Creating Alyson

"Turn over" he instructed.

Meakly I obeyed, turning face down to allow Victor to repeat the process on my back. Unused to any physical contact I was surprised to find that I, Alan, quite enjoyed the experience. I felt totally relaxed as his strong hands roamed over my body. I was quite sad when he finished.

The roles were now reversed as Victor lay face down on a towel, while I, his 'date', began to return the favour. His legs and back were very muscular and I watched as if watching someone else, as my slim hands, with painted nails, smoothed sun-block over his body.

"Mmmm, that feels really nice, Aly," sighed Victor.

"Thanks, you'd better turn over."

To my astonishment when Victor turned over the front of his shorts was tented up by an erection. Oddly I felt pleased, even a little proud; I had caused that reaction. I had an almost overpowering desire to touch it... but I resisted. Touchingly he apologised and threw a towel over his lap. I was not going to stop though.

"You're really enjoying this aren't you," I whispered, "so lie back while I do you, I mean, d-do your front!" I blushed at my slip of the tongue.

My hands lingered over his big pecs and toned six-pack, and I noticed proudly that his erection grew a little. My pride took me by surprise. I realised that amazingly I was really enjoying myself!

We lay side by side. I noticed Diana heading inside. I swiftly followed her.

"Diana?"

"What is it sissy little Aly?"

I took a deep breath before speaking. "Will Victor kill me if he finds out I'm a guy?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I was rubbing on the sun block I gave him an erection," I explained.

"How delightful - he thinks our little sissy is cute!"

I took the plunge. "I hope so, cos, um, I fancy him and want to do something about it."

She stepped back and stared at me.

"Are you kidding?"