To be gay or not to be gay?

RISE AND FALL:

I didn’t know what to reply to his invitation. And after lot of thinking I finally said
“Yes! I do wanna cumm” and I went. 
That day I had the best sex ever. He was well versed in all sexual techniques. I knew he had screwed gals earlier, but I was amazed at how easily he indulged in homosex. (He later confessed of having homosex with his 19 yr old cousin brother). He taught me various sexual positions. And also how to control ejaculation, prolong orgasm, how to shoot Ur juices far, how to regain erection even after 3-4 times sex etc etc.

We also experimented a lot & our sex got dirtier, more dirtier each time. We played roles as he would rape me and I would protest by biting his butts, he would be my boss, or I would be his mistress and he my Doggie etc.

We had sex everyday in that week long vacation. He would call me in mornings and would ask
“Hi Preso! What are u doing now?
“Well nothing much.” I would answer
“O.K, so are u Cumming?” he would ask
“O.K”
“Well come quickly” Sanjo would say.
This conversation became part & parcel of our lives for next 7 years.
Then 6 months later our school got over (1997). We both had 3 month long summer break. We utilized it to explore gay sex to its loving best. We got extremely dirty. He used to lick my cumm always, and I would ask
“What does it tastes like?”

“Caviar” he would say gurgling “and it’s extremely addictive” he would add.
That day for first time in my life I tasted his cumm and I also became addicted to yummy cummy. We then licked each others tongues to lick up even remaining last drops of our love creams.

Then in 3 months our results were out. We both got A grade and got admissions to university colleges. He took up Finance and I went for Medical. Though our career parted we remained close friends, with secret relationship. And our sex got dirtier with lots of creativity.
Once we both were having bath when I said “Sanjo, today in our alternative medicines class we learnt that Urine, though a waste product, can be consumed for medical benefits.”

He looked at me with a spark in his eyes. Be fore I would say anything Sanjo knelt between my legs and said “Preso, pee on me Preso”
I was on 7 heavens (& so was my cock.) with full force I gushed out my warm yellowish liquid right on his face. That Molten Gold flowed through his hairs to his face down through his parted lips to his hairy chest more down to his stomach and swept his pubic hair jungle & then on his erect dick it finally fell down through its tip. He opened his mouth a little and tasted it. Then he opened it more and took a big sip. Then he took my flying cock hose in his mouth and drank my urine by a liter. 
I couldn’t believe it!!

I too drank his pee which was reddish yellow and very salty.
“It tastes like sea water” I gargled.
Then we started sucking and biting each others cocks and buns in 69 position right under the shower.
“Enough of drinks and dinner. Have a dessert!!” Sanjo said heaving.
He shooted his juices all over my body which was drenched in his urine. He was so aroused that he licked that cocktail of urine and cumm from my body and face.
“Hey that was mine!” I protested playingly and I sucked his tongue while he jerked my cock to its last drop.
Our friendship bonded sex after sex.

Time was literally flying. Everything was going great right from our education to our social life and most of all our sex life. Life was like a sweet dream, but the problem was it was to be breaking very soon…

Inside me something was changing rapidly. I unknowingly started to lose fascination for girls. Soccer, wrestling, motor biking amused me no longer.
In college all my friends group would whistle at a sexy siren and I wouldn’t understand what’s so special in her. Though I would still fuck girls I would always picture Sanjo while having sex. Once unknowingly I urinated in the pussy of my girl partner and ended up with a kicked groin. (She was a karate brown belt)
I started to think femininely. Some friends started to tease me ‘PRESONITA’

But I thought they were just been playful. I began cutting down my dates with my girls.
Finally one day a friend of mine asked me “Preso, are you GAY?”
“What” I exclaimed with hands on my cheeks “what on earth are u thinking of my dear”
“No ...I was just…thinking… may...be...” he tried to cover things up.
“I AM NOT GAY” I shouted.
“Hey cool down ‘PRESONITA’” he laughed and fled.

I pitied on him and got back to work when those words percolated in my mind. My thoughts started racing. My brow was sweating and feet trembling. And it grew darker & darker when the Greatest reality of my Life dawned upon me…
“I AM GAY”.
It grew pitch dark & I fainted.
My life grew solitary & monotones after that. I tried to pursue girls but in vain. I couldn’t even get an erection even if two girls were fingering each other in front of me.
I longed for Sanjo. And when we met I poured out to him. 
“WHAT” he shrieked “Preso? Have u gone mad? U can’t be gay”

“Yes u r right I was not gay. But I am now. And It’s because of all this we are doing for last 4-5 years” I bursted 
“How can any one turn gay? One is gay from birth, else he is not. U are going to be a doctor Preso u should know this.”
“Aren’t you still gay?” I asked further.

“No way” he literally jumped form bed “hey look Preso. All this was just for some fun and variety. Even the most male hormonally charged men do these stuff for VARIETY.” He replied coolly.
I was dumbfounded and felt betrayed.

From that day sanjos calls dropped drastically. Like once in 2 months. I would sit by the phone hoping he would call. I also would give him blank calls to check whether he was home. He always was home. “Why isn’t he calling then” I would be thinking.

Then in 2 years our college got over. Mine 1 year internship was left. He was job hunting. This spare time rekindled lost fire in us, but it was of no use.
All that closeness and mushiness was gone! Sex became a mechanical thing. I would go get naked, suck his cock, and drink his cumm. And mine was left to be serviced by my hand. And finally on December 10 2003 Sanjo called for the last time. After that he got a job and our last bonds tore apart. Our relations dropped to mere smiles if we met on streets. He now have many girlfriends.

And I am left with a gay soul in a highly guarded country like India where if u declare u r gay then Ur whole life is damned. U will be treated as a sick, weak, dying person whom all will shun.

Though I have many good friends I cant have sex with them as no one will tell u if he is gay or not. I though now I am trying to have more ‘interest’ in girls (& succeeding) and retrieving old school days charm. (& succeeding here as well). Now I have a good hard on on seeing a playboy centre spread and I leave it sticked. I also love fucking boobs of my new girlfriend Nita and suck her ass. 
But it reminds me of sanjos sweet hairy Asshole, & her juices are not as tasty as sanjos and most of all Sanjo Ur cock is best in world. 
Do u think same of me Sanjo????

So friends this is my very very true story. All u new gay friends of mine will u please e-mail me with your suggestions on what should I had done or what I should do now.

And especially to my indian gay friends write Ur first experiences Ur moment of great gay reality Ur coming out open, Ur gay boyfriends Ur raunchy sex details, and emotional ups and downs etc.

All Ur pent up emotions u can open up to me. I wanna hear “everything”. Open Ur hearts to me.