Indian Gay sex story – Childhood friends Gay sex
Indian Gay sex story – Childhood friends Gay sex
Sanam and I grew up together. Being in the same locality, we found each other years ago at recess in something like first or second grade. We have been pretty much inseparable since then! Sanam had an older sister and I had a younger sister, so it was an easy match for us to hang out together. We lived only two blocks apart so sleepovers and doing homework together were pretty common. I can’t even count how many times either his mother or mine would have us over at each others homes for dinner or a snack or whatever. Both pretty athletic, we always found ourselves playing one sport or another together. Plus we were a great back up system for the other as well. I’m sure Sanam would agree that going through puberty and the teen age years and the high school drama would not have been as smooth if we didn’t have each other to talk to. When our voices changed and hair started to sprout in new places, we shared and showed and somehow felt better knowing we weren’t going through this stuff on our own. Hell, we even had our first orgasms together.
Okay, don’t be so shocked. Let me explain. I don’t know any guy who at some point didn’t do a little show and tell of our twigs and berries when they started to grow. It was a spring afternoon. We were home alone one weekend, and somehow we started talking about the changes “down there.” Maybe we were eleven or twelve. I don’t really remember. In no time we had our pants off and compared what we had. We might have poked or prodded a bit, nothing much really, but we each got hard touching ourselves. Suddenly Sanam’s jaw dropped and his face went white and milky white stuff oozed out of the head of his cock. I stared in disbelief, or was it horror. Anyway, somehow my cock seemed to respond and dribbled out its own cream.
We sat stunned in silence for a bit but then giggled in nervousness and then wiped up and put on our pants and went outside to play some ball. The dating years crept upon us and we shared stories about the girls we dated and whether we had any luck getting to touch a boob or two. We didn’t even mind if we dated a girl the other guy liked. Somehow as long as one of us dated a particular girl, we were cool. Sometimes we even dated each others cast offs! We doubled dated when we could and sometimes talked more with each other then with the girls, who usually ran off to talk and giggle on their own anyway!
By the way, my name is Prateek. At age eighteen, we doubled dated and drove to a secluded spot overlooking the lake. Well, this was the date we all remember. “Our first time!” I was in the front seat with my date and Sanam was in the back with his. Don’t ask me to remember the girls’ names or how it all started, but I remember all four of us got naked from the waist down and we fucked our dates. To be honest, I was a bit nervous and a lot scared. Somehow hearing Sanam grunting and huffing and puffing in the back seat with his girl made me seem calmer. Months later he admitted he felt the same way hearing me grunting in the front seat. All in all, it was a pretty good night for the home team! Funny I still can’t remember the names of those girls though!
College came next and of course we went to the same out of state university and of course we shared a dorm room. The first year went by smoothly and we were soon in the 2nd year. By the beginning of the second year of college, I had filled in nicely and at 6’1, was a muscular trim 65 kgs due to my time on the swim team and working out with the running team. I have dirty blonde hair, which I keep short, brown eyes, and not a hair on my torso, except for a small patch under my pits. Luckily, my pubes stay trim so I never quite get a wild bush down there.
Sanam is my physical opposite. With brown eyes, he has jet black hair which he keeps longer, almost to his ears. He has a nice amount of hair across the top half of his chest. His darker skin, probably because his family is Italian, stands out next to my paler fair skin. He’s also 6’1 but comes in at a beefier 68 kgs due to his time staying fit and working out more with the football team. While we had seen each other naked in the showers, we never really looked closer, if you know what I mean. Until that Saturday night in October. We had both gone out on dates and mine went no where, so I went back to the dorm early and conked out. I had a busy week. It was maybe 1 am and I heard the door open. I heard two voices. I knew it was Sanam and a girl, probably his date. I heard them whispering but they didn’t do a great job. She was unsure about being in our room but Sanam said that if I was sleeping, I would be dead to the world. When he called out my name twice, I stayed quiet. For some reason I was curious and wanted to stay in the audience. After hearing zippers and snaps and then the crunching of Sanam’s mattress, I could figure out what was going on. And she was a talker.
“Ooh Sanam, I like your chest!.”
“Ooh Sanam, such nice arms and abs you have!”
“Ooh Sanam, such strong legs you have!”
I almost started to giggle expecting her next to say: “Ooh what big teeth you have!”
Then she went for it: “Ooh Sanam, I love your cock; it’s so long and thick!”
