I’m straight acting until dressed and then I change into the slut-girl role that I have wanted to play for so long. I have had a handful of m/m experiences, but always yearned for more. While girls are absolutely beautiful and sexy, they are also a whole lot of work! They are so used to being girls & therefore don’t really appreciate being the object of desire. And as a guy, who knows better what guys want but another guy? Actually I consider myself a Guyrl, which is an otherwise normal str8 acting guy who sometimes likes to play the role of a girl. The best of both worlds is of course she-males offering both tits and a cock, but that is a whole other level. To each their own, but for me when you start taking hormones & adding or removing body parts, then I believe you are taking things too far. I just want to occasionally play the slut role for a night and otherwise lead my normal straight life. How it started for me… When I was young, my friend & I started to play the “I dare you” game which quickly evolved from looking at each others privates, to touching, to licking, to sucking. We would take turns sitting in a swivel chair in the middle of the room while the other sucked our cock for one minute intervals. Surprisingly I enjoyed sucking his cock just as much & if not even more than having mine sucked! And I could tell he didn’t because he was just doing it so I would do it back, plus I would go well over the minute time and not even care, but he would stop right on the mark. Because I really enjoyed it and I would suck him longer, he would soon say “Oh my god that feels so good, please don’t stop!” So I would gladly keep sucking until his throbbing cock shot loads of hot cum down my throat. After swallowing his cum I would go off into the bathroom and it would only take me a few stokes to cum so hard myself. Although we both felt awkward afterward, I would tell him not to feel weird because we were both doing it. The next level for me was to dabble in girls clothes. One day when no one else was home except me and my “play friend”, I told him to wait here until I called him. Then I went in the other room & stripped down naked putting on nothing but high heels and a fur coat. I felt so naughty, nervous, kinky & slutty standing there with my rock hard cock rubbing up against the full length fur coat. Then I dimmed the lights and said “If you’re horny, then come on in”. Without hesitation he came in and I walked up dropped to my knees & undid his jeans. I began sliding his thick manly cock in and out of my mouth but instead of sucking him quietly like I used to, I was moaning each time I slid my mouth toward the base of his cock. I know he felt the added passion from me and in no time at all he was holding the back of my head while thrusting & moaning with each load of cum that shot down my throat. Since then I have fully dressed in secret and have often fantasized about being a total cock slut for a night. Though we grew apart shortly after that, I continued to fantasize about more encounters. Here is one of my favorite fantasies: I went back to visit him one day to see if we were still friends, only this time I was wearing thigh highs, garters & a corset under my clothes. I tell him I will never tell anyone about our “fun” and that we can just go our own ways and that’s cool. He says he feels too guilty after he does it, but no matter how hard he tries he just can’t stop because it feels so good. I tell him I understand as I notice his cock growing in his pants. I look down at his bulge & say “do you want me to take care of that for you, one last time?” He closes his eyes and says “Please yes, just this last time!” I take care of him and like before go into the bathroom to finish myself off, only this time I strip down to my girly clothes and finish myself off. It’s so kinky being dressed so slutty in my friends house after just sucking his cock dry. After finishing I get dressed and he is no where to be found, so I just let myself out. The next day I get a call from his father asking if I would like to work for him in his warehouse this coming summer. I say sure and he says he will pick me up after school for the job interview. He picked me up the next day in his van and it smelled a bit funny in there. “What’s that smell” I asked & he said some paint remover had spilled in his toolbox. Then he shocks me by saying “I know what you were doing with Ken”, I just stared straight ahead and did not know what to do. I have cameras throughout the house and I saw everything.