Indian Gay sex story – Gay village boy – 5
Gay village boy — Part 5
I hear a soft buzzing sound in my head. It takes me a minute to realize that it’s me, snoring. I must have passed out after being fucked to exhaustion. I feel so warm and cozy as I open my eyes. It’s just a little blurry and all I can see is white. Staring directly into this fluffy pillow, I take my time waking up. The pillow smells fresh but unfamiliar. My brain is starting to register that I’m not at home. Laying on my stomach is my favorite sleeping position and I feel the sheet slide down my ass as I start move a little. There’s a slippery feeling going on between my ass cheeks and I reach down to rub at it; but my hand stops mid way with a tug. I try my other hand, and it is restricted, too. I pop up onto my elbows to try to survey the situation. It doesn’t take long to realize that my wrists are wrapped with leather straps and they are tied individually to the nearest bedpost. My heart lumps up into my throat with fear and I swallow hard. I struggle a little bit to get free and survey the room quickly. I’m alone.
Binny? I whisper in a half voice. Bimal? Are you guys there??? I hear some noise outside but I can’t make it out. I hear voices talking and then some laughing. It is unintelligible from where I am. A few minutes later I hear some footsteps coming up the stairs and I get both excited and scared. The door opens forcefully and in walks one of the twins. His clothes are different from either of the outfits I’ve seen so far, so I can’t tell which one it is. They’re identical in every physical way, but I know they’re different. Binny! I blurt out enthusiastically. “Maybe”, he replies in a matter of fact tone. Are you Binny or Bimal? “Not saying”, he replies in a playful way. He approaches the bed slowly and looks me over from head to toe. Let me go…whoever you are. I need to go. Let me go now! I say with increased panic. The twin just looks at me and smiles as he advances on me. He stops at the edge of the bed with his crotch at face level. Slowly his right hand comes up and he zeros in on his fly and grasps the zipper tag. Pulling it down slowly, he seems naturally seductive to me. As he reached the bottom of his downward stroke, his meat pops out. It’s half hard, or so it seems, and he grabs it by the head and squeezes. It thickens instantly and he points it to my face. “Now don’t ye want sum more before ye leave?” he asks softly. I gotta go, I snap. I need to get to home. “Going nowhere till I’m done ” he says calmly. I need to go, Bimal. Untie me, please. “No… I ain’t done yet.”
I’m sure this is Bimal because he’s probably the evil twin. Binny was so sweet and caring from the moment we met. He cared about how I felt and made sure I was enjoying myself. This prick just likes to fuck. Bimal takes his hand and runs his fingers through my hair. If he’s trying to turn me on, he’s on the right path. He lets my silky hair run between his fingers a few times and seems to like how it feels. I hate to admit that it’s actually soothing to me. His strokes get a little stronger and rougher. He grabs a hand full of hair in his fist and it pulls tight at the back of my head. OWWW! I yell, involuntarily. That fucking hurts! He loosens his grip slightly and pushes my head toward his hardening cock. He places the fat tip against my lips and I tighten my lips closed. He pushes to enter me and I resist. He grips my hair hard and my mouth opens to object. In a split second he pushes half of his stiff prick into my mouth. It’s futile to resist but I refuse to enjoy it. He seems pleased with himself and lightens his grip on my head. Holding it in place, he starts to pump his hips slowly; pushing his cock a little farther down my throat each time. I’m tempted to bit down, but I really don’t want to hurt him…at least not yet. I resolve to let him fuck my mouth, but I put no effort into it. While my mouth takes him steadily in and out, Bimal reaches up and unsnaps the button on his pants and they drop to the floor. Putting his second hand on my head, he holds me in place while he fucks my face a little harder. I can taste his salty precum at the back of my tongue. I feel a twinge in my crotch as I realize that I’m getting turned on.
“Yes, you like to suck cock? Yes, suck it good for me.” he says in a tense and sexy tone. I hate to admit it, but I’m starting to enjoy it. But as Bimal gets more enthusiastic, he rams himself deeper and deeper down my throat. I’m starting to gag from the force and he seems unstoppable. At one point, he pushes in up to his nuts and holds me there. I can’t breath and my eyes tear up. I do my best to accommodate him and pray that he’ll pull out before I choke to death. I start to gag just as he pulls out.
