Disclaimer: The contents of this narrative draw inspiration from a storyline featured in an episode of the TV series "Leverage: Redemption." While elements of the original show may be present, the characters, events, and overall narrative have been adapted and expanded upon for this fictional work. Any semblance to actual individuals or occurrences is entirely unintentional. It is important to note that the age of all the characters depicted in this story is 18 years or above. This narrative has been uniquely conceived and developed by the author.
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In the heart of bustling New Delhi, Saurav stood before the door of Dr. Ranjit Bhatnagar's house. Gripping the spare key, he couldn't shake off the overwhelming sadness and anger that had engulfed him. Earlier in the day, he had bid farewell to his dear friend Dr. Ranjit, whose life was tragically cut short in a bombing that ravaged his medical center on the outskirts of the city. The echoes of their camaraderie during the Kargil war resonated within him, along with the debt of gratitude he owed Dr. Ranjit for saving his life in the trenches of Poonchh.
With him stood Adwit, a steadfast pillar of emotional support, ready to stand by Saurav's side through the depths of grief. They entered the dimly lit sitting room, but were interrupted as they realized they were not alone. An imposing figure confronted them with a stern gaze.
"I am Vikas Singh, the inspector investigating the medical center bombing. Who are you?", his voice firm and authoritative. It suited his tall stature, broad shoulder and thick biceps. He had a thick moustache that ended in a perfect curl. His straight hair was a bit disheveled.
Saurav was too engrossed in his grief and worry to do much more than staring daggers at the inspector but Adwit noticed two things. Vikas looked quite handsome, and even though they had every right to be there, Vikas appeared to be someone who wouldn't let them stay here. He would need to be distracted.
Stepping forward, Adwit calmly introduced himself and Saurav, explaining their purpose to spend time in the late doctor's house, knowing it held sentimental value for Saurav. But Vikas tenaciously stood his ground. The investigation was ongoing, and he couldn't allow them to wander freely.
Unleashing a clever ploy to distract the inspector, Adwit skillfully engaged Vikas in a conversation about cricket. Their discussion about Hardik Pandya and K. L. Rahul continued while Adwit moved closer to an unsuspecting Vikas and skillfully turned the dialogue towards which of the two was better looking. As they playfully argued about the looks of the two players, Adwit suddenly looked suggestively into Vikas's eyes and interrupted him with a silky whisper: "Do you just wanna talk about them, or do you wanna do something better?"
Out of the corner of his eyes, Adwit noticed a slight movement in Vikas's pants but his expression remained rather stricken. He gave himself away though by a longing glance towards Saurav who was looking at Ranjit's pictures on the wall and had his back towards them. Adwit took a step towards Vikas and continued in his silky voice, "he might join us later, once he is done looking at the photos. He needs a release and it would be good if you could give it to him. But I doubt he will respond very well right now".
Vikas stood there, gazing into Adwit's eyes. He knew that he wanted it- he wanted both these gorgeous men: Adwit's lean, toned body and mischievous smile was as alluring as Saurav's rough, muscled body and intense looks. Though Vikas typically preferred topping rough men like Saurav, they were not easy to find. He wondered if Saurav would allow him to fuck. But he also knew that he hadn't had sex in a few days. He was more than eager to get on with Adwit, maybe even trying bottoming in hopes of luring Saurav in. But, he was on duty for another hour and he had never done this while on duty.
Adwit could see the turmoil churning inside Vikas. While moving still closer to him so that they were barely a feet apart, Adwit reminded him that his shift is nearly over and that no one would ever know. He looked beseechingly at Vikas and Vikas gave in. He pulled Adwit into a gentle kiss which intensified as they eased into a tighter embrace.
Adwit soon took the lead and pushed Vikas into a nearby couch. He was trying to unbutton Vikas's uniform as his lips gently found their way towards Vikas's smooth chest. Vikas let out a moan as Adwit began playing with his nipples. Now shirtless, his arms resting on the hand-rest of the couch, his legs spread wide and his eyes closed, Vikas was now immersed in the joy that emanated from Adwit's lips and fingers and radiated all across his body.
