Love Story of a Hindu Indian and Muslim Pakistani

“Wake up! Wake up, Love.”, Shan was shaking my body to wake me up. I opened my eyes and saw that he was all dressed up and was leaving for classes. It was late morning. I slept far too long than my usual timings. Shan smiled, came near to me and told me, “Hahaha! You had a deep sleep last night. I tried to wake you up in the morning an hour ago but you didn’t even respond. Hahaha. I’m glad that you have started sleeping peacefully in my arms. I love that. Love you, Love. I will catch you up in the evening now when I return to our room.” I simply nodded in agreement. I was still in sleepy mode with limited awareness of my surroundings. I yawned and wished him, “I hope that you have a great day ahead. Love you too.” I saw Shan’s eyes turn bright. He came closer to me and gave me a quick peck on my lips. He winked at me and quickly left the room.

The memories of the last night hit me badly. The feeling of strong guilt, shame, pain and pleasure started coming into my mind. I was unable to make any sense of anything anymore. I was losing my mind. I was taking deep breaths now while keeping my eyes closed. 

Today was a bright Sunday morning. I had no classes but Shan had. I started doing my daily chores. A couple of hours went into those activities. It was around 2 pm. I laid down in my bed and wanted to take some rest. I decided to confess everything in front of Shan once he returned. I was ready for all the consequences. 

“Knock! Knock!”, a sound on my door. There was a knock on my door. The voice said, “This is me, Majid, Shan’s father. I know that Shan is not here. I am here to talk to you.”. I was terrified after hearing his voice. I thought that I would faint. My breadths were heavy and deep. My body started shaking. I started panicking. I froze for a couple of minutes. There was silence on both ends of the door. I heard the knocking on the door again. Majid told me, “Please, Madhav, let me come inside. Let’s talk.”. I gathered my courage and opened the door. Majid quickly entered the room and closed the door. I sat down on my chair and he, immediately, sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He wasn’t making any eye contact with me. 

Majid: “I… I know it was wrong. But I couldn't help myself. I am unable to understand this myself. I’m dying inside. Homosexuality has been forbidden in my religion.”

He paused for a couple of minutes. I remained silent.

Majid: “Madhav, you are kind and intelligent. You made me feel alive in a way that no one else had ever done. I am continuously thinking about you. I hardly slept last night. During my short sleep, I saw a dream about you. It was a beautiful dream, but it was also a fantasy. I know that I can’t have everything. But I also know that I can’t just pretend that these feelings don't exist. I want to find a way to deal with them. I need to find a way to be happy and fix everything. Tell me how!”

I remained silent. I had no thoughts. I was numb. He again asked me, “Please give me a solution to end this. I’m dying. Help me!” I answered, “Go, see a therapist.” He quickly responded, “Don’t murder me with your harsh words!” I started laughing in pain with a crying face. My heart sank. A wave of sadness washed over me. I asked him, “What do you want? Do you want to marry me now?” Majid turned and started walking away from the room. I asked him, “Do you want me to hold your hand from behind, lift you and throw you on my bed?” He remained silent but stopped walking away and stood right there. He turned around and sat on the bed. Majid took a deep breath and whispered, “I’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame.” I cautioned him, “Be Careful, moth! Don’t burn yourself to death!” He couldn't speak. He just sat there, staring at me. I continued, “You have to deal with your feelings for me on your own. I can’t help you here.” Majid took a deep breath. Majid responded, “I just had to tell you how I felt.” I answered, “I think it's best if we don't see each other again. I need time to process everything.” He nodded. I saw the tears welling up in his eyes. I started crying as well. I couldn’t control it any longer. We both were crying.

We calmed down a little bit after some time. Majid whispered politely, “Please make my dream come true. I want to feel alive once again in my life. Then, I’ll survive with the help of our memories together and happily die one day. I beg you. Please love me. Please touch me.” I remained silent. The lust in me wanted rough sex with him right there but my conscience would never allow me to become a cheater. That guilt would have eaten me alive. A couple of minutes passed. No word came out of my mouth. There was complete silence in the room. Then, Majid opened the door and walked out of the room. But I knew he wasn't fine. He too knew that he would never be the same again. Everything had changed. His deep-buried desires had taken control over his mind.

The evening arrived. I decided to go out to the park to relax. When I reached there, I saw that Shan and Majid were sitting on the bench. I couldn’t help myself but overhear their conversation.

