Indian Gay sex story – Gay village boy – 6
Gay village boy – 6
Varun was a pretty good fuck despite his roughness. And lucky for me, he is an even better mechanic. In an attempt to apologize for his attack upon my person (fucking my ass), he fixed my car and I was on my way that afternoon. I made it home safely but I just can’t shake the memory of my new friend and lover. Binny is special… not like any other guy I’ve met before. He’s handsome, rugged, sexy, sweet; and he made love to me like he really loved me. You don’t find that combination very often and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let it pass me by. I issued an open invitation to Binny for a visit with me. It’s two hours away, so I offered to come and get him. He refused and was determined to get there on his own just one week later. His mode of transportation was a bus. OK, if that’s how he wants to do it… I’m certainly not going to argue with him. He’s bigger and stronger than me…thank god… and it’s part of what makes him so fucking hot to me!
It’s almost a pleasure to wait for him at the Bus Station. I finally splurged and bought myself a new car I always wanted. I suppose it screams “arrogant prick”, but I don’t care. Sometimes you just have to pamper yourself. I have big plans for my hot farm boy this weekend. I hope to show him the time of his life; in and out of the bedroom. I’m a little early for his bus, but I don’t mind because it will give me a chance to figure out some of the toys. I love the smell of the leather seats and I recline a little while I thumb through the owners manual. I quickly find the sound system info and stop to read it thoroughly. It seems like just a few minutes when Binny’s bus arrives. I shut off the engine and get out of the car as poised as possible. It seems that this car already has control over me because I want to look as suave as possible. I chose my sexiest black slacks for the occasion. I want Binny’s eyes to pop out when he sees me in these ass-snugging silky slacks. I haven’t found a pair of jeans that do any justice to my ass; but these slacks shows my assets the way god made me. I have on a cream colored long sleeved pullover that is tucked in. Topped off with some wire rimmed shades, and I’m ready for presentation.
I stand at a distance as several riders disembark. Some of these folks look beaten down. A few families greet their loved ones and move off quickly to collect their luggage. As fewer people stream out, I get a little nervous that maybe he missed the bus or changed his mind. Either one would be disappointing to me. Just as I’m about to give up hope, a muscular figure appears at the top of the steps with an old lady clinging to his arm. It’s Binny, being the man I knew he was. At the bottom step he gently lifts her and sets her down as he assures her that he’s there to support her. I get a little choked up watching this transaction and I smile as a tear collects behind my dark glasses. As Boyscout Binny says his goodbyes to her, the old woman reaches up and caresses his face. Whatever she says makes him smile and blush and he turns and catches his first glimpse of me.
“Bimal!”, he shouts enthusiastically and rushes toward me. My feet feel like they’re in cement as I stand in amazement at what I’m seeing. Standing before me is a life size picture straight out of Magazine. I can’t believe that he could possibly look any hotter to me. But this is the hottest man alive and to hell with what People Magazine says (don’t get me started on that). While I’m staring down at his black leather shoes, he scoops me up in his arms and bear-hugs me. I feel an instant sense of comfort in his powerful arms as my feet dangle like a small child. “Bimal! It’s great to see you!”, he shouts in my ear and gives me a discreet peck on the cheek. I want to tongue-fuck his mouth right here in the parking lot, but I take his cue on discretion. Pulling back, I smile at him and greet him with genuine enthusiasm. Wow, Binny…you look hot! “You don’t look so bad, Bimal.”, he says with a wide smile. Hey, let’s get your luggage and we’ll get this party on the road.
Binny seems to have packed for a month; having two large suitcases. My imagination runs wild thinking about what he might have in there. Sex toys come to mind quickly… then I just imagine he has more sexy clothes in there. I wonder what kind of underwear he likes; boxers or briefs or maybe even thongs. I chuckle to myself as he loads them into the trunk. “Damn fine car, Bimal.” he says excitedly. Yeah, you saw my last one… I think I was on borrowed time with it. But hey, once Varun got it running, I was able to trade it for a good price. Wanna drive it? “Yeah, sure!” he says as he swipes the key out of my hand. Almost like a kid, he rushes to the drivers side door and opens it quickly. He sits behind the wheel and gets comfortable in the seat; grinding his hips into the seat like a dog getting ready to settle into a sleeping spot. Looking at me with boyish enthusiasm, he says, “Come on… let’s go!” Binny pulls the seat belt across his muscular chest and glances at me; catching me admiring him. He gets a devilish smirk on his face and he half smiles at me with his eyes. He knows what I’m thinking and I don’t mind one bit. Binny starts the engine and seems pleased to find that it’s a manual transmission. He runs through all six gears as he revs the engine. “This is awesome, Bimal. Someday I’m gonna get me one of these.” Come on… let’s go! I mock at him. He smiles and pulls swiftly out of the space and up to the intersection.
