Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Rich, spoilt and good-looking, Abid Khan was popular in our class; the
first year of college. He was always nice to me and we often spent time
together. He was 18, but looked older because of his big frame and a
sportsman’s body. In comparison, I looked younger than my 18 years; slim,
narrow waisted and light skinned with a mob of black hair. Some thought I
was still in school.

A few days before the end of the term he invited me to spend a week with
his family at his home which was in a small town about 70 kilometres away.
His father was sending a car to fetch him so I would travel with him. My
family had no objections and I packed, taking my bathing trunks; Abid had
told me they had a swimming pool.

We reached his house well before lunch time. It was a large, old, double
storied house with a well kept formal garden and many shady trees. Two
other cars parked outside the porch. A servant took our bags and we were
taken to the family room. Abid introduced me to his father, who was about
50 with salt and pepper hair and clipped moustaches. He was sitting in the
reception area reading a newspaper. He gave me a warm smile and patted me
affectionately on my shoulder. His face full of strength and character and
he was dressed casually but elegantly in a dark shirt and fawn coloured
trousers. He told me to call him uncle.

We made small talk and learnt that Abid’s older brother was coming the same
evening. Abid didn’t respond with any enthusiasm. Abid’s father suggested
that I was shown my room. Abid led me and we climbed the stairs. The
house was really big and I was to stay in one of the many guest rooms.
Abid showed me into the room that had a high ceiling and a window
overlooking the back garden with a swimming pool. I had my own bathroom.

Abid told me his mother had died about 5 years ago and his father had not
remarried. He seemed to be really fond of his father but was dismissive
about his older brother for some reason. He then came near me and put his
arms around my waist and said, “I wanted you to have a single room and not
share mine. My room has no privacy and is close to my aunt’s room and the
kitchen. Here I can visit you late night and no one will know.”

He made the reason for visiting my room clear by hugging me tight and
kissing me full on my lips. His lower body was pressing against mine
suggestively and I could feel his hardness. I can’t say I was totally
surprised. For some time I was receiving s signals from him but there
hasn’t been any opportunity to make sure or do something about it.

Despite my appearance, I wasn’t inexperienced in sexual matters. A year
ago, my stepfather’s cousin came to stay with us for three months. We
shared a room and the third night I lost my virginity to him. He used to
screw me almost every night, sometimes more than once, in every possible
way. He was a passionate lover and I learnt many things from him. I still
missed him and Abid’s kiss brought back all last year’s memories and I was
excited at the thought of having sex again.

I pretended to be shocked by Abid’s advance and protested weakly. Abid
wasn’t at all discouraged by this and continued, kissing me harder and
leading me towards the high double bed. Soon he was lying on top of me,
opening the buttons of my shirt and unbuckling his jeans, kissing me all
the time passionately. I soon realized he too wasn’t a novice and felt a
little reassured. I started to respond. He exuded a clean and masculine
fragrance. His body was strong and hard.

Naked, he got up and bolted the door. He also drew the curtains on the
window that made the room look intimate and pleasantly dark. He returned
to the bed, his phallus hard, pointing towards me. There was nothing
boyish about his gym toned body. His chest was broad, stomach flat, both
covered with hair. The hair continued on his powerful and shapely thighs.
Only his crotch was shaved.

I was naked and had covered myself with a sheet. Abid got into the sheet
with me and hugged me. “I have wanted to do this since I first saw you.
You are gorgeous”, he whispered, moving his hand on my body.

He kissed me again, very hard, his tongue probing deep inside my mouth.
His hands continued to play with my body and soon I was breathing hard,
aroused, my cock also hard. He started nibbling one of my pink nipples,
pinching the other with just the right pressure, making me moan. His mouth
moved downwards and I gasped as he put his lips around my cock. My first
lover had never done that. His tongue moved slowly just under the head
making me moan and I spread my legs. Abid’s hand moved between my legs,
his fingers searching for my hole. On finding it, he wet his middle finger
with saliva and slowly started to insert it in my hole.

Soon the entire finger was buried into me and a delicious current seemed to
pass through me. Abid was kneeling besides me, his mouth still sucking my
cock that was rock hard now. His mouth then travelled down and he replaced
his finger by his warm, wet tongue that began to lick my hole. This too
was a new sensation and very exciting. I was now moaning quite loudly,
surprised with Abid’s expertise. He obviously knew a thing or two about
sex.

Abid now had me totally under his control, a toy in his hands. He
understood this and continued to play with my body, using his tongue and
his hands. In a while he was sitting on me, his rigid cock at my face,
appearing huge. I opened my mouth and it went in. I began to suck. This
was familiar and I knew what to do. It was now Abid’s turn to groan with
pleasure, his head thrown back, and mouth partly open. His hands clutched
mine, pinning them to the bed. His powerful torso loomed over me, the
thick shaft of his cock half buried in my mouth. His cock was hard as
steel and thick and filled my mouth. I rolled my tongue underneath the
head sending Abid into a state of ecstasy. He then took out his cock that
glistened with my saliva. His eyes were glazed with desire and lust and he
could barely control himself. Abid got up and fished out a tube of
lubricant and a condom from the pocket of his jeans. He had come prepared
for this.

He spread my legs; put lubricant with two fingers on and inside my hole,
inserting the fingers deep. His sheathed phallus too glistened with
lubricant. He put the head on my hole and said in a voice almost choking
with desire, “Please be patient. I would try not to hurt you. Just relax.”

He then pushed. I was prepared and trying not to be tense. My first lover
must have told me a hundred times how to relax. I had obviously learnt
well because Abid’s considerably thick and long

cock started sliding into me smoothly, with just a twinge of pain. Very
soon there was no pain, only the exquisite, unique sensation of being
entered. There is no sensation quite like that.

Abid look triumphant at the full and effortless entry and gave me an
affectionate smile. His face was covered with sweat and he looked very
sexy. He started to move his hips, pushing his swollen cock in and then
taking it out, the movement making me almost scream with pleasure.

The expression on the face of someone who is enjoying being fucked – a
mixture of pleasure and helplessness : flushed face, lips parted, a slight
frown and the eyes glazed and looking into his fucker’s eyes, makes the guy
in the saddle go crazy. Abid must have noticed the look of ecstasy and
surrender on my face because he started to fuck me furiously. His cock
seemed to have been made of steel as it pounded my pussy.

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He turned me on my side and raised one of my legs opening me up, making his
target more easily accessible. His cock could move in and our more
smoothly as he continued to fuck. He would bury his cock up to hilt and
then take it out. He could see what his cock was doing to my boy pussy and
enjoying the sight. His jaw was thrust forward, the teeth clenched as he
pounded. A part of my mind was registering how expertly he fucked;
definitely not a novice.

The climax came abruptly and explosively; Abid began to moan more and more
loudly though kept the pace unaltered. He paused briefly, his cock buried
all the way and I could only guess that he had come because he didn’t stop
moving in and out, his cock still hard. A little later, he collapsed on
me, breathing hard, obviously spent.

“Welcome home. We are going to have a great week and this will be a
memorable holiday for you” , Abid whispered to me, with a smile on his face
not knowing how true this was going to be in ways other than the he meant.