There are a couple different things here I found very interesting. First off, this is the first time I think I have ever read anything like this...
Empress Christine wrote:...I'm not sure that makes you gay as much as it makes you a sissy faggot
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I have never really thought about it like that. I have to include that I look at it much differently than ashplosh, in fact, probably just the opposite because I have not been able to recall a single instance where I thought about pleasing a guy but instead, I crave to subject myself to the whims of a girl's most erotic and nasty fantasies. Those fantasies can include just about anything that would make her smile or laugh. So whenever there is a male subject in my fantasies, he is faceless and only acts as a proxy to fill the need of a girl to be able to subject me to the very same treatment as I might subject her to.
It is that kind of humiliation that I find so erotic and exciting and I will go so far as to say that I am so gay that, speaking purely hypothetically, if I weren't married, and if I encountered a girl who looked so hot that she made my spine tremble, and after a little foreplay, I found a cock in her panties, I would tie her to the bed, pound the living daylights out of her boi-pussy, and then suck her till she couldn't stand it anymore.
So I have no problem admitting that I have my gay effeminate side but that is only part of me and the other side is a very dominant male who wants to please a female and try to make all her dreams and fantasies come true. But I feel that puts me into a much smaller sub-category and also makes me stand out as being even less accepted and more difficult to understand. I mean, I haven't read any stories or threads here about guys who like to present themselves as guys, but also present themselves as a sissy that wears a bra and panties under his guy clothes.
I have done this for so many years that I can't count. I think it is a very peculiar type of kink and not even the gay community finds any way to accept my kind of perversion. It does make me feel a bit more of an outsider and it always has but I have learned to live with that.
It is that kind of humiliation that I find so exciting even at the risk of exposure to a degree that might be terribly horrendous. I think it has that element of public exhibitionism that makes the adrenalin rush so much better. Of course I love when my wife puts on her strap-on and takes matters into her own hands because I think that is something every open-minded couple should consider. I really don't think there is any gay-ness in that besides what people insist on trying to label things. This whole label thing is where it goes so badly because so many terms have such an infinite variety of explanations and meanings so it is impossible to say who really likes what.
I would also like to respond to what CandiGurl had to say here...
CandiGurl wrote:...From what I've observed, it often times ends up being she gives and he takes...
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She doesn't like the whole humiliation aspect of it and thus, the rule about keeping it secret between us. She is, however, very accepting and supportive such that she has no problem jumping on the back of the Harley to go out to some restaurant a ways out of town and sits and has a nice dinner with me while I have a bra and breast-forms on under a baggy t-shirt. She will sometimes make some remark about a certain way I twist or turn in order to help me prevent my bra straps from being exposed. But she knows it is just a way I like to act out some cupcake fantasies and she doesn't see anything wrong with it. I think that makes me a very lucky guy even though I still feel very alone in my special brand of gayness.
Maybe I should start a new thread titled, "50 Shades of Sissiness" or something so everyone can describe just what makes them feel like a sissy. I think there are so many forms of humiliation that we could go on forever with descriptions of how we get our kicks and what turns us on. But, for now, I think I am going to put on a clean dry bra and my B-cup forms and jump on the bicycle. leaning forward to hold the hand-grips helps me disguise what I'm wearing just enough to get away with it, (I think). Or maybe, lots of people will think to themselves, there goes that sissy faggot again.