My College Reunion

Chapter 1/3: The Forbidden Boyfriend

The warm bed light spreads pleasing light throughout the bedroom. The night was going in full swing. Raghav and I were rocking the deck hard. Between my wide-spread legs, he drilled his hot iron rod right inside my warm tight ass. My naked body swayed in unison with his hard deep thrusts. His tight hairy chest got pumped up, his firm muscular arms got stiffened. My tender chest and creamy belly sculled continuously. It's been a while since I enjoyed his manhood. The separation fueled my unquenchable thirst. He made me excited the way he used to excite me in the past. I was floating through the garden of desire enjoying the heavenly mirth.

Raghav leaned towards me. His hungry lips pressed against mine. I placed my hands on his face. I moaned gently as we kissed passionately. My head rested on double pillows. My legs lifted in the air and swung. His cock pressed deeper inside my bare hole. My balls got squeezed between our bodies. My restless cock desperately craved for a hand.

"So good!" I murmured smiling at him.

Raghav pulled back and placed his hands firmly across my belly. His fingers wrapped around the edges of my cushy belly. He closed his eyes firmly and pushed his hips harder and faster. My waist curves in the air. It felt like my abdomen gonna explode any minute. My whole body quivered and tumbled. I moaned loud and steady.

"Such a tight little ass!" he murmured.

My hands fondled through his fluffy chest hair. My legs wrapped around his bare hips. His cock rides tightly inside my ass with conviction. His cock hit my bottom harder. I pulled my head back in pain and pleasure.

"I'm going to cum!" Raghav stuttered wildly.

"OK, Cum for me!" I mumbled back in joy.

I clutched my hips tight and my thighs spread wider. I reached for my erection and quaked my cock hard. Raghav shrieked twice before he began emptying his magazine. It ended faster than I anticipated. He fell like a leaf over my naked body. I was not done. My cock trembled for more.

"Again!" I whispered quickly in his ear.

Raghav's hot breaths blasted into my right ear. I cuddled his sweaty body.

"One more time, wait," I requested him.

"Do you want to do it? I am finished!" he whimpered.

Raghav's roaring warm cock began sagging inside my creamy ass. He desired to gratify his ego. He moved his cock inside my ass for a bit long. He arched back so that his cock can get maximum penetration. I moved my hips closer to his crotch for the same. I pushed my hips keeping his cock inside me for a couple of times. We cuddled and had some after-play for ten minutes.

It was fun. I met Raghav after a long gap. We used to be roommates at the college hostel. We were nineteen then. We accidentally started our sexual journey and pursued till the college end. After that, we went our separate ways on mutual accord. After two years we met once again and we decided on a union to catch up on the lost time.

"You decided to go for the college reunion, yet?" Raghav's soft voice echoed behind me.

I was about to put my vest on. The air conditioner began chilling my naked body. My nipples already stiffened. I put my brief back on. My erection squabbled with me to get inside the detention. Raghav put the inhaler in his mouth and took a couple of puffs. He waited until his breaths calmed down.

"I'm not going Raghav, I don't think it will be a good idea," I murmured pausing my vest midway.

"It took a lot of time for me to recover from everything. I don't want to stir things up once again, especially if they so us together," I explained my concern.

"But you wished to go, didn't you?" Raghav poked again.

"I mean, I wanna see some of them, if not all of them." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yes, I know!" Raghav paused.

There was an eerie silence creeping into the atmosphere. Raghav slowly put on his pajama bottom and began buttoning his top. I gently folded my legs and sat on my knees.

"Atul, Samson, Noufal!" he paused dramatically.

I just had a peak at his curious face. It was clouded with anxiousness and jealousy, just like old times. I smiled sarcastically.

"Sidhu, Megha, Kiran, Sujesh!" I chanted names and paused.

I looked down. Jagan, George, Venkit Sir, I mumbled a few more names in my mind that Raghav might not remember. He might not wished to kick start any awkward conversation. Deep in my heart, I desired to go to the reunion as he mentioned.

"See, I think you should go, I think I can skip this program!" Raghav suggested.

"Why would you do that?" I looked back at him just to see his conviction in this matter.

"Look Jais, I agreed to the program so that I can meet up with you. Besides, I am in good contact with others and had small bashes at least twice every year. It's not a big deal." Raghav seemed determined.

"Are you sure?" I rechecked.

"Absolutely!" He replied swiftly with a stern face and opinion.

