A Shemale Vacation Part 2

"Yes, this one will do very well," Saskia smirked, "He is a natural cocksucker and would make a very pretty whore."

My earlier embarrassment was nothing compared to how I felt right now, outed before all my friends. I felt my cheeks hot as I blushed deeply and tried to turn my eyes from the enquiring faces of my shocked friends, but all that I could turn to was that incredible deep dark cleavage of the beautiful Dutch hooker standing over me. There was nowhere I could turn that wouldn't remind me of my shame.

"Oh God, Tom, you didn't..." Harry said, breaking the silence.

"I always knew there was something queer about you," Olly laughed.

"Come on guys, let's take this seriously for a minute," Josh butted in, "Now, I don't know what queer shit Tom's been up to, but if it's something that can help us out then maybe we should listen."

"Fair enough," Harry agreed, turning to me, "What have you done, man?"

"I sucked her cock," I admitted, blushing, "I just kind of thought that was what I should do. I thought you had too...."

"Fag," snorted Olly.

"So, Saskia, you think that Tom can make our money back this way?" Josh asked, "By, er, sucking cock, right?"

"I think that he will make a very good whore, yes," she replied, "The money will come very easy and then we will let you go ok."

I guess I didn't have much choice. We turned to talk it over but I could see in the eyes of the other three that they were all pushing for me to do it. Of course they were, it would get them out of this tight spot, provide them with all the money they needed to get away and they wouldn't have to do anything themselves, just sit and wait while I humiliated myself. I had already given them enough material to mock me mercilessly for the rest of the trip when I admitted I was a cocksucker.

However, it wasn't just the lack of choice, the tight spot we were placed in where I was the only way out.