Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2023 06:42:01 +0530 From: Netaji K Subject: Usman's Journey-1b Subject: Usman's Journey -1- (Gay Adult/Youth) This is a fictional story involving sexual acts between a man and a young boys. If this offends you, please leave. If you are under the legal age to read sexually explicit material, then do not read any further. This story in no way represents any person alive or dead. Any resemblance to any real person is purely coincidental. This story is the property of the author and no copying or posting to any other website ispermitted without the author's written consent. If you enjoy this story, please support Nifty! By supporting Nifty, we can continue to use this wonderful, free archive. Visit: https://donate.nifty.org Next day, when Usman opened his eyes, he found, Bashir practically sleeping on him, with his cock, inside Usman. May be, it was their fourth or fifth fuck, Usman had lost the count. And what was the use, of counting. Usman loved getting fucked. He has also understood that he has one unique skill. He can use ripple effect,on the invader cock. Bashir got stunned, every time, he penetrated Usman. Usman had never seen lodge, forget about sleeping on the bed. The room in this lodge, the food they had, everything was a distant, dream for him. Bashir stirred in the sleep. He must have sensed some movement, under him. He to opened his eyes to find, his cock, deeply buried. It was beyond his imagination, what he could do, without Usman, once he hand over Usman, to his elder brother, Nazmul. Nazmul Haque, was well established name in labour supply market. He had his offices in Calcutta and Delhi. After 15 years in the same business and, starting from the scratch, he could virtually read human mind. He had a knack for most appropriate placement. Never had a complaint from employee or employer. But Nazmul did not know, the exact date, when Basheer was supposed to reach Calcutta. Neither he knew anything about, the existence of Usman. Bashir decided to take advantage of this situation, and stay for one more day in the same lodge. They both finished there toilet routine and had a good breakfast. Bashir switched on the TV. For him, it was not novelty. But Usman had never watched any TV. He was quite interested in watching TV. He just lied on his elbows and was watching. He was not wearing anything, except a towel, as he had planned to take bath. Bashir had rested his back, against the headboard . While watching program, he observed, Usman's towel had gone up. Bashir could see , Usman's pelvic area. Usman's invisible pucker was playing hide and seek, because of the leg movement. Though, they had so much enjoyed each other, for last couple of days, temptation was always there. Bashir hands touched Usman's thighs. He started slowly, stroking them, and with each stroke, going towards the pucker. Usman playfully tried to crush the hand between his thighs, as soon as, his pucker was touched. Bashir's fingers, now enveloped in the luxurious blanket of Usman's inner thighs, started playing with the spincter. Fingers started soothing,the ring muscles of the spincter. It was battle wary. And was exhausted by the overwork, it had to do. Bashir got up and pushed his nose in Usman's bum. After so many repetitions also, Bashir was not tired of this act, or for that reason, all these acts. Now there was distinct odour, of his own sperms. Memory of all the battles, took place there, came flooding, in his mind. He just removed the towel. Pushed his hands from both the sides, under Usman, so that, he could hold Usman's cock. To make it easier, Usman lifted his buttocks. Bashir started eating Usman earnestly. Helpless Usman's buttocks, kept on jumping up and down. Bashir's hand was working on his cock at the same time his mouth was working vigorously in his buttocks. Now Bashir got up, on his knees. And after pushing his cock in Usman's back passage, he started fucking Usman furiously. The force was such that, Usman felt his body thrashed, here and there, like a rag doll. Rag doll was pinned with a barge pole, up it's anus. After fifteen minutes of this threshing, Usman was totally exhausted. Muscles in his back passage, were also tired from resisting the invasion. He was unable to ejaculate. Usman's anal muscles spasmed. Bashir only felt, hiccups on his cock. Every fucking session was a different experience for Bashir. He too ejaculated. And collapsed on Usman. Bashir started singing, some lullaby in their mother tongue. Usman pulse normalised and he slept a very sound sleep, for couple of hours. Bashir only slept, enveloping Usman, protecting him from, don't know from whom. After that day took a leisure bath. Bashir cleaned, Usman thoroughly. Usman also used ample soap and cleaned Bashir's weapon. Bashir decided to end their love sessions and go to his elder brother Nazmul. Bashir hired a cab and reached Nazmul's office. Note - please email me your inputs on netajimk@gmail.com