Date: Sat, 1 Apr 2023 11:00:18 +0530
From: Netaji K <netajimk@gmail.com>
Subject: Usman's Journey-1 d

Subject: Usman's Journey 1d
 (Gay Adult/Youth)

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Previous chapter -

Nazmul got some sense now, about letting boy rest for a while, which was
impossible, Nazmul being there. Reluctantly he detached himself from the
twelve year old boy wonder.  Kissed him good bye and left.

As he drove back, he recalled first meeting with this boy wonder, Usman,
from his vivid memory. Every moment was etched in his mind.

It was almost 3 o'clock. Najmul was very busy, in his office. Labour
movement between two cities was also a big task for him. But with
experience of so many years, he was quick with it.

His secretary informed him about, arrival of Bashir with some boy. He
invited both of them inside.

One of the best quality of Nazmul was, his ability to read human mind.

He knew his younger brother, Bashir like he knew, the lines on his palms.
There was almost ,10 years gap, between them.

Nazmul saw, love in Bashir's eyes. At the same time, he saw dreamy state of
Usman. And he could judge the situation properly.

He asked Bashir, few questions about their family, back home. Then he told
Bashir, to go home and rest.

Nazmul haid purchased, four room flat in Salt Lake City in Calcutta.

Bashir had to obey, Nazmul's order. Not only he was elder but also
physically intimidating more powerful, not to forget more influential.

After dispatching Bashir, Nazmul focused on Usman.

Fine specimen, in the prime of boyhood, charming. Though dark in colour,
had very sharp features.

Nazmul knew, this boy had to have something magical, to lure, person like
Bashir. He entered this business and witnessed everything, since he was
very young, at that time.

As far as six was concerned, he was very aggressive partner. Always played
the game, to his own terms.

He indicated Usman to come near his chair. As Usman came nearer, Nazmul
picked him up effortlessly, and put him on the table.

Usman was also surprised by the ease, with which Nazmul lifted Usman. After
placing him on the table, legs dangling on either side of Nazmul, he
started chatting with Usman.

He had kept his hands, on Usman thighs. Slowly Usman started relaxing. He
started chatting more, like a true boy.

He didn't oppose, when Nazmul's hands went further inside his
shorts. Najmul pressed the button on the side of his table, to lock the
office door electrically.

Now everyone in his office knew that, he was not to be disturbed. Usman's
shorts wear very loose. Nazmul could have played football inside.

Fingers of Nazmul's both hands, met inside and touched each other, above
pubic mound. It was very long,forgotten feeling on Nazmul's part to
encounter, totally hairless skin in that pubic region.

He searched for familiar object of desire in the same locality. What he
found was, a three inch long, pencil thick, now stiff cocklet.

He brought his hands in the front and eased the shorts down and away. A
dark piece of marble, with the contoured surfaces in and around groin
area. He also eased away, Usman's t-shirt.

Now Usman was as naked as he was born. Nazmul placed, Usman's feet in his
lap.

He started stroking Usman's legs with his thumbs. From knee to upper end of
thighs, where thighs met upper body. For him, it was merchandise, in this
case, precious one.

Nazmul lifted, Usman's legs and placed them on his shoulder. Usman had
rested his hands, behind his back on the table.

Nazmul was always loved tits. Tits of any size and age, as long as they are
responsive. He started nudging the nipples with his protruding tongue.

Right from the start, Usman went in to overdrive mode. His nips were in
dormant state and had not come out.

Najmul decided to do something about it. He tried to hold it between his
teeth and give a light bite. Wow. Usman opened his eyes wide. A grunt
escaped from his mouth.

Nazmul cupped the adolescent breast , and squeezed it, to bring out the
nips. Again he started giving love bites, in circle around tits.

Usman's grunts became prominent. Nazmul, now lapped the squeezed breast. It
was like and ointment, on the wounds of love bites. Usman nipples became
very sensitive, because of the friction ,caused by the rough tongue ,on his
silky nipples.

Now Nazmul proceeded to his neck. He put his mouth, on the hollow of his
throat, and created a suction. Nazmul also came up to bite Adam's apple.

