Ravi wrote a note of introduction a couple of months before I was due to arrive in Penang. He expressed interest in my travels and felt that I must have met many people of interest on my journey. I appreciated that sense of wonder from a forty year old man. We began corresponding and he sent a full length clothed picture, similar to the one he had posted on the website listing. I sensed that he might be shy or conservative, but in both pictures, he was openly smiling and the energy suggested a man who was comfortable with who he was. That increased my interest. The picture that he sent in email, was from a wedding and he was dressed in Indian formal clothing which was very attractive.
After I got settled into my place in Penang which was on the 18th floor of an older high rise building, I sent him a note declaring that I was available for the next ten days. He declared that he had a couple of days off coming up and we made a plan. He suggested that he could take me around on his motor bike. I had never ridden nor been on the back of a motor bike and so I had some anxiety on this issue, but I noted that all of the old people in Southeast Asia were on bikes all of the time and I should just suck it up Brooklyn style and do it. I agreed to his plan and told him that I was going to Penang Hill the day before which was one of his thoughts. He then suggested the botanic garden which I thought was a fantastic idea since I wanted to see it and it was a very far walking distance.
The day came and Ravi alerted me to his arrival. I came downstairs to see that same delightful, youthful smile on a slender built man next to a blue motorbike. He was wearing shorts and a tee shirt while I was in long jeans and a short sleeved dress shirt. We shook hands and he provided me with a helmet which I had requested. I had informed him that I was a novice and so he took care to show me how to get on and where to put my feet. He got on the bike and started it up before I gingerly climbed aboard and found my position. Fortunately, this included holding onto his slender waist from behind. I had to learn how not to bump helmets since it was a significant increase of space that my helmeted head occupied.
He was a very careful rider and I sensed that some of that was for my comfort and some was just his way. He didn’t rush and wasn’t crazy like many I had witnessed in all Asian and European countries where bikes go everywhere including the sidewalks. I was glad that we were starting out after the morning traffic. Since I had been to the Hill the day before, I knew where we were going. As we went by a large temple, I pointed it out and Ravi pulled over slowing the bike into the parking lot. He wasn’t sure if we could be there, but no one came out so we parked and walked around. This was a colorful Hindu temple and he showed me the path that pilgrims would take to climb the 932 steps to the shrine where one made homage. I knew that was not a good climb for me at my elevated age. As we were leaving, I noted that there was a large electronic messaging board on the side of the temple and stopped to take a picture because it was a unique comment on modern times and religion.
We continued a short distance to the botanical garden which was lush and verdant with a multitude of green shades. There was a delightful lily pond with benches where we stopped to chat which turned out to be a very long conversation. I asked one of my usual questions about when his parents stopped asking about marriage. He declared openly that he was an orphan and so didn’t have any oversight in that way. His mother had died from an accident when he was only six years old and his father died from a cancer three years after that. The extended family didn’t take him in, but let him be placed in an orphanage, where he stayed until he was 19.
I was amazed by his story and that he was so willing to tell me about his challenging past. I didn’t choose to pry further but changed the conversation to religion and asked if he were Hindu. He declared that he was more of a Buddhist and believed in caring about people and the planet. It was important to be kind and gentle to all life. I very much related to his expression since I was of the same feeling. I did my best to pay attention to all forms of life including the smaller ones.
To my surprise, a bee landed on the upper thigh of my long denim pants. At this point I was very happy that I had on the more protective long pants. I didn’t panic and didn’t brush the bee away, but pointed out to Ravi how I was being greeted by this small brave creature who landed on the enormous giant. I opened my palms and provided the bee with some gentle Reiki energy and the bee slowed until deciding that it was enough and flew away a minute later. The bee returned twice to that same spot over the time that we sat on that bench and each time I provided the requested energy to the bee. It was a very Buddhist interaction which impressed Ravi and I could tell that he was becoming interested in me as a person. His smile was always so attractive.
