Indian Gay sex story — Painters Part 1

Indian Gay sex story — Painters Part 1

My parents were going to Tirth Yatra and they’d decided to take the opportunity to get their house painted while they were away. So, they asked me to stay at their place and keep an eye on the painters. I didn’t mind because I figured it would be quiet and I could just put my feet up and relax for a few days and let the painters work.

Came the day they were due to arrive, an auto pulled into the drive. Out stepped two guys in their late 20’s. One was about 6′ tall probably, with long, rock-styled black hair. He was on the grungy side, in old jeans and a T but good looking if a little skinny. I did notice that he seemed to be really packing. There was something snaking down the right leg of those jeans.

His partner was a shorter blond guy . He was compactly built with thick muscular legs and arms, not stocky but obviously well-built. He wasn’t showing much, but there’s always hope. He was sexy though, his walk and his eyes. Man did he have sexy eyes. Usually I’m not into blonds but this guy was a turn-on.

I waited inside the door until they rang the bell and I opened maybe just a second too quickly. I watched as the black haired guy flipped a roach over into the grass. The smell of weed blew right into the room. Now I knew why my dad had wanted someone here to keep an eye on these two. A couple of dopers and slackers.

“Hey,” the tall guy said, “we’re here to paint the house”

“Great,” I replied, “this is it. Go for it.”

“Well,” the blond said, ” our boss is supposed to be bringing over the paint, equipment and ladders. He’s not here yet, so we’ll just hang out in the auto till he gets here.

Yeah, I thought, hang out in the auto and take your brains out.

“Why don’t you come in and wait here,” I said. “I’ve got some tea made and I just bought some biscuits.”

“I’m pretty hungry. That would be good before we get started.”

They followed me in and back to the kitchen. As we walked I checked them out. Tall, dark and skinny was really handsome when you got up close. He had that sort of hostile attitude that straight guys assume if they think you might possibly be gay. Maybe the attitude just helped him seem more attractive. Of course, I checked out the pants, and sure enough, there was a big one lurking there. Unfortunately, or maybe not, the guy caught me looking.

I thought, “Shit, I’m clocked for sure. These two guys are going to beat me to death.”

Instead, dark-hair just looked at me and smiled. Then he reached down and readjusted his package. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I think it was growing.”

I turned to look away from him and caught blondy checking me out. Now, I’ve been around the block enough, even at 25 to know when I’m being checked out. Maybe I’d read these two wrong.

As we sat down at the table I asked them if they lived close by, and they told me they lived up the coast in one of those poor towns that progress has left behind. Both of them had live-in girlfriends, and the tall dark one had two kids. I learned their names were Jaggu and Sushil. Jaggu was the dark one and Sushil the blond.

They told me that their boss found them jobs all over the place and then took a cut of the money. They were left with enough to pay the rent on their trailers and not much more. Not much of a life, but they didn’t seem too bothered by it.

As we drank tea and chatted, Jaggu lit up a cigarette and leaned back his chair and stretched out his legs before him. There it was in plain view, and hard as a rock, his really big cock. I was just guessing at that point but it looked like it had to be an easy 8″.

My mouth dropped open, especially when Jaggu caught my eye and just stared at me and then looked down at his pants snake. As for me, I couldn’t take my eyes off it for too long.

Then, Sushil, stood up, stretched and even though he was wearing painter’s pants that weren’t tight, I could see an very nice mound of hardness. These boys were ready for it at 8 in the morning. Well, not to be outdone, so was I. My 7″ was tenting my shorts and I knew that if I had stood up at that point, I would have creamed myself in an instant.

Sushil sauntered over to the tea pot and filled his cup and then walked over and stood right in front of me. It was an impressive mound. It wasn’t snaking down his leg like Jaggu’s but I knew that it was going to be a nice piece of meat, probably short and thick, judging from his body build.

“You like that,don’t you?” Jaggu said matter of fact and shoved his crotch right into my face. “Go ahead and lick it.”

I went to work on the front of his pants, mouthing his cock. It was so hot I could feel it through the material. It was growing bigger by the minute.

“OK , stop messing about and dig that cock out and get to work on it. We don’t have all day and you’re gonna have to take care of Jaggu too.”

So, I reached up and took hold of his zipper and pulled it down. I
reached into his pants, slipped my fingers under the top of his jockeys and started to release the prize.

Then Jaggu shouted, “Oh ! There’s the boss. Wouldn’t you fucking know it! Just when we’re about to get some good head for the first time in a week and that prick shows up. Listen, don’t mention this to him or you’re gonna have some big trouble, understand? We need this work.

“Don’t worry,” I mumbled dejected, thwarted just at the moment of triumph, “just as long as I get a chance to take up where we left off later.”

Jaggu laughed and rubbed his big cock through his jeans. “Don’t worry about that, dude. You’re gonna get all the chances we want over the next week.”

Unfortunately, they had to head out to meet the boss. I watched as he gave them their marching orders and helped them unload their equipment. Then, he was off like a bat out of hell.

I’d sort of hoped the guys would come back in and we’d take up where we’d left off. Now, I was really hungry for some hot, hard dick.

But, they went right to work, setting up ladders, and preparing to scrape the clapboards. They’d set up the ladders just outside the patio doors in the great room so I could see both of them up on the ladders and they could see me. Every so often, one or the other of them would stroke his cock to tease me.

After an hour of this, I just went back to the bathroom, pulled out my 7″ uncut cock, gave myself a couple of quick strokes and blew an enormous load. I caught it in my hand and lapped it up hungrily. It was pretty good, but not as good as theirs would’ve been. I was so horny, I couldn’t get rid of my wood even after I came.

