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Open to Your Partner/Wife on your Sexuality My all comments were reported and got deleted...reality is harsh and cruel... seems someone couldn't digest 😆

Grindr Dating is so Frustrating in India @Efree973 When someone asks u the question "U From", it means he wants to know where r u from. It may be they want to know which country u r from (by looking at ur profile pix or text). Otherwise too, ppl on GR wants to know the distance between you and them, to know if meeting in person is feasible or not (if not, why to waste time in doing casual chat). Some people are mainly into NSA and Quickies. In that case they prefer meeting ppl who are in the vicinity. Pl see if your GR profile has settings to show ur distance to others. I generally prefer to know how far the person is from me, besides know his likes and asl and pix.

Grindr Dating is so Frustrating in India I’m so damn tired of every guy typing “u from” What does that even mean?

Paid services Rajguptafvd Very well said

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Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories वैसे तो मैं एक नॉर्थ इंडियन हूं पर मेरी थिक घनी मूछों और डार्क पर स्मूथ स्किन टोन की वजह से बहुत से लोग मुझे साउथ इंडियन समझ लेते हैं! इसके अलावा मैं घूमता भी साउथ इंडिया में ही ज्यादा हूं, तो लोग और ज्यादा कन्फ्यूज हो जाते हैं! ऐसे ही एक बार मै त्रिचूर पूरम में "मजे करने" के लिए गया था और लौटने में मेरी फ्लाइट कोच्चि एयरपोर्ट से थी! 3 - 4 दिन मलयाली लोगों के बीच रह रह कर मैं भी मुंड (मलयाली स्टाइल धोती) पहनने में कंफर्टेबल फील करने लगा था! बांधने में आसान, अंदर से सब खुला खुला, टांगों को गर्मी लगे तो मुंड को फोल्ड कर लो, और "वहां" ज्यादा पसीना भी आ जाए तो कहीं भी एकांत में जाकर धीरे से अंडरवियर उतार कर बैग में रख लो, "सामान" टाइट हो जाए तो मुंड फोल्ड कर लो और फ्रंट में धोती के फोल्डेड पार्ट में इरेक्शन अपने आप छुप जाए, भीड़ भरी बस में यदि किसी को "पकड़वाना" हो तो वो भी आसानी से हो जाए, चलती बस में अंधेरे में यदि किसी को पैसेंजर को चुसवाना हो, तो भी आसानी... खैर, मुंड के फायदे बहुत बता दिए! मेन कहानी पर आते हैं, लौटते समय मैने मुंड ही पहनी हुई थी पर सोबर दिखने के लिए फुल डाउन कर रखी थी तो बिना अंडरवियर के मुंड पहनना रिस्की लगा इसलिए मैने मुंड के नीचे फ्रेंची स्टाइल अंडरवियर पहन रखी थी! पर 3 - 4 दिन के मेरे केरल ट्रिप में मैने समझ लिया था कि मुंड पहनते समय ज्यादातर मलयाली लोगों को पैसे रखने में दिक्कत होती है तो कुछ लोग मुंड के एक छोर में पैसे बांध लेते हैं और कुछ लोग जरूरत भर के पैसे सेफ रखने के लिए अंडरवियर में भी रख लेते हैं, यानि सीधे लन और आंड से सटा कर... बस मुझसे गलती ये हो गई कि मैने कुछ सिक्के भी वही रख लिए! सब सही चल रहा था! एयरपोर्ट एंट्री पर, बोर्डिंग पास काउंटर पर, सभी ऑफिशियल्स मेरे पहनावे को देख कर स्माइल दे रहे थे (क्योंकि मेरे ID से उन्हें पता चल रहा था कि मैं नॉर्थ इंडियन हूं पर मैने मुंड पहनी हुई थी) फिर सिक्योरिटी चेक की बारी आई! फोन घड़ी हेडफोन आदि तो मैने बैग में रख दिया था पर मुझे अंडरवियर में रखे कॉइन याद नहीं रहे! मेटल डिटेक्टर से गुजरा तो उसने बीप किया... सिक्योरिटी पर्सन ने मुझे देखा तो उसे भी नहीं लगा कि मेरे पास मेटल का कुछ है (सिर्फ हाथ में एक कड़ा था)! उसने हैंड हेल्ड मेटल डिटेक्टर से फिर से चेक किया तो मेरे पेट में पास फिर बीप हुआ.. उसने मुझे टीशर्ट उठाने को कहा! मैने मेरी चेस्ट और टमी से हेयर रिमूव कर रखे थे तो शर्म के मारे मैने टीशर्ट थोड़ी सी ही उठाई! उसने गुस्से में मेरी टीशर्ट ऊंची करके मुझे करीब करीब पेट से छाती तक नंगा कर दिया! मेरा बिना बालों वाला पेट और छाती देख कर उसने चेहरे पर गंदी वाली स्माइल आ गई! जब मेरे पेट पर मेटल का कुछ नहीं मिला तो उसने मेटल डिटेक्टर और नीचे किया और अब मेटल डिटेक्टर एक्ज़ैक्टली मेरे लन वाले एरिया के ऊपर बजा! और अबकी बार मुझे याद आ गया कि उन सिक्कों की वजह से मेटल डिटेक्टर इतनी देर से बीप कर रहा था! मैने धीरे से सिक्योरिटी पर्सन को कहा कि मैने गलती से कुछ सिक्के और नोट अंडरवियर में रख लिए थे! पर पता नहीं क्यों, उसे मेरी बात हजम नहीं हुई... और उसने मुझसे पूछा "चेक कर लूं?" उसने मुश्किल से 2 - 3 सेकंड का वेट किया और बिना मेरी हां ना के उसने मुंड के ऊपर से मेरी टांगों के बीच हाथ फिराना शुरू कर दिया! उस समय बहुत ट्रैवलर्स नहीं थे दूसरी रोज में... वैसे भी वो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन था, उसे मेरी परमिशन की कोई जरूरत नहीं थी! सिक्योरिटी चेक पहले है, बाकी सब बाद में... पर इन 2 - 3 सेकंड में, सिर्फ ये इमेजिन करने से ही कि वो हॉट सिक्युरिटी पर्सन मुझे मेरे लन के आसपास छुएगा, मुझे हल्का हल्का इरेक्शन आने लगा था, जो उसके हाथ फिराने से और टाइट हो गया! पर क्योंकि सिक्के लन और आंड के बीच में कहीं दबे थे, तो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन के लाख दबाने पर भी सिक्कों का फील नहीं आया जिससे मुझ पर उसका शक और बढ़ गया! उसने पास बैठे अपने सीनियर से बात की! सीनियर ने पता नहीं उसे क्या कहा पर इस सिक्योरिटी पर्सन में मुझे हाथ के इशारे से पास बने कवर्ड क्यूबिकल में आने को कहा (जैसे क्यूबिकल में फीमेल की फ्रिस्किंग होती है)! पहले मै गया उस क्यूबिकल में, फिर दूसरी साइड से वो अंदर आया, फिर उसने दोनों साइड के पर्दे खींच कर प्राइवेसी की और धीमी मगर सख्त आवाज में मुझे कहा, "खोलो..." मै सकपका गया, मैने पूछा "क्या?" "धोती खोलो..." उसने और सख्त लहजे में साफ साफ कहा! मैने हिचकिचाते हुए धोती खोल दी! फिर उसने कहा, "टीशर्ट ऊंची करो"! अब मैं उसके आगे सिर्फ, ठोडी में टीशर्ट दबाए, फ्रेंची में खड़ा था और फ्रेंची के अंदर "मेरा" खड़ा था! मेरी चिकनी छाती, चिकना सपाट पेट, बिना बालों की चिकनी जांघें सब उसने आगे नंगा था! अब तक मेरा लन फुल टाइट हो चुका था पर नीचे की ओर पॉइंटेड होनी की वजह से मुड़ा सा था! फिर उसने अपने दोनों हाथों के वो रबर के दस्ताने (जैसे मेडिकल लैब्स वाले और डॉक्टर्स पहनते हैं) उतारे और मेरी पतली कमर से हाथ फ़िराते हुए मेरी पीठ टटोलने लगा! वो दिखा तो ये रहा था कि जैसे वो चेक कर रखा हो कि कहीं मैने पीठ पर तो कुछ नहीं छुपा रखा! पर जिस स्पीड से वो हाथ फिरा रहा था, ऐसा लग रहा था कि वो मुझे चेक कम और फील ज्यादा कर रहा था! उसे मेरी पीठ पर कुछ नहीं मिला! पर अभी भी सिक्के, लन के नीचे दबे होने की वजह से फ़्रेंची में से दिख नहीं रहे थे! तो वो फिर बोला... इसे भी नीचे करो... इस बार मुझे दुबारा पूछना नहीं पड़ा! मैने हिचकिचाते हुए मेरी चड्डी झटके में मेरे घुटनों तक गिरा दी! चड्डी में अब तक दबे मेरे खड़े लन ने, आजाद होते ही तुरंत उस मैनली देसी हॉट सिक्योरिटी पर्सन को 90° पर खड़े हो कर सेल्यूट किया और साथ ही 3 4 दस दस के सिक्के खन खन करते हुए जमीन पर गिर गए! पूरम फेस्टिवल में आया था तो मैने मेरे प्यूबिक हेयर एकदम साफ कर रखे थे जिस वजह से मै लन के आस पास से और बॉल्स पर से एकदम चिकना हो रखा था! सिक्के गिरने के बाद भी वो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन 10 - 20 सेकंड के लिए कुछ सोचते हुए मुझे ऐसे ही देखते हुए खड़ा रहा! उसने मुझे चड्डी ऊपर करने का कोई इशारा भी नहीं किया! फिर वो बोला, "घूम जाओ!" घुटनों पर पड़ी मेरी चड्डी के साथ ही मै घूम गया और अब वो मेरे बिना बालों के चूतड निहार रहा था! उसने फिर मेटल डिटेक्टर घुमाया! हालांकि इस बार कोई बीप नहीं हुई फिर भी उसने अपने नंगे हाथ मेरे