House-Hunting led to surprise [Part 2]

My Virgin Hole Claimed by Vidit’s Thick Dick All Night

In the previous part I disclosed how it was Vidit that I lost my virginity to in his rental flat on a house hunting mission. It was with much pain and agony that he had entered me. His progressively thick 7 inch dick made it all the more hard to accommodate the last few inches. Still he persisted and continued to rail me and I had to surrender.

Practically pinned down on the bed by him what I could only do towards the end was to close my eyes and hug him back tightly from below while he laid on top of me in missionary position folding my legs against my body, hugging me back and drilling me inch by inch in a to and fro motion till he was fully inside of me. Once I was fully penetrated he let out a grunt, removed his hand covering my mouth letting me breathe a sigh of relief. We both lay in that position for about half a minute. The worst was finally over – or so I thought.

Slowly and surely after a while I could now feel his dick now smoothly sliding out of my hole. I felt a void inside of me as my rectum muscles quickly sprung back to fill up the empty space left behind by his dick. I realised Vidit had pulled out about half his length and a jolt of panic rushed through me as I anticipated in fear what was to follow. And sure enough in one smooth decisive thrust his dick squeezed through my rectum again to regain and re-own the space it rightfully occupied before. I gave out a mild scream – “Aaaahhhhh” as his dick again tore open my ass and stretched my hole. A slow searing pain spread through my buttocks upto my pelvis.

I tried a little to wrestle myself free but by then Vidit had already kissed me on the forehead and had gotten me lip locked to him, almost instantly making me forget of all the pain up my arse. The boy knew very well how to balance roughness with passion to sooth my pain and assuage my fears. I found a drop of tear trickle down my face as I continued kissing him – Nobody had loved me so much while at the same time hurting me beyond my limits. It was magical.

Before I could return to my senses he had humped me again. But this time he did it quick and it felt much less painful. We kept kissing – my legs folded up against me on his shoulder, pressed down by his torso and his hands in my hair while my hands wrapped around his body. And then came the 4th hump, then the 5th and then 6th and soon I lost count as I found him pounding my ass from above in rhythmic motion as my “Aaaaaaaaahhh”s soon transformed into “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh”s.

I now realised that pleasure what the gays often speaks of. Its a really amazing experience almost like a high – your mind wanders off into another plane while you feel the constant rhythmic pumping of your man’s dick into you at regular intervals when you experience another level bliss and joy along with a little pain while also experiencing a sudden void, loss and emptyness as he pulls out of you, leaving you expecting when he will put it back into you to make you full. Wow just remembering it makes me hard now.

This continued for a while till he now switching from the hug, raised himself above me supported by his hands and hovered over me. This allowed him a better angle at pounding me from above as I now dropped my legs from his shoulder and spread open them on his either side enabling him to go further deep into me with each penetration. I meanwhile was in some cloud 9 or maybe 99 and was moaning away in ecstasy and forgot all about time and was completely immersed in the pleasurable senses emanating from my ass.

I remember though opening my half closed eyes intermittently to find him looking at my face, while being deeply engaged in fucking me to oblivion. The sounds of skin slapping against skin – thaaap thaaap thaaap soon filled the room along with my soft gradual moans. By now I could feel a burning sensation starting to develop in my hole that I later realised was the micro-tears in my rectum developing in. I placed my hands on his hairy chest as if to signal him to go slow and he obediently complied.

Though the burning sensation grew steadily I quietly bore on as I wanted him to provide him maximum pleasure through my body and didnt want to interupt his slow sensual deep fuck. His dick was now effortlessly gliding past in and out of my hole as if it owned the place- maybe it did for those few moments.

After a point when I couldn’t take it any further I whispered him to please stop. He did but kept his dick inserted in my hole and stood up on his knees. It was then that I could see him in his full glory – messy dishevelled hair, deep wisdom filled calm eyes, long hexagonal face with a sharp jawline, beautiful neck, broad shoulders and chest (though a bit lanky) with a sparsely dense mat of chest running down his abdomen to his navel merging finally into his bush. He was panting a little (and so was I that I now realised) and was sweating with tiny beads of sweat glistening against his dark complexion in the dim bedroom light.

I instantly and weirdly was all full of respect, adulation and surrenderence for this man who by his sheer effort (and equally commendable dick) had given me this lifetime of an experience – I had a strange feeling to worship him right now this moment, this instant. Looking up at him from my laid down posture as I was getting filled with these emotions he did something very atypical – with still his dick inside of me he now grabbed my dick with his hand and started stroking it.

