"This discussion was an almost weekly event. My problem started when I wasabout 13 years old and had been getting gradually worse ever since. I'mnow ...6 and there has been no improvement over this period whatsoever.My problem? You may well have guessed by this time and you would almostcertainly be right.I suffer from gynecomastia. I'm a boy with boobs!I know it's not that uncommon. Lots of boys go through a phase of growinga small pair of breasts which then disappear in the vast majority. As soon as they were naked, Jen knelt between my knees and proceeded to give me the best blowjob I could remember.I was torn. I couldn’t decide whether to watch her suckle my cock or to look at Ashley. Both of them were more beautiful than any girl I’d had in the past. They were in great physical shape and their tits and asses were incredible. The blonde at my knees wasn’t even the best looking of this pair, even though she was a beauty.Jen was shaved and her slit showed bright pink as I gazed. She smiled and said, "I'll try not to hurt you."When she brought over the syringe, I held my arm out to one side but pointed down. When she stopped at my side, my hand was on her right hip. I cupped her buttock in my hand as she lifted the needle and pierced my arm. I barely felt the prick but I sure could feel her ass. As she pulled the needle out, she hesitated so I dipped my hand and ran it down the crack in her ass, gently pulling on the bottoms of the two globes. She patted my upper thigh. Guests were already gathering while I was still at home dressing. Miss Ann was telling the hostess, Mistress Marilynne, about her sister's new baby girl. "She was so adorable that I wished I had one of my own. In fact, I brought some special toys to make myself one to play with tonight. Do you know anyone coming alone that I could trap?"Mistress Marilynne suggested that I (Brenda) would be a good choice and deserved a severely humiliating time. She added that I should be made to beg for the.