Anyone want a casual friendship or sex, can email me at Let me describe myself first. I’m 20 years old and I live in Mumbai. I’m a good looking g...y but on the plump side, however I’m cute and wheatish. My penis is 6″ long. The second character of my story is Ayesha, my best friend. I have known Ayesha for 5 years now and she is my best friend. We have known each other very well and share a very special bond. But who knew we would share something even more special than it already is. After this. I tried my hardest to contain my curiosity, attempting to fight it back by distracting myself with the movie, however, the thought that I might never get this opportunity again caused me to give in to temptation. Slowly, I got up from my seat on the carpet, crawling over to his bed, where he was sleeping. Slowly and carefully, I slipped my hands inside his waistband and slid his pants down to his knees, revealing his boxers. Nervousness suddenly swelled in my chest, and I shot a glance at his. The wind blew strong and its sound filled the hollow of my ears. I watched the sky slowly dim as the people in the park began making their way home. The footpath I was on led me to a still lake lined with blue benches. I sat down and stretched my arms out to the sides, enjoying the solitude afforded by this area of the park.I began to think about mom and how she mysteriously vanished three years ago. I thought about the pain it brought us as a family, especially my sister, Tracy, who couldn't. Next week we'd practice parking, and driving on the road. This way I could work on the rules associated with 'right-of-way'.Because it was still warm, I was only wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. So I put the bag of pot in my waistband, and covered it with my shirt. When I returned to my room, I deposited the resupply in my drawer, got out my books, and started to study. I was ahead already, and wanted to stay that way. When I originally arrived at the room, I didn't see Bob, but didn't.