07-06-2022, 12:17 AM
Rajeev’s Bisexual Beginnings:
As a boy, Rajeev used to massage his fat mother daily from the age of 10 till the age of 14. As Rajeev’s father would be in town only for 3-4 days a month, his mother was obviously horny and lonely –as Rajeev realised much later – and was using massage to alleviate her horniness, as she was not the sort to sleep around or masturbate.
In the beginning, when Rajeev started giving leg, arm and back massages to his Mom, she’d be fully clothed in a Sari, petticoat, blouse, bra and panties. By the third or fourth session, she’d take off her Sari during the massage sessions, as it was getting stained with the massage oil. Within a few days, she started taking her blouse off, and would soon leave out her petticoat as well. Within a month, his Mom would even take her bra off to get her huge tits, chest and back massaged unobstructed by her pre-pubescent son, explaining that she had breast fed Rajeev for almost four years, so she didn’t mind being topless in front of her son. She’d only be wearing large cotton panties for her massage, and would even ask her son to put his hands inside the seat and get her sphere-like buttocks massaged. Rajeev says that as a boy he clearly remembers secretly seeing his mother bare-ass naked, shaved vulva and all. His father never knew any of this.
His mother suddenly stopped the massage sessions when Rajeev started getting hard-ons at the age of 14 and clumsily tried to make sexual advances on his mother. After that, horny Rajeev discovered that the smell, and then the taste of his own urine turned him on, and he was soon drinking and bathing in his own urine everyday while taking a shower, as he masturbated. This later bloomed into a full-fledged urine-love, of which I too have become a merry devotee!
Rajeev was introduced to homosexuality (mutual masturbation) at 14 by his same-age nephew Hemant, his cousin sister’s son. Hemant stayed next door, and was alone in the house for a few days due to some reason (it was arranged that he came to Rajeev’s house for food). One evening, both the boys were studying on a big desk in Hemant’s house, sitting side-by side on two armless chairs. Rajeev on the right was wearing a pyjama and Hemant was in rather tight half-pants. Gradually, Rajeev realised that Hemant was slowly sneaking his left hand onto his thigh, then into his pyjama crotch and was softly curling his fingers around his cock. Instinctively, Rajeev’s cock started growing, filling Hemant’s fingers. Excited Rajeev now sneaked his own hand onto Hemant’s smooth thigh, and slowly explored the contours of Hemant’s erection through his half-pants.
After a while of this ‘innocent’ adventure, Hemant slowly but surely tightened his grip on Rajeev’s cock. Now both boys knew the score, but were too diffident to move from the surreptitious to the open – throughout this episode, both boys avoided eye contact or speech. They just kept ‘reading’ the book in front of them with a dry throat and racing pulse.
With his left hand, Hemant now opened the waist-string of Rajeev’s pyjama bottoms, and put his hand inside the leg of his underwear, again grabbing Rajeev’s bare cock. Now Rajeev too got a bit bold and opened the buttons on Hemant’s fly one by one. Hemant even lifted his butt from the chair surreptitiously to let Rajeev get some room inside his knickers so he too could put his hand inside Hemant’s underwear. Both boys just held each other’s cocks, just squeezing from time to time.
Hemant now put his right hand into Rajeev’s open pyjamas from behind, and sneaked his fingers into his butt-cleft, slowly tickling him there and inching his way down. Rajeev too emulated Hemant and both boys had both hands exploring each other’s privates. Surprisingly, none of them ejaculated, and had to stop when Rajeev’s mom knocked on the door to call them to dinner.
Hemant again took the lead at the next opportunity, and they got to being naked from waist down while playing with each other the same way as the first time. The next day, Rajeev was looking for something in his wardrobe, when Hemant crowded into him from behind, pressing his erection into Rajeev’s butt cleavage. Rajeev enjoyed the feelings, and when they were alone that afternoon in Rajeev’s house, Rajeev quietly invited Hemant for a mutual masturbation session, but inexplicably, Hemant refused. After that, the two never got intimate, as no opportunity came their way again.
Rajeev, extremely horny from that first initiation, then tried to seduce one of his schoolmates Deepak, a fair-skinned hairless twink. Rajeev sweet-talked Deepak into sharing a study table in Deepak’s house, and tried the same caper of sneaking his hand into Deepak’s crotch and softly caressing his cock. Within minutes of that, Deepak too grabbed Rajeev’s cock straightaway, and suggested they go up on the terrace upstairs. Once there, Deepak asked Rajeev to drop his pants, followed suit, and crowded his bare erection into Rajeev’s naked butt-cleavage. Holding Rajeev’s cock, Deepak gave a few fuck moves and orgasmed. Next, Deepak proffered Rajeev his exquisite girlish ass, and guided him to try and fuck his ass. The impetuous boys tried sodomy without lubrication the first time, without success.
