Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 5

After two weeks of torturing myself I came to a decision, I was going to tell them who I really was. It was on a Friday and my parents had informed me that they planned on wining and dining a new client. So I would have to fend for myself and not to wait up for them. I was nervous all day fearing that just one of the boys would pick me up. I wanted to tell them both at same time. I was elated after school let out to see Felix leaning against the car and Paul sitting behind the wheel.

"Are you guys in a hurry to go somewhere after you drop me off?" I asked nervously.

"No," replied Felix then asked, "Why?"

"I just would like to go someplace quiet," my voice cracked and I shyly continued, "I want to talk to both of you about something."

"Sure, why not," Paul laughed, "we'll grab a six pack and go to the park."

Suddenly, Paul turned a corner so fast I was thrown into Felix's lap and laughing he pushed me back up between them with strong gentle hands. He smiled at me releasing my shoulders while a slight tremble moved through me and I wished that he hadn't released me.

About twenty minutes later I was following the boys across the grass to shaded picnic table. Felix handed Paul a can of beer and opened one to place it front of me. I had never tried it before but my throat was dry with nervousness so I took a sip. I didn't want to say it loud but I didn't really like it too much. I was wondering how to start when Paul broke the silence.

"So what's up Kary?" he asked.

I shyly looked up at him, "Do you know why Mr. Clark asked you to escort me every day?"

Felix chuckled, "Knowing ole' man Clarky and looking at you it isn't hard to figure it out."

"What do you mean?"

Paul took over, "The old man likes little effeminate guys to play with and we both can see why he'd go after you."

"That doesn't bother you?"