As a sensitive and insecure young boy, standing there for the first time, in front of a mother cooin
As a sensitive and insecure young boy, standing there for the first time, in front of a mother cooing excitedly over how “lovely” I looked in her lingerie, it was deeply confusing. Not only because of the fact that I was wearing such garments, but the effect it had on my already so fragile concept of my male ego, in seeing myself as the very kind of pretty, seductive girl, that boys are supposed to be attracted to.So emotionally devastated, I would go to bed that night, with all my boyhood insecurities and fears coming at me in my moment of weakness. Thoughts that I hitherto resisted, thoughts that were as frightening as they were, arousing, came to me unconstrained. Frantically touching myself, to thoughts which brought overwhelming shame and ecstasy. Not only imaging my delicate, pretty little body, enveloped in sexy lingerie, seducing men, but I was for the first time pleasuring myself to the thought of the very men I was seducing, and I knew that I would never be the same again…… The Masochistic Emasculation Fetish reddit group -- source link
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