Ami jakhon porer din sakale ghum thek uthlam to dekhlam je anek bela hoe geche. Ghore khoob radur ese geche. Ami amit buke matha rekhe sue achi aar amit aghore ghumoche. Amra dujanyee nengto sue achee. Tarpor ami kal ratreer sab katha mone pore gelo. Amit prothom bar amr guude dhokar agyee nijer pheda phele diyehilo. Tarp por amar khoob jordar choda chudi korechi prathome amit amake bichanate sue diye amar opor chore achcha kore amake chude chilo tar por amake amit gharer mejete char hathe paye rekhe pechon theke amake chude chilo. Ami amar guude hath buliye dekhlam je guud ta besh phule ache aar tar mukhtate besh halka halka baitha korche. Amake uthte dekhe amitr ghum bhenge gelo aar amake bollo, “kire tor ghum eto taratari bhenge geche? Ami bollam, “haan ami ek bar bathroome jabo.”
Ami uthe bathroome giye commode boslam aar hisi korte laglam. Jakhon amar guud theke hishi berochilo amar guude besh shir shir korchilo. Hisi karar por ami jal diye guudta dhute gelam abar bhalam thak jadi amit amar guud ta suknte chai. Ami guudta na dhuee baire beriye elam. Amit sue sue bollo, ekhane amar kache ese bos.” Ami amitr kache giye tar bose parlam. Amit ektu nore sulo aar amake jigesh korlo, “tor kaal ratirey laagey nee to?” ami bollam, “na.” amit bollo, “dekhi!” amit ekta hath amar mukhe aste kore bolate laglo aar aste kore hathta amat mayee aar mayer bota obdi niye elo tar nathta guuder opor nuye gelo. Jakhon amit amar guuder opor hath bulachilo, hatat guuder balete hath bolate bolate bollo, “tor aee jayegaa takay aami naada koray debo. Aajkey.” Ami lajjaye bollam, “dhaaat!” amit amar kothaye kan na diye amar guuder bal niye khelte laglo aar theke theke amar guuder phuto te angul ghoste laglo. Khain por amit amar bagole hath dilo aar abar bollo, “tot eikhatao near kre debo aaj.”
Amit amake tar aro kache tene niye amar mukhe chumu khelo aar amar pithe pachaye hath bolate bolate bollo, “tui khoob bhalo chudtay parish. Aar tor guudtao khoob sundar. Amara bara jakhon tor guude dhoke takhon amar bhisan aram lage.” Ami aro ektu amitr opor uthe amar hathta amitr komore aar tar adha khara hoa barate bolate laglam. Khanik por ami amitr barata besh kore dhore aste aste tar mundi ta khulte aar bando korte laglam. Ami khanik jhunke amitr baratar khola mundi te chumu khelam aar bollam, “aita akta lokhee shona.” ami amitr barata mukhe aste aste chuste laglam aar khanik pore amitr bara theke ami nijer guuder gando aar swad pete syuru korlam. Amitr barata dhire dhire khara hote laglo. Amit amake jigesh korlo, “kee ray. Ekhunee chodabee naakee?” ami bara theke mukh tule bollam, “na, na, ami amni tor barata chuschee.” Ami tar por amitr bara tolaye bichite chumu khelam aar bollam, “ei beechee tei to semen bonay. Eitakai aami bhalo bashee.”
Amra aro kichukhon bichanate shue shue ekjon anno ke ador korlam. Kal rater choda chudir por amar anekta shanto chilam. Khanik por amit gharir dike dekhe bollo, “okay. Ami uthe mukh dhuchee tueo mukh dhue ne. Tar porami giye kichu breakfast niye aschee.” Amit aage bichana thke uthe nengto hoeye bathroome gelo tabe darza khola chere dilo. Amit giye commode te hisi korlo tarpor ami uthe nengto hoeyee bathroome giye brush korte laglam. Amit kichukhom amake ayenate dekhlo tar por amar kache ese amar duto mayee hathe modhhe niye nilo mayee tipte tipte bollo, “tor duto mayee dekle amar khali tipte ichche kore” aar amar mayee tipte tipte amar ghare chumu khete laglo. Amra taratari brush kore nilam. Ami bathroom theke beriye ese amit ke bollam, “amit gharer sab jalna gulo dite hobe aar amader kapor pore nite hobe. Tui amar ekta sari lungee kore pore ne. Amio aekta sari lungee kore pore nichee.” Amit jigesh korlo, “keno?” Ami bollam, “lungee khulte samay lagena aar amar jakhon icheche hobe ami lungir phank theke hath dhukiye tor leorata dhorte parbo.” Amara duto saree ke niye lungeer moto komore joriye nilam. Ami amitr rater chara t-shirt ta porte jachilam. Amit amake mana korlo aar amar kache ese amar khola mayee duto te chumu khelo, tiplo aar tar por amake t-shirt ta poriye dilo. Amar jakhon t-shirt ta pora hoye gelo takhon amit amar pechone ese amake jariye niye bollo, “tor goodtatey akbarr haath diye bhalobeshey nee.” amit hath diye amar guudta ke lungeer opor theke dhore ador korlo aar tar por amake kole tule amake chaire bosiye diye bollo, “nangto koray haath diye tor goodtakay bhalo bashtey chai.”
