Indian Gay sex story – Trucker’s Dhaba-cum-hotel – 2

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My uncle worked hard running his hotel, but he still needed cheap labor. Since I was not a cook or a handyman, he made me a maid. Yes I know. Sounds stupid, but it was an easy job. Besides, there were some excellent benefits to the job. It allowed me to have contact with the hotel’s major clients – horny truckers. I had access to them morning, noon and night. And with men being men, it was easy to find a horny Gay on a pretty regular basis for some hard fucking. After the lessons I experienced with Ranjit Uncle I was eager to demonstrate them with others and thanks to all those demonstrations I quickly became addicted to sex. I had truly developed myself into a naturally-born Gay slut.

This trucker hotel was a breeding ground for Gay truckers in search of a hot ass to plow and I secretly became the main attraction. While still getting it hard and rough from Ranjit Uncle, there wasn’t a night in which I didn’t have a powerfully muscular trucker banging his bloated dick up my slutty ass, the more aggressive, and the better. I was quickly gaining an underground reputation among truckers as the best fuck in the area and it was a reputation I was very proud of and was determine to keep.

That being said, the last couple of nights were pretty tame. Sure I always had Ranjit Uncle to satisfy my needs. But as incredible as he was, I had become use at having more variety to my fucking. I couldn’t help it. I was a greedy whore and like all cum buckets I need lots and lots of sex! Well on this particular night I got that variety in spades and it would change my life forever.

I thought it was going to be an easy day because a snowstorm was coming. We had a mass desertion of the hotel early that morning as truckers scrambled to get to their destinations or to find alternate routes to avoid the snowstorm. For that reason, I thought the hotel would be empty tonight and I looked forward to lying around my room watching TV or reading some magazines until Ranjit Uncle was finish banging his wife before coming to me in order to do the same. But earlier Ranjit Uncle assured me this was going to be a busy night because once the snow hits; any trucker in the area was going to bed down until the storm was over. Since all the other maids worked mornings, it was up to me to service the whole fucking hotel for a possible sold-out night.

By evening, the snow was piling up and the state police closed all roads. Sure enough, the hotel sold out and I was making up the last available room. I would be done for the night as long as I avoided Aunty Preeti. She always manages to found something for me to do, so I knew enough not to head back to the front desk or the mini restaurant. Ranjit Uncle already told me he would be too busy working and won’t be able to visit me tonight. But then he gave me a sly wink telling me that I too would be very busy tonight as well. At the time I didn’t know what that wink meant, but this night was going to turn out to be quite a memorable one for me.

I lingered in the last room – waiting for the guests to come in. Preeti Aunty had called from the front desk to make sure the room was ready.

After a minute or two, I heard feet stomping outside the door, so I acted like I was finishing the bed. Two giants walked into the door. By their complexion they looked to be Italians. The first one stood about 6′ 2′ with a dark five o’clock shadow, big muscular arms and wide chest. I’m guessing he’s in his early thirties. The older man behind him was even bigger and broader in muscle power and awesomeness. He looked be in his early fifties and he was carrying a full beard. Both of them were exceptionally handsome in that rugged macho way.

The older guy spoke first, ‘Hey, look at the mint on the pillow,’ meaning me. Even though I was always trying to seduce men, I blushed.

‘Look, Dad, you’re making him feel embarrassed. Isn’t that sweet.’

Dad? I was wondering about the other element I noticed about them. Both men seemed to resemble one another. Now I know why. This was a father-son team. If it was possible the duo became even sexier.

I mumbled something about this being my last room and I was done with work for the night. Their direct flirting had thrown me off a little. The fact they were father and son threw me even further. I was about to leave but the two mammoth men had blocked the doorway as they shook the snow from their coats and stripped out of their winter gear.

‘What’s your name, pumpkin,’ the older guy asked.

