Erotic gay tale of horny boy with the tailor: 2
Gay sex tale: Guddu had picked up regular and raw silk in various pastel shades – ivory, standard beige, peach-blush, pale apricot – for his kurtas and sherwani. A length of mugaa with its distinctive shade of mesmerising chartreuse for the reception.
And a tassar, deep-golden and shimmering, for the wedding joraa. Of course, there were the bold ivory and merlot hued silk for his churidaars too.
Complete zardosi inlay for the raw silk bandhgala… full zari embellishment for the peach-blush sherwani…
While the pale apricot would be a heavily inlaid and intricately embellished achkan for the baaraat… etc… etc… etc!
“The others are just plain kurtas… um, edged with chikankari… you know, cuffs, shoulders and neck,” Guddu finished his excited explanation.
“Seven pairs, and all with heavy work, aur sab sirf paanch hii dinn me, huh?” Veera shook his head in mock consternation, his fingers caressing the plush silks… thoughts of other similarly satiny smooth surfaces under his finger-tips playing on in his mind.
“Bhaiyya, actually, sab kuch itnaa jaldi, itnaa sudden ho gaya kii…” Guddu started, before pausing, asking in a tiny voice, “Nahi hogaa kya?”
“Yaar, mera Laksh kaa shaadi,” Veera sighed before looking up at Laksh with a smile, “kaise nahi hoga, huh? Raat jaagnaa pade toh jaag lengey!”
“Thank you, bhaiyya!” Guddu exclaimed with relief, those full, red lips parting in a happy smile, eyes once more sparkling.
“Parr… uh…”
“Jo bhi rate bantaa aap lagaa lo bhaiyya… extra charge le lo!” Laksh blurted even before Veera could finish whatever he had started to say.
“Rate kaa kyaa, tu bole toh free me kar doon mein tere liya… reward kaa soch rahaa thaa.”
Naa jaane kyu, don’t know why, phat se sharmaa gaya Guddu… dil zoron kaa dhadak utthaa, aur nazar jhukaake chup khadaa rahaa.
“Chal theek hain, naap le letaa hoon…” Veera said reaching for the thick ledger and his measuring tape before suddenly exclaiming, “Yaar, jeans pahenkar aa gayaa?”
“Kyu bhaiyya?”
“Ab yeh jeans me koi measurement hotaa kya? Perfect cut for a proper fit ke liye sahii measurements hona zaroori hain… you know, thodaa saa touch-feel hona… ab jeans me woh baat kaha? Sahii naap lenaa mushkil ho jaataa.”
“Toh…” Guddu started to say, but Veera was still talking…
“Ab kaise naap loon mein tera, hmm?” Veera was saying as he dropped down on his knees before Guddu, “Ek kaam kar, pull up the t-shirt a bit, let me see your waist…” suddenly asking, “and how do you dress yourself?”
“Ji?” Guddu kuch samjhaa nahi.
“Samjhaa nahi?” Veera thodaa saa muskuraate huye poochha, “Yeh bataa, tailor ke paas kab gayaa thaa last, huh?”
Thoda sochtaa huyaa Guddu ne kahaa, “Um… badi cousin kii shaadi pe, I was twelve then…”
“Tabhi toh!” Veera let out a soft laugh, “Ab dekh, tu apnaa lund kaisae set kartaa… seedhaa neeche, dayaa taraf, yaa phir bayaa taraf… or straight up, perfect fit ke liye yeh jaan-naa zaroori hain.
Ab jeans me yeh sab kuch pata nahi chaltaa, aur sabko toh mein haath lagaa kaar chhoo nahi saktaa naa!”
Baat sahii thaa, Guddu aaj-kaal kay aam youth jaise off-the-self clothes hii khareed taa thaa — jeans, tracks, shorts, t-shirts, and even formals — kabhi tailoring shop gayaa hii nahii. Usse toh yeh bhi maloom nahi thaa kae chaddi me lund kaa position achhaa fit kae liye itnaa mainey rakhtaa hon!
Sharm se paani-paani huyaa jaa rahaa thaa bechaaraa Guddu… parr jism me ek ajeeb saa tingling daud pada thaa, aur lund me bhi… sensing his flaccid cock twitch for some totally unknown reason!
“Ab normal trousers, yaa phir pajama pahenkaar aataa toh no problem, aur measurement bhi perfect hotaa!” Veera was saying, running his hand up and down Guddu’s legs, feeling the flesh under the denim… moving dangerously close to Guddu’s crotch area each time he reached up.
“Toh change kar aaun?” Guddu finally managed to stutter, face red with embarrassment… his cock literally buzzing!
“Ab phir ghar jaayega, huh?” Veera asked standing up once more, suggesting, “Yaar utaar le jeans!”
“Ji?”
