The loincloth ripped (part 1)
Hello everybody. This story is a RP between me and a friend, Scott_andy. In this story, Mowgli has a little problem: his loincloth is ripped. Shanti is the only one who can help me. But Shanti, realizing the hot situation, takes the opportunity to have fun with Mowgli and his cock. I hope you like it!
Note: In this story, Mowgli and Shanti are 18-year-old. Before each paragraph, you can see a letter: (G) means the paragraph is written by Gatto (me), (S) means the paragraph is written by Scott_andy.
Warning: in this story there are tickling, nudity, and fucking. I've warned you. If you don't like these topics, don't read it.
(G) It was a sunny day in the man village. Mowgli woke up. He removed his bed covers and he watched his naked body. Mowgli loved to sleep naked. He grabbed his red loincloth and he tried to wear it. Mowgli was 18-year-old and he had grown up very well. His body was muscular, and his loincloth (the same he wears when he was a child) was too small for those muscular legs. When Mowgli finally wore his loincloth, he smiled seeing that it could not hide a hot bulge. But it looked like his loincloth didn't want to be "imprisoned" in the loincloth. With a spontaneous erection, Mowgli heard a "riiiiip". Scared, he looked down and he saw his loincloth was ripped. The loincloth didn't fall to the ground (Mowgli was able to wear them), but the tear was evident. Mowgli didn't know what to do: he felt very ashamed for this problem. He looked out of the window and he saw Shanti was walking near his house. He ran to his kitchen and he called Shanti, hoping she could help with his problem.
(S) Shanti was happily walking through the village, ready for the new day ahead. She was planning on what to do, when suddenly she heard a shout coming from her left, it was Mowgli and he looked distressed, holding his crotch and sweating profusely, he was red with embarrassment. Shanti couldn't think what was wrong, so she went over to help "hey Mowgli, what's the problem? She said, noticing now the bulge he was holding in his hands.
(G) Mowgli was red in face. Now Shanti was in front of him, and he was hiding his crotch with his right hand, while he was using the left hand to hold his loincloth. "I... I have a problem! I don't know why, but... my loincloth... my loincloth is ripped! Could you help me, please? You are the only who can help me. My mother scold me and she could throw my red loincloth. I don't want this happen. I'm attached at my loincloth. Please help me! If you help me and you keep the secret, I'll do whatever you want to thank you!". Mowgli was hoping Shanti agreed to help him. He was almost naked in front of his friend, and he hoped she was the only person who knew that embarrassing situation.
(S) Shanti stared at Mowgli's huge bulge, grasped within his hand, her mouth drooling. "Fine okay" she said, walking into the hut. "Just take a seat over there and I'll fix it up for you" she kept staring at Mowgli's cock, wanting to get a better look at it. She grabbed a needle and thread and walked Mowgli over to a chair and kneeled down in front of him, his huge member poking out through his torn loincloth.
(G) Mowgli was really embarrassed, realizing the situation. He thought it was not a good idea to sit on a chair: if someone had entered the room and saw the scene, he would have died of shame. He walked to the table, sitting on the bench (there were two long benches to sit at the table) and covering his lower parts with the cloth table. He removed his loincloth and he passed it to Shanti, realizing that now he was fully naked. Even if it could be a hot situation, Mowgli was embarrassed, and the embarrassment caused the loss of the erection
(S) "I'll get these fixed now" she said, being handed the loincloth, she began to stitch up the loincloth but kept looking down at Mowgli's bulge.
(G) "Please Shanti! Hurry up! Nobody have to see you are repairing my loincloth!". Even if Mowgli's crotch was covered by the table cloth, he used his hand to cover his cock. He hoped Shanti would fix quickly his loincloth.
(S) "Well I need to take measurements so it doesn't rip again" Shanti said going under the table "I promise it won't take long, why don't you start your homework while you're waiting for me to finish" she knelt under the table and moved Mowgli's hand, marveling at his flaccid uncut cock.
(G) Mowgli was red in face: Shanti was hidden under the table and she had moved Mowgli's hand, so she could see his cock. He didn't know what to do, but "do the homework" was a good idea. Maybe it was a good chance to not thinking about that embarrassing situation. Mowgli started doing his homework, letting Shanti would fix his loincloth and "take measures" of his cock.
(S) Shanti took the tape measure and measure around Mowgli's thighs, and eventually his shaft. She did it quickly as to not cause any embarrassment for Mowgli, but she couldn't help but stare at his flaccid dick, it looked so yummy, she knew she wanted to play with it.
(G) Mowgli was doing his homework, and he was too concentrated that he had almost forgotten that Shanti was hidden under the table. But, suddenly, Messua entered in the room and she greeted Mowgli. Mowgli had a heart attack: he didn't know his adoptive mother was in the house. And now he realized the situation: he was naked, Shanti was under the table, close to his cock, and his mother was in the room. He had to remain indifferent, to not suspect his mother. It would be a big shame if she had discovered what was under the table.