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My story of sexual realization and awakening
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At the beggining of my sexual awakening cock and boys were never quite a thing for me. For several years I understood myself as straight, not even the slightest questioning. Years later, already an adult, a girl got me questioning though (she had this theory of hers that every person was bisexual, whether they had realized yet or not) and started asking me some things to test me. Well, turns out she was right, as you all can now tell. My answers brought together a few pieces of my puzzle I had never linked, and some of those pieces I had lost under some rug in my mind or something (1. As a child I had asked once my older brother to show me how he masturbated, not just he did but let me do it for him, we coudled naked on his bed, I had really liked all of it but somehow that memory I had forgotten completely until that day, and 2. As a child too and a bit into my first teen years I had many many times worn clothes my mom used to leave in her bathroom after changing, I had also really liked that and had also forgotten it until that day! -repression it's called-). Putting it all together got me questioning for real, sporting quite an erection as I got in touch with those long forgotten memories. "Questioning" didn't last long as a phase for me, my cock responded with memorable erections everytime I forced myself to watch transexual porn for the first time, not just those women's penises didn't bother me at all, I was seriously liking them! thinking I found them so pretty and sexy that were they to be my partnerns I knew I would go down on them just as I would on any other woman. Next I I started searching for cute boys to further test my sexual response (I learned about "twinks" then, and fuck I liked them lots), of course at some point I was set and ready to indulge in gay porn and I did that too. Lots and lots of it. Fun times indeed. I wanked so much and so often to all this new stuff my mind and eyes had tried to ignore for years. I still liked girls but the new thing had pushed completely them away from the porn I consumed, for weeks and months I couldn't stop enjoying and strenghtening my new realization and I couldn't get enough cock, sexy young boys and hot tgirls for my eyes, it could only mean one thing, it was crystal clear to me already: I wasn't straight. Being "straight" had been the actual phase. It all marked a rebirth and renewal of my sexual fantasies and ultimately (some years later) further questioning not of my orientation but of my actual gender was taking place. I had discovered I only felt alright and freed to flirt, suck cock and get laid with men if I was dressed as a girl, and I was enjoying doing it ever more often, to the point it was not even a second nature but my only and true one. I realized those days of wearing my mother's clothes had not been just curiosity or fun seeking but a true feminine nature in me manifesting. Wearing womens clothes felt so good because I was a woman. The more I got in touch with the transgender world and knew about ever more transgender people I felt more and more identified. That's how it all came together for me. A journey of discovery. As for my liking and desire for boys and cocks and what they spit out, well, it has increased greatly since realizing my true gender and living it out. Babecock. Sissy-hypno. Feminization stories. Transformation captions. You name it, I have probably spreaded my mind's legs to it too.
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Posted on : Nov 23, 2025
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