Gay sex kahani delivery boy se chudai
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Gay sex kahani: Maujon ki Rawani
Mein gungunate huye nahaa raha tha…
Yeh ek special type ka shower tha – power shower, with a multi-functional shower head – jisme dher sare controls thae for flow rate, water pressure and other settings – an absolutely amazing, mind-blowing experience. Aur mein ‘rain setting’ kiye, mast khushi me sar se pao tak shower gel mal raha tha.
And for some weird odd reason uss din mein ek kaafii old film song gaa raha tha – yes, I do sing in the shower, but mostly naye gaane… haan, kabhi-kabhi old songs bhi gunguna leta hoon.
Par uss din yeh song kaha se mera dimaag me aaya, I don’t know, but there I was, humming away as I stood under the spray, lathering… and more amazing was the fact that I wasn’t even aware or conscious, but the words just flowed – like the water from the shower overhead!
“Sajna hain mujhe, sajnaa ke liye,
Zara uljhi laten sanwaar loon,
Har ang kaa rang nikhaar loon,
Ke sajna hain mujhe, sajnaa ke liye.
Paani pade tan pe toh sholaa niklen,
Jaane kaise aganne me badan jalen,
Dinn bhaar kii thakan utaar loon,
Har ang kaa rang nikhaar loon…”
Tabhi mujhe kuch sunaii dii, aur gaana bandh karte huye meine dhyaan diya toh wo doorbell tha!
Jaldi shower ke neeche khada saabun dhote huye peeche hook pe se towel kheech liya, aur phir shower bandh karke sar aur face pochte huye bedroom ka darwaza tak aake zor se poocha, “Koun hain?”
Jawab me ghanti phir baji, impatient.
Mein bedroom se nikalke front door ke or jaate huye towel lapetne ka sochaa toh dekha ki woh ek chhota hand towel tha – meine galti se bath towel ke badle hand towel kheech liya tha!
Ghanti phir zor-zor ki awaaz di aur mein jaldi se towel apna baya haath me liye crotch ke ooper daba kar door ke paas gaya aur dheere se door ko thoda sa khola… sirf ek zara sa crack… and peeking through that gap poochne hi wala tha ke uss ne bola: “Sir, your parcel, meine aap ko afternoon phone kiya tha toh aap ne bola seven-thirty ko aa jana…”
Here I must tell you that this was a brand new building, not even fully occupied, and the front door provided by the builder didn’t have any eye-hole (eye-hole, peep-hole, spy-hole, aap jo bhi kaho)… so to see who it was, I HAD to open the door.
I was expecting a Prime delivery, and yes, I had indeed asked him to come AFTER 7.30 pm…
Woh ek young sa ladka tha, kafi young, teenager shayad… uniform pehena huya, 6′ se zyada lamba… slim and toned, athletic type ka… aur uska face bilkul hi mulayam tha with just a very light growth of wiry hair on his chin.
“Sir,” ussne muskurate huye, “you’re my final delivery, agar aap le lo aur sign kar do, toh mera aaj ka duty khatam…”
Mein ek ajeeb sa sharmnaak uljhan me pad gaya – yahaa mein bilkul hi nanga tha, sirf ek chhota sa tauliye se mera neeji-ang (privates ya genitals, aap jo chahon) dhaakte huye… aur mujhe usse wo package lena tha, sign bhi karna tha!
Meine use dekha… aur phir door ke peeche khud ko… and as I looked back at him, he seemed to get it…
“Sir, aap towel me ho na, it’s okay, akhir hum dono hi mard hain,” usne ek halka sa muskaan ke saath bola, “mein agar andar aa gaya toh aap bas sign kar do, mein package table ya kursii pe rakh doonga… ”
And as I hesitated, ussne halka sa door ko push kiya and apna ek paer mera chaukhat paar karte huye andar rakh diya.
I stepped back and he entered, closing the door behind him.
