By : Dashing666
I am 22 year old, handsome Muslim boy from good Hyderabadi family background. I am 58 feet tall and fit and i have a naturally athletic body. I was away from home for a year working in Blore. I’ve got a job in Hyderabad and so I came back. But I stayed in High-tech city as my parents stayed in Old City. My father is on a top post in bank. This story really happened to me last month.
I packed everything in blore and came to Hyderabad on Thursday. 2 days I was busy going to my company in Hi-tech city. On Friday night my parents left for Noida to see my elder sister. They were away for a week. Next day Saturday morning I was half asleep when someone knocked our door very loudly. It was just 6 am, raining very heavily and there were no current .
I was only wearing a Bermuda and morning erection clearly seen I opened the door it was a boy had come to deliver milk and paper. For a minute i cud not take off my eyes from that boy. He was 510 feet tall, wearing tight blue jeans and shining leather jacket, inside that he was just wearing a black jali baniyan (see through vest).
He had tied a big black cloth around his head. He was dark and had stubble and looked very very sexy. I took the milk packets and paper and shut the door.
My heart was pumping and kept thinking about that boy. I went to the bathroom to pee, then tried sleeping again but was very restless. I came back to the balcony and i noticed the milk guy standing in the garage waiting for the rains to slow. I waved my hand and asked him to come to my house. He obliged and in no time he was in my door. I called him in, made him sit on a plastic chair as he was completely wet.
He was shivering so I asked him to remove his jeans, gave him towel to warp. He was hesitent to remove his jacket he seemed to be very shy. I spoke to him about his age place etc. His name was Afroze, from Lucknow and recently came to Hyderabad to stay with his uncle who had milk supplying business. He was 25 year old. The rains did show any sign of slowing down, neither had current come. I was feeling bored so I thought of working out.
I had some dumbells in my room, I started doing pushups then working with biceps lunges etc. I cud see Afroze staring at me and a big bulge through his towel. He asked me if i workout every day. He told me he too was a regular in gym but since last month he was very busy travelling to various relatives. I liked his jacket so asked from where he bought it. He said theirs was a leather shop in Lucknow and has many such jackets with him.
He removed his jacket and asked me to wear it. Now he was only in baniyan and towel. He had a well toned body. His erect nipples were easily seen from his baniyan. He too had defined biceps and well built chest and no fat at all. I took the jacket inside my room; I wore my black levis jeans (without underwear) and wore the jacket on my bare chest. I liked the way my worked out chest looked in the jacket. I instantly had a hard on and unknowingly started rubbing my self.
Afroze must have got anxious so he opened the door of my room. I was embarrassed as my hard cock was in my hands and i had just begun to wank. He stared at me for at least 2 min, we both stood still not knowing what to do, his towel dropped accidentally and his hard on, and bulging underwear was easily seen. I again started wanking myself slowly; he removed his underwear and went outside to wear his jeans.
He too started wanking the same way I was doing. Slowly we came near to each other and unknowingly started wanking each others cocks. This was the first time i had touched anybodys cock. It was so warm and smooth. I was aroused more when Afroze touched my cock. It was very pleasurable. This went on for 5 min. I realised that I was going to ejaculate anytime so I went to bathroom, took him also along with me, we both hugged each other tightly and kept wanking.
Soon Afroze took both our cocks in his hands jerked vigorously. We both came simultaneously with huge load on the floor. We again hugged each other, cleaned ourself. The rain had slow down; Afroz wore his clothes and removed the jacket i had worn and went away without saying anything.
I was shocked by recollecting what all had happened. The next day onwards different person came to deliver milk, I wondered what happened to Afroze. After 10 days one morning the milk person came with a bag and said Afroze had asked him to give it to me.
I asked about Afroze, he said he went back to his house as he was getting married. I opened the bag and was surprised and happy to see the Leather Jacket which Afroze use to wear. It had a small note saying he is getting married and please forgets what had happened.