Dosti ki Gehraiyaan - 1

Dilli ki thand mein jab har koi apne ghar ke comfort mein lapet ke baitha hota hai, main ek alag hi safar pe nikal chuka tha. Sunny — mera sabse achha dost — America chala gaya tha apni Master's complete karne. Uske jaane ke kuch mahine baad hi uske papa, Shekhar uncle, bimaar pad gaye. Diabetes aur blood pressure ki wajah se health unki deteriorate ho rahi thi. Sunny ne mujhse call pe kaha, “Yaar please papa ka dhyan rakh le... wo akelay hain, mujhe tension hoti hai.” Main kuch keh nahi saka, sirf haan bola aur agle hi din unke ghar shift ho gaya.

Ek din, guest room ka fan band ho gaya. Pata nahi switch kharab tha ya pura motor gaya, kuch samjh nahi aaya. To Shekhar uncle ne mujhe apne kamre me apne bed pe sone ko kaha. Maine kaha ki main floor pe so jaunga, lekin uncle ne insist kiya — “Mere kamre mein aa ja, double bed hai.” Pehle toh ajeeb laga, lekin main maan gaya. Us raat jab main bed pe let ke phone scroll kar raha tha, unki thandi kamar meri kamar se lag gayi. Ek halki si sukoon ki sans maine mehsoos ki.

Ek din, guest room ka fan band ho gaya. Kya switch kharab tha ya pura motor gaya, mujhe nahi pata. Maine kaha ki main floor pe so jaunga, lekin uncle ne insist kiya — “Mere kamre mein aa ja, double bed hai.” Pehle toh ajeeb laga, lekin main maan gaya. Us raat jab main bed pe let ke phone scroll kar raha tha, unki thandi kamar meri kamar se lag gayi. Ek halki si sukoon ki sans maine mehsoos ki.

Kuch din baad ek shaam, jab hum bed pe lete they, unka chehra utara hua laga. Aankhon mein kuch tha... Ek khali pan. Maine poocha, “Uncle, sab theek hai?”

Woh kuch der chup rahe, fir kaha, “Beta... akele reh reh ke aadmi aadmi nahi rehta... sirf ek aadat ban jaata hai.”

Mere dil mein kuch chubha. Main unki taraf mud ke bola, “Aapke paas main hoon na. Aap jo chahein, main karunga. Sab kuch.”

Unhone mujhe dekha... gehri nazar se. Phir kuch bole bina palat ke so gaye. Main bhi apni taraf muh karke so gaya... lekin neend us raat aankhon se door thi.

Agli subah na unhone mujhse zyada baat ki, na maine kuch kaha. Woh apne paper padhte rahe, main apna phone leke chhupchaap breakfast bana laya. Dopahar mein thakan si mehsoos ho rahi thi, toh main guest room wale couch pe nap lene chala gaya. Thodi der mein kuch awaaz hui... aankh khuli toh dekha, Shekhar uncle mere paas khade the. Unki aankhon mein pehle se kuch alag tha.

"Neend aa gayi?" unki awaz halki si bhari hui thi.

"Hmm... haan uncle. Aap kuch chahte ho?"

Woh thodi der chup rahe, phir dheere se bol pade, "Tere kal raat ke shabdon ka matlab samajh gaya hoon... aur agar tu sach mein sab kuch kar sakta hai... toh..."

Main unki aankhon mein dekhta raha. Mere seene mein kuch dhadak raha tha... ek aag lagi huyi thi, ek darr, ek excitement, ek ajnabi sa jazba, aur hawas bhi.

“Main aapke saath hoon… Aapke liye” maine apne hoth chabaate huye kaha. Halka sa haath apne chhati pe ferte huye. Woh vo thoda ka excite huye... phir unhone apni pant ki chain kholi aur apna lund bahar nikala aur ek jhatka maara.

“Isse kisi ne kaafi waqt se nahi chua hai” unhone kaha, meri aankhon mein dekhte hue apne lund pe haath sehlaate huye.

Unki shirt ki chaar button khuli thi... aur andar ka baal bhara seena dhadak raha tha. Maine dheere se apna haath unki shirt me daala ur ungliyon se unka seena chhoo liya... halka sa rub kiya. Woh aankh band karke ek gehri sans lete gaye.

