Tamil Gay Sex Story: School friends Bharath and Durai: 1
Tamil Gay Sex Story: School friends Bharath and Durai: 1
Tamil Gay Sex Story: Bharath was a student of 12th standard in a prestigious school. Bharath is the only son of his parents. He is a bright student and a good sportsman. Until his 11th standard, he was a district player.
The games had made him popular and also handsome. He had a fit body. In his school, boy students are supposed to wear only half trousers. I know, a bot old school with old policies and stuff.. So, coming back to Bharath – he was never happy with the trousers. He is a tall boy and his trousers had him very uncomfortable
It was only Bharath who was uncomfortable, not the boys and girls who ogled at him…
For those boys who were attracted to Bharath, it was a walk on the cake. They can easily get a place next to him and chat with him. And while chatting, they can easily slap his shaped thighs. Bharath wouldn’t notice it and neither would anyone else be concerned about it.
Bharath had been so popular in class that he never noticed much of the guys. He was always into girls. So he gave a little notice to boys.
On one fine day, a few days before the exam:
“Good morning students”, the biology teacher entered the class saying this.
“Good morning mam”, the student group repeated together.
“Well, today, since all your portions are covered, you can go ahead and study for your exams. Please feel free to sit anywhere in the campus and study. But make sure that you study with a partner. I will assign you to each other”.
Saying this, the teacher began to call our names.
Bharath was paired with Durai. Durai was a studious student, except that he doesn’t do well when it comes to exams.
Bharath and Durai settled down at a corner inside their stadium. The place was secluded and was hidden away from the general view of the public.
They both sat down and started studying
Both of them were sitting next to each other, leaning against the wall.. There was no fan in that place and hence they both started sweating
After a little while, Durai asked, “Da, I am not understanding this part. Can you explain me?”
“Sure da’, said Bharath. He flipped through his book to look for the page but in vain. Since he had to cover few more pages for his studies, he decided to reach out to Durai’s book.
Durai had that page opened and the book was on his lap.
Bharath casually reached out to the book and started skimming through the lines to reach the line that Durai had doubt in.
Durai’s lines were almost at the end of the page and Bharath had to reach the last lines of the book
And thatās when it happened.
Bharath, as causal as he could be, was moving his hands on those lines and reading them loud. During was listening
When Bharath was at the last line, his lower Venus part of his hand touched Durai’s trousers.
The moment he touched it, he realized that Durai was not wearing an underwear.
Bharath felt a shock in his body. He had his goosebumps moment!
For some reason, he couldnāt explain why, but he had a moment of pleasure. He was taken aback, but he handled the situation very well, He didnāt over react. He just took his hand away and started resuming his studies.
There was no reaction from Durai’s side. Bharath was not sure if Durai had noticed this, but he kept quiet as Durai was not reacting to anything.
“May be he is embarrassed… Cha, what did I do? Why this happened?ā thought Bharath.
The class bell rand clear at that moment. For Bharath, it was a gladness bell. He was relieved that the hour was over. He was relieved that he need not sit next to Durai now.
Both of then ran back to their classes to pack their bags and leave for the day!
Once back home, Bharath had no memory of what happened. He had his evening snacks, went for a game of badminton, reached home, had his shower and started to get ready for dinner
Back in his bed after dinner, Bharath kept tossing in his bed. He somehow couldn’t sleep. As time went on he slept of. Bharath slept very late in night, but he had weird dreams that night.
When he woke up the next day, he remembered bits and pieces of his dreams. For some reason, he felt excited to think about the dreams. When we went to class, his eyes searched eagerly for Durai, but couldnāt spot him. His place was empty. Durai was on leave that day. Bharath felt very uncomfortable that day without seeing Durai. All those the classes, Bharath secretly was trying to recollect his dream. All that he could remember was blurred too and was not clear. He knew that he liked the thoughts. Whenever he thought about Durai, he had a pain between in his legs. This sensation was new for him. He had never felt this throbbing pain in between his legs. During the last period break, Bharath couldn’t control his emotions. “Am I in love?ā he wondered. “Am I in love with Durai? A guy? I can’t believe it. Why am i thinking like this? What is wrong with me? I couldn’t control my eagerness to meet Durai. Why do i feel so?ā
He decided to skip the last class. āWhatās the use anyways – I am not concentrating on the class either. Whatās the point in sitting in class”.
He escaped the class and went out. He knew the way to Durai’s house. Durai was staying in a small beautiful house near the school. His house was surrounded by lush green farm land. As Bharath kept walking to Durai’s place, he could literally feel his heart beat.
