I Became a Coc Sucing Fag

I continued my relationship with Claire for months on end. Something about her drew me in. Her age, our sexual passions, the taboo of sleeping with a family member. Her, no-holds-barred approach to sex. Her love of anal, our complete openness about our wants and needs, our conversations, our admittance of our bisexual passions, her pussy, and yes, even that strap-on.

As time went on when we got the chance to get together, that dick was in her suitcase when she arrived at my house. Or it was out on the bed when I arrived by her. There weren't too many times that she wasn't fucking me with it. I had grown accustomed to getting it rammed into my ass, feeling her grabbing my hips as she thrust back and forth, only to return the favor and slide my dick deep into her ass until I would cum inside of her. The more we did it, the more I liked the feeling of being penetrated to the point that I almost longed for it. Knowing, after she was done with me, I could turn tales and slide my dick in her ass and pump her until I came. It was liberating to me. It was the best-kept secret and desire I ever had.

On occasion when I was by her, she would dress me in her long nightgowns, bras, and panties. We would role-play and she would walk in the door while I stood in the kitchen like she was the "man" returning home from work. She'd come up behind me, slide her arms around me, kiss my neck, and begin foreplay, which would lead me to unzip her jeans, while on my knees, pulling out "her dick" and sucking it until; she was ready to fuck me with it. Sometimes she'd get so engrossed in pumping me while the little insert was inside her that she would bring her to orgasm. And I can tell you that as she was getting close to making herself cum, she would pump me harder and faster, making me scream, chirp, and whimper as her dick rammed my ass. It was like she was a real man getting close to cumming and pumping me hard as he did it. It was such a turn-on.

Other times, I would go to bed wearing a nighty and she would climb on top of me and thoroughly fuck me like a man would take his women. Only for her to get it back and orgasm while I was cumming in her ass. I have no doubt, none whatsoever, that she got off more by getting fucked in her ass than she did her pussy. I do not doubt that even though neither of us ever intended for her to be the dominatrix, that ended up being her role. The more we drifted from the usual man/woman sex to her being a boy and me being the little sissy bitch, the more we both got off. I fucking loved it.

I got hard just thinking about it, leading me to play with my toys alone. I would suck my dildos, and ride them taking every inch of them deep inside of me. It became more common for me to fuck myself than just to masturbate. Then, the more she hammered me with her dick, the more I began to realize that all the women in my life didn't matter anymore. This wasn't some alone fantasy or some new experimentation. I just wanted dick. I needed a boyfriend. I needed a real cock inside me, pumping me until he came. Only to flip him over and fuck him until I ejaculated inside him. I became cock crazy and I was on my way to changing teams. The moment became crystal clear on a rainy night by her.

We had just finished watching a movie and cuddling on her couch. It became regular for her to dress very sexily in negligees or teddies if we weren't going out and tonight was no different. As the movie ended and we cuddled in deeper having our first deep flirty kiss, Claire demanded that I slide down onto my knees and eat her pussy. I was actually rather surprised, since most of the time, I was only performing anal seduction on her, which included eating her ass, fingering her in the ass, or fucking her in the ass.

I obliged her request, slid down off the couch, slid her panties down, and started eating her pussy out. She came back-to-back times as I licked (her now) waxed pussy, sticking my tongue as deep as I could inside of her open lips. When I finished, she spoke, "Don't move, you're not done yet."

Claire got off the couch and walked into her bedroom. I heard her fumbling around and a few minutes later she returned. As she turned the corner from the hallway into the front room, naked, except wearing her pink dick, she spoke out to me; "Now you get to suck my dick too!"

Claire walked towards the couch and climbed onto it, positioning herself in front of me. She spread her legs around me and said; "Common big boy," as she started to pull my face down towards her open legs.

I slid that pink dick right into my mouth, tasting the soft rubber, and plastic composition, coupled with her pussy juices and my mouth watered. As I knelt and gave her head, I could feel my dick getting rock hard in my pants. My asshole was opening and throbbing for something inside of it. And even though I wasn't technically pleasing her, Claire was moaning out in pleasure and speaking very nasty to me.

