Date: Sun, 22 Mar 2009 15:37:01 -0700 (PDT) From: jimi jones Subject: Transgender/Teen/jimi's secret diary/Jimi's Rite of Spring - after the Spring Dance - Part 9 Part 9 continued I had asked regina-reggie to please tell me why? why she wanted to be a boy... why she dreams about girls. and how this all started.... we had moved back to the bathroom to cut the cucumber, where we could easily dispose of the peels. I took the paring knife and began whittling and fashioning a cock head on the larger of the two ends. that would be reggie's end; the one she wanted. mine was to be to be the more tapered end. the large end of the cucumber had to be eight inches in circumference. it looked awfully huge and fat, while the smaller end seemed to be about 5 inches in circumference. it still looked pretty large to me. about three inches from the end i began to remove the outer green skin in long strips. i cut the flesh around the head to loosely resemble a male penis head in shape. it was slow work reggie beagan. how did it start, you asked me. well, remember i told you i had a couple of little brothers? well, i also have older brothers. in fact, of six children, i am the only girl, with a ten year gap between me and the smaller kids,the twins. growing up with so many brothers, it was only natural that i would be included in their games, just so long as i could keep up with them. i could run as fast as ronny and was good at wrestling, too. i wore their hand me down dungarees to play in and their old tee shirts too. i was never one to wear dresses much, except for church and school. i didnt play with dolls much, the boys would pull their heads off anyway. once i ate bug on a dare, so they pretty much accepted me. i remember my dad built a tree house in the backyard. you had to shimmy up the tree and climb in through a trap door in the floor. you left it by climbing back down or sliding down a rope. i watched my brothers climbing in and figured i could do that easily. i was about seven years old when the treehouse was built. my three brothers were ten, nine, and eight. Billy was the oldest, the leader of our gang. he set the tone for everybody else. what he said was law. jeff was the second oldest, then ronny, then me. the twins werent yet born. well i started climbing up and then i fell, kind of hard, about a third of the way up. my arms couldnt go all the way around the tree. billy, jeff and ronnie thought that was the funniest thing ever. they laughed and laughed, which only made me more determined. i kept at it until i finally poked my head through the trap door. i was in! lets see your membership said billy. the other boys elbowed each other. they were all smirking. membership? whats that? its what you need to get in our club. you cant get in without it. oh yeah, wheres yours, billy? its right here, he said and then he unipped and pulled out his dick. jeff and ronny did the same. i was looking at three little bald dicks. i dont have one. mommy cut it off and threw it in the trash, i lamely said. lets see the scar then, said billy. i unzipped my old dungarees and let them fall to my ankles. i lifted up my tee shirt and pulled my underpants down to my knees. the boys were fascinated, looking very closely at the bare little gash between my legs, the first one they ever saw. jeff gently poked it with a short stubby stick, like i had seen him do to a dead cat once. billy said, okay. if you want to be a member you have to wear that stick in there under your clothes. its too big. it has jaggy edges. it will hurt. i know!, said billy. he whispered in jeffs ear and then jeff climbed down and ran into the house. when he came back into the treehouse he handed me an uncooked breakfast sausage; one of those small ones. put that in there and you can stay, ordered billy. i put the sausage between my legs and pushed the edge inside me as they all watched. a few seconds later i had a three inch dick, with two inches of it sticking out of me. it didnt feel too bad. okay, 'brother' youre in! said billy and everybody clapped. welcome to the dick club, said billy. wow, i said, interrupting reggies story. thats amazing. then you were in the club officially? yeah, replied reggie. they never made me do that again, but between you and me, after the initiation i started doing that a lot, at night in my room. sausages, hot dogs, carrots...and later on, cucumbers. speaking of which, how you making out? i showed her my handiwork. all the green skin between the two ends had been trimmed off. a fat green cockhead was on each end of the twelve inch curving cucumber. i dropped the small cuttings into the toilet bowl and flushed them away. reggie said, carve away some of the top side of the cucumber, on the edges. leave a ridge right down the middle. i think i knew what she was getting at. she wanted something that might rub her clitoris. i carved to the left and right of the center, leaving a long linear bump running the length of the top. how that, i asked. it looks okay, zhee-mee, now finish the other head and they well see how it fits me. so, what happened, with your brothers, after you joined their club, reggie? oh, we did everything together for quite a while. riding