Indian Gay Porn Story of Straight Buddy Hookups: 6
Indian Gay Porn Story: Anmol, Sabrina and I had just finished that small treat and decided to run back in our train coach before it starts moving. We came out of the small resteraunt and in the platform when we noticed that the train had already left the platform. I was super angry at sabrina for her stupid idea to eat out.
We decided to run on the tracks behind the train as the next stop was close, had a longer halt and train runs slowly between these two stations. We were on the tracks and soon away from the stations. After a few minutes, the station we came from had disappeared and there were no lights on or around the tracks. And our phones were discharged too.
The only light we three had was a bit of a luminance off the moon. We could atleast see each other’s silhouette in the dark to make sure none of us were lost. I was walking a but ahead of them while those two were walking behind me at my speed but abbit lazily.
S : I told you we should have eaten in the train.
Sab : I am sorry, for god’s sake let it go now.
A : C’mon Sarthak cut her some slack.
S : You better shutup. If it weren’t for you agreeing to her stupid idea, we wouldn’t have to get out in the first place.
Sab : What the f…, Hey. Even u Agreed it was a good idea.
S : Yeah well i lied.
Sab : Wow.
A : Ohkay guys, focus on moving and less arguing. We gotta catch that train.
I had no plan to shutup because we were running on dark tracks behind a train like some stupid people. After a minute a freight train came from behind so we had to leave the tracks. Anmol and Sabrina got off on the left side of tracks while i moved to right end. The train approached and it moved a bit slowly.
I tried screaming and letting them know on the other side of the train that if the train is moving this slowly then we must be close to next station. I wasn’t sure if they could hear me in between this clickity clacking of the train wheels against the tracks. Soon the last coach moved past us with its Red blinking light at its back just flashing. I saw them move towards the track again.
S : Cmon you lazy heads, the next station is close and it shouldn’t take us long to reach there on time. We can even catch the train.
Anmol coughed and cleared his throat.
S : Don’t give me that sarcastic cough. If it weren’t for you guys I’d be in a train all relaxed right now.
They just kept moving and didn’t respond. I immediately understood that Anmol was playing one of those tricks on me where he tells everyone to shutup and makes me realise how much I speak.
S : Nice try Anmol but it ain’t gonna work. You can let go sabrina. Don’t listen to him.
I could just hear the rumbling of rocks on the tracks under footsteps and deep breathing. I thought I spoke too harsh and should have apologised to both of them.
S : Fine. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be insensitive. I was equally responsible behind all this and should not blame only you two. Please forgive me.
Total silence. There was no word from either of them.
I turned around and they stopped walking. I looked at there silhouette and told them to cut it off otherwise we might miss the train from second stop as well. Something clicked in my mind and that’s when things changed. I distinctly remember that sabrina was 5’3″ while Anmol was 5’11” and yet both the silhouettes I was looking at were of same height.
I was sure that something was wrong but didn’t act on it. I just turned around and started walking and they too. I just walked and walked but slowly increased my speed. They rushed with my speed as well. I slowly started walking at full speed when Anmol shouted “Abey rukkk” (“Hey stop”), that’s when I felt relieved that atleast Anmol was there. I was so relaxed and happy that I immediately wished to turn around and go and hug him.
I turned around and then my heart dropped. There were three silhouettes over there instead of two. I decided to run and as soon as I turned around to run, I saw a bloodied scarred man rushing toward me, gasping like a monster around 10ft away with a big knife in his left hand that was in the air and before I could react on it, he swung that knife right on my face before my whole body shook, eyes opened and I saw Anmol sleeping right in front of me.
I was so relaxed to realise it was a nightmare. I got up and could still feel a line of pain across my face as if there were a big cut. The pain lasted 5-8 seconds before it disappeared. I checked around and saw myself in my room. I just lied back in, hugged Anmol tightly and fell asleep.
I never liked nightmares. Not because they are scary but because everytime my nightmare cause me real pain as soon as I wake up. Like the time once I was stabbed in my stomach in a nightmare and I kept feeling the pain of that stab in my belly for around 10 mins.
Few weeks passed and we had some regular college to attend so got busy. Around mid Jan, Anmol’s big brother was supposed to get married. And he was heading to his hometown. He invited a few friends from college to attend the wedding, like his elder sister. But he had already considered me coming for the celebration.
He wasn’t ready to hear my no and had booked train ticket in Tatkal Quota for next day. I was quite pissed because he didn’t consider me asking but at the same time was moved by his necessary need to have me there. I although was caught off-guard since he didn’t give me a notice and I did not have any wedding clothes. So I pulled him with me to get some kurtas and a sherwani for me while he wanted to buy a black shirt and get a proper haircut and some styling to do.
