Sometimes people ask why. Why I'm attracted to cocks. Why I like to dress in women's clothing. Why I like to be humiliated. Why I sometimes such a slut. There's a lot more but those are the most common.
After David and a couple of years of just his cock I went through a couple of year dry spell. I didn't want to admit to myself that I liked dicks. I dated girls and had an easy time with them. I'm five-nine and 145 with a long legged short torso body. I guess I'm decent enough looking. But after a dozen or so semi relationships and fuck buddies I was craving cock and I just didn't know how to go about getting it.
When I was in my senior year of college I was lucky enough to have parents who paid for an ok apartment. No roommate necessary. I started assembling panties. I found after that time with Jeff and David, that I liked wearing girls' underwear. Not just for sex but for all the time. I loved the feel of it. I tried French cut panties, thongs, tap pants and pretty much every kind you can buy. I wanted to try other girl stuff but was reluctant as I thought my desire for girl clothes was weird. I was still having a reasonable time with girls but I was nuts for cock and didn't know where to get it without being stupidly obvious.
I had found an adult book store near the university. After driving past it two or three million times I finally worked up the courage to go in. I was interested in some porn DVDs. The place was seedy and the smell of disinfectant, cum and pee kind of permeated the atmosphere. When I got there the place seemed to be empty although there was a few cars in the parking lot (I had parked a block away and walked back so no one would see me). The DVD section was divided into categories. Since the display area was empty I went directly to the gay and bi sections. After looking through tons of titles I found a gang bang video that appeared to feature a boy who looked kind of like me who, on the cover, was surrounded by five big guys who appeared to me threatening him. I picked it out and as I was heading for the cash register I spotted the transvestite/she male section. I perused the titles and was fascinated by some of the "girls" on the title covers. Not knowing anything about how crappy TV videos can be I picked one at random and took both titles to the register. The clerk asked if I wanted to preview them before I bought them. I had no clue as to what he meant but told him that I wanted to see the TV film. He collected five bucks and told me to go to booth number 3. I again had no clue so he directed me through a curtained doorway.