Family’s Forbidden Fruit-IV

The Magical Fingers

In the previous part, you saw the hot foreplay between me and bhaijaan, and the kinky interlude. The story continues…..

The door opened, but my eyes did not. I was fearing the worst, that i would be caught, by my mom, or my aunt, all bound to the bedpost, naked, while being covered in edibles all over my genitals. But it turns out it was bhaijaan who had entered the room as I opened my eyes. He closed the door hurriedly behind him, and clearly was out of breath. 

Bhaijaan- “Abe behenchod, bach gye aj. Mom to upar aa hi gyi thi. Wo to maine driveway m car doh li thi isliye daudta hua aa gya”(Damn, somehow escaped today. Mom almost came up to the room. Luckily i saw the car in driveway and came sprinting.)

Me- “Mujhe lga aunty hi aa gai h. Meri to poori Tarah fat gai thi. Agar akar mujhe ese dekh leti to kya bolta mai. Sab teri galti h, ese chodkar gya tha.”(Fuck, I thought aunt is up here. What would i have said had she seen me like this. It’s all your fault.)

Bhaijaan- “Abe to mujhe thodi pta tha itni jaldi aa jayenge ye log. Par ye lekar aya mai” (Idiot, its not as if i knew they would be back so soon. Anyways, I did bring this.)

He flashed a pack of Durex Air condoms at me.

Then he untied me hurriedly, saying they are asking for me downstairs. He had told them he would look for me in my room and send me. I started moving towards washroom, to take a shower, to clean those chocolaty nipples and that ass crack. Hussain held my hands, kissed me on the lips and said, “Tu kha ja rha hai jaan. Tujhe abi jannat dikhai hai. Ese hi ja. Aj rat sabke sone k bad tujhe mere lund se maze karwaunga.”(Don’t wear the clothes. Tonight you have much more fun things to do)

Somehow the idea of being dirty, waiting for his dick in my asshole made me horny. So I just wore my clothes and cleaned my face before going downstairs. Before leaving the room I realised that I had been here for almost 2 and half hours, naked altogether with my dream hunk. It was still hard to believe that this had happened. Anyways, I was downstairs now and caught in meaningless chatter. My wrist and calves were both still hurting, from being bound for so long, but somehow that pain wasn’t bothering me, it was enjoyable, like a proof that I wasn’t dreaming, that it all did happen with me.

Night didn’t come fast enough, as if my longing brought joy to time. The waiting was still fine, but I had to sit opposite bhaijaan during dinner, and once he dropped the spoon, reached under the table and grabbed my dick, which was lying inside my shorts without any undies. I was barely able to control my reaction, and he reappeared as if nothing happened.

I finished my dinner faster than everyone that day, and ran to my room, excusing myself to take a shower. In reality, I wanted Hussain badly, and couldn’t control anymore. I threw all caution to wind now, and decided to enjoy his game. I removed all my clothes, took those torn undies of mine from his bed and hung it on his room’s door handle, as an invitation. This was my signal, to tell him that I am ready, to enjoy him, to let him ravage me.

I lay there for quite some time, bhaijaan ensuring that I wait for him long enough. I started to rub my hole, closing my eyes, imagining the happening day that lay behind me. I don’t know when, but it turned me on so much that not one, but two of my own fingers found way inside my hole, while my eyes were closed and my moans inaudible. I was in so much pleasure that I was moaning, moaning louder than anything, but only though my expressions. In reality, not a single sound escaped my lips, just the sound of heavy breaths and rustling bedspread, while my fingers explored my anal cavity and my mind explored the realm of pleasure that could only be divine.

It wasn’t the first time my fingers roamed inside my hole, but the sensation they were sending was new, explored before. Probably it was my imagination that was feeling the sensation. The sensation didn’t last long though, and I don’t even know how, but my dick erupted like a volcano, spewing lava in all direction. And a lot of it, more than I usually cum, all over my chest and my abdomen, and a little on the sheets too. When my fingers came out of the anus, I was exhausted, feeling like I was tied to a roller coaster, completely spent. I lay there, I don’t know for how long, just like that, naked and covered in my own cum.

Bhaijaan entered the room then, with my torn underwear in one hand and a devilish smile on his face. However, as soon as he saw me in my current state, the cum covered bitch that I was looking like, that smile vanished and was replaced with a grin.

Bhaijaan- abe itna bhi intezar nhi kar paya tu bhadwe. Pehle hi sab nikal dia. Chal koi baat nhi, abi to raat shuru hui hai. (You couldn’t even wait a little you cum thirsty bitch. Anyways, its the beginning of night, we have so many more surprises)

His grin was so wide I could imagine what was going through his brain. He came close to me, and bent, kissing my cum covered chest. Then he took a big scoop of that cum, on his tongue, right from my navel to my chest, and savoured the taste. He seemed to enjoy it. He then went further down, licked my dick from its base to its glory, kissing its tip ever so gently and and ran his cum stained tongue all over my body, coming up to my neck. He removed his t-shirt and his pants, now only in his briefs, and kissed me. I could taste my own saltiness in that wet kiss.

We were so engrossed in the kiss we never knew when our bodies became entwined, with my hand inside his briefs, rubbing his penis. I only realised when bhaijaan said, “Abe, chal bathroom me. Ye to hum done hi tere maal me lipat chuke hai.” (Let’s go to bathroom. It looks like we are both covered in your semen). Then he took hold of me by my dick, and guided me to the bathroom. All the while I was ogling at his perfect thighs and his round ass, and wanted to eat it again like I did in the afternoon.

He switched on the shower, and removed his briefs. I know I saw his dick a few hours ago, and it was in my wet imaginations a few minutes ago, but I still couldn’t take my eyes off it. I had drenched the hunger in my ass with my fingers not even an hour ago, and it was hungry again, with even more intensity for that thick brown meat. I guess I would not be satisfied until I have it in me now. Hussain saw me watching his ‘member’ lustily, and said, “Abe Randi, shower chalu hai. Pehle yha aja. Wo bhi milega tujhe, aaj teri gaand ki aag bujha hi dunga.” And pulled me under the cold shower. (Bitch, com ito the shower. Don’t worry, you’ll get my dick, that hunger of your hole will be drenched today)

The next part brings the story of these two brothers, together in the shower, while exploring each other’s bodies. Write to me or connect over instagram, @indian_men_xperiences.