Indian Gay sex story – Ronny and Bonny

Indian Gay sex story – Ronny and Bonny

Hi. My name is Ronny D’Souza. I’m a high school senior, eighteen years old, and I guess you can say I have it all. At 5 foot 11 and 65 kgs, I’m one of the star players on the high school football team. I have dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and am smooth all over, which is cool since I work out a lot and enjoy seeing my chiseled muscles develop so nicely. I think I can safely say that I can call every guy on the team a good friend, and of course, I have my choice of girls at the school and have to admit, I rarely have to jack off as there’s always a girl willing to give me a hand or spread her legs for me.

But tonight was a free night. No worries about school or practice and a bunch of us decided to go to the school dance. Yes, that’s right, a bunch of us cool kids actually showed up at a lame school dance. It wasn’t all that bad to be honest. The nerdy kids didn’t decorate all that much and the music playing sounded really cool too. We took a table off to the side and pulled out the beer which we had poured into empty cola cans and just chilled, enjoying the evening and knowing we were in between tests and game nights.

But the music was just hopping, so I had to investigate. I left the table and decided to wander. Half the guys wanted to follow me but I pushed them back.

After a quick stroll, I noticed the DJ’s area. It was a pretty impressive set up with some electronic boards and some guy holding half of the head phones to one ear was busy working the turntables, even doing some “scratching” when changing the tunes. I watched him for a while and couldn’t believe how calm he was working all the dials and buttons. With a big grin and his body swaying, I could tell he was really into it. But what a dog he looked like, clearly didn’t care how messy he looked. He was almost might height, a bit thinner, (of course!) but his black hair was way too long, covering his ears and half his face. He had on a black t shirt sporting some heavy metal band logo and loose baggy black jeans. But he was so into what he was doing; I couldn’t help but be impressed.

I walked closer, trying to follow what he was doing and then he looked up noticing me, giving me a half grin, which was typical for most of the students around school, not quite sure how to deal with me, wanting to be my friend or something like that. So lame!

But this guy immediately went back to doing his thing, without a care in the world. He actually ignored me!

Being so intrigued and actually jealous of anyone with musical talent, since I had none, I got brave and walked directly up to the music boards this music geek was working. He looked up and half nodded to me before going back to the turntables. After a few minutes, he put the headphones down and turned to me.

“I just put a nine minute tune up,” he announced to me with half a grin. “Can I help you?”

“No, I’m cool, just watching what you’re doing. Looks complicated!” I said.

The DJ’s grin grew wider at the recognition. “Thanks! You’re on the football team right?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m Ronny, what’s your name? You make this all look so easy!” I offered.

“They call me Bonny!” he answered.

“No shit!” I blurted out.

Bonny shot me a dirty look. “Yes, that’s the name I go by! You have a problem with that?” he stated boldly.

I was immediately impressed by this guys balls. And he even knew I was a big school jock.

“No problem Mr. Bonny! Just took me by surprise, something different I guess,” I said diplomatically.

“You don’t have to call me mister, not yet at least,” he shot back with a big grin.

We both laughed. Who would have thought this nerdy guy would be so cool, I thought.

“So Ronny, you want to try your hand at the tables?” Bonny asked me.

“For real?” I didn’t know what to say.

“Come around this side and step up on the platform,” Bonny directed.

Like a kid in a candy store, I quickly walked around and hopped up to stand next to Bonny and looked around at all the electronic equipment. I could see he had a great view of the dance floor. Bonny began to explain to me all of the pieces of equipment he juggled before him and how to set up the next record and how to blend them together while one song ended and the next one began. A couple of times I just watched him as he manipulated the equipment so smoothly. Under that dense hair he actually looked pretty decent. And with those clothes, I half expected him to smell like a homeless guy, but he must have been wearing some decent after shave cause he kind of smelled pretty okay.

Maybe half an hour later, my gang walked over, giving Bonny a couple of dirty looks and a bit confused that I was hanging around up here.

“You rocking’ out to the tunes Ronny?” one of my friends asked.

I looked down at my self and didn’t realize that I really was rocking to the beat!

“We’re going to go find some diner still open. Let’s get some food Ronny!” someone else called out.

