Chapter One: The Village Stud

‘Our village?’ I exclaimed, almost having a panic attack.

‘Yes, of course,’ replied my Dad as if it was the most normal thing in the world. My mum and dad had suddenly decided for some godforsaken reason, that for this summer holiday, we’ll revisit our village in India. I had grown up in the comfort of our London home, hearing stories of how the power cuts in my dad’s Indian village lasted days sometimes, and the villagers would have to go to the river to get water. And forget restaurants and cafes, there weren’t even any hospitals or roads there. And for some reason, my parents wanted to take me back there? For the holidays? Never! So I told my parents explicitly that if they want to get bitten by a cobra or mauled by a bear, they can be my guest but I am not going. I would rather find the other kind of bears to get mauled by here in London. (Okay, I didn’t say that last line but I was thinking it.) But there was no way I was going to a village.

And yet, the problem with Indian parents is, that they don’t give a flying fuck about what you want. And so, here I was, traveling in a battered jeep with my parents, eight other passengers, a driver, and 3 goats, through a road with more holes than road. On one side was a mountain taller than the big ben, and on one side was a gorge with the Ganges flowing through the rocks. I was pretty sure this was how I was going to die.

And yet, miraculously, I survived. We reached the village and I have to say, it didn’t look as bad as I had imagined. Things had changed quite a bit. There were that which were better than the highway, the power cuts, I heard, only lasted a couple of hours max. There were even mobile networks there. All in all, I thought I could manage to stay there for a few days, plus the view was just out of this world. But what made me really feel like I would enjoy my stay, was my next-door neighbor, Veer.

The first time I saw Veer was the evening I reached. I was standing on the terrace, looking around, when he returned from the farm. He was lean-built, with a well-defined body that I could partially see from the three open buttons of his shirt. And his eyes had a spark that made my dick warm. He was also all dusty and sweaty, from having worked all day, which gave him this raw, rugged look, which made him even more irresistible to me. I wasn’t in love with him or anything like that. But a little bit of summer sex never hurts anyone, I figured. Veer must have noticed I was looking at him so he looked back and smiled. I smiled back, my heart racing. It was very unlike me to be lusting after a village boy but here I was. He had smooth skin, tanned to perfection from the hours spent working in the sun. he has a light stubble which sparkled golden in the setting sun, but, no chest hair. His lips were plump, and full, a shade of dark pink. God, I wanted to tear his shirt and lick his smooth, dusky body. But at that very moment, my cousin came up, saw Veer, waved to him, and told me he was getting married in a couple of months. My heart sank. There wasn’t going to be any shirt tearing, lip-biting sex after all. Veer was straight.

The next morning, I woke up and was getting ready for a shower, when Veer came over. He was going for a bath at the nearby waterfall and wanted to know if my cousins were going. But since they had to sow the seeds on their farm that day, they couldn’t. And one of my cousins suggested, ‘Take Marty with you. Show him our village.’ I guess I should tell you that I am Marty. My Hindu name was Martand but after years of bullying, I changed it to Marty for my mental peace. My parents urged me to go and I agreed. I knew nothing was going to happen between me and Veer, he was straight and getting married soon. But hey, at least I’ll get to see him bathe. Just because I can’t buy the product doesn’t mean I can’t go window shopping. And so I went.

Chapter Two: The Waterfall

We reached the waterfall and it was the most amazing sight I had ever seen. I felt like I had stepped inside an ASMR video. It was a small flat area in the middle of the mountain forest, surrounded on all sides by pine and rhododendrons. The place wasn’t visible from the village or any nearby villages. It was completely secluded. The rocks were covered with ferns and moss. And from above, the water was falling, white like milk, collecting in a basin the size of a pool, deep in some places, shallow in others, before flowing down the mountain. I stepped closer and touched the water. It was cold, but the sun shining above provided enough warmth so as to make taking a dip seem tempting. The place was secluded and serene, the sound of the flowing water was as calming as the smell of wet mud and the trees. I always did love the smell of pines, after all!

