"If that was all I had to do why haven't I..." Before Sam could finish his thought, a figure clubbed him from behind. "I saw you in the back seat with...Rick." Came a familiar voice. "I thought you were such a nice girl. You're a tart like all the rest." Dudley." Sam said dazed as he looked up. "I always liked you a lot." Dudley said with a smile on his face. "Now that I know what kind of girl you are, I'm going to show you how much..." He began as the sound of someone approaching got his. He was close to an orgasm, he could feel it. “Oh...Brook...Oh” Will said to himself.Slowly he began massaging the head of his dic, using his right hand, Will quickly stroked up and down over the rim of the head. As the friction became to much, he muttered...“OH Brook stop! It’s to much!” After this he then lowered his rubbing to only the shaft, and almost instantly felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm beginning to shoot up his adolescent body. Will responded by rubbing his entire dic up and. She- “Abe birthday hai, jao kahi ghum kar aao.” Me-” Kahan be Delhi mein kuch ghumne layak bhi hai kya?”She-“Chal subah main aa rahi tere room par party karte hain.”Me-“Ok fine, aao.”Subah subah 8 baje mere room pohunch gayi aur call ki. Main so raha tha. Jab call kiya to Purnima boli abe gate bhi khol de kitni der bahar khadi rahu. Main utha aur gate khola.Gate kholte hi ek hug ke sath usme mujhe wish kiya aur boli chal ab neend khatam kar, fresh ho kar aao cake katenge. Main fresh ho kar. She turned to me and stared. And stared. Her jaw was clenched. Every muscle in her face was drawn tight. In my entire life I had never seen her so angry. I was about to cry. Guys don’t cry.“Did ... you ... hurt ... her?”Each word spoken slowly, distinctly, her voice thick and lower than I’d ever heard before.Hurt Sam? Was she nuts? Wait. Stop. She doesn’t understand.“Mom, no! I love her. I could never hurt her.”Now I was crying. Jesus. This was a total disaster. Mom continued to stare at me..