“Huh,” was all I could articulately manage. “Do you find me appealing?” Barry asked in serious tone. “Well… I never really thought about i...t. I just always presumed you’re straight… and respected that fact,” I mumbled. “DO… YOU… FIND… ME… APPEALING?” Barry demanded, stressing each word. “I’m really uncomfortable with this… you’re a hunky guy… but… why are you fucking with my head, Barry?” I asked bewildered. “I am just confused as to why you have never told me before,” Barry said, before. As he sat there munching on his burrito, he heard some sounds from behind the boarded up concession stand off to his right….sounds that he definitely recognized as someone getting fucked.Thinking it would be fun to watch from the shadows, Jay snuck off the bleachers and tip toed to a tree just behind the concession stand to take a look. What he saw made his jaw drop – it was his sister, Amber, bent over at the waist, while a guy was fucking her from behind like there was no tomorrow. Amber was. My cock made one more pulse inside her and then I slid out. They wrapped an arm around each other and headed toward the master bedroom. I watched as Doreen's flour coated butt and Sandy's long hair disappeared through the door. There were two bun prints in the flour on the kitchen counter.We made it through the week without mishaps. It was hard work but everyone went at it as if we were being paid to be there. In a way, my casa was being paid, but there wasn't a slacker among the thirty of us. “Do you want to tell me about it?” He asked raising and eyebrow. “Not really” I trailed.“Come here,” he said as he beckoned me towards my bed.We had shared this bed for as long I could remember, especially when I was scared or upset, he would crawl into bed with me wrap his arms around me and tell me everything would be OK. I lay down on the bed next to him, his strong arms enveloped my tiny 5'5 frame.He placed his chin on my head, “Now tell me whats wrong?”“No one likes me,” I started to cry.