Day with friend

In the morning light, I went to his door
A ride on the bike, we'd planned before
But when he opened, I saw his skin
And felt the heat rise, as he looked in

"Wow Sakshi, you look so fine,"
He said, as I laughed, feeling divine
But then his towel fell, I saw it all
And he stood naked, making me feel small

He apologized, for the sight he made
And I told him to put some clothes on, to aid
But he was too nervous, to do it alone
So I helped him, with a kind tone

I gave him underwear, and helped him put it on
And when I touched his backside, something was wrong
His ass was dirty, and I was angry
I scolded him, and made him see

"You have a nice and huge dick to impress your girl,
But your ass is dirty, it makes my heart whirl,"
I showed him how to clean, and then he cried
I realized, perhaps, I was too harsh, and tried
To make him smile, to enjoy our ride
And when we returned, he hugged me, feeling alive

"Thanks for helping me, Sakshi," he said
"You're a good friend," I nodded my head

And so we ended our day, with laughter and glee
With a friendship that grew, for him and for me.