Chubby Junior Gay Sucks Senior – Part 1

Hey guys, this is a fictional story, and all the characters written here are completely fictional and 19+ in age. Since it’s a gay sex story, you’ve been warned.

I’m Rithik, 24 years old, and this happened 4 years back. I have been a chubby guy since childhood. I have love handles, big ass and man boobs which look like girls’ breasts. I love men and women, so I’m bisexual.

I was in my btech 2nd year, and I was very close to a senior named Vikram. He is so hot. He goes to the gym daily and maintains his body in great shape. His muscles were always visible in the t-shirt. He lives with his friends in a flat near the college. I live in the hostel with my friends.

We met a year back during the freshers’ intro. Initially, I was scared of him because he is a smoker and drinker, and he has a girlfriend. He used to give me records to write, and after writing them, I gave them back obediently. He sometimes notices my boobs when I wear t-shirts.

It all started on that day. Vikram Sir gave me his records to write, and after writing, I called him to let him know that the records were done. He said to bring them to his flat whenever I’m free. So on that evening, I went to his flat to give him the record.

When I’m climbing the stairs, I hear the moans of a girl. I was confused, but still went near his room. I opened a window slightly to see what’s going on. Vikram and his girlfriend were having intense sex. Their clothes were thrown all over the floor, and they were on the bed in the missionary position.

Sir was fucking her pussy while slapping her ass, and his gf was moaning and pressing her boobs. The ‘thap thap’ fucking sound echoed in the room. Vikram Sir soon reached the climax and threw her on the bed. He started cumming on her boobs. Boy oh boy, his dick is long and veiny. I got an erection seeing the dick, and my breath increased. I quietly left the place.

Half an hour later, I went to his place, and thankfully, his gf left, and he was still without his shirt. I wanted to act a bit cheekily and asked him.

“Sir, why are you breathing heavily? Is everything alright? Here is your record.”

He stared at me for a few seconds and said,

“Rithik, can you close the window?”

My smile vanished when he said that. Did he know that I’ve been here half an hour ago? Did he know that I’ve seen them from the window? I was so nervous, and soon after closing the window, I excused myself and left the room.

I started visiting his room regularly. A few months later, we became close, and I asked him about his gf. He said that they broke up a week ago. He started smoking a lot of cigarettes and been drinking almost every day. His friends left him, too. I wanted to help him, but didn’t know what to do.

One day, Vikram Sir skipped college, and I didn’t know the reason. So soon after classes, I went to his room. His room was smoky with cigar smell, and he was sleeping naked with cigars and beer bottles on his side. He was covered in a bedsheet. I was genuinely concerned about him.

I opened all the windows and started to clean his room. His clothes were lying all over the place, so I folded them and opened the cabinet to keep them inside. There were clothes of a woman inside the cabinet. T-shirts, skirts, pyjamas and even some underwear too. They were his ex-girlfriend’s clothes. Maybe after the breakup, she didn’t take her clothes with her.

There was a pink silk panty I observed. It was so soft when I touched it. My dick started rising. There were big bras and panties, too. Vikram Sir woke up from sleep.

“What are you doing?”

“Sir, I was just sorting your clothes.”

“Close it.”

“Sir, whose clothes are these?” I said, showing the shiny black skirt to him.

“They are my friend’s girlfriend’s clothes. Keep it there.”

Oh yes, Vikram Sir’s girlfriend is slim, but the clothes in the cabinet are plus-size. So it must be his friend’s girlfriend’s clothes.

“Sir, why didn’t you come to the college? If you smoke and drink like this, you’ll lose your health.”

“I know what to do. Just leave the room,” he said.

A month later, his situation improved; he was coming to the classes and asked me whether I’d come with him to the next town for some work. I said okay. He said to be ready on Sunday morning, he’ll pick me up on the bike.

On the Sunday morning we went for shopping, and after his work we returned on his bike. All of a sudden, it started raining, my white shirt got soaked, and my nipples were visible. Nevertheless, we continued to ride. I hugged him from the back, and I’m pretty sure he felt my boobs. There was a strange calmness between us.

