Ooooiiiii… maaaa…. ooooohhhhhhhh…..ssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh ki awazw nikalne lagi, mene uski chut me puri jaban dal di aur chatne laga kya khusboo...thi….yaar me to explain nahi kar sakta,,,, mene usko chat ta raha aur wo moaning karti rahi ab mane usko puchhe bagair hi apna lund uske muh ke pas le gya aur usne use muh me lekar chusne lagi ….hayeee kya chus rahi thi…bahut maja a raha tha, usne mere lund ke gote bhi nahi chhode usko bhi muh me leke chusne lagi kya maja a raha tha yaaaaaaarr…. ab hum. I’d come back to the list another time. For the fourth consecutive night I entered the kitchen to sit with Jeff. He wasn’t there. I found him in the bedroom at the table beside the bed. ‘There you are,’ I said. ‘I figured I wouldn’t have as far to go when you showed up.’ ‘Getting pretty cocky aren’t you?’ ‘Just observant.’ ‘Well, if being observant led you to conclude I would show up, I assume you have figured out why I’m doing it.’ ‘I figured out what. I’m not clear on why. That’s probably. At the rest time I joined him with his pack or gang I was accepted in, but many of them were interesting in why me?We were agreed me & (NOR) to keep our trip as our little secret So days passed, every week end we go out and do are secret romantic, sexual ritualsOne day one of his friends, ask us to come to a party in his house So we met at (NOR) place and he ask me to come up tell he get dressed, at his room while he put on his closes he told me that most of friends there is gay , like us and. She constantly smiled at me and though I felt that it was a dirty smile, it also kept beaming in my mind that she was drunk and she is high. I controlled myself with great difficulty in that situation where she is right next to me on the couch, clearly exposing her boobs from the side angle.I felt so nervous sitting next to her that day and slowly opened my bag and took my diary out to start off my discussion. As I opened the diary, she asked me again in her American accent “Are you gonna ask.