Cousins Ravished Me At Wedding

Ooooooooohhhh! Ashmit, who was passive so far, gradually got into it. Soon, he lifted my legs and started ramming me while my head was fixed on Samir’s crotch. Every insertion was so powerful that I moved along Samir’s dick.
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It was April 2018, and we were at a farmhouse on the outskirts of Muzaffarpur, Bihar. The son of a family friend was getting married. We- I, and three distant cousins, Ashmit, Samir and Abheet, were the ‘groomsmen’. The dhol and the dance had started around 7 PM and lasted until 9 PM, leaving me exhausted. I informed others that I was going to take a shower before dinner, and went up.
After a ten-minute rejuvenating shower, I came into my room with a towel around my waist. While I (30, hairy, chubby, 5’10”, fair) was in the shower, my roommate Samir (son of mom’s brother, 35, smooth, average soft body, 5’8”, fair) had come in, taken off his shirt, turned the AC to full, and lay back on the bed. His eyes were closed. His hands were resting above his head, revealing cleanly shaved armpits. He was breathing deeply so that his smooth stomach moved up and down, bringing his pink, erect nipples into contrast and relief. His belt was undone, though he was still wearing his jeans and shoes.
“You wanna shower, Samir bhai?” I asked.
“Naah. I wanted to rest before going down,” he said without opening his eyes.
“Excellent. I will also rest then. I will go down when you go.” I fell on the empty side of the bed and got busy on my phone. The cold AC draft in the room felt soothing. I could feel the pores on my body standing, my nipples tauten, and my dick tightening. I was wearing just a towel, so even though nothing was...