Cindi and Sandi were two new girls in my school. But they were very different from other girls – I fell for them both immediately! They were sisters and had the most beautiful dark red hair – almost auburn. Their hair and lovely smiles really made them stand out. Of course there were other nice things as well, like their breasts – not huge, but nicely shaped and big enough for age sixteen.

They were also twins – identical twins. They were so identical that they could hardly be told apart. They even dressed the same, except that each wore a heart-shaped pendant with their first initial. I soon learned that I could quickly tell them apart by looking for the "C" or "S" on their pendants.

I would have expected them to soon be quickly accepted by the "cool" girls and for most of the boys to be hitting on them. Much to my surprise they kept to themselves, which gave me an opportunity.

At lunch time on their first day I saw them sitting together, but they were otherwise alone. I introduced myself and asked if I could join them. They agreed and soon were telling me their history. They were from a rural area in southern Indiana – filled with religious people and farmers, but not much else. They were glad to be here – not exactly the "big city", but a suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio which offered a lot more variety.

While they looked identical, I learned that their personalities were quite different – Cindi was quiet and reserved while Sandi was more talkative and outgoing. I found myself attracted to both of them, and choosing one was going to be difficult.

"I'll bet guys have a hard time choosing between you," I said – it was kind of dumb, but it was all I could think of at the moment.

Sandi quickly responded, "Why choose? You can get to know us both and maybe you won't have to choose at all."

"That would sure be a different sort of double date," I observed.

"Could be fun, though," Sandi added.

I turned to Cindi and asked, "How do you feel about a double date?"

Cindi smiled and said, "Count me in!"

I knew that taking two girls out could be awkward as well as expensive, but decided to go with it for now. I asked where they would like to go and they invited me to come to their house for dinner and a movie, so we could become better acquainted and explore mutual interests.

For the rest of the week I had lunch with the girls every day and walked them home after school. Their father didn't live with them and their mother worked second shift, so they had the house to themselves after school. I had hoped that they would invite me in, but Sandi explained that they were not supposed to have guests, but had permission for Friday night.

I got the impression that their mother was very strict, but perhaps she had to be, raising two girls on her own.

Finally Friday arrived and I wanted to be at my best so I showered and splashed some after-shave on. I didn't really shave yet, but wanted to smell nice for the girls.

Cindi answered the door and invited me in. "Sandi is still getting ready," Cindi explained, "so we can get acquainted for now – would you like some wine?"

This was new to me – I had some of my Dad's beer at home, but never wine. The girls must be more refined, so I decided to fake it for now.

"Zinfendel okay?" she asked.

"Sure, that would be great," I said, having no idea about wine at all.

I sat on the couch and watched her hips, transfixed as I admired the sexy shifting of her buns as she walked to the kitchen. I decided that I really liked her ass. I suppose that meant that I liked Sandi's ass, which I presumed would be equally nice, and hoped to find out soon.

Cindi returned with the wine and sat next to me – right next to me. I took that as a good sign and put my arm around her as we sat close. Soon she leaned her head onto me and I enjoyed the fragrance of her hair. I took a risk and moved my hand to just under one breast and paused.

Cindi looked up at me and whispered, "It's okay," and I cupped her breast in my hand. I could hear her inhale deeply as I touched her and knew that she was enjoying it as much as I was.

She smiled at me and I kissed her. Her lips parted and our tongues danced together. Her kisses got more passionate as I fondled her breasts.

"Let me make it easier," she said, and unbuttoned her blouse. I touched her soft skin, exploring unknown territory, marveling at how nice her smooth, soft skin felt.

As we continued to kiss, Cindi pulled her bra up, revealing her lovely breasts. I had never seen breasts before in real life, and they were much better than the pictures. Her nipples were hard, standing up from the rest of her breast, and I gently squeezed them with my fingers, taking care not to pinch.

Cindi took my head in both of her hands and pulled me to her breast. I took a nipple between my lips and sucked it. "Yes!" she said, and I sucked harder.

Without realizing it, I was laying on the couch with Cindi kneeling next to it, moving one breast, then the other to my lips. I sucked them as Cindi's breathing quickened.

