I could tell he had a nice buzz going. He asked me if I could help him gather the shot glasses people left in his garage. I was buzzed myself, and hap...py to help. As soon as we stepped into his garage, he immediately grabbed me and started kissing me. He put his hand down my shorts and started playing with my dick, which was already throbbing. I did NOT push him away because I was enjoying his hands all over me, and his tongue down my throat. We heard footsteps coming so we quickly gathered. Dad threw up his hands, capitulating before an argument even started."I would never go out like this, you know that, and if anyone came by I'd change." No, no. That's fine Mother," Dad kept backpedaling. "You're right. You should be comfortable in your own home and we're all family here." Oh, Drew. Really!" Mom was mad and turned away. Dad looked a me and ducked his head with a quick smile as if to say, 'Told you so.'I looked at Mom, still tossing things around the counter, her breasts bouncing. You literally wouldn't know what to do with a girl if you got one.You think your best hope is to keep your head down and ignore the slurs and shoves and hope to survive senior year. Maybe college will be populated with more enlightened folk. Or at least ones less likely to humiliate and haze you. Maybe you'll even meet a girl that is into shorter guys that are a little on the scrawny side, who just might be described as slightly androgynous, and who think 'size' doesn't matter. All you have to. "I thought it was the end of my troubles. I woke up, and they were gone."Blonde noted the tone of her words - it was clear that the story was painful to her. "But?"Auburn laughed at the way Blonde had caught on. "But when I woke up the next morning, they were back. And bigger!" She saw Blonde's eyes widen. "Yup. Bigger. And not a sign of any incisions or scar or anything." I bet you freaked out again."Auburn nodded with a laugh. "That's not the half of it. I went back to the doctor,.