We eventually ended up to Phoenix mall again. As we could enjoy the ride, have some shopping, spend some time and grab a dinner on our way back. We left by 09:00 that day so we could get enough time to spend there and catch our train which was at 6:40 PM next day and we had to finish our packing on or before travel day only. We got to the mall by 10:40. He and I looked out for some clothes and tried a few. I decided to get a maroon kurta to go with light sandle jeans.
He was looking for sherwani and kept trying many of them while I was out the dressing room holding the other ones giving him my opinions and telling him how he looked. That perticular moment for me was like my job was to watch a Ken doll in different indian variants. It was also a tough job for me to decide which one looked more better coz he was looking like a prince in every single one of them.
It didn’t go that way for too long because at one point he came out wearing a black sherwani which was embroided with pearls and in a pattern of red and brown. He looked at me wearing that and I couldn’t believe me eyes. It was like watching to most handsome groom in the world. Only thing was missing was a pagadi. I gave him a big yes and asked him to finalise it. He turned around taking a glance of himself from evey angle. He kind of felt like the sherwani could use some altering a little above his waist.
He asked the store if they could do that and handed them the sherwani, paying them the amount of sherwani and altering. They took his measurement and asked us to pick it up in an hour. He agreed and we went to a salon on G-1 floor. There I had the delight to watch him getting shaved and his hair styled. Throughout his haircut, I could see that whenever he wasn’t looking at his hair or talking to the barber, he kept looking at me with a light grin.
After around 20 mins when he was about to done, he asked me if I needed to get anything done. I asked him “Does it look like it’s needed ?”. He said no and smiled. Soon his hair was done and we left the place. We ate at burger King while talking. During our meal I asked him what happened between him and Yash. He stopped eating looking at me all shocked and responded “Matlab ? We didn’t do anything”. That had me thinking but then I specified “Why did he go back in the middle of the night”.
Anmol replied that Yash woke him up in midnight asking his help as he needed to do some important work on his laptop. I nodded in agreement but felt in his body language that something fishy was going on. We finished our lunch and picked up his clothes and left the mall. We got back home around 3:00 PM. He started packing his bag. I told him to go along as I already had done my packing and went to Yash’s room. Luckily he was alone so I locked the door and sat next to him on his bed.
S : You good ?
Y : Yeah. Why ?
S : Nothing.
After few seconds of silence
S : You wouldn’t lie to me would you ?
Y : What ? Why ? Wh……
S : Yes or No ?
After a deep breath
Y : No.
S : Then tell me exactly what happened last night.
Y : (He looked around thinking) Well.
S : Don’t worry about him. Anmol won’t say a word or would do anything. Rest assured.
Y : Fine. When we sent you out of the room and I got back in, Anmol told me he was only doing that for you. He threw a challenge on my face that we both get to do the same number of things to you and we will keep a score based on your reaction whether you enjoy who more. Me or him. And whoever you enjoyed the most, the other one had to back off. He also told me that after that night I’ll be nothing in front of him and won’t be worthy of you anymore.
That line literally scorched a fire inside me. I was so humiliated, enraged, disappointed and broke all at the same time. I could feel the force within me to smack Yash’s face and beat the shit out of Anmol. I wasn’t sure what to feel anymore.
I looked up at Yash in the eyes and asked him
S : What’s the verdict ?
Y : What ?
S : Who won ?
Y : (Silence)
S : Go on. Tell me. You won ? Or him ? Huh ?
Y : We didn’t come to a conclusion.
I don’t know what happened but somehow my right hand slapped his left cheek turning his face far right. My heart was pounding and my breathing became Deep and heavy. He turned his head towards me and mumbled something which I couldn’t understand at all. I grabbed his chin, lifted his face up as his sad eyes stared at mine in fear.
S : You won’t say a word to him. Am I clear ?
He nodded his head in agreement. I could see that my slap was really tight as his left cheek had turned red. I also felt bad because I took out my anger for Anmol on him. He wasn’t responsible for anything Anmol said. And whatever was wrong, it was Anmol who was responsible behind this.
I got up and walked out of the room and went to mine. Anmol was still finishing up with his packing. He asked for my help. At that point I felt like doing the worst possible thing to him. But I didn’t wanna ruin the upcoming days for me or him. I helped him half mindedly and the rest of the day went through.
I woke up as usual in midnight, went to take a sip of water. I could see Yash sitting in the balcony using his phone. I pulled a chair with me and sat next to him. He noticed me and closed his phone. I looked at him and he looked at me. He didn’t have any expression of anger or dispair on his face. Instead he was still afraid and sad from what happened earlier.
