Indian Gay Erotica of Rough Fun at College Terrace
Indian Gay Erotica: This is one of my sexcapades from the college days. My BTech college in Nagpur was under construction. The campus was expanding. So was our building. Along with students on premises there were a lot of construction workers as well. This was my opportunity to ogle at them. During classes, I would reserve seat next to the window to have a glimpse of these worker’s tanned and toned bodies, carved by working under sun.
It was a Saturday. Already half of the college was gone by noon. The professors also didn’t take any interest in teaching the class. So we were just slacking through time. Suddenly outside the window there was a stomp of ladder, and a guy, maybe in his early twenties was climbing above our floor.
The proximity of the ladder was so close to the window that when he was climbing above, I could see his bulge wrapped in a brief through his half torn pants. Now even the minuscule interest I had in the class vanished. I kept sneaking and peeking out of the window to see this raw man and his ever so visible manhood.
At first when the dude’s eye caught me doing this, he gave me a puzzled look. Either he didn’t understand why I was staring at him or he didn’t like it. After my multiple glimpse he caught me staring into his bulge, and gave a smirk on his face. He finished his work, and while getting down of the ladder, he stopped near my window and hinted me to lean closer to the window.
He whispered, “Shaam ko 7:30 baje terrace pe mil.” And he left. I almost got goosebumps due to anxiety and excitement. I ran his words through my mind for the rest of the day, thinking why he meant to meet at terrace late? I couldn’t focus in the class. But out of curiosity and adventure I stayed.
The college was over by 5:30 pm. Everyone left, but I stayed. Thinking of what happened earlier and what might be coming next, I was trembling and feeling cold. To get some fresh air and warmth of setting sun I went to the terrace early around 6:30 pm. I opened the iron gate of the terrace, dropped my backpack in a corner.
I kept walking and thinking, suddenly around 6:50 I heard a voice, “Saala tharak to dekh, samay se pehele hi yaha aa gaya.” I turned around confused and saw the guy. I asked, “kya bole? Samjha nahi.” “Abey lavade, jabhi mere lund ko jis traha se taad raha tha, mein samajh gaya tu gandu hai.” he screamed. I tried to deny, but we both knew I was stammering and lying.
I tried to leave the place, but he slammed the gate, grabbing his bulge, he said- “Saala bhosdike, bhola mat ban, janta hoon tere jaiso ko. Mere lund me interest hai naa, dikhata hoon tujhe.” He unzipped himself, held my hair and pushed me down. Before I could get hold of situation, he rubbed his crotch on my face and shoved his half erect penis in my mouth.
His dick started growing in my mouth and I could feel it reaching my throat. He kept pushing my face between his thighs until I ran out of breath and gagged. I shivered out of lack of breath, so he pulled his dick out. The moment I breath in, he shoved it again, and started moving my head to and fro. He face fucked me for some time, then lifted me up by shoulder and took me close to the iron gate.
I was a bit resistive, which made him angry, “Bhosedchod, yahi chahiye that toh nakhare kyon kar raha hai.” He pulled a rope out of adjacent construction material, pushed me on the gate, and tied my hands with that rope to the iron bars. He unbuckled my jeans, pulled it down, and pulled my underwear to the knees.
My naked but was up in the air, felt totally exposed. He spit in my butt crack, and began rubbing his dick bare. After rubbing it couple of times, he said, “ Ab jo hoga, chillaiyo mat, nahi toh log ajayenge tera yeh haal dekne.” And he forced his dick straight in. I trembled, but tried not to scream.
The pain was excruciating. He pulled the dick out, spit on the hole and his penis again, and shoved it in. The pain was back but was receding with each stroke. After a couple of strokes, the pain subdued and I was enjoying the fuck. My dick was rock hard springing out between two bars. When he saw I was enjoying it, he increased the pace of fucking. He would go fast sometime, slow down, completely stop and resume the action. He knew how to edge me.
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He kept fucking me for twenty minutes, and before he cum, screamed “Jhadne wala hoon.” And he unloaded himself in me. I could feel the warm fluid hitting my colon. He stayed in for a minute and pulled his dick out. Untied me, and immediately I started stroking my penis. I came in no time, oozing huge load all over the floor.
We were exhausted. Still naked we sat on the floor, lit a cigarette and started smoking. He offered me, I said no. But I guess it was his inherent nature to be pushy. “Saale try to kar,”he said. And I took it. First puff was harsh and I coughed.
But after that it was okay. We heard someone’s foot steps so grabbed our pants bag and escaped to the water tank. After the site was clear we wore our pants and parted around 8 in the darkness of the evening.