Truth to be spoken I had by now completely forgotten that I even had a dick which I noticed was now rock hard and hot – and now getting squeezed by his manly long slender hands. Realisation dawned on me of the proverbial phrase that gays often use – “I am just a hole for you sir”. I stole a quick smile reflecting on my train of thoughts while noticing him deeply engrossed at massaging and masturbating my dick like as if its his only job at that moment in the whole entire world. And before I knew I was shooting ropes of cum across my body and his bed helplessly and shamelessly witnessing my body disobeying my instructions and going on spreading my load across his bedsheet inspite of me not wanting to.

I found myself shaking and wriggling uncontrollably in that state at the explosion of orgasm in my body only to realise later Vidit had again bent down to hold on to my body and hug me still as my body descended slowly from the heights of orgasmic state that I had never before reached my life (Later he confirmed what I experienced was prostate orgasm though he assisted it with his jerking).

“That was perhaps the best orgasm of someone else that I witnessed in my life” He remarked with a proud smile beaming across his face very well knowing all of that was because of him. I with shame-stricken face smiled back.

He stood up on his knees and slowly pulled out his dick (the tip of the condom remained stuck to my hole which he separately pulled out afterwards) and started to fapp himself above me. I felt guilty that I had failed to make him orgasm – the only job a bottom has to do for his top, and the poor guy was now pushed to help climax himself. I lend in a hand to his dick displacing his own hand and took over the exercise. His dick was now hot sticky and wet. I had a weird desire to again put this sticky dick into my dilated hole but instead pushed myself to continue masturbating him faster back and forth.

After about a minute of vigorous penile masturbation I saw him shiver and knew he was about to cum – and soon ropes of thick milky semen shot out of his dick head onto my body and chest mixing at some spots with my own cum from my erstwhile ejaculation. He cowed down low from his posture at the intensity of the orgasm and then as he was done collapsed top of my body informally hugging me with his head beside mine. My man had beautifully done his job now he deserved to rest. With one hand I held his body and with another I patted his head.

We remained in that blissful state for a long time. I felt his dick sandwiched between both of our bodies turn rock hard to flaccid. He had buried his face in the arch of my neck and now I could feel his rhythmic breath hitting my neck at regular intervals. His sweat was evaporating and his body was drying while I continued to fondle with his body and play with his hair. After some time he rolled over to my right and opened his eyes to look directly at me. I didnt know what expression to give as I was too embarrassed and ashamed by the entire experience and therefore looked down and hid from his piercing gaze. Understanding my dilemma he laughed off.

Jumping out of the bed in one swift motion he pulled me to get up. Before I could form my suspicion of whether he was asking for round 2 he clarified to my curious face – “Nahana nhi hai kya?”. Reassured I looked at my watch – it was already 9:30 pm – followed him to the bathroom hand in hand and started to soap each other under the shower. Being only the second time in my life with another man in the bathroom that too with someone who just made love to me in a very passionate sensual fuck my body again betrayed me and I was hard as fuck in no time.

Vidit seeing me moving about dangling my tiny little dick adorned a naughty smile and pinching me smirkingly said – “Mann nhi bhara kya Adi?”. Feeling ashamed I ignored his question and continued to lather him reaching out above to his neck which was about the same height as my face. He pulled up my chin almost as if we were boyfriends and repeated his question looking into my eyes.

I looked at his eyes and replied in a stoic manner – “Nahi” inspite of my ass still immensely hurting from being claimed by him. “Kya?” “Nahi, Nahi bhara mann”. A moment of silence. I continued to lather his particularly large frame while he played with my dick and ass – me ignoring all of that anyway.

“Toh aj reh jao idhar” He pipped. “Huh?” “Reh jao idhar mere sath”. Even though we just met hours ago he wasnt however the same stranger that I had met in the evening. He was now more than that. I had now come to repose much faith and trust in him after everything.

“Anyway agar tum rent lete ho toh yhi pe rahoge right? Ek din aese hi rehke dekh lo kaisa lagta hai” he said with a naughty smile. I smiled back. “Office guest house walo ko kya bolu?” “Boldena kuch. Kahi ghumne chale gye ho ya rishtedar ke ghar”. “hmm…okay dekhta hu”.

With that he pulled me into an embrace, planted a kiss on my forehead and took over the responsibility of lathering my behind from the top while hugging me. I hid my face in the arch of his neck while he now turned on the shower and washed the soap off my hindquarters. Inspecting my ass he remarked “Kitna loose ho gya he re tu haha”. “Shut Up Abhi bhi jal rha hai bohot”. “Aww a jao kiss de du”.