Amit amar lunger ghanta komor theke khule dilo aar amar lungee ta matite pore gelo. Tar por amit amar hantu duto dhore amar paa duto phank kore dilo aar amar guude aste aste hath bulote laglo. Khinkhon amar guude aar guuder phutote hath bolanor por amit amake chumu khey bollo, “ney eibarey abaar tor lungee ta poray nay.” ami uthe abar lungee take pore nilam. Amar taratari kichu breakfast korlam aar bose bose kal ratrer kotha bolte laglam. Amit amake bollo, “khuku, ami kalker janno bhisan lajja pachee. Kal ami tor guude dhokarbar ageyee amar bara mal chere diyechilo. Tue eto sexy je ami rukhte parinee.” Ami amit ke bollam, “kichhuu hoyee nee. Toke ato bhabhte hobe na. Amar anke bondhu der boy friend ra ei kore. Tara saree saya kholar ageyee nijer mal chere dai aar tader bara aar khara hoe na. Tue to amake tar por chudechis aar khoob bhalo bhave amake ulte palte chudechis.” Amit khanik por amake bollo, “aajke ami toke chan koriye debo.” amit abar amake bollo, “ami toke ek bar noye toke ami du bar chan korabo.” Ami aste kore bollam, “theek ache.” Dhire dhire 12.00 bejalo. Amra uthe kalker bacha kichu khabar garam korlam aar seguloke duto plate sajiye rakhlam. Amit takhon amake bollo, “chal ami toke chan koriye dee.” Ami razi hoye gelam aar amar bag theke jama kapor bar korte laglam. Amit jigesh korlo, “jama kapor ki hobe? Tue chan kore khabar kheye jama kapor porbee?” Amit nijer bag theke shaving kit bar korlo aar lungee khule bathroomer darja khule rekhe bathroome dhuklo aar danriye danriye dhari ta katlo. Ami bichanate bose bose amitr dari kata dekhte laglam. Amitr jakhon dari kata hoye gelo se beriye ese amake bichana theke tene tillo aar amar ga theke t-shirt ta khule phello aar tar por amar komor theke amar lungee ta tan mere khule chure phele dilo. Ami amitr samne takhon udon nengto hoye dariye thaklam. Amit amake dhore bathroome niye gelo.
Bathroome niye giye amit amar sara gaye bhalo kore saban lagiye dilo aar amar mayee te beshi bhalo kore saban lagalo, tiplo, mayeer bota dhore tanlo. Tar por jal diye sab saban dhue dilo bhalo kore. Tar por amit bollo, “eba amar gaye saban lagiye amake chan kora.” Amio amitr sara gaye saban lagalam, bishesh kore amitr barate. Ami amitr barata dhore barar mundi take khule dilam aar tate bhalo kore saban lagiye ghose ghose parishkar kore dilam. Amar tanatani te amitr barata abar lhara hote shuru kore dilo aar ta dekhe ami taratari amitr chan puro kore dilam. Amit chan puro hoye gele amit bathroom theke beriye nijer bag theke ekta anne french niye elo. Ami mone mone bhavlam je amit sab kichu bheve toyer hoye eseche. Bathroome ese amit amake boolo, “hath duto tule danra. Age ami tor duto bagol saf kore dee.” Ami amr hathduto tule danralam. Amit amar due bagole anne frenche lagiye dilo aar kichukhon pore amare amar due bagole jal diye sab chul saf kore dilo. Bagoler chul saf hobar por amit hath diye amar bagole hath diye dekhlo aar bollo, “bah ekebare saf. Tor bagol kato narom. Theek jeno kono bacchar pacha.” Ami bhanhilam je eibare amar guuder number asbe.
Bagol saf korar por amit amake bollo, “chal ghore giye bichanate paa duto phank kore shue por. Eibar ami tor guuder bal gulo saf korbo.” Ami bollam, “naa. Kano? Tor khoob kharaap lagcchey?” amit bollo, “na, amar neda guud bhalo lage.” ami bollam, “na. Please. Lokhee sona. Please amaar goodta kay naydaa korish na. Please.” amit amar dike katmat kore dekhe bollo, “tui neejay jabee na tokay duto thappor meray, hath paa bendhey tor goodtakay nayra kortay hobay?” amit hatat amar hath dhorlo aar amke tante tante ghore giye giye bichanate shuiye dilo. Amit amar hath duto dhore mathar opor kore dilo aar hath diye amar paa duto dhore phanke kore rakhlo. Amit tarpor botol theke besh khanik ta anne french niye amar du payer majhe aar amar guuder balete bhalo kore lagiye dilo. Ami amit ke bollam, “amit amr guuder phutar opor lagas na. Tanahole jala korbe.” amit amake bollo, “tue bhisan katha bolish. Beshi katha bolle ami tor guuder konta dant diye chinre kheye nebo. Tar por tue maza bujhbee.” Khanik por amit jhunke amar guudta bhalo kore deklhte lago je sab bale te anne french legeche kina. Amit jakhon uthe danralo to ami dekhlam je amit barata kahra dulche. Ami bujlam je amar guud niye etokhon khelate amit garam hoyee geche.
Praye das minut pore mitu uthe bathroom theke ek mug jal aar ekta toale niye elo. Tar por amit toyaleta jale bhijiye dhire dhire amar guud theke sab anne french cream tulte laglo. Sab cream uthe jabar por amit amake bollo, “dekh nijer neda guudta bhalo kore dekh. Bahhh eibar tor guudta kato bhalo lagche.” Ami matha tule amar guudta dekhlam. Amar guudta ekebare parishkar aar tar duto phank bhalo bhave delha jachee. Amar bhisan lajja laglo. Ami taratari amar paa duto eker opor ekta diye amar guudta dhaklam aar amit ke bollam, “aamaar khoob lojja korchay.” amit mug ta bathroome rekhe phire ese bollo, “chol ebar toke arekbar chan koriye dee.” Amit amar hath dhore amake tullo aar amake bathroome niye gelo. Bathrrome giye amit amake showerer tolay danr koriye amar sara gaye saban lagiye dilo aar bhalo kore dhue dilo. Saban lagiye dhobar somay amit amar duto bagol bhalo kore dhulo aar bollo, “paa phank koray dara. Aami tor guudta bhalo koray shaban diye porishkar koray dee.” amit jakhon amar guudta jal diye dhuchillo takhon se amar guuder phutota keo bhalo kore dhue dilo. Jakhon amitr hath amar guuder konte te lagchilo takhon ami amit ke bolam, “aah kee hochcey ta kee?” ami dekhte paachilam je amitr barata bhesh bhalo bhave khara hoe jeche. Ami amit ke bolla, “tor barata to khadaa hoye gachchey. Eitakay ami ektu thanda koray dee?” amit bollo, “na, amar ja korar ache amake korte de.” amit amake chan koriye amar puro ga, matha toyale diye puche dilo. Amit nijekeo bhalo bhave puche nilo ar bollo, “chal ebar amar ready hoe nee.”
