal’s hand in his own and started caressing the fingers. The long and slender fingers of Kunal were attractive and kind of sexy. Manish slowly rose up and took Kunal inside. The romantic music, soft and dim light – all were perfect.

“Would you like to dance with me?” was the question from Manish.

“Sure.” Came the voice from Kunal but the voice seemed to be from far, from someone lost.

While dancing Manish ever gently put his hands on the waist of Kunal. The touch was electrifying for Kunal. It was a touch he felt never before. It was a feeling that he was unaware of. Slowly and lovingly Manish wandered his hands through the tee-shirt of Kunal and caressed his back. For the first time in life Kunal thought he was going to pass out in ecstasy. He never expected that his encounter would open doors for him to a whole new world of pleasure and joy. Being within the embrace of a man and getting pampered was something new to Kunal and he was just enjoying it to the brim. Manish planted a soft kiss on Kunal’s forehead making him blush. Without giving time for him to recover Manish again kissed Kunal on his cheeks. Turning into all shades of red Kunal tried to hide his face in Manish’s chest. Holding firmly face of Kunal in his two hands Manish gave a soft kiss on the two full lips of Kunal. From here Manish went on smooching and frenching Kunal. Kunal was in the seventh heaven.

Gently Manish made him lie on the couch and lifted up