I turned to look at Veer, who flashed his sexy smile at me and said, ‘let’s jump in…’ and he started disrobing. He took off his shirt and the first thing I notices was his nipples which were the shade of light pink with a hint of brown. His body was slim, chiseled but not buffed up, thanks to all the strenuous work he did on the farms. His skin was smooth and fair, with hands tanned from working in the sun all day. He had strong arms and slim, long fingers. My mouth was beginning to water like the thirsty slut I am. I could feel my crotch getting warmer. For a second, I thought how inappropriate it would be if I just pulled down his pants and started sucking his dick. But I shrugged off my feelings, reminding myself he is about to get married and is straight, and concentrated on bathing. I took off my shirt, as he took off his jeans. He was wearing black briefs that ended on his thighs. He had long, toned legs, and a bulge that looked impressive in spite of his dick not being erect. This man had never been to a gym but had a better body than any of those Grindr bros who think they’re God’s gift to the gays. He came close to me and put his clothes next to my shirt on a rock. He was close enough that I could feel his body’s heat. He looked me in the eyes and I felt my dick enlarging. He smiled, that god damned sexy smile that gave me goosebumps even in my pubes, and said, ‘come on. Get in the water.’

And he ran up to a rock next to the pool, climbed it with the swiftness of a gymnast and jumped into the water, creating a huge splash. He swam back to the shore and got out. His briefs, now drenched in water, were hugging his body, and I could see the shape of all of his private parts. His dick was long with big balls. He went to climb the rock for another jump and I saw the shape of his butt. It was round and firm, muscular. If my penis was getting bigger before, it was throbbing hard now. I was embarrassed to take my pants off; didn’t want to make him uncomfortable seeing my boner, for I had a big dick, an 8 inch long, thick cock with veins throbbing when I got hard. I saw him swim in the other direction and quickly dropped my pajamas and got in the water. He swam up to me and halting close to me, and started telling me about the place, blissfully unaware of the boner which was making my boxers look like a tent. I didn’t hear what he said because at that very moment, his knees started touching mine as he stood close to me. And I was too busy feeling the sensation of his warm skin touching mine in the cold water. His body smelled fresh after a swim. We remained in the water for an hour before he suggested going back. I didn’t want to leave but agreed. We got out of the water. I remained behind him and immediately grabbed the towel to cover my dick, which was refusing to soften up. He took another towel and started wiping himself and then, as I stood watching, he took off his underwear, standing there buck naked, and I could see every inch of his body. He had a thick set of pubes, starting a little below his navel with a soft fuzz and growing thicker and coarser around his dick. Like I had sensed through his wet underwear, he had a long dick, even without being hard and he was uncut. His balls hiding behind his dick looking like a peach. I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist and bend down, taking off my underwear while trying to hide my boner. He seemed perfectly at ease being naked in front of me, even talking casually as he wiped his taint. He stopped wiping at a point, seeing a bird, and immediately came closer and pointed at it, showing me the rare bird. As he stood next to me, my hand was touching his hip area. He turned suddenly and his dick brushed against my hand. If he felt anything, he didn’t react, but my whole body burned. I was like an animal in heat. As he spoke, I tried to act interested, but my hand and his dick were so positioned that my fingers kept gently grazing his dick. Finally, he moved away and said, wearing a fresh pair of underwear, ‘Will you come again tomorrow?’

Of course, I wanted to come again tomorrow. I could see him naked all day, every day. But I tried to contain my excitement and just said a nonchalant, ‘Sure.’

Chapter Three: Fantasy

We went back home and all day I fantasized Veer naked. That afternoon, after everyone went for their naps, I lay in my bed, remembering the moment when he took off his underwear and his dick came out swinging like a pendulum. I imagined him swimming naked, the water caressing his dick and arsehole. And I was there in my imagination. Standing in front of him, also naked, watching him as my hand held my fat, hard cock and stroked it gently, making sure I didn’t come too soon. I wanted to enjoy every second of this feeling.

