Indian Gay Sex Story: Strangers at the bar: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Strangers at the bar: 1
Indian Gay Sex Story: Hi guys! This is Ravi from Banglore. I’m 28 years old and this is a story from an incident that happened last weekend while I was just bar hopping with my colleagues. For discretion I’m obviously going to change and hide a few of the details in the story. So let’s get on with it..
It was our third bar bar and the mixed up cocktails of vodka and tequila were getting to my head already by now. Two more mimosas later I stumbled my way to the men’s toilet which obviously had a rather long line of drunk men looking to find a place to pee. I just had to pee hard and kept pacing to avoid thinking about it and that’s when I saw HIM!
He was with a bunch of his friends. In a casual white shirt and washed out blue jeans, he looked like he walked straight out of a fashion show. The shirt was tight and exposing his muscular biceps just right! The sexy stubble and perfect ass were making it hard for me to concentrate on one. Mind it! HARD! Butt as I was checking out his round buttocks with probable drool on my mouth, I didn’t realise when he had been looking my way too.
When I finally looked up to find his piercing eyes staring into mine, I just froze briefly! I wasn’t really prepared for that and the drunkenness wasn’t helping either. But then he smiled his slight coy smile as if acknowledging my interest in him and turned back to his friends. By then the crowd in front of me had cleared out and I got to the urinal. While I was busy peeing I felt a soft nudge at my ass and then a hand cupped my ass cheeks and whispered “If you have no problem with me taking these, let’s get out of here. Meet me outside the bar….now.”
I turned around to find Him smiling at me with his lustful eyes and then he just waked out of the toilet. I was totally down to fuck. I quickly washed and dried my hands and rushed out. As I walked out I felt as if his friends were staring at me and talking about me but I was too drunk to care. My friends were still sitting at the bar, laughing and having fun. I just skipped past them and out the door.
I looked around but could not find my mystery ass-cupper anywhere. Just then I felt the same hands cup my ass again. I turned around. Yes. It was HIM. “I thought you would not come” he said. “Wh…. Why would…. Why would you think that?” I asked stammering.
He smiled, checked me out from head to feet and said “Well you seemed more interested in my posterior back there.. I thought you won’t like to take it up your ass.” he said rather innocently. I wanted to say “You can fuck every hole on my body..” but just giggled like a school girl and said “You do have a sexy posterior..” He laughed and said “If my hands felt them right, yours would certainly trump mine.”
“Let’s go. My apartment is 5 minutes from here. We should hurry up before my flatmates arrive.” he said. We walked up to his flat and all through the walk his hands kept feeling my ass. “Damn that’s a horny top” I was thinking to myself. We finally reached his building. His flat was on the fifth floor and the building only had stairs. We walked two flights of stairs up and then he stopped me. He peeked over the staircases. No one was around.
Read the hot and steamy Indian gay sex story of a horny and wild desi guy’s wild public fuck with a sexy stranger he met at the bar!
He walked over to me and pushed me against the wall. “I have been wanting so bad to do this.” he said as he closed his lips on mine into the warmest wettest kiss of my life. He was wild! He sucked and bit my lips and kept squeezing my ass hard! A long kiss later, he pushed me down on the floor and unzipped his jeans. I was scared to do this in public but when you are drunk you don’t think much, do you?
He pulled his uncut 6″ dick out and started rubbing it on my lips. I was still hesitant. “Don’t worry! I’ll look out.. Just take it.” he said. I grabbed his waist and slowly took his dick in my mouth. He grunted slightly and I began sucking his dick deeper..
