Straight friends turned into honry gay: Part 1

“We should leave. It’s too late”, said Vivek.
I looked at my watch. It was 10.30 pm. We have been drinking since the evening. We gathered in one of our friend, Shantanu’s apartment. He is living alone now since two months because his wife left for the USA for a year now. We gathered in his apartment, along with two ther friends, Vivek and Anand, and their wives. They live in the same society, different buildings.
Vivek, Anand, and their wives left. Shantanu and I cleared up and went to bed. We were lying side by side in the same bed and have casual chat. I was soon to be married, we talked about that. Then we went quiet.
The room was dark, it was on the fifth floor. The balcony door was open, it looks over the road outside the society. Some stray light was coming in.

“I miss my wife so badly”, Shantanu said suddenly.

-“Yes”, he thought for a moment, then spoke again “You know what, I miss the sex the most. Do mahino se sex nhi kiya yaar.”
-“Are hila le. Itna kyu ro rha hai?”
-“Wahi to kar rha hoon. Shuru kaam chal raha tha. Abhi aur nhi rha jaata. Ab Roz hilata hoon, firbhi horney rehta hoon. Pta nhi what else should I do.”
– “To sonagachi chala jaa”
-” You know I can’t ”

Actually I did. Hum sare dost shareef bacche the. Ab hum 37 ke ho gaye firbhi darta hoon k koi dekh na le, ya fir paisa na loot le. To maintain soch ke bataya
” Ek kaam kar. Mai escort ka number deta hoon. Ghar bula le”
-” Pagal wagal ho gya kya. Ye sare paros wale biwi ko bta dega. I love my wife, I can’t lose her”.
-” I’m out of idea man. Tu bol. Agar kuch help chahiye to bol, mai try karta hoon.”
-” Fir ek chota sa help kar de”
-” Kya?”

I didn’t say anything, but he just grabbed my hand and put it in his shorts. I felt his boner throbbing in my hand.
-“Pagla gya hai kya?” I hissed, “Aisa help ki baat khi ki”.
-” Please bhai, khud ki hathon se pak gya hoon. Tu mera hila, mai bhi tera hilaunga”.
Wo sach me mere shorts me hath dal ke sehlane laga. I was soft. Mera waise mood bhi nhi bana. Par mai maan gya, maybe because I was drunk and felt bad for my friend.

So I started to jerk him off. His dick felt quite big in my hand. We see each other naked all the time because we change in front of each other. But it’s always soft. And I always thought my dick was bigger than his. But this is the first time I felt his boner, and I felt huge. I was kind surprised.

-“Tu neeche shave kar liya?” Shantanu asked. I said yes.
-“Bohot smooth feel ho rha hai”.
-“Tu bhi kaat liya kar! Jhaari banake rakkha hai. Biwi muh me leta hai?
-“Nahi bhai! Waise Mera jo hai wahi pe hai”.
That’s true. Shantanu is naturally hairless. Beard bhi full nhi hai. Tall and dark build hai uska. Mai thoda gora aur hairy. Height bhi medium.
-“Tu lena muh me!”

-” Nhi yaar sorry. Mujhe ghin ata hai. Ulti ho jayega.” Mai mana kar diya.
Bolte bolte wo mera shorts se haath nikaal kar t shirt andar daal diya aur mera boobs dabane lage.
-“Behenchod dhire daba!”

-“Kitna soft hai re Tera duddu!!” Bolke hi wo mera haath apne shorts se nikal diya aur mere upar sawar ho gya. Aur mujhe kiss karne laga.
My heart was now pounding. This is the first time I was kissing a man. And that was too my childhood friend. Mai usse school se janta hoon. But I never saw him like this before. I was nervous, but I kissed him back. Uska tongue choosne laga. Wo bhi mera tongue chusa, lower lip me bite kiya. Mere muh ke andar thuka, aur firse chusne laga.
Then he started kissing and biting my neck. I was scared I’ll get hickeys, but I couldn’t stop then. I started to enjoy. Somehow mera bachpan ka dost mujhse aise pyaar kar rha hai, ye soch mujhe bohot accha laga. I felt loved, I felt pampered.
Wo mera t shirt nikal diya. Fir kuch der tak mera nipples chusta aur bite karta rha. Fir achanak se wo upar aa gya, shorts se apna lund nikal ke mere muh me daal diye.

It took me a few seconds to understand what just happened. By the time could react, his dick was already in my mouth, his balls touching my chin and my nose buried in his dark dense bush. I gagged, gasped and tried to push him away, but he held my head with both his hands.
I imagined the smell would be bad, but it wasn’t. I kind of liked it. But I was still gagging, so he let me go.
-” Bhen ke laude, mar dalega kya!” – I gasped, but grabbed his dick and put again inside my mouth. He gave a crooked smile, my heart skipped a beat. It was as if I couldn’t recognise my friend, as if it was a different person.
And this was the first time I saw him with a boner. He was huge, it was nothing like his flaccid penis. He is a true grower. It his so thick that I found it hard to fit in my mouth. I started to suck his dick slowly. He was profusely secreting precum. I licked the salty slimy liquid from his dark brown tip. I worshipped his dick, licked his balls. I made eye contact with him, and he smiled again. Something started to shift in me.

