Sometimes a straight man just needs a faggot to fuck hard so he can get rid of all his frustrations. Remember what you see down here is between us.”...��Yes sir,” Londarrien agreed.That had been the extent of their discussion. Londarrien could see that his uncle seemed to have much more fun with the sissy boys than the women.“What the hell are you doing,” Hampton sneered jolting the rising basketball star back to reality.“This,” Londarrien said lunging towards him and kissing his neck.“What. "I have to make supports and stuff for Jackie's signs, sometimes" Mark said, "So it helps to have everything nice and handy."They had left Horton's sled outside the garage door before they started for town earlier in the morning; now, Mark opened the door, letting the fresh breeze of early summer blow in. It smelt warm and refreshing, full of life. The two carried the sled inside, and set it on a pair of sawhorses. "Going to have to get some rawhide," Mark said. "I don't know where we'd get. I reached over and placed my hand on his forehead. Maybe he had a temperature. Caleb reached out and grabbed my arm. Don’t go, he said. He pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly with his arms. I don’t want you to go, He said again. I was shocked, but somewhat relieved. I didn’t want to go either. “I was playing sick,” Caleb whispered in my ear, and then he kissed my ear, and then kissed down the side of my face till he reached my mouth. We kissed for what seemed like only minutes, but. I thought that maybe she wished she could take the question back."It's OK," she said. "You don't have to answer. That wasn't fair. I mean, I'm almost 15 but that's still too young. I shouldn't have asked. I just ... I just..." she trailed off, obviously thinking about where this whole conversation had gone in a few short minutes."You just what?" I asked, probably because I didn't know what else to say."I just like the idea. That's all." The idea of what?" I asked, stupidly not leaving the issue.