FabGuys.com forum: Unexpected encounter at a wedding

By *ditya2020 OP Man
2 weeks ago

croydon

As I sat in my London flat, planning my annual trip to India, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nostalgia. This year, my best friend Akshay had invited me to join him for a wedding in Delhi—a perfect opportunity to combine my annual visit with a chance to experience the big Indian wedding. Indian weddings are long affairs, most spread over five days, with a series of ceremonies. People ...and I mean rich people like to have elaborate ceremonies which is a lot about flaunting wealth but also an opportunity for families and relatives and friends spread out across the globe to come together for a few days.

Akshay and I had been close since college, but our lives had taken us to different cities—me to London and him to Delhi. Despite the distance, we’d stayed in touch, though there were parts of my life we’d never openly discussed. I suspected Akshay had a hint about me liking guys, but it was something we’d never talked about explicitly.

The wedding was for his friend Ahan, whom I had never met before. Akshay had insisted I join in as I was in India only for 2 weeks and this would be a perfect opportunity to spend some time together before my trip back.

I booked my flight from London to Delhi, looking forward to the long journey ahead. As the plane took off, I felt a sense of relief wash over me, leaving the chill of London behind for the warmth of India.

When I landed in Delhi, the city greeted me with its familiar chaos—honking cars, bustling crowds, and the scent of spices lingering in the air. While I love London...the buzz and energy of India always makes me smile. I felt alive. Akshay had arranged for a cab to take me directly to the wedding venue, a sprawling estate on the outskirts of the city where close friends and family were staying. The Haldi - turmeric ceremony was about to begin, though we were waiting for the bride to arrive before the formal start.

As I stepped out of the car, I was struck by the sight of marigold garlands draped over every surface, their vibrant yellow hues glowing against the afternoon sun. The air was thick with music and laughter, and I could hear the faint beats of a dhol echoing through the courtyard. I hadn’t had time to freshen up after my flight, and as I stepped out of the car, I felt aware of my rumpled shirt and travel-worn appearance....but then I wasn't the groom, so.it didn't matter.

Guests dressed in shades of yellow milled about, chatting and laughing as they awaited the bride’s arrival. I stood at the edge of the crowd, taking it all in—the colors, the energy, the joy. And then my eyes fell on him.

The groom, Ahan, was seated under a canopy adorned with flowers. I had seen Ahan in Facebook pics shared by Akshay, but here he looked different....sexy. He wore a simple yellow kurta that clung to his toned frame, its fabric catching the sunlight like liquid gold. His dark hair was slightly tousled,a sexy groomed stubble framing his sharp jawline and high cheekbones perfectly. But it was his eyes that held me captive—almond-shaped and warm, sparkling with laughter as he spoke to someone beside him.

He was stunning in a way that caught me completely off guard. I hadn’t expected this—a man so strikingly beautiful and I have seen beauty in London.

I knew it was wrong to stare—social etiquette dictated that much—but sometimes your brain does impulsive things without consulting your better judgment. My gaze lingered longer than it should have as I tried to make sense of why this stranger had such an effect on me.

As if sensing my gaze on him across the courtyard, Ahan turned his head slightly. Our eyes met for what felt like an eternity but couldn’t have been more than a few seconds. His expression shifted subtly—casual at first as though he were simply scanning his surroundings—but then there was something else: curiosity.

His laughter faded into a small smile as he held my gaze just a beat longer than necessary before turning back to his conversation. My heart raced at that moment—a mix of embarrassment at being caught staring and something else entirely… intrigue.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder followed by arms wrapping around me from behind in a warm embrace. Only Akshay would do that.

“Finally! You made it!” he exclaimed as I turned around to see his wide smile. His energy was infectious; even after all these years as best friends, his enthusiasm never failed to lift my mood.

I hugged him back tightly before pulling away with a grin. “Akshay! You really didn’t exaggerate about this wedding—wow man ...these guys have money. are you sure it's ok for me to be here?"

" Don't be silly Adi, Ahan knows you are invited."

He laughed heartily. “You haven’t seen anything yet! This is just day one. Wait until tonight when things really kick off.”

" shouldn't we go and say hello to Ahan?" I asked.

He looked over at Ahan and as I turned to look , I saw Ahan look at us.Akshay lifted his hands and in sign language indicated whether we could go to him. Ahan beckoned us over.

We walked over to Ahan and I extended my hand for a handshake. Ahan smiled and pulled me in to a hug. That first touch...electric. Now, at these close quarters I could feast my eyes on him. His broad shoulders stretched against the fabric effortlessly, hinting at muscular arms beneath. The neckline dipped slightly lower than usual—a detail that drew my attention immediately—revealing just a glimpse of chest hair peeking out from underneath.Anybody who knows me knows I have a "hairy body" fetish.