Till now, all of this was a new adventure for me which I was enjoying. But when I looked up and saw his face, crooked smile on his lips, lust in his eyes, I felt vulnerable. And for some strange reason I liked it. I felt like I wanted to please my friend. His approval made me proud. This new feeling made me horny in completely new way: I didn’t want to fuck. I wanted to please. I wanted to be used. I started to get a boner. And it touched his ass once. He reached out and grabbed my dick, and said ” kya re rand, bada maza le rha hai bhenchod!” Then he grabbed my head with both his hands and started to fuck my face mercilessly. I was chocking, gasping, my eyes watering, but he went on.
He fucked my mouth for some time.

Then he took his cock out of mouth, leaned over me, and kissed my lips softly.
Then he whispered in my ear -“bhai aise nhi jharega. Andar dalne dega?”
By this time nothing should have surprised me, but it did. My friend, my married friend wanted to fuck me. It got me scared.
“Nhi bhai ye ho nhi payega. Bohot dard hoga. Mar jaunga mai. Khud ka size dekha hai!”
-“To bata kaise girau?”
-“Ek kaam kar,” I sighed, “coconut oil le ke aa”.
-“Sach me!” His face lit up.
-“Itna uchal mat. Gand nhi dunga. Mai ulta let rha hu. Tu mere thigh ke beech me lund daalke pel liyo. Oil lagake karna, maza ayega”

Wo oil laane gya. Aur mai per ke bal let gya.

Shantanu room me wapas aya tel le ke. Ate hi seedha mera shorts kheech ke utaar diya. Ab mai pura nanga leta tha uske samne. Wo dono haathon se mera gand ko dabaya, aur bola
-” Kitna mast naram gaand hai re Tera! Sala tu mard hai ya chhinal!’
Somehow it made me feel proud.
Usne mera gaand dabane laga, gaand ko spread karke chhed me ungli se sehlaya. Fir Mera inner thigh me oil lagaya. Khud ke lund me bhi lagaya. Aur mere thighs ke beech me lund daal ke chodne laga. Mujhe maza hi aa raha tha. Usne peeche se mere kaan me, neck me bite dene laga. Gaand spank karta rha. Mai sisakta rha.

I could feel he was getting wild. Then suddenly he put his arm across my neck and pinned my head down to the pillow. Dusre haath se mere gaand ke chheme oil daala. Fir Mera arm ko peeche modke mere back ke upr rakha mere upar full body weight daal ke so gya. I was pinned. I couldn’t move.

Then I felt it. I felt his dick pressing on my asshole. My heart started pounding.
-“Kya kar rha hai.. aaagh!!!”
He gave thrust, and it felt like my asshole just torn in pieces. The scream escaped my lungs stopped in the middle.
-“Mat kar bhai please mai tera pair pakadta hoon. Tu jo bola sab kiya. Nhi le paunga. Agar pata to khud bolta tujhko. Please mat kar. Seriously bol rha hoon. Chorde na bhai please jaane ne. Mai kuch bhi karunga tere niye. ” – I pleaded, I begged. But as if he was possessed. He gave another thrust. God mera jaan jaise nikal gya. My ears were ringing. My head spinning. My whole body was sweating. I started crying. Literally crying like a child, and kept begging.

Another thrust and I could feel his bush and his balls touching my body. He was deep inside me. He stopped moving. I just got raped. Raped by my friend. The gentle well spoken Shantanu just raped me. Nothing meant anything anymore. I completely gave up. I surrendered. As soon as I did that, my body started to relax, and the pain started to go away. Shantanu could feel my body relaxing. He let go of his hold on me. I could move now. But I laid there. He started to fuck my ass slowly.
After a minute or so, I couldn’t feel the pain anymore. But there was a different sensation. Whenever his dick was moving outwards, I was feeling like I wanted to expel something and would feel relief. But next moment the the dick was moving inwards it was such a new sensation I can’t describe in words. I started to moan softly.

Shantanu started to fuck me harder and faster. Then he pulled up my ass, got me into doggy position and continued to fuck. The clapping noise of the fucking filled the room. Chodte huye wo kabhi mera boobs dabata, kabhi mera lund pakadta. By this time I was moaning shamelessly.

Fir usne mujko palta, mera tange upar kiya aur firse gaandme lund daal diya. He continued his fucking in missionary. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. He was biting and sucking my face, my nack, my nipples, my chest like crazy. I knew I couldn’t show my body to anyone tomorrow but I didn’t care anymore.
-“Shantanu! Tu mujhe raat bhar chodege!”
-“Haan, tera chinali utaarke rokunga. Randi kahika. Sharam nhi aata apne dost se chudwate. Aur besharmo ki tarah bol rha hai rat bhar chodne ko!”
His words made me more horny. I got erection again. This time he could see it. He smiled. “Tu sach me do take ka randi hai! Chal sabko dikhata hu kitna bada raand hai tu”.

He lifted me up, picked me on his lap while I was sitting on his dick. He got down from the bed, still holding me up and his dick inside me. He carries me to the balcony, and started to fuck me there. I was hanging from his neck, my legs around his waist. His hands holding my buttocks, moving me up and down.
It was quite deep into the night. There was no one to see anything. But still it was exciting.

Then he put me down, turned me around, bent me over and fucked me from the back. Kuch der aise chudai chalta rha. Aur mai jaise swarg me.