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I am from West Bengal and what I am writing today is my personal experience regarding getting initiated to sex, both with boys and girls. This happened many years back and these incidents also made my sexuality very clear that is I am bisexual. I remain the same even now. I was very young, just reached puberty and like all boys of this age used to quietly discuss about girls and sex.
At that time there was no internet and we were too scared to even think of looking at cheap porn story books. So, our exposure to all things related to sex was very limited. We were certainly not fully aware of gay sex, just had some vague idea. Then something happened which changed everything for me.
I and some of my friends had gone to a nearby place to watch a football match. While going, we had walked but felt tired to walk back, so hired a couple of cycle rickshaws. Since we did not want to spend much, 3-4 of us climbed on to one rickshaw. The older boys sat on the seats and the younger ones sat on the laps of the elder ones. As luck would have it, one boy Dipu, made himself comfortable on my lap.
No problems so far but as the rickshaw started moving his ass started rubbing on my dick and I started to get an erection. I was wearing knickers and with no underwear inside and therefore was in no position to control the upward movement of my cock. In a matter of few seconds, my cock was directly pressing into Dipu’s ass crack. Though it was an entirely new and exciting feeling, I was very embarrassed and did not know what to do.
I tried to shift his ass on one side but what followed was even more unexpected. Dipu had obviously felt my cock pushing into his ass hole and just looked back at me, gave a very cute and knowing smile and said “ ki korchish? norishna, ami pore jabo” (what are you doing? don’t move, I would fall). He did not move away or shift and was clearly enjoying the ride. As I was holding him around his waist,
I thought of trying my luck a little more and just casually brought my hands down a bit to touch his cock. He was also wearing knickers with nothing underneath; I could clearly feel that his penis was also erect. As I touched him, he pushed himself back further to rest his back on my body and pressed my hands on his cock. Outside it was getting dark and there were not many people on the road, so
I slowly moved my right hand below his shorts and touched his naked cock. This was the first time I was touching anyone so intimately and I loved the feeling. He did not have pubic hair and it was lovely to feel a nice cock in my hand. I enjoyed caressing the balls and the cock and it felt heavenly. Unfortunately we soon reached our place rather quickly and both of us found it difficult to hide our erections.
We had to hold our cocks through the pockets and since it had got dark by then, nobody noticed. Strangely though, we never did anything beyond this. In a small locality we did not get any opportunity to be in a place where we could be alone. We were also perhaps scared of getting caught. However, this incident sowed the first seed of gay sex in me and soon I was to have my first real experience. That happened with our cook, Balaram.
We were a joint family. Balaram was from Orissa. He was in his late 20s, fair, good looking and was always very nice to me. He was married and his wife used to live in Orissa. He used to wear dhoti and would just have a “gamcha” (cotton towel) on his shoulder.
Balaram would normally squat while cooking. His cock and balls though not exposed, used to be very clearly outlined against the thin white dhoti. After the rickshaw incident, I used to steal a glance at his cock whenever I could. I would also watch him when he took his bath as the gamcha offered much better view.
I wanted to see and feel his cock somehow but it was impossible for me to attempt anything for the fear of being caught. Also I was not sure if Balaram was interested in boys like me because I was much younger to him and more than that, he was married. He however had noticed me looking at his cock and sometimes if the other servant was not around would spread his legs a little more for a better view.
I could also notice that his cock would get semi-erect while he did this. This went on for a few days. Usually, after lunch Balaram used to go out for playing cards with his friends and return home before evening to cook dinner. In about a week this changed a bit and he would skip going out sometimes and spend a little more time with me in the afternoons. Normally most of the people at home would be having a nap or taking rest and we could manage to be just the two of us for a couple of hours.
We used to sit on the floor, close to each other so that we can talk softly and not disturb anyone’s sleep. On many occasions our bodies would touch and I could feel a spark running through me. At times while laughing on something funny, I would lean on him and he would for a fleeting second hug me lightly. Even while we talked, my eyes would invariably get attracted to Balaram’s crotch.
