He let me play and experiment on his cock, allowing me to test different levels of pressure and different speeds of rubbing. I was like a little kid w...ith a new toy- I wanted to try everything I could, I tickled it and stroked it and massaged the head. When my other hand cupped his balls he grunted and thrust his hips up to meet my hand. I was fascinated by his response and started squeezing and massaging his balls as I stroked his cock. I loved watching his face as well, his eyes were closed. " Holy shit!" When I was sixteen I told him I was gay, a lesbian, and that I'd already been with a girl. It broke his heart that he wasn't my first. But he stuck by me. A few years later, Simon disappeared and Simone showed up and took his place." Oh my God!" "Yeah. The selfish bastard sacrificed himself to stay with me. She didn't mean to, but she locked me into a life with her in a way that's more binding than any fucking marriage." I don't know what to say." You don't have to say anything.. Er..shirt is made of chiffon and isreally soft and the leggings will not chafe. Besides, no one will seeyou except for me. So stop acting like a baby and let me help you getdressed," she chided.He stood there silent wanting to shout out that what she said was nottrue. However, his mind was telling him she was right. At the sametime his mind was telling him that it was not right for a boy to haveto wear such sissy looking clothing."Don't just stand there with your mouth hanging open Peyton. . Lynn's comment reminded me that I wasa boy not long ago.When I was about twelve I delivered the afternoon paper near myneighborhood. The homes I served were much larger than ours. I generallysaw only the women in these houses. One especially caused me to stir.Mrs. Todd always seemed to know just when I'd arrive at the stoop. Iwould open the tall glazed outer door as instructed to assure the paperwouldn't be damaged by any weather. Most days she would open the heavywooden door just as I was.