The stress of the week caught up with me, so I decided to go to the gym. After work, I went into the women’s changing room to slip into my tights. There were a few other girls leaving the shower who looked at me. They were joking and walking around nude. I noticed they all had clean-shaven pubic areas. The breasts I saw were of all varied sizes with pretty nipples. I was doing my best not to stare at them.
“Hey, Ramona. We have not seen you here before.”
“This is my first time using the gym.”
“We would love to have you join us in the sauna. We girls need to unwind. I know we can have some fun.”
Marla was rubbing her pussy and smiling at me. I could not pull my eyes away, and my breathing increased.
“I will pass and join you next time.”
They turned and walked away, giggling. I sat down and waited for my manhood to relax. Leaving the room, I saw Scott, the new intern in marketing. He was cute and had just graduated from college. He looked young with no facial hair, and he spoke softly. His shorts were tight across his ass, and his legs were slender and well-defined. Scott was lying on a bench under some weights, and I walked towards him.
“Hello Scott. My name is Ramona, and I am Olivia’s assistant. Do you need a spotter?”
“Sure. Nice to meet you. I am not good at this, but I like to stay fit.”
“From what I can see, you have done a good job.”
Scott had 110 pounds that he was going to press. I was standing at the end where his head was. Looking over his body, my eyes focused on his legs. I could see the faint image of his penis and wondered how it looked and if he shaved his pubic area. My thoughts were moving too fast; besides, we had just met. He finished his repetitions and sat up.
We sat on the bench facing each other. “Ramona, how do you like working here?”
“This is my dream job, and the staff is supportive, the pay is good, and they offer career advancements. Olivia is the best, and I love working with her.”
“Please forgive me, but I do not want to offend you. A couple of people referred to you as Roger. I do not understand.”
“Oh, that. In full disclosure, you may want to walk away. I am a guy, and for years I have repressed my desire to cross-dress. I will tell you more than you need to know.”
“Let me stop you. I have no intention of judging you, and I respect who you are as you are. For a guy, you are beautiful, and I want you to share your story.”
“When I was in college, I returned from the laundry room and found a pair of red silk panties mixed in with my clothes. I was holding them in my hand, and they felt soft. I was wondering how they would feel against my skin.”
“The red panties stirred your emotions. That had to be hard to deal with.”
“I thought it was a passing thing, but the feelings persisted. Some girls I dated would shy away anytime I talked about wanting to wear panties. They thought I was weird, and some told other girls. So, I stayed more to myself.”
“It sounded like life was not easy going through school.”
“In my senior year, I had a roommate, Frank. He saw a pair of pink panties on my bed. He thought I had a girl in the room. I confessed they were mine. I expected him to ask for a room change, but he showed interest. He was okay with it.”
“You had someone who kept your secret and allowed you to open up.”
“Things were going along well until one day I came back from class and found a package and a note on my bed. It read, ‘A small present for you. I want you to shave your body hair and wear these for me.’ I was stunned, but I did what the note asked for.”
“I guess you were not alone with your feelings about cross-dressing.”
“I shaved my body hair and applied lavender cream all over my body. I was naked, looking at myself in the mirror as I slipped the panties over my limp dick. Pulling the panties around my waist was an electric feeling. I had a pair of black pantyhose that I wore. After I had them on, Frank returned.”
“Oh, fuck! You. You are pretty. Let me look at you.”
“I strolled around the room, and Frank was moaning, and I could not make out any of his words. I walked up close to him and brushed my hand across his cheek. ‘Hi, sweet boy, do you like what you see?’ I have been waiting for you.”
“Roger. Fuck. I have been thinking about you all day, and I did not know what to expect when I returned. You look so cute wearing panties and pantyhose. When I first saw your red panties, my mind wanted to see you in them. I am not gay, but there is nothing wrong with wanting to see beauty. You are stunning.”
