Sure, on first look, you appear masculine, but with every action you undertake from that point forward, you make people doubt that you're not a wo...man." Thanks. But sometimes I wonder if that's enough." That's part of what I wanted to talk to you about. Whether you realize it or not, you were a big help to Theresa. I'd like to thank you. If there's any surgery you want, any medical procedure at all, I will pay for it." Thanks, but I can't do surgery. I have a severe allergy to . Well, it always weirded me out, the thought of having something that came out of the end of a guy's dick squirt in my mouth.This time was different though. I was in a really naughty mood. The guy (Brian, a pal of one of my girl friends) let me and my friend crash at his place to save us a long walk a back home late at night. When we got there, he put a porno on and my girl friend disappeared off to the bedroom five minutes later to fuck his roommate. Me and Brian watched the blowjob movie. He stiffened and pulled me hard against him as he came shooting his load inside me. He pulled his cock out of me and it was quickly replaced by another as the next man started fucking me from the rear. I felt the balls of the man whose cock was in my mouth tighten as he too reached orgasm and shot his load down the back of my throat. When he pulled away, the man fucking me from behind pulled out and turned me onto my back. I now had my legs high and wide open, held by the ankles as he. By myself. The supply room was all nice and by itself. My desk might have shared space with everything the entire battalion might need, but at least none of the stuff could talk. It could give you long, prying looks and speculative whispers. There were no conspiratorial come-on-you-can-tell-me grins. Just me, the dust, and tons of the Army’s finest leftovers. Even Jones was asking questions. As if I would tell anyone what was going on. And that was the hardest part. I hated being by myself. I.