i get sick of paying for their holidays and things. i want to go away for a break on a working holiday on my own soon.

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Hello. I am a 28 y/o guy and have a complicated sexual orientation. I've been with ladies before and when I was assigned in the middle east, I was faced with a very heavy emotional burden. Due to the lack of women in this place, I was exposed to men of different races. One time, one Pakistani guy approached me and asked if he could used my PC and call his family in Pakistan using Skype.. Because I felt pity for this man, I allowed him to come in my room and let him call his family.. Maybe it took him 2 hrs to call and chat and later bid his goodbye to me. The following week, he requested me again If I would allow him. Since he seemed a nice guy, I let him use it again. However, the network has some problems during that time and he just started chatting with me.. He raised a topic regarding male to male sex. According to him, it is normal in their country to do such thing. He kept on telling stories until I felt hot... He asked me if I could massage his back. At first i refused because i dont know how to massage and the idea of massaging him is unacceptable to me because of moral values. But I tell you, I gave in. I massaged his back, his hairy back. He had this funny sounds when I press near his rib. And he said he liked it. After maybe 15 mins, I told him it's finished. So he lay down with his back and i was so surprised that he's hard. I was so embarrassed, but he seemed not. He said sorry though because of his hard on. I wasnt able to stop staring... And then he started pulling my hands towards his cock. I refused.. Because of my conscience. (To be continued, need to go)

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