Date: Fri, 15 Dec 2006 14:03:54 -0800 (PST)
From: bill bobber <givingitupgladly@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Getting Started - 5

Jim had just finished telling me about his relationship with "Anna" at
college. About how she was really a young man named Andrew, but in the
privacy of their apartment, Anna appeared. Jim had then told me that they
regularly had sex together. That really got me. Any thought I might have
had that this was all some kind of joke that was being played on me had
now disappeared. Jim was making it very clear - he had enjoyed making
love with a young man dressed in girls clothing. Of course, I was a young
man who was wearing girls clothing. (It might be only my sister's stolen
panties, but I mean, it was the idea that counted. And I hoped to
have more of a wardrobe in the future.) So could not stop myself from
saying that I wished I could be Anna. There was my admission to Jim. It
translates into -  "I want to wear girl's clothing for you and then I
want to please you sexually, as a girl would."
After the words, "I wish I were Anna," left my mouth, I sat stunned that
I had actually had the nerve to say them. My heart was way out on the
line here and I was terrified that I would be laughed at or treated as a
kid who didn't understand what I was taking about. To my infinite relief,
Jim smiled at me and said, "I'm really, really glad to hear you say that
Randy."
My heart melted. I let out the huge breath that I had been holding as I
waited for his reaction. Everything was going to be okay. I started to
feel that I would to be able to trust Jim. I looked into his beautiful
brown eyes and thought again how handsome he was.
"If you want, you could sit over a little closer," he invited. I was
still very nervous, but something inside me knew that this was an offer I
could not turn down. Feeling incredibly excited, like a girl who is going
to sit next to her boyfriend, I moved across the big bench seat until I
was sitting right next to Jim. Our bodies were touching and I could
feel his warmth and smell his manly scent. He put his arm around me. I
wasn't going to pretend now. I loved this. This is what I had wanted from
Paul, but had been to scared to admit even to myself. I had wanted to
feel like a girl who will be protected, looked after, desired, and loved
by her man.
Then, when I looked up at him to see what he wanted to do next, he showed
me. His lips were soft, but I could feel the slight roughness of a man's
skin. My lips parted to accept him and I was lost.
We kissed for several minutes before coming up for air. When we did I
couldn't help but giggle like a girl. I was so excited by this.
Jim started to kiss me again, and I kissed back just as hard. His hands
were touching me and making my whole body feel electric. Then, he took
hold of my hand and guided it to his crotch.
I eagerly took the hint. What I felt under my hand both scared and
excited me. This was a man's penis. The jeans Jim wore could not hide the
fact that he had a very large cock and it was straining to be released. I
revelled in the naughtiness of rubbing a man's rampant penis. We were
both getting very excited and Jim then asked me to undress.
"I want to see you wearing only your panties," he said with a wicked look
in his eye.
I couldn't deny him. My pants and shirt were off in seconds.
And there I was, naked, except for some very lacy pink panties in front
of a very horny looking man.
"I want to see your cock" I couldn't believe I had just said that - but I
had. Jim smiled even more and said, "help yourself."
My hands were trembling so much that I could barely undo his button and
lower his zipper. As I did I was aware of only how much I loved being
able to do this. And how many times I had dreamt of being able to do this
to a man I could give myself to.
Jim lifted his hips so I could pull his pants down lower, and that was
when I got my first look at the beautiful piece of meat that I was going
to soon become very familiar with.
I had been impressed with Paul's cock because it was several inches
bigger than mine, but Jim's was in a whole different league. Not only
long and thick, it was a darker colour than the rest of his skin, and it
was entirely gorgeous. I knew at that moment that I loved men's cocks.
"Do I get a hand job like my brother?" asked Jim.
"No, you get the special treatment," I replied as I lowered my head down
towards his lap.
For a moment I just took in the wonderful scent of his cock and the
beauty of its skin and hair at the base. Then I had to touch it - with my
face. I rubbed my face against it while giving it little kisses. I was
kissing a mans cock! I wasn't embarrassed, or confused though. I was
loving it. There had never been anything I had wanted to do more than
please Jim right then. And I knew the best way to please him.
My mouth must have known it would be in use soon because there was a lot
of saliva when I first took the head of Jim's cock into my mouth. That
was good. It meant I was making an awesome slurping noise as I tried to
get as much of his big cock in me as possible.
"Slow down and take it easy," Jim whispered. He started caressing my head
and running his fingers through my hair as I bobbed up and down of this
wonderful new toy. His loving touch only made me want to please him even
more.
"Mmmmm, you're a natural. Yesss, OHH! That feels so good!" Jim kept up a
steady stream of encouragements and compliments as I kept working on his
big tool. I was, meanwhile, overwhelmed by the new sensations I was
encountering. The feel of skin against my lips and tongue that is hard,
but slightly soft, and so incredibly smooth.The taste of the slippery
liquid that leaked from the big opening at the end of Jim's penis. The
sound of my dedicated sucking and the grunts and sighs of pleasure from
the man I am working so hard to please.
I wanted it to last forever, and thankfully, my lover was a man who knew
how to hold his orgasm until he was ready. This allowed me at
least twenty minutes of hard sucking and tonguing and learning.
Eventually though, I felt Jim's cock begin to reach a new level of
hardness. I knew that we were getting close so I increased my bobbing
speed. Jim's moans and sighs began to get more and more urgent, until,
Ahhhh, that glorious moment.
I am immensely proud to be able to say that a man has cum in my mouth.
That I gave him that bone-wracking orgasm by loving his cock so expertly
with my mouth. It makes me even more proud to say that when Jim came in
my mouth I did everything I could to swallow all of his huge load. I
admit, some escaped past the tight seal my lips made around the shaft of
his cock. But not much, and I licked it up later anyway. As Jim held my
head in both hands and pumped shot after shot of hot cum into my waiting
mouth I just kept thinking to myself - I have found my place. I want to
do this forever. I want to be the one who can please my man the very
best. I want to be Jim's girlfriend and have him use and love me as if I
were a girl. I want him to cum in mouth everyday. And later, when I learn
how, I want him to fuck me and fuck me as I squeal with pleasure. And I
want to do all of this wearing the sexiest, most feminine clothing and
lingerie possible.

To be continued


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letters. After all, I do love to please.
Randylad(y)