He’d run from a foster family, or to be more specific their son, who’d made his young life a misery. He didn’t want to go into all that though, ...o he turned the tables. ‘Why’d you leave?’ Aldo laughed quietly, an odd little sound that Xavier might have said was nervous if he could imagine that the handsome Italian was prey to such a failing. ‘Ah you know…’ He sighed and shrugged his shoulders expressively. ‘I was the youngest boy in a big, big family. All my brothers, father, uncles were big,. I wanted to see how far I could take this, so I put on a pair shorts and went outside. I stood underneath my dining room window and smoked a cigarette. I acted as if I was looking around to see if anyone was coming. I then pulled my shorts down around my ankles. There I stood naked with my sorts around my ankles masturbating in broad daylight. Pre-cum started to drip from the head of my dick. I put some on my finger and sucked it off. Just then I saw out of the corner of my. I'd be grateful if you let me know if you put it on a web site. There are a few conditions though: please don't alter the text or remove my name from it. Also, if you're archiving it somewhere it would be a good thing if you put it alongside JALS and the third and final story in the series, Rosebud (which is nearing completion and should be out in a week or two).------------------------------------------------------------------The usual disclaimer things:This story deals with transgender. You don’t need to have sex with anyone else when I am here. ”Are You out of your mind, she screamed. You are my son and I will never have sex with you. How the hell you even thought about it. I love you like a son. You know how wrong it will be. And if anyone got to know I won’t be able to show my face to anyone. I am ok without sex. Don’t you ever talk to me about it?Mom, calm down, please. I know it’s morally wrong and we should not do it. But you love me and I love you, why cannot we have.