On the suggestion of my mathematics teacher, father decided to send me to the teacher’s house during the holidays. Read about the lessons my teacher taught me there in my story.
In I you had read how the greed for sexy books had killed my ass, even if it was half-completed.
There was no repeat of that experience with that boy Vipin and there was no question of any initiative from my side because Vipin continued his promise of taking the books home for me to read as per the agreement and I took that experience as an agreement. Knowing one part, completed it.
The experience I described earlier seemed more like a game between two adults than a sexual relationship. Vipin was probably frustrated by my uncooperative behavior or my failure to insert the penis, but the agreement between us continued. Apart from this, it is also possible that he had found some other better option.
The cycle of time was moving at its own pace, my height had increased to 5.6 feet. The family was worried as my height had increased by only 2 inches in the last 3 years which was not increasing at the proper rate. Now I had entered the second year of Arts College. I was above average in studies but was only 19% behind the best students.
My father was worried that despite being talented, I did not participate in the race to excel in the examinations. I used to live up to the English proverb ‘Jack of all, master of none’. I used to take sports, drama, general knowledge, wrestling, traveling by bicycle with the same seriousness as my education. I was self-reliant in all subjects except mathematics.
One day my father had come home from the city and he met the English teacher from our college who praised me and suggested me to work harder on mathematics.
Father decided to meet my mathematics teacher so that he could take an appropriate decision.
I did not like my father’s interest in me at all, it seemed as if my aspirations were now being burdened with false expectations and my independent nature was being controlled.
When I came home, dad told me that he had met my teacher and had a proposal for me. Although no teacher has any doubt about my education or my knowledge, but Balwinder ji believes that if I make special efforts for mathematics, it will be beneficial for me in the future.
Therefore, father has decided that since the college will be closed during the Dussehra holidays and Balwinder ji’s wife is going to her parents’ house, I can stay with him at his house for these 7 days and practice mathematics with proper guidance.
There was a separate confusion in my mind that all the sports competitions and loitering programs sponsored by me during vacations would go in vain.
I am good at studies and easily pass my exams, so what is the need to make any extra effort?
But if it was my father’s wish, I could not avoid it even if I wanted to. So I gave my consent.
Finally the day came when father took me in his vehicle to the teacher’s residence. His residence was in a small town about 15 kilometers away from our village. During the entire journey, I was watching the village fields shrinking and turning into small huts.
Now the mud roads were turning into broken roads. The trees were being replaced by brick kilns and garbage houses. More stray animals were seen than domesticated animals. Father stopped his vehicle in front of an old looking pucca house and asked me to get down with my luggage.
I had kept some of my clothes and books in my cloth bag. I picked up my bag and the earthen pot for pickles and started following my father. Passing through a narrow street, we stopped in front of a house.
When father knocked on the chain, some woman opened the door from inside. As soon as the door opened, I saw my teacher’s two-wheeler in the courtyard. I felt satisfied in my mind that at least we have reached.
Inside I was happy too, thinking that if I don’t feel like it, I will go back to the village. It is not far, even if I go on foot I will reach in 3-4 hours.
Started thinking that this is not a bad place to stay for some time. Electricity supply is almost fine here. In this confusion, I did not realize when we entered inside and when a glass of water was placed in front of me. My father and teacher started talking to each other and I was made to sit in the upper room and TV was switched on in front of me.
After some time father called my name. When I went downstairs, I saw that father was preparing to go and along with him Guruji’s wife and daughter were also ready to go somewhere with some things.
Father said that he would come after a week and drop me back to the village. Now he is leaving and on the way he will drop Guruji’s wife and daughter at the bus stand.
Having said this, father took leave from me and Guruji saying – I am leaving Balwinder Bhai, rub it well so that it can live a good life.
When everyone left, Guruji said – Here I am not your teacher but Balwinder. Consider me as your friend, only then whatever you do, you will do it well and will also be able to enjoy it.
I replied- Yes Guru ji.
And then the Guru slapped me with a loud crack on my buttocks and also a warning – Nandan, not Guruji… Balwinder, do you understand?
Guruji put a chain on the door and took me inside. Coming inside he said – Roop has finished cooking and we both will prepare dinner together. By then both of us become comfortable and try to get along with each other like friends.
