Tales of a homedico

I LOVE YOU. three magical words and your world will change forever. such is the power of these words. everyone says it at one or the other point of life. be it a mother to his son, father to his son, a girl to his boyfriend, a brother to his sister or a gay to his partner. but when  you say these words, say it carefully cos  you will be directly impinging the receiver's heart. it may either bleed his heart or soothe his already bled heart.  i love you in our gay community has lots of meaning. but i have heard these words during sex also. being a bottom. ive heard almost all bottoms utter these words. when the top is about to ejaculate, when he is the verge of achieveing his pleasure from the bottom's pandora hole, he bites your ear and utters these sweet words. and that sounds so sensual, you wish he is telling it for real.sometimes the top may not remember your name, but he will be in so much pleasure that he doesnt hesitate to tell u that he loves you. i love you dude...

everyone has fantasies. even i do. in fact i have so many fantasies that i have forgot many of them. but today was my lucky day i guess.  i live in a rented single bedroom. the landlord's has 2sons. both are straight and are so fucking cute that any gay would go down on their knee for these 2guys. i m ready to do anything to just have a kiss with them. the elder one is of my age and he is a bit close to me.he is around  5.4"  tall, fair, well built body, goatee, a pair of sexy eyes and lips that you'd wanna taste. he wears his pants low down the waist and dresses to kill.he s an artist and he is damn good at it. i was helping him for one of his assignment and i got to see bits and parts of his private parts.  today he came to my building to take bath since he doesnt have water supply in his building. he was taking bath in the next room as it is not occupied. and there is a small gap between the windows from where u can view the whole room. i never bothered to look t

it was a last minute decision which took me to thrissur. my friend told me about the amazing things that happen in thrissur during pooram on wednesday, so i planned the trip on thursday. friday night i was on my trip to pooram. did i say amazing things??? well it sure was amazing, mind blowing. DAY 1 : i reached thrissur early morning saturday. i met my other friends there who came from bangalore and we all booked a room in hotel. mind you, its very very costly in thrissur during pooram. the hotel rates reach sky. so better book your rooms in advance. 1st we decided to visit the temple as we would get kinky and dirty with the guys. the main deity of the city, vadakkunathan temple is situated right in the centre of the city and it covers almost 100acres. every vehicle, ever person has to cross this temple if he has to travel in the city anywhere and thats intersting planning of the city. the programmes had already begun. a set of devotees beat the drum {chande} infront of the temp

there is this notion in mysore, that anyone who is not in PR and if he is been hooked up from the cruising place, then he s a straight guy who likes the blowjob given by gays. if that is the case, ive had too many straight guys. but i dont believe they remain straight after the experience with gays.  so i picked this guy from the ground who looks like arjun kapoor of ISHAQZAADE movie. he is so tall, fair, handsome. i was ready to fall on my knees right there. i had sex with him 2 times. after that i got to know that he is an avid weed smoker. he is so much addicted to weed that his day starts with weed and end with weed. so i thought let me try it. i invited him to my room and he rolled me a weed. he told me particularly to lick the cigarette first so that u get good kick when u smoke. remember this. at first i didnt feel anything. it just was like tobacco cigarette. but after few minutes, my head started to roll. my head was literally rolling. and then i felt drowsy. my whole body

Everyone is addicted to some or the other thing. Accept it. It’s a fact. Cigarettes, weed, cocaine, booze, internet etc etc. everyone is addicted to some or the other thing. For some, social work may be an addiction. Some good some bad. Even I have an addiction. My 2 friends. Ritesh and Naveen. Both are my big time addiction. I met ritesh through PR but later on, we became so close as we shared many things together. We both like guys, we both like parties, we both like night life, raat ki rani, as it Is called. Then came naveen. He also got into our group. So we are like 3 gems of mysore. Now these 2 have become so much part of my everyday life that not even a single day passes on without seeing them or talking to them. I never tried judging what I m doing with them though many ppl said that its not good for my career or what I am doing. But still, whatever happens, I cant blame them for that. I am addicted to being with ritesh, so be it. Things are going on, so let it go on.