How I became a cute femboy CD

I can’t really say why we did it or how it really happened, it just did. We were both thirteen and it was fall day and after school we were hanging out in my apartment, my mother only allowed me to have Kevin over when she was not home, and it was raining outside and we were bored. Kevin was sitting on one end of the couch and I was on the other.

“I’m so bored.” He said to me.

“Me too. Want to play video games?” I asked.

“Nah, you have a sucky game console.”

I was a little embarrassed but he was right. My video game console was outdated and my mom got it for me when the new system came out and the older one and its games were cheap.

“We can watch TV.” I suggested.

“Nah you only get a few channels and stupid game shows are on.”

“Yeah…we could go to your house I guess.”

“Nah, mom and dad are fighting again and I don’t want to be around them.”

“OK”

We sat in silence for a more moments and I got up to get us a drink. When I came back I handed Kevin his and sat down. Kevin opened his soda can, took a sip, and then looked at me.

“Man I sure would like to see Tracy’s tits. She is so hot.”

I laughed at the sudden comment and agreed. Tracy lived in the complex and was indeed hot as well as her older sister Selena.

“Nate, you ever kiss a girl.”

I blushed at the comment, “No, have you.”

“No.” He admitted. “But I would like to.”

“Yeah me to I guess.”

I never really thought about it. Kissing a girl or boy or anyone. I was not naïve and got the “talk” from my mom and at 13 I was of course getting erections, but never really thought about kissing anyone. Yeah I thought girls were attractive but for some strange reason when I masturbated it was boys I saw. It would start out as girls form our school or magazines or TV and that got me stimulated but then it was like my thoughts could not be controlled and I saw visions of boys in my head. Not just any boys, but the strong, masculine, jock type. I saw them kissing me and rubbing me and me rubbing their penises and then I would come. I felt guilty about it and once told my sister when she called, but she said that was normal and I was a thirteen year old boy and I could think about sheep and get off when I masturbated. I told her that was gross and laughed at her. I missed my sister.