One fine morning she came to our house with 2 buckets to get some water from our house. Buckets were large so she couldn’t lift them.My mother asked...me to help her.I came to her home with those bucket and she asked me to place those in bathroom. Their bathroom was short so in the process mine elbow touched her boobs. But she didn’t respond. I was about to leave then she asked me to stay there for sometime.I stayed there and said sorry to her for that day. She said that it’s not my fault and. The girl was either infatuated or a virgin. I was about to find out soon. I spent the day fixing my bachelor pad for her next visit. She looked posh, and my luxurious apartment was up to her standard.The next day she was already sitting in the exam hall when I arrived. I walked up to her seat. She tried to get up, and I used the chance to grab both her shoulders and asked her to sit down. We kept playing the touchy-feely game all day.As I passed, she held my hand and asked for permission to. I actually did listen to whatever she had to say, though usually without comment. I was a massively strong man who didn't find a need to force that strength onto others, which most large men seemed to believe, was their right, by might. She seemed to have made a lot of assumptions from a pleasant conversation in a very noisy back yard. I couldn't find fault in any of her conclusions. Mainly because I'd like to believe that what she had said; was, in fact, me."Ross, this is the first time that I. ‘don’t stop on my account’ he said. of course i did and nervously said its not what you think…’if you say so’ he replied. for the next few minutes neither of us spoke. I had begun to drift off and wit out realizing it i resumed touching my cock…with out hesitation the man got up and put his hand on my balls. I jumped and he laughed, ‘relax pal…i wont hurt you’. i had often wanted to have sex with another guy i just never had the chance. here was my chance so i figured why not?. I spread my.