Indian porn star

by Paul François

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“To fuck” is the first verb that God invented, procreation obliges. Almighty is not a twit, He fuckingly knows the 50 shades of grey, I mean gay. The scriptures talk of a snake enticing Eve to bite an apple. Bull shit! It’s all about a one-eye trouser snake who dreams of enticing Adam to bite him.

The oldest profession in the world is not prostitution, it’s man-to-man love. Do you really believe, as the Book of Genesis says, that Cain, the firstborn son of Adam and Eve, was a farmer, and his brother Abel, a shepherd? That they made sacrifices to God, each of his produce, but that God favored Abel? Bull shit again! They discovered their body’s twists and turns, enjoyed experimenting with their holes. You get the picture? It’s fuckingly obvious to me.

My professor of Biblical Studies tried to make us believe that Cain used a Y-shaped branch to locate ground water for his cattle. He said it was called a dowsing rod. There is not an ounce of truth in this statement. If Cain used a rod, it was the one between in two legs… to locate not water but saliva. That’s what I call a witching rod. And the biggest pull that this rod feels is definitely towards a male ass.

A guy’s cock is attracted to a guy’s behind. No “butt” about that! This is what we call a La Palice’s truth, utterly obvious as a nose on a face, or a nose in a sweaty crack, for that matter, lol. Even though it’s obvious, it doesn’t mean that it’s always easy to get. Society likes to put up barriers… which can be overcome thanks to sex-dating services offered for both young and older men. My friend Maurice, 66, 6’2” (189 cm), 198 lbs (89,8 kg), is from Toronto, and he joined a site called Salt and Pepper Daddies, where thousands of under-35 men look for over-55 men, and vice versa.

Maurice’s profile text indicates that he is a professional writer, a former book publisher and arts manager, a romantic guy. But since people want to hear more about possible encounters on this site, he attacks directly: “Looking for a man with whom I can first cuddle, hug and kiss before heading to the bedroom. Leader in bed, I like to caress a crotch in a jockstrap (will lend you one), massage your tight buns, frott before stripping you naked, then suck your cock, enjoy 69, gradually lick and chew your balls and slide my tongue in your ass to rim you with frenzy. Can spank you if desired.

I like the smell of virility; clean but sweaty ass is the best perfume! White, Black or Asian asses drive me crazy! You are a little submissive, you like dirty talk, you are cut or uncut (I'm cut), you can wear tight jeans (more exciting if you enjoy spanking), the best you can offer me is your rose bud to rim. If you want me to eat your ass, chat or exchange views, please leave a message.”

The site offers chat rooms and that’s where Maurice met Bill Arse. People use pseudonyms on this kind of meeting ground. The profile text and pic serve as a hook to lure a prey. Bill Arse is 25, 5’4” (163 cm), from Hong Kong, and defines himself as bottom, oral versatile. Maurice is top and his mouth has a tendency to take the lead. Good match. Bill’s profile indicates that he’s looking for a daddy to control his life. One pic shows a cute dude completely naked except for a black plastic pouch. Another one zeroes in on a tantalizing dark anus. That immediately triggers Maurice to invite Bill Arse to join him in chat room 1:

- I want to lick your fucking hot body and discover the hidden fruit! How come you look so damn tasty?
- Wanna find out, daddy? Come and get me!
- I’m from Toronto and you’re in Hong Kong. You seem pretty hairy for an Asian punk.
- That’s because I’m Indian, daddy.
- Great, all Indian guys I’ve met were tasty.
- I prepare nice spicy dish for daddy.
- Hope the main course is not to long, tight back-door here.
- Only 6.5 inches (16,5 cm).
- That’s not a pistol, it’s closer to a bazooka.
- Lol.
- I like to lick and chew a mushroom, cut or uncut?
- Cut, daddy. Can you make me a porn star?
- Not so quickly, young man! One step at a time. You first have to remove the plastic pouch and put on a jockstrap, preferably red.
- No problem, will find it and will look great in it.
- Your ass will be nicely framed for a good spanking.
- Mmmmm!
- Daddy likes to dive his tongue in a pink ass. He can eat son of a bitch’s rose bud for breakfast, lunch, dinner and midnight snack.
- It’s all yours, already blossoming for your sweet tooth. Then you make me a porn star?
- What’s this fad about porn celebrity?
- I want to parade in Hong Kong with daddy, dressed in latex, in rubber, in leather, no more plastic. I had a master who forced me to wear it all the time, but now I want stylish garments that everyone can admire and photograph.
- World star Bill Arse! I know it’s not your real name.
- Yeah, I’m Sunny
- Doesn’t sound Indian to me.
- OK, Aditya is my first name, it means “sun”, you can call me Adi.
- I prefer Aditya, sounds more exotic, a bit ecstatic too, not to say erotic!
- I think daddy is TICking for me, lol.
- Of course, honey. So, when do you visit me in sunny Toronto?
- Can’t say right now, pretty far as you said.
- Well, a star shines, prove it by sending me a pic of your glowing dick.
- And what do I get in return?
- I will write a story about you. Your road to celebrity passes by the Gay Demon Inferno!

Maurice did receive a collection of cock and ass pics. He enlarged and plastered them on the right side of his bed with proper lightning. Maurice jerked off while admiring this stellar display of Atharv’s jewels. He then dipped his pen in the creamy nectar and started to write the short story you have just read.

by Paul François

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