चूतड़ों पर फिराए और आखिर में मेरे दाएं चूतड को हल्का सा दबाते हुए अपना हाथ हटा लिया! अभी भी मेरी नंगी पीठ उसकी ओर ही थी! पता नहीं वो मेरे गोरे चिकने चूतड निहार रहा था या कुछ सोच रहा था! फिर उसने कहा, "झुक जाओ और इनको चौड़ा करते हुए खोलो..." अब मुझे उसके अन्क्लीयर इंस्ट्रक्शन भी क्लियर थे! मै, बिना कोई और सवाल किए, झुक गया और दोनों हथेलियों से अपने चूतड़ों की फांके चौड़ी करके, मेरी गान का छेद उसके आगे कर दिया! मैने मेरी टांगों के बीच से मेरे पीछे देखा कि वो झुक कर मेरे छेद को निहार रहा था! फिर वो उठ गया और वापिस अपने दस्ताने पहनने लगा! मुझे लगा कि चेकिंग हो गई तो मैं भी उठने को हुआ! उसने भारी सख्त आवाज में कहा, "झुके रहो!" फिर एक हाथ में दस्ताने पहनकर उसने मेरी गान के छेद में उंगली डाल दी और कुछ चेक करने की एक्टिंग करते हुए पूरी उंगली अंदर तक कर दी! त्रिचूर पूरम में इतना एंजॉय किया था कि मेरा छेद अभी भी ढीला था और उसकी उंगली मुझे बिना कोई तकलीफ दिए एकदम गहराई तक चली गई! उसने एक दो बार और अपनी उंगली मेरे छेद में अंदर बाहर की! फिर उसने उंगली बाहर निकाल कर दस्ताने उतार कर डस्टबिन में डाल दिए और मुझे कपड़े पहन कर बाहर आने को कहा और मेरे पूरे कपड़े पहनने के पहले ही वो अपनी साइड का थोड़ा सा पर्दा हटा कर बाहर निकल गया! पर तब तक मैने चड्डी ऊपर और टीशर्ट नीचे कर ली थी! मै मुंड बांध कर जब तक बाहर आया, उसने मेरे बोर्डिंग पास पर सिक्योरिटी चेक क्लियर करने की स्टैंप लगा दी थी! मैने अपना बोर्डिंग पास लिया और बोर्डिंग गेट के पहले बने वेटिंग लाउंज में आ कर बैठ गया! कोच्चि एयरपोर्ट बहुत बड़ा एयरपोर्ट नहीं है! ना तो बहुत सारे बोर्डिंग गेट है और ना ही वेटिंग लाउंज बहुत दूर तक फैला है! खैर जहां मै बैठा था वहां से लाउंज का एक मात्र टॉयलेट एरिया साफ दिखता था! ये सारा इंसीडेंस मेरे लिए बहुत इरॉटिक था और इस वाक़ए ने मेरे अंदर भर भर के आग दहका दी थी! मै बार बार टॉयलेट एरिया की ओर देख रहा था कि कोई सिक्योरिटी पर्सन या कोई और हॉट बन्दा टॉयलेट जाए तो मैं भी उसके पीछे अंदर जाऊं... मेरी फ्लाइट में अभी काफी समय था! फिर मुझे वही सिक्योरिटी पर्सन टॉयलेट साइड जाता हुआ दिखा! वैसे तो वो सीधे टॉयलेट की ओर ही जा रहा था पर टॉयलेट में घुसने के जस्ट पहले उसने पलट कर मुझे देखा और ऐसे देखा कि मुझे लग गया कि वो एक्सीडेंटल देखना नहीं था! मैने चारों तरफ नजर दौड़ाई! कोई भी मुझे या टॉयलेट की ओर नहीं देख रहा था! मैने हिम्मत की और मै तेज कदमों से टॉयलेट की ओर चल दिया... अंदर गया तो देखा शीशे में खुद को निहारता हुआ, वो आराम से हाथ धो रहा था! पर उसकी नजरें गेट पर ही थी और जैसे ही उसने मुझे अंदर आते हुए देखा, उसने फिर से शीशे में खुद को देखना शुरु कर दिया! टॉयलेट में, कम से कम वाश बेसिन एरिया में, हम दोनों के अलावा कोई नहीं था! मैं भी उससे दो वाशबेसिन छोड़ कर हाथ धोने लगा! हम दोनों ही बहुत धीमी स्पीड पर हाथ धो रहे थे! दोनों को कोई जल्दी नहीं थी! फिर उसने नल बंद किया और अपनी बेल्ट खोल कर, पैंट के बटन खोल कर, पैंट थोड़ी नीचे सरका कर, अपनी वर्दी एडजस्ट करने लगा! शीशे के थ्रू मुझे मेरी ही जगह खड़े खड़े पूरा व्यू मिल रहा था! उसकी लोकल ब्रांड की यू शेप चड्डी में उसके लन का उभार साफ दिख रहा था! एक सेकंड को उसने अपनी पैंट और नीचे की तो उसकी चड्डी में नीचे की ओर हो रखे उसके लन के टोपे पर चड्डी पर एक बड़ा सा धब्बा भी दिख गया! वो धब्बा पक्के से मूत का तो नहीं था! फिर उसने अपनी वर्दी सही की, बेल्ट बांधी और गेट की ओर बढ़ गया! मुझे लगा कि "हाथ को आया, मुंह ना लगा" वाली बात हो गई! पर जैसे ही वो गेट तक पहुंचा, वो मुड़ा और वापिस आ कर साइड में बने लैट्रिन वाले क्यूबिकल में सबसे आखिर में डिसेबल्ड लोगों वाले क्यूबिकल में घुस गया और घुसने में बाद, मुड़ कर शीशे में से मुझ से नजरें मिलाई और नजरें मिलते ही, उसने आंख मारी और तुरंत अंदर घुस कर क्यूबिकल का गेट बंद कर लिया! पर अंदर से चटखनी लगने की कोई आवाज नहीं आई! मेरा दिल बहुत जोर जोर से धड़क रहा था! समझ नहीं आ रहा था क्या करूं! फिर भी हिम्मत दिखाते हुए, मैं बिना कदमों का शोर धीरे धीरे उसके क्यूबिकल तक गया! मै क्यूबिकल के गेट पर नॉक करता, उसके पहले ही उसने गेट के नीचे से मेरे जूते देख लिए और गेट खोल दिया! उसकी पैंट, उसके जूतों तक नीचे हो रखी थी और उसकी चड्डी का इलास्टिक बैंड उसके आंडो के नीचे फंसा था! उसका भारी भरकम मोटा लौड़ा उसके हाथ में रगड़ खा रहा था! उसने दूसरे हाथ से मुझे अंदर आने का इशारा किया और जैसे ही मैं अंदर गया, उसने गेट की चिटखनी चढ़ा दी! उसने बिना आवाज किए मुझे वेस्टर्न टॉयलेट की सीट पर बैठने को कहा और जैसे ही मैं बैठा, उसने अपनी चड्डी घुटनों तक नीचे कर दी और अपना लन एकदम मेरे होंठों के पास कर दिया! फिर उसने मेरे दोनों हाथ लिए और एक एक करके अपने मोटे मोटे चिकने चूतड़ों पर रखवा दिए! फिर उसने अपने दोनों हाथों की उंगलियां मेरे सॉफ्ट सॉफ्ट बालों में फिरानी शुरू कर दी! मै पूरा मस्त हो चुका था! मद मस्त हुआ मैं अपने होंठ उसके लोहे से सख्त लौड़े से बाहर झांक रहे उसके गुलाबी टोपे पर रगड़ रहा था! उसके लौड़े से लीक होता प्रीकम मेरे होंठों की मालिश कर रहा था! पर शायद उसके पास इन सबके लिए समय नहीं था! उसने मेरे गालों को दबाकर मुझे मुंह खोलने का इशारा किया! मै समझ गया और मुंह खोल कर उसके गुलाबी टोपे को लॉलीपॉप जैसे चूसने लगा! पर उसमें सब्र नहीं था! मेरे थोड़े से खुले होंठों में उसने जबरदस्ती अपना लौडा ठूंसना शुरू कर दिया! जल्दी ही उसका लौड़ा मेरे हलक की दीवार से टकराने लगा! ऐसे में एक दो बार जब मुझे उल्टी सी होने लगी तो मेरे मुंह से आवाज निकल गई! उसे समझ आ गया कि ये रिस्की हो सकता है तो वो आराम आराम से मेरा मुंह ऐसे चोदने लगा कि उसे भी मजा आता रहे और मेरे मुंह से भी आवाज ना निकले! मजा आने के कारण उसके मुंह से आवाजें आ रही थी पर वो उन आवाज़ों को दबा रहा था! जल्दी ही उसका लौड़ा मेरे मुंह में हल्के झटके मारने लगा! मुझे लग गया कि उसका चरम सुख बस आसपास ही था! मैने स्पीड बढ़ा दी और बीच बीच में उसके लौड़े को डीप थ्रोट तक ले जा कर उसे जड़ तक चूसने लगा! जैसे ही उसके लौड़े के गुलाबी टोपे ने 3 - 4 बार मेरे हलक की दीवारों पर टक्कर मारी, उसने कंट्रोल खो दिया और उसने मुझे बालों से जकड़ कर अपना लन पूरा मेरे हलक तक उतार दिया और एक के बाद एक झटके मारते हुए अपने वीर्य की 7 - 8 धारें सीधे मेरे हलक में छोड़ दी! उसके लौड़े से चोक मेरे गले से गों गों की दबी दबी आवाजें आ रही थी जो काफी तेज थी! यानि अगर कोई टॉयलेट के वाशबेसिन एरिया में होता तो ये सब जरूर सुन लेता! पर शायद चरम सुख के चलते उसे कोई परवाह नहीं थी! उसने मेरे बाल तब तक ढीले नहीं छोड़े जब तक उसने अपने रस की आखिर बूंद भी निचोड़ कर मेरे हलक में नहीं छोड़ दी! फिर उसने हांफते हुए अपना लौडा मेरे मुंह से निकाला और कपड़े पहनने लगा! अब वो मुझसे थोड़ा दूर था तो मैं भी उठा, बाल ठीक किए और आंखों से निकल रहे आंसू साफ करके बाहर आ गया और वाशबेसिन पर मुंह धोने लगा! वो अभी भी अंदर ही अपने कपड़े ठीक कर रहा था! फिर वही हुआ, जिसका डर था! वहीं पास के क्यूबिकल से एक और सिक्योरिटी पर्सन बाहर आया और वाशबेसिन पर हाथ धोने लगा! मैने नजर उठा कर देखा, वो शीशे में मुझे ही देखे जा रहा था! तभी पहले वाला सिक्योरिटी पर्सन उस डिसेबल्ड लोगों के क्यूबिकल से बाहर आया और बिना वाशबेसिन की ओर, बिना मेरी ओर देखे बाहर निकल गया! अब तो इस दूसरे सिक्योरिटी पर्सन के चेहरे पर वहशियाना स्माइल आ गई! उसने भौं (आई ब्रोज) उचकाते हुए मुझे इशारे से पूछा! मैने कोई जवाब नहीं दिया तो उसके हल्की आवाज में कहा.. एक राउंड और खेलेगा क्या? मैने कलाई घुमा कर घड़ी पर नजर डाली... मेरी फ्लाइट की बोर्डिंग शुरू होने में अभी भी एक और घंटा बाकी था...