“Khol le pant, utaar de… andar kuch hain naa? Ya phir poora nanga, huh?!”
Cheheraa laal hogaya Guddu kaa, “Um… ji… briefs…”
“Haan, toh bas hain naa, phir sharma kyu rahaa hain, khol de, ladka hain tu koi ladki nahi!”
Kaampte haanthon se button khol dhere se zip neeche karte huye Guddu ne aakhir jeans utaar diyaa… cheheraa bilkul laal, aur kaan poora garam.
T-shirt ke neeche uska briefs covered bulge kaa halkaa sa jhalak dikh rahaa thaa… aur wahi jaa Veera kaa nazar atkaa.
“Chal yeh t-shirt bhi utaar de, measurement perfect hoga!” Veer said eyeing that peeking bulge.
“Ji?” chouktaa huyaa Guddu Veer ko dekhaa.
“Tu bhi naa…” Veer chuckled shaking his head, “kapde pahenkaar hii suhaagraat manaaye gaa kya, huh? Utaar de, tu koi ladki nahi!”
Thodaa saa hich-keechaa-taa huya Guddu ne aakhir apna t-shirt bhi utaar phenkaa, standing there practically naked in just his briefs… the slender frame rocked by an uncontrolled shiver… mouth slightly parted, nostrils flared, and gaze lowered, but eyes keenly observing Veer…
And as Guddu noticed Veera’s eyes travel lower down his bare body, uska dono haanth khud-ba-khud samne apna package dhaakne kaa koshish me lag gayaa…
“Haath hataa…” Veera immediately said reaching out and pushing away Guddu’s hands as he tried to shield his crotch front, cover the bulge, “Yaar, lund hii hain naa… mere paas bhi hain, toh chhupaata kyaa hain, huh?!”
Guddu stood there, silent, hands limp on either side… unmoving, but shaken by the now pronounced jitters…
Ek zor kaa saans bharte huye Veera looked on in open admiration, his eyes repeatedly travelling up and down the whole length… stunned by the glorious sight before his eyes – maano jaise uska hosh hii udd gayaa hon!
Guddu was literally glowing under the bright lights of the empty store — like a shimmering apparition… like a mesmerising dream come to life — Divinely delicate, Devilishly desirable!
Aur uss goraa saa, narm-mulaayam, nanga badan pe sirf woh ek kapde kaa tukda…
Guddu kaa briefs koi sexy yaa slinky Emporio Armani, Andrew Christian, 2(X)IST, or Aussiebum nahi thaa… it wasnt even some Abercrombie & Fitch or CK… but rather, just a standard, simple saa Y-front affair…
Dolce & Gabbana kaa latest Spring – Summer 2022 Collection kaa thaa — black stretch cotton pe safed contrast piping… saamne DG Signature bilkul crotch ke ooper, aur bold lettering me elastic waistband pe likkhaa brand name.
Simple sa ordinary chaddi… par Guddu pe mast jach rahaa thaa!
Rabba, pichle paanch saalon se dekhtaa rahaa, aur kya-kya naa sochtaa rahaa… kitne fantasies banaye, aur kitne raat ussi ko soch apne aap ko shaant kiye…
Aaj moukaa thaa… agar sahii khelaa, toh baazi maat!
“Package achhaa hain…” Veera finally grunted, his voice quivering, hoarse with lust as he reached out and covered the bulge, giving it a gentle, full-palm squeeze, “hmm… straight down, good!”
“Bhaiyya!” Guddu bol pada, instantly feeling his cock flex and begin to harden!
“Chal, ab naap le lataa hoon phataa-phat…” Veer stated, opening the ledger and picking up the pen.
Going around Guddu, Veer briskly took the measurements — neck, shoulder, arm, chest, waist, cuffs — asking about the various length he wanted for the kurtas, the sherwaani, the bandhgalaa and achkan… deligently noting them down in his big ledger…
Repeatedly scooting down and then standing up again, his hands roving all over the smooth flesh as he went about his task — casually brushing against the cotton encased buttocks… grazing over the crotch front, the back of his palm gently pressing down on the warm, ever expanding lump under the fabric…
Fingertips dancing all over the naked, hairless torso — fluttering sensuously, almost caressing, as he ran the tape… slipping under his arms to tangle with the lush growth there… the thumb casually circling the russet areolas, rubbing over the pointed nipples…
Rongtey poore khadey ho gaye thae Guddu kaa, his hairless torso bristling with goosebumps as he stood still, bashful and coy… almost frozen stiff with arousal and embarrassment… sensing his cock flex and throb in his briefs under Veera’s unrelenting onslaught.
The swiftly hardening shaft struggling to free itself from its incommodious pouch… betaab aur bechaen, apnaa chhotaa saa qaid-khaaney me phadphadaata huyaa!
