Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Unethical Sex: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi Guys, After a very long gap, I am back with another story for you. Before I start let me tell you this is not something I am proud of. In fact, at times, I feel embarrassed when I think of it, although I enjoyed it then, I feel weird now when I think of it.

It was almost 10 years back, when I was just a teenager, and started exploring this side of the world, so please don’t judge me…

Now let’s get to the story, I was a freshman in degree college, like many others I was both nervous and excited. It was, I suppose, my second or third day in the college, and all freshmen were being ragged.

That’s when I saw him first, half in tears, half-naked, and super scared. Smooth, light wheatish skin, big brown eyes, silky hair covering his forehead, full shaped pinkish lips, my eyes traveled down, a nice well proportioned smooth chest, and two light brown well-shaped nipples, and small, deep navel.

He was just gorgeous for me. He was standing amidst several other half-naked guys, but my eyes were stuck only at him. He must have felt my eyes on him. He looked at me and our eyes met, fear was all over his face and was clearly reflecting in his eyes.

I gave him a small reassuring smile and nod, meaning to say everything was gonna be okay. He smiled back, but only a little.

Ragging was done, and we introduced ourselves. His name was Surya, and they stayed somewhere in a colony nearby to my place. Within a few days, we became close friends, almost inseparable.

We were together most part of the days. My lust for him became secondary, our friendship meant a lot to me. Never once I dared to approach him.

Soon I learnt that he and his brother stayed with their father who was a widower, his mother passed away when he was hardly 5 years old, and his brother was three. His father was an ex-military man. He left the army after his wife died, and devoted his time to his kids, and never remarried.

Growing up without a mother affected both the kids a lot. Surya became an introvert, while Sireesh became hyper naughty. But they liked each other very much, with only one thing in common, their thirst for paternal love. Being a military guy, their dad was no doubt loving but could never show it.

We became more close after that.

It was 6 in the evening, but as it was the monsoon. It was very cloudy and dark, and by the look of it, it was gonna be a stormy night. I was sitting back to watch TV, when there was a knock on the door, it was Surya, and he was looking slightly nervous.

Mom made us both two hot cups of cocoa. I didn’t miss the look in his eyes when my Mom gave me an affectionate pat on the head, I felt sorry for him. His father was out of town and apparently couldn’t make it back in time as expected, and won’t be back until the next morning.

He came in to ask if I can stay with them for tonight. Mom and dad agreed, and we both started for his place with the food carriage mom made for the three of us.

We ate, watched TV, and relaxed. Soon it was time to sleep, I still could see that longing look which he had when my mother patted me on my head. Both the brothers lied down on either side of me.

Within a few minutes, Sireesh fell asleep. I sensed that Surya was still awake and I knew why. My heart warmed up for him, I pulled him closer to me. I was lying down straight, while he curled up to me.

I made him keep his head on my chest and slowly started patting on his head. He got emotional, he hugged me tightly and looked into my eyes, silent tears were shining in his eyes.

I pulled him closer and kissed on his forehead, it was quite affectionate, but then came the change, my body started asking for more… I slowly started kissing him all over his face, eyelids, cheeks, chin, he too started kissing me back. Then, slowly I moved to his lips and kissed lightly, he didn’t stop me.

Encouraged, I slowly parted his lips with mine and started smooching smoothly, which gradually deepened till finally, our tongues met. Our breath became ragged, and I could sense his bulge pressing on mine. My hands moved to his shirt and started unbuttoning him.

He stopped me and pointed at his sleeping brother. We slowly got up and walked into the other bedroom, started hugging and smooching madly, and before we knew, we stripped each other naked, not breaking the chain of kisses.

Read the hot and steamy Indian gay sex story of a horny guy’s very first time with his attractive lonely friend from the college!

Once on the bed, I moved downwards, kissed on his chest and started sucking his nipples. He started groaning slowly. I moved my chest to him, still sucking his nipples. He got the point, and slowly started sucking my nipples.

What happened next, read in the next episode here! Enjoy.

Thanks and regards,
Kishan