Sure. I mean, I like looking at one cock while I play with myself, two would be even better. And if you and he... you know... do something, well it's ...K with me." Frankly I was hoping they would, I was turned on at the thought of watching them, but I didn't want to make it sound like I wanted them to put on a sex show for me.Steve looked thoughtful, then said "OK, I'll talk to him about it."He called me a few days later, and we set something up for Sunday afternoon. The three of us went for a. People just go feminine or masculineand change because it's expected. Switch the whole gender idea and theexpectations don't disappear.Myself, I just felt like myself, struggling through my changing body asI made sure that I spent my time studying. I would at least be able toprepare for my future.That's what I was doing when I felt a strange pain that travelled up mypelvis. I'd been going to the proper doctor and paid attention. HonestlyI did skip a few of the classes that I needed to take, but. My cock was like a piston, slamming in and out, our bodies making slapping noises, he was groaning, grunting, I would not last long pumping him this hard, I was so close, my cock right on the edge of shooting its payload,"Fuck I'm cumming."He grabbed his own cock, stroked it three maybe four times,"Fuck me harder, Make me cum, Oh Fuck, your fucking me so hard."His cock blasted so much cum.I collapsed on top of the man from exhaustion, I leaned in kissed him. I pulled out, grabbing my towel, I. He jumped with surprise and twirled around in his chair, grabbing me by the waist. “You sneaker! You little shoe!” he exclaimed as he glared playfully at me, his large hands tightening their grip on my waist. “You were zoning!” I cried, desperate to save myself from what I knew was coming. Then I saw the look, the devilish gleam in his eyes, and I knew I was done for. He tickled me mercilessly, grinning as I whimpered and giggled and squirmed under his hands. It wasn’t fair, he was only.