I felt really bad the way I reacted. I got up, sat on my knees in front of him and hugged him tightly. He started sobbing. I got back and shushed him. I wiped his few drops of tears and told him that he shouldn’t blame himself. I also told him I wasn’t angry on him at all and he can rest easy. Then he stopped and relieved a bit. I got up, gave him a kiss on forehead and went to my room.
As I got in there I saw there was noone on bed. I looked for him in the dark room when he walked out the bathroom. “Where were you ?” he asked. I replied and went to bed. He got in bed as well and spooned me. That was the first time when I actually felt disgusted by him touching me. I immediately moved ahead a bit, turned around and snuggled my pillow. He looked a bit surprised but let that go and fell asleep.
Next morning Anmol went and got a zoom car for us to drive till Mumbai from where we were supposed to board our train. He came back with the car at 12:00. We got ready and loaded the luggage in car and left. We drove out of pune and soon got onto Mumbai Pune Highway. The road was clear with minimal traffic so we were cruising. Anmol soon grabbed my hand and asked me if I was okay since we hadn’t talked much on the way.
I snapped and yelled “Dude WTF are you doing. Keep your hand steady. You are on a fucking highway. Finish your romance later”. That shocked him as he immediately put his hand back on the wheel and staring at me. “Woaw. What’s got in to you ?”. I just put on earphones and turned music on my phone.
I didn’t close my eyes as he would start to feel sleepy. He gave me 15 mins to myself and then pulled my earphones. “You cant behave that way” he said in a firm voice. Even though he was firm, the tone had a sense of worry in it. Both of us had this little agreement that in certain conditions we would be firm and educate the other that they are being unreasonable. He did exactly that and I understood as well. I apologised, put my earphones and phone on dashboard and just looked ahead.
S : Can i ask you something ?
A : Yeah.
S : Do you think you can ever kill a person ?
A : What ? What kind of question is this.
He replied in a bit skeptical but amused manner.
S : I meant sure its a horrible thing to do. But still, do you think you have what it takes to do that ?
A : No !! I don’t think I am capable of ending a life.
S : Hmmm
A : What ?
S : I think you are.
I don’t know why I said that. At that moment for me a person willing to humiliate and make someone feel pathetic about themselves doesn’t care about a Life. Their need of being superior doesn’t stop whether it publicly or privately ashamed anyone. That thought stirred up my judgement and that response just came out.
He immediately pulled the car at the side of road and parked it right close to a safety rail. He stopped the car and asked
A : What did you just say ?
S : Do you love me ?
A : Yeah.
S : Upto What extent ?
A : What ?
S : What can you do to prove it ?
His confused face became serious and he replied
A : Anything. But that doesn’t mean I am gonna kill a person.
I wanted to say so much but did not wanna spoil the celebration. I just moved ahead, place both my hands on his face and kissed him. He kissed me back and then moved back with a concerned look.
A : You’re scaring me.
He told me this the same way he said earlier in mall. I didn’t wanna pull this anymore and just moved it out of my head.
S : You should be. ( I said in a bossy yet funny way while playfully brushed his hair.)
We both smiled and that moment immediately changed from intense to happy and coy. He drove back in the street and we started moving. Very soon, the Lonavala ghats came in. Even though it was noon, there were still fog all around and a heavenly grace around. It felt really satisfying as Anmol pulled down our windshields and that cold, chilly but fresh and energizing breeze ventilated through.
I got shivers but at the same time nice too. For first few seconds I got smoothed in my jacket but soon I relaxed and felt the breeze properly. Anmol on the other hand was extremely fine. His and mine body are a bit different. I have very high immunity and get sick once or twice a year barely. He was weak on that front and would easily get fever or sick. I have low tolerance of cold or heat. I lose my temper in heat while I start to get less active in cold conditions.
Anmol was resilient on that front. He was able to cope in heat or cold. He is highly agile while I have high endurance and comparable strength. He didn’t feel a thing in that breeze and was completely normal. I am extremely motion sick which is why I don’t do well in long journeys on four wheelers or can’t enjoy amusement parks. He is immune to that and doesn’t get sick at all.
He finally closed the windshields as we passed through the ghats as well. On the way we ate bhutta (Corn) and i ate while i fed him as well. Soon the fog started to clear and we were almost close to mumbai. We soon landed to mumbai pune expressway which only allowed 4 wheelers on the road. There were around 5 tunnels.
