Or fir usna utar di…Us k muh k saamne mara 6.5 inch ka lund khada ho gaya…..main us ko bola k ise chuso… us na mana nahe …but fir bhi maine mu... me dal ia…mujhe bilkul accha nhn laga…to maine lund chusne se mana kr dia….to me kitchen mea gaya….or wahan se chocolaate pastry lekar aaya….jo k uska fav. pastry h….maina us ko kaha k iski cream mere lund pr lagao…or fir chuso…wo aisa hi kia.Or mujhe fir bahut maza aana laga…usa lagne laga jaise k koi lolly pop chus rahi ha….lund chuste chuste wo bhi. I never thought of myself as bi or for heaven's sake, not as gay. I was just sexually adventurous and thrived on the teasing control I held over my friend's sexual arousal. I admit that I enjoyed the feel of their dicks in my grip and jerking them until their sperm gushed. At the time I didn't understand my unusual attraction but, I did little to fight the overwhelming desire. I was still a virgin at this age and had yet to be in a sexual relationship with a girl so I believe those experiences. .! He looked an increasingly lonely figure for the last week or so, and the shine he had taken to me earlier at the beach seemed to be his only brightness as he took every chance to chat me up, during which amid other flattery, he told me that he had already noticed me when here two years previously celebrating his 18th birthday. At the time he seems to have taken more than passing interest in me if I was to read between the lines of him recalling my state of dress, indeed undress, at a wet. Outside my door, the hall light clicked on, followed by the obligatory oohs and ahhs as they stepped into our new apartment. From their cooing and complimenting over the apartment, I tried to discern how many of them there were, but when Kim led them away on their tour, I really had no idea. They passed back by on their way to the living room, and a light tapping came from the door. I hurriedly looked down to my book.The door opened slowly. "You're not sleeping, are you?" Kim asked quietly. Her.