Indian Gay Sex Story: My cook, my lover

Indian Gay Sex Story: My cook, my lover

Indian Gay Sex Story: I am a gay guy living in one of the tier 1 cities in India. I had been living with a roommate who worked as a chef. He was also my best friend. So obviously I had no issues of food whatsoever. But, problems did crop up when my excellent chef of a very-very close friend (yes, we had been intimate too), got a prestigious job at the Hotel Taj, Delhi. So, he had to leave me. But we always kept
in touch and still meet up frequently.

But when he was gone, two problems cropped up, one that I had lost a very close friend and a roommate and secondly, I had no one to cook for me anymore. I was a failure in cooking. I can’t even prepare a good cup of tea!

So, here I was, a well-paid business executive, having problems eating at my own home. Although there were enough places to eat out, I always felt too lazy to go outside the house in the scorching heat. Also, after I returned from work in the late evenings, or even late nights at times, I was way too exhausted to step out of my air-conditioned apartment.

So, I began my search for a young cook, who could cook for me as well as look after the house. I am 25 years old, so I did not really want to employ anyone over 18.

The security guard of my building got a guy for me, after a lot of requests. A smart young lad, aged 18, whom he said, was an incredible cook, to work for me in my house. The guard knew my schedule and even informed the boy of the same. He was a very cute guy, and did not really look like the “servant category”.

He could very easily pass for an upper-class guy. But, sadly that was not so. He had a family to support at the tender age, so he had to work as his father was a drunkard, and did not earn anything, and he was the eldest kid of the family. His mother, too, was a cook in some houses in our building

He was a sweet innocent kid, and I really got captivated by his looks. He sure was an excellent cook and took care of everything in the house. He was honest and I could trust with everything. I used to just leave my house to him whilst at work, knowing that it would be of no harm.

Meanwhile, I was getting more and more attracted to him, and he even started to stay at my place overnight, due to the extremely hot and humid climate. I had an air-conditioner in the bedroom and felt it would be really unkind to make him sleep in the burning lounge room without an air-conditioner.

He was very thankful when I offered him to sleep in my room and knowing how clean and hygienic he was, I allowed him to sleep on my bed beside me. He looked uber attractive to me. He was young, fair and handsome. I was looking for a chance to get a bit intimate with him, although I did not want to do it forcefully. I finally got a chance, one night.

I had organised a party at my home and this sweet kid had prepared some real “gourmet” food. All my friends were praising his cooking and were envious of me. He felt great hearing them and after they left and he came to sleep in my room, a bit drunk.

Both of us were drunk actually. I hugged him and thanked him for the wonderful job he did with the food. He did not mind my hugging him tight like that and continued hugging. I was wearing into my night clothes, and so was he, and as both of us were not wearing our undergarments, our tools were nudging against each other’s, making both of us hard.

He came very close to me and all of a sudden, kissed me. He had been very close to me and so was I to him, so I too reciprocated his sweet kiss, with a long smooch on his tasty wet lips, making him hotter and hornier. He began undressing, and I just could make out what he wanted of me from his imploring eyes. He was a sweetheart and I was ready to make him as happy as I could.

He stripped completely naked without having to be told anything. I followed suit and undid all my nightwear, and both of us, stood stark naked in front of each other, admiring each other.

He was very well built for his age. When I say well built I mean in the right sexual areas — he had a medium-sized dick, with the right amount of pubic hair and a smooth butt, so sexy and adorable.

I always kept myself smooth. I just preferred it that way, which when my little friend saw, was absolutely mesmerized by the smoothness and kept hugging and kissing me many times, over and over again.

I came close to him, and without saying anything, he went to the bed and lay down on his tummy, as if inviting me to invade his beautiful ass. I touched my full-grown dick on his butt crack, making him shudder a bit, moaning. But, then he loosened his ass muscles and was ready to have me in him.

He really enjoyed the entire thing, moaning sluttily and being extremely cooperative, not even letting a drop spurt out. He was very tight and warm inside, obviously a virgin hole, and he enjoyed it a lot. I was very careful not to hurt him and had also worn a condom, just to be extra precautious.

He was so sexy and hot, that I came after about 18 minutes. Both of us breathed heavily and were on a high. After .u minutes, I began sliding out from inside him. He had a look of an immense sensual excitement and love for me, that I had never ever seen before in anyone. Although we were not very dirty, he insisted on a hot shower together, which we really enjoyed. I soaped him all over, and he did the same, both of us enjoyed the cold shower.

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We had a different relationship since then. Not that of a master and servant, that was never there before either, but now, it was a very intimate and sweet relation between the both of us. He continued working for me and also getting loved by me. He was such a great cook, that I got him trained in the hotel I worked.

As he had completed secondary education, the hotel had no qualms about taking him as a trainee chef. He joined there, but still, the two of us stayed together and always had the same love for each other, forever.