“You were supposed to wait for me, Binny!” I hear from across the room. “Binny, we was supposed to do it together!”, Bimal barks in a clearly pissed off tone. “I couldn’t wait, Bimal, and he begged me to let him suck my cock” I seem to have involuntarily agreed without thinking and uttered and mmmhmmm sound. But my head is spinning as I try to comprehend that who I thought was Bimal is actually Binny. This must be his bad boy side. I’m a little disappointed because I thought we shared a special bond. Binny holds his cock half in my mouth while he banters with Bimal. Bimal strips as he walks toward the bed, three quarters hard as he moves behind me. He whips the sheet off my lower half and puts his hands on each one of my hips and pulls me up into a doggy position. This makes Binny’s cock pop out of my mouth, so he scrambles to kneel on the bed as he steps out of his pants. “Ye ready, brother?” I hear Bimal ask. I feel the tip of Bimal’s cock at my ass and Binny lines up with my mouth. I’m a little confused about their plan at first, but I suddenly get both cocks rammed into me at the same time. It’s so harsh that it hurts and I gasp and gag at the same time. My heart is racing and the searing pain from my ass combined with the abrupt entry into my mouth makes me feel like I’m being skewered from both ends.
The boys are grunting and moaning like little pigs as they satisfy their lustful desires. This fucking hurts and isn’t at all what I want. I try to pull away from Binny but he holds my head in place. I can’t do anything about Bimal’s anal invasion except try to loosen up so that it doesn’t hurt so much. It feels like a dry fuck and I wonder where all the wetness went to that I was trying to wipe away earlier. With both boys pumping into me from different directions and at a different pace, I’m totally miserable. I decide to try to take some sort of control and at least get the rhythm in sync. I push back onto Bimal’s cock and hold it there briefly. It makes him pause briefly and he adjusts to it. Putting all my weight and energy into it, I push forward onto Binny’s cock with my mouth. I push back again onto Bimal and drive him deep into me and pull off Binny again. Before long, the three of us are in sync but it costs me some humiliation as it makes it look like I’m totally into this double fuck. “Look at this fucking bitch in heat, Binny. Your little whore boy likes getting it rough. I was right” Bimal yammers on while they fuck me without any emotion. “I guess you were right, Bimal. An’ here I thought I found my self a permanent boy-friend” Binny’s word surprise me. To think that he really felt that. It blows me away.
I can’t take the pounding much longer. My ass burns and my jaw aches. I feel like just giving up. If I could just talk to Binny, he would see that I don’t really like this. Bimal has begun to thrust hard into me. I feel his hands slide up my sides. He grabs Binny’s arm and pulls toward him. If I’m believing what I’m seeing, I watch over my shoulder as they kiss. “Ye don’t need anyone but me, Binny. Ahm here and always will be. You brothers forever. ” I hear Binny whisper back disappointingly, “Rite.” I decide to end all this craziness and I collapse on the bed; dislodging both cocks from my orifices. There are strange sounds like small thuds as we fall into a dog pile. Binny! Talk to me! I make my plea. I don’t like this! Don’t let him hurt me! I just want you! “Whaaaat????”
Bimal is pissed and jams his cock back into me. He lays on top of me and bites the back of my neck. Like a wild animal he fucks me hard while he barks into my ear. “You gonna get fucked for as long as I can hold out. So lay there and enjoy it, bitch. You like my cock in your ass, don’cha? Tell me how much you like it!” Stop! I hate it! Binny! Help me!!! I look up at Binny’s face and he seems confused. He looks away with a sad shameful look. Why won’t he help me? Is the bond he has with his brother that strong? Does his brother have some kind of weird control over him? Binny…help me! Please!
Binny looks up like something just clicked in his mind. “Enough, Bimal. Stop.” He says softly. But Bimal ignores him. “Enough Bimal!” he says more forcefully. “Stop it now, Bimal!!!” “Fuck off Binny… I am not stopping.” Binny advances on Bimal pushes up on his shoulders. Bimal pushes back and they begin to fight while Bimal is still inside me. Finally, Binny gets Bimal off me and they tumble to the floor and roll around. A few punches are thrown and I hear fists against flesh. They are breathing heavy and cursing at each other. My guess is that this fight will be a draw since they are so evenly matched. As I peer over the side of the bed I can’t believe that the sight of these two hot studs is getting me chubby. Their perfect bodies are flexing with muscles rippling. Their cocks are flopping and slapping against each other as they tussle. I’ve never seen naked wrestling before but I’m hooked for life. Damn! This is fucking hot! The punches become fewer and I hear some chuckling. It’s almost like they are tickling each other. “OK, Binny… you win. Ye git the pryzz.” The boys get up and hug each other. They part with a mutual peck on the lips. Bimal picks up his clothes and leaves…closing the door quietly behind him.
