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This story is a multi-chapter series about Cyrus, a young guy from Mumbai, India, who has recently discovered his desire for a new dream in his life. He decides to change professions, and follow his passion for photography. The story starts in Mumbai as Cyrus plans a long trip to New Zealand to pursue his passion and rejuvenate his mind for a new life ahead. Over the several chapters to follow, Cyrus travels around all of New Zealand pursuing his passion and simultaneously, indulging in several erotic encounters along the way. I hope you enjoy his adventures as much as I have enjoyed writing about them. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Chapter 1: Cyrus’ desire for a new dream
It was a typically hot, Mumbai afternoon in September. The monsoon season was coming to an end, the humidity was still nearly 90%, the sun was out, and the city felt like a sweltering bowl covered with plastic film. Cyrus was sitting at his desk, pondering over some marketing figures given to him by his assistant and all he could think of was that it’s Friday and the weekend was about to begin. Not because anything exciting was planned, but just so he wouldn’t have to look at any more boring numbers or deal with anal retentive clients with nothing better to do with their lives. His export business provided a very generous income, but nothing in terms of stimulation, and he found it very difficult to enthusiastically work hard anymore.
His cell phone rang and Cyrus was snapped out of a daze. The caller ID flashed Priya, who was probably calling about a plan for the night. Priya was a very dear friend of his since the 1st grade and very close to Cyrus. They shared a lot about each other and knew each other extremely well. But somehow, Cyrus had not told her about a growing boredom with everything in his life lately. His work had become monotonous and dry, and his social life, though fun at times, had become mundane. He hadn’t even met any interesting girls in the recent past. To add to that, day after day, Cyrus had a growing hatred for Mumbai and it’s urban mayhem. He was becoming more and more inclined to the outdoors, nature, his passion for food and photography, and traveling the world, and all he wished for was an outlet and an opportunity to live those passions.
He was contemplating not answering her call, but decided it wasn’t fair to vent his frustration out on her. In fact, she was one of the few he could turn to who would understand him. Though he knew what it was about, there was a sense of comfort in Priya’s voice and in speaking with her. She was also too close a friend to ignore just because he was feeling a little low.
‘Hey Pri, what’s up?’ He failed at trying to sound enthusiastic.
‘Tired?’ She sensed his dull tone immediately.
‘Ya, sort of?’
‘You don’t sound yourself, something wrong?’
‘Nothing ya, just a little tired.’ He pretended that the week’s fatigue was the reason he was feeling that way. ‘How’s the week been for you?’
‘Same old, busy, you know how banking can be.’ He always wondered why she stuck around in the banking industry. They dangle a carrot in front of you just so you stay and slave for them, while they continue to exploit your talent and hard work. He felt she could have spent her time more productively, doing something more creative and stimulating.
‘So my place tonight, drinks and dinner ok?’ Priya said
‘Sounds good, be there by 9:30.’ Cyrus was relieved at hearing the venue was her place and not one of the only 2 decent lounges in the city that he was now sick of going to.
‘Come early if you can, want to talk to you about something before everyone else shows up.’ Cyrus wondered what this was about. He knew it wouldn’t be anything that involved the two of them, as they had spoken about that before. Though they had a short but passionate physical relationship the previous year, they decided it was a better idea to be friends. He figured it was probably about her career or a guy she had met.
It was nearly 4 pm, and Cyrus was feeling sleepy. He ordered his usual strong coffee, and began finishing up his work. He had to send out some emails to a few bastard customers before the weekend, after which he had a tennis game with his friend Rahul at 7 pm. Tennis was one of the few things left in the city that he loved, and wouldn’t miss for anything.
With Rahul, the game was always intense and competitive, and one hour seemed like 3. Today was no different, and at the end, Cyrus had lost, but just barely.
‘Good game, champ, but looks like you’re getting a little old.’ Rahul taunted.
‘Fuck off.’ Cyrus panted, bending over and resting his hands on his knees to catch his breath. ‘Just letting you win after kicking your ass the last 4 times.’
Rahul laughed, and began packing his things up. ‘See you at Priya’s, I should be there by 9:30.’
‘That means 10:30. Hurry up man, don’t be late.’
‘Dude, I have to go pick up this friend of mine, Ami, and then come.’
‘Aah, so that’s what little Rahul has been busy with. So who’s Ami?’
