Ladyboy Switch Story

When we finally got back to my room it went much the same way as the previous evening except I was serviced from both ends. We started at 22.30 and did not sl**p. I must have taken six or seven loads of the sweetest, tastiest cum. The best news, the girls were friends and happy to share me – after each fuck session we lay together and kissed and hugged.

In fact, rather than the cock pig I was when I was being fucked by men, I was a sensitive thoughtful bottom who laughed when somebody dangled a semi-hard cock in my face and enjoyed having foreign objects pushed against my arse. The sex was hard but great fun. The Viagra kept it edgy and the amyl meant I went at the sucking and rimming with a mad passion but the post-orgasm fun was a new dimension altogether.

When I bottom for a gang of blokes they want to degrade me, make be bleed, hurt me – and I can’t pretend that I don’t love that whilst it is happening. My normal self goes somewhere else and I become this pig who just thrives on the degradation. I want to swim in cum. I want my arse stretched. I want to be hurt and degraded.

When I was fucked by these girls, I still love what the cocks do for me but I don’t have any post-coital guilt. I feel good about myself. I know I am a bottom but I am doing it for different reasons. I can’t explain it any better. I guess I am a mixed up fucker. It’s early in the piece but I think I have decided I want the ladyboys to be my future. I am thinking of moving to Thailand – probably Phuket but I am yet to finally decide – and making this my future. I realise sex is a huge part of my life. I can still find local gays (with some big, big cocks I am told) if I feel like some pig sex but I want to explore the world of ladyboys more fully.

I don’t want to get married or shack up or even have a girlfriend. If I continue to find that the girls are as affectionate as the two in Bangkok I can enjoy that feeling as much as any more serious relationship.

Right now, it certainly feels like a better way to live my life than on the wrong end of men’s cocks, fists and dildos. My next step is a two week holiday in Phuket and then I will make a decision. I will keep you posted.