Then I masturbated to completion. After I came, I felt silly, and brushed it off as a sexual fantasy.So, whether I was BORN "that way," or became that...way as a result of my pact with Satan, I gradually found myself gravitating toward homosexual thoughts, and a few days later, I experimented with cross dressing for the first time. Again, I was home alone and masturbating, and apropos of nothing, I ran to my mom's room and painted my lips red with one of her lipsticks! Then I stepped into a pair. Thank God for tinted windows. I'd barely gotten started when his cum squirted down my throat. I quickly sucked him clean, kissed him with my cummy mouth, and we were on our way to Brooklyn.Arriving at my place, I led him right up to the playroom. He wanted to shower after his flight, so I joined him. We spent long time in the steamy shower exploring each others bodies, teasing, kissing, sucking. Warmed and relaxed, we got into bed. Several bottles of lube, as well as several different sized. Even in the midst of all this he couldn’t help but note that he had never before had all three of them kneeling before him like this. If he discounted occasions that had immediately lead to sex it hadn’t really happened at all. Having them all lower than him on the ground, looking up at him with their blank faces ... it really drove home just how much his life had changed. He looked at them in turn; taking this moment to reflect.His mother’s voluptuous body and angelic face had been the focus. It had been three weeks since I found an ad posted online seeking two submissive males for "training." I read the description which said, "Attention sissy boys! Have you ever wished that you were a trained sissy slut? Of course we both know the answer to that! I'm sure as you were pathetically scowling the web to find things to excite your little clitty, you've ran across such things before. However, the difference is this time it's real! You've finally found it! All that's left is for you to.