It's been a while since I've been with a man, and never by myself for an entire night, except for with Rob. So it's no wonder I'm in a sissy daze as we're holding hands during the thirty-minute drive from the Monterey airport to his home in Carmel. I've been dreaming about Rob ever since Mistress revealed I'd be spending the weekend with him, and I'm craving his masculinity in the worst possible way.
Mistress had her reasons for depriving me of male cock when she put me on hormones a few months back. She makes sure I'm getting lots of sex with women, often multiple times a day, but she's kept me away from males until she was certain the estrogen had completely taken over my system.
Brenda knew if she confined me in the female universe, I'd naturally assimilate to their ways as the hormones changed my body and mind. I'm pretty sure estrogen has definitely become my dominant hormone now, cuz I'm not just dressing like they do now, I'm thinking, talking and acting like they do, too.
It's just amazing how fast my body's catching up with my sissy brain. I'm just now coming into my own, and just now becoming aware of my sissy beauty. It's awesome to stare at my budding breasts every morning in the bathroom mirror, and I'm drinking milkshakes every night, too, taking on extra calories so my sissy ass will grow firm and fat.
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I didn't realize how much I'd changed in six months until Rob couldn't recognize me when he picked me up at the airport. I had to approach him myself, and he still didn't know who I was until I smiled at him from ten feet away. Then I about died when he took me in his arms and told me I was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever laid eyes on.
I wanted to suck his cock right then and there, but I had to wait until we got out to his car before I could do it in the airport parking lot. It was so fulfilling to have him in my mouth again, and sucking him off got me so turned on that I even had a sissygasm… my first one ever in a car!
The sweet aftertaste of Rob's creamy load still lingers in my throat as he turns off Highway One onto a secluded road that goes up to the house he shares with his husband Max. I was gazing at the bright-blue Pacific Ocean as we were driving past Carmel Beach, but when he turns onto that road, it's a completely different world.
The narrow road winds through a dense forest of oaks, Monterey pine, and an occasional redwood tree. It's so wooded in places the trees block out the sun as we ascend ever higher up the mountain. It feels like the gates of heaven when we reach the crest, with its spectacular view of the ocean hundreds of feet below.
There are only a few houses up here, spaced far apart for maximum privacy, and Rob's secluded house is about a half-mile down the road. I'm getting excited as he turns into his long gravel driveway, so thrilled to be at my final weekend destination. I'm anxious to meet his husband, but most of all, I'm eager to get the male cock I need after going so long without it.
"Here we are, babe," Rob says as he parks the car, "welcome to our little hideaway."
"Oh my God, Rob… it's beautiful up here! I had no idea."
"We're lucky to live here. Properties like this are hard to come by."
"I bet it's expensive living up here."
"It's not cheap, but an advantage of being a gay couple is we don't have kids, so we can afford luxuries most families can't. C'mon, I want you to meet Max."
He said it was their little hideaway, but I'd say it's more like a giant cabin, with its tall chimney almost kissing the sky. It feels like an enchanted fantasy world up here, romantic as all get-out, and this sissy is ready for all the romantic fantasy she can get.
~~~~~
"Maxxy…?" Rob yells as he opens their front door. "Come meet our weekend sissy."
The moment I enter their cozy living room, the calming, woodsy ambience makes me feel comfortable and safe. There's a delicious aroma coming from the adjoining kitchen, from where Max comes out to meet me with an apron around his waist.
"Greetings," he gives me a welcoming hug, "Miss Mandy Parker, I presume?"
"Yeah," I smile, "that's me."
"Rob's told me a lot about you, but I didn't expect you'd be such a cute little thing."
"Aw…" I give him a sheepish grin, "you're just saying that."
"No… I'm serious. You have the face of a princess, and your body is out of this world."
"Thank you, but what you see isn't exactly all me."
"I already assumed that, but I have to say, your sissy breast forms look very natural."
"Oh, that part of me is real," I blush a little. "I was talking about my wig and padded butt."
"Nooo… are you kidding…? Those are real boobs?"
"Yeah… you can feel 'em if you don't believe me."
"Oh, shit…!" He laughs as he fondles them. "They're real, all right!"
"Don't get carried away," Rob cautions when he starts unbuttoning my blouse. "She just got here, and you're already trying to scare her off."
"Sorry," Max apologizes, "I didn't mean to be so forward. We don't often have the pleasure of entertaining a cute, breasted sissy."
"It's okay," I giggle. "I said you could feel me."
"Damn, girl, I think we're going to get along just fine."
"I hope so. I've never been alone with two guys before, so I'm a little nervous about it, but excited at the same time."
"Can I get you something to drink before dinner? A cocktail, perhaps, to calm your nerves?"
"I'd love a strawberry daiquiri if you have the stuff to make one."
"We do," Max blows me a kiss as he says it, "and I happen to mix a killer daiquiri."
