Bhai-tum ho na meri pyaari si dost.Me – waise bhaiya ! Mohalle ki aadhi ladkiyan aapse dosti karna chahti hai.aap kisi ko apbi dost kyun nahi bana l...te..dosti ke baad gf bhi ban jayegi aur uske baad ssyad apko bibi aur mujhe bhabi bhi mil jaye.Bhai- is mohalle ki koi ladki pasand nahi hai mujhe.kisi ki naak tedhi. .kisi ki aankhe darawni ,koi koyele jaisi kaali hai aur koi bhains jaisi moti.meri pasand aisi nahi hai.Me- to aapko kesi pasand hai mere pyaare bhaiya?Bhai- tumhare jaisi (kehkar. ”I had glanced at his crotch and was pleased to see a really nice bulge in his jeans. “You know what else in this truck looks dam nice?”“No, what?”I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch, “This!”I gently squeezed his package and rubbed back and forth a bit. He wasn’t objecting to what I was doing at all.I continued to rub and squeeze and feel his cock and he was growing bigger. I said, “That feels bloody nice to me!”“Me too,” he grinned. “How about unzipping and lowering your jeans so I. "I don't need to know you're talented in bed. It's not like I'm ever going to find out. You're my brother." Your loss," he said, smiling and lost in the moment, not caring how it might sound. Rachel took it as a joke anyway."You're such a weirdo," she said before going back to the original subject and asking again if he was going."Will there be beer?" he asked straightforwardly."Duh," Rachel said still smiling "It's at Steve's house. Of course there's going to beer there." Then yeah, I'm. There was a bra, panty, a nice blue ghagracholi. I was delighted. This was what I was waiting for. May be she hadhid my pant shirts somewhere. Anyway I didn't need them for another 2months. I dressed up, went to her.She was waiting for me. She got up, hugged me strongly, said I waslooking pretty. I blushed. She playfully rolled her fingers through myhair, held it with both hands into a plait and said wow! She said shewas very happy that I obeyed her. She led me into her bedroom, made mesit.