Though he never let the others know, he often kissed me sweetly on the lips, as he sometimes snuck into my bunk when the others were asleep. His stami...na, and the thickness of his fudge cycle colored cock always caused my own cock to erupt all over his smooth, firm belly and chest. I'd always lick him clean when we were through, and often we'd lie in my bunk and hold each other as long as possible. He made me moan in ecstasy, and always left my hot love canal content and well satisfied. I think. To him it felt like he had an extension of his ass hecouldn't feel anything there. His breasts seemed to be always in the wayas he seemed to sob harder each time he accidentally brushed up againstone. A complete sense of hopelessness filled his soul as he could notthink of a way to ever be normal again. When he had a moment of claritywaves of memories of his time as Whitney filled his thoughts. Kenny ranquickly to the washroom as he started to remember what he had done asWhitney. It wasn't the. Them and their son Jack had been coming up here with us for as long as I could remember. Jack was three years older then me, and had always been a funny combination of an older brother to pick on me when I was younger, and as I started to like boys, a crush. But we’d been close. Of course, we were stuck with each other for a few weeks of the summer, we didn’t have much of a choice. Our families had been like one that is until they moved away. My parents and them still talked and tried to stay. Everybody except him saw a star. He had too many scars growing up in Pittsburgh with a macho father and a spiteful mother to establish any real ego. You should have seen the father's face when Barny introduced me to him. It even lessened his prejudice against me being Japanese. I made sure the father realize it wasn't some ruse to convince him of his son's doubted heterosexual inclinations by being quite loud in his boy's bedroom." She giggled."But ... You met with him recently?" asked Lindy..