Oh my god… Binny. Thank you! He turns and smiles at me, boyishly. He comes toward me and sits on the bed while he unties me. “Ahm sorry, Varun. We shouldn’t have done that to you. Bimal thought it would be fun. But I didn’t want to get hurt.” he says in a soft and sincere tone. My heart melts a little as he looks away, almost ashamed. There’s a sweet young boy inside that big manly body he is in. He looks at me nervously as he unties the straps around my wrist. I liked it sum, I say in a mock farm boy voice. I see a smile start to form from his cheek. I sit up and sit face to face with him. I look into his eyes and he says, “I won’t hurt you again, Varun. Promise.” That was all I need to hear from him and I pull him close to me and kiss him hard on the mouth. Our tongues play together in our mouths and I can’t seem to get enough of my farm boy. He lays me back gently on his pillow as we kiss slowly but passionately. He is so gentle with me that I can’t believe this is the same guy who was fucking me just little while ago. Our kissing is tender and sexy. I would really like for Binny to make love to me right now.
I can feel Binny’s cock hard against my leg. He lifts up briefly to lay it next to mine. We grind together a little and I recall some of my experiences over the years. I wouldn’t mind getting his creamy load on my stomach, but I’m starting to get that achy/wanting feeling in my ass. I lift wrap my legs around his waist and rub the inside of my thighs up and own his sides. He takes the hint and moves into position while we kiss like lovers. Stroking his back lightly with my hand, I reach low for his ass and push him into me. The head of his penis is hot against my anus and is wet with his manly lube. Make love to me, Binny…I whisper into his ear. I wriggle a little underneath him trying to maneuver his entry. He responds by pushing the head into me and stopping. I want more but he teases me. I like a man who can control himself. I love his kissing technique. He uses his wet lips to hold my tongue in his mouth while he caresses it with his tongue. I feel my own cock getting harder and harder with just his cock head in me. I lock my legs behind him and pull him deeper into me. I let out a slow breath and his full length penetrates me. His cock feels hotter than I remember and I relinquish control by unlocking my legs. Binny pumps into me with slow deep strokes that really get me hard. I whisper to him that he is a wonderful lover and he smiles briefly between kisses.
Sitting back on his heels, he lifts my knees higher for a deeper penetration. He pulls out half way and begins to use shorter strokes and jabs at my prostate with his meaty head. He zeros in on it and pokes softly. My cock becomes engorged quickly. Binny grabs it in his right hand while he wedges his forearm under my knees. He strokes my cock in his big hand like a velvet glove. His calloused hands are rough against the head of my cock. His firm velvet grip urges blood to the head and I rotate my hips a little to take full advantage of the prostate stimulation. In just a couple of minutes I am reaching my climax and do my best to keep from shooting my load. Binny will have none of that and holds my dick firmly; pointed at my chest. He takes a few well-aimed shots at the love nut inside me and whispers that it’s time to shoot my load. It takes no encouragement at all before I lose myself in my orgasm. Each stroke of his cockhead seems to push the cum out of my nuts. Binny holds my erupting cock like a prize as the cum gushes like lava over his fingers. Oh, fuck! I scream as the jets of sperm shoot out. I feel Binny tense up and grip me harder as he buries his cock deep into me. “Uhhhh;… Varun… I’m cumming!” he grunts as he shoots his load forcefully into me. After seven or eight thrusts, he pushes deep into me and collapses onto of me. I am spent and I think that he is equally exhausted. Our sweat combines with my cum and feels slippery between us. After a few minutes he rolls me over and pulls on top him. I look him in the eyes and say… Does this make me your boyfriend? He smiles and says, “I sure hope it does.” We kiss tenderly with his cock softening inside me.
To be continued ….
