He told the other guy sitting beside me, Dimple, who was a chubby guy, to remove my t-shirt.I was shocked at hearing this. I started yelling, “No, p...ease don’t do this. Please for god’s sake, please don’t do this.” But all of it was in vain. The guy lifted my t-shirt. Hari helped him to make me naked from above. I was now fully nude from above with no t-shirt, no bra or any other thing on my upper body.Dimple grabbed my one boob and started pressing it and turned me towards himself. Hari then. It's exciting! I was... worried about it, at first. I was worried that I was just being... used. But it's not like that! It's sweet and gentle and good. And even when it's not-so-gentle, it's still good," she said, giggling. Her body shook in my arms, from her giggling."I worried about it, too," I confessed, "when Tess started talking about it." I knew it was her idea," Kim said."It didn't take much arm-twisting, for me to go along," I told her, squeezing her little breast gently."I'm glad. She unzipped my jeans, brought my cock out and began to lick and suck it. I couldn’t believe she was doing this because she’d told me she hated blow jobs. But soon I couldn’t think about that anymore because she was licking and sucking it like her life depended on it. By this time, my hands were under her dress, caressing her lovely thighs and also her round ass.I couldn’t take it anymore and after a while and pulled her upright. We exchanged deep passionate kisses, with me exploring her mouth. "Don't be sorry," he said as he finished with my name and took my hand. "Where do you want it?" he asked me.."Anywhere. Everywhere!" I told him. I was such an emotional gay man that I nearly broke into tears right then and there."Why don't we just go to the living room?" he asked me. I nodded, unable to speak anymore. I was about to get fucked by my celebrity crush.I led him to the couch in the living room but when we got there he pushed me onto the furniture.My back touched the couch and I.