Usne mujhe ghoar se dekha – from head to toe… his eyes lingering on my left hand holding the towel over my genitals… and then tilted his head very slightly… peeking beyond… at my naked ass!
He walked over to the coffee table to place the package and I heard him let out a very soft whistle, and immediately realised I was still facing the door, and he was now behind me… with a full, complete and clear view of my bare buttocks!
With shame and embarrassment I quickly spun around…
Woh ab bilkul mere saamne khada tha, ekdum kareeb… aur mera chehera uska chhati ke barabar tha. Mera 5’6″, slim, chhota frame ke saamney uska woh vishaal 6’2″, athletic frame seemed gigantic.
Meine ek kadam peeche hat gaya…
“It’s okay sir, we are both guys…” he grinned fishing out his phone from his hip pocket.
Ussne phone pe kuch kiya aur phir mere taraf badhate huye angrezi me bola, “If you sign this, I’m done for the day. My duty is over!”
Meine phone ko dekha aur phir ooper uss ke taraf dekha…
I’m a leftie – mein baya haath se har kaam karta hoon, toh sign karne ke liye mujhe mera baya haath hona tha… jo ki tualiya pakad kar mere lund dhaak raha tha.
His grin widened as he stared back at me, one eyebrow raised in question.
Meine apna daya haath niiche kiya aur tauliya pakadke baya haath hatane hi wala tha… ki towel gir gaya!
Sach mano, I’m absolutely sure, the towel didn’t just slip out of my hand and fall… it was tugged out of my grip as I was changing hands.
Par jo bhi hon, mein ab bilkul nanga khada tha us ladke ka saamne… totally, completely bare!
I instinctively looked down, and then up at him…
“No problem, sir,” he grinned, once more speaking in English, “it’s not like I haven’t seen a penis before, after all, hum dono ke paas hi ye same parts hain!”
My face was burning, but ignoring him I took the phone with my right hand and signed the acknowledgement, all the while aware that woh mujhe, aur mera nagna shariir dekh raha tha.
Ooper uske or dekhte huye meine phone badhaya toh ussne ek smile dete huye le liya… and almost instantly I felt his other hand grab my genitals (neeji-ang, privates ya genitals, aap jo chahon) – wrapping his long fingers around the whole package, my cock and balls in his palm – gently squeezing!
I almost jumped out of my skin as I gasped – both, at the touch, and the shock of it… our eyes locking.
You may wonder how can a mere deliveryman, oh well, a delivery boy dare to do such a thing… and you may also wonder how I was allowing it…
Toh mein aapko bata doon – jab mein darwaza khol kar jhaanka aur use dekha – that young, admirably attractive (yes, handsome) face, those large dark eyes, woh tarashaa huya naak-naksha, woh gulabi mote-mote hooth… and that chin scruff – the sight had grabbed my attention and for no apparent reason mera dil zor se dhadka, aur mein use dekhta hi reh gaya, till he jerked me out of my stupor with his “Sir, you’re my final delivery…”
Phir jab woh andar aa gaya aur mujhe taad raha tha – giving my naked body a once over – mein bhi use dekh raha tha, ooper se neeche tak – his lean, athletic built, that form-fitting uniform… aur merii nazar bas uska latak (crotch, groin ya phir dvishaakhii, aap jo chahon) par jaa kar atak sa gaya tha… uska woh ashleel ubhaar mere dono aankhon ko mohit kar liya tha…
And later, as I spun around and faced him, my left lower arm had quiet forcefully rubbed against that bulge… it was totally accidental, kasam se, but he may have thought otherwise.
As for why was I allowing his insolence? Well, I can give no reason or explaination, par mera demag bilkul hi kaam nahi kar raha tha… jaise hi woh ladka mujhe apna haath se chhoo liya, maano, mera pura shariir me ek ajeeb sa shiharan daur pada, ek current sa, aur mera demaag edkdum num sa ho gaya!