Pumpkin! I don’t know why that kind word excited me but it did and I enjoyed the fact they were still flirting with me. A light just flashed in my head. Talk about the ultimate erotic fantasy. Yes this situation definitely had possibilities. ‘Joginder,’ I said in my best shy voice, bowing my head giving off the illusion of submissiveness which Ranjit Uncle taught me was a major turn-on for top-men like himself.

Truckers love it when you act adolescent. The idea of physically dominating and sexually overpowering someone younger and weaker then themselves is a powerful aphrodisiac for them. Control is their foreplay and my youthful appearance was a major plus with them. With my shining blond hair, tan smooth skin, big expressive blue eyes, and perky lips not only could I act the part, in essence, I was the part.

But my two greatest asset at completing this image was the fact I only stood 5′ 5′ with a slender, tightly compact athletic body with svelte muscles that possessed the sweetest, tiniest ass every attached to a guy.

It was taut and firm yet tender to the touch. It has the ability to take on all comers and still maintain its tightness and flexibility. I remembered that first night with Ranjit Uncle when told me it was an ass any top man would love to fuck hard, long and as often as possible – three things I could never get enough of. Add it up I was the perfect bottom.

‘Joginder, that’s a sweet name,’ the older man replied. ‘I’m Manjeet and this here is my son Jagjeet, he’s got the beer – be nice to him and he might give you one.’ He winked at me and patted me on my back with his giant hand, which next to my frame, looked more like a bear’s paw.

Jagjeet carried a case of beer and handed his father a beer and then opened one for himself. He chugged it down in several gulps, wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his green and black shirt, and opened another one.

‘Jagjeet, you’re on your second one and you haven’t even offered anything to our little guest here,’ reprimanded Manjeet.

I took a can and drank the bitter cold one. I didn’t particularly like beer but I thought it would loosen me up. While drinking Jagjeet came up behind me and gave me a reverse bear hug. He held me tight and I thought I felt a hard prick rubbing against my ass. One of his big paws slid through my hair, playing with it like one would stroke a kitten. The smell of beer hung on his breath. ‘You sure have pretty hair, Joginder.’ His other hand rounded my waist and gave it a strong squeeze. ‘And your body is so nice and tiny.’ He squeezed me so hard, it hurt. I let out a little yelp it felt so good.

‘Sorry, Joginder, I don’t know my own strength.’ He loosened his hold on me and I turned to take another look. Staring up at him, I’m guessing he’s at least hundred kgs of pure shredded muscle, and I figuring his old man – who’s an inch or two taller – was carrying a muscle frame at least ten to fifteen kilograms heavier. With my small height and seventy-seven weights, these guys literally towered over me. They were so big and muscular I was beginning to realize just how physically vulnerable I was with them. They could do anything to me and I wouldn’t be able to stop them. It scared the shit out of me but at the same time I was enormously aroused by the prospect at what this father and son team could do to me sexually.

There was something stimulating at being so little compared to their largeness. They were so colossal, so massive with their extreme masculinity, they could literally snap me like a twig with there bare fingers. Being surrounded by all that towering He-Man strength was arousing the hell out of me. Not to mention the fact they were so much older. Thanks to Ranjit Uncle, and the countless of older truckers who have fucked me since moving here, I was a Boy who definitely enjoyed having Daddies. Manjeet said, ‘This old snowstorm has shut down the whole state. You might as well stick around with Jagjeet and I. We got enough booze for a little party. How about it, Joginder?’

I said sure.

‘Well, we’re going to get out of these wet clothes,’ Jagjeet said. I watched as they threw off their clothes and tossed them absently across the room. All they had on now were full body long underwear the material of which clung to their bodies like second skin. I mean these two men were ripped with giant chiseled muscles and the extra large bulges at their respective crotches was slowly hardening. Watching them grow made my knees weak. My anticipation was building at the thought of being sexually manhandled by Daddy Manjeet and his sexy offspring.

‘Hey, Joginder,’ Jagjeet called out to me, ‘it would be mighty awkward for father and me to be sitting around in our underwear and you’re not. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable?’

