It stayed like he left it and waited for the slave to wake up. The slave hated it. For some reason she felt jealous of it, even though it never even c...aved what the slave had. The slave had a life, even had a slave’s name and a ?real? one. It wanted neither. At first it felt bad about being tortured not only by Master’s strong hands but also by his slave. In time it came to realize it didn’t deserve better and that being tortured by a slave made it even more worthless. Slave awoke later and. I thought to myself, 'Wow everyone was supposed to be gone for the day...' It sounded like a TV was left on as I got closer to my big brother's room. It got louder and it sounded like two guys wrestling. The door to my brother's room was opened slightly and I peeked in to see on the TV screen that two guys were naked and sucking each others cocks. I was shocked. I had never seen anything like that before. I had sex with girls several times but never imagined two guys going at it. I was. Heaven knows I wanted to, but I didn't have the nerve. I'm not stupid, but back then I was painfully naïve. I was also paranoid about being outed. Not a good thing back in the day.In all my fantasies, I was the fucker, and never the fuckee. One particular classmate of mine was the subject of many of my fantasies. I had most of my classes with him, and we were in Scouts together. While we were always friendly to each other and had some enjoyable conversations, we were not close. He had friends. Raju muze tumhara lund meri choot me chahiye, aaj muze tum bahut chodo, aaj meri choot tum phad dalo. I told her that Sali teri choot itni pyasi hai to itne dino tak kyo rah dekhi, muze phone par bata deti ki mera lund tumhe chahiye, to mai dauda chala aata, aur tumhe bahut bar chodata. Than she laid on her back and by that time my cock was ready for her pyasi choot. I was playing with her tits, and her nipples also were very erect by now. I mounted on her, and she held my cock, and guided in.