His cock would be semi erect and wanted to come out of the dhoti. Both of us were slowly but steadily getting physically attracted to each other but at the same time hesitant to take the first step to become more intimate. I could also feel that he is missing his wife and needs sex but was scared to approach me and I was shy of letting him know that I was more than willing.
One day as we met in the afternoon, I could feel that he was little restless. I asked him “ki hoeche? Aajke eto gambhir aar chupchap keno?”(what’s the matter? Why are you so serious and quiet today?) Balaram replied “ amar bondhura amake niye khoob thatta korche ami tas khelte jaina bole” (my friends are making fun of me because I am not going for playing cards with them”).
I said “ohh tai bujhi!! Tumi ebar theke aar amar sange thakbe na? taas khelte jabe?” (ohh is it so? you want to go and play cards and not spend time with me?) Balaram asked me “ tumi ki chao?” (what do you want). I replied “ ami to chai tumi na jao, amar kache thako” (I want you to stay with me and not go out). “Keno” (why?) Balaram asked. I did not hesitate, looked at his eyes and told him “tomake amar bhalo lage, tai tomar kache thakte khoob bhalo lage” (I like you, so I also Like very much to be with you).
Balaram did not say anything but placed his hand around me and pulled me a little bit towards him. It was clear to me that he was very nervous and not sure if he could proceed further because he would get fired if I complained. I realized that I needed to put him at ease and I cuddled more into him and asked “
Balaram, amake tomar bhalo lagena?” (don’t you like me?). Balaram could not hold himself any longer and held me in a tight embrace, kissed my cheek and said “tomake amaro khub bhalo lage khokababu” (I also like you a lot). I was melting in his embrace, felt a bit dizzy and weak in the knees. The smell of his body was very intoxicating and was having such impact on me which I could never have imagined before.
I also held him tightly and felt his body heat on me. Slowly he started kissing and caressing me and I started getting goose bumps all over my body. Balaram did not kiss me deep in my mouth ( I was also not aware of French kissing then)but his every touch and kiss was taking me to levels of pleasure unknown to me.
This was the first time I was being kissed and caressed and I loved every bit of it. I realized that this was the best time to break the barrier completely, so I lifted my face, kissed him back, held my face against his and without any further hesitation put my hands on his cock. Our eyes met and we looked at each other differently for the first time. I was desperate to feel him and quickly put my hand inside his dhoti. Ohhhh!
What a feeling it was!! Balaram helped me to pull his lovely cock out of his dhoti and I could see him for the first time. I was thrilled and my heart was beating at twice the speed. After all these days, my dream of touching him has come true. His was a beautiful cock, about 5 inches, uncut and moderately thick and it was becoming hard by the second in my hand. The tip of his cock was a bit wet and as
I held it, the lovely pink colored head was trying to come out of the foreskin. Dipu’s cock was obviously much smaller and this was the first time I was seeing and touching a mature cock. I could not take my eyes away from it and marveled at it’s pristine beauty. Balaram’s hands were roaming all over my back and when they reached my buttocks he squeezed them. I wanted to remain in his arms for as long as
I could but I knew how risky it was since the door of the room was open and anyone could walk in. I had to therefore, force myself out of his loving embrace, leave his now throbbing cock and move a little away from him. Balaram was surprised and had a pained look in his eyes. I also felt bad but was sure of what I was doing. I whispered that I have to look for some books in a box that is in the store room in the roof and I need his help.
His eyes sparkled again and he understood and immediately agreed.The house we were living in was double storied with one small room over the stairs in the roof. It was used as store and nobody normally went there. It was therefore most unlikely that anyone would come there in the afternoon. Balaram and I tiptoed over the stairs, reached the room and closed it from inside.
