It's just that I'm not gay, or even bi. I'm not attracted to other dudes, but I'm not gonna turn down money and a blowjob just cause the person sucki...g my dick has a hairy chest."On screen, Chris was shoving his dick up a black guy's ass. And I felt the blood start to flow in my jeans. And coincidentally, that's when Chris asked to see my cock. I was embarrassed, because it was half hard, but that might have been for the best. Chris, like the producer, was impressed.He reached forward and. The room felt empty. He sat until his sense of time warped and kept drifting and he realized he was thirsty.His eyes were still closed when he heard Nikki calling from somewhere else in the house."Stone! Stone! I need your help with something."He finally opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He needed something to drink. Either coffee or whiskey. He still had to teach at the center later, so coffee would have to suffice for now."Stooooone."There was a sing-song tone in her voice this time. He. “You could turn around and show me your butt.”“Oh, I could, huh?” she said. “Will that get you off…if I turn around and show you my ass?”“Mmm, yes please.”“Oh,” she said, smiling openly. “I like it when you say please. Go on, little boy. Say ‘please Mom, may I look at your ass?’”Hearing her sexy, commanding voice, with its air of implicit power, prompted the increased rhythm of my hand, as I looked up, begging with enthusiasm. “Please, Mom,” I said earnestly. “Please, may I look at your. Also, through a fast paced montage of images and words complex knowledgeabout computers, previous missions, and the hard suits was starting tobecome common to me. Even simple girl knowledge, such as how to go tothe toilet as a girl and proper sanitation crept into my brain. I wasbecoming her mentally as well!This change was also affecting my attitude as feelings of immaturity andperkiness re-worked my brain. "Oh!" I found myself childishly groaningas my looked down at my body "It's not fair! I.