Sexing with sexy horny friend of friend: A Desi sex tale

Hey readers Akshay here. Today I’m sharing another real incident. Let me describe myself quickly. I’m 27 years old, 5″6′, slim, fair tone, very less facial hair which I prefer to keep clean shaven and clean shave makes me look younger than my age.

This incident was about a few years back when my colleague was planning a small house party as his wife was not at home. His two close friends were about to be there so he asked me if I would like to join them. Earlier I have met his friends a few times over drink at the bar so both of them ain’t complete strangers to me so I agreed to join the house party. One of them is so handsome that when I met him for the first time that night I masturbated imagining him in my bed.

He is around 33 years old, 5″9′ dusky, toned body, full beard, his overall personality was like Shahid Kapoor’s Kabir Singh but a little dusky one. So I will mention him as Kabir for the confidentiality of his name. Kabir is hardcore drinker and smoker but he has maintained his physic very well with regular gyming. And one thing about him amuses me that a personality like him doesn’t have any girlfriend. So several times I met him, I always used to check gay dating apps whenever he was around but I never found him on those sites. My hopes of hooking up with him were very low.

So as decided I reached my colleague’s house in the evening and both of his friends were already there so I greeted them and sat on the mattress. My colleague recently shifted to a new house where he stays with his wife so they don’t have a sofa in their living room. Just a mattress next to the window and a TV on the opposite wall. Kabir was cooking dry chicken for chakna. As chakna got ready he prepared 4 pegs of whiskey for us.

It was the IPL season and the first inning was about to start, we did cheers as the inning started. We were sitting on the floor and Kabir was sitting opposite me. His bulge from his shorts was looking prominent and I couldn’t take my eyes off his bulge. But to avoid the embarrassment I controlled myself and tried to ignore it as much as I could. The first inning of the match was about to be over when our dinner got delivered. We had dinner and continued with the drinks. The first peg after having food did hit me hard so I went to sleep on the mattress. Some time later I woke up and found that Kabir was still drinking while watching the match. My colleague and the other guy were not there so I asked Kabir about them to which he said they went to sleep in the bedroom as they both got high too. The last two overs of the match were left and the match was getting interesting so I got up and sat on the mattress. Without even asking Kabir made a peg for me and offered. I didn’t want to refuse him so I took the peg. The match ended and I was still wearing jeans so before falling asleep again I got up to change. I took my shorts from the bag and was going towards the kitchen so Kabir said “andar kyu jaa raha hai? Yaha kaunsi ladki hai? Yahi change karle na.” I didn’t say anything and change to my shorts. By the time of the announcement of ‘man of the match’, I finished my peg and lay down on the mattress. A few mins later he finished his peg and lit a cigarette. He asked me if I wanted a cigarette, I said I’ll have a few puffs so he shared his cigarette. After finishing his smoking he cleaned up everything and went to the bedroom.

I got sad because I was expecting that he would sleep beside me. Within a minute he returned with a blanket and switched off the light and sat next to me and removed his tshirt. Now he was sitting half naked in front of me but I couldn’t see him clearly in that dark room. He said “Iske paas jyada blankets nahi hai to humein ye blanket share karna padega. Agar tujhe thand lag rahi hogi to blanket me aa jana.” and he lay down. I got super excited listening to that but I contained my excitement and said “Ha thode time baad shayad mujhe blanket lagega but mujhe saath mei sone wale par haath daalkar sone ki aadat hai.” To which he said “koi baat nahi, chalega.” I don’t have any such habits but I just cleared my way to touch him and feel him.

After some time as he was asleep but my excitement of sleeping next to him wouldn’t let me fall asleep. I was thinking about how to make a move to touch him and hug him to initiate what I had in my mind. With all my courage I entered the blanket and put my hand on his stomach, just above his dcik. I was feeling his hairy body. I was getting cosy with the warmth of his body. The musky fragrance of his body was arousing me. I was staring at his face which wasn’t clearly visible but still it was enough for me look at him so closely. I was adoring him. I got boner within a minute of touching him. I was afraid of moving further which froze me in that position for a few minutes but the alcohol and sexual urge in me was pushing me to make the next move. My fingers were twigging on his stomach, he still didn’t move a little so I gathered courage in me and moved my palm a little lower just on the base of his dcik. I felt his soft dcik but just to be careful I didn’t move for some time.

