Indian Gay Erotica of New Roommates Getting Cozy: 3
Indian Gay Erotica: Drunk and Horny
Hello again. Varun here, back with another experience, This is a story of the time when I was new to Mumbai. You read how I met Ravi, and how our sexual tension has increased since then. Also, Shahzada(Ravi’s dick) has been introduced to you. Now go aead and see what happens.
I received tremendously positive feedback on my last story, “Indian gay sex story of a surprise bus encounter”, and “Indian gay porn story of a poker game turning dirty” which prompted me to share more experiences.
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His dream must have been sexual in nature, because now he had a semi hard on. I could clearly see he had a big ‘Shahzada’. His girlfriend wasn’t lying, if I were in her place I would also lick and suck on it all day. I gathered some courage, and pulled down his boxers a little more.
Now I could clearly see a small part of his dick, and it was purely mesmerising.How I wished to pull them down all the way, and to make it wet with my saliva. However, I controlled myself and went back to my newspaper. I kept stealing small glances back and forth, to see the part of his Lund I could. It looked pure amazing, glistening in the light of morning sun. After about an hour, he woke up.
I pretended to be deeply engorged in the newspaper, oblivious to his presence. He smiled as soon as he saw me, and we exchanged good mornings. Me: Someone had a long night. Ravi: Yeah, I also don’t know when I feel asleep. All I remember is dreaming a lot.
He had a bit of morning wood, but he was unable to adjust it given it would be awkward. He excused himself and went to washroom, returning after 10 minutes with a glass of water I his hand. He had put on his vest, and his boxers were properly arranged now.
If I had any chance of seeing him naked, they looked far fetched now. He then went to his room to do his morning routine of exercises, and I went to my room. I spent most of the day surfing internet and watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S.. At around 6 in the evening, he came to my room asking if I want to go to any nearby watering hole(Bar) to get some drinks.
I agreed, and asked him to give me 10 minutes to get ready. I wore a tight red T-shirt and Grey jeans, with Black sneakers, and was happy with the way I looked. I also installed Grindr(A gay meet up and hookup app, for those of you who might not know) in my phone, expecting to meet someone at the bar, now that I needed to start exploring Mumbai.
Then I went to Ravi’s room. He was standing there in Blue, torn jeans, bare chested, ogling at himself in the mirror.
Ravi: Just 2 more minutes, I need to put on a shirt and then I am ready.
Me: Take your time. By the way, you look way hotter in boxers than in jeans. (Laughing)
Ravi: I know, but I save that look for you only.(Giggling)
In the meantime, he put on a white shirt, made of a thin fabric that complemented his skin and showed his hot body. He was looking like a sex bomb, and I wanted him to explode on me. He took he to a nearby pub, called Puzzles which according to him is the chic spot of the area.
The place was mostly buzzing, it being a Sunday evening. We ordered 2 beers, and lighted our cigarettes. I had hopes of finding someone on Grindr, given there were some very hot guys in the bar. While drinking, I checked the app and found about 5 guys in a very close distance, 1 of which seemed ok, someone I could maybe hookup with. Now came the important part, who would be the first one to ping.
I was enjoying Ravi’s company, so I just tapped and decided to let the other guy text me, if he was interested. Who knew my plans were useless, for Ravi ordered an LIIT after his beer, and pretty soon he was a little drunk. I was surprised to see this, as I always assumed that a macho guy with his physique would have more capacity.
However, soon enough he had trouble sitting straight and was talking randomly to people. It was clear that he was very drunk, when he asked a random girl near our table for her phone number, to have threesome with him and his girlfriend. The girl understandably denied and made a disgusted face.
I decided to take him home before he could make more trouble. We got out of Puzzles, and somehow, after a 20 minute ordeal got a cab. It was difficult handling Ravi, partially because he was drunk and can barely walk straight and partially because I was supporting his whole body weight, which was considerably more than mine.
Somehow we got into the cab, and he fell asleep on my shoulder. His hand was resting in my lap, dangerously close to my crotch. I felt kind of horny given I was also 2 beers down, and haven’t had any stranger suck my dick at the bar. All these thoughts made me semi hard down there, and the movement in my jeans was felt by Ravi too.
