Originally posted on 01/01/2014:

WHAT REALLY HAPPENED

OK. My boys call me up. Let's go to the club.

I'm like sure no prob, let's go.

Get to the club, pay $150 just to sit in the back with a bunch of dudes. Not much pussy unspoken for.

Order drinks.

Eyeing some drunk skanks. Invite them over.

Hi I'm Gilbert, what's your name.

Anita.

Hi Anita. Where you from?

India.

I thought so. Indian women have such an exotic look. So beautiful.

She rolls her eyes and asks if I have any food.

I buy her drinks and talk to her for a few minutes as she struggles to stay awake. Suddenly.....

"I'm gonna go dance with my friends now."

OK by me. I follow her.

She falls and starts gyrating on floor like a sloppy punjab.

"10.....9.......8....7.....6.....5.....4. .....3.......2.......1......

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

I grab her and start kissing her like a wild animal. The alcohol is having it's affect.

Suddenly a guy grabs my fukkin cokk right on the floor in front of the club.

Me: "Do you want to get out of here?"

Him: "Yeah. Let's go."

I tell my friends peace see you later and roll.

Get back to my place.

We start shedding clothes in like record time.

We get up on my bed and he tells me to go down on him.

I happily oblige.

Boys, I never had a woman. And this wasn't the first time I ever hooked up with a dude.

The Indian rooster has a different kind of scent to it. Not like a white or Asian rooster.

Unique.

Anyway, I'm all over it.

I'm incredible with the mouth. Unreal skills. I'm almost in Heaven when I do this chit.

And with that, he slides his right fukkin leg all the way under and between my legs and lifts his left leg completely straight up so that my cokk is fully inside him.

My first reaction, I said are you some kind of fukkin god?

He laughs and says just go with it.

Sure. Happy to.

Boys, I can't properly describe the next few hours. It easily beat the other time I had sex.

He was insatiable.

So, we fall asleep.

I wake up. He's already awake.

Me: "How long you been awake?"

Him: "Not long. I was going to rob you but you don't have chit."

Me: " Well, how was I?"

Him: "Honestly? rooster is rooster."

Me: "Aww, you're so sweet. How many times did you ***?"

Him: "Just once. In your fridge."

Me: "I'm exhausted. You wore me out."

Her: "And now you have AIDS. I'm hungry, let's get breakfast."

Me: "I have a special breakfast sausage for you."

He smiled.

After breakfast, we decide to shower because he has to go dance somewhere.

We get dressed, and as we're in my car driving, he says to me we can't see each other again.

I was shocked. I was like why not, what's wrong?

I don't understand.

He says I don't expect you to understand. We had a great time. It was awesome. Now, we have to go separate ways.

I ask what did I do wrong?

He says nothing. Then we shared a long, sad hug.

I get back home, where I am now totally exhausted, balls completely drained, still half asleep, and felling like I just want to stay in bed all day.

The bed is a mess and the room smells like bunghole. What else is new?

I'm sitting here at the computer not knowing if I made the right move or not but really not caring one way or the other.

Well boys, that was my New Year's Eve/Day.

Think I'm gonna go back to sleep.