Amake jakhon amit bathroom theke baire jete bollo, ami ektu abak hoye gelam je amit kono chosa chusi ba choda chudi nakore amake jete bollo. Amar pechne pechne amit bathroom theke beriye ese bollo, “ja. Bichchanaye shuey por.” ami bichnar dike gelam aar amit nijer bag theke ek packet mathon bar kore anlo. Amit makhon ta khulte khulte bollo, “tor chamrata khoob shukiye geche ato saban lagiye lagiye. Ami tor gaye makhon lagiye dite chayee.” Ami bokar moto jiggesh korlam, “tui ki puro gaye makhon lagabee, na kee.” amit gambhir hoye bollo, “daykh ki koree!!” amit chupchap shoe porlam aar amit ekta moistureizer shishi niye elo. Amit amake bollo, “ney eibar upur hoye shue por.” ami jeyee upur holam amit duto balish ene amar peter talaye rekhe dilo. Balisher opor showate amar pachata opor dike hoye thaklo.
Amit kono kotha na bole khanikta moisturizer niye amar ghare, piithe lagate laglo. Amit amar paye peethe aar payer tolaye bhalo kore moisturizer lagiye dilo. Tar por amake bollo, “ektoo bangyer moton sho.” ami theek bujhte parlam na je amit ki chaiyeche aar ami jigesh korlam, “maney?” amit takhon amar duto hantu mure peter dike mure dilo, hath duto tule mathar opore kore dilo aar mathata bichnate lagiye dilo. Amit tar por amar paa duto fank kore dilo. Ebar amar pachata puro khule gelo aar opor dike uthe thaklo. Ami amit ke aste kore bollam, “amit. Kee hochcey ta keee.” amit muukhe angul lagiye bollo, “shhhhh. Aaakey baarey choop thaak. Khaalee mojaa paley awaaj kor.” ami chup kore amitr kotha moton pacha khule opor dike kore thaklam. Amit takhon besh khanik ta moisturizer niye amar duto pachate lagate laglo. Khanik po amitr angul amar ponder phutote ese laglo. Amit khanik ta cream niye amar ponder phutor opor dhallo aar bollo, “tor ponde ami ektu cream lagabo. Aaar taar porey tor pondta aamee chatbo.” ami lajjaye amit ke bollam, “ki hochay ta kee!!” ami bhavte parini je amit amar pond niyeo khela korbe. Ami dekhte pachilam je amitr barata khara hoe lafalafi korche. Ami bhavchilam je amit ajke mar pode nijer bara dhukiye amar pond marbe. Amit amar ponde cream lagate lagate bichana te uthe amar khola ponder pechone boslo aar bollo, “aikhaney boshey tor pachcha massage korlay to tor gooder katche amaar baada ta thakbay na!” Amit abar pacha aar ponde cream ghoshe ghoshe lagate laglo. Jato bar amit amar pachar opor dike cream lagachilo tatobar amitr barar mundita amar rase jab jab kora guuder phutote lagchilo. Ami ek mahilar moton chupchap shiye chilam aar bhavchilam je nijer barata amar kon phutote dhokabe. Jato bar amitr barata amar guuder photote chunchilo amar guud tatobar choda khabar janno dhak dhak kore utchilo aar tar mukhta khabi khacchilo.
Amit jato bar tar barata amar guude choanchilo tatobar amit o “hnnnnn. Sssssss. Oooooh. Sssssss.” korchilo. Amar guud khabi khacchilo aar ami bhavchilam je kakhon amit barata amar guude ek jhatka mere eksonge purota dhukiye debe aar jatokhon na ami bolbo amake ulte palte chudbe. Khanik por amit amake bollo, “sali khankee maagi. Tor shamney eibaar tel lagatey hobay. Aar beshee khon tokay no choodey thaka jabey naa. Shojaa hoye show!” Ami taratari soja hoye shoye porlam tana hole hoyeto amit barata amar guude dhokabar ageye mal chere debe aar amar ras jab jab kora guudta choda khete parbe na. As i turned over, he again said, “baalish ta kay tor pachchar tolaye raakh. Tor good ta ooonchoo koray rakhtey chai.” ami jakhon soja hoye shuelam takhon amit amake bollo, “paa phank koray raakh. Tor good akkebarey kholaa chai amar” aar amar paa duto dhore jatota hoye tatota phank kore dilo. Amit amar dupaer majhe jhubke porlo. Amit taratari amar samner dike bhalo kore cream lagiye dilo aar ebar aar amar maye niye kono khela korlo na. Puro gaye cream laganor por amit khanikta makhon niye amar mayeer bota te lagalo. Ami etokhone khoob garam hoye giyechilam, ami bollam, “aaah. Thama. Amakey chudey dey. Please. Chudey dey.” amit bollo, “tham. Tor maye ar guud ami khaabo. Taar porey chudbo.”
Ami bujhte parchilam je aar amitr rokhar khamota neyee aar taye amit taratari makhon lagachilo. Amit aro makhon niye amar guuder char dhare lagalo. Amar guudta amitr bara ta nebar janno khabee khachilo. Guuder mukhta khulchilo aar bando hochillo. Amit ta dekhe khanikta makhon amar guuder bhetor dhukiye bhalo kore angul char dhare lagalo aar aste kore amar kontate lagate thaklo. Ami soye soye dekhte pachhilam je amitr bara theke ras talkachee. Amit amar guude makhon lagate agate bollo, “ma. Ei nayra guud. Ayto bhalo. Kee bole.” ami aramer chote bollam, “aaaa. Aaaaro. Hmmmmmm. Aaaah oooooooo. Aaaro kor” aar amar guuder jal khaslo. Amar guud jal charchilo bole amar guuder mukhta khulchilo aar bando hochhilo ami amit ke bollam, “amit. Aaamkey angul diye chudey dey. Please.” amit sonfe songe mijer majher angulta amar guude pure dilo aar jore jore amake angul diye chudte laglo. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Ami sukher chote chatpat korchilam. Amar komor apna apni opore uthe amitr angule diye amar guud chodate laglam aar guuder jal khasate laglam. Amar mukh diye ja khishi bhasha berochillo, “chod. Ammakey chod. Aaaahj. Aaamee khankee maagee. Ammakey chod.” guuder jal khose jabar por ami chok bando kore soye thaklam ar amitr khela ta upobhog korte laglam.