"Is there someplace I can change clothes first? I'd like to freshen up a bit, it's been a long day."
"Of course," says Rob, "let me show you around."
~~~~~
"You can put your clothes in this spare bedroom," Rob says as he takes me down the hall. "I think you already know where you'll be sleeping."
"Well, yeah… your bedroom. I was hoping you'll both want to use me."
"Don't worry, babe, sissy ass is a delicacy to us, so you'll be getting used a lot."
"Oh God, Rob… I've been so ready for it. I can be your total bitch this weekend if you want."
"Wanna start by dressing like a hot little bitch for us? We'd love it if you would."
"Oh, you know I will. I've been dying to get out of these tight jeans, and my cramped little clitty has been tucked away in a gaff all day."
"Listen, Mandy, while you're with us, in our house, it's not a clitty, it's a cock. Physically you're the same as us, so let that very important part of you hang out and swing free. We're all about cock, and we think cute sissy-dick deserves as much attention as hot sissy ass."
~~~~~
Oh my God… I am so ready for this after Rob took me into their bedroom and let me lie with him on their bed a little bit. I think I'll wear my super-short booty skirt for them, and I'll put on this very transparent top I brought, so they'll see what they're getting with my tits on full display.
My clitty... I mean, my cock… is aching to be let out of its prison, and when I take off my fake pussy, my panties are a mess from the sissygasm I had when I sucked Rob's cock in his car. It takes a while to clean myself up, but I'm giggling every second as I run a soapy washcloth over my smooth, hairless crotch.
I'm so glad now that Brenda had my hair removed, cuz it's so convenient not having to shave, and I feel extra girly as I dot perfume around my squeaky clean ass-pussy. I think I look cuter without my blonde wig, now that my darker natural hair has grown out quite a bit more. And I do love my fuller lips now, along with my little nose ring. They add a sexy little something to my cute face as I touch up my makeup and change my lipstick to a more seductive color.
I feel like a hot prostitute sticking my ass out as I stand in the bathroom doorway. My black booty skirt looks so hot in the mirror, with the little black bands topping my white, knee-high stockings. My white transparent top leaves little to the imagination with my dark nipples clearly visible, and the full view of my sissy breasts veiled under the translucent fabric.
I complete my whore-girl look with a black collar around my neck, to symbolize my submission to the men I'll be serving. I feel so damn hot walking back to present myself to them.
~~~~~
"Whoa, babe!" Max whoops when he sees me.
"You like…?" I giggle.
"Oh, baby, you are dressed to kill."
He hands me my daiquiri as he puts his arm around me, so I give him a playful kiss as he takes me out to the patio, where Rob is setting a table for dinner. Their patio sits near the edge of a steep cliff, and watching the sun setting over the ocean takes one's breath away. As I stand between them with their arms around my waist, looking over that cliff makes me realize I'm about to free-fall off a cliff myself.
I'm already too far into the sissy lifestyle to ever turn back, and now that Brenda's turned me loose with men, I know that giving myself to these two gay men might change me forever, but I'll welcome that change. I've actually wanted it since I started taking hormones.
I thought I wanted to experience myself as totally homosexual this weekend, but as a sissy girl standing between two gay men, I realize I can never be totally gay. There's no doubt about my homosexuality, but I'll never be able to experience it as a male like they do. Half of me is homosexual, but the other half will always be female, and tonight I'll get to discover which half of me I like best.
I love their hands creeping up my skirt to grab at my ass as I'm turning my head back and forth to kiss both of them. My cock is so hard by the time we sit down to dinner, but their cocks are hard, too. I know because I've been in their pants, holding a stiff hard-on in each hand as we kissed back and forth.
Dinner is very romantic, with every bite of food Max prepared tasting so heavenly. My excited cock goes soft as we relax and get more acquainted with pleasant conversation. It's interesting to know that Rob is an executive at a bank in Monterey, and Max is a chef at a restaurant on Fisherman's Wharf, which explains why he was able to prepare such a delicious dinner.
Rob tells me about when he and Brenda first met at an investor's conference in Los Angeles fifteen years ago. They hit it off from the very beginning, and Brenda was so hot for him, but Rob, being a gay man, had no sexual desire for her. They got along well, however, and even dated quite a few times. Attracted to each other's intellect, they grew closer and naturally talked more about their sexual preferences.
Brenda wasn't near the lesbian she is today, so she stayed frustrated because Rob wouldn't fuck her, but eventually they fell in love on an intellectual, non-sexual level. They've stayed close over the years, and Brenda uses him now to bareback her virgin sissies. He helps them get in touch with their own homosexual realities, like he helped me with mine.
I've accepted my homosexual tendencies, and Brenda only sent me here to learn how to suck cock like gay men do. I know they can teach me a lot, which is why I'm so excited when they take me to the living room after dinner. I know I'm so close to getting the male cock I'm desperately craving.
