Date: Wed, 14 May 2003 01:25:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: dev jose <devaraj214@yahoo.com>
Subject: A SOUTH ASIAN SUMMER

Here I am in this remote village in South India,
spending few days in my uncle's village, to beat the
summer heat. the weather is so hot u cannot wear even
a tea shirt  as the day progresses, and as is the
custom u don't wear trousers in the village as a
routine, every body wears lungis, a long piece of
cloth tied around the waist tightly . And  my lungi
keeps slipping from the waist due to inexperience, and
I have to be carefull because due to heat I don't wear
an underwear either, and there is every chance of my
standing naked in the middle of village street..
  And the majority of the villagers wear only lungis
and a langoti beneath it. (longoti, also called loin
cloth, is a long narrow piece of anycloth  ,which one
ties to a srting around the waist and covers only the
genitals, and the other end tied behind to the same
string after passing through ass slit, like G string,
butts are completely exposed). They wear shirt only on
special occasions.  So out I go in the mornings for
long walks to enjoy the early breeze, sunrise and also
the young men who r out on early morning errands.
will there be some stud among these who like men.. of
course the word gay is completely alien here,   but if
the law of percentages on gays is true among  the
humans, this village should have its quota of gays
too.. only thing is were are they? who are they,?
  I need not have searched far...  That day it rained
and it was time to plough the fields.. My uncle had
wast acres of paddy fields and off we went to the
fields a pair of bulls ,two servants, one was a young
stud  called Mani and the other one his father,.. this
ploughing will go on for a month and the field was
full slush and water..it was still hot and humid and
when they startedploughing, the  father and son to my
consternation removed their lungis so that they wont
be dirtied and the near naked men wearing only loin
cloths, tied the ploughs to bulls and started
ploughing.
What a sight young Mani looked,  like a greek god. the
dark beutifully muscled body,  hardened by daily hard
labour,  the chiselled body,  strong arms,  chest,
flat belly,  the thin line of hair starting from the
navel disappearing above the piece of cloth  which
hardly covered the jewels and the rod,  which were
cleaarly outlined ,  ample sized crotch, the almost
visible black bush above the  langoti..
Then the men turned , with back to us,  and the ass
mounds of the boy almost made me feel faint! what a
sight to behold!  all others were chatting and
discussing about the rain , cropping watering etc..
as if nothing  uncommon is happening  It was almost a
common thing for them  to see farmers working in field
 only in loin cloths.. but a city bred fellow like me
this sight is really beholding.  Where is the other
end of that loin cloth tied?   Oh yes! I could see a
small piece coming out deep from the ass slit and tied
to the waist string.  That night I could think nothing
but those  two hemispheres of asses swaying, jerking ,
and I could sleep only after jerking my dick out of
its cum.

The next day, I was ready  before all others were.
We all left for the fields,  but today the father is
not there, he is working some where else,  only Mani
is ploughing the field in his loin cloth.  Like
yesterday, I was  hungrily eating him by my eyes, part
by part, especially those butts.....    and I am hard
pressed to hide the tent my erect prick is trying to
create in my loose lungi.   Then  my uncle said
something about having to attend some other business
and left,  and suddenly we two were alone there..
Mani was already giving some quizzical looks at me ,
about  the way I was gazing at him,  and  I thought
he knows!  He is already sprayed by the loose wet
watery mud all over his body..and now he is completely
painted in the darkish mud upto his buttocks and
crotch, and the loin cloth cannot be distinguished
from rest of his body..

