I turned my thoughts to homosexual images of buff, bulging men muscles, glittering in tan, surreal Apollo rooms, while I shut myself in my college dor...room. That night, that first night, I let it all loose. I tendered my small member to the image of a Blonde god, a 14 pack man in a gym, the first release of heroin-like ecstasy in the wee hours of the night, looking strangely at my crotch, observing glistening streams of semen falling in rivulets down my leg. Many girls had flirted with me,. Stimulation is sublime.The words and the scenes described increase your tension. the precum flows allowing for a lick and taste of your own desirable nectar. you imagine another guy savouring the taste as it dribbles from your slit. the desire and wish that it could be for real is overwhelming. The scenario expanding explodes your imagination as you picture the scene, you want to be pat of it, you are observer a voyeur and perhaps even a participant.the excitement builds unto you must. I hate this part but I have a tingling sensation working it’s way towards the very part of me that wants so badly to meet you, it’s an utter compulsion that would ruin this if my big mouth didn’t already take care of it. I know it’s crude but the fuck thing just went out of the window along with the innocence I remember from once upon a time and now I want you so much I want to scream it to you until you just make this craving stop, until you have no choice but to take me like you’ve never. Yeh meri pahali chudai thee. Isiliye mujhe kafi thakan mahasus ho rahee thee. Mai Maa ke sine par sar rakh kar so gaya. Maa bhi ek hath se mere sir ko dhire dhire se sahalate hue dusre hath se meri pith sahala rahee thee.Kuch der bad hosh aya to maine Maa ke rasele honton ke chumban lekar unhe jagaya. Maa ne karwat lekar mujhe apne upar se hataya aur mujhe apni bahon me kas kar kan me phus-phusa kar boli, “bete tumne to kamal kar diya, kya gajab ka takat hai tumhare lund me.” Maine utter diya,.