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Gay lover Dhruv ne yoga hall ki gaddiyon par mujhe choda

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Gaddiyan geele kone par kyun

“Tu yeh geele kone par kyun rakh raha hai?” maine poocha aur fold ki hui mat ko apni bazu ke neeche dabaaye rakha. “Aaj tera dimag kahan hai?”

Dhruv ke haath hawa mein ruk gaye. Uske kandhon par paseena chamak raha tha. White vest uski peeth se chipka tha. Woh meri taraf ghuma, uski aankhen meri aankhon se takrayi, aur usne mat ko geele kone se utha kar sukhe kinare par rakh diya.

Hall ke bahar Madurai ki gali se scooter ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Bharat ke is dakshini shahar ki shaam abhi dhal hi rahi thi, lekin charity yoga class khatam ho chuki thi. Hum dono akele the, last volunteer duty par, gaddiyan sajane aur phisalne wale kone ko ponchhne ke liye.

Dhruv ne lambi saans li. “Dimag yahin hai,” usne kaha. “Tere upar. Tu jab jhukta hai, meri nazar teri peeth par atak jaati hai. Main mat nahi gin raha tha. Main tujhe gin raha tha.”

Maine uski baat ko halka joke samajhna chaha, lekin uska swar seedha tha. Hum mahino se isi hall mein mats uthate the, pani ponchhte the, shutter giraate the. Aaj pehli baar usne woh baat muh se nikaali jo do mardon ke beech chhup kar chalti hai.

“Tu mujhe mard ki tarah dekh raha hai?” maine poocha. Sawal munh se nikalte hi meri apni saans bhi tez ho gayi.

Dhruv ne ek kadam aage liya. “Haan. Aur tu bhi mujhe waisa hi dekh raha hai. Yeh geela kona sirf bahana tha. Tu ruk kyun gaya?”

Maine mat ko neeche rakh diya. Uske baal maathe par chipke the, uski aankhen meri shirt ke knotte par thi. Main uske kareeb gaya, itna kareeb ki uski garmi meri skin par padi. Usne mera kala track pant ke kamar ke paas haath rakha, ruk kar meri surat dekhi.

Maine uska munh chuma. Woh jhatka nahi, jawab tha. Uske honth namak aur paseene se nam the. “Haan,” maine uske honth ke khaas kareeb kaha. “Abhi. Yahan.”

Usne meri shirt ki hem pakdi aur upar ki. Main hath uthaye, kapda sir ke upar se nikal aaya. Dhruv ka vest bhi jaldi utra. Do adult mardon ki chhati ek doosre se takrai, baal ragde, saans mili. Hall ki fan upar ghumti rahi, neeche hum dono ki saansein phooli hui thi.

Aarti ke shor ne palta

Usne meri nipples ko muh se liya, daant halke se lage. Meri ungliyon ne uske baal pakde. Mera lund track pant ke andar kadak ho chuka tha, aur Dhruv ke blue shorts ka kapda bhi uske lund ki shakal de raha tha. Maine uska haath apni nali par rakha, usne dabaya, maine uske munh se ek aur kiss li.

Hum khidki wali deewar ke paas khade the. Bahar gali ki roshni pili si aa rahi thi. Dhruv ne mera cord khola, track pant ghutnon tak utra, mera lund uski mutthi mein aa gaya. Usne niche jhuk kar meri nok ko chata, phir pura lund muh mein liya. Garmi aur geelapan ek saath chadha.

Maine uske kandhon ko pakda, deewar se peeth sataaye. Woh mujhe muh de raha tha, dheere, phir tez. Main uske baal ke beech se dekh raha tha, uski peeth ki lakir, uski kamar ki halki jhulai. Gay lovers ki tarah hum dono isi hall mein khade the, koi naatak nahi, koi jhoot nahi.

Tab bahar mandir ka loudspeaker chilla utha. Aarti ka pehla bol itna tez tha ki Dhruv ka munh meri nali se hat gaya. Hindustan ke is purane shahar ki gali se aarti nikal aati hai, par us waqt woh shor hamare liye dhakan ban gaya. Koi class wapas nahi aane wali thi jab tak bhajan chalega.

Dhruv uth khada hua. “Yahan khidki ke paas nahi,” usne kaha. “Andar kone mein. Gaddiyan wahan gira, let jaate hain. Jaldi khatam karne ka plan chhod.”

Maine track pant ko poora utar diya, slippers ko side kiya. Hum teen mats ko andar ke sukhe kone mein bichha kar unke upar aa gaye. Yeh wahi hall tha, sirf jagah badli. Dhruv shorts aur underwear ek saath khiska kar nanga tha. Uska lund bhari hui nali par khada tha, nok chamak rahi thi.

