I marvelled at the feel of my first cock. Despite my initial reservations, I found myself really enjoying it. My own cock was as hard as it had ever ...been. Pre cum oozed from the head of my cock as his expert fingers worked my shaft. He lifted his fingers to his lips. He stared into my eyes, and licked the pre cum off them.Suddenly he stood up in front of me. His cock hung just inches from my lips. Without being told I took his fleshy helmet into my mouth. The smell, the taste, it spurred me. I put my hand on her jeans button, and now I could see, that she was wearing a red panty inside her jeans.First, I tried to close the jeans button, but it was very tight. Then I knelt and tried to close the button again.Now my fingers were in her panty’s elastic and in some portion of her panty. It felt damn good. Then I gained courage, and while closing her jeans button, I slightly moved her panty’s elastic bit down. But she ignored this and didn’t say anything.This again increased my courage,. The women were very feminine in those days and that appeals to many TGs, it appeals to me.(PJ) You mention being attracted to realism. I must say, you do a fine job of realizing your desire to be realistic. But given that, all of our writing contains a large element of wish-fulfillment, where do you draw the line? How do you determine if something's realistic or not?(Elaine) I think you make a tough questioner!(PJ) *Glancing over shoulder* (Me? You wouldn't be so impressed if you knew I do all. "Fuck it!" I swore at an innocent lamppost.Forty minutes later I reached home, despite it being well after one in the morning there was a light on in the living room and I wondered if my mother had brought some-one home with her. Blearily I played hunt the keyhole while wondering if the some-one was female and willing, with a curse I finally managed to get my key in the lock and open the door."Hi honey I'm home." I called out as I fell flat on my face on the doormat.Picking myself up I wondered.