Indian Gay Sex Story: A Passionate Affair with an Old Flame: 1
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Indian Gay Sex Story: A Passionate Affair with an Old Flame: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Hello all! This is Vijay again with yet another adventure. Now, I’ve been a longtime reader of IGS and used to post stories years ago. After years, now I’m back!
So, I’m Vijay and I’m a bottom, nudist and an underwear lover. I have a thing for big cocks and cute tight asses and love to have a stare at them whenever I can! I don’t have much experience except the occasional but love to!
I stay in Pondicherry, working here and having fun whenever I can! I’m 5’10, wheatish skin, a bit chubby with soft chest and a well shaped big ass! Pretty much the textbook bottom if you ask me!
So this story is set near my hometown which is near Namakkal in Tamil Nadu. For all who don’t know, it’s a small town with a lot and lots of rice fields and villages dotting the district. It’s always lush and green and filled with fresh air and that happy aura that you don’t get in a city.
I go there occasionally, go there to meet my parents. I did my schoolings there so I still got some school friends who live there whom I meet when I go. One of those friends is Raju (name changed).
Now I and Raju were sweet friends back then, very close friends who occasionally met these days because I don’t live there anymore while he works there with his dad helping him in his farms.
What made us close was, we hit puberty together! Every piece of porn we watched, we did it together. In fact, he was the first guy I saw naked. His’ was the first dick I touched. Back then when no one was home, we would get together and switch on porn in the desktop and jack off together.
We never did anal (didn’t know of it back then) but we did mutual BJs all the time and to tell in short, anything I did that categorizes as gay, I started with him lol! Although after I left that place we stopped being so, we still meet up occasionally but not the sex part though.
We were so different back then (still too). He was fit, leanly muscular from working the fields of his father, pretty dark and shiny from all the hot sun and hairy (later learnt he’s been getting an oil massage every week for years) in his chest and pubes.
An exact contrast of me who is smooth all over. Like all, he mostly roams around shirtless wearing his lungi (dhoti) knotted above the knees like every other villager. It was a treat to watch him. So, this one time we planned for a meetup and he asked me to bring an extra set of clothes but didn’t tell me why.
So, I took one extra set and went to his home in my car. He came off with a bag and said ‘let’s go’! I was like ‘where’ and he didn’t reply, just went and sat in the car. We kept driving out of the village to the National Highways, talking of nothing in particular when he stopped short near an overbridge.
We got out and the river was flowing full (River Cauvery thanks to the rains in Karnataka) and he said ‘Let’s go take a bath there’.
I was super excited! It was one of my longterm dreams. I’ve crossed places like these a lot and have seen a lot of men bathing, swimming in the river in their underwears. It ALWAYS turned me on!
I so wanted to strip down right there, go and jump into the river. He stopped me and said he’s got the perfect place to go take a bath without anyone disturbing us. I kind of like being in my undies around people but I didn’t mind his idea.
So we began driving and he turned into this village road and kept going for a while and then into a trail that dead-ended abruptly. He stopped and got out and began getting things ready. He said ‘Change here. The spot is close by. We’ll walk.’
I was a bit jealous looking at his boxer shorts. His bulge looked tasty and I so wanted to relive the old days. I got to my underwear, a blue thong kind of an underwear (bare minimum coverage). He began checking me out and said ‘You’ve gotten bigger’.
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I wasn’t really listening to what he was saying and began walking towards the trail that leads to the river. In a few minutes, we reached the river and it was beautiful! It was like a small extension of the river where the currents were not so much but just enough to lay around lazily in the water.
It had a sandy place to climb up and a slightly raised up spot from where one could jump into the river! I was on cloud nine and hugged him in joy! That’s when I first noticed his hand gently caressing right over my ass crack…
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