, the smooth guys not for me. His firm pecs pushed subtly against the soft material with nipples slightly pointed from either the breeze or perhaps his own excitement about the day ahead.

It all felt so innocent that I wondered whether Ahan's first gaze was my imagination. Maybe I was reading too much into it. This man is getting married.Why would he show interest in me ? .....or would he ?

" So happy you could make it." Ahan said.

" Thank you for the invitation. This is awesome." I said.

" Hope you like your room. I am sure we will find some time to have a chat.", he said with a smile.

" I know you are busy but would luv that", I said.

We heard Ahan' s name being called and he touched me on my arm with a gentle squeeze and looked directly at me ....a nano second and then turned and left.

No, I did not imagine that gaze.

" Come on , let's get you to your room. You can freshen up and join, as the ceremony will start soon", Akshay pulled my arm and let me to the room.

I felt a gaze on my back and I gave one look back at Ahan and saw him looking at me for a brief second before diverting his eyes and with a smile I followed Akshay.

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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2 weeks ago

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By *uck-Me-Hard-ScotlandMan
2 weeks ago

Barnhill (outside Dundee)

Lovely lovely writing

And no need to ask us if we want more. Particularly as you have taken the time to write such a long opening background

Take it from me, those who want to read more will. Those who don't will bail. Some might also bail with bad grace.

GO for it.

In your own time.

People don't realise how long these things take to bang out (to coin a phrase!). Talking of banging........ why am I hoping the groom-to-be is a demanding Top and why am I already muttering 'lucky bitch' towards his intended? (the woman I mean)

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
2 weeks ago

croydon

Akshay led me to my room, a cozy guest space on the ground floor. The room was simple yet elegant, with a plush bed and a few antique touches. The bathroom was spacious, with marble tiles, a rain shower, and enough room to feel luxurious without being overwhelming.

As soon as we entered, Akshay threw himself onto the bed, lying back with his arms folded behind his head. He watched me as I glanced around the room, taking in the details. "Not bad, huh?" he teased, his grin widening as he caught my eye.

It had been two years since we last saw each other, and he wasted no time diving into playful banter. "Wow, you've really filled out," he said with a chuckle, eyeing me up and down. "Remember when you were as skinny as a stick? Spending a lot of time at the gym, I see" I laughed and rolled my eyes and pulled my t-shirt over my head which was soaked with sweat in the Delhi summer heat. I could feel his eyes on me.

I chuckled as I leaned against the wall. "It's nothing crazy," I replied casually. "Just trying to stay fit." I couldn't help but think that it was a lot of effort for me, unlike Akshay, who seemed naturally well-built. His physique was likely influenced by his genes, which made it easier for him to maintain a fit appearance without as much struggle.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, waving his hand dismissively but still grinning. "You look good though—better than before. " " Fuck off" I said and walked towards the bathroom. "By the way Ahan is so fucking sexy.. man", I said and winked at him. " You are crazy, he is one of the most straight guys , I have ever met", he says. ".

The conversation naturally shifted from workouts to my personal life. "So," Akshay said, his tone playful but curious now, "what's the deal? Men? Women? Anyone special?" He tilted his head slightly as he asked, his smile mischievous yet genuine.

I smirked and shot back with a laugh of my own. "Why this sudden interest in my sexuality? Tell me about your latest conquest instead."

Akshay laughed heartily and shook his head. "Ah, trying to deflect, are we?" he teased. As I looked at him, I realised he was undeniably handsome—not in the traditional chiselled cheekbones sense, but fit and confident in his body , with an easy charm that made him a favorite among women ...and men I would think.

"Well," he began with a mischievous grin, "there was someone... but I’ll save the details for later. You know how it is—people come and go . It's difficult to find someone at your same wavelength."

" Tell me about it.", I joked light heartedly.

But then his expression softened slightly as he circled back to me. "No seriously," he said more earnestly now. "Tell me about the men in your life. I’m curious." It wasn’t just playful teasing anymore—it felt genuine. He’d never shown this kind of interest before in my relationships or sexuality beyond our usual jokes.

I hesitated for a moment, glancing toward the bathroom door as if it offered an escape from his questions. This was uncharted territory for us—our jokes about relationships had always been lighthearted and surface-level. But now there was an openness in his gaze that made me feel like he genuinely wanted to know more about my world.

"You’ve got the best of both worlds," he added with a laugh, referencing one of our old jokes about my sexuality. I smirked but didn’t respond immediately. Akshay had never really understood the nuances of my world—or what two men could share together—but there was no judgment in his voice now, only curiosity wrapped in familiarity.

