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Indian Gay Sex Kahani: Back in school, I was pretty curious about the bodies of men and boys in my class. I was obsessed with an older boy whom I’d once seen shirtless in the bathroom of the school. He had hair running from his navel down into his pants. I had never having seen men up close like that and I went crazy. The rest of the day I was hard as a rock and twitching in my seat.

My friend, Taha, sitting next to me asked me, “Kya hua be?” “Kuch nahi”, I replied. “Tera khada hai na!?” he asked. I quite didn’t understood what he meant. I believed that only my cock went hard. Well, nobody told me otherwise. “Kya?” He very casually pinched my cock over my shorts and chuckled. “Pant kholde, acha lagege”, he advised. “Pagal hai kya… koi dekhega to!?”

I was shocked at his frankness. Us boys, just on the onset of puberty, had been full of raging hormones and often spoke about lusty sexual thoughts that ran through our minds not quite understanding what it actually meant, often it was what some of the boys had ‘heard’ or ‘seen’ from the bigger boys they knew of.

I knew that Taha was a year older and also had an elder brother who had told him (and shown him) about what was about to happen to our bodies, hair everywhere, bigger cock and balls; but never had he mentioned about the an erection.

“Waise tera itni der se khada kyu hai be?” he asked me. Before I could answer his hand made his way up my shorts and started tugging at my hardon. Only my underwear separated my skin against his. I gasped, some of my classmates turned around, but thankfully couldn’t figure out where the noise came from or what was happening.

“Mast hai be. Mere se bhi bada hai tera to. dekh.”, saying so he coolly undid his zipper and whipped his cock out. It was thin like a pencil with a mushroom head. I had never seen a cock before and I was mesmerized. I was simply frozen. “Mera bhai ka dekhega to teri to hosh hi ud jaega be! kabhi lund dekha nahi hai kya?” he asked.

Being an only child with no father or other men in the family, I had never seen another cock. I nodded. He simply took my hand and made me hold his cock. The heat from his cock made my palms sweat. I could hear my heart beat, my mouth was dry.
“Tera skin nahi hai!”, I asked, shocked at his lack of a foreskin! “Apan musalmanlog ka bachpan mei kaat dalte hai. Hilane me bohat maza aata hai!”, he addressed my query.

“Hilane me matlab?”, I asked. “Tu hilata nahi kya be? Ek kaam kar, aaj achool ke baad mere saath aa, sab sikha ta hoo tujhko.”, he replied. I had no idea what that meant. But I wanted to know more. I wanted to know how much bigger his brothers cock was. I was always obsessed with the bulges in underwear ads… I just wanted to know what was so bulging in there. Now hearing about his brothers big cock, I wanted to know how big it was and how hot it got.

The rest of the day was a drag and very hard. I couldn’t think of anything but the senior boys hairy trail and what Taha was going to teach me. When the final bell rang my heart was thumping loudly in my ears. “Toh bhai, arela hai na apun ke saath?”, he asked. “Haa”, I croaked back. He burst out laughing.

He didn’t live too far away from my home, so I walked back with him. My head was spinning with possibilities. Before I knew it I was at Taha’s house. Typical of Bombay slums, his house was deep inside a maze and had a maala, an attic space above the main room. When we got there no one was home and we went to the attic.

Before I could understand what was happening he was feeling my now soft crotch through my shorts. “Arre, tera to dhilla hogya! Khada kar be.” As if to show how its done, he dropped his pants and started tugging at his cock. I gingerly undid my pants and started following his action.

Up and down and up and down. I was hard the moment I had seen him do it, but it felt really good. I used to rub my hard cock against the bed sometimes, but this was a very different sensation. “Mere bhai ka to chik bhi nikalta hain, terko aur time lagega nikalne me.”, he smirked. “Chik? Matlab?”, I asked. “Ruk thode der, wo aata hi hoga, sab sikhaega terko wo.”, he answered.