I knew his body was buff and built, but I had never seen him hard, not unless you count when we first hit puberty. I heard them moving around the bed and could tell that he was now fucking her. I could hear them moaning and grunting and recognized the sound of him deep in heat from that night years ago when we double teamed our dates out by the lake. Fortunately I was lying on my side facing away from them because I soon had one of the biggest hardons I could remember. The sound and smell of sex in the room and the sound of Sanam grunting was driving me crazy. I slowly pushed my boxers down so I could stoke my cock as quietly as possible. Luckily I started to leak a bit so I had enough precum to work my cock smoothly. Once or twice I heard Sanam and his date freeze in motion, usually after I let out an uncontrolled gasp, and I would freeze, but once they continued, so would I. I had to squeeze down tight a couple of times for fear of losing control and cumming, but soon enough Sanam let out a low growling moan, signaling his cumming, which allowed me to cum as well. I don’t know if it was the sound of Sanam or the whole sex scene happening feet away from me, but whatever it was, it felt good!
My breathing slowed and my body began to relax and I could here Sanam and his partner calm down and get them back together. I’m assuming the girl got dressed and went to the door. Sanam must have followed as I heard some whispers and giggling. The light from the hall way streamed into the room when the door opened and then I heard it close. Suddenly I felt the lower end of my mattress sink and realized that Sanam must have sat down on it.
“I know you’re awake Prateek!” he said calmly.
Not sure what to do, I stayed silent and motionless. He scooted further up the bed and put his hand on my hip.
“I know you’re awake buddy boy!” he repeated and shook my hip which was covered only by a sheet. Damn, I had yet to pull up my boxers, I thought in a panic.
I moaned and groaned and moved about as if I was waking up and slowly opened my eyes to see Sanam leaning over me, wrapped in a bed sheet and probably naked underneath.
“Huh?” I asked, still pretending to waking up.
“You moan as loud as I do during orgasm, you silly fool!” he announced with a dopey grin.
I sat up in bed, keeping the sheet over my lower half, my bare chest now exposed.
Sanam looked me over and giggled. “You have cum stains on your chest,” he said while pointing at me.
I finally blushed. He caught me.
“Sorry! The noise your cow was making woke me up and I guess got me horny!” I admitted.
“Cow!” Sanam stated in mock horror. “Smita is an okay girl! And she was quiet by the way!” he added.
“Oh?” I replied.
“I made all the noise, and when I heard you going at it in the next bed, I got even hotter!” Sanam told me.
I blushed again. “It made me think of that night in high school when we bonked those girls in the car at the same time!” I offered.
“Can you remember their names? I certainly cant!” Sanam said, to my amazement, copying my exact thoughts.
“So um, uh, you came too, I take it?” Motioning my head in his direction.
Sanam just grinned and let the sheet fall off his shoulders. His chest and belly were now exposed, down to the top edge of his pubic hair. I took in the sight with more eagerness then I expected. Several cum stains were on his chest and abs and he saw me looking intently, causing him to suddenly blush. He wrapped himself back up in the bed sheet and walked to his closet, grabbing a towel.
“I’m going to go take a shower,” he said with a broad grin, still blushing a bit from the situation. “I just reek of that cow!” he said with another giggle, as he turned and left the room. I, however, remained motionless in bed. Was I getting turned on by hearing my best bud have sex? Was I turned on by the sight of his hard, buff, naked, sexy body? Did I just use too many adjectives to describe my stud? I mean my room mate? I was so unsure of the situation. I must have stayed in the bed sitting up for I don’t know how long. Suddenly Sanam came back, wearing only a pair of clean boxers, holding his bed sheet under his arm. He turned back to the closet and grabbed a clean towel, and fumbled through my side of the closet to find a clean pair or my boxers.
“Your turn, Prateek,” he directed, as he tossed the boxers and towel in my direction
I stood up quickly, trying not to stare at Sanam or continue thinking what I was thinking. I flashed a grin as I turned to leave our room.
“I’m going to clean up in here before you get back,” he called out as I closed the door.
My shower was quick and without much thought. Truthfully, I didn’t know what to think.
I showered, dried off, and got into my boxers and went back to the room.
Sanam had indeed cleaned up. He had remade my bed and changed the sheet in his bed. I was impressed.
He sat on the edge of his bed watching me.