On my bed, my hand moved down my shorts and I grabbed my erect dick. I started masturbating, slowly, imagining myself at the waterfall. I could hear the water like it was right next to me. The wind was rustling through the trees and falling on my face, carrying with it the sweet smell of the woods. I imagined him slowly coming toward me, and as he walked, I could see his dick growing harder with each step. He came very close to me and I stopped masturbating. We stood there staring at each other, both clearly looking hungry for each other’s skin. Our stiff dicks touched each other as they moved in the water like we were sword fighting. At one point, the tips of our dicks touched and I felt a tingling sensation, like a current running all over my body. It was like our dicks were kissing. He gently held my dick, saying, ‘let me help with that.’ And he started jerking me off. Slowly, with his grip getting tighter. Soon it was tight enough that he could feel the blood rushing through my dick. The water was cold but my body was burning, just like his hand stroking me. I leaned back against the rock, and he got closer, still stroking my dick. Our thighs started touching. He moved even closer. His penis was now pressed against my pubic area and navel. He suddenly held me tight, lifted me up, and made me sit on the rock. He went to his knees, the water now reaching his nipples. Then he put my dick in his mouth and gave me a blowjob powerful enough to make me blackout.  I could feel his meaty tongue, his warm saliva all over my dick. His mouth took all 8 inches of my dick inside his mouth, sending shivers all over my body. Every hair on my body was standing up. I had goosebumps on my balls! His juicy, plump lips moved back and forth like enveloping the circumference of my dick, covering every inch with warm, slippery saliva. As he sucked, his one hand was firmly on my balls, with one finger gently rubbing my taint. His other hand slowly moved through my pubes and made its way up my chest, where it gently touched my nipples. My body was quivering in pleasure.

In my bedroom, I was stroking my dick fast now, about to climax.

In my imagination, Veer was licking my dick like ice cream. I grabbed his head and made him take all eight inches of my solid, erect dick in his mouth and thrust it deeper, the tip of my dick almost touching the back of his throat, and I came, releasing all of my load in his throat.

And in my bed, I just started cumming when the door opened and Veer entered the room. He stopped immediately, as he saw me, shorts down to my knees, my big fat dick in my hand, shooting cum like a fountain. He didn’t look away or leave. Just kept standing there, looking at my dick with the same look I had when he took off his underwear at the waterfall. I kept lying there, not moving or trying to cover up. It was too late for me to stop. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, orgasming like I hadn’t ever in my life. I looked down at his crotch and this time, it wasn’t my imagination. He was getting hard. He was wearing sweatpants and the shape of his dick grew larger and larger as cum kept shooting from my dick. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I stopped. I sat up, embarrassment filling up now that the orgasm had ended and I could see myself sitting in front of him, dick in hand and chest and stomach covered in my semen. He turned and closed the door, saying, ‘you better clean up before anyone else comes.’ I nodded and grabbed some tissues and started wiping. The cum had traveled all over, from my chest to thighs, to even on the mattress. He turned back to look at me. I was still naked, wiping cum off my body. He said, coming closer, ‘next time, try locking the door.’ And I agreed, realizing how foolish I was that I forgot to check the door. I finally finished wiping and said, stuffing the cum stained tissues in an empty cookie box, ‘I’m sorry…’

‘What for?’ he asked, looking completely cool and nonjudgmental. ‘We all fap. It’s no big deal. Oh, by the way,’ he pointed to my fingers which still had some cum on them. And before I could do anything, he grabbed a tissue and wiped the cum off my fingers. I realized I still hadn’t pulled my shorts back up or t-shirt down. He could still see everything from my hard nipples to the still erect dick, from my tight balls all the way down to my knees. And the way he sat, his fingers were touching the side of my butt. I pulled up my clothes, joking awkwardly, ‘yeah, like you ever get the time to masturbate.’

‘Of course, I do,’ he replied. ‘Mostly at the waterfall. There is nobody there by the time I reach. Get all the privacy I need. Next time, do it there if you must.’

‘Yeah, except I won’t be alone there. I go with you, remember?’

‘You can jerk off in front of me. Not like you haven’t already.’

I turned a shade of pink and in spite of having just cum, I was getting hard again.

He kept sitting next to me in silence and then said in a soft tone, ‘I’ll do it too. I have porn of my phone.’

‘What do you think about when you jerk off?’

His eyes became lost like he was walking down memory lane. ‘When I was a teenager, I used to love hiking through the mountain. One day, I woke up particularly early and went on a walk. Without realizing it, I reached the waterfall. I was higher than where we were today and I suddenly remembered it was the time when the women of the village bathed there. Teenaged me got curious and decided to watch from behind the trees. They couldn’t see me, but I saw a lot that day. There was a girl, a very pretty one, who came to the side to change. She looked left and right to make sure nobody was looking but forgot to look up, from where I was watching. And she took off her wet clothes that she was wearing and went completely naked. That was the first time I saw a naked girl. She was about 23, I was 16. She had the most perfect, flawless breasts. Like two globes. Her pussy was covered in hair, but she turned and I saw a smooth round ass, soft like butter. I still imagine her sometimes when I masturbate. Other times, it’s just watching porn on my phone.’

