As usual, Aunt Paula fixed me plenty to eat on the road, and send me back with more than enough fresh food for the rest of the family. As I was gettin... ready to climb into my truck, Uncle Jack stuck his hand out and told me "When the boys offered to let you work for them this summer, I knew you wouldn't let me down. But what you did, well, it made me proud of you, Mike. I just wanted you to know that."I was more than a little shocked by what he'd said, and it took me a couple seconds to take. He smiled at us. After the next hand Jack's shirt was gone and Rex and Jack still had on shorts. When the next hand was dealt Gary and I both lost our underwear. The rest of the guys still had some clothes on. Gary and I would play three hands of 21 the loser of course would be the fag. I lost the first hand and was getting nervous. Gary lost the second hand and now came the deciding hand. I lost. We heard someone open the back sliding door and we got into our sleeping bags covering the mags. Nothing else happened, though. I came to my senses and was concerned about where it was leading, and we stopped all of the kissing, sucking, and fondling.”It was hard to tell how Mark would react, and I was surprised when he said, “Tell me more about his cock. How does it compare to mine? Is it really that big?”I hugged him tightly and replied, more excitedly than I should have, “It was hard to tell the size exactly through his pants, but it seemed to be at least eight inches long, and so thick. You are not what others have labeled you, Mrs. Hawasawa." Spoken like a friend, instead of a stranger." I would consider it an honor to call you my friend, Mrs. Hawasawa."She smiled. "Then perhaps you could see your way clear to call me Niomi." And I am Kitsu." Tell me about yourself, Kitsu." I was born in a small village in the Northeast. My parents farmed and made crafts to sell in the tourist markets. We did not have much money, but they scrimped and saved and sent me to college. I started.