Bike ride to my friend

I arrived at Pratik's doorstep to take him on a bike ride. He opened the door wearing only a towel, and I noticed his eyes lingered on my shorts and vest.

"Wow, Priti, you look sexy in those shorts," he said, but before he could finish his sentence, his towel slipped, and he was standing there completely naked.

I quickly told him to put on his underwear, but he was too nervous to do it himself. So, I went to his drawer and handed him his underwear, but his hands were shaking.

"Please put this on me, Priti. I'm too nervous," he begged.
I could see that he was really struggling, so I took the underwear from him and put it on myself. As I did, I noticed that his backside was dirty, and I couldn't help but scold him.

"You filthy dog! You need to clean yourself up! No girl will want to be with you if you're dirty down there," I told him firmly.

Pratik began to cry, and I realized I had been too harsh. I took him to the bathroom and helped him clean himself up. As I was washing him, my hand accidentally brushed against his dick, and I couldn't help but comment.

"You have a huge dick, Pratik. Any girl would be lucky to have you, but you need to keep yourself clean," I said, trying to make him feel better.

After I helped him get dressed, I pushed my shorts down to show him my ass, and he smiled for the first time since I arrived.

"Come on, let's go for a ride," I said, pulling my shorts back up and leading him out the door.

As we rode through the city, I could see Pratik relaxing and enjoying himself. I knew I had done the right thing by helping him, and I was happy to see him smiling again.

"Thanks for being such a good friend, Priti," he said as we parked the bike.

"Anytime, Pratik. That's what friends are for," I replied, smiling back at him.