“Chal, ho gayaa, ab churidaar kaa naap letaa hoon!” Veera announced dropping down on his haunches once more, his face inches away from Guddu’s full blown erection!
“Yaar, teraa toh pooraa khadaa ho gayaa, hah!” Veer exclaimed with mirth, asking, “Suhaagraat kaa soch rahaa thaa kya?”
Suddenly reaching up and grabbing the rigid, cotton covered appendage, fondling Guddu’s fully erect manhood appreciatively… slipping his fingers under the distended package, caressing the healthy testicles…
And poor Guddu, he could only stand there and gasp at the amazing feeling… fidgeting uncomfortably as Veer continued to grope and prod his engorged genitals… shamefaced, yet totally aroused!
“Yaar, tu ghabraa matt,” Veer suddenly announced, “churidaar ke crotch me mein gusset add karr doongaa… bilkul aise,” he said running his fingers across the pubic arch and down along the groin, right between the thighs, touching Guddu’s perineum, “ek triangular piece of linen… achhaa support mil jayegaa!
“Aur agar during the wedding ceremony, ya phir reception time pe raat kaa soch kae tu excited ho bhi gaya, no problem, gusset sambhaal legaa… kisi ko pataa bhi nahi chalega kii teraa lund khadaa hain!”
And even before Guddu could respond or react, he felt Veer hook his fingers in the waistband and tug off his briefs in one swift motion… baring him completely, stripping him naked!
Aur jaise hii chaddi kaa quaid se mukth huyaa toh ekdam saa phanphanaa-taa utth khadaa huyaa Guddu laa lund… seedhaa ooper ke taraf, bilkul kadak…
Flexing and throbbing furiously as it twitched and jerked sticking out high from the bed of his lush, unruly tangle of dark, straggly pubes!
“Arre, ye kyaa!” Veera gasped in amazed disbelief, “Teraa pubes aise uljhe-uljhe kyu, tu trim nahi kartaa, huh?!”
And as Guddu shamefully wondered if it could get any more embarrassing or weird… Veer continued, running his fingers through the boy’s curly tangle…
“Yaar, tu koi choudaa saal kaa pubescent bachhaa nahi, jhaat hameshaa neat maintain karnaa, regular trimming…
Aur edges ko thoda saa shape denaa. Hafte baad tera shaadi hain, suhaagraat ko aisae uljhe jhaat le kar jaigaa kya apni dulhan ke paas, huh?!”
Guddu simply stood there, wishing that this was a bad dream and he’d soon wake up… feeling his cock flex and twitch.
“Aur week me 3 ya 4 baar koi achhaa saa conditioner wala shampoo use kar lenaa, especially during those hot, sultry months…
Jab poora pasiinaa-pasiinaa ho jataa. Ab neeche koi deo yaa antiperspirant lagaa nahi saktaa naa, toh shampoo is the best option… aside from keeping the pubes soft and shiny, it will also keep it smelling fresh!
“Chalo, koi baat nahi,” Veera ne kahaa aur jhat se Guddu kaa khadaa lund pakad liyaa… aur sehelaatey huye foreskin poora neeche khaich diya, making Guddu groan at the amazing sensation.
His hips jerking forward, sliding his rigid cock through Veer’s fist… the tip almost spurting out an excited gob of sparkling pre-cum!
“Aaj toh nahi hogaa, par kal mein apna trimmer aur razor le aaungaa aur teraa jhaat sahii kar doongaa… neatly trimmed, edges shaped, aur shaft and sac shaved smooth!”
Veer said while still stroking Guddu’s flexing hardon, thrilled as he watched the tip drool out the boy’s liquid arousal — man-hii-man khush hotaa huyaa yeh soch kar ke aaj zaroor uska sapnon ka jahan aabaad honaa thaa… somehow sure he’d get to fulfill all his dreams after years of waiting!
Gay sex tale of horny gay young boy with hot tailor
Aur phir hanstaa huyaa bol utthaa, “Chal, teraa lund kaa bhi naap le letaa hoon!”
Releasing the penis Veera picked up the tape… running it along the throbbing length, from base to tip, exclaiming, “Wow, six-and-a-half… yaar, kisi ko bhi khush kar degaa tu!”
Guddu just stood there, literally gasping for air… he was well beyond all shame and abashment by now, beyond all emotions other than simple LUST…
Consumed by a burning, raging conflagration of maddening desire…
Suddenly, all those years of watching Veer, all those unknown and uncomprehended emotions… now welling up, bubbling and frothing over…
And all at once Guddu understood the true meaning of that electrifying jolt he experienced when Veera had hugged him earlier…
Suddenly, intensely wanting Veer… wanting Veera to take him, do whatever he wanted to do!
Craving only RELEASE!
End of Part Two
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