Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?

Dressing

I am a bi-sexual guy who loves dressing in ladies clothing. I have worn ladies panties every day for a number of years. They are much more comfortable to wear than men's and make me feel so sexy. During the last few months I decided to go even further and now wear a bra, undies and either hold ups or stockings and suspenders under my day clothes. Even wear these to work. Once I get home in the evenings I go completely girly and wear dresses or blouse and skirts. At bedtime I slip into a little nighty. Being bi-sexual I have worn for a number of men who seem to enjoy seeing me dressed but I long to not have to keep this secret. I want to act and be a woman all the time but it would shock my family and work colleagues. I wish I had the courage to just do it.

  • My CD Friend

    I cannot believe I am confessing this!

    One of my best friends - since childhood - revealed to me that he is a crossdresser. I thought he was bisexual, so okay. He told me that when I least expected it, he would find me when he was in full dress.

    Sure enough, he calls me Friday night and says I am on my way over to your house. Are you busy? I told him no and said maybe we could go out to dinner.

    His car pulls in the driveway and out he (she) comes. She is a stunning brunette! What the holy fuck is happening?

    He walks in and says ‘say hello to Patrice’. His name is Patrick. You would not have even known that a man was inside of that exterior!

    I am straight as an arrow…pussy for me for sure…until Patrice started working on me. It took her about an hour for me to admit I would fuck her. Later that night I was sucking her ‘clit’ and licking her ‘pussy’. Patrice did the same for me.

    I literally cannot get this night out of my head!!!

    Liked Playing Around When I Was A Kid And Still Like It Today

    I come from a very conservative value family, so when I started acting out with other boys I was put in therapy. The whole thing was swept under the rug and the therapist, an old man who looked at me funny, peed in the toilet without closing the door. I was too young to appreciate it.

    I had my moments with boys during high school, some were pretty flaming as it was called then, pink shirts and sister's panties. Others were more like me, looked normal but loved to suck cock and get naked. By then my family had lost hope in me and the therapist was part of my boyhood.

    At one party, it was held at a friend's house where we all got naked and were sucking cock and kissing, the boy I was with told me there was a man who paid for having fun with boys like us and was I interested. I went with him to this movie theatre one afternoon after school and the man came over and sat with me, grabbed my dick in my pants and sucked me. He held his dick out and I sucked him. He left me some money and told me that If I wanted more he was there on those afternoon at the theatre.

    For the longest time, I'm talking through college and as a young professional I frequented theatres where men came for blowjobs, except for that first time I never took the money. I had some men that I became their boyfriend, these were men in business and the professions, so the boyfriend thing was in the closet. I had one relationship with a man who wanted me to wear panties, I wasn't into the sissy thing, but I wore them anyway.

    I got married when I was 42 to a young woman from my work that I got pregnant. It was a pure accident, I never did fuck with women. But she was nice and she was pregnant and i married her anyway. Because of that I have to be careful and keep my other life in the closet. I have children, and that makes it an issue. We live in a large metro area, and there are places I can go to meet up with men when I get the urge, which is more often than I like to admit.

    No relationships, just sex. Which has been my pattern all my life. I like sex, like being naked with a man, like sucking cock and having my cock sucked and I will present myself if I like the man and he looks like the type that can really do it. It's safe sex always, but I do remember the pleasure of just wild sex when we got together in high school and had our queer parties. Good memories.

  • Now Fully Active

    I am now exposed.. many pictures are being viewed. crossdresseing and sissy type Power points.. head to toe naked and being asked to share which i do

    First Time Bi Male

    I have always loved the way cocks look. I’m not attracted to men but I am attracted to stiff hard cocks. My wife first learned of this when we were having a 3 some with another guy. She was on all fours getting fucked by a 8” cock and I loved watching it. He was looking at me and asked me if I liked looking at his cock fucking my wife. I said yes I do and he called me out and asked if I wanted to touch his cock my wife spun her head and looked at me and smiled and said that would be so hot so I reached down and wrapped my hand around his thick meat I started stroking it and I was licking my lips he said go ahead and suck it if you want I didn’t even hesitate and took as much as I could in my mouth it tasted so good. He started fucking my mouth and I could tell he was getting close then he said I’m going to cum I sucked harder and he blew his cum in my mouth I tried to swallow it all but some ran down my chin it was so good. My wife just smiled and said she has a cock sucker and a cock slut for a husband. This was the first and it definitely won’t be the last.

  • Well I've Done It

    After years or goonining I've found femboi's do it for me the most. Tonight I have placed a boi on my screen saver for everyone to see. I know it's a small step however I'd like to be given a name by one of you now so I can continue my journey to where ever it takes me. In return I promise to give you regular updates if any present themselves. So if anyone out there fancies naming me a name I'll keep the rest of my life as a mark of respect for you then please do so. I'll choose on friday

