***Mature content (a lot of it)***

It did not end there. He has more to do. More to give. More to show.

"Should I do something to it?", he asks me.

"To what?", I ask.

His eyes point somewhere. I look down. My cock has been hard for too long. Stroking or jerking it won't arouse me further. I nod nevertheless. He straightens himself. He is sitting now, with his knees, on either side of my thighs. He has tucked my thighs in. He takes off my condom. With a determined smirk, he takes my cock in his right hand. I soon realize I was wrong. He has more to give. More to do. More to show. Moans escape my lips, and before I realize, they are louder. I don't know where he learnt this from, but good that he did.

I am not a virgin to begin with- I have had girlfriends while I was studying in the USA. Yet, nobody has been able to fill my body with the amount of pleasure this man is single-handedly doing. And it is literally with one hand. My goodness me! I don't know how to react. I feel it getting harder. There was scope. I underestimated it. "Come closer.", I hiss.

He bites his lower lip and grins. He comes down slowly, his hand still doing its thing. With the other hand on the side of my head, he balances himself, and he brings his face closer to mine. I grab his chin and pull his lips into mine. Another rush. I don't think I will make out it alive from this room. This is exhilarating. I put my tongue into his mouth and our feverish kiss intensifies. I am being aroused from two places. I wrap my hands around his waist, pulling him in. If I can pull him inside me, it would be a victory. I do not want to let him go. We are breathless. We withdraw from the kiss.

He is not tired. I don't think anything would tire him tonight. He starts placing kisses on my face, then neck, till he reaches my collarbone. Unknown to him, my collarbone is my soft spot. I cannot contain it when someone does something there. When he glides his tongue across it, I let out a sound which even I never heard escaping from my lips. I appear surprised. He gets the hint. He sucks hard on the middle of my collarbones. This is intense. My legs escape his grip. He readjusts himself to do the deed. I wrap my legs around his butt tightly. His body is intensely close to mine. At this point, I am desperate to eliminate all distance between us.

He moves his thumb over the tip of my penis in circular motions. My moans intensify. Someone out there might end up hearing me. Who cares? I have reached my limit. I have an orgasm. The last thing did it for me. I come on Dhruv's hand. Those are intense spurts. He slowly moves his thumb aside to reveal the tip. I'll leave my streak all over his pelvis and thigh at this rate.

While my cock does its thing down there, he has moved from my collarbone to my nipple. It has hardened. He bites it, making me yell. I like it, but it was just too hard. He traces the areola with his tongue. I didn't realize his left hand was actually free until he uses it to pinch my left nipple. He is playing with it as if it is absolutely normal. I want to make it normal for him. For us. His tongue is still engaged with my right nipple. His right hand now massaging my scrotum. He is leaving no part of me untouched.

Once my moans have quietened a bit, I ask him. "Cowboy?"

He stops what he doing and looks up at me surprised. His orbs penetrate into mine. I can finally use that term without overthinking. What we just did was just that. "You know a lot for a first timer."

"I did my homework."

"You were planning to do this, huh?"

I shrug and smirk. "What if I was?"

"Articles on sex positions?"

I shake my head. I brush his moustache with my hand. "Take a guess."

He thinks before a brutal realization strikes him. He looks at me in disbelief. "Gay porn?"

I nod.

"You really-"

"Shhh.", I stop him before he continues further. "I didn't watch much. And nothing prepared me for what you are doing here. Right now."

"You are in veteran hands."

"Good for me."

He sits on me now. He extends his arm to grab another condom and puts it on me. Done with that, through slow and gradual motions, he starts riding on me. If someone has the potential to end me, it is this man right here. This position is about letting the penetrated control the speed and depth. He knows better. He'll do a good job.

As he jerks and rocks with my cock inside him, I feel myself going stiff in some parts, and jelly in others. In that, I know my legs won't last long. My upper body is taut and I am trying to loosen it up in order to arch myself up. I do that after a minute or two since any distance between us at this moment is inadmissible. As I raise my upper body, he leans down. I stick out my tongue for him. He sticks out his and licks mine as if it is some ice-cream candy. Once he is done, he places his tongue on top of mine and slides it inside my mouth. I am sure that he has familiarized every corner of my mouth with his tongue. This sly kid!

Once he is done kissing me, he pushes me back on the bed, continuing his thing. My eyes must have looked desperate for him to smirk and give me his middle finger. Now, it is his middle finger in my mouth. I am sucking at it as if I'd be able to get some essence out of it. I have lost it. I take his index finger in my mouth too. His fingers are thicker than they look. Perfect!

I feel a wetness on my abdomen. Taking his fingers out of my mouth, I look down. He has come on me. His stickiness covers my abdomen. I hold his very fingers which were in my mouth until now, smear them with his cum, and start licking them. Slowly. My other hand reaches out for his hardened cock, brushing over the tip, stroking and jerking it. His moans get louder. I can't be the only one screaming out here. I squeeze his balls, making him yelp. We are exploring all sounds tonight.