My dick hardened. This was going exactly where I wanted it to go, but at the moment, it felt a little too fast. Sure getting it on with a father and his son was seriously erotic, but as I mention, these two are gigantic Gays and no question they could do some serious damage – not that I wouldn’t welcome it. But despite all the fucking that has been done to me, I’ve never experience being fucked by two Gays at the same time. Sure I’ve fantasized about it, but could I handle the reality? But I can’t lie…my ass was itching in curiosity.

‘I don’t know. It’s kind of cold.’

‘That’s what this is for,’ Manjeet said confidently. ‘Take a couple of slugs of this and you’ll get a little warmer…fast.’ He passed the bottle around and we took long drags. A warm sizzling sensation numbed my head and worked its way down my body. Like a love potion, it made me feel hornier. The horniest I ever felt and that’s saying a lot.

‘What if we make a little wager,’ Jagjeet said with a sly hint of naughtiness. ‘Say, we drink two beers apiece in less than a minute. If we finish before you, you get down to your jockeys.’

‘That’s a great idea, son,’ Manjeet responded winking his eye at his offspring.

I knew was destined to lose this bet so naturally I readily agreed.

I took a modest sip from my beer but Manjeet and Jagjeet guzzled two cans each in nothing flat. When Jagjeet finished, he smashed both cans against his forehead. His father was a little more refined. He smashed his cans with his big hands. I swallowed hard just imagining what those powerful hands could do to my tiny body. He tossed them towards the trashcan. He missed both times. Jagjeet tried tossing his as well, and he missed too. Shit, these two guys had been in the room less than ten minutes and it look like a tornado had blown through.

‘I guess you lose, Joginder. Let’s see your stuff.’

I finished my beer with three quick gulps. By now I was feeling sexy and cocky. I slipped off my shirt and pants until all I had on were my tight white wife-beater and boxer briefs. I did a little dance for them. My growing dick formed a noticeable bulge in my briefs. Manjeet whistled in appreciation. ‘That’s nice, Joginder,’ Jagjeet said in a low voice dripping with lust, ‘but we said get comfortable. You look like you might be a little uncomfortable in those briefs.’ He reached out and grabbed it, twisting and squeezing it hard. I yelped like a puppy dog as fire began flaming throughout my body.

Manjeet laughed. I wasn’t going to make it that easy for them despite my eagerness to be used. ‘I thought you said underwear,’ I responded with mock indignation.

‘Dad, did I say underwear?’ Jagjeet turned to Manjeet for confirmation.

‘You did say underwear, son.’

‘Sorry, Joginder, I guess I lied to you. What I meant to say was naked; you wouldn’t want to be walking around in your underwear with two other naked guys, would you?’ He stood up with his hand still on my cock. He was directly in front of me, easily showing off his huge physical dominance compared to my slender frame, as I bent my head all the way back in order to stared up into eyes that were turning dark and determine. Releasing my dick, Jagjeet grabbed me with both his hands and literally ripped my T-shirt from my body throwing the shredded material across the room. Damn if that forceful gesture didn’t make me feel sexy all over. Gently the back of his knuckles slid across my hairless, hard chest. He gave my nipple a gentle tug when his hand stopped there. He whispered into my ear, ‘Come on, Joginder. Father and I want to show you a good time.’

I was visibly shaking and there was no question both men were enjoying it. The heat of Jagjeet’s towering dominance was overwhelming. That mixture of slight fear and eager sexual arousal had done it for me.

I sat down on the bed and slid my underwear off. My hard cock stood flat up against my smooth ab-encrusted stomach. More whistling came from Manjeet who was now nude. The man was simply packed with heavy, veins and muscles. A thick layer of dark fur covered his balloon chest that tapered down across his solid, extremely well-developed abs. His arms were like bowling balls and his legs like tree trunks. He was Zeus come to life.

He quickly moved toward me. ‘Son, look at this young fellow.’ Manjeet grabbed onto my stiff cock. ‘He sure does look mighty interested in having a little fun?’

