I reach up and hold you by your hips. You gently place your hands on mine and start to grind against me. Another low moan echoes softly through our ro...m. I growl ever softly knowing how much you like it. Your eyes are closed and you rock faster moaning and gasping. Your hand move from mine as you start to squeeze and kneed your breast. I start to get a bit frustrated. I try to lift up off my lap, but you lock your knees to my hips preventing it. My cock throbbing, rock hard, and wanting to be. What could Jack do. His sexual desire for his little brother was about to boil over. “Okay, Jamie,” he said with a catch in his breath as he raised the sheet to allow Jamie in beside him.Like an energetic little puppy, Jamie scooted beneath the sheets and snuggled up close to his brother. He put his slender arm across Jack's chest and held his face up to be kissed. His brief clad loins were directly against Jack's hip and he could feel his slender cock hardening against him.Jack cupped Jamie's. Finally, you will do as I say while in my care. Any disobedience or misbehavior will be dealt with as swiftly and painfully as today.”My butt cheeks winced a little at this last statement, but I said, "Thank you for being so understanding. I accept the rules and will try to be a well-behaved girl.”Carol and Karen overslept the following Saturday morning so were surprised to find me there, en femme: complete with a long wig. I now looked like a girl rather than a boy in a dress. They were. "Oh boy, do you need a shave," she said. Greg smiled at her. Megan said, "Why did you call me 'baby girl?'"Greg smiled again. "I don't know," he said, "it just seems right somehow." It's what my dad called me." Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up sad memories." No, no, it's all right. I like you to call me that. It makes me feel loved and protected."Greg grinned at her and stroked her little breast. "Just as long as you don't call me 'daddy.'" Don't worry. I know that you're not my father..