Now the word faggot empowers me. I love being called a faggot and it has become an important part of my identity. I’ve since removed myself from tha... negativity. Starting this year, I’ve acquired more clothes and become more open about who I am. Lots of people have seen me (family/friends) it has made me more confident. Nothing like how I was when I was 13. When they ask me why I have slutty stripper outfits in my closet, I tell them they are mines. They ask why I do it or if I’m gay. I simply. As is tradition, we partied the first night he was out and as we WENT FAST and got our goodies from a nieghborhood source, we were not able to go into town to pick up any of the numerous lady friends' he could be fucking. So we partied by ourselves after a few friends' left around 2 am that early morning after. When all were gone I made us a good sized "SHOT" of our party goodies. He took a shower and when he came out he walked into my bedroom and sat on the bed. His towel was covering his. He said something about working with me but not really much else that made sense." Okay, I could keep some part of the truth from her. I wasn't about to tell Yvonne that Michael had said I was condemned, especially not knowing what he meant by it.Yvonne and I went to claim everyone's baggage while Mandy and Chloe got the car. With everything loaded onto one of those rent-a-carts we got to the booth and waited just as Mandy finish filling out the paperwork. She handed over a credit card and the. I reached down and felt his cock growing hard in my hands as we were making out on his bed. He reached down and was rubbing my now hard cock and said he always wondered what it would be like to have sex with another guy. We went back to kissing and rubbing each other’s cocks. When we started humping each other’s hand I knew I wanted to suck his cock. I reached down and undid his pants and pulled them and his underwear down just far enough for me to pull his cock out. I admired his.