Indian Gay Sex Story of Fun with 1st Man Crush: 13
Indian Gay Sex Story: In the last part Hemant locked me with him in the loo at the wedding. Here’s what happened next…
As I stood there with Hemant looking into my eyes I froze for a moment and couldn’t help but gaze though having a struggle between my brain and my heart. Before I could realise, he leaned over and pressed his soft lips onto mine gently and leaned back .
It was after a really long time since my lips had met someone else’s or had a touch so I got anxious as he held back . My eyes looked into his and he came forth and it turned to a passionate smooch session when he was biting my lips with his as if my lips dropped chocolate…lol…
Hemant:-God I missed u…
He Swiftly moved from my lips to caressing my neck and I just held him tightly and hugged him as if there was no tomorrow, forgetting all my fears, insecurities and disappointments.
I think in that moment I just needed a hug badly or “Jadu ki Jhappi” as people may call it… Those arms had that warmth that I had craved for so long and I soon realised that I was teary eyed which I wiped…
Hemant:-Hey. Are you ok?
Me:-(pondering in my mind)
(Please don’t ask if I’m okay, I might do something like open up to you and I’m really tired of getting close to people and watching them leave me like I’m nothing…) Yeah I’m fine…
I need to go…
Hemant-: Hey wait…Are you upset? Why are you ignoring me..
Me:-Please … I don’t wanna discuss this…
Hemant:-But i need to know…I have been trying to connect to you since few days …I need to know…
Me:- I have nothing held against you…Its just I can’t … Casual relationship is not my thing… So i didn’t want to mess up things .ok…
Hemant:- I did and still do have feelings for you too but…… its difficult for us to be in a perfect relationship…
Me:- I don’t need a perfect relationship. I just need someone who won’t give up on me… Who I can trust on implicitly and respect for his honesty. I’m surprised that despite having spent so much time you couldn’t get me…. I excused him and left the premises at once having spoiled the mood i had come with.
I saw Sidharth waiting for me as I was watching Anushka(my perky friend) embellished with designer jewellery and wearing her gorgeous Lehnga slowly moving towards the stage where her groom waited in his designer outfit. I was emotional at the moment as she was one of my best friend’s and we had spent lot of time growing together from going to Sanskriti School- Delhi( we lived in Delhi intially then going to college together, we had so many memories together.
So this is life…You lose love. You lose friends. You lose pieces of yourself that you never imagined would be gone. And then without you even realising it, these pieces come back. New love enters. Best friends come along . And a stronger wiser you is staring back in the mirror.
No matter how bad it gets, better days are always waiting, hoping you’ll make it there to accept the smiles & joy that they’re offering. I was on the cusp of emotions when a hand held my shoulder and it was this gentleman that I met in the gym that fine day- Sidharth who was here just for me and I felt…. special just special…
I feel all the problems are stuck between “mind” & “matter”, if you don’t mind, it just doesn’t matter… We had a blast at the wedding, judging people’s clothes lol…(for the sake of old days) and Sidharth too got comfortable and slid in our coterie of friends. It was past 11 pm when I had a call from home and we scooted back to Sid’s house(as I had already taken permission from family).
I sprawled on the front seat of his car with him driving smoothly across the silent roads of Dehradun. I slid my windows down and let the cool breeze hit my face and blow my hairs with each strand of hair kissing the wind and icing on the cake was my favourite songs playing and the moment just turned dreamy when suddenly I felt cold bcoz of the deceiving weather of Dehradun ,so I pulled the windows up soon.
Sidharth:- What happened? Cold?
Me:- Hmm yar. Its so cold. His house was near Rajpur Road from where Mussorie is clearly visible and the place is even more cold at night.
We reached in few minutes and I stepped down from the car with Sidharth opening the door and switching in the lights.
Sidharth:- Come baba…
Me:- Nice house..baba do u have spare clothes for me for night?
Sid:- Yup come on in my room. Let me lock the door first.
I sat on his bed in his room waiting for him to get me clothes when he arrived soon enough with an adidas lower and a T-Shirt . I took the clothes and was about to go out when he intruded…
Sid:- You need something baba?
Me:- Nah just going out to change
Sid:- (chuckles) Are baba … Don’t be shy ..You can change here. It’s only me … there’s no one at home.
And he suddenly started removing his clothes by removing his pant first which concealed his muscular thighs with little hairs and it was seductive enough for me when he revealed his Calvin klein undies with a bulge sometimes revealing and sometimes hiding behind his Shirt.
I started removing mine to change when he suddenly removed his Shirt and this was the first time I was looking at him Shirtless though he had a vest on that covered his bulged out chest and the shape of his nipple was evident from his vest luring others towards him.
He started flexing his triceps and biceps a bit infront of the mirror and then removed his vest too being only in his undies infront of me asking me if he was in good shape to which I fumbled initially but replied- “Yes indeed”.
Sid:-Hey feel my abs . Rock hard.
Me:- Ya I know.
There came a moment when we both were in our respective undies together shirtless and I stood by his side looking at myself and him in the mirror comparing our bodies but at the same time admiring the creation that he was, the vision he was at that very moment. He could give any model a run for his money as he was the perfect combo of looks, beauty and body along with brains.
The man had an irrestible charm and you know some people, regardless of what they lack—money, looks, or social connections—always radiate with energy and confidence. Even the most skeptical individuals would find themselves enamored with these charming personalities.
As we stood there posing I felt a cool breeze pass through my body and shivered a bit so I wore his pyjamas and T-Shirt and he wore cute red boxers with minions on them..lol..with a white tee that was lil loose. I hopped on the bed and grabbed a pillow and a blanket while he got us both two glasses of lukewarm milk.
Sipping the milk we started chatting and he asked me after few moments of chatting…
Sid:- Ok…So have you ever watched porn other than straight..
Me:- Umm .yeah once I guess..maybe twice..out of curiosity…
Sid:- I haven’t actually…
Me:- If u want to .. watch it
Indian gay sex story of a horny guy’s wild time admiring Siddharth
Sid:- no no.. I’m just kidding. Vse bhi(anyways) I don’t watch much porn.
Me:- Ok so let me ask a question to you nowmm
Sid:- Yeah shoot..
Me:- Ok so as I know that you are in a relationship so have you been in love ever?
Sid:-No…not yet..ok my turn…Have you ever been experimental with same sex ..
Me:-(choked on my glass of milk)What? How…did u even get there.
Sid:- just asking…So have you..
Me:- I … don’t know… I don’t want to answer that bcoz u’ll start judging.
Sid:- Cmon yar…You know me better than that..
Me:-Ok so I was in 12th grade and only once coz I was at relatives’ and my cousin tried to… Cuddle me once and…tried to kiss while I was half asleep but that’s it…nothing else happened…
Sid:- Cool…
Me:- And what about u?
Sid:- me? No… Never… But doesn’t that make you bisexual?