Open to Your Partner/Wife on your Sexuality I have seen a case of my married Friend, and also heard from him about other married gay friends. His wife knows about him , in fact they are having threesome nowadays ( he has a kid also ) They both are happy. But not everyone's lucky enough. So if your partner is not accepting that thn your whole life will become hell. Take any step wisely

Paid services I am a bottom who sometimes does commercial service, not for a need of money, but because it turns me on. For this reason, im very flexible with how much i take. I also find that tops are more comfortable and take the lead when they pay, becuase they dont have the pressure to satisfy, which ironically makes most experiences more satisfying. I have had many experiences as a commercial bottom, and i would like to share some of them The first time, I was at a local gay cruising theatre, and i had *** for an hour and a half, and i was tired so i left. There was a guy waiting for his turn, but when I left, he followed me outside, and even got his auto. I was initally not interested, but then he cut me off with his auto and said that he would pay me. I didnt need money, but the idea turned me on, so i agreed, and he took me to his room in his auto and we had *** for about an hour. after that, he only paid me a small amount, but i was fine with it and I left. This was when i discovered this kink of mine. Another wild experience was when a group of 7 people asked me online for paid service. They had a lot of special requests and I agreed. They gave me a location, and when i reached there, one of the guys picked me up and took me to their house. Outside the house, he gave me a sexy costume, with cat ears, and handcuffs and asked me to put on a dog leash, and to get on my knees. I did, and he took me inside with the leash while i was crawling. I was handcuffed, so i couldnt use my hands, and they made me lick all their underwear and give them a blowjob. Only one of them was interested in ***, and he started *** me while i was *** someone else's ***. all of this continued for about 3 hours, with all of them giving me their load in my *** and on my face. They also paid me really well for this. But its not always good. Once i met this guy in a local cruising spot at around 11 PM, and he offered me money to come to his area. I went with him, and he took me to a dark gully. He asked if i was okay with bondage and i said yes, so he tied me hands and a pole, stuffed my own underwear in my *** and put tape on my *** and *** me for some time. after he finished inside me, he didnt untie me or pay me and left. I had to struggle for half an hour to manage to break free. So sometimes, there are jerks like this who dont have regard for bottoms I want to give all of you looking for commercial bottoms or tops some advice. A genuine commercial bottom will not ask to be paid online, and will always ask for cash. Sometimes, they ask for an advance, but that is to make sure you actually come. Always be respectful to the them, and ask them their limits. Many commecial bottoms either ask for std tests or ask to use condoms while doing *** for fear of catching stds. Most agencies online for commercials are scams, most of us are independant. If any of you are ever in hyderabad, and looking for some commercial ***, message me, and we'll see if we can set something up

Solo Travelers around the country @pink Nipples, visit Munnar during this hot season... u will love it.

Grindr Dating is so Frustrating in India Got scammed twice just this weekend It's soo frustrating

Solo Travelers around the country I'm planning for a trip to Kerala in May 1-3 any suggestions on Alleppey or Munnar ? I am from Hyderabad

Male sexual health and Safe Sex Hi I'm new to this, I got an advice from one person that if I try *** *** for once also, I get addicted to it. Is that true ? He said to me that if you try *** *** initially you might feel painful for 5-10 mins but after lubricant well and slowly stroking with *** you will feel the pleasure in your *** and will like it. But, even once you try this you get addicted for *** *** and want to try with every person you meet. Even though you feel not to do *** ***. But your *** drools for more and more Is that really true ?

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Thank you 😊 💞

What's your deepest darkest fantasy? gangbanged , getting *** while doing 69 with another person

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Man, I'm still against cheating ur own wife but why did I still enjoyed reading this Suhas's POV? @vayavya u r a good erotic writer. Though I will never get hard on someone who's sharing thier partner, but such is life we gays live, in dilemma, in denial, secretly. still if I get chance I will drop it for my partner be it my wife, or if unmarried then my boyfriend. I'm too jealous to share my partner. Other than that the whole concept of loving your partner to the fullest is what I want, a bare minimum!

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Lovely stories of every one and i loved to read novel and gay *** stories from my child hood and i had a great collection of gay comics but unfortunatly i lost that package of box when i was shifting to new home far from my previous space due to my dads transfer to another place

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Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories @Vayavya - Suhas's is among the best gay stories I've read so far. They're worth several re-reads. Very well-written. Thank you so much for posting.