I looked back at Bonny, quietly watching the whole scene playing out before him.

“Want to join us?” I asked Bonny, to his surprise.

“Thanks Ronny, but I’ll need to clean up my act here pretty soon and lug my stuff back home,” he explained.

I was amazed that all this stuff was all his. “You like a musician or something?” I asked.

“Yes, or something!” he offered with a laugh.

I ran off with my gang and didn’t think much of the dance and Bonny for a few days but realized I kept humming the songs I had heard that night for quite a while. I really wished I had music in my life.

Later in the week at school during lunch, I spotted Bonny sitting outside on the grass wearing his headphones and just rocking out silently while chowing down on a sandwich in one had and reading a magazine he held in his other hand. I just had to walk over, and I plopped down on the ground beside him. He looked up at me and in one smooth move, he took off his head phones and put them over my ears. My eyes went wide by a wave of instrumental music that was just overwhelming. I absolutely loved the beat and being able to hear all the instruments so distinctly. Immediately my body began to sway and get into the grove.

After a few minutes, I removed the headphones and handed them back to Bonny.

“That was incredible!” I said.

“Classical music over hindered years old!” Bonny informed me.

“I thought you were just a rocker!” I said.

“I love it all!” he proudly announced with a wide grin.

I stared for a moment at him, trying to think of my next sentence.

“Uh oh,” Bonny began, “you look like you’re deep in thought that might be dangerous for a jock like you!” he said with a grin.

“Um, actually, um, I really like music, but I know absolutely nothing. Can you kind of teach me stuff; you know explain things and types of music and such?” I bravely asked.

Bonny couldn’t look more surprised. “Me? I don’t know that much to be honest!” Bonny admitted.. “Plus you’re one of the cool kids and I’m, well, I’m not,” Bonny said softly.

“I am serious, and you could become a bit cooler, to be honest. I see potential!” I said.

Bonny looked serious, clearly thinking things over. After a minute he looked up at me. “How about this, I teach you music and you help my image! Or am I a lost cause?” Bonny asked with half a grin.

I jumped at his offer. Picking out clothes for this guy would be a easy task and I would finally have some music in my life.

We both talked excitedly and we met after school and met outside, where Bonny explained the different categories of music and laid out a plan of the topics we would cover. After an hour, I could tell he was out of breath.

“Okay, my turn, lets go to your house and check out your closet!” I directed.

We walked a few blocks to his house and went inside. With no one else at home, it was quiet and I was surprised at typical it looked. I was embarrassed to admit to myself that I was expecting something shocking. His room was ordinary but cluttered with music posters and instruments all over the place. I picked up a guitar off his bed.

“You can play this?” I asked in amazement. Yes, that and a few others!” Bonny easily answered. I was very impressed.

Bonny opened his closet and stepped aside. All I could see were logo t shirts and several pair of black or blue denim pants.

“That’s it? Nothing else?” I asked. Bonny just shook his head.

“We need to go shopping! we’re going now!” I announced.

“Let me change first then,” Bonny announced as he quickly stripped off his t shirt and pants, leaving him standing in only a pair of snug black briefs. I have to admit I was surprised. He had a hard buff body. Smooth like mine but not as muscular, but he had a tight six pack for abs and decent pecs. I couldn’t believe I was staring at this guy, who a minute ago was totally unimpressive.

“What’s wrong?” Bonny asked, noting me stare at him.

“You work out? You’re quite a buff dude!” I said without thinking. Bonny immediacy blushed.

“No, its just all the equipment I lug around!” he explained with his easy going laugh.

Bonny dressed into another logo t shirt and another pair of pants, which looked nearly identical to what he had just taken off.

He saw my confusion and laughed again. “These are clean” he announced with another laugh.

We left the house and the first place I took him was to the barber. Bonny objected to a hair cut but I finally talked him into a nicer shorter cut and explained this was part of the deal! When the barber was done, I had to admit, the new Bonny was totally unrecognizable, and I had to admit, he looked good. Really cute! Did I just think that!?

We talked excitedly as we went over to the mall and went into some of the nicer clothing stores for guys. It was so nice to talk to someone without all the normal drama and bullshit that most of my typical friends usually offered. This guy said what he thought but never had a bad word about anyone or anything.