"You like that Cock, don't ya Timmy?" She asked.

"You like it down your throat, don't ya?" She furthered.

"You want it in your ass bitch? She asked.

The dirtier she talked, the more turned on I got. Every question or statement she made to me, I answered with a loud "Umm Humm," as her dick was sliding in and out of my mouth. The more I slobbered on it, the wetter it got and the more I felt it sliding as deep as it could in my throat, the more I realized, I was becoming a cock sucking fag. I wanted her to cum in my mouth. I wanted it to cum all over my face. I wanted her to cum deep inside of me as I whimpered like a girl. I wanted everything a real cock could do, but with her, I couldn't.

I began to imagine that she was a real man. That her pink dick was my boyfriend's big hard cock and I was sucking him off after a long day of work. Or after a nice romantic evening. That I would be at his beckon call to please him any way he wanted me to. I would suck him tonight. Or suck him tomorrow morning. Suck him off in the shower, or under the dinner table after he ate. Just anything to have his cock in my mouth. The more my mind kept believing and fantasizing, the more I started turning into dick loving faggot. And I wanted more.

Even now, as I sit and write this, I am rock-hard thinking back to that night. How hard I was then. How much I needed to be fucked. How after I ate her pussy to orgasm, minutes later I had a mouthful of long, pink, hard dick, which was making me want the real thing. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed it. I pulled her dick from my mouth and said, "You need to fuck me."

Claire smiled at me and started to rise from the couch. We came face to face and kissed deeply. As we pulled away her hand slid down my body and onto my groin feeling my hard dick bulging in my pants. "Oh, you are ready, aren't you?" She asked.

Claire led me to her bedroom by my hand. Her sexy naked ass, covered only by the black straps on her dick, as we entered into the darkness of her room. The only light emanating from the street lamp down the block. We kissed deeply at the side of her bed, as she slowly removed my shirt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I used my hands and legs to get them off.

"On your knees!" She demanded as I turned and climbed onto her bed.

Claire pulled the lube from her nightstand, climbing in behind me on the mattress. She ripped my underwear down, to the crease of my legs behind my knees. I felt emasculated but I was still ready to be fucked and pumped by her dick. I was so wide open and ready, that I bet she could have slid her whole hand up inside of me.

Claire doused my ass with lube and was using her hand and fingers to lube me up thoroughly. She slid a finger in and was pumping back and forth deeply, getting me ready for her dick. I was whimpering and moaning because I was ready for more than just her fingers.

I felt her slide up behind me and edge into the right position, as she guided my hips down to the right angle. I felt the tip of that dick hit the right spot and within a second, I felt her slide it into me. I groaned out in pleasure, realizing I was needing her dick.

Claire started slowly thrusting back and forth sliding it in and out of me, making me want it even more. The faster she got, the more I wanted it to be bigger, deeper, and longer. Claire continued pumping me, making statements like, "You like my dick in your ass, don't you?"

And, "I'm gonna fuck you hard baby."

Now, I will be the first to admit, in case some of you don't know. But usually when a man gets penetrated, you tend to lose most of your hard-on. It still may be partially hard, but unless you or your partner are playing with it, you won't retain a full erection.

And this case was no different. As Claire was fucking me with her dick, I started to go soft. The pleasure of being penetrated, knowing it was her, being comfortable with this form of sex life, was still exciting, but I was no longer so hard I felt I was going to explode. But it wasn't long until that changed.

As she was pumping me and talking dirty, keeping a good pace and ramming it in as far as she could go, I began thinking about that "boyfriend" again. This time it was his dick inside of me. It was him holding onto my hips and ramming his cock inside of me. And I was poised and ready to take it from him.

As Claire whimpered and moaned behind me, and as I whimpered and moaned flowing with her movements, I began to realize I was getting rock hard again. Something about that night, her movements, her speed, the depth, and my creative mind was making me fully erect.

The more she pumped me, the harder I got. My mouth was wide open, I was huffing and puffing. I was feeling things inside of me I had never felt before. I was going to cum with her inside of me and I was going to cum soon.

