Indian Gay Sex Story of The Forbidden Family Fruit: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Part 1: The cousin dilemma

Hello again. Varun here, back with another experience, This is a story submitted by a fan, which I tried to put into words. I am sorry to have not been able to completed my ‘Varun and Ravi-Two hot roommates’ story. I’ll very soon write it’s next part.

You can read that story here.

I received tremendously positive feedback on my last stories, which prompted me to share more experiences. For those of you who are new to my writing, I am Bi, from Mumbai. I would love to connect with anyone who wants to get in touch, just drop me a mail at [email protected] or connect over instagram @Indian_men_xperiences. I welcome all feedback and critique, so don’t hesitate. You can write to me suggesting any changes I can make to my style of writing, to make it more enjoyable.

I’ll start narrating my story as Junaid, the fan who sent this experience to convert into the story. Hello everyone, Junaid here. I am currently 22 years old, however this is a story when I was 16 , still exploring my sexuality. I used to be a slim, fair teenager with broad hips.

Coming to the story, I live with my mom and dad in Lucknow. My aunt (Dad’s sister) lives in Dubai, and once we planned on visiting her for vacations. So we went to Dubai for a week, and did I forget to tell you, they have a son, 6 years elder than me, Hussain, who I used to call bhaijaan.

So we reached her place, and a lot of happy faces could be seen, having met each other after such a long time. My dad and aunt were talking, along with my mother and my uncle on the couch. My aunt was telling me how much I have grown, as last she saw me, I was a 3 year old kid.

My dad responded by saying, Hussain has also became such a strong young man. Last time they met, he was a small kid of 9, who has now grown into a handsome young prince. Well he wasn’t lying altogether, Hussain had broad shoulders, and was wearing a denim shirt and black jeans, showing his muscular structure and hot eyes.

I went and me Hussain, and we sat up our own station, away from grownups in front of TV. He was asking me about my schools, my friends and whatnot, the usual small talk. Soon, Grownups were finished with preliminary talks and the next ritual was exchanging gifts.

My mom and dad had brought a shawl for aunt and a new fountain pen for my uncle (He is a respected scientist). My aunt gave my mom a very beautiful handbag. Next came gifts for us, and I don’t know about bhaijaan, but I was very excited to get a gift. She gave me a hot wheels set and an iPad(Back when they were still a fad).

My dad gave Hussain a new sharwani, with lucknowi work. He seemed very much happy and pleased with the gift. Aunt: Hussain, why don’t you take Junaid to guest rom and help him set up. Hussain: Sure. Then I’ll go try the sharwani (A middle eastern tunic with leggings) also. The guest room I was put into was right next to bhaijaan’s room.

He left me there with my bag, and went to his room. Till this point in time, I had no bad intentions towards bhaijaan. I found him hot, but I also knew that he’s my cousin and very elder to me. Also, he’s kind of a private person. Anyways, I unpacked a little and wanted to freshen up, but couldn’t find a towel.

So I went next door to ask for it from Bhaijaan. I didn’t knock and just entered his room. He must have been trying the sherwani, because when I entered, he was shirtless, and trying to wear the bottoms. In short, he was in squatting position, pulling his leg in the pyjamas, with only his hot Emporio Armani briefs.

His ass was facing me, and he still had no idea that I had come to his room. I was speechless for a minute, looking at those thighs, and that round bulging ass that small piece of garment was trying to cover.

I said, “Bhaijaan, wo towel nhi mili khi mujhe”

He turned, and looking at me standing there while he’s still in his briefs, his face went red. If the view of his ass was mesmerising, his front sure left me in another world. His bulge, clearly was hiding a very big package. A thin line of hair went from his toned abdomen down his undies, and left me staring a moment longer than I should have.

He caught me staring intently, which probably made him a little less conscious. So he gave up on trying to wear the pyjamas, and instead came to my room just like that, In his undies, showing me where the towels are. Maybe he was enjoying this exhibitionism, seeing as how I was interested in ogling at him.

I felt I should say something, so I thanked him for showing me the towels, and complemented him on his physique. He smiled and said, “Abe ladkiyan marti hai is body p. Tu fikar na kar, kal se mere sath exercise kana teri bhi banwa dunga.”.(Girls go flat on this body. Don’t you worry though, I’ll get you in shape too, come exercise with me from tomorrow).

