Hot Fire In The Cold Rain
This is my first story in Indian sex stories. I would like to know your comments and suggestions. Please send me the feedbacks to [email protected] I am Adityan, aged 45 years, from Kerala. It was a cold night in December. The last bus has passed around nine thirty. I was going to close the shop and go home. My small shop is opposite to a bus stop in the estate by the way side of a road. I usually close the shop after the last bus. Suddenly it started to rain. So I decided to stay the night at the shop. I have a makeshift bed at the corner of the room for days like this. Have a spare dhothi and a blanket too. I took off my clothing and changed to a dhothi. I sleep without underwear. My shop is a one room building on cutting side of a ledge on the side of a hill. There is a small window by the side of my coat, through which I can see the road winds down through the side of the hill. On the opposite side of the shop there is a waiting shed. It stands on the edge of an S bend so that a person waiting in the bus stop can see the the entire Road by the hillside winding through the estate. It has shoulder high walls around. A small light on top of my shop sheds light into the waiting shed. It was still raining. I have put out the light and was lying on the bed looking out through the window. I heard the sound of a motorbike coming down the road. Some poor soul caught in the sudden rain. The bike passed by and seeing the waiting shed stopped and the rider rushed inside the waiting shed. He was drenched through and through. He seemed to be around thirty five. Around 5’10” or 5’11”. Must weigh around 80. A handsome man with chocolate complexion and a thick black mustache. I have a thick mustache too. I am lean, fair complexion and weighs 60kg. I like big men with dark complexion and thick mustaches. He wore a dhothi and a shirt which were soaked through and through in the rain. The outline of the underwear is clearly visible through the transparent wet dhothi. He was shivering in the cold. If he waited long with the wetness he is sure to get pneumonia. He looked around and saw that it’s very deserted. He removed his shirt and using it tried to dry himself. He was a hunk of a man. His arms are that of a wrestler, well developed. His chest is very hairy and well developed. His abdomen was flat and muscled. Must weigh around 80kilos. He is a big guy but not a trace of fat in the body but muscled. His attempt to dry himself with the shirt was not getting anywhere. He looked around and he removed his dhothi and dried himself with it. Oh boy what a sight he was. His thighs are really large and muscled. His hips are narrow. His whole body was covered by nice black curly hair. He was wearing a jockey trunk with penis pouch. Oh boy and how he fills the pouch. It was a marvelous sight. I hoped that the rain will continue the whole night. But I did not know that I was in for a treat and more. He dried himself with the dhothi but still shivering from the cold. His jockey was wet through and dripping. He removed his underwear too. Oh boy oh boy what a sight. A hunk of a handsome man stark naked in front of me. And what a dick he was sporting. It must be some six seven inches flaccid. And thick like a log. Such a beautiful instrument hanging between his legs. The hair around the clock was trimmed short. And his balls were huge. It was hanging between his thighs like an apple. He turned to keep the cloths by the side bench. And what an ass he has got. Two big round chocolate, huge chocolate bums. What a handsome man. It was a real treat seeing him drying his hair stark naked, the huge cock and balls swinging with the movement of his hands while drying his body. He wore his dhothi drying it as far as possible by squeezing it. He was still shivering in the cold weather. He tried to rub his body with hands. But it was no use it was still raining and the cold was getting bad by the minutes. He was getting desperate. I pulled the curtains by the window and switched on the light. I didn’t want to embarrass him by letting him know that I have seen him naked. I opened the side door and as if to urinate got out at the side of the shop and urinated. In that position I can’t see him but he can see me. I turned around to get in the shop and as if seeing him for the first time called to him and asked what happened. He told me that he got stuck in the rain and got wet, and as it is raining and very cold he can’t ride. And he was shivering miserably from the cold and from the wet dress he was wearing. I called him to come in to the shop and he ran through the rain and again got thoroughly wet. I gave him a dry dhothi and towel to change and dry himself. Up close he was more handsome than I thought. His thighs were like two carved logs. Barrelled chest covered with curly hair which extended to the abdomen and going below the navel. I gave him the single chair and I lied down on the coat in the blanket. He changed to the dry dhothi. But he was still shivering and he was not able to control the shivering. And I had no spare shirt or blanket to give. So he asked me whether he could come in to the blanket with me. I agreed happily. He was still shivering from the cold I asked him whether I shall rub his chest to make it warm. He gratefully agreed. I put my hand above him and started to rub and massage his body. His body was so cold from the weather I started to shiver. I hugged him close and started to massage his chest, neck, arms and abdomen. I lowered his dhothi further and massaged his his lower abdomen below naval. I lowered my hand and massaged his thighs over the dhothi. He started to breath heavily. I inserted my hands between his thighs and massaged his inner thighs. He parted his legs. I inserted my hands in the dhothi and massaged his thighs and inner thighs. His breathing became heavier. When I inserted my hands between his thighs my hand brushed against his cock.