Gay gangbang story of wild fun in new town: 4
Forced gangbang story: Vikas got up and went to answer the door, not bothering to even wrap a gamchaa around his nakedness!
“Aai na re, Shankar…” I heard him say.
“Kyu Vikas bhaiyya-ji, mahinaa bolen aur teen hii hafton me?!” I heard a voice laugh in reply.
Vikas laughed back, closing the door.
“Kaa chalat haa?” the voice came closer to the bed…
“Kowcho naahi…” Madan responded with a mirthful laugh, slowly sitting up, “ratiya bhar babu ko khoos kariibe kaa taiaari!”
The newcomer was now standing right in front of me, at the head of the creaking chaukii… and as I lifted my eyes, I groaned — it was Shankar, the boy from the medical store in the main market… a kid, a teenager, not a day older than eighteen!
Almost six feet tall, he was a very handsome boy — sharp, beautiful features, slim and slender, aur bilkul gora-chitta… sar pe kaale ghungrale baal, gaal bilkul mulaayam, with just chin scruff – silky strands of curly, dark hair, trimmed short.
I saw him look at Arif, grinning, already taking off his clothes, “Kaa ho marde!”
Arif simply grunted in reply, humping away, his hand still jerking me off…
And as Shankar dropped his pants… seeing him naked… his cock, I gasped!
Vikas, Madan and Arif were all hung, each with almost equally fat dicks… but Shankar was a GIANT — easily nine and a half, maybe even more, as thick as his own wrist — and he wasn’t even hard!
His leathery scrotum was like a heavy pouch, hanging low, almost halfway down his thighs — ek bhaari thaila jaisa, jhoolta huya — the incredibly large balls loaded!
Hearing my gasp they all laughed, Madan reaching out and tweaking my engorged nipple, “Bauka gayil kaa, babu?”
Yes, I was dumbfounded… and I went on staring, my eyes wide, disbelieving!
“Aisan barkaa dekhailaa kabhi, heh?” Shankar laughed, waving his dick in front of my stunned face, “Choosbe kaa?”
All three laughing as Madan pinched my nipple hard, making me groan.
“Ae babu, bhakuaail gawa kaa?” Shankar asked, getting up on the bed, on his knees, lovingly stroking his quickly hardening tool, centimetres from my face…
Before thrusting his pelvis forward, rubbing the bloated head against my lips, “Le babu, tani choos ke geel kar de!”
Almost unconsciously my lips parted, opening wide, and Shankar thrust his pelvis forward, shoving in the head… filling my mouth to capacity, letting out a sigh as his fingers curled in my hair, holding my head.
I heard Vikas and Madan laugh as Shankar began rocking his hips… forcing more of his rigid cock in my drooling mouth as he leaned in, his other hand sliding down my back… going between my buttocks… his long fingers reaching in…
“Kaa’re babu, tu hamke aapan gaand debaa?” Shankar asked as his finger nudged at my stretched, already stuffed hole.
Arif’s throbbing dick in my ass, and his hand jerking my cock… Shankar’s massive tool in my mouth, his strong masculine smell overpowering my senses… his arrogance, his obscene words, the lewd tone… all finally combined to push me over the edge…
My cock exploding in Arif’s grip… twitching violently as it spewed my two month’s stock of stored cum all over the bed… the thick, viscous semen gushing out with nerve-wracking force…
It seemed like my balls had simply melted and was flowing out of my flexing shaft… jaise mera shariir kaa har hissa nechod kar saraa ras, saarii shakti, mera lund se bahar beh raha thaa…
Drained and exhausted, I went limp… but Arif held my hips, keeping my ass up, while Shankar kept my head up… both continuing to fuck my two ends…
Until my crazed ass finally forced Arif to shed his youthful seed, humping wildly as he emptied his balls in my ass, filling me with his bountiful cum… falling over my back as he gave the final few powerful thrusts before going still.