I just laughed and said, Na hoga bhaijaan, I anyways get up late.( I can’t brother, I anyways get up late) I got a full look of his hot body in underwear once more before he left for his room. I had a weird sensation in my pants, my dick was erect and my heartbeats were faster. It was then I realised that I wanted to see what was inside those briefs.

But I pushed that thought away knowing full well that he’s my cousin and such thoughts are bad. So I got ready and went for lunch. It all went fine. The lunch was sumptuous and I was sitting besides bhaijaan. Once his hand brushed against mine while taking water, and it sent goosebumps in my body.

I knew I needed him badly, but as we were not close, haven’t met each other in years, and had such age gap, I didn’t know how it could happen. Whole day passed in idle chitchat with family only, while bhaijaan spent his time in his room. I saw him directly at dinner.

After dinner, while parents still couldn’t finish their chatter, I went upstairs following Bhaijaan. Ofcourse, as we reached his room, he immediately waved a bye and closed his room from inside. If I had any hopes of moving ahead with him sexually, they were all but shattered.

So I just went to my room, and decided to sleep. I removed my clothes and decided to sleep in my underwear only. I prefer sleeping naked, but since this was a new place, I thought I better keep my undies on at least. Anyways, I drifted to sleep pretty quickly.

Early in the morning, I was woken up by sounds of mild moans, like someone is doing hard labor. Then I realised my room and hussian’s room shares a wall and those were the noises of him working out. The noises were rugged, but kind of a turn on. I could actually imagine him working out, his flexed muscles and taut abs, with pulled up hamstrings and arched back.

His sweaty palms and bulging nerves. These images in my head, along with my morning wood made my 6 inched poke out of my undies and discharge precum. Anyways, I went to washroom and calmed my dick down, before wearing shorts and a loose tee. I had to see bhaijaan during workout, I had to.

I knocked on his door, he asked who’s it. I said’”Bhai aapne bola the na workout k life aane ko”(Brother you asked me to join for the workout). He opened the door, and I could see he was in his shorts only, without a t-shirt. His chest was looking all pumped up, and his arms were totally bulked.

He asked me have I ever worked out before, and quite embarrassingly, I shook my head. He then asked me to stretch a little, and then hold the partial plank position for 30 seconds as sort of a warm up. He then went back to doing his hammer curls, making noises as he exercises. I didn’t need much warm up, as I was already pretty ‘warmed up’ seeing him.

He then started doing sit ups, while I sat on his bed watching him, mesmerised. I didn’t even realise that my mouth was open, like I wanted to lick him right off. He looked at me, and suddenly stopped, maybe becoming uncomfortable. He then said he has some work to finish, he’ll do rest of the workout in evening and sent me back.

I was certain that bhaijaan knows about my intention and is very uncomfortable, probably even angry about it. That’s why he’s acting this cold and distant. My belief solidified further when I went to call him for breakfast, and he curtly said he’ll eat a little later, without even so much as a glance towards me.

I decided to put a stop to me swooning over him, and just spend a normal vacation. Maybe in a day or two he’ll become normal and we would be able to talk like normal cousins.

In afternoon, we all planned to go shopping at Marina Mall. Aunt asked Hussain also but he said he isn’t interested. Later, My parents and aunt’s family also made plans to visit some other places after shopping which were too boring for me, so I also dropped the plan.

My aunt suggested I go hang out with Bhaijaan , but I knew he felt uncomfortable around me, so I decided to hang out just around there. I remembered seeing a football field nearby, and thought I would play for sometime, as I absolutely love football. So I asked her if there’s a football at home, and she asked me to check below Hussain’s bed, as she remember’s there is one that he uses to play.

Indian gay sex story of two cousins meeting each other after a long time to mate

I said ok, but before that I will go change into stretchy shorts and my jersey, along with shoes. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and left with others, saying that they’ll be back after dinner only, and food is there in kitchen for us. I went, changed, and then decided to go to bhaijaan’s room to get the ball.

I was nervous about it, but thought I’ll just get it and go quickly, so I won’t have to face him again for some time. I went and found his door open, so I went inside. He wasn’t in the room, but I heard sound of shower running. I thought I’ll just find the ball and then tell him that I am taking it to play outside.

I went below the bed and found the ball. In those few moments, shower stopped and I heard bathroom door open. Before I could say anything, I saw Hussain coming out of bathroom, completely naked.

Would my dream hunk become mine? Is Bhaijaan going to give me that gorgeous piece of meat.

Read the next part here to find out and write for more to me, at [email protected]. You can follow me and connect on instagram also, @indian_men_xperiences.