Next afternoon found both boys alone in Rajeev’s house, where Deepak again thigh-fucked Rajeev from behind and came, then guided Rajeev to lubricate his bare cock and Deepak’s virgin asshole with coconut oil. With his perfect butt-plug shape, Rajeev entered Deepak’s soft bowels to the hilt without any effort or pain, and the boys enjoyed a long leisurely sodomy session – the first of their many. Deepak enjoyed having his ass filled so much that from then on, he was visiting Rajeev’s house practically every afternoon – when they’d be alone for about three hours – and getting his ass sodomised. Their favourite was Deepak sitting on supine Rajeev’s cock, then lying back; and Rajeev sitting up with his cock still deep inside Deepak’s ass, and him masturbating Deepak’s big cock off. Their affair came to an end when Rajeev got into IIT, and moved to his hostel in Mumbai.
Rajeev had his first woman at 16. Once, when he returned from a cadet and trekking camp after a week without a bath, his real Bhabhi (sister-in-law, specifically elder brother’s wife) Manju (6 years older) was alone in the house, and horny – as Rajeev’s brother was working in a place 400 miles away – and she volunteered to scrub and bathe him. She took Rajeev into the bathroom and locked the door, then asked Rajeev to strip, generally bemoaning about how filthy he had gotten. Manju took off her Sari and gave Rajeev a thorough scrub.
When Manju was done scrubbing, naked Rajeev had a big hard-on – she hadn’t touched his cock so far, and had asked him to clean it himself. He quietly turned the shower on and Manju, still clad in a petticoat and blouse, got drenched, and pretended to be annoyed when Rajeev – turned on by the sight of her wet cleavage – asked to see her young, full breasts. She gave in before long, and opened her wet blouse and brassieres. Rajeev almost came when she saw Manju Bhabhi’s lovely boobs. She asked him to keep his cool, and invited him to suck her nipples. Now she got horny, asked Rajeev to strip her completely, put one foot up on a towel rail, and guided him kneel in front of her and lick her cunt. After a while, Manju instructed young Rajeev to get behind her, kiss and nuzzle her big spongy buttocks, spread her butt-cheeks and tongue her anus, and climaxed as she diddled her love-button from front.
Rajeev tells me that fair-skinned Manju Bhabhi had a soft 36D-28-44, 5’2”, 160 lbs. figure at that point in time, and had an absolutely splendid peaches-and-cream complexion and a big wobbly baby-soft derrière.
During their next bathroom encounter the next day, she taught him to shave her vulva. However, Manju never let Rajeev go beyond oral sex. On every occasion, Rajeev would masturbate and cum at the same time as her. And Rajeev never told her about his massage sessions with his mother, Manju’s mother-in-law. Rajeev’s sister-in-law Manju is still a very sexy ripened woman. Rajeev and Manju Bhabhi have no sexual relationship now.
When Rajeev moved to his college hostel in Mumbai in ‘69, he was attracted to a very pretty boy Gautam. Rajeev says it were young Gautam’s lovely lips and fair hairless complexion that first caught his eye. He was attracted to Gautam’s ‘feminine’ beauty, and looked for ways to seduce him.
The two boys would go daily for long late-night walks in that sprawling campus, basically to avoid hazing. Rajeev finally decided on a direct approach to seduce Gautam. During one of their walks, Rajeev gingerly told Gautam that he had very beautiful lips and he wanted to kiss him. To his delight, Gautam eagerly agreed and the two had a date!
That night at midnight, Gautam quietly came to Rajeev’s dimly lit room, and the two sat next to each other on the bed and smooched as if there was no tomorrow! Their maiden kiss went on for an hour, and by the time their fervent kissing ended, the boys were intensely in love for life.
Next night, they kissed more and furtively explored each other’s bodies, as they read some cheap pornography together. Before long, they narrated their own past gay adventures, and both confessed they were so glad they discovered each other’s homosexuality within a month of starting their 7-year long hostel sojourn. Gautam had studied in a public school in Pune (a big city near Mumbai), where homosexuality was rampant in the dormitories and open shower-stalls, and good-looking Gautam had been a hot favourite among the adolescent boys, getting kisses, bottom-pinches and strokes in the common shower stalls, in the dorm beds and behind bushes.
Before their second night together was over, the two gay boys were naked with each other in bed, excitedly embracing and kissing as their steely adolescent erections rubbed against each other. The very next afternoon, Rajeev sucked Gautam’s cock and drank his cum – a first for both boys.
They soon went beyond mere smooching, and from then on, the two boys would sneak into each other’s rooms at every opportunity, quietly lock the door from inside and have hot, leisurely sex – at times more than once a day.
On a weekend when the hostel was quite deserted, Rajeev – who had had his first taste of hetero sex in a bathroom with his sister-in-law – suggested to Gautam that they sneak into the hostel bathroom one after the other. Soon they were in together, and enjoyed the first of their thousands of erotic baths together.
Right after they had had taken their second shower together and rinsed the soap off, Gautam said he needed to take a leak, and impulsively, Rajeev asked him to piss in his mouth. Again, to his delight, fascinated Gautam readily complied and Rajeev drank every drop! That was the first time Rajeev drank another person’s urine.
Next day was weekend, and everyone on their floor went away for the weekend. So the boys got unexpected privacy, and in the deserted washroom, Rajeev sprawled naked on the floor, invited Gautam to piss standing up directly into his mouth, and drank every drop. Gautam just loved that moment, and he still remembers it! From then on, urine-drinking became a part of their gay repertoire – with Rajeev doing most of the consuming.
