Six eyes - A real story (JOHN PAUL)

Note: This is a 100% true account of a person's life. When you read or comment please keep that in mind. One of the worst incidents I have ever heard in my life.

"I will be there in half an hour."
"Fine"
"Are you sure that your room is free?"
"Absolutely. Make it fast." Siva replied with uncontrollable irritation as he cut the call.

He then started to text, "Half an hour"

Sending to Anna............

Yes. That is how he stored his partner's name. Is he really a partner? Technically the answer would be a big NO. But Sam preferred his name to be stored and called in that way only, as he doesn't want the two other roommates to find anything fishy between Sam and Shiva.

Shiva, a physiotherapy student in government college is now busy with his final year internship. A young boy with a big question about future. The only thing he is so sure about all his life is the fact that he is a pure gay. Sam is 10 years older than Shiva and has probably seen a hundred men before meeting him. Almost all those hundred men have either married  a woman or are about to marry women while enjoying with every possible Tom's Dick they could find in their hurry. Sam who is an engineer and a devout Christian chose to sin on all the 6 days as he has to reserve Sunday for his 'God'.

Shiva grew more restless. Suddenly his throat started experiencing pin pricks. The two litres of water he drunk in the past one hour had already made its way out through his uncontrolled sweat and gallons of urine. He tried to distract his mind by watching his favorite cartoons but to no avail. The pangs of reality took a complete toll on his nervous system.

"Tud tud..." a heavy noise as if someone was forcefully trying to enter that bachelor's fort by striking with a log on that pathetic door.

With a rocketing of adrenaline, Shiva rushed to the door only to find Sam standing with a relaxed face.

"Shiva. What happened? Why do you sweat like an old man? Have bath first."

"Is it really necessary?"

"See. I know what is best for you. I will never do anything that harms you. Do you believe me or not?"

"But........"

Just before he could complete, Sam clutched his hands and gave him a blue pill.

"Take it now. Will start to act within one hour."

"I know."

"Love you dear. I am gonna sleep in bedroom. I will keep the door locked. I have already made calls to Tarun and Irfan. They are watching movie in Skywalk. You have got 3 hours from now."

Bathroom........

Shiva blasted into a stream of tears the moment he opened the shower. Well. What else could one do? He is a boy who lived his life with dignity most of the times. He got approached by many deserving men for sex before the advent of Sam. It is his fate to have ended up with Sam, a Christian who believes that he can pray away the Gay and is hopeful of settling with a woman next month with the blessings of his family. He could not be fully blamed for being bad as like any other prostitute on earth he has a huge melodramatic flashback to justify his behavior. Anyhow Shiva got tricked by the good nature of Sam and started loving him from the word go. As for Sam he thought of Shiva just like the other men who entered his life and spent his days with Shiva with the maximum possible sexual exploits with an occasional 'I love you' to keep Shiva motivated.

As he took the Tedibar soap to apply in his face Shiva could no longer bear the bitterness spit by his heart. This is a special soap purchased recently by Sam for Shiva. Shiva has an oily skin that is prone to acne outbursts which left indelible marks in his otherwise handsome face.

He could not help but remember that day of purchase. Sam took him to a skin specialist who prescribed this soap and a few other creams. While waiting to get the soap from pharmacy Sam made a senseless remark to Shiva. "On the positive note you should thank God for giving you acne and pigmentation. That is why you were spared from sleeping with many men. See. Many gays love to kiss a guy only with a clear skin." Shiva could no longer bear the shame. When his colleagues and friends mocked him for this issue he could take it sportively. But Sam? After all these years? Shiva left the spot immediately. Sam chased him and made innumerable excuses for his tongue roll but the intended as well as unintended damage has already been done.

After bath Shiva relaxed his tender body under fan with only a towel to his waist. He opened Planetromeo in his mobile and started to check his messages.

"Nice cock" "When will you **** me?" "Love you dear"

 These are the only things that could bring a little smile to Shiva these days. Once he made a vow to give his body only to his partner. It fell into the wrong hands which took pictures of him and posted them in  PR. "Shiva. There is nothing like being a gay. You have got a lengthy cock. You can become a bisexual. Try to fuck few bottoms and you are all done." Sam kept on doing this brainwashing for the past few months and finally Shiva gave up. What else could a guy do when he is full of suicidal intentions?

He chose a wrong person who used him only for sex . Two years of acne problem and one year of pigmentation issues. Mocked by almost every human in his surrounding for his looks and for his soft attitude which got misinterpreted as being feminish. It was too much for anyone of his age to handle. Just when he was beaming with suicidal ideas Sam found it to be a wonderful ground for cultivating bisexual thoughts. "When you fuck a person your mind gets relieved. You will be prepared for your marriage also."

