Indian Gay Fucked by and fucking the landlord’s son

Indian Gay Fucked by and fucking the landlord’s son

Prologue:
“Top or bottom?” Praveen asked me, as I emerged from the shower in my towel. I stopped dead in my tracks.
“What?” I asked, my heart already starting to beat faster.
“You heard me. Are you a top or bottom?” Praveen asked again, this time with a smirk.
“What top bottom?” I asked, making a mildly puzzled expression. How could he know, the thoughts were already racing in my mind.
“Oh come on now, Rishi. Don’t play the innocent fool,” saying this, Praveen pointed to my laptop. He hit the play button and the sounds of panting filled the room. Two young gays involved in hardcore gay sex in the bedroom; the top fucking the bottom like a stud.

I gulped. I was caught and there was no denying it. I bowed my head and said, “I don’t know what it is. I mean, I’m curious about it but I have never done it.”
“So you’re still a virgin, eh?” Praveen mocked.
“Yep. But….” I trailed off.
“You would like to have one experience of your own. You just don’t know how and with whom.” Praveen finished off for me.
My silence gave away my affirmation.

A few hours earlier:
Grunting and sweating, I hefted my last suitcase up the narrow stairs to the upper floor. I had shifted to the upper floor of a family house; my room was a modest bedroom-kitchen-bathroom. The ground floor was occupied by a family with a son my age. They were quite friendly, and were glad to have me as a tenant as long as I paid my rent on time, did not bring any girls over or created commotion. Praveen was their son, and he was quite helpful, holding my boxes for me as I struggled with them. In the evening, I was just about to make some tea when there was a knock on my door. I thought it must be uncle, but I opened it to see Praveen.

“Hi Rishi, mind if I come in? Were you busy?”
“Not at all, come in,” I ushered him inside.
“So, everything is settled?” he asked.
“Yeah, just finished unpacking and arranging. Would you like some coffee?”
“That’d be nice, thank you. Mom Dad have gone for a wedding and I’m bored, so thought I’d come over for a chat.”

Over the next half an hour, we chatted and got to know each other well. Praveen was a good student and he also had a good physique which came from working out regularly at the gym. I suddenly realised I had yet to take a shower, so I excused myself. “I won’t be long,” I said, “you can watch a movie or something on my laptop in the meantime.”

How was I to know that he’d open the “Recent media” on my player, see the vast amount of gay porn that I had hidden on my drive, and corner me like this?

I was still in my towel, feeling warmer by each passing second. Praveen just smiled, stood up and walked over to me. He was my height, and he looked into my eyes and spoke softly “Let me be the one.”

I could not say a word. Where was this heading? What was happening to me? Why was I feeling so horny, so swept up in the moment?

For an answer, I just looked down at my towel. My dick was beginning to stir. Praveen saw that too. He reached for my towel and slowly pulled it off me. I did not try to stop him, I just stood there, my head down, watching my dick grow. “Wait a minute, I’ll be back” he said. He was back in less than a minute, this time he had brought along a pack of condoms, some shaving cream, a razor and a small pipe that had a nozzle at the end. “You need to be shaved down there, Rishi,” Praveen said, leading me to the bathroom. I surrendered myself to him at that very moment. He took off his clothes, and I admired his well toned body with not a trace of hair on it. Praveen made me sit on the toilet seat and asked me to spread my legs. With the utmost gentility, he spread lather on my crotch and shaved my dick and balls free of hair. He athen asked me to kneel and bend over on the seat and he shaved the area around my balls too. After that, he turned on the shower and we stood there, wetting our bodies. I asked him what the pipe was for.

“We need to clean up your hole, man.” said Praveen. I bent over and he put the nozzle inside my ass and fixed the other end to the tap and turned on the water. I felt the water filling my insides, swelling my stomach. Praveen pulled out the pipe and asked me to clear myself. We repeated this two or three times. My ass felt squeaky clean and Praveen inserted a a soapy finger to check, eliciting a short moan from me.

Dripping of water, Praveen carried me to the bed. The bedsheet had begun to get soaked. He climbed up over me like a dominant bull, and pressed his body over mine and brought his lips over mine for a deep passionate kiss. I soaked in the moment and hooked my arms around his shoulder and kissed him back, floating in the moment of ecstasy. He then broke the kiss and began to trace his lips over my body, sucking my nipples, licking my navel, showering me with soft kisses. I just let go, spread my legs and continued to savour the moment, every delicious thing that he was doing to my body. The the moment of truth came; he put his lips on my cock. I moaned out loud.