"I’ll tell you after I shower," I said finally, deflecting with a grin as I grabbed my bag and headed toward the spacious bathroom.

Akshay’s laughter followed me as he called out playfully, "Don’t take too long—we’ve got a ceremony to attend."

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By *udedareMan
2 weeks ago

dundee

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By *ade60Man
2 weeks ago

Workington

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2 weeks ago

Pewsey

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2 weeks ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

notts

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Now the scene is set I can’t wait to hear what’s next.

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
1 week ago

croydon

As I stood under the cascade of warm water, my thoughts drifted back to Ahan, his presence vivid and consuming. Akshay's questions about the men in London had planted seeds of curiosity in my mind, but they were quickly overshadowed by the memory of Ahan—the way he looked at me, the way his touch lingered longer than necessary.

I could see him clearly now, his broad back rippling with muscles as he hugged me. The way his kurta stretched across his frame, sent a shiver down my spine. His woody perfume seemed to fill the air around me, intoxicating and grounding all at once.

My hands began to move instinctively, exploring my own body as I imagined his. I ran my palms over my chest, pinching my nipples lightly, feeling the sparks of pleasure ripple through me. I began to tease my nipples slowly, letting my fingertips trace gentle circles around them. I pinched them lightly at first, savoring the electric sensation that rippled through me. Gradually, I increased the pressure, rolling each nipple between my thumb and index finger, alternating between soft and firm touches.My fingers traced down the curve of my torso, lingering for a moment before finding their way to my cock. Slowly, I pulled back the foreskin, teasing the sensitive glans with deliberate strokes that sent waves of sensation coursing through me. I imagined his chest hair, thick and dark, peeking out from the neckline of his kurta, adding an irresistible ruggedness to his charm. The way it framed his chest—soft yet masculine—was alluring, a detail that seemed to invite touch. The woody scent of his perfume mingled with the image in my mind, grounding me in the fantasy.

The thought of Ahan’s muscular back—his strength and confidence—only heightened my desire. I imagined his hands on me, rough yet tender, as I played with myself, tickling my glans and rolling my balls gently between my fingers. Then there were his eyes—dark, intense with a magnetic pull, drawing me deeper into the fantasy. His smile, wide and genuine, crinkled the corners of his eyes in a way that felt utterly disarming. It was the kind of smile that could light up a room and make you feel like the only person in it. Every movement of my hand on my engorged cock was fueled by the vivid image of him standing before me, his million-dollar smile lighting up his face and his gaze locked onto mine. The fantasy consumed me entirely, leaving no room for anything else but him.

I closed my eyes, letting the steam envelop me as I imagined his erect nipples brushing against me, his presence so vivid it felt almost tangible.

The water mixed with the heat building inside me, and I surrendered to the fantasy—his touch, his scent, his gaze—all consuming me in this private moment. My breaths quickened as I lost myself in the sensations, every stroke fueled by the vivid image of Ahan standing before me. I imagined him standing behind me, his broad chest pressing against my back, his strong hands exploring me with a mix of roughness and tenderness. The thought of his lips brushing against my neck as he whispered something only for me made my erection twitch. My strokes quickened as I played with my balls, imagining they were his hands instead of mine—firm yet gentle, knowing exactly how to drive me wild.My body tensed as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak, and with one final stroke, I surrendered to the orgasmic release.

The water washed over me as I leaned against the wall for support, breathless and spent. My mind still swirled with images of Ahan—his strength, his warmth, his smile—and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like if this fantasy ever became reality.

I turned off the shower, feeling a mix of confusion and intrigue, and stepped out into the cool air, my thoughts still swirling around Ahan and Akshay's curious questions.

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By *PS2365Man
1 week ago

Manchester/ spain.

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

Aylsham

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
1 week ago

croydon

After finishing my shower, I carefully selected a bright yellow kurta, adhering to the vibrant dress code for the haldi ceremony. The color seemed fitting for the joyous occasion, and I felt a sense of excitement as I dressed. With a final check in the mirror, I headed out to meet Akshay at the venue.

Upon arrival, I spotted Akshay amidst the bustling crowd. He waved me over, and I made my way through the throngs of people. The air was filled with laughter and the scent of turmeric, setting the mood for the celebration. Akshay greeted me with a warm smile and led me to where the bride and groomwere seated. A long queue of people waited patiently to apply turmeric to the couple, a traditional ritual meant to cleanse and bless them before their union.

We joined the queue, chatting with the others as we waited for our turn. When it was finally my turn, I took a small amount of turmeric paste and approached the couple. Ahan looked up at me, flashing his signature smile accompanied by a playful wink. I glanced around, wondering if anyone else had noticed, but everyone was engrossed in the festivities.

