Date: Mon, 9 Jul 2018 15:14:16 -0500
From: Tim Hubbard <timmywriteshot@gmail.com>
Subject: Cultural Exchange

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This is another erotic story from Tim Hubbard. It depicts unprotected sex
between two consenting adults. This is not to advocate for unprotected
sex. Please be responsible. You are encouraged to make a generous donation
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"Cultural Exchange"

I was 25, living in Kansas City, and working in an office not far from
downtown. A little about me: I am 5'- 11" tall and I weigh 170 pounds. I
have sandy blonde, curly hair and a nice beard that allows me to wear the
scruffy, stubbled look all the time. I work out almost every day before I
go to the office and I am in excellent shape. I have hard, defined pecs and
six-pack abs. There is a nice pleasure trail that runs from my navel down
to my cock – 7.5 inches of goodness, nestled in a soft bush. I like to
look nice and do my best every day. I also might mention that I have a
thing for exotic men, men of color. I'm particularly fond of men from India
and Pakistan.

So, at lunch time, I often grab a bite at a gay bar & grill not far from my
office. It's a nice place and the clientele is mostly young professional
types. I know the staff fairly well and enjoy having lunch and the
possibility of meeting a hot new somebody. This day, I sat at a table near
the back where I had a good view of who came in the front door and who was
heading to the bathroom. This guy walks in and he is gorgeous! He is
Indian, and he stands a little over 6' tall. He is obviously fit and very
confident. He doesn't take a table, instead he heads for the men's room
first. As he passes me, I smile and check him out. He smiles back. When he
comes out of the restroom, he stops at my table and asks if he can join me
for lunch. "Absolutely!" I reply.

He introduces himself as Sai; I tell him my name is Tim. We shake hands and
start some small talk. His handshake is firm and inviting. His eyes are
intoxicating, and I see a nice tuft of soft black fur sticking out of the
collar of is open collar shirt. I also notice that his arms have the same
soft black hair from the edge of his stylish short-sleeved shirt to his
strong wrists. He is clean-shaven, but he has a beautiful shadow on his
face and, when he smiles, the corners of his mouth turn up and small
dimples appear. We talk about what we do. He also works nearby. We talk
about our non-work interests and discover we both like wine, the symphony,
and dancing. As we talk and begin to relax, our food comes, and I notice
that our knees are touching under the table. I rub my knee against Sai's a
couple times. He smiles and rubs mine back. When lunch is finished, it's
time for both of us to go back to work.  Sai takes out his business card
and writes on the back. "I don't live very far from here. My address is on
the back. If you like, I would enjoy you stopping by on your way home from
work tonight. I get home right at 5:30."

"I would like that very much," I said. "I leave the office at 5:30, I'll be
there as soon as I can after that."  All afternoon, I imagine what Sai and
I will do at his apartment. I have a terrible hardon most of the day and
have to work hard to conceal it. I leave work a few minutes early and stop
at my favorite liquor store around the corner. I pick out a nice bottle of
wine for us and head for Sai's apartment. Sai greets me at the door, only
he has had time to change out of his work clothes. Sais has no shirt on and
is only covering the bottom half with what I would soon learn is a
traditional garment called a Dhoti. It is basically a piece of thin fabric
wrapped at the waist and flowing down to cover the legs. I walk in to his
apartment and he greets me with a soft kiss on the cheek.

Sai leads me into his living room and takes the bottle of wine into the
kitchen. "Get more comfortable," he says. So, I take off my shoes and
socks, my jacket, and my shirt. I figure we might as well be on somewhat
equal ground. He comes back in the room with the open bottle and two
glasses, sets them on the table, and does a turn-around, "What do you
think?" He asks. Before I respond, imagine this picture: Sai has beautiful
dark skin and he is in very good shape. His arms, chest, and abs are really
well-defined.  His arms have soft, black hair from elbow to wrist. His
chest and abs are covered with soft hair that I want to run my fingers
through, then kiss for hours. The Dhoti does not hide that fact that he has
a very healthy penis dangling between his legs, and I can see his hairy
legs as he walks. I am almost slobbering with desire. So, my response is a
simple: "I approve. I very much approve." Then I walk to him, throw my arms
around him and kiss him long, hard, and deep. After that introduction, we
sit on the sofa, very close together, and start drinking the wine.

Sai explains his garment to me and something about the tradition of the
Dhoti. He tells me there is also a top for the garment, but he doesn't wear
it around the house. He likes this part because it lets him move freely,
without the constraint of pants to hold in his cock. He is very
straightforward about his physical appearance. As we drink, Sai asks if I'd
like to get more comfortable. I say that I would, and he takes me into his
bedroom, where he takes out another Dhoti, tells me to strip, and then he
dresses me in it. It feels so nice. It has all the freedom of wearing a
skirt, but it a manly garment that makes me feel strong and sexy. I see why
Sai is so confident about his body. Then, he takes me into his spare
bedroom where he has a fully equipped gym with its own shower. We go back
into the living room and finish off the bottle of wine. Sai says, "I hope
that I read you correctly today. For some reason, you captured me with your
stare as I walked by and your killer smile. As we got to talking, I
detected that you might be interested in having sex with me, and I got the
sense that you might be a bottom boy."

"Sai, you are truly a genius! You are precisely right on all accounts," I
said. "I noticed you as soon as you walked in the restaurant and watched
you walk across the room, past my table, and you looked me straight in the
eyes. I couldn't resist you or your gorgeous body. You are exactly the type
of man I go for and I have been horny since lunch."

