The new student was Black and excelled atbasketball.So there Dylan was, still handling costumes, but now about to wear onehimself. He liked to go to ...the wardrobe area when no one else wasaround, just to appreciate the workmanship and design of them. Sometimeshe would hold a mutton-sleeved shirt or pair of breeches up in front ofhimself and admire the effect in one of the full length mirrorsbackstage. He would perch a jaunty cap, perhaps with a long featherprojecting from it, atop his head. Asusual, the sight of the room made him want to puke.When the girls got him outside, the first thing they wanted to do wasplay double dutch jumprope-which unfortunately he knew how to do, sincehe had already spent several summers there with nothing to do but playgirl games. They even expected him to take his turn at the rhymes theysang, enthusiastically encouraged by the two moms. Naturally, he foundthe whole thing extremely humiliating, like any normal masculine boywould. He sincerely hoped. "Y-Yes... I... guessed it was you," she admitted with obvious reluctance. "Please don't be mad at me. I just... didn't want you to stop."There it was. The whole thing was confusing. Maddening. Part of me wanted to storm out, get angry. They had both played me for a fool. Still, there was another way to look at it. I couldn't deny that something, an urge, had awoken in me that night.I was tired of being tricked. So I decided to be the one in control instead. The fact that I had had an erection. WOW! My eyes popped out of my head. He was already 8 inches, cut and thick. I got on my knees and started to stroke him. His cock continued to swell in my hand. Boy he was thick. He turned around and told me to lick his black asshole. I eagerly did, giving it a nice warm wet licking and even tongued inside his hole a bit which made him groan. When he turned around his dick at full mast, 10 inches and over 2 1/2” in diameter with a huge head – my hands could not fit around the base! I.