Indian Gay Sex Story of The Neighbourhood Slut: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Hey Guys,
College Slut here with my first story.
I am an NRI 21 year old, slim boy with a nice round ass. I am finishing up my last year of college, living in mumbai, and always looking to get into a little trouble. I had been so busy with my studies this year that I rarely had time to have any fun. Plus, finding guys was hard in this country.
My usual suitors were visiting tourists who loved to bring me up to their luxurious hotels (but those are stories for another time :P). What I really wanted was someone to use me as their personal slut on a regular basis. This is the story of how I became the favorite neighborhood slut.
On the weekends, I would love to just relax. I lived alone, without roommates in a single bedroom flat. It gave me great freedom in the mornings to walk around naked as I made breakfast and sat with my legs spread on the couch to watch TV. I followed my same routine as I sat drinking my coffee and took out my phone to browse for guys on Grindr.
Disappointed at seeing the same blank profiles, I tossed my phone aside and continued to get ready. On weekends, I also liked to bring out some of my sexy underwear. I opened my drawer full of thongs, mesh briefs, and jock straps. I looked through and smiled as I pulled out my favorite thong. It was bright red with a thin g string and a comfortable pouch for my privates.
It also had a nice thick band to hug my waist. I slowly slid the thong up, stretching the waist band to fit right over my ass. I adjusted the string so it slid right into my crack. I turned to look in the mirror and smiled at how well it fit. You could barely see the string because my ass cheeks had swallowed it between them. Wearing it made me feel horny, especially when I walked around outside knowing I was wearing it underneath my clothes.
I got dressed, making sure to pull my shorts down just enough that I could see my thong if I lifted my shirt, and went outside to take a walk. I walked around downstairs by the outdoor pool and made my way back to my flat. While there, I passed a bunch of boxes stacked outside of a door with the door open a few units away from mine. It looked like someone was moving in.
I knocked on the door to welcome the new neighbor. The man that came to the door made me want to get on my knees right then and there. He had broad shoulders, beautiful caramel skin, and muscled arms. He was almost a head taller than me and looked to be in his mid thirties.
He had a trimmed beard and was wearing only a vest and tight jeans. I couldn’t help but look him up and down, lingering at his bulge. I snapped out of it and realized I was staring for a little too long.
“I’m jay, I live two doors down. Are you just moving in?” I asked
“Yes! Im raj, I just got the place yesterday and am moving my boxes in now”. He gave a soft smile and reached out to shake my hand. I took it and could see his muscles flex as he shook my hand. His arms were huge and I so badly wanted them to grab me.
“Do you need help moving? I am pretty free right now.” I offered.
“That would be great. Just bring those boxes in!”
Raj lifted one box effortlessly and walked in. I grabbed a slightly smaller one and followed behind. The flat was pretty empty and only had a couch set up. Everything else was still in boxes. I kept following him into his bedroom where he set the box in the corner.
“Just leave that one there”. Raj said, pointing to the corner across from him. I turned around and bent over to place the box. I could feel my shirt slowly sliding down my back and my thong sink further into my ass. I had been so smitten by Raj that I forgot I was still wearing my thong!
I quickly got back up, hoping he hadn’t seen and went back to pick up more boxes. I gave a glace at him to see if he had noticed and he looked away quickly and also got up to go get boxes.
Had he seen my thong? Would he have even noticed it? I had hoped so, but did not want to assume. We picked up more boxes and brought them in. This time I tried to be more obvious about bending over. I made sure to arch my back and linger as I placed the box before slowly getting back up.
I did this each time, sometimes even squatting and spreading my legs so that my ass was even more prominent. Each time, I would glance back at Raj to see and a few times even caught his eyes staring back. I had begun to get my hopes up that this hunk might be interested in some fresh college ass.
We eventually brought all the boxes in and I let out a sigh when I finally got up from placing the last one.
“Phew, thanks for you help jay, that went by a lot quicker than I thought. Here, let me get you some water.”
Raj went to the sink and filled some water into a cup he had unpacked from one of the boxes. I used this opportunity to pretend to stretch, raising my hand high above my head. Doing so made my shirt rise just high enough to show off my thong. I twisted a big so that my ass would face Raj and caught him looking at me as I stretched.
He came up to me and handed me the cup. As I went to reach it, he lightly grazed his other hand on my hip. I grasped the cup and he kept his fingers there for a second longer than he needed to and smiled. He went to get himself some water and I looked back at him, wondering if he was interested in boys as well.
As he began to drink the water, he accidentally spilled some all over his white vest which quickly it up and became translucent. I could see the bumps of his abs as his soaked vest hugged his body.
“Silly me” he exclaimed as he tried to wipe himself with no luck. He then began to pull off his vest and got it stuck over his head because of how tight it was. His abs were now in full glory. Even his pecs were beautiful and his small dark nipples were perked up. I imagined myself sucking on them and grabbing his dick.
“Mind giving me a hand?” raj asked. I snapped out of my day dream and walked over to him. I started to help pull off his vest. What a great opportunity to feel him up I thought. As I pulled with one hand, I slowly lowered my other to rest on his pecs. I pretended to use his check and abs as leverage to pull off the vest and felt myself get hard as I felt him.
We finally got it off and he started to laugh, and so did I. At this point, I could feel that I was totally hard from running my hands over his abs. I looked down to make sure it wasn’t too obvious and saw my bulge pushing out my pants.
I realized that Raj’s eyes had followed mine and I quickly covered my bulge and looked embarrassed. I looked back at him and he just raised his eyebrows and walked to grab a shirt. When he came back, he didn’t mention anything was off.
“I should get going” I said and began to hurriedly make my way to the door.
“I would love to see your place some time. I don’t know anyone in the society.
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If he was asking to come over he surely must not have minded my hard on I thought to myself.
“Sure. Why don’t you come over for dinner and you can see it then!”
My invitation may have been for dinner, but I intended to invite him to eat more than just food. I was hoping that this would let me test the waters. Who knew, maybe this would become the man I had been waiting for. Someone to use me as he pleased, when he pleased.
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