Desi Gay Sex Story of The Wild Bus Encounter: 2
Desi Gay Sex Story: I go down. He brushes his fingers across my scalp, my curly hair locking his palms against the back of my head. I am still gasping for breath and drooling as I undo his belt, and then his fly with shaky hands- I’m loving it. He was fully chubbed up and the aroma of sweat, dried and fresh precum, and piss- the scent of a MAN- hit my senses harder than this fat cock hit my face when I lowered his underwear.
I gingerly resist his hold on my head to look up into those beautiful eyes, match that gaze that had me in the first place and extend my tongue out to lick his precum. Without breaking the eye contact I begin to suck him. My jaws hurt at his girth, but I persevere to feel his manhood slide down and open my throat.
I bob up and down his god-knows-how-many-inches drinking in both his flowing precum and the lusty smirk. Soon he was done playing vanilla and went back to beast mode using my head like his personal Fleshjack. My throat was burning from the friction of it all, but the musk of his pubes tickling my nose soothed me.
After what felt like an eternity, he pulls me up like a rag doll and kisses me, replacing his Penis with his tongue. His long rough tongue was exploring my mouth vigorously as he lowers one of his hands to grab and squeeze each of my buns one after the other. His large palms were no match to my heavy buttocks.
He loosens the other palm that was still entangled in my tresses and replaces his tongue with first one then two of his fingers, soaking them in my saliva that had until then been mixing with his own.
‘You are a piece of work, you know.’, he laughs, his passion melting with randy boyish charm. He pulls me close into an embrace and mutters filth into my ears while he begins to poke his digits into my hole. I’m gasping- no amount of lubrication can prepare one for that first contact. First one then the second, in and out, all while I’m tight against his shoulder.
I realise how much he has been sweating despite the aircon and greedily make my way to his pits to sniff his man scent. That causes his fingers to pale further in me and open me up. I clearly did something right, because he begins to invade my mouth with his tongue again, this time slobbering a lot of his spit into me as if to quench my thirst.
Love Lust, I daresay! ‘Be the good boy that you are and take it up that hole bitch.’, he says following with a thick glob of spit into my mouth.
‘Can I suck it some more please, Sir?’, I coyly ask. He grabs my chin, slaps me as hard as the first time, maybe even harder, turns me around, and pins me against his body. His weight almost crushes me, but the feel of his fat cock poking against my hole makes me forget to breathe.
My asshole is pulsing- I’m not sure if it’s his cock throbbing or my own pulse. He pushes, and before I can even make a sound he covers my mouth and whispers into my ear, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are to make requests eh bitch. Isn’t his what you wanted when you first looked into my eyes- complete surrender? Stop pretending otherwise and follow what I say. Otherwise…’, he completely thrusts his cock into my hole and thrusts in and out like a madman.
Five minutes, ten minutes, ten days, I have no fucking clue how long he kept pounding me like that, all the while growling how he is in his rightful place and I should be glad at the mercy he is showing me.
The movie has long ended, his grip on my mouth has not loosened a bit, but he finally slows down. He pulls out his entire cock, then pinches my nose, and thrusts the damn thing all the back in, then lets go of my nose and repeats this demolition of my boy hole.
After what must have been the tenth or 18th thrust like this he completely lets go of my mouth and kisses his signature kiss while still being buried deep in my ass.
‘This is lovely boi, now will you tell me your name?’, he asks lovingly, kindness and love oozing out of the corner of his eyes. ‘wi… Wickram.’, I barely stammer as he began to slowly fucking me like I was some virgin boy he was teaching to take his cock.
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‘Good boy, you need to learn some manners, always reciprocate when someone introduces them to you, ok boi?’, he says. ‘Ye… yes.’, I answer barely able to mouth the words. My throat hurts from all that mouthfucking.
After a few more thrusts he pops out of my ass and lays on his side, smiling and resuming his trademark gaze. His cock is still hard and is poking the side of my ass. I’m too exhausted to even move. ‘Don’t you wanna cum?’, I ask.
His smile widens, he kisses my ears and says, ‘Hon, I came in the first five minutes, after that I wanted to see how long you could go on. You are an impressive piece of ass you know.’ I blush, harder than ever before. He gently bites my earlobes and goes, ‘Aww’.
Warm Regards,
Wickram
