Back to Berlin :)

I'm back to my favorite city in the world :) Berlin. And am planning to stay here a few months. :)

And I had a great experience at Sauna Boiler yesterday - not of the sexual kind :) (though that followed later:))

Apparently on Thursdays and Sundays, they have a sauna session. So all the gays clamor to the dry heat sauna rooms and pack the place up. (Imagine fifty naked gay guys packed into a wooden sauna room.) And then the staff turns up with - you'll never guess what - Ice cream lollies :)

And I was like - what the hell ??

And they turn up the temperature to around 80 - 90 degrees (it was Bloody boiling - and I've lived in Jaipur) so you keep eating the ice cream so as not to dehydrate while the staff member whips the towel around to distribute the hot air and cracks jokes (in German:))

They send you out after 5 mins and give you lime (salt) to rub over your whole body (I guess for the dessicating properties) - so imageine 50 buck-naked gay men rubbing salt over each other's bodies :) and then back in the sauna you go for another 5 min hot 90 degree sesssion.

It's bloody fun :)

The session was great, almost as good as the hot German guys you can get naughty with later :) A perfect way to start of Berlin.

Looking forward to some steamy time in Berlin :)

Gay Indians.

So I'm in London, and there's a ton of Indian gay guys here. And they come in all shapes, sizes and castes. I've met some crazy ones. But all of them seemed to have one thing in common - They were not out, and had hidden their gay life like some dark dirty thing.

Which saddened me quite a bit.

Maybe I shouldn't have expected anything different, even outside India.

So a 28-yr old hunky Punjabi guy that I ended up doing the naughty with, has been living in London for the past 8 years (hiding from his family back in Punjab) and cannot even contemplate telling his parents, and might even concede to a 'fake' marriage with a girl to carry on.

I was like, come on!

Wake up guys. Stop cribbing about how difficult it is to be gay in India. I've been through it.

Be brave. Stand firm for what you believe in.

I met the sweetest guy ...

I met the sweetest guy in a sleazy London Sauna yesterday (at Pleasuredrome).

A Scottish electrician, he later confessed that he 'couldn't take his eyes off me' when he saw me. It was his second time with a guy and his first time at a sauna. And that was apparent by his innocent behavior (he tried chatting me up to pick me up) and in the way his fingers trembled as he explored my body, all the while mumbling how lovely I was.

Lots of sex and conversation later, he took me to dinner and dessert, and showed me around London (I never get tired of being shown around London) and no matter how much I persisted, he insisted he would pay for everything (and I felt really bad since I know he did not have much money).

He asked me how many guys I'd been with, and I'd said two. I later realized that he'd been asking me how many guys I'd been with in my entire life, and that I'd been telling him how many guys I'd been with only yesterday .... And for the first time in my life, I was sort of hesitant to tell him the number of guys I'd been with. Needless to say, his eyebrows rose for just a second before he smiled and brushed it off.

A genuinely nice guy, it's rare to find someone as sweet as him, especially in the crazy world of anonymous gay sex. And he even gave me an amazing massage.

Ah, well. Let's hope I bump into him again some other time in life.

London Lads

Am about to move to Berlin, so decided to spend my last few days in London - coz I found the rest of England to be kinda dead - and boy - I wasn't disappointed.

London's crazy. Very Crazy.

There are tons of gay people from all over the world here, and there's a lot of gay venues as well. And I've realized that London lads are kinda spoilt for choice.

So I visited the Soho area (courtesy a gorgeous Irish Lad who showed me around) and Soho Sweatbox (a modern gay sauna whose decor just screams the word sex at you.) And after some prowling, I realized that I was having difficulty ensnaring the guys who I thought would be in my league. There were quite a few Indians here, and I wondered if I wasn't as 'exotic' here because of that, but then I realized in on the fact that the abundance of hot guys just spoils London Lads for choice, and it's difficult to keep a gay London Lad's attention for too long.

No worries - learnt how to play the rapid non-stop game of musical chairs very soon, and got all the guys I wanted.

And London kinda rocks. Can't wait to see what happens over the weekend.