Indian Gay sex story — Visit to India

My first visit to India

I born in London,UK..in the year 1987…now I am 26 years old…my name is Harris…generally known as Hari…6’3” tall…well built…lots of girls and boys like to make friendship with me…you know here in London…everything you do…no one question…
I completed my education…doing post graduate in business…my parents suggest me to to go on world tour…especially India, China and Japan…and get some feeling of business…my parents never like like me to work under someone….thats why he was telling me to have business…successful business man…for that he was suggesting to have business tour to different countries…..
My father arranged someone in various countries….to help me for stay and other facilities….I packed my things…and start to visit…. first India….
This is my first visit to India, and my host was being kind to arranged some house boy for me…..his name is Habib. My host said that Habib would assist my every need, and that is just what he did–and more.
I followed Habib to my room in the guest house. This is a beautiful house …near lake in the front …and garden all around…I never saw so much beautiful house…in London area…..
The first floor contained a sitting room, kitchen and TV lounge…..and upstairs has two rooms and attached bathroom…Itook one room…its well decorated…with big TV…and large windows…..with big Balcony…..I told Habib…bring my suitcase here …I will be in this room…
Then I went to see other room…this room had one double bed…and other facilities…..I thought…I will tell Habib to stay here instead he goes to his house every night…..and its far also…
When Habib brought my suitcase…I told him
“Habib….I might need you every time…why not you get your stufffrom your home and stay in this second room….its more handy for me…and its more easy for you too…”
Habib said “that’s a good idea….my house is far away…andits getting lot of trouble to catch buses to reach home daily….I will check with my parents…thenI will move here as long as you here…”
I said “Habib …before I get ease…why not we will go to your home and check with your parents….if its okay …then bring your suitcase too…”
Habib said “that’s a good idea…I will call the driver..which is assigned to you with the new Car…Okay”
I said “Go ahead…and call him…in this way I can meet your Parents too…”

Habib call the Driver …driver came and bring the new Chevy “IMPALA”…..so we went to Habib’s house….and their he introduced me to his parents…they were happy to meet me….and they let Habib goes with me to stay…as a houseboy..
Habib carried my suitcases up and said “Sir I will help to unpack your suitcase….”
And he said “Sir…while I am unpacking….its better to go have a shower and get you fresh…after a long journey…. Come with me Sir..”
I interrupted and said “don’t call me sir…just call me Harris or “Hari”…you are not here as a servant….you are here as my younger brother…or friend….Okay Habib”
Habib get very excited and said “Hari…will be okay…I like your name…”
He take me to shower. …and then left me alone to see to the suitcases. I soaked in the hot tub for about 15 minutes when Habib came in…to see me.. ..not saying a word… he knelt down at the side of the tub… took a large cloth… and began to rub my back..
I told him “Habib…its very good feeling…the way you washing me and rubbing me”
He said “Now sink down and raise your legs”.
He proceeded to wash each leg slowly from my feet to my crotch. As he moved up my thigh, my cock getting hard..
Habib didn’t take notice, but continued washing my legs.
When he finished, he said “Now to come out from bath…”
He prepared a large warm towel to receive me, and patted me until I was dry. He then led me into the bedroom. I found the bed cleared of suitcases and the linens neatly smoothed out. He took the towel from me, leaving me standing in the nude…
I told him “I needed to dress for dinner”
He said “there is plenty of time”
He said “If you would like to lie down on the bed… I will relieve you of all your stress.”
This sounded great, so I lay down on my stomach, and Habib gave me the best message I had ever had. Habib was about 18 years old… a tall, slim Indian boy from Hyderabad with a wave of jet-black hair. He wore a short sleeve shirt, open at the collar. He wore a pair of light colored shorts. He was well developed for 18 with hairles legs. After massaging my back….
Habib told me “Now roll over”…
I said “I would if he did me a favor”.
He said “Anything you desire.”
I asked “if you also undress, too”.
He said “Certainly. I would be most happy to oblige.”
I watched as he quickly stripped.I rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed… Habib was magnificent in the nude. His chest was almost hairless…
His thick, circumcised cock hung down about 7 inches and was hairless.
“Let me stroke you,” I said. He approached, and I took his cock in my hands. I gently manipulated him, and he got harder and harder. Then I knelt down, and began sucking. First slowly and gently, and then harder. I caressed his balls and rubbed the back of his ass…
He began groaning “Aahhh, Hari… You are making me feel …