‘I met her last weekend. We hung out a couple of times this week, she’s really cool. Gotta go dude, see you in a bit.’ Rahul jogged off the courts towards the showers.
Cyrus ran to his car, and drove home. He put on some soothing lounge music to block out the sounds of horns, and calmly drove home. Luckily there wasn’t much traffic that day, and Cyrus was home in ten minutes. He stopped by his parents’ apartment on the floor below his, to say a quick hi before running up to get ready.
Several years ago, the people living above them had wanted to sell the apartment, and luckily the rates in those days were still affordable as opposed to today’s bizarrely ridiculous rates, even for a wealthy family like Cyrus’. Cyrus’ dad, thinking long term, bought the apartment and rented it out until Cyrus moved back from the U.S. As soon as Cyrus moved back, he had the place redone with the help of Priya’s design skills. He had wanted the place to look very urban and industrial, using concrete floors, rough brick walls, some wood and glass, and very open with extremely state-of-the-art gadgets and appliances. Comfortable would be the most modest term if you were to describe Cyrus’ bachelor pad.
It was nearly 8:45 before Cyrus left home. He walked down the road to Priya’s, partly wondering what she wanted to talk about, and partly thinking about his life. He ran up to the second floor and rang the bell. Priya’s maid opened the door and greeted Cyrus with a smile. She had been around since Priya was 2, and had seen Cyrus grow up as well.
Cyrus greeted her and walked in towards the living room. He said a quick hello to her parents who were eating dinner, and walked to her bedroom. He knocked on the door as it opened simultaneously. Priya stood there in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, looking as cute as ever.
‘On time as usual.’ She said as Cyrus was lost in her gaze.
Cyrus gave her a tight hug and walked in. As he sat on the bed, Priya turned to face him. It seemed like she grew prettier by the day. She was about 5’6′ and on the thin side. She had long, wavy and lusciously rich dark brown hair, which was tied in a ponytail that night, and her almond shaped light brown eyes always had a sparkle in them. She had soft features and a slightly dusky, almost permanently tanned looking complexion, which Cyrus found so seductive. She was blessed with gorgeous, perfectly shaped and proportionate natural breasts, heaving from her chest without a hint of sag. Her sensitive nipples pointed slightly upwards and were surrounded by perfectly round, darkish aureoles. They were beautifully fleshy and pliant, and quite a handful, filling out any bra and top she wore, always providing a distraction for Cyrus.
‘So you decided you needed a little Cyrus love before everyone comes?’ He te
ased
‘Ya, exactly why I called you here early for…. A quickie!’ She said sarcastically. ‘Now throw some ice in your pants and take a seat.’ Cyrus laughed as he fell back on her bed and made himself comfortable against her headboard. ‘One track mind.’ She chided him, though knowing within, how good it had felt when they were together. She definitely found Cyrus very attractive. After all, he was a handsome guy. Standing tall at 6’1′, he had an extremely well toned and lean physique. His wide shoulders and slim waist formed a v-shaped torso, and his neck led to a well-chiseled face. He took great care of his body, and had an extremely well defined and dense muscular structure. His short-cropped dark brown hair and light brown eyes added to his good looks, as did a smile that melted many girls’ hearts. Priya definitely was one of them, and he too constantly distracted her.
Priya sat on the beanbag on the far side of her room. She had a fairly spacious bedroom, and had designed it herself. It was modern, simple and cozy, with walnut wood furniture and cream colored flooring. She had used bright colored fabric for the cushions and the curtains to liven up the space, and painted one wall a deep rust color. She had put up a lot of her photography all over the wall, a hobby she tried to pursue when time allowed.
‘Cy, listen, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about something. I know we don’t have much time today, so we’ll chat more this weekend. But I’ve been meaning to ask you something.’
‘More Cyrus love?’
‘Oh fuck off! Can you be serious? I really want to ask you something about yourself.’ She scolded him.
‘Sorry, sorry. Ask me’
‘Lately, you’ve not been yourself. You’ve been aloof, unenthusiastic about everything, and dull. Is everything ok? I am a little concerned, you know.’
Cyrus knew he couldn’t fool her, and in any case, he was planning on talk to her sooner or later. So he decided to spill his heart out and tell her everything.
‘I really can’t keep any feelings from you.’ He sighed, slouching a little lower. ‘Well Pri, I don’t know what it is, but lately, I’ve become bored with most things in my life. My work bores me now, it’s not creative enough. I am sick of Mumbai and the same crap here. I just need to do something different.’
