Sameer Vikram ki Lust gay sex story

Sameer Vikram ki Lust gay sex story

Vikram ne darwaza zor se dhakka dekar khola. Uske jism se paseene ki teekhi, mardana mahak uth rahi thi jo poore kamre mein phail gayi. Uska grey gym t-shirt uske chaude kandhon aur phule hue chest se chipka hua tha, paseene ki wajah se kapda transparent ho gaya tha, jiske neeche uske muscles ki har lakeer saaf dikh rahi thi.

Uske biceps pump ho chuke the, veins uski skin ke neeche saanp ki tarah ragad rahi thi.
Sameer kone mein khada tha, uski saansein tez chal rahi thi. Usne Vikram ko dekha aur uska gala sookh gaya. Vikram ki woh raw, masculine energy Sameer ko hamesha se pagal karti thi.

“Abhi tak yahin khada hai? Hatt raste se, kutte,” Vikram ne bhari aur rukhi awaaz mein kaha.

Usne Sameer ko ek jhatke se side kiya aur seedha bathroom ki taraf badha. Sameer wahi khada raha, apni ungliyon ko masalte hue, Vikram ki us mardana mahak ko apne phephadon mein bharta hua. Uska lund uski pant ke andar sakht ho chuka tha, kapde ko phaadne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Bathroom se paani girne ki awaaz aayi. Sameer darwaze ke paas jaakar khada ho gaya, apni saans rok kar. Usne darwaze ki darar se jhaankne ki koshish ki.
Vikram shower ke neeche khada tha.

Paani uske muscles se takra kar neeche gir raha tha. Usne apne haath apne chest par phere, phir neeche gaya. Uska lund, jo pehle se hi adha khada tha, ab poori tarah sakht ho chuka tha. Woh mota tha, uski nasen ubhri hui thi, aur uska top laal aur garam dikh raha tha.
Vikram ne apni mutthi apne lund ke chaaron taraf kas li. Usne zor se saans li aur apne lund ko upar neeche karna shuru kiya.
“Ah… fuck,” Vikram ne ghurrate hue kaha.

Sameer ne dekha kaise Vikram ki mutthi lund ki skin ko peeche dhakelti thi aur phir wapas le aati thi. Uska haath tezi se chal raha tha, aur paani ke beech mein uski skin ki ragad ki awaaz saaf sunayi de rahi thi. Vikram ne apna sir peeche ki taraf jhukaya, uski gardan ki nasen tan gayi thi.
“Uff… haan.bas thoda aur,” Vikram ne khud se kaha, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si tadap thi.
Achanak, Vikram ka jism thartharaya.

Usne apni mutthi aur zor se kas li aur ek gehri cheekh maari. Safed, gaadha cum paani ki dhaar ke beech mein uchla aur uski chest aur pet par phail gaya. Vikram ne kuch der tak apni saansein sambhali, phir apne lund ko dhoya aur shower band kar diya.
Vikram jab bahar aaya, toh usne apne gile baal jhatke. Usne apne gym boxers utaare, jin par abhi bhi paseena aur thoda sa cum laga hua tha, aur unhe bed par phenk diya.

“Main thodi der sone ja raha hoon. Khana ready rakhna,” Vikram ne hukm diya aur dusre kamre mein chala gaya.
Sameer ke liye yeh pal intezaar ka tha. Jaise hi Vikram ke kadmon ki awaaz door hui, Sameer lapak kar bed ki taraf bada. Usne woh boxers uthaye. Unse mardana paseene aur taaze cum ki ek aisi mahak aa rahi thi jisne Sameer ke dimaag ko sunn kar diya.
“Oh god… Vikram..Vikram ki khushbu,” Sameer ne phisphisate hue kaha.

Usne boxers ko apne chehre par ragda. Usne apni aankhein band ki aur unhe zor se soongha. Uska dimaag ghum raha tha. Phir usne dheere se apni jeebh bahar nikali aur us jagah ko chaatna shuru kiya jahan Vikram ka lund touch hota tha.
Woh cum abhi bhi thoda geela tha. Uska swaad namkeen aur kadwa tha, lekin Sameer ke liye yeh kisi amrit se kam nahi tha. Woh pagalpan mein un boxers ko chaatne laga, jaise woh Vikram ke jism ko hi chaat raha ho. Usne kapde ko apne mooh mein le liya, use chabane laga, uski har ek boond ko apne gale se neeche utaarne ki koshish karne laga.

