Then I got back up and went to my bagto find something, anything that would keep me warm. Nothing. It's themiddle of summer. I didn't have a sweats...irt or anything. I hooked mybra and threw on the yoga pants I normally wear home. Then I sat backdown and tried to stop shaking. I opened a beer.Jack hung up the phone. "What the fuck are you doing? Your next onecould be here any second." Jack," I was all fucked up. "I can't. I can't do it." What do you mean?" he asked. "You have to. . Myfamily, at least, thinks I'm a girl. So I'm going to go home, go tosleep, and hopefully tomorrow think of something to do."And with that, Darren walked off, the click-click-click of his heelsreceding into the distance.Sam and Joe watched him go. Sam stood up, and started to walk away. "Where are you going man?" Joe heard his throaty voice ask, and hatedit. Sam turned back to him, shaking his red locks out of his face. "I'm going home, Joe. What the fuck else am I going to do!" . "Yes, it's amazing. I feel....!" I replied with, but before I could end she turned back to sliding my cock back within the tight firm grip of her wet lips that locked around the ridge of my cock.She lowered her head down once more, taking my cock closer within her mouth, sliding across her tongue as it licked the saliva upon the foreskin and head of my cock. Her lips firmly sealed around my cock, not allowing it to escape from her hold upon me."Oh fuck!" I called out softly as my cock slipped. Part 1I awoke on a rainy Paris night with my hard dick ramming into the cheap hotel mattress. I had just arrived from the states earlier that morning and other than buying some gay french porn and jacking off, I had slept the entire day. I thought about getting out the magazines again, but decided I would look for some real cock instead. I quickly dress in tight black jeans and a black t shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my young tone body, shaggy brown hair, and a eager smile.