Once in a while one of my friends my age would come around and acting kinda shy would finally get around to wanting a blow job. I would go for it and ...hen they would be gone. I accepted that behavior and eventually I had a long list of guys that would come around once or twice a week for a blow job. When I turned 14, one of my former buddies, Neal, showed up at my back door and asked if we could go to the store. I told him had no money and he said that was OK. I felt he wanted something else,. The cloak had been looking into his eyes when he asked, and Cyril took this for his dismissal by the unknown figure. He did not stop running (south, as the case may be) until he came upon the ruins of what appeared to be a camp of mercenaries – dead mercenaries. Stopping to view the uniforms of the fallen soldiers, Cyril understood what he was looking at and screamed. * * * A guttural yell pierced through the coming dawn, and Alek tracked it down. The sound emanated from a man of no more than. A little further...I was gladthe dildo was flexible. And...there it went. I had negotiated thebend. Does it get easier with time, I wondered. When Doris entersme, will she be able to manage that bend?Ah, but now it was sliding smoothly in, and the filled feelingsuddenly turned into a pleasant fullness. I've read so manystories in which the pain of being taken suddenly turned topleasure, and I had never believed it. Too facile by half. Butthat was what was happening to me. To say that the pain. And look me in the eyes while youdo!" Both the words and the strength in her command thrilled me, and I ofcourse obeyed, looking in her level gray eyes.."I am a naughty little sissy slut wearing girls' clothes. I need my mommyto punish me, please." Hmmmmmmmm," she spoke slowly. "I'm not completely sure you're my littleboy, but little boy or little girl, you are mine, and I will punish youjust as you deserve." She drained her tea, which Tonya had refilledtwice, and set the glass firmly on.