Meri ek dost hai aarti (34,32,36)wo luckow ke hostel mai rahti thi hum ache dost the but dhire dhire humhare mai age baaat love tak pahuch gayi ek din...mane use propose kar diya to usne kal jawab dugi kah kar chali gyi phir raat mai hum phn pe baat kar rahe the to usne mujhe ha bol diya phir kya hum log kch din baad sex ki baate karne lage phone sex kart eek din humne milne ka plan banaya mere flat pe mane apne dosto se kaha aaj aarti aa rhi hai tm sab movie chale jao aur waise bhi hum 3bhk flat. ..Until the day I challenged you to a little competition.The two of us are sitting fully clothed in your kitchen. We are sitting on hard wooden chairs that are on a ceramic tiled floor– an important detail for later. In front of us, on the table, are several pint tumblers full of ice-cold water. We are about to start a competition neither of us is sure about who might “win”. Is win even the right word?The competition – the first one to have to give in and pee, the toilet down the hall being out. In order to get what he was doing better, I did the same as I did with swimming. I went home, got on the computer and brought up the forms Paul was doing. I preferred learning this way, I could see from an expert how the forms should be done properly.The second day when I went down to watch, Paul was mimicking the moves James was doing. He told me later that his parents had agreed that he could join the same school that James attended and learn how to protect himself. I was tempted to join. "I felt a rush of disappointment go through me."But," continued mom, "We can do other things."My cock stirred."Err, like what mom?" I asked, questioningly."Well, you say, and I'll tell you if we can. But not just now. Let's finish eating and talk about something else."We carried on our meal and talked about usual day-to-day things. As I drank more of the wine I became more and more relaxed, and I thought mom did too.When we finished I'd only had the one glass and mom the same. She said, "We'll.