Indian Gay sex story – A kind lover

Indian Gay sex story

Things were getting from bad to worse. Arumugam was completely dominating every aspect of my life. In the beginning it was fun but after the initial excitement subsided, it was hell. You would have read about my sudden realization that I was no more a boy but was gradually changing to become a girl, in the story ‘Boy With Confused Sexuality Seduced by a Man Servant’ At first he was very loving and caring, or at least appeared to be so. But, he always insisted on satisfying his needs. Every morning before I left for school, I had to suck his cock and he insisted that I swallow his cum. It was tolerable at nights but not first thing in the morning it didn’t agree with my stomach and I felt sick for hours after wards.
When I come back home from school, I have to change into my girls attire with the bra, panties and the dress. We sit on the lounge watching TV while he kisses me and plays with my boobs. He was always rough with the squeezing and sucking and I end up with bite marks all over the boob’s area. I had to beg him to let me go and do my home work. Lucky if I could get a couple of hours of work done. He would come and stand behind me and keeps squeezing my boobs while I am trying to concentrate in my studies. After eating, again I manage to get an hour of studies before he drags me out to bed. There will be more kissing and sucking the boobs and the grand finale is when he fucks me in my ass. I have to be in the knee elbow position for him to come behind me and fuck me hard. It always hurts. The enjoyment I would have experienced in the early days was not there anymore and I invariable end up bleeding. This was the daily routine. I didn’t know how to get out of the mess I have got myself into. He had this strange hold on me.

I was afraid of him to be honest. It got worse during the week ends. When he mentioned it the first time I thought it was some kind of a role playing. On a Saturday morning Arumugam told me that I had to be his wife all through the week end. That meant, to start with, I had to wear the girls clothes. I didn’t mind it at first as it gave me a nice feeling wearing the bra and panties and the saree. I was wondering why he insisted on the saree being a cotton one until I realized the reason later. The he told me that I have to do what a wife does that means house work! That was a real reversal of role he was supposed to me my servant and here I was playing the role of the wife for him! It started with washing the linen.
I have never done any washing in my life, but I managed it. The he asked me to prepare some breakfast. Reluctantly I went along with it, He stood next to me and gave me instructions how to do it. If I made any mistake he scolded me. I sort of laughed it off at first, but he was quite stern. “If you make any mistakes again, I will punish you” he said, and in fact when I did some silly mistake he slapped me on my face. I looked at him and said, “You can’t do that to me. I am supposed to be your master and you are my servant”. I received another slap which was even harder than before. “Don’t talk back to me like that. You are my wife and you do what I tell you.” I started to cry. It hurt me. But more so I was angry and at the same time afraid.
I decided to keep quiet and do what I was told. He didn’t even try to console me and let me finish crying. He waited until I composed myself and asked me to serve his food for him. He went and sat on the table and I had to serve him his like a wife does. It was sort of funny in one way, but it was also humiliating. After he finished eating, I ate by myself and did all the cleaning. Then he made me sit next to him in the sofa, undid my blouse and bra and the usual kissing, fondling and sucking went on for some time. Same thing all over again in the afternoon and the dinner time when I complained that it was hot in the kitchen, he asked me to take off the saree and I had to stand in my bra and panties and do the cooking.
Most of the time, when he was not criticizing my cooking, he was standing behind me squeezing my boobs. By the end of the day my boobs were sore to even touch. When it was time for going to bed, I was shocked when he said that I had to sleep in his room, which was a small room next to the kitchen. He had a single bed in which he usually slept. He told me that as the wife I had sleep on the floor next to his bed on the mat! I was speechless. I tried to say something but the look on his face made me change my mind. I have never slept on a mat or on the floor before, it was hard and very uncomfortable. He was talking while we were lying down. He told me that I did well as a wife, being the first day and will do better with experience.
All I could think was how I was going to get out this mess once and for all. I was dead tired because of all the hard work I have been doing during the day. As I was about to doze off to sleep he woke me up and demanded that give him a head job. I was furious. I was half a mind to bite off his cock. I managed to suppress my anger and standing on my knees next the bed and sucked him off. I quickly swallowed the cum and wanted to go back to sleep But he was not finished with me. After some time, he wanted me to climb over him with my boobs hanging from above and wanted to suck on them. Bastard I cursed him under breath and got on top of him. He sucked one boob while squeezing the other one and thankfully he went off to sleep while he was sucking.
I quietly climbed off the bed and went to sleep. Next day, Sunday, same thing happened all over again. Come Monday morning, I was ready to either kill him or kill myself. There was no school on that day but I didn’t tell Arumugam that and got dressed as usual. The mandatory cock sucking I had to do it was going to be the last time, I promised myself. I walked up the street I had a class mate Rajan who lived a few blocks away. He was a very friendly person and we occasionally do combined work. For some reason or other, I went up to his house. He was surprised to see me, but was glad to welcome me inside. Rajan is quite a handsome boy, small made but fair in complexion. I had sort of a crush on him for some time.
He was very friendly towards me as I was new to the school. I came to know later on that his father was a well known trade union leader of notoriety. His father’s ‘thugs’, as I was told, had the city under their control. Looking at Rajan, one would never guess that he could be like his father. He asked me why I looked sad. He could see that I was not happy. Without telling all the details and about my sexuality, I told him that the servant who was looking after he was abusing me. He became quite angry. He told me he has noticed finger marks on my face and was wondering about them. He asked me point blankly, what I wanted to do about it. I was so angry about the whole thing, I told him that I wanted Arumugam to be punished and packed and sent home. I was surprised at the manner he reacted. He said,
“Trust me; consider it done!”
He made a quick phone call. He got the address where we lived. He told me that his father’s ‘minder’ will fix it straight away, I was worried what the implications were going to be, but he reassured me it will be okay. We sat down and decided that we should do some class work as it was in fact the break before the half yearly exams. I found it really hard to concentrate, but eventually we got down to do some work,

