Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2013 04:23:12 +0800 (SGT)
From: Hot Guy <softguy84@yahoo.in>
Subject: Innocent boy home alone Part 1- Gay

Dear Friends, My name is Pankaj and I am from a hilly town in the northern
parts of India. I was 19 and in my first year of college and was preparing
for engineering entrance exams so did not attend classes that often. Mostly
I used to stay at home and study, when I say study it used to be mostly
thinking about sex, but not in the usual way. Let me describe about myself
, I have a very fair skin and am very chubby , specially around my chest
and hips. In a word I had a quite girlish figure which i concealed from
everyone else other than myself. This was my litle secret and in my mind I
dreamt of being taken by a man , loved and treated like the most pretty
thing on earth.

The incident happened when my parents decided to visit my sisters place for
a visit but I had to stay back or rather chose to stay back due to my
studies.

We stayed in a secluded house at the end of the main street that was called
station street as it led all the way to the railway station. Our house had
a garden and the hedges grew quite high especially as it was the rainy
season. One evening , it was raining heavily and to be honest I was quite
afraid to be on my own and suddenly I heard a sound coming from the door. I
somehow mustered the courage and asked who is it, trying to sound as
confident as possible but there was no reply. Something prompted me to open
the door and when I did I was shocked to see an old man lying in front of
the door and shivering, he was so weak that he could not talk.He just
looked at me and I helped him in. What else should I have done! Yes, I know
he is probably a beggar or thief but I could not have left him alone, could
I? I brought him in and made him lie on the sofa. His clothes were in
batters and he was smelling horrible. He had rough skin dirty fingernails
and a hair which he has not washed in ages, although from outside his torn
clothes I could see he was a very muscular guy when he was young. At home
since there was no one I was wearing just a banyan and shorts. Till this
time I was not consious of my revealing looks but after a while when the
man sat up I became concious but I was frozen to do anything at that
point. I quickly went inside and got him some water with trembling
hands. Although it was my house it seemed that I was now his servant and
could not disobey any of his orders although he did not give any. I tried
to smile at him but his eyes were on my left boob which has now slipped
from my banyan and making me embarassed. I turned red but could not do
anything. Maybe I should have just left him outside but it was too late
now. Too late for what! nothing happened yet then why am I thinking.. well,
he signaled me to come near him , as if hypnotized i went near him and sat
beside him.He stared at my eyes and ran his dirty finger on my lips. I was
shaking in excitement of what was to happen next..he just called me Sneha.I
dont know why but I liked the name and smiled back at him but looked away
soon as I was too shy. he slowly removed my banyan and there my two
delicate breasts were in front of him. He kept looking at them, at their
pink puffy nipples and then suddenly grabbed me and began to suckle them
roughly.I could not utter anything and I was in heaven, now I knew what it
was to feel like a girl. I felt that he could do whatever he wanted with my
boobies as they were his..my job was to make them nice and soft for so many
days so that he can enjoy them..he kept sucking and biting them for about
10 minutes..the smell that seemed so bad at first now seemed attractive and
musky.I wanted to see where the smell came from. He opened his torn shirt
and reveled a hairy chest , I buried my face in it and smelled his
muskiness.not for long because he now openend my shorts and was looking at
my tiny penis, not taking much notice of it he forcefully bent me
..although I could not see him i knew he was looking at my pink asspussy
and any moment it could happen ..he started rimming me with his rough
tongue and I almost cummed..I turned around and with courage took down his
torn pyjamas. I was shocked to see his cock..so sweaty and smelly and dirty
but I was attracted to it, what could I do. Moreso his balls were huge and
were hanging lose..he make me lie on my back and now pushed his balls in my
mouth which was sucked with all pleasure..salty/smelly/dirty but for me and
I made the most of it..I then took his black cock in my mouth and made
indescribable sounds while I sucked it, hairs came in the way but I did not
mind , should this not how a real man should be .. organic and natural and
it was the duty of the wife to serve ..I was turned to a complete girl in
my mind and knew nothing but that I had to suck his cock and make sure he
is comfortable ..this went on for ages , when I looked at him he had his
eyes closed.a tear drop escaped my eyes which he missed but that's
alright..after a while he exploded in my mouth and turned me into his
wife...I swallowed his cum and he lifted me up and kissed my lips.. we
decided to have some dinner which of course I would make and then celebrate
our wedding night.

--guys, please let me know if you would like to hear what happened next in
another story