Hi, I am from Mumbai, a 28-year-old who was once a straight guy but is now a curious chubby bottom. I weigh 78 kg. So, I’m not very thin. I am a bit fare, and of average height at 5’5″.
This story is from the 2021 lockdown, when everything was moving at a slow pace and our routine was set. We would get up late in the morning, work from home, and catch up with friends after 7 pm. We would then have another catch-up session around 11:30-12 pm at night.
One fine day, one of my old friends messaged me to catch up. He was from my college, but we had never met after that. So, we started meeting. And after a few weeks, we became good friends again. He lived 2-3 km away from my house.
Due to the lockdown, everyone was sex-deprived. And we would often discuss our girlfriends, make-out stories, Tinder, and Bumble stories. Slowly, we started discussing porn, our favorite stars, and types of porn. Because of the heat, we would sit in my car with the AC on and discuss all these things.
One day, we were both in the back seat of the car, as usual, and we started discussing aunties and bhabhis. We both loved them, and we would talk a lot about the aunties in my building. I didn’t know that night was going to be a little weird. My parking spot was in the basement of our tower, where there was usually only one security guard. And the area was very huge.
It was 11:30 pm, and we were discussing all sorts of things about aunties, including their breasts and milk. I felt a hand on my left shoulder; it was my friend Ankit’s hand. I thought it was a brotherly gesture. Slowly, he started caressing my shoulder, and I ignored it.
He started saying that in today’s world, a lot of boys are also trying these things. And I said, “Yes, I know.” He slightly moved his hand towards my neck, and it was getting weird for me. I said, “Why should we bother? It’s their own world.” He asked me if I was part of that world. I took his hand and removed it from my shoulder, looking at him angrily. He said, “Come on, it’s okay… you can trust me.” I said, “What nonsense?”
He asked me if I was not bisexual, and I said ‘no’ straight away. He said, “Oh, did you try with anyone?” I said, “No,” and he followed up by saying, “If you haven’t tried it, how do you know?” I didn’t have any answer to that. He came in a little closer to me and said, “I’m just asking you to try; nothing else.” I said, “But people…” and suddenly he put his finger on my lips and said, “Shhh… nobody will know this except me and you.”
Ankit is a tall, 5’9″ dark, handsome guy with a lean physique but strong build. He is mostly clean-shaven. And I don’t know, but I was attracted to him somehow.
Coming back to the story.
He said, “We’ll just try… nothing else,” and asked me to relax and sit back. He then put his hand around my shoulder and started caressing; he slowly put his hands inside my T-shirt, and I saw a spark in his eyes. He said, “You have a body like a chubby bhabhi type.” I smiled slightly and blushed, asking him to remove his hands as someone might see us in the car. He bent ahead, stopped the car, and pulled out the keys, saying, “Now, no one will see us,” and winked at me in a naughty way.
He leaned in for a kiss, and it was very awkward for a male-to-male kiss. He touched my lips with his lips proactively, and it was odd. But I said, “Let’s try it,” and opened my mouth. Oh damn, I started liking it and responded well. He broke the kiss and said, “You are worried, but it was a great kiss.” He approached me and started to remove my T-shirt; I stopped him, saying it was a bit too much. He said, “Come on, you are a chubby-looking guy, almost like a bhabhi; let me see your breasts and nipples.”
I was surprised to hear such language and said, “No,” strictly. He got dejected and sat beside me, saying, “Can I allow my hands inside your shirt,” and pleaded for it. I said, “Okay, but not for long.” He slid his hand inside my T-shirt and reached my breasts; they are more than a handful (I have a wide chest, almost 38 inches). He said, “Wow,” and somehow tried to press them.
Then, he said, “Just bend a little forward,” and slid his hand from my backside, holding my left side of the chest too. Then, my both breasts were in my friend’s hands, and he started to shake them.
“Uff… yaar, those are big! Why didn’t you show me them once?”
I said, “No.”
He kissed my neck and pleaded, “Please.”
I got ticklish and didn’t respond to anything. He took it as a ‘yes’ and removed my T-shirt in one second. I was naked in front of my friend. Then, he stared at my nipples and took his mouth towards them; I tried to push him from his head, but he caught my waist and pulled me near to him.
The next second, I felt wet on my left nipple; it was completely in his mouth, and he started sucking… I just did “ahhhhh… ahhh… ssss…” He said, “Now you know, na, that you are bisexual.” I looked at him and blushed. He started pressing my breasts like someone does to a female and biting them all over. In a few minutes, my whole breasts were wet and had marks on them. He kissed me, and this was a passionate kiss.
I thought he was satisfied, but he kept my hand on his cock. And I said, “Come on, this is too much, Ankit.” He insisted that I hold it at least and pulled down his pants along with his underwear. I was fucking astonished to see a thick, big dick – almost 6 inches. I held it in my hand. And I was very ashamed that I was doing all these things and confronted him, saying, “This is not right.” He said, “No, this is an experience you will not get anywhere; nobody would know ever. Don’t do it if you don’t like it after this,” and just kissed my lips. I didn’t respond to it.
He just pushed me onto the car’s back seat and started sucking my nipples, kissing my neck, and I gave up. I responded to him very strongly as I was horny now. I felt his cock on my stomach; I got up, and he knew I wanted it in my mouth. I suddenly sat down from the seat on my knees, like a bhabhi, and touched my lips to it. He said, “You know the right way already… someone, meri jaan, please suck it.” I took it inside; barely 60% went in. It was hot and thick; I could already taste the precum. I sucked it up and down slowly while Ankit was almost done. He asked me to stop it; I thought he didn’t like it. I asked him what happened, and he said nothing, asking me to remove my jeans.
It was a bit risky if someone would have spotted our car, but I have protective covers and curtains. We shielded our car and the front of the windshield with those covers. 80% of the car was now blocked. He said, “Remove your jeans,” and as I removed my underwear, he was shocked to see my ass. It was chubby and a bit jiggly. He pulled it towards him and kissed it very passionately, giving some bites too.
I asked, “What next?” And he said, “You will sit on my cock now.” I asked, “Not without a condom,” and I knew my asshole was very, very tight. He said he knows the thing, so not to worry. He removed a Vaseline bottle from his jeans and said, “I’m always ready.” He applied some to my asshole area, which literally made me feel like a girl now. I sat on his dick; he positioned it, but it didn’t enter.
Then, he asked me to bend forward and spread my ass while inserting his fingers. I felt uncomfortable and tried to open it up. After this, he signaled me to sit down; I felt something inside, and he pushed it in with a jerk. I shouted, “Ahhhhh,” but he somehow put his hand on my mouth. It fucking went inside completely, but it was very, very tight. So he said, “You just do the up and down thing only.” He was considerate enough to care about me.
He asked me to blow his dick again and later jerked it on my face; it was very odd to see myself like a slut. He even asked me to taste his cum; I gave him a second BJ on a wet dick, and he came twice in 5 minutes. We kissed again for almost 3-4 minutes straight. And this was the end to my first real experience.
The second incident will come soon.
Sorry for the long story; I’m a newbie, and I wanted to share my real story here as I have straight friends only. And nowadays, people judge a lot. Thank you for reading through.