Of course they like men. Of course they want to belong to a real man. Whether or not they come out as transgender, or decide to stay mostly identifyin...g as male, they want to take on the stereotypically female role in a relationship with a real man. And they cannot deny that nothing turns them on more, than imagining themselves falling in love with someone much bigger, much stronger and much more virile than them.I urge most sissies, interested in taking their fantasises to the next level, to. As good as that felt, I was wanting to do some touching too. "Michael, I want to see your man meat." He let go of me and went up to kneeling, and unbuckled his belt. Now it was his turn to tease. He opened his pants very slowly, as I stared at his crotch. Then he pulled his underwear down and exposed a very handsome, very stiff cock and some nicely hanging balls. I reached over and took his cock in my hand. It was so hard! He reached for me again, and we stroked each other's. Somehow, I've lost one of my contacts in the shower." (Without both contacts I am literally as blind as a bat.) "I'm having trouble seeing."She looked at me with concern and said, "Emily, do you need some help driving home?” I was falling deeply, and her caring attitude only amplified my bliss."No. I'll be okay. I just need to get this other contact out and put in a new set." Holding her hand sensually, I continued. “When can we meet again?”Samantha looked at me and said, “I'm at work all week. His apartment was only a few minutes away from there, and he invited me in to put on a bathrobe and to let my skirt and silk blouse go into his dryer. As we went into his building, I noticed that my peach bra was completely visible through the wet blouse, and in this light it looked flesh-colored. Ken might think that I had nothing on underneath unless he looked for my nipples, and I hoped he would be too much of a gentleman for that. I blushed as we went up in the elevator. I went straight for.