Our Little Voyeur
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How Gene came to be Janine, a Shemale TS, and the
life that has followed.
CHAPTER 1
Gene began life as a boy. He discovered his feminine side and is now a
Transsexual, a Shemale, Janine. This is his
early life and how he grew to know his/her true self, an oversexed female with
a bent for the joys of oral sex, with male and female partners.
My name is Gene, I'm also Janine. A lifelong C/D and transvestite, TS(Tranny).
Nowadays the term "tranny" is mostly used
when referring to a Shemale, or transsexual, In the
past it meant a TV (Transvestite)., or C/D (Cross
dresser). With all the changes and advances being made it now really refers to any male dressing or living as a female, with or
without the surgery or drugs used to help in the illusion of a male as a
female. It also refers to a female to male change. This story deals with
Gene/Janine.
It used to be in becoming a transsexual, you had implants to give you breasts,
took hormones and supplements to enhance softness of skin, suppressed
hair growth on face and body. It also resulted in the
shrinking of the male genitals and a decided depression of libido. With
the advances available today a guy with the financial ability to pay, we can
have "Shemales" who are
hung like a moose, with unbounded randy proclivities. Many are so
gorgeous and undetectable as males, (until they drop their undies)
that many do not just pass, they are pursued as the hot,sexy girls they desire to be.
But I digress.
I am one of the latter. I have undergone surgery and have great
implants... I measure a 34DD.
I am/was the youngest of 5 boys. My father always wanted a daughter from
the get go. After 5 failures to produce one he gave up. He came
close with me. My features were always fair and on the fem side.
Growing up I heard it often remarked among relatives, (female), that with legs
like that he "should" have been a girl. I wasn't a sissy but I wasn't
exactly a Gov. "Arnold" either. My first interest has always been
girl stuff. Clothes, silky smooth and sensuous undies, stockings and sexy, strappy high heels.
I discovered the thrill of nylon stockings on my legs one day while my parents
and siblings were gone for the day for some unremembered reason. I wasn't
really looking for anything to stoke my adolescent hormones,
but I was poking about in my mothers, "intimates"
drawer and slipped on a pair of stockings. The reaction was immediate and
thrilling. I found a garter belt amongst the sexy lingerie and
instinctively knew how to use it and fasten the garter straps. Since I
was slim and kind of on the small side, my feet slid into a pair of her heels
easily and I paraded around looking at the sexy legs on that doll in the
mirror.
One thing that has always amuses me is the fuss made by everybody about
"learning" to walk in high heels. I put on a pair of my mothers
and walked about. I never had any tendencies to stumble or "fall
over" that you hear about. Proof I suppose that I was really
"meant" to be a girl.
It took but a few minutes to find a sexy pair of panties, a bra, (stuffed with
Kleenex) and a lacy peignoir and I was a looking at the sexiest girl I had ever
seen. You can guess what my next actions were. Needless to say I
pulled the crotch of the panties aside and took care of business. Actually two or three times in the next hour.
I was eight years old and had discovered the "real" me.
From that moment I took advantage of every opportunity to 'inspect" my mothers lingerie drawer. My dad had passed away when I
was 10 and all my older bothers were in college or had their own places.
It was just my mom and "me". She worked during the day or sometimes
evenings so I had oodles of opportunity to luxuriate in nylons n lace.
I did quite a bit of buying "birthday" presents for "mommie". In no time at all I had bras, panties, nighties, long silky stockings, garter belts, all sorts of
lacy lingerie and several pairs of the sexiest high heels you can
imagine. I even purchased a pair of foam falsies through the mail, so I
had tits. Two things were missing though, hair, and make-up. I knew from
zip about such a thing as a wig, and make-up wasn't even imagined. I had
my clothes and a highly active imagination.
I bought an inexpensive, tightly closing overnight case and kept it well
secreted in the overhead of the storage shed behind our house. This was where
"Janine" as I called my other self lived.