I took a bit of turmeric and gently applied it to the bride's face, wishing her all the best for her future. Then, I turned to Ahan. He lifted his face, and I bent down to apply the turmeric. As our eyes met, there was an undeniable spark. As I touched his face, the connection was electric, and for a moment, it felt as though the world around us had melted away. His gaze held a warmth and intensity that left me breathless.

After finishing with Ahan, I stepped back into the crowd as others continued their blessings. Soon after, Akshay left to run errands while I decided to head back to my room to relax. Feeling drained from all the excitement of the day, I lay down on my bed intending just to rest for a bit. However, before I knew it, the long journey to Delhi took its toll on me and I dozed off.

When I opened my eyes again, it was 11:30 PM. The room was quiet now except for faint sounds from outside. Feeling refreshed but restless at once, I decided to go upstairs to the terrace to get some fresh air.

The terrace seemed empty—or so I thought—as I gazed across distant city lights sparkling below. Then came a faint cough followed by a familiar voice breaking the silence:

"Enjoyed the ceremony?"

I turned around slightly startled and realized it was Ahan standing nearby with an unmistakable smile lighting his face. He walked towards me and stood side by side watching teg city below.

“So you’ve been in London for a long time?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied casually. “About ten years.”

“And you like it?” he continued.

“Yes,” I said with a small laugh. “I love London—it gives me privacy and freedom… no pressure about marriage.”

He chuckled at that and nodded knowingly before adding with an amused tone: “So… I hear you like men and women.”

I felt a sharp intake of breath before replying honestly: “Yes… but nowadays it’s more men.” I decided to have a word with that jerk Akshay when I saw him next.

“Anyone special?” he asked curiously.

“No,” I said simply before turning it back on him with a smile. “I assume you like men and women too?”

He grinned mischievously and replied smoothly: “Yes… but I’m partial to sexy men from London.”

I laughed at his boldness as we stood side by side at the railing of the terrace under the quiet night sky.

“I’ve spent only a day in Delhi,” I said after a moment’s pause, “and boy—everywhere you look it’s sexy guys! And I hear it’s very open here now… easy to meet people.”

Ahan chuckled softly but shook his head slightly. “Yes,” he said thoughtfully, “but then again you have to be discreet… so don’t really meet many guys here.”

“Really?” I asked curiously.

“Generally when I’m at work in Bangalore is where I get more chances,” he admitted casually.

The conversation hung between us as we both leaned against the railing again under the stars—an unspoken tension lingering in every glance exchanged between us.

Then suddenly, Ahan placed his hand on mine—a deliberate yet gentle gesture that sent shivers down my spine. The warmth of his touch lingered as if igniting something within me that had been simmering all evening. Without thinking too much about what might come next, I turned toward him instinctively.

Our eyes locked once more before I leaned in slowly—hesitant at first—pressing my lips lightly against his to gauge his reaction. He leaned into me with urgency that matched my own growing desire.

The kiss deepened quickly as our lips moved together in perfect rhythm—wet and passionate—exploring each other with unrestrained hunger. My teeth gently nibbled on his lower lip before his tongue slid forward to meet mine in a dance that left us both breathless yet craving more.

Our bodies pressed closer together until there was no space left between us—his arms wrapping around me firmly while mine found their way around his neck instinctively pulling him closer still. It felt as though we had merged into one entity—our breaths mingling—our hearts pounding in sync—as if nothing else existed beyond this moment.

There was an urgency in our kiss now—a hunger that couldn’t be ignored or denied—and then I felt it: his hardness pressing against mine through our clothes. The sensation sent shockwaves through my body as my own arousal mirrored his intensity. It wasn’t just physical; it was raw emotion blending with lust.

His hips shifted slightly against mine as our bodies aligned perfectly together, creating friction that only heightened our need for each other. Our tongues entwined passionately while soft moans escaped between kisses—each one deeper than before—as if we were trying to pour everything we felt into this one perfect moment.

Breaking away from his lips momentarily but not from him entirely—I moved lower toward his neck letting my tongue trace soft circles along its curve before nibbling lightly on his Adam’s apple—a move that hot deep moans from him heightening the passion.

As I continued to nibble at his neck, my hands moved from his back, tracing the contours of his muscles beneath his shirt. My fingers danced along his spine, feeling each muscle ripple beneath my touch as I moved lower, my palms grazing over his hips before coming to rest on his buttocks and with a jerk, I pulled him closer. The moment felt charged with anticipation, and I could sense his body responding to mine—every touch igniting a fire that seemed to grow with each passing moment.