Jal khasanor amej ta kete jabar por ami amar paa duto abar bhalo kore khule dilam. Amit takhono amar guude angul dhukiye rekhechillo. Ami amit ke bollam, “bar koray ney.” amit angultake amar guud theke bar kore nilo. Ami chok khullam aar amitr dike takalam. Amit amar pase chup kore bose chillo. Amit amake bollo, “sorry. Ami nijeke rukte parini. Amar barar pheda beriye geche.” ami chok nabiye nicher dike takalam aar deklam je amitr barata mal phele netiye ache aar amar sara pete amitr pheda pore ache. Ami amit ke joriye chumu khelam aar bollam, “amari bhul hoyeche. Amar bola uchit chilo je amar gaye makhon na lagiye amake bhalo kore chude dite.” Amit amake joriye bollo, “ami chaichillam je sakal sakal amar bara theke pheda beriye jak tar por toke ami bhalo kore ulte palte saradin chudbo.” Ami amit ke chumu khete khte bollam, “tui khoob bhalo aar toke ami anek anek bhalobashi.” Amit amake joriye amar opor soye thaklo.
Khanik por uthlo aar amake chumu kheye bollo, “tor mai gulo aar guudta ami khabo.” ami jantam je amar na bolate amit sunbena, tobuo ami meyelii naykame dekhiye bollam, “aa. Please. Aakhon naa.” amit amar katha kane na diye amar hath duto soriye uthe boslo aar bollo, “amar kichu kaj korte ache.” Amit chair utheye ulto kore dining tabler opore raklo jate ki keu aram kore peethe helam diye boste pare. Tar amake bichanate theke uthiye balishta ke ulto chair songe rakhlo aar make uthiye dining table opor bosiye dilo. Ami balishe peeth rekhe bose porlam. Helam diye bosate amar mayee duto besh opore uthe thaklo aar amar paa duto dining table theke niche jhulte thaklo. Amit amar paa duto dhore phank kore dilo aar amar du payer majhe danralo. Amit amar payer majhkhane danriye amake chumu khete khete bollo, “tokaay ami eibarey janabo, jey tokay aamee koto bhalo bashee. Tui amar bon. Akta bhaeyer moton tokay ami eibaar bhalo bashbo.” amit khanikta makhon niye abar amar mayeete lagalo aar jeev bar kore amar mayee theke makhon gulo chatte laglo. Makhon chate te chat te amit jeev diye amar bota te sursuri dite laglo. Ami sukhe pagol hoye jete laglam. Ami sans bando kore nijeke rukhte amit ke bollam, “amit ki korchis ta kee. Bando kar.” Ami amit ke bollam, “tor ja korar ache tai kor na keno? Amake aar sursuri dis na.” Amit takhon amar du payer majhe bose amake bollo, “paa duto aro phank kar.” ami paa duto jatota pari phank kore dilam. Amit amake bollo, “aro phank kor tor paa.” Ami bollam, “aar phank amar duto khule porbe. Paa aar phank hobena.“ amit amar paa dhore aro phank korte laglo. Ami bollam, “na na aar phank koris na, please.”
Amit takhon aro khanik ta makhon niye amar guuder char dhare lagalo. Makhon amar guuder char dhar chara amar thigher bher dikeo lagalo aar amar near guuder oporeo lagalo. Ami bhavchilam je ebar amit amar guuder bhetor angul diye abar amar guuder bhetore makhon lagabe. Kintu amit ta korlo na. Ami sab lajja chere diye amit ke bollam, “amit, please makhon ta amar sara guude laga bhalo kore.” Amit bollo, “danra na, ato baysto hochhis keno.” Ami chok bando kore paa lhank kore bose royilam. Amit ta dekhe bollo, “chok khol aar dekh ami tor guud niye kee kee khela kori.” Ami jakhon chokh khullam takhon amit besh khanikta makhon niye amar guuder duto thont khule bhalo kore amar poner phuto theke guuder bhetore makhon lagate thaklo. Amit makhon lagachillo aar dekhchillo je makhon ta guuder sab jayegaye legeche kina. Ami sukher chote bose bose nijer pond uthiye uthiye khali “hnnnnnnnnn. Ssssssss” kor chilam.
Amar hath duto apna apni amar guude opor chole gelo aar guudta dheke dilo. Ta dekhe amit bollo, “hath oporay rakh.” ami abar amar hath duto amar guud theke sariye nilam aar amar pondta opor dike tule guudta amitr dike kore dilam. Amit takhon abar makhon niye amar kontate lagate suru korlo aar angyl diye amar kontke tante laglo. Amar komtate amityr angul lagar somge somge ami pagol hoye gelam aar bolte laglam, “chudey dey amake. Amit tor banra amar guude dhukiye amake chod.” amit takhon amake bollo, “amar barate tui bhalo kore makhon lagiye de. Makhon lagale amar barata tor guude sarat kore dhukbe aar berobe aar tor khub aram hobe.” Amit barata amar hather kache niye elo aar ami khanikta makhon niye bhalo kore barate lagate suru kore dilam. Ami taratari hath chalachilla kenona amar choda khabar tara chilo. Makhon lagabr por ami barata hathe kore dhore amar guude mukhe set kore dilam. Amit amar komor dhore amake aro khanik ta niche nabiye dilo aar tatae amar guudta theek amit khara baratar samne ese gelo.
Amit taratari nijer khara baratar mundita amar khola guuder opor rekhe aste kore ekta halka thap marlo aar tar barar mundi ta amar guude pkata kore dhuke gelo. Amitr barata amar guude dhoka te ami sukhe bole uthlam, “ooooooh maaa.” amit kintu aar kono katha na bole amar paa duto hathe kore dhore opor dike tule amar guude choto choto tabe taratari thap mere amake chudte laglo. Amitr choda khete khete mone hochillo theek jeno kono kukur kono kutee ke chudche. Amitr thap khete khete amar tal pete kheench dhorte shuru korlo aar ami bujhte parlam je amar guud jal khashae. Ami amar thonth kamre amar pond tule tule amitr barar dhakka gulo amar guude diye khete laglam. Ami guud marate marate bolchilam, “ooooh ma. Amaakey choodey dey. Aamakey chod. Bholo koray chod. Ooooh. Amit aro jore thap mar amar guude. Amar guude anegulo pipre ache tui thap mere mere amar guud phata aajke.” amito amake chudte chudte bolchilo, “kuttiya. Choda. Nay. Chod amaakey chod. Ney amar barata tor guud diye kha guud chodane magi, khali guud marabar sakh. Ney choda aro choda.” minute dui-teen pore amit barata amar guude puro puro dhukiye amar mayee duto du hath diye dhorlo aar tar por barar mal guude dhele dilo. Mal dhalar samay amit bolchilo, “aaaaargh. Hnnnnn. Choda. Chodaa.”
