Indian Gay Sex Story: Murga ban k gaand marai: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Murga ban k gaand marai: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Har raat ki tarah aaj bhi 8 baje Akram aaine ke
saamne khada tha.
Usne shave kiya tha aur apne baalon ko gel lagaya tha.
Usne apne baaju
uthakar apne armpits ko bhi shave kiya tha. Apne chest
ko bhi voh
hardam smooth rakhta tha. Ek baar usne apne kamar par
bandha towel
nikaalkar apne lund ko dekha. Bilkul smooth! Aaj subah
hi usne vahaan
shave kiya tha. Lund ka sar bulb ki roshni mein chamak
raha tha aur
halka sa khada hone laga. Magar Akram ab kuch nahin
karna chahta tha.
Usne phir se towel baandh liya. Use khud ka nazaara
achcha laga.
Usne apne cupboard mein se ek white shirt
nikaala. Shirt uske size se
ek size kam tha. Usne shirt pehna. Ooper ke do button
khule chode.
Shirt tight hone ke kaaran uske nipples dikh rahe the.
Uske abs bhi
jhalak rahe the. Use achcha laga. Uske baad usne ek
laal rang ka VIP
Frenchie nikaala aur pahen liya. Usne towel khol diya
tha. Apna lund
usne Frenchie ke andar thoda adjust kiya taaki uska
halka bulge dikhe.
Usne lund ko sehlaana chaaha, phir ruk gaya. Cupboard
mein se ek
Wrangler ka faded blue jeans nikala aur pahen liya.
Jeans thoda tight
tha – usmein se laude ka bulge saaf dikh raha tha.
Aaine ke saamne
usne baithkar dekha. Lund ka bulge aur bhi gol aur
sexy dikh raha tha.
Aakhir mein usne apna kaala leather belt aur Red Tape
ke shoes pahene.
Brut ka perfume apne bagal mein lagaya aur apna mobile
lekar ghar se
nikal pada.
Halki baarish ho rahi thi. Use maloom tha theek
kahaan jaana hai.
Kuch hi der mein voh ek sunsaan bageeche mein pahunch
gaya. Vahin ek
ped ke neeche voh ruk gaya. Usne apne ird-gird dekha.
Kam se kam teen
aur ladke alag alag pedon ke paas khade the. Sab usi
ke tarah chikne
the aur bilkul ban-than kar aaye the. Usne unmein se
ek-do
jaan-pehchaanwaalon ko smile diya. Phir apne jeb mein
se Marlboro
nikalkar jala liya. Aaj ka mausam bahut achcha tha.
Bas ab sirf koyi
achcha customer mil jaaye to baat ban jaaye!
Kuch hi minute baad ek Opel Corsa aakar uske
paas ruk gayi. Window
down hua. Ek 30-35 saal ka aadmi uske taraf ke window
se baahar
nikalkar usse poochne laga, “Yeh naana-naani park hai
na?”
“Haan,” Akram ne cigarette ka ek kash lete hue
kaha.
“Yahaan se Lokhandwala kaise jaane ka?”
“Lokhandwala?” Akram ne poocha.
“Haan. Vahaan ghar hai mera.”
“Ghar hai aur raasta maloom nahin?”
Us aadmi ne Akram ko ek lambi nigaah se dekha,
muskuraya aur kaha,
“Voh kya hai ki andhere mein mujhe theek dikhayi nahin
deta.”
“To main chalkar batata hoon aapko,” Akram ne
kaha.
“Aaja,” usne kaha aur darwaza khola.
Akram andar jaakar baitha. Us aadmi ne uske
baithte hi apne wallet
mein se teen Rs.1000 ke note nikalkar uske Akram ke
jeb mein daale.
Akram ne kuch nahin kaha. Yeh vahaan ka roj ka routine
tha. Voh seat
belt pahenkar baith gaya aur cigarette phoonkne laga.
Kuch der gaadi chalne ke baad, Akram ne kaha,
“Music chala na.”
Driver ne ek Friction ka CD daalkar chaalu kiya.
Usne kaha, “Achcha
laga?”
“Haan… Don’t be shy, my honey…” Akram ne
kaha.
“La, cigarette ka ek puff mujhe bhi de.”
Akram ne apni cigarette us aadmi ke munh par
rakhi. Akram ke thook se
voh thodi geeli huyi thi. Us aadmi ne phir bhi maze se
use choosa aur
ek lamba kash liya. Akram uske kandhe par haath
daalkar baith gaya aur
use cigarette ke puffs deta raha.
Signal par gaadi ruki.
Driver ne apna haath
seedhe Akram ke lund par
rakh diya. Akram ne apni jaanghein phaila dee aur use
lauda sehlane
diya. “Sahi maal hai tera,” driver ne kaha aur uska
zip kholne laga.
Akram ne uska haath hata diya. “Abey chutye, itni
jaldi kya hai
tereko?” usne poocha, “Tere ghar chalkar karte hai na
yeh sab.”
Driver ne poora accelerator dabaya aur gaadi
start ki.
Dus minute baad donon us aadmi, jiska naam Madan
tha, uske ghar
pahunche. Madan Akram ko bithakar andar gaya. Jab
baahar aaya to usne
sirf ek white tennis shorts pehna tha. Akram ne use
gaur se dekha.
Banda hatta-katta tha. Bhari poori chaati, flat chest
aur nipples
bade-bade. Chaati par thode baal the. Chaddi mein
dekhkar use
thoda-thoda ehsaas hua ki yeh aadmi bhi kudrati den se
maalamaal hai.
Use laga uski shaam bahut achchi jayegi.
Voh sofa par baith gaya. “Aaja idhar,” usne
Akram ko kaha.
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Akram gaya aur zameen par baitha, bilkul uski
phaili huyi taangon ke
beech mein. Achanak Madan ne uska sar kaskar pakad
liya aur kaha,
“Madarchod, ab kis baat ki deri kar raha hai? Le
choos!” Yeh kehkar
usne Akram ka munh apne chaddi par dhar diya. Akram ne
apna munh khola
aur uski chaddi mein se hi uska lauda choosne laga.
Chaddi loose thi
aur bilkul hi choti. Lund poora khada ho gaya aur
chaddi mein se
baahar nikal gaya. Akram ne ooper se neeche use choos
daala.
Madan ne Akram ke shirt mein haath daala aur
uska nipple pakad liya.
Use bahut garmi chad gayi thi. Voh apni gaand
utha-uthakar apna lauda
Akram ke munh mein de raha tha. Jab Akram ko laga ki
yeh itne mein hi
chhod dega, tab Madan ne hi Akram ko choosne se rok
diya.
