I'm Bill, a fourteen-year-old boy beginning to date girls. I don't understand them but find them really fascinating. Their bodies are just so amazing. I've admired them in girlie magazines, but nothing can compare with the real thing. It’s not like I have a lot of experience. I've only gotten clothes off two girls, and it was great, but didn't end well.

You see, I really like a girl's ass, even more than her tits or pussy. I suppose that's not entirely normal, but I can't help it. I managed to get Marcy nicely aroused by fingering her pussy, but then as soon as I slipped a wet finger between her cheeks she just freaked.

"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, and I quickly realized my mistake.

With Lisa it was about the same, but she called me a pervert. I don't think I'm a pervert – I just have a real appreciation for a girl's ass.

Lisa told all her friends and I haven't been able to get a date since. I think it will all blow over, but for now my ass admiration will have to be confined to my girlie magazines.

My best friend Pat knows about my ass loving. He lives next door and is a year younger, but looks even younger, since he is shorter and a little frail. We've been friends since before we started school have always been able to talk about anything. When I told him about my ass loving and how the girls had responded he just said that I just needed to find the right kind of girl.

That made sense, but how to find such a girl? Well, I guess I'll keep trying. I always felt safe with Pat – he never thought I was a pervert for my ass loving.

One day after school I stopped in a nearby Walmart to pick up a few items. As I entered I saw Pat in a checkout line and greeted him, but he seemed surprised and a little disturbed. "What are you getting?" I asked.

"Oh nothing," he said as the cashier picked up the package he put on the checkout conveyor. I immediately saw that he was buying panties, which seemed kind of strange. I realized that Pat was embarrassed that I caught him buying panties and wanted to put him at ease, so I said, "That's really nice of you to buy panties for your Mom."

"Yeah," replied Pat, but blushing red. I realized that there was something else going on.

Forgetting about why I had come there, I walked out with Pat. He was strangely silent as we walked, and I just had to get to the bottom of it.

"Pat, we've been best friends forever," I began.

"Yep," Pat agreed, "Since we were little."

"And we have always been able to talk about everything," I continued, "And I never felt ashamed to tell you anything."

"What are you getting at?" asked Pat.

"Those panties aren't for your Mom, are they?" I asked.

Pat didn't answer, so I said, "You can tell me anything and it will be alright."

"Bill, please don't press me on this," Pat replied. I could see that it really upset him, so I just let it drop.

We hung out for a while but just didn't have much to talk about, so I went home. I realized that I had really stressed out friendship and decided that I'd apologize to Pat tomorrow. I didn't have any classes with him, so I'd have to catch him at lunch time.

The next day at lunch I said, "Pat, I was out of line yesterday and am really sorry."

"I'm the one who's sorry," said Pat, "I should have trusted you. The panties are for me – do you think that's weird?"

"Well, it's different," I said, "But I wouldn't call it weird."

"Most people would think so," Pat said.

"Probably," I agreed, "So we better not tell anyone else – your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks Bill," replies Pat, "I should have trusted you from the start."

"Are you wearing panties today?" I asked.

"Yes," Pat admitted, "But I don't on gym days."

"Good idea," I agreed, "They'd be noticed in the locker room – could I see?"

"You want to see me in panties?" Pat asked.

"If you're willing to show me," I asked.

"Might as well," Pat said, "I'll show you at my house after school."

I don't know why I asked him to see, but now that he agreed I had to go through with it, so I went to Pat’s house after school. His mother ran a beauty salon and didn't get home until 7:00pm, so we had the house to ourselves. Pat took me to his room took off all his clothes except a pair of blue panties. He stood next to his bed and my eyes were locked on him.

I had never noticed before, but Pat's body was completely hairless, and he looked almost feminine. The panties really looked right on Pat. As Pat slowly turned I realized that he was wearing thong panties – and his whole ass was bare. Not only that, but it looked completely like a girl's ass!

I walked up to Pat and touched his ass cheek, and he didn't resist. From the back I was with a girl and getting aroused. I leaned forward and kissed Pat on the neck. My mind was in some sort of fog – I wasn't thinking clearly as I was filled with desire.

