I was only lucky to get him in my collection from a chat room of a gay web-site. As we started meeting, getting known to each other and having sex; he...opened up to me and told me of many of his sexual encounters and the family. He was born in South Africa to an Indian father and an American mother. His great grandfather had migrated from India to S Africa, over a 100 years ago and now were well established doing business of many items. His grandfather was the last man to be married to an Indian. “9,” he said and pointed towards his hard cock growing inside his undie. I looked at his meat and to be honest, it seemed quite big in his undie.By this time, we both knew what we wanted. I just thought something sexy and pretended to open the button of my shorts. “Kartik, Help me with this button. It’s not opening and it’s very hot,” I said. He immediately understood what I meant and what I wanted.He came very close to me and put his strong hands on my waist and felt my belly. Then he sat down. So, with the guys all flaked out, the girls and I were in my bedroom talking and laughing and stuff.At a pause in things, Jackie said, "Justin, I think it's time for your birthday present. But, you have to be blindfolded to get it." Um, sure."Jackie pulled out a blindfold and tied it around my head."Can you see anything?" Just dark." Okay, just stand still, don't move, okay? It's something we know you'll like, all right?"So, I'm standing there in my room, blindfolded, as I felt my shirt being. I felt strangely relieved. Like I'd avoided making a mistake. As I walked down the corridor, I remembered to look above each of the doors, to see what each room was called. They all had small signs over them, like the Medical Room. The first sign said "Class Room". It was on my left. I turned and looked up. "Auditorium". Then "Bath Room" on the left, and "Gym Room" on the right. Then just before the end of the corridor, there was "Training Room" on the left, and "Medical Room" on the right. I.