"Oh, my, what I mess you've made" I said as I rolled off his face, careful to hold onto the entire load of his cum in my hand. 

"Look at all this cum, you really love me don't you."

He couldn't speak. He was trying to catch his breath both from being smothered beneath me and from his own powerful orgasm. 

"Open your mouth" I said as I raised my hand over his face. And he dutifully did, but only after looking into my eyes with feigned reluctance. But I knew what he really wanted. 

He opened his mouth slowly and I turned my hand so that the cum would run off my hand, into his mouth and onto his tongue. I loved watching it drip slowly into his mouth. 

"Catch it all on your tongue and hold it there until I tell you it's okay to swallow."

It took a couple of minutes for all the cum to drain off my hand and onto his tongue. 

"Okay, you can swallow now."

He did and I held my hand up in front of his face. 

"Clean the rest of your cum off my hand."He lapped at it which. Later on, these dreams ceased to reoccur and the thought got buried in time. This long lost thought was unearthed from my mind on that Wednesday when Kumar carried me to the bedroom in his arms and reinforced when I felt loved by him that day looking at him engrossed in thrusting his cock into my ass. I never told him about this fantasy of mine but somehow he came to know about it. When I asked him how he came to know about this fantasy. He replied, “ I love you, Shailesh. You don’t have to tell me everything I just know.”Is that some spell, or something? Those words definitely were magical and had me spellbound. That moment onwards there was no looking back. I was never the same; I was never a complete man again. My life had changed forever.From that moment onwards he always treated me as a woman, referred to me as a woman, touched me each time just the way a gentleman would touch a lady. I was loving each moment of this and I think so was he, later on he once told me that initially.