Indian Gay Porn Story of a Twink’s Wild Adventures: 1
Indian Gay Porn Story: Hi guys, Ankit here and Im back with another real experience of mine. This may be little awkward for me to share with you guys coz its the story of my real elder brother. I know its disgusting to even think about having sex with own real brother but still I want to share it with you as Im sharing all my past experiences.
This incident is also a past incident when I was a teen and so was my elder brother (Bunty bhai). In my previous story you came to know about my sex with my uncles (Milu chachus) friend Uday uncle. And the story with Bunty bhai took place few days after Uday uncle went back his home.
I was 16, horny by that age and desperately needed a sex partner in life. But whoever was coming to my life was vanishing after couple of sex play. I needed a long term sexual partner in my life. Uday uncle was the first person after whom I started getting attracted towards family friends or relatives or cousins, in fact I started fantasising incest sex.
But never had the guts to show my gay side to relatives or cousins and so fantasising and masturbating was the only option.
After Uday uncle went back his home, Milu chachu shifted to his room and Bunty bhai came back to our room. I said you earlier, I share room with Bunty bhai and we sleep together in a double bed. Bunty bhai uses to change his dress in front of me, he walks in only underwear in front of me but I never gave any attention towards it as he is my own elder brother.
But after Uday uncle left I was more desperate and I needed badly someone. And so one day Bunty bahi as usual came out of the washroom only in his underwear and was combing his hair in front of the mirror.
That was the first time I was checking out Bunty bhai through the mirror, I was checking out his bulge. The feeling was mixed reactions, I was feeling awkward, disgusting as well exciting. Bunty bhai caught me while I was checking him out. But he never knew I was gay or what was my intention checking him out. He thought I was checking his underwear.
I always use to snatch his new t shirt or cap during childhood days. That day he was wearing new underwear and he guessed I was after his new underwear.
He: Dont you dare touch my underwear. I know what you are thinking
Me: Chhi who will wear your used underwear.
He: You thief then what were you staring at.
Me: (I was paused, I stammered) Haan I was checking your new underwear, I need one like this but not your used ones.
He: Ha ha till date you use my used clothes be it shirt or jeans, so why not you use my used underwear.
Me: Chhi I dont want to wear your dirty underwear.
He: Look who is talking. Im more hygienic than you. You should thank me that all my used clothes are in good condition that you use it later. Thats why papa doesnt buy extra clothes for you rather ask you to use my old clothes. And now I can tell papa dont buy any new underwear for Ankit, he likes my underwear too and he can use it later when it is old. Poor fellow always uses my old and used dress. Ha ha ha
Me: How dare you. I will tear all your clothes and even all your underwear. And then you will have nothing to wear rather asking me mine.
We started fighting. I was pulling his hairs and he was pushing me back, grabbing my neck. I was shouting as he was grabbing my neck. I then caught his underwear strap and said leave me else Ill tear this. All this happened due to your underwear and Im going to tear this.
He then shouted if anything happens to my underwear, Ill break your hand. And then intentionally I put my hand more inside his underwear and shouted leave me else I promise Ill tear this. All I could feel was his dick hairs and a slight touch of his soft dick.
He then released me and pushed me as he knew I might tear his underwear or he might have noticed my hands came in touch with his dick hairs. He wore his jeans, banged the door and left. I couldnt believe what I did a couple of minutes ago.
I touched my brothers private part intentionally but presented him as it was done accidentally. I remember I masturbated recalling the touch, immediately after he left.
Bunty bhai came back in the evening. We were not talking to each other, we even didnt quarrel for the TV remote. Our parents, grandparents as well others noticed the same and asked us whether we again had a fight or what. Bunty bhai said everything to our parents and I got scolded as every time I start the fight.
He was very good in studies so I was the one who was blamed for all. And so I didnt spoke to him for a couple of days even he also didnt try to speak to me. I was very angry on him as due to him I got scolded but every morning I wished to see him in his underwear as before. But after out fight day, he always came out of the washroom in towel.
I was upset as I was not able to see his bugle. I was abusing myself that why I fought with him. If I wouldnt have fought that day, I could have seen him semi nude always but now he is wrapping himself in towel only because of the underwear incident.
So one day I thought of breaking the ice. While sleeping in the night, I kept my legs on him and he pushed my legs. I kept my hands on his chest, he pushed my hands. I repeated this and for which he got irritated.
He: He shouted at me and asked now what you want.
Me: Talk to me, lets end the fight.
He: How could I forget you scratched my hand and tore my new underwear?
Me: Your underwear wasnt torn. I was trying to tear it but I didnt. And you also grabbed my neck, it was hurting me. You even said to parents and I got scolded.
He: Who said my underwear wasnt torn. Go and check its torn a little.
Me: Its all because of you. Why you teased me that Ill even wear your used underwear.
He: Dont you use my used clothes? I didnt say anything wrong.
Me: But I never use your old underwear.
He: Whatever now you are happy. You liked that underwear and you tore it. Go and use it, Im not going to use that again.
Me: Seriously is it torn? But I didnt do it intentionally. You grabbed my neck so I pulled the strap and warned you leave me else Ill tear it. And what happened was an accident. Cmon tell naa is it torn?
He: Yes it is torn. Why? You want to use it. Go, its all yours.
Me: Chhi Im not going to wear your dirty underwear.
He: Dirty and mine?
Me: Who knows what have you done in your underwear?
