Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2011 13:48:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Nidhi Kulkarni <freddy_yyy_2k@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Bollywood Adventures - Cheating Kartik

Disclaimer: Guys, this story is purely fictitious and intended for
entertainment purpose only. It does not, in any way, promote the sexual (or
other addictive) acts featured within, nor does it give an excuse to opt
for unprotected sex. Do take care while going physical – you have only
one life – cherish it!  (Do send your valuable comments on my email ID
– would love your suggestions and positive criticism)

I am a rascal ... always have been one. Tell me about the conventional
romance, made-in heaven couples and I will kick you out of the room. I have
always found pleasure in out-of-the-box adventures, both for my life as
well as my sex drive. This one (though fictitious, is quite inspired from a
parallel incident) happened to me about 2 years ago (when I was 23) and
living in the suburbs of Mumbai. I was a freelance fashion photographer who
earned handsomely from wannabe models who aspired for getting a fancy
portfolio set for themselves.

Though there were many genuine customers who never bargained for my
services, there were many pain-in-the-ass wannabes who infuriated me,
asking for off-peak-hour rates. I tried my best to be as much polite to
them as my professional self told me to, but sometimes things just went
aloof, as happened with this 19 year old lad.

It was raining outside (as a usual picture of Mumbai) and I was bored
sitting alone. Even a couple of beers did me no good and instead, rised up
my urge for banging somebody (I am a bisexual), though I knew it very well,
sex doesn't come so easily, especially in such a stormy weather. My
muscular body, alongwith my screwdriver was aching for some relief. And
then it happened.

This guy, named Kartik started bugging me online. He claimed he was a
dropout and really wanted to become a model but had no good contacts, nor a
powerful financial background. I told him about my profile, the final
settlements and the future prospects but he was adamant. I thought
`What-the-fuck' and was about to block him when it clicked me that this
bitch can help me release my trapped semen. I pretended to compromise over
my rates since I had no calls today and asked him to make it to my studio
(which is a part of my penthouse) in the next 40 minutes. He said okay and
logged out, leaving my devil mind all set for planning my best yet trap.

Amazingly, this guy turned up on the 25th minute – it was as if he knew
he would get the deal. He was about 5.9", pretty fair, hazel brown eyes,
noisy & curly hair and a semi-athletic body. What turned me on was the wet
clothes which hugged his body, revealing his erect tits, his belly button
and his ass curve (which I could see as he bent down to undo his shoes). My
cock was screaming by now, but I was in no hurry.

Between the last twenty minutes, I had prepared a welcome drink for my
little prey (coke, some vodka, and some – ahem – Rohypnol – also
called as the date rape drug). Don't ask me how I got it or where we can
buy some – as I told you, this is an erotic fiction.

I asked Kartik to remove his wet clothes and put on a set from my client
wardrobe collection. He went inside the changing room & I thought of
dashing in and taking this kid right away – but well – patience is
rewarded sooner or later.  After a couple of minutes, he came out, dressed
in a Yellow Mantra Tee and a Giordan Lee 3/4ths. He couldn't have looked
sexier ... ! I asked him to sit down on the couch in front of me and asked
him whether he consumes alcohol. He beamed brightly and proceeded to the
`welcome drink'. I knew Rufie takes about half an hour to do its job and
then the victim can be used for the next couple of hours, after which he
passes out and wakes up to no memory of what he did during the trance. So I
thought of starting a casual discussion.

I asked him about his education, his family, his future aspirations and so
on. He firstly thanked me for the bargain offer and told me things about
himself, which I was least interested in. What turned me one was, however,
the candid attitude the kid held as he opened himself upto the core. I then
proceeded ahead and showed him my sample picks and asked him if he had any
such specific requirement. He browsed through the collection and told me
that he knew nothing in particular, as he was a newbie. I said okay and
told him to proceed over to the studio. He woke up, and gave a little jolt,
which confirmed the drug was not counterfeit. I escorted him onto the set
(cubes and drapes – the most primitive combination) and told him to
stand at ease as I check out the lighting and the camera angles to be set
up. As he stood there, I arranged the lights, remodeled the BG a bit and
set up the camera. Then I pulled up my set of props and passed him a soccer
ball.

Then I went over to him and set him up for the pose with his knees bent a
bit and the ball resting on his waist. It was an amateur pose. As I set him
up, I deliberately touched his waist and gave it a slight squeeze. As I
directed him to bend his knees, his virgin ass accidently brushed against
my monster, letting a small moan release from my mouth. But the drug was
working pretty well as Kartik didn't respond. I went ahead to my camera and
clicked a snapshot after guiding him atleast a dozen times. He was really
excited and was giving it a really good shot – shame, the guy was gonna
lose it in the next couple of hours.

After a couple of sporty shots, I asked him if he wanted to get out of his
shirt and pose – I complimented him that he had developed a good deal of
muscles at an early age and showing them off in his portfolio will only
broaden his chances to get good assignments. He okayed immediately and
pulled out his tee.

