04-06-2024, 02:05 PM
It was a sweltering hot summer afternoon in the small Indian village where Aslam and Vishal lived. The two men had been eyeing each other for weeks, and today they found themselves alone in a secluded hut on the outskirts of town.
Vishal was wearing a golden bikini blouse and a transparent black saree that left little to the imagination. Aslam couldn't help but stare at Vishal's firm, soft skin and the deep indentation of his navel that was visible through the sheer fabric.
"You look absolutely stunning, Vishal," Aslam said, his voice husky with desire.
Vishal smiled coyly and sauntered over to Aslam, his hips swaying seductively. "I'm glad you like what you see," he said, his voice dripping with sensuality.
Aslam reached out and traced his fingers along the edge of Vishal's blouse, teasing the sensitive skin beneath. Vishal shivered with pleasure and leaned into Aslam's touch.
"I want to taste every inch of you," Aslam said, his eyes burning with desire.
Vishal's breath hitched as Aslam leaned in and captured his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as Aslam's hands roamed over Vishal's body, caressing and teasing every inch of skin.
Aslam broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Vishal's neck, nibbling and licking as he went. Vishal moaned with pleasure and arched his back, giving Aslam better access to his neck.
Aslam continued his descent, lavishing attention on Vishal's nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Vishal begged for more, his hips thrusting forward as he sought friction against Aslam's thigh.
"Please, Aslam," Vishal panted. "I need you inside me."
Aslam growled and stood up, quickly divesting himself of his clothes. Vishal's eyes widened as he took in Aslam's muscular physique and thick, hard cock.
"Fuck, you're huge," Vishal said, his voice trembling with anticipation.
Aslam grinned and crawled back onto the bed, positioning himself between Vishal's legs. He leaned down and captured Vishal's lips in another deep kiss as he reached down and positioned himself at Vishal's entrance.
"Ready for me, sissy?" Aslam asked, his voice low and seductive.
Vishal nodded frantically, his hips thrusting upwards in a silent plea. Aslam slid inside Vishal, inch by inch, until he was fully seated.
"Oh, fuck," Vishal moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. "You feel so good, Aslam."
Aslam began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he pounded into Vishal. The hut was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, their moans and grunts mingling with the slap of skin on skin.
"Harder, Aslam," Vishal begged. "Fuck me harder."
Aslam obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and more brutal. Vishal cried out with each thrust, his body trembling with pleasure.
Suddenly, Aslam pulled out and flipped Vishal over onto his hands and knees. He positioned himself behind Vishal and slid back inside, relishing the feeling of Vishal's tight heat surrounding him.
"Yes, Aslam," Vishal moaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy. "Fuck me like the sissy I am."
Aslam reached around and began to stroke Vishal's cock in time with his thrusts, causing Vishal to moan even louder.
"I'm close, Aslam," Vishal panted. "I'm gonna cum."
"Cum for me, sissy," Aslam growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic.
Vishal cried out as he came, his cock spurting rivers of cum onto the bed beneath him. Aslam followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him as he filled Vishal's ass with his seed.
They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
"That was amazing," Vishal said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Aslam grinned and leaned down to kiss Vishal's forehead. "I told you you were in for a treat."
-- The End --
Vishal was wearing a golden bikini blouse and a transparent black saree that left little to the imagination. Aslam couldn't help but stare at Vishal's firm, soft skin and the deep indentation of his navel that was visible through the sheer fabric.
"You look absolutely stunning, Vishal," Aslam said, his voice husky with desire.
Vishal smiled coyly and sauntered over to Aslam, his hips swaying seductively. "I'm glad you like what you see," he said, his voice dripping with sensuality.
Aslam reached out and traced his fingers along the edge of Vishal's blouse, teasing the sensitive skin beneath. Vishal shivered with pleasure and leaned into Aslam's touch.
"I want to taste every inch of you," Aslam said, his eyes burning with desire.
Vishal's breath hitched as Aslam leaned in and captured his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as Aslam's hands roamed over Vishal's body, caressing and teasing every inch of skin.
Aslam broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Vishal's neck, nibbling and licking as he went. Vishal moaned with pleasure and arched his back, giving Aslam better access to his neck.
Aslam continued his descent, lavishing attention on Vishal's nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Vishal begged for more, his hips thrusting forward as he sought friction against Aslam's thigh.
"Please, Aslam," Vishal panted. "I need you inside me."
Aslam growled and stood up, quickly divesting himself of his clothes. Vishal's eyes widened as he took in Aslam's muscular physique and thick, hard cock.
"Fuck, you're huge," Vishal said, his voice trembling with anticipation.
Aslam grinned and crawled back onto the bed, positioning himself between Vishal's legs. He leaned down and captured Vishal's lips in another deep kiss as he reached down and positioned himself at Vishal's entrance.
"Ready for me, sissy?" Aslam asked, his voice low and seductive.
Vishal nodded frantically, his hips thrusting upwards in a silent plea. Aslam slid inside Vishal, inch by inch, until he was fully seated.
"Oh, fuck," Vishal moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. "You feel so good, Aslam."
Aslam began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he pounded into Vishal. The hut was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, their moans and grunts mingling with the slap of skin on skin.
"Harder, Aslam," Vishal begged. "Fuck me harder."
Aslam obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and more brutal. Vishal cried out with each thrust, his body trembling with pleasure.
Suddenly, Aslam pulled out and flipped Vishal over onto his hands and knees. He positioned himself behind Vishal and slid back inside, relishing the feeling of Vishal's tight heat surrounding him.
"Yes, Aslam," Vishal moaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy. "Fuck me like the sissy I am."
Aslam reached around and began to stroke Vishal's cock in time with his thrusts, causing Vishal to moan even louder.
"I'm close, Aslam," Vishal panted. "I'm gonna cum."
"Cum for me, sissy," Aslam growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic.
Vishal cried out as he came, his cock spurting rivers of cum onto the bed beneath him. Aslam followed soon after, his own orgasm ripping through him as he filled Vishal's ass with his seed.
They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
"That was amazing," Vishal said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Aslam grinned and leaned down to kiss Vishal's forehead. "I told you you were in for a treat."
-- The End --
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