Usman was not introduced to this erotica, in his short sex life. Every
moment, was an education for him.

Nazmul pulled Usman's head and shoulder towards him. Usman sat twisted,on
the table, horizontally lying in Nazmul's hands.

Najmul opened Usman's mouth by pressing his cheeks in. As Usman opened his
mouth, Nazmul started licking Usman's lips, from outside. After applying
enough saliva as a lipstick, he formali put his mouth on it.

Nazmul's toung forcefully entered Usman's mouth. This was the game Usman
knew, at least a bit. Hi responded enthusiastically.

Nazmul was stroking Usman's neck while kissing. It added the erotic
quotient to the kissing. They kissed for quite some time.

Nazmul hands now started playing with ear lobes and helix ( an outer most
part) without a break in kissing. This second trainer was even more
experienced, than the first one. Usman had fantastic grasping and was
picking up all the nuances of sex act.

Nazmul worked on all the sensory points on the ear, adding intensity to the
ongoing kiss. Usman was breathing on different plane. No natural process
was obstructed, because of the ongoing kiss.

Now Nazmul started a slow massage to Usman's scalp. Intermittently
scratching a bit. Still the kiss had continued.

For the first time, Usman ejaculated, without anyone touching his cock. He
was so lost that, he did not know, it was coming. Though Nazmul knew, what
was happening down below, hi continude the work on the top floor.

Again, Usman's pulse came back to normal. His breathing was steadied. Not
surprisingly, kiss was still going on.

Before leaving the area, Nazmul gave a light pull to the Usman's thick
hairs. Nazmul pinched the ear lobes and helix on his return journey. Kiss
was still on.

Lastly, Nazmul pinched Usman's nose and at the same time, bit his lips. At
last, The Kiss ended. But what a journey it was, with all the sensory
points it activated on its way, and with the is to keep breathing going on.

Now Nazmul decided that, it was lower body's turn. They both didn't bother
to look at the clock.

Two hours had passed. Staff was leaving the office. As per the office
discipline, office boy, switched off the lights, and closed the main
door. It had a latch, and was locked automatically.

Now, there was no one, to disturb them. They could perform with full zest.

Lower body

Now, lower body was seperate chapter in itself. Steel nazmul had not seen
THE BUTT, and magic of it.

Still Nazmul liked, what he saw. He had Usman's legs already on his
shoulder, bent in the knees.

From his vantage point, he had fantastic view of polished marble like,
contoured pubic mound. Bellow that, fine looking, thick pencil like three
inch cock, perfect size for sucking. Round ball like nut sac, having a
perfect sim in the centre going towards the region connecting it to a
beautiful, tiny pucker.

Beauty of it was, whole thing was hairless. It was mouth watering for
Nazmul. He could spend days to lick and lap it.

He traised imaginary line from naval button to the pubic mound. From there,
climbing up to the top of pencil.

Coming down from there was more erotic for Usman. Undercarriage of his cock
was very delicate and super sensitive. The tracing nail creates shivers. At
the bottom of the cock and in the same line,was another delicate point,
which increased the intensity of the passion.

From there, it traced roundness of the nut ball. Nuts inside the sac also
shivered.

Ridge line area from there to anal mouth was somehow ticklish. Whole time,
Usman was left squirming on the table.

Nazmul kept on staring at the scene. Vantage point and angle of the body
was only adding to the, mesmerizing beauty, lying infront of him.

He saw the muscle development around the anal mouth. He suspected
something.

He took down, Usman's legs from his shoulders and immediately turned Usman
on the table, facing down. He guessed it right.

The twin melons of the most beautiful, muscular buttocks. So this was the
thing, which must have lured Bashir. Because of its uniqueness, anyone can
go crazy.

Mature and experienced Nazmul also fell for it. He wanted to bite it, chew
it, to the hearts content.

Before stroking, Nazmul filiped it . Melons gave a muscular bounce. Nazmul
started a tracer with his nails from, behind the knee cap to the thighs and
to the buttocks.

Usman's legs were trembling now. He had no control over it. Fingers were
unsatisfied and kept on exploring.

