“It was around the time of my birthday,” she said.“That was about three months ago. He was away for the day. He stood me up and arrived later wi...h, admittedly, a really great gift. He said he had been with Anna.” She shook her head. “He never said why he had been with Anna, or where they had been, only that they got caught up with some sort of planning.”We sat and talked for over an hour, without touching our coffees. We left a generous tip and walked out, sadder and no wiser than when we. . Say it!" Fuck no!" he snapped back"I said say it," as I thrust harder than I have ever had before.With a big bellow of pleasure he murmured out, "Fuck, I'm a fag, I'm a fag. fuck my little faggot ass!" That's all I needed to hear, "I'm gonna cum in your ass." I came spurt after spurt in his ass, it felt like a volcano erupting into his ass. I just stay there in his ass gasping for air from possibly the most intense orgasm of my life."How'd I feel?" he askedHearing that I almost exploded. He crawled on his hands and knees towards the shoe, his coat trailing on the ground as his cock swung between his legs. He lowered himself onto the shoe, his balls and cock fitting snugly inside the blue suede shoe.“Oh yes, darling,” he groaned as he began to move his hips.His thrusts became faster. He was oblivious to the people who had stopped and stared at him. While his coat protected them from seeing everything, the movements his hips were making were unlikely to be construed as anything. Mr. Oldham and I shook hands but Suzanne hugged me and told me they would call me. "I was just teasing you. I'll come see you play every game," she said, hugging me again, tightly.Mrs. Ford and I played a cat and mouse game all the way to school. We talked about how the weather was changing, the upcoming school week and the Oakdale game. But what was left unsaid hung over us like a cloud that could burst at any moment. She knew that her little boy had lost his cherry and she wanted me to know.