Sonali was getting desperate to smoke weed that was in deepak’s pocket. The rain had already drenched her wet making her shiver a little. Deepak was...also feeling the cold. They both rushed into the hotel room. “Give me the weed” Sonali demanded.“First let me get out of the wet clothes. And even you should as you are shivering alot” he said pointing at her shivering arms.She nodded and with mins got out of her cloths. There she stood in her birth suit looking at Deepak taking his shirt off. Her. The kid certainly did not have a wet dream on me but I did wonder how long he was humping my tit. I thought that maybe I should just grab it lightly and set it aside but the minute I put it between my middle finger and thumb Jesse began to hump in his sleep. His hard muscle kept coming at me and once or twice it bumped me on the mouth. I let go of it and it fell right between my breasts and he kept up the rhythm. “WTF?” I thought. What was I going to do? I started getting a little tingly inside. I wouldn't be the ugliest guy in your local bar, but not the best looking either. I'm tall and slim, with grey eyes and dark hair.From time to time, people tell me I look similar to an actor called Clive Owen, who starred in 'Sin City' and 'The International' among others, although I think we are only vaguely alike, and he is much more handsome. Maybe I could just stretch it enough to say I resemble Clive a little when he is tired and having a bad hair day.It was a rainy Friday afternoon in. Eventually, my cock was rock hard, and able to actually go inside. Condom or not, I couldnt care, it was this bizarre lust to give fucking a try. I slowly started to move inside him, and I remember feeling my cock move a good couple of inches into him. He moaned quite a bit every time I pushed in. His ass felt so tight, so warm, and so perfect! I seriously wanted to keep going with this! And then he breathed out I cant do this. Like a slap to the face, I was knocked out of my frenzied top mode..