Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 13

Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 13

Indian Gay Sex Story: I woke up with a start. There was a sharp sound of thunder and it was
pouring with rain. I remained in bed listening to the sounds and then
realized someone was standing at the foot of the bed. It was Arif.

I started getting up but Arif motioned me to stay where I was and came and
sat on the edge of the bed, putting his hand on my thigh. He was wearing a
white shirt and jeans and had shaved recently. I could smell his
aftershave. I knew what was going to happen and was neither surprised nor
unhappy about it. I turned towards him and smiled.

“Lovely weather”, he said and stroked my thigh suggestively.

“mmmm.. “, I yawned, stretching my body and asked, “What time is it?”

“A quarter to two” Arif answered taking off his shirt. He then calmly took
off his jeans and joined me in bed in his underwear. I was beginning to
get aroused. It was raining hard and the room was quite dark. The
temperature had dropped too. This was like a scene from a movie, I
thought.

He removed my clothes quickly and then embraced me. I could feel his hard
cock sticking into my stomach. I wrapped my legs around him and held him
in my arms. His body was firm and cool to touch and felt very good against
mine. We kissed passionately. I put my hand inside his underwear and held
his rigid phallus. It was leaking pre-cum. Moving my head down I took it
in my mouth, turning my tongue around. Arif groaned with pleasure and
pushed my head towards his crotch with his hand.

He started fucking my mouth slowly. My mouth was full of his thick, long
cock. I sucked as he moved it in and out of my mouth. Abruptly, he took
it out and said, “I can’t wait” and turned me on my stomach. The next
moment he spread my legs and spread my cheeks with his hands and spat on my
hole. He then bent and licked the hole with his tongue sending waves of
intense pleasure through my body as he lubricated my hole with his tongue.
Without wasting his time, he put his cock on the entrance and pushed
slowly. I could feel the hard organ slide into me. And then he was home.
I could feel his weight on my body, pressing me down and his hard cock
deeply embedded inside me.

For a few seconds he did nothing and then very slowly he started fucking
me. I was now familiar with his style: unhurried, slow and very sensuous.
The phallus went in and came out almost completely and then went in again,
reaching deep inside me, causing me to get hard and to want to cum. Arif,
as usual, wasn’t in any hurry and continued to fuck me smoothly and
expertly.

The rain outside became a downpour; coming down in sheets. One couldn’t
see anything outside from the window; everything was grey. The noise of
the rain and thunder became a background score to what we were doing in the
bed, our bodies moving together rhythmically.

Arif turned me over, putting my legs on his broad shoulders and with his
weight on his knees, he inserted his phallus back into my gaping pussy
without any effort and continued to fuck without changing his rhythm at
all. I was now really hard and Arif’s cock inside me was touching nerves
that nearly made me cum. My eyes were closed and lips partly open and I
felt flushed. The pleasure I felt was indescribable; I had surrendered
totally to Arif’s domination with his cock deep inside me; I felt I
belonged to him.

I opened my eyes to see Arif’s hairy chest, narrowing down to his trim
waist. I raised my head and could see his shaft, partly buried inside me
and his bush. His face was flushed. His eyes too were closed and teeth
clenched. He was now moving quickly, my body shaking with every shove. My
legs were now on the bed, thrashing wildly and my hands were pinned down by
his hands. He continued like that, making animal noises as his cock
penetrated my hole deeply and then with a long groan he emptied himself
inside me. I could feel the warmth of his semen as he shot his load.

My cock was touching my stomach and was very hard. As Arif watched me with
an intense expression in his eyes, I quickly worked myself to a climax,
emptying myself on my chest. Arif and I had my eyes locked all the time.

He then collapsed on me, kissing me tenderly and playing with my hair that
were wet with sweat. He lay there motionless, his cock still hard inside
me. Outside it continued to pour.

Hot and wild Indian gay sex story of a young desi having a fun with his friend Abid and his family

“I don’t want to get up but Abid would be returning any minute now and if
he found us together, it will be very unpleasant”, Arif said, sliding his
cock out a little and then in again. I just lay there with my legs open.
It seemed like a natural posture for me!

Eventually we got up and I combed my hair and put on my clothes. Arif too
had got back into his clothes. He got up to leave and then turned towards
me and hugged me warmly. “I wish you weren’t Abid’s friend. I would like
to meet you regularly but…” he left the sentence unfinished. I couldn’t
possibly tell him that Abid was not the only reason for him to be my
regular friend.

Abid returned after twenty minutes. The rain had stopped. We all had tea
in the veranda and then they both left after saying goodbye very warmly.
Alone, I felt a little low and returned to my room. It was now around 5
pm.