Indian Gay Sex Story of The Forbidden Family Fruit: 3

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Indian Gay Sex Story: Hello again. Varun here, back with another experience, This is a story submitted by a fan, which I tried to put into words. You can read the part 1 of the story HERE.

I received tremendously positive feedback on my last stories, which prompted me to share more experiences. For those of you who are new to my writing, I am Bi, from Mumbai. I would love to connect with anyone who wants to get in touch, just drop me a mail at [email protected] or connect over instagram @Indian_men_xperiences.

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Up until now, you read how the sexual escapades started between me and my cousin hussain, and our passionate kinky makeup session. Continuing, Chocolate, yes, unmistakably chocolate. He kissed me while dropping his chocolaty saliva in my hungry mouth.

Hussain: “Aur Khayega?” I hungrily replied: “Ha bhaijaan” He again moved away, and then I heard the command, “Khol be apna muh”. I obliged, and he dropped a spoonful of icecream in my hungry open mouth. Ewww. This wasn’t icecream. This was lemon juice, a spoonful of very sour lemon juice. My whole mouth clenched, and I was about to spit it out.

As I opened my mouth to spit it out, Bhaijaan shoved his cock directly, within that split second, into my mouth. I was taken by surprise and his dick went directly to my clenched throat, hitting it hard and opening it. With his push, whole lemon juice also went down my throat, making me pukish.

I tried to resist, but only gag noises came out, Hussain’s dick lodged deep in my throat, making it hard to breathe. He then started fucking my mouth, while dripping chocolate ice cream in my mouth. Damn, The mixture of his dick and ice cream made it even tastier. All that sourness was replaced with hot love mixed ice cream.

I couldn’t see, but I was sure his dick must look heavenly, like a big Popsicle , covered with chocolate and coated with my saliva, with pre cum cherry on top. He fucked my mouth like that for about 5 minutes, before turning around. He started stroking my dick, while he shoved his own ass on my face.

He spend his cheeks and put his cherry on my lips. His crack felt a little hairy, but that just turned me on more. I have never thought bhaijaan would be open about his ass, as I thought he would be a hardcore top, as far as common lingo covers. He commanded, “Bas pda rahega ya chatega ab bhosdike.

Jannat dikha rha hu tujhe mai”. I’m not one to wait for another invitation, I opened my mouth and licked that hole. It smelled fresh, and very clean. I started slurping it like a jelly, and Bhaijaan’s moans told me I was doing a wonderful job at it. My licking relaxed his hole a bit, and I slipped my tongue in there.

He didn’t moan, at least not in a sonic frequency but his back arched at an impossible angle and his grip on my dick became tight af. Knowing that he was enjoying it so much, I wanted to put a finger in there and show his prostate a good time, but my hands were tied, and I didn’t wanna waste the opportunity for my tongue.

I started rimming him constantly, and after a while, he seemed to have enough of it. He stopped handling my dick, which was loving his warm fingers and moved below my legs. Bhaijaan then lifted my legs up after untying them, put them on his shoulders and started rubbing his monster on my hole.

He then put some paste like substance, I don’t know what, on my ass, and started licking and rimming me. He was exceptional at it, with a slender long tongue that made my eyes close and my toes extremely mobile. He went down under for about 10 minutes before resurfacing again, and kissing me tight.

My hole was all open now, Hussain had done such a fine job. His lips tasted chocolaty, maybe what he rubbed and licked off my ass must have been chocolaty. Also, his nose and lips were all wet, owing to his expert ass slurping that left my hole wanting more, so much more. Now that my hole is free and left open, it was itching for more.

I said,”Bhaijaan, ab daal bhi do. Apke bade Lund ki pyaasi hai meri gaand.” But Hussain was in a mood to play a little more. And given our parents had long plans today, he sure seemed to be in no hurry to finish what he started. He just got up, pushed 3 fingers together in my ass, making it wide open and then left me hanging.

He was enjoying my ecstasy, my longing, my pain. I begged him again, Trying to pry open my hands from this state, and use my fingers to quench that fire in my hole, but the bastard had bound my hands tightly. He came near me and opened my blindfold, about 5 minutes after this. He was fully dressed, in jeans and a red t-shirt.

This teasing has gone way too far. He said he doesn’t have condoms, and he wants to fuck me nicely. So he’ll go buy the dotted ones from the nearby supermarket. I asked him to at least untie me. He said, “Mujhe maza ayga ye sochkar ki tu meri randi ki tarah yha mere lund ka interar kar rha h.”

I started pleading, asking him to please untie me. He didn’t like that I was making so much noise, so he took my torn undies lying on the bed, and stuffed them in my mouth. Now I couldn’t make any noise. I was simply lying there, Naked, with hands and legs bound to the bedposts.

It was frustrating, and yet I could see how it would be erotic for bhaijaan. I just hoped he comes back soon, with condom and fucks me up hot and heavy. I keep lying there, tied up, for about half an hour, and I was feeling cold now, but the images of naked body of Hussain kept going through my mind, like a slideshow.

I still couldn’t believe this was happening, me and hussain in bed together, our naked bodies enjoying each other’s heat. I was woken up from this dreamland by the sound of the front door opening. Looks like Bhaijaan is home finally, my hole itched again.

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His tongue had left a longing sensation there. “Hussain, Junaid?, Hussain”, My aunt’s voice came. I froze instantly. It seems like my aunt is back home, earlier than expected. And I am lying here naked, bound. What if she comes upstairs looking for us? I couldn’t think of any logical explanation that explains this situation. My mind ran into an overdrive of situations, all of them being equally alarming.

And human brain is a vile thing, being in this dangerous situation, my brain started running downstairs again, making my half asleep dick erect again. It was as if my penis had a brain of its own, one that found this alarming situation amusing, and was ready to put on a show if anyone comes.

I thought I would just shout and say I am up here, and will come down in few minutes. At least I’ll be able to buy some time. But my undies were stuffed in my mouth, making any word that comes out of my mouth muffed and senseless.

In these few minutes that I lost, I heard footsteps approaching the room I was lying in, naked, bound, with an erect dick and dirty with chocolate stains all over my body, chocolate cream flowing around on the bed and red, fresh bite marks on my nipples and neck, along with a torn underwear, smelling of piss and precum stuffed in my open mouth.

I thought this is the day I die. I heard noises right outside the door, and couldn’t help but close my eyes, because the reality was too horrific to face.

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