It was my wife's idea to do something positive for Pride month. The way she explained it, why just have one month in the year that we "tolerate" people in the LGBT community? Should we not figure out a way to integrate the hetero and gay and all sexual orientations into one community? All year, permanently.

We actually are a perfect example ourselves. We're open minded, we understand that some people prefer a different lifestyle, yet we have no friends that are either gay or lesbian. Then why would we expect that people that are less tolerant than us open up to the LGBT community?

So, my wife concluded, we're going to change, make friends, build relationships, and maybe even experience the other side. So instead of going to our normal places for entertainment, we were going to a gay bar. I was a bit nervous about it, but that was exactly the problem, my wife said. Again, by separating the different groups, it makes it harder to get to understand each other.

Anyway, you don't simply change how the world works, but you have to take that first step, as tiny as it may be. On our way to the bar, which was really quite a large dancing, my wife wanted to make clear, that whatever happened, we would always love each other. But she really wanted to experience the other side, whatever that may be. And so should I.

People were looking at us, like we were out of place. But they tolerated us as well, perhaps in a better way than a gay couple might have been tolerated in a hetero bar. We chatted a bit with two women that were clearly a couple as well and I'm ashamed to admit that I expected them to be different. But they have the same problems as everyone else, paying the mortgage, cutting the yard, doing groceries and also making friends.

Soon plans were made to hookup together for dinner and maybe some game play. I was pleasantly surprised that I was not left out. Until they started hitting the dance floor, that was. The women danced together and were losing interest in me. I found a spot at the bar and looked at the dancers from a distance. Another single woman joined them and from this far I could see it click between my wife and the newcomer.

The bar itself was surprisingly empty. Most groups were in booths on the side of the floor. There were some curtains that would provide some privacy in such a booth and I started wondering what would be going on back there. Did I really want to know?

A woman interrupted my thoughts, she asked if I minded if she sat next to me. When I looked at her, my heart skipped a beat. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Dressed in a very seductive leather dress, tight around her waist, but the short skirt flaring out nicely.

Of course I was okay with her sitting there and I offered her a drink that she accepted. Her name was Alex, short for Alexis. We hit it off nicely, although I could not quite understand why she was by herself. Men should be throwing themselves at her feet. When I asked, she laughed. Men that had interest in her were quickly turned off when they found out that she had a similar package in her pants as they have.

When she saw my stunned face, she quickly assumed that we were done too. She thanked me for the drink and started moving towards a different part of the bar. Wait, I said, and when she looked back I asked, can we talk about this?

I ordered another drink for us and I told her that she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen in my life and that I didn't care what was in her pants. She smiled at that and it made her only more beautiful. I explained that I was surprised, as I had assumed that everyone here was lesbian or gay, apart from a few stray heterosexuals.

She explained that there is more than just the L and G in LGBTQ+. She considers herself the T as in transgender. Born as male but from early on she knew she identified as a girl. She had done everything to become a true woman, just the surgery to change her male part into a female one was to take place. And she had the chance already to get it done, but she chickened out.

She came here hoping for some action, but the lesbians did not like her male part and she was too female to attract the gays. Another TG would work but unfortunately there were not too many other transgenders in town. She'd never considered a heterosexual being interested in her once they learned the truth.

I explained why I was here, trying to do more with the concept of Pride month. Perhaps to see if I could make friends, like my wife clearly had already. I pointed her out and saw that her tongue was deep in another woman's throat. Alex asked if I was okay with that and I explained that we felt the experience would help our quest.

She was very interested now and asked if I wanted to experiment as well. She was very willing to teach me a few things. Now I'll be honest, seeing two women together is really not that hard on a man, it creates plenty of fantasies in our minds that involve being included in a threesome. But seeing yourself involved somehow with another man is hard to chew, no matter how open-minded you are. The thought of being with a transgendered woman is somehow much easier to accept, despite knowing that part of her is still male.

So I nodded, yes, as long as you're patient with me, I'm still very green at this.

