The Boner Celebration Night – Part 1

Time to revisit the sweet memories of a wild night I had years ago, where I got a lot more than I had wished for. This incident or rather string of incidents happened many years ago when I was about 24-25 years old. I had just started working at a new job. I was still in my probation period.

As it generally goes, you tend to put in more effort to make a good impression during this time. So late nights and a couple of times, even overnight working was not so surprising. Of course, this was also the time when I used to crossdress a lot and meet tops for some hot fun.

So at times, I would spend the night at some tops place and give the excuse of overnight working at home. The 2 month probation period was like a gift to me. My family didn’t find it odd that I would come home late or stay overnight at the office.

This night was special, as my probation period was ending that day. I received my confirmation letter and finalized the salary figures. Obviously, my colleagues wanted a party after the office. So we went to have some drinks in a small bar near my office.

It was your generic little bar where middle-class people come to drink. The booze is not overpriced, the food is cheap, and nobody cares about the ambiance. After a few drinks, I was having a really nice buzz and major need to pee.

I excused myself to the bathroom, completely unaware of what was going to happen there. The bar didn’t have a bathroom in-house. It was in the back detached from the main establishment. As I went in, there were only 2 urinals and one latrine. Someone was already standing at one of the urinals.

It wasn’t a very well-lit area. But I could make out that the guy standing at the urinal wasn’t exactly peeing. As he sensed me coming in, it seemed like he stopped doing whatever that he was doing. But I was kind of drunk, so I didn’t really think much about it. I went and stood next to him.

I unzipped my pant and started peeing. As I thought it was not a very well-lit bathroom, I slightly turned my gaze on the cock of this man. I realized that he was rock hard and slowly stroking. It dawned on me that he was probably wanking before I got in and stopped because of me.

What I didn’t realize that where I was standing, the corner exhaust fan opening was letting the outside light in and straight on my face. As soon as I realized that, I kind of flustered up and looked up. He was staring at me, trying to gauge my interest in his cock. I have no idea why, but I smiled at it.

Maybe it was booze, maybe it was his rock hard dick, but I smiled. He turned little toward me, showing me his thick black rod. I could see the wet tip with his precum. He took his hand off it and let me see it fully, extending the invitation to touch him.

Like a good little slut, I immediately grabbed it and started stroking. He wasn’t in the mood of playing, though. He grabbed my shoulder and motioned me to go down. I bent over, and straight-up took him in my mouth. He pushed it in. So I didn’t waste time licking it and playing.

I started sucking hard on his top shaft while stroking vigorously on his bottom shaft. He liked it, but suddenly he stopped and pulled out. I asked, “Kya hua? paani nikal rahe ho? Muh me girao na…” (What happened? are you cumming? unload in my mouth, please.)

He said, “Aise nahi, teri gand chahiye” (I wanna fuck your ass). I was a bit startled. This was not the right place, and I didn’t have condoms. I told him that. He put his hand in his back pocket and took out a pack of condoms. But there was still an issue of place. He motioned toward the latrine. I was still skeptical.

My friends were still in the bar, and I didn’t wanna spend too much time where and risk getting caught. He said, “Mera bhar gaya hai, jald hi girega. Lekin gand chahiye, please chalo, fatafat ho jayega.” (I’m on the edge of cumming, I just wanna quickly fuck your ass. I’ll finish fast, please let’s just do it quickly).

I said to myself, “Oh well, fuck it” and went inside the latrine. He followed me and closed the door. I turned around and spread my legs. He pulled my pants down, spit on his hand, and rubbed his saliva on my asshole. He then put the condom on, spit again and wet the tip of his cock.

As he placed his wet tip on my hungry asshole, I lost my mind. I wanted it too. Really badly. He slowly entered his tip, as I bit my lip, he just suddenly rammed his cock balls deep in my asshole. I let out a dampened scream and immediately closed my mouth with my hand.

He didn’t give me a chance to turn around and question him. He started fucking me really hard. Luckily I was not too dry, and it didn’t really hurt as much. And truth be told, I was already starting to enjoy the ramming rod hitting my insides. He didn’t take long, just as he said.

After fucking like wild dog for little over a couple of minutes, I felt his cock throbbing for release. He suddenly stopped, pushed it hard as far as he can in my ass. And then I felt it, jerks after jerks of his body and gushing semen filling up the condom in my ass. He pulled it out and gave me a spank on my ass.

I smiled at him as I pulled up my pant and peeped through the door to check if anyone is in the bathroom. It was empty. So I immediately walked out. I didn’t even look back, went straight to my friends. We had another couple of rounds of drinks, but I didn’t see him anywhere in the bar afterward.

