Indian Gay sex story – Trucker’s Dhaba-cum-hotel – 3

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Daljit screamed from the phone on the bed, ‘I’ll be right up!!’

By the time he got there my arms and legs were wrapped around Jagjeet’s board shoulders and powerfully thick waist as he had me straddled and pinned against the wall thrusting his huge hog up my ass at a fever pitch. I was sluttishly kissing him hard, my hands gripping the back of his head. His physical strength was stimulating the hell out of me as he continued piston-whipping my hungry ass. Manjeet was sitting in a chair drinking another can of beer as he watched us leisurely stroking his huge cock back to hardness. I knew he was just waiting for another go around.

‘I hope you don’t mind I bought a couple of other guys.’ Two other men followed Daljit into the room.

Jagjeet bellowed, ‘Thank God, the reinforcement has finally arrived. My dick is raw from fucking. Shit if this little piglet can’t get enough. I’ll be finish with him in a sec and then the three of you can have at him.’ Jagjeet refocused his attention back on me as he drove his cock deeper and harder in me as my cries of ecstasy filled the room.

‘Boy, you guys weren’t joking.’ Daljit said licking his lips hungrily at me. ‘You got a nice piece of ass there.’

‘Nice?’ Manjeet laughed. ‘Shit that ass is incredible. You guys grab a beer and sit back and enjoy the show.’

While Manjeet gave Daljit and his friend some beer I decided to give them a real show. I started whaling and heaving as I grip my limbs tighter around Jagjeet begging him to fuck me harder, teasing him that his old man did a better job at slamming his cock inside me, which only enraged and energized Jagjeet at going after me with more zeal. All the while my eyes stared lustfully at Daljit and his two friends as I licked and bit into Jagjeet’s ear luridly as he chewed down hard on my exposed, sweaty neck.

Jagjeet was now fucking me like an uncontrollable sex machine. The brute force of his banging had me slamming hard against the wall. The other men in the room was egging and cheering him on like craze fans shouting at a sporting event. I tighten myself harder around him, begging and whimpering for more. My eyes began rolling in the back of my head and I was beginning to see stars.

Just over an hour ago I was uncertain if I could handle two wild tuckers fucking me simultaneously, but now the idea of being the centerpiece of a full-blown gangbang had my blood racing with excitement. I wanted those Gay truckers to know they had a prime slut just eager to be use and I wanted it as nasty as possible.

It did the trick. The three Gays couldn’t get out of their clothes fast enough. Strip bare they were as tall, hairy and as big muscled as Manjeet and Jagjeet. They all ranged in ages between late thirties to late forties. Like the father-son team, hey were also thickly hung like horses as they feverishly stroked themselves to hardness. I had five Daddies who were hungry to get at me. I was in slut-boy paradise!

‘Shit, Jagjeet,’ Daljit shouted. ‘Finish up with the slut so we can get our hands on him!’

‘FUCK!!’ And with that Jagjeet unload a gusher of cum deep inside me.

Jagjeet had barely pulled his spent cock out of me, when Daljit and his friends grabbed and threw me roughly on the bed. They were all over me within seconds as their big, heartless hands fondled my nude sweaty body quite unabashedly and intimately. The white-heat urgency in their eyes made it clear what they wanted. They took turns fucking me, and like Manjeet and Jagjeet, those studs had a lot of robust stamina as they slammed and stuffed themselves in my well-used openings at an alarmingly fast rate.

It was amazing how turned on these huge muscular Gay bears got seeing each other in action as they banged out of a little pup like myself. At one point I was force to satisfy all three beefy cocks at a the same time using both my cavities to spurt their pent up juices with Daljit fucking my rear with his nine and a half inch cock as his two friends took turns stuffing their hot nine inches in my soaked mouth.

Soon Manjeet and Jagjeet joined us and I found myself surrounded by five, savage Gay truckers determined as hell to get their equal share of the little pup caught in the middle with their massive leaking cocks ready for action.

They came after me relentlessly. They were so focus at satisfying their needs they began tearing at me with animalistic intensity. They fed off each other’s primal instinct as they devoured me taking turns shoving and stuffing my mouth and ass with their overblown cocks. They drank and smoked while cheering each other on as they thrash me about the bed, throwing me in all different type of positions with the ease of a rag doll as they continued gangbanging me throughout the night.

These raunchy He-Men kept my ass and throat thoroughly filled with cock and cum until I was drowning in it. The sweat running off my body felt as if I was swimming in a rank swamp. The liquid dripped into my eyes and it burned, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was more. The raw stench coming off our collective bodies was additive.

Naturally there came a point where all this attention was becoming a little overwhelming. But when I showed signs I needed some moments to rest it only fed into their boisterous exuberance. Wolfish testosterone went into overdrive as their onslaught became even more vigorous, more masculine as they were collective turned on by the idea of forcing themselves on me as I whimpered and struggled helplessly against them. The more I fought and begged, the more excitedly aggressive they became. I was totally defenseless as they ravished me mercilessly. Now I only pretended to struggle against them when in fact I secretly used my ‘helpless’ pleading as a form at egging them on.

With the help of his friends stretching and pinning me down, Daljit and Jagjeet began double-fucking me. I let out a long scream of ecstasy as those two began throttling my widening asshole with their mammoth cocks. I didn’t think I would have been able to handle them as the same time. They’re so fucking big! But the thrill of them hammering their weapons in me simultaneously had quickly become intoxicating. Having those giant slabs of flesh riding up and kissing my inflamed prostate had me howling, begging and pleading for more. Manjeet crawled up on the bed and began stuffing his hard, leaking cock feverishly down my throat and choking me good with it as the other guys cheered him on.