Nazmul opened, Usman's legs wide, to have an easy access. But still, that
devil, tiny pucker was hiding. Nazmul knew, prize and satisfaction comes
only after some exertion. He was determined to that, anyway.

He started giving strokes on inner thighs to scrotum and inner thighs to
spincter, alternately.

It confused Usman completely. His mind wandered in comparing the pleasure
he was getting from both. There were multiple zones, awakened in his
body. Didn't know, where to concentrate. It was like a small boy in the
village fair. Wanting everything but couldn't fix his mind, from where to
start.

Nazmul's fingers started lingering more around anal mouth only. In his
mind, Nazmul decided to name it, boy pussy.

Boy pussy was the correct word,to describe beauty and function of it. No
other word could define it so correctly.

Some how, he was successful in locating and touching the devine lips of
that boy pussy.

He pulled Usman towards him and buried his nose deep in the valley. He
didn't smell Bashir there. Only heavenly smelling boy musk. No wealth can
buy it. It's God's gift only.

After looking at Usman's treasure, he thanked God with bottom of his heart,
for the creation, and the boy musk ,accompanied. Not stopping at that, he
decided to taste it.

Nazmul's mouth closed in, on the target. Near the target, automatically,
toung came out, to lap up, whatever it can.

Usman couldn't fathom, the depth or boundaries, of the pleasure zone. He
was just carried away on the waves, without letting him on the ground.

Nazmul used his one finger, to insert and check.

Not only, Usman was a natural bottom, but his magical bum hole, or now, you
can say, boy pussy, used to come to it's tiny size, even after so much
fucking, in such a short span.

Now also, Nazmul was pleasantly surprised that , boy pussy was too tight
for his 10" cock, which was, much fatter than Bashir's.

Nazmul now , used two fingers to widen the passage. He used scissor
action,to widen it quickly.

At last, he decided to try his luck. He kept Usman in same position, upper
body lying,face down,on the table and legs dangling in the air.

For added advantage, he made a role of thick towel and placed it under
Usman's waist. Now Usman's buttocks were upturned and in raised position.

Nazmul's experience was, with this roll of towel, the intensity used to
increase multi folds.

It was a sight to behold for. Twin melons had encompassed the tiny opening,
sleek with saliva.

Nazmul removed his clothes, for the first time, now, he was naked. His 10"
inch glory was proudly jutting out. Body frame was in proportion to the
cock.

His cock was battle ready, and was searching for the opponent,on its own,
like a hunting dog on a prowl.

It must have smelled boy musk. Cock had a single eye on its head. Because
of the tightness in the cap, it got streched and was looking out.

Nazmul positioned his cock on the boy pussy and in the fire mode. With his
both hands, he had already tried to pull away the buns to reach boy pussy.

In a single push, his cap of the cock, entered the hot, boy pussy. Usman
had never thought of such a brutal entry. Looking at the sensetivity,
Nazmul had shown, he expected much milder entry.

His dangling legs went thrashing in the air. He shierked his lungs
out. Lungs were fighting for more and more air. His upper torso was raised
above table, with his eyes open but looking into nothingness.

Nazmul waited patiently. He knew, his fat cock can create some pains, so he
just waited, for muck, to settle down.

Slowly ,Usman came out of his frozen state. Blood circulation had
started. There was some life in his lungs, as he started breathing.

But pain was unbearable, yet.

He was helpless, as Nazmul had pressed, his lower back into the table. But
his buttocks were jumping, because of the pains, eminating from his boy
pussy.

After so much experience of fucking with Bashir, he thought, it will be
easy. But Nazmul's expertise was on a different level.

Nazmul had, tremendous experience, because of his seniority.

Till this time, he had his eyes closed, all through the act. Entry of
Nazmul's fat cock, forced him, to change, in many ways.

According to him, Nazmul must have put his, half cock in. But in reality,
it was only one and half inch cap, had penetrated Usman. Major flesh tube
was yet to come.

Usman's upper body was able to move slightly, but lower body was pinned
down , virtually. Just, pin was to huge,in this case.

Nazmul sensed, the relaxation in the concerned zone. Slowly, he pushed,
more of his fat cock, inside.

