Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 6

Indian Gay Sex Story: Vacation with Abid & family: 6

Indian Gay Sex Story: I slept like a log in the afternoon and got up after 5pm. I guess I was tired after sex with Vishnu and Abid. Just as I was thinking of going down for a swim when there was a knock on the door. I frowned wondering who that could be. I was surprised to see Arif’s smiling face when I opened the door.

“Hello. Can I come in”, he asked and walked in when I stepped aside. “I am going for a drive to the canal about 5 km away. There is a nice bridge there. Would you like to come?”

I was confused. I wouldn’t mind going but had a feeling Abid wouldn’t like it. And yet, it would have been rude to refuse without giving a reason so I asked him if Abid was also coming for the drive.

“He isn’t in his room and his bike is also gone. I don’t know where he has gone and when he will return. Do you want to wait for him? Soon it will get dark and we won’t be able to see anything”, he answered looking at his watch.

I made up my mind. “Okay, I will come. Give me a minute to get ready”. I went into the bathroom, changed into a fresh t shirt, washed my face and came back.

He drove expertly and rather fast. He talked about his college and his friends. He too was a sportsman and played squash. He also was a good swimmer, he informed me. As he talked, he kept making gestures with his free hand and placing it on my knee for emphasis. I sighed inwardly because I knew what his intentions were. I had guessed it the moment we had met. I was just waiting to see how he would make his intentions clear enough.

I must say he did that boldly. As we stood on the bridge over the canal, watching the sun set and listened to the birds, He came behind me, put his arm around my waist and kissed me on my neck. His lips were warm and the grip around my waist firm but gentle. Simultaneously he pressed himself into me and I could feel his hardness. He correctly read my silence as consent and turned me around and kissed me full on my lips, holding me very tight.

“Abid will not like it”, I said after the kiss was over. I was breathing hard and getting aroused.

“He needn’t know. Are you his boyfriend?” Arif asked, drawing me to himself, placing my hand on his groin. I shook my head.

He unzipped his trousers and freed his very hard cock that looked really big. This was a genetically hung family, I thought to myself as I took the mushroom head into my mouth, kneeling besides him. Arif groaned with pleasure and held my head in his hand and started to fuck my face. His cock was too thick and long to fit comfortably in my mouth and I began to gag. I took it out of my mouth and took a few breaths.

“Let us go into the car”, he suggested. It was pitch dark and though we could see the headlight of cars passing on the highway nearby, this was a completely secluded place. We got into the back seat of the car and Arif opened unbuckled my belt and pulled down my jeans along with my shorts underneath in one swift jerk. He freed my legs and spread them, placing both my feet on the seat as I leaned against it.

He then lowered his trousers and underwear without bothering to take them off. In the fading light I could see his big and thick phallus, without its foreskin, pointing towards me like a gun. Swiftly and efficiently he covered it with a condom and spat on his palm, rubbing it on the sheathed cock. He spat again and this time, he found my hole and put the saliva there. He was an expert. Unerringly, the tip of his cock found my entrance and in one hard push, he shoved it into me.

I gasped with surprise at the accuracy of his aim and the efficiency with which he took me. He smiled, his white teeth flashing and kissed me, his cock buried deeply inside me.

He started fucking me in slow motion. He would take his time filing me totally and then taking it out almost completely but equally slowly. He continued to do it, driving me insane with pleasure. Waves of incredibly delicious spasms went through me, making my cock hard. It was leaking like a tap. I clasped his hard buttocks and dug my nails, scratching.

“Please, please, go faster, I can’t take this”, I pleaded with him in chocked voice.

“This is how real men fuck, baby. You have been fucked by boys till now”, he grinned lewdly as he continued with his slow strokes.

I lost track of time. I was in some other world feeling something I had never felt before. I wanted it to end and yet didn’t. I felt my body was fused with his even though he wasn’t holding me. His contact with my body was only through his massive cock that was ploughing my pussy.

He continued to fuck. I begged him to stop, to let me go but he just grinned, grinding his rock hard phallus into me. I felt violated but also a pleasure I had never felt before. His cock seemed to be long enough to reach my throat, splitting my whole body into two. I felt my climax building and I hissed, “I am going to cum”, scratching his back with my nails.

“Yes, yes. Cum now. I want to see your face as you cum”, he whispered and buried his cock into me and I came. I came is gushes, emptying myself without touching myself even once.

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He continued as if nothing had happened. His cock continued to drill me, slow and steady. I just lay there, all energy drained from me, completely at his mercy. He was the master and I was merely a slave with no will of my own. He was in total control through his cock.

It was another five minutes after which he increased his speed and then came inside me. After emptying himself, he stayed there, still hard, for some time. I felt he was a part of me.

As we drove back, we were both silent. There was nothing to say. We stopped at a place to have a cold drink. It was seven thirty when we reached the house. Abid still hadn’t returned and I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn’t want him to see me now. He would have guessed. Arif instructed me to go to my room and then come down for some refreshments.

I took a long shower, thinking of all the things that had happened to me today. I felt like a slut and wondered what other excitement was in store for me in the coming days.