It had a weird shape like some Pacific island and had one or two teeth marks. A glorious crimson colour. It was just above my left nipple. I could say that you had worked on it. You gave it to me like I was your possession and you were marking your territory like some wild animal and you were certainly a wild animal that night.
Exams were over. It was the last day of the first semester of my engineering college before short vacation. All of my friends and classmates and entire college in general just couldn't wait to write the paper and leave for home. Most had already packed and had brought their luggages to college so they could get to the bus station or railway station right after finishing the paper to leave for their home town. But not me. I had lied to my parents about having one more assignment submission and therefore I had to stay for one extra day.
We met on the social networking site Orkut and were talking for the last two weeks. We planned to meet after the exam. You said many nice things about me which nobody has ever said to me. The mere fact that you, a twenty-three year old man, were interested in this eighteen year old boy was enough for me to fall head over heels for you. I didn't even know that I had this thirst inside me which was making me longing for you. You were everything I ever wanted.
My parents thought that the smile on my face was because I was happy to come home. Would have they guessed that their little boy wasn't little boy anymore? I kept thinking about that night, that beautiful night. I could still feel your lips on my lips, your wet tongue in my earlobes. I couldn't forget how you feasted on my body and how much I loved it. When I took you in my mouth I felt like I was born for this moment. I didn't want to ever let you go. And in the end you gave me a souvenir on my chest. You said this would remind me of you back home. You stupid boy, It was a gift of love. Cherished one.
The holidays passed very slowly, without internet I couldn't even message you. Long days small nights spent in waiting for you. The first thing I did when I reached back to my hostel was to look for you. You weren't there. You had deleted your online existence. I went to see you at your home, turned out over the holidays you had shifted. It was disappointment after disappointment. I was getting impatient. Still I had a hope that I would find you at the college, I just needed to find out where the classes of post graduation students were held.
Two days later when I was coming out the department, I looked up and you were there, climbing down the stairs. My heart skipped a beat. You stared at me. I was waiting for that smile. I thought you would run and hug me and everything would be good again. But you, damn you, after pausing for a moment, just turned to right and left. I knew I didn't need to know anything more. It was over. You already had broken my heart.
I will always be thankful to you for giving me that night. I was loved that night. So thank you for that. Funnily, today, I don't remember your face or your name but I do remember the gift you gave me that night, very fondly.
