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89. A NIGHT WITH THE DRIVER


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Hi guys with sweet cocks! I am Vicky (name changed), 21 years old gay, working and living alone in New Delhi. I am in Delhi since three years and have always stayed alone. I have quite interest in reading sexual stuffs, collecting nude pics, watching porn videos, etc. which generally every bachelor does. But along with these I found I arose more thinking of guys, BDSM, master-slave role-plays and dicks. To the real world I am a simple guy who doesn’t display such gay character. But in fantasy I lead a role of a really sick slave gay character who carves for guy’s dicks and wishes to be a slave. For that I also went to chat room and brought before the real slave in me. I even had erotic and role-play chats with ‘masters’ on phones but not more than that. I was always afraid about the consequences and troubles it can bring to me if this identity gets public. But one day I lost control and brought the real face of me without any worry. I would share that experience with you. Rest of this story is in Hindi, because I feel Hindi explanations sounds more erotic and interesting. So here it is enjoy…..

Main dikhne main ek normal ladka hoon. Thoda mota, average height, aankhon par chashma. Par mera physical state normal nahi hai. Mera lund bahut chota hai (4 inches). Aur meri chest main bahut flesh hai jiske wajeh se meri chest ladkiyon ke mamme jaisi dikhti hai. Is baat ke liye mujhe mere classmates aur schoolmates bachpan se chidhate aaye hain. Main apne in maamo ko akele main bahut dabata hoon aur accha mehsoos karta hoon. Baat us raat ki hai jab main apne ek dost ki shaadi se laut raha tha. Raat ko bahut der ho gayee thi aur un dinon bahut thand thi. Mujhe ghar pe akele lautna tha. Maine Kalkaji jahan par shaadi hui thi se apne ghar Rohini ke liye auto rickshaw kiya. Raasta kaafi lamba tha. Auto chalane wala ek jawan aadmi tha jiske baare main main keh nahi sakta ki shaadi shuda hoga ya nahi. Chalte chalte hum dono baatein karne lage. Hum Delhi ke haalaton ke baare main general baatein kar rahe they. Par mere mann main kucch aur chal raha tha. Main soch raha tha ki is aadmi ke saath yadi main master slave ka role play kheloon to kitna maja aaye. Main use bas inhi nigahoon se dekh raha tha. Main soch nahi pa raha tha ki aisa kis tareh karoon. Aur yadi kiya to kisi musibat main na pad jaoon. Akhirkaar mujhe himmat aa gayee. Maine usse poocha “Tum Dilli main akele rehte ho ya pariwaar hai?” Uska naam Rajesh tha. Rajesh bolo “Ji! Main apne bhai ke yahan rehta hoon. Ek saal pehle Dilli aaya hoon”. Maine poocha “Aur tumhari shaadi ho gayee?” Rajesh ne bataya “Nahi abhi nahi hui!” Phir bhagwan jane kahan se mujhe itni himaat aa gayee ki main pooch pada “Mujhe lund choosne ka shauk hai. Main bahut acchi seva karta hoon. Kya tum mujhe apna lund choosne doge. Main tumhe bahut maja doonga. Apni gaand bhi maarne doonga. Aur tum jo kahoge karoonga.” Rajesh achanak se chaunk gaya. Itna seedha padhne likhne wala ladka aisi baat kaise kar raha hai? Ek pal ko to woh kucch bol nahi paaya. Woh samajh nahi paa raha tha ki aisi baat ka kya jawaab de? Phir woh bola “ Arrey bhaisahab! Kaisi baat kar rahe ho? Aap itne padhe likhe ladke, hum auto chalane wale se aisa kaam karna chahate ho?” Uske is jawaab se main sakpaka gaya. Mujhe bahut sharam aaye aur mujhe laga ki maine ek vakya main apni ijjat ki maa chod di!