WOW – his chest was brilliant – not a hair here and there. His
nipples were fresh pink (pure virgin) and his belly button was like a
baby's. I licked my lips (virtually of course). I suggested him different
poses which he gladly followed. Then I asked him to turn around and rest
against the wall. I went ahead to him and asked him to pull down his pants
a bit to reveal his underwear strap. He smiled again and asked me to do it
– as he did not know to what extent it should be pulled down. SMARTASS
– he was a born bitch.

But I was gonna get naughty too. I deliberately pulled his pant tightly. It
came down along with his underwear till I could see that virgin booty
halfway down. OMG – what an ASS! Not even girls have such great
assets. It was pure smooth and that flesh made my dick spring up for a
rape. It was difficult staying sane every moment.

I said `oops' and asked him to pull it up, unzip and adjust his strap
again. I was surprised to see he wasn't pissed off at all – the drug was
working just fine. I went to my camera and waited for him to adjust his
strap. But the drug was doing real trouble – he couldn't concentrate and
instead his pants slipped down to his legs. WOW – he was showing off his
big ASS halfway, as the other half was hidden under his Levi's. I gave a
small tug to my monster. I asked him if he was okay, and he replied
something that shocked me.

`Can you take a nude portfolio of me? I mean I have seen big models doing
it ... I want to do it too!'

`Are you sure you should be doing it kid?' I said, though I was shouting in
my mind, telling the kid to tear off his undies and let me assault him.

The kid was really horny, thanks to Rufie. He took off his underwear and
revealed a semi hard dick, about 4 inches long. I asked him to wipe himself
with some pixie-dust (powder used for enhancing the light effects) all over
himself. He took a handful of the powder and rubbed all over his chest,
face, his tummy, his genitals, legs and so on. Then he asked me whether he
should be applying to his backside. I said yes.

He asked me to help him as he couldn't reach his back. I thanked myself for
this opportunity and proceeded. I took the powder and started with his
shoulders. He was obviously feeling great – who wouldn't? I came down
and continued it till the waist. Then, I rubbed some on his big mounds and
began spreading them. It was amazing – the guy was totally drugged and
was enjoying it. He put up his one hand one my and motivated me to work
more. But I was not going to take a chance till he was all down as it would
ruin my career. I just spread it, giving him some tips on how to work out
to burn some extra fat (though his extra fat had fallen in the right place
– his ASS). I asked him if he plays football. He said yes and asked him
how I knew it. I joked that only footballers had such cute asses. He turned
his head and winked at me. WOW ... I wanted to bite those rosy lips right
away – but well!

I playfully slapped his butt cheek and went ahead to get my portable
camera. I came over to him and could see that he was nearly down with
Rufie. I told him a couple of poses which will secure a good pic while
hiding his genitals. He sniggered shamelessly. After a couple of frontal
poses, I asked him to turn around, rest his hands on his butts and look
behind. He did it, but then, he started playing with his mounds. Dirty boy!
I wickedly told him not to play around and just rest it on his buns. He
asked me to demonstrate.

SMART DOG ... he thought I would rest my hands on `my' butt. I went ahead
and rested both my hands on his smooth buns. WOW – what a silky
feeling. He moaned and I immediately took off my hands. He asked me to
continue as he was enjoying it. I asked him what he had in his mind
directly. I no longer had the patience to stay sane.

He turned around, showing off his drugged eyes and told me that he really
loved me ... not so strange ... my profile has always attracted people –
I get compliments every now and then. He just wanted to enjoy with me, he
said. He started getting all cute and girly ... but heck – I just wanted
a ditch to unload my truck. However, I faked stuff like `I have really
liked you too' and all shit. He fell for it. I just placed aside my camera
and took Kartik into my arms.

It was like he melted. He felt so warm. I ran my fingers through his curly
hair, his nose, cheeks and then his rosy lips. He opened his mouth to let
my fingers in. WOW .. he was sucking like a slut – God knows what he
will do with my monster. I placed my other hand on his waist and gave it a
squeeze, pulling the bitch closer. He slithered like a snake, ready to
molt. I then slid my hand down to his boobs and began squeezing them. This
was kind of an uncomfortable place, so I escorted Kartik to my bedroom. I
did not forget to carry my camera alongwith.

Once inside, I pushed him on the bed and began snapping pictures. He was
responding excitedly, giving poses only a slutty girl would give. I kept
the camera aside and got on him. I smooched him, biting his lips, sucking
the sweet nectar off this kid. He rested his hand on my back, exploring my
worked-out muscles. I got up and pulled off my shirt and shorts. He was
amazed at my physique.

I lay down on him, focusing on his two virgin boobs. I asked him if anyone
had played with them before. He rejected shyly. I jokingly told him that
once I suck his nipples, he will become my wife permanently. He blushed and
his cheeks turned dark pink.

I smiled and took hold of his boobs. I began massaging them and licked his
left nipple. WOW – far better than a girl's perky tit ... they were so
soft. The touch of my tongue made his nipples erect. I bit his left nipple
and he let out a moan. I then began sucking on his left and then his right
nipple. Kartik was pullin my head closer to his boobs, just like a girl
does. All this time, my monster was forcing against his groin.

