Indian Gay Sex Story: A Vacation Fling: 2
Indian Gay Sex Story: A Vacation Fling: 2
Indian Gay Sex Story: With every bite, I started caressing his dick vigorously. He lifted my shirt, pushed my head down, clearly indicating what he wants me to do. I began kissing from his chest till navel. He closed his eyes with hands on his head, pretty laid enjoying the feel of my lips on his torso.
I held his shorts and pushed them down. And his dick sprung up hitting my face. It was dark, kinda black, thick with foreskin retracted. The head was red and moist in precum, fully erect in its 8″ glory. I started kissing the cherry slowly at my pace. But he was so turned on.
He: mooh me le
I tried to swallow it, sliding it halfway through.
He: abey saale, bola na mooh me le poora
With that, he held my head and shoved the whole shaft deep into my throat. I quivered and gagged by the sudden action and lack of breath. But he did not care. I had to push his thighs back so to pull his dick out of my throat to breath.
His precum was all dripping from my lips. He again held my head and shoved his dick in my mouth, started face fucking me. His raw brutish demeanour and my gagging turned me on. My 8″, a monster in its own, started oozing precum in my running shorts.
This went on for a couple of minutes until I had a lockjaw due to continuous mouth fucking, and I gave him a final push to take the dick out of my mouth. This masculine force of mine turned him on further. He lifted me by my arms, pulled my shorts down and put me chest side down on a nearby bundle of hay. I knew what was in his mind.
He kneeled down to my ass and started rolling his tongue on my ass crack. This dude was eating my ass giving me immense pleasure, like static running through my body. Murmuring while eating my ass.
He: saala ekdum chikni kadak gaand hai teri, jee kare puri kha jau.
With that, he spread my ass cheeks and reached for my asshole with his tongue. I was on cloud nine with his rimming abilities. My hole was completely loosened and moist by his tongue. He then slowly inserted a finger inside my ass. He circled and rotated it realizing that my ass was loose than his expectation.
He: saala teri gaand toh pehle sey hi khuli hai. Bahut logo ne mari hai lagta.
I just nodded in agreement.
He: aaj teri gaand aise pelunga ki phele jitne bhi lund andar ghus chuke, tu saab bhool jagyega.
With that he took a bottle of coconut oil from one of the shelves and literally poured the oil up my ass, emptying at least half of the bottle. Then with no mercy shoved his hot black rod up my ass. The sudden shoving stretched my asshole muscles and gave unnerving pain in my body. I screamed but he put his hand on my mouth, muffling the voice.
He started moving his dick back and forth, sometimes shoving it all the way in till it hits my prostate, and then pulling it out completely. Soon my pain superseded by the immense pleasure it was giving my prostate.
Then he lifted my butt up, making me to stand and bend forward with my hands resting on the haystack, and he started fucking me in doggy style. With every stroke of his dick, the pleasure it was giving my prostate started arousing my own dick.
The more he shoved, my dangling dick slapped my thighs and his low hanging balls.
This went on for at least 10 minutes with me trying best to hold my cum within. Soon he felt tired of standing and kneeled down, pulled me onto the ground, and flipped me on my back. He raised my legs up in the air, lifted my ass on his thighs and with one stroke shoved his dick in my asshole.
My moans became louder and louder with each push of his dick. He began fucking me in the missionary position for at least 5 minutes when he said: “nikalne wala hai”. Juice inside me was already overbuilt and suddenly it oozed out of my cock, in the air, on my chest, on his chest, on the floor, with quite a lot of load.
With a final push, he pulled his dick out of my ass, held my head little up and spurted his cum all over my face, and head. My hair was covered with his jizz. It felt like a porn movie with a nice ending.
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We both were soaked in our sweat and juices. He parted and took a cig from the shelf, lit it and started smoking. He offered me his, and though I do not smoke, the whole session we had just made me go for it. After both of us finishing that one cigarette, he asked me to join for a bath in a nearby tube well.
After a nice cleaning, we parted our ways. It was already noon and I was quite late from the usual running time. After reaching home I ate like a pig, while my folks were probably thinking “Kya workout karke aya hai!”. Little they know what workout I did 😉