Thus I grew into my teens and beyond. I had the normal interest in the
opposite sex and had girlfriends and experimented with the usual sex, enjoying
it immensely. It was the sex of so called "normal" people. It
wasn't until I left school and ventured into the licentious world of working
folks, that I learned of the wonders of oral
sex. Maybe it was the places I worked, but regular ole fashioned screwin' was not the activity of preference Cocksucking was
safer, (no preggy problems), and a proficient
cocksucker can do things no pussy can compete with. Unfortunately for me
I didn't know any gals who had learned this, and I was too damned introverted
to broach the subject that's for sure. So,
it was as much fucking as my current female companion would dispense and good
old Mary hand and her 5 daughters who took care of me at least once a day while
sneaking girlie mags into the bathroom and beating
it, for a long , long time.
I had been an airplane nut since long before I discovered Janine. My dad
had been fascinated by them and not a week went by that he did not take us to
the airport.
I wanted in on flying. Naturally I wanted to be a pilot, you know that
usually self important dick head up front. I wound up where I am today, a
Flight Attendant. You'd be amazed at the opportunities that arise for a TS.
Through all of this I never left my fem side and weekends and evenings I
dressed up at home in Janine's now extensive wardrobe. I never even
considered venturing out. At that time C/D's and TV's were looked upon as
weirdo queers and subject not just to ridicule but arrest and worse.
Then something happened that changed my entire outlook on life. I had
moved to the west coast and lived close enough to Hollywood to do a lot of
shopping there. I discovered a store which
catered to C/D's, and the fetish crowd. There were things I had only
dreamed of in my fantasies. I had over the years discovered I was very
inclined to the exotic world of fetish. Possibly my preoccupation with
wearing sexy women's clothes may have had something to do with it
huh? Hellllloooooo!
In any case, I was rummaging through the
wondrous selection of clothing one day and as I was paying for my
purchases I saw a business card taped to the back of the register.
"TV/CD group" meets second Saturday
at: and it gave an address and a fone number if
interested. Was I ever. I called the
number that day and was treated like a real human being and learned there were
"a LOT" of like minded people such as me.
Talk to any CD/TV and they will all tell you a few absolutes: 1.
YOU, are the only one in the world; 2. you have sworn off at least a
dozen times because it is twisted and weird to do it; and 3. have thrown
away numerous wardrobes vowing to never do it again. Yeah right, and Bill
didn't have sex with that "woman".
I had by now purchased a wig and made an uninformed male attempt at
make-up. In any case I did my best at the time.
When the day of the meeting arrived I drove to the neighborhood and changed, I
made up in a small pickup camper I had, and walked to the house where the get together was held. A large woman/man
answered the door and welcomed me into the group. They were mostly all amateurs
like me, but some were very good at it and one gal was a post-op TS. They
were ALL friendly and accepting, naturally.
One of the girls was in her 60's and easily passed as a mature woman. We
took to each other immediately and we are sisters to this day. She was
originally from Glasgow and her name was Heather. I could listen to her
Scottish burr all day. A sweet wee lass she is.
After attending the get togethers for a few months,
Heather invited me to go with some of the girls to a club which catered to the
TV crowd. I was nervous as a virgin in a whore house about it since I had
never dreamt of venturing out in public, and still had the feeling I would be
ridiculed and heavens knows what else. Probably kidnapped and shipped to some
far eastern bordello as a something or other, since by now I figured myself a
cute little number. Surrre!
The place was the famous "Queen Mary" club in nearby Studio
City.
I could not believe I was going "public" in such a place. I was
sure something terrible would happen and I would wind up who knows where.
As we stood waiting for our drinks my knees were knocking so badly I'm sure
they could be heard in Burbank I could not stand still. That night opened
my eyes to the fact that I was not only "NOT" the only one but there
were a LOT of us.
After that I didn't miss a Saturday nite and was soon
going 3-4-5 nites a week. I met so many
beautiful and dazzling girls, many of whom have become lifelong friends. Friends who don't put on airs or put you down. In other words, "real people'. They aren't trying to
fool anyone, they are being "themselves". Their REAL selves. I got more help and tips on becoming a
girl than money would ever buy.
