Mere partner ko uske dono haathon ko mere armpits mein se lete hue mere shoulders ko pakad lene ko bola, aor ab halke se dhakke maarne ko bola ab hama...i chudayee shuru hogayee uske ake ake dhakke ka main neeche pade pade maza lene laga.Voh kareeb 8 ya 10 minute halke dhakke maarne ke baad voh full masti mein aagya aor zore zore se dhakke marne ki ichha batane laga to main use bola ke voh thodi dare ke lye dhakke maarna hi band karke mere ooper calm leta rahe. Aisa karne se uska discharge period. Ab usne apna penis mere muh se bahar nikal liya, uska peni jyada bada nahi tha (karib 4.7 inches ka), yeh dekh kar meri jaan mein kuch jaan aayi. Ab usne mujhe dhakka maar ke leta diya, mujhe pata tha ab mere saath kya hone waala hai. Isliye let te hi mein ulta ho gaya. Wo mere upar akar let gay aur mujhe nech pe chusne laga, mujhe yeh thora humiliating lag raha tha par mein ab kuch nahin kar sakta tha. Phir mere upar se hata aur usne mere hole se thora sa vaseline lekar apne penis pe lagaya.. He had absolutely not fat and when he took off his shirt you could see a nice slightly defended six-pack. He had light brown hair with short bangs. Me on the other Hand was about 5 foot 8 and had brown hair with no bangs. But just like him had not fat and a slightly defined six pack. I was always moving advances on him. Trying to see if he was gay. Whenever we sat together I always sat close, touching him and he never seemed to have a problem with it. We even would kind of do that fake gay. But first things first! I tried to cheer myself up, standing in my office, shaking off the droplets from the raincoat, dreaming of a nice hot cuppa. It was my private little meditation, waiting for the coffee machine to warm up, listening to the sound of beans being ground, trying to imagine all the little gears and switches doing their job in precise, military motions. For me it meant order amidst the chaos of phone calls and emails and annoying colleagues wanting to discuss work issues and.