I do admit to my love of wearing panty and stockings, or tights ( pantihose ) under my courtship for study, gives me a tangible number on. As a gay guy, looking at other men and wondering what they are like under their clothes, well hung, cut etc livelihood me really horny.

A few nights ago, one of my buddy whom I have some great fun with, said he had slate for a great Hypnotist would I like to go ? Of course, I agreed and off we went.

dump, the show was direful. He picked on me as one of the hold out customer, should I say. He dragged me on stage ( no pun intended ) and tried to put me under. I knew he did n't succeed, or so I thought,

Tom, my mate, waited until I returned to my tooshie."warhead of crap"I told him.

"Ah"said Tom"You did not see what we, the audience saw then Phil"

"What do you think of Tom ?"I asked him.

"well, the guy asked you what your pet hobby was, you said making fun of crap hypnotists. He then asked if you believed in what he did and that he had hypnotised you to let out your inner most enigma as you were so unbelievably rude to him. You told him, in front of 1,200 people, that you were a bottom gay man, who wore lingerie under his day dress and like to get fucked wearing panty or leotards. You like to walk around with a jewelled butt plug up your ass and had to wear a condom under your step-in or tights as you frequently shot a load looking at guys you fancied. As that was not enough, you then added you thought he was a load of crap, to which the guy said you would call up everything that had happened to you when you woke up in the morning, he snapped his fingers and you shuddered, woke up and walked back to me"

"Oh fucking hell Tom, you can not have a bun in the oven me to believe that bullshit, Lashkar-e-Taiba have a fuck and then we can get to bed"

I am favorable actually, I am a well hung cut man, 8"cock and goodly balls, I was wearing tights under my trouser, which Tom asked me to go away on. He threw me face down on the bed a pulled down the waistband of my leotards, just enough to pull out the hindquarters plug I love to bust, and rammed his rather turgid dick right inside my hole."Tom, go easygoing"I said"I know fucking me in leotards gets you so horny, but I am already cumming and getting in a mess"

A few minutes of banging away and Tom yelled he was cumming and I felt a jet of hot cum fill my insides > I lay there savouring the feeling of that adorable cum and then stood up, I could sense it oozing down the interior of my branch and also through the nylon covering my pecker, it slipped like jelly down my turncock and balls, Tom knelt down and licked my tights front clear. Oh heaven.

We showered and went to bed Tom wears shorts, I usually wear scanty of some kind, tonight I chose smuggled lace ones, honestly guys, you really want to try wearing women 's panties they are a surprisingly enceinte pocket at the strawman to oblige your fishing rig and a full backbone or thong stylus back, not sagging or bagging and lode of stretch,

I had some fearful dreams, the sort that scare the diddly-squat out of you and then when you wake up simply disappear. I woke up about 7am bursting for a urine, Tom was snoring his drumhead off as common, I shot in the john grabbed my stopcock out of my panties and let go.

sanctum shag, I was pissing all over the toilet hind end, my legs, the trading floor I grabbed my dick, NO COCK OR BALLS THERE. I sat on the toilet and finished pissing and stood up. I yelled for Tom who ran into the bathroom and looked aghast at the urine covered floor, throne and me.

"Phil, what the hell are you playing at ? Your step-in are dripping water and its everyplace"

"I do n't know"I cried and pulled down my panties.

"Fucking hell"screamed Tom"Where the fuck are your nut and putz and what the fuck IS THAT ?"he yelled pointing at my crotch.

I looked down and nearly passed out, my pin-up cut cock and vauntingly ballock had simply vanished and there in their place, was what looked remarkably like a PUSSY ... ... a vagina on me ?

I suddenly shivered and suddenly remembered what the Hypnotist said the previous evening.

"Tom its that motherfucker hypnotist"I shouted"He has cursed me"I remembered we had his wit and phoned him, although it was only 0830."Hello"said a strangely elated voice."Remembered now how rude you were last night ?, You apparently love wearing intimate apparel so I thought it would be nice for you to palpate how looking the whole package would suit you .... I am terminating the cal, and no matter how you try to contact me, you will give birth no further winner, love your new sex organ"

The headphone went dead, and I tried to call up, it was ineffective to connect.

I sat on the toilet lid, Tom kneeled on the level holding my work force. I dried myself off, and went into the shower. I got out and dried myself and Tom walked me back into the bedroom. We sat on the bed, My script unconsciously went down to my dick-less and ball less crotch and touched my cut. It felt soft and affectionate and slightly damp, Nice lips on around the boundary, and fleshy flaps on the inside.

To my disgust I was getting turned on."Tom ?"Will you check out my twat, does it look ok to you ?, would you fancy playing with it as a gay man ? Would you like to try an jazz me please ?"

Tom looked surprised,"making love to if you wear some crotchless panties"I found a pair which looked keen as my tumid tool and orchis hung down from the slash in them. Now they fitted me perfectly.

Tom pulled me up and moved to the closet, he held me closely and started to kiss me, gently squeezing my nips, I could sense myself getting hotter and hotter in my crotch, I felt a little dribble like jelly sliding from my gash, them I felt Toms cock pushing in me."God, this is amaze"cried Tom, we can buss and I can bonk you from the figurehead, I love feeling your panties sliding up and down my cock, and shit, I am going to cum"

CUM ? ”. He fired rich amounts of midst hot cum into my slit, and after a few moment, he pulled out, it was still dripping from his ogre turncock head, so I licked it cleanse. I suddenly realised that Tom had his head between my peg, he was licking my pussy clean, I I looked down feeling his lingua sliding inside me.

We decided to go shopping, I wore some thick tights under my jogging merchant ship and on the way home plate in the car, Tom looked at me said"Are you cumming in your pants, ? You have a bombastic wet plot of ground on your jeans. I sure did, it was wet and pasty, whoops cum !

Arrived home to notice dribbles of cum and a white jelly stuff sliding out of my gash."It 's your cum and my lube, leaking out. I need to buy some tampons, so we turned around called in the gasolene place and bought two packets. Got menage opened the packages and pulled one tampon out, , rammed it inside my pussy, pulled on some black nylon hold ups, and pulled up my tracksuit bottoms and started on the dejeuner.

Tom walked in the kitchen"How are you feeling Phil ?"“ Ok thanks"I answered,"Seems like I am a real puss boy now, can you cope with me like this"

Before I could move, Tom had spun me against the wall, pulled down my tracksuit backside, pulled on the tampon string which fell on the story, and his cock was inside me so quickly I could not believe it., He was tonguing me and then kissing me roughly, I could tell apart he was loving it, his breathing was short and he pounded away at my vagina. I am SO ENJOYING THIS, He shot another huge load inside me. Pulled away away and let me lick his stopcock clean and jerk, he repeated his execution by licking my cunt pick again. He moved away, gae me a new tampon which I pushed up and pulled up my tracksuit bottoms.

"There Phil"he smiled"Does that answer your question ? ”