Urdu sex story of horny teenager’s first gay encounter: 2
Teen boy sex story: Bas uss raat ke baad ek gair-tab’ii bechaenii hameshaa laga rehetaa, ek ajeeb sii betaabii… kisi bhi kaam me man nahi lagtaa — naa ghar me, naa khel-kuud me, aur naa hii rafaaqat me… even the brand new smartphone held no fascination!
Dil-o-dimaagh me bas saara dinn chhaayaa huyaa ussi kaa khayaal… mashq-e-tasavvur me unhii kaa saraab, aur zehn musalsal unkaa hii fikr me garq… unhii kaa tafakkur liye mahv… aur khvaab-aavarii me bhii ussi kaa chehraa — naa jaagne detaa, aur naa hii sone detaa!
Aur sarkash lund kaa toh poocho matt, unkaa khayaal aate hii haalat-e istaadgii me bilkul garam… tanaa huyaa – engorged and rigid – leaving him red-faced and embarrassed… also, totally confused.
He didn’t know what was happening — why did the sight, the very thought of that youth set his heart aflutter, his whole body atingle, and his cock rock hard ?
He didn’t understand any of it… but one thing he was very certain of, absolutely sure – he wanted to catch another glimpse of that youth, see him again… and again… AND again!
Issi soch me betaab, dil aashufta aur nigaahen be-qaraar liye dinn-bhar cycle pe uss ghar ke atraaf-o-javaanib gasht lagataa phirta, intizaar-e shauq liye ghanton bitaata ussi makaan ke ird-gird… mushtaaq dil me ek aas, ek ummeed: shaayad phir se dikh jayee, phir ho jaaye uss dilkash javaan kaa deedar!
Agar bike naa dikhaa toh bechaenii bad jaati… bekas… bebas, raah pe nigaah-daasht, tanhaa baithaa rehtaa jalvon kii aas liye; aur agar bike dikhe, toh qalb-e-naa-sabuur khada rehtaa yehi ummeed liye ke woh baahaaar aaye… yaa khidkii me ek halkii sii jhalak, ek jhapkii dey jaaye…
Aur aaqibat jab nashaat bikharte huye woh bike pe baithaa aa jaataa… yaa, ‘gar dariiche me nazar aataa, toh bas, machalte fuvaad kaa be-qaaboo dhadak ke saath cheheraa roushan-e maah’vash, aur shehvat se lund bhi full attention!
Uff, uska woh jamaal… woh mardana quwwat, maano sar-e-aflaak kaadi dhoop me sat-rangii dhanak ubhrey hon!
Chand hii roz huyaa thaa, pura hafta bhii nahi, par deevaana banaa diyaa thaa uss bike-wale ne… sote-jaagte bas ek hii khayaal, ek hii fikar; dinn-baa-dinn junoon sawaar hotaa jaa rahaa thaa… baarhaa milne kaa ek betaahashaa pyaas, ek hirs…
Dar-maanda, larazte seene me betaab dil kaa woh dhadkan samete, mahv-e raghbat, qalb pareshaan aur nazar udaas, uss begaane raah-zan kaa be-sabrii se intizaar dekhtaa…
Naa dekhen toh khalish, aur dekhen toh khalish!
Lashkaare maartaa huyaa woh ‘aalam-e-shabaab badan me ek dahaktaa, bhadaktaa aag lagaa jaata… purey jism me shadiid jinsi khwahish kaa toofaan uthaa detaa… aur juftii kaa chaah jagaa jataa!
Ab toh fitratii taur pe shahoot-parast banta jaa rahaa thaa… akelaa, khalvat me, dast-kashii kaa aadat saa pad gaya thaa, daily raat ussi ko sochte huye jalaq lagaa letaa…
Par ab ye mukhtasar lamhon kaa ikhtisaar mulaaqaatein, ye pal-bhar kaa sarsarii jhalak, ye aarzii jhapkiiaan, simply wasn’t enough anymore, and he wanted more, much more…
Ye be-qaraar dil kaa ghair-mohtaat dhadaknaa, ye yaas-e bad-haal ab aur achchaa nahi lag rahaa thaa. Sabr-o-karaar ab huduud paar ho chukaa thaa… ab toh bas kaise bhii koi taqriib-e-mulaaqaat chaahiye thaa… ek tarkiib… ek tajviiz…
Ab toh aankhon se aankhen chaar karna thaa, unke saath time spend karna thaa… be alone with that unknown stranger, the stealer of his young, innocent heart… his peace-of-mind!
