Nothing is in vain

I'm a guy, but I love it when, due to hormones, my body starts to resemble a female figure. I've been taking hormones for a long time, but not constantly; I stop when my breasts grow and my butt rounds out. My chest already looks quite girlish, some even joke about it being a first cup size...

I want to tell you about something else. Since my figure was changing, I got the desire to try out the role of a girl. An opportunity came up to go on a business trip to a neighboring city; I wanted to have this experience away from home. I got scared of being with a guy right away for some reason, so I decided to order a service with a girl and a strap-on. They agreed to my request without any issues, arrived in a jeep, and in the car were

two guys and my pioneer. While we were driving, I felt strange around the guys; it kept seeming like they were looking at me not as a man, but I thought, screw it.

They brought me to a private house. She and I went up to the top floor, introduced ourselves without much talk, she took out the strap-on, and I was, of course, a bit taken aback—it was about 20x5. She kind of reassured me, saying her butt had been worked on with a big one, we laughed like girlfriends, I got on all fours, and she inserted it into me with such force... It was very painful... I jumped off the strap-on, asked for gentler treatment, she took pity on me and started inserting it more carefully, realizing it was my first time, probably remembering herself. I got a bit used to it, and she started fucking me properly... We changed positions, I couldn't understand the sensations, it started feeling good in my butt, I couldn't cum, but somehow it happened on its own after about half an hour. So many sensations! My butt hurts, she congratulated me, and I left.

Some time later, after another round of Ovestin, my breasts swelled up, aching pleasantly and giving nice sensations, and I got carried away further... I wanted a dick.

On a website, I met two gay guys, both tops, we arranged for me to come over to their place. One was in the apartment, but the second one showed up after a while. I asked to freshen up in their shower, and they kindly allowed me. By the way, I promised to pay them for my first experience.

I washed up, as it turned out later, not very skillfully—I shaved my butt and groin, that was their condition. I came out naked, wrapped in a towel; they were already sitting naked in the kitchen. I immediately noticed one guy's dick—not small, I'll say, and very beautiful. They offered to smoke and drink; I stood there like a shy girl, really didn't know how to behave. And the handsome one, giving a thumbs-up to the other like "great," suggested we go to the room. It was dimly lit. I followed him in, dropped the towel, walked up to him, sat on the bed in front of him—his dick was hard, straight, and beautiful. I looked up at him, and he immediately pressed his dick against my lips, and I opened my mouth. The dick went in halfway, as it seemed to me; he didn't let me touch it with my hands. He put his hands on my head and started pushing me onto his beauty. I felt something very strange in my mouth—warm, big—I got a bit aroused, but his persistence didn't let me get fully into my own arousal; I had to suck very intensely.

Not even a minute passed before my nose was pressed against his pubic bone, I almost choked. But I endured it; now the dick was going all the way into me, he clearly liked it. After fucking my mouth like that for about five minutes, he let me rest for a couple of seconds while he turned me around on the bed and got on it himself, then thrust his dick into my mouth again. I was sitting half-sideways, like girls sit, my tits were trembling—I even noticed that without getting distracted from such an energetic process—and suddenly I came, with a completely soft dick. It just flowed out of me. He, as it turned out later, didn't notice. I got a bit bored; I wanted to receive pleasure, but here I was being fucked in the mouth for their joy.

Then I felt someone stroking my thigh and squeezing it—I'll say my thighs have also gotten a layer of fat like a girl's. Then the second guy stood in front of me next to the first, and now two dicks were pressing against my lips. Here I rested a bit and even started enjoying it again. I licked and sucked both of them alternately and together. The second dick was not big, and after that beauty, it easily slid all the way into my mouth. The second guy lay on his back, they put me on all fours, and I sucked and swallowed, glad that the guys weren't positioned the other way around. The first guy started working on my hole, lubricated it with something, quickly worked up to three fingers, and thrust his beauty into my butt. I got aroused again and sucked with pleasure.

But as I already wrote, I didn't wash up very well, and with a shout of "color!" the first guy jumped away from my butt. Something flowed down my thighs, and it clearly smelled like... I apologized and went to wash up. As soon as I returned, the first handsome guy was back in my mouth, and he started fucking my mouth down to my throat again. Fluid was flowing out of me, from my stomach; it felt like my whole face was covered in cum. I was gagging so hard from inexperience—in short, not exactly pleasurable. Finally, he pulled his dick out of my mouth, sat on my face; I licked his balls and his butt. He asked where to cum; on my face, it seemed like there was already enough fluid of all kinds—I didn't really want to turn into a complete slut—so I said on my chest. He was very surprised but did as I asked. Warm cum flowed out of him like a fountain; I realized I made the right choice, or I would have definitely thrown up. That's all this scene needed.

The first guy jumped away as soon as the cum stopped spraying onto my tits—jumped away is right, he was very quick. The second guy immediately took his place, fucked my mouth; I sucked with some pleasure, let him fuck me, and he also sat on my face. I licked his balls, his butt, longer than the first guy, and he also came on my tits. Everything was flowing over my nipples and stomach; I smeared it around, wanted to taste it, but I noticed the first guy was already sucking my soft dick.

For some reason, I moved away; I'd had enough for the first time. Thoughts were spinning that for a first time, it should have been with one guy, and not so rough... I got up, said thank you, washed up in the bath, under the shower. I washed the cum off myself with mixed feelings—it was arousing that two guys had cum on me, and a bit disgusting that it smelled unpleasant. Because of the hormones, my own smells have changed; I sweat so much I even want to smell myself, and sometimes I taste and smell my own cum—no particular taste, but it smells nice, not like from these pioneers of mine. Anyway, I came out, got dressed; they looked at me with pleasure, regretted that I was leaving so soon. "So quick"—they fucked me for about 40 minutes! I paid and took a taxi home.

In the taxi, the driver was telling me something about cars, and I had the taste of dicks in my mouth, my throat hurt, and on my chest, the not-fully-washed-off cum was tightening my skin. What kind of a man am I to you, I thought; if you knew what just happened to me. Probably would have added to my sensations. I rode in silence, washed up again, and fell asleep with unclear feelings. I wanted to forget everything.

Now half a year has passed, I'm drawn to Ovestin again, finishing my second pack, my tits are swollen again, my groin and butt are itching—I think I'm ready to keep exploring how it feels to be in the role of a girl.