" "I think that's the general idea. I don't mind being a gentleman if you wish to go first." I thought, it's all part of the experience, so why not. T...at was before I realized that I would have to take my towel off. "Please," I said, blushing, "after you." "I will if you will," "Okay." The word appeared on my lips from nowhere. There was a part of my body thinking and speaking and it was not my brain. He removed his towel, hung it on a hook, and jumped in. If he made any noise, I did not hear. I by then I had finished my dinner. And I was surfing some porn websites. And I had made sure that my room is locked properly as I was watching the snaps. Suddenly my aunt started knocking the door “Anirban open the door “on insisting I didn’t open it “Anirban open it I have got u a glass of butter milk” she shouted. After that I opened the door. She gave me the glass and left. Let me describe her. She is a short and very plump women with good boobs and a round ass aged 54 years. After that I. " "Oh, I've dreamed about you for so long. Every time I go to bed and, well, I think of you, and I, uh, I think of you a lot." "Do you masturbate while you think about me? Is that what you're saying?" "I hope you're not mad, but, yes, I do, I think of you every time I do it." "How do you think of me, Ben, what are we doing when you are thinking of us together?" "Like we're having sex or you're down, um, well, like, uh, giving me oral sex." "Like this, Ben?" and I got up on my knees and lifted. I made myself sore from masturbating long into the night that day, trying to hold on to and keep the feeling I got from my parents' argument going as long as I could.That was in my head for weeks, months even. I couldn't look at my parents without that image popping up in my head. And I'd get myself off to that image frequently. At first it was Jimmy and the nameless woman. Then Jimmy started to fade out and my dad started to show up in his place. It was disgusting, yes. But not enough to make.