~~~~~
Max rolls a bomber joint from this primo weed they have in their stash. As I'm sitting between them on the couch, they're taking turns kissing me after they've taken a hit, blowing the smoke from their lungs into mine. It doesn't take long to get me loaded, since I'm taking two hits to every one of theirs, but I like being kissed like that, and smoking pot always makes me horny.
I'm already a bit tipsy from the strong daiquiri Max made me, but I accept his offer for another. While he's mixing another round of drinks, Rob starts making out with me on the couch. It's funny how I thought kissing a man was so gross when I was with him six months ago, and now I'm such a slut that I open my mouth for him and let his dominant male tongue snake around mine.
"I think you know why Brenda sent you down here," Rob mentions as we kiss.
"Yeah," I stammer in my sedated state of mind, "to learn more about sucking cock."
"She wants you to be the best cocksucker in the Hierarchy, so are you ready to learn?"
"Yeah… I love giving head, and I'm already pretty good at it. I guess the more I know about it, the more fun I'll have when I'm doing it."
"It's not about you, sissy, it's all about your lover," Rob says as he puts his strong hand on the back of my head, firmly guiding it towards his crotch. "Isn't giving love through your cocksucking sissy mouth the only reason you give head in the first place?"
"Yeah… I guess that's why I do it."
"Well, you know where your head is, and you know what you're expected to do."
Oh, yeah… I definitely know what I'm expected to do as I open Rob's pants and fish out his cock. He's not hard, but not soft either as I take him in my mouth and start bobbing on it like I do every time I suck a cock, but I can't take it all the way because of the angle I'm sitting.
Rob then forcefully pushes my head and shoves it down my throat, rubbing my nose in his pubic hair as I'm choking on his hard eight inches pressing against my gag reflex.
"Starting the party without me?" Max laughs as he brings our drinks.
I'm squirming just to breath with Rob's cock stuck in my throat, but that only amuses them.
"Mandy's Mistress wants her to learn about gourmet cocksucking, so I'd thought I'd show this amateur bitch how little she knows before you came back."
"Let the poor girl breathe," Max chuckles.
"In a second," Rob laughs, "It won't kill the bitch to choke a little more before you teach her how an expert properly sucks a cock."
"You think she'll be a fast learner?"
"Brenda said she's easy to teach, but we'll see how she does."
I can't hold my breath much longer, and I'm trying to scream, but nothing comes out with my throat stuffed with cock. The only thing I can do is thrash my arms around, trying to let Rob know I'm about to die from asphyxiation, but he only laughs at my predicament. He keeps me pinned another fifteen seconds at least, before grabbing my collar and jerking me upright.
"Well, bitch…?" Rob laughs at my red face with tears in my eyes and snot dripping from my nose. "Still think you're a good cocksucker?"
"Not like that I'm not!"
"You will be after I show you a few tips," says Max. "Are you ready to learn to do it right?"
"As long as I don't have to choke like that."
"There's no reason to choke, baby, if you know the right techniques. You were born a cocksucker, weren't you?
"Probably."
"No probably about it, sissy girl. You were born gay, so you can't resist a hard cock. It's in your DNA. You can't fight what you were naturally born to do."
"I know I was born gay, sort of, but I was born female, too."
"Of course you were. That's why you have a small penis. Nature gives sissies cute little dicks, with the softer looks of a woman, combined with the playful mind of a little girl. It's why sissies stay so immature, and it's why sissies can't resist sucking dick and having sex with men. Does any of that make sense to you?"
"I think so. I definitely love sex with men, and I want to get in bed with you guys so bad."
"That'll happen soon enough. Just sit back and let everything I just said sink into your immature sissy brain. You probably wanna show us those pretty little boobies, don't you?"
"Yeah, kinda."
"Then why don't you? You've been flaunting them ever since you changed clothes."
"Here, baby," Rob chuckles, "let me help you get that off."
"Okay," I giggle as Rob gets me naked on top.
"Do you like my tits?" I wiggle myself at Max, "You can play with 'em if you want. I like it."
"Maybe after you swallow one of these little blue pills."
"Is it Viagra?"
"Yeah, we always take Viagra to keep our dicks hard. We want your dick nice and hard when we fuck the shit out of you after I give you a cocksucking lesson."
"Oh yeah," I say as I take the Viagra, "I need to be fucked so bad."
"If you need it so bad, then how about let's get that skirt off you?"
"Yeah…" I giggle as I'm becoming totally submissive, "it's kinda tight anyway."
"Good sissy," Max smirks. "And while we're at it, we might as well go ahead and take your panties off at the same time. Would you like that?"
"Yeah, I think I would. They're coming off sooner or later anyway."
"Sooner is always better than later," he says as I raise my ass to let him take my skirt and panties off. "How does it feel to be sitting between us with nothing on besides your cute sissy stockings and your slut collar?"