Indian Gay Sex Story: Sex with Ola driver: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Sex with Ola driver: 1

Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi guys! This is my first story sharing experience and as a result please forgive me for any errors that you may find during the course of my story. Let me first describe myself. My name is Rohan and I am 22 years old, originally from Delhi. I currently study in a college in Mumbai. To describe myself, I am 5 ft 10” tall with a good built, fair skin colour.

I have a well toned body as I regularly work out in the gym. I am also quite well endowed with a dick that grows to 6.5” when fully erect. During my life, I have had several sexual escapades and here is the first of these that I would like to share. It is a real experience and I am recounting it in as much detail as I can remember. This story is of an encounter I had with a taxi driver in Mumbai.

I had gone to Bangalore for a college fest six months ago and had returned back to Mumbai with the late night flight. It was past midnight and I had booked a Ub_r [Not giving the full name of App] cab for my way back to my college. Soon, the driver: name Ajaz came to pick me up.

He got down from the cab and helped me load the luggage in the back of the car. I have to admit that he was quite good looking. I got into the cab in the front seat and we started the trip.

During the ride, we chatted a lot and developed a good conversation. I told him to not address me as sir but rather by my first name. I found out that he was 24 years old and was from Lucknow but had come to Mumbai to earn money to support his family. He owned 2 cars and used to drive one of those himself.

On becoming more frank, I found out that he was currently single and used to live alone in a single rented room. I even joked with him about getting great girls as a cab driver and inquired if had ever got lucky with anyone. He promptly replied that “Nahi yaar, driving ke time vo log sirf customer hote hai!”. He started inquiring about my personal life and whether I had a girlfriend. I told him that I didn’t have once since the past year.

He asked me if I used to smoke and if he could have a cigarette while driving. He gave me one and we both started smoking cigarettes while he was driving. He told me that he had studied till 12th and had wanted to go to commerce college but he had come to Mumbai after 12th just to earn money for his family. We casually also spoke about sex: the experiences we had had and how Indian girls did not readily agree for blowjobs.

Mid-way through our trip, he told me ki “Rohan, mujhe mere ghar se kuch samaan lena hai. Mera ghar raste me hi ayega. Agar tujhe problem nhi ho toh apan 10 min ruk kar then continue kar lenge trip”. I was feeling attracted to him since the start of the trip, his facial and chest hair visible through the top of his shirt were turning me on. I readily agreed to stopping by his home and he happily told me to come up for 5-10 mins while he took care of the stuff that he had to take.

He stopped the car near an old aged building on a seemingly deserted street. We locked the car and took the stairs upto his room. He had a fairly small room which had a bed and a small attached bathroom. He offered me water and told me to sit comfortably while he starting packing some stuff to take in a carry bag. I asked him if I could use his bathroom and he obliged.

On going into his bathroom, I was taken aback. In a shelf above the wash basin, I found layers upon layers of photos of naked men: Indian, European and African, all having huge dicks. It took me some time to process what I was seeing. Was Ajaz interested in boys?

I had got a small smile on my face thinking about the fact that he was interested in men. Probably tonight could be lucky for me, thinking about this my dick was starting to grow in my jeans. I decided to directly confront him about this.

I came out of the bathroom and straight up asked him “Tune last apni gaand kab marwayi thi?”. He was taken aback at my question and blushed a little. He eventually realised that I had rummaged through his collection of naked hunk photos. He said “Yaar, tujhse kya chupana ab. Mujhe actually ladkiyan pasand nhi hai. Mujhe sirf ladke acche lagte hai and mujhe apni gaand marwana accha lagta hai. Main agar tujhe yeh bata data toh shayad tu mujhse dhang se baat nhi karta”.

I leapt at this opportunity and told him “Main bi bisexual hu yaar. Mujhe ladke and ladki dono ke saath sex karna pasand hai. Infact, tujhe jab pehli baar dekha tha, tabse hi tujhpe man aa gaya tha. Main bass soch rha tha ki ye baat tujhe bataun kaise”, saying this I smiled at him. Hearing this he nervously asked me “Toh phir tu meri gaand marega?”.

I immediately pulled him into my arms and started kissing him. It was so passionate, I felt my lips would engulf his. He too was reciprocating equally. We were smooching each other, putting our tongues in each other’s mouths and it felt wonderful. His bearded face rubbed with mine as we continued kissing.

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While kissing him, I was moving my hands all over his body and finally landing on his ass. I was caressing his ass while continuing to suck on his lips. He started feeling my body and removed my shirt. He was now fondling my chest and rubbing his hand all over my bare torso all the while continuig to kiss. He started kissing my chest and nipplies and he got his hand to my crotch. He was rubbing my crotch while I took his shirt off. I also started rubbing my hands over his upper body.

Did you like the story? Leave comments below on your opinion and what can be improved. Wait till tomorrow for the next part.. If I get a good response, I will pen down some other incidents that have happened to me as well.