Gay seduction story of watchman fucking master’s son: 1
Gay seduction story: “Raja beta, khaana lagaa diya,” the old maid announced opening Bittu’s bedroom door, “ab mein jaau?”
“Haan, jao!” Bittu snapped, the old hag never knocked!
“Darwajja bandh kar lo, raja…” she said turning away.
God, he hated that lady, and her ‘raja’ and ‘beta’!
“Kheech ke bandh kar do…” he shouted after her, she just needed to pull it shut, the dumb bitch. Hoping she had heard him, since she was also hard of hearing!
Clad in his tiny, tight denim shorts, shirtless, he had been in his room since ten, after his mom had left… online, lund sehelate huye Twitter pe porn dekh raha tha, aur ab toh pura mood bhi bun chuka tha… but that lady suddenly popping in, unannounced, pura mood hi bigaad diya!
His dad was out of town on work, and mom was out for the day, and he was home alone – alone and bored – because college had just got over, aur ab summer vacation tha… par uska best friend, Virat, was away – visiting grandparents!
Toh akela hii time pass karna tha, aur iss umar me, akele ghar pe – time pass ka matlab… porn.
Phone bed pe phenkte huye Bittu utha aur seedha kidki ke paas gaya… hoping he might just catch a glimpse… shayad dikh jaye, toh hilane me maza aayega.
Shorts ka button toh khula hi tha, ab zip pura neeche karte huye lund nikaal ke haath me le liya…
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A couple months earlier a new watchman had joined duty… gaon ka gabru chhora tha, fresh maal, kya mast… bilkul HOT!
Naam tha Surya – jyada umar nahi tha, yehi kuch 19 ya bees ka hoga, not much older than Bittu… achchaa height, mast body, full mard… uniform badan se sata huya reheta tha.
Thoda sanwla, sharp features, clean-shaven, mote-mote lips… aur lund ka ubhaar… uff, nakshaa saaf dikhta tha!
Morning duty hota toh school jaate waqt gate pe baitha dekh jata, aur agar night duty hota, toh when Bittu returned late, after hanging out with friends, he’d be sitting there, near the gate… slumped on the chair, thighs wide apart…
Shooru me toh Bittu khoob dekhta tha, but then the guy must have caught on, staring back at him… and if ever their eyes met, he gave a crooked smile… his hand casually going to his crotch… rubbing the lump!
Bittu ka third floor corner flat tha, building ke rear side pe, aur waha, kone pe, staff (watchmen, drivers etc) ke liye ek bathroom bana huya tha near the boundary wall… bahar ek nal bhi tha, and the whole area was clearly visible from Bittu’s bedroom window.
Ek din shaam ko as Bittu stood near the window he saw Surya walk in… he was out after a while and went to the tap, took off his shirt and started splashing his face, arms and chest… lifting his arms to wash under!
Bittu toh already uska body pe mar mita tha, par uss din, shirtless dekh kar uska hosh udd gaya – firm and sinewy, smooth and hairless… the underarms full of dark, course hair…
Aur uss din se jab bhi ghar par hota, toh uss kidki ke paas taktaki lagaye khada reheta, shayad phir se aa jaye… shirt khole…
Aur dikhaa bhi – if the guy had day shift then duty ke baad wapas jaate waqt, and night duty huya toh early morning, after duty, he came – used the bathroom, washed up and left. He also came during duty hours, but only to use the loo.
Kidki ke paas khade, khada lund haath me liye, Bittu yehi sochte huye khoob hilata – ubhaar toh dekha huya hain, par lund kaisa hoga? Khada huya toh kitna lamba aur mota hoga? Jhaat bhi utna hi ghana tha kya, jaise baghlon ke baal?
Wah… waise hilane me kuch aur hi maza tha!
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Lund sehelaate huye Bittu ne jhaanka, par bathroom ke paas koi nahi tha… aur tabhi achanak, the room was filled with loud moans: ‘Aahhh… harder… harder… yea, fuck me!’
Ab Bittu hamesha hi porn dekhta toh ear plugs lagakar dekhta, taaki sound na ho… and he had just dropped the phone on the bed when he went to the window, he hadn’t switch it off, the clip was still playing… but the earphone was still connected, so there should be no sound.
The sudden and unexpected moanings scared the shit out of Bittu and he spun around… his undone shorts falling down at the sudden movement… his hand still holding his hard, throbbing cock.
There, in his bedroom, near his bed stood the watchman, grinning at him widely… the phone in his hand.
“Kise dhoond raha hain, huh?” he asked.
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Bittu stood frozen… the shock, the embarrassment… he simply didn’t know what to do – shorts around his ankle, cock in hand… completely naked.
“Tera flat ka darwaza khula tha, awaaz diya par jawab nahi mila, toh andar aa gaya…” the guy said by way of explanation, dropping the phone back on the bed and coming forward.
And even before Bittu could fully recover, the watchman was standing right before him… real close.
“Khoob aankhe phaad-phaad ke toh dekhta hain, aur kidki se bhi jhaankte reheta, jab bhi mein bathroom jata hoon… toh le, aaj mein hi aa gaya, bol, dekhna hain kya?” he smiled, placing his hand over his stuffed crotch.
