Love Story of a Hindu Indian and Muslim Pakistani

Shan and I stood up. We were still smiling. We sat down on the bed.

Shan: “Tell me everything that happened in there with my Abba.”

I: “I tried to communicate with him but he is still very angry. He kicked me out of your room. Hahaha.”

Shan: “I knew that he would do that. That’s why I didn’t want you to face him like that. Now, he will make you his enemy and that’s not good for us.”

I: “We need to do something about this. Let me think.”

Shan: “Please do because I’m completely blank here. I’m literally losing my mind.”

I: “Let’s brainstorm. I need you to answer a couple of questions for me.”

Shan: “Ask.”

I: “I saw your father. He is so muscular for a man of his age. It seems like he never misses a single day in the gym.”

Shan: “Are you interested in my father now?”

I: “Maybe a little, hahaha, but I’m asking this for a different reason. Answer my questions properly.”

Shan: “Yes, he has never missed a single day of the gym in his entire life as far as I know.”

I: “Why is he so disciplined?”

Shan: “No idea. He never shows off his body to anyone as well. I know people who start posting pictures of their bodies once they start looking good. I never completely understood this about him. What are you trying to say here?”

I: “When your father was scolding me, I felt a significant internal conflict and emotional distress in him. It felt like he wasn’t just angry. It felt like he had feelings of confusion, shame, guilt, and self-rejection.”

Shan: “What are you trying to say here?”

I: “Nothing specifically.”

Shan: “Of course, he will have all these feelings. He just found out that his son is gay. He always wanted to be a grandfather. He thinks that all his plans have been destroyed.”

I: “I want to be a father one day.”

Shan: “Hahaha. Me too.”

I: “Does he have a best friend who we can contact to seek his help?”

Shan: “He had one but he died last year. We can’t call anyone else. We need to fix this on our own.”

I: “Let us complete our college projects. We can’t waste our time. Meanwhile, let me think.”

Shan: “Sure.”

The entire day passed in completing our routine work and assignments. I kept cheering Shan up from time to time with my warm hugs and passionate kisses. I knew he was terrified from within and was trying to smile for me. He had been in distress the whole day. We had our dinner together. We went outside for a walk for a change. When we returned to my room, I made him sleep early. I had to because he was overthinking about everything. He needed rest. I couldn’t sleep. I got out of my room and started wandering outside my room in the lobby. I heard voices coming out of Shan’s room. It was his father. He was having some kind of nightmare or something. I got worried. I quickly went into my room, took out the spare key to Shan’s room from his bag, opened his room and entered. I saw his father woke up from his nightmare. He was breathing heavily. I quickly reached out to him, sat near him on the bed and held his hand. He was still taking deep breaths. I tried to calm him down, saying, “Please relax. It was a nightmare. It’s over now.” He remained silent. A couple of minutes passed. He got relaxed a little bit now.

Shan’s father, Majid: “I know you fancy me, you, pervert Hindu but I’m not a disgusting faggot like you. Leave my hand, you, ass fucker.”

I: “I’m sorry. I came here to check up on you. I heard your voices.”

Majid: “Of course, you did, cock sucker. So, this is your modus operandi. You seduce people by pretending to take care of them when they are vulnerable. I knew that you were a pervert but now, I know that you’re a manipulator as well. That’s how you seduced my son, right? You Gaslighter!”

I: “Uncle, I respect you because you’re older than me and my boyfriend’s father but this language isn’t acceptable. I never did anything to you and so did your son.”

Majid: “Hahaha! Respect? Hahaha! I know that faggots like you are very nasty. I’m sure that you must be into all kinds of kinks. Piss play, shit play, BDSM, chastity cock locks. Did you make my son drink your piss? Tell me what you did to him. Tell me!”

I: “We made love once. I penetrated his ass. And, what happens between Shan and I is between Shan and I? We trust each other. We like each other and have just started going out. You should be happy that your son is happy.”

Majid: “Happy? Hahaha! Have you seen my muscular son and yourself in the mirror, an average-looking fag? My son is way out of your league. My son is an alpha and you’re a beta. My son is a man and you’re a sissy faggot. Now, you’re a liar as well. You fucked my son, right? Hahaha!”

I: “Well, I’m leaving this room. Knock on my room if you need something. Bye.”

Majid: “Where are you going, bitch? I’m not done with you, faggot. You have truly become my worst nightmare.”

I didn’t respond and started leaving. I was about to open the door and exit the room but Majid grabbed my hand from behind and lifted me up in his arms. He instantly threw me on the single bed. He grabbed my neck and started choking me. I was unable to breadth. He released his hold to let me take a deep breath. I was shaking. I was terrified. I thought that he would murder me today. He tore apart my clothes forcefully. Now, I had red marks all over my body from the cloth. He smiled and said, “Such a beautiful boy! A huge dick!”. He grabbed my dick tightly and started shaking it. My precum started coming out and made my dick wet. He smiled again and said, “Your first juice is here!”. He swallowed my entire flaccid cock with balls in his mouth and moaned, “You taste so good!”. He licked my entire precum off my dick. He, immediately, rotated me. My entire naked back was completely exposed to him. I felt his tongue eating my butthole. He was rimming my ass. I lost complete control of my body and senses. I was moaning and screaming in ecstasy. I felt like heaven. I was enjoying every single moment while getting rimmed. I completely forgot about the rest of the world, even myself. He inserted his four lubricated fingers in my ass in one go. I screamed in pain. He didn’t move his fingers at all. After some time, my ass adjusted to those fingers in my ass. Now, he started moving his fingers in and out. I was in bliss. I was loudly moaning in pleasure with my closed eyes. While all of this was going on, he penetrated my ass with his big cock. It might have been around 9 inches or something. Before I could have screamed, he penetrated my mouth with his tongue. We were tongue-deep in each other’s mouths. He was breeding my ass so fast while kissing me simultaneously. He maintained the rhyme and pace. We were in union with each other. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else I could even think of. I lost track of time. It lasted for some time and then, he collapsed on my chest. He was taking deep breaths. He hugged me tightly. We were still lying in bed. I was shaking too.

After about ten minutes, we returned to our senses. A sense of deep guilt captured my heart. I had now become the person I most hated, “A Cheater.”. I was feeling extremely ashamed of myself and the things I did with my boyfriend’s father. I quickly pushed Majid away from me and ran away naked from the room. I dressed up in my room and entered the bed with Shan. I held him tightly and slept in no time.