Indian Gay Sex Story of The Neighbourhood Slut: 4

Indian Gay Sex Story: I am an NRI 21 year old, slim boy with a nice round ass. I am finishing up my last year of college, living in mumbai, and always looking to get into a little trouble. I had been so busy with my studies this year that I rarely had time to have any fun. Plus, finding guys was hard in this country.

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My usual suitors were visiting tourists who loved to bring me up to their luxurious hotels (but those are stories for another time :P). What I really wanted was someone to use me as their personal slut on a regular basis. This is the part IV of the story of how I became the favorite neighborhood slut.

I woke up in my bed with Raj’s arms around me. The blanket had fallen on the floor and all that was keeping me warm was his body and his leg wrapped around my body keeping me locked into him. My smaller body was tucked perfectly into his. I slowly squirmed out of his hold and looked on the floor for some clothes. I found my thong and put it on and went to make breakfast.

Just as I was finishing cooking, Raj came out of the bedroom. He clearly couldn’t be bothered to put on his clothes and why should he. His morning wood was erect with 8 inches of dark glory. He casually leaned on the wall with his muscled arm on his hip and said good morning. I let him pose as I checked him out in the morning sun.

“Good morning to you…and your friend” I laughed pointing at his massive cock.

“Well I thought you would be hungry for some breakfast” Raj suggested.

Without missing a beat, I went over to him and started what would become my morning routine for a while. I knelt down and looked up at him with my childish puppy eyes. He smiled back and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled me closer and my mouth opened to welcome his dick. I still had the taste of his cum in my mouth from yesterday.

I looked up as his dick inched to the back of my throat. His head was turned back and his eyes rolled into his head with ecstasy. I pulled back to work on just his tip. I ran my tongue all the way up from his balls and shaft to his slit and sucked up the precum. I sucked on it like a kid with a lollipop.

“Let’s make sure you get some breakfast too!” Raj suggested.

“Don’t worry, this will fill me up just fine”. I said. I grabbed him by his dick like a leash and pulled him to the counter. He hopped onto it. My eye caught a jar of honey I was using on the side. I went to grab it and Raj looked confused.

“What is this for?” He asked.

“For breakfast” I said as I opened the jar, reached into the sticky goo and started to rub it all over his dick. The cold honey made him shiver and look back in ecstasy. I began to take his sausage into my mouth. The honey was sweet and sticky, just like his cum. It filled my mouth and made it stick to his dick so that I was inseparable.

He began to thrust his hips. The honey acted as lube and opened up my entire throat. Each thrust pushed his dick deeper and deeper. I could feel his penis throbbing as he speeded up and eventually his moaning became screaming as he released my breakfast into my mouth. He tasted sweeter than the honey. I licked him clean all over and told him to get ready for the day.

Raj insisted that we work out and took me down to the gym. As a slim boy, I maintained my weight without using the gym too frequently, so this was a new experience for me. He, on the other hand, was a seasoned pro. As we entered, I looked around to see a sea of hunky men.

They all had bodies that bulged from their shirts and other bulges in their pants. Raj took me to some of the machines and had me spot him. He even showed me how to use some of them, holding my back and fixing my posture. At one machine, he held my hips with both his hands and pulled them back.

“Just like that,” he said. His dick was rock hard and pressed against my ass. I blushed and tried to pull away, afraid that someone would see. He was so strong that it was futile. Eventually he let go and told me that we should head to the showers since he was done working out. I followed him to the locker room and we both got undressed.

The locker room seemed pretty much empty except for the occasional flush on the other end. We ditched our clothes and went to the shower area. We both got showers next to each other and began to lather up. I wanted to tease him and turned around, making sure to lather deep into my ass crack. I bent over to soap up my legs with my ass high in the air.

I peeked back and saw Raj shamelessly watching me as he lathered up his cock. He began to stroke it and it grew, covered in soap and water. He was not going to take any further teasing. He turned off his shower and got under mine. He slapped my ass with his dick. It made a loud, wet sound.

“Someone will see!” I said as I got up. Before I could protest, Raj had grabbed my boob from behind with one hand. His other hand wrapped around to grab my dick and his face reached over my shoulders and began to kiss me. There was no point in protesting.

I began to rub my ass on his dick with the water running over the both of us. I was completely wrapped in his arms. I would not help but moan. I could tell this got him riled because he immediately pushed me against the wall. My hands, chest and face were pressed against it. His hand rested on my shoulder, ensuring that I could not move. He yanked my ass back towards him and I turned around, giving him an eager look.

“I didn’t get a chance to break you in yesterday you bitch” Raj whispered in my ear.

“I’m all yours. Do what you want with me daddy” I said.

He made a moaning sound in pleasure. He leaned back and smacked my ass so hard I could feel it jiggle. The water and soap had got my ass all wet and loose and Raj knew it. He quickly found my hole and placed his tip on it. He held my hips and slowly pushed forward, getting the tip in. I screamed in pain and pleasure.

He grabbed my mouth to keep me quiet and thrust forward. It felt like he had thrust all the way to my stomach. His massive cock filled me up and I felt like a rag doll, waiting to tossed around. He did not give me a chance to get comfortable and instead, humped me at a nice, slow rate.

My hole began to loosen as his dick rubbed against my prostate. I wanted him deeper and deeper. As he thrust forward, I pushed back. I could feel his balls pressing against my hole and knew I had taken in every inch.

Indian gay sex story of neighbourhood slut’s wild experience

Suddenly, he pulled out, spun me around and lifted me by my legs. I wrapped my legs and arms around him as he carried me out of the showers and back to the lockers. He set me down on one of the benches and began to pound me missionary. He was squatted over the bench, lifting my legs into the air and keeping them together. I was really enjoying myself now.

He then gestured to make me stand up and and said “bend over”. As I turned around, ass up and about to put my face up, I caught the eye of someone on the other side of the lockers who looked right at us…

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