On the advice of my mathematics teacher, my father decided to send me to the teacher’s house during the holidays. Read the lessons my teachers taught me in my story.
In my previous story “Gandu Story –
Fucking my ass with an older boy”
you read how despite half-baked preparation, my ass died due to the lure of sexy books.
That experience was not repeated with the boy Weiping, and there was no question of initiative on my part, because Weiping kept promising to bring the book home as agreed, and I took that experience as a protocol. . Complete one part after understanding.
The experience I described earlier seemed more like a game between two adults than a sexual relationship. Vipin may have been frustrated because of my non-cooperative behavior or my not inserting my penis, but the agreement between us continued. Besides, he might have found other better options.
Time continued at its own pace and my height increased to 5.6 feet. My family is worried because my height has increased only by 2 inches in the last 3 years and not at a proper rate. Now I am in my second year of art college. My academic performance was above average, but only 19% behind the top students.
My father was worried that although I was talented, I was not able to compete in the examinations. I lived by the British proverb “Jack of all, master of none.” I took sports, drama, general knowledge, wrestling, cycle traveling as seriously as my education. I was self-sufficient in all subjects except mathematics.
One day, my father came back from the city and met the English teacher from our college. The teacher praised me and suggested I work harder in math.
My father decided to meet my mathematics teacher so that he could take a proper decision.
I didn’t like my father’s interest in me at all, it felt like my desires were now burdened with false expectations and my independent nature was controlled.
When I reached home, my dad told me that he met my teacher and he proposed to me. Although none of the teachers had any doubts about my education or my knowledge, Balwinderji believed that if I worked especially hard in mathematics, it would be beneficial for my future.
So, my father decided that since there was a holiday in schools during Dussehra and Balwinderji’s wife was visiting her parents’ house, I could stay with him at his house for seven days and study mathematics with proper guidance. Could practice.
I was still under the impression that all the sports and travel projects I had sponsored during the holidays had been in vain.
I studied well and passed the exam easily. Do I need to make any extra efforts?
But if this is my father’s wish then I cannot avoid it even if I want to. So I agreed.
Finally one day, my father took me to the teacher’s residence in his car. His residence is in a small town about 15 kilometers away from our village. On the way, I saw the village fields shrinking and turning into huts.
Now the unpaved roads have turned into broken roads. Trees were replaced by brick kilns and garbage houses. There are more stray animals here than domestic animals. My father parked the car in front of an old-looking puka house and asked me to get out with my stuff.
I kept some clothes and books in a cloth bag. I picked up the bag and the kimchi crock and started following my father. Crossing a narrow street we stopped in front of a house.
As soon as the father rang the chain, a woman opened the door from inside. As soon as the door opened, I saw the teacher’s two-wheeler parked in the courtyard. I am very satisfied in my heart that at least we have achieved this.
I was also very happy and thought that if I don’t have to do this anymore, I will go back to the village. It is not very far, even if you walk you can reach there in 3-4 hours.
I started thinking this would be a nice place to live for a while. There is basically no problem regarding power supply here. In this confusion, I did not realize when we went inside and when a glass of water was placed in front of me. My father and the teacher started talking to each other and I was asked to sit in an upstairs room with the TV on in front of me.
After some time my father called my name. When I came down, I saw that my father was getting ready to leave and along with him Guruji’s wife and daughter were also getting ready to go somewhere with some things.
My father said he would send me back to the village in a week. Now he was leaving Guruji’s wife and daughter at the bus stop.
After saying these words, my father bid farewell to Guruji and me and said, “Balwinder Bhai, I am leaving. Please pamper it well and let it live a good life.”
When everyone left, Guruji said: I am not your guru here but Balwinder. Consider me as your friend so that whatever you do, do well and enjoy it.
I replied- Yes Guruji.
Then Guru slapped me hard on my buttocks and warned – Nandan, not Guruji… Balwinder, do you understand?
Guruji hung a chain on the door and took me inside. As soon as he entered the house, he said – Rupu has prepared food and we both will cook dinner together. By then both of us will become comfortable and will try to get along like friends.
