He'd been comatose in this exact spot a few weeks prior. I tried to stifle the disgusted grunt that burst forth ... unsuccessfully. It wasn't loud, bu... it was enough to wake Alistair; he leapt off the chair, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, calling out to Wynne as he moved.Alistair took my hand just as everyone arrived around the large bed, and I was suddenly the centre of attention for eight people. I knew I probably had been for quite some time, but it didn't count – I'd been. If trying to be a man like my step-father made me feel weak and giving into being a sissy because it seemed easier made me feel guilty, maybe I wasn't either, and maybe I didn't have to be. I made a different vow that day. I vowed not to try to be an atavistic anachronism of male machismo or to escape into some ridiculous fantasy of deviant delights. I decided to be myself, and hoped that was enough to skate by...I realized as the day passed tortuously slow, that the real me was pretty dull.. . once the one eating her stopped he mounted her and shoved his fucking thick long cock in that slut pussy... the screaming was off the charts hot. the other stud was biting, sucking, pinching Debra's nipples.... she was screaming for both of them to do it harder, to fuck her like a whore and slut..... The one fucking her pussy had her legs way back over her head and the headboard was banging so hard I thought it was going to break..... he pounded her for almost 30 minutes and she had at least. Tony built a long, open four shelf unit. It ran from the front wall of the unit, all the way to the kitchen area. That wall of open shelves came with a hanging area for clothes. He sprayed the shelves with the same paint we had used on the wall. Only after all that was done, did I have the carpet installed. It was a lot of work especially with me and Tony being the master builders. That small fact meant, we had no master builders. Tony and I designed things in that first apartment as we went.