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Gay seduction porn story: It was euphoric. It was warm and wet, and got wetter still when I flicked my tongue against it, and was rewarded with a fresh flow of warm, salty precum. He was getting close.

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I looked up at him; he looked to be in a daze. His pupils were fully blown out by now and he had this hunger in his way. Like he needed something and he needed it now. I don’t think he could see past my lips and willing mouth or feel past the warmth encompassing his cock.

I had done it. Akhir bhole, masoom chehre ke neeche daba hua janwaar saamne aa hi gaya. It turned me on to know that I had done this. It turned me on to no return!

I pulled back and took one final moment to appreciate the sight of his beautiful, six inch, slightly bent to the side cock; his swollen, red, now close to purple cock head; and the pearly white beads of precum and my saliva slathered along its length before I went to town.

I took him all the way down, felt him hit the back of throat, but I didn’t stop. I began sucking his cock in earnest, grazing my teeth lightly over his meat, bobbing up and down his shaft, sucking in air through my nose and trying to take the whole of him in again, licking down to his balls.

I was just about to go up his shaft again when I felt his hands in my hair, pulling me back to his cock. He wasn’t rough, but firm. Fuck, I wanted to reach down and touch myself, but I was too lost in the moment and so instead grabbed his butt and pulled him closer so I could smell him and taste him and touch him all at the same time.

He was moving his hips faster and longer now. And when his cock made contact with my lips again, he pushed it in deeper, thrusting, holding my head in place, fucking my mouth for all he was worth. It was exhilarating. And even though I was panting and struggling to breathe, everything was clear.

I could feel his balls slapping against my chin, I could hear him grunting and huffing and I could feel his hand in my hair tightening his grip by the thrust. I could feel the sting in my eyes where tears were pooling; I could feel the warmth in my mouth moving past my tongue and hitting the back of my mouth, depositing pools of precum mixed with saliva down my throat.

I could taste the salt from his sweat, the bitterness from his cum and smell the pungent musk of his pubes. It was overwhelming and calming all at the same time. So when it all abruptly stopped, I knew what was coming.

At first I only felt a slight vibration; then came the gushing hot flood, and finally the salty wetness began pooling in my mouth, leaving behind a distinct taste. I was too surprised to move, still trying to focus on other things.

His cock was still in my mouth – he had pulled back so only the head was in. He was panting, his grip on my hair loosening with every exhale. Suddenly everything was too quiet save for our breathing – me trying to take in the air I was denied, and him trying to even out his post-orgasm fatigue.

I felt his cock deflate and pop out of my mouth.

The sudden unfamiliar sound seemed to bring him back to reality. He stepped back abruptly. As the AC draft hit me, I felt the loss of his warmth. I looked at him through watery eyes.

He looked guilty. It was probably the sight of me – puffed lips, watery eyes, cum dribbling out the sides of my mouth.

“Fuck Rihan! I am so sorry I don’t know what came over me! I am so so sorry I didn’t mean to take advantage of you. It was all just too much to handle!”

He tried to come closer to me. But the pants were still around his legs and he tripped, coming down on his knees next to me.

He winced from the impact, but continued to look at me apologetically, picture of innocence, pehele wale jaanwar ya hawas ka koi namonishaan nahi tha. I wanted to laugh, wondering who manipulated whom, but I realised the cum was still pooled in my mouth.

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Here I was, with a stranger’s cum in my mouth, harder than I have ever been, my underwear was soaked through with precum and sweat, my arsehole twitching like crazy wanting a piece of the cock my lips just enjoyed, with no one offering to get me off, only offering apologies.

This was not going as well as I thought it would!

As I was coming down from my high, I became aware of the cum in mouth I was yet to swallow or spit. It didn’t feel or taste as good – it had turned bitter, the texture thick, and the warmth long gone.

I still decided it was best to just swallow it. So I did, in one gulp –

I heard a sharp gasp.

I looked up at Aryan’s sudden outburst, and realised he was still looking at me, his eyes following his own cum as he saw it drain down my throat.

“You swallowed it!” He exclaimed in disbelief and awe, and maybe a little pride.

I looked down and saw his cock twitch in interest at what he just saw. I licked my lips, and reached around my mouth, collecting every last bit of cum that dribbled out, still looking at his cock resting against his now deflated balls, and feeling his gaze on me.

I felt my hole twitch in approval and want as I saw his cock start to slowly swell up. Shayad ab bhi mera isme kuch fayda ho sakta hain.

Author’s Note: I hope you enjoyed reading this instalment just as much as I enjoyed writing it. I am sorry that there is not more Hindi in this part; I tried, lekin flow nahi mil raha tha tho I just added what came to me organically. I was thinking of a part three for this story, with more sex, of course, that is, unless you guys are done with Aryan and want me to write about Rihan’s other experiences.

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P.S. To the guy in the comments of the previous chapter about a request for how the pharmacist could look: I’d be open to that when I get to that part in Rihan’s story. Thank you for the suggestion!

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