Phir mujhe laga, ab jab bol hi diya hai to kyun na aur kosish kar ke dekh liya jaaye. Mujhe master slave ki fantacy aaj hakeekat ke itne kareeb dikhayi de rahi thi. Main bol pada “ To kya hua.Yeh mera shauk hai. Mujhe yeh accha lagta hai. Mujhe aise ghulami karne main maja aata hai. Please meri baat maan lo. Main poori raat tumhari ghulami karoonga. Tum jo kahoge main karoonga. Jitna ganda kaam karne ko kahoge main karoonga. Haan kar do main tumhare pair chaatata hoon.” Rajesh ko mann hi mann hansi aa gayee, usne bola “ Ummm…theek hai par yeh karenge kahan? Main to bhaiya ke ghar main rehta hoon?” Maine kaha “Mera ghar hai na. Wahan sirf main rehta hoon. Dekhne karne wala koi nahi. Hum wahan bahut masti karenge. Tum apne bhaiya ko phone kar ke keh do ki tum aaj apne kisi dost ke ghar main ruk rahe ho.” Rajesh meri baat ko maan gaya. Par ab mujhe darr lagne laga. Main use ghar to le jaa raha hoon, par pata nahi who mere saath kya kya kar de? Mujhe badnaam kar diya to? Mera ghar bhi dekh lega! Mujhe blackmail bhi kar sakta hai. Mujhe laga use mujhe yeh baat samjha deni chahiye! Maine usse kaha “Lekin suno! Yeh baat tum kisi ko nahi bataooge. Na mere baare main na aaj raat kya hoga uske baare main. Mere papa Police Department main hain. Agar tumne mujhe badnaam karne ki kosish ki to main ulta tumhe bhi phansa sakta hoon.” Rajesh ghabra gaya “ Nahi Saab! Main kisi ko nahi bataonga.” Mere chehre pe muskurahat aa gayi. Maine kaha “ Theek hai! Aur main ab tumhara saab nahi hoon! Main tumhara naukar hoon! Tum mere maalik ho. Tum jo kahoge main karoonga. Gande se ganda kaam bhi karne ko kahoge main karoonga. Ab se main tumhe ‘Malik’ aur aap keh kar bulaoonga. Aur aap mujhe jitna ganda bol sakte ho bolna. Mujhe who accha lagta hai. Ab yeh game chalu hota hai. Sabse pehle mujhe ek naam dijiye malik!” (Ab se main Rajesh ko malik hi kahoonga.) Malik ne kaha “Raghu?”. Maine kaha “Malik! Mujhe koi ganda gaali jaisa naam dijiye. Yeh to normal naam hai.” Malik bole “Chutiya?” Maine kaha “Malik! Isse bhi ganda! Aap sharmaye nahi. Aap mujhe kucch bhi bologe main kucch nahi kahoonga.”

Malik ne aur naam pooche jaise “Gandu”, “Lund” wagerah wagerah. Unke mujhe aisa bulane main bahut accha lag raha tha. Mere shareer aur mammo main bijali si daud rahi thi. Par main gandagi ki had tak pahunch jana chahata tha. Mujhe laga malik abhi bhi sharam mehsoos kar rahe hain aur soch rahe hain ki main bura na maan jaoon. Mujhe laga mujhe unka yeh sharmana khatam karna hoga. Unhe aur bold banana hoga. Maine bola “Malik yeh naam bhi bahut choti gaaliyan hain! Mujhe koi aisa naam dijiye jaise Randi Kutta ya madarchod ya behanchod ya inhi ke jaisa bura!” Malik ne kaha “Madarchod chalega? Kyun Madarchod?” Ek auto driver labour class aadmi ka mujhe madarchod bolna mujhe bahut accha laga. Main apne mamme dabane laga. Itne main mera ghar aagaya. Maine malik ko auto bahar khade karne ko kehkar unhe andar le aaya. Phir maine unhe apna phone diya aur apne bhaiya ko batane ke liye kaha. Malik ne aisa hi kiya. Ab sab kucch ho chukka tha aur asli ganda aur majedaar khel shuru hona tha!

Maine malik ko bistar par bithaya aur zameen par kud baith gaya. Phir maine malik ke joote utare aur unke pairon ko chatne laga. Unke pairon so badboo aa rahi thi aur who bahut gande bhi thi. Par mujhe unhe chaatne aur soonghne main bahut accha lag raha tha. Maine malik se kaha “Malik aaj raat aap jo kahoge main chupchaap karoonga. Aapki baton ka bilkul mana nahi karoonga. Main aapko har baat main malik kahoonga. Agar main nahi bola to aap meri gaand me bahut maarna. Aur aap mujhe khoob gaaliyan dena. Malik ne kaha “Theek hai Madarchod! Ab pair kya chaat raha hai. Chal khada ho ja aur apne kapde utaar! Chal randi ke bacche!” Malik ne apna pair mere mooh se nikal kar jor se mere gaal pe maara. Main zameen par gir gaya.

