Hello everyone! I am a regular story reader and I enjoy this site quite a lot. To tell you guys about me – I am Vishal (obviously name changed). I am a regular 23 YO Indian boy living in Mumbai. I am 5.5ft in height and have an average to athletic body type. Most of the people I’ve met are absolutely in love with my 7.5-inch dick and my boobs. I have also got compliments for my ass since it is very much in shape- round & just the right amount of jiggle which tempts many people to fuck it. But I don’t allow anyone to go any further than rimming it. Speaking of my likings- I am in love with mature men. I always love to get sucked and love to fuck a mature man. I have a fetish for shiny clothes and considering Indian men- many people wear shirts that have a shine to them/ also many people wear those shark silver color formal trousers – and oh boy! I can’t get my eyes off such an ass!
Coming to the story, I was about 19 years old then. It was a regular evening. I along with one of my female friend was at a Xerox shop taking prints for our upcoming college assignment. I was more than contented since the project got over relatively early and the rest of the evening was free where I could just relax and probably sleep early after having my dinner. So the shop was crowded. People were pushing each other around in order to give their documents for printing earlier. Amidst the entire chaos, my friend managed to reach the counter since she was a girl- so nobody pushed her around & I was standing right behind her together guiding the print shop guy with the documents.
That was the time when I suddenly felt someone brushing their hand over my ass. My tight jeans were enough to make anyone horny for my ass. Anyways that moment I didn’t pay much attention to this fact thinking someone must have mistakenly brushed it considering the number of people present there. Yet again, I felt someone brushing their hand against my ass- this time I knew it was done deliberately and I also encouraged them by pushing my ass strongly towards that hand. I was very keen on looking who is behind me? And is he hot? Most importantly is he mature? That’s when the print shop guy declared that our print job was done and my friend took the document and it was time to leave. I was relatively sad; since the fun didn’t last long and that I had no means of contacting this person.
Dealing with the situation I then turned around to see the face of the guy. Oh my! I exclaimed to myself- what a catch! He was a man in his 50s- dark, around the same height as me, probably a little short with a prominent mustache and patches of grey hair all over his head and mustache. He was the perfect man to be termed as a salt-pepper daddy. He was wearing a full hand white formal shirt and wore a shark silver trouser with shine. I instantly played around with my tongue signaling him that I am into him. But little could we both do since I was with my friend and he was there with his daughter. Sadly I along with my friend was walking slowly towards our parked scooter in the hopes that some magic would happen. I then sat on my scooter pretending to talk with my friend about tomorrow just to kill time that’s when the guy started walking towards us. To my surprise, he had parked his bike right next to our scooter. He bluffed that he was there to work around with his bike and in a spilt second he threw a piece of paper near the leg rest of my scooter. I at once grabbed it escaping the eyes of my friend. My excitement level was now at the peak and the sheer thrill of these events made me horny and almost made my cock visible through my jeans. I pretended to rest my right arm on my thigh of which he took the hint and passed through the middle of the bikes by brushing his ass completely on my hand. Oh lord! If only I was alone I would have pressed his ass and sniffed my hand. His shiny trousers perfectly gave away the shape of his ass which was making me more and more excited.
Later we rode off the area and reached my friend’s place where we finally scanned through the document ensuring everything is ready for tomorrow. This took us a while although I was trying to complete it fast in order to meet that naughty uncle. However, as fate would have it- it took us 2 hours to finally be done with our work after which I started from her place. This entire time I didn’t open the paper chit which he threw at me since I was with my friend. But the moment I started from her house, I could not resist and opened the chit in the lift. It was a 10 digit number and I was glad that uncle used the moment properly.