She took me by my hand and led me to a small booth that was no longer used. She closed the curtains to give us some privacy. Let's keep it simple, she said, I'm actually attracted to you, and I think you're attracted to me. I nodded, but it almost felt like an understatement, the way my dick was throbbing in my pants. She continued, why don't I give you a blow job to release some of that pressure, and then you can give me one back.

The last part worried me a bit. We expect women to be totally okay to suck on a dick. But as a man you want to be on the receiving side, not on the giving side. Yet this woman was asking for both. And I came here tonight, open-minded, to experience something that's not heterosexual. So far the plan is working, I just have to take that tiny little step, and perhaps the world will change for the good. So I smiled and said, that sounds like a good idea.

Now this woman knew how to give a blow job. I guess it helped that I was rock-hard already. And not getting one very often, as my wife is not really into that, the experience took me over the top real quick. She sucked me totally dry and not a drop was spilled.

When I came down from my high again it was my turn. I pulled up her skirt and her panties down. She was hard as well, but not even half the size I had been. As a matter of fact it looked very female. Not one hair, she was so smooth. And it smelled sweet, the same scent as the rest of her body. I touched the tip of my tongue against the tip of her dick and it tasted as sweet as it smelled. Then in one move I took the whole thing in my mouth and nothing exploded, I didn't feel like puking and the taste did not suddenly go foul.

Relieved, I carefully started sucking, then I licked my tongue around it, then I started bobbing up and down on it. The skirt dropped over my nose and I found the leather smell intoxicating. Something switched in my brain and I suddenly wanted to have that power to make her cum. I had my hands on her leather covered butt and I started to pull her into me. I heard her moan, so I knew I was doing something right. Then I felt her member swell a bit and her hand was suddenly on my head, holding me.

A second later she came. The taste was filling my mouth and although it was a bit slimy, again it was not foul. It was easy to imagine that it was her cum squirting from her pussy, while I was drinking her. I simply swallowed the globs and there really wasn't that much. Out of instinct I put a bit more sucking pressure on her rapidly shrinking member and a few more drops squirted out. Then she pulled out from my mouth with a plop. I fixed her panties, straightened her skirt, and when I looked in her eyes I saw wonder, or perhaps surprise.

That was wonderful, she said, you sure you never did this before? I laughed a bit, realizing to the fullest now what I had done. Never, I said, but you made it easy for me. She suddenly pulled me closer and kissed me. Her tongue went wild in my mouth but calmed down when I took her mouth with my own. We started a dance now, from one mouth to the other, tracing our teeth, locking our lips. The few drops of slime I still had in my mouth were eagerly shared, then swallowed. Never did I feel so intimately connected, not even with my wife. I knew I wanted to do this over and over again. And somehow I knew the same passion boiled in her as well.

When we finally let go of each other, all I could say was, wow! She simply nodded. While we were still coming back to earth, suddenly there were three guys in our booth and the curtain closed again. Alex, the leader of the three said, I've been waiting for our get-together, where have you been? Sorry Emilio, Alex replied, I found a lover, I thought we had an understanding that that comes before some fooling around.

For you maybe, but not for me, was Emilio's answer, and since this piece of shit caused me to miss it, he'll have to make up for it.

No please, Alex's voice had a panicky edge, I'll do it, no problem, he's a novice.

But Emilio shook his head, no, this sissy has to do it, for the next four weeks. You make sure he learns the ropes. After that we'll see.

I was starting to get worried now. This bully wanted me to give him a blow job for weeks to come? I looked at the guy closest to the curtain and it looked like he had some sort of metal around his knuckles and knew how to use it. Seeing no way out I decided to cooperate, no worries, I'll do it.

The second guy said, Emilio, he has been blowing Alex, he should wash his mouth before he does you. And he handed me a bottle of water. I took it and swished my mouth, but when I tried to find something to spit it into he said, just swallow it, all of it. So I emptied the bottle and got on my knees in front of Emilio.