We were simply jerking out cocks when I heard the door open downstairs. Taha poked his head through the ladder hatch. His asshole was visible to me. Another thing I was seeing for the first time. “Jaldi aa be halkat, dekh kya laya hoo tere liye”, he shouted. Taha’s brother, Salman appeared through the hatch. “Mast hai be, iska to tere se bhi bada hai. Chutiya, sharam kar! Jaakar Sadya to haak de”, Salman told Taha.

Taha left the attic and left me alone with Salman. I was not sure if I was more afraid or more turned on. Taha was tall, slightly muscular, perhaps two years older than us, with a strong voice and a bulge that even through his jeans was making me go crazy. By then I was trying to pull my shorts back up.

“Itni kya jaldi hai be, puri utar de.” He said. In quick motion, he came really close to me and took my shorts and underwear off. “Lund liya hai kabhi?”, he asked. “Huh! Kya?”, I asked. He simply chuckled and pulled my hands to his crotch. I could feel the hardness and the warmth through the fabric. “Lund dekha hai kabhi?” “Haa, aaj school mei Taha ka.” He burst out in handsome laughter. “Aa, aaj to terko jannat ki sair karaenga! Mera dikhaoo?” I nodded.

“Sirf terko dhikhaonga to mera kya? Main jo bolu wo karega?”, saying so Salman stripped to his banyan and underwear. He had a hairy chest, arms and legs that contrasted his light skin. “Mu me paani aya kya?”, he teased noticing me gulp saliva. “Darr mat be, terko bohat mazza aaega. Bus mai jo bolu woh kar.”, saying so, he guided my face to his crotch.

His bulge was barely an inch from my nose. I was bent, looking over at him and looking at his underwear alternatively. It was getting harder by the second. It was now touching my nose.

“Konsi muhrat ka intezaar kar raha hai be, khol na gandu!”, he ordered. I gingerly pulled his underwear down. His seven inches of hard boy cock hit my face. My nose was full of his manly musk. Instinctively I licked my lips.

Salman held my by my ears and his balls and cock were all over my face. My face now smelt of his crotch. “Chus saale!” he said, guiding his cock into my mouth. Inch by inch I could taste his salty cock in my mouth. It his the back of my throat and I was gagging. He held me like that until the gagging stopped.

Once I stopped gagging, he pulled me back up, licked my face and made me suck his cock again. This time he held my face and moved his hips in and out. I noticed, he too had a hairy trail like the senior in school. I wondered if the senior would like it it I sucked his cock.

While Salman was fucking my mouth Taha returned with another boy. “Ay Sadya, isko aur sihkana padega, magar dekh, aaj ke pehle kabhi lund nahi dekha hai bolta hai. Dekh kaise chikni jaise choos raha hai!” Salman said. I couldn’t see what was happening. But I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders. They were rough hands and made their way to my nipples and started pinching it rather hard.

My scream was choked my Salman’s cock. “Tu bohat chusaya na, ab merko de, mai bhi maze loo”, Sadya’s rough voice spoke. Sadya was much older than Salman as well, muscular, wearing just a netted banyan and his hard black cock was already out of his dirty jeans. My eyes widened at the sight! I couldn’t even imagine that a penis could be that big!
“Dekhte baithega ki meri choosega bhi saale?”, Sadya barked.

I started sucking my second cock. I was barely able to take half of it. Sadya let me do all the work unlike Salman, so I started going up and down his big cock. I noticed that Salman was fully naked now and was being sucked by his own brother. Taha seemed to know what has to be done. He was licking his brothers balls, taking them in his mouth, licking his cock and sucking it like his life depended on it.

“Tu kya karyakram dekhne ko aya hai kya? Chus saale bhadwe.”, saying so Sadya started fucking my face. He was going deeper than I could manage. I couldn’t breathe. I was suffocating and tears rolled out of my eyes. But Sadya kept fucking my mouth.

“Chal, tu ja kar jalebi leke aa” I heard Salman in the background. “Kya mast item hain be, isko apunke ghar pe rakhne ka man kar raha hai, to jab chahoo marro iski.” Sadya said. Taking cue from what Taha had done earlier, I sucked his balls, licked them all over and went up and down his massive cock.

