First off, I’m a straight male.
I was raised a normal kid. Normal life. Made good grades in school. My parents weren’t rich, but we had money. I got to go to a private college and finished my Masters.
Thee were a few years in my life that I’m ashamed of. Especially now that I was married and had kids. I’m on this blog as therapy, to put down what I went through and hopefully get closure. Right now I have a successful business and am dating women on a regular basis. No more marriage for me.
I always dated girls. I got one girl pregnant and she had an abortion. I still feel guilty about that.
When I got to college, it was a whole new world. People really didn’t judge others quite harshly as in high school. I dated different race girls, something that was forbidden where I grew up.
Like I said, I went to a private college but in a Liberal city.
Had lots of fun.
There was a halloween party my freshman year. I dressed up as a woman. I wasn’t like, hot, but I did make a good looking woman. It was at a frat house across town. Something I’d never seen. There were lots of people and lots of pretty girls. Alot of them were dressed in skimpy costumes, and I was getting horny. As it got later, the party got wilder. I’d dance with girls and they’d grind into me. Something about me wearing a dress turned them on. I guess they were living out their lesbian fantasies. Something else was there that I’d never been around. Pot. Pot and lots of booze. I’d drank a beer or two at high school after game parties, but never hard liquor and certainly not pot. I did both at this party. I got so fuckin’ wasted. It was after midnight, and people were getting loose. I saw girls giving boys blowjobs in the hallways, fucking in the other rooms and I was just amazed. I had to go piss, and when I came out, I was disoriented. I stumbled into this room were a couple guys were sitting, talking. They said come on in and I sat on a couch. We started talking and I was either passing out or dozing off every few minutes. I felt so damn good. One guy asked me how I felt dressing up. And I said to tell you the truth, it kinda’ turned me on because I was smashed and felt weird. To tell you the truth, the panties, dress and stockings felt good against my skin. The whole time I was at the party, I was imagining what it would be like to be a girl. I remember telling him that. Next thing I know, they’re sitting on either side of me, drinking and giving me drinks. The guy asked me if I wanted to experience being a girl and I said sure, why not. So he took his dick out and sat there for a second. So I reached down and started playing with his dick. It was weird. I just sat there, staring at his dick. I’d never touched someone’s dick before. Then he did what I’d done to several girls in high school. He reached around and put his hand on the back of my head and started to push down a little. I didn’t even hesitate. I practically fell on his dick with my mouth. I got on the floor between his legs and started going up and down with my mouth. I imagined being a girl and started pumping his dick while I sucked on it. I quickly got into it. I wanted to be a whore. Then I felt the other guy grab my hand and put it on his dick, so I started giving him a handjob. By now I was taking as much of that dick down my throat as I could and moaning like a girl. I heard the other guy say something and the guy who’s dick I was sucking said I think there’s some oil in the bathroom down the hall. Next thing I know, I feel my skirt being raised, and then my panties came down. I stopped sucking and said fuck my ass. Fuck me like a whore. And that’s just what he did. I felt some baby oil go on my asshole, and then the pressure of his dick. It hurt like a mother fucker at first, but I relaxed and let it happen. Once it quit hurting, I was turned on like hell. I couldn’t suck that dick hard enough or get enough of it down my throat. And that dick in my ass was something I’d never felt before. It was amazing. I wanted to be a girl at that moment. What I couldn’t get in my mouth I was jacking off. I was pushing back as hard as I could on the dick in my ass. Then I reached down with my other hand and started jacking off. Just about the time that guy came in my ass I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I stopped to enjoy it, and the guy who’s dick I was sucking tole me not to stop, and he was pushing my head down. Fucking my mouth. I heard him groan and then he came in my mouth. It tasted awful but I didn’t care.
That was my first gay encounter, and that was it until after I got out of college. And it was always when I got drunk. I’d lose all my inhibitions when I got drunk. I knew that, and I tried to stay away from booze.