“Something came over me, and I wanted to play with Frank. I stood behind him and whispered in his ear, ‘I want you to remove all your clothes and let me see what you have between your legs.’ If you get hard, I will know that you like what you see.’ I walked in front of him and held his cheeks between my hands, kissed him on the lips, and stepped back.
“Wow. I bet Frank got more than he bargained for.”
“Frank was 5 feet 10 inches with a ribbed abdomen, and his legs were slender and well-developed from running track. He was standing naked with a limp dick. I could hear his heavy breathing as he continued to look at me. I reached out to place my index finger on the head of his dick and moved it around.”
“What reaction did you get from Frank?”
“Like magic, his dick came to life as it became stiff and pointed out. His balls pull up towards the base of his dick. He said, ‘I guess I love what I see.’ Yes, you do, baby.”
“I know that was not the end of it. What happened after that?”
“I walked over to my desk, pulled out a bottle of coconut oil, and returned to Frank. On his rigid dick, I applied oil and placed my hand. I said, ‘I am going to sit in the chair, and I want you to stand between my legs and rub your dick and spew your hot cum on my chest and stocking-covered legs. I want every drop of your cum. Can you be a good boy and do that for me?’”
“Ramona, it sounds like you were enjoying yourself.”
“This was the first time I had control and was able to express myself to another person.”
“Okay. You have my full attention. Did Frank perform for you?”
“Frank was moaning like an animal, and the sounds he was making were not words. I was talking to him. ‘Oh, Frank. Look how beautiful the head of your dick is with all the oil. Your shaft is amazing. I love seeing your hand go back and forth. Do you think you can cum for me? I want to see your hot cum spew from the tip of your dick. Come on, baby. Give me your cum.’”
“I can only imagine that Frank could not last too long. I would have lost myself earlier.”
“He was holding his own, and his pace was slow as he was enjoying every stroke. What he said caught me by surprise: ‘Take your finger and press it against my tight opening. I want to feel you pressing me back there.’ I had never played with an anal opening before. I was feeling sexually charged.”
“Well, did you do it?”
“Yes. I was curious as to how he would react. When my finger touched his opening, I pushed until my finger was in him. His hips were gyrating while he was busy jacking off. I was trying to keep up with his rhythm. His muscles were tight around my finger. The feeling was electric. I never thought I would have a hard dick close to my face as a guy was jacking off with my finger in his tight opening.”
“Do not stop now. Tell me the rest of it.”
“I could see Frank was near the point of release. The head of his dick swelled, and the veins in his dick were pronounced, and his legs were tense. I helped him along and said, ‘You ready, baby. Am I going to see you cum? Yes, baby, give me that cum. I want to see your pretty dick empty those balls. Look at your pretty dick. Cum on my chest and stockings.’ That did the trick. Frank tensed up, and his dick looked like it was going to explode. The first squirt missed my chest and landed on my lips. He kept pumping his dick, and I had never seen so much cum.”
Frank was speaking in a low tone. “Oh, fuck. Look at my dick shooting cum. Agghh. Agghh. It feels so good. Push your finger deeper into me. Please! Please. I want to feel it. Look how messy my dick is with my cum covering it. Oh, Roger. I love you for this. I have never cum like this before with anyone, and you are the first guy.”
“Ramona. Frank got more than he thought.”
“We got more out of this. This did not change our personality but confirmed our sexual orientation as bisexual.”
“How did things end?”
“After Frank squeezed his last drop of cum, he sat on my knees. Looking me in the eye, he came closer and licked his cum off my face. Our lips met, and we shared his cum that tasted sweet. We were both sweating. He looked at my pantyhose and saw the mess that I had made. In the middle of our session, I lost control and came without touching myself. We enjoyed ourselves until we graduated.”
“Ramona, you were right and told me more than what I wanted to know. Thank you, and I know you better, and I am not judging.”
“Scott. We have a problem.”
“What is it?”
Pointing down, Scott had an erection, and the head of his dick was sticking out the leg of his shorts.
“My story excited you. I will say you have a pretty dick.”
“Forgive me. This is embarrassing.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
To be continued.