I was officially confused. One moment, he is staring at my cum spitting cock like it’s the Pyramid of Giza, getting harder himself, and the other moment he was talking about watching naked chicks bathing. Did he like girls or boys? So I asked him, ‘have you ever had sex with a girl?’

‘Once,’ he grinned as he confided in me, ‘I had gone to the city when I was 21. I and my friends were all horny young men and we decided to go to a brothel. I spent a night with a very pretty woman there. She was so soft, her skin smooth, like yours.’

I never thought I would be compared to a prostitute, but I was also proud that my skincare routine was so effective that even a heterosexual man thought I was smooth. I thanked him and he continued.

‘I was very shy at first. But she took charge. She undressed me, took my dick in my hand, and started sucking me off. I came in no time. I was embarrassed but she was sweet and encouraging. She guided me through her body, telling me what to do, where to kiss her, where to lick and where to bite. That night, I came thrice. Once in her mouth, once on her breasts, and once inside her. That’s another thing I think about often when I masturbate.’

I suddenly realized how close we were sitting. Our legs and hands were touching. Between our legs, our dicks were throbbing, hard, standing like a tent pole. We sat in silence for a moment. Neither wanted to stand up because there was no way we could have hidden our boners from each other. After a good 10 minutes, he finally got up, semi-erect now, and adjusted his sweatpants to make it less visible. As he moved his sweatpants, I saw his pubes again. He moved his dick up, tucking it between his navel and the elastic of his sweatpants, making sure it doesn’t move and I saw the head of his dick, which was peeping out of his foreskin. It was pink and mouthwatering.

‘I came to tell you to be ready by 10 am tomorrow morning,’ he told me and added after seeing the blank look on my face, ‘for the waterfall. You’ll come tomorrow too, right?’ I nodded and he left. I kept sitting for another 5 minutes, till my boner lasted. I wanted to get fucked by him. But I understood that may not be possible. He clearly only liked girls. Frustrated and horny, I lay down again and went for a nap.

Chapter Four: The Bath

The next day, I woke up at 8 and waited for the clock to strike 10; for Veer to come and take me to the waterfall. He reached on time and we left without further delay. We were alone again at the waterfall. No human in sight. We started disrobing as he said, ‘You know, you asked me a lot yesterday about my sexual experiences but what about you? You live in London. Things are much more broad-minded there. You must have been with many women by now?’

I was awkward. My parents had forbidden me to tell anyone about my sexuality here, for these narrow-minded villagers may not understand (their words, not mine). But sexual tension aside, I liked Veer. He was almost a friend and seemed pretty chill. Plus he didn’t judge me when he saw me masturbating. So I wanted to tell him. Also, there was this idea in my mind that if he found out, maybe he might want to try something with me.

‘Tell me,’ he urged. ‘I’ve told you everything there is to know about me.’

‘I have never been with a woman,’ I replied honestly.

He chuckled. ‘No way. You are such a good-looking guy. I’m sure there must be someone.’

‘Well, there have been many. But… none of them have been girls.’

He looked confused.

‘I’m gay. I like men.’

For a second, he was silent. But then he smiled and says, ‘So you have sex with men?’

I nodded, thinking I’d said too much. I should have listened to my parents.

‘Ok,’ he said, looking unbothered. He was in his underwear now and so was I. I was too scared that he would tell the whole village so my dick remained perfectly soft. But then he shrugged it off and said, ‘let’s get in the water.’  And he started walking towards the water.

‘Wait. You aren’t grossed out by me?’

He stopped and smiled. ‘No. lots of my friends have done it with each other. It’s almost impossible to get a girl in this village. So people experiment.’

‘Have you?’

‘Not yet,’ he said, swimming in the basin.

Not yet? What did it mean? My mind was racing. I went into the water and asked him, ‘why not?’

‘Just like that.’

‘Wow! I never thought the villagers would be this forward.’

‘What did you think of us? Cavemen?’

‘Well, we are bathing in a waterfall in the middle of a forest.’

‘True. But a lot happens in here that would scandalize even you.’

‘Except with you.’

He stopped swimming and looked at me with a mischievous smile and says, ‘I’m not that innocent.’

‘Oh really?’

