But we were heavy drinkers then. A shot for laughs, and few more after that, plus the drinks in our hands. Who were we trying fool? Swapping cigarette... back and forth and praying it might taste of our mouths. It’s strange how I didn’t think of a****ls until you touched me. That night, on the hood of the van. Your hands over my own and on my neck. A phantom now, I still feel it. In my mind, like a shutter on a camera. Capturing bits and pieces of moments that alcohol did not deteriorate. We felt. I had a girlfriend at the time ,but always had gay fantasies while I masturbated and one day I was at home for my before work jack session and right before I came I just slid down on the couch, kicked my feet up over my head and gave myself a great big facial, I was gonna cum right down my throat but I chickened out and closed my mouth at the last second, but only that time. the very next day I did the same thing only this time I held my mouth wide open and actually came in my own mouth, and. Loud music played in the background, college students crowded rooms and halls to claustrophobic levels, a couple of puke stains already littered the walls, and the smell in here was horrible."You promised this would be a small house party filled with people you knew." I annoyingly turned to face my sister, who looked oblivious as ever."What do you mean? It IS a small house party filled with people I know." She asked confusedly, gesturing to the crowd, "I hang out with almost everyone here. Ammi uthi,aur kaha ,”nahi Beta mein tumari Ammi hu,hum dono aise nahi kar sakte,logon ko pata chala to log kya kahenge”. Fir meine ammi se kaha “ammi yeh to sablog karte hai,mein ne ek english movie dekhi thi,jis mein ,ek bete aur maa ne saath-saath kiya tha”. Ammi ne kaha “Beta woh wahan chalta hai yahan nahi” Me “Lekin mere ek dost Atif ne bhi apni Ammi ke saath sex kiya hai”.Ammi,gusse se “Kya laga rakha hai yeh sex-sex , kaha na hum nahi kar sakte”.Fir mein udaas ho gaya !!Lekin meri Ammi.