The one with the unloved Indian
The struggle of sexual orientation defining a person. The one that is not allowed to explore the sexual orientation fear from the alienation from family and the communities within the people. The severe struggle of a person identity being suppressed with the sexual desires further you can see how the secret unfolds . . . .
My faith being a boy that wants to be a girl is not accepted. A guy who wants to be a girl is not tolerated. I just like to wear women’s dresses I use to wear them and loved wearing Mendhi (Henna) made me feel feminine. I was told that it is wrong the way to live as a feminine is wrong that I need to be masculin. I feel trapped the women inside me wants to be freed. I still do things to turn myself on had to be discreet as possible.
When I was young I had these feelings and it was hard for people like me. I was bullied in school being too feminine I was called ‘Gay’ all the homophobia things you can think of. I wanted to kill myself it was so painful especially when you cannot explain your situation to teachers. I never liked the guys that were my own age not as attractive as the teachers. I had sexual desires for a PE and an ICT teachers maybe other teachers. I just love the way they spoke and looked.
A Job is different to school I mean the sexual frustration can be suppressing. I was a receptionist therefore taking the phone calls from different men. The fact they cannot see me the flirtation begins both ways it’s good until they know it’s not the sexy girl. Just knowing they wanted to know who that girl was made feel special. I did get called words that referred to me as being female just noticed it more.
My sexual feelings got physically only when I see gorgeous men on the streets and trains all I am wishing is how they can just take me then and there. The look on their faces turns me on only sexual affection I can ever get. Looking at them makes me feel shy and just wish they could fuck my brains out. This is where my sexual fantasies begin. I just wish he can have his way with me and make me feel like I am the only girl in the world. It is not long until he leaves or goes the way I am. I always find these guys on the train with me some are extremely I mean devilishly handsome and you just want them to hold you tight and never let go. They tend to sit next to the attractive girls I just wish they would sit next to me just would be hot and fulfil my sexual desires. I tend to blush and get all shy when someone attractive comes along. Sometimes it is so hard not to stop staring. I work in retail and to see hot guys walking in mostly everyday in the store which helps fulfil my erotica.
When you come home it is amazing. You can fulfill your sexual desires by total orgasmic pleasure fantasizing what those men you saw will do to you and vice versa.
If you live in London and take the Central Line you could just be the guy I am thinking of.
My faith being a boy that wants to be a girl is not accepted. A guy who wants to be a girl is not tolerated. I just like to wear women’s dresses I use to wear them and loved wearing Mendhi (Henna) made me feel feminine. I was told that it is wrong the way to live as a feminine is wrong that I need to be masculin. I feel trapped the women inside me wants to be freed. I still do things to turn myself on had to be discreet as possible.
When I was young I had these feelings and it was hard for people like me. I was bullied in school being too feminine I was called ‘Gay’ all the homophobia things you can think of. I wanted to kill myself it was so painful especially when you cannot explain your situation to teachers. I never liked the guys that were my own age not as attractive as the teachers. I had sexual desires for a PE and an ICT teachers maybe other teachers. I just love the way they spoke and looked.
A Job is different to school I mean the sexual frustration can be suppressing. I was a receptionist therefore taking the phone calls from different men. The fact they cannot see me the flirtation begins both ways it’s good until they know it’s not the sexy girl. Just knowing they wanted to know who that girl was made feel special. I did get called words that referred to me as being female just noticed it more.
My sexual feelings got physically only when I see gorgeous men on the streets and trains all I am wishing is how they can just take me then and there. The look on their faces turns me on only sexual affection I can ever get. Looking at them makes me feel shy and just wish they could fuck my brains out. This is where my sexual fantasies begin. I just wish he can have his way with me and make me feel like I am the only girl in the world. It is not long until he leaves or goes the way I am. I always find these guys on the train with me some are extremely I mean devilishly handsome and you just want them to hold you tight and never let go. They tend to sit next to the attractive girls I just wish they would sit next to me just would be hot and fulfil my sexual desires. I tend to blush and get all shy when someone attractive comes along. Sometimes it is so hard not to stop staring. I work in retail and to see hot guys walking in mostly everyday in the store which helps fulfil my erotica.
When you come home it is amazing. You can fulfill your sexual desires by total orgasmic pleasure fantasizing what those men you saw will do to you and vice versa.
If you live in London and take the Central Line you could just be the guy I am thinking of.
4 years ago
