She was looking at meintently.I turned away."Michael... you know I love you, don't you?" Yes..." Did you hear what I said? If this is what... turns yo... on..." Shehesitated, waiting for my reply but I couldn't answer her at first. I wasstill a little traumatised at my long-kept secret having been discoveredafter all this time."Ddoes it turn you on?" she repeated."Yes!" I replied, at last."Do you... want to be a woman?" No, of course not!" I probably answered her question a little toohastily,. It made my pleasure to go up. I was about to come out. He said to control it. I said ok. He asked if I wanted to feel his dick. I said ok. He took off his lungi and placed my hands on his dick. It was hard and long when I felt it. It was longer than mine I would say. I stroke him and he was enjoying it. He asked me to fuck him. He said he wants to get fucked in the ass or likes to fuck someone in the ass. He even said he likes to fuck his wife in the ass. I said I never tired it and I didn’t. It was obvious that Ashley had too much to drink, and I wasn’t about to let her drive home that way. Unfortunately, the bar at the courts closed before she was ready to drive home. After we left she tried to convince me that she was fine to drive home, but I knew she wasn’t, so I invited her over to my truck to blow into the breathalyzer that I keep in there. It was approaching midnight, and we all wanted to go home, but she blew into the breathalyzer. The screen read 1.6 BAC, or blood alcohol. Despite the friendly chat, my cock was swollen in my jeans and his occasional glances at it was driving me wild inside.As our cups emptied and you can feel the sexual tension in the room, he reached over and caressed my leg, the tips of his fingers tracing my cock head. I moaned softly and I felt a lustful smile cross my lips. He stood up, looking me in the eyes and said, "I can't take anymore, I have to have you." as he leaned down and his lips started to touch mine.I'd never kissed a man.