I grabbed some nice polo shirts and beige slacks and pushed Bonny into the dressing room. I could hear him humming excitedly as he changed clothes and giggled when he looked at himself in the mirror.

“This is so not me!” I heard him say.

“Get your ass out here, I want to see!” I said.

The door opened and he came out, making me gasp. Damn, but he was looking good, hot actually. I was speechless.

“No good?” he said in a panicked voice, seeing my mouth open and wide eyed.

“Um, Bonny, you look like really good, I mean really sharp, and kind of um, let me just say it, hot! And way cool!”

“Really? Me?” Bonny giggled as he looked at himself again in the mirror. “Not so bad, huh?” he finally admitted.

We picked out a few more outfits and then I had an idea. We left the store and I took him to a sports store.

Bonny looked at me in confusion as we entered. “When girls see you, they’re going to want to remove those clothes,” I explained, “and your current underwear wont work.”

I picked out a couple of packages of some bright colored, low cut nylon briefs and tossed them to him.

“Try these on,” I directed as I took his shopping back out of his hands and pushed him into a changing room. Unlike the three quarter door in the changing room in the clothing store, the changing room had a full size door. Suddenly, I heard Bonny call out.

“Ronny, can you come in here please? I’m not sure.”

I knocked on the door and came in the room, closing it before me. Again I was shocked.

Bonny was wearing a pair of red nylon briefs that left nothing to the imagination. He sported a nice bulge which clearly outlined his cut cock and a nice pair of balls underneath. His abs sported a light treasure trail which was the only discernable hair on his smooth yet muscular body. “Damn, if I was a girl I’d do right now!” was all I could think of saying, causing both of us to blush.

“They look okay? They’re not too much?” Bonny asked, his voice quaking while he continued to blush.

I grinned back at him. “Bonny, you have no idea how useful that name of yours is about to become!”

Once he got my joke, Bonny began to laugh and announced that he would take the pairs I had picked out. Before I could turn to leave he shucked his nylon briefs and began to change. All I could do was stare at his semi hard cock and beautiful set of balls hanging underneath. I had scene guys change in lockers but never felt the need to stare like this. Bonny talked excitedly as he dressed and fortunately didn’t seem to realize my stares.

“Now we have to continue the music lessons!” he announced. “Can you stay for dinner and we can listen to music and stuff. My folks are gone for the week so it will be cool. Can you?” he eagerly asked me. I had no plans so this was good. Besides, I thought, the music should help clear my head from some very odd thoughts I was having but couldn’t quite admit to myself.

With a bunch of packages and bags, we made it back to Bonny’s house and we went back to his room. He turned on the stereo and sat on the bed as Bonny started to explain music from the 1950’s and 60’s, which al sounded pretty cool. As we listened I looked around the room and saw the new clothes were still in their bags.

“What’s wrong?” Bonny asked, seeing my eyes wander. “Put the clothes away, treat them nice, and start wearing them!” I directed.

With the music still playing, Bonny scurried around the room putting things away and took the bags, stepping into the closet and closing the door. In moments he came out in a new outfit, looking quite impressive. I could see he had also straightened out his closet and put his new clothes front and center. “You did just great! Ronny you sure came through for me!” he announced with a wide smile across his face. And with that he hurriedly ran out of his room, shouting that he’s being right back.

When Bonny came back, he had a guitar in his hand, a different one that I had seen earlier. He extended his hands, offering me the guitar which I slowly took.

“This is an old guitar I don’t use anymore and now it is yours! And I’m going to teach you!” Bonny announced to my shock.

I was speechless as he sat down next to me and showed me how to hold it and strum some of the strings. I giggled each time I hit the right note and giggled each time I hit a wrong note! I was in heaven. This was too cool!

Bonny looked at me with a funny face. “You’re still not holding it or playing it right,” Bonny stated. “Let’s try something,” he said as he hopped onto the bed and got behind me, bringing his hands over mine and positioning me to hold the guitar the right way. He moved his hands further out around me to move my hands over the guitar, which brought his chest tightly up against my back and his head over my shoulder, so our cheeks were nearly touching as he moved freely over my body helping me with the guitar.