The clientele at the Queen is not just TV's/CD's To
the contrary. a good many were men who wished either
that they were in my shoes and dressed as a fem., or, many others were
looking for sex. Surprise! surprise !! Wow! were they ever!!!!
If you are not familiar with this club it caters to the CD/TV/TS
community. The main feature is a show room where there is an elaborate
floor show featuring beautiful scantily clad girls in nite
club routines. The difference of course being the girls
are boys. The most gorgeous, sexy girls you have ever seen.
In back of the show room is a bar, The Lion's Den. This is where we
transgender folk and their admirers gathered.
For some reason a couple of the show girls took a fancy to me and took me under
wing and in just a few short weeks I had blossomed and was a stunning red head.
Don't DO that, do THIS. My god girl what are you thinking with THAT!
You're a GIRL, not a BOY!!!
My great legs and the fact I played to them with micro minis,and stiletto heels, and my then new boobs, (see
below), quickly made me pretty damn popular. I found I was a killer
dancer. All the people who worked there treated me so great it was an
unbelievable boost to my ego. The one barkeep in particular was a sweetheart
and a couple years later we took a vacation together. Ummmmm
yummm! Don't wake me yet!
It was while I was enjoying my new life as a comfortable TV that through
discussions with my new friends, TV/CD/TS's that I made a difficult decision. I
began the process of becoming a TS., but not go all
the way. I would have the implants to get the breasts I had always wanted
but keep the penis I loved to play with and have sucked.
Enter Janine, Shemale. It isn't easy hiding a pair of
34DD's but where there's a will there's a way. Supervision doesn't know and the
only way they would find out is if the company Dr. revealed it after a regular
physical, but when the examining Dr. loves playing with my jugs, and getting
the blowjob of the century it's no problem.
It didn't take long before the offers and pick up lines deluged me.
I had always been straight, I 'spose. Girls did
the sucking of cocks. It eventually dawned on me the "I" was a
girl. The more I thought of it the more I started realizing I had been
sexually aroused by the male endowments in erotic mags
as much as by the females. The more I thought of it the hornier I became
thinking about it. I continue to look at all the sexy ladies and enjoy
intercourse with a woman. I also love eating a box lunch at the
"Y" to. But I go ga,ga
over a hot hard penis. I just love to suck cock and guzzle the
reward.
I do not enjoy and want to have nothing to do
with anal sex. It just a'int
my bag. If anyone enjoys it, go to it. Just don't even hint
at it with me. Guess I'm bi-sexual. No that doesn't mean I gotta buy it!
I have no wish, by my aversion to anal sex, of offending any gay persons.
I have bus loads of gay friends and they have no problem with my views on the
subject.
Like people say, "whatever floats ur boat."
After the club closed a few of us usually went for coffee and a snack. I
had been approached many times by guys wanting to take me "home" but
had always begged off. I realized one nite that I was the only one going for
"coffee" that didn't have an escort. So, I
decided it was time for Janine to become part of the group. A cute young guy
chatting me up seemed a nice enough fellow and I had talked with him several
times before but had always declined his invitation. This time I told him
the girls were going for coffee after closing and he was welcome to come
along.
As we sat in the booth he quickly set about running his hands over my mostly
exposed legs, rubbing between my legs, and sneaking a feel or two of my boobs
too.
The conversation worked around to pretty personnel sex stuff. He wanted to take
me home. I decided to take the plunge but there was no way I was
going to put myself at the disadvantage of going
to his place. I was driving that camper though. I offered to let
him go with me into it and we could see what
developed. I made it very clear however that I was interested in oral sex
only. To my delight he said that was all he indulged in too. Thank
you TS genie!!
After finishing our coffee and snack in quick time we went to the parking lot
and got in the camper.
