We were in a 69-position inside the blanket. For some reason Chandu was not reacting and was doing nothing. So I got up and asked Chandu “ Kya hua�...�tumhe kuchh nahin karna hai kya? Tume mazaa nahin aa raha hai?”. He said…” Didi, main yeh sab sirf ladkon ke saath hi karta hoon ( He was gay)” I replied “ Nahin Chandu…mere saath jab tum so rahe thei toh tumhara lund kyoon khada tha? Isliye tum gaandu nahin ho…tumhe mouka nahin mila hoga pehle..isiliye tumhe aisa lag raha hai…aao mere pass…main. L.”“Did you fuck him then?”“Nah. He was still only s*******n. I didn’t want no drama so I told him we’d wait till his eighteenth birthday,” he explained.“How far away was that?”“About six months?”“Did y’all really hold out that long.”“Sure did,” the mostly straight man went on. “Well one Saturday night, my ex planned a date. She got that punk to babysit the k**s. She got smashed while we were out. She was sucking my dick on the drive home. By the time we got to the house, she was passed out. He. ” She confirmed the use of my first name and offered hers. “Elena.” “Elena.” I confirmed dumbly as I continued to run her features through my brain’s recognition function. “Thank you for coming tonight.” Her features broke onto another smile, this one a little more sly and playful. “You don’t remember me, do you?” I wanted to say I did, because I knew I should, I knew her from somewhere… but I had nothing for her. “Elena Forbes.” She watched my face for recognition. I was nearly there, but not. His hands and mouth worshiping my body despite all the clothing we still have on."Eric...." I whisper as a feeling of regret and fear wash over me.His hand stops still on my breast. He kisses my neck lightly as he sits up a bit and looks at me "Yes Mae?"I open my mouth to speak but all doubt vanishes as I gaze into his blue/grey eyes. I know he senses my hesitation as his eyes get a questioning look about them. "Mae..... do you want me to stop?" His eyes glued to mine.. searching...Slowly I.