Wo mere gand pe hath fira raha tha, uske kaha kabhi gand marwai hai, to maine bola nahi, but gay story bahut padta hu, wo bola aaj marwayega, main bol... aram le karna aur condom laga lo.Usne apne poket se condom nikala aur lagane laga, usne bola sida let jao, mai let gai usne mera pair faila diya, ab pair ko dono kandho pe rakh liya, use beena oil lagaye lund mere gand ke hole pe rakha aur ek jor ka jhatka diya, bahut pain hua aur lund gaya nahi, mai bola nahi bahut dukh raha hai, ( jo pain hua. At the time I knew I loved being pinned down by them but knew I would soon give in especially if they started butt bouncing on my body.This probably was the begining of my liking for larger women, now referred to as BBW's and why I ended up marrying a woman taller and much heavier than me. During our marriage I told her about my cousins and for fun she would sit on me and taunt me to try and get her off. I never stood a chance as she was 15 stones compared to my 8 stones. As our marriage wore. Underneath I wore one of my standard cotton tanks, this one black. The rush of cool air on my arms and neck felt wonderful. I sighed contentedly.It had grown a little quieter, and glancing around I noticed Shaun, several of the waitresses, and almost every customer seated at the bar staring. "What?" I laughed good-naturedly, liking the appreciative glint in a few of the men's eyes. It was far from being a skimpy tank top, and not even close to the scandalous t-shirts the waitresses were. "I've tried that but girls my age seem so silly and... and they're not you." Alright Jimmy, I admit that I have had feelings for you that... that a mother should not have for her son. But we have to control them. It's not right. We have to live close together in the same house for a few more months until you go to college. Promise me that you will try to control yourself."Jimmy felt his heart soar. She had admitted that she felt more than a mother son relationship. He was smart enough not to.