‘Have you thought of what you want to do?’
‘You know how I love cooking, photography, and traveling ya? Something with that for sure, but I don’t know what exactly. I’m quite confused actually.’
‘Well, that is a bit vague, but at least it’s a start. Listen, don’t let this boredom get too deep. You need to snap out of it, and figure out what you really want to do. Maybe you should take a break and travel, meet some people, take some time off and figure things out. You’re young, you can easily change what you’re doing.’
‘I know, I’m only 25, so it’s not like I’m too late. I haven’t given it much thought, but I know I need a change. First, I need a break from this city. That will give me some clear breathing space to figure the rest out. I was thinking…’
Cyrus was interrupted by a knock on the door.
‘Ya?’ Priya said
‘Did we interrupt anything?’ Nikita teased as she peaked into the room.
‘We just finished.’ Priya grinned back. ‘Come in.’
Nikita and Xerxes walked into her room. They were school friends as well, and had been seeing each other for the past year or so. Nikita was Priya’s closest girlfriend since they were 4. Xerxes was a year older to all of them, but had spent a lot of time together because Cyrus, Xerxes and another guy, Darius’ parents were all close friends.
‘Come, let’s sit in the den.’ Priya got up, and they started walking out of her room.
She turned to Cyrus and whispered, ‘Cy, I want to talk properly ok? You free tomorrow?’
‘Ya, we’ll meet for lunch ya?’
As they settled into the den and got themselves drinks, Rahul and Ami walked in. Ami had brought a friend, Clare, who was visiting from London. Soon, Darius, Sonia, Neha and bunch of others showed up, and the night went on with drinks and conversation.
Cyrus was standing with a couple of is his friends, but kept glancing over towards Clare. He found her attractive, in a sort of unconventional way. There was something about her that Cyrus found very appealing. She was tall, over 6’0′, medium length blonde hair, steel gray eyes and sharp features. She wore a long dress that was loose and he couldn’t tell what sort of a body she had. She didn’t strike him to be gorgeous, but there was certainly something about her. Clare was chatting with Xerxes and Nikita and kept glancing over to where Cyrus was standing.
After several minutes, it seemed like Clare excused herself from the conversation and came over to Cyrus and the other guys.
‘Hey guys.’ She said to them all, but keeping her eyes fixed on Cyrus at all times. Eventually the other guys left them alone.
‘So are you going to stare at me all night, or were you planning on talking to me at some point?’ She boldly asked Cyrus.
He was a little taken aback at first, but appreciated the honesty. He liked to be up front and direct, and liked it when people were that way as well.
‘I was still contemplating that, but I guess you’ve put me in a spot now.’
‘And what’s the verdict?’
‘Do I have a choice?’ He joked
‘I don’t think so.’
‘Well good then, at least I don’t have to try too hard to get you to talk to me.’ He smirked
‘Is that what you do when you meet someone?’
‘Usually, I have to really persuade them into speaking with me.’ He laughed
‘Comforting.’ She smiled. ‘So, you looked kind of bored chatting with your friends.’
‘Just a little tired, but this beer is giving me a second wind.’ Cyrus said as he made his way towards the balcony. ‘Let’s stand out here, I need some fresh air.’
‘Ya, nice breeze tonight.’
‘So what’re you doing in Bombay?’
‘I work with Ami in advertising, and here for a short project. Our London office sent me here to train a few people on some new concepts.’
‘So did you have a nice time here?’
‘Ya, it was a lot of fun, but I think I’m ready to go back.’
‘Taken yet another one alive.’
‘What do you mean?’ She looked confused
‘Oh nothing. I mean, our city, it took another one alive. You’re ready to go back.’ They both laughed. ‘I always wondered what all you visitors’ opinions are for our city and country.’
Cyrus lit a cigarette, and gave one to Clare.
‘Well, there are some of us who just love it, and get totally floored by everything. Then there are some, like myself, who have mixed feelings. There are great aspects to it, but there are definitely many that I have issues with.’
‘Well, I’m glad to know you are the second type. Realistic. It bothers me when people come here and say how amazing and enigmatic it all is, and how mystical it is. Sure, there are some nice aspects, but get real.’ He laughed. ‘Anyways, let me get you another drink.’ Cyrus offered, as he walked in to get them both another beer.
