Briefly this is me, I'm 24, 5'5" and 126lbs. My hair is long dark brown and my complexion is natural tan from my native heritage. I've been a crossdresser ever since I was born. Period. Now that I live on my own I have all sorts of outfits, makeups, shoes, breast forms and toys. I just have one thing I have never done. I've never been with a man. I've fa...
This is a true accounting and the start of many, many more to come. I still don't remember how or why I knew what to do. I had been drinking big time and, on my way home, got the urge to pull over. Why did I know the spot? Why did I know that the sidewalk along Van Cortland park on Broadway was a place for men to meet? I must have heard it and stored it. I...
A/N: this is the last chapter. There will be a new story soon once I get inspiration to write. This story has been mostly true, or at least based on truth. I hope you like the ending! Question-- would anyone like a sequel to this just about Izaac and Gideon? Epilogue. After deciding an alternative shop was a decreasingly entertaining business, I converted...
I've always been the sort who would rather actually experience something versus not knowing. You know, the mentality of "I'll try anything once." It's guided me along pretty well in my life, give or take for a couple of situations. It's also applied pretty well to sex. Some guys don't like to have a whole lot of sex, and I know some dudes who've only had a...
It all started one Sunday afternoon when I started reading the personal ads. I noticed you could place a free ad in the personal section of the local newspaper. I am married but I been having a craving for a long time to get with a man again. It was a long time for me, last time was when I was younger and the neighbor boy and I would play with each other but...
This is the story of what happened a few days after my reunion with a childhood crush turned in to a much more "intimate" relationship. I relaxed in the embrace of my boy friend, our naked bodies spooning together. His cock rested in my ass crack and one of his hands was wrapped around my waist, tantalisingly close to my own cock. The last couple of days ha...
I stood in the dark in the doorway listening to the quiet sound of his sobbing. He said there was no pain, and I believed him. No physical pain, but what is pain. Who knows what hurts most, he was only 36. In a few days he would have faded and gone. I would go in soon and hold him, stroke away the tears, kiss them away, hold him to me as I had done now for...
Disclaimer: Fiction There are a lot more stories to tell, so I am going to cut it up in a few parts. Comments welcome! ***** I'm not really sure what started it. Was it the fact that I had finally become single after years of sexless and passionless marriage, or the fact that I was so bored with my job that my mind would waver off every few minutes as I r...
This probably isn't the most exciting story, but it's true. I met Paul in a gay/bisexual chat room. I had been going there to "look around" whenever I had the chance. I was 30 at the time and had been married for about 5 years. I have two kids and a great wife, but I was very frustrated sexually. I don't know why I started thinking about being with other guy...
I push through the noisy crowd, my head down, my eyes cast to the floor. These people are strangers to me and yet I am desperate not to let them see my burning red marks on cheeks or the cum dripping down my face. I burst out of the front doors of the night club, crashing into a passing stranger and knocking his umbrella to the ground. As we both reach down...