"That's what I was hoping," Sai said. He reached between my legs and pulled
the fabric of my Dhoti apart. Then he leaned over and took my cock into hi
mouth. He was so warm and ready. We did some maneuvering on the sofa and
got into a 69 position. I spread the fabric apart and finally got a glimpse
of Sai's incredible man meat. It was at least 9" long and thick. His pubic
hair was neatly trimmed to keep it from getting in the way, and his ball
sack was shaved smooth. He smelled faintly of lavender and man- sweat...I
was in heaven! I took him into my mouth and slowly worked my way down his
stalk until my face was buried in his pubes and his mushroom was pressed
down my throat. I tried to give Sai the best blowjob I could muster. He was
returning the favor by making love to my cock and making my stomach tighten
with desire for more. We stayed like this for at least 30 minutes, when Sai
pulled off and suggested we go to the bedroom.

Sai stripped off his Dhoti and lay on his back in the middle of the
king-size bed. His cock was rock hard and standing in the air above his
perfect body. I grabbed some lube off the nightstand and squeezed some into
my man-pussy, then I slathered some on his cock. I climbed into bed and
positioned myself above Sai in a squat. I lowered myself onto Sai's huge
rod and pressed him into me as I brought him in all the way, so I was
sitting on his soft pubes. I looked down and Sai was smiling big. He puts
his hands on my chest and rubbed me up and down. "I love your smooth chest,
Tim," he said. "That is my type of man. Blonde, built, and smooth. You were
my pick the moment I saw you sitting there."  "Sai, I can't get enough of
your soft hair," I said. "I love to run my fingers through all that
beautiful fur and make love to your whole body." I leaned over and kissed
him. Then, I kissed down his chest and into his armpits. I want to taste
all of him. But first, I was going to fuck him senseless. I started doing
hard squats with his cock inside me. It was like blending hard exercise and
sex together. I couldn't get enough. I pumped up and down until I felt
Sai's cock well in my pussy. I sat down on him and waited to see if it
would subside, or if he wanted to give me his first load now. Suddenly, Sai
arched his back and thrust his cock deep into my and I pushed back. I felt
his hot juices flowing up inside his hard cock until they exploded like a
cannon inside me. Spurt after spurt flew against the walls of my pussy and
I felt my own cock getting hard. Sai grabbed me and started to stroke my
cock. He didn't have to work very hard, I was ready. I spewed my cum out
onto his chest and his belly. My white love juice was splattered all over
his hairy torso and a drop or two were hanging off his chin. I stayed on
top of him until he started to soften, then I pulled off and lay beside
him. I pulled up on my side and started to lick my cum out of his hair. I
had to suck and lick and kiss every inch of him to be sure I had it
all. Then I reached up and took the cum off his chin on my tongue and I
dropped it in his open mouth. Them I kissed him. We stayed like that for a
long time.

Sai got up first and said, "Let's get a shower and some dinner." I followed
him, and we got cleaned up and put our Dhoti back on. I followed him into
the kitchen. He had already prepared a light, healthy meal, and he opened
another bottle of wine. We sat at the bar and ate and laughed about
things. We had a lot in common and got along really well.

We finished eating and went into the bedroom to finish our wine. I reached
over and stripped the Dhoti off Sai and sank to my knees in front of him. I
sucked him until he got hard. Then, he stripped off my Dhoti and reversed
the action, so now we both had raging hard-ons again. He pushed me onto the
bed, lying on my back. He pulled my legs up and laid them over his
arms. Then he leaned sown and started to kiss and lick my ass. He
tongue-fucked me and made me scream. Then, he pulled my hips into the air
and positioned his shaft of lust at my muscle ring.  I was plenty ready at
this point, so he shoved himself in with a lunge and buried his cock inside
me. In this position my prostate was getting a great workout, as Sai's big
mushroom cap rubbed back and forth against it. He pumped me slow at first,
often pulling completely out and then plunging back in with a plunge. We
were both able to withstand a much longer fuck this time. The second fuck
is always the best, I always say. He used my pussy as his and I gave it to
him completely. When it was finally time, Sai looked me in the eyes,
smiled, and said, "I hope you're having fun." Then he Pumped me fast and
hard, and let loose an explosion of cum. I think it was more than the first
load. I tried desperately to hold it inside me, but I felt some of leaking
out. Sai reached down and started stroking my hard cock and he stroked hard
and fast, he was brutal to me. He wanted me to cum and he was the boss. He
fist-fucked my cock and I felt it getting ready. I threw my head back and
Sai pulled out of my and slammed his mouth over my cock. I immediately
spewed my hot cum into his eager mouth. When I had shot my load, Sai leaned
down and licked his cum out of my ass crack. He came back and swallowed my
softening cock into his cum-filled mouth. The sensation was incredible. His
mouth was full of hot cum from both of us and he was swirling it around on
my already spasming cock. I was going crazy, but he wouldn't stop!  When I
thought my head would explode, Sai moved to my mouth, I opened my lips and
he drained all of that cum down my open throat. I had never tasted anything
so sweet.

We both collapsed on the bed and, the next thing I knew, I woke up with Sai
spooning me and it was 2:00AM. We both had to work in the morning and I
needed to go home. I squirmed out of his arms and got dressed. Then I
walked to the bed and leaned in to kiss Sai goodbye. He half-opened his
eyes and said, "Goodnight, beautiful! Don't you dare lose my card and you
better meet me for lunch tomorrow."

I left his apartment and drove home to my empty place. I stripped and
flopped into bed, all alone. I knew it was going to be a rough day tomorrow
with no sleep, but I didn't care. My cock was still trembling, and I still
had Sai's business card for next time.

The End