With that he flipped me around, pushed me against the bathroom wall face flat and going down on his knees started licking my hole. Fuck, was he now going for round 2 already? But soon I forgot all of that when he started to properly rimm me with his tongue. It was a damn pleasurable feeling man. With each sloppy licks of my hole as he periodically spread my ass I soon reached to cloud 7 or 8 and was moaning away soft “Ahhhh”s in the bathroom. My dick grew hard and with the rimming he continued to now cup my balls in his hands and stroke my dick from behind.

Suddenly he flipped me around and keeping me pressed against the wall he began blowing me. I saw his dick was also hard, probably due to my moans but the gentlemanly guy that he was, he prioritized my pleasure over his own. Aww such a sweet fellow, I was visibly impressed. Tbh there isnt much to suck on with regards to my little guy, so while blowing me he slowly slithered his hands to my ass and gave me a few spanks on the ass to elicit a few “Aaaaaaahhh”s within the “Ahhhhhhh”s. Soon his finger entered my hole and my joy knew no bounds. I gently held on to his hair as he continued to blow me as well as finger me simultaneously.

Within a minute I was on the edge. But I didnt want to cum and waste an orgasm like this. I wanted him to be inside of me when I cum just like before. So I abruptly stopped him on the track and removed his hands from my body and distanced myself from him barely explaining in a few words the reason looked away and tried to distract myself. He smirked a little and washed the remaining soap off his body under the shower while I stood in the corner watching him and calming my nerves.

Bath over, He wiped himself dry and threw the towel towards me and told me to stand by the bed while he would arranged a change of clothes for me. I changed into a fresh pair of his oversized clothes (very well knowing I would soon have to take them off hehe) while he called me for the dinner while reheating the leftover dal sabzi and rajma from the afternoon. The sexual tension in the room subsided for a while and we continued to talk and chit chat on various issues and topics as if we were ordinary roommates and I had been staying here for a while.

With a lot of gossip, laughs and pulling each others legs we had our dinner he proposed to go on the terrace for a smoke. I complied and shared a cig with him followed by a brief snog. My ass was still hurting but I was dying to get nude for him and then sleep together.

Upon reaching back to our flat he turned on the AC, began playing “Call me by your Name” on Netflix – yeah I know very cliche and then hopped on to the bed and patted on his side to call me in. I followed suit and was now snugly seated on his side with his right arm around my shoulders and one of my legs on his. I hadnt much or rather any quote unquote “hookup hookup” experience but he seemed more than accommodating for a stranger he barely met a few hours ago. I frankly asked him –

“Do you do this very often?” “What” “You know, inviting guys over, giving them good food, good sex and asking them to stay over?” “I almost never do that.” he replied bluntly. “Then why all this for me?” “Pta Nhi”.

With that he started the movie and we watched it for sometime with occasional criticism on the actor’s acting or direction etc. Still shy of initiating something I was waiting for some signal from him. It was already 11 pm.

At one point when he removed his right arm from my shoulders and placed it in front I wrapped my hands around it and rested my head on his right shoulder – still nothing. I thought maybe he was done for the day and post movie we would only sleep – only to be proved wrong.

There is a scene where both the main actors while sitting on the river bank when Timothee Chalamet touched Armie on the crotch and cupped his genitals. At that very moment Vidit took my hand innocently and placed it on his crotch. I got my cue and started to massage his genitals over his shorts (we both were wearing shorts). And just the moment when they both kissed in the movie he pulled me in and started to kiss me passionately just like in the film. Aree bhai I thought itna romantic kaun hota hai bhala. Anyway the movie went on and we continued to kiss but not in a hurry as before as we knew we had the whole night to ourselves.

As the tongue play started my dick got hard and sensing it he pulled down my shorts to bare the bottom half of my body. I changed my position to now sit directly on his lap with my knees bent on his either side. As we continued kissing he started to play with my nipples, navel, dick and ass. Soon my shirt was taken off and I was sitting stark naked on his lap like a doll.

Suddenly a blast of wind blew in and the door to the adjacent balcony of his room blew open. We got distracted but utilising the distraction he shifted his position as if to get down “Chal balcony pe jate hai”. “Par mai nanga hu. Koi dekh lega toh?” “Yeh bta – Raat ke 11 baje kaun tujjhe nanga dekhne ke liye khada hoga 8th floor pe?” I didnt have a reply so he hauled me up like a doll and carried me to place me on the balcony parapet which was barely 1.5 to 2 feet above the floor.

It was completely dark all around us except the twinkling of the stars in the sky and the crescent moon. Pune city looked ethereal with its lights from above and there was an atmosphere of calm and peace with a slight cool breeze chilling our body. Keeping aside the fact that Vidit lived here I would rent this apartment if not for nothing but this view.