Aur haan, uss kshan, uss pal mere munn me ek behooda sa khwahish jaag utha tha…
Ussne waisa hi mera neeji-ang pakade huye apna hatheli gol-gol ooper-neeche ghumaya, aur phir mera baizaa (thaili, fotay, scrotum, aap jo bolna chahon) apne hatheli me le kar thoda-thoda uthaya… jaise uchhaal raha hon… jaise mera tatte tol raha hon. Then leaving my balls he wrapped his fingers around my cock, beginning to stroke… making me gasp.
And I saw him smile… kyuki mera lund ab bilkul khada ho chuka tha – totally rigid and throbbing!
He bent his knees and passing his other arm around my slim waist physically lifted me off the floor… till my face was at level with his, and leaning forward mujhe choomne laga, mere hooth apne hooton ke beech lete huye choosne laga.
Mera saans bilkul hii rukh gaya… mera demag bilkul sunn… aur hanging in midair is a terrible feeling, so, mein apne dono haathon se uska kandha kas ke pakadliya, aur usse lipat gaya.
Pata nahi kitna der tak woh mujhe choomta raha… par achanak uska awaz mere kaan ke paas sunai di, “Yahi karna hain, ya mujhe apne bedroom le chaloge, huh?”
Ussne mujhe wapas neeche utaar diya, aur mein mudte huye seedha apna bedroom ke taraf chal pada – mera khada lund aage rasta dekhata huya, aur woh ladka mere bilkul peeche, meri gaand taadta huya, ek haath se sehalata huya.
Jaise hi hum bedroom ke andar gaye toh woh ek ungli meri gaand ke daraar me phasate huye bola, “Gaand bada mast hain, sir, ekdum perfect!”
I ignored him and as I turned around, facing him, he pushed me… making me fall back on the bed…
Ussne mera dono ghutna pakad kar mera jaangh phaila diya, aur bed ke paas apna ghuntno ke bal floor pe baith gaya.
He went on staring at me – my genitals – for a long moment, while his hands caressed my smooth thighs, and my groin… and then looking up at me, he grinned widely, “Sir… yaar, yeh ‘sir-sir’ ab kuch achcha nahi lag raha hain, besides, mera duty toh khatam ho gaya… toh, I’ll call you by your name… Umang, tumhara ye jhaat toh mast hain… bilkul chhote-chhote trim kiya huya, aur tumhara lund aur fotay ka baal pura shaved!”
Well, yes, I shaved my shaft and my scrotum, and trimmed my pubes.
Aap shayad sochh rahe ho kyu? Toh mein bata doon ki meri girlfriend (well, ex-girlfriend) hamesha complained about my pubes getting in her mouth, and insisted that I shave my pubes. But mein bilkul hi smooth hoon, totally hairless – mera pura body pe kahi bhi kuch bhi baal nahi hain – except for my head and face…
Mere baghlon ke kaale ghane baal… aur mera kaale ghane pubes. Aur utna chikna hone ke kaaran I was always super conscious, and the thought of shaving off my armpits and pubes was simply unimaginable – toh, as a compromise, meine shaft and scrotum shave kiya, aur pubes ko trim.
After we broke up I kept on doing it because it felt nice… and later my other girlfriend too appreciated it.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me lower… my ass on the edge of the bed, and my crotch sticking up… he then placed his hands under my knees and lifted my legs high, parting them wide…
“Umang,” he said, “apna knees pakadlo yaar, and keep them spread.”
Meine apna knees pakad liya aur thighs spread kiya.
“Cool…” he said, his fingers in my crack, caressing.
“Yaar, yeh toh bilkul mulayam, ekdam makhmali hain, you shave here too?”
Nahi, mein apne gaand ki daraar shave nahi karta tha, wo naturally hairless aur smooth tha, like the rest of my body, par meine kuch bola nahi.
“Hmmm… naturally smooth, bilkul chikna!” he observed as he ran his fingers up and down my crack… making me shudder – yes, with desire, and shame!
