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Date: Fri, 14 May 2010 02:27:02 +0530
From: Wohi wohanvi <wohiwohanvi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sandwiched in Hostel

This story is based on events that took place a long time ago.  They
contain graphic description of sex amongst males.  If you are too young to
read such stuff do not read beyond this.  Don't read further if you find
such writings offensive.

The characters of this story practiced sex without using protection.  That
is because those days, there was no need for it.  Today no one should
behave like these characters.

Sandwiched in the Hostel

Story by Wohi Wohanvi

At the age of 15 I knew I wanted a man to fuck me, even though I didn't
quite know what it would be like.  During summer vacations, I proceeded to
seduce a young man who was reasonably attractive and virile looking and
worked as domestic help in our house.

It wasn't difficult at all and soon we got into a routine; every now and
then he would come to my bedroom at night and screw me.  After the initial
thrill of losing my virginity, I started getting bored with him.  He wasn't
really a good lover; he didn't want to kiss or spend any time in foreplay.
He just wanted to put his small penis into my hole and cum as soon as he
could.  He would then zip up his trousers and go, leaving me dissatisfied
with the whole thing.  But it continued as there was no one else.

And then one evening things changed dramatically...

I had become friends with someone in my class who was a little older than
me.  He acted grown up and tough using a lot of four letter words, wore
sharp clothes and stayed in a hostel.  We really had little in common but
he was good to me and we got on well. His name was Hasan.

One evening he invited me to a programme in his hostel. We sat together on
seats close to the stage as Hasan knew the organizers of the show.  The
hall was full of noisy and boisterous students. Without any warning the
electric power went off.  There were instant shouts and cat calls and
whistles from the crowd though everyone kept sitting.  It was pitch dark
with boys shouting obscenities, whistling and making noise.  Suddenly Hasan
grabbed me and kissed me full on my mouth.  It was so unexpected that it
took me a while to know what was happening.  By then his arms were around
me and his warm lips were over mine, his tongue forcing my mouth to open.
After the initial shock I started to respond.  One of his hands moved down
to my crotch and started playing with my cock that started getting hard. He
knew clearly what he was doing and soon I was aroused.

This continued for about a minute and then he took his mouth and his hands
away.  Soon the power came back and the show began.  My heart was pounding
and my mouth was dry.  Nothing like that had ever happened to me in 17
years of my life.  I glanced at Hasan who was looking at the stage, a
slight smile on his face and looking perfectly calm.

It was about 8pm when the show ended and he asked me to come to his room
for a cup of tea before I went home. I wasn't in a hurry to go home as
there was no one waiting at home that evening.  The room was divided into
two parts with a wall, an arch connecting the two parts with a curtain but
no door.  The back portion belonged to his partner who was Hasan's senior.
He was not there when we entered the room.  The front portion was Hasan's.

He made tea as I sat on the bed.  We made small talk and sipped the tea
pretending nothing had happened.  Hasan was taller than me and little
heavier.  He was pleasant looking and had long legs.

After we finished the tea he got up and locked the main door and came back
to sit on the bed next to me.  Without wasting any time, he began kissing
me on my mouth.  Soon I was lying flat on the bed, Hasan's hands moving all
over my body.  His tongue pushed my mouth opened and explored inside.  I
found all this very enjoyable and participated enthusiastically.

He then started taking off my clothes and in a while I was completely naked
while he remained fully clothed.  His hands continued playing with my body,
pinching my nipples, rubbing my cock as he continued to kiss me.  He then
got up and returned with a small jar of vaseline.  I was feeling slightly
embarrassed being completely naked so I covered myself with Hasan's quilt
that was on the bed.

He removed the quilt to expose my lower body and opened my legs, bending
them slightly. He then took a blob of vaseline on his forefinger and put it
at the entrance of my hole which he could see clearly.  Slowly the finger
found its way inside me, making me gasp.  The finger sliding inside me felt
wonderful and tickled my nerves. He started moving the finger around making
me moan and clench my teeth.  Before I knew it, another finger was inside
me, enhancing the pleasure.  I was breathing heavily now and my face felt
hot.

