Indian Gay sex story — Me My wife and neighbor boy – 2
Me My wife and neighbor boy — PART 2
I couldn’t wait to finish dinner so that I could find a way to go over to Danish’s house and see Manish. My wife and I didn’t talk about our adventure from earlier today. She just kept kinda looking at me and giving me a strange guilty smile. We obviously couldn’t say anything in front of the kids, so we just kinda teased each other with it. She’d say stuff like, “do you want me to put that in there for you?” as she referred to the meat in the oven. Like I don’t hear the sexual overtone. Then I’d make some comment about her trying some new wine and getting her fill of it… and how satisfying it was. It was so sexual.
I was so excited, like a little school girl, and wanted to just be near Manish again. But how was I going to pull this off without Danish knowing I wanted to make love to his son? And how fucking sick is that I want a kid that is half my age… shit, even younger than that? But he started it; he kissed me first. And it was him who asked to see me again.
I knocked at the door, trembling a little. Hi, Danish! I was wondering if we could talk about this fence I’m planning to do in the Spring. I want to make sure that what I put up is OK with you; I want us to continue being good neighbors. Got a few minutes? Then there he was, standing in jeans and no shirt. There is nothing sexier than a young half-naked guy in jeans… especially when they are hanging low on the hips. “Hi, Manish. How are you today? Are you on break from college? Great, how’s it going? You know I wish I were back in college sometimes. It was a really great time for me and I learned alot about life. Doing well? Great!” He then said, “Hey, Mr. A… can I ask you for a favor?” Sure, Manish… what do you need? I need to go to a sports shop in the next town over, but my dad is leaving for a meeting. Would you be willing to take me, please? Sure, Manish, When? Tonight. No problem… let me just get a coat and I’ll pick you up… after I’m done talking to your dad… OK? Cool.
The little bastard is sharp and I’m grateful. He’s thought this through… at least to the part where we can be together and no one will think anything about it. I start my foolish ruse about the fence with Danish and he seems touched that I care enough to ask him for permission. I really don’t give two shits… I’ll put up what I want. But I needed a reason to get next to Manish and do my best to get into his pants. When I get home I tell my wife I’m going out and leave out the part that I’m taking Manish. She doesn’t seem to care, and I kiss everyone before I leave.
Manish gets in my car and I see he has changed his clothes. He’s wearing black cords that are tighter fitting than his jeans, a white compression shirt and a zip-up jacket… unzipped. He looks just as hot in clothes as he does out of them. As he enters, I can smell that youthful smell again. I breathe in deep and give him a big smile. Hey, I really appreciate this, he says. No more than I do, I say, and he gives me a huge smile. As I pull away from the curb I ask him what he has in mind for the evening. Well, we’d better start at the sports store so I can get something… anything. Then we’ll take it from there. As I drive he starts to tell me how much he enjoyed our encounter earlier today. I confess that it was great for me and that I was surprised at how much I enjoyed him. He verbally replays the encounter and seems to focus on the part where I stuck my tongue in his ass. He said that he has been with both girls and guys before, but what I did was the best ever. I was secretly very proud… but proud because I can tongue a guy’s ass? What kind of future was in that? We talked a little about how his dad would freak if he knew Manish liked gay sex. Manish was his pride and joy and he made sure his boy had the best of everything and nutured his athletic abilities. My dad would absolutely kill me and then kill himself if he knew I slept with men. Your secret is safe with me, Manish. And I’d appreciate if you never told him about us. So we’re even. We arrived at the sports store, named “Dicks”… how appropriate.
It didn’t take him long to find some benign item and he quickly made the purchase and we were off. I was looking at compression shirts like his and just kind of giggled at the thought me wearing one. I’m certainly not fat, but I don’t have the body to be showing anything off. When we got to the car Manish shared that he had already made some plans for us. He said that he found a hotel near by that was inexpensive and they don’t ask for personal info if you pay cash. That was cool with me, and I pressed for how he knew this. Been there before, he said. And that’s all he’d say. This kid seems to have alot more experience than I was giving him credit for; the sly little bastard. That thought quickly left me and I began to think about getting into his pants again. I stared down at his crotch… he caught me and smiled. He slid his hands up and down and all over his crotch and said, “don’t worry, you’re gonna get plenty of this.” Fuck, instant hard-on! We decided that we needed some booze and I asked what he wanted. Wait, you’re 20… I would be adding to the delinquency of a minor. Relax, he said, my parents served wine with dinner. Let’s just get some wine and no one will know. And don’t forget the corkscrew. Oh, I won’t buddy… you’ll get your cork screwed. He laughed at my stupid joke.
