My Femboy Introduction,Part 3

I was in love with his cock. It belonged in my hot wet mouth. I pictured the looks of adoration the girls on the pornos had on their wet faces, how they begged for more cock with their eyes, and I knew o had the same look on mine. I wanted him to use my mouth, in that moment, my mouth belonged to his cock alone.

One hand cupped and rubbed his full, heavy balls, rolling them back and forth, the other slid up his flat stomach, and he held it in his own squeezing it gently. My mouth worked back and forth, desperate to please him, loving the way his thick shaft filled me. A little deeper now…I felt the first gag as his head hit the back of my throat. I pulled back and tried again, this time holding it in place for a moment. I heard a louder groan, “Oh fuck baby…yes…keep doing that…fuck yes..”

My Femboy Introduction, Part 2

The next day I came back to his place, we got a little less high, and again, porn magically appeared on the TV. As some point he began stroking my cock again, saying “I’ve been thinking about you nonstop. You have a perfect little mouth to go with your body. Think you want to go a little further today? It’s ok. I’ll show you what to do.” Soon enough we were both naked again and stroking out cocks together. He leaned me back on the couch and I felt his lips on the head of my dick, his hand stroking up and down while he sucked on the head of my penis. I was nervous at first, in my naive mind this was crossing into “gay” land. But it didn’t feel any different really than when a girls went down on me, I relaxed into it, feeling him suck me. He stopped as I was starting to get close to cumming and sat back up.

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My FemBro Introduction

I’ve always loved watching blowjob porn. Some of the first porn I ever came across (pun intended) was or sexy teen girls giving oral sex to a guy. Being a young man myself, I always imagined it was my thick cock being slurped on by a perfect pair of lips. I imagined it was my cock this sexy girl was on her knees worshipping. As I came all over my stomach, in my mind my cum was filling her sweet mouth. You know, normal guy stuff.

Eventually though, my mental image slowly began to shift. More and more, I imagined that the girls lips were my own, that the guy’s veiny swollen cock was sliding back and forth over my tongue. When he groaned in pleasure, I could feel his cum pumping in my mouth. This began my obsession with cock.

I had always considered myself straight, I had lost my virginity, and had two sexual partners at that point. I still was still attracted to girls, and would not have turned my nose up to an inviting pussy. But there was still something else I wanted. Of course, being the times they were and where I was raised in the South, these were urges that were not spoken of.