Not what it looks like! – Part 1

Hey there! I’m back with a series. But this is not about your boy ‘Vinay’. This one is just another made-up story that I think you’ll like.

It’ll include some of the kinkiest fetishes, so I hope you don’t get offended and read on to the end.

The main characters of this series are two young boys, Dhanush and Zayn. They are based in Juhu, Maharashtra. (I’ve chosen names based on actors and porn stars so that you can have a better imagination and fun.)

Dhanush, a 19 y/o Tamilan who lives with his mom, Kajol and his older sister, Pooja.

Zayn, a 19 y/o Bengali who lives with his mom, Yasmina Khan and his younger sister, Ayesha.

They are neighbours living in an apartment in a posh area in Juhu. They live a luxurious life because their dads used to work at a casino and one day decided to open their joint casino in the US. In a year, their casino blew up, and the families became family friends in no time.

Both dads mostly lived in the US. Despite continued persuasion, Kajol and Yasmina decided to live in India itself. They were best friends as they hung out, shared food, went shopping and also partied together. As a result, the kids were also the closest friends with each other.

It was the time after passing their schools. Dhanush and Zayn were confused about the important decision of choosing a course for a bachelor’s degree. Dhanush and Zayn were somewhat good at studies.

Their daily life would pretty much go like waking up, morning jog at the beachside, and breakfast. An hour of trying to study, playing games or any outdoor activity. Then spending the night watching porn and jerking off.

They were exposed to porn by their seniors in college. Initially, it was the usual porn, but with time, their interests began to wander and they asked for more. This led to various types of porn, starting from getting hooked on lesbian porn to your taboo and incest categories.

It didn’t take long for them to look at the mothers and sisters with a lustful gaze. They began to love each other’s mum and used to fantasise together. There were no secrets btw them, and both Dhanush and Zayn were open to each other’s lust for Kajol and Yasmina.

One day after a boring counselling session, both the boys were in Zayn’s room. They decided to watch some porn and have a quick fap so that they can finish, go home and sleep. But it was different this day.

Zayn told Dhanush that in the morning, when he was surfing through X(Twitter), he stumbled upon a mysterious account. He found a few videos or sneak-peeks of some real incest porn.

They were believable as the videos were old, grainy and had little sound. Zayn messaged the account owner to ask if he got more of them. The owner replied with a short text, which said, “$20 for 50 real incest videos.” Zayn was sceptical of the account, so he thought he’d ask Dhanush about it.

Dhanush: Bro, these videos seem real, but can we really trust him?

Zayn: Idk, I’m not sure. That’s why I’m asking you about it.

Dhanush: I have an idea. Let’s ask him for a screenshot of the folder that he’ll send us and pay half of the 20 dollars each.

The guy was quick with his reply. He sent a short video of folders showing more than 1000 videos of different taboo categories. Along with it, he sent his scanner for the payment.
The boys didn’t wait any longer and sent the money to receive a folder of real incest porn.
They were surprised to get all those homemade videos and wasted no time getting their trousers off.

They watched a whole lotta videos and also discussed their moms while goofing around.

Dhanush: I can’t believe we got this folder (stroking his cock slowly). Let me be honest, Zayn, watching all these mom-son incest videos is making me crazy, but still, I’m imagining myself having my way with your mom.

Zayn: I guess we’re on the same page, bro (stroking his cock just right beside Dhanush). Every single mother on these videos looks just like your mom.

Both laughed at each other’s similar thoughts.

Dhanush: I really want to become a chair for Yasmina, man. I’d clean her dusky ass and pussy every time she sits on my face.

Dhanush moves in closer to Zayn to get a better view of the video.

Zayn: I’d love to see my mom get her pussy cleaned after I creampie her. Hehe.

Both of their thighs are touching, with room getting hotter.

Dhanush: You bastard! But yeah, my mom would love to have that cut cock of yours.

Zayn: You think so? Well, who doesn’t want a new toy to play with? And God, my dick is throbbing while talking like this.

Dhanush: You don’t know how bad I want someone to relieve me.

Zayn: You too? Hey, I have an idea, but promise me you won’t tell anyone about it.

Dhanush: Motherfucker, who do you think I would tell anything about this?

Hearing this, Zayn grabbed Dhanush’s rock-hard cock and started stroking it. Dhanush got surprised by the unforeseen action of Zayn. But with nobody around to help him with his boner, he enjoyed someone grabbing his cock.

Zayn: I’m sorry, but I couldn’t handle myself anymore. Are you loving it, though?

