M., dressed and did some stretching. At exactly 8 o'clock, I walked down the aisle to the octagon. There I met my opponent. He was "Dr. Ray." He was a...nice looking guy, rather tall but not studly or highly muscled.The octagon was bigger than I thought it would be. There was a king-sized bed in middle, with a dark blue fitted sheet on it. Large digital clocks hung on the back walls. What was really jarring was a clock directly above the bed, so someone on their back could read it. It read. Maybe what you need to do is to go all in."I was panicked. Could Pat tell I was a crossdresser? How should Irespond to that? I had never told anyone. I didn?t know what to say."Think about it. You are on edge because everyone can tell immediatelythat you are guy wearing girl things. What if they had to really lookclose to tell? Wouldn?t that put you more at ease? And Sarah has toldme that you are always commenting on all the cute and fun Disney girl?sclothes and accessories." I don?t. " That's right," Brian interrupted. "You let him know, Frank. Tell'im you don't need him anymore."Frank's brow creased, his grip on the rifle becoming increasingly nervous as Brian Martin's grip tightened, as if he were becoming excited over what was supposed to happen next. Frank took in a deep breath, released it, and then found himself with half a smile that found very odd on his mouth given his current predicament. "I can't do that," he finally said, still looking at Sam. "Because I don't. He let out a long sigh. He braced my head with his second hand. We quickly got into a fast pace. His breathing became more erratic. His knees bent, legs slightly trembling. I started moving my tongue more along the base of his cock and is passed over my tongue. He lunged forward at my throat hard. I bounced off but kept the head in my mouth his hands still held my head firmly. I ran my tongue all over it. I kissed it. I closed my lips over the whole head and sucked hard. He groaned and pulled.