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I have been asked how I ended up as a sissy faggot....well it all started in my (much) younger days. I was struggling with maths homework, when my mom deccided to ask our neighbour, who was a teacher, if he could help. I began spending a couple of hours evening times at his house, where we would work our way through the maths I was so not interested in! He was a middle aged man with quite a big belly and he alwys sat very close to me as I was attempting to solve some sort of equation. One evening he sat down next to me, with his flies obviously undone. After a while he started 'scrtaching' his crotch area. He said he was 'itchy' for some reason. Then quite suddenly he took my hand and put it on top of his open flies. 'Be a good boy and give me a bit of a rub will you'. I innocently did so, but after a short while, he said, no, that's no good...just a minute, and with that he pulled out his ccock. I had never seen a man's cock before. He told me to hold it. Amazingly I did so without murmour. 'Good boy, now will you do something which will really please me?' 'Yes Sir'. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed it down to his cock, which I had noticed had beccome stiff in my hand. 'Kiss me boy'. I ws a little perturbed, but I did so! Things quickly went from timid kissing to my mouth having the tip of his cock in it. He gradually, and gently, pushed more into my mouth, and said I was being a very good boy. He soon after released his cum into my mouth. I choked a little but I swallowed. He said again I was good boy and perhaps I would like to do that again. I did not feel frightend or shocked at what happened. In fact, it seemed natural, ordinary, normal.
He progressed with my education, both in maths and sex! Each session was finished with him encouraging me to please him. After a couple of weeks he used me anally. It hurt, but I somehow knew it was good and something I wanted. He said he loved our sessions, and I made excuses to visit him. He loved dressing me as his girl. It became fabulous. And I have never really stopped.
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