He was the very opposite of any 'queer' stereotype - the kind of effeminate, rather flamboyant gays as depicted so often on television and in films. H... was very much a 'man's man' in his habits; he liked his beer, playing poker and most of all he loved sports. He'd even been the captain of the London area school hurling team, a very fast and aggressive Irish Gaelic sport.His late school years were, in ways, the best times of his life. He'd run with a group of friends throughout his West London. ” He said. “Take them off, and play with your pussy. Put two fingers in there for me.”Jason was sitting on a chair, not too far away, and he groaned as Lisa followed Pete’s directions. He took his cock out of his pants and began stroking it slowly with his fist.“Go sit next to her, Jason.” Pete said. Jason did as he was told, sitting right beside his sister. “Lisa, go ahead and give your brother a hand. It’s okay; he won’t mind. Just stroke your hand up and down on it a few times.”Lisa. I was ALWAYS awake but feigned that I was out. Most times, I would get up and just listen thru the door, to afraid to open it and get caught. I could hear the porn and I would stroke my cock imagining her on the couch fingering her pussy and cumming. I so wanted to see her. One day, I finally got up the nerve. She popped in as normal and I played like I was sound asleep. I waited about 15 min then slowly opened the door and crept down the hallway. I kept to the shadows and finally got. Would it be handsome guy or old man or any ladies? What would it be if there was male? In a short time I was thinking many things. The bus was getting crowded and I was observing each and everyone that came to bus and there was one guy standing near the bus and looking at people passing by. In corner of my heart I felt like if he will be next to my sit then, it would be great. It was 7:45 PM so I went to my sit and stayed. I took the window side. After a while the guy standing outside entered.