Misc. Erotica Room No.69

[Blue Bull]

This real life experience happened to me three years ago. At that time I had just started working in a shoe-making factory in Tamilnadu, as an accountant. I was twenty-four and had no experience in matters of sex, whatsoever. I mean, I used to think about having sex and I used to masturbate. But I had never had any real experience with a woman. For one thing, I was shy. Another, I abhorred the very thought of having sex with a prostitute. But sexual desire in me was there in plenty. I was masturbating almost every night, and I was also wondering if that was affecting my health adversely. I was a friendly guy at my workplace. Everyone liked me because I had a good sense of humor. Since I was from Kerala, I was not able to speak Tamil well. But I was picking up fast. There was one other malayalee in our company, a boy of nineteen called Shiju. He ran errands and did odd jobs. He was from a poor background. He was not a talkative person. And, even though we belonged to the same state, we were not friends. We just knew each other, that’s all. From my side, I had never let him feel that I was keeping a distance from him because I was an accountant and he was a mere laborer in the factory. The fact was that he was not friendly with anyone there. He was an aloof sort of creature.