Now it was just Samar and me in the room. I was still feeling very shy, but after listening to their conversation, my curiosity grew.
Then Samar came to me and said, "Will you be friends with me?"
I understood what kind of friendship he wanted to have but I did not reply because I was feeling shy inside.
He asked me again, "Are you dumb?"
I said, "No."
To this he smiled and said, "Thank God that you can say it.". I was already worried you might be dumb. Then tell me, will you be my friend?"
I told him, "You're much older than me."
To this, Samar said, "Krrish is also older, but you're his friend, so why can't you be mine?"
I said, "He lives near my house, and I don't even know where your house is."
He said, "If I show you my house, will you consider our friendship confirmed?"
I said, "Yes."
Then he asked me for my phone number. I said, "I don't have a mobile phone."
He said, "Well, give me your home number."
I gave him my home number. Then we started talking. Just then, Kris brought cold drinks, and we all started drinking.
After some time, Krish and Sameer had to go out for some work, so they both left and I also came to my house. So today went by like this and I could do nothing but feel disappointed.
The next afternoon, I got a call from Samar at home. He asked, "How are you doing? How are you?"
I said, "I am fine, I am not doing anything right now."
Samar said, "I'm missing you, aren't you missing me?"
I said, "No."
But that wasn't true. Ever since I'd seen him and heard his and Kris talk, I'd been attracted to him. In this way I kept talking to Samar for two-three days.
We talked occasionally for three days. During this time, I couldn't even visit Krish because of household chores. After progressing so much that night, we both could not even meet each other.
Then on the fourth day, Samar called again and said, "Come to my house, we will have fun."
The very mention of having fun brought many thoughts to my mind and I was almost about to get lost in them.
Just then Samar's voice came, "What happened, why are you not saying anything? By the way, what do you say, should I come and pick you up?"
For a moment, I was stunned with embarrassment. Then Samar's voice rang out, "Tell me quickly. I'll be back at Krish's in two hours, and I'll take you with me."
"I will come to pick you up by 3:00 in the afternoon, there will be no problem at your home if I come to pick you up?"
I said, "No, there's no problem."
He said, "Okay, then we'll meet at 3 o'clock. I'm hanging up now. I'll call you back at 3."
But before he hung up the phone, I asked him what was going on in my mind, "By the way, did you have any work with Krish?"
"No, love, I don't have any work. Actually, Krish called me to drop him off at the station. He has a train this evening," he told me.
I was shocked to hear Krish was leaving. I wasn't sure how to react, and without thinking, I hung up.
I immediately told my mother, "Mom, I am going to Krish's house for a while to meet him. Maybe he is going back to Bangalore today."
With that, I left without listening to her reply.
Two minutes later, I was at Krish's house. There I saw that Krish's mother was packing things in the kitchen and his father was helping her.
I greeted them and immediately headed for Krish' room. When I reached his room, I saw it was empty, so I called out to him.
In response to which a voice came from the bathroom, "I am taking a bath, wait for two minutes."
I heard the sound and headed for the bathroom. The door was open. Krish was naked and wiping his fluids. Maybe he had just taken a bath.
I could not stop myself after seeing him completely naked and immediately without wasting any time I moved towards him. I went over to him, grabbed him by the waist, and turned him towards me. As he turned, I grabbed his thick, long dick in my hands and, kneeling, began kissing it.
I couldn't hold myself back any longer. It had been almost a week since that night when we'd grown so close.
I did not want to let this opportunity go just like that. Seeing me kissing his hard cock so badly, Krish tried to stop me but looking at me it did not seem that I was going to stop today.
Seeing me wanting his cock so badly, Krish could not resist any more and slowly he stopped resisting.
After a while, I took him by his dick and brought him into the bedroom. I stood him near the bed, pushed him down, and made him lie down completely on the bed. There was no hesitation or shame between us now. All we had was lust for each other, and lots of it.
I threw him onto the bed and quickly climbed on him. Now I was between his legs and his dick was in my hand. I slowly started licking his penis, which made him sigh.
Slowly, I began licking his penis from base to top. Then, I rubbed it against my lips. Meanwhile, I was also caressing it with my hands. When I saw that the veins of his penis were bulging, I started hitting him on my face.