The lily pond was a beautiful and calm spot for us to sit and learn more about each other. Only a few others visited during the time we sat there and I think that they sensed we were having a tranquil time and didn’t remain. I asked Ravi if he had had any relationships and he declared that he had friends but he hadn’t ever had a live in relationship and that he wanted one, but it didn’t seem to come to him. This was one of the great challenges of being gay in a Muslim country where people were still very hidden. He knew that he was only attracted to older men which was not surprising given that he had grown up without a father in his teenage years.
He decided that it was time for lunch and I knew that he had a place in mind for me to enjoy. Hawker food was the cheapest and best way to eat in Penang for just two or three US dollars. We went for a short distance on the bike and pulled into a parking spot where there were five simple stalls providing food and beverages. He directed me to one that made spicy noodles and I was happy to have him place an order for me. I also got a bottle of water which was important for keeping hydrated in the 95 degree weather. He obtained the same food but got a type of tea drink. The food was amazing and we were enjoying ourselves with smiles and good energy. There weren’t many people since it was the later part of the lunch period and we were able to sit at a table outside with no one able to hear us talk. They might not have understood our English conversation anyway.
I often asked very personal questions and I couldn’t hold back anymore since Ravi had been so open with me. I asked if he minded a very personal question and he laughed openly and bravely replied, “Go ahead.” “How was it in the orphanage?” I asked gently. He gave a good exhale at a question that may have not been asked in a very long time given that it was more than twenty years ago. He informed me that life was difficult and included physical punishments that would be considered extreme today. I asked if that included sexual abuse and he more quietly and sheepishly affirmed that awful truth as well. I had such compassion for this young man who had had such a difficult childhood and yet developed into a very kind and giving man with a warm energy. It must have been a difficult transformation following his exodus from that terrible ten years of life. My instinct toward discretion and maybe even tenderness won out over my bull in a china shop curiosity to ask the numerous intrusive questions that were being birthed in my brain. I closed the door to this subject for the time being.
He changed the topic and declared that there was a dish that I needed to try so he ordered it and we split the two dollar cost when it arrived. Earlier, I had paid the five dollars for both our lunches. These were small thin pancakes that were rolled around a spicy filling of turnip and carrot. They were delicious and healthy.
He informed me that the park area behind where we were sitting was a gay cruising area and I commented that it was all very open and visible. He declared that there had been a toilet building but they had taken it down so now men would just meet here at night and then go somewhere else.
I invited him to come to my place and we returned to our adventure on his motorbike where I was now quite comfortable. The difference this time was that I had a tremendous urge to lift my hands above his slender waist and massage his chest from behind. I was very attracted to him and wanted to touch more. I knew that that was not acceptable behavior and fought back the urge. I escorted him to my location which had great views from the kitchen and bedroom. The kitchen view was across the river to the mainland and the bedroom view was of the city with the hills in the background. The scene was quite beautiful and Ravi declared that he had never been in a place like this.
I no longer had to hold back my sexual drive and stood behind him while my hands reached around and massaged his chest. He leaned back into me and relaxed, knowing that what we both desired would take place. He turned around and looked me in the eyes with longing and desire. Our lips touched gently and then passion took over with the kissing becoming more intense. He undid the buttons on my shirt and rubbed his face into my smooth chest. He placed one of my nipples into his warm mouth and sucked it with sensual passion. He moved to the other nipple and my hands caressed the back of his head and held him close to me.
A part of me wanted to be the protective adult that he had missed in his childhood. I pulled him up and kissed him sweetly on the lips before I pulled his shirt up so that it could come off over his head. He readily complied and I sucked on his nipples hungrily. There was a big dark tuft of hair between those nipples and I rubbed my face into that area to take in his scent. I dropped lower and pulled his shorts down exposing the big bulge in his underwear. I rubbed my face against the stiffness and he held my head from behind. I gently released his hard cock and saw that the dark meat was about six inches with some thickness. He would be a tasty dessert following our spicy lunch. I teased the tip of his uncut cock and he already had some precum for me to taste. It was sweet and warm on my spicy lips. I slid my mouth further down and engulfed the full length to its base. He held my head firmly in place as he gently slid in and out of my mouth in a most sensual way. Ravi was such a gentle lover and I assumed that it had been some time since he had been naked with a man.
