Privately, inside his innermost imaginings, Andy considered himself tobe a girl. This made things at a new school even more difficult. Atfive-feet-thr...e inches and only twelve years old, Andy towered overmost of his classmates; only a few of the girls were nearly as tallbecause at that age many girls had already hit their growth spurts, ayear or two before the boys would. And this seemed to complicate thingseven more; boys are supposed to be taller than girls but at age twelvethat relationship. “Beautiful,” Millwall whispers.“Isn’t it though?” I sigh.“I mean… err…”He is suddenly in front of me, the can held out again. I look up at him past my fringe. He seems out of breath, almost panicky. I lift my chin and part my lips. He blinks, then eases one of those massive hands around the back of my neck. The feel of my hair on his dry, calloused skin is exquisite.He leans forward, his face tense with concentration as he puts the slippery edge of the can to my lips and pours. I gulp, and my. " Well, it got me all wet then too. I had to go masterbate every time that would happen and I was afraid of going to far and doing something, that mothers and sons are not supposed to do, like what we are doing now. I just hope you are okay with this and can keep it to yourself and not tell anyone about this." Why would I ruin a good thing by telling someone about us, when I know people look at this as being wrong. I am totaly okay with this, it is something I have dreamed about for so long, as. Cut some grass...six foot tall ,lightskinned and played ball ....muscles so big that compared to him i looked so small...brother had this nice little hair cut that was infused with deep waves ...his ass was so fat that if he turned a corner it would follow in a couple of days...his eyes were beautiful they made me want to cry ...the day that motherfucker told me he didn't want a relationship after fucking for a year ...i wanted to die..." anyway" He must have caught my glance and looked me dead.