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He moved close to me, grabbed my hips, and pulled me towards him. He kissed me hard, pushing his tongue down my throat, and pulling me closer to him. His bulge pushed into mine. He started rubbing my bulge with his, obviously very hard.

This was all too much for me to handle. I was turned on beyond belief.

I broke off the kiss, and smiled, "you're a dirty little perv."

"Not as much as you, dad," he said. He showed me more old pictures of me in drag."

There was one of me wearing a dress, another of me kissing a girl. And then a couple of others showing me sucking a cock.

I couldn't believe this. There were even pictures of me fucking other men.

"How did you?"

"I found them online." He said, "I found a website where people post their own home movies and pictures. I was looking for stuff about transgendered women, because I'm interested in that. I saw a few and realized it was you. I've been jerking off to you, dad. The real you, the one who dresses up."

"Oh my God," I said.

His hand continued to rub my crotch. He was getting hard.

I walked over to his bed, and sat down. He climbed onto my lap, straddling me, still wearing those lacy pink panties.

"Are you a top or a bottom, dad?" he asked, as he sat in my lap. He was grinding his crotch into mine.

"A bottom, most likely," I answered.

He rubbed himself against me, harder and faster. He moaned.

"You like being fucked in the ass?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I do." I blushed. I hadn't talked about it with anyone, not even my wife.

He leaned forward, kissed me again, hard and deep. This time his tongue plunged into my mouth. He bit my lip, and sucked my tongue. I felt his hand move under my shirt, and grab my hard cock, which had grown to its full glory.

I moaned. He continued to suck my tongue. I reached down, and grabbed his ass cheeks. I squeezed them. They were soft, round, and firm. He moaned, he liked that.

He arched his back, and pulled away from me. He kissed my neck, and nibbled on my earlobe. He continued to grind his cock into me. He let out a groan. I looked down and saw that my shirt was undone and his hand had moved to my zipper. I hadn't even put on panties yet and he was acting like I was his woman. My heart beat rapidly.

I reached down, and undid my pants. He stopped kissing me, and looked up at me.

"Do you want me to fuck you, dad?" he asked.

I nodded.

"I won't tell mom, will I?" I nodded.

He pulled his panties down, and my throbbing cock sprang free. He took hold of it in his hand and stroked it slowly.