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Kaha jata hain kii woh pahela pyaar, woh pahela kiss, aur woh peheli baar... kabhii bhi bhulaya nahi jata - woh yaad, woh tajurba, hamesha apne saath hi reh jata hain - toh aaj Akhtar ka woh first sexual intercourse ka kissa sunte hain...

Jaise hii Irfan apna bike ghar ke gali me moda use duur se awaaz sunai di...

"Bhai-jaan... Irfan bhai-jaan!"

Bike ko slow karte huye uss ne mud kar dekha to duur Akhtar nazar aaya, haath hilate huye bhaaga-bhaaga aa raha tha.

"Koun hain?" Tousif ne poochha, jo ki Irfan ke peechhe baitha tha.

"Akhtar, yehi reheta hain, mohalle me," Irfan ne jawab diya, bike rokte huye.

"Uff, maal toh mast hain!"

"Haan, dimaag kharab kar dene wala," Irfan ne hans ke bola.

"Kiya kya?" Tousif ne poochha.

"Nahi yaar, par jaldi hi manah loonga..."

"Yaar, tu kab se itna sabar seekh liya, huh?"

"Isi mohalle me rehena hain mujhe, thoda dekh-samajh ke beechhana padta hain," Irfan ne hanstey huye kaha, and then quickly added, "Tu kahe toh aaj hi kar doon..."

"Bhai-jaan..." Akhtar ne haapte-haapte paas aa kar muskuraya, "naya bike le li?!"

His eyes were sparkling, a happy smile on his reddened face covered with a healthy sheen of sweat, probably busy playing at the neighbourhood park with the other boys.

"Kyon, Akhtar-miya, aaj school nahi gaye?" Irfan ne poochha.

"Kya bhai-jaan!" the boy screwed up his cute face, his eyes fixed on the new bike, his right hand running along the sleek contours of the machine, almost carressing. "Next week se finals hain, ab to preparation holidays chal raha hain na. Aur waise bhi, aaj Saturday hain!"

"Toh khel kyu raha hon, huh? Padhai kab karoge?"

"Aap bhi na!" sar hilate huye Akhtar ne Irfan ko dekha aur phir poochha, "Kab li... bike?"

"Aaj... abhi..." Irfan ne jawab diya, "seedha wahi se aa raha hoon."

Akhtar ne apna pyaara sa muskaan dete huye bola, "Bhai-jaan, ek round..." aur phir Irfan ka haath pakadkar hansne laga, "PLEASEEE..." his eyes pleading.

Irfan ne apna rukh serious banate huye poochha, "Hmmm... aur mujhe kya milega, huh?

"Aap jo chahon!" Akhtar exclaimed with excited glee.

"Pakka, na?"

"Haan, pakka!"

"Jo chahoon?"

Akhtar ne zor se sar hilaya.

Irfan ne apna jeb se chabi nikaal kar Tousif ko dete huye kaha, "Tu oopar baith, mein ek round laga kar aata hoon."

Tousif ne bike se utar gaya aur apna lund ko haath se halka sa adjust karte huye bola, "Theek hain, aaj hi..."

"Thank you, bhai-jaan..." bike se utarte huye Akhtar ne bola, "ek dam first class bike, aur aap ko suit bhi hota hain!"

"Woh kaise?" Irfan ne poochha.

"Aap smart hon, aur yeh bike pe mast dikhte hon!"

"Smart hoon?"

Akhtar muskuraya.

"Aur?"

"Cricket bahut achcha khelte hon!"

"Aur?"

"Haan-haan, aur bada handsome bhi hon!" Akhtar ne sar hilate huye bola.

"Handsome hoon?"

Akhtar muskuraya.

"Aur?"

"Aur kya?" Akhtar clicked his tongue, and rolled his eyes, "Zyada bhao mat khao..." aur phir mudne laga.

"Kaha chal diye, huh, aaj oopar nahi aayoge? Aur jo abhi waada kiya, uska kya?"

"Kounsa waada?"

"Wah, miya, bhool gaye, huh? Bike ka ser hogaya toh waada bhi gaya?"

"Oh, bola na, aap jo chahogey mil jayega... par ab toh aapka mehmaan aaya huya hain na..."

"Woh?" Irfan ne hanste huye jawaab diya, "Miya, Tousif mera bachpan ka yaar hain, har mahine office ke kaam se yaha aata hain, aur mere paas hii rukta hain... usse kya takalluf, aa jao..."

