I'm not gay. And I never went after you. Justlook at me and..." His words trailed off as he realized his appearancedidn't make a good argument for ...im being straight. He finished weakly,"I'm not that way. Maybe a little. But not much." Yeah," Jarrod said. "Well, in the locker room, while all the guyscouldn't believe what you were packing, or not packing, they also spottedyou checking their junk. Including me." I did not," he cried petulantly. "Sure I noticed you. But only. I was momentarily mesmerized and before I could answer Mark spoke up. He told the man that I would like to dance with him. I was puzzled about what had just happened and didn't know what to say. Then the man politely introduced himself as "James." He extended his hand to me. It wasn't offered as a handshake. The palm was up and then I realized he was offering to lead me to the dance floor. I told him my name and said I'd love to dance with him.As we approached the dance floor I noticed that. ” Becky replied. She smiled and did a turn.“I was just going to say, since you’re putting me up and everything and doing my laundry, how about I pay for dinner?” Becky insisted she’d hear nothing of it and reminded me I was her guest. We good-naturedly argued for a few minutes as people in such situations are want to do before I gave way.I went back to my room, finished drying and fixing my hair which I also chose to wear up like my host, and dressed. A few minutes later, Becky, now dressed in. '' Well then he has to loosen up his sissy pussy for you. Like I said I don't want you hurting your beautiful cock when you fuck him. So he'll take his suction dildo and stick in on the full length mirror and get on all fours and push back onto it till it's whole length is up his sissy ass. when he has it all in he'll rock back and forth on it till he's nice and loose for you''.I was trying to picture all this in my mind, sissy fucking himself before I fucked him. I don't mind saying the way.