Forced gay sex story of blowjob at gunpoint: 1

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The story started when I went to my village in the summer vacations. I had just completed the third year of my medical education and had gone to spend the holidays there. A small bit of introduction about me.

I am about 5 feet 7 inches. I have a voluptuous figure tho. I have tight perky boobs with brown twitchy nipples. I have a 34 inched waist and a 36+ ass. Both my boobs and ass make visible curves over my clothes.

I was getting bored to death in that village. There was a fixed monotonous routine. People woke up at 6 and went to bed at 8. I had a cousin staying with me. He was 2 years younger to me and in his first year.

We used to spend our time roaming around the villages. The village was on the edge of a forest which covered the close by hills. We had been strictly warned not to go in there, since there was a threat of dacoits out there.

One fine day, given the naughty guy I was, I decided to trek into the forest. I convinced my cousin to come along.

The next morning we started our journey into the jungle. It was a beautiful one. There was greenery everywhere, birds chirping, creeks cutting through the jungle road. Our minds got refreshed.

We settled down at a place, took our lunch out, listened to some music and unfortunately dozzed off. When we woke up, it was nightfall. Barely anything was visible in moonlight. We quickly got up and started going back to the village.

Soon we realised we were completely lost. Fear gripped our hearts. I could hear a creature growling near by. And that is when something cold touched my head. My heart skipped a beat. I turned around slowly. There were about 4 men in black clothes. Within minutes they tied us up, blinded us and took us along with them.

After about 10 minutes of movement, we were thrown into a small hut. They untied us and opened our masks. The inside of the hut was complete darkness.

“You okay, Palash ?”, I asked my cousin.

There was a small silence . Then he burst into tears. I consoled him the entire night. The next morning, a bearded man and an old man came to visit us. “Where are we ?”, I asked in a trembling voice.

“Your dad pays up 50 lakhs or you die this Sunday. Same goes for your friend.” , he spoke in a hardened deep voice and left. The old man stood guard in front of our hut. My heart sank. We were from very humble families, with very little money. 50 lakhs was never going to come.

They gave us very bad food. Even water was a scarcity. It was a prison. Three days passed. Saturday arrived. My worst fear had come true. The bearded man returned, laughed at how uncared for we were.

Palash was crying uncontrollably. I sat on the floor looking at the door. “ If only I could run. If only the man hadn’t been there. I would have lived.” That is when it struck me.

I looked at the old man. He had few grey hair left on his scalp. His hands and legs had lost their shine. He wore a kurta and a dhoti with a pistol tucked in. I could see that no body had touched his cock in years.

I knew I couldn’t run. But Palash could. I calmed Palash down and told him that I would create a distraction for a few seconds. He would understand when it happens. He just has to run then and go to the police if he succeeds. Palash was skeptical at first but finally agreed.

I went to the old man. He was sitting on a chair. I looked at him and said, “I am going to die tomorrow. Can you grant me a last wish?”. He laughed out loudly and asked me to fuck off.

That is when i slid my hands under his dhoti and held his cock. A moan escaped his mouth. “You bitch” he said and lifted his dhoti up. I could see his cock.

It was about 7 inches, with the skin completely till the tip. He had thick dense grey hair. I started sliding the skin of his cock.

Palash was taken aback by what I was doing. The old man was still aware of his surroundings. I was slowly giving him a handjob, and making his dick harden up like a pole. But I knew this wasn’t gonna be enough.

So I knelt down and pulled his prepuce down exposing a thick pink coloured cap. I then rolled my tongue along the cock and swallowed it. He let out a huge moan. His hands and legs started shivering. As I sucked more of his dick in, my nose nose and face got pressed into his pubic hair.

His dick had started drooling out juices. They tasted like stale cum. Cum that had been left in him for quite some time now. I felt nasty drinking it. His precum also started mixing with it. I still didn’t stop.

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I kept sucking his dick and licking his shaft from top to bottom. I could feel the musky taste of his skin and the pulpy feel of his cock cap. I kept going harder and deeper.

After a few strokes. He held my head and started shoving it up and down harder. His eyes closed. His grip on my head tightened. He was going to cum. This is when Palash had to run.

Palash dashed towards the door. He thrust my head with one hand, pushing his cock into my throat. And with the other hand he pulled his gun out and uncocked it on Palash. Palash froze.

The old man moaned heavily, and juices poured into my mouth. Salty, thick white cum, spread in watery semen. He came a lot, and he didn’t take his cock out of my mouth. I drank all of it.

To be continued…