Gay Erotic Story of White Guy’s Fun Times with Indian
Gay Erotic Story: I have many stories of my college years. I always remembered my Indian lovers, and the good times together. During my college years near to my apartment there was a convenience store. An Indian guy, maybe in his mid twenties worked during graveyard-shift, he was the reason of me going there. He was handsome, medium built, and fairly shy.
Several times, I attempted to strike a conversation, although he was too focused on his duties, or maybe he didn’t care.
One Saturday after returning from dancing, I stopped at the convenient store, it was late, way past midnight. The store had an adult magazine section, although the magazines where inside a sealed plastic bag. Everyone knew its content.
It was light porn, I spend sometime attempting to pick into the magazines, although it was impossible to see anything without ripping the plastic off.
The handsome Indian guy approached me and inquired regarding if I was interested in purchasing the magazine or not. I was surprised that he approach me, although not entirely friendly, seems he was willing to make some conversation.
I said to him, that I was little horny after dancing and all that body rubbing at the club. He stared at my face, though never asked what kind of bar it was… Although, he seems interested in finding out more about my interest in the magazine.
me: I am really horny, and maybe once in my car, I want to pleasure myself looking at the magazine.
he: Oh really?
me: Yes, I am really horny and I need some sort of visual stimulation.
he: Oh, do you plan to do it in your car?
me: Maybe…
I was looking directly at his bulge, that it seems, it was getting bigger my the second, or maybe it was only my imagination. I was not entirely myself, my head buzzing with the stupor of alcohol. I lost my decency, I didn’t care about decency at that moment. I was attempting to make the guy horny, heating up the conversation, and shamelessly looking at his crotch, salivating and losing my inhibitions, I finally asked the guy.
me: Do you get laid here?
he: What is that?
me: It means, if you ever have sex here at the store?
he: Oh no!!! We have cameras… Plus I am the only one here… In order to have sex, I have to lock the main door.
As the conversation was getting more comfortable and heated, one person walked in, and then another, and he run to the counter. After that, it seems that all the people decided to come at once.
A week went by, and Saturday again!!! although, didn’t go to dance, or drink. Instead, I was at home alone and watching movies waiting until past midnight.
Around 12:45 AM I drove to the convenient store, and “my” guy was not working there. I was devastated, I “casually” ask the attendant where was the other guy? the attendant was not friendly at all, and asked me why I needed him?
I couldn’t tell this guy, that I was interested in fucking with the other guy. Or maybe, I was getting emotionally interested in his coworker.
After two weeks, finally I was able to meet “my guy” again. This time, I felt more comfortable talking to him, although he was not entirely friendly with me.
me: Do you remember me? I was here couple weeks ago looking at the adult magazines?
he: Yeah…
me: Well, I have this magazine, and I was wondering if you guys have another issue?
he: Please, cover the magazine, we have cameras here…
me: Sorry, I didn’t know.
he: Please go to the corner, and check if you see a similar publication?
I walked to the adult section, somewhat private from the rest of the store. Few minutes later, he approached me. The very first thing I noticed was his huge bulge, his anaconda ready to burst out of his pants…
he: Follow me, (he ordered) I LOCKED THE STORE, SOME THIS WAY, FAST!!!!
I followed him, my heart pounding, I was nervous, I was really shocked… I was incredulous, is this really happening?
he: GET ON YOUR KNEES, OPEN YOUR MOUTH BIG!!!
He pulled this huge cock, hard as a rock, beautiful brown meat, perfectly shape, smaller shaft, somewhat flat trunk. Oh my goodness what a delicious cock it was, juicy and soft. After sucking that gorgeous cock for some minutes…
he: Turn around and pull your pants down, here rest at the cardboard!!!
It seems that (previously) he placed some cardboard on the floor to serve as bed… A love-bed? He placed a condom in his big cock, and he didn’t give me any choice… I guess, I did ask for it, I have no choice, I will serve him..
he: (whispering) just laid down flat in your tummy…
He placed some lubricant in my ass and his cock, and voila… Slowly started to push that big cock inside my hungry, beating ass…
Gay erotic story of a hot and sexy fuck between a white guy and an Indian hunk
It was short and sweet, couple of strokes, back and forth… And he screamed!!!!! Immediately like pushed by a rocket he was standing and walking to the sink to clean his cock and flushed down the condom filled with his milky cum.
His gorgeous ass was round and firm, I wanted to kiss it, I wanted to lick it… Although, I knew that was it. Hopefully for now.
Maybe after a month, I stopped by the convenient store, the guy was there… Not a word… With his eyes he ordered me to the deposit room. I felt good, he was comfortable with me, there were no words… Just we knew what to do…and every time was memorable.
This went for almost two years, twice a month, I guess, I was his bitch? After finishing college I moved to another town. It was too difficult to go back to that town, and particularly going that late to the convenient store. I don’t know what happened to my handsome Indian man, maybe at this point he has some children, maybe he is a professional by now and not working at the convenient store anymore.
Sincerely Hilarion.
