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Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

Date: 7/7/2017, Categories: Shemales, Taboo, Author: BeeJay69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

a model of the frustrating situation. He turned on the light, shut the door, and smiled. "Locked or not locked?" he said with another grin. It held the same question he'd been asking coyly before. Are we or aren't we? That was the question. And I knew the answer and it definitely wasn't what he was expecting. "Locked. But just so we can talk. Okay?" He smiled and nodded as he locked the door. He turned from it with the smile and swept me into his arms. "We've got to talk, Mike. Seriously." "I could tell," he said. "Okay. So I'm listening. What is it? Surely it can't be as ..." He stopped and his jaw dropped. "You don't have a, ah, a boyfriend. Somebody else?" "No. It's not that." He smiled again. Relieved. "You've decided you really don't like me?" "No. Not that either." He heaved a huge sigh of relief. "It's a lot harder than that." God, this was really hard. Unbelievably hard. "What? You don't want to go out with me?" "No, no," I said too quickly. That would have been the easy way, I realized, as it just came out. "But maybe ..." I choked on it. He just looked at me with his hands still on my sides. "Maybe you won't want to take me out again." "What?" He was getting frustrated now. "I don't know how to tell you." I didn't. "Easy. Just blurt it right out. What could be so bad?" "You'll find out," I said, sighing deeply. Worse than anything he could think of himself. Nobody's imagination is that vivid. He pushed me out to arm's length and looked at me seriously. No k**ding ... now. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Okay. I got it. It's something that really bothers you. So all you can do is tell me straight out before I bust. The suspense is worse than anything." "Maybe you won't think so," I said but realized I was almost teasing him with it now and that was cruel. I took a deep breath. "Mike, I'm not what you think I am. I'm a ..." It caught in my throat before I could get it all the way out and I could sense his tension. Ready to explode. "Mike, I'm a ... guy. A boy." He didn't change his posture at all. He was frozen in place, staring into my eyes. Then I watched his eyes trace down from my eyes, to lips, to neck, to chest, and further down before bounding back up to my eyes. First, he looked mystified by what I'd said. Then a grin started to spread across his lips, slowly curling them into his big smile. "I mean it. I really am," I emphasized. He chuckled and repeated the survey from top to bottom and back up just as before but very slowly. He stopped as he looked into my eyes again. "What's the joke?" he said. "No joke. It's true. And it's not fair to you to let you keep thinking that I'm a girl." He was frozen in place again. "It's probably already gone too far. I should have told you earlier. No. I just shouldn't have gone out with you in the first place." "You didn't want to go out with me?" He didn't seem to understand. "Mike! Didn't you hear what I said? I'm a guy. Just like you. And I let you take me out and ... and kiss me. Everything. ...