The thick hunk of cock-meat reminded her of the dildo she and her mother had used last night. Only this prick was real man-meat-hot, alive, quivering ...nd wet. It felt so much better than the piece of cold latex that had fucked her last night.His bright red cock-head throbbed in her hand and dribbled thick drops of cream from its piss-hole. It wobbled before her like a shining fat spike.She watched as a big gob of goo dripped from the tip and ran slowly down his shaft, trickling on her hot. I saw his eyes dart between my legs and realized they were hanging lazily open. He cocked an eye at me and pressed my knees together. "You can put that away now," he advised. My blush returned in full bloom. I set the water down next to the chair and looked at Michael for a long minute, then over at Colin. Despite my embarrassment I felt... okay with them. We all stared at each other in silence. But I felt no judgement, no evaluation of me. Acceptance. "Well," I said, breaking the pause. "That. "I'm not eatin' that," Norma deadpanned."Yeah," I said, "I think catch and release is better in this case."Norma held the trunks near Bill so he could disentangle them from Norma's hook. Bill dipped the trunks in the water, and rinsed the worst of the mud off of them, then wrung the excess water out of them and threw them on the bottom of the boat."Saving them for later?" I asked with a raised eyebrow."They'll make a fabulous addition to my wardrobe, don't you think?" Bill said.Norma gave Bill. I was awakened to sexual cumming.I started to jerk off regularly. Chuck told me we wished I was girl. I didn't know that guys fucked anything other then the ass. I was naive.I started to steal lingerie off the clothes line. I used the panties to jerk off and would dress up and parade in front of the windows to turn guys on. I wanted to be fucked. But I also wanted to fuck a girl. I was totally conflicted. I knew i liked girls, but I also liked cock. I loved the feel of the warm cock in my hand..