Soon my birthday came and Rohan was not able to give me any gift as he wasshort on cash. He was too proud to ask his parents so he came on the nightof...my birthday and asked me, "Bro, what do you want for the gift?" I saidthat I only want you to get drunk and he was trapped. I arranged for thebooze and we got stone drunk that day. Rohan was soon out of control andstared dancing, I never knew he could dance. He never danced, so when Iasked he told me that he learnt dancing during Job, he showed. I already knew what his were like. Firm, with just a hint of softness, perfect for kissing. I was vaguely aware he was moving, but it didn’t really set in until he set me in the passenger seat of his cherry red Jeep. Slipping into the driver’s side, he started the vehicle and took my hand, backing out of the tiny parking lot and zooming down the road. I squeezed his fingers as he sped off, laughing with exhilaration when he doubled the speed limit. Just as suddenly as he started, he slammed on. She gently rubbed it back and forth with the palm of her hand. This is loathsome, she admonished herself; feeling a dead man’s cock—despicable, but she found it difficult to stop.Suddenly she jumped back in surprised fear. She had to catch her breath as she stared at the phallus in shock. She could have sworn she felt it twitch. That’s impossible, she told herself. She looked to the dead man’s face for a sign of life but saw none. Slowly and warily she moved closer and touched the large sex. I do it for about 5 more minutes until there is no more taste because your anus and asshole are now completely clean. "Now you're gonna give my balls a tongue bath" I hear you tell me. You lay on your back and I crawl between your legs. I lift and hold your balls and feel their meaty weight. I play with your balls and jiggle them around in your warm damp scrotum. I start kissing your balls all over. Then I lick them all over, including underneath them on your perineum. Your balls smell so.