Hasan got up and opened the buttons of his shirt, exposing a smooth chest.
He then unbuckled his belt, unzipped the trousers and let them fall to the
floor.  His underwear formed a tent, stretching the fabric, indicating the
size of his equipment.  He then stepped out of the underwear and stood near
me with a slight smile on his face.

My eyes widened in awe.  His cock, standing erect and tilting upwards was
huge.  I mean really huge.  It must have been at least 8" long and very
thick.  Without a foreskin it looked like a weapon, ready to attack.  Its
base was shaved and without the hair, it looked sinister.  The person who
took my virginity had a cock half this size.

Hasan came and joined me on the bed, lying next to me and covered us both
with the quilt.  He then turned towards me and embraced me tightly, kissing
me on my mouth.  He was a great kisser.  I could feel his massive cock
poking me in the stomach.  As he continued to kiss, his hand slid
downwards, between my legs and his finger found the hole and entered it
again, this time a little less gently.  I winced as the other finger too
found its way in.  The fingers were moving as if they were trying to widen
the passage preparing it for what was to come.

My body felt like it was on fire and I was aroused like never before.  I
clung to Hasan, my hands rubbing his back and his tight buttocks as he
continued to kiss my lips and my nipples while his two fingers continued to
probe my pussy.  His massive cock was pressing against my stomach.  He then
put my hand on it.  I grasped the shaft and realized how thick it was.  I
wondered how it will go in. I was soon to find out...

Our smooching was getting more frenzied and passionate and we were both
breathing hard.  Hasan then turned me to lie on my back and got between my
legs, rubbing his hard phallus into my crotch.  I held him tightly, our
cocks pressing each other.

He then threw away the quilt and sat on his knees between my legs,
spreading them wide, bending them backwards.  He put a pillow under my ass
raising it.  He picked the vaseline jar and put some on his throbbing cock,
covering it thoroughly with the stuff.  I can still recall the faint, sweet
fragrance of vaseline.

He took position and with his hand guided his swollen cock towards my hole.
He rubbed it on the hole for a while and then placed it at the entrance and
pushed.  Nothing happened.  He held the huge cock in his hand and tried
again.  I could feel the head of his cock on the hole.  I became tense. He
pushed a little harder and as the huge head entered me, I felt my tight
hole stretching, finding it hard to accommodate so big an intruder.  It was
quite painful.

I began to panic and wanted him to stop but from the expression on his face
I knew he will not and that his huge cock will invade me even if my
defenceless hole got ripped open.  I closed my eyes tightly and clenched my
teeth, preparing myself for the attack.  Hasan had worked it all out and
without any warning he rammed his cock into me in one quick and powerful
stroke, burying the entire monster into my hole up to the shaved base of
his cock.

I nearly passed out with pain and opened my mouth to scream, my body going
rigid but Hasan clamped his hand on my mouth.  He stayed there, his cock
completely inside me, nailing me down with his weight.  I had tears in my
eyes and it felt like my hole had been ruptured.  Hasan had a `mission
accomplished' look on his face.  He obviously had done this before.  He
obviously thought he had just taken my virginity and it certainly felt like
that.  The actual first time wasn't painful at all.

He removed his hand from my mouth and smiled at me.  I told him it hurt
like hell and to please take it out.  He whispered sweet nothings to me
telling me it would soon be alright and that the worst was over and yes, he
would soon take it out But of course nothing like that happened.  He lifted
my legs and pushed them till they touched my shoulders, raising my ass,
allowing him to penetrate me even deeper.  But the pain did go away,
replacing it with a sensation that was not unpleasant.  The experience was
totally different from my first one; far more intense and passionate - a
mixture of pain and acute pleasure.

