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The Confirmation of Nicole Gerwin
By Cassie Redoubt
Nicole scrunched her eyes tight in a squint and thought about sight
lines involved in fellatio. Tilting her head to the left and then to
the right, she looked closely at her eyebrows. They could use some
pruning, she decided, but what she really wanted was to jump straight
in the tub for a soak. She glanced at her wrist to look for her watch
before realizing she had taken it off to wash her face.
She remembered something.
Striding from her bedroom's modest latrine, she padded across her room
on bare feet and into the small apartment's living room. Making a
beeline she headed straight to the door and double-checked the locks.
Mikey, the next door neighbor's 13 year old son had a habit of walking
right in when he thought Nicole was home. She knew that Mikey spent
most weekends at his father's place but she wanted to be extra careful
tonight. Spinning on her heels, she moved across the living room, past
the flower-print decades old couch, over the drab rug that predated her
by at least twenty years, and just to the right of the living room's
centerpiece, a barely functional Magnavox 20 inch television. She
paused in front of her destination and pushed the Venetian blinds to
the side to stare down into the apartments' parking area. Dad had left
hours ago on his constant weekend trips to? wherever. After awhile, it
was obvious he had stopped caring so she returned the favor.
Assured that both her father and Mikey wouldn't surprise her by
stopping by unexpectedly, she headed back to her bathroom. She paused
in the hallway when she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length
mirror that hung on her father's bathroom door. She curled her nose at
the complete androgynous look she was sporting. The baggy jeans that
were at least two inches too long and loose soccer shirt did little to
make her attractive and the ratty ponytail she had pushed back make her
look more the part of a crony in a bad drug movie than a junior in high
school.
She thought of Mikey again, how he'd come over and make her play his
Gameboy on school days. When it was her turn, he got a little restless
and made fun of her clothes. Mikey was the only person in the world who
though she was a girl. Everyone else called her "Nick" and wondered why
she didn't cut her hair. She wondered offhandedly what would be
different if Mickey had been a couple years older, if he had been 13
when she had been. She liked Mikey too much to think of him in that
certain way, but her mind did drift to years ago. Of how she'd first
discovered that boys could be more than simply bullies, or before she
had found how sweet sperm tasted despite being bitter.
As she stalked back into her bathroom and started the water running for
her bath, she remembered how things had been.
She remembered being barely away from puberty when she had discovered
Dad's stash of porno magazines. The emergence of masturbation had not
been a completely new surprise; she had discovered that exercise quite
by accident when she was ten thanks to an overly vibrating dryer, and a
lost pair of socks just past her reach behind the washer. Still, the
visual stimulation helped her like it did all young boys. It was only a
month later, courage growing with the realization that Dad was never
home when she was, only when they slept, she discovered the fairly
impressive collection of videos he had stashed under his bed.
Not long after, Nicole's only friend, Billy had spent the night and
wanting to impress the new friend and not at all understanding the
difference in how they would watch them, Nicole started an all-night
marathon. Using the money Dad left for food, they ordered a pizza and
using social skills that to this day impress Nicole, Billy had bribed a
young college student who lived in the apartment above to buy the two
young men a six pack of beer.
Nicole laughed at the memory. The beer had tasted awful and she knew
Billy didn't like it either, since his face puckered with every sip,
but he pressed on, acting like he had done it many times and
explaining, "You get a taste for it."
Nicole never had. Her tastes had shifted in other ways. In a lot of
ways, she could blame that night. Or thank it, she still was out to
lunch on whether she liked or hated this whole transgendered scenario.
Still, while they watched the classics of modern film literature,
Debbie Does Dallas, Deepthroat, Deepthroat 2, and a varied assortment
of others, she had no idea that the reason her penis was growing to
erection was completely different than why Billy's was throbbing. His
mind raced to his penis being served by the beautiful women evident in
the videos, and Nicole was unsure why her mind raced to identify with
the girl, nude and kneeling on the shower floor, taking that tall
Mexican's cock into her mouth and happily being sprayed by semen.
