This is my first (and only) homoerotic experience.
Kailash was my first and closest friend in college. This is an experience we had in our second year – we were both 19 at the time.
We lived in the same hostel where we were assigned rooms that we either shared with another student or if we were lucky – got to ourselves. I had a room all to myself and Kailash had a roommate who he wasn’t fond of spending a lot of time with. We got along great so he’d spend most of the time outside classes in my room.
Kailash was short, lean. He had wavy hair and a fair complexion. He was always happy and there was always a smile in his eyes. I was taller and more muscular (as much as the hostel food would allow). We got to know each other in common classes in our second semester of college and had been inseparable since. We’d talk about all the usual stuff – girls we liked, what they would look like under their clothes, etc. We got comfortable enough to discuss our teenage sexual fantasies and masturbation techniques. We were also comfortable physically – sitting very close together, holding hands or our arms on each other’s shoulders when hanging out. It could get pretty hot when it wasn’t raining so we’d mostly be in boxers and tshirts.
I always felt happy to see him and it felt great to sit close to him with our thighs touching or with my face close to his. Sometimes his hand would brush against my thighs and I’d feel a twitch in my pants. I initially dismissed these feelings as the lack of female physical contact (for both of us) – this being an engineering college in India.
I slowly started to realize that I was developing a physical attraction to him. I loved the way his hair smelt, how his skin felt against mine, the electric feeling when he’d hold my hand – he would always hold my hand when we were walking together somewhere and there wasn’t anyone around. He had a habit of wearing white thin boxers that weren’t very long. I started to notice the outline of his bulge and would try to make out the contours of his cock as it rested on his thighs under the fabric. He seemed to be longer than me down under and I thought I would be able to see it peeking out the bottom of his boxers had they been a little shorter. He had a cute round butt which I’d look at every time he turned to walk away.
I started to brush my fingers past his thighs or along his butt as if by accident to test the waters. He didn’t seem to mind and in fact seemed to draw closer physically. I was scared about these feelings but at the same time excited. My night fantasies had been filled with the girls from college and were slowly replaced with fantasies of Kailash. One night I had an intense dream of having slipped my fingers into his boxer legs and finding his hard warm cock. I was naked and hard, he pulled me closer and kissed me. Our cocks touched and it was electric. The tip of his uncut sheathed cock touching the tip of my cut cock. His warm pre-cum was lubricating our cocks. We were on the bed and cuddling, grinding, rolling around. Suddenly I came like I had never cum before and woke up panting and sweaty. My boxers were drenched in cum and it was the most unbelievable feeling.
I decided that I had to do something. More in the upcoming parts.
Please let me know if you enjoyed this. I’m looking for other bi-curious desis of a similar age (35) to chat with about sexual experiences and fantasies (both bi and straight). Message me if this interests you.