Indian Gay Sex Story: Police walon k saath threesome

Indian Gay Sex Story: Police walon k saath threesome

Indian Gay Sex Story: Mera attarvah janamdin tha. Mujhe bahut khushi thi ki ab main adult
ho gaya hoon. Ab main vote kar sakunga. Main voh VCDs dekh sakunga jo
mera bada bhai mujhse chipata tha. Main khule-aam cigarette pee
sakunga. Main bahut khush tha. Mere doston ke saath main celebrate
karke main ghar vaapas jaa raha tha. Mere sab dost apne-apne ghar ki
taraf jaa chuke the. Main akela raaste par cigarette peete hue chala
aa raha tha. Raat ke kareeb saadhe baarah baje honge.

Mera ghar main road par nahin hai. Borivali ke IC colony mein hai,
jahaan ki sadke raat ke is vakt bahut sunsaan ho jaati hai. Raaste
kaafi ghumakkad hai, aur koyi bhi yahaan kho sakta hai. Magar main
nahin. Mujhe yahaan aaye ab teen saal ho chuke the. Mujhe pata tha ki
main ghar se sirf das minute ki doori par hunga.

Raasta khali tha. Last bus stop ke yahaan do police ke constables
khade the. Aapas main baaten kar rahe the. Maine unki taraf dekha.
Donon hi jawaan the, 25-30 saal ke. Aksar constables mote hote hai,
par yeh donon achche kad-kaathi ke the. Unke ooper police ka khaaki
uniform unko bahut hi aakarshak bana raha tha. Unhone bhi mujhe dekha.
Unki baaten ruk gayi. Ek constable ne doosre ki taraf kuch ishaara
kiya. Phir voh donon mere paas aaye.
“Kyun be, itni raat ko akele yahaan kya kar raha hai?” ek ne poocha.
“Ghar jaa raha hoon.”
“Itni raat ko? Aur yeh cigarette kyun pee raha hai? Kya umar hai teri?”
“Attarah. Aaj hi mera janmadin tha.”

Donon meri taraf dekhne lage. Main kuch dar sa gaya. Maine aankhein
jhuka lee.
“Naam kya hai tera?” doosre constable ne poocha.
“Rocky. Rocky Gomes.”
“Tu idhar ka lagta nahin hai.”
Mujhe kuch kuch gussa aane laga. Maine tadaak se keh diya, “Voh
saamne Little Rose Building mein mera ghar hai. Number B-67. Chahiye
to aakar dekh lo.”
Itna kaha hi tha ki pehle vale constable ne mujhe thaad se ek thappad
maar diya. “Saale, police ke saath oonchi aawaaz mein baat karta hai?”
Usne doosre constable ko kaha, “Chal Sachin, isko sabak sikhate hai.”
Doosra constable mere paas aaya. Usne kaha, “Kaan pakad.”
Maine kaha, “Kya?”
“Kaan pakad, bhosdi ke, aur utthak-baithak kar. Poore sau baar.”
Main samajh gaya inse ulajhna theek nahin. Raasta khali tha. Maine
unka kehna maan lene ka irada kiya. Dheere se maine mere haathon se
apne donon kaan pakad liye. Donon constable mujhe dekhkar hansne lage.
Maine pehli baithak lagayi. Mera jeans tight tha aur mujhe jaanghon ke
yahaan voh kasne laga. Isliye doosre baithak mein maine meri taangein
aur phaila lee. Kareeb bees baar ke baad mujhe taangon mein dard shuru
hua. School punishment ke vakt maine sau-sau baar uthak-baithak kiya
tha, par ab itne saalon baad vahi punishment bahut hi dardnaak ho raha
tha. Meri roni si shakal dekhkar donon constable thahaka lagane lage.
Meri dasha ka voh donon poora aanand utha rahe the aur mujhe badi
sharam aane lagi. Sharam ki vajah se mere lund mein halki si hararat
hone lagi.

