." I said, wiping at my puffy eyes with shaky hands. Carla pulledout a white handkerchief seemingly out of nowhere and handed it to me. Inodded a than... you, dabbed away at my face for a moment and continued."...But it's such a silly question. I'm a guy. I'm not supposed to likekissing other guys, and I never wanted to before. And yet, I did. And...and... and I can't stop thinking about how wonderful that moment felt.How obviously wrong, yet torturously sweet that kiss was. I fully lostcontrol. Reaching the station and getting a ticket for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual. Today the difference was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of medium height with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flat stomach. A clinging pair of jeans covered his lower body but unlike many of the other young men in the. .. until right that moment."Yep, exactly." I nodded. Cheryl had moved away shortly after that incident, and Max had never been told why she dumped him ... until earlier in the week. I made sure he needed to keep his cool until tonight though. Somehow, some way, we all managed to keep word from getting out that something major was going down on Prom Night involving Tyrone.Kellie got a huge grin on her face as she got my meaning. "You told Max, didn't you?"I just nodded and smiled smugly. I. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some objects. I then pulled the video camera out of my draw. I walked back into my bedroom and there was Louise with one of my T-shirts mopping up the blood. ‘You split my pussy lips at the top of my cunt. It isn’t too painful but my tits hurt like fuck.’ ‘We ain’t finished yet.’ I pulled the 18-inch cucumber out my bag. ‘I won’t fit!’ ‘So we can try.’ ‘9 inches is the most i’ve had in me.’ I grabbed her. Kissed her and threw her onto my bed. She struggled.