In a flash I was lying back on the cushions, my back against the wardrobe, my
thong discarded and legs wide. My throbbing 9 inches were buried in his
throat and he was sucking my nuts up through the head of my cock. Lord o'
mighty what a cocksucker. I would have cum in no time but he had other
ideas and he used every trick in his large bag of cocksucking
tricks. He played me like a violin for a good 30 minutes until I could be
denied no longer and unloaded what must have been a quart of hot steamy cum
down his gullet.
He slid his fist, slimy with my pre-cum up and down the shaft while licking and
nibbling on the head. He took the knob in his lips and sucked so gently I
thought my brain would explode. Then he slowly sucked the entire length
of my cock into his mouth and throat, all the while licking. When he had
all of it in his throat he flexed the muscles and massaged the knob. I
thought my nuts would burst. He slowly and
carefully raised his head and as I slid from his face he jacked his fist on the
shaft. A few minutes of deepthroating me and he popped it from his mouth and while running his
fist up and down the shaft sucked my balls into his mouth. God I was gonna die. He went back to sucking my tool down his
throat and kept me on the verge of spewing my load like it seemed
forever. I finally could take no more and told him to get ready for a
huge load. If he didn't want to swallow, just grab a towel off the seat
and catch it in that. He shook his head and buried his face in my
belly. I lifted by ass from the seat and pumped a monster load of cum
into his gullet as he guzzled cum, his throat muscles squeezing the entire
length of my spasming member. My first guy date
blow-job, and I had found a master cocksucker.
We kissed and I sucked and lapped up the goo that had escaped his suctioning
mouth eating my own cum. Man alive it was even better than when I masturbated
lying curled on my back on the bed and shot my load into my face...
We took a few minutes to clean up a bit and I then helped him get rid of his
pants. He wore no undershsorts and his
gorgeous, throbbing cock, fairly drooling pre-cum jerked up in my face. I
took the head in my mouth and licked it clean, then pressed him back on the
cushions.
Now it was "MY" turn.
To Be Continued>>>>>>>>>>>>
How Gene came to be Janine, a Shemale TS, and the
life that has followed.
CHAPTER 1
Gene began life as a boy. He discovered his feminine side and is now a
Transsexual, a Shemale, Janine. This is his
early life and how he grew to know his/her true self, an oversexed female with
a bent for the joys of oral sex, with male and female partners.
My name is Gene, I'm also Janine. A lifelong C/D and transvestite, TS(Tranny).
Nowadays the term "tranny" is mostly used
when referring to a Shemale, or transsexual, In the
past it meant a TV (Transvestite)., or C/D (Cross
dresser). With all the changes and advances being made it now really refers to any male dressing or living as a female, with or
without the surgery or drugs used to help in the illusion of a male as a
female. It also refers to a female to male change. This story deals with
Gene/Janine.
It used to be in becoming a transsexual, you had implants to give you breasts,
took hormones and supplements to enhance softness of skin, suppressed
hair growth on face and body. It also resulted in the
shrinking of the male genitals and a decided depression of libido. With
the advances available today a guy with the financial ability to pay, we can
have "Shemales" who are
hung like a moose, with unbounded randy proclivities. Many are so
gorgeous and undetectable as males, (until they drop their undies)
that many do not just pass, they are pursued as the hot,sexy girls they desire to be.
But I digress.
I am one of the latter. I have undergone surgery and have great
implants... I measure a 34DD.
I am/was the youngest of 5 boys. My father always wanted a daughter from
the get go. After 5 failures to produce one he gave up. He came
close with me. My features were always fair and on the fem side.
Growing up I heard it often remarked among relatives, (female), that with legs
like that he "should" have been a girl. I wasn't a sissy but I wasn't
exactly a Gov. "Arnold" either. My first interest has always been
girl stuff. Clothes, silky smooth and sensuous undies, stockings and sexy, strappy high heels.