Without thinking I continued to kiss Pat, now moving down his neck and back. Soon I was on my knees and kissing his cheeks. Pat climbed up on the bed and got on all fours, feet hanging off the edge of the bed. I knelt on the floor and continued to kiss his cheeks.

Pat reached back and pulled the thong strap to one side and spread his cheeks, exposing his hole. I had seen that on only a few girlie pictures and remember wanting to kiss them there. So now I had the chance. I pressed my mouth to the hole and was pleasantly surprised how clean it was. I cautiously extended my tongue as Pat moaned and told me it was really nice.

I was so aroused my cock was straining in my pants. I unzipped and took it out and began stroking as I worked my tongue in and out of the hole. In less than a minute I shot my load on the floor. That's when it hit me – I was overcome with guilt that I had kissed Pat's ass.

If it was at all weird that Pat wore panties, what I did was much worse, and I couldn't help but think what others might say. "Please Pat," I begged, "Don't tell anyone."

"Of course not," Pat said, "I would never tell."

"Sorry about the mess," I said, looking at the puddle of cum I left on the floor.

"No problem," Pat said. He got a towel and wiped it up.

I didn't like the way I felt and was trying to make sense of it. Soon the guilt passed, and I told Pat how good he looked in the panties. That's when I noticed Pat's closet. It had sliding doors and was partly open, but I could clearly see girls clothing hanging there.

I'll bet you would look really nice completely dressed in girls clothes," I said, opening the closet further.

"You think so?" Pat asked.

"I'd like to see," I replied.

I wasn't aroused any more – just curious at this point and watched with interest as Pat put on a bra, and then a blouse and skirt. "Wait here," he said, and went into the bathroom. When he returned, he was wearing a wig and makeup, and wasn't a boy any more – he was a really pretty girl!

"You can call me Patty if you like," she said.

"I definitely like!" I replied. Patty smiled and walked up to me. I looked down into her eyes and began to feel desire again. She pressed her lips to mine and my tongue parted her lips and we both experienced our first French kiss. I knew I was with a girl and became aroused again. I pulled Patty close to me and we continued to kiss. Then her hand squeezed my cock bulging in my pants and I knew I wanted her.

"Let me help you with that," Patty said, and unzipped me, taking out my cock. Soon Patty dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I knew that most girls didn't like to give blowjobs so this was really unusual – and it felt incredibly special as well. Under her oral attentions I soon came in her mouth. I felt a little guilt afterward, but pushed it aside, telling myself what a hot girl Patty is.

I couldn't get over how great Patty looked. In the back of my mind I knew it was really Pat, but I liked Patty better, so I focused on her.

"That was amazing," I said, "Could I take you out to a movie?"

"I've never left the house dressed," Patty said, "But let me think about it."

Back at school Pat and I talked, and I avoided bringing up Patty, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. Nothing noteworthy happened until Thursday, when Pat asked, "Patty can go out with you to a movie tomorrow night if you like."

I quickly agreed and Pat told me to stop by at seven.

On Friday night I dressed for our date and went to Patty's house. Her Mom answered the door and invited me in. She gave me a cola and I sat in the living room watching TV while I waited for Patty. Her Mom left work early to help Patty with her hair and makeup. When I saw Patty, she looked even better than before!

Patty's Mom drove us to the movie theater and we agreed when she would pick us up. We went in and I bought tickets and we entered the viewing area, taking seats near the back, so we would have some privacy. We held hands until the lights went off and then began to kiss. As our tongues danced together I put my hand up Patty's skirt and felt the soft warmth of her inner thighs.

"Wait," said Patty, and she reached under her skirt and slipped off her panties, handing them to me. The was like getting an invitation to enjoy her goodies, so I put her panties in my pocket and slipped my hand up her skirt once again.

I took her clitty into my hand and gently squeezed it. It was small, but soon became hard, and as it did, the passion of her kisses increased. In the heat of the moment I thought about going down on her. It seemed like a crazy thought – I wouldn't be eating a pussy, but sucking a cock.