Maine usko muh diya. Namak, garmi, uski ungli meri gardan par. Woh dheere dhakka de raha tha, main gale ki nali khol kar le raha tha. Phir usne mujhe peeth ke bal letaya. Mat thodi si siski. Usne meri thighs ko khola, meri gaand ke paas muh laaya, jeebh ghumayi, thook lagaaya. Meri kamar uth gayi.

“Condom mere short ke pocket mein hai,” usne kaha. Maine shorts uthaye, packet nikaala, uske lund par roll kiya. Rubber tight chadha, usne base par dabaaye rakha. Phir usne meri taangon ko apne kandhon ke kareeb kiya, nok meri gaand par rakh kar rukaa, meri aankhon mein dekha. Main sir hilaaya. Usne andar dhakka diya.

Pehla khinchao tez tha. Maine uske haath ko apni chhati par dabaaye rakha. Dhruv ruka, phir dheere aage badha, pura lund meri gaand mein baith gaya. Hum dono ki saans ek hi taal par aa gayi. Usne mujhe choda, pehle chhote dhakke, phir lambe. Mat ke neeche floor thoda thanda tha, upar uski jism garm.

“Aur de,” maine kaha, awaaz phat si. Usne meri kamar pakdi, rhythm badhaya. Mera lund hamari pet ke beech ragad kha raha tha. Maine apna ek haath neeche le jaakar khud ko masla. Dhruv jhuk kar mera munh chuma, daant mere honth par lage, uske baal mere maathe se chipke.

Aarti bahar doosre bol par thi, drum ki thap hall ki deewar se takra rahi thi. Andar sirf hamari skin ki awaaz thi, condom ki halki sisk, meri gaand ki pakad. Dhruv kabhi meri taang kandhe par uthata, kabhi mujhe karwat deta. Is baar usne mujhe pet ke bal kiya, meri kamar uthayi, peeche se lund phir ghusaaya.

Uske dhakke ab gehre the. Meri chhati mat se ragad kha rahi thi. Usne meri gardan ke paas muh laakar kaha, “Main nikalne wala hoon.” Maine uski ungli apne munh mein li, usne tez choda, ek, do, teen lambe dhakke, phir uska jism kas gaya. Condom ke andar uska cum bhar aaya, garmi meri nali tak mehsoos hui.

Woh andar hi raha, saans sambhalte. Uske haath ne mera lund pakda, tez masla, meri ungliyon ne mat ki kinar kas li. Main bhi nikal aaya, apni chhati aur mat par safed dhaage giraye. Dhruv ne condom pakad kar lund bahar nikaala, knot maara, tissue ki gaddi se jo class ke kone par pada tha, dono ne paseena saaf kiya.

Hum kuch pal lette rahe. Fan ki hawa ab thandi lag rahi thi. Dhruv ki ungli meri kamar par thi, na tok, na wada. Sirf do mard, kaam adhoora, jism khali.

Maine uski chappal pehn li

Maine underwear aur track pant pehne, grey shirt sir ke upar se kheench kar utari nahi, pehni. Dhruv ne vest aur shorts wapas liye. Hum dono ke kapde wahi the jo class ke baad the, sirf ab geele kinaare se chipke hue. Maine floor par rakhi chappal mein pair ghusaye aur darwaze ki taraf chala, shaam ki tuition ke liye late na ho jaun.

Pehla hi kadam ulajh gaya. Pair ke neeche rubber badi thi, aedi khali. Main dahliz par jhuka, dekha, yeh Dhruv ki chappal thi, meri nahi. Meri kaali slippers ab bhi mat ke paas padi thi. Galat joota pehan kar main daud nahi sakta tha.

Main wapas baith gaya, last mat par, pair nikaalte hue. Tuition ki jaldi jo meri chhati mein thi, wahi tut gayi. Dhruv ne apni chappal haath mein li, meri slippers mere pair ke paas sarka di. Maine unhe pehna, lekin uth kar nikalne ki jagah main wahi baitha raha, pani ki bottle se ghoont liya jo class ke kinare rakhhi thi.

Bahar aarti ka last bol khatam ho chuka tha. Hall ki fan ab bhi ghum rahi thi. Maine switch ki taraf dekh kar bhi haath nahi badhaya. Ab turant nikalna tha hi nahi. Dhruv mere saamne crouch karke apni chappal pehn raha tha, aur main mat par hi ruka, bottle ko ghutne se sataaye, is baar door ki taraf nahi.

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