Pachas baithak hone ke baad Constable Sachin paas aaya aur usne mujhe
rok liya. “Chal yaar, bahut ho gaya. Khade ho jaa,” usne mujhe kaha.
Itne mein uski nazar mere laude par gayi, jo ab taan se khada ho gaya
tha. Meri jeans bahut tight thi aur isliye uska bulge saaf jeans
ubharkar dikh raha tha. Constable Sachin ne apna danda mere bulge par
rakh diya aur hanskar bola, “Arey Hamid, yeh dekh. Yeh launda to
gayela case hai.”
Constable Hamid ne dekha. “Oh, bahut garmi hai yaar isme. Yeh kya hai
be?”
“Sorry sir,” maine kaha.
Hamid ne Sachin ko aankh maari. Sachin muskuraya. Usne mujhe kaha,
“Tere jaise chutyon ko bahut dekha hai. Pehle lund phula lete hai,
phir kisi masoom ladki ka pet. Ab tu to khatarnaak hai.”
“Nahin sir, aisa kuch nahin hoga.”
“To ab iska kya karega?” Sachin ne phir apna danda mere lund ke taraf
rakhkar poocha.
“Yeh baith jayega sir.”
“Tereko sharam nahin aati hai police ke saamne khada karta hai?”
Hamid ne mere gaand par haath rakhkar mujhe dhakka diya. “Bahut ho
gaya yaar. Le chalte hai isko.”
Unke paas ek motorbike tha. Donon us par baithe aur mujhe beech mein
bithakar voh le gaye. Paanch minute baad hum ek single-room ghar mein
pahunche. Ghar par taala tha, jise Sachin ne apni chabi se khol diya.
“Chal behenchod,” usne mujhe kaha.

Jaise hi main andar ghusa, mera kaleja ruk sa gaya. Room mein ek beam
tha, jisse rassiyan latak rahi thi. Side par ek patthar ka bed tha. Ek
kone mein bahut si sticks, canes aur leather belts rakhe the. Mujhe
samajh mein aa gaya ki yeh torture room hai. “Aaj mazaa aayega,” Hamid
ne Sachin ko kaha.
Main bhaag jaana chahta tha, magar Hamid ke muscular arms ne mujhe
jakad liya tha. Sachin mere paas aaya. “Pata hai beta yeh kya hai?”
usne poocha.
“Nahin,” maine sahemte hue kaha.
Donon hanse. Sachin ne apna hath mere laude par rakha. Main kuch
nahin kar saka kyunki Hamid ne mujhe pakad rakha tha.
“Abhi bhi garmi hai yaar,” voh bola.
Hamid ne phir mere shirt ke button kholna shuru kiye. Mera shirt
utaar diya. Usne mere nipples par zor ki chimti maari. Main cheekha.
Un donon ne mujhe us beam ke paas laya. Phir us rassi se mere haath
us beam par baandh liye. Mere haath phailakar main vaise hi khada tha.
Mera gaddar lauda ab bhi baitha nahin tha. Mujhe sharam aur dar donon
hi lagne lage.
Hamid ne meri taangen phaila di. Jab tak main dard ke maare cheekha
nahin tab tak voh meri taangein phailaata gaya. Mere saamne khade
hokar voh mujhe dekhne lage. Sachin ne apni vardi utaari. Usne banian
nahin pehna tha. Uski chaati bilkul washboard ki tarah flat thi aur
halke se baal the. 6-pack abs kya hota hai maine pehli baar dekha.
Hamid ne bhi apni vardi utaari. Uski chaati bhi sapat thi, aur thode
savli thi. Mera lund aur khada ho gaya.
“Achcha lag raha hai, chutye?” Hamid ne poocha.
Ab Sachin meri belt utaarne laga. Phir usne mere jeans ki zip kholi.
Agle second mein mera lauda khule mein tha. Donon uski taraf dekhkar
jalladon ki tarah hansne lage.
Sachin ne khud ki belt utaari. “Ab shuru karte hai tera treatment,”
usne kaha. Main samajh bhi nahin paaya tha aur usne uski belt se meri
chaati par ek lash maara. Main cheekha. Doosra whip mere taangon par
pada. “Maadarchod, police walon ke saamne hullad machata hai? Ab
bhugat chutye,” usne kaha. Main machal raha tha, magar haath bandhe
hone ke kaaran kuch nahin kar saka. Usi tarah nanga, haara hua unke
saamne naachte raha.
Chaar beltings ke baad, Hamid aaya. “Naya murga hai, Sachin, jyada
mat maar,” usne kaha. “Ab meri baari.”
Hamid ne kone mein se ek patli cane uthayi. Main itna dar gaya ki
mera heart fail ho sakta tha. Usne bina kisi sankoch meri gaand par ek
rapaak lagaya. Dard se main kud gaya. Uske baad ek aur .. ek aur .. ek
aur. Paanch ke baad voh ruk gaya. “Dekh Sachin,” usne kaha. “Iski
gaand dekh kaisi laalamlaal ho gayeli hai.”
“Haan yaar.” Tab maine dekha ki Sachin ne apni pant utaar di hai.
Uski blue colour ki chaddi main uska lauda dikh raha tha. Voh use
sehla raha tha. Main samajh gaya kya hone wala tha.
Hamid ne mujhe ab aazaad kiya. Sachin apni taangein phailakar us
patthar ki bed par baitha tha. Hamid ne mujhe gardan se pakda aur mera
munh seedhe Sachin ki chaddi par rakh diya. Maine munh hata liya. Tab
Sachin ne mera sar kaskar apne laude par rakha. Usne apni chaddi
utaari aur apna 8 inch ka lund mere aankhon ke saamne jhula diya.
Kaha, “Dekh be chutye, asli mard ka lauda kaise hota hai. Choos ise.”
Us laude ko dekhkar meri bhi vaasna jaag uthi. Maine bhukkad ki tarah
use apne munh mein lekar choosna shuru kiya. Sachin apni taangein
phailakar meri peeth par rakhkar baith gaya. Usne apne haathon se meri
gaand uchkayi. Utne mein mujhe meri gaand mein ek ajeeb geelapan
mehsoos hua. Mudkar dekha to Hamid apna majboot kaala lauda meri laal
laal gaand par ragad raha tha.