“Shhh. Wait for the real pleasure, Rishi” he admonished; taking my dick with both hands and swallowing it in his mouth. Oh my God. I have only dreamt of a blowjob before and this was the real thing.It was so, so good, so much better than all the stories I had read and felt so much more that the hundreds of porn videos I had watched. I closed my eyes again, reached for his hair and grabbed it. And then I began to moan. Carefree, wild moans that seemed to make Praveen happier as he increased his pace of sucking. I had to stop him as I did not want to cum.

“Praveen..?”
“Yes Rishi..”
“Fuck me.”
“Ask for it again.”
“Fuck me Praveen, please fuck me but please don’t hurt me.” I moaned out.
“I am going to fuck you, but I won’t hurt you. But first you gotta suck my cock.”

Praveen’s manhood in my face, I slowly licked the tip, unsure of what it would taste like. It tasted musky and had the slight odour of precum, something that always turned me on as I masturbated. I opened my mouth wider and took in the head of that pulsating, veined piece of flesh that was going to take my virginity. Slowly, with a lot of saliva, I managed to take his six inches down my throat and felt it hitting the back of my mouth. Praveen was giving me instructions on how to swallow, pull and lick, and I was loving it. When I started bobbing my head in to and fro motion, covering my teeth with my lips, Praveen moaned. “Where did you learn this?” “From a story” I paused enough to mouth out the words and then went back to sucking him like a pro. Praveen too stopped me when he felt he would come.

“Please fuck me Praveen,” I begged him again. “Bend over, doggy style” he ordered. I wasn’t prepared for what happened next, he parted my ass cheeks with his strong hands and began to lick my ass crack and then tickle my asshole. I grabbed a pillow, buried my head inside it and began to moan, and moan hard and hard. Praveen was mercilessly rimming me and also fondling my dick and balls from down below. I was a complete slut at that moment, enjoying every moment. Then Praveen poured some lotion on his fingers and then slowly pushed his little finger into my ass. I moaned again, trying to push him out. I knew he was trying to loosen me up, so I fought the clench reflex, and let him work his magic on me. I took four fingers of his with ease after 20 minutes and couldn’t wait for the real thing. Praveen was about to roll on a condom when I asked him to go bare. He was surprised at my boldness. I added that he could cum inside me and I would love it. Praveen smirked again.

“Doggy or missionary?” he asked. “Both!” I said. “So be it,” he said, flipping me over like a hound takes a bitch. I was putting my weight on my neck and shoulders, separating my ass cheeks with my hands. I felt Praveen’s cock, well lubed, at my opening. I took a deep breath, and he began to push.

My ass was overcome with a burning sensation as the head got past and then the rest of Praveen’s shaft. The burning became more intense as Praveen pushed completely to the hilt inside me. My ass felt on fire and I was clenching like crazy, hoping to get Praveen out, but he wasn’t moving. Instead, he gripped my hips and began very very slow thrusts inside me. I was in a lot of pain but slowly the pain was dissolving away, the pleasure was coming in slow bursts. I began to gasp a little and asked Praveen to turn me over for missionary. Without even taking his cock out of me, he pivoted my body around so I was lying on my back now. He towered over me like a greek God and I submitted myself. He began to fuck me again by holding my legs apart, but I wrapped them around his waist and that drove him wilder. He was fucking me with faster strokes now and I was loving it more and more.

I reached for his neck, pulled him down and kissed him. In that moment, the balance of power shifted. When two men have sex, if neither of them is a submissive partner, the power play becomes extremely intense. The top’s strokes are matched by the bottom’s lurching and fondling of the top’s body, the top’s cock becoming clenched by the bottom’s ass another power play. When he bent over and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around his neck, running them over his sweaty body. That was our moment, our balance of power.

Praveen groaned “I’m cumming” and let out a large grunt. I felt a dozen, yes, one dozen strong twitches of his dick inside me and the warm, thick spurts of cum shooting, coating the depths of my ass. He collapsed on top of me and pulled out, panting. Cum dribbled out of my ass onto the bedsheets. I didn’t care.

We lay in an embrace for a passionate 10 minutes before I got up and said I wanted to fuck him. Praveen smiled.

Epilogue.
Ten…eleven…twelve..I’m çounting strokes in my head. “I’m cumming Praveen”, I blurt out, holding his hips, doggy style, on the 18th stroke. I feel that cum in me rising, I hollow out my balls in a shattering orgasm, cumming hard inside his ass, savouring the blissful state of orgasm, my whole body feeling like electricity as I feel my cock twitch 10 times.

“Now that you’ve had both, top or bottom?” Praveen asks me, grinning, cum flowing out of his ass. The two of us are locked in a passionate embrace once again.

“Both!” I reply, grinning, kissing him and reaching for his cock again. The pleasures had only just begun.