The love of being a “Sissy.”
I guess it started when I was very young, but it didn’t happen over night. Certain experiences may have pushed me or nudged me towards my life and love of being a “sissy” but there was not a defining moment, per se.
Meeting a boy, when a was very young, that forced me to suck him. Although looking back maybe I was more willing than I knew. That was my first experience and encounter with not only sex, but with being used for sex, Gay sex. He was rough and not the nicest guy, probably struggling with his own Gay urges, but he gave me my first taste of cock and cum.
The next boy, I came to know shortly after the first, and he was much different. Beautiful and sweet, he nurtured my needs, instead of making fun of them. I had began to steal and then wear my older sisters panties and even bras. The soft, feminine, sometimes silky material felt amazing against my skin and made me feel so wonderfully sexy. When he saw what I was wearing one day, he seemed to understand, he seemed to know what I needed. He moved towards me, making me instintely lay back and gently straddled my chest. Soft and slow, he feed me his cock. At the same time, satisfying and exploring my blossoming need to be submissive, my love of pleasuring cock, and my desire to have cock gag and slide into my throat. Even most important of all though, he came on me, giving me my first facial, and starting a life long love of having a man’s thick, sticky delicious seed on my face and mouth. So wonderfully girly and satisfying.
I not only enjoyed my time with him, I started to search him out and later other boys to explore with and service. I’d look for him or wait for him after school or on the weekends. Being young, he had an almost insatiable need and so did I. In an alley, on the side of a house or building, in a field, I would quickly and eagerly fall to my knees before him. Becoming more eager and comfortable each time, soon tonguing and sucking his balls, holding and stroking his ass and asking for him to cum on me. It wasn’t to much later until I offered him my ass. Completing my need and desire to be submissive and lovingly used, he pulled down my panties, ran his hands over my ass and spread me open, then took me. Slow at first, then sinking deeply into me, it was incredible. I arched my back, fully giving myself to him and felt his balls slap against me. His hands gripping my hips, his heavy breathing, I felt so wonderfully feminine and soon felt his body tremble on top of me as his seed filled me. His wonderful hard cock exploded inside me and I felt so satisfied.
The very next time I saw him, he layed me down on my back on a blanket. Pinning my legs up to my chest, he entered my asshole and drove himself deep into me. I held and stroked his arms, encouraging him to make love to me.
I felt an incredible urge, it seemed so right, so natural, an extension of the moment, I ran my hands through his hair and pulled his mouth down to mine and kissed him. First a peck, then open mouthed and passionate. My first kiss. I gripped and clawed at his back and held his head, taking his tongue deep into my mouth and his hard cock, deep into my ass.
He grinded against me and inside me and I felt my orgasm build. With each thrust of his cock, lick of his tongue, I neared orgasm. Hearing his breathing, feeling his passion, with my hands wrapped around him, cum began to leak and then flood out of my cock, making my stomach slick and sticky. I felt like putty in his hands, my body spent and limp as he continued to pound into me then cum inside me. I softly held and stroked him as the pleasure and ecstasy of his orgasm subsided. Out of breathed, we both smiled at each other, then me lowered himself onto me, making my cum coat both of us and kissed me.
Published by PaulMayer00
4 months ago
Meeting a boy, when a was very young, that forced me to suck him. Although looking back maybe I was more willing than I knew. That was my first experience and encounter with not only sex, but with being used for sex, Gay sex. He was rough and not the nicest guy, probably struggling with his own Gay urges, but he gave me my first taste of cock and cum.
The next boy, I came to know shortly after the first, and he was much different. Beautiful and sweet, he nurtured my needs, instead of making fun of them. I had began to steal and then wear my older sisters panties and even bras. The soft, feminine, sometimes silky material felt amazing against my skin and made me feel so wonderfully sexy. When he saw what I was wearing one day, he seemed to understand, he seemed to know what I needed. He moved towards me, making me instintely lay back and gently straddled my chest. Soft and slow, he feed me his cock. At the same time, satisfying and exploring my blossoming need to be submissive, my love of pleasuring cock, and my desire to have cock gag and slide into my throat. Even most important of all though, he came on me, giving me my first facial, and starting a life long love of having a man’s thick, sticky delicious seed on my face and mouth. So wonderfully girly and satisfying.
I not only enjoyed my time with him, I started to search him out and later other boys to explore with and service. I’d look for him or wait for him after school or on the weekends. Being young, he had an almost insatiable need and so did I. In an alley, on the side of a house or building, in a field, I would quickly and eagerly fall to my knees before him. Becoming more eager and comfortable each time, soon tonguing and sucking his balls, holding and stroking his ass and asking for him to cum on me. It wasn’t to much later until I offered him my ass. Completing my need and desire to be submissive and lovingly used, he pulled down my panties, ran his hands over my ass and spread me open, then took me. Slow at first, then sinking deeply into me, it was incredible. I arched my back, fully giving myself to him and felt his balls slap against me. His hands gripping my hips, his heavy breathing, I felt so wonderfully feminine and soon felt his body tremble on top of me as his seed filled me. His wonderful hard cock exploded inside me and I felt so satisfied.
The very next time I saw him, he layed me down on my back on a blanket. Pinning my legs up to my chest, he entered my asshole and drove himself deep into me. I held and stroked his arms, encouraging him to make love to me.
I felt an incredible urge, it seemed so right, so natural, an extension of the moment, I ran my hands through his hair and pulled his mouth down to mine and kissed him. First a peck, then open mouthed and passionate. My first kiss. I gripped and clawed at his back and held his head, taking his tongue deep into my mouth and his hard cock, deep into my ass.
He grinded against me and inside me and I felt my orgasm build. With each thrust of his cock, lick of his tongue, I neared orgasm. Hearing his breathing, feeling his passion, with my hands wrapped around him, cum began to leak and then flood out of my cock, making my stomach slick and sticky. I felt like putty in his hands, my body spent and limp as he continued to pound into me then cum inside me. I softly held and stroked him as the pleasure and ecstasy of his orgasm subsided. Out of breathed, we both smiled at each other, then me lowered himself onto me, making my cum coat both of us and kissed me.
Published by PaulMayer00
4 months ago
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