I decided that it was time to be fully naked in the bedroom and he followed me there. I was the only one who still had clothes to remove which I did quickly. We lay naked in the bed face to face with our cocks pointing toward each other like opposing army’s guns. He gently pushed me onto my back and lowered himself to my chest where he placed sweet kisses all the way to my cock which became more aroused as he got nearer. He took me in with one large mouthful and my dick found the back of his hot mouth. He slowly pumped up and down on my dick with increasing pressure and I rubbed his dark hair as he did so. I was almost ready to cum so I pulled back and reversed myself so that I could suck his cock while he took mine. Now we were both fully engaged in the sexual act and enjoying the taste and smell of the other.
Ravi began to squeeze my ass cheeks and push harder with his cock into my mouth. His middle finger began to tease my opening with rounding movements that stimulated the anal nerve endings. I longed to feel him inside me. He may have sensed my desire and rolled me over so that I was now face down with my ass exposed to his face. He kissed each of my ass cheeks and dropped some saliva onto my opening. His finger stretched my opening to get ready for something bigger. He reached my prostate and pressed hard which pushed my cock into the mattress creating some precum of my own.
He straddled my naked body and rubbed his very hard shaft back and forth along my ass crack. He rubbed his cock head on my opening and pressed down to stretch my anal muscles. He was going to feel so good. He popped the head of his cock inside and then took it back. He did this a number of times and each time I longed for him to slide in all the way for me to feel the full length of his manhood. Finally, he did just that and I gasped from the intimacy that now totally joined us in a sexual dance of abandon.
Ravi lost his own control at this point and just pumped my ass with his hard cock until I felt him flood me with his cum. There was so much cum that I felt it leak out of me and onto my balls. I was so pleased to feel this vibrant man give me all of himself so that he had to collapse onto me with his firm body. His breathing came in gulps as he continued to have orgasmic aftershocks and more cum came leaking from my flooded hole. I loved feeling his weight resting on me after orgasm, but he was so slender that there was not the usual weight to support. I sunk into the mattress and we continued to be one in body and spirit. In thought and emotion, we had joined in the most intimate way of giving of ourselves as fully as we might.
Eventually, he rolled off and I turned over so that we were now both looking at the ceiling. “Thank you,” he sighed as he reached down and began to stroke my dick. I was no longer hard, but he made sure that I was hard in no time as he moved his head to my nipple and used his teeth to nibble and bite giving me pain and pleasure at the same time. The sensual stimulation he provided led me to orgasm quickly and soon my cock was spewing cum onto my chest. I joyously felt the warm fluid pumping out and landing. My breathing was labored and I gave a shout of exit at the same time my sperm chose to release. “Wow!” he declared as he looked at the huge mess on my chest. “That was amazing!” he declared while his shining eyes looked into mine and we both smiled openly at each other.
He climbed on top and spread my cum between us, increasing the sharing experience as I held him close to me, wanting to give him as much of me as I could. We stayed like that for some time without speaking, just taking in the scent and breathing of each other, finding comfort now that passion had subsided.
He declared that he would need to go soon and I was loath to let him go. I expressed my hope to have more time with him while I was in Penang for the next five days. I also hoped but did not express that I hadn’t pushed him too far in my questions and caused him to open a wound that didn’t want to be opened.
We put on our clothes and chose to say our farewells in the condo, since we would both want to be more physical than society would allow if we said goodbye at his motorbike. We hugged and kissed as though we had known each other for a time, but it was just a day. A day that would forever hold meaning and compassion for another human who had suffered way more than one should.