I fell back onto the bed. Manjeet’s hand slid from my cock and he skillfully flipped me over on my stomach. He slapped me hard on my ass, which made me arch my back moaning submissively. ‘Look at that Jagjeet! Joginder got himself a nice, firm little ass. Look how plump it is. Just right for plowing, wouldn’t you say son?’

Like his father, Jagjeet tested my ass by reaching over and giving me a hard sounding slap on my buttocks. ‘Aw shit,’ he proclaimed, ‘It’s going to be so much fun sharing this ass with , Dad!’

Jagjeet gave me another hard whack before yanking off his long sleeve underwear shirt. Like his father Jagjeet torso was thick with dark hair but while Manjeet was more heavyset with rippling muscles, Jagjeet’s muscular physique was more defined and streamline but he was just as impressive as his old man in definition. No question these two men took pride at keeping themselves in fantastic shape. If his father was Zeus, then surely Jagjeet was Apollo. They made a brilliant contrast in masculine perfection. Looking at them and knowing I’m able to savagely use by both father and son at the same time had my adrenaline speeding in overdrive. Manjeet stood next to Jagjeet by the bed. ‘Spread those cheeks, Joginder, show us how tight your hole is.’

I put one hand on each ass cheek and pulled them apart. They both started laughing.

‘Ohoo, that’s some tight hole,’ said Jagjeet. ‘My cock surely is going to feel warm and comfortable inside there. Keep it open Joginder while I get out of my underwear pants.’

I kept it open until I felt a finger with lube pushing its way inside me. ‘Holy shit, Dad, this is one tight ass. Put your finger in for a minute and feel how good it is.’

Jagjeet’s finger popped out and Manjeet’s pushed his equally large callous finger in for a few seconds, then he put a second finger in, twisted it, then pushed in a third. With each finger inside me, my dick grew harder, stiffer and wetter. Manjeet’s fingers were driving me crazy. For a second I thought I would blow my load. Those three large fingers were pushing up brilliantly against my prostate.

Damn, I needed so much to be fucked. I pushed back and forth on those fingers as if they were a cock, hopefully showing them how much I ready to be mounted, as I purred and meowed like a sex-staved kitten. God, I was sounding more and more like Preeti Aunty everyday.

More laughter came from Manjeet and Jagjeet. ‘This is one hot little slut. I think, since I got my fingers up Joginder’s pussy, it only seems right I get first claim,’ smirked Manjeet.

‘Dad, I had first dibs,’ Jagjeet said. ‘I was just letting you feel how tight it was. Now you’re stalking a claim?’

Ignoring that, Manjeet kept pushing all three fingers in and out of me. Pre-cum oozed out of my cock as my whimpering only increased. ‘Joginder, think you can manage to blow my son here while I’m fucking this juicy ass of yours?’

I took a deep breath because, in truth, he was driving me crazy with lust. All I could think of was why were they taking so long. Fuck me already. Finally I let my feelings known.

‘Fuck, yes, I’ll blow him. Whatever you want, I’ll do it. Just fuck me. Please I need it!’

Manjeet’s fingers nimbly rotated in my ass. I let out a desperate moan.

‘Oh, all right, I’ll take sloppy seconds,’ pouted Jagjeet. The younger trucker came around to my head. I could see his cock now and my eyes flew opened. I had ten solid, thick inches of prick pushing against my face. There was a rank sweating smell coupled with the stench of stale urine coming from his huge cock. His pee slit glistened. My mouth fell on top of his stiff rod. I pushed down until I felt the tip of his cock collide with my tonsils. He huge prick took my breath away for a second, my whole mouth filled with cock. Then I gradually moved my mouth up his pole, dragging my tongue against his warm member. I began sucking on it hard the way Ranjit Uncle taught me to do while munching down on his thick jackhammer. It was now Jagjeet’s turn to moan.

