Kafi log muje jante hi honge aur nahi jante unko intro de deta hu I am Hiren from Ahmedabad, to dosto actually kuch kaam me fass gaya tha lekin tabhi ...aam se bore bhi ho gaya tha aur muje meri thakan utarne ka mauka bhi mil gaya tha jo aaj me apke sath share karne wala hu.Aur ha dosto aap ye story padhne ke bad muje apne mails n comments is mail id pe bhej sakte ho bilkul pehle ki tarah mera mail id hai please mail jarur kijiye.Bhabhis aur aunty ke mails ka intezar rahega muje.To me jyada bat. I wondered how bold he would be once I was discovered. Would he fuck me until I begged him to stop? Would he simply shake his head in disgust and walk away? I pushed my finger into my hole. I was buzzing with the anticipation of being caught.I jerked my head to the, left when Bozeman’s back porch light suddenly came on. I heard the twist of his doorknob and the creaking of an old aluminum storm door. Mr. Bozeman walked to the same chair he sat in earlier. Still talking on his cell phone. I made. I have a thing for feminine guys. Because I’m curious, and it’s taboo, I think. I love the thought of a slender, soft guy arching his back and moaning like a girl. I love the thought of a cute, slim guy wanting to be fucked. And hey, if they want to wear sexy woman’s clothing or become a transsexual? More the better. I’m pretty sure I’m not gay. I’ve gotten along with both of my girlfriends OK, relished screwing the first one, and look forward to making love to my current one. But the taboo and. The brightly coloured clothing on the stalls, the smells of different foods poking our hunger, the maze of the unfamiliar alleyways making it feel like an adventure, but nothing detracting from each other. Stopping at random points to indulge ourselves in long, deep kisses, feeling each other’s body pulse with the excitement of where the day could take us. It wasn't just that we had a day off from work together, it was that we had two weeks off from life and it felt we could do anything, go.