The very next semester, the gay boys moved into adjacent rooms, and managed to remain in adjacent rooms throughout their remaining 6½-year-long hostel sojourn. The one-bed hostel rooms were constructed in pairs and divided by a 7-foot high partition. The boys could climb over it quite easily to get into each other’s rooms, and beds.
Very early, the boys got into the habit of prolonging their lovemaking and delaying their ejaculations as much as they could – even by a couple of hours. Even today, Rajeev and Gautam can go on with heavy foreplay for long hours.
Rajeev and Gautam remained ‘faithful’ to each other throughout their seven years of hostel life – doing their Bachelor’s and Master’s together with enjoying hot sex every day. And just the way I did, they too avoided going home during vacations, joining some or the other vacation activity, and spending hours and hours together in bed, and in the bathroom.
Rajeev says that right from the beginning, Gautam and he were as emotionally close as a real husband-and-wife, and the sex between them was always leisurely and satisfying, and always very creative and erotic! Their favourite way to cum together was their own brand of thigh-fuck, and mutual deep-throating. Their thigh-fucking style was something unique – Gautam would tuck his semi-hard cock between his soft thighs, and cup his right palm over his cock, pressing it down as his fingers massaged his cock-head. Then Rajeev would lie on top of him and insert his cock in the lubricated fold between Gautam’s left leg and his cock shaft, and fucking it as one would copulate in a cunt, as Gautam masturbated by moving the fingers of his right hand over his glans, just as a woman would diddle her clitoris. I have seen them doing it: Gautam masturbates just the way I do – just like a female!
Rajeev and Gautam loved smooching and indulged in long, unhurried, lustful kisses. Often their ardent lips would be locked together for hours as they leisurely thigh-fucked and climaxed – often right after drinking each other’s hot pisses, enjoying their urine-flavoured French-kisses; each taking turns swabbing other’s pissy mouth with his tongue. Throughout their years together, Rajeev sort of played a gentleman ‘husband’ and Gautam a highly-sexed ‘wife’! Rajeev and Gautam were always very careful never to give even a slightest hint of their gay relationship in public. Also, Rajeev absolutely never imposed himself sexually on Gautam, except the very first time when he asked Gautam for a kiss. From then on, Gautam’s libido was ignited, and he always took the sexual initiative – not that Rajeev was complaining! The gay lovers soon settled in a cosy routine. Gautam and Rajeev also got into erotic massaging within their first ‘honeymoon’ month together.
Once, during their second semester, Gautam had returned to his room after a bath, with only a towel round his waist, and had bent over his table reading something, when Rajeev in his pyjamas stepped in, and was immediately turned on by the titillating sight of Gautam’s towel-clad full buttocks. Rather contrary to his gentlemanly character, Rajeev quietly latched the door and stepped behind Gautam, crowding his hardness into Gautam’s butt-cleavage.
Gautam was so delighted with this unexpected curtain raiser (literally so, just minutes later) from normally very correct Rajeev that he quickly pulled off his own towel, reached behind and undid the string of Rajeev’s pyjamas. Rajeev was not wearing anything underneath, so his bare cock met Gautam’s buttock-flesh; and sexual sparks flew between the two randy boys! Gautam invited Rajeev to enter him from behind, and Rajeev did just that. The boys enjoyed their first sodomy, but Gautam passed some blood next day, so the boys decided to keep off anal sex from then on.
Soon, Rajeev and Gautam started developing various incestuous fantasies together – sex with mothers, sisters, sister-in-laws, the boys marrying each other’s sisters (imaginary – Gautam didn’t have a sister) and swapping wives, them marrying two incestuous sisters…
On his own initiative, Gautam ventured into body shaving his pubes with razors and cross-dressing. Roaming the city’s markets along with Rajeev, Gautam started buying brassieres, panties, lipsticks, costume jewellery, etc. and built up a small collection, which he kept carefully locked.
After finishing their Bachelors and Masters’ courses in ‘76, Rajeev and Gautam got good jobs in Mumbai and shared a rented apartment for two years, where they continued their sex-life. With increased privacy and their fat salaries in hand, Gautam enhanced his secret feminine wardrobe and cosmetics cache, and cultivated his transvestism further. Fancy lingerie, nighties, stilettos, petticoats and Saris were added, and Gautam discovered the convenience and allure of hair-removing creams. With a comfortable lifestyle and good food, Gautam also put on a good amount of weight. His figure in the nude – waist, hips, buttocks, legs, arms, and especially his breasts – became extremely feminine. And since the boys couldn’t find proper falsies – they weren’t available in those days in India – creative Gautam invented his own technique. He’d dexterously arrange right-sized water-filled balloons into his D-cup brassieres as falsies – set properly with the right bra, they do produce spectacular heavy boobs – and his fair, hairless cleavage would look absolutely stunning, as Rajeev recollects.
Gautam used to reach home from work almost two hours before Rajeev. So he’d often get into elaborate feminine attire (often Saris) and transform into ‘Sheena’ (a feminine name he gave to his effeminised persona) to ‘welcome his husband home’! On many an evening, Gautam would wear make-up, sexy lingerie, those special falsies, feminine footwear, etc., and make out with Rajeev. On weekends, their well-planned gay love sessions would start at 6 pm and go on till next morning, ending in shared showers.
