Family Of My Slaves – Part 1

This story is real but added a few things to spice up the story. Slow narration ahead. This story is not a gay story. It’s all about how I come across a gay and came to know about his needs and about his wife and daughters. How I satisfied them. Read the full story to know more about it.

Every Monday I travel by bus at 4 am early morning to my workplace which is 4 hours from my home. Generally, early morning buses are less crowded. One day when I was traveling in such a bus, a guy came and sat down next to me in a 2 seater. He was a middle-aged man.

He was around 40 years of age. But looking fit and didn’t look like he’s 40. I wondered why he sat next to me as almost the entire bus was empty. Then I thought, he might don’t want to sit in back seats as they are bumpy when speed breakers come. It was winter at that time. And that too early morning.

Climate was too cold and I was lost in the thoughts of erotic English movie that I watched yesterday night. I got early morning boner with those thoughts running in my mind. The guy sitting beside me was falling on me. I thought he was asleep and falling on me.

I tried to ignore him but he was falling on me continuously. I woke him up and asked him to sit properly. He said sorry and started a conversation with me like asking, “Where are you from? Where you’re going? What’s your job?” kinda questions. I replied and asked him the same. He kept quiet for some time.

And in between, he tried to talk something and asked me a few other questions. I replied thinking he is just asking to kill his boredom and I’m ok with it. Both I and him had to get down at the same stop. When our stop was about to come in 15 minutes, he gained courage and openly asked me in a low tone.

“I like you, seems you have a big dick and you’re in mood with a boner. Will you fuck me? Let’s have some awesome time.” This is what he told me. I was shocked for a minute. I kept my face angry and I replied that I’m not gay. I scolded him with a low tone as I don’t want this to be an issue.

He became silent and said sorry. Meanwhile, our stop came and he in a hurry got down the bus. He started walking fast and entered in a cafe which is a bit far away from the bus stop. I could see that he went inside the cafe. I slowly collected my bag and got down the bus.

From the conversation we had on the bus, I got to know that he is married and has 2 daughters one is studying 12th and the other in senior college. I wondered why he is gay then. And if he’s gay, how come those daughters were born to him. How come he is married to a lady and running that relation for so long.

I was interested to know the story and hear from him about this. Though I’m not at all interested in his offer as I’m strictly straight and not gay. But I wanted to listen to him. So I also went to the cafe. Seeing me he felt nervous and he was about to leave. I stopped him, asked to wait for a minute.

I said sorry for scolding him. I told him that I wanted to know a few things first before I can say anything. He told ok. I told him not here. Let’s finish the coffee and move from here. I wanted to talk to him in private. He told ok. We finished coffee, moved out of the cafe and started walking.

Now I asked him – “Are you really married?” He replied – “Yes.”

“Then how come you’re gay? Are you bisexual?” He said no. I was shocked. Then what about the daughters? I asked him to explain to me clearly. He then told me this story.

“I’m gay and don’t want to marry anyone. But as my parents forced, I was scared to admit that I’m gay. I couldn’t talk much. But at the same time, when I marry a girl and when she comes to know, then their family reputation will be damaged and it will be a problem.”

“My friend suggested me to marry someone who is a widow or someone who is cheated. So that it will be like, you gave her life by marrying. Also, she will understand and not create a problem. And for society and your parent’s sake, you both will be husband and wife.”

I felt my friend’s suggestion is good. I searched for a girl like that. I came to know from my friend’s circle that a mutual friend got cheated by someone. She was pregnant now. He left her and went for the US permanently. She was shattered and thought of committing suicide.”

“I came to know about this, went to her and consoled her, made friends. But she was scared as she didn’t want to kill the baby inside her womb. And also worried about society and her parents and started crying. Then I openly admitted my situation and asked her to get married.”

“She said she needed some time. The next day, she told ok. We both got married in the nearby temple the same day. Later we convinced our parents that it’s a love marriage. That’s why we didn’t inform you guys as you might oppose this because of caste issue.”

“They have no prob with caste but worried about not informing them. Later they were ok with it. That’s how my marriage was done.”

I laughed and told him – “Are you a scriptwriter?” The story is good. Should I believe it?” He replied – “No, what I told is fact.” Then I asked him to prove. He opened his mobile and showed pics of his wife and daughters. Looking at them, I got an instant boner.

They were so hot that anybody would rip them and wanted to fuck them hard-core. I’m single and looking for an opportunity to lose my virginity. I thought this might help and work. Then I replied to him – “Ok, I believe you. But what about the 2nd daughter? How she was born?”

He replied – “As she was not getting sex from me, she had an extra marital affair. I came to know that but didn’t say a word. But I was worried about what if others come to know. But after the 2nd child was born, she didn’t do any kind of such activities. We both are happy now. But I’m sexually frustrated and just tried my luck on you.”

I asked him, “How many guys have you fucked?”

He said- “Only one. That, too, my college mate. We were in a relationship and enjoyed very much in college days. But later he left for the US. Rarely he comes to India. Whenever he comes, we still have fun. But that’s very rare and that’s why I asked your help. Hope you’re ok with it and will help me out.”

I told him that I’m straight but single. Frustrated and wanting to lose my virginity. But I don’t want to do with any prostitute. I told him that I will help you out but on one condition. He curiously asked what it is. I told him – ” I want to fuck your wife. If you help me with this, then I will definitely help you.”

He thought for a second and replied – ” Ya, I know she is craving for sex. But as a mother of two daughters, she is limiting herself. She is not with anyone after the 2nd child was born. But try to understand that though I’m not satisfying her physically, we both are good friends.”

He said – “I don’t want to spoil that relationship by talking to her about this. I don’t know how she will respond to this. So I’m sorry. I may not be able to help you.”

I told him – “That’s ok. I understand. But instead asking her directly to sleep with me, just introduce me as your distant relative. Tell her that I’ve come to this city for taking coaching for some competitive exam. Let me stay in your house for a while.”

I said – “ I will try to seduce her. If she is ok with it, then fine. But if she isn’t ok, don’t worry I don’t force. I’m a true gentleman. You can trust me on this.”

He replied – “Then fine. Hope this is good. So, you decide when you’ll come to my home. I’ll introduce you as my relative.”

I told him- ” I’ll come tomorrow morning.” But deep inside, I have a desire to fuck both the wife and her elder daughter. But I didn’t confess as he might oppose my idea even though she is not his own daughter. Next day morning with his directions I reached their home.

Though mine was slow narration, I feel you enjoyed it. Let me know about it by sending me your feedback to my mail [email protected] Read the next part which I will post it in a day or two. In that, I fucked Rekha’s younger daughter, Pavani.