"Okay, bhai-jaan," Akhtar muskurate huye bola, "khel raha tha, bas, nahakar abhi aaya!" aur apne ghar ke taraf bhaaga.

Bike pe baitha Irfan ne thodi der tak usse dekhta raha -- uska woh shokh adaayen... woh zaban-awari... woh qaatil nigaahen... woh bachhpana, happy in the comfort of adolescence... the adorable immaturity -- bilkul paagal bana dene wala tha!

'Haan, aaj hi...!' Irfan ne mann hi mann tai kar liya.

"Aa jao andar," Tousif ne darwaza kholte huye bola.

Akhtar halka sa muskuraya aur room ke andar aa gaya.

Makaan ke chhat pe ek kamra, kaafi bada sa, aur saath me laga huya bathroom - Irfan yahi kiirai pe reheta tha.

"Irfan naha raha hain, baith jao, abhi aa jayega."

Sar jhuka ke Akhtar ne bed pe baith gaya...

"School me padte hon?" Tousif ne poochha.

"Ji..." Akhtar ne jawaab diya.

"Exams kab hain?"

"Next week, Wednesday se."

"Toh, aap khel rahe the, Ammi aur Abbu datenge nahi?"

"Naani haspataal me admit hain, Ammi aur Abbu unke gaon gaye huye hain..."

"Oh, sorry..." Tousif ne kaha, "bahut beemaar hain?"

Akhtar ne sar hilaya.

"Aap nahi gaye?"

"Exams!" Akhtar exclaimed with an exaggerated sigh and then added, "chhote dono ko le gaye hain."

"Oho, aapke chhote bhai?" Tousif said, "Aur unn dono ka exams?"

"Aap bhi na," Akhtar sighed once more, "chhota toh class two me hain, aur doosra class five me, Abbu ne teacher ko bata diya."

"Okay..." Tousif ne kaha, sar hilate huye, phir poochha, "toh aap ko chhutti nahi milii?"

"High school ka exams hain na!" Akhtar ne jawab diya, giving him an almost condescending look.

"Toh aap akele hon?!"

"Nahi! Dadi-jaan hain na..." the tone bordering resigned irritability.

"Oho... toh dadi-jaan kuch nahi bolenge?"

Akhtar shrugged.

"Achcha, toh aap sunte nahi hon unki..." Taousif ne halka sa hanste huye bola.

Tabhi Irfan bathroom se bahar aya, ek chhota sa tauliya lapete huye, jo ki uske dayaa kamar pe halka sa bandha huya tha... his right thigh was fully visible... and the healthy bulge plainly visible in front, the contours of his fat cock clearly outlined.

"Kyu miya, aa gaye? Dekho mein bhi naha liya!" Irfan smiled as he came forward and lightly tousled the boy's hair with one hand, the other gently caressing the boy's silky smooth cheeks... before pulling Akhtar's face into him... right into his crotch.

"Hain na pyara?" he asked Tousif.

"Haan, bahut hi pyara," Tausif responded with a smile.

"Chhodo..." Akhtar growled, trying to jerk his head back, his voice muffled, both his hands pushing against Irfan's thighs.

"Kyu, kya ho gaya?" Irfan ne poochha, sar ko halka sa apne lund pe ragadte huye.

"Uska munh tu apne lund pe daba raha hain, shayad iss liye," Tousif ne hanste huye kaha.

"Oh, aisa kya?" Irfan laughed, releasing his hold, and Akhtar pulled back his head, gasping, "Kyu miya, mera lund pasand nahi aaya kya?"

"Chee..." Akhtar ne kaha, munh banate huye.

"Chee kyu?" Irfan asked, sitting down beside the boy, passing his arm across the slim shoulders, "Lund ko chee kyu?"

"Shayad lund ke sare khubia pata nahi..." Tousif ne muskurate huye kaha.

"Pata nahi? Kaise pata nahi, huh? Uska bhi toh hain," Irfan replied, pulling the boy closer, hugging him, "kyu miya, hain na?"

"Chhodo!" Akhtar jhatakte huye bola, "Jao, kapde pehen lo."

"Yaar, itni garmii me kapde?" Irfan exclaimed with a horrified shudder, aur phir Akhtar ko waise hi pakde huye, peechhe bistar pe gir gaya. "Chalo, har roz jaise laite TV dekhte hain, waise hi TV dekhenge..."