About an hour into their work, I heard Jaggu yelling outside the French doors. I opened them and he said, “Hey dude, why don’t you bring us out some cold water. We’re getting pretty heated up out here” Then , he peeled his shirt off to reveal a washboard stomach and tight pecs covered with thick black hair. Not content with that, he undid the top button on his jeans.

I rushed to the fridge to get the ice water and ran out and waited while they came down the ladders far enough to retrieve the glasses.

“Thanks, man,” Jaggu said as he finished off his glass. He was standing on the ladder just at the level where his crotch was right in line with my mouth.

“But while you’re out here, why don’t you just reach through the rungs here and pull out my wood and start what you almost started with Sushil.”

Now, if my parent’s house had been in a development, I would never have been brave enough to try this, but the house was situated in the center of an acre of thickly wooded land with no neighbours nearby.

So, I reached through the rungs of the ladder and unzipped Jaggu’s jeans, pulled them down and out popped his big, thick, cut cock. It was really a beautiful tool,8″, perfectly proportioned with a nice big mushroom head. He was cut, but they’d left enough skin so he didn’t look mutilated.

“Look faggot, ” Jaggu commanded, “It’s hot as fucking hell out here, so why don’t you get on that cock and make me feel good.”

I went right to it. I grabbed that beautiful monster and kissed and licked the head. The pre-cum started to flow so I just licked and licked the salty liquor off.

“Look,” he grunted, “stop messing about and get that cock in your mouth and suck it.”

Suck it I did. I let that big purple head slide between my lips as my tongue swirled around it. Grabbing his hips I pulled more inches into my mouth until it was at the back of my throat. Then, as Ipushed my head forward, I swallowed and the final two inches went down my throat. God, it was good! Hot, sweaty, salty and the skin as soft as velvet around the hard rod.

” Sushil, this fag is deep-throating me and he’s fuckin awesome. Suck that cock you queer bastard,” he shouted as he grabbed my head and pulled me further onto his cock.

“Yeah, I can see that,” Sushil replied in a strange voice. I turned my eyes towards him and noticed he’d pulled his cock out and was flogging it mercilessly. It looked to be about 6″ but really thick with a really big head, bigger even than Jaggu’s.

“Better hold off on the hand action Sushil, ” Jaggu warned. “You don’t want to blow before this fag is ready for you.” By this time, he was holding my head and fucking his whole 8″ in and out of my mouth, each time ramming that big fat pole clear down my throat.

“Hey man, ” Sushil answered, wildly beating his thick cock, “you know I can cum at least three times before I go soft. You’ve been there.”

With that, Sushil let loose a spray of cum that shot through his ladder and onto the side of the house. This turned Jaggu on and he just kept ramming that big fat monster of his down my throat. I expected him to cum but he wasn’t in any hurry.

“Look at old Sushil,” Jaggu crowed. “He can cum over and over but he shoots in about 30 seconds. Now me, I can hold off for a half hour, so I hope you really like this cock, kid, because I haven’t begun to fuck your hot mouth.”

He was right. He fucked that delicious dick in and out of my hungry mouth until he was spurting so much pre-cum that the only way I could tell it wasn’t cum was by the taste. But then, his cock swelled up enormously and I knew the big event was at hand. Grabbing my head in a vice grip, he rammed that 8″ beauty down my throat and exploded. More cum than I’d ever had in one spurt. But he just kept spurting.
Sadly, because his cock was down in my throat, I couldn’t taste his spunk so I pulled my head back and caught the last couple of shots in my mouth. It was very thick and hot, sweet, real baby-making nectar.

With a shove, he pushed me off his cock. “Shit, man, you are too fucking good. Now get over there and take care of Sushil. But wait, g clean off my cock and put it back in my jeans. Don’t you have no manners?”

I took his cock back in my mouth and cleaned in really good with my tongue, savoring the last drops of his man-juice. Then, I put it back inside his jeans and zipped them up.

I staggered over to Sushil’s ladder and he poked his hard, red, swollen cock through the rungs. This was my first real look at it.
It was truly almost as big as a beer can and what I hadn’t noticed before, it was uncut with an ample supply of foreskin. Yuumm. It was ruby red and leaking constantly, so I took the big over sized head into my mouth and made love to it.

“Oh yeah,” Sushil moaned, “suck my cock real good baby.”

And I did, letting it slide, inch by fat inch, into my mouth. IT was so thick that it stretched my lips and my jaw just to suck it but god it tasted good. It smelled of piss and head cheese and recent cum. I sucked him greedily and sure enough, after a couple of minutes he grabbed my head and rammed that fat rod into my mouth and shot a huge wad of cum into my mouth. Since his dick wasn’t as long as Jaggu’s, I could taste every thick, ropy drop.

When he’d finished shooting I gently cleaned the red and swollen head of his cock with my tongue. We uncut guys are extremely sensitive after cumming so I knew just how much pressure to use. Then with my lips, I slid his foreskin back over the still swollen head. Then I just held his still hard cock in my mouth until he started moving his hips and pushing it back into my mouth.

“Hey, hold on over there, cock hound!” Jaggu shouted. “We’ve got work to do and Sushil could keep you busy over there sucking him all day. You’ll get your chance for all the dick you want from us but right now, just put his cock back in his pants and go back inside and fix us some lunch. We’ll have yours with us when we cum in.”

So, I kissed the pucker of foreskin hooding his cock and bid adieu to Sushil’s so suckable cock. But there’s more to cum.

To be continued…