She shut the door as Ilay on my bed crying. Everything I thought I knew about myself hadbeen a lie. I wasn't macho so much as your average teenage boy... Now, Ihad let another boy hold my hand, and what's worse, I liked it! Billwas tall and strong where I was skinny and not so strong. He would behandsome someday while I would be what? Beautiful? When I undressedall of the girls saw me naked, they accepted me as one of them, but Iwasn't, was I? I had more money than I could spend, but I had. It is just that everytime I begin to orgasm, I completely lose the desireto eat my cum.Well, having failed so many times in my endeavors, Idecided to talk to my girlfriend about this fantasy.Over the years that we have been together, I knew Icould trust her with my kinky fantasy. I figured thatit was a fantasy of mine and if she had no desire topartake in this with me, then it did not need toprogress any further. Nothing ventured, nothinggained, right? The first time I brought it up to her she. I arrived first and the pub was very quiet but warmed by a log burner. I was standing at the bar when Ian walked in and I bought him a drink before we moved to a table and sat.Ian didn’t waste any time. “So, Mark,” he said after taking a sip of his drink, “why did you want this meeting?”“It’s nothing really… well, it is.” I grinned at him. “Ian, I want your permission to have Andrea’s hand in marriage.”“When are you thinking of asking her?”“I don’t really know but I thought I’d ask you first.. “Actually, my boyfriend and I split right before college started. We’d been together a year and we did have sex twice before the split. So no, I am not a virgin.” “That’s news to me. Why didn’t you say anything?” Miranda leaned forward on the table, hands tucked under her chin. Her arms squeezed her breasts together under the lowcut shirt she wore. This made Carly blush more. “I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal,” she said, looking back at her homework. A gentle touch on her wrist.