You Never Know Who Desires You by Randygay

You Never Know Who Desires You by Randygay

Discover a tantalizing adult sex story by Randygay about unexpected desires in "You Never Know Who Desires You." Let your imagination run wild with this steamy tale.<br/>

A young boy is bold enough to get what he wants.

If you are disturbed by young/mature gay sex please do not read. This is a true story though some alterations have been made to comply with legal requirements. Please leave your comments/feedback.

You Never Know Who Desires You.

Quite a few years ago, in the dark ages when the internet had just come to this country, there were very few sites catering to gays. One of these was Tamil Sex .Com, a site where there was only a “Chat Room” where you could talk to other like minded guys and gays. Of course there was no facility for the exchange of pictures or any other means of verification of the other’s identities. If you found a guy who was interested in meeting, it was always a gamble as to what kind of guy showed up, if they showed up at all. Most of the time the proposed meeting never materialised, with the guy never showing up, or the person who turned up was someone who was around thirty or forty rather than the eighteen or twenty they had claimed to be, making lame excuses for hiding their true age.

After a few months of these disappointments and flops I grew disenchanted at the idea of trying to meet anyone through this medium. But then I started chatting to a particular boy who always seemed to be on line though he never seemed to chat to others. At least he never appeared to message other when I was on line. We seemed to find quite a lot in common. He claimed to be 19, just the sort of age I liked, and he claimed to like older men, men like me. After chatting about 3 times a week, for a month or so I decided to take a chance and risk another failure. We decided on a date and a time. Selected a place which would permit us to meet without too much chance of any known person seeing us and asking awkward questions.

In today’s much more open and tolerant society I still look back in wonder at the amount of secrecy and care we had to take to remain undiscovered. The lengths we had to go just to express our inner desires and needs. Although there was a lot going on behind locked doors and in the dark corners of our lives, most guys had a much more sharing and giving attitude then is found in today’s gay world. If you knew someone was into man to man sex there would be little hesitation to introduce him to others you knew and visa -a- versa, with never a breath of these matters ever reaching the ears of parents or even siblings.

I reached the appointed place, dressed in the clothes I had told the boy I would be wearing, when much to my surprise I saw my neighbours son . He was a boy I had known for the last five years or so. He was now 19. Even more to my surprise he seemed to be waiting for someone. Though I made every effort not to catch his attention or be noticed, he saw me and came up to me. He asked me what I was doing there. At first I did not know what I should say, and then using some quick thinking said I had come to purchase some items from a nearby shop.

You can imagine my shock when he said to me “Uncle, please don’t tell lies!!!” He then further astounded me by telling me that I had come there to meet a boy, and not just any boy, but a gay boy. Trying as best as I could to hide my astonishment I asked what he was doing there. His reply, that he had come to meet me, rendered me speechless for a while. It was only then I noticed that he was wearing the exactly same colour clothes that the boy from the net was supposed to wear.

When I was able to gather my scattered wits I asked for an explanation. It was then that he told me that he was the boy who had been chatting to me for the past two months and that all along he knew who I was. He said he had logged on to Tamil Sex only to reach me. He also told me that he knew he was attracted to men and had had his first experience with another boy a few years before.

In the years between the first experience and meeting me he had had many many other experiences. And had come to realise that he was attracted to older men, rather than boys his own age. He had been attracted to me from the time he knew it was men he was interested in and had tried to let me know by his actions and attitude. It seems that I am very dull witted and had never “seen” or paid any attention to his approaches. He also knew from an older school mate, Mohan that I liked boys and would sometimes have sex with some of them. Mohan was one of the boys I occasionally had sex with. In today’s gay world there is no way Mohan would have ever told anyone about me. But though Mohan did tell Arun about me, he had refused to speak to me about Arun or to let me know that Arun was interested in me. Mohan had heard that I would rebuff any young boy approaching me directly or on the behalf of another, and that I would only bed boys I had approached myself or had been told about by other older guys and then only if the boy was over 18 years of age. As Arun was younger Mohan did not want to risk telling me about him.