Once, Gautam had gone to his home town, and on the last day of his stay, he had discovered a bottle of ‘Anne-French’ depilating cream, and a used pair of fancy black lace panties and brassieres in Manju Bhabhi’s bathroom. He tried out the hair removing cream on his thighs and stole the lingerie – this was the sexiest lingerie he had come across till then. He was so thrilled with the feminine smoothness the cream produced, that he bought two bottles before boarding the train to Mumbai.
Gautam shaved his face and removed all his body hair in the toilet of the overnight train, and wore the bra and panties inside his bulky travelling clothes. This was the first time Gautam had removed all his body hair, and he was extremely thrilled with the smooth results.
So, the journey ended with lovers meeting – early on a Sunday morning, Gautam arrived at the flat he shared with Rajeev. They boys were meeting after a month, so they first smooched for a long time. Rajeev remembers he was in his pyjamas, without any underwear – he had taken to sleeping that way after he and Gautam moved into that apartment – and was sporting a rampant erection.
Gautam finally broke the kiss, motioned Rajeev to sit on the bed, and slowly undressed in front of him. He kept his long full-sleeved shirt for the last, but before he took that off, Rajeev suddenly saw that Gautam’s legs were absolutely hairless, and they were now looking utterly, adorably feminine! Gautam – Sheena – then opened his crumpled front-buttoned shirt, and revealed his fair, hairless, smooth body in black lace bra and panties, telling Rajeev he had stolen the lacy lingerie from Manju Bhabhi. Rajeev had once met Manju socially, and found her very sexy. Rajeev was extremely excited. He lay on the floor and asked Gautam to stand over him and piss through the panties directly into his mouth, as he caressed Gautam’s feminised legs and masturbated.
Another time, when Rajeev returned to their apartment, he found Gautam in a sexy large black bra with heavy falsies and heavily ruffle-pleated pink village-belle petticoat, tantalisingly bent over the kitchen sink, jutting out his plump petticoat-clad ass. Gautam winked at Rajeev over his shoulder from his heavily made-up eyes, blowing him a kiss from his lipsticked red lips. Otherwise so gentlemanlike, Rajeev got so excited that he immediately kneeled behind Gautam and lifted his ruffled petticoat, baring his large feminine ass. Rajeev worshipped, smooched, nuzzled and licked those alluring plump buttocks, and tongued Gautam’s hairless asshole. He then took off all his clothes right there in the kitchen, and started thigh-fucking Gautam from behind with his raging phallus. From the front, randy Gautam tucked his hard cock between his soft thighs right under Rajeev’s thrusting cock, thus trapping it between his crotch and his scrotum, and matched him thrust for thrust with his big soft hairless womanly ass. Anticipating this kind of fleshly sex, Gautam had already lubricated his crotch just before Rajeev arrived!
Rajeev says even today, that the spectacle of plump and depilated Gautam in that full-bosomed black bra and ruffled pink petticoat, bent over the kitchen sink in an obvious sexual come-on was one of the most erotic sights he had seen in real life till then. He adds that when he lifted Gautam’s petticoat, his dangling balls looked so raunchy between his smooth womanly thighs and wide creamy-smooth fat derrière, framed by the lewdly lifted ruffled pink petticoat – so very kinky!
A year later, fate intervened and Gautam met and fell in love with a dusky female college teacher Radha. They soon got married in ‘78 and Gautam moved out of Rajeev’s place. On Gautam’s request, Rajeev and Gautam completely stopped their gay affair when Gautam got married; as Gautam said he couldn’t manage ‘sailing in two boats’. However, on Gautam’s wedding eve, these two gay lovers did spend a wanton night of kinky sex together ‘for one last time’.
Despite that ‘separation’, Rajeev and Gautam have remained best friends, and have often worked together professionally too, but they are such gentlemen that they never again brought up the topic of their gay affair between them, until we stepped out as a bisexual swinging couple, and Rajeev invited Gautam, by then a lonely divorcee, into our bed. Gautam’s childless marriage with his nagging wife was never great, and they had got to the point of zero sex when they got divorced, a few months before he came to our bed. He had lost his parents soon after he graduated, and he does not have any siblings.
Sexually separated from Gautam, bachelor Rajeev took to visiting strip joints. In those days, there were quite a few in Mumbai. Now the law and the security officer have put a stop to them right across the country. Rajeev was also left with the whole of Gautam’s wardrobe, so he himself started indulging in cross-dressing. He then discovered India’s first adult contact magazine, ‘The Bombayite’, and started replying its ads, and giving ads for himself too, looking for mates. Over the next two years, Rajeev found several gay / bi men, a few drag queens, and a few women too, mostly freelancing prostitutes.
Rajeev was sleeping with his new mates either in his apartment or in various hotels, and invariably drinking everyone’s piss too! This was the time when he got to taste a woman’s urine. This kink of his was almost unique, and none of his blind dates – male as well as female – had ever pissed into anyone’s mouth. Though a few had read about Golden Showers, and some had heard of some kinky guys asking prostitutes to piss on their cocks, most had not even realised that pissing on someone or into someone’s mouth could be a form of sexual pleasure for them.