It wasn't that long before they both forced their way through the three
beers apiece and with the lights down, tried to secretly move their
hands to their pants. An hour had passed of jokes, and catching each
other in the act before the rush of the alcohol, faces flushed with
blood from erection and a dire need for release that they agreed to
masturbate without telling anyone. It was a secret. Their secret. And
it would not be their only one.
When Billy had pulled his penis out and began to stroke it, Nicole
noticed immediately that her own groin was growing hot with the heat of
her erection. She couldn't pull her eyes from it.
Billy had joked to her about it, ribbing her, and she grew red faced in
embarrassment. She was nervous. Her heart raced in her chest and she
feared Billy would hear it, but she couldn't turn back, not without
knowing for sure that sucking his cock wasn't something she wanted to
do. She had to know. That's when the deal was made.
Nicole checked the water and realized that in her reverie she had let
it get too hot, so she let the tub cool and did some quick damage
control on her eyebrows. Once satisfied with her work, she removed her
pants. She glanced over her smooth legs and felt proud of how soft and
supple they were starting to look. She removed her shirt next and
tossed it on her bed.
It was an idiosyncrasy. The whole room. Most of it was lined with
soccer posters, trophies from a few years ago, and a box of her
favorite CDs. Yet, she stood in what any normal person would guess as a
high school boy's room, wearing black boy short panties and a sports
bra. She huffed as she thought about how she really wanted to decorate
it and tiptoed to the closet.
It was unnecessary, her stealth, but old habits die-hard. She opened
the door and pushed away two large soccer bags full of gear and
retrieved her prized possessions. It was a medium sized black bag and
it held all she ever really wanted to own. She placed the duffel
lovingly on the bed and slowly removed its contents. As she went
through the items, her mind quickly drew images of how she gotten each
of them. Again, she swelled with pride, her tenacious work seeming to
pay off finally.
It had been only six months after she had dutifully sucked Billy to
orgasm before her life really began to change. He had spent the night
three more times, again it was the same scene; them watching porn,
masturbating together and her going down on him. They were both
prepubescent so she still didn't know what cum tasted like. While she
was alone, fantasizing, mixing her memories of pleasing Billy and what
she had seen on her Dad's films, she never could decide which aroused
her or got her to orgasm quicker, swallowing a thick load of cum or
being hosed on the face with it.
She giggled at the thought as she picked the pink ruffle-laced shirt
that showed her belly and nice abs and the black skirt with the slit
down the left side to wear tonight. She still, after all that time,
from sucking her first cock at 13 to now tonight, a month removed from
her 17th birthday, couldn't decide which she wanted. She decided she
would try both at least twice before decided for certain.
Nicole looked at the clothes and memories continued to flood into her
mind. It was that fourth time that things had definitely changed. She
blamed what she did after he finished for how things turned out. It had
been the first time she had touched herself during the act and had cum
just before he did, moaning in ecstasy, the sound muffled by the
thickness in her mouth. The previous times, he would finish, excuse
himself to the bathroom and immediately head to bed, seemingly ashamed
for what he had done, but he had stayed in his seat on the couch so
Nicole laid her head on his thigh and sweetly kissed his leg.
She had rarely talked to him since then. Seeing him only at soccer
practice and even then only being cordial with one another. She hated
it. She had always liked Billy and would still be his friend even if he
had said that he wanted her to stop sucking him off. She would have
been fine with that.
Since she was now friendless, Nicole started to look into other avenues
of sexual explorations. Trying to emulate the girls on the porn films,
she started to shave her legs, which had little hair to begin with and
stopped getting haircuts. She had never been very big, only 5'6" and
being a late bloomer was still hoping that the common latter high
school growth spurt would be avoided. Weighing barely 120 lbs, she
stopped eating as much and running everyday, with a full load of sit-
ups and crunches before bed. She had managed to get down to the century
mark and used the money she had saved from Dad's allowances for food to
buy girly clothes, on the pretense that they were gifts for a mother or
sister he didn't have.