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Forbidden Love Suhas's story Part 2** After Goa, Raghuveer became my private obsession. I started creating opportunities for us with careful planning. I would suggest weekend treks or short drives to Lonavala, always framing them as harmless boys’ outings. To the world, we were just close friends. In reality, those hours were ours alone — filled with raw passion, quiet tenderness, and the kind of intimacy I had never known. The thrill of secrecy became addictive. During family dinners, while everyone chatted and laughed, I would slide my hand under the table and gently squeeze Raghuveer’s thigh, then slowly move higher until my fingers brushed the growing bulge in his pants. He would try to keep a straight face, breathing shallow, while I stroked him slowly under the tablecloth.Sometimes grabbing him n kissing him in kitchen while everyone was in living room. The risk of our wives sitting right across from us made my pulse race every single time. One unforgettable evening, Neha was talking to me from the hall about some household matter. Raghuveer was on the balcony. He quietly knelt down, unzipped me through the narrow grill opening, and took my *** into his warm ***. I stood there answering my wife normally, trying not to moan, while he *** me deep and wet till I *** in his *** as there was no chance of pulling out. Raghu happily swallowed for the first time and smiled with satisfaction. And the sheer audacity of it — getting a blowjob while casually conversing with my wife — gave me one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. We had several close calls. Once, Neha returned home much earlier than expected and caught us both coming out of the bedroom, my hair messy and Raghuveer’s shirt improperly buttoned. My heart nearly stopped. I quickly invented a story about fixing a noisy AC unit. She bought it, but the adrenaline from that narrow escape made our next encounter even more frantic and passionate. Neha n Priya would teas us light-heartedly. My wife would jokingly call Raghuveer “sautan” whenever she saw us together. “Suhas, my sautan is here again,” she would say with a laugh. Little did she know how close to the truth she was. My farmhouse just outside Pune was heaven specifically for us. We would drive there under the excuse of “checking on the property.” Those weekends became our private playground. We explored every fantasy we could imagine — slow, romantic lovemaking in front of the large mirror, light bondage with hands tied to the bedpost, role-play as strangers or boss and employee, outdoor *** on the terrace under the stars, edging each other for hours, and new toys we bought secretly. Every discovery brought us closer and made our connection deeper. There is a private room in our farmhouse that remains locked and inaccessible to family members. This space contains our romantic photo frames, various gifts we have exchanged, toys ,fancy thongs that we love seeing each other in and even a *** sofa . We generally do not bring family members to this farmhouse . I have informed my wife that the house serves as an investment for our future, . And about the our room I maintain the excuse that it houses important property documents and functions as my personal solitude room. One night at the farmhouse, after a particularly intense session, I told Raghuveer about Sharad. I described how Raghuveer reminded me so much of my first love story — the same gentle strength, the same warm eyes. Tears filled both our eyes as I spoke. We held each other tightly that night, and the lovemaking that followed was slower, deeper, and more emotional than anything we had shared before. In that quiet moment, with tears still in our eyes, I confessed what I had been feeling for so long. “Raghu, I love you like a husband. We have wives and kids, but there is our own world which is beyond ***. I crave for you — for your glimpse, your mere presence in the house next to me is peaceful. We have to live a dual life and we have to accept it. Maybe in the next lifetime we won’t have to share ourselves with anyone else.” He looked at me with the same depth of emotion. We both knew the weight of those words. We both celebrate two birthdays every year. One with family — full of cake, laughter, and relatives. The other was private, just the two of us. I would gift him small things he could wear hidden under his clothes — a chain, a watch, a simple ring. He would surprise me with thoughtful notes or new toys for our farmhouse adventures. Even our Goa night as an anniversary every year. The times when both our wives and kids were away were the most liberating. We would *** in every room possible, take long baths together, walk around the house completely nude the whole day, order our favourite food, watch movies cuddled up on the sofa, and talk about life for hours. Whenever one of us got hard again, we would go at it immediately — we simply could not get enough of each other. Sometimes, in the dead of night, we would wake up at 3 or 4 a.m., hearts pounding with risk, quietly cross the balcony, and *** intensely until the first light of morning before slipping back to our respective beds beside our wives. Those stolen moments — hurried, desperate, and full of adrenaline — only made our secret bond stronger. Our wives are happy, we try hard to do so, whatever they want we make sure they get, time money body romance and what not we try hard to prioritise them but yes raghu n me love each other bit more than everything else. Even today, 4 years later, when I see Raghuveer smile at me across the balcony or feel his hand brush mine secretly, I remember that first deliberate night in Goa. What began as my careful plan on a moonlit beach has become the most authentic and beautiful part of my life.

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories The Forbidden Love Suhas’s Story *Part 1 I had lived what everyone called a perfectly normal, settled life in Pune. At 34, I was married to Neha for eight years and we had a young son. From the outside, my life looked complete — a loving wife, a beautiful child, a stable job, and a comfortable flat. But the truth was far more complicated. I never wanted to marry a girl. The marriage was sudden and arranged, forced upon me by the heavy expectations of my orthodox Brahmin Maharashtrian family. Coming out was never an option. Even thinking about refusing the marriage felt like betraying generations of tradition. So I did what was expected of me. I got married and tried my best to forget everything I had been before. My bisexual desires had awakened much earlier. When I was 18, my own uncle had forced himself on me one night. It was violent and confusing. That unfortunate incident turned me into a beast for a few years. I *** every man I could find — Tom, ***, and Harry — with raw, merciless power, as if I was trying to punish the world or prove something to myself. It was dark and empty. Then I met Sharad in my first job. He was my first real love. He loved me with all his heart, gently and completely. With him, I became human again. We both knew we could never have a future together — not in our world — but we loved fiercely until life pulled us apart. I used to cry for hours out of frustration, knowing there was no future for us. I would dream of running away with him — packing our bags and settling in Germany or Canada, where we could live openly like other gay couples, building our own little world without fear or shame. But reality is not the same for everyone. Life, family pressure, and societal expectations crushed those dreams. I was forced to marry Neha, burying that part of me deep inside. *** with Neha was enjoyable enough — I never disliked it — but something always felt missing. Her body was soft and beautiful, yet it never gave me the same deep satisfaction I craved. She was a good woman — kind, caring, and genuinely loving. She satisfied me physically with complete devotion. In the heat of passion, she even noticed how I loved grabbing her *** and playing with her *** hole sometimes more than ***.. One night, in a moment of intense desire, she sat on me and pushed my *** into her ***. Ever since, we enjoyed *** *** too. She was such a lovely lady, always trying to make me happy. How could I ever betray her for my own selfish soul? Yet, no matter how hard I tried, my body had needs my soul could never fully ignore. Deep down, I was still craving the kind of hug Sharad used to give me. Then Raghuveer and Priya moved into the flat next door. The day they arrived, I went over to help with the boxes. Raghuveer was 30, newly married, with a gentle smile and a firm handshake. The moment our hands touched, my heart nearly stopped. He looked strikingly like Sharad — the same quiet strength, the same warm eyes, the same gentle masculinity. It felt like love was visiting me twice. After eight long years of forcing myself to be straight and loyal, here was someone who reminded me of the one person who had truly understood my soul. Why not allow it to happen? My body and soul were both pulling me toward him. Over the following weeks, we started chatting on the balcony every evening. Weekend dinners with both families became regular. I found myself looking forward to those moments more than I should have. Raghuveer was easy to talk to and had that same quiet masculinity that pulled me in. I started noticing the way his shirt stretched across his chest, the way he laughed, the way his eyes sometimes lingered on me a second longer than necessary. I knew I was falling for him. Badly. And deep down, I suspected he might feel something too. I decided I would test the waters carefully. I wanted him, and I was willing to take the risk. Then came the Goa trip. Both couples decided to go together for four days. I was excited and nervous at the same time. On the third evening, Priya and Neha planned a girls’ day out — shopping and clubbing. They left around six, leaving Raghuveer and me alone. “Finally some peace, Raghu,” I said with a smile, my heart already beating faster. “Let’s go to the beach and catch the sunset.” We changed into shorts and walked down to the sand. After sitting for a while with cold beers, I stood up. This was the moment I had planned. “I’m going for a quick swim. This heat is killing me.” I walked into the water, swam for a while, and came back dripping wet. My shorts and underwear were soaked. I had deliberately left my towel behind in the room. I wanted Raghuveer to see me — really see me. I wanted to push him, to make him look. Told him '' *** I forgot my towel, don't mind " and without hesitation, I quickly pulled down my wet underwear right in front of him. I stood completely naked, letting the cool evening air touch my skin. My thick *** was already semi-erect, throbbing slightly with anticipation. I knew he had a clear, unobstructed view. I stood there longer than necessary, searching for something to dry myself with, giving him time to take it all in. Then I saw it — Raghuveer staring openly at my ***. His eyes were wide, and he didn’t look away immediately. A rush of excitement and triumph ran through me. *Yes… he’s looking.* I grabbed his small towel and started drying myself slowly, deliberately letting him see every inch of my body. “Kaisa hai, bhai?” I asked casually, with a teasing grin, nodding towards my own ***. He looked flustered but laughed nervously. “Mazboot hai, bhai.” I raised an eyebrow and pushed further. “Tumhara kaisa hai?” “*** off,” he said, shaking his head and walking away a few steps, still laughing. But when he glanced back, I gave him my most lustful smile. I wanted him to know this was no accident. The air between us had changed completely. My heart was racing with excitement and nervousness. I had taken the first real step. We spent a little more time on the beach, but the tension was electric. After sunset, as we walked back, the evening felt chilly. I stopped outside my room and said, “Come over for coffee after a cold shower. Neha and Priya won’t be back for hours.” He hesitated for a second, then agreed. Those ten minutes while he was in his room felt endless. My mind was racing — *Will he come? Is he nervous? Does he want this as much as I do?* When he finally knocked, my heart beat faster. I opened the door wearing only a towel. “Come in,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. The room was dimly lit. I had already made two cups of coffee. We sat on the edge of the bed, sipping slowly. The silence was thick with tension. Finally, I looked at him and said, “You were staring at my *** on the beach, Raghu. I saw it in your eyes.” He swallowed hard. “It was nothing… just surprised, that’s all.” I smiled. “Don’t lie. I know you felt something. This is new for you, isn’t it? But I’ve wanted this since the day you moved in next door.” He stayed silent, but I could see the conflict and curiosity in his eyes. I leaned in and kissed him. He froze at first, then kissed me back. The kiss quickly became hungry. I removed his clothes and explored his body. When I took his throbbing *** into my *** and *** him deeply, he moaned loudly and caressed my hair. I noticed him glance at his wedding ring and whisper, “Suhas… are we sure?” I looked up confidently and said, “More than sure, Raghu. Just relax.” The next moment, my *** returned to his ***, *** him even more intensely. The way he moaned and pushed into my *** told me how much he needed this. We moved to a 69 position. He *** me eagerly for the first time, and the feeling was incredible. After that, I prepared him carefully and entered him slowly. He gasped in pain at first but begged me not to stop. I *** him deep and hard, stroking his *** at the same time. He came hard, shaking, and I followed, spraying thick *** all over his stomach and chest. *** that was awesome and satisfying after a so many years, how much I love this how do I tell anyone. That night in Goa was only the beginning TBC...