Dhanush: I’d hump a pillow if I could right now. Keep doing it; you’re surprisingly good at it.

In a few minutes, Dhanush gained some confidence, and he too grabbed Zayn’s cock to help him as well.

Zayn was relieved that Dhanush also got comfortable. Both were now fapping each other off while chatting about each other’s mom.

Dhanush: Omg yeah, Zayn, think of yourself as your mom and stroke me like your mom would do, yes, Yasmina.

Zayn: You’re doing pretty well, too. I can even hear your mom’s bangles while you stroke my cock.

Both of them began imagining each other as their dream women. In the heat of the moment, Dhanush pushed Zayn on the bed and lay on him. Zayn realised what Dhanush wanted to do and started rubbing their cocks against each other. It was like he read his best friend’s mind.

They were rubbing their cocks and kissing each other’s bodies while moaning, Yasmina and Kajol. But forgot that the room’s door was not locked.

At the same time in another room, Yasmina was on a video call with her husband. She was butt naked, fingering her cock-craving pussy in front of her husband.

Yasmina: Jaan tum kab aaoge vaaps Hindustan, mujhse ab akele raha nahi jaata. (When will you come back to India, baby. I can’t live alone anymore.)

Husband On call: Main toh tume bula-bulakr thak gaya hun, tum hi ho jo India nahi chhodna chahti. Dekho agrr kajol ko nahi aana toh theek hai, kam se kam tum toh aajao.

(I’m tired of asking you to come to us and leave India, but you won’t listen to me. Kajol doesn’t want to leave India, but at least you can come here.

Yasmina: Oh, shut up. It’s not only about Kajol, but I too want to live here with my people. But sometimes my pussy craves action so bad that I had to ask Kajol for help.

Husband: I’m glad you’ve got Kajol for help, but what else can I do? Here, take my cock in your pussy. (Showing his below-average cock on call.)

Yasmina forced a smile and began fingering her puss again. But then she heard a sound from outside, so she put on her panties and a robe to check what it was.

Yasmina heard voices coming from her sons’ room. It was pretty late, and she closed in towards Zayn’s room to tell him to go to sleep. She thought Zayn was watching porn again, as he sometimes does late at night.

She didn’t open the door all the way but was peeking in through a thin gap. She witnessed something that blew her mind away. Her beloved son and her best friend’s son were naked and humping on each other all the while moaning her and Kajol’s names.

She was furious and wanted to beat the shit outta both of them, but due to her loneliness, being on VC with her naked husband just a moment ago, that left her hanging and watching two naked boys with big cocks, her thirst for cock took over her mind.

Yasmina opened the door a bit and rubbed her pussy. Her pussy was completely dry during the videocall sexting with her hubby. It got wet in no time watching Zayn and Dhanush naked. She was getting bold, fingering her pussy deep, which made those juicy sounds.

Zayn and Dhanush, unaware of the situation, continued to rub on each other’s cock. They started making grunting sounds while they both cum together on their bodies. They were in a moment of satisfaction, but suddenly Zayn, who was lying opposite the door, saw his mom, Yasmina.

She was fingering her pussy, watching them. He got terrified, but the situation they were both in indicated something more than a parent-child relationship. Seeing Zayn’s dumbfounded face, Dhanush turned around and saw the woman of his dreams partially naked.

Unlike Zayn, who was confused, Dhanush got out of bed, grabbing his shorts.

Dhanush: It’s not what it looks like, aunty, I swear. (struggling to put on his shorts)

Yasmina, who just saw her son cum on his best friend’s dick, was not the usual Yasmina now. She transformed into her young lustful self.

Yasmina: Oh, nuh nuh nuh beta, I know exactly what you were doing (still rubbing her pussy). I saw you humping my son, thinking of him as me, right?

Dhanush: (scared) Uhhmm, nooo, please don’t tell my mom about it, aunty. She’ll break my head.

Yasmina: What? No way I want to tell her myself that her son let Zayn hump him fantasising about her. This sounds good, right, Zayn?

Zayn: (coming back to his senses) Nahi ammi, please, aisa kuch nahi aap please. Kaaju aunty ko mat batana yeh sab. (No, please, Mom, I beg you not to disclose this to Kaaju Aunty.)

Yasmina, talking strictly to the boys, didn’t even try to take her hand from her pussy. She wanted more of that drama as it was making her pussy wet.

While watching her son and his friend, scared, she ordered Dhanush to….

To be continued.

I hope you liked the first part of the story. I’ll try to upload something soon. Also, if you want to chat or give a review, you can always message me on v7446991@ gmail.com.