My head began to spin and I could no longer follow his directions. I could feel him and smell him and I could feel my cock begin to twitch in my pants. I was lost in a blur until I heard him say something, bringing me back to reality.

“Ronny, Ronny, are you listening to me?” Bonny asked, but not changing his position so close to me.

I mumbled something and turned my head towards him, bringing our faces together. Our eyes locked and he suddenly realized why I had stopped paying attention. I offered a half grin. “This is something new for me,” I said in a low voice.

“Me neither,” Bonny offered. “Being so close to a guitar?” he added with a sly grin.

“I should never have suggested those nylon briefs. I cant get them out of my mind!” I admitted.

“That’s okay Ronny. I like wearing them. They feel good!” Bonny said with a sly grin.

“Why’d you pick this kind of briefs out anyway?” Bonny asked.

“Um, I um, wear the same kind!” I said.

“You always wear this kind?” Bonny asked.

I nodded my head up and down nervously.

“Like at this very moment?” Bonny continued his questions.

I nodded again, feeling my cock quiver and move.

“Let’s see,” Bonny directed, taking the guitar form my hands and sitting down on the bed.

I stood up and faced Bonny, and slowly removed my shirt, as if in a trance.

Bonny grinned widely looking me over. “I usually like a nice pair of tits, but I’m certainly not complaining,” he announced as he removed his shirt to match my movements. Both of us were now bare-chested, being eagerly admired by the other.

Without thinking, my hands moved instinctively to my pants. I kicked off my shoes as I undid the belt and unsnapped the pants, pulling down the zipper and letting my pants fall, leaving me standing in only a pair of low rise red nylon briefs. They were identical to the pair that Bonny now wore, having quickly stripped off his pants as well.

Bonny leaned back on his elbows on the bed, his legs pulled apart as he looked me over hungrily.

“Ronny, you have one rocking body, so hot to be honest! And believe me, I never looked at another guy before, but shit, you are so way hot! And sexy!” Bonny announced.

All I could do was giggle. “I feel like a dog chasing a car, not quite sure what to do if I caught the car!” I said with a nervous laugh.

Bonny continued to stare. “I know the feeling man!” Bonny then rubbed the front of his nylon briefs and the head of his hardening cock popped up past the waist band.

My eyes fixated on that cock head, I brought my hands to the waist band of my briefs and pushed down, and dropping the briefs to my ankles as my cock popped up, already fully hard and erect. “I’m sure we can figure it out, since I’m Bonny too I suppose!” I proudly announced. Bonny lifted his hips as he pulled down his briefs and pulled them off, tossing them at me with a sly grin.

“Guess we can swap undies now!” he announced, forcing us both to laugh. He reached up and grabbed one of my hands and pulled me towards him, forcing me to fall onto him on the bed, our hard cocks now wedged upright between our bellies.

Some wild instinct overwhelmed me and our mouths met and a kiss of hot passion. Both of us fell deeply into the heat of the moment as our tongues met and began a duel in a deep lip locked kiss. My hips ground into Bonny and the heat continued to rise. Rolling around the bed, our bodies wiggled until we found ourselves in a 69 position, each faced with the first cock so close to our faces and mouths. I could feel my mouth drool as I opened wide and took in the pink hard cock throbbing before my hungry mouth. I opened wide and somehow knew how to suck and lick the cock offered to me and took more and more until Bonny’s pubes were rubbing on my chin. I slurped and sucked and suddenly found the warm wetness on my own eager cock, knowing that Bonny’s mouth had attached itself onto my cock as well.

Our bodies rocked and bumped as we sucked and sucked. Our cocks throbbed and hummed in response to such wonderful service. I could feel the heat rise from deep within me and knew that my orgasm was fast approaching, but I didn’t want this moment to end. Bonny must have been getting close as I could taste the salty drops of his precum on my tongue and sense his cock seem to widen and engorge further. In a panic I pulled off his cock and sat up, feeling my face hot and flushed.

Bonny sat up as well, his face displaying the surprise of my sudden action. I looked over his beautiful male body and could see the shine of a thin sheen of sweat and his face flushed. I looked down to see his shiny wet pink and purple cock pulse between his legs.