Jakhon amitr pheda glo amar guuder bhetore porchilo to amar guuder bhetor thanda thanda lagchilo amar guuder jala snahto hochillo. Amitr pheda porar sathe sathe amar guuder jal khoslo. Ami amar guuder masho peshi chepe chepe amitr bara theke sab pheda ningre ningre sab bar kare nilam. Khainkhan por amit amar opore dhole shoye porlo aar tar netiye pora barata takhono amar guude dhokano chilo. Ami aste kore amitr komor theke amar duto paa nabiye nilam. Amar takhono sara gaye guuder jal khasonr amez lege chilo. Du teen minut pore amit ektu nore chore uthlo aar tar komor tule abar thap marte chesta korlo. Khanik por amit nore uthlo aar bollo, “tor paa duto diye amar komorta dhor bhalo kore. Ami yoke amni abostha te toke bichana te showabo tate amara choda chudi aram kore ghumute parbo.” Ami amar duto paa diye abar amitr komor jariye nilam aar amit amar komor dhore amake tule bichanate shoye dilo aar amit nije amar opor shoye porlo, eto sab karar somay amitr barata amar guude tetiyee dhokano chilo. Ami amit ke jigesh korlam, “amar ektu ghumote pari?” Amit amake chumu khelo aar amake jariye niye nije amar pase shoye porlo aar barata na bar kore amake joriye royilo. Amra khanik por ghumiye porlam. Jakhon amar ghum bhanglo takhon praye bikel chata baje. Amit takhono barata amr guude dhukiye amake jariye ghumuche. Ami ektu narachara karteyee amitr ghum bhenge gelo.
Amit ghum theke uthe amake joriye amar kapale chumu khelo aar amake bollo, “kire, tui khushi to?” Ami bollam, “haan, kintu…” “kintu kee?” “puro puree khushi noyeee.” “keno tor guud ki bhalo bhave choda hoyenee?” “na, na anar guud khoob bhalo bhave choda hoyeche. Kintu, ami aro aro choda chayee.” Amit bujhlo je bodhaye ami bodh hoye je ami khoob chodane magi. Seyejanno amake bollo, “chinta korish naa. Tokaay ami aaro anyek baar chudbo toke.” amit amake tar katha bolar par duhath diye amar duto paa phank kore tar netano barata amar guud theke bar korlo. Barata amar guud theke plooop awaj kore beriye elo aar amar sara gaye current daure gelo aar ami “aaaeee” bole uthlam. Amit bichana theke uthe daralo. Tar sara gaye makhon lebrano chilo. Amit amake jigesh korlo, “tuee aar ektu shoye chodar moja ta neebee aar amee agey chaan koray nee? Na tuee chaan agey kortey chaash?” Amar takhon khoob jore hishi peyechilo aar sara gaye makhon jab jab korchilo. Tai ami amit ke bollam je ami aage chan korte chaee. Ami hath bariye amit ke booam, “amake tene tol.”
Amit amar hath dhore amake bichana theke tene danr karalo. Ami danarate amar nayee te amar kichu chool ese porlo aar amar paa duto kampte laglo. Amit amar komor dhore amake danr korate korate bollo, “kee rey? Kee holo?” ami dushtumi kore bollam, “paa duto phaank thekay gaychchey aar kee. Aato chudey cheesh.” amit amar katha sune bollo, “dekhee tor guudta phank hoye achchey kee naa.” amit amar komor dhore tule amake choto table opor bosiye dilo. Tabe bosa te amar guudta theek amitr mukher samne ese gelo. Amit amar near guudta bhalo kore phank kore deklo aar tate hath bolate bolate bollo, “hmmmm. Ektu phank hoye achchey. Bodhaye aaro kheday achchey.” amit amar guude chumu khelo aar guudta ke bollo, “shara shomoye khai khai korlay cholay?” tarpor amit amar dike takiye bollo, “ke ray. Ektu tor ayi clit ta kay chatbo naa kee?” ami matha nere na bollam. Amit amar payer gorali dhore amar paa duto phank korlo aar tar por amar guudta ke khule dilo aar nijer jeev bar kore amar guudta aste aste koekbar chete dilo. Ami khushi te pagol hoye amit chule hath bolate bolate amit ke bollam, “please, please korish na. Annnn.” amit jeev diye amar konta chta shuru korlo aar khanik pore jeev diye kontate halka halk dhakka marte laglo. Amar sara gaye kanta diye uthlo aar ami amit ke bollam, “please. Nnnnn. Sssss. Tham, tham.” Amit bujhte parlo je ami sukher chote pagol hoye gechee, tai se ruke amake bollo, “keno? Thambo keno?” Ami kichu na bole chup kore thaklam. Amit amake tule table theke nabiye dilo aar bollo, “ja ebar giye chan kore ne.” Ami bathroome gelam aar chan korte laglam. Sara ga theke mahon tulte besh somay lege gelo. Ami bathroom theke towel jariye beriye elam. Beriye eshe ami lungee aar amitr t-shirt ta porte lagam.
