Gay gangbang story of wild fun in new town: 2
Group sex gay erotica: I returned exactly at 10.47 pm and instead of going down to the basement I parked my bike near the entrance of the building… and as I was about to go in, I paused… ek ajeeb sa kheechao, an intense curiosity overtook me – wo aaj bhi kar raha thaa kya?
The next day was my off, so I was in no hurry, I could spare a few minutes… and get up late in the morning… I just wanted to see… check out…
Mein dheere se basement ke taraf badha aur neeche chala gaya…
As usual, it was dark… but there was the glow of light coming from the room in the corner… and as I approached on silent feet, I heard the unmistakable sounds again – muffled groans and muted grunts – the sounds of sex.
The door was closed, but the window ajar… and as I got closer I noted the throbbing, pulsating light – the steady glow of the tube was there, but it was accompanied by flashes of scintillating hues of green, blue, red and gold…
More curious now, I hastened to the window and cautiously peeked in – the room was aglitter with the vibrants shades of blinking lights – Vikas had set up fairy lights in his room!
And there, uss chaukii pe, dono fuck kar raha thaa…
Vikas apna ghutna mod kar, seedha baitha thaa — like the traditional Japanese seiza posture — sitting with his knees bent and his legs folded under, his buttocks resting on the soles of his feet – his back to the window.
Aur wo ladka, apna peeth ke bal laeta, taang phailaye huye, Vikas ke godd pe gaand rakh, uchaal-uchaal ke chudwa raha thaa!
Mein dekhta reh gaya, totally fascinated… utterly bewitched… watching the two groan and moan as they fucked — the boy’s arms flailing in the air one moment, then tugging at the bedsheet…
Vikas holding the boy’s narrow waist in a firm grip and moving him up and down on his shaft — my cock instantly hardening, just like the previous evening!
I was so engrossed that it took me a while, but I suddenly realised something – yeh toh Vikas nahi, koi aur thaa!
Vikas thoda sa sawla rang ka aadmi, par mere aankho ke saamne jo aadmi uss ladka ko chod raha thaa wo bahut hii gora thaa, aur tabhi mere kaan ke bilkul paas ek halka sa awaaz dheere se bola: “Kya dekhat hou babu, andar jaa ke deikh lo…”
I literally jumped, bilkul chauk gaya… and turning my head, I froze – it was Vikas!
Vikas stood right by my side, a wide grin on his face, “Kyu babu, hain na chhoraa mast?” he whispered with a wink.
I simply stood there, staring back at him — horribly aroused, yet totally appalled, and utterly shamed — dismayed by the sudden appearance of Vikas when I wasn’t expecting anyone, and horrified at being caught red-handed while shamelessly peeping in on other people having sex!
“Sassurii gaand bhi mast hain chhoraa kaa!” ussne muskuraate huye bola, “makkhan jaisan mulaayam aur dhobi kii bhatti jaisan garam, ekdam tightwa!”
I remained silent… still reeling from the shock, my cock still painfully rigid.
“Karna hai-baa kaa?” he grinned widely, giving another wink, “Tumre jaisan saharii launda hain, tumhre hii factory ka maneejar ka betwa. Eihaa chhuttio me baap ke paas aawae rahe, aur saraa dinn lund khojat rahe, ek bhii lauda naahi chhoda sassurii, ek number ka gaandu, bada hii chudakkar!
And suddenly I felt his hand on my crotch… full palm, squeezing…
He laughted out loud, “Arre babu, kouno saram naahi, jawan marad hon, chiknii gaand dekhbe toh lund khada hoe jaawe-baa, ab kya tana lund le ke kamre me mooth maaroge kaa, kal ratiyan jaisan?
More horror for me… he did indeed know about the previous evening… he was aware that I’d spied on them… oh, the shame!
“Aaj tum bhi kar lo babu, kal jaahi rahe hain wapiis sahar maa, isskool khatam, ab kaaleej ka chhora ban gayil.”
Vikas had been whispering all this while, but this time he spoke out loud and the door almost instantly opened…
“Arre, Vikas bhaiya, aa gaye wapiis?” asked the guy standing at the door, ek chhota sa gamchaa lapete huye. “Kenne chale gaye thae, haa?”
