This story is dedicated to Kept Sissy who was so instrumental in helping me understand my urges. I was in the final phase of getting my Doctorate in psychology. My dissertation was to be on the difference between transgender boys, homosexuals, and sissies. You see, the transgender feels as though they were born with the wrong physical sex organs whereas i...
So, I discovered I was a cocksucker. That day in the book store had shown me that I loved having a cock in my mouth and cum filling my mouth. It showed me that when I was doing my best to please a cock I didn't care who knew. I didn't care who heard me say I wanted to have my mouth used and filled with the results of my attention. And yet, when I left that b...
Are you ready? Are you ready, princess? It's finally time. It's finally time, princess. It's time to begin. Are you ready? I think you are, princess. I think you're ready. I think you've been ready for so long. You've been ready for your whole life princess. It's time to drop the mask and be who you are. Who you really are. What you really are. No more l...
Entry 4: Scenes from the Mall Sometimes I do stuff with my friends on weekends, like head down to our local shopping mall to check out the action. Our mall is fuckin’ huge – it’s three stories high and really long with a fuckin’ cinema complex, swim centre and the coolest skate park in the area. Whenever I feel like giving my mates some of my time, I hea...
In part 3 I was surprised when my wife Cin brought Bonnie home to witness me welcome Stan. Bonnie filmed the ritual on her cell phone, me on my knees kissing his cock and balls through his trousers, thanking him for driving the 4 miles to fuck my wife. Stan indeed fucked Cin that night. It was quite an orgy. Bonnie rode Stan's face while Cin rode his manly...
It was hard to concentrate on washing the breakfast dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Mister G was in one of his playful moods and couldn't seem to keep his hands off me. He massaged my shoulders and back and occasionally a hand would slip beneath the waistband of my shorts and claim possession of a buttock, squeezing and pinching it. Needless to say, I wou...
I'm over a complete stranger's knee, butt way up high with his left hand and huge arm wrapped over my back and up under my stomach. He has the flat inside of his left palm pulling me up slightly off his knee. It hurts. I feel him push up into my stomach. He could pick me up like this, pick me up and hold me upside down if he wanted to, he's that strong. He's...
Recap: Cin has "softened" my looks so that I appear less masculine to her lover Stan. It continues below. Married! I asked and she said yes. Cindy and I were wed in a quiet ceremony in a courthouse by a Justice of the Peace. Our only witness, a clerk in the building at the time. Our honey moon did not include her lover Stan. For that I am thankful. But...
It has been a very long and bitter winter. Going to school in one of the Northern states means rushing to classes on icy sidewalks, bounding over snow-covered curbs, and then landing ankle deep in gutter runoff water. I usually take my shoes off to let everything dry out during long lectures, but today is different. Today I am headed to the house of a tutor...
I hope you guys (and dominant girls most probably) like this story. I simply got an artistic sparkle on me this last couple of days, and had been writing so much. This is the story about yet another guy who finds his true sexuality. Notice that i didn't use any names, because this story could be anyone's. You could be the faggot that doesn't know himself y...