The more we kissed the more aroused I got. Soon I knew it wasn't a cock, but a clitty and I knew I wanted to suck it. But here? In the theater with all these people around? I looked around and there seemed to be only a couple dozen people, and all were below us. I looked both ways in our row and saw there was nobody else there.

I decided to do it, and then realized that the damn arm rest was in the way. There wasn't enough room on the floor for me to kneel there. Shit! I took hold of the arm rest, wishing I could rip it off, when I felt it move, and found that it swung up out of the way – perfect.

I raised Patty's skirt just enough and brought my head down to her, lovingly taking her hard clitty into my mouth.

"Bill! Not here!" Patty whispered, but her objection soon turned almost to a purr as she enjoyed my attention.

She was fully hard, but couldn't have been more than three inches long and less than an inch in diameter. I traced the entire surface of her clitty with my tongue, getting to know her intimately. There was something magical about having Patty in my mouth. It just felt so right, and Patty had her hands on my head, hold me and pressing me close to her, as if she could go deeper into my mouth that way.

I knew that soon she would cum in my mouth, which I both wanted and feared. It would mean I took Patty all the way, but I might end up choking on the taste. I had heard that the taste was terrible and made some people want to puke. Yet Patty swallowed my load and seemed to like it. I hoped that I would like hers.

I was in heaven, resting my head on Patty's warm, soft legs with her clitty in my mouth, her hands caressing my head. In a way I was making love to her and knew that our friendship was reaching new heights.

I don't know how long I sucked Patty, but eventually she climaxed and gave me a surprisingly big load. It tasted strong, and unlike anything else, but it wasn't horrible like I had heard. I held her in my mouth until she stopped squirting, and then sat up. I held Patty's juice in my mouth for a while, growing accustomed to the taste. There was no word that could describe the taste, so I just decided that it was Patty-flavored.

Patty had lowered her skirt and moved closer to me, holding my hand. As she kissed me, her tongue probed into my mouth as if wanting to share in the load I had swallowed. I wasn't sure what she would get – maybe just a little residual taste.

This was unlike any date I had ever been on before – much, much better! I wanted Patty to be my girlfriend, and hoped I could make that happen, but much depended upon her.

"Bill, that was wonderful!" Patty whispered to me as she squeezed my hard cock through my pants, "I'll make sure you get what you deserve."

We held hands throughout the rest of the movie and kissed occasionally. We talked while we waited for Patty's Mom to arrive. "I really like you Patty," I said.

Patty smiled and said, "I like you, Bill – I like you when I'm Pat as well as Patty."

"Will I see Patty more?" I asked.

"For you, Bill," she said, "I'll be Patty as often as you like – I like it better than being a boy."

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked.

"You mean a steady girlfriend?" Patty asked.

"Well, yes," I replied, "If I have you I don't want to date anyone else."

Patty's Mom arrived and we got into the back seat of the car. We tried to behave so we wouldn't freak out Patty's Mom, but Patty had a firm grip on my cock through my pants.

"Bill is going to be my steady boyfriend," Patty said to her Mom.

"You two have been close over the years, so I'm not surprised," she replied, "But let's talk about it when we get home."

I wasn't sure what that meant – what was there to talk about? When we got home Patty's Mom opened a bottle of wine and said, "I know you are both under-age, but this is a very special occasion." She poured three glasses of wine.

She raised her glass and said, "Here's to Bill and Patty – may their love be as strong as their friendship."

It was at that point I saw a problem. I liked Patty – REALLY liked her, but I wasn't in love with her. I didn't know if I could love her, but sure wanted to be with her.

Patty's Mom stressed the importance of protecting Patty's secret and told us about some of the terrible things that could happen if anybody found out.

She told us that since there was no danger of a pregnancy that we could have sex freely, but asked that we do it Patty's room while she was home – kissing in front of her was fine, but anything else should be done in private.

"Where can we learn more?" I asked.

"What do you want to learn about?" responded Patty's Mom.

"Well they don't exactly cover this in Sex Education classes," I replied.

"No, they don't," she said, "Let me see what I can dig up for you both."

"Now if you two want to go up to Patty's room," she continued, "You can continue your date."

