Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 2

Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 2

Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 2

Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi Guys, I am back with second part of the story… You can read from the beginning here.

The rain was raging madly outside, reflecting my emotions at the moment. We could hear thunder clap very clearly, it must have fallen somewhere nearby. We tensed for a moment, that his brother would wake up because of that sound, but he slept on peacefully, it was like a perfect movie scene.

We were in foreplay, sucking each other’s nipples. Then I slowly slid down kissing his stomach, umbilic and finally reached his cock, and slowly started sucking him. He groaned with pleasure, his body was vibrating, and I knew he was ready for the next step.

I slowly moved my body in 69 position, he understood what I wanted… It was his first time, so, he was not comfortable doing the sucking at first, but as he got heated up he reciprocated with equal vigour.

Slowly, my body started asking for more, and my passion for him got uncontrollable. While sucking I applied spit to my fingers and slowly moved my hand to his ass, and started fingering his hole, at first he tried to resist, but the passion took control, he relaxed, and my finger went deep into his ass.

I moved it around, gradually, got another finger too, once I realized that it was ready for me, I stopped sucking him, and smoothly moved my cock away from his mouth and turned him around, started kissing on his neck back and butt cheeks.

Then I pulled his butt cheeks apart and applied more spit on his hole, and fingered for some more time, he was groaning so loudly that I had to shut his mouth with my hand. Then, slowly, I got my cock near his hole, rubbing gently, and started pushing slowly, it took several minutes for me to get it in.

After a long time, my entire cock was inside him. I started pumping first slowly and then started increasing the speed, his virgin ass was still tight, and was holding my cock tightly. His smooth body was vibrating violently under me, and I knew the time has come.

I started kissing him on his lips deeply and continued pumping, and with one last push, I was all out in him… “Mmmmm” he groaned which remained mute beneath my lips, and with his body language, I understood that even he was done at the same time.

I remained on top of him for some time, tired of all the action, then took it out of him.

We silently went into the washroom and cleaned ourselves. The rain outside had slowed down, it was just a silent drizzle now but nowhere around stopping. We were now dry, just wore shorts, he was about to wear his t-shirt, but I signalled him not to, so he wore his half vest and came to bed, he was looking at me, wondering if It’s ok to touch me, now that we are done.

My love and affection for him overwhelmed me… I pulled him towards me, and hugged him, his body entwined with me, we started kissing each other deeply, and within minutes we were ready for another session.

We did only 69 this time as he said he can’t handle another anal now. I obliged, by the time we were done it was past 2 am, we were super tired and sleepy, and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.

From then onwards, it became a habit for us to have sex every time we got a chance. His father’s work usually demanded him to go to minor out of station trips, which made him stay away for the night, and those nights were the times we used to have wild fun.

His brother was a deep sleeper, so it was never a trouble. But when we were too horny and had no place, we used to have it in bushes near to his place, or any under construction building, etc. It was fun being with him.

Read the hot and steamy Indian gay sex story of a horny guy’s very first time with his attractive lonely friend from the college!

The best part about this was that once we are done with sex, and no longer horny, we were still best friends. It would have gone on without any twists…if we weren’t caught…in action..totally naked…

Who saw us? What happened next… Read the next part here! Enjoy.

Love,
Kishan.

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