Majid sat across the bench from his son, Shan, looking at him with pleading eyes. "Beta, I understand your feelings and I accept you for who you are, but you can't continue living this way. People will talk and it will bring shame to our family's name. You need to have a wife and children to maintain our honour and respect in society."

Shan looked down at his hands and sighed. "Abba, I can't do that. I love Madhav and he loves me. We want to be together and live our lives without hiding anymore."

Majid shook his head. "I'm not saying you have to leave Madhav. You can continue to be together in private, but in public, you need to have a wife. You don't have to love her, but you need to respect her and fulfil your duties as a husband."

Shan frowned. "That's not fair to the woman I marry. She deserves to be with someone who loves her and wants to be with her."

Majid placed a hand on Shan's shoulder. "Beta, life is not always fair. Sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the sake of our family and our reputation. I understand this is not easy for you, but it's the only way we can keep our integrity intact."

Shan looked up at his father with tears in his eyes. "But what about my happiness? What about what I want?"

Majid paused for a moment before speaking softly. "Your happiness is important, but sometimes, we have to prioritize the well-being of our family and our community. You can still find happiness with Madhav, but you need to do it discreetly. I'm asking you to think about this, beta. Think about our family, our community, and your future."

Shan nodded slowly, knowing that his father had a point. It wasn't fair, but it was the reality they lived in. He thought that eventually, he would have to make a difficult choice, but for now, he would continue to love Madhav and keep their relationship a secret.

My heart sank after overhearing their conversation. I never wanted to be anyone’s dirty secret. My heart was filled with overwhelming emotions. I wanted to tell Shan that his father raped me. Or was that even a rape? Was I even serious about Shan? Was Shan serious about me? How would I tell Shan about his father’s confession of his feelings for me? So many questions filled my mind. I returned to my room and sat there. After half an hour Shan arrived there. I was trying to rest with my eyes closed. I became aware of his presence after he groped me in the bed and started kissing me passionately.

“I missed you so much all day, Love. Did you miss me?”, asked Shan. I laughed and replied, “What do you think?” Majid laughed and responded, “I think you must have been planning to make me a happy boyfriend.” I gave him a quick peck on the lips and answered, “A Happy Boyfriend? Hahaha! You’re in a mood today. It looks like everything has been sorted in your life.”

Shan: “How can you just read me so easily?”

I: “I have multiple talents. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Hahaha! I know. You have completely bewitched me.”

I: “Hahaha. Are you calling me a witch?”

Shan: “Yes, I’m. You’re my witch. My Madhav.”

I: “Do you even know the meaning of my name?”

Shan: “Yes, I do. I searched for it online during my class when I was thinking about you. It means, “Lord Krishna”, right?”

I: “Yes. And, I already know about yours. It is a common word in the Hindi language to represent pride or dignity. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Yes, you’re correct.”

I: “Of course! I’m, Love. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Let us make passionate love. I want my naked boyfriend now in my arms.”

We started laughing together. We were living that very moment. We started kissing each other. We started removing each clothing item at a time for each other. He removed my shirt first and then, I removed his jeans. He hugged me. We laughed and made out. Then, he removed my pyjamas and I removed his shirt. He was completely naked because he never wore any underwear and I was in my top and bottom undergarments. I started laughing and teased him, “Now, What shall I remove from your body? Hahaha.” He was laughing as well and answered, “You can remove my shame and fear.” I got completely lost in his words and told him, “You’re such a romantic. Hahaha. Oh, baby! Embrace me now. I don’t want anything to come between us, not even our clothes.” He loudly responded, “Yes, Sir! Hahaha.” Then, he removed everything remaining on my body and embraced me. We were naked. We were kissing each other passionately while holding each other in each other’s arms. It was a beautiful moment. 

Suddenly, Majid entered our room. Shan forgot to lock the door. Majid screamed, “What? Don’t you have any shame! At least lock the door.” We screamed seeing him and quickly covered ourselves with the blanket. Majid was standing right in front of us. He wasn’t moving or saying anything else. We too remained silent. Shan covered his face with the blanket and hid himself in my arms. I was maintaining eye contact with Majid and asked him, “Please give us some privacy and let us get dressed.”

Majid: “Why do you, love birds, need privacy? I have already seen you two naked.”

I: “Because we aren’t comfortable. Please give us a few minutes.”

Majid: “Shan, Come out now! We need to prepare dinner.”

Shan, still inside the blanket, “Yes, Abba. I’ll come to my room. Please wait there.”