Akhtar struggled to free himself, but Irfan's grip was tight, and the boy was powerless.

"Aaj natak kyu kar rahe hon? Roz toh chipak ke TV dekhte hon, ya toh mera phone pe games khelte reheta hon, huh?"

"Tum dono aise chipak ke TV dekhte hon, daily?" Tousif ne poochha.

"Haan!" Irfan ne jawaab diya, "Mein toh mera Akhtar ko apne dono haathon me jakad kar hi soyaa rehta... uska narm, mulayam gaal ko sehalata rehta..."

"Wah, miya, tum dono toh phir achche yaar hon!"

"Hain toh, hain na miya?" Irfan ne Akhtar ke gaal sehalate huye poochha.

Akhtar uska haath hatate huye bola, "TV on karo, aur pant pehen lo."

"Kyu, tauliye me achcha nahi lag raha hoon?"

Akhtar clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"Zara remote dena," Irfan ne Tousif ko kaha, aur jaise usne remote diya toh TV on karte huye kaha, "Tu bhi naha le, phir khaana order kar denge... aaj biryani mangaate hain, Akhtar miya bhi hamare saath hi khayega. Aur dekh, door ke paas hook pe gamcha hain, le le."

Passing his right hand under the boy, and his left hand over him, Irfan pulled Akhtar closer, hugging him tight as they lay watching TV... the right hand gently caressing the boy's chest from over the shirt, while the left hand caressed his face... the arm... and down the bare thigh...

And as on other days, soon Irfan lifted his left leg and wrapped it around the boy's waist, the boy's shorts clad bottom flushed against his crotch.

Akhtar pushed at his leg...

"Kyu, kya huya?" Irfan whispered soflty into the boy's ear, softly licking the arch.

"Kya kar rahe hon?!" Akhtar hissed, trying to get out of Irfan's embrace.

"Jo har roz karta hoon," Irfan responded, slipping his left hand under the shirt, caressing the smooth, silky boy-flesh... his fingers reaching higher to play with the tiny boy tit.

"Mat karo na..." Akhtar said, still struggling.

"Aaj kya hogaya? Daily toh chup-chaap leta rehta, chipakke!"

"Aapka mehmaan aaya huya hain..." Akhtar replied, the voice a wee bit irritable.

"Mein bola na, woh mera bachhpan ka yaar hain, usse kya sharmaana?"

"Toh unke saamne hi karte kya?"

"Kyu nahi, apna Akhtar se pyaar kar raha hoon, koi chori nahi!" aur dayaa haath se Akhtar ka cheheraa oopar karte huye, uska narm, gulabi lips par apna hooth rakh diya.

"Bhai-jaan..." Akhtar bol pada, gasping for breath... a new, weird sensation coursing through his entire body.

Irfan ne apna munh hatate huye bola, "Tum hi ne toh wada kiya tha, jo maangoonga aaj mil jayega, sirf kiss hi toh maang raha hoon," aur phir se apna honth Akhtar ka surkh pe rakhte huye choomne laga... apne hoonth ke beech le kar choosta gaye... jaise wae honth nahi, koi hon!

"Bhai-jaaaaan..." Akhtar's muffled groan barely escaping beyond Irfan's lips, but he wasn't struggling anymore, his ass gently rubbing against Irfan's crotch...

Akhtar ka sar chakra raha tha... saans thum sa gaya tha... ek ajeeb sa ehsaas purey jism me daurne laga tha shehwat ke ubhrney se.

Tabhi darwaza khula aur Tousif bathroom se nikla, gamcha lapete huye...

"Wah miya, kya haseen nazaara..." ussne hanste huye kaha, "ushshaq jo ek doosre ke honthon pe mar mitten hain!"

Irfan ne Akhtar ka hooth chhodte huye apna munh thoda sa peechhe karke nazar utthaya, "Ho gaya tera nahana, itni jaldi?

Mouka dekhte hii Akhtar sharm ke maare apna sar jaldi se side kar liya, aur kamar ghumake bed pe dabate huye apna chhupane ki koshish karne laga...

Tousif ne muskurate huye bola, "Ruk kyu gaye tum dono, kaho toh mein bahar chala jata hoon," aur phir ek sher arz kiya,

Jawab na dete huye Irfan ne phir se apna munh neeche kiya... par Akhtar ke hooth ke jagah use narm gaal mila, toh gaal ko hi choomne laga, aur apne dantoh se halka-halka kaanth ne laga...

