Date: Fri, 7 May 2004 13:35:23 EDT
From: TexLee29@aol.com
Subject: My Crazy Life

   A true and original story from my crazy life;

My friend Billy did not have any interest in sports or other
things  that boys do but we got along just fine. I would  go
off  to play little league or catch with the other guys  but
Billy  and  I  would watch TV, go to movies,  or  just  goof
around  doing other things. Looking back Billy was a  little
effeminate  and the other guys thought he was  nerdy  but  I
guess  since he didn't have many friends I maybe felt  sorry
for him. A few times when we had a sleep over he would crawl
into  my bed with a flashlight and would ask if I wanted  to
show him my pee-pee and he would show me his. I assumed this
was  just  part of growing up and didn't really  think  much
about it.

  On  day however, when we were about 15 I went over Billy's
house to see if he wanted to do something.  I was greeted by
him mom at the back door. She said Billy was upstairs in his
room  and  to go ahead and go up there and surprise  him.  I
thought  this  was  a  funny choice of  words,  but  quickly
dismissed  it  from  my head as I went up  the  stairs.  His
bedroom door was closed and without knocking I barged  right
in.  Standing at the mirror above his dresser was  Billy.all
dressed  up like a girl!  He was wearing mascara eye make-up
and  lipstick with a blue and pink sundress and he  had  his
hair  styled  in  a girlish way. I was shocked  to  say  the
least. I didn't know what to say and was embarrassed,  so  I
turned to leave.

"Please  don't  go Jimmy" he said. "Come on back  and  let's
talk."
I, ah, don't know what to say Billy, I had no idea"
"Well, I am glad you caught me Jimmy because I don't want to
hide it any longer" he said.
"Well  I must say you do make a better looking girl  than  a
boy"
"Wow thank you" Billy said and he hugged me.
"This  is  just  too strange for me Billy. I don't  think  I
really like it"
"It was strange for me too at first but I really do feel  so
much  more  comfortable  as  a girl  and  I  hope  you  will
understand.  In  time I am hoping you will  accept  me  this
way." He said.
"I guess I can try" I said reluctantly.
"Great" Billy said then he leaned into me and kissed  me  on
the lips.
"Whoa,  wait  a  minute here, I didn't  say  anything  about
kissing me" I said as I pushed him away.
"Well  you  are  my best friend, and you're a  boy,  so.that
makes you my boyfriend"
"Look  Billy, I really need to think about this whole thing.
I'll talk to you later"
"OK, call me tonight, OK?" he said.
"OK, maybe" I replied then I left.

As  I  was  walking  out Billy's mom must have  noticed  the
strange look on my face and she asked if everything was  OK.
I  said  yes it was, and as I walked out the door  she  said
Billy  is  really much better this way. Wow,  she  knew  all
about this and evidently was fine with it.

I  was  in  shock  all afternoon and just  sat  in  my  room
thinking  about  Billy, my best friend, as  a  girl.  I  was
really  confused but now I was remembering subtle clues  and
mannerisms and things Billy said since puberty that all of a
sudden  made  a  lot  of sense to me. I also  had  a  sexual
thought or two pop into my head, after all, I was a 15  year
old boy, but I did my best to not go there.

That  night  I called Billy and I told him I was willing  to
give it a try as long as he didn't try to kiss me again.  He
said  he  would  try not to do that again  too  but  sounded
disappointed. He said that he would finish the  school  year
as  a boy since we only had a few weeks to go, then reenroll
in  the fall as the girl "Billie" He said that he was seeing
a  doctor  that started him on hormones, and  was  seeing  a
psychologist.   Guess  this thing  was  serious  and  not  a
passing phase as I had hoped.

Over the last few weeks of school I avoided him as much as I
could. I wasn't sure how to act around him and I think I was
a  little embarrassed by the whole thing. Billy called often
but  I  always had an excuse as to why I couldn't come over,
but  we  did have some good talks on the phone. When we  got
out  of school for the summer Billy, or I guess I should say
Billie, went to stay with her aunt in California for most of
the  summer as she always had. She.I suppose I began calling
her she over the summer. called a couple of times a week and
it  was  obvious that she was well on her way to becoming  a
full fledged girl and I was accepting her that way.

Near  the end of August she returned back to Texas  and  she
called  me and asked me to come over to her house. She  said
she was real happy to be back home and excited to see me.  I
rode my bike over to her place and I was a bit nervous but I
admit I was excited to see her too. Coincidently was my 16th
birthday and she said she had a present for me.

I rang the bell and the door opened just an inch or two.
"Are you ready for a surprise? She said
"I think so"

And the door opened the rest of the way..

I  don't think I will ever forget the first time I saw  her.
There was no doubt this was a girl I was looking at. Billies
body  changed dramatically and she had curves she never  had
before, and titties too. She was wearing a denim mini  shirt
and  a  white tank top. Her hair was longer and  blonde  and
really  looked  cute.  She  had  make-up  on,  mascara   and
lipstick.  Maybe a little too much make-up but she  was  far
cuter that most of the girls at school.  She hugged me and I
noticed  she smelled real great too. I remember just  saying
wow a lot because I couldn't get over how great she looked.

