Chapter 51: Satisfying Saahil
"We only come once or twice a year, and even then you want to run off somewhere," Sana said firmly. "This time we are here for fourteen days. And you are staying with us the whole time. You will eat with us, sleep with us, and you are not going back to your house."
Arahan had often slept over at Sahil’s house during these visits in the past. But now, with his understanding of sex, the idea felt strangely charged.
Still, he gave in.
"Alright," he said quietly. "I’ll stay."
His cock continued to press against Sana’s ass, the thin fabric of her leggings doing nothing to dull the sensation.
"Sana, please get up from my lap. It’s an emergency," Arahan said, his voice strained. He could feel the pressure building, he was about to come.
"No, I’m not getting up yet," Sana replied firmly. She began to move her hips more deliberately, grinding harder against him.
Arahan could not hold back any longer. He grabbed her breasts through her top, pulled her tightly against his lap, and his cock throbbed hard against her ass. Then he came, thick spurts soaking through his trousers and staining the back of her leggings.
Panic hit him immediately. What had he just done? But when he looked at Sana, she said nothing. Her cheeks flushed a little, but she only gave a small, shy smile.
Silently, she slid off his lap and walked away, throwing him a quick wink over her shoulder.
"Appi, what happened? Why do you look so happy?" Bushra asked, following Sana out of the room.
Sahil turned to Arahan. "Yaar, I can’t stay over at your place tonight," Arahan said quickly.
He had realized Sana knew exactly what sex was, and that she wanted his cock. A small doubt crept in about Bushra too.
But he did not want to ruin this pure, long-standing relationship. He had no intention of marrying any of them either.
Because for marriage, he had already promised Shaista. And besides, there were Naziya, Priya, Sneha, Neha, Payal, and Zainab.
"No, you are staying here," Sahil insisted. "You will sleep in my room."
Arahan thought perhaps Sahil was still innocent about sex and had no idea what had just happened with his sisters. Maybe he had not even noticed the wet spot from Arahan’s cum.
"Alright," Arahan said, not wanting to disappoint him. "Then I’ll go take a bath." He headed to the bathroom.
Whenever Sahil and his family visited, Arahan often stayed over, so there were always clothes kept for him at their house, clothes they had brought especially for him.
Later, the four of them sat down to play dominoes.
Arahan still felt a little strange after squeezing Sana’s breasts earlier, but Sana showed no sign of discomfort.
She played the game sitting right in his lap again.
And she kept rubbing her ass against his cock repeatedly.
"My baby, what you are doing is wrong," Arahan whispered to her.
Sana was three years older than him. Sahil was the same age as Arahan, and Bushra was one year older.
Still, Arahan usually called Sana "baby" or "my child."
"What am I doing wrong?" Sana asked, looking straight at him. She took his hand and placed it on her stomach.
Slowly, she guided it upward.
"My darling, I understand what you want. I’m not that naive," Arahan said plainly. "But I cannot do this with you. It’s wrong."
"Why is it wrong? Why can’t we do it? And what exactly can’t we do?" Sana asked. Now she had placed his hand directly on her breast.
Bushra watched Arahan’s hand on Sana’s breast and gave a slow, sexy smile.
Sahil showed no reaction at all. Arahan assumed he was probably still innocent and unaware.
"Sana, please, I’m going to lose control over myself, and then I don’t know what I’ll do," Arahan warned her, his voice low and urgent.
"What will you do? I want to see," Sana replied. Her movements against his cock had not slowed down at all.
Arahan’s mood began to heat up. He removed his hand from her breasts and slipped it inside her clothes.
He started caressing her boobs gently.
"Aah," Sana let out a soft moan, but she continued to cooperate with him.
Arahan brought his lips close to her ear and whispered so no one else could hear.
"Sana, I’m not joking. If I get fully in the mood, I will fuck you. Even if you cry later, I won’t stop. I’ll fuck you so hard and so long that you’ll only be able to scream."
Sana listened to everything but did not react much. Looking straight at him, she said, "You can fuck me. I’m ready to get fucked."
"What?" Arahan was genuinely shocked. He could not believe Sana was speaking so openly.
Because every girl he had been with so far had been shy at the beginning.
Then he thought for a moment and said to her, "Oh, maybe because you live in the city, you’re used to getting fucked."
The moment she heard this, Sana became furious. She threw the domino pieces aside and said to him, "I need to talk to you. Come to my room."
"What happened, beta? Why are you so angry?" Sabiha asked from the doorway.
"Nothing, Ammi. I just need to talk to Arahan," Sana replied. With that, she grabbed Arahan’s hand and pulled him into a room.
And then what happened next was something Arahan had never experienced before—a hard slap landed across his cheek.
His entire face stung and turned red. No one had ever slapped him like that in his life.
And Sana had slapped him. He could not believe it.
"Sana, why?" Arahan asked, still trying to hold back his tears.
"Is this even a question worth asking? Do you think I’m a whore? That I sleep around with everyone? I only gave you that right. And you started thinking of me as a whore. Don’t you know how much I love you?"
"Whenever you get upset, I pacify you. Whenever you want something or like something, I buy it for you without a second thought."
"And the clothes I give you, their price could buy a hundred whores. How could you even think like that? I was dreaming of building a home with you."
"But you broke my heart. By comparing me to a whore. Go now. I won’t talk to you anymore," Sana said. With that, she pushed him out of her room.
Arahan began to regret his words. He realized he should not have said that.
Soon it was time for dinner. As always, Bushra, Sahil, and sometimes even Sabiha fed him with their own hands, lovingly.
But this time Sana did not feed him. She was still angry with him.
Then it was time to sleep. Arahan and Sahil went to the room to rest.
Then it was time to sleep. Arahan and Sahil went to the room to rest.