“Your sheet was clean so I just tightened it,” he announced. “Mine was another story! The cow wet it pretty bad!” he added.
“Sorry about that. I know you only see decent girls,” I admitted.
“It’s cool. I shouldn’t have brought her back here anyway with you in the room. Anyway, I figured a few things out in the middle of our mutual orgasms! We’ll talk about it tomorrow. It’s Saturday so we’re good. Sleep tight bud!” he announced as he reached over and turned off the lights.
Whoa! How can you leave me that way? I thought. Talk about what? Our mutual orgasms? Whose? Your’s and the girl’s, or your’s and mine? Now my mind was really racing! And you have the nerve to make me wait till tomorrow! No way!
I moved over and pounced on Sanam in his bed. “What the fuck?” I asked in a panicked voice.
Sanam moved a bit underneath me. I didn’t realize that I was hanging over him, pinning him by the shoulders.
At first I thought he was about to slug me until a wide grin crossed his face.
“Prateek, my boy,” he began slowly, “everything is cool, way cool to be honest, and you reacted just as I had hoped. It’s late and we’re both tired and we need to sleep. Its all good, I promise!” he added with a smile and a wink!
I rolled off him but didn’t get out of the bed. I just lay beside him and turned away, leaving my butt to face him. He also turned away and soon his butt was pressed up against mine. But he was right; we were both exhausted and soon feel into a deep restful sleep.
Morning came soon enough and as I woke up, I realized that I was still in Sanam’s bed in the same position. But something was different. I felt him up against me, but it felt warmer. I was feeling his skin. So he was naked! But then I must be naked too! We were naked ass to naked ass! For a minute I was in shock, unsure what to do, until I felt a smile on my face. I thought to myself: “Naked in bed with sexy hot Sanam, wow!”
“Naked in bed with sexy hot Sanam, wow?” I heard Sanam say.
Oh, my god, did I really say that out loud?
I slowly rolled to face him, seeing him already on his side facing me, with a very wide grin on his face. The sheet was down around his waist, so his bare chiseled chest faced me. I never noticed how big his nipples were.
“I’m up here, mister!” he announced. I looked at his face and realized he was sneaking peeks at my also naked chest. The same sheet was also at my waist.
“Hi!” I said sheepishly. “Hi, sexy hot Prateek!” Sanam replied. I blushed a deep crimson.
“You heard me huh?” I asked in almost a whisper. Sanam nodded. “I suspected for a few years buddy boy!” he said.
“I was never quite sure if my feelings for you were mutual, but last night you proved it. Thank you!” Sanam announced.
“Um, uh, um, mutual?” I asked, my voice cracking as I spoke. He nodded his head up and down again slowly.
“Wow!” was all I could say. With that, Sanam grabbed the end of the bed sheet covering us, pulling it off the bed and exposing our naked bodies, as well as two pair of boxers at the foot of the bed.
“Looks like our subconscious was at work last night. We each kicked off our boxers, leaving us naked!” Sanam explained.
I looked down the length of his naked body in a new light that morning. I noticed that Sanam did the same.
“Since we each seem to cum at the sound of the other one cumming, although with a different partner, I wonder how intense it might get if we’re the one making the other guy cum?” Sanam asked with a raised eyebrow.
“We should definitely investigate that situation!” I stated, trying to keep a serious face, but then busting out in a loud laugh!
Instinctively, we fell forward into each others arms and began a tight hug, clearly releasing emotions that we had both built up over the years.
In moments our mouths were locked. Parting my lips slowly, Sanam’s tongue darted inside seeking out its partner. Our tongues danced together as our hug grew only tighter. My breathing quickened and I could feel my heart pound but I wanted more of him. I wanted all of him. I pulled off his face and moved down to his jaw and neck, hungrily kissing and licking his sweet skin as I progressed lower. I found that nipple. Big and brown and hardening as I began to suck on it. My free hands caressed his chest and shoulders while I heard him coo like a baby as I nursed on his tit. Moving ever lower, I ran my face over his flat hard abs, kissing and licking whatever skin I could find. And while he moaned and groaned beneath me, I knew he was as hot and horny as I was. I could feel his now hard cock poking below me, hitting me in the chest. So I went lower, soon hovering over his eager twitching cock, now leaking precum, ready for action. I looked up at the face of my stud, with his eyes half closed, his mouth frozen in a feeling of pure bliss.
