Brad is a cross-dressing friend of mine, when he is all dolled up we call him Brandy. Well one night at the bar where Jo works Brad got pretty wound up and told me a fantasy he had when he was twenty-one-years-old. When he got done he asked me, "Can you write me a story like that?"
So that is what I did - before warned this has male on male rape. For goodness sake if you are offended by homosexual themes don't read the story. Warning this story has the rape of one man by another - if that isn't your cup tea give it a pass. Hey guys have you ever wondered what it would be like to be forced to be the girl? Have a bigger stronger man take you - humiliate you - use you? I had a friend that asked me to write him a story that way - watch out we are entering Millie's Vast Expanse, one more time. Written by request "Just a Friendly Drink." This story contains male raping male if you don't like that don't read this.
Brad is a small man, small hands, small feet, short in stature and a timid soul. He has deep-seated fears; fears he doesn't even know about - not yet that is. Then there is the desire, he doesn't know about that either. He just turned off at Normal Street on to a winding avenue called Fate. Being lonely and thirst he spied a bar and thought he would have a few beers and relax. Unfortunately, or is fortunately, he has wondered into the Millie's vast expanse and his world is about to expand from the finite to the infinite.
"The storms come and go, the waves crash overhead, the big fish eat the little fish, and I keep on paddling." George R.R. Martin
I hope you enjoy the story