I discovered the thrill of nylon stockings on my legs one day while my parents
and siblings were gone for the day for some unremembered reason. I wasn't
really looking for anything to stoke my adolescent hormones,
but I was poking about in my mothers, "intimates"
drawer and slipped on a pair of stockings. The reaction was immediate and
thrilling. I found a garter belt amongst the sexy lingerie and
instinctively knew how to use it and fasten the garter straps. Since I
was slim and kind of on the small side, my feet slid into a pair of her heels
easily and I paraded around looking at the sexy legs on that doll in the
mirror.
One thing that has always amuses me is the fuss made by everybody about
"learning" to walk in high heels. I put on a pair of my mothers
and walked about. I never had any tendencies to stumble or "fall
over" that you hear about. Proof I suppose that I was really
"meant" to be a girl.
It took but a few minutes to find a sexy pair of panties, a bra, (stuffed with
Kleenex) and a lacy peignoir and I was a looking at the sexiest girl I had ever
seen. You can guess what my next actions were. Needless to say I
pulled the crotch of the panties aside and took care of business. Actually two or three times in the next hour.
I was eight years old and had discovered the "real" me.
From that moment I took advantage of every opportunity to 'inspect" my mothers lingerie drawer. My dad had passed away when I
was 10 and all my older bothers were in college or had their own places.
It was just my mom and "me". She worked during the day or sometimes
evenings so I had oodles of opportunity to luxuriate in nylons n lace.
I did quite a bit of buying "birthday" presents for "mommie". In no time at all I had bras, panties, nighties, long silky stockings, garter belts, all sorts of
lacy lingerie and several pairs of the sexiest high heels you can
imagine. I even purchased a pair of foam falsies through the mail, so I
had tits. Two things were missing though, hair, and make-up. I knew from
zip about such a thing as a wig, and make-up wasn't even imagined. I had
my clothes and a highly active imagination.
I bought an inexpensive, tightly closing overnight case and kept it well
secreted in the overhead of the storage shed behind our house. This was where
"Janine" as I called my other self lived.
Thus I grew into my teens and beyond. I had the normal interest in the
opposite sex and had girlfriends and experimented with the usual sex, enjoying
it immensely. It was the sex of so called "normal" people. It
wasn't until I left school and ventured into the licentious world of working
folks, that I learned of the wonders of oral
sex. Maybe it was the places I worked, but regular ole fashioned screwin' was not the activity of preference Cocksucking was
safer, (no preggy problems), and a proficient
cocksucker can do things no pussy can compete with. Unfortunately for me
I didn't know any gals who had learned this, and I was too damned introverted
to broach the subject that's for sure. So,
it was as much fucking as my current female companion would dispense and good
old Mary hand and her 5 daughters who took care of me at least once a day while
sneaking girlie mags into the bathroom and beating
it, for a long , long time.
I had been an airplane nut since long before I discovered Janine. My dad
had been fascinated by them and not a week went by that he did not take us to
the airport.
I wanted in on flying. Naturally I wanted to be a pilot, you know that
usually self important dick head up front. I wound up where I am today, a
Flight Attendant. You'd be amazed at the opportunities that arise for a TS.
Through all of this I never left my fem side and weekends and evenings I
dressed up at home in Janine's now extensive wardrobe. I never even
considered venturing out. At that time C/D's and TV's were looked upon as
weirdo queers and subject not just to ridicule but arrest and worse.
Then something happened that changed my entire outlook on life. I had
moved to the west coast and lived close enough to Hollywood to do a lot of
shopping there. I discovered a store which
catered to C/D's, and the fetish crowd. There were things I had only
dreamed of in my fantasies. I had over the years discovered I was very
inclined to the exotic world of fetish. Possibly my preoccupation with
wearing sexy women's clothes may have had something to do with it
huh? Hellllloooooo!
In any case, I was rummaging through the
wondrous selection of clothing one day and as I was paying for my
purchases I saw a business card taped to the back of the register.
"TV/CD group" meets second Saturday
at: and it gave an address and a fone number if
interested. Was I ever. I called the
number that day and was treated like a real human being and learned there were
"a LOT" of like minded people such as me.
