Hi readers, this is Vinod again, and I will share with you my life after Srikanth. After about 2 years with him, he just vanished. he said that he’s going to his hometown. A day after he left, I called him, and he rejected the call.
A few more attempts to call him later also failed, and eventually the phone was switched off. It’s been almost 2 weeks, and there’s been no contact. I then went to a salon for a haircut and asked a person there about Srikanth.
I got to know then that his marriage had been settled, and he had moved out to his hometown and wouldn’t be coming back to Hyderabad. I felt bad then, I’m ok with parting ways, but he could have at least had the courtesy of telling me.
It made me feel cheap. I suddenly found myself in a situation where I was getting horny and Srikant wasn’t there to satisfy me. It went on like this for a couple of months. I have decided to explore options online and meet someone else.
I explored some chat sites, and PR was one of them, which I used to log in to frequently. I came across many profiles there. That is where I actually knew the terms top and bottom and many other words.
I suddenly felt like an illiterate in this world. I chatted with a lot of people, and most of them were asking for pics. I was apprehensive about sharing pics, and I avoided anyone who insisted on sharing pics online.
I was never comfortable with it. I probably declined meeting more than 50 guys because they were insisting on pics. One fine day, I came across a guy and chatted a while; he seemed sensible. He, too, like me, doesn’t like to share pics.
I felt we had a matching frequency, and we chatted for a few days. We set a time to be online and used to chat with him about an hour a day. I was 24 then. He was 2 years younger than me, just out of college, and yet to clear some backlogs.
After chatting for about 2 weeks, we decided to meet, but the problem was distance. I stay near Ameerpet, and he stays near Dilsukhnagar. We decided to meet midway, and he agreed to come near Necklace Road. Neither was willing to share pics or phone numbers.
So we decided on a spot and time to be and exchanged our dress codes for recognition. We decided to meet by 8 pm, at an ATM. I will be wearing blue jeans, a checkered white & black shirt. He will be wearing blue jeans and a pale yellow t-shirt.
I was tense, not sure if he would turn up. I, however, decided to give it a try. I got on my bike and arrived there about 15 minutes earlier. I was anxiously waiting there, observing the surroundings. I was keeping an eye out for someone in the dress code he mentioned.
After a few minutes, an auto came and stopped. I easily identified that it was him. he too identified me in a few seconds, and he smiled at me. There was some awkwardness at both ends.
We discussed for a while and slowly became comfortable with the conversation. We didn’t have a place to have fun that day. So we parted ways after about 30 minutes of conversation, deciding to keep in touch.
We kept in touch, and after a few days, I had a place and told him that I would be having a place for about 4 hours. he was excited and made plans to meet. He came to my room. All through his commute, we were chatting, and it made me super horny.
I couldn’t even describe in words my eagerness to take his cock in my mouth and suck it all. It was more than 4 months since I sucked cock. He arrived, and I went down and took him to my flat. We had a casual chat for a while, and in the middle of our conversation.
He smiled and asked ‘Will you start?’ I was so happy inside and knelt in front of him. He was sitting on the bed and pulled down his pyjama and underwear. His cock was already hard, between 5 and 6 inches and not thick.
Clearly inferior compared to Srikanth, but I was not in a position to complain. I hungrily took the cock into my mouth and started playing my tongue on its tip. He started moaning and held my head and started running his fingers through my hair.
He gently pushed my head, indicating he wanted me to take it fully inside. I obliged and took all of his cock into my mouth and started sucking all its length, doing deep throat while gently fondling his balls. I sucked him like that for maybe 3 minutes, and he burst out his cum in my mouth.
I kept sucking his cock with his cum oozing out of my mouth and making it all feel slippery. A feeling which I absolutely love. As he was cumming, I sucked it even faster with more intensity, and he couldn’t take it anymore.
He pushed me away and rushed to the bathroom. He came out in a few minutes with his limp dick, wore his undies and pyjama and said he would leave.
Me: What the fuck? Why so soon?
He: I’m done. I want to leave.
Me: It’s ok. this is the first time. I’m sure you will last long in the next round.
He: No. I want to go
Me: Come on, let’s take a break and relax. I will make u hard after some time, and we can enjoy more.
He: No, I want to go
He started walking off towards the door. I understood it’s not worth trying to convince him to say. He opened the door and left, even without saying bye. I was left wondering what just happened. He came, he wasn’t even fully nude.
I was fully clothed. I sucked him, he spilt it in my mouth and left. I was just wondering about all this with the taste and feel of cum still in and around my mouth. This was how I tasted the 2nd cock of my life.
I should say I wasn’t really satisfied, but I finally made a move after Srikanth, nonetheless. I decided not to meet this guy again, and I kept chatting with many guys online.
Overall, I would have met 20+ guys before my marriage, of whom I liked and maintained contact with 6. Most of the guys were boasting about themselves in the chat, but didn’t have real substance. I limited them to just one meeting.
So guys, this is about how my life was after Srikanth and based on your feedback. I will post a few more noteworthy experiences from my sexual journey. Feedback is welcome at [email protected].