As soon as Arif’s dick slipped out of my sloppy, cum oozing ass, and he rolled off me, Shankar pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed my shoulder, “Chal babu, bhuiyaa par chal…” tugging my limp body off the bed and laying me on the floor, on my back, quickly going between my legs and lifting them high…
Spreading them before pushing my knees right up to my shoulder, pressing down — my thighs flat against my torso… my calves (shanks) pressed down on my thighs… and my ankles on my upturned buttocks…
“Thaehunaa tani gardaniya se pakad rakhkhaa…” he said, to no one in particular, but I saw Vikas get up and kneel above my head, his hands grabbing my knees, pressing them down against my shoulders… his balls brushing against my forehead, his erect cock flexing right above my eyes.
Shankar grabbed my flaccid, drained genitals with one hand, holding the package aside, while his other hand went between my parted asscheeks… directly to my anus… shoving in two finger as he laughed, “Gaand mast tightwa baa, cheeyaar debe!” rapidly fucking my sore hole with his fingers.
After about ten minutes of that he rose, getting into position, guiding his scarily massive penis to my quacking hole… and I felt the heat… the rigidity… and then he was pressing down…
I cried out as I felt his cock head stretch my aching ass mouth… the pressure relentless, fierce… making me groan as I thrashed my head around on the bare floor between Vikas’ knees…
My hands flailing wildly as I tried to grab the boy’s shoulders, stop him… but someone grabbed both my arms, holding them down…
I still struggled, squirming my ass as I tried to shift away from his merciless onslaught… when his hand holding my genitals, squeezed me hard, making me cry out as he growled fiercely, “Ae babu, chup-chap le le, jaada chapad-chapad kiya naata dhar ke naretiya teep denge!”
And that’s when he gave a massive thrust… forcefully shoving the huge head inside… and I screamed!
“Arre, bas babu bas, dhook gayil,” I heard Vikas saying, “le, ab tani aaraam se chudwa le!”
Aur phir kya?
Agle 45 minute tak Shankar lagataar chodta gaya… kya force, kya stamina… powering his hips as he send the massive cock ripping in and out of my totally ravaged, desensitised hole… bina ruke, bina chuke, bina thake, without slowing down even once… on and on…
And sometime during his wild fucking, bina khada huye, bina lund chooye, mera phir se maal jhad gaya — a hot stream of thick cum gushing out of my flaccid penis as it lay on my abdomen, swaying from side to side in tune with Shankar’s hunching… puddling on my stomach before rolling off the side…
And as my ass flexed, pumping out my semen, Shankar finally ground in, his pelvis pressed hard against my spread thighs… shooting his teen sperm deep in my belly… kam se kam ek gallon taaja maal meri gaand me bhar diyaa!
And I could feel every pulse, every flex of his cock, with each burst of cum as it shot out… sizzling hot… thick… and soothing!
Poora maal jhadte hii Shankar ne apna tana lund khej nikala aur uth khada huya, looking down at me as he grinned, “Babu, aaj ratiya bhar, bina soye, paari-paari, kaa?!”
I just lay there on the floor, my whole body numb… shaking from head to toe as I looked up at the handsome teenager towering over me, my eyes settling on his still rigid, still flexing cock… wondering what more was in store for me!
Bas, aage ka aur kya batana… raatbhar ghamasan chudai chalta raha — woh chaar top, aur mein akela bottom — spending excruciating hours squirming uncomfortably under them as they took turns fucking my mouth and ass…
Forced gangbang story of a horny top’s crazy bottoming experience
Ek ke baad ek, baari-baari, chodta gaya charon mil kar… aur beech me Shankar aur Vikas mera sandwich fuck bhi kar daala!
Bas, subah hote-hote na toh me uth paya, aur naa hi chal paya, aur wahii, Vikas ke room me hii pada raha…
After that night (it’s been three months now) they, all four of them, visit my room whenever they want (according to my shift at the factory) — sometimes alone, sometimes in pairs…
Sometimes all four together, especially on holidays — fucking me till I can take no more, pleading with them to stop, give me some rest… but somehow also liking it, eagerly waiting for them to come… aur chup-chaap gaand marwa leta.
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