Main uth kar unke samne khada ho gaya, slowly apni t-shirt utarne laga. Meri choochiyaan thand mein khade ho gaye... unki nazar unse hati hi nahi.

“Yeh chahiye aapko?” maine pucha, unki aankhon mein dekh kar, apni choochiyaan malte huye.

Woh kuch bole nahi... bas mujhe apne upar kheench liya. Unka haath mere kamar pe tha, aur doosra meri chhati pe. Woh meri choochi ko dabane lage — pehle halke se, phir thoda tight. “Bahut bade hai tere, mast mote mote… Maal hai tu” unke shabd mere kaan ke andar seedha lund tak jaa rahe the.

Unhone mujhe sofa pe lita diya. Apni shirt utar ke phenk di... Unki dil me chupi aag bahar aa rahi thi… Unka badan - ek mature mard ka jism, thoda dhila, thoda hairy, lekin asli mard ka. 9 inch ka lund. Chaudi chhaati, dark nipples, halka sa pait. Par poori mardaanagi jhalak rahi thi. Unki chhati mere seene pe aayi, unki choochiyaan meri choochiyon se mili aur unke hoth meri gardan ke paas se choomne lage.

“Maine socha nahi tha... ki kisi din main apne bete ke dost ke saath yeh sab kar raha hunga... lekin tu... tu meri zarurat ban gaya hai,” unka mooh ab mere nipple pe tha. Woh chaat rahe the, chus rahe the... aur meri saansen bhari ho rahi thi. Meri aahein nikal rahi thi “Shekhar… chooso mujhe... Aur tez…”

Maine unki chhadi ke andar haath daala... unka lund - ekdam khada fanfanata hua, ekdam majboot - mere haathon mein tha. Main use dheere dheere rub karne laga... woh huff karte hue mooh meri chhati pe chupa diye.

“Chus mera lund… Mooh me le le” unhone halki si command di.

Main neeche jhuka, unka lund mooh mein liya... thoda salty taste... unka haath mere baalon mein ghus gaya, mujhe dheere se press karte rahe.

“Yahi chahiye tha mujhe... ek aisa ladka jo sirf mera ho... jo meri zarurat samjhe... meri tanhai mita de…Roz isi tarah se din bhar mera lund muh me le”

Maine unke lund ko pura mooh mein daala... unka pre-cum thoda thick tha... maine use chaat liya... aur woh halki si sargarmi se kaamp gaye. Fir maine unke hothon se hoth mila liye. Ek lambi kiss ki. Apni jeebh unke muh me daal ke poore muh ka swad le liya.

Phir unhone mujhe uthaya, khud couch pe baithe, mujhe apni god me baithne ko kaha. Main dheere se unke upar baitha... unka lund meri gaand mein dheere dheere ghus gaya.

“Ahhh... Uncle…” main moan kiya.

“Bol na... kiska lund chahiye tujhe?”

“Aapka... sirf aapka... Shekhar...” main ro raha tha, hans raha tha, moan kar raha tha.

Woh mujhe dheere dheere upar neeche jhula rahe they... unka haath meri chhati pe... Meri dono choochiyon ko masal raha tha. Aur main unki god mein jhoolta raha…

Unka 9 inch ka lund meri gaand ka bhosada bana raha tha. Seedha aakhiri point tak hit kar raha tha. Jo dard tha vo meetha dard tha. Meri gaand ki harr deewaar pe bas unka lund mehsoos ho raha tha. Aag itni jyada thi ki hum jaldi hi jhadne wale the.

Woh climax ke kareeb the... unka jism thoda stiff hua... aur woh andar hi andar cum kar gaye... Unhone chillaya…Aah Aarav… Le mera maal apne andar… Kar meri garmi ko mehsoos…Aur mujhe apni baahon mein jakad liya.

Kuch der hum waise hi baithe rahe... unki dhadkan meri chhati se chipki thi.

Unhone sirf itna kaha, “Kal se tu is ghar ka sirf mehmaan nahi hai... tu mera sab kuch hai.”