If you want something just ask for it.” I bit my lip. “And if I want more than I can get?” I murmured, turned my attention back to the can in my...hand. “Without asking you'll never find out, will you?” I just shook my head. Clearly not, but I could keep my hopes, my fantasies.He got up, stretched himself. “If I had not asked you this morning I would still wonder how you looked naked.” “Who knows?” I grinned, though my heart skipped a beat. This was the first time this was mentioned. He mentioned. This is why I was soo happy and excited to finally have my own space, with a proper locking door and thick walls. In a city that I could finally reinvent myself and be me.Having a safe space to dress up and play with my toys whenever I please, or even go out, dressed how I want, being who I want to be.It was about this time in my life that I began to phase out of exclusively liking femboys like myself, and began feeling more and more attraction to real masculine men. Don't get me wrong, I still. Ashley watched intensely when she noticed that Kellan had not yet removed her panties. Kellan then again rose and walked over to the table of sex toys.Instead of reaching for one of them he reached into what seemed to be a drawer and pulled out a bottle of heating lubrication.Kellan walked back to the side of the bed. Slowly he began to massage her breasts,pinching her nipples softly. Ashley moaned lightly. With the warmth becoming more and moreintense it sent shivers throughout her body.. I did so quickly and then followed him behind some tall creosote and mesquite to a small clearing. There were bottles and rubbers and other signs of activity there and I was well acquainted with the spot. He turned toward me as we reached the inner sanctum of the brush and I could see the outline of his cock pressing against his jeans. It was getting dark but I could see he was a man in need. I approached, plopped my foam knee pad down on the ground in front of his feet and sunk to my knees. I.