Just as I think it would end at the same speed, he increases his speed. The thrusts get faster and deeper. I think I feel his prostate on my tip. He must be getting the arousal of his life. "Do you like it?"

His back arched, he chuckles. "It's the exact length. Fits perfectly. Reaches exactly where it should."

"Meant to be?"

He does not answer. We lasted well over five minutes. Both of us have come. He rises a bit to let my cock come out of his hole, and lies down on me. He gives me a kiss. "Maybe." The uncertainty in his eyes and voice hurts me. My words would be of no consolation to him. He'll need affirmative action from my side.

He still is not done. He goes down between my legs, and takes off my condom yet again. I know what's coming. My cock is in his mouth. He is slithering his tongue around it, taking my entire length in, and leaving his saliva on it. At the same time, his hands are engaged with my balls. I grab his hair. He squeezes them. I might come faster at this rate. Barely two minutes pass before I spurt in his mouth. I hear a sound. Gurgling? I don't know. My warmth all in his mouth. Once I am done, and so is he, he crawls back up. 

We stare at each other for a while. We are both sweaty and sticky. The next course of action is obvious.

We are sitting in the bathtub of his room. He is sitting behind me. I feel his cock against my tailbone. It is hard. He will go on the entire night if I allow him to. I do not mind, but for a second-timer like me, this was enough.

I did sleep with a guy a decade ago while I was in the USA. It was a drunken mistake after a club party. Can't even call it drunken since I am pretty sure I was drugged. I don't remember the face of that guy correctly. I had to get myself tested for STDs after that. I kept getting the test every three months for the next two years just to be sure. I was ashamed of the situation- enough to not tell anyone about it. I couldn't lodge a complaint either, lest it come out and cause a problem for the company's image. 

I feel drowsy. I feel myself slipping into sleep, and in the bathtub too. He grabs me--by my crotch--and pulls be back up. His hand remains on my cock, still playing, stroking, jerking it. I feel his thumb hovering over the tip. I reckon I would come again in the bathtub. I fall asleep, in his arms. I have no energy for conversation.

The next morning, I wake up. We are both naked, lying on his bed. I find the sheets to be different from the previous night. His head is against my chest, and my arms around him. I feel his breath on my chest. I move a bit, but his hands have grabbed me tightly around my waist. They automatically pull me closer to him. He adjusts his legs, and his lips touch my nipple. I find myself going hard down there. The bare minimum and I am aroused. I am indeed, horny. For him, I am.

There's a bang on the door. Loud enough to wake up neighbours too. Dhruv wakes up, looking half sleepy, but ethereal nevertheless. We wear our clothes and he opens the door. Jagat storms in, landing a hard punch on Dhruv's face. Dhruv falls down, his lip busted and bleeding.

"What are you-", I start.

Tara enters and looks at me sternly. "We are going home. Now."

I look at Dhruv, who looks away. I know he is about to cry. I can't let them insult him anymore. I'd rather go home and deal with it myself. "Okay.", I tell them. I head out of the room, ensuring that I push Jagat aside before that.

An hour later, we are in the car. Mayank is driving Jagat, Tara, and me to the airport. Palak would wrap up things and reach Mumbai by tonight. There is pin-drop silence in the car.

"What were you thinking?", Jagat asks me.

"I am not answerable to you.", I say.

"Then answer me. I am your sister.", Tara says.

"Not to you either.", I retort angrily. "What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

"Our businesses ... The stocks would plummet if this gets out. Don't you know it is an important time for us with our new ventures?"

"So what?"

"So what? This cannot be real. You are really out of it, aren't you?"

"Why is everything all about business?"

"We were born in this family..."

"Is that it? Just because of my birth, am I not to have the freedom to choose the person I marry?"

"The country does not recognize same-sex marriages."

"Cannot be deterrent enough."

"Why don't you grow up?"

"I am the oldest among all the people here."

"Doesn't show in your behaviour."

"Just leave, okay? And let me go back."

"That ain't happening.

"We are reaching nowhere with your arguments. Stop being typical siblings and head im the correct direct. You are not to meet Dhruv anymore.", Jagat tells me. How dare he try disciplining me!

"I will see him as much as I want to. I promised to deal with things well this time around."

"Don't make promises you cannot keep.", Tara tells me.

"Then with what authority did you promise my hand to Yashika?", I ask her.

"The adults did. It was good for both businesses."

"This is why we get nowhere. All thanks to stupid business deals in name of marriages."

"They are not stupid. A lot of money is involved-", Jagat begins.

"So take your money and be off.", I yell. There's silemce in the car. I make eye contact with Mayank through the rear view mirror.

"Yashika is flying down tomorrow. You are getting engaged next week. That's it.", Tara tells me after a while.

I look at her, aghast. She gives no response, no explanation, no expression, no emotion.

I look out of the window. I blink away my tears.