Dominated by Donny, Part 1.
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Publié :6/2/2018 14h19
Dernière mise à jour :6/2/2018 21h04 1631 vues
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This story is dedicated to a man named Donny George. The first gay man who made me tingle, tighten with desire and regret not responding better when he asked me one day if he could call me Blondie. In reality I was hateful to him because I was scared. What if I had said yes. He was out. Would we have made out on my downstairs neighbor's couch and been ridiculed? Would we have snuck off together to his motel room and been caught the next morning wrapped around each other, naked, bed clothes a mess of tangled sheets and covers, he naked, me in panties and neck covered with hickies? Oh I wish that had been the case.
In this story I apologize to Donny on the steps of my apartment building and ... well ... we kiss then not caring if we get caught. We do get caught but not until days later. So here's the way I wish things had gone. Donny if you find this somehow I'd love to be your blondie.
"Hooooooooaaaahhhh ummmm," I moan softly as we kiss on the landing just outside my apartment. "You sure about this baby because there's no going back once I get you on your back. We do it here and you might end up being found out sooner than you want." "Oh I just have a dwess and some panties I want to get. I would prefer to give myself to you in your bed tonight." "Good, I told Raymond so he knows. He'll stay away for a few days." "Oh yes!!!! Tiss me again." We sway in each other's arms as we make out for over fifteen minutes. Breathless I break the kiss, run inside and grab a small overnight bag. "Hold my hand?" I ask as we start down the stairs. "Aren't you afraid someone will see?" "So what if they do. They'll be seeing me wearing girlie things in less than a week and seeing us as a couple so ... hold my hand?"
My tiny left hand fingers interlace with his and we do the middle finger caress as we walk into the parking lot and across the football field. We stop and kiss a few times on the field and then we kiss at every street intersection. A ten minute walk takes an hour but finally we're in his room. I'm in his arms immediately and hum Too Less Lonely People as we truly kiss now, sucking tongues, sharing saliva, sucking lips and saying sweet things. "Oh Donny I want you so bad. I'm so sowwy I acted the way I did." "Baby I've had a hard on for you since I saw you and ... when you said you are a fem and girl inside, I knew my 11 inch cock had found a home. I'm going to out you though in the morning. I can't wait days. When we wake up in the morning we're going shopping. Tomorrow night I'm inviting everyone here to announce my new girlfriend. You'll come out of the bathroom then wearing a hot pin; outfit and we'll kiss in front of everyone. If you can accept that, get into that bed, on your back, thighs spread and knees bent." I ran to that bed. End of part 1.
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This year I'm coming out!
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Publié :6/2/2018 13h44
Dernière mise à jour :21/5/2024 20h59 1764 vues
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You know it's hard enough in this world to meet a gay man who's interested in a real, monogamous, marriage headed relationship but when you're blind, it's almost impossible to find someone.
I was born blind in 1966 as a result of a genetic disability called Bilateral Optic Nerve Hyperplasia. I can see only light. There are other problems that may exist with this abnormality. Though I do not have motor or cognitive disabilities, I do have micro penis, a decreased testosterone level, a higher estrogen level and I am effeminate in my hands, height, voice, and soul. When I was born doctors waited to circumsize me until I was four. I believe now it was because they wanted to see if my male organs would grow. I grew very little. Right now my penis is about 3 inches long and impotent. It's used only to pee and I hate it. I want it and my testacles removed leaving only an opening to pee from. I already sit down to teetee as a preference. I want to sit to tinkle because I must. I wear maxy-pads because it makes me feel girlie. Nothing more. I wear panties exclusively and haven't put on men's underwear in about 3 years. Often I wear a dress under a heavy shirt and coat. I will wear a bra and have recently started going outside in a dress, hose, panties and bra. Once I walked down stairs to the parking lot at noon. Soon, I'll walk out that door in a new pink, long sleeved dress, bikini panties, pink tights, bra, pink sandals, carrying a pink purse with hershey's kisses, douche, perfume and lipstick in it. I'll take a uber to the Habana Inn and sit on a bar stool and wait. I'll go to bed with the first man who expresses interest and I won't feel one bit disgusted, ashamed or guilty.
From the time I was about 3 years old I knew something was different about me. I prefered playing with dolls. I would poke a hole in a trash bag when I was around six and pretend I was wearing a dress. But when I was about 8, I really began to understand. I found a pair of panties in the bathroom floor one day as I was about to bathe. I don't know why but I realized "hey this is what I should be wearing." I put them on after bathing and I felt a shock of electricity go through me. I felt whole. I wore those panties every day and washed them out by hand. Within a couple months, I had about five pair of panties, a night gown, a full length dress and some panty-hose under sy my matress. I stold them from my sister's bureau. I would wear panties and hose every day to school and sometimes when the weather was cold I'd wear a dress and bra. I'd ststuff the hem of the dress down in my pamts. i discovered maxy-pads in the 9th grade and wor a pad everer day. I still do. I was about 25 when I got bold enough to slip something inside me. It was the handle of a brush and I cried out with pleasure so loudly my aunt opened my bedroom door I was sitting on my bed the handle buried inside me. I began using markers, cucumbers and bananas. Recently I have started attaching a plunger to the floor by suction and riding the thick handle. I also give myself enemas with the high powered nozle of my kitch sink sprayer. I will shoot water inside se me for almost a minute until the pain becomes almost too much, and then pee it all out, smiling as I think "Yeah, baby. make me yours and I'll keep the cleanest motor you've ever had." Well today I bought a 9 inch butt plug and prostate stimulator I cannot wait to wear, douche I cannot wait to use, a new pink dress I swear I'll wear outside and even walk along the sidewalk wearing it. I bought pink tights and 6 pair of pin; panties. I also bought 40 pack of maxy-pads. I'm ready for someone to date me. But until then, I'm going to fill my blog with erotic stories in hopes somebody will read them and want to be my boyfriend.
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