We both sat there and a conversation started between us.
Guruji said- Nandan, consider it your own home and live comfortably. If you need anything, tell me.
While saying this, he took off his kurta and started displaying his chest full of black and white colored hair.
He said- If you want, you can also take it off. Come on, show me your stuff, what have you brought?
Similarly, while talking here and there, Guruji, while threatening me in between, made me adept at calling him Balwinder. While talking, I forgot that I was in Guruji’s residence and had come here to practice mathematics.
After some time, Guruji took me to a shop in his two-wheeler and bought some things, put them in a bag and gave them to me. We came back home after drinking mango juice.
After reaching home I asked – Balwinder, where should I urinate?
So he laughingly said – put it in my mouth.
I felt embarrassed and without saying anything I started urinating in the drain in the courtyard.
On reaching back to the room, Balwinder said – The toilet is at the back and is also upstairs, you can go and urinate wherever you want. I replied no.
Balwinder- Now tell me what is the work, otherwise instead of wasting time it is better that we practice some mathematics.
But it was decided between both of them that they would spend today in rest and entertainment and would start practicing mathematics from tomorrow.
I said- Balwinder, I don’t have many clothes, so I wash my clothes every day and I find it inconvenient to take bath in the toilet and wash clothes.
Balwinder told me to keep my dirty clothes in that basket and only underpants are enough to wear at home.
Saying this, Balwinder gave me a soft white colored undergarment from the cupboard which seemed to me to be of a girl. It turned out that she had given me her daughter’s underwear, which was approximately the same size, but instead of covering my hips, it was sunken in the middle and the front part had gathered my penis and turned it in the upward direction.
It felt a bit unusual for some time in these tights but soon I got used to them and completely adapted to them.
As we continued talking, Balwinder said – Now let us give you some mild intoxicant.
I said- Balwinder, if it is liquor then forgive me. And if there is beer, I will definitely drink it. I have heard that it does not cause any harm and foreigners even drink it with food because this liquid is healthy.
We both started drinking beer. Only one character was enough for me. I finished it and went to the toilet, one advantage of these underwear was that without taking off the underpants, just take out the penis by turning it out and urinate easily.
It was a different experience here. Unlike the village, everything seemed closed and mysterious, but there was also complete freedom that there was no need to go out anywhere. Everything is found in closed rooms only. These thoughts were coming in my mind when suddenly Balwinder came from behind.
Coming next to me, he removed his underpants till his knees and started urinating. When I looked at his penis, it was surrounded by a tuft of black hair and the glans was bald and shining.
We did not say anything to each other but Balwinder started wetting my penis with the stream of his urine and said – Nandan… will you screw me? The one whose edge ends first is considered to have lost his kite.
I remembered the games with my childhood friends and I also started cutting the stream of urine with my penis.
Ultimately I won.
I said- Balwinder, your penis needs to be cleaned. He is also weak and will not be able to win against us.
Saying this I returned to the room.
After coming to his room, Balwinder gave me another vessel of beer and himself took another vessel of liquor and started drinking it.
While drinking, Balwinder said – Friend Nandan, let’s do something, we will get bored like this and your education also has to start from tomorrow, let’s finish it quickly and let us wash our clothes together.
We immediately emptied our container and moved towards completing the work.
On reaching near the washing machine, Balwinder took out all the clothes and threw them out and went inside and brought some more clothes. Both of us started feeling moderately intoxicated, Balwinder would pick up a cloth, smell it and divide them.
He also called me for help and instructed me to keep aside the clothes from which body odor was coming. They have to be washed and everything else has to be folded back and put in the cupboard!
He started folding the clothes in the cupboard and I started marking them. A feeling of intoxication started spreading in my body because I had to smell and mark the clothes and undergarments of not only Balwinder but also his wife Rupinder and daughter Dolly.
I deliberately started smelling the underwear more and kept getting aroused myself. After smelling Balwinder’s underwear, I picked up Roop’s panties. Roop’s panties were not only more attractive than Dolly’s but also more intoxicating. Dolly’s panties neither had that much smell nor intoxication.
