Indian Gay Sex Story: An evening in Seminary Hills: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: An evening in Seminary Hills: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: The season was turning, the fall faded away, the earth was not wet anymore, and as the wind paved their way to winter, the humidity in the air was getting replaced by chill…
There I was, again in my balcony, scrolling on my app’s account looking for someone else to meet my excitation, when a message popped up, “hi”
Usually, I don’t respond to messages from blank profiles ( I am one of those who thinks if you have nothing to write on your profile- you are not worth my attention, but hornyness got the best of me and I replied, “Hey, I am Karan, top, here for fun”
{My mail id is [email protected]}
Usually, the chats are slow and non-productive but this was a different case. I got an instantaneous reply “Hey Karan, how are you? I am Kartik. I am here for fun as well, would you like to meet casually?”
Ordinarily, there is a whole bunch of crap like face pic, body pic, you show, you show and to be honest, I was tired of all, so I simply said “Yes!”
Living in Nagpur, we decided to meet at Seminary Hills, it is just like Central Park, it’s sort of inside the city, a huge chunk of trees with a lot of secluded places… At 6:30 we planned it since it was the beginning of winter, the sky was bright, with a hint of turning dark… We were supposed to meet at the entrance of a school just beside the seminary…
I reached there at 6:35 on my bike, a dark complexion guy, around 5’7 feet, on a maroon activa, with a bag on his shoulder was looking at me. I took a shot, went to him and said, “Hey Karan here,” he instantaneously replied “I am Kartik,” we shook hands.
“Would you mind taking a walk?” I asked. He simply put his scooty on the side stand, I too parked my bike, and we started walking along the side…
Let me tell you about myself, I am 5’7″, 64 kgs, hairy, light brown, fit, top. And this guy was just my kind, average height, skin tone does not matter to me, gentle in communication, but hints of being hot and active in bed(our handshake proves the same).
I have a huge dick, 7+, slightly curved, with a thick head, so I never meet virgins(It’s a waste of time). We were talking about all these stuff, and it was getting dark, and our conversation was also getting darker, from fields to hometowns, to preferences, to fetishes, as our casual conversation grew hotter, some heat developed between us.
Our hands were accidentally brushing, I put my arm around his shoulder, we kept walking, it was completely dark now. He put his arm around my waist, we started feeling each other up. He was hunky, a hint of fat on his stomach, but good arms and back. I was positive that he was impressed by my measures as well…
That area is crowded in the morning with joggers, but at evenings, it’s pretty secluded. I was massaging his neck, trying to reach depths of his neck inside his collar. He suddenly withdrew his hand from my waist and slid two fingers between the buttons of my shirt on my chest.
By expressions on his face, I could say he was happy with my chest and chest hairs. His gesture turned me on. I dragged his hand from my shirt and took him inside seminary hills. The joggers’ track was dusky, but the moonlight was ample. Once we were in, we were completely comfortable, still, we kept on walking.
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I opened the top button of my shirt to let him feel my chest deeply. His hands could not wait until I was done unbuttoning. l just undid 2 buttons, and he went in… Meanwhile, I slid down to his ass…
Man! That was a great ass, I was massaging it over his jeans, feeling the curves and crack, the very beauty of it, while he was busy with my chest…
We were now in the centre of seminary, and the animal in me took over my conscience…