As a boy, Rajeev used to massage his fat mother daily from the age of 10 till the age of 14. As Rajeev’s father would be in town only for 3-4 days a month, his mother was obviously horny and lonely –as Rajeev realised much later – and was using massage to alleviate her horniness, as she was not the sort to sleep around or masturbate.
In the beginning, when Rajeev started giving leg, arm and back massages to his Mom, she’d be fully clothed in a Sari, petticoat, blouse, bra and panties. By the third or fourth session, she’d take off her Sari during the massage sessions, as it was getting stained with the massage oil. Within a few days, she started taking her blouse off, and would soon leave out her petticoat as well. Within a month, his Mom would even take her bra off to get her huge tits, chest and back massaged unobstructed by her pre-pubescent son, explaining that she had breast fed Rajeev for almost four years, so she didn’t mind being topless in front of her son. She’d only be wearing large cotton panties for her massage, and would even ask her son to put his hands inside the seat and get her sphere-like buttocks massaged. Rajeev says that as a boy he clearly remembers secretly seeing his mother bare-ass naked, shaved vulva and all. His father never knew any of this.
His mother suddenly stopped the massage sessions when Rajeev started getting hard-ons at the age of 14 and clumsily tried to make sexual advances on his mother. After that, horny Rajeev discovered that the smell, and then the taste of his own urine turned him on, and he was soon drinking and bathing in his own urine everyday while taking a shower, as he masturbated. This later bloomed into a full-fledged urine-love, of which I too have become a merry devotee!
Rajeev was introduced to homosexuality (mutual masturbation) at 14 by his same-age nephew Hemant, his cousin sister’s son. Hemant stayed next door, and was alone in the house for a few days due to some reason (it was arranged that he came to Rajeev’s house for food). One evening, both the boys were studying on a big desk in Hemant’s house, sitting side-by side on two armless chairs. Rajeev on the right was wearing a pyjama and Hemant was in rather tight half-pants. Gradually, Rajeev realised that Hemant was slowly sneaking his left hand onto his thigh, then into his pyjama crotch and was softly curling his fingers around his cock. Instinctively, Rajeev’s cock started growing, filling Hemant’s fingers. Excited Rajeev now sneaked his own hand onto Hemant’s smooth thigh, and slowly explored the contours of Hemant’s erection through his half-pants.
After a while of this ‘innocent’ adventure, Hemant slowly but surely tightened his grip on Rajeev’s cock. Now both boys knew the score, but were too diffident to move from the surreptitious to the open – throughout this episode, both boys avoided eye contact or speech. They just kept ‘reading’ the book in front of them with a dry throat and racing pulse.
With his left hand, Hemant now opened the waist-string of Rajeev’s pyjama bottoms, and put his hand inside the leg of his underwear, again grabbing Rajeev’s bare cock. Now Rajeev too got a bit bold and opened the buttons on Hemant’s fly one by one. Hemant even lifted his butt from the chair surreptitiously to let Rajeev get some room inside his knickers so he too could put his hand inside Hemant’s underwear. Both boys just held each other’s cocks, just squeezing from time to time.
Hemant now put his right hand into Rajeev’s open pyjamas from behind, and sneaked his fingers into his butt-cleft, slowly tickling him there and inching his way down. Rajeev too emulated Hemant and both boys had both hands exploring each other’s privates. Surprisingly, none of them ejaculated, and had to stop when Rajeev’s mom knocked on the door to call them to dinner.
Hemant again took the lead at the next opportunity, and they got to being naked from waist down while playing with each other the same way as the first time. The next day, Rajeev was looking for something in his wardrobe, when Hemant crowded into him from behind, pressing his erection into Rajeev’s butt cleavage. Rajeev enjoyed the feelings, and when they were alone that afternoon in Rajeev’s house, Rajeev quietly invited Hemant for a mutual masturbation session, but inexplicably, Hemant refused. After that, the two never got intimate, as no opportunity came their way again.
Rajeev, extremely horny from that first initiation, then tried to seduce one of his schoolmates Deepak, a fair-skinned hairless twink. Rajeev sweet-talked Deepak into sharing a study table in Deepak’s house, and tried the same caper of sneaking his hand into Deepak’s crotch and softly caressing his cock. Within minutes of that, Deepak too grabbed Rajeev’s cock straightaway, and suggested they go up on the terrace upstairs. Once there, Deepak asked Rajeev to drop his pants, followed suit, and crowded his bare erection into Rajeev’s naked butt-cleavage. Holding Rajeev’s cock, Deepak gave a few fuck moves and orgasmed. Next, Deepak proffered Rajeev his exquisite girlish ass, and guided him to try and fuck his ass. The impetuous boys tried sodomy without lubrication the first time, without success.
Next afternoon found both boys alone in Rajeev’s house, where Deepak again thigh-fucked Rajeev from behind and came, then guided Rajeev to lubricate his bare cock and Deepak’s virgin asshole with coconut oil. With his perfect butt-plug shape, Rajeev entered Deepak’s soft bowels to the hilt without any effort or pain, and the boys enjoyed a long leisurely sodomy session – the first of their many. Deepak enjoyed having his ass filled so much that from then on, he was visiting Rajeev’s house practically every afternoon – when they’d be alone for about three hours – and getting his ass sodomised. Their favourite was Deepak sitting on supine Rajeev’s cock, then lying back; and Rajeev sitting up with his cock still deep inside Deepak’s ass, and him masturbating Deepak’s big cock off. Their affair came to an end when Rajeev got into IIT, and moved to his hostel in Mumbai.