“Tumhara sab kuch mera hai… Vikram… tumhara sab kuch,” Sameer ne haanpte hue kaha.
Tabhi, ek bhari awaaz ne kamre ki khamoshi ko cheer diya.
“Toh tu yahi kar raha tha, saale gande kutte?”
Sameer ka jism jhatke se kaanp utha. Usne mudkar dekha. Vikram darwaze par khada tha, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi—gussa aur kuch aur, jo bahut khatarnaak tha.

Vikram ne use dekha, phir un gile boxers ko dekha jo Sameer ke mooh mein the.
Sameer ne hadbadahat mein boxers neeche gira diye. Uska chehra sharam se laal tha, aur uske honthon par abhi bhi Vikram ka cum laga tha.
“V-Vikram… woh… main… mujhe maaf kar do,” Sameer haklane laga, uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Vikram ne ek kadam aage badhaya.

Uska aura poore kamre ko bhar raha tha. Usne Sameer ka collar pakda aur use ek jhatke se bed par patak diya.
“Maaf kar do? Tune mere underwear ko chaata? Tu itna bada bhookha hai mere liye?” Vikram ne uske chehre ke ekdum kareeb aakar kaha. Uska saans Sameer ke chehre par garam lag raha tha.

“Haan… haan, Vikram… main aapse bahut pyaar karta hoon… please,” Sameer ne rote hue kaha.
Vikram ne ek thandi hansi hasi. Usne Sameer ka collar aur zor se kheencha.
“Pyaar? Isse pyaar nahi kehte, Sameer.

Isse kehte hain kutte wali aadat. Aur kutton ko sikhaya kaise jata hai, pata hai na?”
Vikram ne Sameer ke kapde ek jhatke mein phaad diye. Sameer ne koi virodh nahi kiya; woh bas tadap raha tha. Vikram ne use bed par ulta leta diya aur uski gardan par apna wazan daal diya.

“Aaj tujhe pata chalega ki tu mere liye kya hai. Tu koi mard nahi hai, Sameer. Tu bas ek chuth hai jise main jaisa chahu waisa istemaal kar sakta hoon,” Vikram ne uske kaan mein ghurrate hue kaha.

Vikram ne apna haath uthaya aur Sameer ke gaal par ek zor ka thappad mara. *Chataak!*
Sameer ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin uski gaand uth gayi. Uska jism excitement se kaanp raha tha.
“Bol! Bol ki tu mera kutta hai!” Vikram ne chilla kar kaha.

“Main… main aapka kutta hoon, Vikram! Please, mujhe use karo!” Sameer ne cheekh kar kaha.
Vikram ne uski baal pakad kar uska sir peeche kheencha. “Pehle meri safai kar. Mere armpits chaat. Poore paseene ko saaf kar, ek boond bhi nahi bachni chahiye.”

Vikram ne apna haath uthaya. Uske armpits se abhi bhi gym ka paseena tapak raha tha. Sameer ne bina ek pal soche apni jeebh bahar nikali aur Vikram ke armpit ko chaatna shuru kiya.

“Hmm… aur zor se, saale. Chaat isse,” Vikram ne kaha.
Sameer ne apni jeebh ko Vikram ki skin par ragda, paseene ka namkeen swaad uske mooh mein bhar gaya. Usne Vikram ki skin ko chusa, uski smell ko apne andar utara. Vikram ne uske sar ko aur zor se dabaya, use majboor kiya ki woh har ek kone ko saaf kare.
“Tu kitna ganda hai na? Bilkul ek randa hai,” Vikram ne uski beizzati karte hue kaha. “Teri ye shakal dekh kar lagta hai ki tu bas mere pairon mein rehne ke liye bana hai.”

Vikram ne use seedha kiya aur use apne ghutno par baithne ko kaha. “Ab neeche dekh. Mera lund tere mooh ka intezaar kar raha hai.”
Vikram ne apni pant neeche ki. Uska lund fir se sakht ho chuka tha, veins phooli hui thi aur uska top chamak raha tha. Sameer ne use dekha aur uski laar tapakne lagi.

“Isse choos. Aur yaad rakh, jab tak main na kahun, tu ise nahi chhodega,” Vikram ne hukm diya.
Sameer ne apna mooh khola aur Vikram ke lund ko andar le liya. Usne use gehrayi tak lene ki koshish ki. *Squelch.* Uske mooh ki garmi aur thook ne Vikram ke lund ko gher liya. Sameer ne apni jeebh se uske top ko chaata, phir uske neeche ke hisse ko licked.
“Ah… fuck.

sahi hai,” Vikram ne kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein abhi bhi woh ruthness thi. “Lekin tu abhi bhi bahut slow hai. Tez kar ise, kutte!”
Sameer ne apni raftar badhayi. Uska mooh poori tarah bhara hua tha, uski aankhein band thi. Usne Vikram ke lund ko itni zor se chusa ki vacuum ban gaya. Vikram ne uske sar ke baal pakde aur use zor-zor se apne lund par dhakela.
“Ghap… ghap… ghap…”

Sameer ke gale se ajeeb si awaazein nikal rahi thi kyunki lund uske gale ke peeche tak ja raha tha. Uska chehra laal ho gaya tha, saans lene mein mushkil ho rahi thi, lekin woh rukna nahi chahta tha.
Vikram ne achanak use peeche dhakela. “Bas. Abhi nahi.”