Arun did not know how to tell me that he liked me and wanted to have some fun with me or what my reaction would be if he directly approached me. He had heard that I had rebuffed another boy who had approached me, but did not know then, that it was because that boy was under age. Then he heard of Tamil Sex and from the same school chum, who knew about me, learned that I used to browse the site and chat to people. He also found out I used the pen name of “Randy” when on T.S. He set about getting me to chat to him and had tried to make me believe in him enough to come and meet him face to face. His demeanour was so open and he so obviously knew what he was getting into, that even though I knew he was only 19 and that I should not be encouraging such a young boy to indulge in sex I had no heart or mind to disappoint him or turn him down, especially as he had already lost his virginity and was now an experienced gay.

I had seen Arun almost every day for around five years, but had never looked at him with thoughts of a sexual nature. He was a very nice looking boy, just the sort of boy that was most attractive to me and almost of the ideal age. Because he was my neighbour’s son and someone who knew me and trusted me it had never crossed my mind to think of him in any way connected to sexual attraction or desire. Looking at him after his astounding revelation, made me realise just how attractive he was and how sexual the nature of this attraction was.

I was also keenly aware of the sense of excitement and anticipation he was radiating. The very fact that I had known him for so many years, had seen him growing up and knew his parents seemed to add to the atmosphere of the moment. He admitted that it had been a long and weary 2 months before I was convinced enough to agree to meet him. He asked me if I really had a convenient place where we could have sex.

When I told him I did, he was overjoyed. We went straight to the place and almost before entering the room fully, already had our hands on each other’s bodies. I barely had time to close the door before he had lowered my pants and underwear to expose my already erect cock and was down on his knees in front of me, engulfing as much as he could within the warm wet cave of his mouth. It did not take long for his fairly expert sucking to make me want to ejaculate. When I tried to remove it, he would not let me do so and clamped his lips hard on the swollen head till I shot my cum into his waiting mouth.

I was also hot and eager to see him naked and almost tore his clothes off him. His young and boyish body was smooth with just a small tuft of hair beginning to show above his cock. For his age he was nicely endowed and like mine his cock was cut. The glans was a blushing red colour that stood out against his fairish skin. Other than the scanty pubic hair he was completely hairless, even his underarms were like silk. His teen aged boyish face had thickset pouting lips that held a perpetual invitation to kiss and could do wonders to a flagging cock. His balls, small and round, protruded proudly from between his legs; his stiff cock almost vertical against his belly was inviting attention as soon as possible. I wasted no time getting my lips around it. I had barely begun to suck him when he shot his cum into my mouth and over my face. He was contrite and abashed but said that he had been dreaming of the day I would suck him off for a long, long time.

We moved to the bed and after he had used his wet, hot mouth and wonderful lips to bring me to full erection again, he turned over on his stomach and showed me his cute ass and asked me to fuck him as hard as I could. Just a small amount of lubricating cream was needed to slick the entrance hole and the head of my cock. I placed the head of my rigid prick against the pucker of his ass and was expecting to use some force to enter the passage but was surprised by the ease with which I was able to enter him. After a short while of fucking him in this inverted missionary position I turned him on his back and gently pushed his legs up to his shoulders. This exposed his ass and his pretty and inviting hole to me. This position allowed me to penetrate deep in his backside and see his face at the same time. As I pushed my cock into him again I could see the look of pleasure that spread across his countenance. His prick was also fully erect and lying on his stomach. As I started to stroke my long hard cock in and out of his ass I could see him getting harder. Using one hand I started to masturbate him and soon he sprayed his own chest, face and even his hair with cum. Later he told me that was the first time he had been fucked in that position and he had never had such an ejaculation before.

Arun was not the first boy I had enjoyed having sex with. But he was one of the very few I had ever invited to fuck my ass. He was certainly the youngest boy to be given the chance to enjoy that pleasure. His body was smooth and hairless with the exception of the pubic tuft that drew your gaze towards his penis, his nature so undemanding and compliant that it took on an aura of childlike simplicity that was very inviting and extremely erotic. A few months into our relationship I became conscious of a deep seated desire to have him fuck me in similar ways to what I had been doing to him.