Author's warning, this story contains the use of offensive language, and should certainly not be used in society in any context today. Remember, this is a fantasy that I created about myself and everyone in the story apart from myself are fictional characters, and everyone is over the age of 18. Please don't read on if this is something that would offend you.
So, the other day, a perfectly normal conversation triggered the memory of when I was in my early 20s and at the time didn't even realize that I was starting my journey to becoming the sissy faggot that I would eventually turn myself into. It's funny because I say I'm a sissy, faggot gay boy, but I'm not quite sure how I should be tagged. Maybe you guys could tell me what you think.
So, I'm attracted to women, and I don't find men whatsoever sexually attractive, not even a black man. And I'm not attracted or turned on by cocks in general, but oh my god, a big black cock just does something to me and I just can't help myself. I'm definitely not straightforward because I love to wear women's clothes. And apart from a tiny little inch, square of hair, above my little member, I'm hairless from the neck down. The only reason I have the little patch is that I saw a black dude with a tiny little patch above his cock, in a porno. It looked so sexy, so I decided to try it for myself. But makes me look and feel even more like a sissy faggot. My partner at the time was all for me doing it as she thought it looked sexy on the Black man. When I showed her, she just laughed, saying how pathetic I looked. I was totally humiliated. She told me I should keep it like that to remind me just how pathetic I am. So, I'll let you guys and girls decide and hope you all voice your opinions in the comments.
So back, then I would regularly go swimming a lot of the time alone and even though I was very self-conscious about my tiny dick.
I would shower naked instead of keeping my shorts on in the large communal shower in the changing room, I got a kick out of being naked in a public place despite my embarrassment, I would always go naked. I would always tell myself that I wouldn't do it again, and I would cover up, but I never did cover up, I would continue to go naked.
Not only that, but I would always get this strange feeling whenever someone else went nude, and I couldn't help but try to have a good look, (why I tried I didn't understand) and every so often I would see some look at mine and I would turn around and try to hide or get myself out of there as quick as I could, so if I had realized all them years ago, what a faggot I really was fuck things would've been so different.