‘I got us each a shot as well.’ Cyrus came back with 2 bottles in one hand, and 2 shot glasses with a mild concoction in the other.
‘Oh fuck no, not a shot.’
‘Come on, it’s small. It’s not too strong.’
‘Trying to get me drunk ya?’
‘Of course.’ They both laughed as they knocked back the shot and chased it with some beer.
‘Fuck, it was nasty Cyrus.’
‘Another one?’
‘Are you out of your mind?’ Clare said with her mouth cringed.
‘So where in London do you live?’
‘Near Russell Square, it’s near the British Museum. Are you familiar with London?’
‘Ya, a bit. I go there fairly often. I know where the museum is. I go there every time I come to London. It’s fantastic.’
‘Ya, it’s really cool.’
‘And then I visit this pub just outside, called the Museum Tavern. I thi
nk it’s one of the few genuinely old pubs around.’
‘Oh no way. I go there all the time. I love that place. We go there after work, just before heading home.’
‘London is amazing. What a city. So much going on, such character. I think it’s one of the few cities still worth living in.’
Cyrus and Clare continued to chat for a while, having a few more beers, slowly getting intoxicated. One thing led to another, and around 2 am when mostly everyone had left, they found themselves snuggled up on the couch in the darkness. Cyrus had his arm around Clare, and another one running up and down her bare thigh. She had her head leaned against Cyrus and ran her hand across his crotch, feeling his growing hard on.
‘Hey, Clare, you want to get out of here? I live down the road. Just a quick walk.’ He whispered in her ear, his hand traveling further up as he felt her breath getting heavier.
‘Ya, let’s go.’ She moaned, kissing him on his neck.
Clare told Ami she was leaving and they both quietly slipped out. They walked with their arms around each other, quietly singing some random song they had both heard earlier. As they reached his place, they quickly made their way to the bedroom, and before they even reached the bed, they had begun stripping each other.
Cyrus quickly unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing a lean figure, and a pair of pert breasts wrapped in a sheer red bra. His shirt and jeans were now on the floor as he reached out and pulled Clare towards him.
He stood in front of her, in just his boxers, his cock rock hard and pressing against Clare’s panty clad hot pussy. He ran his hands up and down her back as she held his face and planted her succulent lips on his. She began sucking as Cyrus parted his lips, allowing her tongue to dart in and out. He passionately sucked her lips and played with her tongue, as his hands slid lower to her ass, massaging the small and firm cheeks before sliding his arms back up. He unhooked her bra from behind and let it fall to the floor, letting her erect nipples and firm flesh of her boobs press against his bare chest. He pulled away to finally get a view of her cute pert boobs nipples, which pointed slightly upwards. Bending down, he took her right nipple in his mouth, while gently massaging her left breast.
‘Mmmmm….. that feels good Cyrus. Oooohhh… yesss.’ She cooed softly.
While still playing with her boobs, he moved backwards towards the bed and fell back, allowing her to fall on top of him, as he pushed back to the middle of the bed. She placed her knees on either side of him, and began kissing lower, down his neck, across his chest and abdomen, grazing her pointy nipples along his body as she moved. She then placed her hands beneath the elastic of his boxers and slid them off in one smooth stroke, allowing his cock to spring out and point straight up towards her.
Clare purposely ignored his throbbing cock as she ran her tongue and lips all over his sensitive skin, heightening his level of pleasure. She planted her lips and gently sucked, while grazing her tongue along as she moved. Her hair cascaded across his abdomen and softly grazed his skin, brushing against his shaft as her head moved from side to side.
‘Ohhhh Clare…. That feels so good. Mmmm…. Yesss.’ He moaned
She finally grabbed his aching shaft and began slowly stroking up and down, causing Cyrus to arch upwards and moan even louder. She licked closer and closer to the base of his cock, finally making the ascent up the stiff shaft with the flat of her tongue, wrapping her lips around his throbbing glans and sucking.
‘Ohhhh fffuucck Clare…. Yesss… ohhh yesss.’ He bucked his hips and moaned.
She pushed lower, engulfing his entire bulbous head, letting more and more of his shaft slide into her mouth. She used her tongue to lick the underside as she wrapped her fist around the base and slowly pumped up and down. The combination of alcohol and fatigue helped Cyrus from shooting his load into her mouth right then and there, as she pumped faster and faster, and began rotating her mouth around his shaft a few more times, licking and sucking, applying more pressure on his head.
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