‘Shiiit! D-dad! This boy is one awesome cocksucker. Someone taught this bitch well. Aww, fuck! I think you may have made a bad bargain here.’

He held my head tightly, sawing my throat with long, deep thrusts, banging his thick nuts against my chin. I gagged for a moment but I kept sucking as we quickly establish an easy groove. ‘See, what I mean?’ he grunted. ‘This little piglet knows how to suck a man’s cock!’

Manjeet pulled his fingers out of my ass and came over to watch me suck off his son. ‘Well, now, Jagjeet the night is young. I’m sure there will be time for me to give Joginder’s mouth a try.’ He mussed my hair affectionately.

Jagjeet gave Manjeet a light fist to the stomach. ‘Damn Dad, first you took my ass, now you’re trying to horn in on my blowjob. You got an ass to play with – don’t be fucking with my shit.’

‘Don’t worry son, I’m not going to interfere on your fun,’ Manjeet said wrapping a fatherly arm around Jagjeet’s shoulder as he continued watching his son fuck my face with more rampant determination. ‘Take all the time you want. I want you to shoot buckets full of cum in Joginder’s mouth. Give our little friend a good helping of the special brand of spunk we will be giving him all night. We both will be taking turns. While I’m fucking that pretty face, you’ll be banging the shit out of his pussy.’

‘Yeah, you got that right Dad,’ Jagjeet sneered down at me as he fingers gripped tighter around my head while continuously choking me with his fiery cock. ‘But before you start fucking him, why don’t your bring me a beer. No reason I can’t drink and get sucked off at the same time, isn’t that right, Joginder?’ He completely deep-throated his rim rod in my mouth as he held me there in an iron grab until I felt like I was suffocating. He released it again when I started to gag. After taking a breath I quickly woofed his cock back down my throat. That slab of meat tasted incredible as I began milking it like a baby calf would drink for his mother’s tits.

Manjeet put a beer in Jagjeet’s hand. This was the first time I got a close look at Manjeet’s cock. He was even longer then his son. Easily eleven inches long but that wasn’t worrying me. It was the thickness. Jagjeet was amazingly huge, but Manjeet was down right massive. Hell, I didn’t think it was possible but Manjeet was even thicker then Ranjit Uncle! It was a genuine beer-can-sized monster. He was going to stretch my asshole to the limit. ‘Hey, Dad, I think your cock is scaring Joginder, he’s choking again.’

‘Give him a sip of your beer, that’ll calm him down.’

Jagjeet looked at his father as if he was crazy. ‘Damn, give him a slip of your beer, Dad. I’ll be damned if I let him drink off of mine. Hell, you never know where his lips have been.’ With that he pushed his cock even deeper into my mouth.

They roared with laughter at Jagjeet’s little joke but he pulled his cock out for a minute and let me take a long sip of his beer. ‘How’s it going down there, Joginder, having a good time?’

I took another big slug, said yeah, and went back to sucking cock. When I got comfortable again, I pushed my ass in the air so Manjeet would get the idea I was ready for some serious fucking.

‘Oh sorry, Joginder, I’ve been neglecting you haven’t I? Don’t worry pumpkin, I’m about to take care of you right now.’ Lubing himself up as well as my ass, Manjeet pushed his stiff member into my asshole. My ass stretched until I couldn’t take it. I lifted my head off of Jagjeet’s prick and howled, ‘Ahh shit, you’re killing me with that monster. It’s too…’

Jagjeet didn’t let me finish. He grabbed my head and forcibly shoved his rigid cock back down my throat. ‘Don’t worry, Joginder, you got to feel the pain to feel the pleasure. Believe me when the pain fades you are going to love his cock. Keeping sucking on me boy. It’ll take your mind off what father is doing behind ya.’

