He was her boyfriend for 6 months before i was introduced to her. Ah now coming the point of fantasizing kumar.. I used instruct her what to do and wh...re to touch herself and all.. After saying kumar is fucking you now she used to errupt wildly over the phone. And she used to like this kinda phone sex. Once i asked her if she had any incestious fun with her cousins. And she told me that she didnt but one when she was sleeping one of the elder cousin brother put his hand on her waist by mistake.. Already just from doing things that most boys did I found that my sexual interests were slightly off of the generally accepted norms, the fact that I liked looking at men was at odds to everybody I knew (well for a long time anyway), also most of the women I liked in the popular media were different to those discussed by most of my friends.At the time I wasn’t particularly worried that I may be gay as I had absolutely no sexual experience with anybody but myself. I kept my thoughts to myself. "By god, that's one sweet-looking trussed-up bitch-boy. Then they started fondling me.... my ass, my cock my balls, running their hands over my body, chuckling, panting, making lewd remarks. Brad stepped behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks in both hands."Fuck man just look at this little ass, like two grapefruits" he commented. He then ran a finger down between, stopping at my opening and slowly began to insert. "Nice and tight too.... I can't wait to fuck you pretty boy" he whispered in my. " Well, we'll see. Trousers for now." Sophie explained, and began cataloguing his injuries. The rib was obvious now, the expanding bruise below his arm-pit showing up clearly, as was the long laceration on his hip. Less obvious, though, were the plethora of scars and blemishes that showed a long history of injuries and wounds, some stitched and treated neatly and well, others less well. Two large, round scars on his chest showed what she thought were bullet wounds, but there was no evidence of.