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Shanish, Damian and Me - A nearly true story

by: <Souillac2017 at protonmail.com>

The End of a beautiful time

EPILOG :

The good and beautiful times in my backyard, filled with familiarity, closeness, secureness, affection and love (and yes, sex), led to the idea of a settled and permanent place for such open, intimate behavior. A place where one was allowed to be gay and live it. Not as a club for members only, but as a small hotel on an enclosed property, open to all who were interested.
Especially: open also for non-conformist tourists - The running costs have to be paid somehow.
Any LGBTIAQ ... but only couples!
A place where couples feel comfortable and can behave freely and informally. Without any constraints - that will also include clothing. Nobody HAS to be nude, but also HAS not be dressed Except in areas with public access, such as the lobby, or the combined bar / cafeteria.

These plans for an LGBT-friendly resort, managed and operated by our "Shamrock" (as the four of us were most recently called),
were detailed and fully thought out and finalized.

A possible location (not too far away from the beach and the next village) was found on a previously unused part of the family property. Actual it was a small sugar cane field with not much plants. Too small for a good harvest.
Advantage of this land: It could be easily connected to the public supplies (Electricity, water, sewerage, gas etc.).
The access would be made by a solid gate, separating the area from an almost hidden dirt lane in the sugar cane fields leading to a public road. Not a big, written advertisement at the junction, but a multicolored pole or a unique flag.

An architect friend of Pavan's had already drawn up a design for the house and designed a plan of the rooms.
With strict separation between private areas for the four of us, areas for hotel guests and common, public areas. The lawn for sunbathing bordered with bushes and flowers. He was even able to squeeze a small kidney-shaped pool into a corner of the property.
The rough layout was fine for us "shamrocks".

A lot of work would be done by ourselves, friends or members of our extended circle of friends.
(You know how it is: you know someone, who knows someone, who can ...)

The financial side of the project was also calculated and planned. It would be mainly covered by our own money, a financial grant for young entrepreneurs from the state and less by bank loans. We wanted to start making the necessary applications and obtaining the required permits the following year after my stay.

Unfortunately, life's paths often change unexpectedly depending on the whims of the gods and things turn out MUCH differently than we unworthy ones expected and planned.

After this great and emotional stay, I surprisingly got a higher position in my company after my return and I could not travel for such a long time at a stretch. As a result, the stays on this island became much shorter, only two or three weeks instead of months.
At least I was able to see all my friends again. In different configurations we also had some parties - unfortunately never again a "pizza party" with all my friends at the same time.
Of course I took care of the hormone levels of my two special darlings to balance it out. But the stays were too short for "adventures" and activities, as I have told in the other chapters.

What pained me most was that we couldn't continue with our hotel project - I would have had to be there myself.
Unfortunately, someone else didn't have the organisational talent or the necessary overview for such a big project.

I would have loved to be a hotel manager and to become old in this paradise, surrounded by my two darlings and our other friends.

x-x-x-x

Now let's see what happened to the rascals of friends after I left the "Paradise"

Today's communication facilities have kept me in constant touch with islanders some 10,000 km away.
In the beginning, when I was on the island on business, the connections worked with analogue technology. Bumpy, with stuttering and fading sound or interfered by users in an other channel. It was often difficult to reach and call anyone at all because there was no free channel. Internet or other digital communication was not yet established or widespread.
In contrast to today: now it's almost like talking to each other in the same room - even as a video-call .
(it was totally Sci-Fi and only possible in "Startrek" in the past).
The contacts never broke off and we could continue to share our lives with each other.

A brief overview of what has became of them:

-> SHANISH - By the grace of the gods, my beloved got a student visa to a neighboring state of my country.
After his business studies he decided to stay there and did not return to the island.
But he got back into the hotel business, worked his way up from clerk and now manages a hotel in the state's capital.
We are separated by a short flight time and are able to see each other often - when our work schedules and appointments allow.
That's at least 5...6 times a year.

The bond between PAVAN and DAMIAN had changed and strengthened after what had happened. No longer just little brother and big brother, but a younger and older Partner on an equal footing.
We also discovered that they spent a lot more time together than they had in the past. From the way and what they talked about, Shanish and I speculated that they had most likely also enjoyed a few private "nights" in Pavan's staff room at the hotel.

-> PAVAN is by now the "maitre" of the restaurant in this hotel, but sometimes still likes to do the service at the tables. Under his leadership, the hotel's former internal restaurant has become a well-known high-class restaurant and event venue.
His position also means that he no longer has to make do with the small and cramped staff room, but was assigned a small house near the hotel.
Damian often visited him at the hotel, and met his future partner at one of these organized social events.
Love wise? Well... let's say Pavan enjoys his freedom and opportunities. He has not entered into any permanent partnership and continues to be open (no pun !) to all genders and almost all ages, but prefers people younger than him.

