"How did you know that I was gay?" What's your name? Mine is Mrs. Holden." I'm Jared Johnson, Ma'am", he said formally. Under the circumstances I was ...amused by the formality. After all I was spread naked in front of him and he was in the process of working a condom over his enraged dick."Jared, honey, I suspected it as soon as you opened your mouth. Don't tell me that Tommy doesn't know!" No, Mrs. Holden. Tommy thinks I'm doing this because I've always wanted to make it with an older white. Ripping into my gaping shit hole until I felt his cock expanding and throbbing deep inside me as scalding hot jets of sperm came shooting out of his cock filling my anal cavity with his sweet warm sperm. His pulsating cock was emptying his hot cum into me as my asshole milked and squeezed every last drop of his sperm from his cock. He fell forward on me. I could hear his breath coming in ragged deep gulps. As I whispered mm that was so intense and crazy and we both kinda giggled then laughed. I was born male. With all physical parts in tact. But there was something deeper which was unfathomable. I was a very lovable sweet k** just entering fourth grade. I studied in an all boys school. On the out set I knew I was a bit different from the others. I had to much love and care than what a similar aged young boy would do. People thought I was to mature for my sister age. Least did they know how I felt within. Let alone others I too didn't know how I felt until I grew up. An incident. " Miss Peterson moved her body around and pointed. "I must say I was surprised but it didn't really hurt all that much. I guess that's the other reason I didn't say anything." You say the other reason. Was there another?" Most certainly, Sergeant. I'm defiantly not into women." When you say not into women, what do you mean?" I wasn't about to have some dyke female police officer groping and probing around my body."I paused and looked at Frank. His hint of a smile told me he had seen the same.