Baat July 2017 ki hai. Meri sister ka friend Mohit kisi kam se Agra aaya hua tha. Meri sister ke bolne par Mohit cancelled his hotel reservation and agreed to stay at our flat. Waise to mujhe meri sister ke kisi bhi friend ke aane jaane pe koi issue nahi tha, but her decision to ask Mohit to stay with us pissed me off.
“Kya Didi. At least bol dena tha mujhko. Mein kahi aur chala jata,” maine chidhte hue bola.
“Arey kya drama kar raha hai,” My sister was bit annoyed with my reaction.
” Tumko thode na apna room give up karna padega. Mujhe hi use apna room dene hoga aur sofa par sona padega wo bhi 2 din,” Maine bhi apna gussa justify kiya.
“Okay. I owe you a favor. Ab maine bol diya hai usko to meri naak mat katna uske samne please,” Didi ki baat lastly mujhe man-ni padi.
Khair Mohit ka aana hua. Braish ke din the to Mohit bhigte hue ghar mein dakhil hua. Humare 2BHK flat mein mein aur meri sisiter hi rehte the. Mein us waqt Dayalbagh University se B Com kar raha tha aur meri sister ek engineering college mein Assistant Professor ki haisiyat se employed thi.
Didi ke bolne par maine Mohit ko apna room dikhaya. He asked me if he could get a towel. Main towel lene jaise hi andar gaya to Mohit ja bheega hua nanga badan dekh kar hairan reh gaya. Ek dum lean, but athletic body. V shaped, just like Hritik Roshan. Uper se uski neck ke pass ka wo bada sa TIL. Uff!Maine apne aap ko samhala aur usko towel deke bahar aa gaya.
Agle din sister college ki classes finish karke student ka tour leke Himachal rawana hui. She texted me – “Listen. Mohit ka aaj last day hai. Aaj bas manage kar lena kisi tarah. And guess what, you have my room to sleep in tonight. Bas gandgi mat karna please. LOL”
Mre khushi se thikana na raha. Main besabri se Mohit ke aane ka intezar karne laga. Main kisi wajah se uske sath akele waqt bitane ko betaab ho raha tha. Mohit came and asked me about my sister. I told him what I had to. I then ordered food and some cold drinks that night. While I was waiting for delivery guy to arrive, Mohit was making me more desperate and vulnerable.
I sat on the couch while my cock was popping out from my jeans. Kal sham ki uski wo bheegi hui, geeli body mujhe baar baar yad jo aa rahi thi. Strangely, Mohit’s eyes were constantly moving up and down while talking to me. Mohit is a man with whom anybody would feel safe. He is extremely sober, helpful, and soft spoken. He has all the good qualities I would want to see in a man. But, still I wanted to see his mean side for some unexplainable reasons.
Since I was having a mixed feeling of guilt as well as lust, there was a ticklish feeling happening between my legs. I could notice Mohit wasn’t wearing any underwear inside his shorts. He was trying to put his hand on top to cover his ‘thing’ as it was growing inside. “Magar aise kya hai jo usko excite kar raha hai” – Maine apne aap se poonchha.
I told him to finish his cold drink. I went back to warm up the foods. As I was standing near the microwave, Mohit’s eyes were constantly scanning my body as if he was waiting to see more. I was smiling inside, and my mind started to have naughty ideas but I guess I too was scared.
After we finished the dinner, he went to his room (which was my room LOL). I took some extra pillows from my sister’s room and placed them on Mohit’s bed. While tucking in the bed sheets, I bent down to make the bed. My posture was exactly like a doggy style. Mohit was standing behind me, and I could feel he was watching my back. I got up from the bed slowly. Mohit was standing very close. I guess he was so amazed by my bubble butt, but he didn’t even notice that I was looking at him. I gave a naughty smile, and Mohit also smiled with a sorry face. I told him good night and left the room.
Before leaving his room, I, switched off the lights, and was about to go to my sister’s room. Then, I heard Mohit coughing. I forgot to give him a bottle of water in his room. I took a bottle out of the fridge and went to his room. The door was closed but not locked. I turned the doorknob slowly and opened the door and entered. I saw table lamp was still on. Aur jo maine dekha uski tammna shayad mere din mein kafi waqt se thi.
Mohit was lying naked. He removed his shorts, and his hand was on his cock. My God! He was masturbating with his eyes closed. For a fraction of a second, I almost had a heart attack out of excitement. He saw me and quickly pulled the bed sheet and covered himself. I said sorry and kept the bottle on bed-side table. As I was leaving the room, Mohit said, “Prem! One minute…can I say something?”
“Yes, Mohit,” I said with my throat getting chocked out of embarrassment. “I am sorry if I have disturbed you,” Mohit said, “I am feeling ashamed and guilty. Please don’t tell your sister about it.” I gathered some strength to look into his eyes. I smiled at him, sat on the bed, held his hand, and calmed him down. Magar yeh kya. Mohit meri taraf tezi se badha and he smooched me so hard that I almost passed out. “Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow!” I told him bluntly.
Phir kyat tha, we went on kissing each other for next 5 minutes. Maine nange badan ko chumna shuru kiya jaise ke maine kisi admni ki body pehli bar dekhi ho. Uski aesthetic body ko choomte chhomte main apne thikane pahuncha – his thick, wild C*ock. I put it in my mouth and pressed it so hard that he had to shout – “Fuck! You are good!”
Phir wahi hua jo hum sab adult movies mein dekhte hein. Mohit mere ass ki taraf badha aur apna dick mere hole pe ragda. Aaaaahhh.. ahhhh.. Let’s do it slowly first… and.. then increase the speed.” Maine Mohit ko samjhaya. This made him increase his speed which in turn brought me back to my senses, making those moans. He continued for 10 more minutes in missionary position. Now, Mohit was on the verge of cumming and to stop that we switched position.
He was penetrating me with full force and continued it for 20 more minutes. His dick was getting wet with pre-cum. Hence, though hard, his dic* was slipping out many times from my hole but he managed to re-enter and continue in many positions. Soon I had my orgasm and it made Mohit’s chest full wet with my juices. I was out of energy and tired and lied down on his chest while he kept digging my hole. A few minutes later, he came inside my ass.
Ghabara kar mein living room ki taraf bhaga. “Yeh maine kya kiya? Am I gay?,” Maine apne aap se poonchha. Mohit then came and sat next to me in sofa, fully tired. Now the TV was turned on, me and Mohit got busy watching the news. He came close to me and kissed me passionately – “Didn’t your sister tell me that I am gay.” His behavior till now started making loads of sense now.