We all sat there and started talking among ourselves.
Guruji said- Nandan, consider this as your home and live comfortably. If you need anything please let me know.
As he spoke, he took off his shirt, revealing a man with black and white hair on his chest.
He said- You can take it off if you want. Come on, let me see your stuff. What have you brought?
Similarly, Guruji spoke to me and threatened me from time to time, due to which I cleverly started calling him Balwinder. While talking, I forgot that I was at Guruji’s residence and had come here to practice mathematics.
After some time, Guruji took me to a shop on his two-wheeler, bought some things, put them in a bag and gave it to me. We drank mango juice and went home.
After reaching home I asked – Balwinder, where should I pee?
So he smiled and said – put it in my mouth.
I felt so embarrassed that without saying a word I started urinating in the drain in the courtyard.
After returning to the room, Balwinder said, “The toilet is at the back and upstairs, you can go wherever you want to pee.” I said no.
Balwinder- Now tell me what is the work, otherwise instead of wasting time it is better that we practice some mathematics.
But both of them discussed it and decided to have some rest and entertainment today and start practicing mathematics from tomorrow.
I said- Balwinder, I don’t have many clothes, so I wash clothes every day and I find it inconvenient to go to the toilet, take bath and wash clothes.
Balwinder told me to keep my dirty clothes in that basket and stay at home wearing only underwear.
Saying this, Balwinder took out a soft white underwear from the cupboard and gave it to me, I thought it was a girl’s underwear. It turned out that she had given me her daughter’s panties, which were about the same size, but instead of covering my buttocks, they were sunken in the middle and were gathering my penis in the front and upward.
Wearing these tights felt a little unusual for a while, but I soon got used to it and was completely comfortable with them.
As we continued talking, Balwinder said, “Now let’s give you some mild anesthesia.”
I said- Balwinder, if this is wine then forgive me. If this is beer then I will drink it. I have heard that it does not cause any harm and foreigners also drink it with food because this liquid is healthy.
We both started drinking beer. Just one character is enough for me. After this go to the toilet. One advantage of this type of underwear is that you do not need to take off your underwear. You can urinate easily by moving your penis in and out.
It is a different experience here. Unlike the village, everything here seems closed and mysterious, but here there is complete freedom and there is no need to go out anywhere. Everything can be found in closed rooms only. As soon as these thoughts came to my mind, Balwinder suddenly came from behind.
He came near me, pulled down his underwear to his knees and started urinating. When I looked at his penis, it was surrounded by a thicket of black hair and the glans was naked and shiny.
We did not say anything to each other but Balwinder started wetting my penis with his urine and said – Nandan… will you fuck me? The person whose kite ends first is considered to have lost.
I remembered the games I played with my childhood friends and I also started using my penis to stop the flow of urine.
At last I won.
I said- Balwinder, your penis needs cleaning. He is also weak and cannot defeat us.
Saying this I returned to the room.
After returning to his room, Balwinder gave me another bottle of beer and himself also took a bottle of liquor and started drinking it.
While drinking, Balwinder said – Nandan friends, let’s do something, you will be bored, your studies have to start from tomorrow, finish it quickly, let’s wash clothes together.
We immediately emptied the container and started finishing the work.
When he reached the washing machine, Balwinder took out all the clothes and threw them away, then went inside and brought some more clothes. As soon as both of us started feeling slightly intoxicated, Balwinder would pick up a piece of cloth, smell it and then separate them.
He also called me for help and instructed me to remove the clothes that were emitting body odor. They have to be washed and everything else has to be folded and put away in the cupboard!
He started folding the clothes and keeping them in the cupboard and I started marking them. An intoxicating feeling started spreading through my body as I started smelling and noticing not only Balwinder’s clothes and lingerie, but also the clothes of his wife Rupinder and daughter Dolly.
I deliberately started smelling the underwear as much as possible to keep myself aroused. After smelling Balwinder’s panty, I picked up Roop’s panty. Roop’s panty was not only more attractive than Dolly’s panty, it was also intoxicating. Dolly’s panty neither smelled that much nor was it intoxicating.