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By *islimsxguyMan
1 week ago

Chadwell Heath

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Same here, am looking forward to the next part!

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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1 week ago

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By *ornygayguy33Man
1 week ago

Wokingham

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By *udedareMan
1 week ago

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By *rdiscreet327Man
7 days ago

notts

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By *aturesub9Man
7 days ago

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I'm loving this story. So well written and the way you build up the sexual tension with your words is electrifying. I'm sure you do that in your sexual relations also and it makes you a popular partner.

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
7 days ago

croydon

As I broke off the kiss, I looked into Ahan's eyes, my voice barely above a whisper. "Ahan, are you okay with this?" I asked, seeking reassurance.

Ahan's hands gently cupped my head, his fingers intertwining with my hair as he drew me closer. His eyes locked onto mine, filled with a deep longing. "Since our eyes met this morning," he said, his voice low and husky, "I had wanted to do this."

A smile spread across my face, and I felt a surge of excitement. I leaned in again, my lips meeting his with an even bigger intensity. It was as though I wanted to swallow him whole.

The kiss deepened, our lips moving in perfect harmony. The air was charged with electricity, and I could feel the heat radiating from our bodies.

As we broke apart for a moment to catch our breath, Ahan's eyes sparkled with desire. He pulled me closer once more, his lips tracing the outline of my ear. "I had been waiting for this moment," he whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight as we stood there on the terrace, the night sky twinkling above us.

Breaking off the kiss once more, I whispered, "Let's go down to my room." Ahan nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving mine.

We walked downstairs keeping an eye out for prying eyes.As we reached my room, I pushed the door open, inviting Ahan in.

As soon as the door shut, I pushed him against the wall, my lips tracing the contours of his neck. The soft moan that escaped his lips only fueled my desire. I kissed his neck, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down my spine. Ahan's hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer as he tilted his head, giving me full access to the sensitive skin of his neck. As I showered his neck with kisses, his moans increased and I placed one of my palms on his mouth to muffle the moans and continued kissing and licking his neck alternately.

I guided him toward the bed and moved on top. My hands cradled his head as I kissed him deeply again—this time nibbling on his underlip and prodding his mouth with my tongue until he parted his lips. When our tongues met, I caught the faint whiff of alcohol on his breath. Strangely enough, kissing him with that alcohol breath drove me wild.

I left his mouth and moved down to his neck, showering it with kisses before gently licking the underside of his ears. A soft moan escaped his lips—low and raw. The pressure of my kisses increased as did the tempo of his moans. For some reason, over the years whenever I have a guy moaning in bed it is a major turn-on for me.

The more he moaned beneath me, the more I wanted to take control.I began nibbling on his neck while letting my tongue glide over his skin in slow circles. Each movement made him moan louder and arch his back instinctively, pressing himself harder against me. His body seemed to melt into mine as he pushed himself closer with every sound he made—his need matching mine in intensity.

By now I had a full hardon pressing against him—and I could feel his grinding against mine in return. The heat between us was undeniable; every movement heightened our connection and made it impossible to hold back any longer.

Unable to resist any longer, I reached for his kurta and slowly pulled it over his head. The first glimpse of his torso took my breath away—it was everything I had imagined and more. His chest was broad and well-defined with sculpted pecs with a light dusting of hair spread across his chest and surrounding each nipple. Nipples are my fetish and my triggers. Perky nipples on well defined hairy pecs are such a turn on.

I paused for a few seconds just to admire him—my eyes drinking in every detail as they traveled from top to bottom while he watched me intently. His belly button sat perfectly at the center of his toned abdomen—a subtle dip that led to a trail of dark hair starting just below it and running downward in an enticing line toward the waistband of his kurta trousers.

As I took it all in—the raw masculinity of his body combined with how he looked at me made my heart race faster than ever before.

Unable to hold back any longer, I pushed him down onto the bed and leaned over him. My mouth found its way to one nipple as I circled it slowly with my tongue while pinching the other between my fingers. A loud moan escaped him—a sound so primal it sent heat rushing through me like wildfire.

I lightly bit down on his nipple until I felt him tense beneath me before releasing it gently and soothing it with long strokes from my tongue. He was loving every second of it—his body responding instinctively to every touch as if begging for more.

The faint scent of sweat wafted up from him—a musky aroma coming from beneath his arms—and it drove me wild with desire. Armpits were another fetish of mine—especially sweaty hairy ones—and it wasn’t wrong what they said about pheromones being an irresistible turn-on.

I licked at his nipple one last time before raising one arm above his head and trailing kisses along its path until I reached his armpit. He writhed beneath me in pleasure as I pinned his arm down firmly against the bed and buried my face into that intoxicating space between muscle and skin. My tongue explored fervently—licking every inch while savoring both taste and scent—as moans spilled freely from him like music to my ears.