Talk to any CD/TV and they will all tell you a few absolutes: 1.
YOU, are the only one in the world; 2. you have sworn off at least a
dozen times because it is twisted and weird to do it; and 3. have thrown
away numerous wardrobes vowing to never do it again. Yeah right, and Bill
didn't have sex with that "woman".
I had by now purchased a wig and made an uninformed male attempt at
make-up. In any case I did my best at the time.
When the day of the meeting arrived I drove to the neighborhood and changed, I
made up in a small pickup camper I had, and walked to the house where the get together was held. A large woman/man
answered the door and welcomed me into the group. They were mostly all amateurs
like me, but some were very good at it and one gal was a post-op TS. They
were ALL friendly and accepting, naturally.
One of the girls was in her 60's and easily passed as a mature woman. We
took to each other immediately and we are sisters to this day. She was
originally from Glasgow and her name was Heather. I could listen to her
Scottish burr all day. A sweet wee lass she is.
After attending the get togethers for a few months,
Heather invited me to go with some of the girls to a club which catered to the
TV crowd. I was nervous as a virgin in a whore house about it since I had
never dreamt of venturing out in public, and still had the feeling I would be
ridiculed and heavens knows what else. Probably kidnapped and shipped to some
far eastern bordello as a something or other, since by now I figured myself a
cute little number. Surrre!
The place was the famous "Queen Mary" club in nearby Studio
City.
I could not believe I was going "public" in such a place. I was
sure something terrible would happen and I would wind up who knows where.
As we stood waiting for our drinks my knees were knocking so badly I'm sure
they could be heard in Burbank I could not stand still. That night opened
my eyes to the fact that I was not only "NOT" the only one but there
were a LOT of us.
After that I didn't miss a Saturday nite and was soon
going 3-4-5 nites a week. I met so many
beautiful and dazzling girls, many of whom have become lifelong friends. Friends who don't put on airs or put you down. In other words, "real people'. They aren't trying to
fool anyone, they are being "themselves". Their REAL selves. I got more help and tips on becoming a
girl than money would ever buy.
The clientele at the Queen is not just TV's/CD's To
the contrary. a good many were men who wished either
that they were in my shoes and dressed as a fem., or, many others were
looking for sex. Surprise! surprise !! Wow! were they ever!!!!
If you are not familiar with this club it caters to the CD/TV/TS
community. The main feature is a show room where there is an elaborate
floor show featuring beautiful scantily clad girls in nite
club routines. The difference of course being the girls
are boys. The most gorgeous, sexy girls you have ever seen.
In back of the show room is a bar, The Lion's Den. This is where we
transgender folk and their admirers gathered.
For some reason a couple of the show girls took a fancy to me and took me under
wing and in just a few short weeks I had blossomed and was a stunning red head.
Don't DO that, do THIS. My god girl what are you thinking with THAT!
You're a GIRL, not a BOY!!!
My great legs and the fact I played to them with micro minis,and stiletto heels, and my then new boobs, (see
below), quickly made me pretty damn popular. I found I was a killer
dancer. All the people who worked there treated me so great it was an
unbelievable boost to my ego. The one barkeep in particular was a sweetheart
and a couple years later we took a vacation together. Ummmmm
yummm! Don't wake me yet!
It was while I was enjoying my new life as a comfortable TV that through
discussions with my new friends, TV/CD/TS's that I made a difficult decision. I
began the process of becoming a TS., but not go all
the way. I would have the implants to get the breasts I had always wanted
but keep the penis I loved to play with and have sucked.
Enter Janine, Shemale. It isn't easy hiding a pair of
34DD's but where there's a will there's a way. Supervision doesn't know and the
only way they would find out is if the company Dr. revealed it after a regular
physical, but when the examining Dr. loves playing with my jugs, and getting
the blowjob of the century it's no problem.
It didn't take long before the offers and pick up lines deluged me.