He: (After a pause) What have I done means?
Me: (Even I was paused) You might have pissed in the underwear, it might be sweaty.
He: I dont piss like you in underwear or pant.
Me: Even I dont piss in pants that I use to do when I was small.
He: Small? Remember last year only you pissed while sleeping and the whole mattress was dirty.
Me: That was an exception, I had a nightmare. Forget it lets be friends.
He: Im not in mood.
Me: (I hugged him) Talk to me else Ill piss in bed now, in fact piss on you.
He: Leave me.
Me: No I wont unless you talk to me and I promise Ill piss on you if you dont talk.
He: Ok ok.
Me: Thanks (I was still hugging him)
He: Now leave me, let me sleep.
Me: Ill sleep like this. I wont leave you.
He: Ohh why so much love and care all of sudden.
Me: You are my elder brother and I dont want to fight with you again. And moreover whoever starts the fight I always gets blamed.
He: Ohh my poor little brother. One sec, thats not the reason. You might be thinking if we fight like this then I wont give you my clothes to wear, not even my underwear. Ha ha ha
Me: You started again, now Ill piss on you.
He: Hey stop stop. Lets sleep now, its too late.
Me: Ok. (We slept while I was still hugging him. I wished if I could hold his dick but that was not possible).
The next morning, Bunty bhai after taking bath came out in towel. I was desperate to see him in underwear but I was upset. I wondered now everything is normal but why he is not roaming in underwear as before.
The next two to three days he repeated the same. He used to be in towel. I was frustrated and one day while he was combing his hair in front of the mirror, I asked him why you are wearing towel for the last couple of days.
He: Why is there any problem in the towel? Or you now want my towel too?
Me: No its not that. I guess you sacred of me.
He: Sacred of you, why?
Me: Of course scared thats why you use to be in towel. You might be thinking I might tear all your underwear and you have to ask me mine. Ha ha ha.
He: So funny.
Me: And who knows you might be wearing that torn underwear now thats why you are hiding it with the towel.
He: I’m not wearing any torn underwear.
Me: Who know prove it?
He: See Im not wearing any torn underwear. (He removed the towel).
I was finally relaxed to see Bunty bhai in his underwear. I was so excited to see his bulge again. I masturbated after around five days fantasising Bunty bhai. Now everything was normal as before. He used to roam in front of me only in his underwear as before, giving me a hot scene to fantasise.
I used to check him out while he changes his underwear in order to get a sneak peak of his dick or dick hairs. But unfortunately that never happened. Until one day while he was pissing in the washroom and he forgot to lock the door from inside. And I intentionally stepped in and caught him pissing. The scene was some fraction of seconds.
He was pissing while pulling his boxers down a little. His dick was soft but very thick and around 4 inches and very hairy. He was shocked to see me inside and turned back as soon as we were face to face. He shouted at me, cant you knock the door and come in?
I replied, how could I know you are using toilet. You usually lock the door when you use toilet and today the door was opened so I thought you might be washing your face or hands.
That was the day I was waiting for. I saw Bunty bhai nude and I masturbated recalling the incident thrice that day. Even in the night while we were sleeping I thought of grabbing his dick. I thought of molesting him while he is in sleep but I couldnt gather that courage to do so.
I even never caught him with a morning boner coz he sleeps wearing his underwear inside his boxer. I was desperate to hold his dick and play with it. So sometimes when he uses to be only in his underwear in front of me, I try to tease him like pulling his underwear strap and we use to have a fun fight.
We used to play wrestling enacting ourselves as wwe players. And I try to touch his dick while wrestling and he thinks it as accidental so never minded. That was the only way I use to touch his dick but act as it happened accidentally.
Sometimes I used to get a boner by doing so and I try to push him and run away. Coz what if accidentally he feels my boner and comes to know that I do it intentionally.
Sometimes I even thought of blackmailing him as once I caught him smoking. Actually I use to blackmail him in return of extra pocket money or chocolate or collection of video games etc. But sometimes I thought of blackmailing him instead of having sex with him or holding and sucking his dick but never got the courage to ask him.
One day Bunty bhai had an accident and his leg was fractured. He used to be in the bed maximum times, he even was doing toilet in the bed pan. My papa was taking care of him during his accident, mainly he was taking care of his toilet activities.
During that period, Bunty bhai use to sleep in the bed and I sleep at the floor. Whenever he needs to do toilet I use to call papa. Papa basically comes when he poops using the bed pan. And I use to come for help when he needed to piss.
My intention was not only to help him but also to get a sneak peak of his dick while he pisses using the urinal pan or help him in pissing using the urinal pan. But every time he covered himself in bed sheet and piss in the urinal pan. So I never got a chance to see or hold hid dick.
Indian gay porn story of a young boy’s incest with older brother
But one thing was good for me, during his accident period, he was advised not to wear his underwear, he only use to wear his boxer. And I caught him with morning boner many times and I masturbated recalling his boner scene. I could guess his dick might be around 7.5 inches when hard.
One morning I couldnt stop myself seeing his morning boner. It was a huge tent on his boxer, it made me hornier. I gathered courage and hold his dick, it was very hard and thick. My hands were trembling in terror still I fondled his dick for a while. He was in deep sleep.
I could feel his dick hairs over his boxer. I played for a while with his dick but couldnt put my hand inside his boxer. I was so scared so I just touched his dick and dick hairs over the boxer while I masturbated my dick putting my hand inside my boxer…