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Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories वैसे तो मैं एक नॉर्थ इंडियन हूं पर मेरी थिक घनी मूछों और डार्क पर स्मूथ स्किन टोन की वजह से बहुत से लोग मुझे साउथ इंडियन समझ लेते हैं! इसके अलावा मैं घूमता भी साउथ इंडिया में ही ज्यादा हूं, तो लोग और ज्यादा कन्फ्यूज हो जाते हैं! ऐसे ही एक बार मै त्रिचूर पूरम में "मजे करने" के लिए गया था और लौटने में मेरी फ्लाइट कोच्चि एयरपोर्ट से थी! 3 - 4 दिन मलयाली लोगों के बीच रह रह कर मैं भी मुंड (मलयाली स्टाइल धोती) पहनने में कंफर्टेबल फील करने लगा था! बांधने में आसान, अंदर से सब खुला खुला, टांगों को गर्मी लगे तो मुंड को फोल्ड कर लो, और "वहां" ज्यादा पसीना भी आ जाए तो कहीं भी एकांत में जाकर धीरे से अंडरवियर उतार कर बैग में रख लो, "सामान" टाइट हो जाए तो मुंड फोल्ड कर लो और फ्रंट में धोती के फोल्डेड पार्ट में इरेक्शन अपने आप छुप जाए, भीड़ भरी बस में यदि किसी को "पकड़वाना" हो तो वो भी आसानी से हो जाए, चलती बस में अंधेरे में यदि किसी को पैसेंजर को चुसवाना हो, तो भी आसानी... खैर, मुंड के फायदे बहुत बता दिए! मेन कहानी पर आते हैं, लौटते समय मैने मुंड ही पहनी हुई थी पर सोबर दिखने के लिए फुल डाउन कर रखी थी तो बिना अंडरवियर के मुंड पहनना रिस्की लगा इसलिए मैने मुंड के नीचे फ्रेंची स्टाइल अंडरवियर पहन रखी थी! पर 3 - 4 दिन के मेरे केरल ट्रिप में मैने समझ लिया था कि मुंड पहनते समय ज्यादातर मलयाली लोगों को पैसे रखने में दिक्कत होती है तो कुछ लोग मुंड के एक छोर में पैसे बांध लेते हैं और कुछ लोग जरूरत भर के पैसे सेफ रखने के लिए अंडरवियर में भी रख लेते हैं, यानि सीधे लन और आंड से सटा कर... बस मुझसे गलती ये हो गई कि मैने कुछ सिक्के भी वही रख लिए! सब सही चल रहा था! एयरपोर्ट एंट्री पर, बोर्डिंग पास काउंटर पर, सभी ऑफिशियल्स मेरे पहनावे को देख कर स्माइल दे रहे थे (क्योंकि मेरे ID से उन्हें पता चल रहा था कि मैं नॉर्थ इंडियन हूं पर मैने मुंड पहनी हुई थी) फिर सिक्योरिटी चेक की बारी आई! फोन घड़ी हेडफोन आदि तो मैने बैग में रख दिया था पर मुझे अंडरवियर में रखे कॉइन याद नहीं रहे! मेटल डिटेक्टर से गुजरा तो उसने बीप किया... सिक्योरिटी पर्सन ने मुझे देखा तो उसे भी नहीं लगा कि मेरे पास मेटल का कुछ है (सिर्फ हाथ में एक कड़ा था)! उसने हैंड हेल्ड मेटल डिटेक्टर से फिर से चेक किया तो मेरे पेट में पास फिर बीप हुआ.. उसने मुझे टीशर्ट उठाने को कहा! मैने मेरी चेस्ट और टमी से हेयर रिमूव कर रखे थे तो शर्म के मारे मैने टीशर्ट थोड़ी सी ही उठाई! उसने गुस्से में मेरी टीशर्ट ऊंची करके मुझे करीब करीब पेट से छाती तक नंगा कर दिया! मेरा बिना बालों वाला पेट और छाती देख कर उसने चेहरे पर गंदी वाली स्माइल आ गई! जब मेरे पेट पर मेटल का कुछ नहीं मिला तो उसने मेटल डिटेक्टर और नीचे किया और अब मेटल डिटेक्टर एक्ज़ैक्टली मेरे लन वाले एरिया के ऊपर बजा! और अबकी बार मुझे याद आ गया कि उन सिक्कों की वजह से मेटल डिटेक्टर इतनी देर से बीप कर रहा था! मैने धीरे से सिक्योरिटी पर्सन को कहा कि मैने गलती से कुछ सिक्के और नोट अंडरवियर में रख लिए थे! पर पता नहीं क्यों, उसे मेरी बात हजम नहीं हुई... और उसने मुझसे पूछा "चेक कर लूं?" उसने मुश्किल से 2 - 3 सेकंड का वेट किया और बिना मेरी हां ना के उसने मुंड के ऊपर से मेरी टांगों के बीच हाथ फिराना शुरू कर दिया! उस समय बहुत ट्रैवलर्स नहीं थे दूसरी रोज में... वैसे भी वो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन था, उसे मेरी परमिशन की कोई जरूरत नहीं थी! सिक्योरिटी चेक पहले है, बाकी सब बाद में... पर इन 2 - 3 सेकंड में, सिर्फ ये इमेजिन करने से ही कि वो हॉट सिक्युरिटी पर्सन मुझे मेरे लन के आसपास छुएगा, मुझे हल्का हल्का इरेक्शन आने लगा था, जो उसके हाथ फिराने से और टाइट हो गया! पर क्योंकि सिक्के लन और आंड के बीच में कहीं दबे थे, तो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन के लाख दबाने पर भी सिक्कों का फील नहीं आया जिससे मुझ पर उसका शक और बढ़ गया! उसने पास बैठे अपने सीनियर से बात की! सीनियर ने पता नहीं उसे क्या कहा पर इस सिक्योरिटी पर्सन में मुझे हाथ के इशारे से पास बने कवर्ड क्यूबिकल में आने को कहा (जैसे क्यूबिकल में फीमेल की फ्रिस्किंग होती है)! पहले मै गया उस क्यूबिकल में, फिर दूसरी साइड से वो अंदर आया, फिर उसने दोनों साइड के पर्दे खींच कर प्राइवेसी की और धीमी मगर सख्त आवाज में मुझे कहा, "खोलो..." मै सकपका गया, मैने पूछा "क्या?" "धोती खोलो..." उसने और सख्त लहजे में साफ साफ कहा! मैने हिचकिचाते हुए धोती खोल दी! फिर उसने कहा, "टीशर्ट ऊंची करो"! अब मैं उसके आगे सिर्फ, ठोडी में टीशर्ट दबाए, फ्रेंची में खड़ा था और फ्रेंची के अंदर "मेरा" खड़ा था! मेरी चिकनी छाती, चिकना सपाट पेट, बिना बालों की चिकनी जांघें सब उसने आगे नंगा था! अब तक मेरा लन फुल टाइट हो चुका था पर नीचे की ओर पॉइंटेड होनी की वजह से मुड़ा सा था! फिर उसने अपने दोनों हाथों के वो रबर के दस्ताने (जैसे मेडिकल लैब्स वाले और डॉक्टर्स पहनते हैं) उतारे और मेरी पतली कमर से हाथ फ़िराते हुए मेरी पीठ टटोलने लगा! वो दिखा तो ये रहा था कि जैसे वो चेक कर रखा हो कि कहीं मैने पीठ पर तो कुछ नहीं छुपा रखा! पर जिस स्पीड से वो हाथ फिरा रहा था, ऐसा लग रहा था कि वो मुझे चेक कम और फील ज्यादा कर रहा था! उसे मेरी पीठ पर कुछ नहीं मिला! पर अभी भी सिक्के, लन के नीचे दबे होने की वजह से फ़्रेंची में से दिख नहीं रहे थे! तो वो फिर बोला... इसे भी नीचे करो... इस बार मुझे दुबारा पूछना नहीं पड़ा! मैने हिचकिचाते हुए मेरी चड्डी झटके में मेरे घुटनों तक गिरा दी! चड्डी में अब तक दबे मेरे खड़े लन ने, आजाद होते ही तुरंत उस मैनली देसी हॉट सिक्योरिटी पर्सन को 90° पर खड़े हो कर सेल्यूट किया और साथ ही 3 4 दस दस के सिक्के खन खन करते हुए जमीन पर गिर गए! पूरम फेस्टिवल में आया था तो मैने मेरे प्यूबिक हेयर एकदम साफ कर रखे थे जिस वजह से मै लन के आस पास से और बॉल्स पर से एकदम चिकना हो रखा था! सिक्के गिरने के बाद भी वो सिक्योरिटी पर्सन 10 - 20 सेकंड के लिए कुछ सोचते हुए मुझे ऐसे ही देखते हुए खड़ा रहा! उसने मुझे चड्डी ऊपर करने का कोई इशारा भी नहीं किया! फिर वो बोला, "घूम जाओ!" घुटनों पर पड़ी मेरी चड्डी के साथ ही मै घूम गया और अब वो मेरे बिना बालों के चूतड निहार रहा था! उसने फिर मेटल डिटेक्टर घुमाया! हालांकि इस बार कोई बीप नहीं हुई फिर भी उसने अपने नंगे हाथ मेरे चूतड़ों पर फिराए और आखिर में मेरे दाएं चूतड को हल्का सा दबाते हुए अपना हाथ हटा लिया! अभी भी मेरी नंगी पीठ उसकी ओर ही थी! पता नहीं वो मेरे गोरे चिकने चूतड निहार रहा था या कुछ सोच रहा था! फिर उसने कहा, "झुक जाओ और इनको चौड़ा करते हुए खोलो..." अब मुझे उसके अन्क्लीयर इंस्ट्रक्शन भी क्लियर थे! मै, बिना कोई और सवाल किए, झुक गया और दोनों हथेलियों से अपने चूतड़ों की फांके चौड़ी करके, मेरी गान का छेद उसके आगे कर दिया! मैने मेरी टांगों के बीच से मेरे पीछे देखा कि वो झुक कर मेरे छेद को निहार रहा था! फिर वो उठ गया और वापिस अपने दस्ताने पहनने