The door bell rang while I was in the shower. I was expecting an urgent delivery and figured it must've been the courier. I rushed out in a towel, dripping wet. Opening the door, I found the apartment watchman standing before me.
He was delivering a very unimportant apartment circular. I muttered a cuss -- he could have very well slid the one page notice through the letter opening in the door. Peeved, cold and wet, I grumbled a thank you, closed the door and sped back into the warm shower.
Next day as I set out for work, I noticed the watchman near the lift. He gave me a big smile and came up to me as I waited for a cab.
I hadn't noticed the day before that he was rather good looking. He sported a moustache that he evidently took great care of. When he came closer I noticed he had beautiful brown eyes and a luscious pair of lips. His black, wavy hair blew with the breeze. He was a little short of six feet in height. He looked fit -- I noticed the broad chest.
I learnt his name was Nikhil. He said he knew that I had recently moved into the apartment and if there was anything I needed, I could count on him for help.
It was really nice of him, I thought, as the cab sped off. In fact, the whole day I kept thinking of Nikhil off and on. His smile was endearing and there was something incredibly sexy about him.
In the evening when I returned, I couldn't see him. I missed him. I went up to my apartment, all the while thinking about Nikhil. He had really turned me on. I took off my clothes and headed for the shower.
I imagined him in the shower with me, his hairy body and broad chest glistening with water and sweat. I love man tits and imagined I was sucking on his beautiful nipples, when the door bell rang.
Having been interrupted in my fantasy, I was ready to kill whoever it was who rang the bell. Finding a bathrobe, I wrapped it around myself and went to the door. When I found Nikhil standing in front of me, I felt rather embarrassed. My face showed irritation at first and then quickly turned into a foolish grin. He was delivering the mail that he'd received on my behalf during the day.
I told him to drop it through the slit in the door the next time. His face showed that he was disappointed with my suggestion, so I started to explain that I took a shower at this time and then I stopped abruptly when I realized I was behaving like a bloody fool.
I shut the door and returned to the shower fantasizing about Nikhil rebuking me about being insensitive and then we have make-up sex. I imagine him over me pushing hard into me. He uses his mouth to lick my armpits and suck my nipples, when he isn't kissing me. It didn't take me long to come.
Next morning I find Nikhil near the lift. Seeing me, he rushes to hail a cab for me. Man, was he sweet! However I notice he's cooled a bit. That evening I reach home to find the mail already delivered. I wasn't going to be interrupted in the shower today, I realized.
I masturbated that day thinking of Nikhil rimming me, as the hand shower thrust water into my asshole.
The next couple of days went off uneventfully. With each passing day I grew more and more attracted to Nikhil.
He was a married man of thirty five, that's ten years older than I was. I couldn't really imagine that he felt the same way about me as I did about him. At the same time, I couldn't help but notice how he always turned on a sexy charm when he spoke to me. He routinely passed his hand through his hair as he spoke. Sometimes he would caress his face, arm or chest suggestively. And he always was very keen to help. Clearly he liked me. And I was sexy, no kidding!
It was around nine at night when the bell rang. I found Nikhil holding a parcel and wearing that amazing smile. He said he didn't want to disturb me in the shower, so he came a bit late. I laughed and took the parcel from him. He asked me for some water and I invited him in.
Something told me that both of us had the same thing in mind. I took the opportunity to offer him a beer, which I knew would create the mood. He seemed to be sweating, so I turned on the air conditioner. It was a hot day.
He gulped down the beer and came and stood in front of me. I couldn't contain my lust and it must have been obvious that I was pining for him. He stood facing me, I could feel his breath. Then he grabbed me and started furiously kissing me. I was ecstatic with lust. His tongue was working magic and his warm and wet lips were driving me to a sexual frenzy. Nikhil was one sexy beast and I wanted him to devour me. I tried to compose myself. Man, was it difficult!
We both realized that we were going too fast. We stopped momentarily to look at each other, breathing heavily to contain our lust. I started to unbutton his shirt and at the same time, started licking his lips, then his teeth and then his moustache. He smelled of beer. I started planting short wet kisses on his mouth and in intervals sucked his tongue. Hearing him moan made me ecstatic. His shirt was off and I explored his body with my hands. I moved my fingers through his hairy arms and chest.
He rested his hands over his head and I got to see his beautiful glistening hairy armpits. The smell of his armpits drove me to lick and kiss each one tenderly, allowing his manly odor to pervade my senses. I stepped back to take a look at my lover. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be in bliss. I loved his chest, so manly. I sucked on his large, brown nipples, bit them, licked them and heard Nikhil groan with pleasure.
Nikhil stopped me, pulled me to him and started kissing me passionately. We weren't speaking, words weren't necessary.
He led me to the bed, pulled my T shirt off and started kissing me all over. I reached for his dick, I felt it trough his trousers. It was rock hard and quite a handful. As he kissed me, I let my hands slide down his pants, felt his hairy ass and passed my finger through his warm, wet crack. We both were getting tremendously excited, and I wasted no time and pulled off his pants and then mine.
Completely naked and with Nikhil over me, embracing me, kissing me, I was in heaven. My hands now exploring Nikhil's cock, felt it grow. The slit in his head was oozing precum. I pulled back his foreskin and stimulated the head. I slipped away from below Nikhil and turned him on his back. He lay on the bed as I licked clean the area around his penis, his balls, and ate his ass, yummy. I then took his dick in my mouth. While I sucked his cock, my fingers probed his ass crack. Finding his bud, I pushed my finger into it, hearing Nikhil let out a gasp. His wet, sweaty crack made it easy for my finger to find its way in. That really seemed to turn Nikhil on.
He pulled me on to the bed, and slid down to work on my cock and ass. He spent more time licking my ass, preparing it for what he was dying to do. At the same time he gave me a hand job. His tongue on my bud was driving me wild and I couldn't wait for him to get inside me and fuck me real hard.
Soon enough, he and I were ready. He slathered some Vaseline on his shaft and slowly began entering me. I was moaning with pleasure as I tugged at his nipples and mauled his chest. Within a few seconds he was completely inside me, and now he lay over me, kissing me and thrusting his seven inch cock inside me.
It was heaven, the next few minutes. We spent them kissing and groaning and licking and moaning, breathing into each other, groping and fucking furiously.
Soon we knew we were about to come and with violent thrusts, Nikhil came inside me.
Overcome by the avalanche of joy and bliss, I exploded and came strong and hard.
Our lips were locked, our tongues entwined through the climax, and we continued to kiss tenderly and lovingly. We were in bliss, as we lay clasped in each other's arms.
After about half an hour, we had to end our session of lovemaking as it was late and Nikhil had to get home. But he said there was another thing he wanted to do before he left. He carried me to the shower, where we bathed together and made love again.