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By *unwithuMan
7 days ago

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By *PS2365Man
7 days ago

Manchester/ spain.

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By *ature boyMan
7 days ago

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By *reyunMan
7 days ago

Perth

Wonderful. So erotic.

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By *iscreetguy69Man
7 days ago

Castle Donington

Beautifully crafted story.... thank you!

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By *oy2017Man
7 days ago

Frome

Such incredible writing. It is so expressive with every slight turn of the word to pull one into the narrative completely. It is dramatic without being aggressive. Well done and a large thankyou for entertaining us all. I, like all the others above this comment, am waiting for the next installment with anticipation. Thank you.

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By *rankerMan
7 days ago

Cambridge

Oh yes. Love the moans of ecstasy

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By *ornygayguy33Man
7 days ago

Wokingham

Can’t wait to hear more

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By *itom87Man
7 days ago

Wigan

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
7 days ago

croydon

I lift my head from his armpit, grinning as I catch the dazed, blissed-out look on his face.

Me: “You look like you’re in another world right now.”

Ahan: (laughs, breathless) “I think I am. Whatever you’re doing, don’t even think about stopping.”

I smirk, letting my eyes wander over his chest. His nipples are small and dark, standing out against his warm skin. They’re perfectly round, with a slight swell, and surrounded by a faint dusting of soft hair. I lean in, flicking my tongue over one, feeling it pebble even more under my touch, then gently nip at it. He shivers, letting out a low, helpless sound.

Ahan: “God, you know exactly how to drive me crazy.”

Me: “I haven’t even started yet.”

I trail kisses across his chest, moving to the other nipple, giving it the same slow, teasing attention. I let my tongue circle the sensitive tip, then suck gently, feeling him arch up into my mouth. I keep his hands pinned above his head, and he’s completely at my mercy.

Ahan: (whispers) “You’re evil, you know that?”

Me: (grinning) “You love it.”

When I’ve had my fun there, I start kissing my way down, following the faint line of hair that starts just below his chest and thickens as it heads toward his belly button. His navel is deep and I swirl my tongue inside, feeling him tense up and gasp. Not many guys realise how erogenous the navel area is. Gentle tongue flicks in and around the navel will make a guy gasp in pleasure.

believe me ...tried and tested.

Ahan: “You’re making it impossible to think straight.”

Me: “That’s the idea.”

The hair below his belly button forms a neat, tempting trail that leads straight down, and I follow it with my fingers, tracing the path slowly.

My hand slides down to the waistband of his kurta bottom. He’s rock hard, straining against the fabric, and I press my palm against him, feeling the heat and the way he twitches under my touch. I keep my mouth at his belly button, teasing him with slow circles, while my fingers drift lower.

He groans, hips lifting, clearly wanting more.

Ahan: “Adi, please…”

Me: “Patience. I want to enjoy this.”

I drag my tongue in a slow line from his navel down along that trail of hair, then blow gently, watching goosebumps rise on his skin.

I slide down and tug his kurta bottom lower, leaving his underwear on. The front is already damp, the fabric clinging to him, and I can see the shape of him, thick and eager, the tip just peeking out from the waistband. I flick my tongue over it, tasting him through the fabric, and he bucks up, breathless.

Ahan: (voice shaky) “You’re killing me here.”

Me: (teasing) “You can handle it.”

I keep teasing, circling the head through the cloth, my fingers still playing with his nipples, feeling them hard and sensitive beneath my touch. He moans, voice rough: “Adi… fuck, I’m so close.”

Me: “Not yet, Ahan. The night is young” and I lick the drop of precum of his straining erection.

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By *ow22Man
7 days ago

Pwllheli

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By *ycracyclistMan
6 days ago

St. Helens

Great writing

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By *udedareMan
6 days ago

dundee

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By *amesdickMan
5 days ago

Chorley

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By *itom87Man
5 days ago

Wigan

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By *orfyMan
5 days ago

Aylsham

Such powerful writing, loving it

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
5 days ago

croydon

The way he filled those snug white briefs was mind blowing, broad shoulders tapering down to a lean waist, his chest and stomach dusted with a natural trail of dark hair that led downward, inviting my touch.

I paused, raising myself just enough to take in the full view, admiring this perfect male specimen before me—every line, every curve, every detail etched into my memory. I could see his eyes on me waiting in anticipation for my next reaction. I let my fingers wander, tracing the soft line from his chest, over his abs, and down to the waistband. He shivered, letting out a nervous, excited laugh.

“Are you always this gentle?” he asked, voice husky.