I had always been straight, I 'spose. Girls did
the sucking of cocks. It eventually dawned on me the "I" was a
girl. The more I thought of it the more I started realizing I had been
sexually aroused by the male endowments in erotic mags
as much as by the females. The more I thought of it the hornier I became
thinking about it. I continue to look at all the sexy ladies and enjoy
intercourse with a woman. I also love eating a box lunch at the
"Y" to. But I go ga,ga
over a hot hard penis. I just love to suck cock and guzzle the
reward.
I do not enjoy and want to have nothing to do
with anal sex. It just a'int
my bag. If anyone enjoys it, go to it. Just don't even hint
at it with me. Guess I'm bi-sexual. No that doesn't mean I gotta buy it!
I have no wish, by my aversion to anal sex, of offending any gay persons.
I have bus loads of gay friends and they have no problem with my views on the
subject.
Like people say, "whatever floats ur boat."
After the club closed a few of us usually went for coffee and a snack. I
had been approached many times by guys wanting to take me "home" but
had always begged off. I realized one nite that I was the only one going for
"coffee" that didn't have an escort. So, I
decided it was time for Janine to become part of the group. A cute young guy
chatting me up seemed a nice enough fellow and I had talked with him several
times before but had always declined his invitation. This time I told him
the girls were going for coffee after closing and he was welcome to come
along.
As we sat in the booth he quickly set about running his hands over my mostly
exposed legs, rubbing between my legs, and sneaking a feel or two of my boobs
too.
The conversation worked around to pretty personnel sex stuff. He wanted to take
me home. I decided to take the plunge but there was no way I was
going to put myself at the disadvantage of going
to his place. I was driving that camper though. I offered to let
him go with me into it and we could see what
developed. I made it very clear however that I was interested in oral sex
only. To my delight he said that was all he indulged in too. Thank
you TS genie!!
After finishing our coffee and snack in quick time we went to the parking lot
and got in the camper.
In a flash I was lying back on the cushions, my back against the wardrobe, my
thong discarded and legs wide. My throbbing 9 inches were buried in his
throat and he was sucking my nuts up through the head of my cock. Lord o'
mighty what a cocksucker. I would have cum in no time but he had other
ideas and he used every trick in his large bag of cocksucking
tricks. He played me like a violin for a good 30 minutes until I could be
denied no longer and unloaded what must have been a quart of hot steamy cum
down his gullet.
He slid his fist, slimy with my pre-cum up and down the shaft while licking and
nibbling on the head. He took the knob in his lips and sucked so gently I
thought my brain would explode. Then he slowly sucked the entire length
of my cock into his mouth and throat, all the while licking. When he had
all of it in his throat he flexed the muscles and massaged the knob. I
thought my nuts would burst. He slowly and
carefully raised his head and as I slid from his face he jacked his fist on the
shaft. A few minutes of deepthroating me and he popped it from his mouth and while running his
fist up and down the shaft sucked my balls into his mouth. God I was gonna die. He went back to sucking my tool down his
throat and kept me on the verge of spewing my load like it seemed
forever. I finally could take no more and told him to get ready for a
huge load. If he didn't want to swallow, just grab a towel off the seat
and catch it in that. He shook his head and buried his face in my
belly. I lifted by ass from the seat and pumped a monster load of cum
into his gullet as he guzzled cum, his throat muscles squeezing the entire
length of my spasming member. My first guy date
blow-job, and I had found a master cocksucker.
We kissed and I sucked and lapped up the goo that had escaped his suctioning
mouth eating my own cum. Man alive it was even better than when I masturbated
lying curled on my back on the bed and shot my load into my face...
We took a few minutes to clean up a bit and I then helped him get rid of his
pants. He wore no undershsorts and his
gorgeous, throbbing cock, fairly drooling pre-cum jerked up in my face. I
took the head in my mouth and licked it clean, then pressed him back on the
cushions.
Now it was "MY" turn.
To Be Continued>>>>>>>>>>>>
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