I have been born and bought up here. I am a graduate and working in the capacity of a consultant. I am not comfortable sharing my dick size etc like o...her guys do here so sorry for that but yes I can say I am well endowed. Oh and your mails are welcome on . Ok so now if I got your attention, I’d like to start with my incident. It is sort of a thrill to narrate it to the Indian audience here. Anyway, this was during my high school days. I was just above 18 then. Now I am no hot stud but. ..you tasting yourself on me.My hands at your breasts, roaming slowly over you, the initial urgency gone, pulling you closer to me... my cock hard between us, pressing against you through the material of my jeans.Without a word, you drop your hand to my belt, fumbling the buckle open, at the zip, easing it down, fingers at the button, and then inside my briefs, gripping my shaft, freeing me.It's my turn to gasp now, as you work up and down the length of my shaft with the gentlest of caresses.. I have never been touch in that area before, hell I hadn’t even been kissed yet. Closing my eyes I tried to think this wasn’t happening. Though I could feel him raise up my shirt and exposing my chest. “She never was able to experience this. These are utterly gorgeous.” He looked in awe at my breasts. I sat in fear, this was strange, I liked the attention but in my mind I knew it was wrong. Mitchell pulled my shirt over my head. Tossing it on the floor, he started to undo my bra. I felt my. Clay was floored. No football. No basketball, no swimming, and now learning a new sport.He was shocked and a bit intimidated especially after Brad’s comments, and changing his whole life. As he said this he sat up and reached for his gym bag and pulled out some body oil, and started warming the bottle in his hands and pumped some into his hand as he reached out and started rubbing my body. He thinks he did okay, but was really frustrated at times. Josh, plays left wing, and tried to coach.