I reached under her skirt and put my hand on the back of her panties, feeling her soft round buns. She leaned over and kissed me and by now I was thoroughly aroused, with no idea what to do about it.

Sandi entered and interrupted us with "I see you guys have used the time well."

"We're just getting acquainted," protested Cindi, "And are barely past second base."

"So I see," replied Sandi, "And now it's my turn."

Cindi broke away and put a hand on my hard cock through my pants. She gave a nice squeeze and said, "I have to go make dinner, but I'll get back to this later." She got up and I admired her round ass as she went back to the kitchen.

Sandi took her place and planted a juicy kiss on my mouth. I was in heaven – before today I had never even kissed a girl before and now was passionately making out with two goddesses!

"You're a great kisser," Sandi said, as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her bra up to offer me her breasts. The breasts and nipples were slightly larger than Cindi's but both girls were perfect. I sucked her nipples for awhile and then she said, "I'll bet you kiss other places well too."

Standing up, she reached under her skirt and slipped off her panties. Then she lifted the front of her skirt, offering me her pussy. This was way beyond my experience, so I had to rely entirely on what I had read in porn stories.

I pressed my mouth to her pussy and extended my tongue. "Up a little bit – yes, that's it," she guided me to her clitty and I began licking it.

She put her hands on my head and held me close to her, running her fingers through my hair. She got wetter as I licked and began to moan.

"Are you ready to get bolder?" she asked.

I was just going with whatever she wanted, so I agreed.

She knelt on the couch, leaning over the back, with her legs spread and feet pointing toward me. She lifted her skirt and reached back, spreading her cheeks. I thought a girl’s ass looked great, but this was a new sight to me. Did she want me to fuck her ass?

"Well, go ahead and kiss me!," she said.

When it dawned on me what she wanted I had some serious doubts. Kissing an asshole didn't sound like fun to me, but so far everything had been great. I just hoped I could avoid throwing up.

I got closer and pressed my lips to her hole. "That's it," Sandi urged, "Now slip your tongue in."

It sounded revolting but I did it, and she moaned. I licked her and worked my tongue in and out of her, amazed at how wonderfully clean she was – I wouldn't have thought it possible.

While I licked her I reached around and slipped two fingers into her pussy and got them nicely wet. Then I found her clitty and started to rub it with my wet fingers. All the while I was licking her ass and she moaned louder and louder. Finally she climaxed and pulled away, turning over and sitting down.

She leaned over and kissed me deeply, and said, "You did that really well – you really seemed to like it."

"It was my first time," I said, "I was hesitant at first but once I saw how you responded I just wanted to do more."

"You're a really special guy," Sandi said, "A lot of guys won't rim a girl."

"Rim?" I asked.

"Yes, that's what it's called," she explained, "I love it but you'll drive Cindi wild if you rim her!"

I was now intent on getting to know Cindi's ass really well.

Cindi announced that dinner was almost ready, so we both got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

We had a really nice dinner, and finished off the bottle of wine. We were all pretty uninhibited, but the wine would certainly eliminate any remaining hesitation.

We all cooperated in clearing the table and I put my hand on Cindi's ass and gently rubbed it.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked.

"I was thinking about a really nice desert!" I replied.

I took her by the hand and led her to the couch, where I positioned her kneeling as Sandi had done. Then I knelt on the floor behind her and raised her skirt. I pulled down her panties just enough to expose her hole. I spread her cheeks and kissed her, then extended my tongue into her. She responded by pushing back, as if to drive my tongue in deeper. I licked her eagerly, and then slipped her panties down. With my tongue still in her, I reached around to finger her pussy – only to grab hold of a cock!

Startled, I pulled quickly back and saw balls hanging down below the ass I had been kissing. I said, "What the hell?"

"It's okay," assured Sandi, "Don’t get upset."

"You tricked me!" I protested, "I would never have done any of this if I knew it was with a guy! I'm no damn faggot!"

"Please give us a chance to explain," begged Sandi.

"I better be going," I said, and hurried out. My mind was racing as I hurried home. No longer aroused, sex was the last thing on my mind.

I had a lot on my mind, but fortunately the wine made it easier to fall asleep.

