Chapter 19

I stopped my motion, sealed my lips tightly around the head, and let him control the pace. His hips moved in short little thrusts and his breathing changed again. He began to softly grunt and I felt ropes of semen hit the back of my mouth. A few seconds later I started swallowing and kept going until the bursts subsided.

I could feel him start to soften in my mouth, and remembering what Sara had done earlier I licked up and down his shaft, trying to ascertain if there was any semen I’d missed. I had to admit I probably wasn’t as good at this as Sara. But even though my technique was probably less than perfect I witnessed the satisfied look on Atticus’s face and I knew I hadn’t done that badly.

After he’d somewhat recovered, he looked down and our eyes met. I tried to own it like RuPaul said, but I was probably blushing a little.

He helped me back up to my feet and then kissed me passionately, our tongues gently playing in each other’s mouths. After a few seconds, he broke our passionate embrace.

“Jesse, that was amazing, thank you.”

I know for a fact I was blushing then, but I didn’t care. I just kept thinking over and over how wonderful he was. Then I thought of Sara.

“Atticus, I need to get back out there and check on my friend.”

“I take it she’s the girl you came with?”

“Yes, my best friend.”

“I have a feeling that Rose is keeping her busy.”

“And Rose is?”

“My girlfriend.”

I gave him a shocked look and he burst into laughter.

“She’s my stepsister ... my very gay stepsister.”

I gave him a soft smile. “You know, you’re not as funny as you think you are, right?”

“I thought that was pretty funny.”

God, I could so easily fall for him. We took a moment and looked romantically into each other’s eyes.

“Jesse...” He paused for a moment; I could see he was trying to collect his thoughts and ask me something serious. “I really like you, and ... trust me, I don’t use those words lightly ... but ... I need to know your gender, if for no other reason than my own sanity.”

I looked into those haunting blue-grey eyes and took his hand in mine. I guided his hand south, and together we reached under my skirt and I felt his fingers trace across my cock and balls.

A look of relief washed over his face. “Thank you for not making me rethink my entire life,” he said jokingly. He leaned down and passionately kissed me again. “C’mon, let’s go make sure we don’t have to rescue your friend from my stepsister.”

We walked out of the restroom hand in hand and I noticed the knowing smiles on the faces of some of the guys in the restroom. Atticus had waited patiently for me to get everything tucked in again. I actually felt better knowing that he knew my gender. It was fun teasing him at first, but I wanted him to know everything about me and, more importantly, be okay with everything he learned.