We got a bottle of wine and found the hotel. I had plenty of cash, so I offered to pay if he’d go in and get the key. It was a deal and I was relieved that he was willing to do that. I started to tremble a little bit. I don’t know if that was nervousness or horniness. Sometimes I can’t tell the difference when it happens. I was about to have sex with this young guy and I was excited and frightened at the same time. What was I doing? Was this ok? Is this just going to be a one shot deal? My mind was reeling as Manish got back into the car. His shit-eating grin melted my heart and I calmed down. I just wanted to hold him in my arms; even if we didn’t have sex.
I was relieved that the room was on the back side of the hotel so that my car would be well hidden. I’m paranoid by nature and would probably put it back there and walk if it were in view. As he put the key in the door I wondered if anyone could see us… would I be recognized? No one around. Once inside the door Manish took off his jacket, as did I. I seemed a little clumsy as he came toward me. He touched me lightly on my shoulders and slid his arms around me as he put his lips against mine. I couldn’t believe how incredible his lips felt on mine and I held back the desire to grab him and kiss him hard. He seemed to like the tender touch and I was fine with that. He kissed me again and again while we slide our hands all over each other. His compression shirt was a real turn on because I could feel his muscles through the slippery fabric. I was getting hard by just enjoying that. Manish made the first move by getting my shirt up and over my head. He was on his knees in no time and fumbling to get my pants unsnapped. I helped him with the snap and let him take if from there. He was kissing my stomach and tonguing my navel. That felt really hot and I put both my hands on his head and slipped my fingers through his silky straight hair. Everything about this kid was a turn on. He slid my pants down to my ankles and I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of the pants. There I was, standing in my boxer briefs with a huge (huge for me) hard on while Manish stroked me all over. I stopped him and suggested that we move over to the bed. He agreed and started to get undressed. I stopped him again and begged him to let me do that. He smiled and nodded.
I pushed him back on the bed and pulled off his Nikes and dropped them on the floor with a light thud. He looked so sexy leaning back on his elbows and I just about pounced on him and started to kiss him. He pulled me down into a forceful kiss and stuck his tongue deep in my mouth. He was caressing my back and squeezing me at the same time. This was an awesome feeling. I was able to break the lip lock and starting kissing his neck down to the collar of his shirt. I ran my fingers over his chest and found his nipples through the silky fabric. They were both hard and I flicked them both with my thumbs. It amazes me how most men don’t know how good it feels to have their tits sucked and played with. I owe that to my wife for showing me how good it could be. I pinched and squeezed his nipples and he got a little chill and giggled. I put my mouth on the left one and nibbled it with my lips. He had his shirt tucked in, so I was forced to have to start with his pants. He was so lean that there was a little extra room to fumble with the waistband. But guys these days always wear their clothes loser than I did at their age. It was easy to unzip his pants and the anticipation I felt was like opening a present when I was a kid. I was wishing for something, but I was pretty sure I already knew what was there. He had on a really sexy pair of silky boxer shorts and I just had to rub my face against it. I was not disappointed to find that he was already rock hard and the silkiness of the fabric just added to my enjoyment of his cock. I kissed his cock through his silkies and at one point was able to nibble his shaft as it showed through the opening. But I wasn’t going there yet… I needed to tease this boy, first. So I slide my hands upward under his compression shirt and pushed up. I got to feel the smooth skin on his stomach (my favorite part) as I pushed it upward. His muscles seemed to ripple a little or maybe it’s just his ribs. Doesn’t matter when its that tight.
I never thought about it before, but it can be really sexy to take another guy’s shirt off; if you do it right. I pushed the shirt off over his arms and ended up palming his arm pits. The small amount of hair there was especially sexy. His deodorant smelled sweet and I ended up rubbing my face in his little arm bush. I got back down to his pants and tugged on the waistband. I had to kneel next to him to do this and he lifted his hips to help me. I heard him say, “whoa, did you cum already?” He was referring to the huge wet spot in my boxer briefs. No, that’s just pre-cum you hot little fuck. That’s what happens to me when I get really horny. Oh, dude, that never happens for me, he said. Then he told me what turn on it was. He popped up and lunged face first into my crotch. He sucked the wettest part of my briefs and seemed to suck it clean. He slid my boxers down half way and my cock popped out. He then grabbed it with one hand and pulled himself toward the head. He looked at it for a second and said, “oh, yeah” and stuck the head into his mouth. He sucked it like a pro and I could feel him twirling his tongue all around the head while sucking at the same time. The really wonderful part was when he introduced the tip of his tongue into the penis hole while he sucked and swirled. I tell you what, I’m gonna do that for him because it’s such an incredible feeling. Why can’t women suck cock like that?
