Raju moved to his parent's place in Vijayawada, a fast-developing city in Andhra Pradesh after his software company allowed him to work from home due to the covid pandemic. Raju is 27, single, active man who is athletic and used to play badminton often with his friends when he was in Hyderabad before the pandemic. Raju is well educated, handsome, sports a stylish beard, and has a beautiful smile. Raju's relatives often wondered why he is still unmarried, as most of his cousins at his age are already married and have kids. Raju knew about his sexuality when he was a teenager while watching Tom Selleck in Mr. Baseball movie on television. It was the first time he saw a hot, hairy, moustached man almost naked in a romantic kissing scene in a bathtub. He completely filtered out the woman in the scene and was fully fixated on Tom Selleck's hairy chest and moustached lips.
Most of the mature men in Andhra Pradesh are hot, with their moustaches and hairy chests. They are brown Tom Sellecks. South Indian men in general change into comfortable cotton lungis when they are home, which tend to show the contours of their bodily assets and sometimes if you are lucky, the assets themselves. Raju's parents lived in a three-bedroom apartment in an affluent neighborhood and shared the floor with another apartment. Raju liked to work in the living room of the apartment with the television on and kept the front door open. As mosquitoes are a real problem, the doors in Indian apartments are equipped with a fine metallic mesh that keeps them away. One day, Raju noticed someone waving at him through the translucent mesh at the front door. Raju was working cozily in his shorts and t-shirt and opened the mesh door to see this man who made Raju nervous and excited at the same time.
The neighbour introduced himself as Mohan and handed Raju the apartment keys saying his wife will be back from shopping at the farmers market and has forgotten the house key. Mohan put his RayBan Aviator sunglasses on and left in a hurry. Raju returned to his couch, kept the keys on the coffee table, and tried to work on his laptop, but could not. His thoughts were fixated on Mohan's thick moustache and his piercing gaze. In those thirty seconds of interaction, Raju already scanned the well-endowed bulge on the front and his muscular ass from the back, which were on display through Mohan's tight blue denim pants. Raju set his laptop aside, took his mobile phone to the bathroom, searched for hot hairy daddy porn, kept scrolling till a thumbnail featured someone looking like Mohan, clicked on the video, and started jerking off.
Several months passed, and Raju was slowly getting to know Vijayawada as a city that had changed a lot in the last ten years while he was away for studies and a job. Sanitation improved a lot, and he was able to notice it because not many men were pissing publicly beside the roads, flashing their dicks in the open. Raju played badminton at a club in the neighbourhood and was coming back to the apartment fully sweaty in his sports gear. Raju saw Mohan getting out of his Jeep SUV, and they both walked towards the elevator. Raju felt butterflies in his stomach when they both got into the elevator and glanced at Mohan's face, and was not sure where Mohan was looking, as he still had his sunglasses on. As Mohan did not engage in conversation, Raju did not want to make it awkward and just stayed silent. Mohan exited the elevator first, and Raju walked behind him awkwardly, mustering the courage to say something.
"Hi, Mohan garu! I did not introduce myself, my name is Raju".
Mohan paused momentarily and stopped unlocking the door, took his sunglasses off, and smiled. "Ah, I was wondering who you were and why you were coming to the same floor. Your parents spoke about you multiple times over the last few years. The last time I saw you, I was in a hurry and did not get to talk to you". Mohan then opened the door and invited Raju in. But Raju hesitated to go in, as he was sweaty from two hours of badminton on a hot summer Friday evening and probably was also stinking. Mohan sensed Raju's hesitation and said, "Come on in! My wife and kids are away this weekend. They are at our village. It is just me". Raju was excited, but also thought he was not presenting himself very well to Mohan. Raju wanted to take a long shower, blow-dry his hair, apply beard oil, wear his best clothes, and return to Mohan's apartment. But, as this opportunity to interact with Mohan might fade away, he just entered Mohan's living room and sat on a wooden chair instead of a couch to spare it from his sweat.
