John was enjoying the sight of seeing Dawn naked mightily. I was too, and couldn’t wait to
make a move on my beautiful girlfiend.
But suddenly, Sam decided to wish something that would shock us.
He said, “I wish Dawn believed herself to be a boy.”
John laughs and says, “Sam, just because you don’t get aroused to Dawn doesn’t mean you
have to spoil it for the rest of us. We know you’re the only one who didn’t get hard when
she took her clothes off.”
Sam blushed.
Shocked by Sam’s wish, I replied, “I’m not sure if your wish is entirely a good idea. I mean,
I have a beautiful girlfriend in front of me, naked, and I’m about to make a move on her,
and bang her, and you want her to think she’s a boy? Such weird shenanigans, Sam.”
He said pleadingly, “But Jarred, I think this will be fun in a different way.”
I said, “Sam, just because you’re not attracted to girls doesn’t mean you have to ruin it for
me and John. And I also don’t really think that Dawn would actually want to be a boy.
Would she?”
Meanwhile, Don shrugged, as Sam said, “I don’t know. Maybe Dawn does.”
After Sam made his wish, something new changed in Dawn’s behavior.
Suddenly, while she was naked, Dawn crossed her arms before grabbing her crotch with
her right hand to scratch it,
Dawn said boldly, “Well, what are you boys looking at? Haven’t you seen a naked boy
before?”
Delighted, Sam was clapping his hands while John and I stood in astonished befuddlement.
I replied to her, “I’m not sure I understand, Dawn.”
S/he said, “It’s Don, and yes, I’m a boy. Don’t let my femininity confuse you or make you
believe that I’m a girl, ‘cuz I’m a boy. You’ve seen a penis and balls before, right?”
As Dawn was saying this, she was strapping on a cock and balls to harness it between her
thighs as she moved it up to her crotch, while she welded a hole in the tip of the dick.
Shocked, I exclaimed with disgust, “Dawn! How dare you believe you have such things!
You don’t really believe yourself to be a boy, do you? And did you just strap a penis over
your pussy?”
Dawn replied furiously, “Don’t you dare call my junk a pussy, Jarred. Girls have pussies. I
have a dick just like you, it’s just very little. I’m wearing this to increase the size of my
penis, to help make me feel better about the look of my junk, so that it compares more to
you in size.”
Stumped, I turned to John and whispered to him, “I’m not sure I’ll be able to make a move
on her tonight.”
S/he said with growing anger directed at me, “Jarred!!! I am a boy, and I do have a hairy
penis and balls, it’s just very little!!!! Why should you be offended at looking at a small, big
chested boy with curly blonde hair? And please, use male pronouns!”
I said to her….I mean him, “Alright, Dawn, but what about your tits?“
S/he repeated back, ‘It’s Don! And my chest is the same as yours, it’s just a little more
attractive than yours. ”
Astonished, I said to him, “Alright Don, you pass the guy test. I’ll respect your maleness,
even in its naked form. Just a question I have to you. Two actually. Are we still dating, are
you interested in girls, and are you going to be using the men’s restroom with us?”
He said to me saucily, “I don’t know, are we dating together? Still not very interested in
girls, though I’ll try my hardest, hun. And yes, I’m going to the men’s restroom and locker
room with you guys, ‘cuz that’s who I am, babe.”
I kissed Don on the lips. I said to him, “Well, I’ll think about this, but for now, you’re still
my best friend, and if I can you get a girl to fuck, we can fuck her together.”
He said, “Deal.”
I slapped him on the butt, as I said to him, “Well, I think you could use a mustache and
beard so that guys won’t confuse you for a girl when you walk around naked in the men’s
locker room.”
Don replied, “Well. I’m sure I could grow it back…or use an eyeliner if I’m insecure. We’ll
see.”
I gave Don a yank on his penis, as he rubbed his little penis beneath the packer. After
initiating Don with my boys into manhood, we hang out even more, to watch football on
TV, before making plans to hit up a bar afterwards.