Indian Gay Sex Story: Mera Nephew Nikhil: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Mera bhateeja Nikhil: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi doston.. My name is Pranay. I’m a 36 year old married man and I’m straight or at least I used to be until something happened. The story I am about to tell will probably be judged with me in the wrong but try to look at it objectively. It’s my real story and I hope you guys take it well..

So getting to the story.. I am the youngest sibling of out 4 elder brothers and 2 sisters. My eldest brother is 15 years older than me and is quite like my father in most senses. I’m obviously the most pampered guy in the family apart from our kids. Growing up I always remembered being fascinated with the male body form. My elder brothers were all full grown men when I was a budding teenager and I always found myself admiring their bare bodies when they stepped out of shower or during the scorching summers of Rajkot. My second eldest brother had the hottest body and always gave me such a painful boner..

Despite of all this I never really acted upon my homosexual instincts and remained a straight man all through my life so far. An year ago though, my eldest brother’s son, Nikhil, came to stay at my home for a few weeks, on and off. We all lived nearby but my home was nearest to his school and it was quite convenient for his board exam timings. He was 19 years old and quite the handsome hunky fellow for his age.

“Paragon of manhood” as I thought when I saw him coming out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. Fair, bright body with a perfect patch of thick hair on his chest and a trail leading down to that towel knot. My eyes just fixated there for a brief moment and I was back in those memories again.. Only this time, I didn’t feel quite shy or embarrassed and kept looking at him as he, carelessly, just walked up to the shower.

His well defined perfect shoulders and smooth muscular back.. I was having bad thoughts about him and as soon as he shut the door behind him, it struck me.. He was my nephew!

I didn’t give it a second thought and went straight to my room, locked my door, dropped my pants and masturbated with just him in my mind. I saw him hugging me, touching me and fucking me like a bull and was done within seconds.. As soon as the last drop of the semen left my body I was filled with guilt.. He was my nephew! How could I think so about him? He was more than a decade younger to me..

But parallel to all these thoughts, a part of my consciousness wanted to have him. I wanted to let go of all my pent up inhibitions and just go at it..

Later that night, after dinner Nikhil went to the guest room to study. I was perpetually weird around him and my wife noticed it too but she just thought it was something about work and went about her chores. I fucked my wife hard that night, all the while imagining myself with him.. She was impressed by my performance but little did she know.. She slept afterwards and I went to watch TV for sometime.

Read the hot and steamy Indian gay sex story of a horny mature man’s incestuous tale of his wild time with his young nephew!

When I came to the hall, I heard some muffled noises coming from Nikhil’s room. I went to the door and listened carefully. It was clear he was watching porn.. I stayed there for a moment and decided to barge in and catch him in the act but then I realised those noises were rather familiar.. A bit too familiar and recent. “Aaahhh Pranu dheere karo abhh mummyy…..” it was my wife’s voice! I knew this line from a few minutes back..

He had somehow recorded us. I was shocked and angry initially but also excited that he was watching me. I could also hear my own mellow grunts and I was rock hard again. I had made up my mind now.. I was barging in…to be continued.