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Taken by the landlord's son

Prologue: “Top or bottom?” Praveen asked me, as I emerged from the shower in my towel. I stopped dead in my tracks. “What?” I asked, my heart already starting to beat faster. “You heard me. Are you a top or bottom?” Praveen asked again, this time with a smirk. “What top bottom?” I asked, making a mildly puzzled expression. How could he know, the thoughts were already racing in my mind. “Oh come on now, Ashu. Don’t play the innocent fool,” saying this, Praveen pointed to my laptop. He hit the play button and the sounds of panting filled the room. Two young gays involved in hardcore gay sex in the bedroom; the top fucking the bottom like a stud. I gulped. I was caught and there was no denying it. I bowed my head and said, “I don’t know what it is. I mean, I’m curious about it but I have never done it.” “So you’re still a virgin, eh?” Praveen mocked. “Yep. But….” I trailed off. “You would like to have one experience of your own. You just don’t know how and with whom.” Praveen finished off for me. My silence gave away my affirmation. A few hours earlier: Grunting and sweating, I hefted my last suitcase up the narrow stairs to the upper floor. I had shifted to the upper floor of a f****y house; my room was a modest bedroom-kitchen-bathroom. The ground floor was occupied by a f****y with a son my age. They were quite friendly, and were glad to have me as a tenant as long as I paid my rent on time, did not bring any girls over or created commotion. Praveen was their son, and he was ...

... quite helpful, holding my boxes for me as I struggled with them. In the evening, I was just about to make some tea when there was a knock on my door. I thought it must be uncle, but I opened it to see Praveen. “Hi Ashu, mind if I come in? Were you busy?” “Not at all, come in,” I ushered him inside. “So, everything is settled?” he asked. “Yeah, just finished unpacking and arranging. Would you like some coffee?” “That’d be nice, thank you. Mom Dad have gone for a wedding and I’m bored, so thought I’d come over for a chat.” Over the next half an hour, we chatted and got to know each other well. Praveen was a good student and he also had a good physique which came from working out regularly at the gym. I suddenly realised I had yet to take a shower, so I excused myself. “I won’t be long,” I said, “you can watch a movie or something on my laptop in the meantime.” How was I to know that he’d open the “Recent media” on my player, see the vast amount of gay porn that I had hidden on my drive, and corner me like this? I was still in my towel, feeling warmer by each passing second. Praveen just smiled, stood up and walked over to me. He was my height, and he looked into my eyes and spoke softly “Let me be the one.” I could not say a word. Where was this heading? What was happening to me? Why was I feeling so horny, so swept up in the moment? For an answer, I just looked down at my towel. My dick was beginning to stir. Praveen saw that too. He reached for my towel and slowly pulled it ...