To my right is another big dude, tall, taller than anyone here, as tallas Daisy and with hair as black as her. They must grow them big inwhatever stat... they are from.Behind me is Dirk, my Dirk, still with a smile on his face."Hey babe," he says. "What are you up to?" Just hanging around," I say.His cock is still safely tucked into its chastity. I am safe from beginfucked, unlike my feminized friends."Dirk!" the announcer says. "We can't let the other sissies have allthe fun. You want Kitty to. She moaned and looked at my erect cock, jutting smugly beneath my pants. As I continued to manipulate her tits, she slowly pulled on my fly. She fished my rod from by briefs and my proud penis sprang forth as she removed it from the confines of my clothing. I began moaning slightly as she took my cock into her mouth. Only the head at first, and softly, very softly. Slowly, deftly Sarah sucked more and more of me into her mouth. Without allowing me to slip from her lips, she hiked up her. The look my own wife gave the guy the second before she dashed into their hotel room for the afternoon could do nothing other than confirm it. A piece of me died just then. As the door to that hotel room closed, coldness surrounded my heart, refusing to hear the doubts over what I had seen. The only voice I had heard was that of the Reverend Douglas Baker as he uttered those words on our wedding day – to forsake all others. A thought occurred to me and I started to laugh. I actually laughed so. Still image cameras, video cameras, and lighting were set up in the town house. I walked in and was made welcome. They wanted me to meet with the producer who was busy shooting test shots with another guy from the party, so I hung out, chatted and waited.The producer finished with a real lean twink, and came over and introduced himself. He said I could pose for some pics, see how it works, and take it from there. We went into the bedroom and he started directing me. Take off your cap and.