My first time thinking of men ( i became a sissy c

Growing up I always enjoyed dressing up in my mom’s and sister’s clothes. I never saw my fascination with dressing as anything weird, and as a matter of fact I was never attracted to men or thought about men while I dressed. To me, I found dressing as just something fun and not to mention it always gave me a sense of feeling sexy – even at a young age. The thought of men never crossed my mind until I was in my teens, and when I finally did think of men it happened abruptly. During the summer of 2005 I was ************. I was still dressing up but I would only do it at night when everyone was asleep. I would even go to sleep dressed up in my sister’s bra and panties, and there were nights when I would masturbate, but never to men – just to the thoughts of how sexy I felt wearing women’s attire. But that all changed one night. There was a news story about a black man that was breaking into people’s home and watching families sleep, he would not **** them or hurt them, he would just break in, watch them sleep, and leave. He would always leave the front door open (his trademark). I really freaked out, stuff like that always crept me out (got it from momma) and to this day still does. And so, one night around 1 am, I woke up because I couldn’t sleep, and as I laid there I heard some noises coming from the living room. I didn’t think much of it – I just figured it was my dad. The next day, my family and I sat down for dinner and I asked my dad if he had got up to get something to drink that morning, he replied “no, but that reminds me, one of you guys left the front door open” I soon had the chills going down my spine. I looked at my sister and asked her if she had got up around that time she replied “no” as well. So then we talked about the man that had been going around watching people sleep, and my dad decide to go to Home Depot at that moment to buy better locks for the house. We spent the rest of night putting new locks on the door. After we finished, I hopped in the shower and got ready for bed. As I laid in bed I started tossing and turning and thinking about how much I wanted to dress. So I got up and reached into my secret stash of women’s clothes. My outfit for that night was a small training bra and a plaid mini skirt – which was my moms from when she was in her 20s – I put on the clothes and jumped in bed quick. As I laid there I ran my hand across my waist and ass – enjoying that curves. I was in very good shape and I always had always had a nice ass, so the skirt fit me just right (nice and tight). Suddenly, I hear a noise coming from the living and I freaked out – thinking it’s that black home invader, but soon I saw the hallway light come on from the bottom gap of my door – this time, it was my dad. So I take a deep breath and relax, but then something happened that would forever change me. As I laid there I tried NOT to think of a home invader coming in and watching my family and I sleep it crept me out even more than it had earlier in the day, but I could not escape those thoughts. Then I thought oh shit! What if that black home invader came in and saw me sleeping in a skirt and bra? My secret would be out! As soon as those thoughts crossed my mind I felt my small 5” cock getting hard and I could not understand why. Then more thoughts started coming in, questions like: Would he think I looked cute? Would he touch me? Do I want him to touch me? Why do I kind of want him to break in? Will my ass turn him on? I soon found my self stroking my cock. I had so much precum and I was ready to explode. I closed my eyes and visoned a tall muscular black man standing naked next to my bed, his dark milky skin glistening from the moonlight coming through my window and his large erect cock pointing straight at my face. I rubbed my cock harder and found my fingers sliding towards a tight butt hole. As I rubbed my butt hole I visioned his cock in my mouth with his big strong hand on my ass. I could picture him on top of me just completely over powering me and as soon as I pictured his big black penis head touching my butt hole……. I came!! And I came hard! It took me a while to recover from that nut, a good 10 mins. Afterwards I just kept thinking about what had just happened. Was I gay? Did I really just think that? I finally came to the conclusion that I was attracted to black men. And so, I had gone from being straight teen to a black cock loving sissy cross-dressing fag. And I liked it.