लगा! मुझे लगा कि चेकिंग हो गई तो मैं भी उठने को हुआ! उसने भारी सख्त आवाज में कहा, "झुके रहो!" फिर एक हाथ में दस्ताने पहनकर उसने मेरी गान के छेद में उंगली डाल दी और कुछ चेक करने की एक्टिंग करते हुए पूरी उंगली अंदर तक कर दी! त्रिचूर पूरम में इतना एंजॉय किया था कि मेरा छेद अभी भी ढीला था और उसकी उंगली मुझे बिना कोई तकलीफ दिए एकदम गहराई तक चली गई! उसने एक दो बार और अपनी उंगली मेरे छेद में अंदर बाहर की! फिर उसने उंगली बाहर निकाल कर दस्ताने उतार कर डस्टबिन में डाल दिए और मुझे कपड़े पहन कर बाहर आने को कहा और मेरे पूरे कपड़े पहनने के पहले ही वो अपनी साइड का थोड़ा सा पर्दा हटा कर बाहर निकल गया! पर तब तक मैने चड्डी ऊपर और टीशर्ट नीचे कर ली थी! मै मुंड बांध कर जब तक बाहर आया, उसने मेरे बोर्डिंग पास पर सिक्योरिटी चेक क्लियर करने की स्टैंप लगा दी थी! मैने अपना बोर्डिंग पास लिया और बोर्डिंग गेट के पहले बने वेटिंग लाउंज में आ कर बैठ गया! कोच्चि एयरपोर्ट बहुत बड़ा एयरपोर्ट नहीं है! ना तो बहुत सारे बोर्डिंग गेट है और ना ही वेटिंग लाउंज बहुत दूर तक फैला है! खैर जहां मै बैठा था वहां से लाउंज का एक मात्र टॉयलेट एरिया साफ दिखता था! ये सारा इंसीडेंस मेरे लिए बहुत इरॉटिक था और इस वाक़ए ने मेरे अंदर भर भर के आग दहका दी थी! मै बार बार टॉयलेट एरिया की ओर देख रहा था कि कोई सिक्योरिटी पर्सन या कोई और हॉट बन्दा टॉयलेट जाए तो मैं भी उसके पीछे अंदर जाऊं... मेरी फ्लाइट में अभी काफी समय था! फिर मुझे वही सिक्योरिटी पर्सन टॉयलेट साइड जाता हुआ दिखा! वैसे तो वो सीधे टॉयलेट की ओर ही जा रहा था पर टॉयलेट में घुसने के जस्ट पहले उसने पलट कर मुझे देखा और ऐसे देखा कि मुझे लग गया कि वो एक्सीडेंटल देखना नहीं था! मैने चारों तरफ नजर दौड़ाई! कोई भी मुझे या टॉयलेट की ओर नहीं देख रहा था! मैने हिम्मत की और मै तेज कदमों से टॉयलेट की ओर चल दिया... अंदर गया तो देखा शीशे में खुद को निहारता हुआ, वो आराम से हाथ धो रहा था! पर उसकी नजरें गेट पर ही थी और जैसे ही उसने मुझे अंदर आते हुए देखा, उसने फिर से शीशे में खुद को देखना शुरु कर दिया! टॉयलेट में, कम से कम वाश बेसिन एरिया में, हम दोनों के अलावा कोई नहीं था! मैं भी उससे दो वाशबेसिन छोड़ कर हाथ धोने लगा! हम दोनों ही बहुत धीमी स्पीड पर हाथ धो रहे थे! दोनों को कोई जल्दी नहीं थी! फिर उसने नल बंद किया और अपनी बेल्ट खोल कर, पैंट के बटन खोल कर, पैंट थोड़ी नीचे सरका कर, अपनी वर्दी एडजस्ट करने लगा! शीशे के थ्रू मुझे मेरी ही जगह खड़े खड़े पूरा व्यू मिल रहा था! उसकी लोकल ब्रांड की यू शेप चड्डी में उसके लन का उभार साफ दिख रहा था! एक सेकंड को उसने अपनी पैंट और नीचे की तो उसकी चड्डी में नीचे की ओर हो रखे उसके लन के टोपे पर चड्डी पर एक बड़ा सा धब्बा भी दिख गया! वो धब्बा पक्के से मूत का तो नहीं था! फिर उसने अपनी वर्दी सही की, बेल्ट बांधी और गेट की ओर बढ़ गया! मुझे लगा कि "हाथ को आया, मुंह ना लगा" वाली बात हो गई! पर जैसे ही वो गेट तक पहुंचा, वो मुड़ा और वापिस आ कर साइड में बने लैट्रिन वाले क्यूबिकल में सबसे आखिर में डिसेबल्ड लोगों वाले क्यूबिकल में घुस गया और घुसने में बाद, मुड़ कर शीशे में से मुझ से नजरें मिलाई और नजरें मिलते ही, उसने आंख मारी और तुरंत अंदर घुस कर क्यूबिकल का गेट बंद कर लिया! पर अंदर से चटखनी लगने की कोई आवाज नहीं आई! मेरा दिल बहुत जोर जोर से धड़क रहा था! समझ नहीं आ रहा था क्या करूं! फिर भी हिम्मत दिखाते हुए, मैं बिना कदमों का शोर धीरे धीरे उसके क्यूबिकल तक गया! मै क्यूबिकल के गेट पर नॉक करता, उसके पहले ही उसने गेट के नीचे से मेरे जूते देख लिए और गेट खोल दिया! उसकी पैंट, उसके जूतों तक नीचे हो रखी थी और उसकी चड्डी का इलास्टिक बैंड उसके आंडो के नीचे फंसा था! उसका भारी भरकम मोटा लौड़ा उसके हाथ में रगड़ खा रहा था! उसने दूसरे हाथ से मुझे अंदर आने का इशारा किया और जैसे ही मैं अंदर गया, उसने गेट की चिटखनी चढ़ा दी! उसने बिना आवाज किए मुझे वेस्टर्न टॉयलेट की सीट पर बैठने को कहा और जैसे ही मैं बैठा, उसने अपनी चड्डी घुटनों तक नीचे कर दी और अपना लन एकदम मेरे होंठों के पास कर दिया! फिर उसने मेरे दोनों हाथ लिए और एक एक करके अपने मोटे मोटे चिकने चूतड़ों पर रखवा दिए! फिर उसने अपने दोनों हाथों की उंगलियां मेरे सॉफ्ट सॉफ्ट बालों में फिरानी शुरू कर दी! मै पूरा मस्त हो चुका था! मद मस्त हुआ मैं अपने होंठ उसके लोहे से सख्त लौड़े से बाहर झांक रहे उसके गुलाबी टोपे पर रगड़ रहा था! उसके लौड़े से लीक होता प्रीकम मेरे होंठों की मालिश कर रहा था! पर शायद उसके पास इन सबके लिए समय नहीं था! उसने मेरे गालों को दबाकर मुझे मुंह खोलने का इशारा किया! मै समझ गया और मुंह खोल कर उसके गुलाबी टोपे को लॉलीपॉप जैसे चूसने लगा! पर उसमें सब्र नहीं था! मेरे थोड़े से खुले होंठों में उसने जबरदस्ती अपना लौडा ठूंसना शुरू कर दिया! जल्दी ही उसका लौड़ा मेरे हलक की दीवार से टकराने लगा! ऐसे में एक दो बार जब मुझे उल्टी सी होने लगी तो मेरे मुंह से आवाज निकल गई! उसे समझ आ गया कि ये रिस्की हो सकता है तो वो आराम आराम से मेरा मुंह ऐसे चोदने लगा कि उसे भी मजा आता रहे और मेरे मुंह से भी आवाज ना निकले! मजा आने के कारण उसके मुंह से आवाजें आ रही थी पर वो उन आवाज़ों को दबा रहा था! जल्दी ही उसका लौड़ा मेरे मुंह में हल्के झटके मारने लगा! मुझे लग गया कि उसका चरम सुख बस आसपास ही था! मैने स्पीड बढ़ा दी और बीच बीच में उसके लौड़े को डीप थ्रोट तक ले जा कर उसे जड़ तक चूसने लगा! जैसे ही उसके लौड़े के गुलाबी टोपे ने 3 - 4 बार मेरे हलक की दीवारों पर टक्कर मारी, उसने कंट्रोल खो दिया और उसने मुझे बालों से जकड़ कर अपना लन पूरा मेरे हलक तक उतार दिया और एक के बाद एक झटके मारते हुए अपने वीर्य की 7 - 8 धारें सीधे मेरे हलक में छोड़ दी! उसके लौड़े से चोक मेरे गले से गों गों की दबी दबी आवाजें आ रही थी जो काफी तेज थी! यानि अगर कोई टॉयलेट के वाशबेसिन एरिया में होता तो ये सब जरूर सुन लेता! पर शायद चरम सुख के चलते उसे कोई परवाह नहीं थी! उसने मेरे बाल तब तक ढीले नहीं छोड़े जब तक उसने अपने रस की आखिर बूंद भी निचोड़ कर मेरे हलक में नहीं छोड़ दी! फिर उसने हांफते हुए अपना लौडा मेरे मुंह से निकाला और कपड़े पहनने लगा! अब वो मुझसे थोड़ा दूर था तो मैं भी उठा, बाल ठीक किए और आंखों से निकल रहे आंसू साफ करके बाहर आ गया और वाशबेसिन पर मुंह धोने लगा! वो अभी भी अंदर ही अपने कपड़े ठीक कर रहा था! फिर वही हुआ, जिसका डर था! वहीं पास के क्यूबिकल से एक और सिक्योरिटी पर्सन बाहर आया और वाशबेसिन पर हाथ धोने लगा! मैने नजर उठा कर देखा, वो शीशे में मुझे ही देखे जा रहा था! तभी पहले वाला सिक्योरिटी पर्सन उस डिसेबल्ड लोगों के क्यूबिकल से बाहर आया और बिना वाशबेसिन की ओर, बिना मेरी ओर देखे बाहर निकल गया! अब तो इस दूसरे सिक्योरिटी पर्सन के चेहरे पर वहशियाना स्माइल आ गई! उसने भौं (आई ब्रोज) उचकाते हुए मुझे इशारे से पूछा! मैने कोई जवाब नहीं दिया तो उसके हल्की आवाज में कहा.. एक राउंड और खेलेगा क्या? मैने कलाई घुमा कर घड़ी पर नजर डाली... मेरी फ्लाइट की बोर्डिंग शुरू होने में अभी भी एक और घंटा बाकी था...

