Stranger’s Assault by BiSapioSexual..,
My final exams were over and I was holidaying at my aunt’s house in the big city of Delhi. There was a sense of relief and excitement in me for various reasons, but primarily it’s now the end of my long school life.
I am going to enter into university as an adult who is legally eligible to make choices for himself. I was hoping to get good marks (as being a keen learner and decently intelligent) will get a chance to study in one of the prestigious universities in any of the big cities. This sense of happiness was keeping me blissful.
It was 9AM when I got up from bed with a hard morning wood (was holidaying after working hard for months for final exams). Upon reaching the drawing room, my aunt welcomed me with a smile
“Good Morning Son how was your night?” asked aunt sipping tea. I did not reply to anything, just made a smile and stretched myself to relax.
“Neel, freshen up fast, lets have tea together” Aunt seems to be waiting for me to wake up as she had to go to office.
“NO, Aunty, I am used to bed tea. It would be fine for me if we could have it together, now” I suggested.
We both had tea together and after few elderly instructions as my guardian in the city, she left the house for work. I was not sure how I would spend the day. A little confused, I laid there on the couch rubbing my crotch.
Feeling little aroused worried if aunt had noticed my morning would, all of sudden a thought of looking around in the house if to see if I get something interesting to experience. I got up and went straight to the washroom to freshen myself.
Roaming around the house to get familiar with this two-bedroom plus one dining-cum-drawing flat, checking up the kitchen and my room, a naughty thought came into my mind to sneak into aunt’s bedroom. It was a well lit and decorated room with a double bed in the middle and an indoor plant on the left side of the corner. Right side having a side table with a table lamp on top of it and under the side table there was a wash basket. There was a Closet with woodwork and one of the doors with a full-sized mirror.
I look around to find if there is anything of my interest. I was right, found her used panties and bra in the wash basket, which seemed to be kept there for wash later. I took out the panty and noticed that the pantie was moist and sticky in the lower portion. I had a whiffed two of them and got an instant erection. Her panty smelled erotic and it had its effect on me by giving me an instant erection.
I unrolled the panties to its original size and touched the moist part. It was still wet enough to give me a feel and sticky enough that when I raised my finger it made a shiny transparent thread like connection between my finger and her panty. I whiffed it again and again and even licked the moistest part of her panty.
I was engrossed fully in that lusty process and enjoyed the throbbing of my penis under the towel. I threw away the towel and again had a long whiff. It made me so aroused that I wore her panty and bra, and looked at myself-in the full-size mirror. My erect penis was not able to fit into the panty and was peeking out from the side as if it too wanted to see how it looks in the mirror. (I used to sniff my underwear and masturbate during my school days to relax myself during arousal. I was always in love with those exhilarating odors of pee and sweat drops, at times leaked precum stored there).
I got aroused and did not know what to do. In panty and bra roamed around the house, thanking my newly found freedom and privacy. I went back to those days when I used to masturbate after reading those sex stories over internet and in excitement had shoved some soft objects in my anus while masturbating all this while sniffing my own stained underwear.
I got an idea why should not I try those fantasies I had during my teen days to live them as an adult who is all alone with full freedom in this private place.
Unfortunately, there was no personal mobile with me in those days (it was a costly affair during those days) and no desktop PC at my aunt’s home to read some stories on the net. I decided to go out to some nearby area and find if there is any internet café. Horny and wanted to live the newly found freedom, privacy and arousal. I put up a loose track suit over panty and bra as inner wear. Called and Informed aunt that, I would be not at home as going out to a movie theater nearby.
Wandering around for sometime in the the local market I was fortunate to find three internet café. I selected the one with private cabins to chat in private. Logged onto Literotica and started searching for the story with the tag of a young boy sex stories, scrolled through available categories and found one ‘young and old’, which sounded interesting to me. One of the stories had the title “Prudent Gratification”. I hurriedly went through the story, which was about a mature man and a young university boy indulged in gay sex. I found it too erotic; reacting to the story, precum exuding in my panties.
A thought of letting myself too, try to have an experience of the gay sex (at the back of my mind I was certain that in the new city and without knowing anyone, it would be difficult to find the opposite sex).
In the internet café searching for local gay people found a “Planet Romeo” ad-banner displayed at the right corner of the search page. I clicked through, hurriedly created a short profile for myself with an alias “MaleWife” filling up all the mandatory details; searched for people around (surfing internet in panty and bra was ideal to have an alias like this).
Setting search criteria with people who are currently online for the age group between 45-60 and sexuality as gay with top as orientation. Within a minute, I got an alert that I had gotten a message from “Gentle Love”, and it went like this:
GL: Hi
ME: Hi
GL: How are you doing?
ME: Well, all good.
GL: Wanna meet?
ME: Not sure. (at the same time glanced through his profile to have an idea of the person who I am chatting with)
GL: Seems we are around, as your location shows you are nearby.
ME: I am new to this city and on this platform.
GL: Okay, seems you are scared but aroused. Where are you right now?
ME: Why? Why should I tell you? Who are you?
GL: I am Gentle Love, a retired college professor.
ME: Okay, thanks, I am Nandan. I just appeared for my final school exams hoping to be in some college this year.
GL: Glad to know that you have finished your schooling and now, as an independent adult boy, you can make choices for yourself. I may be able to help you with your college admission as I have contacts and knowledge.
ME: Thanks, but why would you help me? I do not know you.
GL: Hey, common, let’s be buddies. I know you are curious about me, but be sure I am a gentleman, as my name suggests.
ME: Okay, but I am new in this city.
GL: Yeah, you said this already, let me help you with all your curiosity.
ME: But how can I meet you?
GL: I am chatting from Cupid Hut café. Where are you at?
ME: hmmmm, I am also chatting from a café but I am not sure what the name of the same is. (I got little nervous as we both were chatting from the same café and this guy was at a close distance. I was though aroused and anxious but still not sure how far I could go).