By now I was shameless, I was ripping his hair in ecstasy and he was digging his nails on to my naked butts. I could feel the climax building up in my...cock, I was feeling giddy with pleasure. My eyes were blacking out as if I am in trance.He slowed down, took my dick out of his mouth for the first time. Semen and saliva were dripping down his chin and my cock. And then with one quick slurp, he wiped all that from my dick. Now he started licking my dick with the tongue. He ran his tongue along. Then I found myself pretendingsomething would happen to me and I would have to wear girl clothes. As Igot older, I got a bit daring and started trying things on that I foundin my Mom's drawers, or a neighbor's if I had a chance. The more I didit, the more I liked it. I often wondered if I should have been born agirl." Oh," Alice was stunned a bit by the last of his confession. "Do youthink about dating men then?" Huh? Oh," Bob realized what he had said, "not really. It's a hard thingto define.. What is she talkingabout?Steven flipped onto his back in the darkness and frowned. His body feltvery strange, sore in places he didn't think had ever been sore before. Hefelt something ticklish, yet rough, rubbing against his shoulders andback. He shook his head, but it as still there. He reached up and touchedit. It felt a lot like Shauni's dreads. Had she been wearing a wig andleft it behind as a memento? It didn't seem likely. Curious, Stevenreached for the lamp and turned it on. He blinked. It wasn’t just that I was asking for one of the male prostitutes who frequently picked up men in this bar that I was hesitant. It was because Max was fourteen, one of the street urchins of Vienna who maintained his existence by selling his body at that early age. There was nothing illegal about a fourteen-year-old agreeing to having sex in Austria. That was the age of consent here. That’s why I was living here. Legal prostitution was licensed, though, and it was highly doubtful a.