I was 19 and was just out of high school. I had a tough time in school, I was always the quiet nice guy type. That in combination with my lack of masculinity (girly face, skinny hour glass shaped body and big bubble butt and thighs) made it almost impossible to get laid.
I had what I thought was a serious girlfriend for a while, a beautiful freckle face redhead girl with a big butt named Jennifer. She had planted seeds in my head about not being an "alpha" because I couldn't make her cum during sex. She said her ex always made her cum and that it should be easy.
She wanted me to use a dildo on her that was easily twice the size of my cock. This made me realize I had a small cock and it made me think a lot about her getting fucked by bigger better cocks. This confused my sexuality.
I found out in the end she was cheating on me with her ex the whole time. Also I eventually found out she was fucking a black guy who graduated a few years ahead of us and had a reputation for having a huge cock.
She broke up with me. I'd have stayed with her no matter who she fucked but she had no need for my little cock and scrawny body. She chose real men because they could fuck her better than me.
After that there was a lot of jerking off and porn rabbit holes. I went on a cuckold porn binge first, thinking about my ex getting fucked by big alpha cocks. Then watched white girls with a big butt like hers getting fucked by black guys.
I would see the occasional cuck video where the boyfriend sucks the guys dick or eats his cum from her pussy. That started to turn me on more and more. At some point the cuck porn led me into sissy porn, where instead of just letting guys fuck your girl you let guys fuck you.
These types of videos explained what it is to be a sissy, and described what a sissy type guy is like. The description fit me so perfectly it was undeniable. I knew in my heart I was actually not a man and that I was a sissy boy. I continued to act straight in appearance and demeanor in public but behind closed doors was becoming a bitch.
I still had a few pairs of Jennifer's thongs at my house that I kept in a shoe box under my bed. I'd take them out and sniff them sometimes because they were dirty when she left them here and you could still faintly smell her pussy.
Eventually I had started wearing them, and they fit my big girly ass perfectly. I'd jerk off looking in the mirror or at pictures of my ass in her thong. I loved how it felt to have the thong slide up into my big butt and how sexy and girly my ass looked in a thong.
I only had a little bit of body hair poking out and since I wasn't having any sex or dating anyone anyway, I decided I'd shave some down there. The more I shaved the more some became everything, and it went from a trim to a razor shave. I'd shave myself smooth everywhere. It felt good to be smooth and soft and it made the pictures I was taking so much better. I was really starting to feel like a sissy.
On top of that I had started collecting what I could discretely gather for leggings and skirts that showed off my ass. I was dressing up taking pictures of my body all the time. I was learning that it felt good to behave like a slutty girl. The taboo of being a sissy was the only thing that turned me on, and the only thing I could think about most of the time.
Eventually I started playing with my asshole and fingering it and rubbing it every time I jerked off, which was often. I would put my soapy fingers as deep as I could into my ass every time I took a shower. Then I bought a butt plug, after driving an hour away to a sex shop so that I wouldn't be recognized.
I still hadn't done anything with a guy but all I thought about was cock now. I was watching sissy porn that promotes the idea of being with a "daddy" type, and that became what I was most interested in. I felt like I'd always loved older guys, I remembered wanting to please the older men in my life and looking for their approval. The taboo of having sex with a much much older man turned me on beyond belief. You can definitely say I have daddy issues..
Anyway, I became fixated with older men and would wonder how big there cocks were every time I crossed paths with them. I was starting to lust after older guys, even flirting with them being overly touchy every time I was around teachers, coworkers and even family that fit the bill. I was seeming to get only positive reactions. Older guys like me too, I guess they could sense that I was becoming a sissy. I just wanted to show them my body and my ass, I knew they would love it..
At some point I mustered up the courage to post on a personals page that allowed you to post a picture and a brief description of what you're looking for. I put a picture of my ass in leggings pulled down just enough to reveal my thong. I said I was a curious 19 year old sissy boy with no experience, looking for a daddy type to explore with. Well, my inbox was flooded with messages. A lot of the responses were junk but a few were exactly what I was looking for.
It felt so good to be wanted and to have people pursuing me, especially big strong horny men. I loved being complimented on my ass. I loved the filthy things the guys were saying to me and being called names like sissy, faggot and bitch. I loved the random cock pictures men would send me.
My confidence as a sissy boy skyrocketed. I knew now that men really did find my body to be as sexy as I thought it was. I had gotten so many men throwing themselves at me that I was feeling hotter than ever. This was all so new and fun to me, I must have cum a thousand times reading the horny messages and staring at all the cock pictures.
I started conversations with lots of guys. Most were impatient and pushy, that was kind of attractive to me in a way but I was also very hesitant and scared so I didn't click with those guys as much.
One conversation that started to develop was with a 59 year old guy named Kevin. He was assertive but loving and admiring. He gave me so much praise and it seemed like he was really into my body. He showed me so many pictures of his big cock and videos of him fucking his wife and jerking his cock.
He had a huge cock, maybe 8 inches but thick, similar to the size of the dildo my ex had. He told me how much he loved my ass and how he wanted to treat me like his girly slut. I told him I'm new and that I couldn't take his huge cock in me even if I wanted to. He didn't argue but was still eager to set up a date to play. He said he really just wanted me to taste his cock and that once I had a taste I'd be hooked. He was eager to make plans with me but also seemed very patient.
I really did want to suck on his big cock though. I was thinking about it all the time and chatting with daddy all throughout the day, looking at his cock and fantasizing.
I was super hesitant to go through with a meeting as I was petrified of family and friends finding out I had such a gay side to me. He was very convincing and reassuring, telling me everything I needed to hear to feel comfortable. After a few weeks of chatting back and forth via email, then text messages, exchanging a lot of pictures but never face pics, we finally set up a date to play.
He picked me up in a Walmart parking lot, it was cold and I had a big jacket on. I recognized the make of his car but had never seen him, when I opened the door and saw his face I was relieved, he wasn't handsome but a very plain looking slightly overweight daddy type, he had a welcoming smile. I had worn my leggings and thong, hiding them under baggy sweat pants. His car was warm and I felt comfortable and safe with him.
We had made plans to go to a hotel, he told me he already checked in and that we can go through a side door where nobody will see us. As he talked to me and drove he kept looking over at me with a deviant smile, he was steering with one hand and with his other gently caressing my thigh, which even through the thick sweat pants and legging sent electricity through my whole body. That was my first romantic touch from a man and I loved it and instantly craved more.
I was too nervous to do anything back but my cock was rock hard in my sweatpants, daddy's touch was exactly what I needed. He slid his hand under the front of my jacket and down my belly into my sweat pants. He felt my hard little prick pressed against my panties, he looked over and told me I was a good boy, I smiled back and said thank you daddy.
It was a short drive and we pulled up to the hotel which was a Hampton Inn. We went in the side door as he described and I followed him to the room. Instead of taking the elevator we went up the stairwell, he reached out and took my hand, now I was holding daddy's hand being guided to a hotel room to suck his dick.
My heart was about to pound out of my chest I was so nervous but I just went with things like I was on autopilot. I was scared I'd see someone I know or even a stranger, and they would see that I'm holding this old guys hand and following him like I was his girl. This part of the experience was unexpected but sort of thrilling.1