Vikram ne Sameer ko fir se ulta kiya aur uski taangein utha kar uske kandhon par rakh di. Sameer ki goli hui gaand ab Vikram ke samne thi.
“Teri gaand toh meri behen ki chuth se bhi zyada geeli lag rahi hai,” Vikram ne gande dhang se kaha. “Kitna intezaar kiya tune iska? Bol!”
“Bahut… bahut zyada, Vikram… please, mujhe phaad do,” Sameer ne rote hue kaha.
Vikram ne apni ungliyon par thook lagaya aur ek jhatke se Sameer ki asshole mein daal di.
“Ahhh!” Sameer cheekha.

“Chup kar! Ek shabd nahi,” Vikram ne ghurrate hue kaha. “Dekh kitna tight hai tu. Bilkul ek ladki ki tarah. Tu mard hone ka natak karta hai, lekin andar se tu bas ek randa hai.”
Vikram ne apni do ungliyan andar daali aur unhe zor-zor se ghumane laga. *Shlick, shlick.* Sameer ki gaand se thook aur paseene ki aawazein aa rahi thi. Vikram ne uski gaand ko zor se thappad mara. *Thap!*
“Meri gaand… please… apna lund daalo,” Sameer ne bheek maangi.

Vikram ne ek shararat bhari muskurahat di. “Tujhe lagta hai tu itna layak hai ki main tujhe seedha lund doon? Pehle meri thook pee.”
Vikram ne apne mooh mein thook jama kiya aur Sameer ke mooh par thook diya. “Chaant isse. Poora saaf kar.”
Sameer ne apne honton se us thook ko chaata, ek boond bhi waste nahi hone diya.
“Good boy,” Vikram ne kaha, lekin phir uska chehra sakht ho gaya. “Ab ek aur cheez. Tu mera sab kuch peena chahta hai na? Toh yeh le.”
Vikram ne Sameer ko apne neeche dabaya aur apne lund ko uske chehre ke upar laya. Sameer ne socha ki woh use choosne wala hai, lekin Vikram ne kuch aur hi kiya.

Vikram ne apna peshab karna shuru kiya. Garam, peela peshab seedha Sameer ke mooh aur naak par gira.
“Pee le isse! Ek boond bhi neeche nahi girni chahiye!” Vikram ne chillakar kaha.
Sameer ne apna mooh khola aur us garam dhaar ko peena shuru kiya. Uska swaad teekha aur kadwa tha, lekin Sameer ke liye yeh submission ki inteha thi. Woh pagal ho raha tha. Usne Vikram ke peshab ko aise piya jaise woh duniya ka sabse keemti paani ho. Uska chehra peshab se bhig gaya tha, uski aankhon mein jalan ho rahi thi, lekin woh bas peeta raha.

“Hahaha! Dekho ise! Kitna bada bhookha hai yeh kutta!” Vikram ne haste hue kaha. “Tujhe pata hai, meri maa hamesha kehti thi ki mujhe aise logon se door rehna chahiye jo itne gir gaye hon. Par tu toh mere liye perfect hai. Tu mera toy hai.”
Jab Vikram ka peshab khatam hua, usne Sameer ko jhatke se bed ke kone par laya.
“Ab teri baari.”

Vikram ne koi lubricant nahi lagaya. Usne apne sakht, mote lund ko Sameer ki tight asshole ke mooh par rakha aur ek hi jhatke mein poora andar utaar diya.
“AAAAHHHH!” Sameer ki cheekh poore kamre mein goonji.
Uska jism jhatke se upar utha. Uska rasta itna tight tha ki Vikram ko bhi thoda zor lagana pada.
“Fuck… tu toh sach mein ek chuth hai,” Vikram ne ghurrate hue kaha. “Itna tight… itna geela.”
Vikram ne apna hilaana shuru kiya. Uska har ek thrust Sameer ke jism ko hila raha tha. *Squelch, slap, squelch.* Uska bada lund Sameer ki gehraiyon ko cheer raha tha.