“Only when I want to savor every second,” I replied, my lips brushing against his skin.

He propped himself up on his elbows, watching me with wide, eager eyes. His thighs were strong and sculpted, the muscles flexing beneath a fine layer of soft, dark hair that caught the light with every subtle movement. His legs shifted restlessly as I pressed slow kisses along his waistband, teasing him, letting anticipation build. The scent of his skin—freshly anointed with turmeric-clean, warm, and earthy—filled the space between us.

I slipped my hands beneath his hips, lifting him slightly, and with a playful grin, I tugged at the elastic with my teeth. It was awkward, but the way he gasped and arched his back made it worth every effort. The briefs slid down, revealing him fully—his cock thick and heavy, the shaft long and veined, crowned with a smooth, uncut head that peeked from beneath the foreskin. A lush, natural bush framed him, the dark curls contrasting beautifully with his skin. He lay before me, both confident and vulnerable in this moment.

I wrapped my hand around him, feeling the heat and weight, slowly drawing back his foreskin to expose the sensitive head. The musky, masculine scent was intoxicating. I paused, looking up at him, watching his chest rise and fall, his lips parted in anticipation. I could see he wanted to say something but did not want to break this moment.

I leaned in and ran my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, savoring the taste, circling the head with slow, deliberate strokes. He groaned, his hand finding the back of my head, fingers threading through my hair. I took my time, exploring every inch with my mouth and tongue, feeling him twitch and sigh beneath my touch.

His hips began to move with me, seeking more, and I let him slip deeper into my mouth, relaxing my throat as I took him in. He moaned, louder now, his body arching, his thighs tensing. I moved my hand lower, gently caressing his balls, rolling them softly between my fingers as I continued to work him with my mouth.

“God, Adi…” he breathed, voice trembling.

Sensing how close he was, I slowed my pace, applying gentle pressure at the base of his cock, wanting to draw out the moment. I let him slip from my mouth, my lips and tongue lingering on his sensitive skin, trailing kisses along his length and up his stomach as I looked up and met his eyes.

Then, shifting my attention, I pressed a lingering kiss to the inside of his thigh, feeling the coarse hair and the tension in his muscles. I began a trail of small, teasing kisses downward, moving slowly along the length of his leg. He watched me with awe, his breathing ragged, his fingers gripping the sheets.

As I reached his calf, I nuzzled the sensitive skin, then continued down to his ankle and finally to his foot. I took his big toe gently into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, playful and deliberate. He let out a surprised, breathless laugh that quickly melted into a groan of pleasure, his body shuddering at the unexpected sensation.

“God, that’s… wow,” he managed, his voice thick with ecstasy.

I licked the underside of his foot and then traced my way up the inside of his leg, nipping lightly at his ankle. He gasped, his whole body trembling, lost in the waves of sensation. The combination of surprise and pleasure left him utterly undone, his eyes glazed with bliss.

He reached for me, pulling me up into a deep, hungry kiss, his hands roaming my back. The connection between us was electric—raw, honest, and full of promise for the night ahead.

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By *ers300Man
5 days ago

West Kirby

Fantastic writing and soooo horny

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By *rdiscreet327Man
4 days ago

notts

So hot.

Incredible writing. So sensual.

Can’t wait for more.

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By *punky1Man
4 days ago

just outside of thetford

Great story

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By *aryinTWMan
4 days ago

Newcastle

Wow. The writing is brilliant, so expressive.

Looking forward to more x

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By *orfyMan
4 days ago

Aylsham

Mmmm

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By *aturesub9Man
4 days ago

navan Athboy Kells trim Dublin.

Superb, one can feel that sexual tension rising.

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By *otwillyMan
4 days ago

Scunthorpe

Great writing, excellent story

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By *ornygayguy33Man
4 days ago

Wokingham

Can’t wait for more

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By *reyunMan
4 days ago

Perth

This is wonderful. Slow, erotic and sensuous. Can’t wait for the next instalment

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By *ditya2020 OP Man
2 days ago

croydon

In spite of the cold night, a different kind of warmth radiated between us. I slipped out of my shorts, leaving only my underwear, and straddled him, feeling the anticipation spark in the air. His hands found my hips, his touch tentative at first, then growing more assured as he let his fingers trace the lines of my body.

He explored slowly, savoring every new discovery. His palms slid up my sides, feeling the subtle curves and the rise and fall of my breath. I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensation of his touch—gentle, curious, and reverent. He lingered at my waist, then let his hands wander upward, brushing over my chest with the lightest pressure, his fingertips sending shivers across my skin. He pushed me down on to the bed and straddled me.