“Naam kya hai tera?” Sadya asked. I had his cock in my mouth and he held my head in place so that I couldn’t answer. Both started laughing at my state. “Chal, seal tod de iski.” Sadya said.

I felt Salman behind me feel my bare buttocks. I broke out in goosebumps. His hands were kneading them and his finger was poking at my ass hole. I turned around to look what Salman was up to. Sadya pulled me by my hair back to his cock and said, “Mene bolo kya randi bas hui teri chusai? Nai na? To chup chap choos.” I continued sucking.

I felt something very strange on my buttock but Sadya’s hand held me in place, so I couldn’t look. It felt as if Salman was licking my asshole. Yes. He was licking my buttocks, my asshole and was poking his tongue inside. I was going crazy.

I was still sucking Sadyas cock and balls. He was precumming crazy. I thought it was his pee at that point in time, but was so turned on that I didn’t mind.

Salman’s tongue was going in and out of my ass hole. Then I felt something else. It felt like a finger, but bigger. It was in my wet asshole. I couldn’t look because Sadya was holding my head, but I was pretty sure it was Salman’s cock. It hurt; my asshole was on fire but I couldn’t do anything about it. I continued to suck Sadya.

Within a few seconds though it was over. Salman took his cock out of my hole. “Pura dala bhi nahi aur tera jhad gaya! Chutya sale bhadwe!” laughed Sadya.
I felt something leak out of my asshole. I thought that Salman had peed in my asshole and I began to cry. “Arre arre! Bache ko toh rula diya tune, dekh usko gand mein aur chahiya. Ro mat meri raand, mera lund dalta hoon.” said Sadya and he turned me around.

As he said this I realised it wasn’t piss, but I was confused. Sadya sat down and hugged me. Sadya’s dark hairy chest met my smooth skin. He pushed my legs around him such that his cock was touching my leaking hole and gently started pushing. It hurt again, but Sadya knowing that I would scream, just took Salman’s underwear that was lying near and stuffed it into my mouth and whispered into my ear, “Maze le meri raand, tujhe to aaj jam kar chodoonga.” and looked over to Salman and said,

“Mast hain be, teri chik endum makhkan jaise ghusane dera hai. Aaj to jannat hi sair karenge. Iski cheekh band hone de, ya tera bhai aane de, tera phir se khada kar ke is ki pel le.”

Sadya was looking me in the eye, holding me by the waist and pushing into my tight ass hole inch by inch. I was crying in pain muffled by the gag in my mouth but I too kept looking into Sadya’s eyes. Before I knew it, he could go no more, his massive cock was fully in me. He pinched my nipples and started kissing and licking my face and neck like a mad man. While it still pained, it was a pleasurable sensation I experienced.

A man’s cock deep inside me felt like it was completing my young body. He left my nipples, held me by the waist and started to gently fuck me; up and down, in and out. I had left the planet.

“Ghoda ban.” Sadya demanded. I had no idea what he meant, nor did I could or want to move from the exhilarating sensation of Sadya’s penis inside my cunt. He saw my blank confusion, chuckled and simply lifted my teenage body and turned me around on all fours.

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He then pushed his cock from behind with such a force that I thought I’d die. He took the soaking underwear from my mouth and stuck his tongue into my mouth and kissed me. I was his bitch. “Muh me dal” he ordered Salman.

Just as Taha was coming up the hatch, I was on all fours, a massive cock pounding my virgin ass and his brothers fattening cock in my mouth. “Ja… Jalebi” said a stunned Taha. “Bhadwe tu a gaya. Thodi pehle aata to tere bhai ka lund lene milta terko.

Tu patkan jaake Wasim, Munna aur Gotya ko bula ke la, wo log 12 number pe carrom khel re honge. Jake bol unko ki tere maale me Salman aur mai rawas ki safai karrela hain.”

To be continued…