It took time for me to settle beside my mother now slowly I placed my hand on boobs and started pressing my woke up and thought it was dad and told wh...t took u so long I did not talk with mom she told not to make sound Raj will wake up. I was sucking her right boob and pressing left boob but didn’t kiss her otherwise she will get doubt after playing with her boobs I slowly removed the langa (witch girls wearer inside the sari) and inserted my finger in the crack hole the juices were flowing. It was a time when I ‘came out’ to family and also a time when I discovered the nightlife of the gay world.In that discovery came tales of hook-ups with various guys of all ages, backgrounds, and races. Being a Black guy myself I often gravitated to other men of color but never closed the door to other races.Some experiences were good. Some were not so good. But all of them were experiences that helped formulate the ideas and attitudes I have today.Let’s start with how I discovered my identity. It seems when we do, it always ends up in an argument.Near the end of my senior year, my sister was getting ready to head off to college after working a year.She decided to throw a party with her friends while our mother was at work.Mom worked a second job at a restaurant/bar to pay the bills. I also worked at the restaurant, but not usually as late.My mom and I had to work a Friday. I worked 6 to 10 and mom 5 to midnight. This gave my sister the opportunity to have her party without worry. "I fucking told you not to cum on her face. What part of that didn't you grasp?" I asked, putting my palms out. "I'm sorry, babe, it just happened," he confessed, catching his breath. Then they both went down and cuddled together. I just stood there with raised eyebrows and my hands out. "What the fuck? Are you two seriously pretending I'm not here? Ted, are you cuddling with her right after you did the one thing I told you not to do?" "I guess, I'm sorry. You splattered her face a minute ago,.