Hello readers, I’m a regular on this site but sharing my first real-life gay sex story from the bustling city of Delhi. This was an ordinary college day when I chose to skip the crowded bus and opted for an auto-rickshaw, where I met him – Fahim.
Fahim was undeniably cute with a naughty glint in his eyes. Our conversation sparked quickly, and I learned he was into gay sex. Intrigued, I exchanged numbers with him, waiting for the perfect moment to explore this new connection.
A few weeks later, Fahim called me, suggesting we meet for a threesome at his place, where he lived with his roommate, Nihad. He sent Nihad’s picture, and my heart skipped a beat – Nihad was a hunk with muscles that seemed sculpted by the gods. I was ready, my anticipation building as I waited for sunset.
Arriving at the location, Fahim greeted me, informing me that two more of his roomies, Rocky and Salim, were also there. Both were hot in their own right. Let me introduce us all: I’m 25, versatile, a bit on the bulky side with man-boobs and a rounded ass, blessed with a thick 6-inch cock. Fahim was shorter, sported a spiky beard, and had a lean, flat-stomached body with a slender 6-inch dick. Nihad, the hunk, had a bit of belly fat but strong, defined muscles with a 7-inch, 2-inch thick cock. Rocky, with his infectious smile, was tall, dark, handsome, and boasted a toned body with a 9-inch monster. Salim, the fiery one, had an extremely fair complexion, a bulky build, and an 8-inch cock.
Despite my initial hesitation – never having experienced even a threesome – I agreed to visit with the condition that I could leave if I felt uncomfortable. But as soon as I was inside, the atmosphere shifted. The lights went off, and there they were, presenting their dicks to me, an erotic display that both flattered and scared me.
I started by taking Fahim into my mouth first, his thin cock sliding easily down my throat, my tongue swirling around his tip. My hands were busy, one stroking Rocky’s massive length, the other fondling Salim’s hefty member. As I moved to Nihad, his thickness was a challenge, but I managed, my lips stretching around him, tasting his musk.
While I was focused on pleasuring Rocky with my mouth, savoring the saltiness and the sheer size of him, Nihad came from behind. Without warning, he pulled down my pants, exposing my ass to the cool air of the room before he thrust into me. The pain was immediate, sharp, and all-consuming, but my hands and mouth were occupied, leaving me no room to protest or escape. His thrusts were deep, each one pushing me further onto Rocky’s cock, my moans muffled by the flesh in my mouth.
Tears started to flow from the intensity, but slowly, the pain morphed into a numbing pleasure. Nihad’s rhythm was relentless, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me back onto him with each thrust. The room was filled with the sound of our bodies colliding, the scent of sweat mixing with the smoke from Nihad’s cigarette after he took a break to light one up.
By the time Nihad withdrew, I was panting, my body adjusting to the sensation. Rocky didn’t waste time, his turn now, his massive cock stretching me further, filling me completely. His strokes were long and deliberate, each one drawing out a mix of moans and whimpers from me. The room echoed with our collective sounds of pleasure, the “ahhhs” and “ummmms” creating an erotic soundtrack.
Rocky’s climax was explosive, his warm release flooding my insides, mixing with Nihad’s earlier contribution. But the night was far from over. Salim and Fahim approached, their cocks hard and ready. They positioned themselves, and to my surprise, they entered me simultaneously. The stretch was intense, but after Rocky, it was more manageable, the sensation of being filled to the brim overwhelming my senses.
Nihad, now back in the fray, presented his cock to my mouth, which I eagerly took, my tongue dancing around him. Meanwhile, Rocky, not yet sated, sat on my chest, his cock inches from my face, his hand working furiously until he added more to the mess on my chest and face.
We moved through numerous positions – me on my back, on all fours, sandwiched between two of them, each one exploring every inch of my body. The room was a blur of flesh, the air thick with the scent of sex. Every thrust, every touch, was a new wave of pleasure until, one by one, they released, covering me in their hot, sticky cum. My own orgasm was one for the record books, my release a testament to the intensity of the night.
Exhausted, we lay there, a tangle of limbs and cum. The post-coital cuddle was unexpectedly intimate, their bodies warm and comforting against mine, their seed drying on my skin.
Walking back was a challenge due to the intensity of the session, but Rocky, sweet as ever, not only took me home but stayed to cook for me. The night wasn’t over; we continued our escapade on the terrace, stairs, kitchen, and shower, each place adding a new layer to our already wild night.
I hope you enjoyed this detailed tale of my unexpected orgy. Let me know your thoughts.