Very well, Emilio said while unzipping his pants and pulling a dick out that was at least twice the size of my own. It was hairy and did not smell good, like Alex's had been. But I could not back out, so with the tip of my tongue I touched it and tasted it. Again, nothing like Alex. Take it in sissy, all of it, Emilio hissed. I opened my mouth and he shoved it in, hitting the back of my throat. I thought I was going to gag, but I didn't. As a matter of fact, I suddenly became very calm. It was just me and the dick. And I wanted to pleasure it, I wanted to make it cum. Nothing else mattered. I started bobbing up and down, using my hands to guide it. I licked, I sucked and I could feel it grow.

I suddenly heard a familiar voice and although I heard the words, I didn't register what my wife was saying. She was taking her girlfriends home for the weekend. She was happy I had found some friends too. And I heard Alex say she would take care of me. It didn't matter, I had a dick deep in my throat and I was feeling totally content. I just wanted it to erupt now. And when I felt his balls swell in my hands, he came. A huge part of his cum went straight down my throat but I wanted to taste it, so I pulled it back a bit. Now his squirts hit the back of my mouth and I used my tongue to spread it into my mouth, and taste it. It was more delicious than Alex's cum. I swallowed with pride. Then I slowly pulled the dick from my mouth, as it went soft, squeezing the last drops out with my hand until I heard a pop as it exited my lips.

Shit, I heard Emilio say, and his voice was like a musical instrument, this sissy is good! Look at me sissy. I looked up, my face still inches from his crotch. Your name is Barbara now, he told me, but you will also respond to Barb or Barbie. You will not remember what you were named before. You are a sissy now and you just love sucking dicks. You know that in order to get more dicks to suck, you will look attractive to men. You will want to have big breasts, long hair, heavy makeup, sexy lingerie and always in skirts, dresses and high heels.

It made sense to me, men like it when an attractive woman sucks their dick. So I will have to look attractive, maybe a bit slutty even. Emilio continued, you know that sissies exist to please. You know you have your own dick still, you call it your clitoris or clit, but you want it to be as tiny as possible until you get a chance to get your own pussy with a real clit. Until then you will use your ass hole as a replacement for your pussy. I want you to beg me to lock up your clitty so you can't use it to play with yourself.

It was so simple. I have a pussy and a clit, I don't need any male part on me. So I begged, please sir, please lock up my tiny clit until I have a chance to get my own pussy. Very well, Emilio said, this may hurt a bit but I will numb it first with a shot. You will accept the pain with pride as you know it pleases me. The shot went straight in my scrotum and it hurt like hell, but I smiled as I knew it would make me a better sissy. Then a tiny cage was put over my clit, an open ring with a very sharp point was slid over my scrotum and with a turn of the ring I felt another sharp pain, at which I smiled, and then a click. It was beautiful, sleek and so small I had a little nub sticking out from me. I felt blood trickling from where the ring had pierced the skin behind my scrotum but they slapped a bandage on to stop it. Then they pulled a skirt over my hips that covered it all and I felt a relief wash through me.

When I looked at Alex she was crying. Was she not happy for me? But then Emilio said to her, you will take care of Barbie. I will take care of all the paperwork to get her divorced so you two can get married. I want you to give her the water with the hypnosis drug every night and prep her for life as a sissy. Give her a dose of your own HRT medicine until her own breasts start kicking in. By tomorrow there should be nothing left of her balls, from the shit we injected in her. It will stop all her male hormones so the breasts should kick in quickly. Until then, give her falsies. Get her sexy clothes and some permanent makeup and a wig until her own hair has grown. Get rid of all her body hair.

Next week you bring her here and I want her to beg to suck my dick and anyone else's that I point out to her. If I find that you didn't stick to my instructions then you'll be next.

It sounded all good to me. I can't wait to wrap my own breasts in some sexy lingerie. And I can't wait to taste his dick again. And if Alex and I are married I can taste her dick every night. I'll make them both proud!