“I didn’t want us to cum so soon! I want this to last!” I announced with a grin.

Bonny’s smile widened. “Yes! Definitely!”

Bonny grabbed a pillow and put it behind his head as he lay back, pulling his legs up which rolled his hips up, exposing his hairless pink puckered hole to me. “Want it?” he offered. I shook my head up and down eagerly as I got into position over him, aiming my own quivering cock at the waiting target. “Don’t cum yet,” I warned, “so you can take me next!”

Resting on my hands in a push up position, I entered slowly, watching Bonny’s face grimace as I went in deeper. I tried to make it easy while I watched his face for any warning, but he continued to urge me on. I moved in deeper and deeper until I could take control and get into a regular fucking motion. A wide grin soon appeared on Bonny’s face as I found his sweet spot. Meanwhile, I was feeling no pain as I began a regular forceful fuck, enjoying the tightness of his sweet asshole. Instantly I knew that this was better then any pussy I had ever enjoyed. “I could so get use to this man,” I announced with a grin, and picking up my pace.

My fucking intensified as my grunts grew louder and were soon in time with Bonny’s grunts. I could feel my cock get harder and the orgasm that began to rise in me moments earlier had returned with a vengeance. It felt harder and stronger then before and clearly my moment was fast approaching. I looked down and saw Bonny’s cock rock hard and turning purple, clearly begin pushed to the limit of my cock reaming his insides so fiercely. I loved watching it react to each thrust. His cock was beautiful.

“I want to feel you cum inside me.. Do it babe!” Bonny directed. “Fuck me hard man, do it!” Bonny ordered again. I leaned in to plant a hurried kiss on his lips as I exploded from the pressure and excitement and thought of it all.

With one last thrust, I exploded deep inside him. My arms tensed and froze as my hips pushed deep against Bonny’s hips and I felt his ass clench my cock tightly, draining of its milk. Our bodies locked together, my orgasm came in wave after wave and I soon collapsed onto his hot naked sweaty body. Bonny brought his arms around me and hugged me tight, not letting go, as my body’s quaking subsided and I could feel my cock now empty begin a slow deflating.

I leaned up and looked at Bonny’s face. “That is the best fuck and the best orgasm EVER!” I announced, and I’m the school jock!

We laughed and kissed and hugged for a quiet moment, feeling each other’s heard beat as our breathing subsided. In a few moment, I felt Bonny’s strong muscular arms moving me until we had rolled over on the bed, and Bonny now got up into a pushup position, but only before bringing my legs up to my chest and exposing my asshole. I panicked for a moment, unsure of what I was about to undergo, but knew that this was his turn and he seemed to enjoyed getting fucked as much as I had fucking him.

Bonny surprised me as I felt his fingers playing with my asshole, which seemed to relax me as well as ring his cock back to full erection. He leaned in for a full open mouth kiss which allowed him to slip his cock head into my waiting asshole without my fully realizing it. By the time he began his slow thrusts, my ass was already relaxed and I was surprised that I was actually eager to feel his cock inside me. In no time Bonny was staring down on me, with a very determined look, as he picked up speed and was deeply plowing me. The first feeling of pain disappeared quickly as he began to push against my prostate which felt amazing. I watched my cock get hard again, still dribbling its last remnants of cum, obviously from the pressure of that wonderful cock of his. And the fucking intensified.

“Fuck me, fuck me!” was all I could grunt, enjoying the feeling of that hard cock pounding me, and knowing that this was not the last time would get fucked, and hopefully, it was Bonny who would me providing me my pleasure. I looked up at Bonny’s face and our eyes locked, our mouths in wide satisfied grins. “I hope we can continue our mutual tutoring Ronny!” Bonny announced, as if reading my mind. “You bet your sweet ass we will!” I stated. I continued to watch Bonny’s face as I watched it get redder and could feel his cock stiffen deep inside me. And then he came. I felt his sweet cream erupt and fill me time and again. It felt so good, feeling proud that my ass brought him such pleasure and release. His body slowed and he soon lowered his hot sticky body onto mine. It felt so good. It felt so right. Rolling onto our sides, we soon fell asleep, our bodies still attached. We slept deeply after such a passionate sexual exchange.