Both of us were finding it difficult to breathe, not from the effort of climbing stairs but from the excitement of what was to happen. Now there was no hesitation and we hungrily embraced each other. I could feel his fully enraged cock against me and my erection was pressing into him. He was massaging my bums and I was trying to get his cock in my hand again. After a few minutes of caressing
Balaram kissed me near my ears and whispered “ khokababu, tomar ato sundar aar naram pond amake marte debe?” (you have lovely soft ass. will u let me fuck you?). I pressed his cock even more tightly in my hand and replied “Nishchoi debo. Kintu tomar barata besh boro aar mota, lagbena to?” (certainly but your cock is big, I hope you will not hurt me).
He assure me by saying “ ami khub aste aste korbo, jate tomar na lage” (I shall do it very slowly so that you don’t feel any pain). He then undressed me and became naked himself. I fell in love with his cock even more when I saw him fully naked. Because of my constant caressing and pressing, his cock had become very wet at the tip and I loved its smell.
Since there was no place to lie down, he turned me around gently and asked me to hold on to a box. After that Balaram spread my ass cheeks apart and started rubbing the wet tip of his cock on my hole. Simultaneously, he embraced me from the back and cupped my balls and cock. I have no words to express the feeling, it was awesome and I loved every bit of what was happening to me.
I could not imagine that someone else’s touch on my body and cock can give such pleasure. My body was getting warm and I kept leaning on Balaram more and more as I was finding it difficult to stand. My anus was in the meantime fully lubricated and Balaram also knew that I was ready. He slowly started pushing his cock head into me. Surprisingly, I did not feel much pain and pushed back at him.
After a few such pushing back and forth, I could suddenly feel myself full in my ass and realized that I have lost my virginity. Balaram was very considerate, asked me if I was Ok and when I said that I am loving it, he started to slowly move his cock in and out of my ass hole. By now he was oozing so much cum that his cock was sliding easily in and out of me and both of us picked up a nice rhythm. The room was very small and a lovely smell of sex filled it up.
All this while, he kept on shagging me and the excitement was too much for me and I ejaculated like never before in his hand. He was perhaps not expecting this and instinctively moved back a bit. His cock came out of me and I thought he is also finished. He picked up his gamcha to wipe my cum from his hand and fingers. Suddenly I felt very shy and picked up my knickers to put it on.
I had my back towards him, could feel him standing very close to me. Balaram, in a choked voice called me “khokababu!!” I could sense something was wrong and immediately turned around and looked at him. Even after so many years I can still remember the sadness I saw in his eyes. He was trying to say something but could not manage to utter a single word. Then it hit me like a lightning.
I looked at his cock, it was still as hard as before with percum leaking profusely from the tip. I realized what an idiot I have been, left my knickers and embraced him with all my might. Without looking at him, I said “balaram, amake map kore dao, ami bujhte parini, pratham bar to tai. tumi abar amar bhetore eso. maner sukhe amar pond maro” (I am sorry Balaram, I did not understand , this was my first time.
Please fuck me to your heart’s content). He gave me a beautiful smile and hugged and kissed me. I turned around again and pulled him by his cock and placed it in my hole. He needed no further invitation and this time went fully inside me in a single stroke. In no time we found our rhythm back and he started saying words in oriya which I did not understand. (He later explained that they were love words).
I leaned back on to him and he kept on thrusting me. I was in ecstasy, my eyes were closed and I felt that no pleasure can be better than this. Balaram was in the meanwhile fucking me harder and making grunting noises. I could guess he was not going to take long to cum and when I found that his embrace was so hard that it was almost crushing me, I pushed into him with as much force I could.
He let out a strong moan and I could feel his semen completely flooding my rectum. He did not let his embrace become loose though and I also did not want to miss the touch of his body and we held on to each other tenderly. We did not speak a word but the bond that was established between us was palpable and we both felt it deep within us. Slowly our breathing became normal, he took out his cock from my ass hole and his cum came out and trickled down on my legs.
He quickly took his gamcha and cleaned me up very gently and when he was about to wipe his own cock, I simply took the gamcha from his hand and lovingly cleaned him. Both of us put on our clothes, me my knicker and vest and Balaram his dhoti. I was about to open the door but he stopped me, took me in my arms, kissed me and softly said in my ears “ khokababu, aaj theke tumi amar hole” (form today, you are mine).
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