Khakibum: The 'buzz' which Indian men give me.

Tuesday, 8 June 2021

The 'buzz' which Indian men give me.

I've talked a number of times over the years of how, if we had to vote on who were the hottest guys on the planet, my choice would easily be Indian men - and by the length of a long, stretched-out foreskin. Furry men especially, preferably bearded, which puts Indian Sikhs right at or near the top of my list, as so many of them have hairy faces. Pity that in England Sikhs are a relative rarity to see in the flesh, unless one is in particular metropolitan areas.

And here's the kind of guy my tongue hangs out for........

I've only 'known' very few Sikh men, and if these were anything to go by, they are pretty relaxed about sexuality - though of course I've only known gay ones. I do also prefer them to keep their turbans on during sex even if we're naked in bed. It feels like they're a different 'animal', if you know what I mean.

But it doesn't have to be only Sikhs. For me most mature Indian men are 'hotties' to varying degrees - like the following fine specimens........

Why I've always had this yearning for Indian men for as long as I can remember is uncertain, but having been born in India and coming to England when I was still little more than a baby, there's no doubt that in my very early formative years I'd have been aware of various Indian men going in and out of our family home, and that's probably when this 'buzz' began

I've written before of how, being of European descent and this being in the sunset years of the 'British Empire', my family had a small retinue of Indian 'servants' - it seems almost shameful to use the term now - only one of whom was male. I've only ever seen one photo of this group, which included this teenage boy, almost certainly a 'dalit' (or 'untouchable' as they were unfairly and cruelly termed in those days) who, among other things, used to empty our toilets. In this picture he seemed to be mid-teens and was sheepishly looking down at the ground while the sari-clad women were looking straight at, even smiling at, at the camera. My mother owned the photo but since her death it seems to have got lost. I'd so much like to have posted it here. I've written before of how, given what this young man will have been wearing in this b/w photo - the standard man's workwear 'uniform' of k.d. shirt and shorts in that era, the late 1940s - and he going in and out of our house probably daily, this was what sowed the seeds of my lifelong 'k-fetish' - and I put forward the possibility that this young guy had, when I was still a baby. 'interfered' with me while so dressed in his daily working clothes - which, if he'd had badges on his shirt and was given a 'necker' to wear, he could have been assumed to have been a boy scout! For all I know he might even have changed my nappy (diaper), all my memories of India having vanished, if they were ever there. If anything did happen to me which gave rise to my lifelong fetish it must have been to me exclusively as it's abundantly clear that no one else in my family shares or shared the same attraction. If I'm wrong and the 'k' seed was sown by some other experience then I apologise to his memory, but I can't think of anything else for its origin. If this is indeed the case I do not blame that youth for how things turned out. I value my very rare trait. But it simply must have come from somewhere in my first 2-3 years. To say, as some have suggested, that whatever experience it was what made me gay is absurd. I would have been so whatever had happened or not happened to me as a baby.

To round off my Indian journey here are a few more pics which make my willy twitch - and sometimes more than just that..........

Aren't they all just so fuckin' BEAUTIFUL!!!

But I can't let the subject go without once more posting my all-time favourite Indian pic, one which I've published several times before but which still gives me a 'tingle' like no other I've seen.

What does it most of all for me is the state of this lucky sucker's cock. It's so hard the shaft looks like there's a rod of steel inside it, indicating that the young man isn't just doing this for money, but he seriously fuckin' loves sucking cock, and he's being given another super-hard one to suck on ! Christ! If ever there was somewhere you needed on which to strike a match, it's his hoosie!!! Such a fuckin' turn-on it is!