I have no idea if he was drinking at the same bar or he went somewhere else. But I was happy with the quick fuck that I got, even if I didn’t cum. That was the first cock of the night. I had no idea that time that it wouldn’t be the last. Soon we finished our drinking and parted ways.

I took a bus to head to the train station. It was already close to 12:00 in the night, so the peak hour office traffic had vanished. I took a train. While the compartment wasn’t empty as such, it wasn’t the usual Mumbai crowded. The cold breeze from the window was only adding to my drunk buzz.

Somewhere along, an elderly looking guy came and sat next to me. After a while, I felt as if this guy next to me was a little too close to me. His fingers were sort of rubbing along my leg. I had my office backpack in lap, and this guy had a messenger bag on his lap.

Between the two, people sitting in front couldn’t see where his hand was under the bag. I didn’t react or look at him. But didn’t move or gave him any sign that I minded that. That must have only given him more confidence. Now I could feel him moving his hand over my thigh.

Then his fingertips ever so slightly touching my inner thigh. I let him be and continued as it was. He wasn’t sure if I was responding to him or ignoring him, or just wasn’t feeling it. After a while, he got up as his station was nearing. As he went and stood in the doorway, he kept turning and looking at me.

And this time, I kept looking at him as well. I could see the lustful hope building in his eyes. As his station came near, he gave me one last look, trying to gauge my response. I got up and stood next to him. I could see the joy in his eyes from the corner of my eyes.

As we got down, we continued walking toward the exit. We got outside, and he motioned toward share rickshaw stand. Then he asked, “Tu leta hai na?” (Do you take it?) As in ‘are you bottom?’ I smiled, nodded.

I asked, “Dono mein leta hu, muh mein aur piche se. Lekin room hai kya?” (I’ll take it in mouth and ass, but do you have room?). He was happy as he said yes. We quickly got the rickshaw as there wasn’t much crowd. It was a shared ride, so there was another passenger with us in the rick.

I was sitting in the middle, a woman on my left and him on the right. As we moved, he put his right hand under his left arm and started feeling my nipple. I kept my backpack upright on my lap, so the woman doesn’t see what was happening.

Soon he was really groping my right boob and circling his finger on my aroused nipple. I was enjoying it, still drunk and horny. But I kept an eye around to see that his actions weren’t noticeable. And I noticed that the rickshaw driver was watching us from the mirror.

He realized what was going on, but continued as if not bothered (or sneakily enjoying). Soon the woman got off from the rickshaw. As we continued, I was feeling a bit more relaxed. I moved my bag straight up in front of my lap, so it would seem like rickshaw driver couldn’t see my body.

The old guy realized that and moved his left hand behind me on the back-rest and continued with his right hand on my right nipple. I opened two buttons of my shirt and directed his hand inside my shirt. He was happy to feel my skin and started really groping and tweaking my nipples.

He thought because of my bag’s position, the rickshaw guy couldn’t see. But I knew that he could still see some bit from his left-hand side mirror. As I suspected, he was enjoying the show. Soon we reached our spot and got off. I kept my shirt button open.

As I got off, the rickshaw driver was staring at me from the mirror. The old guy motioned me to follow him. It was a couple minutes’ walk inside what looked like old, government colony style society. We entered the building and in the lift. As the lift moved, he took my hand and placed it on his crotch.

I could feel the already hard cock in his trousers. It seemed like a nice one. We entered his place, and he motioned me to stay in the living room and keep quiet. He kept his bag on the chair and went inside another room. After a couple of minutes, he came out and locked the room from outside.

I was a bit puzzled, and he could see that. He came close to me and said, “Biwi andar so rahi hai, par ghabra mat. Woh dawai leke soti hai toh ekdum out ho jaati hai. Hum idhar hi maje karenge” (My wife’s sleeping inside, but don’t worry as she’s knocked out due to her medicines. We’ll have fun here).

I was a bit surprised, but I realized that this guy seemed around 50-55 years old. At least, so not really weird given their age. He asked me if I want water or anything to drink, like hard liquor. I told him I was already a bit drunk, but wouldn’t mind a peg if he also has something.

He went into the kitchen and returned with a bottle of gin, two glasses, and Limca. He poured our drinks and said, “Tu shuru kar, mein change karke aata hu. Aur tab tak tereko nanga hona hai toh hole.” (You start with your drink, I’ll get changed and come. You can get naked till then if you want).

I didn’t think twice and dropped my clothes and got butt-naked as soon as he went into the bedroom. He returned pretty quickly, wearing just a towel and his semi-erect cock already making a small tent in front. As he came and sat next to me, I picked up both of our glasses and handed him his.