“Ah… Vikram… haan… aur zor se… mujhe phaad do!” Sameer ne cheekhte hue kaha.
“Tujhe lagta hai main tujhe pyar se karunga? Tu bas ek kachra hai,” Vikram ne kaha aur usne apni raftar badha di.
Woh ab jaanwar ki tarah Sameer ko chod raha tha. Uske balls Sameer ki skin se takra rahe the. *Thap, thap, thap.* Vikram ka paseena Sameer ki peeth par gir raha tha.

“Bol! Bol ki tu meri randa hai!” Vikram ne uske baal pakad kar use bed mein dabaya.
“Main… main aapki randa hoon! Main aapka kutta hoon!” Sameer ne rote hue kaha.
Vikram ne uske kaan mein phisphisaya, “Tujhe pata hai, meri behen ka lund tujhse bada hota agar woh mard hoti. Tu toh uske samne bhi kuch nahi hai.”
Vikram ka gussa aur uska junoon badhta ja raha tha. Usne Sameer ko palta aur use apne upar bithaya, lekin ulta. Sameer ka chehra bed ki taraf tha aur uska lund Vikram ke pet se ragad raha tha.

Vikram ne use zor-zor se neeche dhakela. Sameer ki gaand se ajeeb si hawa nikalne ki awaaz aayi kyunki Vikram ka lund andar-bahar ho raha tha. *Puff, squelch.*

“Ah… oh god… Vikram… main… main cum karne wala hoon!” Sameer ne chillaya.
“Nahi! Meri ijazat ke bina nahi!” Vikram ne uski gardan daba di. “Tu tab tak nahi nikalega jab tak main na kahun. Tu bas mere lund ko mehsoos kar.”
Vikram ne apni raftar aur tez kar di. Uska lund Sameer ki cervix tak takra raha tha. Sameer ki aankhein palat rahi thi, uska jism tharthara raha tha. Uska lund bina haath lagaye hi pre-cum chhod raha tha.

Vikram ne use zor se jhatka diya. “Ab nikal, saale kutte!”
Sameer ne ek gehri cheekh maari aur bina kisi touch ke, usne ek bada fountain cum kiya jo bedsheet aur Vikram ke pet par phail gaya. Uska jism ekdam dheela pad gaya, lekin Vikram abhi nahi ruka tha.

Vikram ne use wapas bed par patka aur uski taangein itni upar khinchi ki uske ghutne uske kaano ko chhu rahe the.
“Ab meri baari.”
Vikram ne aakhri baar apni poori takat lagayi. Usne Sameer ki gaand mein apne lund ko itni gehrai tak dhakela ki Sameer ki saans ruk gayi.
“Ah… fuck… main… main aa raha hoon!” Vikram ne ghurrate hue kaha.
Usne teen-chaar zor daar jhatke maare. *Squelch, slap, squelch.* Aur phir, ek aakhri, sabse gehra thrust. Vikram ka jism sakht ho gaya aur usne Sameer ki gaand ke andar apne saare garam, gaadhe cum ko chod diya.
“Uff… haan… fuck…”

Vikram ne Sameer ke andar hi apna lund chod diya, kuch der tak use dabaye rakha taaki ek boond bhi bahar na nikle. Sameer bas haanp raha tha, uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, lekin uske chehre par ek ajeeb si sukoon wali muskurahat thi.

Vikram ne dheere se apna lund bahar nikala. *Plop.*
Sameer ki gaand se safed cum aur thook ka ek mishran bahar nikalne laga. Vikram ne use dekha aur ek thandi hansi hasi.

“Dekh apne aap ko. Bilkul ek randa lag raha hai,” Vikram ne kaha.

Usne Sameer ko ek laat maari, zor se nahi, lekin itni ki use ehsas ho ki kaun boss hai.
“Ab saaf kar isse. Sab kuch. Bed, mera jism, aur apni gaand bhi. Aur yaad rakh, agar maine phir se tujhe mere kapdon ke saath pakda, toh main tujhe itna marunga ki tu chal nahi payega.”

Sameer ne apna sar jhukaya. “Ji… ji Vikram. Thank you… thank you.”

Vikram utha aur bina peeche dekhe bathroom ki taraf chala gaya. “Aur sun, mera protein shake ready rakhna. 10 minute mein.”

Sameer wahi leta raha, apne jism par Vikram ki garmi aur uski mahak ko mehsoos karte hue. Uska jism dard kar raha tha, uski gaand jal rahi thi, lekin uske liye yeh dard hi sabse bada pleasure tha. Usne dheere se bedsheet se Vikram ka cum chaata aur muskuraya.

Woh jaanta tha ki ab woh hamesha ke liye Vikram ka ghulam ban chuka tha, aur use isse zyada aur kuch nahi chahiye tha.