When he hit me so hard on the right side I release all my tension and scream that I want it.I place my hands on her small waist and hold firm, while t...he head is leaning inside her vagina. Just for a heartbeat I wait, enough to make her hunger for my erect blood filled penis.The second I wonder if I get filled he thrust me with a crazy pace. Not hard and rough but steady in a motion and movement that the sensation is build and build.I am starting to moan deep, just the way I know he likes and. So, unable to bear the boredom, I put on my headphones and started browsing a social networking site. At one point, I saw a picture of a handsome man, my brother, marked, marked. Curious what I will see there, I clicked on his profile. Within a minute, my cock began to swell.It didn't take long for me to come to terms with the fact that I was gay. So it was and that's it. I couldn't help it. And actually, I didn't even want to. I liked the masculine beauty, and the kiss of two men always made. Dear diary, Let me tell you how I get on the busAt 8:15 am, I pretend that I am polite and let her get on first butactually I did not want her sitting beside me. Since she sat near thefront and boys always sit at the back, I take a seat just in front of themiddle. The bus stop is almost the end of the line and the rest of theseats are empty.I brought a small notebook to make notes so later we can chat and I cancatch you up. Best friends like you and me sweet diary need each otherfor our. Main didi ko bola tuje mera dost upar bularaha hain. Didi upar geya our maine siri pe khara hokar dono taraf dekh ne laga.Pahele didi upar jate hi oh galope kiss kiya. Didi boli yea kaya hain? Dost bola tum sweet ho. Tum aj is salwar me bidut achha lagrahethe. Didi chup tha. Uske bad oh didi ka boobs ak jhatke me pakarlia. Didi dard hua our thora awaj kia our fir kisi our sunle ga isi darse usko chor neko boli. Boli ap yea keya kar rahe hain. Yea thik nehi. Koi dekh lega. Ap mujhse bohot bare.