Gay sex erotica of hookup with sexy bus driver
Gay sex erotica: My brother would pick me up from work every day. He would call around 6:30 saying he is leaving his office. I would leave around 7 and walk around half a kilometer to the crossroads from where he would pick me up.
The crossroads connected a highway and there was a dhaba there. Lots of buses and trucks would stop at the dhaba and near the road as well. I would eye some of the hunky ones till my brother arrived.
One day i was standing at the crossroads, near some buses, waiting. My brother was taking his time. A couple of men were talking loudly near the bus. I caught the eye of one of the men. He was wearing a lungi and banyan which showed off his strong arms. His chiseled face had a stubble and his hair was wavy and falling on his forehead.
He also saw me looking at him and began rubbing his chin. I got a bit embarrassed that he had seen me and turned my face away. After some time, I sneaked a peek again. His friends were walking away and he was walking towards the bushes, probably to pee. He picked up his lungi. My mouth fell open. Even from a distance, his cock seemed huge.
He began pissing into the bushes. He looked around and saw me looking at him. this time I didn’t turn my face away. Neither did he. He finished pissing and turned towards me. He kept looking at me, while shaking and stroking his dick. I was almost drooling now. Just then I heard a loud horn. It was my brother. I quickly composed myself and got behind him. I cursed my luck. As my brother drove away, I turned around and saw the driver smirking at me.
Next day I decided to leave early from office by an hour or two to try my luck. I made an excuse about my health and left by 4 30. I reached the crossroad to find the bus parked there. The driver was not in sight though. I walked to the bus and peeked inside. It was empty. I got up and went in. There was no one there. This disheartened me.
I turned to leave when I heard someone getting in. it was him. he was fully wet, wearing just a gamcha. He was holding a soap in one had. Probably returning from a shower. His wet body was glistening and his nipples were dark and perky. I could see the shape of his cock over the wet gamcha. I was very embarrassed. He ran his hand through his hair and said “tere se aur raha nai gaya?”
I said, “nai.”
“Ab khara hi rahega ya kuch karega bhi?”
I walked up to him and went in for the kiss. But he pushed me back.
“Main pappi shuppi nai karta. Siddha kaam pe lag ja.”
With that he took his gamcha off. His cock was already semi hard. It was so thick that I immediately dropped to my knees. I held it and gently pulled the foreskin back to reveal the shiny head. I licked it gently.
He moaned, “aur khel mat. Le le siddha.” This was all I needed to hear. I took his cock in my mouth, as deep as possible. he gasped loudly and held my head. “bhenchod,” he whispered softly. I began bobbing my head and running my tongue all over his cock. He was very hard now.
He grabbed my head and began thrusting his cock roughly in my mouth. I began to choke. But he didn’t stop. He pushed his cock in as much as possible. it was hitting my tonsils. I reached around and held his ass, pushing him further in my mouth. “kya mast chusta hai tu,” he whispered, “ab teri gaand maarne de”.
He pushed my head off his cock. It was all slick and wet from saliva. “kapde utar,” he ordered harshly. I quickly stripped off. He pushed me on one of the three seaters. I laid back and he got on top of me. He spit on of his fingers and pushed the finger roughly inside my asshole. I yelled loudly from the pain.
“Chup saali,” he said, wriggling his finger all around. He picked up my underwear and put them in my mouth to keep me quiet. I held on the armrest as he moved his finger all around my hole. He suddenly removed his finger and walked away to the end of the bus. He came back immediately holding a condom. He put it on his cock and positioned himself over me. I looked at him hoping he would be gentle. I was wrong.
In one go he thrust his thick cock into me. I bit down on the underwear moaning loudly. tears came to my eyes. He was the last thing of gentle. “kya mast gaand hai teri. Ekdum tight,” he said, fucking wildly. I was moaning loudly now. “saali chup ho ja sab sun lenge,” he said, holding my legs apart as he ripped into me. Suddenly he dropped on me and took the underwear off my mouth.
“Tu bas aise shant hogi,” he said and kissed me. it was a deep kiss. His tongue was in my mouth. It was rough probably from smoking beedis. He increased his fucking speed as he kissed me. I was in heaven. It was a moment when he broke the kiss. “aap to pappi shappi nai karte they,” I said toyingly.
He smacked me across the face. It stung me. “chup randi,” he said, grabbing my neck and fucking me harder. He began to kiss me again and also started choking me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on to his hair. He then began biting my neck and grunting. He was fucking very hard now.
Gay sex erotica of a wild and crazy hookup with a random bus driver
I bit down on his shoulder. He was close I could tell. He grunted and bit down on my shoulder and began to cum. I felt his dick spurt the cum into the condom. His breathing slowed down now. He was spent. He laid on me for a while and then got up.
“kapde pehen le,” he said and walked to the back of the bus. I got dressed up, my cock still hard. He suddenly came back. “ek min,” he said. He got to his knees and began sucking me off. He knew how to use his tongue. It was magic. He worked his tongue all over my cock. I wasn’t gonna last long. He sensed this and backed off and began jerking me.
Within seconds I came on his shoulder. He didn’t move away. He then gave my dick one last lick and stood up. He looked at my cum on his shoulder. “lagta hai phirse nahana padega,” he said. I smiled. He kissed me. we kissed for a while. Then he said, “ab tu jaa. Main parson tak yahan hoon, kal dobara mil mujh se,” I almost got hard again hearing this.
