Desi Gay Sex Story: Massaging my straight buddy: 13
Desi Gay Sex Story: Massaging my straight buddy: 13
Desi Gay Sex Story: Hello everyone, Sarthak here again back with the another part. Please give me your feedback, like the story and recommend it. Also, Forgive me if I make any mistakes. Any of you willing to contact me E-mail me on [email protected]. If anybody who is slim and averagely good looking, and willing to meet me or get intimate with me, let me know. With that, let’s jump to the story.
“Why ?” I asked. Then he said, “Because I love you too.” I smiled and asked “Really ?”, to which he shook his head for Yes. I got up and hugged him tightly. I felt the same tight hug from his side. It was like the best day of my life. Soon Yash came out of the room and sat at the breakfast table. He asked us what was so good that we are hugging each other.
“Just some personal stuff” Anmol replied and we all had our breakfast. As usual, after breakfast, Yash and I got in the bathroom and started making out with each other. But now this time I had this feeling like I was cheating on Anmol. I felt guilty but didn’t know what to say to Yash. So I kept doing it.
Almost a week passed similarly, with me and Anmol looking at each other happily and yet had my main activity with Yash. Soon came the holiday season and Yash left the flat to join his family for Diwali. Anmol wasn’t willing to go to his place and neither did I because of our coaching classes (used as an excuse for parents).
Eventually, we decided to go someplace out alone where we can be ourself alone. He suggested that we go to Goa with our savings and have some fun over there, more like a honeymoon. I agreed and we both made plans for Goa with each person spending 10000 rupees we earned for an MNC. After 2 days Yash left, all of our other roommates left as well except one. But we did leave anyway. That day Anmol booked a rental car for us which he was gonna drive from Pune to Goa.
On our way we ate, we held hands, we took pictures at beautiful spots. There was a point where we were passing through Ghats of Lonavla and we decided to go out and get wet in the rain. We parked the car at a decent clearing by the road, got out, and enjoyed the rain. We got completely wet. We did take some pics of ourselves. We kissed in that rain since no one was there to watch and then stared into each other’s eyes for a good minute.
Then we decided to leave. Since we were supposed to keep the car dry, we undressed ourself out of the car except for our underwear and got in it. We sat inside the car and Anmol asked me to close my eyes since he was going to change his underwear. At the same time, he gave the clarification that he is not ready for our relationship to see each other naked yet. I shook my head to yes and closed my eyes. He trusted me and started changing.
By the sounds in the car, I figured it out that he took off his underwear and was completely naked next to me. It hit me in the head that I can take a peek at him completely naked and was going to but I don’t know somehow my hands didn’t from my eyes and I did not see eventually. Soon I heard him put on his underwear and he asked me to open my eyes. I looked at him and he was wearing a new Jockey Tanga brief in which he was looking like a male model.
Those smooth thighs with very small hairs and that abs shaped stomach above the waistband of underwear with a thick layout of his dick through the pouch of his underwear was driving me crazy. Soon he told me to change my underwear which now had a boner in it. He closed his eyes and I changed mine but did not tell him to open his eyes. As soon as I changed I leaned towards him and my lips went straight to his chest. I started kissing him in the chest and then sucked every drop off his nippled. He opened his eyes, ran his hand through my hairs, lift my face up and kissed me.
We kissed for a while in our underwear in the car. Then we got dressed and left for Goa. We reached Goa after 5-6 hours of drive. It was evening time. We made it to a place which one of my friends suggested in Goa. It was nice 4BHK bungalow owned by an old woman who rented the top floor of that place to visitors for 500Rs a day. She told us to stay up there, use whatever we want, do whatever we want, she won’t care until and unless we do any damage. We agreed and got upstairs.
Upstairs had two beautiful rooms with a fireplace by the TV, a well-furnished bathroom, king sized bed, huge closets our own kitchen with working fridge, oven and Gas Cooktops, and a balcony twice the size of the room with a spectacular view of the beach. Anmol went straight to the bed and took a nap for an hour. During that time I cooked fried rice and gravy for both of us.
I woke Anmol up, had our dinner and then stood in balcony enjoying the view and cold blow of the wind off the sea while Anmol hugged me from behind and kept kissing and sucking my neck which kept sending electricity down my Spine. Then somehow I remembered that there were many Gay clubs in Goa. I told him that we can go there, dance, kiss in public and it wouldn’t matter since no-one in goa knew us.
He agreed and we got dressed and left for the club. We got there where we had stamps put on our forehand and we entered there. To our surprise, there were only men in there. Men dancing with each other. Men hugging each other. The bartenders were muscular in only underwear. The place was like heaven. We got to the end of the bar and I ordered myself a beer. I asked Anmol what he wants and soon found out that he doesn’t drink.
I somehow managed to get him to drink beer which he did. Then we were drinking while a good looking guy came to me and asked me if I wanted to dance with him. I didn’t want to but somehow told him that I had a boyfriend. He said ok and turned towards Anmol and asked the same thing. Anmol told him that he was my boyfriend. The guy laughed, apologized to us and told us that we made a really cute couple.
He offered if we would have a threesome with him but before I could say anything Anmol said no. He gave a smile and left. Soon I got bored with the beer and asked the bartender to bring me Vodka. Anmol asked me if I was sure about this to which I replied “Yes”. I had around 3 vodka shots and I was flying. I looked at Anmol’s eyes with him smiling at me.
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The next thing I remember was that I was throwing up at a corner outside the club and he asked me to get back to the flat. After that my hangover came down he tried to get me towards the car. But I resisted and told him that I was feeling better and wanted to dance with him in the club. Later he agreed and we got back in. I got in the club and started dancing by just slowly moving my body and arms while Anmol had me hugged from behind with his nose by my ears.
With all those bright colorful light and the rock music, the only thing I could focus on was Anmol’s breathing in my ears, my heartbeat, his kissing in my neck, his chest on my back, my hands in his back hair and his bulging crotch on my butts which was pushing against me…..To be cont’d