Arahan was about to fall asleep when Sahil suddenly wrapped his arms around him and said, "Arahan, I want to tell you something."
Arahan became a little serious. Whenever Sahil used his full name like that, it usually meant he needed help with something important.
"Go ahead, tell me," Arahan replied.
Sahil slipped his hand inside Arahan’s shorts. At night, Arahan usually slept in just shorts.
Sahil’s soft hand wrapped around Arahan’s cock and began stroking it slowly.
"What are you doing, Sahil?" Arahan asked, startled, and tried to push his hand away.
But Sahil did not let go. "Arahan, this is what I wanted to say—I love you." With that, he pulled Arahan’s shorts down completely.
Now Arahan’s cock was right in front of Sahil’s eyes. Sahil leaned in and took it into his mouth, sucking gently.
Arahan was stunned. He could not understand what Sahil was doing.
But the mood had taken over him too. He let Sahil continue sucking his cock. In fact, he even held Sahil’s head and guided it, moving it up and down. After a short while, Arahan came inside Sahil’s mouth.
Sahil swallowed every drop.
Afterward, Arahan looked at him and asked, "Sahil, what was all this?"
"Arahan, I love you. I love you too much," Sahil said. "I don’t know why, but I’ve loved you since we were children. And then I saw this." He took out his phone.
On the screen was a porn video showing a man fucking another man in the ass. Arahan had never seen anything like it before. He stared in shock, realizing such things existed.
"Arahan, now I understand. I want the same thing from you. Whenever I sit in your lap and sometimes your cock touches me, it feels so good."
"I’ve realized I want you to fuck my ass. That’s why I like sitting in your lap so much." After saying this, Sahil reached for Arahan’s cock again and began stroking it once more.
Arahan was completely taken aback by Sahil’s words. Everything that was happening felt surreal—he could not make sense of it.
But his cock had other ideas. The moment Sahil’s gentle hand touched it again, it hardened immediately.
"Arahan, now put it in my ass," Sahil said. He removed his own clothes, turned over onto his stomach, and lifted his hips. "Please, put it in my ass."
"Alright, Sahil," Arahan replied. Deep down, he now understood that Sahil was a gay. And he had just learned what "gandu" really meant—the one who gets fucked in the ass.
Arahan positioned the head of his cock against Sahil’s entrance. He applied plenty of mustard oil for lubrication.
But his cock refused to go in easily, no matter how much he tried. The tight ring would not yield.
Then Arahan turned Sahil into doggy style. He slid a finger into Sahil’s ass, moving it in and out slowly to loosen him up.
Once there was a little more space, Arahan positioned the head of his cock at the entrance. With one firm thrust, he pushed halfway inside.
"Aaaahhhhh, Ammi, I’m dying!" Sahil screamed. In that moment, Arahan realized that boys also cry out when getting fucked in the ass.
But Arahan was fully in the mood now. He clamped a hand over Sahil’s mouth and began pounding him relentlessly, sliding his cock in and out of Sahil’s tight hole.
Sahil’s screams soon quieted. He started lifting his ass to meet each thrust, actively participating.
"Take it, you gandu. Enjoy my cock. Get fucked, you bastard. I don’t know how you turned out this way, but it’s fine," Arahan said, lost in pleasure, hurling degrading words at him.
"What’s fine?" Sahil asked through muffled moans.
"It’s fine that you’re even more beautiful than me. But now your beauty is going to be very useful to me. First, you’ll be my whore. And on top of that, I’ll use you to get many girls, and then I’ll fuck both of you together," Arahan said, treating him like a girl even though he knew Sahil was a boy.
"You think of me like that?" Sahil asked.
Arahan delivered a hard slap to Sahil’s ass and asked, "So tell me, aren’t you my whore? Won’t you help me?"
"Aah," Sahil moaned, rubbing his stinging cheek. "Yes, I’m your whore. And I will help you."
"Not like that. Say it like a girl. Say, ’I am your whore. I will help you completely,’" Arahan ordered, landing another sharp slap on Sahil’s fair ass. The pale skin quickly turned red from the impacts.
"Aah. Yes, I am your whore. I will help you completely," Sahil said, obeying Arahan’s words.
Sahil was extremely handsome and came from a wealthy family. Many girls liked him, but he never paid attention to them.
Arahan had always wondered why Sahil ignored them—his cock was not small either. Even now, Sahil’s seven-inch erection stood hard and untouched.
But today Arahan understood: this gandu’s attention had always been on Arahan’s cock. How could he have cared about girls?
A little while later, Arahan felt himself nearing climax.
"Where should I come, my whore?" Arahan asked.
"Come inside my ass," Sahil replied.
"Alright, take it all, my whore," Arahan said. He gripped Sahil’s shoulders, pulled him back hard, drove even deeper, and emptied himself inside Sahil’s ass.
Sahil collapsed from the doggy position onto the bed. Arahan looked and saw that Sahil’s once-tight hole was now gaping wide—easily big enough for a carrot or radish to slip in without resistance.
Arahan lay down beside him.
"Sahil, when did you become gay? And now that you are, don’t give your ass to anyone else. Otherwise, they’ll take advantage of your wealth," Arahan said gently, running his fingers through Sahil’s hair. Sahil clung to him with both hands and rested his head on Arahan’s chest.
"I don’t know how I became a gandu, but I only love you. Don’t worry—I will only give my ass to you. This is not for anyone else," Sahil replied. He now spoke in a soft, feminine tone, and his voice suited it perfectly.
He even spoke like a girl sometimes.
"Good girl," Arahan said. Sahil did not object. Instead, he began licking Arahan’s face affectionately.
It felt a little strange to Arahan, but since he had already fucked Sahil’s ass, he did not stop him.