His boobs were now shining with my saliva. I went up and smooched him for
some time and then turned him. WOW .. What a figure! His ass was inviting
me to rape it. I began kissing his back and then came down. I spanked his
ass for a while. He was moaning but definitely liking it. Once I was
satisfied with the red tinge that appeared on his globes, I parted his
cheeks tightly. There inside was my prize, a tight pink virgin buy
pussy. It was completely hairless. I touched his asshole – he
slithered. I slapped his ass again and told the bitch to stay still. (He
must have been surprised to see the change in my behavior – but was
liking the way I dominated him)

I spitted inside on his asshole and used my fingers to spread it all over
the area. Then I took my camera and took some snaps for my personal
collection. Then I got up and pulled down my undies. My 9 incher sprang
up. I pulled up Kartik and pushed my dick into his mouth. He was surprised
but got on track gradually. He wet my whole tool with his saliva and began
gobbling it. My dick could feel the back of his throat. His mouth was
Oh-My-Darn warm. I began doubting his virginity after looking at the way he
was sucking me – so professional, so slutty – but what the heck, I
just need a pin-cushion.

He sucked me for a good 15-20 minutes. My dick was now all set for the
action. I turned him and again concentrated on his asshole. I spitted again
and began pushing my finger inside. Yes – he was a virgin! It was so
tight, but I managed to shove in one finger. He howled and asked me to take
it out. I slapped his ass hard and abused him, while shoving in another
finger. He was near to crying, begging me to stop. But I told him this is
what he will get for bargain packages. It was so erotic – I could do and
say anything I wanted – he will not remember anything after a few
hours. That is the power of Rufie.

I thrust my third finger inside and he started crying, turning me on more
and more. I began pushing my fingers back and forth, enjoying the wet
warmth and his howls. I then got up and told him that I will be now robbing
him off his virginity and that he will now become my wife. His eyes told me
he was a bit scared, though there was little he could do.

I put some pillows under his dick to bring up his fat ass. I spitted again
on his asshole and pointed my monster to this pussy. I thrust my hips till
I got my head inside. He howled again and I had to give him a couple of
slaps on his ass and cheeks to get him down again. I continue shoving till
I was halfway in. It was so pleasurable. His tight rectum was surrounding
my dick and his prostrate was getting used to this new feeling of lust and
pain. His howls had decreased to erotic moans.

I went ahead till I was fully inside him. He was moaning – that dirty
little slut. Once in, I began going to and fro, increasing my pace
rapidly. After a couple of minutes, the bed was shaking vigorously as I was
fucking this virgin kid madly in his boy pussy. I was abusing him a lot,
telling him how I will be using him regularly and how he will now serve as
another pussyboy for the fashion industry. Strangely, this was turning him
on as he began stroking his dick.

I fucked the hell out of him for about 20 minutes. He shot his load and his
anal muscles tightened, making me reach my climax. I took my dick out and
pushed him on the bed. I got over him and thrust my dick into his mouth,
just in time to gift him his first ever cumload. He was on his way to vomit
it but I threatened him to drink it all. Though he was very uncomfortable,
I made him drink all my juice, though some dripped out of his mouth.

I turned him around to see his asshole. Blood was now oozing out of his
pink pussy which was now robbed off. He collapsed on the bed. I took my
camera and shot a couple of snaps. Then I pulled him in my bathroom. I made
him sit in the tub till I had a piss. I came out and asked him to clean my
dick. He gobbled it all and cleaned it to the core. Then I put on the warm
whirlpool and dragged him inside. I cleaned his whole body and lathered it
up. I took some snaps again.

I got my dick hard again. I fucked Kartik for the second time in the
shower. He was resting against the wall as I fucked his pussy under the
warm shower. I simultaneously licked his lips, his boobs (which were now
red owing to their rough abuse). I then dried the both of us (had to,
because by now, he was totally drugged and was needing my support every now
and then).

I then escorted him into the bedroom. Both of us were pretty tired. I
dressed myself, and him. Then I pushed him down on the bed and slept
besides me, placing my hand inside his pants and putting my two fingers
inside his not-so-virgin pussy hole.

I got up just in time for dinner. He got up about half an hour later and
was confused like hell. But the best thing is that a guy (or a gal) would
believe any story you tell him after he gets out of the trauma. I told him
that we were doing just fine with the photoshoot when he collapsed down & I
had to pick him up and put him to bed. He was embarrassed a bit but I
convinced him it was okay. I offered him dinner but he said he had to rush
home. He paid my charges and thanked me for everything (though he didn't
even know half of what he should thank for).I told the boy to come after 4
days to pick his photos. I opened my front door for him and he left,
showing me his big ass (covered by his somewhat wet jeans) which I had
molested a couple of hours back. My devil mind began making plans for his
next visit.

P.S. Do tell me if you like my story. Also give me your suggestions for
improvisation or new plots.