Gay Erotic Stories

I live in non-descript large city in India, and even though I would consider my society to be pretty liberal in many ways, when it comes to homosexuality…it’s as if it just doesn’t exist. Everything happens behind closed doors, very secretly and if I may add with a great amount of fear. I had resigned myself to the fact that for meeting other gay men, I would have to venture to either Bombay or Delhi or head out of the country.

That’s until I met Rajeev in college, and my life changed completely.

My friend Rajeev (also my namesake) is the epitome of a chocolate-boy, completely pink, cute smile and dimples to die for. His chest is covered with thick black hair that offsets very well against his pink skin and he has an absolutely gorgeous ass. I have known Rajeev for the past seven years, but more on that later. First, I want to tell you about his father...

Rajeev’s dad, Sangrath, is the complete opposite of him. Tall, very manly with a deep resonating voice. He is around 48 and is balding slightly with grey hair and a thin beard. Sangrath’s uncle was a sportsman in his younger days, and I am quite sure must have been a complete stud--the man oozes masculinity!

Since Rajeev entered adolescence, he has had a complete fascination for his father. Whenever his father would come near him, Rajeev would go weak in his knees and just the musky smell of his father would be enough to arouse him. Rajeev tried as hard as he could to catch a glimpse of his father’s naked body, but to no avail. So one day he tried peeping in through the keyhole of the bathroom while his father was in the shower, all he could see was his father’s hairy ass glistening with the water. He was ecstatic and completely aroused, but at that moment he realised that he wanted more!

Every evening, after his father returned from work and went in for his shower, Rajeev would enter his bedroom and start spying through the keyhole. What he saw only increased his fascination for his father, and soon there was a time when Rajeev was completely besotted with his father, every waking moment (and even while he slept) he spent in thinking what he would do with his father’s naked body.

One day, during the evening routine, Rajeev noticed that his father had tossed his used underwear in the bedroom. Looking around to make sure that no one was noticing, Rajeev picked up the underwear and held it up to his face. The musky smell of his father and the fact that this very piece of cloth was covering his father’s cock, balls and ass just minutes before was enough to put Rajeev into seventh heaven. He smelt the aroma of his father, and then rubbed the underwear all over his face and his nipples.

He stuffed the underwear into his mouth and got the first forbidden taste of his father, albeit indirectly. Squirming on the floor, Rajeev had the wildest erection of his life and was about to come, when he heard the bathroom door opening. In a complete state of panic, he ran out of the bedroom and hastily put the underwear under the bed. From that day onwards, playing with the underwear became a regular part of the evening routine. He stared noticing subtle differences in the smell of the underwear from day to day, and within a couple of months could even detect his father’s mood just by smelling his underwear.

All along, no one at home had a clue of what was happening within their house every evening. Rajeev’s dad merrily went on with life not having a clue of what his son had been up to.

One Sunday afternoon, Rajeev and his brother were in the parents’ room lazing on their bed, while his father was sitting on a cushion on the floor with his back resting on the bed. Rajeev rolled over towards his father’s back and lightly kissed his dad’s back. He couldn’t believe that he was so close to his father and the musky smell that he knew so well drove him wild.

He rolled over on his stomach so that his massive erection would not be noticed and raising his head, gently licked the hair that was sticking out of his fathers neck . His heart was beating wildly now, and he was no longer able to control himself. He slid his hand over his dad’s shoulder and felt the soft hair on his chest. Running his hand through his dad’s chest, he slowly reached for his father’s nipple.

The moment he felt the nipple, it was almost as if an electric current passed through his body. He couldn’t believe that he was actually playing with his fathers beautiful large nipple. Daddy was caught completely unawares and it took him sometime before he realised what his son was doing. Before he could react, Rajeev had already started running his fingers lovingly in circles around his nipple and he could feel his nipple getting harder until it was completely erect.

His dad was in a state of confusion and didn’t know how to react, but was enjoying the sensation of his son lovingly fondle his nipple and could feel his cock stirring in trousers. By the time he realised what was happening, Rajeev had started to put his other hand towards his father’s other nipple. Like a bolt of lightening, Uncle got up and sternly looked at Rajeev, and clenched his fist to beat his son. However he stopped when he realised that the others had not noticed what was happening and thought it was better to let this incident pass and not create a scene. He slowly went towards the bathroom and Rajeev ran out of the bedroom trying to cover the huge wet patch on his trousers.

Uncle locked the bathroom door behind him and took a deep breath. Not even in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that his son would do something like this to him, and what was even worse was that he was aroused because his son had played with his nipple. Without thinking further he slipped out of his trousers and started jacking off his already hard cock. He too started playing with his nipple in the same way that his son had just seconds earlier.

Meanwhile, Rajeev was so excited that the moment he touched his cock, he started cumming. Both father and son came at the same time, and both had the wildest orgasms they had ever known.

What happened next? Did Sangrath uncle and Rajeev manage to bring down the wall between them? And how did I discover such intimate secrets of a father and son? Wait for Part II or write to me at rajeev.warrier@laposte.net and I’ll tell you more about my secret life here.