Suddenly he asked me, “Hey Devan, I meant to ask you; you smell quite different, more like a girl than a boy”. I was shocked at his remark. I blushed. He looked at me inquisitively. He went on, “Sometimes you even behave like a girl. Hope you don’t mind me saying it.” I stuttered. “I have to tell you the truth. I am sort of a half girl and half boy.” He was speechless. “What do you mean?” he asked. I slowly told him the changes which were happening to my body and the circumstances which lead to the abuse by Arumugam. He was spell bound.
“I can’t believe it, but it does explain lots of things I have noticed in you. You are quite gentle and even beautiful, if I may say so”
I blushed again. We were interrupted by the phone call he was expecting. He listened with a smile. When he finished the call he turned to me and said, “You worries are all over. Your man is already in the train station heading back home.” I could not help asking, “Did they have much problems?” He laughed and said, “Not at all. He has a few broken ribs and bruises on his face, nothing time couldn’t cure.” For a moment I had a slight pang of guilt but soon I consoled myself that it was nothing compared to what he has done to me. I hugged Rajan and thanked him. He held me for a little longer than I expected. Then he turned around and with a twinkle in his eyes and said, “Hope you will show me your things some time?” I blushed again. He immediately said, “I was only teasing you.” I replied, “I would love to do that, but not now. Probably later today” I noticed that he was quite happy about it. Suddenly, it dawned on me that I was in love with him, as a girl falling in love with a boy. It felt so strange but at the same time natural. There was a nice warm feeling all over my body as I was sitting with him and talking to him.
I was afraid what his response would be if he realized what was going through my mind. But to my surprise, he said something out of blues. “It may sound strange; I have this nice feeling about you which I find hard to explain.” I noticed that he was blushing too. We looked at each other. We hugged each other again and held in to each other for a long time. I was worried that it may lead to some thing further. I didn’t want it to happen just then. I excused myself and told him that I was going home and asked him to come to my place in about an hour, it was almost lunch time. He said that we could go out and have something to eat and probably also go for a movie. Yes! That will be fun. I quickly went home and changed myself into my girl’s attire. I wanted to look perfect for him and took great pains with my makeup. I looked myself in the mirror hundreds of times. My heart was beating fast in anticipation of his reaction when he saw me. When Rajan knocked in the door, I slowly open the door. When he saw me his jaw dropped. He looked at me, his eyes going up and down my body. “Is it you?” he whispered. With a smile I said ‘yes it is me. Hope you like me the way I look.” He was speechless for a minute or two. “You look gorgeous. Wow. You are more beautiful than any girl I have seen in my life.” I asked him to come in as I didn’t want to make a scene at the door step.
“Please call me Devini when I am in my girl’s dress”
He came inside the house and I close the door behind him. He was still staring at me. “Oh Devini, You are so beautiful. No wonder I was attracted to you even when you were in your boy’s clothes” I was taken aback by his confession.
“I have to make a confession” I said. “I have been in love with you for quite some time, but I didn’t realize it until this morning.”
“I am very confused, but I think I am also in love with you” he said before he took me in his arms. It was heavenly the way he held me and I feel so comfortable and protected. After the weeks of hell in living with Arumugam, for the first time I felt a great relief in my mind. The joy of being free from the clutches of the evil man and the thrill of being in the arms of someone who loves and cares for me was too much and I started to cry. He consoled me. “Devini, sweet heart, please don’t cry. Your night mares are all over. I will protect you from now onwards.” We kissed each other passionately. It was nothing like anything I have done with Arumugam; it was tender as well as passionate. Our tongues darted with each other and we sucked into each other mouth for a long time what appeared to be hours. When we emerged for a breath, Rajan said, “This is the first time I have ecer5 kissed a girl. Not that I have kissed a boy before! I never realized how magical it would be.” I was so pleased that he referred to me as a girl. I realized that the new me, Devini had finally arrived!