Ek halka sa 'aah' bharte huye jab Akhtar ne nazar uthaya toh bas, chaukta reh gaya...

Tousif ab bilkul bed ke paas aa chuka tha... bilkul Akhtar ke saamne... aur khiidki se aate huye neem-roz kii tez roshni me uss patla sa gamcha me se sab kuch saaf dikh raha tha...

Tousif ka bilkul saaf nazar aa raha tha - woh mota ... woh jhulta huya bhaari tatte... woh kaale, ghane - aur Akhtar apna hosh-o hawas gawa kar dekhta hi reh gaya!

"Kya dekh rahe hon, miya?" Irfan ne dheere se uss ke kaan me bola... aur chaukta huya Akhtar ne jaldi apna nazar pher liya, sharm se paani-paani ho gaya.

"Kyu bhai, Irfan miya," Tousif bed pe baithte huye poochha, uska kamar bilkul Akhtar ke chehere ke saamne... aur na chahate huye bhi Akhtar ka nazar baar-baar uska latak par hi ja kar ruk raha tha, "apne haath aur paer se aise lipat rahe hon jaise Akhtar koi takkiya hain!"

"Hain toh, par takkiya nahi, mera !" hanste huye Irfan ne jawab diya, aur phir zor se lipat gaya. Phir achaanak chilla utha, "Oye, tera gamcha geela hain, mera bed wet hon jayega, raat ko sona bhi hain!"

"Toh kya utaar dun?!" Tousif asked.

"Haan, utaar de!" Irfan ne kaha, aur turant apna haath badha kar gamche ka knot khol ke kheencha.

"Arre, mujhe nanga kar dega kya?" Tousif ne apna kamar halka sa uthate huye kaha, as Irfan pulled away the piece of wet cloth, "woh bhi Akhtar ke saamne?"

"Mein toh tujhe nanga dekh chuka, bachhpan se, aaj Akhtar ko bhi dekhne de, woh toh waise bhi taak raha tha, tere gamche ke andar!"

"Chalo, theek hain, dekhlo tum dono..." Tousif ne apna dono raan phaila ke wapas baith gaya, bilkul Akhtar ke rukh ke saamne.

Uss phaile huye raanon ke darmiyan jo woh dekha, bas dekhta hi reh gaya -- Akhtar ka aankh phaata jaa raha tha... uska puraa badan kaanp raha tha... usne na toh kabhi itna bada, aur itna mota lund dekha tha, aur naa hi kabhi me goman kiya tha...

"Mujhe toh nanga kar diya, par tu kyu tauliya lapete huye hain, huh? Chal, utaar!" Tousif ne bola reaching for Irfan's towel... aur jaise hi woh thoda sa uth kar aage jhuka - his large and heavy genitals swaying inches above the boy's face - the low hanging balls briefly brushed against Akhtar's nose and cheek... sending a weird shudder down the boy's spine.

"Okay... okay... chal mein bhi nikal diya, bas?" Irfan ne hanste huye apna tauliya khol kar phek diya, "Ab hum dono hi pure nange ho gaye, khus?"

Tousif ne wapas baith gaya, waise hi, raan phailaye...

"Sirf dekhna hain, ya chhuna bhi hain?" Irfan ne dheere se Akhtar ko poochha, aur phir uska ek haath pakad kar seedha Tousif ka latak par rakh diya... aur dheere-dheere haath pakade huye hi sehalata gaya - the thick length of the cock... the heavy balls... passing his fingers through the dark, curly pubes.

Aur phir thodi der baad Akhtar ka doosra haath le kar apne lund pe rakhte huye bola, "Chalo, mera bhi pakad lo taaki Tousif yeh na kahen ki uska pakda, par mera nahi!"

And as Tousif's cock slowly began to grow longer, and harden, Irfan whispered, "Dekho tumhara haath ka jaadu, kaisa khada ho raha hain! Hain na mast?" aur phir apna haath hatate huya bola, "Ab khud hi hilao, mujhse nahi hoga..."

"Miya, usse kya pata, kaise hilaya jata, huh?" Tousif ne Irfan ko bola.

