From behind, it looked like I was totally naked. My heart was pounding in my chest and my breathing became shallow and rapid as I pranced down the bea...h. To prevent myself from covering up, I stashed my clothing behind a dune, and resumed my beach walk.Occasionally, I would get judgmental looks from other walkers about the appropriateness of my tiny swim suit but no one came close enough to really see that all my wares were on display. Until someone did. He was a young surfer dude and he made a. We enjoyed being together whether it be going to the movies, a museum, or a day trip up into Manhatten. It was always just the two of us. My father hated the way my mom treated me and believed that it would turn me into "a fag" in his words. When she came into my room in say goodnight, she'd sit on the edge of the bed and we'd talk for a long while. The pajama top she had on was usually unbuttoned far enough that a generous portion of her cleavage was exposed. If I was lucky and she leaned. I didn't want to be there any more! I wanted My Mommy! I knew George felt bad,because He was patting me on my shoulder,telling me how sorry he was when His Daddy came into the den."Here,here...what's going on?" Donny wants to go home." George stammered. I was glad He said it,because I was crying too hard to say a word."Oh. Come here little fella." George's Daddy said then picked me up. He carried me all the way to the bathroom and then sat me down on the toilet.I looked up at He and George. He spent hours talking with me, exciting my mind and body until I knew that we absolutely had to meet in real time.We finally set a day and approximate time for him to come to my home for us to meet. When he arrived, I went out and opened the gates for him to park his car in my yard, closing the gates behind his vehicle and walking back to the steps leading to my front door. As he got out of the car and approached me, I was slightly shocked and taken aback. Wolf’s physical appearance was not at.