Slutty twink getting banged by a group of hunks part 1

This is a story of Karan, a 27 year old gigolo who earns his living by dancing for horny men in secret club of Mumbai. But that is not enough to meet his financial needs forcing him to use his skill set and some more on the side.

The men he meets in his club often him to perform for a private show and everything he earns there belongs to him. So, he takes care of himself very well and try to be as thin as possible and act girly and sissy. Some clients pay extra for that. He takes female hormone pills and injects himself with those to make his voice and appearance look more fem. He sometimes also crossdresses if the clients want him too.

One time, a man who was a big shot businessman asked him to dress in a single piece lingerie and dance infront of his friends like that. Though he was not sure, he had to do it for money. Although he is a sex worker, sometimes the world and his clients forget that he is a person with feelings.

But a begger can’t be a chooser, so he moves on and does everything he can to earn money the only we he knows how. One day, while he dances in his club, police raided the club and started arresting everybody. Karan, scared and terrified,like everyone else ran for his life leaving his things behind.

But as he tried to run as fast as he could, the heels he was wearing broke and he fell injuring himself. Karan looked up as he moaned in pain and saw a police man approaching him. He was sure he was going to be banged up in a jail cell now. So, he closed his eyes too scared to witness the end of his life.

Suddenly, he felt a strong hand grabbing his shoulder. And in a fraction of a second he was grabbed and taken by a strong man who carried him over his shoulder. Karan was too scared to look who it was but he finally opened his eyes and saw that it was not a police man but a client who was carrying him to safety.

The guy took Karan to a safe place and together they got into a taxi afterwards. In the taxi, Karan took a relaxing breath and then finally looked at the stranger who save his life. The guy was a ripped hunk named Anupam, wearing tight clothes and looked so sexy. He looked at Karan too.

“Are you ok?”
Karan replied “Yes. a little hurt, but yes. Thank you for saving me.”
“Do you need to see a doctor. I can take you.”
“No sir, I’m fine.”
“Don’t call me sir. I’m just 22. And my name is Anupam.”

Karan blushed hearing his praise by the hunk who saved his life.

“Why did you save me Anupam?”

Anupam replied
“I saw you were hurt and I was running too. So, I took you with me.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“I did. Like me.”
“If I got arrested, they would treat me very bad inside. Girls like me are treated bad there. Sometimes too bad.”
“Don’t worry. No one will catch you now.”
“But what about my job. I get paid by the day. How will I live wiithout money or eat or pay rent.”

Karan looked at Anupam feeling nothing but despair and hopelessness. Anupam gave him a pat on his back.

“I know how you can make more money, far more than you do by dancing.”
“How?”
“Meet me at this address tonight at 11 PM, and wear the most sexy dress you have.”

He gave Karan a card and then he paid the driver some cash and got out of the taxi asking him to drop Karan wherever he wanted. Karan stared at the card in disbelief but knowing that he had to do whatever it is he has to do tonight…