." and then started to walk away, but he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. "You a fucking fag man?" he said. I struggled to get away but he h...ld me by my shoulders. "Answer my damned question!" he yelled. I was freaking out, if i said yes, he would probably beat me up, but if i said no he'd probably go and do it anyway, so i decided to be honest. "Y-yes.." i whispered, and looked down, I couldn't help but take a glance at his chest before i did. "Well well well, i always thought you. How could she act like such a whore? His cock felt huge beneath her little hands, pulsating beneath her fingers as she stroked it, feeling it jump and twitch beneath her touch. Her fingers slipped inside his shorts, almost jerking back when she felt the hot flesh burning her fingers. She heard him moan softly, pleased at what she was doing to him. Her fingers became more insistent now, the thought of being fucked slowly slipping from her thoughts, just thinking of the pleasure she was. The Deity who sent me hereMany times has spoken to you,But you would not accept as true,Because you did not trust, but feared,The feelings and the dreams you had,Which were revelations divine,Sent to you through your heart and mind;They should have made you glad, not sad,For you, many a night and day,Wished you had been born a woman,Thinking how, if you weren't a man,Gay and pleasant sexual playWould be for you and your lover.Wisdom gave the abilityTo Me, while we coupled, to seeAs you see, as. I was supposedly easy to talk to and non-judgmental. I could blog about some of the shit people would confess to me, but I guess the fact that I won't is why they told me. One of the site visitors was a woman in South Carolina. Nice woman but definitely had self esteem issues. I tried to tell her that she needed to love herself first and foremost but advice like that only works when the person actually believes it. We began speaking regularly with her confiding things to me from her.