"Hah! ullu samjha kya apne Akhtar miya ko? Smart hain apna ladka, khud bhi toh hilata hoga, hain na miya?"

Akhtar chhup raha - na toh uska deemag kaam kar raha tha, aur na hi use kuch hoosh tha.

"Kyu janab, jawab nahi diya aap ne?" Tousif ne poochha.

Once more hugging him tight Irfan nuzzled close, rubbing his face against Akhtar's cheek... one hand gently slipping inside the boy's shorts... touching him for the first time...

Akhtar was rock hard!!!

"Miya, aap ka toh pura tana huya hain, zaroor hilate honge!"

Akhtar ne apna munh takkiya me chhupaliya... par haath abhi bhi dono ka zakar pakda huya tha.

"Hilate hon na?" Irfan ne fir se poochha, his hand slowly fondling the boy's flexing dick, "Jhoot nahi bolna..."

Slowly Akhtar nodded his head.

"Daily?"

He shook his head.

"Hafte me do-teen baar?"

Once more he nodded.

"Kiska sochh ke hilate hon, Kareena, ya Alia?"

Akhtar chup raha.

"Miya, bol bhi do..."

Tabhi Tousif ne dheere se uska munh takkiye se uthate huye poochha, "Irfan, hain na?"

Akhtar ka chehera bilkul laal sa ho gaya aur ussne phir se munh chhupane ki koshish ki, par Tousif ne use seedha pakad rakkha, "Irfan ko sochh ke hilate hon, hain na? Jawab do, jhoot nahi bolna!"

Dheere se Akhtar ne sar hilaya... aur aankh bandh kar liya.

"Mujhe sochh kar hilate aur kabhii bataye bhi nahi, huh? Theek hain, toh phir aaj dekh hi lo," bolte huye Irfan ne apne ghutno ke bal uth khada huya, "Chalo, dekh lo..."

Tousif ne phir se Akhtar ka sar uthaya, "Dekh lo, Irfan miya ko theek se dekh lo..."

Akhtar ka aankh dekhta hi reh gaya, Irfan uska har khwaab se bhi bad kar nikla - mast body, tight muscles, bilkul patla kamar... aur, lund! wah, Tousif se bhi zyada mota, aur zyada lamba!

Uss ke zer-e-naaf ke baal bilkul chhote-chhote katey huye the... aur bilkul saaf, mulayam... jhulta huya!

Tousif bhi ab Irfan ki tarah apne ghutno ke bal bed pe khade ho gaye...

Akhtar ke aankh un dono ka uryaanee... unke nangapan dekhta hi reh gaya - ek baar Irfan... ek baar Tousif - kabhii zindagi me itna haseen nazara naahi dekha tha usne, aur na hi kabhii soncha tha - naa khaayalon me, naa khwaabon me. Unn dono ka sinewy, muscular body... unke woh large, heavy genitals... woh lush pubes... for a moment he thought he'd go raving mad... go simply crazy!

His hands were shaking as he held on to those two fat dicks - rigid and hot, pulsing and flexing in his grip...

He wanted to reach up and touch... touch those smooth toned bodies... run his fingers all over... play with their genitals... ruffle their curly pubes... fondle both their cock...

But he remained frozen, staring up at them... his eyes still wide... his mouth open... his little heart slamming wildly!

"Hum toh ho gaye, par ye janab toh abhi bhi kapde pehene huye hain!" he heard Irfan say.

"Yeh toh na-insaafi hain..." Tousif responded to that with a slight laugh, adding, "Chalo, miya, ab tum bhi nanga ho jao!"

"Chalo, uttho," Irfan ne bola, aur dono ne milkar usse uthakar uss ka shirt, aur phir uska shorts utaar ke bilkul nanga kar diya!

Ab unn dono ka chaukne kii baari thii... aankhe phaad-phaad ke dekhne kii baari!

Dono ka khada lund aur bhi zor se flex aur throb karne laga as they looked down at the naked boy in front of them... both slit oozing the sparkling dew of arousal, unke uss dono ka hii glans ko bhigota huya...

Slim and silky smooth, bilkul makhmalii... Akhtar's torso, his thighs and legs, were totally hairless... maano sang-e marmar se tarasha huya... the two tiny boy-tits, a soft pink, fully engorged... sirf uske, kareeb chaar-sarechar inch wala lund ke paas hii kuch halka saa reshmi baal - jaise patle-patle resham ke dhaage... the cock painfully rigid and throbbing!