I was determined not to cum in his mouth so quickly because I really wanted to savor our lovemaking. I put my hands on his shoulders and gave him a tender push and begged him to not make me cum so fast. He said that he didn’t care because he just wanted to taste my cum. I promised that he would get the full load in time. I also reminded him that older guys take longer to recharge… but I had no doubt I could get it hard for him over and over again. The adrenalin was coursing through my veins. I let him pull my briefs off me and then I lay down next to him. I lay on my left side and ran my right hand over his chest and stomach and made my way down to his erection. I put my hand inside the open fly and stroked his shaft. I rubbed my fingers up and down and finally reached the head. It was a very fleshy head and I just kept rolling my fingers over it and I leaned into him for a kiss. I got that kiss and savored it. It was time to meet his cock face to face. I had been waiting half the day for it. I pushed the silky waistband down and pulled his cock out. It was perfectly shaped and his head was a dark pink and was really engorged. I pushed harder on the boxers and he whipped them off before I could stop him. His cock looked even bigger than it did this afternoon and his balls were hanging lower. They looked like two eggs in a paper sack. I rubbed his balls and lifted on them and let them fall gently back to cover his anus. Then I rubbed them again and stuck my finger directly on his hole and he quivered. I know what he really wants… he told me so in the car… sort of. But first I had to have him in my mouth. I did my best to suck, swirl and tongue his cock, but I just couldn’t do it with the same finesse as he did. I’m sure he enjoyed it, but my jaw was starting to ache. I’m not use to sucking cock and it hurt a bit… not to mention the occasional gagging.
So I decided to rely on my forte. I bet that I could tongue-fuck his ass and make him squirm. So I rolled him over put my head down to his ass. I loved the look and feel of his butt cheeks. The hair was very fine and smooth. I was pretty sure he’d cooperate and I was not wrong. He lifted his butt up a little to help me… although I didn’t need help. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and stuff it under him. I could see his pink hole open a little and I saw it as an invitation. Still a clean smell and I loved looking at how his nut sack blended into is ass. I did all this in seconds and had my mouth down hard over his hole. I wasn’t as gentle as before, but I’m sure he didn’t mind. After a little lubing, I started jamming my tongue into his ass. It feels pretty good to me and I was getting really turned on by it. The more he moaned, the harder I’d tongue-fuck him until finally he begged me to fuck him with my cock. I wasn’t expecting this and was not prepared. Dude, I’ve never done that before. He assured me it would be ok and he said he would help me. He got up and picked up his pants and produced a small tube of lubrication. What a fucking boyscout… totally prepared. He opened the tube and handed it to me.
I squirted a little on my fingers and showed it to him. You’re gonna need a hell of a lot more than that, man, he said. He squeezed the tube and it seemed like a handful. Put some on you and some in me, he directed. I dabbed a little on my cock head and put the rest at his back door. He reached behind him and grabbed my hand. He took two of my fingers and stuck them in his ass. I didn’t need any help from there, I knew intuitively what to do. I fingered him for a little while and I thought I’d shoot my wad right then. He moaned a little more and then a little louder. He whisper-whined, “c’mon… fuck me…” So I positioned myself behind him and between his legs. I placed the head of my cock against his hole and rubbed it around. “Stick it in me!” He demanded. I was afraid of hurting him. So I pushed the head in slowly. But Manish had a different plan. He sighed a little as the head went in. Then he lifted up on hands and knees and pushed himself back on me. My cock slid easily into his hole and I was just a little surprised. It felt smooth and silky… just like a vagina, only tighter. It felt incredible to have him squeezing my meat with each stroke. Man, he was pulling all the blood to the head of my penis. Once I realized that I wasn’t hurting him, I got into the rhythm. Instinctively, I grabbed his ass with both hand and started ramming my cock into him. He seemed to love that and pushed back harder on me to make my cock go deeper into him. At one point I could feel my balls slapping against his nut sack as I pounded away at his ass. How can he take me in him like that? It was clear that he had done this before and he clearly knows what he likes.
His moaning was like cheering and it got me really hot. I love it when my wife talks dirty to me when we have sex. He seemed to know that and he took the verbal part to a whole new level. “Fuck me harder! Oh, yeah, you’re so fucking hard. Pound me.” These were just a few of his cheers. I only lasted a few minutes before I told him I might cum. You’d better cum in my ass, or I’ll be pissed, he said. Yeah, blow it inside me! Drain your balls in my ass. That’s all I needed to hear and I gripped his ass forcefully and drove my sperm deep into his rectum. I pumped three good shots into him really hard, and then slowed my pace as my dick softened a little. He was panting and so was I. I can’t believe that I just came in this 20-year-old guy’s ass! I didn’t know it… but it was a latent dream come true. I think the biggest turn on for me is that Manish is a very masculine, athletic guy. He oozes masculinity, but he loves cock. I am so turned on!
