Ask her story instead

"Still trying to figure that out," you say. "Why don't you tell me your story. How did you figure out who you are?"

"I can do that," she said. "Been a long time since I talked about that..."

Sally was born Steven, as she had already said. Steven grew up as one of two children, twins, born to a preacher in the American midwest. From a young age he was involved in pretty much every kind of sport, but excelled at football. By the time he was in high school, he was one of the top wide receivers in the entire state. His college prospects were high.

Steven's twin sister, Amber, was the head cheerleader and a little bit of a slut. By their 18th birthday, she had slept with half the guys on his team. He, on the other hand, had dated a few girls but remained a virgin. He kept repeating the line that he was saving himself for marriage, but that wasn't really true. He simply had very little interest in sex.

His lack of sexual conquests was begining to become something of a joke with his teammates, so he set out to change things. He went out on a date with Marry Anne, Amber's best friend and a fellow slut. They ended up making out in the back seat of his car, but when it came time to do the deed, he couldnt get it up.

The truth was that he had never really gotten hard, not even watching porn by himself.

Of course by Monday, the entire team had heard, and despite his athletic ability, soon the rumor spread that he was gay, which in those days seriously hurt his reputation.

After an exceptionally bad day of school and practice, Steven found himself home alone and was determined to prove to himself he was not gay. In those days before internet porn was everywhere, with a minister father who did not real Playboy, and with Skinimax not showing softcore porn until after 10pm, his options were limited.

He ended up in Amber's room flipping through a Victoria Secrets booklet. As much as he wanted it to, those big breasted blondes and their shapely bodies didnt do anything for him. He did, however, find himself drawn to their silky white panties.

Thinking that he needed something more, Steven headed into the bathroom. On top of the hamper was the silky white pair of panties Amber had worn to practice. He knew she was his sister amd that it was gross, but **** to prove to himself that he wasn't gay, he held them to his nose and inhaled her scent. They were still warm and moist, and his sister's scent was strong. But it did nothing for him.

But he liked how they felt against his skin. As he continued to rub them against his face, he suddenly found himself getting hard.

On a whim, Steven slipped out of his clothes and into Amber's dirty panties. It felt good. It felt right. And for the first time in his life he had a raging hardon.

He stared at himself in the mirror as he slid a hand down into the panties and began to stroke. It only took about two minutes before his balls exploded, filling Amber's panties with 18 years worth of pent up cum.

It was at that same moment that he realized Amber and Mary Ann were standing behind him. His sister looked horrified. Her friend was smiling.

"Why are you wearing my panties?!!!"

"Because he's gay!" Mary Ann said triumphantly.

By the next morning half the school knew what she had seen, including his entire football team.