Whenever everytime we went through one, I immediately flashed my phone light below my face and scared Anmol. It only worked once though. The first time. We soon got out of it and later crossed the mula mutha river. After it we entered mumbai. We were on the outskirts for a bit before we made our way to city streets when we could see local buses and vehicles. We made our way to CST. It was around 4 PM and we had around an hour and a half to get there on a safe side.
Around 5:45 we got to Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus. The train we were taking was a Superfast Express leaving from CST heading to Jaipur. Luckily we were more than an hour early to board the train so we had no need to rush. We moved in the station parking, dropped the zoom car to dropout and unloaded the luggage.
We got the deposit and made our way to the station. Our train was supposed to leave from platform #7. We slowly started rolling our luggage to platform. We got there and notice that the train was just being moved in the platform. So we settled our luggage near a bench and took a seat. We ate some snacks, took some pictures and called at our homes dropping journey status.
I have been to mumbai one time Before this when my parents came to visit my dads younger brother here in the previous year rain around Ganpati Visarjan. One of the things i dont like about mumbai was its climate as compared to Pune. It was more humid than Pune.
So I was doing a little below fine but Anmol was getting a bit sweaty. The wedding was a destination wedding at an amazing Hotel on Jaipur where his Bhabhi’s Family was from. After the marriage, she was supposed to travel back with his brother to Anmol’s hometown where his family home was.
A : I am so glad you came.
S : I wasn’t given a choice anyway. LOL
We laughed and he held my hand smiling at me. I knew exactly what he meant. He likes meeting his relatives very much because he liked spending time with knowing everyone and being the center of attention. Meeting elders for him was “A dispute fest” where their comparing game was on. He and I were on the same page on this.
Only difference was that his parents were happily married. And I knew the only reason he invited me so I could meet up with his parents who already love me since he and I are good friends since beginning of College. Sometime it made me wonder if they would love me the same way they do now when and if they find out about us. My being there was just so he can have a company the whole time.
This is one thing I love most about him. He never says what he feels. He only expresses it to his best ability. Our train pulled in the platform. I am a huge train freak. My favourite mode of commute is trains. Specially sleepers. So I ran to a random coach to check if it was open. Unfortunately these were locked. But in this case, I wasn’t even aware which coach we are traveling in.
That was a huge shock to me that I forgot about asking which coach we are travelling in or what is our seat number. I went back to Anmol and asked him infor about seat. He told me we were going in an AC 2 tier. Our seats were confirmed but we weren’t assigned seat numbers yet. So we had to wait for a railway operative to assign seat numbers on the coach.
Anmol decided to go to toilet and return back with some snacks for the ride before we buy dinner on train. I was sitting there, looking around for a railway staff to do his job so I can jump to my seats. I had never really travelled in AC 2 tiers before.
So was quite excited because they were a bit different from AC 3 tier. People soon started making their way further ahead the platform to look for Thier coaches. After 10 mins Anmol came with handful of snacks and two bottles of water. As soon as he came, i asked him :
S : Why did you book AC 2 ?
A : I know right. When my brother offered me a ticket for H1, my parents told me it was rude to accept that so i has to settle for A class.
S: So your brother booked this ?
A : No. He paid my sister for all the tickets and she booked it for us.
S : Ohkay. Well this is my first time in A class so…
A : Oh you’ll love it. Its so much private and spacious than B class.
S : I guess I’ll find out myself. How are we supposed to know which A class coach is ours ?
A : Coz there is only one.
S : Oh. LOL
Soon we saw a lady come and paste the seat numbers on the coach. We saw our names and we ran to our seats. We were on 23 & 24. They were both side berths. We got in, settled our luggage and took a lunge in our seat as we took a deep cold breath on AC. The train took off at 06:53 and started cruising.
We had a couple of 40 yrs old and a 60 yr old on rest of the seats. We did dinner on 3rd Stop after which the next stop was after 2hrs. People around us had switched off the lights and went to sleep since half the coach was filled with elders. Anmol got down on lower birth where I was and shut the drapes of seat. It was dark and private in there. I was using my earphones so he pulled them down and before I could say anything he started kissing me.
We were both in our pyjamas and tshirts. He then grabbed my face with both his hand and started biting my lips. I assumed his intentions were to make me moan in quite train. I took the challenge and started biting him back. I leaned on his body which added with on him. He lost his balance and he fell back on the seat and I over him and my waist between his legs. We stopped, looked at one another and then I said “two things I love together. Train and you”.
He smiled and gave me a peck on lip. There was this railway staff who served us evening snack and was for the incoach service too. It was easy to guess that he was gay. And Anmol and I even mentioned it to one another. Anmol then grabbed my hand and said “come” as he walked off the seat toward bathroom. I walked behind him. The staff guy’s closet was near bathroom.