I find myself sitting at an angle and admiring his physique as he drives. I watch the muscles in his legs flex as he pushes the clutch in and I watch the bulge in his pants as he goes through the gears. Seeing his large hand on the shifter makes me think dirty thoughts of the fantastic hand job he gave me. Such a strong grip in a soft but calloused hand. I hand him my sunglasses to see if he could look any hotter than he already was. He waves me off long enough to reach into his shirt pocket and pulls out his own. I don’t know much about sunglasses, but it’s clear they aren’t drug store specials. Well, I have my answer… he definitely looks even hotter with his silver rimmed glasses against his nicely tanned face. I can’t take much more of this and just need to touch him. Before I can get my hands on him, he places his large hand on my left thigh and squeezes. I get a jolt of excitement all the way up my chest. He’s a damned good driver and I’m curious where he learned his skill from. Distracted, I do my best to direct him to my condo that is less than ten miles from the bus station. Assisting with the door opener, I secretly can’t wait to get this stud alone and naked in my bed. I’ve already jacked off a dozen times to the fantasy of it… and soon it will be a reality.
Before the door closes behind us, Binny cups the back of head into his hand and pulls me toward him for a kiss. His mouth feels cool and sweet from the mint he must have had and I feel his tongue search my mouth for its tongue. I give it up quickly because I want so much so fast from him. We kiss deeply and grab and fondle each others’ necks, chests and he rubs my nipples and makes me squirm. After a few minutes of contorting myself over the console, I break our embrace long enough to whisper…Let’s go inside and get comfortable. He nods with his mouth still slightly open and he breaks into a smile. His eyes seem to sparkle as I stare into them. I get a quick flashback of him making love to me face to face and I get an achy feeling in my crotch. Binny exits the car slowly like he’s saying good bye to an old friend. He seems to caress the leather-wrapped steering wheel as he gets out and looks longingly at the interior. As we meet at the back of the car, I ask him…Would you like to go driving again later? I know a cool place with a track where you can really open it up. “Oh, yes! Could we? That would be great!” I love Binny’s enthusiasm. And I can’t help but to notice that he has less of that hillbilly accent that I recall.
Despite his objection, I had carried one of his two suitcases in. It was heavy and I was relived to drop it just inside the kitchen door. Binny opens his eyes wide at the contemporary decor and open lay out of my condo. I’m proud of it and it truly reflects the person I am. I offer him something to drink and tell him I’ve made some fresh lemonade. As soon as the words leave my mouth, we both look at each with a flash of recollection. “Seems to me, lemonade was how we got started in all this.”, Binny says with a dry tone. Well, then, I say. We’ll just have to have some more and see what happens. I get us both a glass of lemonade, we toast, and sip. Binny puts his glass down quickly and leans over and kisses me. He always seems to make the first move and I love that about him. It tells me how much he really wants me. Wrapping my arms around him, I take great pleasure in feeling his muscular body through that hot silky shirt. His warm body heats up the fabric and I bury my face in his chest. He has a cleaner but manly scent to him that makes me tingle. His kissing of my lips, face, neck and ears really gets me hard. This boy can take me from zero to sixty in and out of the car!
We attack each other like starving men; kissing each other hard, then soft… teasing each other. I want rip his shirt off but find the practical side of me wins out; not wanting to destroy his expensive threads. I give him a push back against the counter and I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly. As the buttons are undone, they expose his hard and slightly fuzzy chest; a prize worth waiting for. I’ve been here before and I can’t wait to get my mouth on his erect nipples. By the third button, I can’t maintain the pace of the slow seduction, and I quicken my pace and pull his shirt tail out with a yank. I roll the shirt over his beefy shoulders as I kiss my way in a frenzy over his chest and down onto his nipples. They feel hard like fresh peas and I roll them across my tongue, then encircling them over and over to get them as hard and full as physically possible. Stroking his shoulders, back and sides, I realize that Binny is struggling to undo the buttons on his sleeves. Instead of helping him, I give the shirt a hard pull as I kiss down his body and kneel in front of him. Holding the shirt taught in one hand, I have him handcuffed in his own shirt. I find myself at belt level and decide to treat myself to his navel. I kiss all around it and then tongue it gently. I love tonguing a guy’s navel… especially if he’s very fit.
Using my free hand, I quickly unbuckle Binny’s belt and pants. Pushing my face into his crotch, I can feel his turgid member trying to escape. I unzip his jeans and they slide down with a gentle tug. Binny has on a pair of white spandex 2xist trunk briefs. The fabric is tight and it shows every detail of his cock. I can make out the exact shape of the head and the thick ridge of his shaft. I immediately put my mouth over the shaft and nibble up and down. Binny is struggling to get his arms free and I loosen my grip. Putting my hands on each side of his waist, I caress him a bit before sliding my hands down the back of his briefs. There’s no ceremony here, I just need to free his cock as quickly as possible. Pushing his briefs down his muscular legs, I get them only to his knees before I swallow his cock whole. I’m on it and working it without any foreplay. I go down him and force him deep down my throat. I almost choke as a result of my gluttony. By now, Binny has freed himself and puts both hands on my head. He doesn’t push, but just the weight of his hands slows my pace. Binny takes one hand and trails it up his body. He rubs his own stomach and chest, and then pinches each of his nipples. I am in heaven and can’t wait for him to deliver that creamy load to me. I love the taste of his cum and know it will be mine soon.
