Fake story with video : Vijay devarakonda's weddinggift by Ram Charan & Allu Arjun

 The air in the secret underground gay spa was thick with sandalwood, musk, and pure sin. Dim golden lights kissed every oiled curve of skin. Vijay Devarakonda had barely stepped inside after his lavish wedding when his world tilted.

There they were.

Ram Charan and Allu Arjun. Lounging like two predators who already owned the night. Robes hanging open, revealing sweat-slicked chests, hard nipples, and the heavy outlines of cocks that made Vijay’s mouth water even as shame burned his cheeks.

“Vijay…” Ram’s deep voice slid over him like hot oil. “Freshly married and already creeping into the naughty boys’ club? Naughty, naughty groom.”

Allu Arjun’s eyes dragged slowly down Vijay’s towel-clad body, stopping at the obvious twitch beneath the fabric. “Look at him blushing. So shy. So fucking hard already.”

Vijay’s face flamed. His heart slammed against his ribs. “I… I didn’t know you two would be here. This is… fuck, this is awkward. I should go.”

Ram was already stalking toward him, every muscle shifting under that golden skin. He grabbed the edge of Vijay’s towel and tugged it loose in one bold move. The fabric dropped. Vijay’s thick, veined cock sprang out, half-hard and already leaking.

“Too late, baby,” Ram growled, pressing his palm flat against Vijay’s pounding chest. “You’re not going anywhere. We’re giving you your wedding gift right now.”

Allu stepped in from behind, chest to Vijay’s back, lips brushing his ear. “A deep, filthy, two-man sensual massage. Our hands all over you. Inside you. Making that married hole remember who really owns it tonight.”

Vijay shivered violently, cock jumping. “Guys… I’m… I’ve never…”

“Shhh.” Allu’s tongue flicked his earlobe. “Your body’s already saying yes. Feel that cock throbbing for us?”

They didn’t give him time to answer. They guided him into the private room like they owned him. The massage table gleamed under warm lights. Bottles of thick, golden oil waited.

“On your stomach, groom,” Ram ordered, voice rough with lust.

Vijay obeyed, trembling. The second his naked body hit the warm table, they poured oil over him. Hot. Slick. It cascaded down his broad back, over the deep dip of his spine, pooling between his firm, round ass cheeks.

Four strong hands descended.

Ram’s powerful palms kneaded his shoulders, digging deep, forcing moans from Vijay’s throat. Allu’s wicked fingers slid straight to his ass, spreading the cheeks wide, thumbs circling his tight pink hole.

“Look at this pretty little married hole,” Allu purred, pressing one slick finger inside without warning.

Vijay’s back arched hard. “Ahhh—fuck!”

“Relax,” Ram whispered against his ear, still massaging his back. “Let us open you up. This is your gift.”

Allu’s finger curled, found his prostate, and rubbed slow, deliberate circles. Vijay’s cock, trapped against the table, leaked a steady puddle of pre-cum. His hole clenched greedily around the invading finger.

“More,” he gasped before he could stop himself.

Ram laughed darkly. “Hear that? The shy little groom wants more.”

They flipped him over.

Vijay’s cock slapped up against his oiled abs, rock-hard, angry red, the head shiny and dripping. Ram and Allu stared like they wanted to devour him.

“Fuck me,” Ram groaned. “That’s a wedding cock if I ever saw one.”

Allu wrapped both oiled hands around it and stroked slow and tight, twisting at the head. At the same time, Ram pushed two thick fingers back into Vijay’s hole, scissoring him open, massaging that sweet spot with ruthless precision.

Vijay’s thighs shook. His moans turned filthy. “Oh god… Ram… Allu… your fingers… fuck, right there—!”

Ram leaned down and sucked one of Vijay’s nipples hard while finger-fucking him deeper. Allu’s thumb pressed against the frenulum of his cock, smearing pre-cum in filthy circles.

Vijay was gone. Shyness melted into raw, desperate lust. His hips bucked, fucking himself on Ram’s fingers while thrusting into Allu’s fist.

“Gonna cum,” he whimpered.

“Not yet,” Ram growled. He pulled his fingers out, oiled his own thick cock, and pressed the fat head against Vijay’s stretched hole. “We’re not done gifting you.”

Vijay’s eyes flew wide. “Ram—please—”

Ram pushed in.

Slow. Thick. Relentless.

Vijay’s mouth fell open in a silent scream as that fat cock speared him open, stretching his married hole until Ram’s heavy balls rested against his ass.

“Take it,” Ram snarled, bottoming out. “Take every inch like the greedy groom you are.”

Allu climbed onto the table, straddled Vijay’s chest, and fed his long, curved cock straight into Vijay’s open mouth.

“Suck,” he ordered.

Vijay obeyed like a man possessed. He sucked Allu’s cock hungrily while Ram started fucking him in deep, punishing strokes. The wet sounds filled the room — skin slapping, oil squelching, Vijay’s muffled moans around Allu’s cock.

Ram grabbed Vijay’s thighs, spreading him wider, pounding that prostate with every thrust. Allu fucked his mouth in rhythm, holding his head, using him.

Vijay’s untouched cock bounced and leaked, twitching violently.

“Look at you,” Ram panted, sweat dripping onto Vijay’s chest. “Married yesterday… getting double-teamed and loving it. Your hole is sucking my cock so fucking good.”

Allu pulled out of Vijay’s mouth just long enough to slap his wet cock against Vijay’s cheek. “Tell us how it feels, baby.”

“So full,” Vijay moaned, voice wrecked. “Ram’s cock… so deep… Allu, your cock tastes so good… don’t stop… please don’t stop—”

Ram reached down and started stroking Vijay’s cock in time with his thrusts. Allu fed his cock back into Vijay’s mouth.

The double assault was too much.

Vijay’s entire body seized. His back bowed off the table. His hole clamped down like a vice around Ram’s cock as he exploded untouched — thick, hot ropes of cum shooting across his own abs and chest in powerful spurts. His moans vibrated around Allu’s cock.

“Fuck—yes—milk me,” Ram groaned, and slammed deep, flooding Vijay’s ass with pulse after pulse of hot cum.

Allu pulled out, stroked twice, and painted Vijay’s face and tongue with his load. Vijay licked it up greedily, tasting both men, eyes glassy with pleasure.

They didn’t pull out right away.

Ram stayed buried inside him, slowly grinding, pushing his cum deeper. Allu leaned down and licked cum off Vijay’s chest, then kissed him filthy, sharing the taste.

Vijay lay there trembling, cum dripping from his hole around Ram’s still-hard cock, face and chest glazed, body glowing with oil and sweat.

Ram kissed his neck. “Best wedding gift you’ll ever get.”

Allu smirked against his lips. “And we’re not done. Round two starts when you can breathe again… and this time, we’re both going to fuck you at the same time.”

Vijay’s spent cock gave a weak twitch.

He was already addicted.

And the night was still young.