Majid walked out of the room. I asked Shan to come out of the blanket and relax. We dressed up and he walked out of the room without saying anything. I felt awkward. I too went outside to check up on him. I saw him walking towards the kitchen and the door of his room was open. Majid was inside the room. We both saw each other and I was standing at the door.

Majid: “You looked quite hot making out with my son.”

I remained silent.

Majid: “Say something. Don’t let my mind run wild.”

I: “I have nothing to say. I was with my boyfriend.”

Majid: “Boyfriend? Hahaha! This sounds so funny.”

I: “It’s not funny for me. I have true feelings for Shan. I’m still trying to process everything else.”

Majid: “So cute! What will happen to your relationship when your boyfriend will know that you cheated on him with his father? Tell me!”

I, hesitantly: “I… I never wanted to cheat. I… I didn’t cheat. You… You raped me. You forced yourself on me.”

Majid: “Yeah, right! That’s why, you were enjoying our breeding session so much when I was fucking your ass while eating your mouth.”

I: “I… I…”

Majid: “I? What? Hahaha! Accept this reality about your life. You want me to fuck you brutely. Don’t worry! I will do that for you. After all, you’re my son’s ‘boyfriend’ and it is my responsibility to take care of you and your needs.”

I: “Consent by deceit is not consent at all. Keep that in your mind.”

I walked away from there and entered my room. I didn’t want to go to the kitchen to prepare my dinner. My mind was running wild. I was in deep shame and wanted to confess everything to Shan. I ordered the food online. I tried to sleep early thinking that today, Shan wouldn’t spend the night in my room. A couple of hours passed. It was around 01:00 AM. I woke up hearing a knock on my door. It was Shan. I opened the door. He hugged me, kissed me and confessed, “I couldn’t sleep in my bed. I missed you so much. Let’s sleep together.” I nodded, held his hand and brought him to my bed. I removed his clothes. Then, I removed my clothes in front of him in a sexy way. I was totally silent all this time since his arrival. Then, I sat on his lap and started rubbing my ass on his dick. We started moaning. We were now making out passionately. Shan whispered in my ear, “Do you want me to fuck you, Love?” I nodded. Shan was amazed to hear this. “Wow!”, he said. I applied a lot of lube to his hard cock and sat on it. His cock penetrated my ass in one go. I screamed in pain. My eyes teared up. He started kissing me to shut me up while pumping his cock in my ass. Now, I started enjoying our love-making session. We were completely lost in each other at that moment. Suddenly, I noticed that Majid was standing at the door while trying to hide himself. I was able to see his shadow. I forgot to lock the door when Shan arrived. A part of me wanted to stop my romance with my boyfriend and tell him everything but I got even more horny after knowing that Majid was watching everything. I wanted to give him a show of his life with my best performance. I increased my pace, and Shan went crazy. He was moaning loudly. He was screaming in pure pleasure and joy. I was in bliss as well. I saw a small pile of clothes at my door. I presumed that Majid was now naked and might be jerking off. I turned into a sex demon. Shan cummed in my ass and shot multiple loads. I, immediately, pushed him aside, ran towards the door, grabbed Majid inside the room and locked the door. Majid was totally naked with a hard dick. His dick was leaking precum. Shan screamed after seeing his naked father. Majid tried to run away from the room. I was standing in his way. He pushed me but I held him tightly. Shan covered himself with the blanket. I quickly threw Majid’s clothes outside my room and locked the door once again so that he couldn’t leave at any cost. Then, I went towards Shan and made him look at his father. Majid was avoiding any eye contact with his son and standing in such a position where his back was facing us while he was trying to cover his ass with his hands. I kissed Shan to calm him down and told him, “Your father raped me yesterday. Today, he confessed his sexual feeling for me. He is at least bisexual. Don’t hate him. Release him from his shame, his lifelong cage.” Shan got confused after hearing my words. He had nothing to say. Majid was still standing with his eyes closed. I continued, “Shan, your father kept all his feeling buried deep inside his heart. I think he is struggling. We need to set him free. Just look at him, he is trembling in fear.” Shan calmed down a little bit after hearing my words. He whispered, “What are you saying? Do you want me to fuck my father or let him fuck you? Do you want to fuck him? Do you want me to allow my father to cheat on my beloved mother?” I responded, “We need to give him a free pass tonight. We won’t judge him today. He must be allowed to experience everything tonight.” Shan replied, “Oh my God! You’re insane.” I calmly responded, “Shan, your father is in deep pain. He can’t even sleep without nightmares anymore. I know it is very difficult for a child to understand about his father. Let me show you.”