Malik ke aise aadesh par main chup chaap khada ho gaya. Aur sir jhuka ke apne kapde utarne laga. Sabse pehle maine apni jeans utari. Main underwear nahi pehanta hoon, so jeans utarte hi mera chota sa par excited lund dikh pada. Malik mere ungli barabar lund ko dekh kar hans pade “Ha! Ha! Abe kutiya! Tera itna sa lund hai? Itna sa lund to suar (pig) ke bacche ka hota hai. Kahin tera baap suar to nahi hai?” Mujhe malik ke mooh se itne gande shabd sunkar bhi bahut accha laga. Main sir jhukaye khada raha. Malik ko gussa aa gaya “Abe behan ke labde! Maine tujhse kucch poocha hai, uska jawab nahi dega? Bol tera baap suar to nahi hai?” Maine kaha “Ji Malik! Hai” Malik yeh sun hans pade “Accha! To teri maa ko jaroor tere padosi chodte honge, tabhi tu paida hua hoga! Chal ab apni yeh shirt utar!” Main chup chaap aadesh ka palan karne laga. Maine apni shirt utari. Kyunki maine baniyaan bhi nahi pehni thi, mere mamme ab malik ke saamne dikhne lage. Main ab upar se neeche poora nanga khada tha. Malik mere mamme dekhkar bole “Abe behanchod! Tere to mamme hain! Woh bhi bilkul randiyon jaise. Tera baap kya teri maa aur behan ke saath tere bhi mamme dabata tha, jo itne bade ho gaye? Chal gandu idhar aa mujhe dikha apne mamme!” Main sir jhukakar malik ke paas khada ho gaya. Malik ne ek haanth mere mamme par rakha. Unhe yeh choo kar bahut accha laga. Unhone mere mamme ko dabana shuru kar diya aur doosra haanth bhi rakh diya. Mere mammon par usdin pehli baar kisi ne haanth rakha tha aur dabaya tha. Mujhe yeh soch kar aur haanth mehsoos karke bahut accha lag raha tha. Malik ne apne honth mere mammo par laaye aur unhe kiss kiya. Who ek mamme ho haant se daba rahe they aur doosre mamme ko jeebh se chaat rahe they. Main wahan kutiya raand ke tareh khada tha.Malik apne mooh se mere mammo ko zor zor se choosne lage. Unhone mere mammo ke nipple ko apne daton se dabakar bahar kheencha. Mujhe isse bahut dard hua par bahut maja bhi aaya. Maalik kareeb dus minutes tak mere mamme chooste rahe. Phir mujhse bole “ Ab bol Madarchod! Tere saath kya karoon?

Maine malik se kaha “Malik! Main aapka kutta hoon. Yeh kutte ka patta lijiye (maine malik ke paas ek kutte ka patta bhadaya) aur ise mere gale main baandh dijiye. Isse main apni aukaat main rahoonga.” Malik ne patta lekar mere gale main baandh diya aur doosra kinara apne haanth main pakad liya. Phir malik ne kaha “Chal mere randi kutiya! Thoda naach kar mujhe mujra dikha!” Maine malik ke aise aadesh par naachna shuru kar diya. Mere poore nange hone aur gale main patte ke hone se waha ka scene bahut hasyaprad lag raha tha. Main apne haanthon se mammo ko daba daba kar naach raha tha. Kabhi apni gaand malik ke taraf karke hilata tha. Kabhi apne mammo ko khud chhosne ki nakaam kosish karke hansata tha.” Saath main malik mujhe Behanchod, Madarchod keh kah hans rahe they.” Maine Malik ko apna mobile phone ka video recorder on karke diya. Malik mere is dance ko camera se record karne lage. Phir malik ne mujhe rukne ko kaha.


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