Rajeev had his first woman at 16. Once, when he returned from a cadet and trekking camp after a week without a bath, his real Bhabhi (sister-in-law, specifically elder brother’s wife) Manju (6 years older) was alone in the house, and horny – as Rajeev’s brother was working in a place 400 miles away – and she volunteered to scrub and bathe him. She took Rajeev into the bathroom and locked the door, then asked Rajeev to strip, generally bemoaning about how filthy he had gotten. Manju took off her Sari and gave Rajeev a thorough scrub.
When Manju was done scrubbing, naked Rajeev had a big hard-on – she hadn’t touched his cock so far, and had asked him to clean it himself. He quietly turned the shower on and Manju, still clad in a petticoat and blouse, got drenched, and pretended to be annoyed when Rajeev – turned on by the sight of her wet cleavage – asked to see her young, full breasts. She gave in before long, and opened her wet blouse and brassieres. Rajeev almost came when she saw Manju Bhabhi’s lovely boobs. She asked him to keep his cool, and invited him to suck her nipples. Now she got horny, asked Rajeev to strip her completely, put one foot up on a towel rail, and guided him kneel in front of her and lick her cunt. After a while, Manju instructed young Rajeev to get behind her, kiss and nuzzle her big spongy buttocks, spread her butt-cheeks and tongue her anus, and climaxed as she diddled her love-button from front.
Rajeev tells me that fair-skinned Manju Bhabhi had a soft 36D-28-44, 5’2”, 160 lbs. figure at that point in time, and had an absolutely splendid peaches-and-cream complexion and a big wobbly baby-soft derrière.
During their next bathroom encounter the next day, she taught him to shave her vulva. However, Manju never let Rajeev go beyond oral sex. On every occasion, Rajeev would masturbate and cum at the same time as her. And Rajeev never told her about his massage sessions with his mother, Manju’s mother-in-law. Rajeev’s sister-in-law Manju is still a very sexy ripened woman. Rajeev and Manju Bhabhi have no sexual relationship now.
When Rajeev moved to his college hostel in Mumbai in ‘69, he was attracted to a very pretty boy Gautam. Rajeev says it were young Gautam’s lovely lips and fair hairless complexion that first caught his eye. He was attracted to Gautam’s ‘feminine’ beauty, and looked for ways to seduce him.
The two boys would go daily for long late-night walks in that sprawling campus, basically to avoid hazing. Rajeev finally decided on a direct approach to seduce Gautam. During one of their walks, Rajeev gingerly told Gautam that he had very beautiful lips and he wanted to kiss him. To his delight, Gautam eagerly agreed and the two had a date!
That night at midnight, Gautam quietly came to Rajeev’s dimly lit room, and the two sat next to each other on the bed and smooched as if there was no tomorrow! Their maiden kiss went on for an hour, and by the time their fervent kissing ended, the boys were intensely in love for life.
Next night, they kissed more and furtively explored each other’s bodies, as they read some cheap pornography together. Before long, they narrated their own past gay adventures, and both confessed they were so glad they discovered each other’s homosexuality within a month of starting their 7-year long hostel sojourn. Gautam had studied in a public school in Pune (a big city near Mumbai), where homosexuality was rampant in the dormitories and open shower-stalls, and good-looking Gautam had been a hot favourite among the adolescent boys, getting kisses, bottom-pinches and strokes in the common shower stalls, in the dorm beds and behind bushes.
Before their second night together was over, the two gay boys were naked with each other in bed, excitedly embracing and kissing as their steely adolescent erections rubbed against each other. The very next afternoon, Rajeev sucked Gautam’s cock and drank his cum – a first for both boys.
They soon went beyond mere smooching, and from then on, the two boys would sneak into each other’s rooms at every opportunity, quietly lock the door from inside and have hot, leisurely sex – at times more than once a day.
On a weekend when the hostel was quite deserted, Rajeev – who had had his first taste of hetero sex in a bathroom with his sister-in-law – suggested to Gautam that they sneak into the hostel bathroom one after the other. Soon they were in together, and enjoyed the first of their thousands of erotic baths together.
Right after they had had taken their second shower together and rinsed the soap off, Gautam said he needed to take a leak, and impulsively, Rajeev asked him to piss in his mouth. Again, to his delight, fascinated Gautam readily complied and Rajeev drank every drop! That was the first time Rajeev drank another person’s urine.
Next day was weekend, and everyone on their floor went away for the weekend. So the boys got unexpected privacy, and in the deserted washroom, Rajeev sprawled naked on the floor, invited Gautam to piss standing up directly into his mouth, and drank every drop. Gautam just loved that moment, and he still remembers it! From then on, urine-drinking became a part of their gay repertoire – with Rajeev doing most of the consuming.
