Stereotypical

Gary slipped on a black bra and matching panties that belonged to his wife. Then he grabbed a pair of her jeans and an old sweatshirt of his that she liked to wear and minced back into the bathroom to finish dressing while staring at himself in the mirror.

Gary posed in front of the mirror, limp-wristed and blowing kisses to himself while maintaining a tremendous hard-on.

The concept that homosexuals are cross-dressers and talk with a lisp is, of course, a theatrical stereotype. The mincing around and swishy behavior would probably be offensive.

However, the effect of listening to the Gay Male hypnotic files altered Gary's perception of himself. He, now, perceived himself as being gay. So in his mind, this was how gay men behaved. His behavior must match his self-perception. And he LOVED it!

"I feel so free," he squealed as he pirouetted around the bathroom.

"What, dear?" Mary yelled from the kitchen.

"Nothing," Gary responded with a ridiculously deep voice to overcompensate.

"Are you getting a cold?"

"Ah, no," he grunted in his best macho voice that he could muster. He turned on the shower to end further conversation.

Stripping off the clothes and kicking them off to the side, he stepped delicately into the shower. He used all his wife's toiletries to bathe himself.

His cock was like steel and he began to stroke it using Mary's loofah. Dropping the loofah, he lightly rubbed his nipples with his left hand as caressed his cock with his right.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Mary announced she was leaving to go shopping. The sound of her voice, a woman's voice, made his dick go limp.

"Whatever," he said angrily.

"Sorry," she said. slamming the bathroom door as she huffed out of the house.

Gary finished his shower glumly. His homosexual reverie denied a glorious finale.

He slowly dried himself off, relishing every bit of his masculine body with an erotic appreciation he never acknowledged before.

Naked he sashayed into the bedroom and admired all the feminine apparel for him to choose. He found a lovely pink bra and panties set with the cutest little rosebud on the pantie. Next a selected a pink sundress and sandals with a white and yellow sunflower on them. Spritzing himself with perfume, he put on lipstick, mascara, earrings, bracelets, and a necklace. By now, his cock was hard again.

He sat down at his computer and search for gay porn. As soon as the images of male-on-male love began moving on the computer screen, Gary began tenderly rubbing his cock and playing with his nipples. Needless to say, in less than a minute, he came, moaning and yelling, "I love cocks."

Breathing heavily, he lifted up the dress and pulled down the panties. He saw his cum all over his groin.