‘Yeah. In this very waterfall, I’ve done some adventurous things.’

‘Like what?’

‘Let me show you.’ And he bent down, and took off his underwear and threw it to the side, where it landed next to our clothes. My eyes widened in surprise.

‘I love bathing in the nude here.’

And he started swimming, his bare arse emerging from the water as he swam. He then flipped, doing butterfly strokes and his dick was now coming out of the water, like a shark’s fin. He looked at me as he swam.

‘Well don’t just stand there. Take off your boxers and swim. Or are you too afraid to do this?’

‘Oh, I’ll show you how afraid I am.’ And I too stripped naked, threw my underwear, and joined him.

We played in the water for some time, splashing water on each other. And then he grabbed me from behind, making me take a dip playfully. I could feel his dick in his rubbing against my arse. We were laughing, but the sexual tension was growing. I turned and grabbed him and we wrestled, our dicks submerged in water, which reached our pubes. And as we wrestled, like naked ancient Olympians. I could feel our dicks rubbing against each other, just like my dream. While wrestling, he jumped on me and we fell, him falling on top, our bodies pressed against each other, every inch of our dicks sticking together. We froze, both feeling the heat. Slowly, I could feel his dick getting bigger along with mine. We were looking at each other, neither of us blinking. His chest was so close to mine, I could feel his heartbeat. His hand, which was on my back slowly moved down, reaching my butt and stopping. My grip around his waist tightened. His palms were now placed around my buttcheeks and he slowly squeezed them, taking in a handful. I closed my eyes, feeling bliss I had never felt.

Chapter Five: Under The Waterfall

And just then, we heard the leaves rustling. Someone was approaching. He quickly grabbed my hand and took me behind the waterfall, in the small area between the rocks and the falling water. The curtain of falling water hid us from view. But it was a small area, with barely any space and we had to stand extremely close like we were spooning. Our bodies were still touching each other, top to bottom, as we watched a man approaching. It was a Shepard, taking his sheep for gazing. He was an old man who took his time passing. And while watching him pass, I suddenly felt Veer’s rock-hard dick rubbing against my arse. I liked the feeling and grabbed his upper thighs, my nails clutching his skin. Slowly, his index finger found its way down to my arsehole and it grazed my hole gently. I leaned closer to him and his finger went inside my arse. Even though he had only had sex once, that too with a woman, he knew what he was doing. That hooker taught him well. His finger was moving inside my arse in circles. And then, he added another finger and started moving them apart and bringing them together, like the blades of a scissor move. My arsehole expanded and contracted in sync with his fingers. I let out a loud moan, which was luckily covered by the falling water.

Still continuing to move his fingers, he said, ‘the man has gone. He can’t see us now. You wanna come out?’

I smiled and says, ‘Isn’t this your coming out?’

‘I’m not gay. And I still want to marry my girl. But I also want to fuck you, if that’s something you want?’

‘Our little secret?’

‘Yeah. Something like that.’

I never thought I would engage with a straight guy, but I was leaving the next day and was just horny enough. Not to mention, his fingers were still up my arse, so I nodded. And we walked forward, directly under the waterfall now, and I hugged him, rubbing my dick against his. I kneeled down and took his long, thick, dick in my hand. It was pulsating and looked like a tall pine tree surrounded by thick bushes that were his pubic hair. The overwhelming sounds of the waterfall were fading and all I could hear was my own heart beating fast and Veer letting out moans of delight. The sweet smell of the pines was replaced by the smell of his meaty manly dick as I smelled his groin. It was like his dick was a magnet and my mouth was made of iron. I went closer and took it in my mouth. He grabbed my head and starts thrusting his dick in my mouth. I sucked it like a vacuum cleaner sucks off dirt. I never realized how enjoyable uncut dicks can be when they are cleaned. I moved around my tongue while his dick was in my mouth. I then moved to his testicles, being gentle, licking every wrinkle, every pore, and slowly moved my tongue behind his balls. He spread his legs and I reached his taint and finally his arsehole and I stuck my tongue up his arse, giving him a rim job I knew he will never forget.

‘Ah! You’re amazing. I’ve never felt this way.’ he moaned.

‘Oh you haven’t seen anything yet, mate.’

