"In the next call, she said, "Hey, Ted, it's Holly. You interested in a quick hook-up with me and my step-brother?...Totally serious. He's a cross-dre...ser." A loud squawk ripped out of the phone. Holly smiled and pulled the phone away from her ear. "Great," she said. "Come on over. Just come up to my room."Holly snapped shut the phone and smiled devilishly. "Now the fun is really going to start," she said. "Let's start with a few poses for my photo album." What do you mean?" I asked.Holly. The slight discomfort went away to where I was lightly moaning and enjoying the feelings as she fucked me deeper and faster. With each deep thrust I could feel my male G-Spot being tapped. Pushing my back down she gave it to me balls deep, I could feel the full-length slide in and out, with each thrust hitting my prostate. The pleasure that swept through my body was unbelievable. I began moaning and crying out telling her to fuck me and how good it feels. The more I seemed to enjoy it, the. It would still dripafter sessions like this, pathetic little watery spurts of ejaculate. Hehad watched it wither away, day by day. Half frightened, half elated.Giddy with the process of the transformation she had forced upon him. Shepushed herself up again, one hand returning to push against his back, theother traced a finger across the ink on his thigh. She withdrew the toyjust short of leaving him empty, then left it wavering back and forth inthe entrance of his behind. Slowly at first, then. When I got home, I wrote a little story. The first sense to be awakened as I drove past Riverside Park was the awareness of the sweet smell of grilled onions, mixed with browning meat and popcorn. Then I heard the purr of electric generators servicing a dozen lunch wagons, followed at last by the sounds of music. These all faded into the background as I concentrated on finding a place to park. The curbs of the tree lined streets were filled with all matter of transportation with new vans and.