I looked down at my next target and I could feel my mouth feel with saliva, already knowing the job ahead. I cupped his large warm balls in their hairless sack and I took my first lick of that cock I was waiting to savor, and longing to pleasure. A few licks around his cut cock head, as if it was the sweetest ice cream cone, I was anxious to taste the real cream that would be offered soon!
“Oh yes yes yes Prateek. Take me, do me. Make me cum!” Sanam moaned.
I opened wide and began to take Sanam’s waiting cock. Still licking as I went, squeezing the cockhead rim with my lips, I began my first blow job as best I could. I must have been doing okay as Sanam moaned and squirmed on the bed beneath me.. My hands now roamed his chest and belly, feeling warm soft skin, his body temperature slowly climbing. I heard the moans and grunts he uttered last night, but this time it was me making him feel this way. I looked down at my own cock, hanging beneath me between my legs, and could see that I was already rock hard. My own cock pulsed with my heart beat while I hungrily devoured as much cock as I could. Soon enough my face was in Sanam’s pubes, and I locked my lips tighter and did the best face fuck I could manage. Sanam’s hips rose in rhythm to my sucks, eager to meet my hot wet mouth. We kept this up for a while until Sanam grunted out his words.
“I need to fuck you; I want to be in you. My cock so wants you!” Sanam moaned, now looking at me eye to eye.
The lust in his eyes was obvious, and I’m sure I looked the same way to him. We changed position and I got on my back, holding my legs up tightly into my chest, offering him my exposed asshole. He surprised me by burying his head in my ass and licking eagerly between my cheeks. How he knew to wet me up to get me ready I just don’t know but I certainly wasn’t complaining. Holding himself up over me in a pushup position, he slowly and gently lowered himself into me, inserting his hard pulsing cock into my love hole. At first the feeling was intense but knowing it was Sanam made it all the better. After a few pauses, he went in further while our eyes were locked, each of us eager to be sure we were pleasing the other. In no time he had all of his hard 8 inches buried inside me and he began a slow pump. It was wonderful. It was glorious. He stretched me to my limit but the heat and pressure was just amazing.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I groaned, all the while not taking my eyes off Sanam’s face and glorious hard chest. God, I’ve wanted him for so long. I’ve wanted this for so long, and was too blind to recognize it until we both realized how we responded to each other.
Sanam groaned and moaned louder. I could feel his cock stiffen even more deep inside of me.
“I want ……” he began with a grunt.
“To feel you …. Inside me next,” he finally said between this thrusts and his moans.
Sanam soon began to howl in a deep deep voice and I knew his time was close. His face was red and at times I’m sure mine was too, feeling him go so damn deep inside me. Our bodies began to merge as I could not tell where my skin ended and his began. I knew our identities had become one, and it was glorious, and soon he came! Sanam froze in place hanging above me, his cock half buried inside me, and I swear the second hand on the wall clock nearby froze in time as well. With a final howl, I felt his cream escape his cock in spurt after spurt. I guess the pressure my insides felt against my balls and prostate triggered something because I began to shoot as well. My first cum shot hit Sanam on his chest and the second one bounced up onto my own neck. I felt another eruption deep inside me as my balls seems eager to follow and released their own stream of my hot cum as well. I don’t know how many times each of us came and shot in that instant but I swear, I have never had as forceful an orgasm as this one.
My body eased and after a few spasms, my breathing began to return to normal. Sanam began to lower his body and was about to roll off me but I held him in place, forcing him to come down lying squarely on my body so that we were face to face.
“I still want to feel you inside me Sanam!” I said.
“I’m beginning to shrink,” he replied in a softer voice.
“But its still you and that’s what I want,” I said with a reassuring smile.
“That was like the best orgasm ever!” he cooed at me as he planted a sweet gentle kiss on my cheek.
“We are so pushing our beds together tonight!” I commanded.
“Absolutely no way!” Sanam replied. “Sharing my full size bed is all the room we need!” he added with a sly grin.
I reached around him and cupped his round smooth ass cheeks in my hands and gave a playful squeeze.
“And these are mine tonight!” I said.
“All of me is yours tonight!” he corrected me. “Unless you want to skip breakfast and see what we could do now?” Sanam said, moving in for another deep open mouth kiss and immediately sending my mind skyward, and getting my cock growing again!
“You so need to tell me how you learned to fuck a guy so well!” I said before my mind went back to its pure state of bliss.
Do we need Part Two guys?