A year after that first blowjob, Nick was fast becoming Nicole but Nick
was also fast heading towards his 14th and 15th birthdays. She had
known that even late bloomers would hit puberty by age fifteen and
Nicole wanted nothing to do with thicker hair, having to shave her
chin, or her voice becoming deep. Using the internet at the school's
computer lab, she tried to do as much research as possible. Sadly,
looking up anything about transsexual or transgender brought up too
many porn sites to wade through before she would be scolded by the high
school staff. She did, however, manage to get a glimpse of an
understanding of the process that one had to follow to become a woman.
She still wasn't sure she liked the idea of having a vagina, girls
seemed to have all sorts of problems with theirs, but having boobs was
a very attractive.
Fate found a way to boobs for Nicole, strangely enough to a person tied
to that first fateful night. While unlocking her door to the apartment,
the college student came into view from the stairwell. She waved a
polite hello but he seemed intent on conversation, asking her if she
needed him to get her anymore beer. She declined the offer but he
pressed on.
"Anything else you might need? I'm a little strapped for cash. I know a
guy in premed so I can get you stuff, if you want to try anything."
Nicole politely refused and stepped into her apartment. She was in the
process of closing the door when she froze. Throwing the door wide she
stepped out into the hallway and yelled for his attention. She must
have been quite the sight, she decided, thinking back on it now. Wide-
eyed with hope, mixing with fear, wearing shorts for the first time
that year, her shaved legs showing as she rushed to the stairs. The
young man looked up at her in surprise.
She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what she needed. She
remembered one thing, though, from her short-lived internet research.
"Do you know what premarin is?"
Nicole tossed her clothes in the dryer to try and get some wrinkles out
but resigned herself to no doubt having to iron them once she got out
of the bath. She remembered the batch and how badly she had wanted to
soak. She rushed into the bathroom and pulled her sports bra off,
glancing down at the work the hormones had been doing the past two and
half years. They were a solid a-cup, her breasts, and if what she had
read had been true, her beating puberty to the clock would let them get
to a decent B, hopefully. She pulled her panties down and ran her left
hand up her thigh, over her soft sack and made a fist around her small
penis. The hormones had done little for this portion of her body,
keeping it very tiny. She imagined for moment what since Billy's cock
would be by now. She pushed the memory away and finished her inspection
of the previous night's shave job. Good, she wouldn't have to shave it
again but her legs would need an once-over. She lowered herself into
the warm water and let her muscles relax.
Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and let a different memory
wash over her.
This one was fresh, not even a month old. Thinking back on it, she
still blushed. Halloween night, the kids at school had been throwing a
party and Nicole planned to attend. As Nicole the Faerie. Not Nick the
loner kid who quit the soccer team. No one had recognized him. But the
boys sure paid a lot of attention to Nicole.
She had given her number away for the first time. To a college
sophomore by the name of Tom. He had been invited by his brother and
from what Nicole had gleaned, had been the supplier for most of the
night's alcohol. He was cute, but not too cute; thanks to a retro
grunge look he was kicking. She had felt bad, a couple nights late when
he called, feeling like a liar and pretending to be something she
wasn't. So, she had confessed. Fearing the worst.
He had hung up on her. It was like slap in the face. An hour later he
called back and apologized. He was willing to try new things, he said,
but he couldn't imagine building a relationship with a transsexual. So,
they decided, in relatively short order, that he would be her friend.
Her special friend. Friend with benefits. An ice cream friend.
Tonight would be the first time they'd be together.
Under the water, Nicole's penis began to grow with the prospect of
finally discovering what she had always wanted to know.
That night, after Tom arrived and they shared a couple drinks, deciding
that they would save anal adventures for another time when they were
both more comfortable with the idea (Nicole looked forward to it,
having bought a gag buttplug at an adult book store and putting it to
good use) Nicole and Tom undressed.
She let him kiss her in different places, he even gave her sex an
experimental tug or two, and then she settled in for what she planned
to be an oral rediscovery.
Hours and three orgasms later, Tom asleep next to her in her bed, she
laid nude on her back, holding a small hand towel, a pool of her own
cum lying on her stomach, the sweet taste of cum in her mouth and
sticky skin around her mouth. With a content smile she decided at last,
that swallowing cum was the best way to take it.
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