Amit amake dekhe bollo, “ki e tor eto lajja keno? Tor to puro sharir ta ami dekhechi aar bhalo kore chumu kheyechi. Char eto sab kapor chopor, toke nengto dekhte bhalo lage amar.” Ami chup kore danriye amit ke bollam, “assobho chele, khali amake nengto kore dekhte bhalo lage. Amar bujhi lajja kore na?” Amake adha nengto dekhe amit amake bollo, “toke ekhon dekhte daroon lagche. Mone hocche je ekuni toke ek bar chudi.” Ami amit ke bollam, “ja bhag ekhan theke. Ja giye chan kore ne. Sakal theke pete kichu pore nee.” Amar katha sune amit bollo, “okay. Okay. Ami chan korte jachhee. Kintu tui amake kichu khabawar janno eto basto keno? Tui sakal theke ki kheyechis?” Ami bollam, “amar chintar karon hochhee je jate tui thoke abar theke ghumiya na poris. Bujhlee ebar? Ja ebar chan kore ne. Ami dekhi kal ratree theke ki ki khabar ache. Segulo garam korte hobe.” Amit amar katha sune bathroome dukhlo. Das minute amit chan kore bathroom theke beriye elo. Tatokhone amiyo kalker bancha khabar garam kore thala sajiye nilam. Amit kitchen dhuklo aar dekhte laglo ki ki khabar ache. Amit khalo gaye chilo tobe amar ekta sari lungee kore pore chilo. Amit thala dekhe bollo, “bah khoob bhalo.” Ami bollam, “ki bhalo?” Amit bollo, “dutoi. Thalate sajano khabar aar tor khara khara khola mayee duto.” Ami bollam, “babba, ki assobhoo chelere baba. Khali amar nengto sharir dike haan kore dekhte thake.” Amit amake bollo, “darling, amar jakhon ichchee hobe ami takhon tor khola mayee aar guud ami niye nebo. Oi mayee aar guud aar tor noye, ogulo amar. Tui khali nijer sharire amar jaano niye ghurchish.” Ami amit katha sune chup kore gelam aar chup chap khabar dilam aar take bollam, “khabar deya hoyechchey.” amra taratari khabar kheye nilam aar hathe hathe dish guno dhue nilam.
Khabar khabar por bedroome giye bichanata theek korlo. Bichanata amader choda chudir janno lando bhando hoye giye chilo. Tar table aar chair sab theek kore ghorer janla khule dilo. Ghore bairer hawa khelte laglo. Amra balcony te giye boslam aar halka phulka katha bolte laglam. Dhire dhire rasta diye trafficer awaj kome giye bondo hoye gelo. Aas pas barir light off hoye gelo. Ami ghari dekhlam je rat 10.30 bejeche. Amar bolchilam je kirakom kore ami kal bari jabo aar kemon kore amit kolkata asa to lukoiye rakha jaye. Amitr amar janno khub chinta hochillo. Ami khanik bheve bollam, “kal sakal bela tui ekhan theke beriye amader bari jaa. Amar maa toke bolbe je ami amar bandhabir barite giyechee. Takhon tui amar maa ke bolbee je ami khuku niye aschee. Tar por tui amader car niye ese amake bari niye jaa.”
Amit amar kotha sune haan hoye gelo aar bollo, “tui ekta jantor hochiis. Ami kintu eto sundar plan banate partam na. Dekhchi je tui sattee sattee amar songe thake chas. Theek na?” Ami jor golaye bollam, “haan, aar ami tor kach theke choda kheteo chayee.” amit amar katha sune chup kore gelo aar khanik por bollo, “god. Tui sattee sattee ekta chodane magi hochhis. Theek na?” Ami matha nere haan bollam. Amit abar jigesh korlo, “tor guud chodano te kono bishesh style ba asone guud maratae bhaole lage?” Ami amitr prashna sune abak hoye gelam aar matha nere uttar dilam na, kono beshsh style amar matha te neyee. Ami ulte amit ke prashno kotlam, “tor kono bishesh style mathate ache amar guud marbar janno?” Amit bollo, “sattee bolte ki, amar mathate anek kichu ache kintu bhabhchee je bolbo ki na. Amar mone hoye hoeto tui amar katha sune budke jabi aar amar songe subi na. Aar ta hole ami khoob duukho pabo. Thak se sab katha. Theek kina?”
Ami amitr dike takiye bollam, “amit ami tor. Tui amake niye tor ja kushi korte parish. Amonki tui amar gala tao kete dish ami setakeo tor bhalobasha bole nebo. Amit tor mone ja ja ache amar songe korara tui kore ne. Amar janno kichu bhabhish na. Ami tor hochhee aar toree thakbo. Tachara ajker rata amader free sexer sesh rat. Kal theke amra bari chole jabo aar bhabho je amra kee kee kore chilam. Aar bari jabar por tui jakhon amake ekla pabi takhon amake tene kono konaye ba bathroome niye giye amake chumu khabee, ba amar mayee yipe dibe ba kaporer opor theke amar guud khabla bee.” Amit amar kotha sune khanik khan chup kore rayilo tar por bollo, “haan tor sab katha gulo satee sattee.” amit amake chumu khelo khanikkohon dhore aar bollo, “ami aajker sara rat dhore toke chudbo. Toke ektu ghumote debona, kee razi to?” Amadaer eto katha howar por ami bujhte parlam je amar guud theke ras boruno shuru hoye geche. Ami bhabhlam je ami bathroome giye ekbar hishi kore guudta bhalo kore dhue asi. Ami jakhon uthte gelam, amit amake dhore nilo aar bollo, “na, naa, ekon bathroome giye hishi korte parbee na. Ami chayee je tor khoob jore hishi pak aar tor guudta phule phule uthuk. Aar takhon amar barata tor guude dhukle tor guud amar barata chepe chepe dhorbe.” amit tar por uthe giye ek mug jal anlo aar amake jol khete bollo. Amar testao peyechilo aar tai ami besh khanikta jol kheye nilam. Amit amake aro jol khete bollo aara ami aro jo; kheye nilam.
Baire balcony te bose thandar janno amar ebar jore hishi peye gelo. Jakhon ami aar thakte parlam na takhon ami amit ke bollam, “darling, amar khoob jore hishi peyeche. Amake jete de.” Amit amar deke na takiye bollo, “na, ami toke ekhon bathroome jete debona.” Amit amake chair theke uthiye bedroome niye gelo aar ghorer sab jalna aar dorza baodo kore dilo. Tarpor amar bag theke duto saree bar kore bichanate emon bhave patlo je bichanar du dike saree khaink ta kore kotke raoyilo. Ami amitr sab karbar dekhe abol houe gachilam aar sara ratrer kotha bhavte bhavte garam hochchillam. Jakhon amitr sab kichu guchono hoye gelo takhon amit amake bollo, “khuku. Ayey, tokay chumu khetey khetey puro puri nangto koray dee.” aei bole amit amar sara mukhe, pithe chumu khete laglo. Chumu khete khete amit amar pacha tipte laglo. Amio amit ke chumu khete laglam aar tar pacha tipte laglam. Amit khanik pore amar mukhta khule amar mukhe nijer jeev dhukiye dilo aar amar jeev ta chuste laglo. Amit dhire dhire amar kandhe chumu khete khete aro nicher dike nablo. Kintu amar t-shirt ta oke badha dilo. Amit aste kore bollo, “t-shirt ta khue phele de” aar aste kore amar t-shirt ta khule phele dilo. T-shirt ta khule diye amit amar komor joriye dhorlo aar amar mayeer botate chumu khete laglo. Amar sara ga theke agum berote laglo aar bhavchilam je amake taratari bichanate phele khoob kore chude dik.
