Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 3

Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 3

Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi guys, Now with the third part… You can read from the beginning here.

It was a slow day at college, we were bored to the core. Surya and I decided to bunk the later part of college. But not sure where to go. We decided to go to his place, his dad won’t be home till 7 pm. We were not particularly horny, so it didn’t matter to us. We were thinking to just sit at home and watch TV.

We reached his home and found that the door was not locked. His dad was home. It was unusual for him to be at home at this time. When we walked in he was packing his bag and looked excited.

We expected him to ask us why we were home at this hour, but he didn’t. “Alright, kids?! ” He beamed.

“Are you going somewhere, Dad?” Surya asked, staring at the almost packed bag and his father’s excited face. “Yeah! Just a small two day trip to Mumbai.” he said, “with colleagues, an official trip of course” he added hastily.

Something in his voice made it sound like a lie to me. I didn’t voice it out, not my business, I thought.

“We have a flight this evening” his dad was still talking, ” so will leave in some time, here!” He shoved a couple of five hundred rupee notes into his son’s hand, “spend in case you need it, don’t waste..” he added sternly, half smiling.

Within a few minutes, he left, humming to himself, which was something very unusual for him to do. We both stared as he left, “Weird!” I said “Never saw him in such a mood before.”, I voiced out my amazement finally. Surya showed no enthusiasm…

He turned around unbuttoning his shirt, his head bent down, “Not to me” he said, something in his voice made me uncomfortable. “What do you mean?” I asked, he resolutely avoided looking at me.

“I saw him with a woman the other day, I think it’s either his mistress or a whore.” his voice was shaking slightly. “What the heck are you talking about?” I asked, “Yes! I totally understand though, my mom died ages ago, his body has needs too, I can’t expect him to devote his entire life to us” he said trying to sound indifferent.

But I could hear the strain beneath his indifference. Even I felt the same, he is a human being too, he has needs. But looking from the son’s point of view, I knew what pain Surya was going through…

He wanted his father to be happy, but thinking about him sharing his bed with another woman than his mother was hurting too. I was feeling sad too. Immediately I went to him and hugged him, to console him. By then he had already removed his shirt and was in his sleeveless vest.

My hands were feeling his soft skin, but all I felt was overwhelming sadness for him. Within seconds the barrier broke, he started crying, but something changed all of a sudden, “I want you to get closer to me now Kishan” he said, his voice shaking slightly. I thought he wanted me to hug him more tightly, but no, “Remove your clothes, I want you to get more close to me, inside me, I want to feel you all over,” he said.

I tried to console him, obviously, he is too sad and too confused. He was sad, not horny, but he was in no mood to listen and started stripping me, with mad urgency. Within minutes, I was standing buck naked, with my back against the bedroom wall, and he was kneeling in front of me, sucking my cock deeply like never before.

I was too surprised and now too horny to make sense of what was happening, and he seemed to have reached a different stage of madness. He was sucking me so passionately that I was going insane too, till finally I lost my control, pushed him on the ground, ripped off his pants and rest of the clothes and entered him.

With his spit all over my dick, it entered him very easily, and deeply. I started fucking him with increased vigour, his ass was completely supportive today.

My dick was completely in him, and my thumps increased. He was groaning loudly, and I was too horny to make any notice of the loud noise we were making, and with every minute I was getting closer to climax and he was shaking his ass taking me deeper.

And with one final tug I was all inside him and exploded, and I came in him like never before… My cum was almost oozing out of him. Just as we slumped we heard a sound.

Read the hot and steamy Indian gay sex story of a horny guy caught by his friend’s brother while having a wild time with his friend!

I lifted my head, to see, his younger brother standing at the door, his eyes wide…mouth slightly open with shock, we were naked. I was still in Surya, my cum was dripping from his ass, and we had no excuse to give him, and we were too shocked to even move…

What happened next? Read here to find out now!

Will continue in next part… Till then enjoy…

Love,
Kishan