The next morning I awoke thinking about the girls. I felt angry about their trickery, but also ashamed about my reaction. Cindi had a cock but she still was a girl, and I WAS very much attracted to both of them.

After breakfast I called Sandi to apologize. I told her I was ashamed of how I acted but found it all very confusing, but wanted to do what I could to make it right with them. I asked to talk with Cindi, but was told that she wasn't taking any calls. That meant no calls from ME.

Sandi said if I wanted I could come over after 4pm, because their mother would be gone to work. I told her I would be there and was ready to make amends.

All day long the girls were all I could think of. I knew I felt a cock on Cindi, but still she was a girl. I had heard of sissy guys who dressed up like girls, but Cindi was different. She wasn't a guy dressing as a girl – she was a girl – but a girl with a cock?

When I got to the girl's house Sandi greeted me and said that Cindi was still getting ready. "I know I behaved badly," I said, "And I may need to make things right with you, but it is mainly Cindi that I've hurt."

"Yes," agreed Sandi, "Cindi was really hurt – we thought you weren't like other boys."

"I don't really understand this whole situation,” I replied, “And I was so surprised and stunned."

"Let me try to explain it to you," Sandi said.

"Cindi is a girl, but she was born into a boy's body," Sandi began, "Have you heard of that?"

"I think so," I responded, "So she is transgendered?"

"Yes," agreed Sandi, "But she hasn't had surgery, though she's been taking hormones for several years and living as a girl full time."

I was really feeling ashamed now. Cindi was wonderfully feminine and I rejected her when she really needed someone to accept her.

Sandi excused herself and said she would see if she could hurry Cindi along. I told her I wanted to talk with Cindi alone.

In a few minutes Sandi called out to me to come upstairs to Cindi's bedroom. I entered and there was Cindi, who had obviously been crying.

"I'll leave you two to talk things over," said Sandi, closing the door as she left.

Cindi was sitting on the bed and I went over and knelt on the floor by her.

"Guys can be such jerks," I said, "And I sure was yesterday. I was really shocked and took things the wrong way. Now I realize that you really are a girl – just a little different than others. I still want to be with you, and hope you will forgive my stupidity."

"It's not entirely your fault," she said, "We knew we would have to tell you, be thought we would have more time to break it to you gently, but things moved really fast last night."

"Cindi," I said, "I can't undo what happened, but I want to make it right," I said, "I know you are really a girl, even though you weren't born that way, and I promise to always treat you entirely like a girl. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me and grant me a do-over?"

Cindi smiled and said, "I don't usually give do-over's, but you are a very special boy, so I will this time."

I really wanted to get past all this talking and on with the making up part, so I said, "May I kiss you?"

"Of course," she said, "What kind of do-over would this be without kissing?"

I stood up and took her hands, pulling her to her feet. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. We kissed and our mouths opened, and we both felt the passion build.

I fondled her breasts and squeezed her soft round buns as we kissed. So far everything had been completely femme, but now I needed to go further to prove my sincerity.

"May I continue where I left off last night?" I asked.

"Please do," she replied, "But maybe you could just ignore what's between my legs."

"Cindi dear," I replied, "What is between your legs is YOU, and I'm not going to ignore any part of you, especially if it can give you pleasure. If I'm going to be your boyfriend it is my duty to pleasure you in any way that works."

Now I had to just follow through on my words. I knew I'd be doing what I had never done before, and something many would call me a faggot for doing, but I knew in my heart that Cindi was worth it.

I had Cindi kneel on the bed on all fours, feet off the edge of the bed. I knelt on the floor between her feet and gently raised her skirt up, placing it on her back. Now here beautiful buns faced me in sexy lavender panties. Last night her panties were pulled down just enough for me to rim her, but now I pulled them down enough to expose her balls.

Her ass sure looked feminine, but those balls told a different story. I paused, but knew I had to get on with it, so I began kissing her buns and gently licking, moving to the crack and then down to the balls. I took her balls in my hand and kissed them, and then licked them before moving on to her hole. Holding her by the hips, I drove my tongue into her as far as I could, once again impressed with how wonderfully clean she was.