I knew the guy – Arif – the young autowala from the station… the same guy who had got me here the day I first landed in this town, three weeks back!
“Arre, ee dekh, babu ehni chhoop-chhoop ke dekhat rahe hain, tana lund liye,” Vikas laughed in response, his hand still caressing my hardon, “par andar aane se sarma rahe hain.”
“Kaahe laaj karth ho babu,” Arif too laughed, his hand rubbing his crotch, “doopahar se hii laaga hain chhoraa, tum bhi aajao, khoos ho jaawegaa sassurii!”
“Chala babu,” Vikas smiled, his hand giving my cock one final squeeze before releasing it and taking my hand, “aur kaahe ka saram?”
With the initial shock and embarrassment fast wearing off, and the temptation being great, after all, it had been two months since I’d fucked anyone…
Besides, the kid was truly HOT… SUPER HOT!… and obviously, a slut to boot… and, as Vikas said – I’m a healthy, hot-blooded, young man, so why be ashamed? And if the kid was indeed leaving, this was my only chance to fuck that twink ass I’ve been lusting after!
“Bihaan se hii laangtaa pada hain ehija, gaand ke bhookh saanth karii ke vaaste,” Vikas informed as he led me, “abao tum bhi tani pel do, tum bhii khoos, aur wo bhii khoos!”
“Aawa babu, aawa,” Arif smiled in welcome, stepping back, making way for us as we entered the room.
“Ee dekhao babu, tohre vaaste hii kothariaa sajawal rahe hain…” Vikas announced as we stepped inside, Arif closing the door and bolting it.
The room reeked of sex, sweat and semen; the silent air reverberating with the sounds of sex – heavy breathing, groans and grunts, squeak of the chauki, slap of naked flesh… and the obscenly gross squish of cock sliding in and out of a sloppy, well used, slimy hole!
And now that I was seeing him, the man, I recognised him – he was Madan, the plumber that Vikas had brought over when I needed work done in my bathroom.
“Kal jaanglaa se hii jhaak kar chale gayil bina andar aaye, toh aaj tohre udghaatan karbe ka sajawat…” Vikas was saying, his hand gently pressed against the small of my back.
“Tumhre udghaatan samaaroh!” Arif giggled pulling off his gamcha. “Peechle teen saalon me hamre lundwa kaa swaad sassurii chakh chuka hain, aaj tumhre saharii lund kaa swaad bhii chakh legaa!”
Their tone, the raw, obscene words were an indistinct buzz in my ear as I stood there, transfixed… my eyes on those two – man and twink – mesmerised as I watched them fuck, illuminated by the flickering glow of the colourful lights…
Both were seeming totally unconcerned, or probably, oblivious of our presence, continuing with their lewd act without pause, or a break in their rhythm…
And as I watched I saw Madan grab the boy’s knees and lift his legs high… spreading his own knees wide before slumping forward, covering the writhing twink with his masculine body… his hip non-stop as it continued to pump his cock in and out of the boy’s ass hole…
“Ae babu,” Arif asked moving in close, his cock, now fully erect and swaying, “duur se hii dekhaa loob-loobaat rahoge kaa, laikaa ko chodbe kii naahi?” his hand caressing my fully tented crotch, “Lundwa tuhaar toh puraa tana hain, paant maa qaid rakhkhoge kaa? Ab toh laangtaa hoyi le babu!”
I had already got a good glimpse of Vikas’s massive cock the previous night, and now seeing Arif’s cock made my heart slam — it was huge — the kid (my factory manager’s son) sure did know how to pick the best cocks in town, must be a size queen!
“Utaar le babu, utaar le,” I heard Vikas say and found him on my other side, now completely naked too, sporting a huge hardon, “maja aa jaayi!”
And even before I could think or react, they were stripping me…
I didn’t stop them, didn’t resist… I was in the mindless grip of maddening lust… of crazed arousal… and nothing mattered, except burying my flexing cock in that tight, sloppy boy-hole… slam in and fuck his teen pussy till I added my own seed to the accumulated load that the boy’s ass had amassed over the day.
Besides, I had done a couple group scenes in college — two tops and two bottoms once, and four tops with two bottoms — so having naked male bodies around didn’t bother me… all four of us could happily share that slutty twink!
