I answered the call and held it to my ear.“Bec? What’s wrong? What happened? Are you hurt? Is Dad hurt?”I opened my mouth to answer but no words...came out. Typical! Just when I needed it the most, my voice ran away and hid. I hadn’t realized how much Dad being upset had gotten to me. I guess I’d been struggling all morning so it didn’t take much to push me over the edge.“Bec? Are you there?”I pulled the cell phone away from my ear and stared at it. Phones aren’t so useful when your voice isn’t. “Not you, but Xavier, Becca ... the black members of the crew, as it were. Especially Xavier. Becca is a lesser issue, which is good, because she has shown little interest in staying with them. She is more attached to us than ever. Same with Kylie Anne and Kelly Rae, but they are her sisters. They wanted me to stick around, too, but I have work to do. A lot more than you mortals seem to understand.“Anyway, this is farewell. It has been nice while it lasted, but all good things ... and bad. I did not realize the big-dick shemale had positioned herself behind me until I felt that big dick stretching my asshole. When his head borke through, it hurt. I think he knew because he paused before he started pushing into me again. When he started pushing his dick again, I thought I was oging to rip into two pieces. He finally put all of that huge dick in me and I started sucking my friend again. It was sensory overload to have a dick in each hole.The tranny pulled her dick almost all the. I would wear jockstraps a lot, not just at bookstores. I loved the feeling of my ass being “framed”. I would visit adult bookstores and bend over pretending to look at a magazine or video knowing guys would look at the top of my jock. I even got some smiles and a couple pats. I would wear shorts with no underwear and “accidentally” expose myself.. I even got brave once and wore my wife's stirrup pantyhose under some sweats. Again, I would find ways to slightly expose this while looking around.