Some kind of strange joy started rumbling through my body. I was excited about the function once again. Although I was a bit embarrassed to meet others once again, the long gap created mixed feelings in my mind. I desired to meet at least some of them, just to see how they doing in their life. There was a desperate void carved in my heart that I wished to fix with this reunion program. I was glad that we finally resolved the dilemma. The beside pep-talk was fruitful. I was happy for Ragahv and grateful for making the decision just to please me. My vest was still tangled in my hands. Raghav rested on the bed and looked at me as I smiled back at his calm and composed face.

"what's the matter? Raghav asked me softly.

Raghav always had this silly adorable look which I loved. A fable itching sensation began arising from between my legs. My abdomen began shivering. A strange urge stormed all through my body. My helpless erection began bulging inside my tight underwear. My throat dried up slowly. My body demanded more satisfaction. Today may be the last time I get this opportunity. I wished to squeeze the most out of it. I put my inner vest on the floor and slowly crawled across his stretched legs. I placed my hands across him and bowed closer to him.

"Let's do it again!" I giggled.

"Again? too many already!" he twisted his eyebrows and grieved.

"Don't be silly, It's only two times," I reminded him resisting his overstatement.

"Sure?" He suddenly relatiated sensing the concern in my voice.

"It's just, I'm a bit tired of the travel, That's why!" he explained with an awkward facial expression.

"So, that means you are done fucking me?" I hardened my voice.

I moved my face closer to his face. My tiny man boobs hung on closer, inches away from Raghav's chest. My erection gently pressed against his crotch.

"Am I not attractive anymore?" I could not hide my anxiousness from my face.

"That's not what I mean Jais!" he replied swiftly.

Raghav stuttered nervously. I noticed his nervous eyes peeking into my adorable dangling teats.

"I remember someone who fucked me one full day morning till night. Shooting one after another after another until his cock finally began to sprain!" I locked on to his eyes as he heard me nervously.

"Someone who used to screw me from night till the morning even after a whole day of hard labor and exhaustion." I put on a derisive face but my eyes were fiercely locked on to him just to see his immediate reaction.

"Was it three of four?" I mumbled looking away from his face.

"Four!" he swiftly murmured.

"Ha?" I glared back at him.

"Four times!" he tried to revive his composure.

"Indeed, he remembers!" I mumbled taunting him.

"You didn't tell me anything about me, about my looks!" I reminded him about the broken conversation just before we both tumbled onto the bed.

"Yeah, I mean you look different now!"

"Hmmm?"I urged him, to continue, as I slowly crawled back from him and sat on his right leg.

"Is it good or bad?" I inquired gently smiling.

"Bad? Gorgeous. I mean you lose weight, right?"

When Raghav put out the question my hands slowly lifted his pajama top and my fingertips snuck on the pajama bottom. I pulled it down swiftly down to his knees. My hands were on his black trunk.

"So I was fat then?" I mocked him again with a cunning stare.

Raghav was struck again. He might never seen me so intimidating in the past. I had always been his bottom boy since we began our bedding quest. He always took the authority and steered things, leading the path to joy and thrill. I just have to follow him like an obedient servant. As Raghav fluke through his conversation, I enjoyed the small victories bursting as adorable and confused expressions through his innocent face.

"Continue..." I told him to continue the talk.

I could not hide my enjoyment and a helpless joy might have bloomed on my face too. The moment I pulled down the tight trunk from Raghav's sleek waist, his rejuvenated virility swayed in the air escaping the captivity. My delight just got doubled.

"Ohh, I mean you were not fat. But now you look less chubby, more agile, and in shape!" he finally finished his comments.

"I'm glad you liked the change. It's been a year since I worked on my body!" I could not control my joy.

"Today, I was surprised when I saw you naked!" he mumbled.

Kneeling between his legs I slowly grabbed his erection in my right hand.

"It's perfect now, don't lose any more weight, this is fine!" he suggested as his eyes slowly shifted from my face to his trembling execution.

"I know! I'm not trying to get skinny or get ripped or anything. This is my limit!" I giggled.

After I began losing my extra pounds this was the first time I got closely assessed by someone. I have never been naked in front of someone for the past thirteen months. My hard work was genuinely appreciated and I can not suggest a better critic than Raghav. After all, he was the one who had seen me naked the most, laid with me, played with me, slept with me bathed with me, and everything.

"Exactly! I mean, I have never seen your face so clear without any pimples and those deep round navel, oh dear!" Raghav paused in excitement.