Open to Your Partner/Wife on your Sexuality I have seen a case of my married Friend, and also heard from him about other married gay friends. His wife knows about him , in fact they are having threesome nowadays ( he has a kid also ) They both are happy. But not everyone's lucky enough. So if your partner is not accepting that thn your whole life will become hell. Take any step wisely

Paid services I am a bottom who sometimes does commercial service, not for a need of money, but because it turns me on. For this reason, im very flexible with how much i take. I also find that tops are more comfortable and take the lead when they pay, becuase they dont have the pressure to satisfy, which ironically makes most experiences more satisfying. I have had many experiences as a commercial bottom, and i would like to share some of them The first time, I was at a local gay cruising theatre, and i had *** for an hour and a half, and i was tired so i left. There was a guy waiting for his turn, but when I left, he followed me outside, and even got his auto. I was initally not interested, but then he cut me off with his auto and said that he would pay me. I didnt need money, but the idea turned me on, so i agreed, and he took me to his room in his auto and we had *** for about an hour. after that, he only paid me a small amount, but i was fine with it and I left. This was when i discovered this kink of mine. Another wild experience was when a group of 7 people asked me online for paid service. They had a lot of special requests and I agreed. They gave me a location, and when i reached there, one of the guys picked me up and took me to their house. Outside the house, he gave me a sexy costume, with cat ears, and handcuffs and asked me to put on a dog leash, and to get on my knees. I did, and he took me inside with the leash while i was crawling. I was handcuffed, so i couldnt use my hands, and they made me lick all their underwear and give them a blowjob. Only one of them was interested in ***, and he started *** me while i was *** someone else's ***. all of this continued for about 3 hours, with all of them giving me their load in my *** and on my face. They also paid me really well for this. But its not always good. Once i met this guy in a local cruising spot at around 11 PM, and he offered me money to come to his area. I went with him, and he took me to a dark gully. He asked if i was okay with bondage and i said yes, so he tied me hands and a pole, stuffed my own underwear in my *** and put tape on my *** and *** me for some time. after he finished inside me, he didnt untie me or pay me and left. I had to struggle for half an hour to manage to break free. So sometimes, there are jerks like this who dont have regard for bottoms I want to give all of you looking for commercial bottoms or tops some advice. A genuine commercial bottom will not ask to be paid online, and will always ask for cash. Sometimes, they ask for an advance, but that is to make sure you actually come. Always be respectful to the them, and ask them their limits. Many commecial bottoms either ask for std tests or ask to use condoms while doing *** for fear of catching stds. Most agencies online for commercials are scams, most of us are independant. If any of you are ever in hyderabad, and looking for some commercial ***, message me, and we'll see if we can set something up

Solo Travelers around the country @pink Nipples, visit Munnar during this hot season... u will love it.

Grindr Dating is so Frustrating in India Got scammed twice just this weekend It's soo frustrating

Solo Travelers around the country I'm planning for a trip to Kerala in May 1-3 any suggestions on Alleppey or Munnar ? I am from Hyderabad

Male sexual health and Safe Sex Hi I'm new to this, I got an advice from one person that if I try *** *** for once also, I get addicted to it. Is that true ? He said to me that if you try *** *** initially you might feel painful for 5-10 mins but after lubricant well and slowly stroking with *** you will feel the pleasure in your *** and will like it. But, even once you try this you get addicted for *** *** and want to try with every person you meet. Even though you feel not to do *** ***. But your *** drools for more and more Is that really true ?

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Thank you 😊 💞

What's your deepest darkest fantasy? gangbanged , getting *** while doing 69 with another person

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Man, I'm still against cheating ur own wife but why did I still enjoyed reading this Suhas's POV? @vayavya u r a good erotic writer. Though I will never get hard on someone who's sharing thier partner, but such is life we gays live, in dilemma, in denial, secretly. still if I get chance I will drop it for my partner be it my wife, or if unmarried then my boyfriend. I'm too jealous to share my partner. Other than that the whole concept of loving your partner to the fullest is what I want, a bare minimum!

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Lovely stories of every one and i loved to read novel and gay *** stories from my child hood and i had a great collection of gay comics but unfortunatly i lost that package of box when i was shifting to new home far from my previous space due to my dads transfer to another place

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Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories @Vayavya - Suhas's is among the best gay stories I've read so far. They're worth several re-reads. Very well-written. Thank you so much for posting.

