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There was a flash of light and, in an instant; I was not in my office anymore. A bunch of enormous and strong black men surrounded me. I could not understand what they were saying, but there was one guy who had taken an interest in me. He was bigger than the others and much younger as well.
I realized he was very immature and inexperienced when things started to heat up between us. I had to tutor him most of the stuff a man of his age was already supposed to know. I didn’t mind it because I had always wanted to help raise someone. I could not perceive one thing he said, but for what we both sought, words weren’t needed. I was more interested in his giant and raw member he had between his dense legs, and he seemed very much willing to let me have my way with him…
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My Dad's Friend
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I stared, I gulped, my heart skipped a hit, my stomach twisted and I can feel the butterflies, a linger and a cold chill ran and travelled through my vein, flowing through my blood like lava. The man before me was heavenly, I could barely look away. From the way his dark grey orbs stared back at me to the way his jet black hair fell spikingly on his shoulder, my whole body shuddered uncontrollably from the sensation growing in my system. My eyes trailed up to his keen jawline, his straight pointed nose, his tick, elongated eyebrows and eyelashes to his sinful, tempting, luscious lips. Consciously, I ran a over my lips but the sound of my dad clearing his throat pulled me out from my trace as a slightly jerked, feeling electrified. "Tristan, I went you to meet my friend, Dr Sean" My dad introduced the sexy, demigod man with that sinful body of his. I quivered again. "Sean, meet my son Tristan" Dad introduced me but my eyes remained cemented on him and I could swore I saw a spark in those dark orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me doubt if
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He invited me over for dinner and asked me to wear a kurta. We had only been virtual dating for a few weeks, and I was intrigued. I rummaged through my closet and grabbed a beautifully embroidered black kurta my dad got me from Pakistan the year before.
I showed up to find him wearing a kurta, too—albeit less flashy than mine. Ironically, out of the two of us, he was the one who had actually been to India. Two months as a Christian missionary. This tall, lanky white Southern man was smiling at me as he led me to the kitchen, where he started apologizing.
“I was trying to make you something Indian from a recipe…but I forgot to take the recipe with me when I went to the grocery store,” he started. “So, I’m just making something else from what I have.”
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To be honest, I’m not sure what he created that night, but the thoughtfulness was not clueless on me. After a slew of Grindr frogs who croaked “no fats, no femmes, no Asians,” here was this guy who not only loved my brownness but wanted me to embrace it, too.
Our love for the culture was one of many rea
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