“Aahibaa…” I heard Arif exclaim, his hands roving all over my naked body, groping, “ae Vikas bhaiyya, tum sahi kahat rahe, tohaar banka babu toh bilkul uii chhoraa jaisan hii chikna hain re!”
“Chala, babu…” Vikas whispered into my ear, one hand taking my arm, and the other fondling my naked butt, the two men leading me towards the squeaking chauki…
Vikas and Arif ushered me towards the window at the foot of the bed — Arif holding my cock, stroking the flexing length, Vikas groping and squeezing my ass, and we were now standing right above the mating pair, looking down at them.
“Ae Madanwa,” Vikas called as we approached, “dopahar se hii chodan raha uii laikaa ko, ab babu ko bhii ek chaanas de re…”
Madan paused in mid stroke and looked up at us for the first time, grinning widely, “Arre, hum kab rokalba, tohre babu ke laage hii toh gaand garam raakhal baa. Ehija, babu…” he said looking at me, tugging out his rampant cock from that cum sloppy, gripping hole with a loud, obscene plop, making the boy groan with agony.
“Uuuunnnnnnhh…” the twink cried out, his hands tugging at the bedsheet, his ass swaying up high, desperate for cock, “ruko matt, chodo!” he demanded loudly.
Madan rolled off the boy and lay down by his side, stroking his slimy cock, grinning up at me… the look lusty.
The kid lay right before me, thighs splayed, legs bent at the knee… still swaying and rotating his ass in search of a cock, whining away as he asked for someone to fuck him!
And as I looked down at him, I groaned… my whole body tingling, my cock hurting as it flexed — God! the boy was awesome, breathtakingly beautiful, like some Heavenly gift waiting for me to take!
Jaise kii mein pehele hii bata chuka hoon… ladka bilkul gora-chitta thaa, very fair, aur uska pura badan me, kahii bhii, ek bhi baal nahi thaa… his whole body totally smooth and hairless, except for the lush, dark and curly pubes, and a light growth under his arms…
The contrast of the jet black pubes against his fair skin startling!
“Fuck me!” he cried in English as his glazed eyes briefly focused on me… lifting his legs higher and spreading them wide, offering me his glorious ass!
“Dekh, babu…” Vikas whispered into my ear, the fingers of his other hand sliding along the glistening cleft of the boy’s widely parted asscheeks… roughly nudging at the pouty, wildly fluttering hole, red and swollen from the day-long fucking, “ekdam laram aur mulayam… maal se bilkul chikna… Dhookaa de, babu!
Mad with arousal, totally blinded by lust, I climbed in between the splayed thighs… Arif still stroking my dick, Vikas sliding two fingers in and out of the sperm leaking, squishy boy hole…
Both whispering obscene suggestions as Madan lay there looking up at me, his eyes hooded, his lips curled in a grin, as if waiting… waiting for something.
I was just aware of the boy in front of me… and the ferocious flames raging in my loins… my only aim: ram in and fuck that awesome twink ass and fill it with my two months worth of unshed load… nothing else mattered – the three men, their presence in the room, their senseless banter… nothing was important.
And as I leaned forward, placing my hands on either side of the boy’s shoulders… Arif released my cock and moved back, both his hands now kneading my naked ass… Madan rolling over on his side and reaching in between the boy’s thighs, his hand in the crack of the boy’s ass, the full palm sliding up and down along the deep cleft…
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Vikas pulling out his fingers and grabbing my cock… tugging it… guiding me to the waiting hole… aligning my throbbing shaft to the boy’s twitching pussy.
“Ghonp de babu,” Arif urged me, whispering close to my ear, “ek hii jhakte me ghonp de!”
Mein bilkul hii pagal ho gaya tha… do mahinaa baad mujhe chodne ka mouka mil raha thaa, aur wo bhi such a lovely young boy… mujhe ab sirf usey chodna tha… yeh Vikas, Madan aur Arif didn’t matter.
With Arif caressing my buttocks, Vikas still holding my cock in a firm grip, and Madan’s hand still flat against the open ass cheeks of the boy, his fore and middle fingers parted, the tiny hole peeking from between the two fingers…
The thin lips pushing out high, offering mesmerising glimpse of the moist, pink innards — I lurched forward… feeling the mouth open wide and suck in my cock head!
I groaned, and the boy cried out…
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