Now at his waistline, Adwit continued kissing and licking Vikas's shiny body all the way up to his lips and engaged him in a fierce kiss as he tried to rid him of his pants. Though in prime shape, Vikas's body had a certain softness which was enhanced by his supple and shiny skin. His natural musk had accumulated throughout the day and was working its miracle on Adwit's senses; he couldn't get enough of this salty aroma no matter how much he bit or licked and no matter how much Vikas moaned and tried to push him away.
Vikas was now very hard and oozing copious amounts of precum; he was craving his mouth, but Adwit wasn't done teasing him. He moved down between his legs and started licking all around his woken member while his hands caressed his hairless thighs. Adwit kept swaying away from Vikas's dick and going further below his balls towards his ass. The way Vikas squirmed and spread his legs apart, it was apparent that he was enjoying Adwit's tongue near his hole. But before Adwit could touch his target, Vikas, unable to bear anymore, grabbed Adwit's hair and pushed the now throbbing 7.5 inches of his meat down Adwit's throat. Adwit gagged a little but gained control immediately and continued sucking him, while his fingers played with Vikas's balls.
Adwit had this uncanny ability to sense what his partners really desired and steer them towards these yearnings, helping them overcome any fear or hesitation they may have. Vikas's response to Adwit's sexual moves told him that Vikas was typically one of those tops who liked to be pleasured without really doing much for their partner. However, Adwit felt that this was really an exterior façade that he maintained to be comfortable but there was much more to it.
Having blown Vikas for some time, Adwit resumed licking all around his penis going lower and lower, occasionally biting his soft buns. A quiver would run through Vikas's body every time Adwit went towards his butt, and he would parted his legs even more while clenching his butts together but releasing them immediately. Adwit wondered if anyone had ever rimmed Vikas and got his answer soon enough when he flicked his tongue on the sweet pink and virgin hole. Vikas's sudden gasp followed by the goosebumps all over his body were telling enough. This confirmed what Adwit already suspected- that Vikas would be amenable to anal plays.
Eager to take a virginity today, Adwit began a multipronged attack on Vikas's senses. He grabbed Vikas's dick in his hand and stroked it slowly while using his thumb to play with the bulbous head. At the same time, he wiggled his tongue across his now slightly open hole drenching it with saliva. After some time, he started moving upwards, his tongue wagging continuously whereas his hand moving downwards lightly caressing Vikas's inner thighs and butts and eventually reaching the hole just as his tongue reached the tip of the dick. In the beginning, Vikas would clench his hole denying Adwit any access to the hidden trove, but he never stopped him from exploring. Recognizing that Vikas was still hesitant, Adwit waited for him to comply while he continued using his tongue and fingers alternately to maintain his penile arousal and procure access to his passage. Slowly, Vikas relaxed and his hole, under the combined pressure of Adwit's tongue flicking and finger exploration, gave way.
Sensing his willingness, Adwit engulfed Vikas's entire cock just as he gently pushed his index finger inside. Vikas arched his back, let out a pleasurable groan, grabbed Adwit's head and pushed himself as deep in his mouth as possible. Adwit held himself in that position and allowed Vikas to relax until the grip on his head slackened when he resumed both his sucking and fingering. Vikas grabbed the hand-rest of the couch tightly as he acclimatized himself to these newfound sensations he was experiencing. Seeing how Vikas was enjoying himself, Adwit expanded the ambit of his moves. When tired of sucking, Adwit would use his lips and tongue and sometimes teeth to explore Vikas's belly and chest and nipples, all the while playing with his hole. Occasionally, he would let him relax and catch his breath before resuming the rimming and sucking and fingering.
Two fingers and a considerable amount of lube in, Adwit thought Vikas was ready for the next level. Adwit was of average size and girth, so two fingers were typically good enough. And given that he had allowed two fingers, Adwit was quite sure Vikas would be okay with the next anal adventure.
