" Earlier, when I was looking at your phone for the video we took hiking yesterday, I saw your other videos."He jumps up from the couch, turning his b...ck to me. A lot of sighing follows. An awkward silence follows his sighs. We stay like this for what seems like an eternity, each of us afraid to speak next.I can't stand it anymore and blurt out, "So, are you gay or bi?"He sighs his loudest sigh yet and turns around to face me. "I knew you would think that. No, it's not like that. It's just .... It was three Days back at around 6 pm that Rahul, who was already back home from college, heard Sapna’s car pulling in the garage. “Great, mom’s finally back.” thought Rahul. As soon as he went to the door (to give his mom a welcome back kiss), the door opened and Sapna fell right into his arm, “I can’t do this beta, I can’t take this anymore” she said, sobbing in her son’s arm. “I really need to shit Rahul, please understand…” said Sapna looking at her son pleadingly. Rahul helped his weakened. Once, as punishment, he duct taped me to a wall and tickled my feet with this ridiculously huge peacock feather, of all things, even as I desperately howled for mercy. I couldn’t even move, what more struggle, and he made damn sure to continue until I passed out from tormented laughter. When I regained consciousness, I thought he’d let me go, but he went on and repeated the whole cycle several times.’ She couldn’t hold back a burst of giggles, but showed little sympathy. ‘What did you do to. You feel great too. Fuck me harder." I stammered out. And he did. I pushed my ass back as he drove faster and faster. I orgasmed straying the tile in front of me seconds before this wonderful stranger filled me with the second load of the day.His sexual weapon slipped out and he left the shower. I stood with my face against the tile as I finished my shower. I dressed and went home. Thank god for the long ride home. When I finally arrived I had recovered enough to give my wife her usual.