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“Closer, let me whisper in your ear...”  

CuriousPSguy 57M
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6/16/2019 8:43 pm
“Closer, let me whisper in your ear...”


Hello.
Thanks for spending a moment here in my world, now I kind of wish I had something of actual importance share. I suppose I will start with my life’s timeline; born in So. Cal. in the late sixties, middle in a middle family in suburbia, blah blah blah, molested once as a pre- by a stranger, discovered women’s lingerie as a and spent fifty percent of the next twenty years as a closeted crossdresser, moved Texas for a few years and then ended up back here in California, a bunch more blah blah blah’s and then I met the woman I am planning on spending the rest of my life with. That’s my nutshell, if you will, and the above mentioned life partner and I have gone from being coworkers friends dating living together going into our seventh year together. Hooray for me, right? , well...

So there’s this secret. See, she knows my past. In an incredible story in it’s own right, I “came ” her as a reason why we shouldn’t start dating, but that didn’t stop her and here we are. She claimed to like it and so I dressed a handful of times with her, but aside from occasionally wearing a pair of panties now and then I am generally on the straight road. But, fantasies remain. I can’t tell her that I’ve always been attracted to the<b> erect </font></b>penis, that fantasies remain and desires burn deep, it’d her (figuratively) and the best relationship I’ve ever known (literally). I don’t want that, but at the time much lower on the moral scale but on the desires scale, a hard cock that wasn’t my own or machine made shakes my sexuality its core in ways I find difficult explain.

Which is how I got here this blogpost. I tend have the gift of gab and could probably rattle off another thousand words elaborating on fantasies and desires but perhaps it’s best left for another day and another post. Bottom is that Dick drove me here and I was hoping I might find a kindly soul give me a lift and possibly take me home. That’s where I currently am on this life’s timeline, and I thank you for listening.

Title: The Beatles, Do You Want To Know A Secret (1963)

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