Despite being female from the waist down, Jon was still male from the waist up, as Jon discovered as he stripped off his clothes. Soon he stood before his boyfriend in all his nude glory, wanting, no, needing, Pete. He gently lowered himself down onto his boyfriend, kissing him full on the mouth and running his hands across Pete's masculine chest.
They lay on their sides, facing each other. "Pete," Jon asked shyly, "why do you love me so much?"
Pete sighed thoughtfully as he ran his hand over Jon's feminine hip. "You know that I'm bisexual," Pete said. "You were the first one I confessed to, because you were different from the other students. You're both male and female, and thus can offer me something that others couldn't. There are times when I want a strong man to comfort me when I'm feeling down. Other times, I need a woman's tenderness and love. You can give me both, Jon. You can be masculine when I need you to be masculine, and feminine when I need you to be feminine. I think I always knew that you were the one for me, even before I discovered sex. I don't know why it took me so long to confess to you. I guess that I was afraid that my dream guy would reject me."
"I could never reject you, Pete," said Jon, and took Pete in his arms and passionately kissed him again. Jon opened his legs and felt Pete slide his throbbing manhood inside him. Jon felt Pete's cock gently caress his clitoris and vaginal walls, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Is this what sex is for women, Jon thought. If so, why don't they always want sex? Where did the stereotype of them always having headaches or being too tired come from?
Jon and Pete orgasmed simultaneously and Jon felt Pete's seed pour into his womanhood. Jon gasped as Pete withdrew his cock from Jon's pussy. In the afterglow, Jon snuggled up to Pete and pillowed his head on Pete's chest. After a time, Jon broke the silence and asked, "Pete, I have a question."