Manjeet slurped down the rest of his beer. I heard the empty beer crash against the wall. Manjeet’s cock jabbed me quickly, trying to push further into my narrow tunnel. I wanted to protest but Jagjeet’s hands held my head firmly as he forcibly made me deep-throat him fiercely with my tongue gliding, mouth jack-hammering it, and it did occupy my mind while Manjeet’s prick continued pushing its way up my hole. At one point the pain was so great tears fell from my eyes. Sweat covered my body like I was having some fever attack. Finally, the intense ass-piercing pain broke into prick-hardening pleasure – pleasure that had me drowning in delirium.

My adrenaline exploded like a rocket ship out of hell. My blood set to boil as I pushed my ass back to engulf all of Manjeet’s cock as he slammed his monster rod in me. Manjeet and I got in a rhythm where he pushed in and I pushed back at the same time. The sensation sent me into a frenzy of wanton hunger for that mammoth slab of meat as I began squeezing my ass muscles tighter around that delicious cock trying my best to suck as much inside me as possible.

My ass play was having the desire effect on Manjeet. The power stud went into overdrive as his overly large hands griped around my slender hips. From the tightest of his hands I knew he had no intention at letting me go. Like a raging bull he rushed his powertool further in me and with such rampant force my body literally began vibrating from the intense fucking velocity. Jagjeet was right, seldom had I come across a sex beast who was awarding me such a savage fucking as Manjeet was currently giving him. Not even Ranjit Uncle with all his robust power and skills was able to drum up this much excitement in me as I was getting from this monster trucker. Manjeet pulled almost every inch of his eleven inch tool out for the pure joy of slamming it back in again to the hilt. But no matter how forcefully he went after me my tight sphincter refused to let go. Manjeet fucked me with fierce energy and his cock was so hard that I yelp each time it hit bottom. The sound of which was mumbled as Jagjeet’s cock was still deeply inside my throat as I continued munching down eagerly on that tasty sausage stuffed in my mouth.

Manjeet slapped my ass hard. ‘Yeah boy, that’s the spirit. I knew your shithole was going to love my cock,’ he growled at me. ‘Hey, Jagjeet, I’m done with my beer, I need a cigaretteette. Toss them over here?’ Jagjeet grabbed a pack of cigaretteettes and a lighter from the nightstand and threw them towards his dad. They fell on the bed out of Manjeet’s reach.

‘Say, Joginder, can you hand father the cigaretteettes and the lighter?’ My shaking hands groped around the bed until I felt them and passed them back. Manjeet gave me another hard slap on the ass. ‘Good work, Joginder,’ he said.

The combination of beer and cigaretteettes began mixing with the reek smell of raunchy sex filling the room as sweat began raining down on my back from their glistening, powerful hairy bodies as Manjeet and Jagjeet gangbanged me with their thick cocks from both ends. It was clear this father-son team has done this plenty of times. They quickly developed a move of perfect harmony as their iron hands gripped tightly around my hips and head making me immovable as they continuously force me to serve them simultaneously. I could hear them praise each other on their expert skills, laughing and joking, calling me all type of insulting, slutty names as they savagely consumed me. Every inch of my body was convulsing. My blood pressure was spinning out of control and my head and ass felt like they were on the verge of exploding. I was sure my hard dick was about to split in half. I was completely under their control dominance and the sensation was incredible!

The phone began ranging.

‘Shit, who can that be?’

‘Probably Daljit,’ Manjeet grunted banging me hard. ‘I saw him in the lobby, told him to give us a call later, come up and have a few beers.’

‘Shit, I am almost ready to blow,’ Jagjeet groaned as his pushed further into my wet mouth.

Manjeet laughed while he gave me a couple of nice long strokes up my ass. ‘Good, let him know what he’s missing. I bet if he hears you cumming, he’ll be up here faster than lightning.’ Manjeet grabbed my ass tighter in his grip, embedding his nails in my heated flesh as he drove his dick further in. I yelped and purred squeezing my chute as I welcomed each blow.

Jagjeet answered the phone while I continued slurping on his cock, licking the pee slit and sliding my mouth down his hot shaft. ‘Hello.’