I started begging Claire to go deeper, to thrust it in harder, to put it in longer, to stay in that same spot. My body was reeling, my stomach was clenching, my mouth was locked open, drool emanating from it. My ass was wide open and more than willing to continue being fucked like this. I was so hard; I thought the skin on my dick was stretching beyond its limitations.

I had two handfuls of sheets, and I was chirping, and peeping like a little bird, in the morning light. I begged her; "Claire, don't fucking stop. Don't stop."

I had never experienced this feeling before, but with each pump, I felt myself coming closer and closer to cumming, without touching myself.

"Claire," I screamed out, "Fuck me!".

Claire continued ramming that dick into me, my dick got harder and harder by the second. It felt like every thrust was similar to someone wrapping their hand around my dick and stroking me from top to bottom. I couldn't even phantom how I was so close, but had not yet exploded.

"Faster," I begged her as she continued her thrusting.

"Holy fuck Claire. Holy fuck." I cried out as I felt the intensity building inside me.

"I'm going to fucking cum. I'm gonna cum." I cried out time and time again.

I was almost heaving, convulsing, waiting for it to shoot until that second, when with all my strength and energy, I started shooting cum from my dick. One blast after another squirted from deep inside of me, shooting it all over her sheets as her cock was pounding my ass.

"Holy Fuck," I jabbered out, as I kept feeling an intenseness I had never felt before.

Claire was huffing and puffing as she took every bit of her energy to continue ramming my ass. When I finished cumming, I told her to slow down. Claire slowed her speed but kept slowly sliding that dick in and out of me. I felt the tipoff my dick still oozing cum out, as my body quivered. It was like a rebirth, a re-awakening, an out-of-body experience like I had never felt before. I had just cum while being fucked in the ass, and I could not believe the amount of energy, satisfaction, and pleasure I had received from it.

When Claire finally withdrew her dick, I fell flat down onto the mattress, lying in the cum I had just shot all over the bed. Claire knelt on her side of the bed. I could hear her breathing hard, trying to catch her breath after the hard work she had just put in.

"You, okay?" She asked.

"Yes." I whimpered out, with a dry throat and a body that was still trembling from the release.

We both sat quietly in the dark for some time, until I had to try and get up to pee. My legs trembled and my body ached. My ass was so wide open, as I walked towards the bathroom, I felt as if I could have slid my whole arm inside of me.

When I returned from the bathroom, Claire was cleaning off the pink dick with antibiotic wipes, as if she was going to put it away for the night. I took one look at the clean and fresh dick between her legs, knelt next to her, and started sucking that dick again. This time, I didn't stop for twenty minutes. I was determined - fake or not - that I was going to give it the best blow job it ever had.

When my mouth got tired, I stopped sucking on it. I slid the dick off of Claire, rolled her onto her stomach, and ate Claire's ass out until she orgasmed. I was so focused on anal that from those moments on, all I wanted was to be sticking my dick in someone's ass. Before the night was out, I had fucked Claire in her ass, making her cum several times. In return, she finger fucked me while blowing me, until I came again. I went to bed that night knowing I had turned the corner and anal sex was the prize I needed to be chasing.

From that moment on, I knew. I needed a real dick. A real man. A real good fucking and to cum like that every time I got penetrated.

I loved playing with Claire, her pussy, her ass, and especially that toy, but I needed the real thing. Claire and I did fuck a good handful of times after that night, and each night it was always all anal for both of us. On occasion, she would suck my dick or let me eat her pussy, but most of the time, it was all anal penetrations. And it seemed every few times, I would cum while the dick was in me, which made me want it even more.

I eventually had my chance to suck a real cock again and to be fucked by a guy, who was on the new bowling league I had joined that fall. His name was John, he was a good fuck. And someone I admired. He was the first "man" I ever slept with and the first time I truly got to experience man-to-man love. Through him and our nights together, I truly dove even further into the realm of being a cock sucking fag.

I'll tell you about him in the next chapter.