An Indian Boy I Knew

By: A.W. Chohan


Shashi Sahni was the name, Ahhhhhhhhh! Fucking the sound of his name makes me go hard even today. He was that nice a bottom boy with passion, attitude and swagger to feel pride and show dignity before, during and after getting fucked.

Where I got him is not relevant here but suffice to say; boys like him are around us and with a stroke of little luck they can be in our bed and then it is up to us, the users of such boys to keep them or dispose them onto someone else. Shashi was an ‘A’ grade stuff and a step ahead of the crowed of wanna be like Shashi. He would do the parties and that’s how he got introduced to me. We stayed in touch for casual sex for almost 4—5 months and then he and I both got plenty of each other and moved on to our next partners.

It was one rainy night when I had Shashi warming my bed and I fucked him almost the whole night and when we were not fucking or dozing off, he answered my question of telling me of his first ever episode losing his virginity and got his ass fucked. Hope you enjoy reading Shashi’s narration. Be safe, have fun and happy fucking to all. Please send your comments on this story. Thank you.
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I’d like to tell you about my first experience with another man, Shashi started with a mild sigh. Because of my weaker looking body and physique instead of my real age[21], I looked weak and about 18, if I was a girl I guess, people would call me petite. I’d had a few girlfriends that I’d been sexually active with, but I had always wondered what it would be like to suck a hard cock and get fucked. I kind of believed I was not gay but never could claim, admit or confess to be bisexual. In fact, when I watched porn and masturbated I would imagine myself to be in the bottom place, being fucked and covered in cum, I had a couple of household objects that I’d use as dildo’s and push them into my tight asshole. I’d always been told that I had a cute butt and I loved the dirty feeling of being on my hands and knees with my butt pushed into the air.

I was to attend a job interview some distance from my home and staying in a small hotel in the middle of nowhere for 1 night so I’d be fresh in the morning for the interview. After my evening meal, I sat in the small bar for a couple of drinks. I was completely alone except for the manager of the bar, Kamal. I’d guess Kamal was in his late 20’s or early 30’s, muscular, I suppose you’d say he looked fit and obviously took care of himself. We talked about sports; music etc and Kamal mixed me some cocktails. Wow, I don’t know what he put in that but my head was soon spinning; the bar was still empty so Kamal said he was going to lock up early. I was a little disappointed as I was enjoying the buzz going on. Kamal obviously noticed and asked if I fancied a nightcap at his place, a short walk down the road. I said sure and soon we were in Kamal’s living room with cocktails, talking and laughing.

I don’t know when, but at some stage I passed out, the next thing I remember is being carried, my head was spinning, I was laid down on a bed. I felt Kamal sit on the bed beside me. I didn’t know what to think, was Kamal just going to let me sleep it off here, or something else was on his mind? I decided to pretend to be asleep and find out.

A few minutes later Kamal reached over and unbuttoned my shirt; he managed to remove it and then unfastened my jeans. Kamal’s gentle touch on my crotch made my cock to stiffen. He pulled my jeans down and my underwear went with them, I wriggled a bit to give the impression of being disturbed in my sleep, but also allowed Kamal to get my jeans off without much trouble. Wow, was this really happening? Did I want it to continue? I had a choice to make, continue pretending to be asleep and see what happened, confront Kamal and leave or confront Kamal and stay. I decided on the easy option and continued pretending to be asleep.

There I was, naked, lying on another man’s bed whilst he probably played with himself. I was really scared, my heart was pounding and I felt so exposed and horny thinking something interesting was going to happen.

I felt Kamal lay beside me facing my back, his hand gently ran up my legs and caressed my butt, I heard him sigh, then his hand reached over to lightly touch my semi hard cock, his fingers traced up and down the shaft a couple of times, barely touching and my cock throbbed and stiffened more. Oh my God this was really going to happen. I was scared but exhilarated too.

His hand left my cock and a minute later was between my butt cheeks, his finger probed around my asshole and I felt something cold and wet on his fingers, lubricant! This guy was going to fuck my ass! I was finally going to get to know what it was like to be fucked! Kamal rubbed the lube around my opening and pushed the tip of his finger in; I let out a little moan and pushed my ass out toward him a bit. Kamal obviously took this to be the green light and buried his finger to the knuckle; I let out a sigh of pleasure. Kamal withdrew the finger so just the tip was still inserted then delved back in; he did this for a few minutes, my sighs turning to low moans. Kamal must know I was awake by now.

Another finger joined in and now he fucked my ass with 2 fingers. His hand reached around and took hold of my throbbing 7” dick; lightly played with it and massaged my balls.