After reaching his flat, he gave me a towel and asked me to dry myself first. He gave me his t-shirt and boxer shorts, but obviously, they will be too tight on me. I went to the bathroom to change clothes, and when I put on the t-shirt, it was almost ripped. My boobs were clearly outlined and stretched out. I felt like a woman wearing it. The boxer shorts were tight too; they hugged my ass, and I slapped them for pleasure.

When I came out, Vikram Sir was looking at my boobs with his mouth open. I was blushing and tried to cover them with my hand, which led to more embarrassment. He asked if I’m a woman cosplaying as a man. He then went to the bathroom with just a towel. I’m drying my hair with the towel in front of the mirror.

The white transparent t-shirt showed my areolas and nipples, and if observed intently, one can see the outline of my small dick in the shorts. I saw Vikram Sir coming out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. He saw me staring at his towel in the mirror and stood behind me while I dried my hair.

He then took the towel from my hand and put it aside. We were staring at ourselves in the mirror. He pulled me to him with his hand on my waist, kissed my ear, and moved to my neck. His lips on my neck felt electrifying.

“Ummm, Sir, what are you doing?”

“Ussshhh. Let me feel your neck,” he said.

He then did the unexpected. He moved his hands from my waist to my boobs and cupped them. He fondled them for a minute and weighed them with his hands. I closed my eyes and held his hair due to the pleasure. For the first time, someone felt my boobs in my life. The way he groped made me feel vulnerable, and I felt like a woman.

After fondling and kissing my neck, he put his hand inside the t-shirt from the top. He held my left boob with his right hand. The boob fit his hand perfectly, and he started kneading it. I jerked because his touch was so sensational that I came back to my senses.

“Sir, what are you doing? Stop pressing my boobs. Sirrr uhmmmm.”

“Boobs, huh! You yourself are calling them boobs. Are you a woman?”

He ripped off the top of my t-shirt with his hands. Ughhh. They fell out of my t-shirt like a bird freed from the cage. His towel got loosened and fell on the floor. His 8-inch erect dick is poking my ass. He weighed my boobs and pinched my nipples. Ufff.

He then turned me to face him. I saw his eyes innocently with my boobs out from the ripped t-shirt. There are red marks everywhere on my boobs. He then whispered, “I’ll make you my wife”, and kissed my lips. We smooched for some time, and I took his dick in my hand.

He bit my lips a little, and the red drops felt like lipstick smeared across my lips. I started shaking his dick and sat on my knees. The moment I dreamt of is right in front of me. I kissed the tip of the dick and smiled, looking at his face.

I kissed his entire dick and kissed his balls too. They are so big. I then licked his balls and tried to fit them in my mouth. Licked his dick from top to bottom and slowly started taking it in my mouth. He rolled his eyes when I took his dick in my mouth. However, only half of it could enter my mouth. The precum tasted salty.

He put his hand on my head and tried to push me to his dick. I couldn’t believe that I’m blowing my senior year. His veiny dick felt powerful, and my submission made me feminine. I couldn’t breathe, so I tapped his leg to remove his hand from my head.

He released me, and I fell on the floor. We were both laughing, looking at ourselves. He then sat on the bed and asked me to come to him. I crawled like a dog on all fours to him. My boobs were hanging and swinging. I then took his dick in between my boobs and gave him a titjob.

My small dick started leaking already, and my shorts are drenched. I took his dick in my mouth and blew him again. He pushed my head to his dick, and slowly, I could take his entire dick in my mouth. His 8-inch dick filled my mouth. I stayed like that for a few seconds and continued blowing him at a fast pace.

His cum started to build up, and he asked me if I was ready to take it in my mouth, and I said that it’s a privilege to drink your cum. After an intense blowjob, he started cumming in my mouth. He shot five times in my mouth, and some of the cum got spilt on my boobs too.

I then spread the cum on my boobs. He smiled wickedly and pinched my boobs. He slapped my face playfully and slapped my boobs too. He asked me if I’m ready to take his dick in my ass. I felt so happy and said yes, Sir, yes! He slapped my ass and ripped the shorts off.

I will write the rest of the story as part 2, depending upon the response. Send you feedback to [email protected]

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