‘Once I swore I would never drink at sea, only in port. For a few years, yes. But then after the first disappearance on my watch… it started to go...too far. There was a woman… in Lisbon. Waitress… so young. Too young for me. But she brought me drink after drink and soon enough I realized she was not charging me, and soon after that I had her in my lap. I look her away with me, but at the last moment, in my room, she started crying, she’d changed her mind, she did not want to be a whore… I was. He (let’s call him Tom) pulled into the driveway about 5 minutes after I got out. Since this being my first m2m experience, my heart was pounding. I let him in and shut the door. He started to rub my crotch, making my semi stiff cock jump in anticipation. I grabbed his hand and we went to my room. I closed the door, lights off, and the only thing visible was being lit by moonlight. I sat down on by recliner and pulled off my pants and Tom happily helped. This guy couldn’t wait any longer and he. “Baby, that’s hot, that is some hot shit,” said Robert. “Cock on cock is sure a way to get a couple of guys ready to poke on in.” Now Kevin had gotten Alana open enough so that he was starting inward with his dick. Alana stopped her licking as she felt this new and unique sensation. At first, only the head disappeared inward, but gradually Kevin slowly, slowly pushed further, his balls slapping against Alana’s firm ass. With very few words—these guys had been a team before—the three of them. “I won’t tell anyone else. But Sierra knows a lot about sissies. She’s told me lots of stories about her experiences with them, so I told her about you. Oh, and I knew about you even before you guys came up here, and I’ve seen you at work since I’ve known. And you never suspected that any of us knew. So it will probably stay that way, as long as you don’t piss the guys off.”“Or us,” added Sierra. “Also, from here on out, we’ll refer to you appropriately as ‘she’ or ‘her’, because we know you.