A mild knock at the door.

When Shiva opened the door he was a bit taken aback by the image that stood in front of him. He is well built and looked manly.

"Hello. Shall I?"

"Yep. Please come in."

Shiva could barely speak. However he managed.

"Water?"

"No thanks. Just switch off the light."

"That soon?"

"Then what?"

"You said you're a bottom. Are you really?"

"Ah.. That's your issue eh? Show me your dick. If it is like the one in your profile you can use me as bottom."

The blue pill began its work. The visitor was left astonished.

"I know. Slim guys always have lengthy ones. I will be your bottom for another one hour. It is up to you now."

Shiva could no longer speak.

SWITCH OFF T LI8

OPEN UR BRIEF 2

After ten minutes....

DO N DINING TABLE

PUT NI8 LAMP

An hour passed. The visitor got extremely pleased.

"How could you hold it up for an hour? Good stamina buddy."

Shiva was profusely sweating. He just replied in one words to all the queries.

"See you next week Shiva. I will surely come again."

"Bye"

Shiva locked the room and sat in the chair as if he was stupefied by some Potter's spell.

Sam opened the bedroom's door.

"Why did you kiss him?"

Shiva kept on looking at his mobile phone.

"You dog. Why did you kiss him? What the $#%% are you looking in your mobile?" shouted Sam as he snatched it away.

ANNA: PUT NI8 LAMP.

Delete message? YES/NO.

Sam immediately pressed the YES button.

"Sorry Shiva. Since it is your first time I thought I could give a little guidance. That's why I had to send all those messages while you are doing."

Shiva kept his mum. Sam took out his mobile and shoved right in front of his face.

"See. These are my pics. See. See how I sweated and got horrified on watching you having sex with other person. See my face." Sam showed him 5 selfies of himself registering horror in that old face. "Do you think that I enjoy sending you to other men and see your sexual activity with them? Definitely no. I was watching it only to prevent you from getting harmed. What if the other person turned out to be a cheater? Only only only to safeguard you and guide you I was looking through the hole in that door. I am not a heartless fellow. I love you too. But this society will accept us only if we marry a woman. See. Now you have got the confidence to fuck. Now you can marry a girl too if you want. I have done only good for you. But I can't tolerate seeing my partner kissing another person."

Shiva gave a cold stare and replied, "But you can tolerate seeing your partner fucking someone else in front of your eyes. Right?"

"No. No. That is only for your practice. I will always love you. You don't understand my good intentions. You want to project me as a bad guy in this. OK. Do it. But I know that I have done good for you." Saying this Sam left that place. All Shiva could now hear was a door bang and dying footsteps of Sam who is making his way towards the local Church.

Shiva could still not recover from the shock. 'I have conducted a peep show. My sexual activity with another guy to the person I love. How did I do it?'.

Yes. How did he do such a perversion? A boy with moral values. A boy who has not slept with more than two gay men in his entire life so far. A person with a firm belief in gay love and relationship.

Shiva entered the bedroom. When he looked at the mirror his pigmented face started to torment him even more. Yes. As you expected, he broke the mirror. He threw all the religious books from that cupboard. All books of Sam. Suddenly his glance went towards the basket. Two tissue papers were lying crumbled in it. Shiva took it by the tip of his fingers. Semen. The two tissue papers were soaked in Semen. He doesn't need any forensic examination to tell that it belonged to Sam.

Forgetting all his sorrows he began to laugh out aloud. "I did it only with good intentions" - the lines of Sam kept ringing in his minds as he threw the semen soaked tissues back into the basket.

Shiva's mobile chirped a few beeps....

It is Vinod. His casual visitor.

"Hello Shiva"

"Did you forget anything in the room?"

"No. I just called to make an offer."

"I don't understand."

"Don't act. I know everything. I saw a person from your bedroom watching us through the narrow slit in it. You were giving peep show to him right."

"I... I.."

"Hey. No problem. I liked it too. I just called to ask if I could watch a peep show of you and the person who poked his head from inside."

Shiva's mobile laid in pieces while Sam entered the room.

"What happened Shiva?" Sam tried to console Shiva who was soaking pillows with his hot tears.

Pushing away Sam's hands, Shiva shouted, "Don't call me by my name. Call me as prostitute."

"No dear. Don't worry. God will help us."

"Get away from me you b@#$%d. Am a prostitute. A call boy. A peep show presenter. An ugly face. Am a Gay. Am a Gay..........


If only Gods could hear.........................