Indian Gay Sex Story: A forcible gay encounter
Indian Gay Sex Story: A forcible gay encounter
Indian Gay Sex Story: I am Rohit(name changed) and I was new to Mumbai. This incident happened 5 years before when I was 23 years old. I was tall, slim and fair. My first job after graduation brought me to Mumbai. On one Sunday morning, I was visiting few places in Mumbai with my friends. We had to travel in local. I had bought a new jeans and I was wearing that jeans.
Unfortunately, I did not realise that it was low waist and super tight. Our next destination was marine drive and it was at that time that I started feeling uncomfortable. Suddenly I saw a tall, dark and well built man making eye contact with me. I could not understand that because I am straight and never imagined something like that happening to me.
I was feeling really embarashed. All my friends were there. I was scared if anyone saw that, they could make fun of me. So I made an excuse that my head is paining and got down at the next station which was Dadar. They all continued with their Journey. I was planning to return home as soon as possible and change that horrible jeans.
But suddenly that guy who made eye contacts with me held my hand from behind and said “chalo”. At that point my embarashment was gone because I was alone. And I dont know why but something inside me told me to go with him. He aksed to follow him. He stopped a cab and and muttered some address in his ear. At that moment I realised what mistake I have done.
I thought that guy was about to kidnap me. I tried to stop the cab but he told me to relax. In 10 minute we arrived at the destination. We went out of the cab and I was surprised to see a chawl. He held my hands tight and asked me to follow him. On the way, another man made a comment to him, “Kya bhai mast hai”. That somehow made me horny and my fears started vanishing.
After 5 minutes of walk, we arrived at a room. It was a very busy place. A number of women were washing clothes outside. Some were also laughing at us. He knocked at the door and a women in late 50’s opened the door. The house was really old with two rooms. He asked me to go and sit in the second room. I obliged as I had no other options at that time.
On my way to the other room, I saw another old man sleeping on the floor. After 30 minutes, he arrived and closed the door from inside. My heart was beating heavily. He sat besides me and asked “top ho ya bottom” I was confused. I had never heard that before in my life. I said “pata nahin aap kya bol rahe ho” He then put his hand on his head.
After some time he said to me, “Sun mujhe laga tu gay hai. Tujhe chodne laya hoon. Par galti ho gayi. Tu jaana chahe to chala jaa” I was confused. I asked him, “Aap exactly kya karna chahte hain mere saath?” He started laughing and sat besides me and then held my hands.
Then he said to me, “Mein apne lund ko teri gaand me dalna chahta hoon. Teri gaand marna chahta hoon. Bol marwayega?” I replied “par aap promise kariye ki dheere se karenge” He kept quite. He removed all his clothes in a flash. My heart started pounding heavily. I realised that this is it. And I let everything go. He came to me and asked me to lay down with face up.
Then he climbed on me. He was really strong and well built. he moved near my neck and put his 8″ dick inside my mouth. It felt warm and salty. And said “Abe chutiya. ladkiyon ki jeans pehenta hai. le choos mere lund ko. Aaj to teri aisi maaroonga ki gand and muh dono fat jaayega and kiso ko muhn dikhane layak nahin rahega.”
This made me hornier. My undies were all wet by precum. I was still wearing my jeans. He started pounding my face like an animal. It was making “thap thap” sound. He then held my nose with his hands and suddenly stopped stroking my face. I was confused as what happened but suddenly a warm stream of liquid filled my entire mouth. It was huge and pungent.
Since my nose was pinched, I had no option to swallow it. I felt like puking. He was also farting every now and then and its odour was horrible. He again abused me by saying “Abhi to suruwaat hai. Abhi to teri gaand maaroonga.” After that he turned me facedown and pulled down my jeans in one stroke. He then removed my undies. My heart started pounding heavily.
I realised that this is it. he put some oil inside my but hole and started fingering it vigourously. It started paining. I requested him to stop. He replied that “Ab bohot der ho gayi hai”. I started crying. He paid no heed. Blood started coming out of my ass with just fingering. He then brought a glass of warm oil and poured the entire glass on my butt hole.
Then he put a pillow beneath my belly and said “Ab teri gaand mein apna lund ghusaaonga. Taiyaar ho ja” And then I felt a warm dick at the opening of my but hole. It actually felt good. He then pushed inside in one stroke and it pained like hell. I actually stopped breathing for a moment and was about to faint. But he never stopped and kept on pounding my ass.
My legs started paining but he never stopped. After 30 odd minutes, He stopped and I knew what was going to happen. I felt a stream of warm liquid filling in all over my bowel. I was happy that it was over. He again came towards my face and said “apna muhn khol. thoda aur maal bacha hai” I did what he said. This time, his dick was all oily and red with my ass blood.
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He throttled it in my mouth and it tasted like hell. In 30 odd second he cummed again. Then asked me to take bath and gave me 500 rupees. I was so embarashed. When I got out his room, I could look at anyone out of shame. I went straight to my home in a cab. Took a long bath, brushed my teeth and slept for the whole day. I did not talk with anyone for about a week.
Now it has been over 5 years. I have a girl friend and we make love on a regular basis. But still when I think about that day, I feel ashamed of myself. That was the worst mistake of my life. I hate that guy. I am also planning to move out of Mumbai. I am feeling light after sharing this story. Thats why I wrote that story.