Gay neighbours story of horny and wild young men: 4

Fun gay story: After entering into Varun getting a blowjob from a girl when he was trying to tell him that he likes him— the feeling of shock and anger is utterly unexplainable.

Garv picked up his keys, locked his house and went to park hoping to find Aashish there. Luckily, he did.

He talked to him for a while about all the events of the last night. Aashish was a good listener, he knew the pain Garv was feeling.

“Uh, it’s the most sad thing that can happen, when you love someone, and they just don’t love you, or worst they don’t look at you as you look at them”

He said in a complete philosophical tone.

“Haina!! Mein sochra tha ki maybe he also feel the same way about me, but he doesn’t.

Chi yaar kitna embarassing hai, upar se I saw him having IT!”

“It?” Aashish asked not knowing what “it” is.

“SEX!!!!” Garv explained angrily.

Aashish put his hands on Garv’s shoulders and gently rubbed them as if a mother is caressing her child.

“You know, it’s better to move on, afterall you didn’t know hin for a long time, it was just a phase.”

“I guess.”

Aashish’s hands slowly went down to Garv’s thighs. He knew what was coming. It was dark.

Nobody was in the park and they were sitting behind a heavely thick bush. His fingers unzipped his trousers.

“Maybe this would make you feel better. It’s the best medicine” he whispered in Garv’s ears making them tingly and red.

Aashish was licking Garv’s neck. Soft, buttery, and smooth as a cream all the while his hands were playing with Garv’s dick inside his zippers.

“Aah—no we shouldn’t. I just…I just can’t…yeh sahi time nahi hai aur fir kisi ne dekh liye toh?” Said Garv knowing that he wasn’t into Aashish THAT way anymore.

“Ssh, just..shh” said Aashish going down to his pants and taking out his penis and licking it and sucking it. In a minute, his penis was all soaked in saliva.

It’s smell aroused Aashish, he can’t wait. He loved Garv…not just sexually, he loved him for what he is. But he wasn’t ready to tell yet. He has read the poetry of Garv, he knows what Garv is looking for.

A lover. A soulmate. A boyfriend. He is the material. His dick was hard now. He can’t wait to put it inside Garv’s round and bottomy butt.

He pushed himself on Garv hinting on the bareback scene that is coming.

Garv, on the other side, isn’t the guy who dates the first guy he sleeps with. He is not a slut someone can use just for sex at a park late at night.

Moreover, he wasn’t into Aashish in any way. He was double his age— not to say a complete stranger cause he doesn’t know much about him anyways. He never had feelings for him.

Under the midnight sky, with both of them beside each other, Aashish was not fully naked, without any hesitation of the fact that someone might see him. He wishes to make love to Garv till morning light.

Garv closed his eyes. He was in a room now. He saw himself there with Aashish. It wasn’t a much lighted room, it was dark, darker than black. There was bed, a leather bed with a ceiling light hanging out of red fog.

Garv was tied, bruised. He was bleeding from his head. He was approaching himself, just when Aashish scared him coming out of nowhere. He had a big metal rod with him. He was angry, desiring nothing but lust.

Garv saw himself getting hurt, Aashish forcing his dick inside him. An assault… The light above the bed was dimmer. There was complete silence, silence except the cries of Garv, and the pleasurable moans from Aashish.

A train was now approaching. It was faster, faster faster. It’s light were shining brightly— it crossed over the bed making it disappear and the red fog suddenly changed into a glowing white light which almost blinded him.

Opening his eyes, he was completely shocked. He was Aashish putting his dick inside him. Just then the realisation hit him and he pushed Aashish out to the ground and walked away crying.

All confused, Aashish wore his clothes and tried asking Garv what’s the matter. He didn’t reply and went out of his sight crying.

There is nothing he could do. Aashish doesn’t know what just happened. Did he do something wrong? Was his way too hard?

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Garv reached his home, opened his door and stayed there quiet thinking his past moves since the last night.

The mistake of going to the party, getting drunk, almost telling Varun his feelings, barging into Varun having sex, his own visions, Aashish.

About Aashish, he probably wouldn’t ever see him. He won’t go to that park again. About Varun, he is over him now. It is not like he could do something. He couldn’t force himself on him.

Or could he?

To be continued…

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