I went back to his dick and sucked some more and without any warning, he came. His warm, salty semen filled my mouth. I sucked every last drop of it and gulped it down like the hungry slut I felt like at that moment. I got up, looking at him and he grabbed me by my hips, pulled me closer, and kissed me tightly. He inserted his tongue inside my mouth and it tasted sweet and fresh. His breath smelled like mint and basil. We were holding each other tightly, his hands squeezing my breast, finger pinching my nipples. And he went down on me and gave me a sucking that actually made me weak in the knees. I came as hard as I had come when he had barged in yesterday. I didn’t think he would swallow but I guess he was enjoying himself a lot, because he too, collected all of the cum that shot from my dick in his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. We kept hugging tightly, now sweating in spite of the chilled water falling on us from the top. I thought we were done but he was just beginning.

He lifted me up and carried me away from the waterfall, towards the shore, made me lie with my stomach against the rock, and parted my buttcheeks. He stared at my arsehole for a good minute, taking in every detail, gently caressing it. he licked my butthole gently once first, before burying his face in my arse and sticking his tongue in my arsehole. He tongue fucked me hard for what felt like hours. His light stubble brushed against the skin of my arse and I giggled, feeling tickled and aroused. He then flipped me around, lifted my legs in the air, and inserted his dick in my butthole. I screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. His dick was thick enough to fill up every bit of my anus. He moved it slowly, going deeper in me, holding me firmly with his sturdy hands. He got balls deep up my arse and started thrusting his dick, slow at first, and then increasing his speed as I got more comfortable. He leaned in and started hugging me tightly and kissing me while continuing thrusting in a rhythmic motion. Both of us were sweating now, our skins feeling like we were fused together. I could feel his dick moving in me. His pelvis was hitting my taint, his pubes brushing my balls, making me howl in joy. I ran my hands through his soft, thick hair, ran down my fingers down his back, and grabbed his arse. He had a perfectly round, meaty arse, and I squeezed every bit of it as he thrust deeper into me.

He moved his lips down to my neck and licked the length of my neck, and I felt tickled. He went lower and sucked my nipples. He bit me gently, chewing on my breasts, his tongue played with my nipples, which were now hard as ice. I pulled his head up and we kissed, his tongue entering my mouth. Our spit was mixed together, he sucked my lower lip. His hands moved down to my dick and he started stroking it as he continues to fuck me, now going fast and hard. I looked up, opening my eyes, and saw the endless blue sky and the tip of the forest trees. I was close to cumming now. My whole body was trembling, not with the cold but with the intense pleasure I was feeling. And he lifted me up and said, looking at me straight in the eyes, ‘I’m cumming.’

And there, as we stared into each other’s eyes, he came, releasing all his spunk in my arse and I came too at the same time. My cum shot up my dick, which was fixed between our stomachs. He clenched and unclenched his pelvic floor muscles, releasing every last drop of cum in me. My cum shot up sticking all over our chests and abdomen. Finally, he stopped, both of us panting hard, while still looking at each other. He bent his head and licked all of my cum that was stuck in my upper body. And then he took my hand, wiped the cum my dick left on his body with my own fingers, and licked my fingers clear. Some of my cum was still stuck to his lips. And he kissed me. I hadn’t tasted my cum since my teenage years, but as he kissed me, I could taste it. Our tongues were still rubbing against each other and we could smell each other’s breaths, as they slowed down to a normal pace. My heart was still racing. His dick was still inside me, slowly growing softer.

‘Was this really your first time?’ I was finding it hard to believe with the way he had just fucked me.

‘With a man, yes.’

‘How were you so good?’

‘I guess I just did what I felt like doing to you.’

‘So you are still going to get married?’

‘Of course. I want to. I had a great time today, but I also loved doing it with a girl. And I am excited about it. Having said that, I’ll never forget this day.’

I too was getting some post-nut clarity now. I realized that as good as it was, it was best as a one-time thing. It was one of those once-in-a-lifetime experiences, which are so special because they come without warning when you are least expecting it. Trying to extend them may seem like a good idea in the beginning, but it just becomes sad after some time.

Finally, he kissed me again and took his dick out of my arse. We washed up, wore our clothes, and left. Talking about general things like we hadn’t just had the most intense moment of our lifetime.

I left the next day. Veer came to say goodbye. I heard he got married as scheduled and I moved to other guys. But often, when I masturbate, I remember that moment under the waterfall, when I had the most unexpected, the most sensual experience of my life.

 

The End.