Indian Gay Sex Story of Fun with 1st Man Crush: 3
Indian Gay Sex Story: I turned to his ass now after few minutes which was round and bubby. He worked out his glutes a lot and his ass was just much better than even some girls. I rubbed them with my both hands and inserted my dick slowly. At first it got difficult but slowly it entered after I penetrated my fingers. I started fucked him and he moaned… Ummm. Yeah…
I pulled him towards me while fucking him and held him by my hands on his chest and kissed him when he turned his head behind. I did cum on his ass and he took my head in his mouth at the end and started sucking it till it became flaccid which was quite unexpected from him.
Well we laid down on each other for a few moments and I hugged him and we just kept staring at the ceiling. I got up to fetch water bottle but he held my hand and pulled me strongly towards him and I went ohhhh. He kissed my forehead and he told me somthing that brought tears in my eyes I don’t know why?… He said – “You’re beautiful”.
Well I did get some compliments from teachers that I am cute but I always wanted to hear that I was hot. So I never paid attention instead I always looked at other guys with hot bodies and wished I had the same or how would they be feeling having that body.
And I was even little envious of Hemant’s body and wished to have the sam but here I was getting compliment from the very person himself. He was truly a gentleman and knew how to make soemone comfortable and not be a Douchebag like the other guys.
Hemant- Why are u crying baba?
Me- Nothing I just love you for the person you are. It’s not fair. You are good looking and a good human which is so rare. I am jealous of you now(in a smiling tone).
Hemant – Abe saale senti mat ho… Just look at you. You are so handsome yourself with such a pretty face. And not having a muscular body does not change anything. It’s the personality that matters. I am here with you because of you. Now stop crying and love me. (chuckled)
He hugged me tight and I felt so good and safe in his arms. His body warmth was better than the blanket. He asked me if we could go to the terrace to which I denied as it was cold. He said it will be really amazing in cold as long as there’s no one to see.
Well my roof was on third floor and it was not possible for anyone to look up in the dark at night so I said yes. We both went upstairs in our respective blankets covering our bodies. He was right it was really lovely upstairs in the open with stars twinkling and since it was a full moon night, there was moon shining above us which made it even more dreamy.
We were just about to sit on the beanbag I took along with me when Hemant opened his blanket holding the edges on each hand facing towards me.
Hemant- “Come here and drop your blanket”
Me- “No way! Have you seen how cold it is… No
Hemant- Trust me… I’ll be your blanket (with a smile).
Indian gay sex story of a wild flip-fucking between twink’s with romance
For once I let go and removed my blanket in a filmy version like I was on a ramp and stood there naked fortunately for no one to see or else it would have scandalised my neighbours if it wasn’t night and dark.
I went towards him and my body touched his warm body and he closed the blanket by covering me along with him and he sat on the beanbag with his legs open making me sit between his muscular thighs and my back touching his chest.
He held me by my chest and locked his arms and I held both his palms with mine. In that moment I completely forgot about how cold it was or anything, nothing bothered me. It was just me and my man together and what else I could ask for. We… (for next time)