A few mins later I started rubbing his dcik softly with my pinky finger. As I started rubbing it softly I could feel it was getting harder. When his dcik got semi hard his upper body moved which froze me with fear. My ears were getting hot out of fear but still I didn’t move my hand and pretended to be in sleep. I stopped rubbing him but still I felt that his dcik was getting harder and harder. His dcik was literally jumping below my palm. I took it as a sign and tried to feel it again and held it softly.

As I softly held his dcik in my hand he turned towards me and was staring at me. I nervously removed my hand from him. I was feeling shameful. He didn’t utter a word and placed his hand around my waist. I got goosebumps as soon as he touched me but I was too nervous to express anything. He directly asked me “kya karna hai?” I said “kuch bhi to nahi” “to fir haath kyu ghuma raha tha niche?” He said. I got blank with that question and didn’t answer him back, so he said “jab humlog drink kar rahe the tab bhi tu mere niche ghur raha tha.” I felt totally ashamed of hearing that and I blabbered “arrey aisa kuch nahi hai. Wo to me abhi neend me tha.” He replied “aankhen kholkar sota hai? Me jab mooda tab to teri aankhen khuli thi.” “Tujhe ladko me interest hai?”

I didn’t utter a word to which he said “Jawab nahi diya matlab, Haa hai?” The alcohol in me dared to confess to him and said “arrey aisa kuch nahi hai, lekin bas tujhe dekhne ke baad pata nahi kyun lekin thodasa attraction ho jata hai.” He laughed and said “Lekin mujhe ladkiyon me interest hai.” I questioned him “To fir teri koi gf kyu nahi hai?” He said “pehle thi but break up ke baad main firse kisi relationship me nahi rehna chahta hu isliye abhi sirf girls ko casual date karta hu sex ke liye. Gym mein bhabhi log aate hai wo log easily impress ho jaate hai to fir kisi g@ndu ki g@nd ke baare me kyu sochunga?” I got little offended with the choice of his words but his bold answers were arousing me at that point yet I said “Aise kisi ko g@ndu kyu bolna? Unki bhi kuch feelings ho sakti hai?” He pulled me towards him and said “aahhh, I see matlab tu bhi g@ndu hai, isliye tujhe bura laga. Dekh mujhe waise g@ndu logo me interest nahi hai lekin abhi tune mera lúnd khada kiya hai to isko shant bhi karwana padega.” As soon as he said this he moved his hand from my waist to my bum and squeezed it hard which made me moan.

Then he said “waise bhi tu itna chikna hai ki tujhe aaj mei ladki samjhkar xhhod bhi dunga andhere me.” And he began kissing me which amused me but I reciprocated him passionately. Our clothes came off while kissing and we were naked under the blanket. He got on me and started sucking my soft nipples until it got red and hard. I was impressed with his nipples sucking skills. He turned the position and got me on top of him and pushed me by my shoulder to his dcik.

I knew what I had to do next, so I began sucking his hard dcik as deep as I could. It was around 7 inches but thick. It was going deep down till my throat which was gagging me. He held my hair and fucked my mouth for few mins, it was suffocating me so I stopped him. He said “mast deep throat karta hai re, aajtak kisi ladki ne aisa blow job nahi diya.” I smiled and was about to say something but he shoved his dcik in my mouth and fucked my mouth deeper and deeper for few mins.

I got exhausted due to short breaths and my jaw was getting numb with the pain. I stopped and said “bohat wild hai tu bed me bhi.” to which he replied “abhi tune dekha hai hi kaha hai mera wildness.” And he got up, wore his shorts and went to the bedroom. I got afraid thinking that he would call both of them outside. Out of fear I wore my shorts and tshirt.

His dcik was still looking rock hard so I got up and sat on his dcik and rode him for a few mins. He got impressed with that move and said “saali ek number ki g@ndu hai re tu. Accha kudti hai lúnd par.” In that excitement he lifted me and turned me down. Now he was on the top of me in the missionary position which he denied earlier and fucked me wildly for around 10-15 mins until he came. He pulled out the condom and asked me to bring a plastic bag from the kitchen containing condoms.

Next morning we exchanged numbers, actually I begged him to share his number. We met two times after that and will continue meeting once in a blue moon. He is a dominating yet caring person in bed which is different from his actual personality. He confessed to me that he continued meeting me because he got to bring his dominating side in bed with me which he couldn’t be with the girls he meets. Actually his masculine energy enjoys the experience of dominance but at the same time the same masculinity suppresses his feelings to be in a gay encounter, that’s why we don’t meet often.