I went near Majid. He opened his eyes and begged me with his eyes to let him walk away. I hugged him tightly. He didn’t want to hold me. After a couple of minutes, his hands automatically held me tightly. It seemed like he couldn’t control himself. A moan released from his mouth. He melted in my arms. We were now hugging each other naked. We, three, were naked in the room. I took Majid’s hand and made him sit on the bed. I took out a blindfold from my almirah and blindfolded Majid with it. I told Majid, “This is to calm you down. Tonight, you have no name and no identity. You’re not anyone’s father or husband. You’re not even Majid. Tonight, you’re just a body that wants to enjoy pain and pleasure. Let off of all your inhibitions, shame and fears. Show me what you truly are.” Majid, trembling in fear, nodded in agreement. I told Shan, “Tonight, I'm not your boyfriend. We are all the vehicles of love and acceptance. Tonight, we will live our wildest fantasies and kinks without any judgment. We are just the bodies.” They nodded. I kissed Shan. He seemed unsure about everything but I could see in his eyes that he wanted that. He was no longer hiding with the blanket. He set up the mattress on the floor to have enough space for all of us.

I commanded Majid, “Listen! You bitch! You raped me. Now, I will rape you, bitch.”

Majid, still in fear, “Yes…”

I: “What did you say, boy?”

Majid: “Yes, you can do anything with me, sir.”

I: “Good boy. Now, open your mouth, tongue out!”

Majid was following every command as instructed. I spat in his mouth while grabbing his neck, saying, “You’re my faggot now!”. Majid moaned and responded, “Yes, I’m your faggot.” I commanded again, “Get down on your knees and suck my raging hard dick!” He nodded in agreement and instantly started royally sucking my cock. He took my entire cock in one go in his throat. He was a good boy at that moment. His mouth was watering. This cocksucker was so good that he was about to drain my cum out of my balls. Before he could have done that, I pushed him away and gave him a tight slap on his face. My four fingers got imprinted on his face. He moaned, “Sorry master! Punish me for being a bad boy.” I responded, “You’re a very bad boy. Get ready to be punished.” I raised my feet and put his head down on the floor beneath my feet. He started sucking my feet to prove to me how good a slave he is. He cleaned my feet perfectly with his tongue. I was super horny and my wildest and kinkiest fantasy arose. I took a thread and tied its one end to a one-litre filled water bottle using it as a weight and the other end to his balls, commanding him, “Now, you won’t cum without my permission. Enjoy the pain, bitch. Your balls have been tied with a weight pulling your balls down.”. Majid moaned and replied, “Thank you, master!”. He was now struggling with the pain of his tied balls but with a beautiful smile on his face.

I pulled him closer to my mouth and gave him a passionate kiss to calm him down. I grabbed him and put his ass on my things. I started spanking him tightly, each slap for each butt cheek. Soon, his butts turned red. He was crying with tears pouring from his eyes. I stopped. I held him tightly and gave him a hug. He calmed down after some time and thanked me for everything. I lubed my fingers and his ass. I penetrated his ass with my three fingers at once. He screamed in pain. I laughed and said, “You’re getting punished, bitch.” Majid screamed in pain but with a sense of sexual pleasure, “I’m a bad boy. I’m getting punished. I deserve punishment. Thank you, Master!”. Shan’s eyes popped up after hearing his father’s words. I continued laughing. I was finger fucking his ass brutely maintaining a consistent fast rhythm. Now, he was enjoying his ass getting fucked. He was loudly moaning and yelled in pleasure, “Feed me your cock. My ass is hungry.” I quickly lubed up my hard cock and penetrated him in one go. He moaned loudly thanking me, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”. I commanded Shan to fuck his father’s mouth. Shan was totally hard but hesitant to fuck his father’s mouth. I commanded him again, “You’re not his son tonight. Fuck his mouth. He needs your hard raging cock.”. Shan started fucking Majid’s mouth. He was so brutal with his pace. Majid’s mouth was watering. Shan was giving Majid a throat full of his cock in each stroke. Now, Majid was getting fucked in his ass and mouth simultaneously. 

Majid’s balls were full of cum. He wanted an immediate release but he simply couldn’t because his balls were perfectly tied up. This dissatisfaction was making him go wild. He was now throwing his arms and legs. I commanded Shan to give this bitch two tight slaps on his face while I will spank his ass. We did that simultaneously. His body was trembling now. I screamed, “Bitch, tonight, you’re getting used for our sexual pleasure. You’re getting punished. You’re nobody for us. We don’t care about your pleasure. You won’t cum tonight! Hahaha!”. He screamed in disappointment, “No! No! Please Master! Please! I’ll be a good boy. I want to release my cum, Master! Please!”. He started crying in disappointment. I commanded Shan to put back his cock in his mouth again to shut this bitch up. Shan did the same. We continued like this for some time. I commanded Majid, “Now, it's time for you to get double penetrated.” Majid remained silent. Shan cried, “Oh My God!”. 