His mouth followed, pressing soft kisses along my collarbone, then lower, tasting my skin with a mix of tenderness and hunger. I felt his breath, warm and uneven, as he explored with his lips and tongue, pausing to listen for every gasp and sigh. He seemed to delight in learning what made me tremble, letting his hands and mouth map my body with growing confidence.

His fingers then found my nipples, tracing their shape with slow, deliberate care. He took his time, circling them gently with his thumbs, watching as they hardened beneath his touch. His lips followed his hands, capturing one nipple between them, sucking softly, then flicking his tongue over the sensitive skin. I gasped softly, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through me.

He alternated between gentle pinches and tender licks, savoring every reaction, every shiver I gave him. His attention was focused, almost worshipful, as if discovering a secret treasure. The slow, lingering exploration made my body ache with desire, every nerve alive and craving more. No words were needed—just the quiet rhythm of our breathing filling the stillness of the night, driven only by raw desire.

Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, his fingers hooked beneath the waistband of my underwear. He paused, glancing up at me as if seeking permission, and I nodded. He slid the fabric down, his eyes widening just a little as my last bit of clothing slipped away. For a moment, he simply looked, his gaze lingering in wonder and curiosity.

The dim light caught the contours of my body, and I could see the fascination in his eyes as he took in the sight of me, exposed. His hand hovered, then gently reached out, fingertips tracing the length of my erect cock with a mix of awe and tenderness. The air between us felt charged, every movement deliberate and meaningful.

His curiosity led him lower, his lips and tongue tracing a slow, tantalizing path down my body. When he reached my hips, he paused, looking up at me for reassurance. I nodded, my breath catching in anticipation.

With a gentle touch, he let his tongue explore, starting with soft, lingering strokes along the length of my cock. His movements were tentative at first, tasting and learning, his warm breath sending shivers through me. He circled the sensitive tip, then let his tongue playfully tease the delicate skin, exploring every nuance with care and curiosity. Each motion was unhurried—a dance of discovery between us. The sensation was electric, every touch igniting a new spark. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the pleasure of his careful exploration, feeling our connection deepen with every caress.

His hands steadied me as he continued, his mouth exploring every contour, every sensitive spot, learning what made me gasp and sigh.

He rubbed his face against my cock and balls. I gasped as he buried himself between my cock and thighs, kissing along my inner thighs and leaving small pecks on my balls and base of my dick.

I grabbed a fistful of his hair without pushing or pulling and pushed his head closer on to my body. He stuck out his tongue just enough to lick the under side of my cock and left a wet trail.

“So do you prefer this,” he asked me, tracing his tongue on the underside of my cock , “or this?” as he slowly let some spit dribble from his mouth onto my dick, then licked it off just as slowly, driving me wild.

“Fuck’s sake, Ahan, you will make me come.", I gasped and moved his head away.

“So you like it? Or should I stop?” he teased me.

I grabbed his hair again and forcefully, but lovingly, guided his mouth down on my cock and made him take me as best as I could. I felt him tense his mouth a bit and then he relaxed his throat and I felt my cock slide into his mouth and touch the back of his throat.

“Fuck, Ahan, you really are a natural at this,” I said as i held his head with his nose buried in my pubes. I could feel him inhale deeply, and started to massage my cock with his tongue.

I have had a few blowjobs....but this was at another level.

you know when you are in one of those moments when time just stops still and all you feel is the pleasure and you do not want it to stop.

The effect of his tongue on my cock was immediate as I cursed again and squeezed his hair harder. I did not want this to end , but I wanted to show him my appreciation.

" Turn around and give me your cock." , I said.

He raised his mouth from my cock and turned around and lay by my side still holding my throbbing cock. I grabbed his cock, pulled the foreskin forward to cover his head and licked the oozing precum and then slid my tongue under his foreskin and licked the underside of his glans. He shuddered and tensed in my mouth and I felt he would come, but the moment passed and he relaxed. I licked along the length of his cock and his hairy balls and adjusted my body to get access between his balls and his hole. Another fetish of mine....a hairy bush and even better a hairy hole. The feel of the hair around the hole as I lick it slowly gives me a crazy rush which I cannot describe. Any receivers of rimming will know that the space between the balls and the hole is full of nerve endings and the feel of a tongue slowing flicking can make you cum.

As I licked him, he gasped aloud. I didn't stop as my tongue reached his hole.....the object of my desire.

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By *orfyMan
2 days ago

Aylsham

Hot...and tasty mmmm

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By *ornygayguy33Man
2 days ago

Wokingham

More please

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By *reyunMan
2 days ago

Perth

Mmmmm….. wonderful. So erotic. .

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By *onny Zoom-zoomMan
2 days ago

Moreton-in-Marsh

This is fucking awesome

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