bikes, wrestling, hiking, camping out in the back yard, playing army, you name it. they taught me how to spit like a guy, and how to pee standing up once, on one of our day-long hikes when i was ten. then, when i was twelve, four years ago, billy started dating and things kind of changed. then jeff met a girl, and even ronny had a crush on a girl. the club was almost disbanded. so, that explains the tomboy part, but what about the liking girls part? welllllll, she said, billy brought this girl over to our house one night last year. i was babysitting. dad was in new york at a week-long business event, and mom went up on the train friday afternoon to join him. we had the house to ourselves for the weekend. this girl billy brought home was kind of a real skank, not at all like his earlier girlfriends. she wore tight tight stretch pants, and a loose, scooped neck blouse, whenever she leaned forward -- and she did that all the time -- you could look down the top and see the curves of her large full breasts. she cursed a lot and she seemed very experienced and all. once the twins were bathed and tucked in bed she and billy and i sat in the living room watching tv. two of his buddies stopped by later on and we played scrabble, and then twister. when we did twister, i was on the red dots and she was on the blue dots and my face was pretty close to her ass crack. the perfume she wore smelled good to me. after that she suggested we all play 'truth or dare', you know, somebody asks you a personal question and you either have to give a truthful answer or take a dare if you refuse to answer. she asked everybody the most embarrassing things when it was her turn... have you ever done 'it' or gone all the way.... when was the last time you played with yourself.... what was the most dirty thing you ever did.... the guys ate it up. when anybody asked her anything, she came right out with an answer. yes, several times.... this morning in the shower.... had a guys finger in my asshole, etc.... the party broke up late and it was just us three again. while billy was using the bathroom she asked me one final question, and it was this: did you ever make out with another girl? i didnt know how to answer that one. I had spied on billy making out with girls in our house many times, from the top of our stairs looking through the banisters. when he had a girls bra undone, or her blouse open i was fascinated with the sight of their bare tits. i dont have any, as you know. i liked watching him rub them and play with them. id sneak back to my room and then masturbate, remembering how the girls nipples looked. id suck my thumb as i rubbed myself, imagining his latest girlfriend doing that to me while i suckled at her breast. but i couldnt tell her that! i was beet red, jimi! i couldnt answer her at all. she said... aha! you dont have to say anything! i knew it! then she said, you didnt answer me, so here is your dare....kiss me, right now. without saying anything i started leaning in to her red lips, and she started leaning in to me. her hands were on my shoulders and my hand actually touched her breasts. then billy came down the stairs again and that was that. i said goodnight and went up to bed. then, of course, i snuck to my spy post and watched them make out. this girl didnt play around. as soon as billy turned off the main lights, she took her own top off and then her pants. she sat on the couch in red bra and panties. she undid billys belt and unzipped him. she removed his cock from his pants and started sucking it right away. billy undid her bra and she put his dick between her tits and held them. he started pumping her tits and she began to lick and suck the end of his big hard prick with her legs spread open. billys hand went into her panties and he started rubbing her pussy. i could smell it! i wanted those tits around MY cock. i began masturbating from my vantage point. then she looked up and saw me hiding! she rubbed her own cunt and licked her fingers while looking at me. she winked. well, that was it. i went back to my bedroom and madly stroked myself to orgasm, thinking about those red panties and her red lips. i fell asleep laying on my tummy, legs open, my panties off and my fingers inside me. in the middle of the night i heard the toilet flush. then she crept into my room and got into bed with me. she was nude. i felt her lips on my backside, then a tongue on my pussy, licking lightly. i started moving. she came up to my face and turned me over onto my back. she leaned over and kissed me on my mouth, i returned the kiss. she offered me her breast and i took it in my mouth. i suckled on her and she kissed my forehead, running her fingers through my hair. she straddled me and turned around. her ass was in my face. lick my cunt, regina, she said. i did, jimi. i licked her pussy and her asshole and she did the same to me. she rode my face until she came. my face was completely wet and sticky, i licked her pussy and drank all of her juices. i was hooked, jimi. i liked girls. and thats why i like you so much, love. continued Please feel free to offer a critique: jimiboygirl@yahoo.com email me with comments, critiques, lewd suggestions or offers of marriage! jimiboygirl@yahoo.com