    Finally

    Am only physically attracted to the female form. Love nice legs and ass. Small breasts with big perky nips and of course hot, sweet pussy. Thing is, I do get quite turned on by the sight of big, thick cut cocks and have often wanted to see what its like to suck one. Found out the other day just how special it can be. One of my male friends at work told me years ago that he and his girlfriend are both bisexual. As we were leaving work on Friday I asked him what their plans were for the long weekend. Told me she was headed to her parents place and he had no plans whatsoever. Asked him if he would like to come over for a beer or two and he said for sure. Figured this might be my best chance to explore my fascination with cocks. He showed up around 8pm and I let him in, wearing only my track pants which put a big grin on his face. Then he flat out asked me what was really on my mind. My hands instinctively reached between his legs, touched his bulge and felt his cock beginning to awaken. His hands found mine then he slipped his tongue in my mouth, found my mine and I kinda enjoyed snaking, sucking and kissing but whispered that what I really wanted was to suck him off. Led him to my couch, slipped his pants right off, then gasped in wonder. His cock was so fucking beautiful. 8" of clean shaven manhood with such a lovely smooth shiny knob, inches from my face. Sucked most of him in and loved how it throbbed and pulsated as I just kept him there, slowly sucking. Pretty soon he was face fucking me so fucking fast and just as he was about to cum, I pulled him out and his load covered my face. Using his cock he gathered up all of it and slipped it into my mouth. Sweet, salty and thick. We spent the rest of the night sucking each other off. I swallowed 3 more of his loads before we collapsed in rapture. Suffice to say, this will now happen on a regular basis. Oh so yummy.

    If There Is Such A Thing, She Turned Me Lesbian

    Are you tired, depressed? You may be an alcoholic. I am. But I didn't believe it. I drank socially, with friends, with pizza and Mexican food. I drank a lot, if you take Sunday to Sunday. It took a friend to point it out. Severe confrontation. You are a lush, that's a nice name for a female drunk. Stop drinking, right now. She told me.

    I went through withdrawal. Social drinking is drinking. She took me to the gym with her, she worked out and I pretended. Get those glutes in shape, a nice fine ass never hurt anyone. She pulled my shoulders back and told me to enjoy my boobs, if you enjoy them, some man might enjoy them too. But you have to quit drinking. If you drink, you will be old and lonely. The formula then, is no booze, a fine tight ass and a set of tits that gets men's attention.

    She wanted a fine ass, tight glutes. And thick thighs. And she shaved my pussy. She likes tits. That's her formula for a woman in the mist, tight ass, nice tits, strong thighs, shaved pussy, pretty face, short hair, a woman that likes to kiss and a woman that she can eat her pussy. My friend turns out to be a lesbian. And it turns out she wants me, for sex.

    Within a year I had a tight ass, and she shaved me so my pussy drove her crazy, my thighs got heavy and strong by spinning on the stationary bike, and I got my tits up by standing straight and not slouching. I haven't had a drink in over a year. I'm dry. Not down there, she makes sure I stay wet there. She's a damn butch and she's turned me lesbian with her. Let a man sneak a peak at my tight ass in the gym and she gives them the evil eye. That bitch is my bitch Mr. You go find your own bitch.

    Caught With Consequences

    My owner Queen Precious has stated that i who once was closeted as a cross dressing self bondage enthusiast wishing to serve a true dominant while still seemingly straight forgot that I had changed the day that my Chair who is now my owner was supposed to come around and clean the house.
    Feeling secure that I would be alone and had plenty of time to indulge in my favourite passion which is to dress up as a female and then bind and gag myself while watching strong ladies especially those who are of African descent show their power of males. I was fully dressed in thigh high boots, bra, breast forms, leather skirt, crop top, make up and wig with bound ankles knees and hands cuffed behind with a large dildo gag inserted while watching aforementioned porn, when the door opened and in walked Precious.
    Precious took one look at me who up till this point was her employer and supposed superior and said, " What do we have here? I think that a few changes are going to occur and you will become my slave and do as I say."
    All i could do was nod in agreement as Precious had taken pictures which she would share with her friends. Since that day two weeks ago i am now once a week a devoted slave who cleans its own house and pays Queen Precious for this privilege and am also bound to serve Queen Precious in any manner that She demands.

  • Living Within The Patriarchy

    I grew up the youngest grandchild. My family lost our grandfather before I was born and my uncle by marriage to my Dad's elder sister took his place as PATRIARCH. To all women his title is Señor. To us, as underage girls, Tio.

    When a new baby arrives the new mother takes her baby to him to be named. He can agree with the suggested name or choose one himself. My mother wanted Jenny, he decided my name would be Cristina Maria. He never approves foreign names.

    As the youngest I grew up his favorite. As with all girls in his presence you wear a dress. The 'rule' was born a virgin, a virgin to your wedding bed. As Catholics, we are encouraged to marry early, start families early. Within the year of getting married. School and religion were the center of growing up. Acceptable professions for women are medicine, law, education. Police, military, engineering are prohibited. In those professions were hombrunas, butch lesbians.

    I went to college at a selected North Eastern private institutions. I chose journalism against my uncle's permission. I met a girl there, wore pants and braless crop tops and I moved in with her, and slept with her. I cut my hair short, worked out, joined an all lesbian women's political club. I marched on Pride topless. Pictures somehow got back to my uncle. He end my father arrived unexpected, they made me confess that we slept in the only bed.

    I was taken home to my country that night, I was married to a new doctor who had just finished his residency, delivered my first baby within the year. My uncle approved of my son's name. My husband is one of six children, I'm one of five. My husband wants a large family. My aunt told me to suck it up, he won't give in on the girlfriend or a one or two kid family. Don't embarrass him or challenge him out in the open. To negotiate with my husband for a nice young woman who is my special friend. Let her know, and she will talk with my uncle. She has to be special so my uncle likes her, so pick carefully.