There was a little pause. ‘No, you come on up to our room, we got ourselves a sex pig working hard on Dad’s and my cock.’ Another pause. ‘Some slutty teenager. Yeah I know…fucking hot! He’s real short and cute looking. Little shit aren’t nothing’ but cum bucket.’ Another pause. ‘You got anything better? No…I am not making this shit up.’

Yet another pause. ‘Daljit doesn’t believe me, Dad.’

‘Put the phone down by Joginder while he is sucking your cock, so he can hear.’

Jagjeet covered the phone. ‘Hey, Joginder, you might get another couple of cocks to play with if you make it sound good.’ He gave me a knowing wink. I understood. I began to loudly lap his cock head. Jagjeet provided the other sound effects: ‘Oh shit, Joginder, keep going. I think I am ready.’ Jagjeet cradled the phone under his ear and continued to fuck my mouth as he tightens his grip around my head. ‘Oh, shit Daljit, I’m cumming.!

The first shots of hot man juice spurted into my mouth. ‘Oh, man, Daljit! The little slut is even hotter then I thought. Man, the bitch swallows!’

I swallowed what seemed to be a truckload. There was so much some of the creamy, tangy liquid it gushed and oozed out of the corners of my mouth dipping off my chin. I nearly choked on it but I greedily kept drinking it down. Ranjit Uncle taught me a true cocksucker always drink every ounce of a man’s spunk and I was nothing but an obedient student. At the last spurt, I pulled my mouth off, licking the last bits of Jagjeet’s cum off his still harden cock.

‘Ah fuck, Daljit,’ Jagjeet yelled into the phone with a shaky voice. ‘You should see him! His mouth is full of cum and the little slut is lapping it up like a greedy pig!’ Jagjeet held the phone to my mouth. ‘Hey Joginder, talk to Daljit, tell him what Dad’s doing to ya.’

I took the phone in one hand and balanced myself on the other. I savored the taste of Jagjeet’s cum as I took a deep breath. Manjeet’s cock was all the way in me, I could feel his balls slapping hard against my ass as he fucked me like a maniac. The loud smacking sounds filled the room as my nimble body shook with each sound and forceful bang.

‘Hey, Daljit!’ I said into the phone with a trembling, haggard voice. ‘Oh man, M-Manjeet’s cock is t-t-tearing my tiny l-little asshole apart. Sshiiit, at first, I though he was-was-ooh- putting a hot sword up-up my ass but it feels so-so awesome now and Jagjeet is get-getting ready to do…do-do me next! Urrrh, sh-iitt…I-I can’t get-get-get enough c-cock up my tiny ass! Unngh..fuu-uck…ahh…sh-iitt…he’ssss doing me soooo goood…so-sooo fuucckkiinngg!!! I-I w-want m-m-m-more…need more c-c-cock!!’

Now it was Manjeet’s turn to shoot and the man simply lost control. Howling like an untamed savage, Manjeet began erupting his load deep within me. The force was so great it felt like the spunk would go shooting out of my mouth.

Manjeet is long-dicking me so-sss-sooo g-good! Oh, shee-it, he’s filling my ass with a mountain of cum…and Jagjeet is lubing himself up r-r-right NOW!! Ahhh…shit! He’s going to use his big f-fat dick to fuck his father’s cum back up inside my ass! Ahh Goood! Fuck-fuck-fuucckk! I want to fuck some m-m-more! More Dick!! Fuck me harder…HARDER!! Unngh..Ahhh!! AHH-SHEE-IITTT!!!’

I dropped the phone as Manjeet forceful banging hard my face smashing hard into the mattress of the bed, the fabric of the comforter rubbing sharply against my cheeks as he continued banging hard. Manjeet was at the point of no return. He was letting loose on me like no body’s business as his loud, growling voice filled the room. Ah God it felt so good. So fucking, fucking good!!

My asshole gripped Manjeet’s cock as he continued growling and grunting shooting his hot wad deep into my greedy ass as cum shot from my bloated prick.

To be continued soon ……………………..