Politics, Kundans and Domination

There is no secret formula for homosexuality, there may be catalysts that are common in many cases but there is no black and white equation that one could create to define who is homosexual.  The kind of sex we have doesn't define us nor the people we have sex with.  This leaves lots of room for experimentation some people choose to explore their sexuality some don’t. Some choose to comply by stereotypes while others choose to be defined by the pleasure they receive. My next post is one such story, a story of an ordinary boy who through circumstance goes through an extraordinary experience that is both wild and kinky.

For Manu

I hope I have done justice to your story. Thank you for opening up your world to me, sharing your home, watching your homemade videos and listening to your detailed narratives has greatly influenced the formation of this post. Once again there are no lies or masala here; this is the truth about a person’s sexuality laid bare. The aim of this narrative is not to create a bed-time good-to-shag story but to tell you the deepest secrets of a sexual minority.

Manu
To the unsuspecting eye manu is just an ordinary artist, thin frame almost malnutritioned, dark librarian glasses, long hair down to his waist, serious look and a cloth bag slung on this shoulder. He is part of the “Arty” community at thrissur and he passed out of the Government Fine Arts College at Thrissur and is an acclaimed painter and dramatist. He is also famous on Facebook as lots of new age “freakens” love to shoot him because of his long hair and sharp looks. His Fb page has almost 2000 female followers (don’t know if it’s true because fb doesn’t really open everyone’s pants to check before opening profiles) But the funny thing is Manu is gay, Absolute and Uncompromising, people usually assume that artists don’t get married because that’s the way they are but the truth here is a little different. Manu is your average versatile enjoying the ups and downs of his sexuality; he is very discreet and never puts up any pictures on his Planetromeo profile. He never even meets guys from thrissur and chooses to keep his profile in Kochi or Kozhikode. I met manu through one such meeting in Kochi.

Thrissur 2015

Manu had always been politically inclined and although he never aimed at contesting elections or leading any political party his views conformed to a well known political party in kerala and he was an ardent fan of this party. (For fear of getting beaten up i am withholding the name of this political party). Manu always had a busy schedule exhibitions, theatre workshops, seminars etc ...etc but he almost always found time to attend all the area meetings and discussion of the party. On one such meeting he was asked to attend a seminar in Trivandrum where representatives of the youth wing of the party from various districts were slated to attend. For some reason Manu was asked to go that year. 

This was not his first trip to Trivandrum, he was well aware of all the theatres and parks and secret meeting places of gays in Trivandrum, but this trip was not for pleasure, and manu was always very serious about his dedication to the party. He arrived in Trivandrum early in the morning and was greeted at the railway station by party seminar organizers. They showed him the hotel where he would be staying for the next three days and left saying that the seminar would begin at 1pm sharp. Manu looked around the room, it was a double bed room with beds beside opposite walls and a single window in between and a small yet clean attached bathroom.  As manu was tired after the long journey he almost instantly fell asleep. He was rudely woken up an hour later when some organisers walked in and dropped another delegate for the seminar, although he was half asleep he wished the delegate and the organizers and as soon as they left, without saying a word manu fell back into his bed and his eyelids shut again.

There is that moment just before you wake up, when you are aware of the sounds, smell and movements in your immediate surroundings, your eyes are not fully open but you have blurred, near sighted vision. It was in that moment that manu first saw Shyam. Shyam was the delegate who was dropped in when manu had been woken up from his sleep and because manu was too sleepy he had hardly glanced up to see the delegates’ face. Manu was not fully awake yet and through the curtains of his eye he caught a glimpse of a tall semi-muscular man who was naked except for a thin towel (nadan vella thorthu) wrapped around his thin lower body. This guy was not gym-muscular by definition but looked like the kind of man who is used to hard labour and his body was toned because of the kind of work he did, another strange thing was that his torso was V shaped slightly extended shoulders, nice wing muscles under his arms flat stomach not ripped but showing signs of clear cut abs whenever he bent down and athletic thighs and slim not so muscular legs. As this guy walked out of the bathroom manu could see the outline of a sleeping 5 inch dick that was bouncing as he walked. The material of the towel was so thin that he could also make out the colour of this guys dick.  After watching all this which idiot would go on sleeping, manu began to gradually wake up pretending to be very sleepy and trying not to scare off his new roommate by waking up too quickly.  He gradually arranged his mundu around his waist and sat up in bed, still rubbing at his eyes acting like he is in no mood to see his new roommate change. The delegate introduced himself as Shyam from Wayanad and inquired about manu and where he as from. All the while Shyam was busy changing unmindful of manu’s watchful eye. First he bent down to let his underwear slide into his legs and he turned around and slowly pulled the blue unbranded kerala made underwear onto his  ass and pulled the towel from around his waist. He then wrapped a neatly ironed white mundu around his waist and sat down to talk to manu.

