Indian Gay sex story – Thinking about Joshi
My name is Joseph and I am 25 year old male with curly black hair. I live in Coimbatore and I work at an University as the Cashier of a Canteen. I’ve been at work all day watch the hot male students pass through my line, but one in particular guy stopped and actually said hi to me and smiled, which shocked the hell out of me, you see, I’m not the best looking guy in world, you can say I am below average compared to other guys, and this was hot as all hell. Tall, I mean really tall almost 6ft plus, muscled, not too much muscle but still big, he was perfectly toned, not like them gym rat guys that be on steroids and built like a brick house. He is so cute and when he smiled at me I almost fell out because everything about him is sexy, the way he walked, his voice, the way he spoke, the way the little hairs on the top of hands spread out, everything. Oh, did I mention that he was dark skinned? His complexion was lighter than the usual black south Indian guy, and he has grey eyes instead of brown like most Indian men, and his hands are large so you know what that mean.
Ever since classes started he’s been coming to my line and my line only, and every time I see him I get a raging hard on that won’t go away until I get home to relieve myself. Every day like clockwork, when he walks up, there goes my dick, harder than a steel rod, and I’ve never in my 25 have gotten a hard on as hard I do when I see him.
It’s now October and he finally told me his name, his name is Joshi, and now when I beat off at home I be screaming his name when I cum, and I talk dirty to him, and now that its two months into the semester, I have an all-day hard on that won’t go away because I do is think about Joshi. The way he addresses me, the way his body is formed, the his pants embrace his can and his dick, and I swear I could see the layout of his dick in them pants heck, one day he came to class with sweat pants on and I damn close lost cognizance. I was so out of it that Joshi had to tap me on the shoulder to bring me back to reality, his touch made me almost nut in my pants.
Two weeks later at the end of the day, I am cleaning up getting ready to close my station, still with a hard on from seeing Joshi at lunch time earlier. And as I was cleaning up Joshi and couple of his hot friends came to my line for dinner. They all walked passed me and smiled, every one of Joshi’s friends are hot as fuck, they are just as big as Joshi, and just as tall. Joshi and his companions are sitting at a table snickering and messing about, grinning their charming grins making me insane. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to gaze as I was cleaning up my station, and that is the point at which it happened, Joshi discovered me gazing at them. I thought I was dead because in my mind he and his friends are straight as hell and they will pulverize me if they found out that I was gay and staring at them.
30 minutes has passed and I was done cleaning my place, I turned to look at Joshi and to my surprise was still staring at me with those sexy eyes of his, oh god he is fine, I said to myself as Joshi and his friends got up the table, and at the point when Joshi remained up all I saw was hard dick straining against the fabric of his pants. The sight of it, and the measure of it, made me shoot my heap in my jeans, and I mean I shot, and shot hard, I dismissed from Joshi so quick coarseness my so hard so I wouldn’t shout, and I am trying my best not to show that I am having an orgasm in the cafeteria in front of everyone. I can feel the cum running down my leg and into my socks. When I began strolling towards the back I looked over at Joshi, and he was gazing at me with the sexiest grin that anybody could have. Gracious god, he saw what happened, he saw me blow my wad in my underpants, goodness god I’m so humiliated. I went to wash room and clean up and I went home. When I arrived at home my dick was still hard after that big orgasm at work and it was not going away, wanked for hours, he’ll it was Saturday and I didn’t have to get up in the morning, I came at least 6 times thinking about Joshi. I am scared to see on Monday.
