Indian Gay Sex Story: My Boss & I
Indian Gay Sex Story: My Boss & I
Indian Gay Sex Story: This was my first job into the profession I really liked, which was Marketing. My role demanded me to report to the Vice President of my company. He was a middle aged man in his early thirties, about five feet seven inches tall, pretty well built. He was bald, hairy on the chest and had the pinkest of the lips.
We hit it off from day one with our working styles, ideas and thoughts being common. I always liked to go with him, either for customer negotiation meetings or for business meetings elsewhere.
We were supposed to go to Goa for a major conference and he wanted me to come along with him. We landed and headed to the hotel. Despite being told many times, I forgot to book the rooms and much to my delight the hotel staff at the front desk expressed that there would be only 1 room available.
The boss showed no remorse and we checked in. We had a hard day of work ahead of us, with each meeting we grew tired and weary, the occasional brush of our hands, or touch of our legs always made me blush and I knew it was quite evident. We returned tired and sweaty, at the room, he decided to get a shower and asked me to get him some coffee.
He went into the bathroom, and didn’t bolt the door, leaving me to my thoughts of fantasizing about him, and what it would be like to be with him in the shower, to feel his fingers sliding down my waist, to have the ecstasy of his baby pink lips on mine, my train of thoughts were interrupted with the knock on the door, with the room service bringing me in the coffee.
The man came out, showered and smelling so macho. A white towel wrapped around his waist, each chest hair neatly combed down, the nape of his neck looked so inviting, I had the instant urge to brush my lips on his neck. Our eyes met briefly, but I looked away. Post the coffee, we decided to let our hair down and go on to Calangute beach in Goa.
I rented a scooter from the hotel, much to get the feel of being in Goa, whilst on the scooter, his stomach touched my back, I was getting hornier every instant.
At the beach, the cool winds greeted us and we decided to sit by a shack and ordered ourselves a couple of beers. With each bottle down, he started being more friendly and touchy. All of a sudden he wanted to take a walk on the beach. We left our footware and walked along the beach, with our hands occasionally brushing past one another, our topics of discussion varied from failed love lives to work to politics,
I was about 5 bottles of beer down, and not in my head space. He paused to take a breath and look at the sea. I stood beside him breathing the cool air, just then he turned towards me to say something and I looked back, our lips touched. I was hesitant to make any more moves, but he, started working on my lips.
Soft, sweet and gentle, he took my lips in his and let myself in him. He slid his arms around my back and whispered in my ear, “ I’ve always known you liked me, and I kinda feel the same about you.”
My joy knew no bounds, we held hands and walked back to our scooter, too drunk to ride back, we hired a cab back to the hotel, The 45min journey for me was in anticipation and sexual tension of what was to come ahead.
At the room, I changed into my white T and was just in my boxers. My man pulled his shirt off, and was in maroon boxers. The slight bulge on his boxers showed his manhood!
He took me into his arms , his warm hairy body touching mine, our lips met, each kiss being more passionate than the previous, our tongues played and it sent shocks down my spine.
He pushed me gently on the bed and came over me, I so loved the heaviness of him on me. He looked at me, into my eyes and planted a deep kiss on me. I pulled him, and wrapped my arms around him and brushed my lips on the nape of his neck, he left a small moan, a moan of awesome horniness.
I could sense his manhood, waiting to be pleased as well. I slowly slid my lips from his neck onto his chest, brushing my lips against his sweet smelling body, and slowly went onto his belly button. There, I played around for long, tempting and teasing him.
I pulled his boxers down and found a clean 7 inch uncut rod waiting to be sucked. Looking at him, into his eyes, I popped my mouth open and took that sexy sweet dick in. With each suck he had more precum and the the more I sucked, the more he moaned.
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He pulled me over and asked if he wanted us to be one. I nodded looking him into the eye.
With a small thrust, he was inside me, each stroke so gentle and caring, his warm dick inside me and his lips on mine. He moaned in the most sexy way, finishing inside of me and jerking me off to be done too.
We lay in bed. Bodies entangling .. as I write this I wonder ..am I in LOVE????
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