Gay Indian Stories

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First Time with My Indian Fuckbuddy

by everydayboy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'd been talking to various guys on MSN Messenger for a while, and had even met a few for sex, though it was always only ever the one meeting, normally at my own flat but occasionally me traveling to their place. One guy in particular I had started chatting to was an Indian guy called Nav. We'd been chatting for a couple of weeks and the chat had started get...

Congo Drums

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The riverboat hit a log, or something, on the hull right at my head, and I woke with a start. The first sensation in the soft, wavering light of a single lantern hung by the doorway was the sound of the drums and low chanting from somewhere above. The driver and cook at it again. The sound was monotonous and comforting all at the same time. It also seemed...

We Made a Porno Pt. 02

by indianslut94 on May 4, 2020
Gay Male

My first true sexual experience happened to occur on camera. I was young and naive and perhaps didn't understand the complete implications of filming a sexual encounter, much less having that film being distributed without having any control. School went on without a hitch. Recovering from Jeff's massive penis was another story. It took about 1-2 weeks of...

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...

Tail in the South Pacific

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(Note to reader: For a fuller context for this story, read the "Wolf Creek" novella series and "The Photograph 1: John" and "The Photograph 2: Jamie.") Joe knew his unit shouldn't have entered the Scharzwald this close to dusk. The doughboys had been picked off one by one by the huns, hidden in the trees. But Joe knew someone must get through and warn the b...

Pirate's Tail

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I am fairly certain my father knew there was more to my being apprenticed to the Dutch munitions broker Fons Hertzog when I arrived in Cape Town from London then learning a merchant's trade. He was being protective of me, I'm sure, the Great War having broken out the previous summer in Europe with the assassination of the archduke. With the war only enlargi...

In Praise of Indian Cock

by newpaulman on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

You are a middle aged Asian man (Indian sub continent). Down to earth, unglamorous and overweight but attractive in your own way and possessing a natural masculinity. I am a white British man fascinated by what to you is perfectly ordinary but to me is exotic and exciting: your brown body. You have a masterful tendency. I have a submissive streak that makes...

India Assignment

by KeithD on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

"Lie back on the bed and cough when I tell you to, please." I did so, a little embarrassed I'd gone hard, but since the doctor was examining me to certify me clean to have bareback sex with a man, and he undoubtedly knew that, I didn't know why I should be embarrassed. Maybe it was because the doctor was a hunk and a half and told me up front not to worry a...

Shores of Tripoli Ch. 06

by KeithD on Sep 23, 2019
Gay Male

For several days in the Tripoli harbor fortress prison cell, Billy and Adam were unchained to crouch on the floor to eat two mean meals a day and to go to a small, outside walled enclosure near the cell to piss, defecate, and stretch their legs. Drinking water was brought to them periodically throughout the day, mostly by the men who arrived to fuck them. A...

Chocolate Fondue

by ozeboi69 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Rupesh tore the shirt open with the hunger of a child on Christmas morning. Chocolate fondue! Rich, smooth and dark, glistening with a light perspiration, skin pouring forth from the opening he'd made. Not an ounce of fat to spoil his lean holiday treat. The decorative party ribbons that bound Ahmad's hands behind the chair forced the prisoner's succulent f...