When we got home we fucked until I fell into an exhausted sleep. The next morning over coffee Candy asked, "Where do we go from here?"I must have stil... had a head full of sleep because I didn't know what she was asking, "What do you mean?"She looked me right in the eye and said, "You have fantasies of me fucking another man and I'm curious about what another man would be like. Are we going to do it?"I had looked at her, the surprise evident on my face, and mumbled "I don't know."She watched me. I always felt that Navi, was never really comfortable with chatting about it. My job took me away from home for three months, and upon my return, we had to move from Birmingham to London. We were no longer close to family and we no longer always had guests. The best thing about our new house was not only its size, but also the fact that the boys too now had their own rooms and would be asleep by 9pm. Navi and I suddenly found ourselves, having far more time with each other that ever before. I. We used to play shuttle and foot ball in evening play ground,once i noticed that his touches on me is different and very soft to me i just ignored as its nothing.One day during night study he stayed in my home,i just showed him the guest room to stay for night.During sleep my room door opened suddenly its rajesh,he said that he feels uncomfortable to sleep in that room so i shared my bed with him,”during mid-night i feel strangely and just woke up little and felt something on my belly and its. I berated myself softly asking aloud, ‘What the hell have you’ve gotten yourself into this time you knot head?’ A memory flashed into my mind to the last time I heard those exact words. It was Christmas break of my sophomore year. My father had asked me that right before I told him and my mother the truth that I was gay. I felt my cheeks flushing hotly remembering my hurt and anger as he tossed me into night off our front porch. He told me with steely finality from his perch atop the steps not.