My Sissy Coming Out

Thought I would share my moment of realization. I went off to college, a small Christian college in Arkansas, with the intent of becoming a school teacher like my parents. The first year was required dorm for all freshmen.

My roommate, a random pick, was from Tulsa Oklahoma, and he wanted to be a writer. This was our first experience at close living. Communal showers, communal toilets at the end of the hall. It took a lot to drop your pants in front of the other boys, but after a while taking a dump wasn't that big of a deal, or showering side by side with another guy.

My roommate, his name was Albert, went by Al, spent his time in the room in his briefs, his banana clearly marked, he was bigger than me, and he was proud of his package. He stroked himself a lot and came in his briefs, so they were stained yellow and brown. One day he was on his bed, reading a novel and stroking himself and I asked him if that was necessary. He flipped his erect muscular penis out and told me to get on it and show him what a sissy I was.

I stood there, first shocked at his erect penis in plain view, and secondly processing that I was a sissy and I wanted more than anything to suck his cock. I went over and knelled on his bed and took his cock in my hand and put his cock in my mouth and closed my eyes and enjoyed like I had never enjoyed before in my life.

I found out that semester that there are sissies but there are also gay guys who like to fuck sissies. Al liked to fuck me and he fucked me almost every night. The bunks were hard and I held onto my pillow while Al got on my back and took his sweet time fucking me. I also spent a lot of time giving him blowjobs and hand jobs. It was a secret thing, homosexuals would be expelled if it were to be found out,.

I spent my years at college living in the shadows, giving blowjobs and hand jobs and giving up my butt. For such a small school we had a disproportionate number of sissies and gay dudes wanting to have a gay old time with a sissy boy, The sissies hung out, there was this cage where we went and that's where we met up with a guy to take us out. Al got around, he wanted to try what there was and see what he liked. We are still friends, but live on opposite sides of the country.

After college I gravitated west to the Bay area and had a lot of fun, I just wanted to have fun. I belonged to a group of sissy boys, who were always game to party. It was fun, but obviously irresponsible.