Sam was a big man standing 6 ft 5 and about 310 lbs. but not an once of that was fat. We started working out three days a week to start and we clicked...it was nice to work out at that time as we didn't have to wait to use the machines and the place was practically deserted. Sam and i became fast friends as we got into intense work outs pushing each other past what we thought were are limits. On one such occasion the work out ended and we decided to head off to the sauna and sweat some more and. The hair on his chest, shoulders, and back peeked out of the collar of the shirt. The light glinted off the hair on his arms and legs. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me to him. He moved his head forward. He nuzzled my tank top aside and sucked my nipple into his mouth.I gasped. I was not expecting that. I wrapped my arms tightly around him.He moved to the other nipple. One of his hands went to his crotch. He was playing with his cock through his shorts. Those shorts were so. 'What do you think he would do to you?'Angela probed gently.'I don't know, probably hit me and beat me up for beingsome kind of sissy, I guess.''Michelle, look in the mirror. You are a sissy, but thereare benefits in that. He would never know that you were aboy until he got stripped you down to your pretty littlepanties. By that point, he probably wouldn't care he wouldbe so hot for you.'Her words were spoken softly and soothingly, they calmed medown, but when I looked at the pictures I still. He found though, that the urge to care about such a thing had left his body.He heard the distant sound of glass shattering, and then muffled yelling. He stopped, the rainwater dripping off his forehead and running down his face in long streams. There was silence for a few minutes, and then more yelling, this time from a distinctly feminine voice. A male voice picked up and then he heard the sound of china connecting with a wall.Should he check? Make sure everything was okay? His feet were.