”“You good, boss!”“Don’t call me that. We’re equals.”“Nah, mane! You da boss.”“I guess,” laughed Shawn.“I’m fah real. You go... shit together. Married. k**. House. I want dat shit!”“You can get it. Just make sure it’s what you really want.”“Bet.”They ordered another round of alcohol.“How often you be goin’ to da gym,” Mario inquired.“Three or four times a week,” shared Shawn.“Damn! You got dat beefed up ass I see.”“What?!?!?!”“Calm down, boss. I’m just saying you built an’ shit.”“Thanks I. And now I can give you a kiss for your birthday she said… and leaning over to me offering her lovely lips I was soon kissing her with deep and excited passion, she moved away smiling and simply said… and now the main present, she felt over my jeans and yes my cock was rigid, unbuttoning the top and zipping down she put her hand inside my jockeys and wanked me resuming the kissing.She asked me to stand and she removed my shoes socks jeans and pants, taking the tip into her mouth for my first. "No mom, it's Sean." Sean! Oh baby Sean, are you okay?" Yeah mom, I shifted into this girl I know, Megan." She's not your girlfriend, is she?" No, mom," I said, looking at Megan, hoping she didn't hear the question.My mom had been a strict muslim mother before the Shift and I didn't wanther to hate Megan immediately."Well, why not?"I sat, stunned at the question my mother had just asked me. When she'dfound out my brother had a girlfriend, she'd flipped shit. I figured thiswould be the. He slipped it off of my shoulders, and I tossed it carelessly off the bed. His hands on my skin felt like they were setting me on fire, and burning trails followed his finger tips down my neck and shoulders, across my abdomen, and up my back. He struggled momentarily with my bra, and then gave a breathless, embarrassed laugh when I unclipped it at the front. It joined my shirt on the floor, and he pressed me back onto the bed, halting the kiss long enough to look me over, lust evident on his.