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories Forbidden Love Suhas's story Part 2** After Goa, Raghuveer became my private obsession. I started creating opportunities for us with careful planning. I would suggest weekend treks or short drives to Lonavala, always framing them as harmless boys’ outings. To the world, we were just close friends. In reality, those hours were ours alone — filled with raw passion, quiet tenderness, and the kind of intimacy I had never known. The thrill of secrecy became addictive. During family dinners, while everyone chatted and laughed, I would slide my hand under the table and gently squeeze Raghuveer’s thigh, then slowly move higher until my fingers brushed the growing bulge in his pants. He would try to keep a straight face, breathing shallow, while I stroked him slowly under the tablecloth.Sometimes grabbing him n kissing him in kitchen while everyone was in living room. The risk of our wives sitting right across from us made my pulse race every single time. One unforgettable evening, Neha was talking to me from the hall about some household matter. Raghuveer was on the balcony. He quietly knelt down, unzipped me through the narrow grill opening, and took my *** into his warm ***. I stood there answering my wife normally, trying not to moan, while he *** me deep and wet till I *** in his *** as there was no chance of pulling out. Raghu happily swallowed for the first time and smiled with satisfaction. And the sheer audacity of it — getting a blowjob while casually conversing with my wife — gave me one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. We had several close calls. Once, Neha returned home much earlier than expected and caught us both coming out of the bedroom, my hair messy and Raghuveer’s shirt improperly buttoned. My heart nearly stopped. I quickly invented a story about fixing a noisy AC unit. She bought it, but the adrenaline from that narrow escape made our next encounter even more frantic and passionate. Neha n Priya would teas us light-heartedly. My wife would jokingly call Raghuveer “sautan” whenever she saw us together. “Suhas, my sautan is here again,” she would say with a laugh. Little did she know how close to the truth she was. My farmhouse just outside Pune was heaven specifically for us. We would drive there under the excuse of “checking on the property.” Those weekends became our private playground. We explored every fantasy we could imagine — slow, romantic lovemaking in front of the large mirror, light bondage with hands tied to the bedpost, role-play as strangers or boss and employee, outdoor *** on the terrace under the stars, edging each other for hours, and new toys we bought secretly. Every discovery brought us closer and made our connection deeper. There is a private room in our farmhouse that remains locked and inaccessible to family members. This space contains our romantic photo frames, various gifts we have exchanged, toys ,fancy thongs that we love seeing each other in and even a *** sofa . We generally do not bring family members to this farmhouse . I have informed my wife that the house serves as an investment for our future, . And about the our room I maintain the excuse that it houses important property documents and functions as my personal solitude room. One night at the farmhouse, after a particularly intense session, I told Raghuveer about Sharad. I described how Raghuveer reminded me so much of my first love story — the same gentle strength, the same warm eyes. Tears filled both our eyes as I spoke. We held each other tightly that night, and the lovemaking that followed was slower, deeper, and more emotional than anything we had shared before. In that quiet moment, with tears still in our eyes, I confessed what I had been feeling for so long. “Raghu, I love you like a husband. We have wives and kids, but there is our own world which is beyond ***. I crave for you — for your glimpse, your mere presence in the house next to me is peaceful. We have to live a dual life and we have to accept it. Maybe in the next lifetime we won’t have to share ourselves with anyone else.” He looked at me with the same depth of emotion. We both knew the weight of those words. We both celebrate two birthdays every year. One with family — full of cake, laughter, and relatives. The other was private, just the two of us. I would gift him small things he could wear hidden under his clothes — a chain, a watch, a simple ring. He would surprise me with thoughtful notes or new toys for our farmhouse adventures. Even our Goa night as an anniversary every year. The times when both our wives and kids were away were the most liberating. We would *** in every room possible, take long baths together, walk around the house completely nude the whole day, order our favourite food, watch movies cuddled up on the sofa, and talk about life for hours. Whenever one of us got hard again, we would go at it immediately — we simply could not get enough of each other. Sometimes, in the dead of night, we would wake up at 3 or 4 a.m., hearts pounding with risk, quietly cross the balcony, and *** intensely until the first light of morning before slipping back to our respective beds beside our wives. Those stolen moments — hurried, desperate, and full of adrenaline — only made our secret bond stronger. Our wives are happy, we try hard to do so, whatever they want we make sure they get, time money body romance and what not we try hard to prioritise them but yes raghu n me love each other bit more than everything else. Even today, 4 years later, when I see Raghuveer smile at me across the balcony or feel his hand brush mine secretly, I remember that first deliberate night in Goa. What began as my careful plan on a moonlit beach has become the most authentic and beautiful part of my life.

Gay Bedtime Fiction Stories The Forbidden Love Suhas’s Story *Part 1 I had lived what everyone called a perfectly normal, settled life in Pune. At 34, I was married to Neha for eight years and we had a young son. From the outside, my life looked complete — a loving wife, a beautiful child, a stable job, and a comfortable flat. But the truth was far more complicated. I never wanted to marry a girl. The marriage was sudden and arranged, forced upon me by the heavy expectations of my orthodox Brahmin Maharashtrian family. Coming out was never an option. Even thinking about refusing the marriage felt like betraying generations of tradition. So I did what was expected of me. I got married and tried my best to forget everything I had been before. My bisexual desires had awakened much earlier. When I was 18, my own uncle had forced himself on me one night. It was violent and confusing. That unfortunate incident turned me into a beast for a few years. I *** every man I could find — Tom, ***, and Harry — with raw, merciless power, as if I was trying to punish the world or prove something to myself. It was dark and empty. Then I met Sharad in my first job. He was my first real love. He loved me with all his heart, gently and completely. With him, I became human again. We both knew we could never have a future together — not in our world — but we loved fiercely until life pulled us apart. I used to cry for hours out of frustration, knowing there was no future for us. I would dream of running away with him — packing our bags and settling in Germany or Canada, where we could live openly like other gay couples, building our own little world without fear or shame. But reality is not the same for everyone. Life, family pressure, and societal expectations crushed those dreams. I was forced to marry Neha, burying that part of me deep inside. *** with Neha was enjoyable enough — I never disliked it — but something always felt missing. Her body was soft and beautiful, yet it never gave me the same deep satisfaction I craved. She was a good woman — kind, caring, and genuinely loving. She satisfied me physically with complete devotion. In the heat of passion, she even noticed how I loved grabbing her *** and playing with her *** hole sometimes more than ***.. One night, in a moment of intense desire, she sat on me and pushed my *** into her ***. Ever since, we enjoyed *** *** too. She was such a lovely lady, always trying to make me happy. How could I ever betray her for my own selfish soul? Yet, no matter how hard I tried, my body had needs my soul could never fully ignore. Deep down, I was still craving the kind of hug Sharad used to give me. Then Raghuveer and Priya moved into the flat next door. The day they arrived, I went over to help with the boxes. Raghuveer was 30, newly married, with a gentle smile and a firm handshake. The moment our hands touched, my heart nearly stopped. He looked strikingly like Sharad — the same quiet strength, the same warm eyes, the same gentle masculinity. It felt like love was visiting me twice. After eight long years of forcing myself to be straight and loyal, here was someone who reminded me of the one person who had truly understood my soul. Why not allow it to happen? My body and soul were both pulling me toward him. Over the following weeks, we started chatting on the balcony every evening. Weekend dinners with both families became regular. I found myself looking forward to those moments more than I should have. Raghuveer was easy to talk to and had that same quiet masculinity that pulled me in. I started noticing the way his shirt stretched across his chest, the way he laughed, the way his eyes sometimes lingered on me a second longer than necessary. I knew I was falling for him. Badly. And deep down, I suspected he might feel something too. I decided I would test the waters carefully. I wanted him, and I was willing to take the risk. Then came the Goa trip. Both couples decided to go together for four days. I was excited and nervous at the same time. On the third evening, Priya and Neha planned a girls’ day out — shopping and clubbing. They left around six, leaving Raghuveer and me alone. “Finally some peace, Raghu,” I said with a smile, my heart already beating faster. “Let’s go to the beach and catch the sunset.” We changed into shorts and walked down to the sand. After sitting for a while with cold beers, I stood up. This was the moment I had planned. “I’m going for a quick swim. This heat is killing me.” I walked into the water, swam for a while, and came back dripping wet. My shorts and underwear were soaked. I had deliberately left my towel behind in the room. I wanted Raghuveer to see me — really see me. I wanted to push him, to make him look. Told him '' *** I forgot my towel, don't mind " and without hesitation, I quickly pulled down my wet underwear right in front of him. I stood completely naked, letting the cool evening air touch my skin. My thick *** was already semi-erect, throbbing slightly with anticipation. I knew he had a clear, unobstructed view. I stood there longer than necessary, searching for something to dry myself with, giving him time to take it all in. Then I saw it — Raghuveer staring openly at my ***. His eyes were wide, and he didn’t look away immediately. A rush of excitement and triumph ran through me. *Yes… he’s looking.* I grabbed his small towel and started drying myself slowly, deliberately letting him see every inch of my body. “Kaisa hai, bhai?” I asked casually, with a teasing grin, nodding towards my own ***. He looked flustered but laughed nervously. “Mazboot hai, bhai.” I raised an eyebrow and pushed further. “Tumhara kaisa hai?” “*** off,” he said, shaking his head and walking away a few steps, still laughing. But when he glanced back, I gave him my most lustful smile. I wanted him to know this was no accident. The air between us had changed completely. My heart was racing with excitement and nervousness. I had taken the first real step. We spent a little more time on the beach, but the tension was electric. After sunset, as we walked back, the evening felt chilly. I stopped outside my room and said, “Come over for coffee after a cold shower. Neha and Priya won’t be back for hours.” He hesitated for a second, then agreed. Those ten minutes while he was in his room felt endless. My mind was racing — *Will he come? Is he nervous? Does he want this as much as I do?* When he finally knocked, my heart beat faster. I opened the door wearing only a towel. “Come in,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. The room was dimly lit. I had already made two cups of coffee. We sat on the edge of the bed, sipping slowly. The silence was thick with tension. Finally, I looked at him and said, “You were staring at my *** on the beach, Raghu. I saw it in your eyes.” He swallowed hard. “It was nothing… just surprised, that’s all.” I smiled. “Don’t lie. I know you felt something. This is new for you, isn’t it? But I’ve wanted this since the day you moved in next door.” He stayed silent, but I could see the conflict and curiosity in his eyes. I leaned in and kissed him. He froze at first, then kissed me back. The kiss quickly became hungry. I removed his clothes and explored his body. When I took his throbbing *** into my *** and *** him deeply, he moaned loudly and caressed my hair. I noticed him glance at his wedding ring and whisper, “Suhas… are we sure?” I looked up confidently and said, “More than sure, Raghu. Just relax.” The next moment, my *** returned to his ***, *** him even more intensely. The way he moaned and pushed into my *** told me how much he needed this. We moved to a 69 position. He *** me eagerly for the first time, and the feeling was incredible. After that, I prepared him carefully and entered him slowly. He gasped in pain at first but begged me not to stop. I *** him deep and hard, stroking his *** at the same time. He came hard, shaking, and I followed, spraying thick *** all over his stomach and chest. *** that was awesome and satisfying after a so many years, how much I love this how do I tell anyone. That night in Goa was only the beginning TBC...

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