Bharath almost reached Durai’s home when he saw the sight. The sight totally made Bharath skip a heartbeat. The moment Bharath saw that, he froze. His mouth opened wide and he was totally in disbelief. Was this a bliss? Was he seeing this in real life or was he day dreaming? He didnāt know… He saw Durai… The godly feature of Durai!
Yes, Durai was bathing in his farm’s motor pump set well. The well wasn’t a deep one, it covered only until mid-thigh of Durai. Durai was not wearing any shirt. He was only wearing a thin white dhoti.
He was taking dips in the water
Surprisingly Durai was fair, fairer than Bharath, considering he is a farmerās son and considering the fact that he used to work on the fields.
The water was flowing from Duraiās wide shoulders and onto his nipples. Oh, his nipples were pink in color with a beautiful white tip. Then the water dripped down to his flat stomach. The stomach didnāt have any bags and it was the most beautiful stomach one could see. That sweet water then dripped down to his naval. And wow… that navel. It was the peak of his beauty. That sweet water then dripped down to his naval. And wow… that navel. It was the peak of his beauty.
Bharath couldnāt control it anymore. He became aware that he was drooling. He wiped his mouth and he called out Durai’s name.
“Da Durai… Hi… Ahem… Hey Durai”. Durai turned only at the fourth call. When he recognized Bharath, he gave a warm smile and climbed out of the small well. “Hi da, va va… Ennada intha pakkam…?”
Durai’s thighs were well visible over the wet dhoti. But the most prominent was the bulge in between his thighs.
Bharath couldn’t take his eyes from his bulge. “Aiyaiyoo, enna ivan.. ippadi irukkanae…. ssssshhhhh… ahhhh… enna nadakuthu ennaku?” wondered Bharath. The moment Durai came near him, Durai gently put his hand on Bharath’s shoulder and shook him.
“Dai, ennada, naa pesikkitae irukken. Nee ennamo paamba paarthathu mathiri muzhikara”
“Paambathaanda paarthaen”, said Bharath.
“Paamba!!! enga da”, said Durai, in a tone of panic.
Bharath realized his mistake and he cleared his throat, “Paambu illada…. pumpu… naan intha mathiri pump set ellam paarthathey illai. Athhan aachariyama paarthu kittu irukken”, he said sheepishly.
“Seri seri.. va va.. ulla va..”, Durai nudged Bharath and grabbed his hands. The cold hands of Durai felt hot for Bharath.
Durai was very strong and Bharath could feel the pressure in his arms. He kind of dragged his feet towards Durai’s home.
Once inside, Durai said, “oru 2 mins iru… intha, thanni kudi. I will change and come” and he scooted off.
In another few mins, Durai came back in a vest and a lungi. He looked even smarter in this dress.
“Ennada matter.. veedu varaikkum vanthirukka… ethavathu sonnangala school la?”
“Illada, nee innaiku school varalaiya, athaan enna aachunn paarthutu pogalaamnu vanthaen”, said Bharath.
“Enna oru aachariyam… nee orey padips nu thanae naan nenachen. Naan ellam classku varalainu kavala padara? Ammam, naan ethanai naal leave podtrukken ithukku munnadi… Ippo mattum enna ivalavu akkarai?ā questioned Durai.
“Ithukku munnadi nee ennai ippadi pannalaiyae da naye”, thought Bharath. He couldn’t say that ofcourse. So he said, “Illada, nethu onna padichoom, innaiku varaliyaeā¦ naan ethavathu thappu pannithanaenu theriyalai. Athaan…ā dragged Bharath.
“Athu onnum illada… Appa innaikku konjam bank velaiya town poitaaru. Appa oorukku poita, vayal velai paarkanum la. Athan naan ippadi adikadi leave pottukaren”. “Seri da, am leaving. Naalaiku school la meet pannalaam”, said Bharath.
“Hmm ok da, orey oru help mattum pannu. Oru rendu mootaiya thooki paranla vaikanum. Nee konjam help pannaraya? Naa bench mela ninukaren, nee thooki kodu”.Durai dragged a bench near a wall and folded his lungi. He made sure that the lungi was tight enough and he climbed on the bench,
“Da, antha chinna mootaiya modhala edu”, Durai said.
Bharath heaved the sack with some difficulty and gave it to Durai. Durai easily grabbed it and took it above his head.
