Indian Gay Sex Story: Forbidden Love: 4
Indian Gay Sex Story: Forbidden Love: 4
Indian Gay Sex Story: He broke the silence finally as he cleared his throat, “You know what, Jaggs…” he said. (Vijay was the only one in the entire world who called me Jaggs. For the rest, it was either Jaggannath, or Jaagu, or Jaggi… But never Jaggs.)
“I can cancel the wedding tomorrow.”
I wasn’t sure what I heard so I turned to my right and faced him. “Excuse me!”
“I can cancel the wedding if that’s what you want.” He said looking right into my eyes. Not a glimpse of irony – so straightforward and brutally honest.
“Vijayjii… what… I mean…” I fumbled. My brain had just farted. Nothing was connecting up there.
“I know you love me Jaggs. And I know how uncomfortable this wedding is making you feel.” He said.
I at once lowered my gaze. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Vijayjii,” I said.
He lifted my face once more and held it in his hands. “I know you love me Jaggs. You have had feelings for me right from the start.”
I pushed back and stood up. “Are you crazy?” I yelled. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Did I say something wrong Jaggy?” He looked up at me. His eyes welling up and I noticed warm tears forming in them. The same way as it was accumulating in mine.
“You’re getting married to my sister tomorrow. You\’re my Jiju – Vijayjii…” I said.
He stood up and pulled me towards him. I could feel the power in his strong arms. His heart beating inside his chest so fiercely that I could hear every heartbeat in the silent cold that surrounded us.
“Jaggy, I have had feelings for you too. This entire time. Just say the word and I’m your price.” He said.
“Viju…” I yelled. “You’re talking crazy. This is all your last minute cold feet that’s making you think crazy…”
I pushed him back and started towards the stairs. “We need to go. It\’s getting late.”
His grasp was tight and pulling free wasn’t something my feeble body could contemplate. He pulled me back into his arms and said, “Look… Look into my eyes and tell me that you don’t have feelings for me. Tell me that you never once loved me the way I did.”
Tears started falling from his eyes and even I felt the stab of reality crash down the walls of my make believe world. “Why Viju, why… Why did you have to spoil this moment, it was simply perfect.”
He lifted my face and wiped the tear that rolled off my left cheek. “I love you Jaggy… and you love me too.” He said.
“Its too late, Vijayjii… and besides, we cant be together in this country. Think of what people would say. How would Kakababa and Kakimaa feel.” I said snorting in the emotions that were ready to burst out of my eyes and nose.
He wasn’t ready to let go. I tried pushing him but he was way too strong. “Jagannath, listen. We can be together. It was so stupid of me to wait, all this while just to build up the courage to tell you how I feel for you.” I finally pushed free from him.
“You asshole. The only time you get the strength to profess your love to the one you care for is three hours before you’re tying the knot to someone else. What’s wrong with you?” I yelled.
“I know, I’m stupid. You know me so well Jaggy. You know your Viju doesn’t have a lick of sense. He has always been an impulsive wreck.” He said still weeping.
I so wanted to hug him. I wanted to take him in my arms and kiss him. I wanted to ask him to break off the nuptials and run away with me. We would form our own lives and write our own destinies in the stars of the heavens. If we were together, nothing ever did matter.
But all that came out of my mouth at that time was, “Vijayjii, you’re my would be brother-in-law. In a few hours, you will be. There is no other relationship that is going to bind us besides this. And you need to make peace with it.” Saying this I let go of my arm and started to climb the stairway. “And never forget this Vijay… Our names can never be united together. Never in this world, or in the worlds above. Vijay and Jagannath can never be paired together. Please understand this.” I said as I collapsed and broke down.
Vijay pulled me into his arms for the last time. I wanted to resist. I wanted to run back to the bike. I wanted to beat him to a pulp for waiting so long before breaking the silence. He was mine. I was his. We were born to be together, and now come morning, he was marrying my sister. What sins did I ever do in my past life that I was undergoing such torment, such pain that was literally ripping my heart out of my chest. My lover was moving on with my sister and all I could do was watch.
I looked into Viju’s eyes for the last as he did mine. He lowered his face to mine and we both kissed. His lips and mine, met for the very first time. On the banks of the Ganges, two star-crossed lovers were going to depart. They never did get a chance to profess their love for each other.
Vijay hungrily kissed me and I returned the favor. Our bodies were heating up, and Vijay’s was evidently increasing the temperature at a rapid pace. I could feel his hardness poke into mine. We kissed and ate hungrily of each other\’s mouths like there was no tomorrow. His hands moved down my back as it cupped my butt cheeks in it. He pulled me even closer to him. I rolled my fingers into his hair and pulled him closer. We were locked in an embrace and time suddenly stood still.
We kissed and made out for some time when a near Aazan melody broke the silence. “Viju, were in the middle of banks. Anyone can see us.” I said as I pulled away from him. He was still with a huge bonner and stuck to me when he kept kissing my neck and ears. “Hmm…” he moaned. “Don\’t stop…. it feels so nice..”
“Viju,” I said as I broke the moment. “What are we doing? This is not right.”
He realized the intensity of the situation. We had crossed a line there and it was not the apt thing to do.
“I love you Jaggy…” He said tears still rolling down his face.
I looked up at him and wiped it. “I know….” I said feeling the gush of emotion hit me too.
Warm wet tears rolled down my eyes too. “I love you too tiger… But we need to respect the laws of nature. We need to adhere to the norms of social protocol.”
He stopped me. “I don’t fucking care about society and of nature. Chod doonga sab ko… Maadarchod sale… sab-ke-sab.” There was rage in his voice and anger in his eyes. For the first time, I had seen the man I loved, break down and stand up to fight, both at the same time. And all for the one he truly loved.
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I pulled him closer and peered into his eyes. “If you don’t want to do it for yourself, do this for me,” I said. “The fate of all our loved ones, our family, our well-wishers… all… They all depend on you as the clock strikes ten today. Don\’t mess this up Vijay. Please….”
I was crying profusely and he covered me in his embrace. “I love you Jaggu… For you, I’ll make this sacrifice.”
He pulled me closer and we kissed for the last time. This is when the sun rose behind us.
