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The Second Rendezvous... Ch. 02

by indian_feet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I know it's been quite some time since I updated my story... well here goes the conclusion. It had been almost like an eternity being tortured by my professor in an erotic way. All that toe sucking and foot worshipping had made me horny as hell and my engorged, hard cock was now too much sensitive, ready to cum. I was quite turned on that I was at his mercy...

The Second Rendezvous...

by indian_feet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was just another noon and I was lazing around in my hostel campus. I had cleared my exams and in particular the chemistry paper, thanks to my 'favorite' prof! I was getting bored with nothing to do. So, I decided to 'check' out the library, hoping to meet my professor. After what transpired last week in his staff room, I was wondering what was in store...

Indian Boy Seduces Men in Train

by hornyindian1 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

That day I had shaved my armpits, hands and legs and worn a skimpy top. The goal was clear...to get a fat cock up my hungry ass and be used just as a fuck toy. Let me tell you something about myself. I am an Indian boy, 19, having a slender frame, soft features, full lips, gay and sex obsessed. Unlike what people think, living in a country where sex is tab...

Feet Sex with Chemistry Professor

by indian_feet on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

It was the time when the exam papers are out and we, the usual bunch of students wait for our fate to be decided by our mentors - some of those who we have not even seen for months! It was just another lazy afternoon when I decided to stay back in the campus for some additional reads in the library. I had finished my lunch and headed to the library. It was...

An Indian Captive

by rae121452 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the "gentlemen's clubs", basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City. I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as...

The Early Appointment

by shy_indian on Dec 12, 2018
Gay Male

I had recently strained my ankle climbing the stairs and I decided to visit the doctor before it turned nasty. After resting my sore feet for the night, I left for the clinic to meet a bone specialist who fortunately stayed near my house. I was lucky to have had the first appointment in the morning! After a short drive, I reached the clinic. It had just bee...

The Indian Doctor Ch. 01

by KeithD on Jul 10, 2019
Gay Male

[This is a completed five-chapter GM novella that will complete posting by mid-July 2019.] *** I now understand that my subconscious was miles ahead of my "surface" brain on knowing what I wanted. Male models apparently are as justly characterized as thick brained as female models are reputed to be. I suppose I was more narcissistic in my youth and early a...

The Indian Doctor Ch. 03

by KeithD on Jul 17, 2019
Gay Male

The Indian doctor's second summons came during a business lunch with my boss at the Bangkok club rooms in the Montien Hotel of the Royal Phattaya Yacht Club. It came as somewhat of a surprise as it was more than a month after the last time I'd been at the doctor's office. My boss was sponsoring me for membership in the club even though I had yet to buy so mu...

The Indian Doctor Ch. 02

by KeithD on Jul 17, 2019
Gay Male

It had been weeks since I'd seen the Indian doctor. I'd been propositioned by my boss, a Swede fifteen years older than me. And, basking in the new world the doctor had opened up for me, I'd let him fuck me in his room and then on his boat off the beach in Phattaya, a seaside resort for the super rich Thai and expatriates not more than a two-hour drive from...

The Indian Doctor Ch. 04

by KeithD on Jul 30, 2019
Gay Male

Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...