M ne use godi m uthaya or bedroom m le gya m ne ftaft kpde khole or uske b kpde utar diye. Rashmi-mt kro bhaiya plzzzzz chhod do plzzzz. .M ne use sid...ha kiya or choot chatne lg gya kya kachchi choot thi mujhe pinki ki choot yaad aa gyi m ne uski choot tb tk chati jb tk wo normal ho k exited nhi ho gyi.Fir m ne chaddi utari or use lund chusne ko kaha.Phle usne mna kiya fir ankhen dikhane pr chusne lgi.Thodi der baad maine use sidha kiya or lund choot p rakh diya.Wo srkte hue.Rashmi-y sb mt kro m. Each point ends with another smaller circle. It looked like some kind of weird atomic symbol. "This is my mark. I'm going to give you the great honor of receiving it. It will forever show the world that you belong only to me." With that, he began to walk around you. You could feel dozens of eyes focusing on you. Your heart is beating like it has never beat before. You began to shake as you feel your Master behind you. "I love you." he whispers into your ear. Then you feel the heat. The only question was where.I parked behind the diner and went in. The morning rush was over so there were plenty of booths available. I took the one closest to the door and seated myself facing the rear of the diner. I didn't want to check out every man who entered, I'd let "Phil" find me.I ordered coffee and was working on my second refill, beginning to loose hope and feeling foolish when a young man approached, laid a copy of the paper on the table and said, "Hi, I'm Phil."I smiled, extended. You see, there's another reason why we all live together.We fuck.All of us. I fuck the boys and they fuck me. And we love it.We're so close that sometimes it almost feels like masturbation.It all started not long after our 19th birthdays. I had just dumped my stupid boyfriend Karl for cheating on me with some slut called Damonique. What the fuck kind of name is Damonique? Like her parents wanted a boy so they could call him Damon, and then when it turned out to be a girl they just stuck an.