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Well I was a fem sissy growing up and would "play house" with other sissies and boys. Our role was being the girl or wife, of course. So we would dress in girls clothing and kiss and suck the boys. I always wanted to be a girl and always was attracted to guys. Just being girlie and feminine and submissive has been the best thing ever for me.

At 12 or 13 I was playing house and dressing up with another sissy. One time we were alone with two boys and we sucked them. Other boys soon joined in and we sucked boys until we graduated from high school.

When I was 12 I had a sissy friend. We would dress up in our mother's and sister's lingerie and clothes at his house. One day two boys joined us and I watched him suck them off. I started ogling boys and men in locker rooms and could not resist the urge to be like my sissy friend. So I soon joined in suckimg the neighborhood boys regularly.

I would like the guy lying in bed naked with his legs apart and me with access to his cock and balls to kiss and lick and suck. I feel he is in the most comfortable position to be worshipped. And I can take my time savoring his cock and balls because I am comfortable too. You can take your time taking in his musky smell and well, just enjoy him. You also have access to his asshole! After your man comes in your mouth you can kiss your way back up his body to his nipples and pits and his mouth to enjoy some kissing and cuddling!

When I was in high school, the school's sissies were never invited to the guys' parties. I should say rarely. If you could get someone to buy beer, like a big brother, you could attend. But the sissies would also be the entertainment. We sissies would get the older brother of one sissy to buy the beer, with the sissies' money, of course, and not the partygoers'. Many of the parties were held in a garage owned by one guy's grandfather. There was a fridge, card tables, folding chairs, a couch, running water and a bathroom in there. Even a tv hooked up and a boom box. When the sissies, from 2 to 5 or 6 arrived with the beer, we were expected to strip at least down to our panties, and bra if your were wearing one. Or be naked if the guys told you. They remained clothed, so it was a scene like no other. We sissies were allowed to drink too but performed blow jobs -- and swallowed everything -- all night long, sometimes for 6 hours until the last guy left. Then we were expected to clean up the garage when the last guy was gone. You could suck half a dozen cocks or maybe 2 dozen, depending on the attendance of the partygoers and the sissies. I bet I attended a dozen such parties. The most memorable one was when a group of girls crashed the party. They got to watch the school's sissies giving blowjobs in their bras and panties. Before that, the guys sort of kept it a secret, but after that it was all over the high school. About a half dozen of us sissies were subject to even more humiliation and bullying than usual. We were used to the male bullies but the girls could dish it out too. One girl gave me a bra and panty set and announced it out loud in a crowded school hallway, with teachers and others standing by. One gym teacher was really nasty to us. When one sissy said he couldn't take gym class and didn't have a good reason, the teacher slammed him against a locker. He cried, for which he was further ridiculed. Teacher got away with it. Incident is still talked about many years later. Me, I loved giving the guys blowjobs despite the humiliation because I loved being an effeminate sissy and i was insatiable in high school when it came to guys and their delicious cocks. And so many hot guys!

I was molested over a year's time by a neighborhood man when I was 12 and he was in his 30s, I believe. Let me start by saying I was very effeminate. I had started playing dress-up in my sisters' clothes with another sissy. I would see the man around the neighborhood and he started saying hello to me. He started talking to me and would offer to buy me a can of pop if I walked with him to the neighborhood store, which I gladly did. He would make small talk with me and then leave after giving me a squeeze or hug. This went on half a dozen times or so. He said he was glad I was his friend. He said to stop by his house sometime for a pop instead of the store. Well, I gladly did that too. Pretty naive, right. So, I'm at his house and I remember that he got very close to me on the couch and actually put his leg over me and sort of pinned me. As he was talking he slid his hand down my shorts and felt me up. He chuckled when he realized I was wearing panties, my sister's. He kept playing with my little penis and then started kissing my face and then my mouth. Well, I panicked. I said something like my mom was expecting me home and I really had to go right away. I recall thinking about what happened all night long. I was confused because I actually liked it. He was a nice and good looking man, after all. So I went to his house the next day. Same scenario played out. He knew what I was thinking, I'm sure, since I came back. This time he asked me if I had ever seen a man. I knew what he meant. So i said, yes, at the pool locker room. He asked me if i liked to look at them. I think i muttered something like i don't know. He put his hand down my pants again and kissed me on the mouth. He took off my tennis shoes and pulled down my shorts and panties. He played with my little penis, but did not suck me. Next, he took off his shoes and pants and shirt and then my tshirt so we were both naked. He got on top of me on his couch and kissed me and then kissed me hard with his tongue in my mouth. That went on for a while. I did not panic but I remember my heart was about to beat through my chest. He flipped us over so I was on top and pushed my head down to his cock and balls. He directed me to kiss all around, which I did. He was not forcing me to do anything, but I do remember I was really scared about what would happen if I did not do what I was told. He put his cock in my mouth and told me to lick and suck. He grew in my mouth and after a few minutes he started moaning and shot into my mouth. I had been beating off, so I was prepared for that. I swallowed. He pulled me up and kissed my face and mouth again. I did panic a little and said I really had to go. Again, I thought about it all night and I decided I really really liked being with him. Next time I saw him around he bought me lunch at McDonald's. I remember he said to stop by again and kept stressing that I should never tell anybody. Well I did stop by again. Like I said, I was effeminate and like my two older sisters I had begun shaving my legs and wearing perfume and even some makeup and lipstick now and then. My sissy friend and I were severely bullied. My new friend was nice to me and bought me things. I began to really love going over to his house a lot and getting naked with him and his holding and kissing me. And I began loving to pleasure is cock. That was happening maybe two, maybe four times a week. Some weeks it was every single day. I did love it. Now here is the funny ending. After a year of me sucking him police showed up at his house and he was arrested. For what, I don't remember but it must have involved a gun because he got an automatic five years in prison. Me, well, my sissy friend and I became the school's cocksuckers for about the next five years until we went to college. Guys could always rely on us if their girls would not put out. My sissy friend and I kept meeting to play dress-up. I fell in love with one of the boys I was sucking most days of the week after school. But he liked me only as his cocksucker. I remember how gorgeous he was and how brokenhearted I was. I am still effeminate and have taken female hormones for many years. My sissy friend ended up marrying a guy. I however did not. After sucking guys for a number of years after college I realized transgenders were not that welcome in the gay community. I met a dominate woman and I am a sissy housewife! I am in chastity and my tongue is used for her pleasure. We are also into BDSM, with me as the submissive of course. I am severly paddled or whipped by her every Saturday night! That is my story about being molested and how I ended up!

I was 12 when another sissy and I started playing house and dressing up. Then two regular boys started coming around when we were doing that and those were the first boys that we sucked. We sucked those boys many times and it was our big secret. Later in high school, there would be beer parties. Sissies were not allowed to go unless they found someone to supply beer, which we did. Once at the party, we were required to suck boys off although we certainly did not have to be coerced!