“Accha laga” he asked. “Badhiya laga” came the reply. Wrapping my hands around his neck I pulled him in into a embrace and opened my legs to bring him in between them and then kissed him. I took off his shirt and placed my hands on his hairy chest and pinched his nipples. By now he was hard and I could see his dick peeking out from his shorts but instead I slithered my hands under his shorts to his ass and squeezed them. he was a little stunned but allowed me to play with his ass as we kissed.

At point he pushed me against the railing so that my arched back was supported by them and raised my legs on his shoulder in the air while going down on his knees. Instead of going for my dick as I expected he went straight for my hole and started licking and kissing and smooching it. Me in a position on the balcony parapet as if I was gonna deliver was now moaning away in ecstasy caring less on where and how I was placed. I knew my protector was with me and right now he was fingering me.

After a point when I was loose enough he dropped my legs and stood up and pulled down his shorts just enough for his thick 7 inch dick to spring out and patted my hole with it preparing it for its entrance maybe (or god knows why). “How is your pain? Le payega abhi?” he asked me switching from tum to tu as by now I noticed he often did during seggs.

“Jal rha hai thoda but mujhe fir bhi lena hai”. Smiling nastily he said “Yeh hui na baat” and took out a bottle of lube and a packet of condom and handed them to me. I took them as an obedient wife, tearing open the packet I wore the condom on his dick and applied a lot of lube on my hole and his dick and checked the looseness of my hole. It was pretty loose compared to my pre-virgin times.

“Good Boy. Ab relax krna bas”. Taking my legs on his shoulder again he positioned his dick head directly in line and touching the entrance to my hole. Both of us now in missionary position (except him standing) he pushed the dick head in and it went in with amazing ease. I was amazed at smoothness of the motion and a smile crept up on my face. He laughed seeing my reaction and then with another push more than half of him went inside me along with a tinge of pain. I moaned a “Aaahhh” and he kissed me on the forehead as is his style. And now with a final push he went completely inside me hurting a little. And now started the actual sex.

Taking leverage of his long dick he went in and out mercilessly from the beginning with deep long strokes filling up my hole with his meat and then suddenly emptying it. He was slow at the beginning but I was not ready for this sudden onslaught and hence screamed and shrieked a little in pain at the beginning to which he covered my mouth with his hand while planting kisses on my head lest the neighbors get to know of our fuck session.

As I adjusted slowly to the pain he progressively increased his pace until he started to pound me like a whore while kissing me intermittently. As I was already in a awkward position supported by my hands against the railing his weight on me along with his incessant pounding made it difficult for me to bear. I signaled him to stop so that I could get down from the parapet. However instead of putting me down he rammed his dick deep inside me and pulling me up like a doll carried me to his bedroom with both my legs wrapped tightly around his body, arms around his neck and his dick still lodged into my hole.

As he reached the bed he gently lowered me onto bed, bending his body with mine so that his dick doesnt slip out of my hole and then hauling up my legs on his shoulder he climbed on top of me to fold my legs onto my body and got into his favourite missionary position.

What followed next can simply be described as pure animalistic sex where he was focused on nothing but fucking the shit out of me. Without bothering for the niceties he rammed his dick deep inside me (though now it was not hurting at all) and continued to bang me severely claiming my hole. With each thrust I would be moaning and crying in ecstasy but I dared now stop him now as I could see the beast in him had risen and I was scared of angering it any further. In between his humps I tried to stroke my cock once by he forcibly brushed it aside and pinned my hands on the bed above me while continuing to rail me all long.

This continued for a good 10 mins or more till I saw him quiver in his motion, slow down and then quickly pull out from my hole, remove the condom, move over towards my face and with a few strokes cum all over my eyes, nose and lips. I dont know what came over me but instead of being disgusted by his cum I raised my head to lick and suck his cum filled hot and sweaty dick until it was sparkly clean. He seemed very happy at my action and kept caressing my hair while I did that. He bent down and then licked my face clean of his cum finally ending it with a deep and passionate kiss.

We were so spent I dont remember either of us getting out of bed to clean up. I just cuddled up next to him entangling myself in his arms and legs while we both lay naked on bed covering ourselves with only a bedsheet and finally I drifted off to sleep in his protective embrace with my face buried in his hairy chest.

Next morning we woke up pretty late at around 8am. He had his college while I had my office. Waking up we quickly went for bath and had a quickie there (Embracing me tightly from behind he restrained both my arms on my chest with his left hand while with his right he stroked my cock from behind while humping me continuously under the shower. I came in quicker than a minute and later blowed him till he came). Parting ways we left for our destinations agreeing to meet again this evening.