Hasan started to move his cock in and out of my hole.  My passage was so
tight that he had to move in and out very slowly.  He was moaning with
pleasure and his eyes were closed; telling me softly how great his cock
felt inside me and how tight my pussywas.  I started enjoying the movement
of his monstrous cock inside me.  I was getting hard again.

His cock was now moving in and out with more ease, thanks mainly to the
vaseline. He started fucking me hard, burying his cock in single quick
strokes.  This continued for a long time, may be 10 minutes or so.  His
cock filled me completely, stretching the passage to its fullest.  Hasan
kept remarking on how tight the hole was and that this was the best ass he
had ever fucked and he hoped it didn't hurt too much. He treated me like he
was fucking a virgin and I didn't correct him.

He came suddenly, shooting his hot cum into me.  He came again and again
filling me completely.  He stayed inside, his cock spent but still hard.
After a minute or so he withdrew his cock slowly from my hole and then went
and brought a towel with which he cleaned me as well as himself.  I felt
battered and lay there with my legs open. My hole was sore and felt empty.
I touched and found it wet with Hasan's cum, some of which had leaked out.
I felt ravaged.

He returned and lay beside me, holding me to him and told me mine was the
sweetest, tightest ass he had fucked.  He told me he had been fucking boys
since he was in school.  He gave me the name of someone I knew who was one
of his conquests.

He then started telling me about his roommate, how handsome he was.  He too
liked men and was very good in bed.  Hasan told me that sometimes he and
his roommate together got someone to have sex with and that it was really
great.  I was shocked but also a little excited at the thought of being
shared by two men.

As if reading my mind Hasan asked me, "Would you like to meet my roommate?"

I pretended to be shocked.  "Certainly not", I asked indignantly.  But
somewhere inside my heart I was excited.

"Oh well, it is up to you.  I am happy to have you to myself", Hasan
answered holding me more tightly and rubbing his rapidly stiffening cock
against my crack.  My hole hadn't really recovered and I didn't really want
him to go ahead but could not do much as he lifted my leg with his hand
under my knee and then placing his now hard cock on my exposed hole once
again.  Before I knew it, his thick cock was entering it again, this time
without any pain.  I was relieved and surprised how smoothly the entire
cock went inside me, filling me completely.

He started to fuck me again, pushing in and pulling out very slowly.  The
sensation was wonderful and I began to respond, pushing my ass into him as
he thrust.  He turned my face towards him and kissed as he fucked.

My pussy felt really open as he continued to fuck me with his thick cock.
He went on and on without any change in speed.  He drilled me thoroughly,
entering very deep causing me to get hard and feel wonderful.  But I was
getting tired too and wished him to cum but there was no change in the
rhythm as he pounded me.

"Please stop, I am tired.  Please", I pleaded with hasan.

"Okay, baby", Hasan whispered and began to really slam his cock into me,
his body making a slapping sound as his cock filled me.  His pace increased
and he began ramming into my defenceless pussy.  I felt violated and
battered as he went on till he eventually came again, pumping his hot cum
into me.

I too climaxed, playing with my now hard cock, spilling my cum on the bed.
We both lay there silently, exhausted, his cock still inside me.

I dozed off for a bit and when I opened my eyes again, Hasan had taken out
his cock but was still holding me in his arms, playing with my nipples.  My
hole felt wide open and empty and was really sore.  I wanted to get up and
go home.

Just then, someone tried to push the door open and when it didn't a voice
asked Hasan to open the door.  I tensed with panic and started to get up
quickly but Hasan held me down.

"Just stay here, it is Mahmood", Hasan calmed me.  He then covered me with
the quilt, tied a towel around his waist and went and opened the door.  He
stood there whispering to the person standing outside and then returned to
me.

"It is my room partner.  If you don't want to meet him he will go away and
return after you are gone.  But if you like, we can all have fun together.
You won't regret it, I promise", Hasan said reassuringly.