Mohan's living room featured his family pictures and his wedding photo. Mohan looked so hot in the traditional Andhra attire of pancha kattu in his wedding picture. Mohan is perhaps in his early 40s now, Raju guessed. Mohan grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerator and handed it to Raju. He then went into the bedroom, changed into a cozy lungi, and came back to the living room shirtless and sat on the couch. Raju noticed the thick golden chain and the golden pendant, which looked like a Tiger's nail, embracing Mohan's hot, hairy chest. "So, what do you work on?" Mohan asked Raju. "I'm a software engineer," said Raju. "Why aren't you getting married? Your parents seem a bit worried about your future," Mohan asked with a piercing gaze and a gentle smile on his moustached lips. It is a very common question Raju gets whenever he visits his relatives, but hearing it from Mohan hit him differently. Should I just tell Mohan I'm gay and I find him incredibly sexy, Raju thought. After a brief pause with an awkward smile, Raju responded, "Well, I am not into marriage, kids, and this whole template of owning a house, car, and job. I have different goals in life, and I guess that is okay!". Mohan did not say anything but listened intently to every word Raju said. "Want a beer?" asked Mohan.
Raju knew it was okay to go home a bit later, as his mother knew he was away to play badminton. Mohan seems to be an interesting man, and it is worth spending more time interacting with him. Mohan grabbed a couple of Kingfisher beer bottles, placed them on the coffee table, and asked Raju to come and sit beside him on the cozy couch. The very thought of sitting beside Mohan sent a gush of excitement, which showed up as a hard-on that looked prominent on his sports shorts when he stood up. Raju quickly moved to the couch and sat right away beside Mohan, hoping he would not notice his erection, but Mohan's gaze was already on his shorts. Mohan opened the beer bottles, handed one to Raju, and clinked them after making prolonged eye contact. Sitting so close to Mohan, Raju could smell Mohan's musky body odor along with the scent of fizzy beer. Looked like Raju's sweaty clothes were not bothering Mohan at all, and the conversation continued, and both men felt connected.
"We are going to do mango picking on Sunday in our family's garden in our village, and will be going there tomorrow to decorate the trees with some festive lights for a family get together on Sunday evening. Perhaps you can help me with the decoration if you are free tomorrow?" Mohan asked Raju, emptying the beer in his bottle with a final sip. At that moment, Raju would do anything Mohan asked, and it was easy for him to say, "Yes, sure! What time do we leave?". Mohan stood up and asked if Raju wanted another beer. Raju said no and glanced straight at the contour of Mohan's dick, which was right in front of Raju's face. It looked semi-hard, and Raju could not take his eyes off it. "Okay, see you tomorrow at 9 AM then". Raju went back to his apartment, took a shower, got into bed, kept his phone on mute, watched some vintage hairy Colt Studio moustached model porn, jerked off, and let go of all of the steam that got built up that evening. Raju loved raw mangoes and was looking forward to eating some the next day at the garden with salt and hot chilli powder.
Raju got into the Jeep SUV, and Mohan put on his Aviator sunglasses before driving the car. It takes an hour to get to the garden, so Raju thought it would take more time to get to know Mohan. Mohan's hand was also very hairy and adorned with a golden bracelet. Raju stared at it while Mohan switched the gears manually. Everything about Mohan was driving Raju horny - his sunglasses, hairy hand with a dancing bracelet, the speed with which he was driving the Jeep SUV on Indian roads, and even the musky smell of the interiors of the car. Mohan parked the Jeep at the entrance gate of the garden, took a couple of bags and packages from the car trunk, and handed some to Raju to carry. They both walked into the garden, where Raju saw a tiny house. Mohan asked Raju to place the packages inside the tiny house, which just had one room and a bathroom. Mohan asked Raju to unpack the packages, which had a bunch of 100-foot LED lights. The plan was to decorate the tiny house and the trees with the lights and host a party outside.
