But he knew that most guys like that HATED effeminate fairies like him and would probably beat him to death - or so he thought! In reality a LOT of hu...ky hyper masculine men LOVED shemales!When Kevin was 16 he got a summer job at a factory, and that’s where he met James, an older black guy. James was probably around 40, but he was really good looking and always wore a tank top exposing his big tattooed arms. Kevin was sprung on James and was always staring at him when he thought James wasn’t. Almost as soon as the taxi pulled away from the curb, Alan had unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a great dick – about 7.5” long, with a nice sized bulbous head – and I loved stroking it, so….as usual….I gave him a nice “warm-up” handjob in the taxi on our way to the hotel. Alan was sitting directly behind the taxi driver, so he couldn’t really see anything, but I’m sure my arm motion and wry smile was leaving no doubt as to what we were up to in his back seat. Alan didn’t. "Remember, we're still best friends." I know. Just warning you."I held it together pretty well through the rest of the party and Mom picked us up to take Rhonda home. Rhonda hugged me at her door. (Mom said I always had to walk my date to her door. No exceptions, no matter what.)"Are you okay, Brian?" Mom asked in the car."Yeah." I just couldn't say anything else."You don't look okay just now." Can we talk about it in the morning? I'm really tired." Okay. In the morning."When I was pretty sure. I was energized and creative and productive. My life found balance. During the day Keira would keep me smiling with a flow of text messages detailing her day or funny observations. It sounded like she had a true friend in Jenny. Those two seemed to get into trouble wherever they were. Evenings would bring a phone call and we'd chat.Unfortunately, as happens in the advertising business, a last minute project ruined our plan to meet on the weekend. Keira was upset. I was upset. I missed her.