Like most tranzies, I'd begun "voguing" in earlychildhood. Even then, I'd known it was something which had to beconcealed at all costs. Cross-dressing... is an activity which carries asmuch shame as it does joy. Part of it is the guilt imposed on thepractice by mainstream society, but mostly, it's the overwhelmingpotential for exposure. And exposure is inevitable. Despite all thesafeguards, escape routes and precautions you take to evade detection,you're going to be found out. One day, you'll. I could see the other guys standing around watching, jerking off as I was getting fucked. It made me incredibly hot to know I was the center of this attention and that I was going to get fucked so well that night. I got excited about the thought of the python, the beer can or the thick black cock in my ass. Those were going to be a challenge I was eager to take on. I felt the cock in my ass slide out and a new one push at my back door. I let it push my hungry hole open and into my anal cavity. One day my parents told me that they have to go out of town for some function so I need to come with them , I refuses so they decided to call someone here for me as they never leave me alone.So they called my cousin wife my bhabhi because she is close to our city and also like my good friend.I was happy as I have to spend 2-3 days with her but I never had sexual intentions for her.My cousin brother generally have trips to different places because of job. Day came when my parents left and she. "You mean it's the challenge that causes this?" as he referred to the display of his manhood's current state."Brandon, if you don't settle down, I will get Celeste up here to help me ravish your body! Is that what you want?" she threatened hopefully."That's exactly what I want, Sis – just not right now. How about after supper? Like, for dessert maybe?" he chuckled suggestively, and got his bare ass smacked for the trouble."Is that all men ever think about? Sex?" her imitation tone of.