She pushed back on me and I knew I was doing well for her. Now for the next step – I reached around and took hold of her cock – or maybe I should call it her clitty. I took hold of it firmly and began to stroke. She moaned louder and continued to push back against my face. I continued for a few minutes but stopped so she wouldn't cum this way – I had other plans.

"Okay, sit on the edge of the bed," I said, and Cindi turned over and did so.

I lifted her skirt and gazed upon her erect clitty, and leaned toward her.

"You don't have to do that," she cautioned me.

"Oh yes I do!" I insisted, and took her into my mouth.

I felt a little odd about this, although she felt really good in my mouth. Under other circumstances I knew that this would be a blowjob and I would be a faggot, but this was different. I kept telling myself that I was simply going down on my girlfriend – something that any guy who cared would naturally do.

Cindy held my head as I sucked her, running her fingers through my hair. There was a little noise outside the bedroom door and Cindi said, "I hear you out there Sandi, might as well come in."

I could have stopped and used the interruption as an excuse, but I remained coupled to Cindi as Sandi came in and took a seat.

"Sorry," she said, "I just had to know how it was going."

Doing this for Cindi was one thing, but now doing it for an audience was something I hadn't planned on, but – what the hell – they probably don't have any secrets anyway.

I sucked slowly, wanting Cindi to enjoy as long as possible, but also because I really didn't know how to do this sort of thing. My tongue moved around and explored every curve of her clitty, and hoped that I would grow to know it well.

I heard Sandi moving about and soon she was kneeling beside me and put her hand on my crotch. I was fully aroused, and found that sucking Cindi was something I really liked. Sandi began to rub my cock, and I responded by sucking more eagerly, and soon Cindi said, "I'm cumming – better get off."

I remained there while she pumped her load into my mouth. It was pretty strong tasting and for a moment I wished that didn't let her cum in my mouth, but I quickly realized that it was the right thing to do.

Once she finished she said, "You can spit it out in the bathroom."

I swallowed, as I knew I should, and said, "There is no way I'm going to spit out your nectar!"

Both Cindi and Sandi giggled and Sandi said, "Well, you seem to be full of surprises too!"

Cindi pulled me toward her and kissed me deeply, no doubt tasting the load she just gave me. Then Sandi took her turn and said, "I think you've been a good boy – what do you think Cindi?"

"He's been a very good boy indeed," responded Cindi, "And he deserves a reward."

The two girls got me to my feet and proceeded to undress me. Soon I was naked before these two beautiful girls – another first in my life. My cock was harder than it had ever been before, and the girls were taking turns fondling me. The lay me on the bed and soon Sandi was sucking me while Cindi kissed me.

Sandi stopped and said, "This is really something you should do," and she switched places with Cindi.

Cindi sucked for a few minutes while Sandi kissed me, but I could hold back no more and came in her mouth. It was the best climax I had ever had, leaving me weak and dazed.

"Let me have some," said Sandi, and they kissed, transferring some of my cum.

The girls both undressed and climbed into bed with me – one on either side. We drifted off to sleep and napped for about an hour , waking as I felt them stirring.

"Thank you for a wonderful time," I said to both of them.

"It was great for us too," Sandi said.

Cindi took me by the hands and looked me right in the eyes and asked, "When you talked about being my boyfriend, did you really mean it, or was that your little head talking?"

"I really meant it, but maybe it's too soon for that – we can wait if you like."

"No, this isn't too soon," she said, "As long as you are sure."

"The only thing is," I said, "I really do like Sandi also."

"No problem," said Cindi, "We are practically inseparable, and are willing to share you." Sandi nodded in agreement.

"But publicly you and Cindi are a couple, and I will just be tagging along,” said Sandi, "Behind closed doors, it's the three of us!"

I was one lucky guy indeed – glad I had the courage to do what most guys wouldn't.

It's been two years now and we are all getting ready to graduate from high school. Nobody else knows that Cindi isn't a natural girl, and I want to marry her if we can work out the details.

I have really come to love sucking her, but keep wondering what it would be like to give a blowjob to a guy. Lately I've been looking at some gay porn and wondered if I should give it a try.

  To be continued . . .

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