Around 7. Blowjob sex Around 7. I thought for awhile, about Davy’s offer. Bye, James.” He rinsed himself, and ran out to get dressed. “I need your help,” He said to me and Davy. “I need your help,” He said to me and Davy. “But I’m not gay..” My voice trailed off as he continued kissing me, his breathing rate increasing as he pulled me closer, our bodies touching and our hard dicks pressing against each others stomachs. I felt terrible and the pit of my stomach would drop when I did that, but I couldn’t look at him again. After my locker room incident with Davy, I’d been questioning my sexuality a lot more. I jogged over. Around 7. One day though, my plan faltered. I turned away when he looked over at me and my cheeks burned. “Who is that for?” Davy asked coyly. “But I’m not gay..” My voice trailed off as he continued kissing me, his breathing rate increasing as he pulled me closer,
