Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 6

Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 6

Indian Gay Sex Story: A servant came to inform me that Abid was on phone asking for me. I went down to get the call. The phone was in the lobby where I had first met uncle Khan. He was sitting there, smiled at me and pointed at the phone.

I murmured my thanks and picked the receiver, saying hello.

“Is that you?” I heard Abid ask. “Vishnu got involved in a fight and asked me to come. It’s getting sorted out but will take time. I am very sorry.

I couldn’t bring you with me. Are you all right? Are you getting bored without me? I may have to spend the night here and come early morning.

Will you manage? I am sorry”, he kept apologizing.

I assured him I was fine and was managing well and was being taken care of.

I told him to do what he had to do and not worry about me.

“I am missing you and want to be with you and fuck you the whole night”, he whispered. I turned red and glanced at uncle, wondering how he would react if he heard the conversation.

After completing the call, I hung up and told Abid’s father about Vishnu getting into trouble. Uncle Khan looked annoyed and mumbled, “I don’t like his friendship with that man at all”. He then asked me if I would like to watch TV in his room. The thought of being with him was exciting and made my heart beat faster and I hoped my face didn’t show my feelings.

“Ah… I…I mean…” I found I couldn’t speak coherently. I looked at him, blood rushing to my face.

He looked into my eyes. It was impossible to read his expression. He said softly, “what are you saying? Is your answer yes or no?”

“I mean I would love to but I don’t want to waste your time. I mean, you could show me…”

He raised his hand to silence me and got up, “Don’t talk rubbish and come with me”. It was almost like an order and I followed him meekly, my heart pounding, looking forward to spend time with him.

The room he took me to was dimly lit with a few lamps. The light was tinted red because of the red lamp shades. The TV was in front of a large sofa that could seat three people. There was a huge writing desk, chairs, bookshelves and a few built in cupboards. There was no bed.

We sat on the sofa and he switched on the TV. I was so tense and excited that I barely saw what was happening on the screen. I was already semi hard. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking or feeling. He seemed to be absorbed in the action on the screen.

He then placed his hand on my thigh but continued to look at the TV screen.

I thought I had stopped breathing. My heart was beating very fast. He then put his arm around my waist and pulled me to him, turned his head towards me and kissed me hard. His lips were warm over mine and his touch was electrifying. I clung to him and his tongue went deep inside my mouth, my eyes closed. My heart was pounding.

He kept leaning on me till I lay there on the sofa, my legs still on the floor as he continued to kiss me. He took one of my hands and placed it on his crotch. He was fully hard. I tried to hold it with my hands but was too nervous and excited to. He unzipped his trousers and freed his hard cock and placed my hand over it. I gasped at the size and the thickness; I could barely hold it in my hand. All this while his tongue was inside my mouth, exploring.

He then made me sit up again and putting his strong hand directed my head to his crotch. His monstrous cock was staring in my face. I opened my mouth and put the head in my mouth. The head was so huge that I could barely just keep it there. He thrust his pelvis and a bit of the thick shaft found its way inside my mouth. He moaned and continued to hold my head.

My body was on fire and my cock was really hard and leaking. I wanted this man’s cock to fuck me, to rip me apart, to ravage me till I was unable to walk. Some of my feelings must have been communicated to him through my mouth on his cock and he said, “You are going to spend the whole night with me. I will come to your room after midnight. Wait for me”

After saying that, he put his cock back into his trousers and I sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened. I was still trembling with desire and breathing very hard. My mouth was partly open and my face felt flushed.

He looked at me and smiled.

“You are made for being fucked and I can see you love it. You and your pussy will remember tonight for a long time”, uncle Khan said to me, smiling knowingly.

“Let’s now go and have dinner”, he said and we got up and went to the dining room.

Arif, Uncle Khan and I ate dinner making small talk. Arif was not his usual talkative self. I was sitting with two men, one who had already fucked me and the other who was going to. The thought was erotic but also a little unsettling. Uncle Khan left early saying he had some work to do.

Arif invited me to see his room. I had no choice but to agree, knowing what his intentions were.

His room too was on the ground floor, on the opposite side of Abid’s. It was orderly with bookshelves, a TV, desk and chairs and a bed against a wall with a window behind it. He invited me to sit on a chair as he sat on the bed. We chatted aimlessly for a while and then he asked me to come and sit on the bed with him.

He had me naked in a record time and took off his jeans and underwear. His cock was hard and peeping from the shirt. I was thinking about meeting his father later in the night and would have preferred to sae my energies till then but soon he got me aroused as well and I started responding enthusiastically to his advances. Two of his fingers found their way into my pussy and made me mad with desire. He was leaning over me, his hard cock just over my mouth and I took it into my mouth. The cock was thick, as I remembered from early evening by the canal. He pushed his pelvis and most of the cock got buried in my mouth while his fingers continued to tickle my asshole.

Soon he had my legs raised and his hairy body between them, his hard and massive cock knocking on the door. The cock was now sheathed in a condom and lubricated well. Slowly and without any resistance, the entire length of his cock slid inside my well lubricated chute, the mushroom head forging ahead. He gave a push to make sure that he couldn’t penetrate any deeper.

He then looked into my eyes and smiled.

“Why don’t you spend the night with me?” he asked, fucking me slowly they way he had the first time, making me almost swoon with pleasure. “I will fuck you till morning”.

I just shook my head and pressed his hard buttocks. I could feel the muscles move as he pumped me. Despite my wanting him to go faster, he continued the slow ploughing, in no hurry. Once again I felt an incredibly delicious sensation and clung to Arif passionately. He really knew how to give pleasure to his partner. His thick and long tool continued to push in and out making me a part of him, completely under his control.

By the time he came I had already ejaculated and felt like an object he was using. His hard cock carried on drilling me, impaling me to the bed, his teeth clenched; eyes looking into mine, breathing hard. He lay on top for me for a long time after emptying himself, still hard. I was rubbing my hands on his back which was now covered with sweat. His face was almost touching mine and I could hear his breathing.

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I wanted to get up but he continued lying there like that, his cock buried into my pussy. There was complete silence in the room. After some time I discovered to my shock that he was getting hard again, inside me.

Something must have been visible on my face because he smiled and winked at me whispering, “I have just begun”

It was more than an hour, after three rounds of continuous fucking, without withdrawing his cock even once from my now a completely unresisting hole that he took out his limp cock from me. The condom had ripped at some point and his cum oozed out from my well used hole on to the bed sheet. I lay there passively, with my smooth and long legs open feeling content. I was beginning to learn the difference between how different men fucked.

I also realized, with something of a shock that though I had been repeated fucked by men the whole day, I was still excited at the idea of my hole being plundered by Khan in a few hours. The thought began to arouse me but I decided it would be best if I returned to my room. I took a shower again and looked at myself in the mirror. I still looked boyish, innocent and my skin glowed. My body didn’t show any signs of having been used by three men for their pleasure. My hole felt a little empty and sore but also eager for further action.