"Yeah, I know! I kind of knew you would say something concerning my navel!" My fingers gripped his growing erection harder.

"You used to say something about my belly button, I can't remember," I tried hard to remember.

"Pothole!" he shouted in excitement.

"Yea, pothole! So how do they look now?" I wished to hear soothing observations from my old mate.

"It was a bit difficult to see its beauty because of your puffy belly. But now, they look majestic. Like a perfect magnetic vortex!" I loved the way he boasted about my appearance.

I was flattened. I slowly began rolling my fingers through his hard warm erection.

"I already shot twice!" Raghav once again reminded me.

"It's okay!" I whispered looking at him.

My fingers slowly began jerking his manhood. I missed his cock and I was not done yet. I parted my lips wide and invited the precious one that I have devoured the most. Ragahv slowly rested his head on the pillow. I impatiently pushed his cock into my mouth and sucked hard. The taste was so familiar, I remembered. I moved my left hand inside my underwear and gently stroked my cock. He wanted some delicate pampering. Gawking onto eyes ever so shameless, I sucked his hard cock, swallowing its poise deep down my throat My quench was getting smothered, at least for the time being.

The next day morning, Raghav woke me up at around eight in the morning. I was sound asleep. He promised to drop me at college before he left for his native place. We had breakfast together. The room was taken for one more day. I will stay there until the next morning. Raghav already paid for the room. As I waited outside near his car scrolling down through my messages. The last day's room boy, Mr. Curious, came towards me.

"Are you checking out, sir?" his soft polished voice caught my attention.

I just smiled without replying anything. I feel a bit awkward to reply. I just shook my hand in denial. He smirked weirdly and took off from there.

It was all Raghav's mistake. We have been planning this meeting for almost a month. After check-in only he asked me about bringing protection. I scolded him. He always takes care of these things earlier. He said he thought of buying from the nearby medical store, but it was closed for some reason. I was furious about his absurdity. Unlucky for me, I didn't take my usual backpack, otherwise I had it for emergencies. I reminded him that without condoms, my ass is off-limits. Then he said he would take care of the matter. Later, when I sat on the edge of the bed half naked, he answered the calling bell. It was the same room boy who brought us up to the hotel room. He handed over a discreet envelope to Raghav. As the door closed gently, I saw the boy gawking at me with a cheeky smile. Stupid Raghav. He sent a young lad, maybe near twenty, to buy condoms. Raghav was cool as a cucumber. He reacted like, it was not a big deal.

"Your parcel lad was here!" I informed him as he put his bags in the car trunk.

I mocked him once again, but he ignored the tone again.

"Who? Oh, Dinesh! Where is he?" Raghav looked around for him.

"You know him?" I asked him curiously, after hearing a random room boy's name in his mouth.

"Come on Jais, I forgot to tip him, that's why!" he clarified his edginess.

"Oh!" I smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, just give him a couple of hundred when you check out. They always expect it!" Raghav reminded as he opened the door and got in.

"That I will do I replied softly!" I replied after getting inside the car.

"You can call him if you need anything, he will arrange it, don't hesitate," he reminded.

Since lunch and probably dinner too will be from outside. So, he might not be helpful by any means, I thought.

"One more thing I forgot to mention, The history gathering preponded!" He put on his goggles and started the engine.

"They are planning to execute it today afternoon, after ours!" He placed his hands on the steering wheel and slowly raved the engine.

I was speechless. I was not prepared for the news. Ajmal, Deepak brother, Hardik, Sheela, I recollected more names in my mind. More things to evoke until I reach college. My lover, my dear dearest, my forbidden boyfriend Raghav left me at the west side gate of my college. I see him parting from me, maybe for the last time. A tender pinching pain weighed my heart.

The reunion programs started officially by ten in the morning. There were official speeches by our old teachers and the head of the department. Then some classmates gave ridiculous speeches that were too cringe. One thing I noticed is that, even after two years of gap, my classmates still see me the way they used to. The same old weird face and insolent glares. There were only a few who were happy to see me and talked to me generously. Ranjit was a surprise. He ran toward me and hugged me. He told me that I was almost unrecognizable. I was surprisingly happy to see him. He said many of the classmates who are not present now, will attend the evening party planned at the Garden resort. Maybe because others saw him talking to me made them go easy on me. A few more came and chattered to me. A few boasted my change in looks. The people I expected to get excited seeing me were greeted with fake smiles and modesty. They chatted with so much conviction that I might be pursuing the same old path I used to. The life of the hostel slut.