Even though, the movement was slow, the effect was intense. Nazmul's cock
head was broader than the remaining portion. But, still the girth was too
much, for a 12 year old boy, to accommodate in his tiny passage.

Since his buttocks were upturned, at that angle, Nazmul's cock met,
prostate gland head on.

Usman had already experienced, overwhelming effect, of getting prostate
gland, stimulated.

Shock waves, started spreading, all throughout his body. With nothing to
hold on, he just pressed his hands, on his own ears.

After watching helpless condition of Usman, Nazmul felt pity, and he took,
Usman's hands in his own, and held them,behind Usman's back.

Rolled towel under his buttocks, effecting upturned and fully bloomed,
lotus like opened lips of his boy pussy, hands held behind, Usman, now was,
practically impaled, on the telephone pole like cock, up his boy pussy.

He forgot his magic of ripples effect, his pussy used to create. He was
just trying to cook up with.

After thirty minutes or so, of this game of patience and surrender, Usman
felt coarse patch of pubic hairs, on his silky bums.

Nazmul gave him time to settle. Then he picked Usman easily by holding his
dangling legs, and bundling Usman, holding him to the chest.

In the same position he sat in his own chair.

Though impaled, this changed position gave Nazmul, new angle to penetrate
Usman and work on his prostate.

Nazmul held, bundled Usman, tightly against him and started, slowly
thrusting him. Usman's whole body was squeezed, keeping his boy pussy,
completely open to occupy.

After 10 minutes of this, Nazmul turned Usman, without taking his cock
out. Now Usman was facing Nazmul.

With one hand, Nazmul held the bundle tightly against him, and with the
other hand, he held Usman's mouth firmly, and kissed him.

Now, Usman was busy, at both the ends. But difference in pleasuring
effects, was quite visible. In his mouth, Usman could feel the cooling
effect of saliva, at the same time, down and under, story was different.

Pleasure from prostate was over powering the pains, created by friction,
because of pumping action going on there.

Three days ago, he was living a simple innocent , village life ,of 12 years
old boy. And here, he was getting, ultimate training, in the most primitive
act of the nature.

Nazmul field Usman, in one place, moving his own pelvis ,up and down. This
double engine of pleasuring, brought Usman at the edge. He got all the
signals of reaching the peak and he spasmed, a dry one again.

Usman hugged Nazmul, around his neck. The only portion of body part,
accessible to him. Kissing was an accompanyment, all through the act.

Nazmul got up. Now he was cradling, Usman, like a baby but still impailed
on his cock. Hi went to the wall. Pressed Usman, to the wall. Holding Usman
firmly in that position he continued thrusting, the boy pussy.

Usman realised, Nazmul had unending energy reserve, and also had many
tricks, to enhance the experience, up his sleeve.

Nazmul started getting the tingling sensation in his balls. His baby making
factory, went into overdrive, and he ejaculated.

The ferocity of their embrace was tremendous. Nazmul felt his muscles
tightened. Usman had all together forgot, he had any muscles.

Even Nazmul was surprised by the sexual frenzy, he had experienced. Ki
never thought anything could surprise him. But this twelve years old ,
innocent village boy , coming to him without any experience to count on,
and still surprise pro player, like him, was commendable.

He was very shrewd businessman. He understood the value of commodity, the
moment he saw it.

If at all, boy like Usman can surprise him, then he was very valuable
asset.

He released Usman's legs slowly. Held Usman like a delicate flower, and
padded back to his office chair. After sitting, he cradled Usman ,in his
laps..



Still, both the ends of Usman , were occupied.

Cock was stiff but stabbing was not there. As

if Nazmul had parked, his truck inside. In the mouth also, friendly duel
went on.



Usman slept like a log. What can go wrong in Nazmul's laps?

Usman woke up after two hours. His boy pussy was sour but he was very
contented.

Nazmul released Usman, from the binding of his cock and got up.

After many hours, first time, Usman felt emptyness, in his boy pussy.

His anal lips again got sealed, tightly. Nothing came out, even after so
heavy depositing of sperms.

The both wore clothes.



Nazmul had a guest room above his office. He took Usman there. After making
him comfortable in his bed, he gave a brief kiss on Usman's lips, and bid
him goodbye.



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