-> DAMIAN is still VERY handsome and attractive, I often see him on his posted pictures on WhatsApp or in video calls. Yes, he is still "naughty" and needs his master from time to time to find his proper position again. In public he is a bit flamboyant / girly and almost always wears subtle makeup.
Damian also has no problems showing off his well-formed body. With cut-off shirts, sports bras made of elastic fabrics, or very tight stretch shorts that show his butt.
After working for a while as a helper in a textile factory, by chance (and connections) he became the head of the design department of another textile factory that produces for well-known brands.

SPOILER: From him I know that the logos are embroidered only at the end of the production of a garment. Crocodile, Breaking Wave, Three Stripes, Polo Player, Palm - it doesn't matter. You name it, it's sewn on. All in the same factory, with the same machines and with the same patterns. The logo alone causes the oh-so-different prices.

-> DAMIAN'S LOVER and counterpart finally became a flight attendant, 2 years older. The two plan to marry as soon as the strict and religious laws allow it.
No, his future husband is not the one in lingerie (Damian wears it), but HE knows how to use ropes, tie knots and how to make Damian "suffer".

Both of them are active in the PILS organization. (A non-state assistance for LGBTs, not only AIDS patients)
Damian is specialized in the everyday problems of older gay men (ehemm! No pun! I'm talking about shopping, writing to or visiting offices/public services, etc)
His partner tours schools with an information campaign about health and gender/sex-related topics when he is not flying or in the "basement".
Another "teacher" .... what a coincidence for Damian....

The others?

-> KAMAL & JAY moved in together. Of course, they were also forbidden by law to marry as they plan to do.
They share the house with two teenage boys, adopted(!) from the local branch of the "SOS Children's Village".
Perhaps I had once mentioned to K&J that I donate to this organization, and they apparently thought about it.
(Do you see the insanity in these laws? Gay marriages are not allowed, but a male couple can adopt and raise children !?)

Kamal was a successful swimmer for some summers and won many prizes and good money. Today he coaches and teaches swimming teams of different schools. Jay is the "housewife" of the two and makes the family of 4 work.

Hehe: Remember Kamal wanted Jay to cut his hair down there?
One day I got a message from Damian with "hidden" pictures. After unlocking it, I had a nice view of Kamal's goods and trimmed privates. Nice and accurate work by Jay.
I hope they had fun doing it!

-> NANDA, the guy who bound and decorated Shanish as in Japanese Kinbaku, became a normal, 'good boy'.
He married a girl of the same age, had 3 kids, now lives on the other side of the island and works in the glass factory there.
No idea how lewd he still is behind closed doors.
After Nanda moved with his family, Shanish or the others had no contact.
(at the beginning probably due to the bad local public transport and later due to forgetfulness).

-> RISHI (who got kicked between his legs) packed his bags and went to Australia for a job in the fishing industries.
With his emigration all contacts broke off.

-> PRETISH is a special case.
His desire to fight his urges by locking up his best piece himself led him to earn good money.
Not by selling his own body or anything else, but by selling "Adult Toys" and "Accessories".
- Yes, you read that right.
He finished school and university 'cum laude', became a pharmacist and opened his own drugstore and pharmacy in the capital.
Remember: At that time there was no proper and reliable internet. Amazon was selling only books, e-bay has been just founded and Alibaba will only come after the next "National People's Congress" in four years.
Additionally: Any "Adult Toy" was illegal according to the abstruse laws of this otherwise heavenly island.

He got his first cock cage (the one he had shown us at the pizza party) by unknown "gift post" from a close acquaintance in Hong Kong.
During a conversations with the later "Pharmacist Dr. Pretish" in my back garden, we agreed that I would contact my friends back home. They would send me "toys" from a well-known Flensburg erotic shop by marked company mail(!). This special mail was not checked by customs according to the laws - hehe.
Later I ordered them directly from internet stores with different order and delivery addresses (because I had one of the still rare internet access).
It was always a nerve-wracking wait to see if the package would clear customs unnoticed or be intercepted and opened.
With my help, he found new sources for his "hygiene products" corner and stocked it with basic items (need I elaborate?). His drugstore became very well known by word of mouth and a goldmine for Pretish. However, you had to ask specifically for these products and couldn't really pick and choose. It was usually just one brand of an item. They were sold "under the counter" in neutral packaging.

Privately, he also remained a loner and made use of the "opportunities" that came up by the corner of "hygiene products" to relieve himself.

-> SUNIL (who was sucked by Damain at the party) found a job as a cook in a local takeaway with Pavan's help.
At first, Sunil was only responsible for the various filled buns. But soon his ingenious combinations of fillings and spices attracted attention, and customers began asking specifically for the breads he prepared. The mobile roadside fast food stand grew and moved into a solid, small diner that still serves the owner and six employees today.
One of the young boys who washed dishes became his permanent friend.

-> NAVAN (who was nearly invisible at the party) left our "club" soon and we lost the contact to him. I hope, he is well and enjoys his life.

That's all, folks.

Friends, enjoy every moment of life - but stay safe and be careful.

SLAP :)) - "Thank you, SIR"