Turning around, I hike my dress just enough to let my cheeks feel the cool night air and smile back at you as I lean against a tree. I hear your zippe...… god I’m sooo ready for this… then feel your hands reach around me, cupping my breasts… then the heat from the head of your cock slips between my legs and searches for the entrance… a quick movement of my hips and I can feel you ease inside me. So nice… you fill me up and I begin to rock to you, grinding against you, letting you fill me up. I. I turned around to thank him and walked straight into his friend, Art.“Don’t wanna hang out with the big boys, huh?” He said in a deep, rough voice. Art was huge. A lineman for the high school football team, Art was currently a bouncer at the club Jack liked to frequent. He used to work construction, which had accounted for several (but not all) of the scars that were scattered around his body. He was a man; strong and scary. It wasn’t attractive, so much… but dangerous and furtive. God only. To maine kaha kisi ko pata nahi chalega wo kehne lagi thik hai aur mere gale lag gayi mai kiss krne hi wala tha k usne rokh liya aur kaha sab log abhi tak soye nahi hai to abhi ghadbad ho jayegi hum abhi ye nahi kr sakte 1 kaam kr raat me der se aa mai door open rakhogi to mai chala gaya phir taqriban 3 baje mai uske room me gaya door open thaWo so gayi thi 1 side se uska bacha so raha tha maine door lock kiya aur piche se usko chipak gaya aur neck p kiss krne laga wo jag gayi aur palat k mere. We had both inherited my father’s small stature and smooth skin. I was short for a boy, and despite several hours in the gym a week, had never grown any muscle, leading to a slim physique. Lastly, since I pretty much never grew hair below my eyebrows, I had resigned myself to remain my effeminate self. Why should I worry about something I could not change ? My little sister was similarly proportioned, though much cuter and her breasts were just starting to bud out, same with her other assets..