I was really grateful for the awesome sex we just had. I wanted to do something nice for Manish. But I just wasn’t sure what he wanted. Manish, I whispered… what can I do for you? He told me that he wanted to make love to me. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I told him I really wanted him to. He pushed me to my back and started to kiss me. His half hard cock flopped like a pendulum as he positioned himself on top of me. We kissed for awhile and he stopped to tell me that he could feel my cum in his ass and it turned him on. He kissed me more forcefully and started grinding his hips into me. It felt really cool to have his penis rubbing against mine and on my stomach. I could feel his cock head poking at my belly and reached down to stroke him. Manish slid down my body, kissing me along the way. He kissed all around my cock and sack and I was relieved that he didn’t try to suck me. After all, my dick had just been in his ass… how good could that be?
He kissed the underside of my balls and down toward my anus. He nudged me a little to roll over and I did without hesitation. In no time at all he was lapping at my hole and I was totally into it. It felt amazing and I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it before. I’ve done it several times, but no one has ever done me. Whoa, no wonder he liked it so much. He darted his tongue in and out of my hole while lubing me up. My ass was dripping with his spit and it gave me a chill. He nudged me again and I rolled to my back again. He knelled between my legs and lifted them up a bit. I saw him take the tube of lube and rub it on his cock, and then he put some on his fingers and applied it to my anus. It felt pretty good and I didn’t mind one and then two fingers he inserted into me. It felt very nice and I wondered why I had never done this before. I kept my legs in the air and was wondering what he’d do next. He came up to my face and kissed me some more. He whispered that he wanted to make love to me. I whispered back how much I wanted that but had never done this before. He smiled and said, “cool… a virgin.” I felt the head of his cock against my hole and tried to relax. The first little bit was fine, but as he continued, I felt a burning sensation. It hurt a little bit, but I wanted to please him so I said nothing. I grunted a little as he pushed farther into me. Manish asked if I was ok and I said that I was fine. He was so gentle with me and went nice and slow. In about a minute, he was totally in me and he just stayed there without moving. I guess he was letting me get used to the fullness feeling. He continued to kiss me and told me to stop him if it hurt too much. There was no fucking way I was going to let a little pain stand between me and the most beautiful creature I had ever been with. I was in for the full ride!
I nibbled on his ear a little and he seemed to love that. I kissed him around his face and neck and pinched his throat with my lips. I felt him starting to pump his hips a little bit and I was surprised that it didn’t hurt more. It was more of an aching feeling or like an itch that needed to be scratched. The more he pumped, the more I wanted. I felt like he wasn’t getting in all the way so I lifted my legs a little higher. He must have seen that as a cue and he grabbed my ankles and pushed them up higher. With that he started pumping faster and harder and got into a rhythm. This felt amazing to me. I could feel my own penis start to get hard and I was squirming a little to get the full sensation of his cock in me. Something was very sensitive down there and it was driving me crazy. I was shocked at my reaction and couldn’t believe it when I said, “oh, yeah, fuck me, Manish!” I kept saying it over and over and maybe in different combinations. I think the cheering was good for him too and I could sense he was about to cum. Yeah, cum inside me you stud! I could feel his body tense up and he seemed to be driving deeper into me with longer and harder thrusts. Finally, he let out a little yell and grunted as he pushed deeper into me. I could actually feel it squirting inside me and it felt really cool. He kept pounding away even after he came and then finally slowed and stopped. With his dick still in me, he collapsed on top of me. I stroked his back and sides lightly and he got a chill. I didn’t want this feeling to end, so I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed. I felt like I was in love.
All sorts of things went through my mind in a fraction of a second. I started mentally plotting how I was going to make this happen again with Manish. Did he like this? Would he want me again? How much longer was he home on break? How could I get my wife and kids out of the house? Manish interrupted my thoughts with a kiss and he thanked me. No, thank you for an amazing experience, Manish.
We took a shower together and cleaned ourselves up. After we dried off we rolled around on the bed together and kissed and fondled each other. We did a quick 69 and got each other off again. But I must admit to being sore. We never opened the wine but we agreed to save it for our next meeting. We tried dressing each other for fun, but I kept whipping his pants down. It was fun and we laughed alot. He kept his hand on my leg for most of the ride back home. And when he got out of the car, I got a little choked up. But he assured me that he’d see me again soon. Hey, Manish… don’t forget the sports gear you bought. Oh, yeah, I forgot.
To be continued …..