Although Dolly’s underwear also smells good, its appearance is poor. Not only did Roop’s underwear smell foul, but the middle filling was also wet with urine and other sticky substances. His intoxication made me even more restless.
Balwinder looked at me and said – Lick it and tell me what is it?
I replied- Holy shit!
Balwinder came and took both my panties from my hands and started licking them and said – What is happening? If you can, can you tell why it’s wet? Where does it come from? Which of these is Roop and which is Dolly?
I licked both pairs of panties with great enthusiasm and said, “Look, what is there in this?”
At the same time Balwinder started laughing and said – Stupid, you licked the urine of Roop and Dolly, all these are symptoms of urination, and more importantly, the sticky substance you licked from Roop’s panty is my semen.
Hearing his words, I felt a little confused for a moment.
That drunken state, sniffing my panties, licking the urine and semen, everything started flashing together in my mind, and vague memories of licking the white liquid off the floor in front of my aunt as a child resurfaced. In my mind. She is coming.
My current state is like that of a prostitute, naked but giving the impression of being clothed. Amidst all this, I did not notice my panty, inside which my penis was fully erect.
Balwinder sensed my excitement and said, “Your penis is asking for help from Nandan.”
I said- How can I help him, Guruji?
Balwinder- Nandan, at present I cannot arrange a hole for it, but yes, I can tell you the solution to calm it down.
I looked at Balwinder’s face curiously in search of a solution. His penis was throbbing in his underwear. We both probably got aroused by seeing each other’s naked body and each other’s penis.
Balwinder- Look, now we all can help each other.
Saying this, Balwinder came so close to me that I started feeling his hot breath on my face. Her hand touched my penis.
I don’t know why, but without waiting for his next order, I placed my hand on the teacher’s erect penis and held Balwinder’s penis with my soft hands.
His penis was so hard that when it was fully erect it felt like a hot iron. Balwinder was holding my penis in his hand and caressing it and said – Look Nandan, it needs a hole to cool down.
By orifices I mean vaginal and anal orifices. Oral sex and oral sex are also sometimes used as alternatives to penetration. But now my wife and all other options have been exhausted. At this time masturbation seems to be the only help.
I know something about masturbation but I have not practiced this activity yet. Maybe today is the day my penis starts masturbating.
Balwinder picked up the bottle of mustard oil lying nearby and pulled down my panty. My penis was throbbing. Balwinder applied oil on his palms and started massaging my penis. I started enjoying it.
He asked me to do the same experiment with my penis. I also applied oil on my hands and started rubbing it on his penis. I’m also starting to enjoy it, but it would be better if I called it double happiness.
On the one hand, Ballwind’s hard hands on my penis gave me the pleasure of massaging, while on the other hand, my soft hands on Ballwind’s hard penis gave me a unique pleasure.
I don’t know when we started caressing each other’s body. Balwinder started pressing my buttocks while kissing my neck, due to which the incident with Vipin Bahiya became fresh again.
I also wanted to hug Balwinder’s hot body while caressing and massaging his penis. After five minutes of massage my body started to stiffen and I felt as if all the energy was about to go out.
My body started bending and twisting and a strong stream of white fluid came out from my penis, which went out of Balwinder’s hand holding my penis and fell on the washing machine.
My penis kept ejaculating forcefully, causing me to tremble and feel as if someone was sucking my energy. But the pleasure you get when you ejaculate is priceless. For the first time in my life I experienced such happiness.
Balwinder said- Nandan is already yours. help me now.
Saying this, Balwinder came towards me. He inserted his penis into my anus and started moving his waist back and forth while massaging my breasts. I started feeling his penis rubbing on the valley of my thigh just below my anus.
Now this experience is not new to me. I started enjoying that moment and after two-three minutes of friction, Balwinder’s penis also came between my thighs and his semen started flowing from between my thighs on both sides.
After some time both became calm. After putting the clothes in the washing machine, both of us came into the room and lay down wearing underwear. Balwinder did not say anything and I also did not try to ask any questions. Don’t know when both of them fell asleep.
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