You see I was born a boy and part of me stillwanted, despite my appearance and environment, to be one of the boys andto be popular amongst the boys. ...Part of me believed in a concept called"normal" and that somehow I was not "normal" because it was not "normal"for a boy to be dressed as a girl. Although the other part of me sawnothing wrong with the girl I had become.So at the age of 17 I stated to plan how I would secretly buy some boy'sclothes or just take off some of my makeup, be less. And told me to try it, he showed me how to use it.we smoked some more,then i got more horny, i begin to use the pocket pussy, it felt ok.then i said me again if a wanted suck his cock . I said i will try to suck your cock he got happy.I put his cock in my mouth and began to suck it.i told him this is my first time ,let me know what to do. I sucked it slowly to soft, he would tell me what to do,how to suck it.he was hard but not for long , he would grab my head as if he fucking my face. Moving. It never hurts to keep them guessing.He kissed the edges of the panties, then my sex through the fabric. "Wow! You're so wet! Is that from me?"BUSTED! He now knows how much he had excited me, so again, why lie? "Yes Dawson. All because of you."He looked at my panties as if I was wearing a locked chastity belt and he had lost the key. Finally, I said, "Take them off of me."His hands were trembling as he slowly removed my panties and dropped them onto the floor. Damn it! I forgot he doesn't know. As far as it being with you, well, she admitted that she is attracted to you and couldn't think of any other guy that she would feel comfortable with except you."There was a long silence as I tried to digest Clay's words. I couldn't believe it, really. I had known Clay and Tiffany for just over a year, but we had become close friends, probably closer than anyone I'd known since my preschool days. And, yes, I found Tiff to be sexy and beautiful and there was no doubt that I wanted her but I had.