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Fetishes - Embrace them
Of all the fetishes men can have, probably the 2 biggest & most intense are crossdressing and feet. If you have either or both, you have them forever. Feet are frustrating because you need a partner who is cool with it. Crossdressing is mostly a private thing, unless you decide to become "out" with it. With a **, you learn to live with not being able to do it at will. Crossdressing may become any everyday occurence.
I'm a 29 y/o male who has both fetishes. The crossdressing started when I was 8 (older sister's clothes). She discovered it when I was 15, but kept my secret. Mom found out when I was 22. Sis was super in convincing mom it was OK and I wasn't perverted, but I never dressed in front of mom. I went out on my own when I was 24, and with my sister's help, learned about makeup and grooming so I could go out in public as Darlene. At 5'7" and slim, I totally get over.
I also confessed to sis as a teenager that I had a **. I totally wanted to do her feet, but I realized it would be freaky to come out with it. So we limited it to me giving her foot rubs. One of her friends did agree to let me kiss, lick and ** her feet, which I gratefully did while dressed like a girl.
The crossdressing has helped me find 3 foot partners in the last 3 years. 2 have introduced me to lite **. I also attract men (** chasers). What's weird (ok maybe it isn't) is many of them want to worship MY feet! I resist their advances as I am str8- mostly. I have hooked with other, very feminine trannies, who encouraged me to worship their feminine looking feet. Once I got past the fact that it isn't female feet, I was good. One good friend, a very fem ** and I hook up a lot. She has beautiful feet which I worship to the max. We've gone to "2nd base" many times, so it's only a matter of time b4 we become intimate.
I guess the point is these 2 fetishes have led me to open up my sexuality. To have a crossdressing BFF who lets me do her feet is the fair trade off for having ** with her. I mean, we both get totally aroused when we make out or do each other's feet, and I beat off thinking about her all the time. And since I don't have a GF, this might be very do-able.
I've come to the conclusion that somehow we're born with this. Think back to when you became an adolescent. What was the first thing you can remember that gave you wood? For me, it was reading my sister's 1955 Girl Scout Handbook. This led to crossdressing, and a desire to become an Intermediate Girl Scout.
Thanks to my high school's girls gym teacher, a fetish for majorette and color guard uniforms developed. Watching a nunsploitation film led to a desire to serve penance in a convent, crossdressed and subject to whippings and other penances, including being dressed as a bride, bound and gagged in the convent's bridal chamber, and deflowering by the priest who heard my confessions and sent me to the convent. Being dressed in a traditional habit followed. Like I say, one thing leads to another and I still have no clue why.
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