But what?
How?
Becharaa pareshaan thaa, maraa jaa raha thaa… phir ooper se zaalim kaa wo tarz-e taghaaful – ek sitam, sau aadaen!
Par nadaani me usse yeh maaloom nahi thaa ki woh bike-wala bhi usse notice kiyaa thaa – haan, on that very first day – aur tabhii se uska nazar bhii thaa… eyeing and observing… keeping a close watch…
Ek gazaal: deliciously cute, disarmingly naive; ek gul-e-naa-shagufta: divinely delicate — usse toh kisi haal me bhi haasil karna thaa!
Suurkh labon kaa wo larzish, wo halka saa thar-tharaanaa… wo chaah-e rukhsaar… and those fluttering dark, long-lashed eyes, jaise chashm-e gazaal hon… wo shiiaar-e shokhii… uff, jaise qayaamat kaa paighaam!
Aur wo lajiilaa, mahjuub qatil adaa… jhukaa-jhukaa ke wo nazar churaana, nigaah miley toh jhenp jaana… uff, har lahza targhiib-e gunaah… har ghamza payaam-e qazaa!
Aur phir yuhi ek late afternoon, on an impulse, he winked at the boy as he got off the bike…
The boy instantly went a fire-engine red, and remained rooted to the spot, staring back, unblinking and jaws agape — and at that moment he knew what the kid wanted!
Out of sheer badass playfulness, giving a crooked grin he leaned close and whispered, “Munh bandh kar lo, nahi toh makkhi chalii jayegii andar!”
The jaws snapped shut as the boy literally jerked out of his stupor, and was gone in an eye’s blink… leaving him chuckling softly as he sauntered into the house…
Haap raha thaa becharaa jab apna room me dakhil huyaa… kaanp rahaa thaa pooraa, his heart slamming like crazy — he simply couldn’t believe what had just happened!
Waise toh usse dekhte hi dimagh maa’uuf ho jaataa thaa, aur dil kaa dhakan tez… par aaj toh the guy winked at him… and even spoke!
Ek pal ke liye toh saadaapan me yeh soch baitha kii shaayad af’aal-e-iztiraarii ho, par muskuraate huye jab zer-e lab baat chheda, toh us-se aur raha nahii gaya… bas, bhaagaa waha se!!!
Oh, he simply couldn’t get the image out of his head — that impish curl of those sexy, full lips, the twinkle in those hazel eyes… wo mote-mote honthon kaa tiirchii muskaan, wo pale-brown kanchi aankhon me chamakh — and, the spine-tingling sound of that husky baritone!
Aur wo mardana khusboo… uff-uff… janaab-e ‘aalii kaa toh hosh-o-havaas sab udd chukaa thaa! Khushii kya, woh toh paagal huyaa jaa rahaa thaa!
Aur tabhi, suddenly, it was upon him — unannounced and uninvited — his knees buckling as they gave way and he stumbled, quickly grabbing his study-table for support as an unbearably fierce tingle engulfed his whole being, making his body shudder, his stomach scrunch…
Teen boy sex story of a virgin guy’s wild imagination
And through a heavy fog his benumbed brain registered the orgasm, making him aware of the event — he was actually ejaculating in his pants without even having to touch himself… without even being aware that he already had an erection!!!
It was the most intense orgasm of his entire young life… the most powerful climax he had ever achieved over the past couple week (since he’d started masturabting), and it left him drained, depleted and numb…
His fingers relinquishing their hold on the table as he crumpled to the floor, panting…
Then suddenly, everything changed the very next morning…
To be continued…