Both men reached down at once, and each grabbing his wrist, almost simultaneously, moved his hands away from their cock, lifting his arms over his head...

Uss ke baghlon me halka-halka sa baal uga huya tha, bilkul fine and silky...

With a groan both men lowered their head... both burying their face in the boy's armpits... their tongue licking!

If someone was watching they'd think that the two men were a team, working in tandem... had been practising their act for ages...

Baghlon se chhaati... aur phir pet... aur kamar... unn dono ka honth aur jeeb ne choom-choom kar, chaat-chaat kar pura badan geela kar diya, par phir bhi dono ka dil nahi bhara... up and down they moved till the boy was groaning in the agony of passion, his slim frame writhing under their caress... straining against their hands as he lay between them.

Their hands too were unceasing, caressing and fondling the quivering teen flesh - from knee to head - touching every inch, every fold... uss ke jaangh se latak aur lund hote huye pet, seena, gala aur chehera tak... baar baar... unke haath aur munh ne kuch bhi nahi chhoda!

Unn dono ke se Akhtar paagal hon chuka tha - his slim, hairless body twisting and wriggling between the two men... his arms and legs jerking and twitching... Akhtar ab jinsi hejaan ki intihaaii tak pohunch chuka tha... uska siskiya kamre me ab charon taraf gunjh raha tha!

Yeh ka dastak tha, nakaarna bilkul namumkin.

Akhtar ab bilkul taiyaar tha...

Unn dono ne phir se ek saath Akhtar ka ankles pakadte huye uska dono taang ooper kiya aur phaila diya...

Ab Akhtar ka unn dono ke nazar ke saamne bilkul khula pada tha - phaila huya raanon ke darmiyan uska woh halka sa baalon se ghira khada lund, woh shehwat se sikuda huya khasia-daan... aur uska woh reshmi mulayam daraar me chhupa woh chhota sa ... halka gulabi, aur bilkul tight... mano jaise .

"HAH!" -- hairat ka woh saans, that stunned exclamation of utter amazement was instantaneous, and both young men gasped in delight.

Saalon se bhookha, vahshii darindon kii tarah woh jhapad paren - dono ka munh ek saath Akhtar ke jaangh ke beech - choomta huya, choosta huya, chaatta huya... uska zakar, uske tatte... uska cootar aur gaand kii ched... jaise unn dono maahir shikaar bazon par koi amal kar diya hon...

Akhtar paagal ho jaa raha tha... chatpatah raha tha, uske haath bedsheet ko pakad kar kheechta huya apna kamar uchaal-uchaal ke unn dono ke labon ka lams or nazdeekiya se paane ka koshish kar raha tha...

Uske machalte huye lab se woh phariyaadii siskiyaa... woh uska ririyaana... dono ko aur bhi uksa raha tha, aur dono ne mil kar ladke ka taangh duur phailakar chaata aur choosta gaya -- uska reshmi chootar, uska narm jaangh, uska mulayam latak... lund, khasia-daan aur maq'ad... jaise bhookhon ko shahi dawat mil gaya hon!

Irfan ne uska kamar pakad kar usko palta diya aur phir se dono ne uska mukhmali chaatne aur choomne lage... apne haathon se dabane lage... aur beech-beech me halka-halka sa kaathne lage... mano jaise jism ke wo hissa jo kamar aur raan ke beech tha, wo koi hon...

Akhtar bechara pade-pade apna gaand hilate huye siskiya bharta raha.

Chootar ko kheech ke alag karke unn dono ne phir se daraar ke darmiyaan zaban chalane lage... aur apne ungli se uss tight ched ko shalane lage... and as the dripping asshole began to pout out in unrestraint desire, Tousif placed a finger tip over it, slowly pressing down...

"Nahi!" Irfan called out, "nahi, ungli mat daal, sirf mera lund hii kholega uska seal!"

Phir se paltate huye Irfan ne Akhtar ka lund apna munh me le liya, aur zor-zor se choosna shuru kiya... par Akhtar toh ab bekabu tha - this was his first time experiencing such lecherous, lascivious arousal... being touched and groped... kissed and caressed... carried to the extremities of endurance... and he could bare no more, could take it no longer...

Grabbing fistful of the sheet, his body arched, lifting off the bed - just the heel of his feet and the back of his head still remained - and exploded!

