” Was all she said as she began to unbutton his pants for me. I reached forward to help by pulling his zipper down and she finished by pushing his p...nts down to the floor—leaving only his tight underwear as a covering for his long hard cock. “Pull down his briefs Chris, and unleash his cock,” Lisa ordered. I reached up and placed my fingers inside his waistband, pulling them down, allowing his pretty penis to pop out before my face. Lisa reached around him and took his cock in her hand,. And so I began at the very beginning.I was born a boy, eight years after my sister arrived, and more years after my three big brothers. I was a small child growing up and I simply adored and wanted to be like my big sister who unfortunately got to babysit me more often than not.We lived in a provincial town, where attitudes were at least thirty years behind. Boys were boy and girls were girls, and you did not dare to challenge that belief. I was going to be brought up as a boy no matter what.I. Finally she jacked me off and my first hot spurt shot over her head onto the wall. She called me one day as I was about to go for a run. I ran six miles a day around one of the city's two airports. She asked me to stop by her condo at the end of my run. No problem. A little over an hour later I’m banging on her door, knowing that I was going to be doing some banging of a different sort pretty soon. She answered the door in a bathrobe. Who was I to complain? She took my hand and led me to the. Names, jobs, likes and dislikes, all that meaningless bullshit people talk about together. I said something funny andwhile she was laughing, I reached over under the table to pat her thigh, all friendly-like. Mm, I thought, nice, warm, thick legs, soft but not fat... very nice. I left my hand there and took another sip of my drink, shifting a little closer.Dee was wearing a skirt under the table, and my fingertips picked at the edge of it as we chatted about world events or sports or some.