We  grabbed a couple of cokes and went out to the  patio  to
talk. Billie told me all about her summer in California. Her
Aunt  helped her a lot in her "transition", teaching her  to
act  and  talk like a girl, and she told me about the  whole
new closet full of clothes she had.

  I saw Billie in a whole different way now. Being a 16 year
old my mind wandered to those thoughts that boys my age have
about every 45 seconds. Billie noticed how I was looking  at
her titties a lot.
"Don't they look nice? She said.
"Uh, what looks nice"
"My boobs you silly boy"
"Um well I guess so" I stammered.
"The feel even better than they look"
"Oh"
"So?" She said
"So what?" I replied
"So why don't you feel them" she said
"Billie I.."
With  that  Billie got up and kneeled in  front  of  me  and
looked me right in the eye.
"I really want you to touch them Randy" she said.
"Please" she said.
"But you Mom."
"My Mom is at work and she wont be home for hours..After you
feel  up  my boobies I will give you your birthday  present"
she said.

I  dint know if I should get up and run or feel her boobies,
but  I guess I had a hormone rush so I put one hand over her
tit.
"Feel under my shirt, Jimmy"
I slipped my hand under the tank top and she was right, they
did feel nice.

Billie closed her eyes and softly moaned.
"I lay in bed at night thinking of this all summer Jimmy"
Billie leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips  and  I
kissed her back.

My  dick was now hard and it was creating quite a tent in my
shorts.
When  Billie pulled back from kissing me she rubbed  it  and
asked if I wanted my 16th birthday present now.
"Um, I think so Billie" I said.
"Here,  lift up a bit" said Billie as she pulled  my  shorts
down.
Billie stroked me a few times then put my dick in her mouth.
I had never had a blow job before, heck I never even had sex
before except the kind we have alone in the bathroom.
It  only took about a minute.OK probably only 30 seconds and
that  feeling started at my toes and spread through my body.
Billie sucked away and I shot.
She  gagged a little at first than swallowed it all down her
throat, than kissed my dick and balls real gently until  our
breathing slowed back down to normal.
"How did you learn to do that?" I asked.
"I  guess  it  just something a girl knows  silly  boy.  And
besides  Aunt Margie show me some videos on how a girl  acts
in the bedroom"
"Was I the first?"
"The one and only" she said.

Fortunately we heard her Mom pull in the driveway so we  sat
up  quickly  and  I  pulled up my pants and  Billie  quickly
pulled her top up. Her mom came out back to the patio to say
hi  and  I  am sure we looked guilty of something because  I
sure  felt  guilty.  I  am  pretty sure  her  mom  suspected
something was going on but she didn't say anything about it.

It was dinner time so I said bye and headed home. It's funny
how  after  your  first blow job felt  I  felt  like  I  was
suddenly not a boy anymore but a man. For the first time  in
my life I felt like it was childish to be riding my kid bike
home.

By  the time I got back home I was hard again thinking of my
first  blow job. Before dinner I jacked off because my  hard
on  just  wouldn't go down any other way. That  night  about
9:00 Billie called me and said she cant wait to do it again.
We  both  snuck  out of the house and met half  way.  Billie
sucked  me  off behind the bushes in front of the  Spencer's
house.

Over  the next few weeks before school started Billie  would
suck  me  at least once a day and sometimes more. I was  now
lasting  several  minutes longer and she wasn't  gagging  at
that first squirt anymore.

One  memorable  day I went over her place about  10  in  the
morning while her mom was at work. Billy greeted me in  some
things  she  had "borrowed" from her mom's closet.  She  was
wearing a sheer black nightie, black stockings and very high
heels.  She had her hair pinned up in a grown up  style  and
she  was  wearing real heavy eye make-up and  red  lipstick.
Billie  looked like she was at least 25 years old, and  very
sexy.  We got drunk on wine coolers and had sex all  day.  I
think  I  came  at least 6 or 7 times. I came in  her  mouth
mostly but one time I was on my back and she made me cum all
over my chest and stomach and she licked it all up.  We even
tried  the  anal thing but she said it hurt too  much.  This
whole  time by the way, Billie never wanted me to touch  her
penis. Since hormones it stayed small and she kept it pretty
much tucked away and she didn't like being reminded of it.

Billies  mom  had decided that she should start  over  at  a
different  school where no one knew her as a  boy.  So  when
school started her mom drove her across town everyday  until
they found a house. The once daily blow jobs became once  or
twice a week during this time. By November they moved and we
were  only able to see each other every few weeks. Even  the
phone calls between us tapered off then stopped altogether.

I  moved  on with my life and had and dated some  girls  but
hadn't  had much success finding any that were as  motivated
to give blow jobs as Billie was.
About two years later I was playing baseball on that side of
town  and one of the guys said there was this chick  in  the
boys' bathroom at the park giving blow jobs to any guy  that
wanted one. Of course I headed over there and saw about 5 or
6 guys hanging out outside the bathroom. I peeked in and saw
three  guys with their pants down and the girl on her knees.
She had one dick in her mouth and one in each hand. I wasn't
at all surprised that it was my old friend Billie.

I smiled and headed back to the ballpark.