He started to cry, but couldn't get many tears out. It was over, he'd blown it.He began to think of all the times they'd had together, trying to remem...er what it felt like when she was still his. He hadn't appreciated that feeling enough when he'd had it, he knew. But now it was too late. Jen hated him.He thought back to one Sunday last fall, when they were watching the football game, lying on his bed. They'd been so stressed last fall, with applying to college. They'd fought a lot, about other. "You mean youwant me to wear a frock and high heels?" I spluttered; "No way; the dealis definitively off!" Even through my astonishment and shock I could seetears welling in the two girl's eyes. My reaction was spoiling theirplans. Mary hastened to jump in. "Don't worry" she said, "this is a bigshock for Brian, who has never acknowledged he has a feminine side to hispersonality. I'll take him home now and talk to him. I'm sure everythingwill come out fine in the end". With that she took me by. The evenings always started out the same, Marsha and I would would go talk to Leon and Chilly for a few minutes and then I would begin wondering around the bar trying to decide which of the women in attendance I would invite upstairs that evening.Now you would think that it would be easy to keep track of Leon and Marsha but it was actually quite difficult. The bar was always busy on the weekends and people were always coming and going in and out of the bar. When you saw someone leave the room. To me Dave said, “Get your ass up.” I didn’t have to be told twice. I got on my knees withmy ass up in the air. Jon was sitting off to the side ofus. Dave climbed on the bed behind me and startedfucking me. Jon told me later he could see Dave’s cock,covered with my juices, sliding in and out of me. Dave continued to tell me what a good fuck I was. Iliked it. I wanted to be the best fuck he ever had. Igrunted and moaned with each thrust. It was not longbefore I had my.