Although Dolly’s panties were also fragrant but they were very less in appearance. Roop’s lower underwear not only smelled intoxicating, but the padding in the middle was also wet with urine and some other sticky substance. His drunkenness was disturbing me even more.
Balwinder looked at me and said – lick it and tell me what it is?
I replied- Shit!
Balwinder came and snatched both the panties from my hand and started licking them and said – What is the matter in this? If you have the ability, can you tell why it is wet? And what is it from? And which of these is Roop’s and which is Doli’s?
I enthusiastically licked both the panties and said – Take, what is there in this?
Meanwhile, Balwinder started laughing and saying – You idiot, you have licked Roop’s and Dolly’s urine, these are signs of urine and what’s more, the sticky substance you licked from Roop’s panties was my semen.
Hearing this sentence of his, I became void for some time.
The drunken state, smelling the underwear and licking the urine and semen all started revolving in my mind together and that vague memory, when in my childhood I had licked the white liquid that had fallen on the ground in front of my aunt, re-emerged in my mind. Had come.
My condition had now become like that of a prostitute who was naked but was giving the impression of being clothed. Amidst all this, I did not pay attention to my underwear, inside which my penis had reached its fully erect state.
Balwinder sensing my excitement said – Your penis is asking for your help Nandan.
I said- How should I help him, Guruji?
Balwinder- Nandan, at this time I cannot arrange a hole for it, yes but I can tell you the solution to calm it down.
I curiously looked at Balwinder’s face seeking a solution. His penis was fluttering in his underpants. Both of us were probably getting aroused seeing each other naked and seeing each other’s penises.
Balwinder- Look, right now we both can help each other.
Saying this, Balwinder came so close to me that I started feeling his hot breath on my face. Her hand touched my penis.
I don’t know why, without waiting for his next order, my hand rested on my teacher’s erect penis and I took Balwinder’s penis in my soft hand.
There was so much hardness in his penis that when it became completely hard, it looked like a hot iron tool. Balwinder took my penis in his hand and said while caressing it – Look Nandan, it needs a hole to cool down.
By hole I mean vaginal hole and anal hole. Sometimes oral penetration and oral fucking also become an alternative to penetration. But right now neither my wife nor any other option is available. At present masturbation seems to be the only means.
I had knowledge about masturbation but till now I had not tried this activity in practice. Perhaps today was the day when my penis was supposed to start masturbating.
Balwinder picked up the bottle of mustard oil kept nearby and pulled my underpants down. My penis was fluttering. Balwinder took oil on his palm and started massaging my penis. I started enjoying.
He also asked me to do the same experiment with his penis. I also applied oil on my hand and started rubbing it on his penis. I started enjoying this too, but if I call it double happiness, it would be a better explanation.
On one hand, Balwinder’s hard hands on my penis were giving the pleasure of massage and on the other hand, my soft hands on Balwinder’s hard penis were creating a unique thrill in my body.
I couldn’t figure out when we both started caressing each other’s bodies. Balwinder started pressing my buttocks while kissing my neck, due to which the incident with Vipin Bhaiya became fresh again.
I also felt like hugging Balwinder’s hot body while caressing and massaging his penis. After five minutes of massaging and massaging, my body began to stiffen and it felt as if all the energy was about to burst out.
My body started bending and twisting and a strong jet of white fluid came out of my penis, peeking out from the grasp of Balwinder’s hand on my penis, and hit the washing machine.
My penis kept ejaculating with jerks after jerks, shaking me completely and it felt as if someone had sucked out all the energy from the body. But the pleasure experienced during ejaculation was priceless. I had experienced such happiness for the first time in my life.
Balwinder said- Yours is over Nandan. Now help me.
Saying this, Balwinder came towards me. He placed his penis in my anus and started moving his waist back and forth while massaging my chest. I started feeling his penis rubbing in the valley of my thighs below my anus.
Now this experience was not new to me. I started enjoying this moment and after two-three minutes of friction, Balwinder’s penis also ejaculated between my thighs and his semen started flowing down from between my thighs on both sides.
After some time both became calm. After putting the clothes in the washing machine, both of us came into the room and lay down wearing underpants. Neither Balwinder said anything nor did I try to raise any questions. Didn’t know when both of them fell asleep.