It hit the back of Irfan's throat like the spray from a high-pressure water gun - pheeka paanii jaisa... garam... namkeen...

Once Akhtar finally calmed down, Irfan ne apna munh hataya aur uth baithe, "Aa jao..." bolte huye usne Akhtar ko kheech ke uthaliya aur apne goad pe baithate huye uska dono legs apne kamar ke do taraf lapeth diya, aur Akhtar ka sar apne kandhon pe rakh kar sehalane laga...

"Tube kaha hain?" Tousif ne poochha.

"Ooper shelf pe..." Irfan ne jawab diya, aur Akhtar ka rukh uthate huye dheere se bola, "wada nibhaoge na?"

"Haan..." Akhtar let out a soft moan, nodding his head, wanting to bury his face back in Irfan's shoulder, but Irfan held him... lifting his face higher and covered his mouth... beginning to kiss him again - both desperate, both breathless.

"Laga doon?" Tousif wapas aake pooncha.

"Haan, dono ko laga de..." Irfan ne jawab diye, pulling his face back for a moment, before going back to those swollen lips... both his hands under the teen's ass, his palms flat across the butt cheeks... holding them apart and open.

Tousif Irfan ka phaila huya legs ke beech lait gaya aur apne dono haathon me dher saara gel le kar ek haath se Akhtar ka phaila huya daaraar ke beech, uske ched pe lagane laga, aur doosra haath se Irfan ka lund pe...

Jab lund bilkul slippery ho gaya, aur ched bilkul free, usne Irfan ka lund seedha pakad kar Akhtar ka maq'ad pe set karte huye bola, "Lo miya, ab dheere se baith jao, aur le lo ander..."

Irfan koolhon se apna haath hatate huye Akhtar ko zor se hug kiya aur apne seene se lagate huye dheere se bola, "Ab apna wada puraa karo..."

Dono ne ek doosre ka hoonth choomte huye ab dheere-dheere se apne-apne kamar hilana shuru kiya... Akhtar neeche kii taraf dabao dala toh Irfan halka sa ooper push kiya... aur woh mota lund ka phoola huya sir Akhtar ka kamsin gaand me phasta gaya... ke achanak woh chhota sa, tight ched ubhraa aur Irfan ka lund ka sir andar dhass gaya!

"Bhaaaiii-jaaaaaan...." Akhtar ne ririyaa utha -- uska saans phool raha tha... pet me ek ajeeb sa ehsaas machulne lagaa tha... uss ne zor se Irfan se lipat gaya aur wapas uske hooth se apna hooth mila diya.

Tousif abhi bhi wahi laita huya tha, Irfan ka lund pakde huye, kareeb se dekh raha tha... aur jaisa hi woh mota uss anchooye, kamsin gaand ko chiirta huya andar chala gaya toh usne lund ko chod kar uth gaya aur apne dono baahen phailakar garam joshi se Akhtar aur Irfan ke bagal geer ho gaye -- uska garam, tana lund uske apne pet aur Akhtar ke peeth ke beech daba huya -- aur Akhtar ka sar choomne laga.

Kareeb pandrah minute dheere-dheere goad me hi biithakar chodne ke baad Irfan ne Tousif ko hatne bola aur baghair lund nikale, Akhtar ko peechhe sulaa kar ooper chad ke chodne laga...

Akhtar ka toh maano har khwaahish, har tamanna pura hi ho gaya tha... woh sirf apne dono baahen Irfan ke galen me daale apna gaand chudwa raha tha...

Kuch bees minute baad Irfan ka raftaar bad gaya aur zor ka kayi jhatke ke baad woh apna laesadaar se Akhtar ka gaand bhar diya...

Ek five minutes ke baad usne apna lund kheech nikala aur Tousif ko dekhte huye bola, "Le, daal de, khula hain aur maal se bilkul chikna..."

Aadhe ghante ke baad jab Tousif ka ho gaya aur woh nikaal liya toh Irfan ne phoren Akhtar ke paas lait gaya aur apne baahon me bharte huye choomne laga, aur unglion se chehera sehalate huye bola, "Chalo, tumne toh apna waada pura kiya, ab khaana order kar dete, aur khaane ke baad phir karte. Aur agar aaj raat yahi ruk jaate hon, toh phir hum dono, ek saath, ek hii baar, milkar tumhe pyaar karenge!"

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