Shyam was almost 35, divorced, no children, he was a devout follower of the party like manu, they started talking politics and immediate they struck a chord. Shyam was many years senior to manu more experienced, well read and more practical in his approach to many things, manu on the other hand was young, rebellious and hot blooded. Somehow they shared a great chemistry together and their conversation grew deeper and they lost track of time. Manu had already forgotten about the near-naked ramp walk earlier and his mind was now completely focused on the conversation and not Shyams body.

So they rushed to the seminar venue as they were already 30 minutes late and they  got a adjacent seats, as both of them were ardent fans of what was being presented they sat through the entire programme. Throughout the programme they noticed that most people just listened inattentively got up in between and left for suspiciously long periods of time. Manu went out to find out why and he found that the men’s toilet full of alcoholics, they was a small parlour adjacent to the toilet and almost 50 people were in it, there was cigarette smoke everywhere, liquor bottles, soda was all over that room as though it was a bar. Manu spoke to an elderly party supporter who told him that this was normal, the youth wing usually organize these seminars as an excuse for getting drunk and meeting up with old friends. This makes the party internally strong it seems. Shyam and manu walked back together after the seminar was over and they immediately decided they needed to celebrate. Shyam’s brand was OMR something that Manu detested but somehow that night he agreed.

They sat down to drink almost immediately after changing, shyam changed into trousers and a thin  shirt while manu choose to wear a tee shirt and mundu, they had already ordered food and they needed nothing more until the next day. As the bottles opened and drinks flowed the conversations and small political debates between them became more and more intense, manu was in awe of Shyam , he had never met someone who was so motivated and so inspired by the values of the party. Shyam was also very impressed by manu’s dedication and he admitted that there were very few youngsters like him. Shyam was  a good singer and as the bottles started to get empty his songs became more and more frequent, he was like a young school kid, free and uninhibited, he drank a lot swayed a lot but, Manu on the other hand was a very sly drinker he almost always never got drunk he loved being sane when everyone else around him had lost their senses. Shyam was singing one of his folk songs and dancing along with manu when suddenly shyam accidently pushed manu towards the wall and manu hit his head on the window frame. Manu felt a sharp pain on his head and he immediately ran his fingers through his hair to see if there was any bleeding. The sudden pain caused an immediate change in his expression and shyam was instantly sorry, he apologized and closed the window and asked manu to sit down on his bed, he then checked manu’s scalp for any bleeding and kept apologizing over and over again, he was too drunk to notice that manu’s pain had subsided and that he was ok. Thats when it happened Shyam leaned in and kissed manu on the lips it was not a horny kiss but it was just a “i am sorry” kiss, it was too short to call it sexually arousing. But manu was so delighted by the kiss that he shamelessly said “chettan enne onnude kiss cheyyuo” (will you kiss me again)

Shyam held manu’s head in his hands and leaned forward and kissed manu passionately, this time there was no holding back, shyam knew that manu was sexually attracted to him, he had noticed how manu was staring at him all throughout the seminar. Manu on the other hand was overjoyed, he was getting exactly what he wanted. But after a few minutes of kissing, passionate hugging and groping shyam suddeny stopped “inni vendada inni continue cheythal control vittu pokum” (lets stop before i lose control) manu replied “control vittu pokkote chetta ennike chettane  venam”(please lose control i want you badly). Shyam pushed manu away and said that manu would reget it later and that he was not into romantic sex, he preferred hardcore fun with a bit of domination. He explained that he would not be aroused unless manu was ready for total submission and was ok by being treated like a slave. Manu was bombarded by too much information he had obviously heard of this before but never in his wildest dreams had he though he would participate in such an act. Shyam explained that it was only limited to sexual acts in bed and that he would treat him in the same way as before when they were not having sex. Seeing Manu’s confusion shyam started to convince manu , Shyam hadn't had sex in a while as it was difficult to find gays who preferred total submission, he was tired of shagging after watching porn videos on his mobile, he was greatly into the S&M concept. With whatever little that manu knew about this he decided to go ahead but he laid down a few basic conditions, no blood ,no urinating or dirty sex, no burning, just normal submissive sex.

