Hunter Clarington

Quickly, Sebastian tried covering his crotch with a pillow… he couldn’t really explain why he had a vagina rather than a dick and why he was a gushing mess. “I…uh.. I can explain…” the boy said, trying to find a sheet to cover his exposed and naked body. He’d kept the secret from everybody outside of the Smythe family this whole time and now Hunter knew too..

Wide eyed, Hunter stared at Sebastian.  He could smell the arousal in the air and had seen his friend squirt before covering himself, something he’d never considered possible.  “Uh...you don’t have a cock,” he said, rather dumbly in his own opinion, before shaking his head.  He’d heard about this, though it was very rare.  “I...did not know that.”

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As his last Friday class was cancelled, Hunter made his way back home much earlier than he normally would have.  Tossing his bag in his room, he wandered through the penthouse, looking for Sebastian to see if he wanted to order some dinner, he called his friend’s name.  Hearing his own name through the cracked open door of the other man’s room, he pushed it open and asked, “Hey, want to...Holy shit!”