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The Weird Doctor's Love story

The men that I liked had to be impossible. Some personality even movies couldn't depict. A unicorn. There was a part that really lied to myself that I would find someone. The dreamer in me went through countless profiles one after the other. As time went, I could see which ones were worth the time and which weren't. The need to have a guy in my life grew as I was in College, The Potato that I was wanted to look good, as my Male ego was blown many times by the profiles that rejected me, even after me mustering the courage to show my picture. The worst case scenario had not happened, no one thought I was too hot and stalked me.

The hope of gay men is sometimes like a dark dungeon, atleast for me. Countless expectations from both sides, and all that to satisfy in Bed. I was looking for far beyond, an idea that I have to share my body to only one. In a forum of this metro I went to see some sizzling pictures, I got in touch with Doctor with a fetish for underwear. The wide eyed potato that I was, I just wanted someone to make a conversation with me. The conversation had happened with him. A tug off war, His kinky innuendo and my meaningful conversation. I won the war with one question. "Have you ever been in Love?".
He poured out his heart about his petite boy friend, who was with him for the longest time, got married to a girl for his parent's choice. Dr Devdas still as kinky as he can be, closed his heart forever.

We kept in touch from time to time, as he moved abroad. His parent who was critically ill, he would come back to see. One fine day, don't know what he felt. He moved away completely. For the biggest treat I saw in him became the biggest protection in the end. I never met him in person, but the way gay men have a soft corner, however kinky or lustful, was a light of hope in this dark dungeon.   

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