My heart started to pound.  This was like a fantasy being played in real.
I was excited as well as a bit frightened at being at the mercy of two
persons.  Hasan watched me with a slight smile on his face, waiting for me
to answer.

"I... I don't know... I mean do you think it is okay?" I stammered.  Hasan
took this as a yes, went to the door and opened it telling his partner to
come in.

Mahmood was taller than Hasan, better built and about 4 years older.  He
looked more like a man and didn't look like a student at all.  He was
wearing a dark shirt, jeans and was carrying books and folders in his
hands.

"I need to freshen up", Mahmood said with a smile as he went into the
backroom.  Hasan came and sat on the chair next to me.  His towel parted
showing the limp, fat cock that had just fucked me mercilessly.  It looked
innocent.

Mahmood returned to the room wearing a vest and a blue checked, Indian
style sarong.  He had a broad chest, tapering to a trim waist and a bubble
butt.  He was attractive, with curly shiny hair, dark skin and flashing
white teeth.  He was clean shaved.

He came and sat on the bed next to me without any self consciousness. Hasan
introduced us and we shook hands formally.  I was covered by the quilt up
to my neck and feeling awkward.  Mahmood could sense I was tense and so
didn't glance in my direction and jokingly asked Hasan where he had found
such a cute looking boy.  Hasan told him who I was.

"Wow! You really know how to pick them.  Another virgin you have
deflowered?" he asked enviously.  Hasan just smiled.  Mahmood then
suggested that we should have a drink and asked Hasan to take out the
bottle from the back room cupboard.

Hasan disappeared into the back room and Mahmood turned to me and put a
hand over my side on the quilt and said, "Let's go to the backroom; we
don't drink in the front room in case someone came.  Drinking is prohibited
in the hostel".

"But I am not wearing anything", I answered, turning red.

Mahmood smiled wickedly and said, "In a while we will all be naked.  What
does it matter?"

Hasan had come back and was standing listening to this with a grin on his
face.

"Come on, don't be embarrassed", he extended his hand towards me.

I sat, trying to wrap the quilt around my waist.  Mahmood sat next to me,
looking amused.  I sat up keeping the quilt as a cover but it was heavy and
not easy to keep around me.  Just when I thought I had succeeded in using
the quilt to cover me, freeing my legs, Mahmood pulled the quilt away and I
stood there completely naked in front of both of them.

I gasped and turned red and then Hasan came and hugged me and told me to
relax.  He then dropped the towel around his waist to make me feel better
and putting an arm around my waist led me to the back room, both of us
naked.  I could see his cock was on a half mast already. Mahmood followed
us.

In Mahmood's room he made me sit on the bed, a pillow behind my back and
sat next to me with his arm around me.  Mahmood sat on the chair and poured
whiskey in three glasses and added water.  He passed the glass to me.  I
didn't really want to drink the stuff but took it because I thought it
would make me feel relaxed. After passing the glass, Mahmood put his feet
up on the bed, almost touching mine.  The sarong parted showing a strong
hairy thigh.

Hasan made me gulp my drink down and moved closer to me, his arm now around
my waist.  He was hard and totally unselfconscious about it. Mahmood handed
me another glass of whiskey.  They too were on their second drink.

Mahmood got up, went to Hasan's side of the room and switched off the light
there.  He came back, swiched on a small lamp and then switched off the
main light on the wall.  The room was now dimly lit.  There was a window
overlooking some fields.  It was pitch dark outside. I was beginning to
relax and did not feel self conscious about my nakedness.  My head was
beginning to feel light. Hasan was fondling me, kissing me and playing with
my cock.  I spread my legs in front and saw that Mahmood had lifted his
sarong exposing a thick hard cock rising from a dark bush.  He was looking
at me hungrily, stroking his cock . I started feeling good and opened my
legs suggestively.

Hasan called Mahmood, "Why don't you also join us on the bed?"