I had already removed my tea shirt because of heat.
The lungi was fluttering in the breeze, and my balls
hung very low such that my thighs were tossing them
back and forth while I walked.  I felt I should go to
the other edge of the wet field,  and decided walk
through the slushy field and take a feel of it.   I
removed my slippers and had the nice feeling of
walking through  the clean  wet slush.  I was almost
at midway , something slipped ,  and next moment I was
flat down in the wet  soaked  in themud , from head to
toe.
Emberassed,  I slowly rised on my feet , slipped and
in no minutes I fell down again. This time I did not
hurry.  I lay there for some time soaked to the core
in the mud,  but Mani was already there bending over
me,
" What happened Ayya (sir),  are u hurt?"      " I
don't think so, but I am afraid that I may slip again
if I get up".   "Here I will give u a hand Ayya."  So
he put both arms below my shoulders ,  and lifted me
up, but my legs were still shaking and I started to
slip again.   This time Mani  supported me by hugging
closely my chest with his arms,  and my hands
automatically searched for some thing on his back for
a support ,  and caught both his buns and held them
tightly..
Mean while I became aware that  my lungi had fallen of
, and there was no sign of it in the slush.  There I
was,   a 100 percent gay ,  stark naked,  hugging and
holding  the buns of a near naked stud ,  and my dick
had already reached  its maximum size of 7",  and it
was rubbing against  the crotch of  this man.  Did I
feel something  twitching and hard in his loin pouch?
What is that pulsating  I feel against my balls?  I
saw Mani also had half closed his eyes and he drew me
further towards him in a tight embrace.   My hands
slowly started pumping his both buns ,  and he moaned
slightly.  I slowly untied the butt end of his loin
cloth,  and suddenly I felt his crotch pouch losening
and his  erect dick flew  up and I caught it between
my  thighs amd held it tightly.
   That is the position we stood   for three or four
minutes, but for me it was for eternity..! Both of us
were thickly coated in mud and mud was drying on our
skins giving a nice sticky feeling,   Wet mud was
sticking every where on our bellys, balls , butts,
anal slits  tickling us..  Mani opened his eyes and
still holding me tightly planted a kiss on my lips.
This man is a natural! Gay blood is flowing in this
bull's veins,  and he may not even know what it meant.
 Words like gay, and man to man sex is never heard of
in such small villages.
"Ayya, you should wash,  some body may see you" , Mani
was speaking.  Of course, I have forgotten the outside
world, and it was still broad day light.  Mani wont
mind if anybody sees him, it was natural for him to be
covered in mud and all he has to do is tie the loin
cloth back to cover his crotch.  But I wasn't having a
piece of cloth on me and my  cock  was dancing wildly.
 "Mani  support me while I walk.. I  feel very week".
 Then  Mani suddenly lifted me up with his strength of
an elephant and started carrying me, towards the edge
of the field.  What a heavenly experience!  I was
being carried by this lover,  my legs circled his
waist tightly , and  my ass slit was sitting on his
rigid erect cock,  my own balls and cock were being
squeezed  between our bellys,  he carried me in a
tight embrace as if to soothen a baby as I rested my
head on his shoulders.
  There was a thin stream of water flowing a little
away and because of the rain ankle deep fresh water
flowed in it.  My man carried me there slowly,  and
placed me in the flowing water. As my butts rested on
the sand under the water,   and some stone tickled my
asshole, the dirt started getting washed away and my
balls and dick started shining in their  original
colour.  Mani  still  hanging his jewels freely in air
, bent over me and started to rub the mud off my skin
with the help of water.   Once or twice the tip of his
cock touched my face and I got excited much.  I held
the thick shaft in my fist  and tugged him gently
downwards.
As mani sat, his ass and  balls were dipped  in the
water and  the mud was being washed away, I held  his
uncut cock in both hands and cleaned it of any dirt.
Next I purposefully bent forwards and took the head of
cock in my mouth.  Mani seem surprised with vide eyes
,  and murmured "What is this Ayya?"  In reply I
started sucking the long hanging uncut skin . Now he
was moaning  and  starting to appreciate the pleasure
of the suck with half closed eyes.  I ran my tongue
inside the foreskin and sucked out any dirt around the
head.
Now  I drew the foreskin back and took the organ deep
into my mouth.   I held one ass  with one hand pumping
it and occassionally tickling the ass hole  with
fingers,  and with the other hand jerked  the rod at
the roots.  Mani was getting excited and the sex
animal in him was perhaps getting aroused for the
firest time. For the  tone inhis voice has changed
from that of respect to that of demand.
I could sense that he was reaching the climax because
his cock was twitching  and he was slapping me on the
back constanly , which was getting severe.  I released
his cock from  my  mouth and asked him to turn over.
I,  a butt lover cannot finish my act  without giving
his loving ass and the flower between them a good
treatment.  Pumping ass mounds is one of my favourite
pass times.  As he laid in the water  on his stomach
his ass was  just visible above the water level ,  I
started squeezing, both mounds, I gave gentle bites to
the soft skin  for some time, then drew the ass little
up and kept my face in the slit  and tickled his hole
with my nose.  Then I slowly started licking the clean
hole,  its lips,   I tried to push my tongue inside
the lip.  The water softened hole seemed to yield  and
my tongue went inside by about one inch.
   The lover boy was blubbbering with all those
treatment given by me .  There was no servant master
relationshop here,  just man to man love, animal lust.
 Suddenly the boy turned around,  pulled my ass
towards him ,   and put his cock head at my hole,  and
started push it in,  as if he has been doing all these
years.  My head swimmed,  I thought of  rubber, lube
etc automatically,  then  I thought what the heck,
I am being fucked by a virgin who does not know what
the word homo means,  I do not expect any germs inside
his body,  atleast let me have the pleasure of having
naked dick up my ass  and have his warm fresh  semen
inside my bowels for the rest of the day.

