Date: Sat, 7 Apr 2018 18:34:01 +0000 (UTC) From: Cumm Slutt Subject: Closet6 Trans/TV DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW! Will didn't have much time... he was always working, trying to make a buck for his wife and kids. In his late 30's, he was a laborer with skilled hands doing almost everything - carpentry, plumbing, electrical, electronics.... anything he could do. One thing he could do with his hands he'd discovered long ago was also to bring pleasure to other guys like him....and with his mouth and ass, also! He had been 'indoctrinated' into closet bi service, secretly pleasing other men when he first went to an ABS at 18! It was all like a big secret. He'd walk in like he was a big, macho guy, but deep inside there was another part of him, his gurly part, his tender part, his wanton lusty part of him that he couldn't deny; he loved being a dirty lezzie cocksucking whore slut! Of course he never revealed his secret bi longings to his wife or kids, very few friend or relatives knew, either and they would never tell anybody anyways lest their secret lives would be revealed, too! But the ones that did know.... ouuuu what fun they'd have! AHe learned to wear femboi lacy lingerie under his flannel shirt and cowboy jeans, getting turned on all day long because of it. Like today.... he was at a house doing a job for the owner, installing a sink and garbage disposal..... the owner, Joe, was home alone. He took the day off to get this done while his wife worked at the store..... "Hey Joe, can you hand me that pipe wrench by my left thigh?" Will asked innocently. Will picked up on some preliminary indications from Joe that he 'wanted to help'..... "This one?" Joe asked softly, running his hand up and down Will's right upper thigh. "Ummmm.... noooo... the other one. You can stop that in a thousand years, though..." Will sighed loudly, arching his pelvis up when Joe ran his hand lightly over his bulging hardon. "Mmmmmm... oh yes, here it is...." and Joe handed him the pipe wrench as he slowly unzipped Will's fly. "Ouuuuu... you may be a little surprised what you find inside.... ouuuuu fuckkk..." Will groaned, feeling him fish Will's throbbing hardon out of his lacy, gurly panties. "Ouuuu yesss, honey, I love gurly stuff too.... feel my bra on your naked chest...." and Joe dragged his lacy bra with rock hard nipples inside once Joe undid his flannel shirt and lifted up his gauzy babydoll! Then Joe took one of Will's swollen nipples in his mouth, sucking on him like a baby calf sucked on his mother's teat! Will hurriedly pipe-wrenched the garbage disposal in place, then stood up, letting his jeans slide down, showing off his garter belt and stockings, jutting his ass out as he put in the drain cup in the sink, completing the job and ouuuuhhhing as he felt Joe's hard cock penetrate his quivering ass! "Ouuuuu Joe, what exactly are you doing to me?" Will giggled, rotating his gurly ass while getting fucked by Joe's hard cock. "I'm fuckng you... and jerking you off... with my white pretty glove..." Joe moaned, reaching around Will and sliding his white-gloved hand up and down Will's leaking cock, banging his ass faster and faster. "Ouuu yesss, I can see... would it help if I stuck my horny asspussy out further for you to fuck?" Will groaned, arching his back, bent 90° now, on his tiptoes, legs spread, Joe pumping Will's ass with his thrusting cock while jerking Will off faster and faster, until.... "Ohhhh fuck Will, I'm cumming... ouuuu yesss! So are you!" Joe groaned............. ............................................................................. Not quite the same scenario, but similar circumstances.... "Ed, wanna hand me a 9/16" wrench?" Bill gurgled, under the drag car they were working on. "Would a 15mm work just as well?" Ed groaned, sliding Bill's hard cock in his mouth lustily, pulling his gurly panties aside. He never lost a beat sucking his older brother's cock for him as he grabbed the socket and wrench with one hand and shoved it under the car, while sucking Bill's cock for him. "Ohhhh fuckkkk yesss.... that's the fucking one!" Bill moaned, his panties aside as his younger brother swallowed his cock, himself wearing lacy baby-blue babydolls, his cock leaking in his own panties profusely. "Ohhh fuckkk, I'm gonna cum! This is why they call these 'drag cars', y'know.... ouuuu yesss, drink it right up, honey baby brother!" and slowly pushed the creeper out from under the car, observing him gulp and swallow his hot cum.... "Now, swing around and shove your hard cock in my cocksucking mouth!" Bill giggled, opening his mouth to accept his younger brother's quivering cock! They shared everything equally; no 'dom-sub' unless it is followed by the 'reverse dom-sub', sharing the roles! ............................................................................. Tank was 290 lbs., 6' 2", barrel-chested with a 9" cock. He was rough and tough, getting into fights and brawls almost on a weekly basis. But..... Not everything was what it seemed... Tank, deep down, was a gurly sissy. He was mortified that someone would find out; 'Big Bad Tank Was A Gurly Sissy Boi'. Then, Tank met Rourke at a biker's club meeting. Tank hung around with many bikers, but when you meet someone new, your gaydar goes off, and Tank did with Rourke. It wasn't anything obvious, but just a little tingling when they met and shook hands and looked each other in the eye; it was a twinkle, not a glare. They hung around together, finding similarities in their occupations (both welders), love of motorcycles and smoking meats, and Tank knew how to cure hams and bacons, which Rourke wanted to learn badly! And both were married to unresponsive women. So they hung around together, then Tank bought a couple fresh hog legs to cure and smoke. "Hey, Rourke, wanna watch and help me cure up some fresh hog legs for turning them into hams?" Tank asked him. "Sure! When?" Rourke replied, excited. "Tomorrow, got 'em a couple days ago, they're in the back fridge just waiting to get cured. Wife's gone for the weekend. Is that ok with you?" "Sure, gives the wife an excuse to go to the Indian Reservation overnight and gamble. Let's do it!" Rourke grinned. She'll come back and tell him all about how she fucked two or three couples or guys or girls and jerk him off. "What time?" Rourke asked. "'bout noon, that ok with you?" Tank smiled. It reminded of his other good friend in welding school so long ago.... ............................................................................ Long, long ago, when Tank wasn't known as Tank but as his real name, John, (or Big John to his very close friends who'd seen and sucked his big 9" cock and he'd gorged on their cocks), John met Gary in welding school. Gary's dad, Mark, had a huge scrap iron business and had lots of metal to practice on, making different knives and swords, Damascus metals, etc. They became fast friends. And John was just getting interested in bikes and Gary had mini-scooter bikes they could race around on in his back field. One time, they were out goofing around, riding mini's, when John took a hard fall, knocking him out. Gary rushed over to him, trying to wake him up, almost pleading with him, shaking and nervous that he'd done something to him; it would be his fault. But, after a couple moments, John groggily woke up as Gary was bending down, an inch from his face. "Kiss me, darling..." John moaned dreamily, but his eyes wide open. "MMmmmmm ouuuu yesss...." Gary groaned and their mouths, and writhing tongues, intertwined. "Ohhhh fuck I've wanted to do this since we met!" John groaned, feeling Gary's throbbing cock, yanking down his zipper and pulling it out. "Mmmmmmmm ouuuu yess honey, so have I!" Gary returned, discovering John's filmy panties, kissing down his belly and pulling out John's massive 9" cock and started sucking the ballooning head. Gary's cock was only an inch shorter, 8" throbbingly hard. John slowly sucked on him too, locked in a 69, groaning loudly. They both had fingers in each others' assholes, wriggling and squirming like crazy! Suddenly the sky went dark.... well, not the sky, but a big shadow crossed over them... "Yummm so glad you have a friend!" Mark boomed, standing over them, pulling on his big cock. "C'mon, suck me...." John was shocked they'd been caught, but Gary thought nothing of it.... he easily got up on his knees and took his dad's big cock in his mouth! "Ohhhh fuck yeah.... John, fuck my son's ass... he loves getting fucked!" Mark moaned. "Is it ok?" John asked Gary, who eagerly nodded and stuck his ass out, reaching back, lubing his asshole with spit while John pushed his cock up his asshole, then reaching around and giving Gary a hand job. Gary loved it! "Ohhh fuck this is so fucking kinky! It's driving me wild! Lemme play with your nuts while your son sucks your hard fucking cock and oh fuck I'm cumming in his hot ass!" John groaned, just as Gary began gulping his dad's huge load down his throat and Gary shot load after load in John's jerking hand! Mark moaned, taking his dripping cock from his son's mouth, "We love to get kinky, dirty, nasty... don't we!" he exclaimed...... They would meet at noon at least once a week! ........................................................................... Tank had a feeling about Rourke, the glistening in his eyes was too much to ignore! So he put on a bra, garter belt, stockings and lacy panties under his jeans and shirt and sheepskin vest (to hide the bra). Right at noon the doorbell rang, it was Rourke! He was in skimpy spandex - a bicycle rider's gear! Tank closed the door, remarking on his outfit. "Pretty... nice!" Tank complimented. "Hope you don't mind, you're only a couple miles from me, thought I'd get my exercise while I was at it...." "Ouuuuu noooo, not at all...." Tank looked at him lustily! Just one more reason thinking he wanted to play! "Here's the back fridge... the legs.... grab one, we'll process them in the kitchen....." Tank grinned and bent down to get one. Rourke didn't move fast enough and Tank pressed his ass right into Rourke's groin. "Ummmmm ... yeah...." Rourke groaned, his cock hard in his skimpy spandex! "Oh! Uhhh... sorry..." Tank groaned, getting out of the way as Rourke bent over and grabbed the other one while Tank just stood there, allowing Rourke to grind his ass into Tank's cock! "MMmmm... ouuuu... not a problem.... not a problem at all!" Rourke moaned. It was pretty clear and obvious what both their intentions were by then! They went into the kitchen, Tank explaining the process, showing Rourke the injection needle, what had to be done, making up the brine, mixing it, injecting it and then Rourke injecting it while Tank stood right behind him, guiding him while humping blatantly on Rourke's ass, then Tank showing him more while Rourke humped him, their hands openly exploring each other's groins, playfully pulling and touching and tugging on each others' cocks and balls, until everything was done and cleaned up. "Wanna go play?" Tank moaned, taking off his outer clothes, showing off his gurly clothes.... "Ouuu fuckkk yesss...!" Rourke moaned, shedding his pants, showing his panties and thigh-highs.... "Mmmmm honey... you feel like I do, don't you? Kiss me baby!" Tank moaned, all barriers removed now, both of them displaying their gurlyboi intentions and bi love! They passionately made out, tonguing each other's mouths, fingers caressing each others' cocks and balls, then Tank sinking to his knees and wrapping his lips around Rourke's hard 8" cock, slowly, passionately and lovingly sucking it, making Rourke groan and moan in extreme pleasure! "Ohhhh fuckk yesss, honey! I've had lots of guys blow me, but only real gurlyboi's do it with hot, lusty love and pleasure, like you're doing it to me right fucking now.... ouuuuuu yesssss darling!" Tank rose to his feet, pulling Rourke by his cock to the bedroom, "C'mere, lemme show you just how much I lust for you!" and laid him down on the bed, resuming his cocksucking after putting on slut-red lipstick.... "Ouuuuuuuuu........." Rourke sighed in ragged pleasure...... ..............................................................................