Forced gay story of wild time with a brutal autowala

Forced gay story: This incident took place a few months back, and it changed my life forever. To tell you something about me, I’m 34 years old, 5’9 smart weigh around 72kgs and bearded. Offices had just opened up in Mumbai and in someway life you could say was back to normal.

I too had started going back to office, it wasn’t the same. The roads weren’t as crowded as it used to be. Mumbai was sort of empty.

The rains had started and I was one day working late at work. I had gotten done around at 2 am and stepped out on the road to catch an auto. Even after standing out in the rains for almost 30 mins I found no auto.

Finally at 2.45 I found an auto, but he was carrying some bags in the backseat and said he’ll be able to take me to Malad only after dropping those bags at his home and only if I helped him with it.

Having waited in the rains for almost 45 mins I was willing to agree to anything.

I moved some bags around and got into backseat. And that’s when I saw my auto driver. He would have been easily in his 50s rather fat would have been around 90kgs bald headed and had a moustache.

We had just reached Jogeshwari and that when he said he stays here. I was simply glued to my phone and actually paid no attention to what he said.

Suddenly the auto came to a halt and that’s when I realised we had reached his place. We were in some chawl type area and I barely knew where we were.

The auto guy came out and said “Acha sir mera ghar andhar hai”. I stepped out and helped him with the heavy bag and it was raining heavily. We had just walked a minute through the chawl and came to a halt outside a door.

My auto driver searched in his pocket and removed a key to open the door. It’s only when we stepped inside I realised how drenched we we were. His house was small, single room a bed and partition to separate the kitchen. We placed the bag down near the foot of the bed.

I turned around and said “Chale”. The auto driver looked at me with a smile I had not seen before on his face and he said “Jaldi kya hai sir barish bahut ho rahi hai”. I said I can’t wait need to get home.

He refused to step out without the rain stopping. I stepped out and saw the rain was heavy and I really didn’t know where exactly I was and it was 3 am.

With no choice I stepped back in and reluctantly sat at the corner of the bed. My auto driver stood up and closed the door.

He turned around and I saw he was completely drenched head to toe. His khaki uniform sticking to him. He had that smile on his face as he stepped forward, with each step I grew more afraid of his intentions, he was right next to my face, his stomach close to my face.

I pushed back deeper into the bed trying to move away. He pushed me down and with a smile said “Sir agar aap cooperate nahi karoge toh… aapko bahut bahut dard hoga”. I was terrified, he came over me and pinned me down.

I couldn’t move because of his weight. He brought his face closer and I could smell his breath. He started forcefully kissing me, I tried resisting but it just made him more forceful.

I could taste his spit flowing into my mouth, his tongue digging deeper. He started forcefully licking my face and my neck. He got up after five minutes of this kissing and started unbuttoning my shirt I tried to resist.

He smiled again.

“Sir final warning de raha hu… warna faad dunga aapki shirt” the idea of leaving this place without my shirt crossed my mind and I just stopped resisting. He unbuttoned my shirt and looked at my bare lightly hairy chest and said “sir aapke chooche mast hai”

I didn’t understand what he meant, but before I could react he came down and started biting my nipples. Now I was slim but I had what you’d call man boobs.

My auto driver kept chewing my nipples hardly and was squeezing the other one with his other hand… Tears were rolling down my eyes but I was very shameful to even scream.

He stopped biting and hurriedly removed his shirt and I saw his hairy chest and pot belly. He removed his khaki pants and I saw a torn underwear and 5 inch dent in it.

He removed his underwear and I finally saw his dick covered fully in hair and around 5.5 inches. He climbed back on me and asked me to open my mouth.

At this point I saw no importance to resist him. I simply obeyed. He came over me and pushed his dick into my open mouth.

The smell was awful. It smelled of piss and sweat. His pubes felt like it wasn’t washed in a while. He simply kept pushing his dick in and out of my mouth. He was literally fucking my mouth and moaning as he did.

I could feel sticky pre cum on my tongue and I thought his ordeal would end. But he kept fucking my mouth for 30 mins and then suddenly halted. I thought he was about to cum.

But he got up and pulled my pants and underwear in one single action. He lifted my legs and looked my hairy ass and smiled again. I knew what he was about to do, but had no will to stop him.

He put some spit on his hand and rubbed it in my asshole. He lifted my legs and in one single action thrusted his dick into my asshole. I remember the pain, I wanted to scream but I simply closed my mouth and eyes and controlled letting out the scream.

Forced gay story of a sexy and hot fuck with an autowala

Slowly he started going back and forth, the pain was too much and I thought I would pass out but after about 10 mins I don’t know what happened but I started enjoying it. My dick was getting hard and I let out a soft moan.

The moment he heard that there was a smile on his face. And he said “Bahut maza aayega sir” and increased his pace. He fucked me for 15 mins before cumming in my ass.

He crashed on me. I tried to get up now and he turned to me and said “sir abhi sirf shuru ki hai” “bahut kuch karna baaki hai”

I too wanted to see what was in store for me next and simply waited.

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