Date: Mon, 18 Jul 2016 10:08:15 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ed to Eydie Part 8

Ed to Eydie (part 8)

I'm a straight cocksucker – I think – I like girls, not guys, but
love to suck cock.  It's a confusing mess until a guy I'm blowing wants to
be a girl!  Enjoy this work of fiction, based on a sub-story of Sucking
Scott.

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We snuggled for a time, and then decided to get dressed before Mr. Fletcher
got home.  Eydie took the washcloth and said she would rinse it out, and
directed me to the bathroom to clean up.

Afterward I brought the butter back to Mrs. Fletcher and thanked her for
being so wonderful – so open minded and considerate.  She smiled and
said I must have done well with Eydie, because she was smiling so broadly.

I thanked her again for making this opportunity available to us.

"Most of all, Mrs. Fletcher," I said, "thank you for making such a
difference in Eydie's life."

She blushed and said they were both very glad to help, wanting to do better
than for her son."

When she said that, she seemed to sadden.  "You see," she said, "My son
said he was really a girl – we took him to lots of specialists to try to
'fix' him, until we lost him to suicide."

My jaw dropped and I said, "I'm so very sorry, Mrs. Fletcher – that must
have been terrible."

"It was," she said, "but since then we learned a lot about transgender
issues, and wanted to give Eydie room to bloom."

I smiled and said that Eydie was definitely blooming under their care.

As Eydie entered the room, Mrs. Fletcher said, "It looks to me like you
make her bloom tonight."

Eydie blushed and I hugged her.  She said, "Can Bill stay to meet
Mr. Fletcher?"

Mrs. Fletcher agreed, and gave us both a couple of cokes.

We sat down and talked for a while, until Mr. Fletcher arrived.  I was a
little nervous, like I was meeting my girlfriends father – actually, in
a way, I was!

I greeted Mr. Fletcher, who said he was glad to meet me, since Eydie talked
so highly of me.

He leaned close to me and said, "You've got a pretty special girl there –
I hope you will treat her well,"

"Yes sir!" I replied, "I plan to keep a smile on her face."

He looked at Eydie, still smiling from our time together and said, "Looks
like you've made a good start!"

I went home for supper, feeling like I was the luckiest guy in the world!

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The next day Eydie was on my mind from the moment I awoke, and I decided
that I really wanted her to be my girlfriend in every sense of the word.
Eydie was very feminine and would have no difficulty "passing" as a girl in
public, since she was already doing every day at her school.  But I didn't
want her just for sex – that was certainly wonderful, but I wanted to
love her, and was already having very special feelings for her.  She could
be my girlfriend publicly, and perhaps one day I could marry her, just as
Jim had married Melissa.

I'm not sure how that could be possible, because a man simply can't marry a
man.  I knew that Eydie and Melissa were really women, albeit special ones.
Still, they started out as men, so how Melissa did become legally a woman?
I would have to talk with Jim and Melissa about this.

Eydie was changing my life and changing the way I think and look at the
world, just as sucking Scott for the first time had changed me.  As a boy
just now in high school I had already given over a hundred blowjobs, and it
looked like I was going to be a cocksucker for the rest of my life, and
worried that it might prevent me from having a normal life.

I called Eydie and arranged to see her the next day.  I told her that I
wanted to take her to the malt shop.  After school I went to Eydie's and
Mrs. Fletcher greeted me and invited me in.

"Eydie tells me that you are different from other boys," she said, "I am
glad you are taking her out."

"I care about Eydie, and want her to be a real girlfriend," I said, "not
just a bedroom girlfriend.  I love being intimate with Eydie, but I want
more than that."

"More than that?" she asked, "what more do you want?"

"I want the whole girl!" I declared, "She has given me her body, but I want
her heart and mind as well."

"I think you are well on your way," she said, "and I am very happy for the
both of you."

Eydie entered the room and I stood up and took her into my arms.  We kissed
while Mrs. Fletcher watched and smiled.

"I'll get Eydie back in a couple of hours," I said as we departed.

We drove to the malt shop and we ordered a large chocolate malt with two
straws, which we shared.

I was very nervous as I poured out my heart to Eydie.  She smiled broadly
and said that I had made her very happy and that she wanted to be my
girlfriend in every way.

"Being a girl seems very natural for you," I said, and asked, "do you
intend to remain a girl for the rest of your life?"

"I would like that, but am not sure it will be possible," she said, "it's
not just a matter of my dressing like a girl."

"Eydie dear, to me, you ARE a girl," I said, "what makes you a girl is what
is between your ears, not what is between your legs!"

"But you like what's between my legs," Eydie said with a grin.

"Yes!" I agreed, "Both front and back!"

Eydie smiled and said, "Remaining a girl isn't that simple.  I was born a
boy and that's what my birth certificate says.  There is a war going on,
and in a few years I'll have to register for the draft.  If I have to go to
Viet Nam it will be all over for Eydie!"

"If we could figure out how to do it," I asked, "would you be willing to
give up being a boy forever?"

"Gladly!" exclaimed Eydie, "but I don't even know where to start."

"Let me see what I can find out," I said, "there may be a way."

I took Eydie home and kissed her as I left.  She told me that she really
liked just being with me as my girlfriend.

I stopped by Jim and Melissa's home and was greeted by Melissa.  She
invited me in.  Jim had just arrived home and said he was glad to see me.

"I have something very important I need to discuss with you," I said,
sitting down with them, "Do you remember my Eydie?"

"Yes," they answered, "the cross-dresser friend of yours."

"Eydie is not just a boy playing dress-up," I continued, "she is living her
life as a girl and wants to be a girl forever."

"That sounds very nice for both of you," Melissa said.

"Yes, and I have grown to really love her," I said, "but for Eydie to truly
become a woman, she needs to leave her past behind."

I explained the birth certificate problem and the possibility of her being
drafted, and we all agreed that it would be a disaster if that happened.

Jim and Melissa said they would think about Eydie's situation and make some
inquiries.  They suggested that I bring Eydie to meet them soon, to which I
agreed, planning for the weekend.

I thanked them and left for home.  I called Eydie and arranged to take her
out to a movie on Saturday, and told her that I wanted her to meet some
friends who could help with her future.  Eydie was excited at the prospect
and thanked me.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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