“Aaj mazaa aa gaya yaar,” Hamid ne kaha. “Aisa launda roz-roz nahin
milta hai.”
“Haan yaar,” Sachin ne kaha. “Vaise bhi ek doosre se ham pak gaye hai.”
Donon hansne lage.

Ek munh mein aur ek gaand mein – do laude paakar main apna dard poori
tarah bhool gaya. Ab to main bhi madmasth hokar mahe lene laga.
Thook-thook kar main Sachin ka lauda choosne laga. Sachin aawaazein
karne laga. Voh apni gaand utha-uthakar apna lauda poora mere munh
mein ghusane ki koshish kar raha tha. Vahaan Hamid ne meri gaand poori
khol daali thi. Donon mere attharah saal ke najuk badan ka poora mazaa
le rahe the.
“Mera nikal raha hai yaar,” Sachin ne kaha.
“Mera bhi,” Hamid ne kaha.
Donon ne mujhe zameen par bitha diya. “Munh khol be chutye,” Hamid ne
kaha. Main munh khola. Phir donon ne apna lauda mere munh mein ghusa
diya. Donon mote laudon se meri saans hi ruk gayi thi. Itne mein pehle
Sachin ka aur phir Hamid ka ras mere jeebh par gir gaya. Mujhe swad
achcha laga. Mujhe pata nahin kya karna tha, isliye maine use nigal liya.

Phir donon Sachin aur Hamid ek doosre ko sehlate hue patthar ki bed
par baith gaye. “Ab hamare saamne muth maar,” Sachin ne kaha. Main
unke saamne khada, apna lauda haath mein lekar muth maarne laga. Ek hi
minute baad mera ras nikalne laga. Maine donon ki chaati par mera ras
tapka diya.

Hot and wild Indian gay sex story of a young and horny gay boy’s first gay experience with two horny policemen!

“Mazaa aaya be chutye,” Sachin ne mujhe sab kuch khatm hone ke baad poocha.
“Haan,” maine sach-sach bata diya.
“Jab bhi dil kare, bus-stop par aa jaana 11 baje ke baad.”
“Okay sir.”

Ab is baat ko teen saal beet chuke hai. Donon constables ka transfer
ho gaya aur voh chale gaye. Magar jaane se pehle kitne baar un donon
ne mujhe punishment de-dekar mera torture kiya aur phir mera munh aur
meri gaand maari. Mujhe mere dost phir se milenge, kyunki main bhi
agle saal police mein bharti hone wala hoon.