The ones she'd shot of me were damn good! She had a real photographer's eye for posing and lighting. I mean, I thought I was heterosexual, but those s...ots of my oiled dick in various stages of erection were erotic as hell, and the nudes of me were off the charts; even I was getting turned on by them. Somehow she made my dick seem even larger and harder than it actually was.She showed up at nine the next Saturday morning. It wasn't for a client this time. It was just for fun, and fun was what I. I thumbed through the notes I had made upon my return from Crossroads. I felt that I would need to do a few things if I were to go on an adventure and survive it. Since taking any kind of weapon was out of the question I didn't think any kind of weapons training would do me any good either in the alloted time frame. With only two weeks I thought some self defense would definitely be in order. So that was very high on my list. Another high priority was the portal itself. Since I wore my ring all. ”“So what are we now?” Carter felt the need to check.Aron smiled.“Well, what do you think?” he asked.“We’ve been best friends, fuck buddies, roomies...” Carter counted on his fingers. “What’s next?”“Let’s start with the obvious,” Aron spoke. “We are, well, you are a straight guy who got flipped by his gay best friend, and I’m the flipper!”Aron was so pulling his leg right now.“Flipper, huh? I had no idea you had a sense of humor,” Carter pretended to frown, but he began to grin, too.“I don’t.. I love my Mommy, she’s teaching me EVERYTHING! Daddy was dressed like Casual Friday at his work, smelled like Brut (which I like), and he’d shaved, too. We had it all laid out on the table, had the lights out and the candles lit. Mashed potatoes, green beans with those little almond-things, and chicken breasts with some kind of Mexican sauces and mushrooms and green peppers on them. Daddy talked about his day, and Mommy told about ours at the mall. She even mentioned that the dress I was.