My hostel life was scandalous and it will require many more chapters to detail. College life opened me up. It liberated the real me under hibernation. My tastes were different, my interests were unique and my entertainments were appalling. For the same reason, I didn't have many friends throughout my college life. Most of the guys who approached me with the intent to establish companionship were with twisted intents. Once those objectives were fulfilled, they disappeared exposing me as the wrongdoer. They called me by many names, they attached many names with me just to damage the integrity of the other person. I was the most infamous hostel slut of my time, even though I was not the only one. After the first year's struggle as a junior, Raghav entered into my life.

The dashing fearless soulful figurine brought new meaning to my life. Raghav was the only person whom I trusted with my life. He was not my first roommate. Many came and many went, but no one stayed with me for more than a few weeks. He remained throughout my hostel life as a roommate. He knew that I do kinky stuff with other boys to my advantage. Unlike other guys, Raghav and I started our physical relationship upon my persuasion. It took long four months to get there. Even though we had this no-string-attached relationship, later they did create some inevitable complications which I will tell later through my story.

One and have years of college life, I was on an ever-ending sex spree. There were so many people to guide me, advise me, teach me, and coach me but they all came at a filthy price. Once I got hooked on to the obsession it was hard for me to escape. Raghav was my escape route, my guardian angel. He came into my life when my sex drive hit its peak. There was not a single day in my life where I spent at least one minute jiggling a cock in my mouth hungry. Every day my mouth gulped the sweaty creamy warm milk freshly brewed with my own mouth hands mouth. Light, dark, brown, curvy, long, short, monster, circumcised, uncircumcised, shaven, trimmed, hairy, oiled and so goes the diversity. If no one approached me till night, I took the initiative and sometimes without any kind of reward I enjoyed sucking dirty old dicks. Since Raghav, things have gotten into a scheme. From a perverted shameful life, my day-to-day activities got blended systematically. He brought discipline into my life.

I can not say that during Raghav I was faithful. He never stopped me from meeting others. But his presence barred me from pursuing the wrong path. I chose wisely and pursued only those tags which were of utmost priority. I shared almost everything with him. He knew all of my chums and all those draws I rejected. The only mat he never knew was Saeed, our hostel mess head chef. He was an old man in his sixties with limited demands. The linkup with his saved me from all the seven combined food poisonings that occurred during my hostel era. After all the shame and hatred I brought up on Raghav, he remained my true boyfriend.

After college, I broke all the connections with everyone from my college, except Raghav. Even though we never met up, we used to talk and discuss things. I joined a small firm as an accountant. My nature of work required no hard labor. So within two months, I gained more weight. That was when I decided to hit the gym and treat my body with the care that it deserve. It was hard in the beginning. Sex and physical pleasure have been always part of me. I find it very hard to keep myself in abstinence. Sometimes I feel like falling into mental trauma. That's when I realized I don't have to shut myself completely away from my sexual desires. So, when prospects came, I dealt them with in the most unpretentious way possible.

I lived a casual overview when dealing with tricky situations. It helped me to avoid misapprehensions which may lead to making twisted decisions. Just like my second instructor Mr. Joffy, whom I assumed to be the perfect pervert, who touched and teased me in the gym, turned out to be a really good trainer. I learned to enjoy those clumsy caresses and groping without any dejection, shame, or remorse. A simple gesture of approval will make their day. I enjoyed spreading happiness in that way.

My weekend commuter bus always had this old group of people who took this still-footed journey from the office to the city trans hub. There was this old guy in a tux who always grope my ass standing close to me. At first, I might have given him a long hard stare. But he pushed forward and prob his erection on my hump. I approved. Mr Gopan, our lift operator. When our lift stuck midway. He called support which was five minutes away. He just wished to kiss me. A wild one, with a lot of hand touching all over my ass. I approved. Our landlord's younger brother. At the back of the old storage garage, he attained his hand job almost every month. I approved. Those strange hands sneaking beneath the shirt aiming to feel the mount of my boobs, especially in public transportation. Those hands are placed on your lap, sit there for some time, and then slowly take your hand and get located on the co-passenger's crotch. He just needed a gentle hand rub that too over his clothes. Harmless, I approved. If this happens at night, the hand might need to travel beneath the clothes to get a proper rubbing sensation. Selfless services, approved.