Shyam agreed and asked manu to undress completely, manu started to undress and felt awkward as shyam was not in a hurry to undress and he simply sat down on a chair and lit a cigarette. After manu was completely naked shaym asked him to crouch on the floor on all four limbs. Shyam then took a piece of rope from his bag and tied manu’s arms around his back. He then asked manu to kneel between his legs, manu was also eager to see the thick black cock that he had seen between the towel earlier that day. Shyam took out two clips from his bag and attached both of them on to manu’s sharp tointy nipples, manu was crying in pain as the clips were pressing too hard on his nipples and he was unable to do anything as his hands were tied, immediately shyam took out a thin black cloth out of his bag and tied it around manu’s eyes. Now manu could see nothing, his hands were tied for the first time he felt fear of what he had gotten into. Shyam pulled out his cock and with the smell of sweat and precum  and the sound of the zipper manu understood that the cock was out of the bag. Shyam took one hand and pulled manu’s head by his hair onto his rock hard cock. Shyam had a 10 inch cock but manu could not see what he was sucking, shyam thrusted manu’s mouth deeper and deeper into his cock, manu was unable to take so much and he gagged and slightly vomited a bit, some of it fell on shyam’s trousers, immediately manu felt a sharp hard slap across his face, manu was too confused to react “chetta adikyallle” (don't hit me please) he cried. “Nee ende pattiya, njaan enthe parayaum nee ansarikyanam” (your my bitch you will do exactly what i tell you) shyam thrusted his cock back into manu’s mouth and a few minutes later manu was willingly sucking shyam like a robot.

After getting tired of getting sucked shyam asked manu to stand up and he led him to the bed and threw him onto it. He untied manu’s hands and tied them again onto the frame of the bed, manu was lieing on his stomach and was bildfolded and could not see what was happening behind him, there was a long pause as shyam was getting completely undressed, he then mounted on top of manu and manu felt something wet on his ass crack, shyam had dropped spit on to manu’s ass crack to smoothen his cock’s entry. With one swift motion he inserted almost 3 inches of his cock into manu’s ass, manu was crying in pain his crying was so loud that shyam had to cover his mouth, he then came close to manu’s ears and said “onnumillada kutta ippol kerum, nee onnu adjust cheyy” (dont worry my cock will go in , just adjust a bit) when manu’s crying stopped shaym spat a little more saliva and entered his cock again, only 4 inches went in this time but shyam did not pull out his cock this time, instead he removed the clips from manu’s nipples and started rubbing them manually with his hands, the pain of the clips had subsided when manu was sucking shyam, but when the clips were off the very touch of shyams hands were causing manu pain in the exact same spot where the clips had been. What manu didnt realise that the pain on his nipples made him forget the pain in his ass. Shyam pushed deeper and every time manu started crying in pain he would pull manu’s nipples again making him forget the pain in his ass. This went on for about 10 minutes, both of them were sweating like pigs and shyams 10 inch dick was still not completely in manu’s ass.

Shyam pulled out his dick and manu felt his ass going back to its original form. Shyam turned manu around and pulled out his blindfold and untied him. Manu was free to run but by now didn't want to, he now for the first time caught sight of shyams giant dick, it was full 10 inches thick and pointy head his dick was so thick that it looked almost bigger than his thighs “ ithokke enganee kondu nadakunnu” (how are you able to walk around with this) manu asked then voluntarily started sucking shyam and after a while he asked shaym to lie down, he then climed over  him and started adjusting himself onto shyam’s cock.

Slowly and painfully his was completely covering shyams dick, shaym was overjoyed , his dick got the feeling of being completely covered in someones ass, Shyam turned manu over and made him lie on his back with legs raised and then he inserted his cock again and it went smoothly in, manu was in heaven, his ass hurt but he was also feeling a kind of pleasure no other Top Gay was able to give him before. Shyam was a brutal fucker and his strokes were hard and fast, the noise of his cock balls slapping against manu’s ass could be heard, but shyam was in no intention to stop, shyam was about to cum and he turned manu’s face to the side and pressed his one hand onto manu’s face and the other onto the bed. Shyam was unable to breath,“Chetta shwasam muttunnu” (i am unabe to breath) , shyam then incresed his spead and frequency of his strokes and finally came into manu’s ass he then wispered into manu’s ear “aranjkondallada aa moodil anganee ayyi pokkum” (i am not doing it intentionally it just happens when  i am in the mood). After pulling his dick out of manu’s ass he could see the cum oozing out of manu’s ass it dripped and stained the bedsheet manu got up and was surprised to see he had cum out involuntarily and the white milky liquid was oozing out of his dick and ass at the same time.

They got up and took a bath together and since manu’s bed was unusable they slept together in shyams bed that night, manu was amazed to see how different shyam was in real life after sex , he was always kissing and hugging manu romantically as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened, manu tried asking about shyams past and how he had got into this but shyam never divulged any details.

The next day manu was not able to go the seminar for obvious reasons, shyam went for it alone and when he came back told manu everything that happened, they spent the next two days in trivandrum participating in dialogues and discussions as part of the seminar . On the last night manu asked if shyam wanted to have sex again and he said NO.

PS: There is more to this story but if i keep writing no one will read, just wanted to share something that i felt was wild and shocking. Manu is still an amazing guy and my good friend.