Indian Gay sex story — Old memories

Indian Gay sex story — Old memories

My name is Vipin a very normal mallu guy who had lots of experiences right from childhood and still have some craving of great sexy, lean, dark, athletic guys with great dicks. I am trying to write down my experiences that I had all my thru my life. I always wanted to discuss these with someone, but with whom? So I thought this internet medium is good for me to pour out what I have experienced all the way. Before I proceed, let me warn you that this is not mere porn stuff, but vikaarams of a poor young guy who has gone thru tremendous experience and enjoyed most of them. Its unlike normal stories or CD’s where u pull the pant down, suck, fuck, cum over. I am also not sure whether you can read this and jack off. But if there are similar guys out there sharing the same feelings, please let me know your feedback through comments. I had this crush on a friend of mine – Reji (of coruse not real name). He had very sexy features, perfect 6 pack abs, athletic body and always appear to have a big bulge on his pants. I used to look and stare at his body when he wears thin dress and the bulge when he stands against me but made sure he never notice it. Because in our friendship circle gay relationship is the one that’s talked only to make fun of others. We used to play lots of cricket and I never miss a chance to see his body when he dives and his shirt goes up. When I go to his home, he some times come out with just lungi and no shirt.

That makes me drool and horny over him. I used to have a tough time controlling my my emotions and feelings. He was a very good friend and our families know each other. That makes it even more impossible to even show a slight interest on him. Some times we go on bike and if he drives I will sit very close to him almost hugging him. I will lay my hands on his lap and he didn’t have any issues with that either. But you know that we cannot take that as a positive approach as we friends are always like that holding hands and laying on each others lap and things like that. Then there was this studies going on. Engg College days… We started doing combined studies together. My intention is to spend some time with him and make use of any chance to see his body or bulge. Usually we study till midnight and then go to our own houses.

Then finally as the exams came close we have to extend the studies to a time more than midnight. Since it passes midnight our parents asked us to stay at the house rather than coming home late night. Like that on the first day that we decided to have extended study I went to his home for studies. We studied for long hours and then went out on bike to have thattukada and kattan kaappi. Inside my mind I am eagerly waiting of the moment we sleep together. Coz I know his room is on the upstairs and have only one bed there. Finally we finished studies and decided to sleep. I jumped to the bed and went to the further side. He switched off the light and slept next to me. I was anxiously waiting for a moment where I can hug him as if it was an accident during the sleep. After some time of twisting and turning I gathered courage to put my hands on top on his stomach. We slept for some time like that. Then again I slowly moved my hand downwards… and my hand got stuck at the edge of the lungi. I cannot move further unless I take my hand up and put it over his bulge. I wanted to do that, but my heart keeps beating heavily. Should I or Shouldn’t I.

Finally the lust part of my mind won the battle and I raised my hand and put it over his bulge. I had a great feeling. The bulge that I always longed to touch in within my palm. Its soft or semi-hard and is kept upwards. His kotta is warm and altogether its creating tremendous pleasure on me. My hand laid there for some time without knowing what to do next. I kind of twisted my body so that my hand can really feel it. And guess what? His dick started to become hard. It came to stand up and his lungi is now raised like a small tent.

My hand having a full grip on the thick rod like the handle of a cricket bat. I was surprised by his dick getting horny at the same time happy that he is enjoying and not removing my hand. As time pass by the dick started showing pumping movements and me helplessly holding it over his lungi. Now what? Can I jack him off? Remove his lungi and touch it? Sleep over him? Hug and kiss him? Unable to decide I retracted my hands back to his stomach. After all I did take the initiative so much and why cant he show some signs as to whether he is interested or not? If I am a naanam kunungi and does not dare to express my feelings, he is much more worse than me to express any positive intent. I know that from the long term friendship that I had with him all the way from childhood.

Now to my greatest surprise and most shocking revelation, he untied his lungi partially allowing his dick come out of it and breathe fresh air. I slowly slided my hand downwards again, but this time only to be hit by his adequately thick hair at the bottom of his dick. Wow… I yelled in my mind… that was a great feeling. I moved my hand over to touch his fully erect and hard dick. Slowly rolled my hand over to the tip. Its very hard, quite thick and have pulsating veins that spans alongside it making that an ultimate man weapon. I played with it quite a bit and then slowly removed the foreskin backwards to feel the most sensitive part of his dick. That fine, shiny, rose color head started to come out of his fore skin like a metal shaft sliding out of a silky cloth. I took all the foreskin down and started feeling his head and the tip with my fingers. I squeezed and touched the tip and spread the tips of the dick and felt the great pleasure of holding a thick uncut kunna in my hands. Then I started to jack off him. Initially slowly and then to a moderate pace. After some time his body started to be become stiff and legs stretched to the max and head moving to a side. He pumped a gush load of his white semen on top of my hand, his lungi and his sexy 6 pack stomach. I squeezed his dick to make sure the final drops also come out. After which I slowly removed my hand from him. My dick was too hard and the experience was too much to handle. I moved away from him and opened my zip took my dick and jack off.

I came in few minutes time with a truck load on my pants and underwear. There was nothing to wipe, I just used the tip of the bedsheet to clean and then went to sleep peacefully. Next day we woke and I left his home as if nothing happened. He too didn’t show any signs as to something has happened. We went on with life just like how we were before this incident. I know he is too shy a person to express his feelings (even if he have, I am not sure whether he ever had any feeling for a guy). More over he is not a typical gay guy who wants to have sex with another guy. Only thing is that he need to satisfy his dick and we young guys don’t have any option to have sex with girls anyway. And I am a good friend that he knows for long time and he likes my friendship. We did just like that for few times during that year and the next year when we met for combined studies. No suck, kiss on lips nor fucking. All the time it was I who did for him and we wake up the next day as if nothing happened. After the degree we went to different places in search of job. WE still keep in touch, but as great friends. Now I think what ever little happened was for good that we are still able to be good friends. I will be back with more later.