Mohan took his pants off in front of Raju, put on his navy blue VIP brand underwear, and grabbed the lungi from his bag and put it on. "Do you not wear a lungi?" Mohan asked Raju, to which Raju responded, "Never tried it on. I wear shorts usually". Raju completely forgot the task at hand and came to the garden in denim, which isn't a great choice of clothing while climbing mango trees. "Looks like you did not bring any shorts. I have an extra lungi if you want to put it on and get working". Raju could not have asked for more. He is wearing the lungi that Mohan already wore, which is sort of a wild fantasy come true. Raju stepped into the bathroom to change into Mohan's lungi, but noticed a gap at the door's hinge. That is a nice peeping hole, Raju thought. Raju pressed the lungi against his face, smelled it hard, took his pants off, put it around, and went outside with Mohan to start the decoration work.
Mohan climbed a tree and asked Raju to hand in the lights from below. Raju handed the lights and watched Mohan put them around the tree branches, but something caught his eye, and he was fully fixated on what he was seeing. Mohan's assets were fully displayed from below, sufficiently lit by the dispersed morning sun rays. Mohan's balls were huge, in a velvety, shiny black ball sack, and his long, dark dick was hanging loose with wavy foreskin at the tip. It was just like what Raju imagined, and even better! Didn't Mohan wear underwear? Why did he remove it? Underwear is not a hindrance to any of this work, is it? So many thoughts in Raju's mind, but Raju shut them off to enjoy what he was watching at that moment. The work went on for an hour, with Mohan climbing up and down the trees around the house. Raju enjoyed the whole experience very much.
All of a sudden, Mohan got down the tree in a hurry, scratching all over his body. He mentioned that he had probably stepped on an ant mound and had to get rid of the ants on his body. Mohan rushed to the bathroom to quickly wash himself, and Raju followed him to ask if he could be of any help. Mohan shut the bathroom door and turned on the tap to fill the bucket with water. Raju was curious and started peeping into the bathroom through the slit at the door hinge. Raju could see Mohan was struggling to remove ants from his back. But also, "what an ass!" he whispered to himself. While Mohan was vigorously moving his hands over his back, his hairy, muscular ass was wiggling gently. "Mohan uncle, do you need any help?" Raju shouted from outside. "Yeah, I think so. Can you help remove the ants on my back?". The door flew open, Raju entered, took some soap in his palm, and spread it across Mohan's back, lathering up the hairy back enough so he could wash away the ants. Mohan did the same, put soap on the front of his body, around his dick, and his legs, and washed them thoroughly.
Mohan walked out of the bathroom naked with a towel in his hands, rubbing the towel hard across his body to get rid of now non-existent ants. He lay belly down on the small bed and asked Raju to apply Tiger Balm to his body. Perhaps the ants were too stingy; even Mohan's fierce voice turned mellow. Raju's horniness disappeared, and he was feeling sympathetic towards Mohan and started to gently apply the balm all over his back, his legs, and was hesitant to apply it to his hairy ass, but did it anyway. Mohan lay there motionless, letting Raju do his work on his body. After Raju finished applying the balm to his ass, Mohan flipped around without saying anything, and his eyes were closed. "Oh boy, what is that!" Raju thought to himself when seeing a majestic, fully erect eight-incher of Mohan. Raju saw his hairy man of dreams fully naked with a full erection, waiting to be caressed. Raju did not want to make any assumptions. Could a lot of ant stings make you erect? Is Mohan gay? Is Mohan attracted to me? So many questions came to Raju's mind while applying the balm to Mohan's hairy chest and hairy legs. After applying the balm to Raju's legs, there was a brief pause and an awkward silence in the room, and Mohan is yet to open his eyes.
