It’s not until about the third time he stops and looks up at me. “What the fuck, Andy!” He glares at me, I fight not to grin. “What? You can...��t handle a little thrusting, don’t be such a bitch, suck on it,” I again say a little demanding, but nothing too extreme. The look he gives me is brilliant; I can’t help but feel cocky as ever. It seems as though everything is going according to plan. He goes back down, sucking on my cock like a right wee fucker he is. His mouth is working me further,. ”“You think that’s good try this.” And I take her hard nipples into my hands and pinch them. She sits up a bit more now getting back into it and her hips go back to gyrating. It’s when I take her nipple into my mouth, lick and suck on it, that she screams with her second orgasm. I turn her over so that I am on top of her in a missionary position. She looks like the life has been sucked (or fucked as the case would be) out of her. She is barely conscious as I ball her with every thing I have. I. Now, the sad part is that he is straight and has no clue that I have a huge crush on him, ever since I knew him through a workshop and ever since then we have been great friends. He does not even know that I am gay cause I act like a typical straight guy. Now, one of these days, I had to go to Pune to attend my interview for a job that I am applying for and hence had the great opportunity for meeting him and since the company that I was attending the interview for is a pretty big company, they. After travelling over 24 hours from England I'd finally arrived in sunny Melbourne. As I walked through departures I was looking for a sign with my name on, showing me who my new host family would be. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him; my new host dad and boss. Standing at 6'2 in shorts and a shirt, you could easily see he worked out hard for his body. With blonde wavy hair and toned and tanned muscles, he was your typical Aussie surfer guy. I walked over, and as I started to get closer.