This was the time when my father just got transferred to Hyderabad from Jaipur. Maine apna 18th birthday bas manaya hi tha ke papa ke transfer ki khabar aa gayi. Kyunki hum last 5 years se Jaipur mein reh rahe the, yun dosto ko aise chhod ke jana mujhe accha nahi laga. But, what could be done anyway. Like any army boy, I was up to study in central school while living in Hyderabad Cantonment area.
On the third day in Hyderabad, meri mulaqat Mr. Kaushal se hui who used to teach us Physics. You could blame it on my hormones that was I quite attracted to him. Class ke baki ladke hated him because he was very strict. Magar baki ke ladke wo nahi dekh pa rahe the jo main dekh sakta tha – his damn good masculine aura and that masculine body that often used to pop out from his white shirt. His presence could fire any closeted gay’s soul up. I always used to stare at him during classes, and he often used to notice me staring at her. Well, without any more unimportant details, let’s jump into the story.
Ek din maine Mr. Kaushal se baat karne ke liye ek bahana socha. Mr. Kaushal classes finish ho jane ke bad apne cabin mein baitha karte the. But because he was known for his strict and taunting behavior, students were scared to see him after classes. Problem sirf yahi nahi thi – students were not allowed inside the staff rooms. To fir main unse kaise milta? Well, I stood outside his cabin and waved at him. Mr. Kausal thode surprise hue. He came out and asked me what I was there for. I told him that I had some doubts on Optics. Maybe he could take some time to clear it.
“Right now, I am busy, Abhishek. Maybe we could meet at the library after college?” unhone thoda sa irritate hote hue kaha. Mr. Kaushal ko irritate hote hue dekh kar mere mann hua ke unse na miloo, but I had the chance to meet him personally and privately in the library. Maine hami bhari aur staff room premise se bahar aa gaya.
Once college was done, I rushed to the library and waited for him to come. Kuchh der bad Mr. kaushal ka library mein aana hua. Aaj unko naye avtar mein dekh kar mein hauran ho gaya. My hormone went crazy. Mr, kaushal tight track suit mein the. “Wo, mujhe iske bad direct gym jana hai. Isiliye,” unhone kaha. Shayada wo meri curiosity bhaap gaye the.
Once he started explaining my doubt, I paid attention to his biceps that were practically coming out of his track-suit. I had an instant boner. Mr. Kaushal had me caught doing so. After some time, he was feeling uncomfortable and had moved more towards me. He whispered in my ears, saying that the table where we were sitting is quite noisy. So let’s move towards the 1st floor of the same library. We sat in a place where no one could notice us. Till, now I had no idea what he was up for.
Kuchh derr tak doubts clear karne ke bad he shocked me with his revelation – “See, Abhishek, you have some aura around you to which I am attracted to. I want to have a taste of your curvy ass.” I was shocked to hear this. Apparently, he had been noticing my ass for so many days, and he found it to be tempting.
Kuchh derr shocked baithe rehne ke bad, mein nervous hone laga. Yeh mera pehla sexual encounter ho sakta tha so you can image how nervous I was and how fast my heart was racing in that moment. He started rubbing my thighs. I liked the sensation of a man rubbing me. He reeked of sweat and let out a silent moan.
With few minutes, Mr. Kaushal become wild and caught my waist and pulled me towards him and starting smooching me. Without noticing, I was moaning so loud that very moment. Mr. Kaushal looked tensed at first, but later on, even he didn’t care. Little did I know, he was a pro at smooching! He removed my belt and started stroking my tiny cock vigorously. Thankfully us library mai koi rotating camera nahi tha, magar public space mein pakde jane ka darr hum dono ko satane laga. Even though floor pe koi nahi tha, still it was a library. So, we couldn’t proceed any further; we stopped there.
“Sorry! Mein apna hosh kho baitha tha. Yeh sab kabhi hua bhi tha ise bhool jao,” Mr. Kaushal said in regret and left, leaving me anxious. I left library with a heavy heart that day. I wish if I could tell him that I liked him too.
After a few days, on Teacher’s Day, everyone brought gifts for their favorite teachers. Main class ke finish hote hi Mr. Kaushal ke pass unko teacher’s day wish karne gaya. Wo mujhe pathway mein dikh gaye. Aisa lagta tha jaise ke wo mujhse nazarien nahi milana chahte the.
“Happy teacher’s day sir,” I wanted him to look at me desperately.
“Hi Abhishek. Tum mere liye gift nahi laayeg,” unhone nazar abhi bhi apne register pe atkayi hui thi.
“Sir, Main hi aaka gift hoon.”
Mere in 6 shabdo ne hum dono ke beech ki sari awkwardness ek second mein khatam ho gayi. Mr. Kaushal ne mujhko dekha aur 1 minute ke liye hum ek doosre ki aankho mein kho gaye. Aankho hi aankho mein maine unhein mujhe pyar karne ka consent de diya tha.
We reached the 3rd floor and locked the female staff washroom from inside. I was so quick at undressing him while he was figuring out to undress me. Within few seconds, we were naked. When I unzipped him, he was already hard and his 8 inches thick cock was already staring at me. I started stroking it. Main unko khush karne ke liye apni knees pe baitha. I licked his inner thighs, which had his manly sweat smell. In turn, he held my head tight and choked me on his cock.
He turned me around and started kissing and licking while I was releasing silent moans. He started massaging my thighs and biting them. After rimming me, he tried inserting a finger in my hole. It was tight, but he slowly accommodated 3 of his fingers, one by one. He fingered me for some time before he could stretch my hole. He managed to shove his complete dick inside me. At first I shouted in pain. To make me cool down, he took it out, and, then inserted it again. This time it was less painful as it put it there after applying his spit on my ass.
This “in and out game” went on for at least 30 minutes. Later, when I finally climaxed, I was so excited and ready for having another 4-5 session there itself. However, it wasn’t over yet. Mr. Kaushal wasn’t done yet. He was ploughing and shaking me vigorously.
After 10 more minutes, he finally let out his loud moans of pleasure and threw few spoons of cum on my face. I looked at him and his cum in curiosity. Kuchh der bad, he pulled out his handkerchief to clean my face. We stood together in the washroom, hugging each other covered in each other’s arms.
2 sal bad dad ka transfer se Agra ho gaya aur humein Hyderabad chhodna pada. All this while, main Mr. Kaushal ke touch mai raha. 10 sal guzar chuke hein magar Mr. Kaushal abhi bhi unmarried hein aur utra-fit hein. Kabhi maine unse poonchha nahi, but I think he is bisexual!