By the time Jagjeet and Daljit exploded inside me, Daljit’s friends were quickly replacing them stuffing their huge dicks firmly up my cum-soaked gaping hole. They were just as intense as Jagjeet and Daljit in their fucking as I continuously swallowed down Manjeet’s ever hard cock. I had truly died and had gone to slut heaven. The brute strength in which these men were using against me in order to fuck the hell out of my tiny body was incredible!

‘Fucking s-shiittt,’ Manjeet hissed, shooting his huge load deep in the my throat, ‘this bitch here is one serious talented slut!!’ Daljit’s friends grunted the same as they began unloading their equally giant load of seed deep inside me as well.

By the time they finally got me on my feet I had had eleven loads of cum shot up my ass, nine down my throat, and several more dumped all over my reek body. Kneeling me onto the floor they used me as a human toilet splattering their urine over my body and hair.

They refused to allow me to shower as mountains of semen, body sweat and raunchy urine began drying on my reeking smelling skin. After Daljit and his friends left to go off to their rooms I crawled in between Manjeet and Jagjeet in bed for a much-needed rest as I drifted off to sleep.

My nap didn’t last long. I was awakened before dawn with Manjeet slapping his heavy cock roughly against my lips and Jagjeet pressing his thick cock against my ass.

‘Wake up pumpkin,’ Manjeet growled at me. ‘My son and I have two hours before we’re back on the road and we want to give you a proper send-off.’

And boy did they ever. They tightly tied my wrists to the headboard of the bed and for the next two hours both men had dumped two separate loads in my mouth and up my ass as well as spraying my body with a healthy load of pee from their large fountains.

By the time they left I was laying spread eagled on bed sheets, spent, wasted and quenched in musky sweat and other raunchy fluids as cum and urine slowly dripped from my open ass. Surprisingly my ass only had a slight hum to it instead of the raging pain I was sure I would be feeling. Yeah, Ranjit Uncle was right, my ass can take a good licking but it always seems to be able to keep on ticking.

I was breathing hard trying to collect myself when I heard voices from the other side of the door. It sounded like mumbled laughter. Suddenly the door opened and Ranjit Uncle walked calmly thought stuffing what looks to be money in his shirt pocket. I wasn’t smart enough to connect the bundle of cash and what had just happened to me during the night – at first.

‘I see that you were pretty busy last night,’ Ranjit Uncle said licking his lips gleefully as his eyes roamed my body, stopping when he saw the truckers’ semen leaking out of my nicely loose yet still tightly, firmed asshole.

‘What are you doing here,’ I asked alarmingly. I was nervous. As I mention I’ve been getting these extra fucks on the side. My uncle didn’t know about them and I didn’t want to get in trouble. I tried to get up but my body was simply too exhausted not to mention my hands were still tied to the bed. ‘It’s not what you think.’

Ranjit Uncle laughed hard. I guess that last remark from me was kind of stupid. The evidence covering my body showed otherwise.

‘Boy you don’t need to be nervous. I’ve known for a long time you’ve been whoring yourself around here to the truckers. In fact…’

At which point Ranjit Uncle dug back into his shirt pocket pulling out the large dough of cash waving it in his hand. ‘Instead of you giving it up for free, I decided to have those truckers pay up for it. I’ve been renting you out for months, and I got to say, you and that shitty, sweet ass of yours have been pretty damn profitable.’

My heart raced and my mind did flip-flops. My own uncle has been prostituting me out and has been making large sums of money thanks to it. Shit if that didn’t turn me the fuck on! I couldn’t help but think what mother would say about her own brother whoring her baby boy out for money! I smirked wickedly.

‘I’ve already lined up three truckers for you for the rest of the week and I just made arrangements with Manjeet and Jagjeet. They’re coming back this weekend and their three friends are coming along. That’s an easy grand for one night’s work. Apparently you’re one terrific gangbang. I think I’ll join them the next time around!’

He started peeling off his clothes and soon I was staring at his steel-hard body and monster cock. ‘Shit if you don’t look good all tied up, boy. I don’t know why I haven’t thought about that. All that cum stuffed up your ass, I won’t need to lube myself up!’

I knew protesting would be fruitless. Besides this new information at knowing my own uncle was pimping me out to truckers had my blood racing. I always knew I was born to be a slut, now it was official. And from what Ranjit Uncle said, I’ll be served out to at least three more clients before the week is over, and from there, Manjeet, Jagjeet and their friends will be gangbanging me again this weekend, with Ranjit Uncle joining them.

Any exhaustion had vanished. I was raging for sex and the heat that was exuding from Ranjit Uncle’s hungry body was irresistible as he prove to be correct about the mountain of cum coating my chute as he penetrated me with awesome ease.

He fucked me with thirsty energy, banging his mammoth power tool in my sweaty, moist asshole as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling his titanic muscular body directly on top of me, feeding my tongue deeply down his throat. The loud banging of the headboard hitting against the wall as he slapped his rod deep within me filled the room as the sounds of my whimpering and moaning traveled down Ranjit Uncle’s windpipes.

I couldn’t help but silently send my mother a lot of thanks at being wise enough at having me come and live here with her brother.

Thanks to Ranjit Uncle and all the extracurricular activities he has lined up for me, mother sending me here to the Trucker’s Hotel will no question make me the best man any man could pay for.

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