Indian Gay Sex Story: Gaandu shopkeeper: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Gaandu shopkeeper: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Yeh baat tab ki hai jab main 18 saal ka tha. Daddy ne mujhe us din
subah kuch paise dekar kaha tha, “Beta, college ke liye kuch naye
kapde le aana.” Main bahut baar pehle bhi shopping karne ke liye akele
gaya tha. Isliye mujhe maloom tha kis dukaan mein jaakar kapde
khareedne hai. Baherhaal, shopping karne ke vichaar se main bahut
khush ho gaya tha.
Main dopahar ko shopping karne ke liye nikla, kyonki mujhe maloom tha
ki us waqt bheed bahut kam rehti hai. Maine bus pakda aur mere ghar se
kareeb teen kilometer door ek shopping complex hai, vahaan utar gaya.
Shopping complex main bahut saari choti-choti dukaanein thi. Main unke
baahar tange hue kapde dekh-dekh kar aage badh raha tha.
Corridor ke end par ek chota sa dukaan tha, par uske window mein jo
kapde rakhe the, voh mujhe achche lage. Main is dukaan ke andar gaya.
Dukaandaar ek 25-30 saal ka aadmi tha. Ghane baal, moochein, saavle
rang ka aur muskurata chehra. Maine window ke ek shirt ko dikhakar
kaha, “Uncle, voh vaala shirt dikhaiye.” Usne turant voh shirt
nikalkar mujhe diya.
“Kitne ka hai?” maine poocha.
“Chaar sau!” usne kaha.
Mujhe rate theek laga. Shirt yellow colour ka tha. Uspar halke se
brown colour ke stripes the. Maine poocha, “Pahenkar dekh sakta hoon?”
Usne muskurate hue kaha, “Haan, kyon nahin? Trial room udhar hai.”
Main trial room mein gaya. Darwaza lock karne ki koshish ki, magar
kundi nahin lag rahi thi. “Uncle, yeh bolt nahin lagta,” maine kaha.
“Maloom hai, lekin tum darwaza aada karke pahen lo. Yahaan mere siva
koyi nahin hai.”
Maine darwaza aada kiya. Magar phir bhi gap bach raha tha. Khair,
maine apna shirt utaara aur naya shirt pahen liya. Fit bahut achcha
tha, aur mere gore rang par bahut achcha lag raha tha. First selection
mein hi mera shirt finalise ho gaya.
Main baahar aaya. “Theek hai, uncle. Yeh shirt main le leta hoon. Ab
kuch ispar jeans dikhaiye.”
Kyonki maine pehle hi kuch khareed liya tha, isliye dukaandaar ab
jyaada furti se mujhe jeans dikhane laga. Maine unmein se teen piece
select kiye. Ek light blue, ek faded dark blue aur ek beige. Unhein
lekar main trial room mein gaya. Phir se darwaza aada kar maine unhein
pahenkar dekha. Kuch hi der mein main baahar aaya.
“Kya hua?” dukaandaar ne poocha.
“Fit thode loose hai,” maine kaha.
“Waist kitna hai tumhara?”
“Thirty.”
“To yeh thirty hi hai. Colours kaise hai?”
“Colours to bahut achche hai uncle.”
“To kuch aur pahenkar dekho. Same colour mein deta hoon.”
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Yeh kehkar usne mujhe do aur jeans diye. Main phir trial room mein
gaya aur unmein se light blue vaala pehna. Aaine mein dekha. Fit har
jagah theek tha, magar mujhe laga ki lund ke neeche thoda loose tha.
Pichle teenon jeans mein bhi yahin problem tha. Lekin yeh main use
kaise bata sakta tha?
“Ab theek hai kya?” dukaandaar ne baahar se hi pooch liya.
“Thoda loose hai.”
Itne mein voh darwaza kholkar andar hi aa gaya. “Bataao kahaan loose
hai. Mujhe to theek hi lag raha hai.”
Maine lund ke neeche ka kapda thode kheencha aur kaha, “Yahaan loose
hai.”