Ami amitr kach theke khabar janno pagol hoye jachillam tobe bujhchilam je amit amake tar khushi motom chudbe. Amit amake aste kore bichanar kache niye gelo aar amake bichanate bosiye dilo aar bollo, “tor duto maayee chushbo and chaatbo.” ami bujhte parchilam je amito amake chudbar janno garam hoye geche aar tar barata amar guude dhokbar janno khara hoye geche. Ami amar hath ta aste kore niche kore lungeer opor theke amitr barata dhorlam aar tar opor hath bolate laglam. Amit amake jigesh korlo, “tor amar bara ta chaiyee, na?” Ami bollam, “haan aar eii muhurte.” amit bollo, “hmmmmm” aar amake chumu khete laglo aar amar mayee duto gayer jore tipte laglo. Ami amit barata lungeer bhetor theke bar kore nilam aar nicher dike jhunke barar munfee te chumu khelam. Amit amake jigesh korlo, “ki ray. Aamar baar chushbee na kee?” ami kono uttar na diye ami amitr lungee ta khule phele dilam. Amit ekhon amar samne puro puree nengto hoye gelo. Ami amar hat diye amitr duto bichee dhore amitr barata mukhe dhukiye chuste laglam. Amitr bara theke ras charchilo aar tar mon matan gandho te ami pagol hoye jachillam. Ami amitr bara theke beruno ras ta ke jeev diye chete puro barata mukhe dhikiye chuste laglam. Amit sukhe hissiye uthlo. Ekbar jakho ami amitr barata amar mukh theke barkorlam aar amit ke bollam, “amar ekta mayee tep aar annota jore jore chos.” Amit amar katha sune amar mayee tipte aar chuste laglo aar ami abar barata amar mukhe dhukiye chuste aar chatete shuru korlam. Amar barata chosate amit pagol hoye jachillo aar amar mukhe thap marte shuru korlo.
Ami amit barar jal amar mukhe bhetor chachilam na. Ami chayechilam je amitr barar jal amar guude bhetor poruk aar ami amit ke bollam, “tor semen amar guudey dey.” amit amake tene tule danr karalo aar bollo, “tor lungee ta khulay dey.” amit amar lungeer gantta khule dilo aar lungee ta amar paa beye maitete pore gelo. Ebar amitr samne puro ulongo hoye darichila. Iamit amake nengto kore du pa pechone giye amar puro ulongo sharir ta khuntiye khuntiye dekhte laglo boshesh kore amar near guudta ke. Amit amake duhathe tule bichanate shoye dilo aar matite pora saree niye amar hath duto mathar opor kore bendhe dilo. Hath bandhar por amit amake bollo, “tor hath duto bendhey tor mayee teepbo aar guudey chumu khabo.” ami kintu choda khabar janno pagol hoye jachillam. Dhire dhire amit amar ekta mayee aste aste tipte laglo aar anno mayee ta ke mukhe niye chuste laglo. Aste mayee tepa jore jore shuru korlo aar anno hath ta niye guuder opor raklo. Angule diye amit amar guuder cherata te aste aste ragrate shuru korlo. Ami amit ke bollam, “paa phank koray, amar guudey aangul dhukiye dey.” amit intu amar katha sunlona. Ami bichanate chatfat korte laglam. Amit ebar uthe amar pyer majhkhane ese amr guude chumu khete laglo. Amiter hath guno amar nayee chatkachilo. Khanik por amit amake bollo, “tor haath bandha aachchey. Aibaar tor paa jor koray phank korey, tor guudtakay chatbo.” amit amader chdochudir somay nijer katha rakhchilo. Ebar amit jhunke amar paa fank kore amar pachar niche hath dhukiye amar pacha ta unchoo kore nijer mujher amar guudta kore nilo. Amar paa duto amiter du kandher du dike jhule royilo. Pacha ta tolate amar komor benke gelo aar ami amit ke bollam, “aaah keee hochchey taa kee?” amit kichhu bollo na. Amit tar jeev diye amar guudtake chata shuru kore dilo. Aamr hath duto opore bandha chilo amar pacha duto bichanatheke tola chilo aar paa phank kore amit amar guud chatchilo. Amit jeev diye amar konta ta keo chata shuru korlo. Ami sukher chote pagol hoye jachillam aar amar guud theke sukher dheu uthe amar mataha te bari marchilo. “aaaaaeeeee. Oooooh. R,,,,,o,,,,,o,,,,,k, th,,,,,a,,,,,a,,,,m. Oooooh maaa.” du minute poreyee amar guuder jal beriye porlo. Amit kintu amake charlo na, se jeev diye guuder kontake chata jari rakhlo. Ami bollam, “please st-o-o-o-op. Please.” amar sara gaye guuder jal khasar sukh bhore gelo. Ami bichanate chatfat korchilam aar bolchilam, “amakey chod. Please amakey chude dey.” amit amake bichanate shoeye diye amar mukhe chumu khete laglo. Chumu khete khete amit amar hath duto khule dilo aar seyee saree diye amar duto hantu bendhe dilo. Ami jigesh korlam, “kee hochchey taa kee?” ami amake bollo, “tor duto paa phank korey opore kore bendhchee tar par toke bhalo kore tariye tariye chudbo.”