The very next semester, the gay boys moved into adjacent rooms, and managed to remain in adjacent rooms throughout their remaining 6½-year-long hostel sojourn. The one-bed hostel rooms were constructed in pairs and divided by a 7-foot high partition. The boys could climb over it quite easily to get into each other’s rooms, and beds.
Very early, the boys got into the habit of prolonging their lovemaking and delaying their ejaculations as much as they could – even by a couple of hours. Even today, Rajeev and Gautam can go on with heavy foreplay for long hours.
Rajeev and Gautam remained ‘faithful’ to each other throughout their seven years of hostel life – doing their Bachelor’s and Master’s together with enjoying hot sex every day. And just the way I did, they too avoided going home during vacations, joining some or the other vacation activity, and spending hours and hours together in bed, and in the bathroom.
Rajeev says that right from the beginning, Gautam and he were as emotionally close as a real husband-and-wife, and the sex between them was always leisurely and satisfying, and always very creative and erotic! Their favourite way to cum together was their own brand of thigh-fuck, and mutual deep-throating. Their thigh-fucking style was something unique – Gautam would tuck his semi-hard cock between his soft thighs, and cup his right palm over his cock, pressing it down as his fingers massaged his cock-head. Then Rajeev would lie on top of him and insert his cock in the lubricated fold between Gautam’s left leg and his cock shaft, and fucking it as one would copulate in a cunt, as Gautam masturbated by moving the fingers of his right hand over his glans, just as a woman would diddle her clitoris. I have seen them doing it: Gautam masturbates just the way I do – just like a female!
Rajeev and Gautam loved smooching and indulged in long, unhurried, lustful kisses. Often their ardent lips would be locked together for hours as they leisurely thigh-fucked and climaxed – often right after drinking each other’s hot pisses, enjoying their urine-flavoured French-kisses; each taking turns swabbing other’s pissy mouth with his tongue. Throughout their years together, Rajeev sort of played a gentleman ‘husband’ and Gautam a highly-sexed ‘wife’! Rajeev and Gautam were always very careful never to give even a slightest hint of their gay relationship in public. Also, Rajeev absolutely never imposed himself sexually on Gautam, except the very first time when he asked Gautam for a kiss. From then on, Gautam’s libido was ignited, and he always took the sexual initiative – not that Rajeev was complaining! The gay lovers soon settled in a cosy routine. Gautam and Rajeev also got into erotic massaging within their first ‘honeymoon’ month together.
Once, during their second semester, Gautam had returned to his room after a bath, with only a towel round his waist, and had bent over his table reading something, when Rajeev in his pyjamas stepped in, and was immediately turned on by the titillating sight of Gautam’s towel-clad full buttocks. Rather contrary to his gentlemanly character, Rajeev quietly latched the door and stepped behind Gautam, crowding his hardness into Gautam’s butt-cleavage.
Gautam was so delighted with this unexpected curtain raiser (literally so, just minutes later) from normally very correct Rajeev that he quickly pulled off his own towel, reached behind and undid the string of Rajeev’s pyjamas. Rajeev was not wearing anything underneath, so his bare cock met Gautam’s buttock-flesh; and sexual sparks flew between the two randy boys! Gautam invited Rajeev to enter him from behind, and Rajeev did just that. The boys enjoyed their first sodomy, but Gautam passed some blood next day, so the boys decided to keep off anal sex from then on.
Soon, Rajeev and Gautam started developing various incestuous fantasies together – sex with mothers, sisters, sister-in-laws, the boys marrying each other’s sisters (imaginary – Gautam didn’t have a sister) and swapping wives, them marrying two incestuous sisters…
On his own initiative, Gautam ventured into body shaving his pubes with razors and cross-dressing. Roaming the city’s markets along with Rajeev, Gautam started buying brassieres, panties, lipsticks, costume jewellery, etc. and built up a small collection, which he kept carefully locked.
After finishing their Bachelors and Masters’ courses in ‘76, Rajeev and Gautam got good jobs in Mumbai and shared a rented apartment for two years, where they continued their sex-life. With increased privacy and their fat salaries in hand, Gautam enhanced his secret feminine wardrobe and cosmetics cache, and cultivated his transvestism further. Fancy lingerie, nighties, stilettos, petticoats and Saris were added, and Gautam discovered the convenience and allure of hair-removing creams. With a comfortable lifestyle and good food, Gautam also put on a good amount of weight. His figure in the nude – waist, hips, buttocks, legs, arms, and especially his breasts – became extremely feminine. And since the boys couldn’t find proper falsies – they weren’t available in those days in India – creative Gautam invented his own technique. He’d dexterously arrange right-sized water-filled balloons into his D-cup brassieres as falsies – set properly with the right bra, they do produce spectacular heavy boobs – and his fair, hairless cleavage would look absolutely stunning, as Rajeev recollects.
Gautam used to reach home from work almost two hours before Rajeev. So he’d often get into elaborate feminine attire (often Saris) and transform into ‘Sheena’ (a feminine name he gave to his effeminised persona) to ‘welcome his husband home’! On many an evening, Gautam would wear make-up, sexy lingerie, those special falsies, feminine footwear, etc., and make out with Rajeev. On weekends, their well-planned gay love sessions would start at 6 pm and go on till next morning, ending in shared showers.
