HOW ONE PEEPING TOM MORNING TURNED ME INTO A SHEMALE SISSY BITCH

It was while cutting across his back trailer park lawn around 7pm on misty July Saturday evening, when I first discovered that Mr. Parker was really a fag. How else could you describe a man wearing a long blonde wig on his head while below he wore only a large somehow stuffed pink lacey woman's bra and black nylon stockings while obviously playing with his dick with his right hand.

It was when he slowly turned around and was suddenly almost facing me head on, that I saw another guys erection for the first time in my entire young life! My God it looked so fucking enormous sticking almost straight out with such a large ball sack hanging down right underneath it.

He was so intent upon playing with himself, that Mr. Parker didn't even notice me standing there in his back yard perhaps 30 feet away frozen in a state of pure fascination and awe. Somehow the totally unexpected sight of his massive cock swollen in lust had my heart beating wildly in my nearly 17 year old chest! Perhaps standing no more than 5' 5" tall and very slender in build, this around 35 year old man dressed up like a sissy girl and framed through his large glass balcony slider door was really pulling his dick quite wildly while looking straight down at it.

So nearly two or three minutes passed with me standing there fighting off a brand new set of strange sexual feelings that had me wanting to reach down and play with my own cock in the very same way. Upon suddenly seeming to notice me, Mr. Parker's eyes seemed to lock on to mine while I tried to decide whether to run or not? His steps toward that slider were slow and deliberete as his pumping right hand holding the large mantool of his never seemed to miss a stroke. Now he was right next to that slider and had he reached to open it, I would have been over his back stone wall and safely into the woods in no time at all. Having said hello to me many times while passing me and moms yard while he sometimes jogged around the park, I knew that he knew who I was.