He immediately shifted his hand, only to return to the same position in 2 minutes, only this time he wasn’t resting his hand on my crotch, rather he was fondling my dick.
The cab driver was quite interested in what was happening, and was regularly checking us out in his rear view mirror. I caught him looking at us, and instead of looking away, he gave a sly smile and kept looking at Ravi’s hands playing with my dick. The cabbie wasn’t very old, probably around 35 and smart looking guy, but I was being felt by an even hotter guy at the moment, so my whole attention was on Ravi.
Soon, we reached our apartment. I paid the driver in cash, and while handing back the cash, he made sure to touch my dick in a slight motion. Clearly he wanted something to happen, but I needed to take care of drunk Ravi, who was about to fall asleep on the floor. We took the lift and reached our flat. I somehow took Ravi to his room, while he was mumbling something and holding me by my waist.
As soon as we reached his room, he fell on the bed and since he was holding me tightly, I fell on top of him. It was a scene right out of a movie, very erotic and charged. I could actually feel all his abs and pecs, and my legs were twined with his. I somehow got up, and oriented him properly on bed, while removing his shoes and covering him with a blanket.
He was sweating a lot, so I switched on the ac. He was still mumbling something, and trying to open his shirt buttons. I realised he couldn’t sleep comfortably in his shirt, so I helped him remove the shirt, only to be more mesmerised by the view of his manly chest and hairless abdomen.
Suddenly he got up and hugged me, thanking me for taking care of him. He was coming back to his senses, still drunk but able to talk properly. He then removed his jeans, taking support on my shoulder. Now he was standing there in his boxers alone, and only I knew how hard it was for me to control.
I had a full hard on, but I didn’t want to do anything that crosses a line. He then asked me to help him pee, so I took him to the washroom, and waited outside. After about 2 minutes, he called me in as he couldn’t maintain his balance and needed support. Now, he was holding me for support while peeing, and I was using all the willpower I have to not look at his dick.
But I am only human after all, and I stole a look and few more after that. In flaccid state, It was about 4.5 inches long, uncut with brown foreskin which was hiding the most beautiful top, a purple-pinkish mushroom with a little peephole which was throwing a beer golden jet stream right now.
I could feel myself oozing precum in my draws, and my dick was struggling to come out at this sight. Ravi somehow managed to finish peeing, and came back to room. He then suddenly hugged me, and started saying how happy he was that moved in, and that he used to be a little lonely, but with me here, he feels like he has a friend.
He asked if I wanted to go sleep or we could play a little playstation. I agreed to play, partially because I didn’t want to leave him. He went to kitchen and brought beer for us.
Me: Are you sure you want to drink more. You are already pretty drunk?
Ravi: Oh common dude, it’s just beer. Plus what fun is it if I sleep now, so let’s have some beer.
So we began playing and drinking a little more. Soon enough, he was out of his senses drunk again, and lost game after game at Fifa. He then got a call from his girlfriend. He signalled me to continue playing, and started talking. Since he couldn’t stand or walk, he was lying on his bed and doing the talking.
I could only hear his side of the conversation, which went like this
Him: Yeah I am missing you. Remember the wild sex we used to have after getting drunk?
Him: Shahzada misses you too. You know, I just jerked off in morning thinking of you. By this time, his hand was already inside his boxers, playing with his penis.
Him: If you were here, I would stuff shahzada in your mouth, and finger your pussy till it’s red. Then I would bite your nipples and suck on your boobs. Then I will fuck you so hard you wouldn’t be able to walk again for a week properly.
Indian gay erotica of two roommates going crazy with their seduction!
His penis was clearly erect. I thought I should go out in the hall, give him some privacy. As soon as I got up, he yanked my wrist and I fell right by his side on his bed. He gestured me to lie there, and continued talking. At this point, my hand was weirdly close to his crotch, and he was still playing with his cock inside his boxers.
I tried to move my neck a bit so that I can get a good view of his erect cock, but his elbow was blocking me. Then he cut the call, saying he’ll call tomorrow and just lied there with his eyes closed. Suddenly he took his shahzada out of his boxers, completely erect and few centimetres away from my hand.
What happened next? Would Varun get a chance to play with Shahzada?
Read the next part here to find out!
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