.. why hang the banner in HIS room? And how did they do it without waking him? It was a Saturday, and he had slept in late. So they had probably got a...lot of stuff done. *Oh No! * He thought. *Mom's going to be mad at me for staying up till 4am again *. He proceeded to get out of bed, and walked over to his dresser. As he approached the dresser, Jason thought once again about his secret. Born a boy, he had always felt he was really a girl, and had spent years concealing it. Now, after so many. ." he put a box on the table and unfastened a chain around his neck with a tiny key hooked to it, "This is yours. It's been around my neck for the past ten years." I could feel the warmth of his skin on the metal of the key in my hand. I closed my fist and my eyes wondering what secrets were hiding in that box. My thoughts were interrupted by his warm voice, "I can't answer all the questions until you'll open that box, but I can start telling you a few things."I met Diana in junior year when I. I think the least you can do for his being our camera man is to help him out a little." Then I grabbed the camera and told John to "show her what you're packing." He took off his shirt and pulled off his shorts to his nice hard cock. I had sucked him many times and knew that his cock was well above average. My wife said "Damn that is a nice cock." I pointed the camera at her and said, why don't you help him with a release so he can pay attention? He got close to her, grabbed the back of her. Vicky had lubed the strap-on and was getting into place behind Christina. I could feel Vicky enter her from the pressure on my dick as she slid all the way in. I could feel the strap on against the length of my dick. Suddenly the thing started to shake. The fucking thing was a vibrator. “Oh god, Vicky, that feels sooooo goooood……Fuck my ass hard. Real Hard…….You were right. He is good……..Damn, I feel stuffed. What the hell……Oh Shiitttt…..” I had one hand on Christina’s ass and the other.