His hard cock felt like a whip across my face. I sighed with excitement as I felt the brutality of his cock.
Now I could not stop myself any longer and immediately started rubbing his penis on my lips, due to which the pre-cum coming out of it made my lips more slippery. As soon as I felt the smoothness on my lips, I opened my mouth and tried to take it in.
"Ohh shit.. man, ahh..." Krish shouted almost moaning.
His dick was hard and thick, so much so that the width of my mouth wasn't enough for him. He needed a little more wider to enter my mouth.
Sensing my failure, Krish yelled, "Come on bitch… Come on you cocksucker.
Wider... Make your mouth even more wider... Ahh! you son of a bitch.
Come on you motherfucker... Just suck it, suck it...Ahh...
Ummmh... "
His moans grew louder with each stroke I made. He couldn't hold back any longer. While spraying he grabbed my head by the hair and with a jerk he pressed my head into his cock and screamed,
"come on bitch take it in your mouth, just take it in...ummmh..."
But because of the precum on my lips, his penis slipped and couldn't go in. My repeated failures were beginning to irritate him. He couldn't take it anymore. He almost sat up, pulled my hair up, and slapped me three or four times across my face. And almost yelled at me "open your mouth motherfucker lemme in."
Saying this, he pressed my mouth with his hands due to which my mouth got twisted with pain. Then he caressed his penis with his other hand and slapped me on my face with it, sometimes on my nose and sometimes on my cheeks. Then he rubbed his dick so hard against my lips and grabbed my hair tightly with both hands. I immediately grabbed his cock in my hands and started stuffing it into my mouth again. Then with a push he raised his buttocks due to which half of his penis entered my mouth.
My lips nearly burst as the cock slid in. My jaws were strangely clenched. I wanted to scream in pain but because the penis was in my mouth I could not make any sound.
"Ummmh...umhh... Haaaah...
ghop...ghop...ghop... umhmm...
Ahhhhm... ghop...ghop...ghop..."
I was squirming in pain, but Krish paid no attention to me, pushing my head down and down towards his cock.
"Ahhh... Umhmm, come on bitch you make it.. you make... Ahhm..." Krish moaned.
With every moan his thrusts were getting faster and faster, my mouth was desperately trying to resist it.
Every stroke of his dick was trying to measure the depth of my mouth. His cock was more than halfway inside my mouth, and Krish was trying to push it deeper in. But I couldn't continue any longer. I tried to free my mouth but failed, my every effort failing against his grip.
My mouth couldn't take it anymore. I immediately started to squirm from the pain and lack of oxygen. My mouth was becoming numb and saliva started flowing from it and dripping onto his penis. Within a short time, the bed near his penis became almost wet with my saliva.
My eyes were now almost red and tears were continuously flowing from them which were flowing down his thighs. Now my body was not able to bear it anymore and I started shaking my hands and legs to get out of his strong grip.
Finally, after about 50 minutes of torture, Krish released me slightly and pulled his hard and solid dick out of my mouth, allowing my breathing to stop. I was lying there almost unconscious when Krish grabbed me by the shoulder and turned me over. I was helpless to do or understand anything. I was still breathing deeply and looking at him. He was now standing and my eyes were glued to his cock, wet and dripping with my spit.
The spit and precum dripping from... it was falling onto my face. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth. Then suddenly, I felt difficulty breathing again, and my eyes nearly popped out in shock and pain.
I started to squirm again from the pain and lack of oxygen, trying to push it away with my hands, but this time I failed again. My body was already nearly paralyzed from the lack of oxygen. I no longer had much strength left in my hands to even move that man with a monster-like dick.
My eyes were now almost closing in unconsciousness, I could only feel the intensity of his dick. At this moment Krish was looking no less than a monster who was just fucking my mouth without thinking... he was fucking me very badly.
At last I heard his satisfied voice, "come on you motherfucker, you made me cum... you made me... just drink it all... Just drink it you sucker
He seemed moaning with joy. As soon as he stopped, his cock spurted a stream of hot semen, filling my mouth completely. My breathing had already slowed down and my throat was choked due to so much semen entering my mouth at once.
I tried to breathe but failed. Suddenly, I coughed, causing the semen trapped in my throat to come out... I lost consciousness and fell unconscious.
Continue in the next chapter...