"I saw you sniff my lungi in the bathroom," Mohan spoke softly, still with his eyes closed. "I was not expecting the ant stings to be part of the script, but I was already preparing for having a good time with you. That's why I removed my underwear before commencing the work on the trees!" Raju could not believe what he was hearing. He needs some ants to bite him now, so he can be sure if this is reality and not a dream. Mohan opened his eyes, and with his piercing gaze, he said, "I saw the look on your face when you were in my apartment yesterday. With your philosophical inclinations and a rock-hard dick in your shorts after seeing me shirtless, I guess I knew you were into men and are very much into me". Raju was still in disbelief, but got fully turned on by looking at the pulsating dick of Mohan, which almost felt like an invitation for Raju to come play with it. Raju stood there speechless, but his dick was pointing out of the lungi. He removed his underwear while peeping into the bathroom earlier to watch Mohan washing ants off his body and stroking his dick.
"I don't know if it is the ant stings or your athletic body, I am super horny now," Mohan said to Raju. "Uncle, can I suck your dick?" Raju asked. "It is yours today. Let the mango garden party begin!". Raju sucked the tip of Mohan's dick and slowly played with the foreskin by holding it between his lips. Mohan's ball sack was like a mango, and Raju cupped the balls with his hand and sucked Mohan's dick slowly, squeezing his balls in tandem. Raju gently spread Mohan's legs, his hairy ass smelling of tiger balm, soap, and an intoxicating musky scent. Raju started to rim the edge of the hairy hole and noticed Mohan twitching in pleasure. Raju stuck his tongue in and out, rotating it rhythmically, matching the moans he was hearing from Mohan, all while holding the eight-inch dick in his hand. Raju felt he was in full control till that point, and suddenly the tide turned.
Mohan got up, threw Raju on the bed, and almost pounced on him like a tiger. Mohan's thick gold chain started to tickle the chest of Raju when Mohan locked his moustached lips onto Raju's bearded mouth. Mohan is fully turned on and was a bit aggressive with his kissing, forcing his tongue in and playing with Raju's tongue. Mohan took Raju's lungi off, spread Raju's legs, pushed them forward, exposing his ass and asshole. Then came a piercing look from Mohan asking for consent to destroy his hole, to which Raju's eyes responded, "All yours!". Mohan spat on Raju's hole a couple of times, and slowly tried to penetrate by pushing the tip of his dick. Raju's hole was still tight. Mohan understood there was some work to be done, so he slipped his middle finger into Raju's hole. He tried to reach and stimulate Raju's prostate, and he knew it when he hit the spot, and so did Raju, when he was involuntarily moaning very loudly while Mohan was playing with his G-spot. He is not the first man Mohan slept with, Raju thought.
Raju's ass playground is now ready for the play, and Mohan knew it. He slipped in his dick and it went all the way in this time. The mango garden reverberated with the moans and gasps of Raju, while Mohan was stroking very hard from the front. Raju moved his face closer to Mohan's, signalling that he wants to kiss that sexy moustache while getting fucked. Mohan took the cue and let Raju worship his moustache with his lips and tongue. The intensity of strokes increased. Mohan flipped Raju around, pressed below Raju's spine to make an arch, got into position behind Raju's back, and started thrusting his dick inside. Raju was in heaven. Mohan grabbed Raju's dick and stroked it with his hand, while pounding his ass from behind. It was as if Mohan was jerking himself off, but the dick in his hand was Raju's, and his dick was in Raju's ass, making exact movement. The pleasure was a bit too much, and Raju climaxed with a huge moan, which also made Mohan nut inside Raju's warm ass. Both of them lay on the bed sideways, with Mohan being the big spoon and Raju still pressing his ass against Mohan's mango of a nutsack.
Raju was invited to the party in the mango garden the next evening. Mohan invited his friends and family to the party, where he served raw and sour mango slices with salt and chilli powder, as well as Kingfisher beers. The kids were playing in the garden, the women were packed in the tiny house chatting, and the men were drinking beers below the trees, well-lit with the LEDs. Raju looked up to the mango tree branches and reminisced about the first sighting of Mohan's assets inside the lungi. He also felt an odd vibe with a couple of Mohan's friends who were hot, but were looking at Raju differently. One of them brought their chair up to Raju and said "Can I ask you something private?". Raju was perplexed. "Why aren't you getting married?". Raju muffled himself from screaming "fuuuuuuuuu......".
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