We positioned ourselves and double-penetrated him with full force in one stroke. Majid screamed in pain followed by a deep pleasure. He was moaning loudly, “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch! I’m a shameless useless whore. A two dollar slut!”. Majid was riding our cocks like a champion as if his life depended on it. The pressure was so strong that we cummed in his ass simultaneously. We pulled out our cocks from his ass. We wanted to pee. I ordered Shan not to waste a single drop of his piss. I yelled, “This bitch is thirsty. Let her drink your juice.” Shan was hesitant and embarrassed. He froze on the ground. Majid pulled him closer to him and took his entire flaccid cock in his mouth requesting, “Quench my thirst, Master!” Shan released his piss in Majid’s mouth. Once done, he pulled his cock out and sat on the bed. I made my bitch drink mine as well and sat on the bed with Shan. Shan hugged me. He was shaking. He was trying to process everything. I embraced him in my arms and kissed him. He melted in my arms. Majid was still on the floor, blindfolded with tied balls attached to a weight.

After a couple of minutes, Majid requested, “Thank you so much, Master! I won’t forget this night. Release me now and give my identity, my authority and dignity back.” I saw Shan’s eyes and immediately said, “Yes, you’re a free person now. You can now untie your balls and remove the blindfold.” Majid did the same. He moaned loudly full of pain and pleasure once his balls got free.

We, three, were now looking into each other’s eyes. Shan started making out with me. After some time, I stopped my kissing session with Shan and looked into Majid’s eyes. He was dying to feel the same love and compassion. He was dying to cum. I signaled him to come closer to me and he instantly came. I started making out with Majid while Shan was next to me on the bed. I wanted to make Mjid feel special and loved. He melted in my arms. I ordered Majid to love Shan’s ass, “You want to cum. Then, use your beloved son’s ass. This is your one and only chance.”. Shan, immediately, responded, “What? He is in the role of my father right now.” I replied, “Exactly!”. I blindfolded Shan and asked him to enjoy this night without any judgement. I commanded Majid, “If there is still any toxic animal left in you then let that animal lose control. Fuck his ass”. I positioned Shan’s ass. Majid gave two tight spanks on his ass, rimmed him and started fucking his son brutely. He was using his ass for his own pleasure. Shan was shaking. He was in pain but later, his pain turned into pure joy. I started fucking his mouth. Majid and I cummed simultaneously in Shan’s ass and mouth. We all hugged each other and started making out. We don’t remember when we all slept in making out and caring for each other in each other’s arms, naked. 

The happy morning finally arrived. Majid woke me and Shan up to have a cup of masala chai with him. There was a beautiful smile on his face. He was all dressed up as if he was going out or something. Majid greeted us, “Good morning, Love Birds! It’s tea time. I have prepared the breakfast for you two.”. Shan and I were still sleepy from all night’s activities. Shan kissed me to wish me good morning. Majid smiled. We had our morning tea. We mostly remained silent. We were communicating non-verbally through body language and facial expressions. About half an hour passed.  Majid told us, “I have to return home to take up my responsibilities. You, boys, live your life. Shan, just don’t think about anything now. We’re absolutely good here. You focus on your studies and this boy. I’ll handle the rest.” We, three, became too emotional. Our eyes were wet. I apologised to Majid, “I’m sorry if I have hurt you in any way. I had so much rage inside me…” Before I could have completed my sentence, Majid stopped me and said, “You’ve given me the most beautiful memories of my life. You’ve nothing to apologise for. I too need to process everything on my own.” I hugged him tightly and said, “At least stay for some more days.” Shan joined me in this request, “Yes, Abba. Please. Stay for some more days with us. Let us be a family together.” Majid was overwhelmed with emotions. He was hardly able to speak anything but told us, “If… If I will stay any longer here then, I won’t be able to leave at all. Bye for now. Take care.” Majid left us. Shan was crying. We hugged each other. We confessed our love for each other. We kissed. We decided to be boyfriends in our public college life without posting anything on social media. 

We bid farewell to Majid. I knew that this is just the beginning of our beautiful journey together as a family.

The End.