Binny looks down on me and puts both hands under my face and pulls up gently. “Don’t make me cum yet, baby.” he whispers. He brings me up off my knees and we kiss; his stiff prick poking at my stomach. We work together on getting my clothes off as we kiss. I’m naked in no time at all and savor the flesh to flesh contact with him. We rub our bodies together as we grab at each others ass. I feel him spread my cheeks and rub my hole with a wet finger. Binny is clearly not satisfied with that and flips me around. I end up leaning on the counter as he makes his way around to my ass. Pushing most of my body up onto the counter, he jams his wet tongue into my ass. It feels so awesome to have him dig deep into me to satisfy my want. I feel him getting me wetter and wetter with his spit dripping down the back of my balls. I moan from the shear pleasure of it and beg him not to stop. Binny kisses and lightly sucks at my skin from my ass and up my back. He kisses my neck and whispers how much he wants to make love to me. I feel that melting sensation and turn to deliver my own sensual kisses to his face and lips. I nibble his brow and nose, and then kiss my way down to his mouth. Both of us are breathing more deeply and I know it’s the hornyness in both of us bubbling up like a spring. Pushing me into the seat, Binny forces himself between my legs. I wrap my legs around his waist as his hard penis pokes at nut sack. He pulls back in order to line up his cock head with my well lubed hole. As he kisses me, I can feel it pushing a little deeper into me, a little at a time. Each time he presses into me, he retreats a little but leaves the head at the door.
I feel Binny’s hands slide under my ass and he lifts me off the chair. I wrap my knees loosely around him as he carries me toward the living room. My expectations change as he leans me against the wall. In a slow and careful move, he enters me from beneath. I open easily for him since I am dripping wet from his spit. I exhale as he penetrates me with his manhood, half an inch at a time. God, he feels so good inside me! Sliding down on his cock, I remember when getting my ass filled hurt so much. Now it’s a heavenly feeling… especially with Binny. I’ve never experienced this face to face position before. I feel almost weightless as he fucks me slowly with incredible passion. In this position, the “getting pounded” sensation is replaced by slow motion roller coaster like ride; with each thrust, I slide back down with a little knot in my stomach. I lock my ankles loosely behind him and close my eyes to fully enjoy the ride. Binny continues to kiss me during our lovemaking and I lose myself in all the stimulation. He kisses my neck and chest and flicks my nipples with his tongue. It’s like a frontal massage. I lightly grip Binny’s thick shoulders and trace the muscles from his neck to his shoulders and down into his arms. I lean into him as he sucks my neck and I dig my fingers into his back. I wouldn’t dream of ever marking his beautiful skin and I’m glad I trimmed my nails earlier. I’m not usually very verbal when I’m getting my ass fucked, but he seems to be squeezing the words out of me. I whisper, ‘fuck me, Binny…that feels so good…I need you to cum in my ass…shoot your load deep into me…” With each comment I spit into his ear, Binny seems a little more enthusiastic. I feel his hands grip my waist and he begins to slam me down onto his cock while he thrusts even harder into me. The surprise of this gets me really horny and I can feel the head of his cock bashing my prostate. The stimulation gives me a throbbing hard on and I reach down between us to stroke myself a bit. Oh, fuck!, I blurt out as he pounds away. I hear him breathing harder and harder. “I’m gonna cum, Bimal… I can’t hold it!” Hearing his words combined with the stimulation I was feeling brought me right to the brink. “Oh, fuck! Bimal! I’m gonna blow!” he says loudly. Oh, yes… fuck my ass, Binny. Cum inside me! I reply. And in seconds I feel him slam me down really hard onto his cock while he shoots deep inside me. I can feel his rhythm change a bit. I feel him rub hard against my love nut and I shoot my load involuntarily. I cum hard and spray my jizz between us. Most of it lands on his chest. This is the second time I’ve cum in unison with Binny and it’s amazing.
Binny is panting hard as he lays his head on my shoulder. “Oh, god, Bimal… that was one of the best orgasms of my life. I think I need to sit down.” he says with a little giggle at the end. I forgot that the he’s been holding up my entire weight throughout this entire fuck session. He carries me over to breakfast bar stool and gently set me down. I pull him toward me briefly for another kiss which he gives up easily. Just a short kiss and I feel him pull out of me. A gush of sperm comes out of me and splatters onto his leg and the floor. Holy shit, Binny. What a huge load! How long have you been saving it? “Just since this morning. You just get me hot, man.” So, was it really the best orgasm of your life? “yes, it’s up there. Definitely in the top three.”, he says with a boyish smile. What a mess! Who’s going to clean this up? I say with a mocking tone. With that, Binny kneels down, lifts up my legs and licks the dripping tongue from my hole. I was just kidding! But damn… that feels really good. C’mon hot stuff… let’s go take a shower.
To be continued ……
