“OK, so you don’t agree with our lives, but that shouldn’t take away from our brotherhood. You’re my brother and I would take a bullet for you...anytime anywhere.”“Me too, Paul!” Rory added.“OK. OK.” I looked around to be sure no one was within earshot and I looked back in Rory’s eyes. “Rory, the two mule packs are holding almost 160 pounds of gold.”Rory looked stunned. Eyes wide open, mouth open. Head shot forward.“If word got out that we were transporting 160 pounds, we would be up to our asses. He locked the room. Sitting on the toilet bowl, naked but for his pink rubber sissy panties, he stood motionless, trying to tame the desires that emerged in every second. Real desires. HIS inner desires. He had to win; he had to be himself again. "Sissy is your true self". He shook that away. He had to remove those damned panties. But as his fingers touched the shiny material, a hard on took his sissy clitty, and he rubbed himself to orgasm again, drinking all sissy cum and regaining more. He took notice and started to stroke me harder as I did the same to him. My penis felt like it was going to explode. And with that I had reached sensory overload as I experienced my first dry orgasm, and that felt GOOD!!! Coming down from my high, I noticed that my stroking had become more settle on his, and I kicked it up a notch as my friend threw his head back too. I could literally feel his cock start to harden and even thicken more just before he came. He arched his back as a rope of. I answered it and she hung up. I lay there and stroked my already hard dick trying to imagine that Evelyn was in there waiting. I got up walked out into her house nude and slowly peeked around the corner into her room. The outside light was filling the house but her curtains were pulled tight and I could not see anything in her room, it was totally dark. I slowly walked in and allowed my eyes to adjust. I was a nervous wreck and could feel my heart pounding. I made my way to the bed and.