Having a great time with an Indian gay

Only two or three days prior I was hoping to have a great time with another Indian gay man. Rather, here I was, in a critical circumstance, being confronted by the man I have been enamored with since secondary school.

I never anticipated that he would be such a malevolent individual. We were holding so well, since we are both Indian gays and I thought we had the same affections for one another. I adored his coal black hair and smooth eyes that coordinated his light dull skin. His hair felt like silk as I ran my fingers through it once in a while. He was the ideal Indian Gay. His muscles constantly made them known through his tight shirts, even his areolas were great. He was the Indian gay fellow of my numerous dreams.

I pulled off his white T-shirt and tossed it into the closest corner. I helped him remove his speedo and I licked his penis everywhere, my spit dribbling from it. I then took his whole penis in my mouth, feeling the tip of it at the back of my throat. It was at any rate around 8 inches. Indian gay guy discharged a long groan as I sucked away on him, getting him hard.

Indian gay guy gets his dick sucked and then fucks me

I quit sucking his penis and I started to lick his balls. That went on for a minute until I went to his dick once more, eager for his cum in my stinky sphincter.

I felt the leader of his fit dick exactly at the opening of my ass. I took in a full breath, consoling myself that this was what I needed. The dick popped in. A minor shout got away from within me. Indian gay guy pushed in the following few inches of his penis. Indian gay guy was not showing me a bit of mercy. Indian gay guy continued pushing it in until his full length was within me. Indian gay guy began fucking me at an enduring pace.