“Cheers,” we said and basically just bottomed up. We both smiled as we put our glasses down, realizing that both of us didn’t wanna waste time. As he leaned forward and started sucking my boobs. I moved my hand in his towel and started stroking his cock.

It was semi-erect, and I felt it would be about 6” or so. But it didn’t take him long to get fully hard and rather longer around 7”. I was rather impressed, also intrigued, and hungry. I removed his towel and looked at his beautiful cut cock with a really nicely shaped mushroom head oozing out a lot of precum.

He understood what I wanted, and he leaned back and spread his legs. I moved and sat down in front of him on the floor, on my knees, and between his legs. I placed my hands on his thighs and leaned forward. I licked his cock all the way from the bottom of his balls to the top, and I looked at him.

He was more than happy with the gesture, and his eyes were bursting with lust. I rolled my tongue on his tip and scooped up all the precum. I maintained eye contact. I wrapped my lips on his head and started rolling my tongue all around it like a lollipop.

He was in heaven as he tilted his head back and let out a moan. I started slowly sucking him, taking him deeper slowly. I’m not very good at deepthroating. So I was taking it slow. But he was enjoying it. He turned his head down and looked at me.

“Kya choosti hai tu jaaneman, le aur muh mein mera,” he exclaimed (You suck so well darling, take it in more.) He placed his hand on my head and started fucking my mouth in the same position. After a few seconds, I signaled him, and he let my head go to let me breathe.

As I took a breather and was going to suck him again, he stopped me. He opened the condom and hurriedly put it on his cock. I got up and positioned myself on top of him. I spat on my finger and rubbed up against my asshole with my fingers. I grabbed and placed his tip on my asshole.

I let his head inside me and put both my hands on his shoulders. As I slowly descended and took him inside me, he pulled me closer and started sucking my nipples. I slowly started moving on his cock, feeling every inch of him sliding against the walls of my boy-pussy.

He was feeling it too, as he soon let go of my nipples from his mouth and placed his hands on my boobs. I started moving faster and soon reached a rhythm. I couldn’t control and started moaning. As I realized that I was loud, I looked at him.

He understood and said, “Don’t worry, usko nahi sunai dega. Woh ekdum gehri nind mein hai. Tu kar awaz, teri aahe mast hai ladki jaisi” (She can’t hear you, she’s fast asleep. You can moan, I like that you moan like a girl). So I continued riding him while moaning like a slut in heat.

After riding him for a couple of minutes, he stopped me and asked me to lie down on my back. He positioned himself between my legs and parted and held my legs with both his hands. He moved and inserted his cock back in my asspussy and started fucking me hard.

I could feel his tip ramming against my g-spot, and my cock was rock hard too. He continued like that for a couple of minutes. Then he let go of my legs. As he leaned forward, I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was completely on top of me. He put his hand behind my head and pulled it closer.

As our lips met, he started kissing me really deeply, and our tongues started wrestling and twisting. He really increased his pace and started fucking me really faster and harder. I knew that he was going to cum soon.

He parted the kiss and looked at me, “Paani piyegi mera? Bol, du tere muh mein?” (Wanna finish me in your mouth?). I just nodded hungrily while moaning like a bitch. He quickly got up and came over me. Took his condom out. I immediately took his head in my mouth.

He continued stroking barely for a second or two and started unloading his thick, warm juice in my mouth. I opened my mouth and put my tongue out for him to see his cum covering it. He pulled it little back and shot the remaining cum on my nose and lips.

As he finished, I started sucking him and pulled every drop out of his shaft. He took it out as it started getting soft and sat down. Panting, and slightly sweaty, he looked at me, “Bahot kadak gand hai teri jaan, maja aa gaya. Teri jaisi garam chinal milti nahi hamesha.”  (Your ass was amazing darling, it was fun to fuck such ass. Don’t always find slut like you).

I smiled as I spit out all the cum in the empty liquor glass. Got up and went to the bathroom to rinse my mouth and wash my face. As I came back, he had poured himself another glass. He asked if he should get another glass for me. I declined and started dressing up.

He said, “Kabhi puri raat ke liye aaoge kya? ladki wale kapde pehenake chodna hai tujhe.” (Would you meet again for a full night? Wanna fuck you dressed as a woman). I said, “Sure, why not?” He gave me his number as I got ready and picked up my bag to leave.

He got up, still naked, and gave me a goodbye kiss. I asked him if I’ll get rickshaw from there at this hour. He said that I should be able to find rickshaw just a little more ahead from where we had gotten off. I bid him goodbye and left. That was the second cock of the night.

Well, the night had not ended, but I’ll have to end this part here. Stay tuned here for the next part.