Anmol opened the western bathroom door and asked me to get in. I got in and turned back as Anmol gave a smile and funny expression to that guy while pointing at his penis which was bulging in the pyjama. The guy looked down, then he looked up and gave a smirk. He knew what Anmol meant. Anmol then got in too and closed the door.
He now just looked at me in the subtle light of bathroom. He took off his shirt which revealed his pumping chest and slightly visible abs. He moved towards me and started eating my lips. I got excited too and started kissing him back while patting his butt and brushing his hairs.
He then squeezed me between the wall and his body and lifted my left leg and put it around his waist. Then he used his right hand to lift my right leg and put that on his waist too. It was a very perfect moment because in that cold atmosphere of AC, his hot body and neck was driving me crazy.
I could feel his veins popping in his forearms and palm and his lips getting more red, moist and wet. He completely wrapped my legs around his waist and placed his feet where mine were supposed to be. He then took a stop and just gazed at me. I was really charged and horny at that moment. That was the point where I actually wanted him to ravage my ass with his cock till he floods me in.
He then moved his face close to mine with his nose pressing on side of mine and just moaning : “I don’t know what I would do without you. You’re mine. I don’t ever wanna miss you. I will do anything to keep you happy.” Between each of those lines he would give me a kiss. I was literally overwhelmed by the wave of emotion at that moment and my eyes started tearing a bit. He then moved down my neck and there he started sucking my neck everywhere.
He mostly bit and sucked me on a spot on left side of my neck. That set of lips just sucking my skin was giving me goosebumps. I started squirming in pleasure and a deep “aahhhhhh” came out. He looked up and said “shhhh” after which he gave me a kiss. I put my feet down. Sat on the toilet seat. Now his bulge was in front of my face.
I simply pulled his waist close to mine. I grabbed his tight firm juicy butts in my hand and started squeezing them while I pushed my face on his bulge. I could feel the tight flesh pressing on my eyes and nose while the warmth of its underneath spreading on my nose. I gave it a few kisses on the pyjamas.
I pulled it down and could see his white jockey breifs keeping that love stick locked. I pushed my face on it, taking huge wiffs off of it. I gave a little kiss on its head. Finally it was enough to play around with it. I pulled down his underwear and his dick jumped right out of it. All hard and tight ready to annihilate.
I gently placed my lips on head of his dick and just pressed my lips on it. I licked it a little below like an ice cream. I gave it several kisses and a few bites too. Before i could go ahead and take it all in my mouth, Anmol raised me, turned me around towards the window of the bathroom, bent me over, pulled down my bottoms and pushed his dick in my ass.
He started fucking me with it. The light swinging motion of the train with his thrusting cock in my ass was complimenting their motion. He kept fucking me while I rested on the train wash basin with my elbows. After around 5 minutes of fuck, I felt him grabbing my hair and pulling my head up and saying “watch me as I fuck you. Look me in the eye” and he brought my face in front the mirror.
I could see him looking me in the eyes with his facial expressions having that hot look of him fucking me. I took the challenge and kept looking at him. After a while he got a little rough and started fucking me hard. I started feeling it too as his hot iron rod started moving around in my ass bumping and rubbing all around and hurting me.
I tried to not let that pain reflect on my face. When there was no change on my face during his fast fucking, he got aggressive as he placed both his hands on my waist and started fucking my like a beast. He pushed his cock, much deeper, faster and harder. It was like he was trying to drill a ground to locate a hidden treasure. I couldn’t control any longer and I flinched and squeezed my eyes trying to prevent myself from screaming.
He noticed it too and as I looked at him I could see him smiling on his victory. After a while he Cummed inside me. I cleaned my ass and his dick and decided to go out. Before I could open the lock, he pulled my hand and brought me closer to him. “Never leave me. Please” he said in a gentle, loving but a little threatening tone. As soon as he said that he hugged me tightly. Like really tight. With the strength he was hugging me, it was just like Yash’s strength.
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I patted on his back, brought his face up and kissed him answering “never”. We got out of the washroom. Luckily the train guy was only there giving a curious look wondering what might have happened. As we walked by him, Anmol slapped my but and looking at him. He smiled, blushed and turned around. I knew he was being cocky.
I looked at him and he realised I wasn’t onboard with it and he immediately apologised. We went to our seats and in a while fell asleep. I fell asleep first as I was lying on the seat hugging his thighs as he was sitting next to me using his phone. I didn’t remember when I fell asleep and when he went to sleep too.
