They all know me as a gentle, friendly guy. But in private, I'm a closet queer. I don't like to use the word "gay" because I think that word minimizes...what we are; homosexuals. The truth is that I like all things male. I like the looks of a man, his body, his face, and especially, his cock.I have been queer since I was ten years old. When I started masturbating at that age, I didn't fantasize about girls and women. I fantasized about boys and men. I wanted to be around males as much as. 'What?' I wondered. 'What about this weekend could they have heard about?'Not knowing exactly how to respond, I hesitated. Before I could speak, Mr.Morris broke in. "Oh don't be so modest Lee. Regina Rae called me lastnight and told me how you brought Chad to his knees and that he is going tosign a Settlement Agreement on the divorce today." Er, yes," I admitted, not sure how much he actually knew. "That'scorrect." The 'bringing Chad to his knees' comment caused me concern."Well, I can't tell. She touched their enormous shoulders, and behind them, where their backs curved forward to connect to their forward-leaning wolf heads. The fur there was longer, fluffier, like a mane. Ears, shorter than wolf ears, but wider. Again, good for fighting, less likely to get caught. She slipped a hand into Matt’s, and gulped as she stared at the enormous thing utterly dwarfing hers. Eric’s hand was big enough to circle most of Jessy’s waist, when he transformed. This hand probably could circle all. I was better that I had imagined, better than any dream, when we where done she refused to separated, we stood there for some time kissing, caressing, catching up our breath after a while it wasn't lone before I was the one on top of her, never letting my dick out her well moist pussy not even once. I started to pound her again slowly at first, increasing my pace as we got more exited, her legs could not hold for much longer as they started to shriver again, supporting my self with my hands,.