Surprisingly,  perhaps because my ass was so much
wetted in water,  his dick started entering my hole
slowly without a lube.  Mine is note a virgin  hole ,
still without lube and condom I have never allowed
guys to enter me.  The warm feeling his dick snaking
up was exquisiting, my  prostate was being hit , and
my dick was dancing wildly.  I  slowly lowered mu
butts in to the water, as he statrted humping  inside
the water.  This is a new experience , screwing inside
the water, we were making splashing sound all round,
he was hitting me inside with his dick,  while tightly
hugging me from behind,  once or twice he completly
bent and started nibbling my neck and ears,  and I
think my mind was completely closed to outside world,
I knew I spurted out my cum , and saw it flow away in
water like jelly,
Then I felt Mani's dick swelling inside  me, it
twitched violently , and  I felt the warm sperm
filling in my bowels.  Oh god , does the sperm feels
so hot?  I will keep and digest this sperm inside me
for ever.  Mani's  sound was slowly coming down, but
the dick was still hard inside me.  We just lay there
on sand and water he on my top, with dick still inside
me.  As I expected after some time ,Mani started
humping again .  Years of celibacy must have left him
with gallons of cum . Oh, very good!,  I don't require
any food today.  It is enough if I can make him cum
all that load inside my bowels and digest the protien
and  energy  filled manjuice.

He cummed three times inside me before he withdrew his
cock.  It was still hard when it came out.  But he
seemed to be exhausted but he wont let me go from his
tight embrace.   " Mani  we will do this again to
night,  let us take a brake now."  I coverd his loin
cloth over his  long dick  and passing it through his
slit tied it to the string above his buttocks .  As
for as he is concerned he is fully dressed and ready
to face the world. But there is a problem for me,  I
am still naked,  and my lungi is some where in the
field in the under the mud.
   Mani generously said u wear my lungi Ayya, it is
clean.  So I wear his lungi,  smelling of his sweat
,which was enough for me to make horny again, raise my
dick and wet the lungi with precum.  Mani continued
his labour till noon and I waited.  When ever he saw
me an innocent wide grin will come out of him,  as if
we did something naughty.
  After his work over, we returned home, Mani only in
his loin cloth drying his wet body   which was
glisteing from taught skin especially over his torso
,buttocks and thighs,  I was in his lungi  with large
wet spots,  which  I showed him and he laughed out
loudly.  Ayya what about to night?  Sure at 10 p.m.
sharp , after every body goes to sleep!!
Author - Devjose