My Grindr stories

The time i took an hour ride for fun

Weeks had passed since my first and last grinder meet. The memories of that night had finally weared off. My body was aching to feel the same again. I wanted to hold a naked man in my arms again and explore every part of his body. In general, I was horny.

So I dived once again into the grinder pool and started looking for a suitable guy. Vancouver definitely had a lot of options. But I was not ready to meet a foreigner as yet. For some reason, I just feel that they will be very skilled and would expect things that i can't do. So, I had fixed priority for an Indian guy. Which had drastically reduced my options since there weren't a lot of india guys nearby. I talked to the few that were, but nothing worked out.

But a summer afternoon, an offer came with a ping. It was a usual blank profile with the bare minimum info. I texted him back with a long pause and not enough excitement. An afternoon is not really my time of the day for looking.

But he still seemed eager to chat and ignored my lack of enthusiasm. We did the usual round of questions, where he told me that he's 25 years old, which was the same as the last guy I met, and he's from Kerla. Now, kerala is a South indian state and has a very different culture than the usual North Indians. I have had friends from kerala in the past, and I had a very stereotypical image of a keralite in my mind. A dark skin, possibly thin, smart English speaking guy.

Nothing caught much of my attention until he also told me that he's in UBC, which is like the biggest university of British columbia (hopefully I'll go there one day). Now, I'm not particularly into smart people, but when he told me he's from UBC, if immediately felt as if someone tells you he's from Harvard. There's some sort of class that gets attached to you when you throw such big uni names. No matter whether you are smart or not. All of a sudden, I had become interested.

We talked a bit more, and I even joked a little this time. He told me it had only been 3 months since he came to canada and currently lives on campus. He shared 2 of his pictures. In which he looked the same as I imagined. A tall skinny dark guy. Since I don't really have a particular body type that I go to, he was fine for me. Not someone I would be immediately attracted to, but for sure, someone who can get me hard. When asked about his likings, he told me he's bottom and interested in whatever I am interested in except anal, and he's happy to invite me to his place.

It was around 2 in the afternoon, and I clearly remember me checking the buses to UBC right away. I found out 2 things, that UBC was an hour ride away, and there's a bus that was about to leave in the next half hour from the nearby bus stop.

I told him it'll take about 2 hours to reach there, and whether he will be fine with that. In response, he said yes, and he'll wait. I quickly grabbed a clean pair of underwear and jumped into the shower.

I washed myself all nice, wore something decent, and sneaked out of the house. All my homies were at home, and if they saw me going out all dressed up nice, they would have asked questions. I thought better avoid them for now. Thankfully, i didn't have to stand in hot for long and managed to catch my bus on time.

The bus reached its final stop at UBC at 3:50 pm. I got off and followed the directions from the map. It was my first time ever stepping in at UBC. And it was almost like a city inside. There were grounds, shops, and buildings. Just everything you can imagine a university must have. It took me 15 minutes to finally reach the building his dorm room was.

When I reached there, I texted him I'm outside. He told me to wait there and that he's coming.

About 3 minutes later, he came out of the building in a loose red t shirt hanging and dark blue shorts. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and shook his extended hand. He looks 'neard' was my first thought.