“Dai macha, kannula thoosi vizhuthu, konjam seriya vaikarana paaruda?” said Durai, since he couldnāt see well beyond his head.
Bharath had been waiting for this. He bent and looked up. You know his intention. He wasn’t trying to look and to help Durai. All Bharath wanted to see was a glimpse of whatever he could see inbetween Durai’s legs.
By this time, Durai had started to sweat.
The room was gettin hotter by each moment. Ennada macha, theriyutha”, asked Durai.
“Bharath couldnāt talk. His mouth was dry
He could see it…he was seeing it.. It was a bit dark inside, but still he could see it. The two balls and a hanging cock. Bharath could see it. He couldnāt control himself. Durai said,” Seri machi, aduthathu kodu”.
Without second though, Bharath reached for the manmatha thottam. Yes, he left is hand inside Durai’s lungi and grabbed Durai’s balls.
Durai was in a moment of disbelief. “Dai, ennadaā¦ chi vidu da”, he angrily grabbed Bharath’s hand and tried to release himself.
But he know that his act would inflict pain on himself.. “Dai, vidu da… ennada ithu, chi dai… kaiya edu da”, he shouted
Bharath wasnāt in any mood to listen. He had grabbed the softest thing ever. He had already reached the soft long cock and he was in no mood to let it go. “Iru macha, oru tharava da… Please da”, he pleaded
Durai somehow released himself from the clutches of Bharath and jumped down the table. “Dai nayae… enna aachu unnaku. Enna karumam da ithu?” he shouted at Bharath.
Bharath, now realizing that he had done a mistake, hung his head and kept quiet.
Durai was still furious, but the human in him got the better of him.
“Macha, sorry da… kathitaen. Sit down. Whatās wrong da? Yaen ippadi pannina?” Durai asked Bharath.
Bharath didnāt have a clue of what to tell. He was sweating and his heart beat was close to a breakup force. He wasnāt able to open his mouth. All the tension he had mounted a few minutes back had melted. He had nothing to say.
“Ethavathu bit padam paarthaya nethu… illa ethavathu video mobile paarthu tholachiya nee.. pesu da..”, Durai demanded.
But Bharath was silent. He was prespiring profusely. Durai thought that Bharah would faint. He ran into kitchen and brought water for Bharath. “Intha, thanniya kudi”, he said.
Bharath silently took the water and drank it in haste. Bharath couldn’t stand one more moment being in Durai’s home. He stood up, kept the water bowl on the bed and ran out. He ran out with guilt and pain. Guilt because of what he did and pain because of what Durai did! He had lost his sense and dignity at the same time. “Oh, will Durai tell others about this? Will he tell my classmates? What about his parents? What will happen of my father, mother and brothers know about this? What about the teachers? Oh my God! I can’t take this tension. Oh my God… Please please dont do this!” His thoughts would not help him relax. He almost ran all the way home.
Bharath entered the class with loads of fear and guilt. He didnāt lift his head up all the way to his place. Once in his seat, he didnāt even dare to turn and see any one. He somehow felt that his was being started at. By the first break hour, he was almost convinced that most boys in the class knew what had happened. He was ashamed.
By the last bell, someone came and sat near him. Bharath knew that it was Durai. Though he hadn’t checked on Durai for the whole day, he knew that Durai was in class that day. He was able to hear him laugh and talk during lunch hour. And that made him a bit relaxed. He somehow felt that Durai hadnāt made a big issue out of what had happened.
Bharath slowly lifted his head and looked timidly at Durai. Durai was looking straight at Bharath was a very expressionless face.
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Durai mounted his cycle and made Bharath sit behind him. It took almost 10 mins for them to reach Durai’s home. Bharath sensed that his erection was still on. Durai locked his cycle and dragged Bharath inside! Once inside, Durai said, “Dee, vaadi.. vanthu maamanuku mariyathau seiyu”. Bharath didnāt know what to do except he knew what Durai wanted. He went close to Bharath and hugged him. Durai didnāt hug him back. Instead, he pushed Bharath away and said, “Ennathu ithu, katti pudikara… nayae.. mudhale ammanam aagu da nayae”.
There was almost fire in his speech! Bharath didnāt want to disobey. By the authority shown by Durai, he was almost submissive. He removed his shirt and pant. He was not wearing only his underwear and a wrist watch. “Hmm, i can see your banana… mothathaiyum kazhattu da nayae”, sneered Durai. Bharath didnāt even think for a single second. He removed him underwear and stood naked infront of Durai…
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