Once, Gautam had gone to his home town, and on the last day of his stay, he had discovered a bottle of ‘Anne-French’ depilating cream, and a used pair of fancy black lace panties and brassieres in Manju Bhabhi’s bathroom. He tried out the hair removing cream on his thighs and stole the lingerie – this was the sexiest lingerie he had come across till then. He was so thrilled with the feminine smoothness the cream produced, that he bought two bottles before boarding the train to Mumbai.
Gautam shaved his face and removed all his body hair in the toilet of the overnight train, and wore the bra and panties inside his bulky travelling clothes. This was the first time Gautam had removed all his body hair, and he was extremely thrilled with the smooth results.
So, the journey ended with lovers meeting – early on a Sunday morning, Gautam arrived at the flat he shared with Rajeev. They boys were meeting after a month, so they first smooched for a long time. Rajeev remembers he was in his pyjamas, without any underwear – he had taken to sleeping that way after he and Gautam moved into that apartment – and was sporting a rampant erection.
Gautam finally broke the kiss, motioned Rajeev to sit on the bed, and slowly undressed in front of him. He kept his long full-sleeved shirt for the last, but before he took that off, Rajeev suddenly saw that Gautam’s legs were absolutely hairless, and they were now looking utterly, adorably feminine! Gautam – Sheena – then opened his crumpled front-buttoned shirt, and revealed his fair, hairless, smooth body in black lace bra and panties, telling Rajeev he had stolen the lacy lingerie from Manju Bhabhi. Rajeev had once met Manju socially, and found her very sexy. Rajeev was extremely excited. He lay on the floor and asked Gautam to stand over him and piss through the panties directly into his mouth, as he caressed Gautam’s feminised legs and masturbated.
Another time, when Rajeev returned to their apartment, he found Gautam in a sexy large black bra with heavy falsies and heavily ruffle-pleated pink village-belle petticoat, tantalisingly bent over the kitchen sink, jutting out his plump petticoat-clad ass. Gautam winked at Rajeev over his shoulder from his heavily made-up eyes, blowing him a kiss from his lipsticked red lips. Otherwise so gentlemanlike, Rajeev got so excited that he immediately kneeled behind Gautam and lifted his ruffled petticoat, baring his large feminine ass. Rajeev worshipped, smooched, nuzzled and licked those alluring plump buttocks, and tongued Gautam’s hairless asshole. He then took off all his clothes right there in the kitchen, and started thigh-fucking Gautam from behind with his raging phallus. From the front, randy Gautam tucked his hard cock between his soft thighs right under Rajeev’s thrusting cock, thus trapping it between his crotch and his scrotum, and matched him thrust for thrust with his big soft hairless womanly ass. Anticipating this kind of fleshly sex, Gautam had already lubricated his crotch just before Rajeev arrived!
Rajeev says even today, that the spectacle of plump and depilated Gautam in that full-bosomed black bra and ruffled pink petticoat, bent over the kitchen sink in an obvious sexual come-on was one of the most erotic sights he had seen in real life till then. He adds that when he lifted Gautam’s petticoat, his dangling balls looked so raunchy between his smooth womanly thighs and wide creamy-smooth fat derrière, framed by the lewdly lifted ruffled pink petticoat – so very kinky!
A year later, fate intervened and Gautam met and fell in love with a dusky female college teacher Radha. They soon got married in ‘78 and Gautam moved out of Rajeev’s place. On Gautam’s request, Rajeev and Gautam completely stopped their gay affair when Gautam got married; as Gautam said he couldn’t manage ‘sailing in two boats’. However, on Gautam’s wedding eve, these two gay lovers did spend a wanton night of kinky sex together ‘for one last time’.
Despite that ‘separation’, Rajeev and Gautam have remained best friends, and have often worked together professionally too, but they are such gentlemen that they never again brought up the topic of their gay affair between them, until we stepped out as a bisexual swinging couple, and Rajeev invited Gautam, by then a lonely divorcee, into our bed. Gautam’s childless marriage with his nagging wife was never great, and they had got to the point of zero sex when they got divorced, a few months before he came to our bed. He had lost his parents soon after he graduated, and he does not have any siblings.
Sexually separated from Gautam, bachelor Rajeev took to visiting strip joints. In those days, there were quite a few in Mumbai. Now the law and the security officer have put a stop to them right across the country. Rajeev was also left with the whole of Gautam’s wardrobe, so he himself started indulging in cross-dressing. He then discovered India’s first adult contact magazine, ‘The Bombayite’, and started replying its ads, and giving ads for himself too, looking for mates. Over the next two years, Rajeev found several gay / bi men, a few drag queens, and a few women too, mostly freelancing prostitutes.
Rajeev was sleeping with his new mates either in his apartment or in various hotels, and invariably drinking everyone’s piss too! This was the time when he got to taste a woman’s urine. This kink of his was almost unique, and none of his blind dates – male as well as female – had ever pissed into anyone’s mouth. Though a few had read about Golden Showers, and some had heard of some kinky guys asking prostitutes to piss on their cocks, most had not even realised that pissing on someone or into someone’s mouth could be a form of sexual pleasure for them.
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