Mahmood obliged and sat on my other side, his body touching mine, the glass
in his left hand.  He put his hand on my naked thigh.  It felt cool on my
skin. He then turned and told me to finish my drink so I could have
another.  I declined but he continued to insist. I had finished my second
glass and was already feeling a little woozy.

Mahmood put his arm around my neck and put his glass against my lips asking
me to take one sip.  I opened my mouth and he made me drink most of his
whiskey.

I was now feeling really light headed and didn't quite know what was
happening to me.  In a while I found I was lying between both of them, my
legs open, one resting on Hasan, the other on Mahmood who took my hand and
put it on his rock hard cock that I grasped and began to stroke.  He
groaned and moved his hand down between my legs and his finger found its
way into my hole, entering it slowly.  I could hear him tell Hasan, "Your
have really opened his pussy".

Hasan just grumbled something.  He was slightly tipsy and busy sucking my
nipples and kissing.  His hand too travelled towards my hole and one of the
fingers joined Mahmood's finger, probing my wet pussy.  My legs were now
wide open and I was feeling aroused.  I held Hasan's hard cock with my
other hand.  My cock was hard too.  Mahmood's hand began to stroke it and
he said, "He is ready. Get your finger out. I want to go first".

Mahmood got up to sit between my legs and proceeded to put them on his
shoulders.  Hasan joined him and helped by holding his cock and directing
it to my entrance.  Mahmood had not bothered to take of his clothes.  The
sarong was around his waist, his thick dark phallus rising from a black
tangled hair.

He spat on his hand and lubricated his erect cock.  He told Hasan, "I am
going in now.  Watch".  He was talking like I was not even there.

Slowly but expertly his cock began its entry into my hole which was as
thick as Hasan's.  Hasan bent his neck and watched it go in and stroked his
own hard cock.  Mahmood was now fully inside me, his pubic hair tickling my
ass.  He gripped my ankles in his hands and spread them and pushed deeper.
It felt great and I moaned.

"Wow, what a tight pussy", Mahmood hissed, grinning.

Hasan moved towards my head and began to rub his hard cock on my face.
Mahmood started to fuck me now, slowly and deeply.  He would push in most
of his rod very gently but ram the last inch or so quickly, burying it
completely into my hole. He too was a pro.

Hasan shoved his cock into my mouth.  I struggled but felt helpless as his
huge cock gagged me.  The sight excited Mahmood and he started to fuck me
more energetically.  I lost track of time.

After some time, Hasan came behind Mahmood and said, "Move over, let me
fuck him for a bit now". He held my ankles now, keeping my legs raised and
spread.

 Mahmood took out his still very hard cock from my pussy and Hasan took his
place.  It was now Mahmood's turn to guide Hasan's thick and eager cock to
my open hole.  Within seconds, Hasan was pounding me while Mahmood watched
from behind, rubbing his cock against Hasan's crack.

The fucking went on and on. They must have changed positions at least
twice.  I lost count.  But I knew that Mahmood came first and then soon
after, Hasan's cock entered me and emptied itself. They both lay on my
sides, their legs on me, their hands playing with my nipples.  We must have
looked like a sandwich, I being the filling.  My pussy felt as if it was
permanently open, oozing their cum. I felt used.

My lips felt swollen and my body ached.  Alcohol still blurred my senses
and I felt drained.  Mahmood was whispering things into my ears, telling me
how tight my hole was and how he loved fucking me.  Hasan turned me to his
side and started kissing me on my mouth playing with my cock.  Mahmood
began rubbing his limp cock against my crack with his hand around me,
touching Hasan.

After a minute he exclaimed, "Mother fucker. You are hard again, Hasan.
You can't fuck him again. He would not be able to walk".

"No he will", Hasan assured him and then laid me on my back on the bed.  He
dragged me to the edge and stood on the floor between my legs, taking
position.