Amit ebar duto payer majhkhane jhunke bollo, “nay ayee bara ta kay dhoray neejakay chudiye nay.” ami hath niche kore amiter barata dan hath diye dhorey naam hath diye amar guuder phuto ta khule barata amar guuder mukhe lagiye dilam. Amit amar komorer dudike hath rekhe nijer komor nabiye barata amar khola guude bhetor char char kore dhukiye dilo. Ami nich thke amit ke bollam, “dey, dey tor barata amar guude bhore dey. Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh maaaaa. Amar guudta bhore gelo” amit eibar amake jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglo aar amio nich theke pond tule tule amiter thap khete laglam. Amit kakhono lamba lamaba thap marchilo, kakhono choto aar taratari thap marchilo, kakhono kakhono komor ghuriye ghuriye gol gol thap marchilo abar kakhono kakhono thap marte marte barata guuder bhetor puro puri dhukiye chepe dhochilo. Ami nich theke ponda dite dite guude amiter thap nichillam aar bolchillam, “aaah. Oooooh. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. Nnnn. Chod shala, bon choda haramjada mar mar nijer boner guud bhalo kore mar.” amar pond tola aar nonra katha bolate amit khub garom hoye gelo aar amake jordar thap chudte thaklo. Amier barata ebar amar guude puro puri dhukchilo aar bar hochillo aar amar guud theke pakat pakat pakat awaj bar hochillo. Ami guud chodanor sukhe pagol hoye amit ke duhate joriye dhorlam aar bollam, “kee re kemon lagche nijer boner guude bara khelate?” Khoob bhalo lagche na? Chod chod amar guud chude chude guudtake phatiye dey.” Khanik pore amar tal pet aar guudta dhak dhak kore uthlo aar bujhte parlam je amar guuder jal khosbe. Ami taiee jore jore pond tola dite dite bolte thaklam, “aahh ooohhhhh hnnnnn ugghh uunhgg aarrrgg oohhh uunnuuhrgg oohhhh”. Amiter duto holbichee amar ponde dhakka marchilo aar ta theke phuuth, phuuth, phuuth, phuuth awaj bar hochillo. Amit dant mukhe khichiye amake chudchilo. Khanik khon chodbar por amit barata amar guude theshe bara jal diye amar guudta ke bhore dilo. Amio guuder jal songe songe chere dilam. Pheda charbar por amit amar opore khanik khon chup kore pore royilo tarpor puch kore netano barata guude theke tene bar kore amar paa duto khule dilo.
Paa kholar por ami paa duto neche nabiye soja korlam. Paa duto besh tan tan korchilo. Ami uthe bose dekhlam je amiter barata netano holeo dhak dhak korche aar bujhlam je amiter ekhuno choda puro hoye nee aar amit amake aro chudbe. Amio chaichilam je amit amake aro chuduk. Ami hath bariye amiter barata dhore nilam aar tar mundee ta khule mundee te amar hath bulote laglam. Khoob taratari amiter barata abar khara hoye gelo aar se amake bollo, “oth, uthe upur hoye shoye por tokay eibarey kukurer moton chudbo.” amit amake bichanate char hathe paye kore dilo aar barata amar khola guuder mukhe rakhlo. Tar por amit amar duto pacha dhore guuder bhetor barata dhukiye dilo aar amar pacha gulote thappar marte marte pechon theke amake chudte laglo. Amar kukurer moton kore guud chodate khoob bhalo lagchilo. Amit kakhono kakhono hath bariye amar duto jhulonto mayee gulo tipchilo aar jor jor thap mere mere amake chudchilo. Khanik pore amar guud aabar theke jol khasalo aar guuder bhetor barata chepe dhorlo. Amar duee thigh te batha korchilo aar tai mi bichanate mukhe rekhe shoye porlam. Amit kintu kukurer motom choda chudite ekhono bara jal chare nee. Khanik por amit amake matite danr korabar chesta korlo kintu ami danrate parlam na. Eto bar guuder jal khasate amar khoob kamjor lagchilo. Amar sara gaa ghame bhije giyechilo aar amar paa duto kamp chillo.
Amit amake kono rakome tule table bosiye dilo aar amar hath duto pechone kore dilo jate ami pechon dike na pore jayee. Amit eibar amar duto paa nijer kandhe opor tule barata amar guude bhetor ek jhata mere dhukiye dilo. Bara dhokanor por amit amake jor jor thap mere chudte thaklo aar tar mukh diye “aarghh, uuuhhggh, aarrgghh, unnggrrhh” awaj berochillo. Ami table shoya absthaye amiter barata amar guude bhetor obdi dhuke amar uteruse dhakka marchilo. Praye 30-40 ta thap marar por amit barata guud theke bar kore amake tule mate te bosalo aar nije shoye pore amake tene nijer barar opor bosiye dilo. Amit opor bara gantha hoye bose ami komor tule tule amit ke chute shuru korlam aar amit niche shoye shoye amar duto mayee duhathe niye kachlate laglo. Ami thap mere amit ke chudte chidte bujhte paorlam je amuter bara ta amar guuder bhetore aste lafache mane eibar amit nijer pheda diye amar guudta ke dhobe. Amar mukh theke khali, “uurrngh aarrgghn rajaaaa ooouuiiii maaaa” berochillo aar amit khali bolchilo, “khuku. Darling khuku. Chod amake chod. Guud diye amar barata ke chod.” khanik por amit pheda chere dilo. Ami amiter opor pore gelam aar take joriye niye amar guuder jal chere dilam.
Praye ek ghanta ghumobar por amar chok khule gelo. Ami gharir dike dekhlam je sakal 4.00 bejeche. Ami abar ghumiye porlam. Jakhon sakal bela chokh khullo to dekhlam je 9.00 bejeche. Amar sara gaye aar bishesh kore amar paa duto te bhison batha korchilo. Hath diye dekhlam je amar guudta besh phule ache aar tan tan korche. Amra shoye shoye praye 11.00 obdi katha bolte laglam. Amit amake bollo je pujor chuti te kharagpure jete aar tar songe hostele thakte. Amit uthe porlo aar amio uthe porlam. Amit amake bollo je jatokhan se na jaye ami jeno nengto hoye thakee. Amit taratari toyeree hoye gelo aar amar kapale, mukhe, chokhe, galaye, mayee te, guude chumu kheye amake bollo, “ami ekhon tor bari jachhee aar tar tui chole aye. Aaj rate toke ami chade niye giye chudbo. Tui toyeree thakis. Bujhlee?” Ami matha nere haan bollam aar amit ke chumu kheye bollam, “tui ekta chodon baj chele. Tor barata ke kakhono bishram nebe na?” Amit amar mayee tipe guud khable chole gelo aar amio bathroome dhuklam. Bathroome dhokar age ami khanikta jal garam kore nilam jate guudta ke senk dewa jaye. Karon aaj rate amint amake abar chudbe, ki jani guuder ki obostha hobe?
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