Ah, suck it. Suck. Suck!" Peter knew this cock well; had sucked it from a tadpole to the power itwas becoming. Straight. Hard. Bulbous knob. Delicious... to his tongue, hismouth. He sucked hard so hungry for more. His head bobbed as he slurpednoisily. The cock of his son pistoned between his lips. He continued hishard suck. Fuck. He could do this forever. Peter knew that any day now hisson would cum for the first time and he was determined to get it whetherdown his throat or up his ass. Kevin. “That good…its not that what I am thinking about. So how many young men have taken pleasure with you then?”Jenny sat down in the middle of the settee, not allowing much room other than for herself.“Shift along a bit…come on tell Dad all about it?”Jenny moved along allowing room for him to sit.“Well…for a start; there’s only been one young man as you put it!”“So how long have you known him then?” Her father quizzed, with his eyes fixed on her bear knees.“I met him tonight!”“My he’s a fast. Susan was looking at pictures of little girls, some in diapers....Dressing a young man as a girl is easier if you simply think of thatyoung man already as a girl. Dressing a young man as a child is farsimpler if you also consider that young man as a child. Susan thought ofJohn right from the start as both a child and as a girl.John was almost like a new born because he was going to need to be taughta lot of new things. Most of what Susan would teach him is how to look,act and deep down feel. "So what did youmean by not over by a long shot? When do we get to be ourselves again?" Oh you two are grounded indefinitely," smiled his mother. "Militaryschool goes all summer, and you've still got six pageants, three moreweeks of classes and Allie's job as a girl scout summer camp counselorafter that, which will be paying for all these damn dresses! You twowill be learning the lesson of your lives, and then at the end of thesummer, I'll decide if we can flip you back." End of the summer?".