"Hold his legs open", he ordered Mahmood.  Mahmood sat behind me with me
between his legs and then lifted my legs, putting his hands underneath my
knees making my pussy a really easy target for Hasan's cock that was about
to drill me.  He didn't need to as my hole was really loose with all the
bashing it had taken. Mahmood was kissing my neck telling me that it would
be his turn after Hasan was through with me.  By now I didn't really care
and closed my eyes, resigned to another invasion.

Hasn's hard and thick cock started drilling me again, moving tightly and
slowly.  His hands were on his buttocks and were moving forward and back,
pushing his cock in and out my well used hole.  I could also feel Mahmood's
hardness poking me in the back.  He was rubbing it, groaning with pleasure.

"Hurry up now, I want to fuck him now", Mahmood told Hasan who completely
ignored it and continued to plough my ass with determination, his eyes
glazed, his mouth slightly open.  His eyes were half closed and he was
panting.  By now there was no pain, thanks to the earlier poundings,
Hasan's cock was moving in and out smoothly.

My cock too had become hard, leaking precum. It bounced every time Hasan
shoved his cock in.  Despite the rough treatment, I was enjoying myself.
Mahmood again told him to hurry up and lifted my legs higher.  Hasan
started to now slam his cock in almost brutally, making my body and
Mahmood's jerk with impact. Hasan continued to pound and then began to moan
loudly, increasing his pace and then slammed hard for the last time and
came inside me, falling over me.  Mahmood dropped my legs and held me by my
waist as Hasan collapsed on me.  My legs had no energy left and were spread
open.

After a minute or so of inactivity, Hasan withdrew his semi hard cock from
my pussy that was leaking cum on the floor.  His cock was also covered with
it.  He left me and went to clean himself up.  In the meanwhile, Mahmood
dragged me back into bed and started opening my legs.

"No, no, please leave me.  Please", I started to beg him folding myself
into a ball, clasping my hands around my legs and turning on my side.  I
didn't realize that my ass was still an easy target for another attack as
my hole was completely exposed.  All Mahmood had to do was to place this
engorged cock on the hole and push slightly.  Without any effort at all,
the whole length of his thick and hair cock slid into me, filling me
deeply.  He began to fuck me in that awkward position, resting his weight
on one of his elbows.

I was now moaning loudly.  Being fucked almost non-stop for over an hour
was too much for me to take.  The effect of alcohol was wearing off and my
body was hurting with the rough handling. Despite all this, however, I
realized I liked fucked.  The to and fro motion of a hard cock moving in my
pussy was pleasurable and I didn't really want it to end.

Mahmood turned out to be a long distance runner and continued to plough me
for a long time.  Hasan in meanwhile got dressed and sat on a chair
watching us.  Mahmood didn't mind it at all.  They had probably done this
before.  He now had me on my back, my legs open and bent sideways, his
torso bent over me, weight on his knees, his cock moving in and out of my
pussy.  I just lay there taking it all.

Suddenly his pace increased and he started moaning, "ah, aaaah, aaaah' and
then rammed his cock in with a loud, "aaaaaaaaah" and filled my pussy a
second time with his seed.  Even after coming, he continued to grind and
push his hips forward, impaling me with his still hard cock.  I clung to
him with my arms tightly around his back and felt completely drained.

Eventually, he got up, leaving me there uncovered, lying naked, my legs
obscenely open and my hole leaking cum. He also got dressed. Hasan came and
sat next to me, caressing my body with a smile on his face.  I just looked
at him, too tired to even speak.

They were both feeling very warm and protective towards me.  Hasan brought
my clothes from the front room while Mahmood cleaned me with a towel.  They
then helped me dress.  I was finally able to sit, fully clothed and felt
human again.  But my hole still hurt and felt empty and open.

We then went out on Mahmood's bike, both Hasan and I on the pillion, with
me sandwiched between the two roommates. We stopped by at a small place to
eat something after which they dropped me home.  It was 11pm.  In three
hours I had experienced something that would always stay with me.

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Let me know if you liked the story: wohiwohanvi@hotmail.com