Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2003 10:31:23 -0800 (PST)
From: KKHere <gaysguys@yahoo.com>
Subject: Growing Up in India -  2

DISCLAIMER:
The following contains sexually explicit material portraying minors in
sexual situations. If you find this objectionable please do not read.
The story is based on my own experiences though the names of the
people involved have been changed.

Copyright 2003 All Rights reserved.
This story may not be distributed or republished without the consent
of the author.

Growing Up in India --- Part 2 (B/B Incest)

At dinner that night I was not my usual chatty self. My brother and I
were known among all our relatives to be very intelligent and good at
talking to people. Most of the elders were always discussing something
or the other with me, ranging from local politics to big issues like
science and history and such. I knew these things from what I studied
in school and read in various books. I was a regular bookworm and
thats why I had been initially rummaging in Roop's book cupboard.

My aunt, Roop's mother and my father's sister, noticed that I was
unusually quiet though the discussion between my father and her
husband on the issues of communal politics was a rather heated one and
under normal circumstances I would have given my own inputs. I was,
however, engrossed in my own thoughts and did not even hear the
conversation going on. She asked me if I was alright and I snapped out
of my thoughts just enough to tell her I was, and that I was thinking
about some stuff I read in a book that afternoon. She was satisfied
but Roop gave me a smirk and continued eating. I blushed a bit, but of
course blushing is not possible for us indian guys due to our dark
skin, so no one noticed that.

It was bed time soon. I had been sleeping in Roop's room for all of my
stay. This was aranged so by our parents according to who we liked to
spend time with, that meant me with Roop and my brother with
his. Today I had a queasy feeling in my stomach as I went to bed. An
extra foldable bunk bed had been added for me in Roop's room which
could be folded and kept away during the day. Till now Roop had been
putting my bed near the opposite wall as his every night. Tonight I
gulped as I entered the room and saw him putting the bed right next to
his.

"I thought we would like to talk for a bit tonight and having the beds
on opposite sides would make us talk loudly and disturb our brothers
in the next room." he told me.

"Yeah I have a lot of things I wanted to talk to you about." I
said. In fact I had been wondering about how to get him to talk all
through dinner and then later as we all were watching some TV in the
living room.

"Come lie down and we would talk." he told me.

I went and changed into my Kurta Payjama, which I usually wear to bed,
and went and lay on my bed. Roop usually slept in boxer shorts. He
undressed and lay down on his bed. He turned on the night light and
turned off the tubelights in the room. In india it is not considered
nice to sleep in total darkness and so everyone has a little
nightlight in the bedrooms.

"Tell me about sex and stuff." I asked him softly.

"Ok, I'll tell you." he said. "You'll probably be entering puberty in
a couple of months and would have to know about it anyway. I was not
fortunate enough to have anyone tell me stuff when I was 13. I learnt
mostly by listening to guys talking in school and then when I joined
the gym a year and a half back."

"What's puberty?" I interrupted.

"Well puberty is the thing that happens to your body as you grow up
and makes you able to have sex and make babies eventually when you are
a man."

"You mean all this is about making babies?" I asked somewhat panicked.

"Yes, I mean no. You won't be making babies. You would produce the
stuff that when combined with a woman's stuff makes a baby in a womans
womb." he laughed.

"Thank God! I thought I was going to be pregnant or something." I
sighed.

He laughed even more.

"Ok tell me about in in detail. In order too." I pestered him.

"Ok, here it is." he stated. He told me then everything about how
babies are made and all the changes that shall happen to my body as I
developed.

"You mean Papa did that to Mommy to make me and my brother?" I asked
somewhat grossed.

"Yes he must have. There is no other way." he said.

"How can that be? Where was I when they did that to make my brother? I
was always with mommy when I was young." I wondered.

"I don't know. Probably you were sleeping. Grown ups find ways to do
it without young ones coming to know about it." he said in an amused
way.

"Ok, I understand. But then if everything is about making babies then
why would two guys have sex as they were in those pictures you have?
Hell we had sex in the evening, didn't we?"

"Well thats the hard part. You see in order to make babies a guy and a
girl must come together and that happens when they like each
other. But sometimes some guys like guys only or some girls like girls
only. They don't like each other enough to have sex. They are called
homosexuals. There are some guys and girls that like both guys and
girls to have sex with them. They are called bisexuals. All other guys
who like girls and girls who like guys are called heterosexuals. Now
only the hetero or bi guys, when they have sex with a hetero or bi girl,
make babies. In other cases they cannot. But still they have sex
because they like each other. So sex is not just about making
babies. Its also about liking and loving each other." he explained.

"You mean you had sex with me because you like me?" I asked feeling
elated.

"Yes, sure I like you. I love you." he said and embraced me as we lay.

I loved the feeling of this and hugged him back.

"I love you too." I said. "Does that mean I am homosexual? Are you
homosexual or bisexual?" I asked him.

"Well we can't say anything about you as you are too young. You will
know when you enter puberty and have grown up a bit. As for me, I am
homosexual. Homosexual guys like to call themselves by the name
Gay. Its much shorter and simpler to say you know." he told me.

"So you are Gay. How did you know you were Gay?" I asked again.

"Let me think. When I entered puberty and the rest of my friends in
school did too, I remember all of them talking a lot about girls and
which girl looked hot and all that. I never seemed to understand why
they found a particular girl hot. I thought perhaps I would find some
very beautiful girl and think of her as hot. But that never
happened. Then I learned about masturbation."

