Real Indian Gay Story of Trash Collector Twink’s Seduction: 1
Real Indian Gay Story: It was a very bright hot summer day and the humidity was very low so people weren’t sweaty. I was staying alone in my room and I was so horny on this particular day. I had a fit slim toned fair body with very little facial hair which is not even visible properly but I had sunken cheeks and a nice jawline.
I have been eyeing this particular twinky kabadiwala man who had been passing by my house for the past week. I wanted to give him something a lot but it wasn’t old stuff. Around lunch time, 1-2 pm, I heard the Kabadi Wala saying “Papooood! Kabaaadiiiiii” and my dick got very hard. I went outside to my balcony and saw him driving his cart towards my area.
Then I just remembered that I had some old items in the house. Now I had an excuse to call him up and a cover story for any gossipy aunties or unclejis of the colony who may find it suspicious that a KabadiWala exited a house without any old items. I saw the kabadiwala come nearer to my house and called him to come up by motioning my hand.
He parked his cart nearby. He was a young man, most probably in his early twenties. A bit younger to me. He was thin, dusky coloured and had sunken cheeks. He had trimmed facial hair. His head hair was spiked up and it curved to the right. He was wearing tight jeans, slippers and had rough skin.
Apart from already being so hot, when he turned to get down from his cart by lifting one of his legs from the paddle, he looked so sexy. When he came in, I told him to come into my house and check the old stuff behind that he may want at the back of the flat where it was already dimly lit with a zero bulb. He confidently walked past me and was not shy.
He came in and looked around and put his hands on his hips. I stood beside him and he was around my height. He looked at me and was staring at my body. I asked him if he could help me and he said, “Haaa. Bolo. Kya karna hai?” It seems so we both wanted something and he already had an idea.
He could make out my toned body from the slightly tight T-shirt I was wearing and he liked what he saw. I also liked what I saw but there was a condition and that was the fact that I’m top. I told him, “Bistar me maza chij karna hai?” He immediately said, “Haa. Karunga!” I asked him his age to make sure he is a major and not a minor. He was 22.
I then told him that I don’t suck or won’t give my ass and that I wanted to fuck his ass to which he agreed but he said he was afraid to take it in but he told me, “me chus sakta hai”. I made sure that before we did anything, everything was clear and the consent given was informed consent. I told him that I can apply a lubricant, “Me gel ladunga. Itne darat nhi hoga!” but still he was afraid.
He clearly wasn’t rich obviously but he was hygienic. His teeth, clean and white as snow against his dusky skin tone. He was not one of those Paan eating or Gutka eating young men.
Real Indian gay story of a sexy and horny young trash collector’s seduction
This was my lucky day. To eliminate any bad breath I took, and also gave him some mouth wash and told him to spit it out after rinsing his mouth. He complied after I showed him how to do it.
I got close to him. No smell was coming out of his body. I told him not to worry about me drilling his ass and told him I wouldn’t do it if he didn’t want it. By now his dick and my dick were super hard and we both could noticed the bulge. The awesome fun began and I was about to finally fulfil my fantasy after studying in Delhi for some years.