“Liye kabhi?” uss ne poocha ek ungli se chhed dabate huye.
Meine apna sar hilaya, “Uh… nahi…”
“Lena hain?”
Mein chup raha.
Woh phir se poocha aur jab mein phir chup raha toh halka sa hanste huye bola, “Silence ka matlab yes…” aur phir dono hatheli se mera chootaron ko alag karte huye apna munh bilkul chhed pe rakh diya!
Aur mera saans ek ‘aaah…’ ke saath nikal aaya.
This was the first time I was getting a rim job… and let me tell you – a wet tongue on your asshole is simply mind-blowing!
Uss ladka ne mera asscheeks ko waise hi apne hathelion se alag rakhte huye chaatta gaya, bilkul neeche se le kar ooper tak, right up to my scrotum – ooper-neeche… ooper-neeche – and each time he crossed the tiny opening, he stabbed at it with his tongue tip, making me groan, wishing for more.
Woh mujhe bilkul pagal bana raha tha, aur mein apni gaand halka-halka ghumate huye aahen bhar raha tha… wishing he’d just do it!
Phir ussne munh ooper laya aur apna ek haath se mera pura package pakad liya – his thumb and fingers wrapping around the base of my genital – dono, lund aur thaili… aur mera baizaa ko thoda chaatne ke baad apna munh me le liya. Haan, he took my whole scrotum in his frigging mouth!
“Aaah!” I exclaimed, my legs jerking at the incredible new sensation.
Iss se pehle koi bhi mera balls suck nahi kiya tha, aur na hi pura scrotum munh me liya tha!
Usne kaafi der tak waise hi choosta gaya – ek haath mera pura package pakde huye, aur doosra haath ke unglian mera chhed ko chhedte huye.
Uska saliva mera scrotum se hote huye daraar me beh raha tha seedha chhed tak, aur uska ungli uss laar ko wahiin laga raha tha… gol-gol, chhed ke charon taraf… chhed ke ooper…
Aur jaise mein apna aankhen bandh kar te huye aahen bharta raha, uss ladke ne mera balls ko chhod kar mera lund munh me le liya…
“Ooooo… aaah…” mera saans nikla, aur kamar ooper uchhal pada.
Kaafi dinno baad I was getting a blow job – meri last girlfriend broke up with me over a year ago, and since then mera sex life bilkul hi nonexistent tha.
Woh abhi bhi mera lund ka base ek haath se waisa hii pakad rakkha tha (the fingers of the other still circling my asshole).
Dekhte hi dekhte woh dheere-dheere mera pura lund apne munh me le liya – na roka, aur na hii gag kiya – he didn’t even stop or gag as he began to deep-throat me!
I was out of my mind… my ass swaying like crazy, my mouth open and drooling as my unbroken, continuous moan filled the silent room… ke achaanak ussne apna ungli merii gaand ke andar daal diya…
Delivery boy se chudai ki gay sex kahani
I cried out with the shock of the sudden and unexpected entry, the never before felt sensation… the final defilement of my body.
Par wo ladka, bina ruken, bina bole, choosta hi raha… aur uss ungli se mera chhed ke andar tatoltaa gaya…
Mujhe pata nahi tha, samajh nahi aaya, par uska wo ungli kuch ajeeb sa kar raha tha… jaise koi chhupa huya button daba raha tha kyuki mera lund ab paaglon jaisa flex karna shuru kar diya, aur kuch hii kshanon me mujhe wo jaani-pehchani ehsaas feel hona chaalu ho gaya… my stomach beginning to flex and crunch… my toes curl… I was on the verge…
And as my breathing got ragged and erratic, woh ladka mera lund apne munh se nikal ke haat gaya…
With a frustrated sigh I quickly opened my eyes and looked down at him.
Ussne ek crooked smile dete huye bola, “Itni bhi jaldi kya hain Umang, abhi toh shuru huya hain, ek baar gaand de do, phir jitne baar chahon, I’ll make you cum!”