"Whats masturbation?" I interrupted.

"Thats the thing we did to each others dicks in the evening. We can do
it to our own dicks too. But when you do it to your own dick you need
to imagine something that makes you excited to make it good." he told
me. "But let me continue my story, as I said I learnt about
masturbation, I would always think about some good looking guy from
school or some guy I saw on TV, never a girl. I started to think
something was wrong with me. Then when this gym opened about a year
and a half back on the next street they left some pamphlets around in
every house to advertise. That pamphlet showed a very good looking guy
with very nice muscles in a very small undie. I wanted to look like
him so I joined the gym. It was in the gym that I realised that I was
excited by guys and wanted to have sex with them.

"The gym had a few instructors and I asked one to help me when I first
joined. He was one of the people who had opened up the gym and he used
to go to one of the expensive gyms in Hazratganj. (the really expensive
place for all the rich people in Lucknow) He was also from my school
and was in twelfth grade then. (indian equivalent of a senior in high
school, Roop being in the nineth grade, indian equivalent of a
freshman in highschool) We always wore just our jockstraps and shorts
while working out, and my eyes were all over his body. Sometimes I
though he looked at my shorts all the time when spotting me. One day I
pulled a muscle in my thigh while trying to stretch. He came and
started to massage my thigh and help me get up. I stated to get erect
and my jockstrap strained a bit. He seemed to notice and brushed the
bulge in my shorts with the back of his hand. Our eyes met and he told
me to lean on him and come with him.

"The gym was in the front portion of a large bungalow and I realised
that the bungalow belonged to his father who was a rich bussinessman
and they lived on the upper levels. He took me to their house and to
his room. He set me on his bed and told me that he was going to take
my shorts off. I agreed and he took my shorts off and his own
too. Both of us were then in our jockstraps, and he continued
massaging my thigh and brushing his hand with the bulge in my jock. My
erection was growing and I noticed his was too. Then something
happened that I had not expected. As his erection grew the very thin
mesh material of his jock that was straining now came undone and I
could see his erect dick in all glory and the pouch of his jock
hanging by the side. He looked down and chuckled, said that they were
the sock style jock with no back straps and the pouch was just tucked
under your balls and stayed there. I was amazed and asked where he got
them. He told me that he had gone to Singapore last year with his
father and bought a couple of them there and sneaked them here without
anyone knowing. Then he took off my jock too and took my erect dick in
his mouth and sucked me. It was the best feeling. I orgasmed and he
swallowed the semen. My thigh had recovered by now and I wanted to
suck his hard dick too. So I turned him over and sucked on his
dick. It was good too. He gasped he was going to shoot soon and if I
did not want his semen in my mouth I should let it go. I thought that
he had just drank my semen so let me try and taste it at least and I
let him shoot in my mouth. It was a starchy taste, a bit salty, not
bad, so I swallowed.

"That was the first of the many times we had sex and he also had
intenet as he was a very rich person and he downloaded pictures for me
and printed them. They were the ones you saw in the cupboard. He left
when the school finished that year to join some engineering college in
south india. So now I know for sure that I am Gay." he finished his
story.

I had become very excited listening to it and my dick was hard in my
Payjama. I noticed that Roop's dick was also hard and tenting his
shorts. He told me to take off my clothes and come nearer. I got up
and took off my clothes and climbed back in bed. He had taken off his
shorts too. I crept close to him and he pulled me towards and on top
of himself.

We kissed deeply and then he turn and lay me on the bed and crept down
kissing all over my chest and stomach and then took my hard dick in
his mouth. As he sucked I felt my body shudder and I had the greatest
feeling in my whole body. As he continued the good feeling kept
increasing and became so intense that I jerked and thrashed on the
bed. He stopped sucking and kissed my belly button. The feeling passed
and I started to long for it again. He seemed to sense it and went
back to my dick and sucked again. In some time I had again experienced
the ecstacy. Then he came up and lay beside me and took my hand and
stated to masturbate hiself with my hand. I told him I wanted to suck
his dick too and crept down and took it in my mouth. It was hard and
soft too. The skin was soft as silk but the whole thing was hard as a
rock. I loved the feeling of it in my mouth and I rolled my tongue
near the head. I tasted something salty and let go thinking he was
shooting.

"Don't stop." he said.

"I tasted something salty. I thought you were shooting in my mouth." I
explained.

"Its only lubrication and I'll tell you before I shoot." he reassured
me.

I took his dick back in my mouth and used my tongue on it and copied
the up and down movement he had done earlier on my dick. I could not
take his whole dick in my mouth as he had done but nearly half of
it. Soon he was breathing very hard and told me he was about to
shoot. As I was about to let go of his dick I felt a sweet and salty
thing on my tongue and I thought that it was not so bad after
all. Then there was more and more. I had to start to swallow it in
order to not make it drip from my mouth.

When he finished shooting he told me not to swallow all of it and keep
some in my mouth. I already had a mouthful still in there. So I let go
of his dick and he pulled me up to his face and kissed me pushing his
tongue in my mouth. I opened my mouth and he got the mouthful of his
own semen. We kept kissing for some time and then I just lay on top of
him listening to his heartbeat.

I must have dozed off and so must have he for when he shook me there
was a little light coming from the windows and it must be dawn. He
told me to get dressed and get on my own bed in case someone came to
wake us up.

That was the second experience with Roop. I will stay at his place for
two more days before leaving back for home. Coming soon what happens
in these two days and then later on when I come back home.

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I would like your comments on the story.