With that, we went to Patty's room and closed the door. I took Patty in my arms and kissed her, telling her I wanted our relationship to be like other boy-girl relationships: I love being intimate with her, but wanted to be out with her a lot.

"Oh Bill," Patty said, "You are the answer to my dreams – I've wanted this for years and now you’re making it happen – I'll do anything you want."

"For now, got on the bed on all fours," I said.

Without hesitation Patty got on the bed, with her feet hanging over the bed.

I still had her panties in my pocket, so I knew I'd have full access under her skirt. I lifted the back of her skirt and set it on her back, exposing her lovely ass. Even though Pat's small ball sack was hanging down, I knew in my heart that I was looking at a girl's ass. I dropped to my knees and kissed both cheeks, then spread them and kissed her deeply. I worked my tongue in and out of her as she moaned with delight.

I reached between Patty's legs and fondled her clitty, which was already aroused, but now reached full erection. I noticed a bottle of hand lotion next to the bed, so I pulled back and said, "Don't go anywhere."

"I'm here for you for as long as you want!" she replied.

I squirted some hand lotion into the palm of my hand and resumed rimming Patty. Rubbing her clitty with the lotion made her really squirm with delight. As I stroked her I felt her pushing back on my face, as if she was trying to drive my tongue deeper. I wished my tongue was longer, but I was giving her all I had.

I continued to lick as I stroked her and was growing tired. With practice it would be easier, but for now my tongue was doing things it wasn't accustomed to. Thankfully Patty climaxed and shot her load into my hand while pushing back even harder.

She collapsed on the bed, now fully drained. I got up and went to her bathroom and washed my hands.

I got onto the bed and lay next to her. She rolled over and kissed me and said, "That was amazing – wherever did you learn to do that?"

"I didn't," I replied, "I just thought to try it."

"Well then," she said, "I welcome any new thoughts you may have!"

We snuggled for a while and then Patty said, "It's time for you to get undressed."

My cock had been straining to get out of my pants all evening, so I got right to it and undressed.

At first, I felt a little nervous about being naked, but then realized that I had no reason to be shy. Patty could easily see how glad I was to see her, and took hold of my cock, pulling me to the bed.

I lay on my back on the bed and Patty told me to pull my legs up so my feet were flat on the bed and my knees were up. She spread my feet apart and gently fondled my balls. My cock wanted her attention, but she was making me wait. She put some lotion on her fingers and pressed them to my ass hole. I jumped with surprise, and she said, "My ass is yours and your ass is mine."

I wasn't sure what she had in mind but would trust her completely. She pressed one finger into me and stroke it in and out, and then pushed a second finger in. I was surprised at how good it felt and welcomed all she had to give.

With the two fingers in me, she began to suck me, and soon began to wiggle both fingers inside me, which made me lose any control I might have had, and immediately climaxed. Patty held me in my mouth until I finished, and then swallowed. After that we lay cuddling on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

I awoke and realized that it was almost midnight, so I got up and got dressed. Patty kissed me at the door and made me promise that this was just the beginning.

I went home after the best date of my entire life!

From that point I saw Pat at school and we would often plan after-school activities. I would wait an hour after school before arriving, so Patty had time to get ready. We soon fell deeply in love and often would take a bus to the mall and walk around together there. Patty really loved being out in public together and I loved taking her. I knew that in return there would always be something special for me when we got back to her house.

One day Patty showed me a DVD her Mom brought home, titled, "Teen TG Romance" which was about a teenage couple like us, and showed them making love in many ways. It may have been porn, but for us it was sex education. We watched with interest and tried much of what we saw.

As Patty grew more confident being out in public, we would often socialize with some of my friends. At first, she was really nervous because some of them knew Pat, but none had a clue about Patty. She had practiced her femme voice well, and mastered makeup to the point that nobody saw any indication of anything but a lovely girl.

I took Patty to the prom, and she was absolutely stunning in her gown. As graduation approached we made plans to live together, once I got a job. Patty's Mom gave her a job at the beauty salon, where she learned to make other women as beautiful as she was.

We can't have a baby, but Patty is the perfect girl for me!

Special thanks to my online friend, Patty, who inspired this story.

  To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)