Thoughts raced through myhead: *What if he tells someone later? What if he is just k**ding and isn'tgay or bi or anything? What if I'm too scared? Wha... if? What if?***I had my t-shirt off. There was almost no real hair on my upper body, justthe fine light hairs that most boys have. I moved for my pajama pants. Icould see the look of anticipation on his face by the dim light of theflashlight propped against his sleeping bag. My hands pulled the pants downand I stepped out of them, standing in my. We haven't heard of any problemswith them yet. Would you like me to get Dan to load it foryou?" Yes, I think that's the one I will go with," I replied.She yelled at Dan to bring one up to the front while Imoved with her to the checkout.She rang up the sale, I paid, and then we waited in anuncomfortable silence for Dan to bring the grill. I couldtell she wanted to ask about my unique endowment, butcouldn't quite bring herself to do it.Dan finally brought the grill up, and stumbled mightily ashis. Or small mouth, for that matter - but even with all my faggot cocksucking skills, I still can't take him all inside my mouth.My ass pussy? an entire other story - I can take 11" of fat cock inside alright: I'm a gay fag sissy cock whore, after all - everyone's bitch and my pure joy is to be on my fours, spread wide and banged (hard) by REAL men.And that's exactly what Rodrigo proceeded to do, while the third guy - white guy, slender, with a lovely curved, horny, hard 8" dick presented itself in. I began to taste that familiar salty taste of a man’s pre-cum entering my mouth. As an expert cock sucker I knew just what to do. I put Doc. Pete’s sensitive head of his cock and sucked it really hard. Doc. Pete groaned and he shot jets of his hot sperm into my mouth. Some of his sperm landed on my face. I looked up at him and opened my mouth to show him the mouthful of cum he had given me. Without flinching, I gulped every drop of his jism down my throat. Doc. Pete fell back exhausted and said.