Gay fucking story of second time with bus driver

Gay fucking story: After my hot hookup with the bus driver, I was looking forward to meet him again. But I couldn’t leave work early two days in a row. So I told my brother that it was my friends birthday and that I would be out till late and he didn’t have to pick me up.

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All day at work I kept thinking of the driver. The way he had kissed me, the way he had fingered me, the way he had fucked me. I was getting hard. It was getting too much. I got up during the break and went to the dhaba. He was sitting on a charpoy with some his friends.

Seeing me he smiled and motioned towards behind the dhaba. I went there and waited for a while. He came after some time. He looked around to see if anyone was there. On seeing no one, he pushed me to the wall and kissed me passionately. I kissed back, pushing my tongue in his mouth.

Our tongues rolled over each others. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it tightly. I could feel him getting hard. He turned me around and lowered my pants to my knees. Picking up his lungi, he thrust his dick in my asshole. He covered my mouth with one hand and pulled my hair with another while fucking me.

He thrust roughly into me a few times and then came inside me. I felt his cum trickling down my leg. he then reached around and jerked me off while kissing me over the shoulder. I was so horny I came real quickly. I spurted cum all over the wall.

I turned around and looked at him. He smiled and tossed me his gamcha to clean up.

“Shaam ka kya plan hai?” I asked as I was cleaning up.

“Kyun? Tu party de raha?” he asked.

“Shayad. Paas me lodge hai. Milte wahan,” I said.

“daaru peeta hai?” he asked.

“haan”

“thik hai. Milte phir. Kitne baje?” he asked.

“7”, I walked up to him and kissed him. I could feel something in my dick. I broke the kiss.

“chal bye”

I left work around 7. The lodge was a few hundred feet from the dhaba. When I got there, I saw him waiting for me downstairs. He was wearing shirt and pants. I smirked.

“Tere paas dhang ke kapde bhi hai?” I asked playfully.

“Randi bahut bol rahi hai,” he said, “chal andar dikhata hoon tujhe.”

We got a room at the corner. It was small with a double bed. He had brought a couple of beer bottles. We began drinking. He turned the tv on. Some Punjabi song was playing. I got up and began dancing in front of him. I moved my ass slowly in front of his crotch, occasionally brushing up against it.

He was getting hard and horny. I could sense. He rubbed his hand on my ass. I sat on his lap. I could feel his dick. It was hard and hot. I leaned back on his body. He picked his beer bottle and took a sip. Then he poured the beer into my mouth and kissed me from behind. The taste of his tongue and beer mixed together almost made me cum.

He reached to the front and undid my trousers. While kissing me, he put his hand in my undies and began stroking my dick. I got up and took my clothes off. He took his shirt off. I then sat on his lap and began kissing him. After a while he licked down to my nipples. His tongue was magic. My nipples had never been licked like this.

I held on to his head moaning loudly. I then took the beer bottle and took a sip. Then I kissed him and passed the beer into his mouth. He took it in greedily. Some of it came out of the side of his mouth and ran down his body. I licked the beer trail upto his nipple. I softly licked his nipple. he let out a little moan. I then went further down and undid his pants.

His dick was hard as rock. I licked the head gently and then took him in my mouth. He lay back and closed his eyes. I sucked for a while then an idea hit me. I sipped some beer, and took his dick in my mouth. I began sucking him with beer in my mouth. The cold beer and my warm tongue on his dick drove him crazy. He began tossing around on the bed. I knew it time to get fucked now.

I got on top of him and gently lowered myself on his dick. He held on to hips. I held my breathe taking him in slowly. Once he was fully in I began to ride him. it was intense. We both were slick with sweat now. The bedsheet was getting all wet. He sat up and began to kiss me while fucking me.

He then put a finger in my hole. This stretched my hole even more and I moaned out loud. He then began to stroke me. I wasn’t gonna last long. With a yelp, I came in between us. My cum hit both our chests and jaws. He licked my chest clean and kissed me. I could taste my cum on his tongue.

He then tossed me up from his dick to the bed. Pushing me on my stomach, he got behind me and entered me. he held my hips as he began fucking me doggie style. After he while, he pushed my head down and kept his leg on my head.

He pinned my head down with his leg and began fucking me intensely. I was in pain and pleasure both. His dick tore into me, touching my gspot. It began to squirm. He was about to cum. He sensed it too. He immediately pulled out and turned me around. He got on my chest and began jerking off. I opened my mouth and took my tongue out, waiting for the pearls.

“Le randi. Pee ja saara,” he yelled, as he grabbed my hair and came all over my mouth and face. He then put his dick in my mouth. I licked it clean. He then took it out and began to kiss me. His saliva and cum mixed in my mouth. We kept kissing for a long time. And then eventually we fell asleep.

Gay fucking story of a crazy and wild fuck with a bus driver

In the morning I woke up to find him gone. I got dressed and walked to the dhaba. His bus was gone too. I was a bit sad at first but then again that’s life for us gays. It was only after a year that I saw him again. A couple of friends and I were eating at the dhaba when I saw him with his friends.

He looked at me and nodded. I returned it. I saw him go behind the dhaba. I excused myself from my group and went there. He was pissing. I got near him and began to piss.

He asked me how I was. I said good. He had finished pissing and was just standing there. He then kissed me suddenly. I kissed back. But he stopped.

“Meri shaadi ho gayi hai. To ab aur yeh sab nai,” he said walking away.

But then he turned and said, “par who 2 din tere sath main hamesha yaad rakhunga.” And then he walked away.

Same man. Main bhi who 2 din hamesha yaad rakhunga.