I ain’t’ gay!”I grabbed his chin in my hand and held his face still “lots of guys are doing make up now, not like a woman but enough to hide t...ings like the really charming spot on your face. Come on, let me do it for you, I promise you won’t fucking die or anything.”I hopped off the vanity then reached for the offending blister over his right eye; an angry red volcano with a white pus filled head. I pinched it between my index fingers lightly; it was so ready it erupted, pus forming as a large. This teasing was really turning both of us and we got really close in the chats. We were talking about the positions we like and how to take this forward etc. We were almost having the similar chat daily. She used to arouse me and I used to stroke when she was teasing me.We decided to meet for a longer duration next time. We narrowed down to a place which is near to the offices and which was at a pub. We went in during the noon hours when the crowd is usually low, and were checking out very. I closed my eyes in order to give myself a minute to think. I WAS happy to see Nat. I loved him. He was a member of the family and a really good friend, all in one 6 foot package. As a teenager, I had even had a crush on him. I never let him know it, of course. Nat was 6 years older than me and even as a teenager, I knew it was a futile girlish dream.He had always been there though, allowing me to cry on his shoulder. He had even rescued me from becoming a victim of my own teenage recklessness. She really must give him more room to breathe. She concentrated on drawing her left hand from beyond his shoulder blade to anchor it next to his chest, to use as a lever to move.He felt her hand, carressing his shoulder, her fingers weaving a trail of erotic fire along the muscles there. Was she trying to awaken lust, after so many feasts, so many repletions? His cock, lying limply at the portal of her sweet pussy, twitched gamely, once.She felt a twitch below. Lacking the strength even to open.