My True Beginning
When i was a young boy, my busy parents started sending me to my aunt and uncle's lake house for the summers so they didn't have to deal with me. My aunt babysat me during the summers starting after the 1st Grade. My Aunt and Uncle became my second Mommy and Daddy. My aunt was a smoker and the only smoker I knew. I was always staring at her smoking and wanted so badly to be like her. When I was 12 my aunt started to leave me alone at the house while she would run errands. One morning right after she left I snuck a pack of cigarettes from where she kept her carton of virginia slims went into the bathroom and opened up the pack and lit the cigarette and took my first drag. I was always told how bad smoking would make me feel so I was prepared to feel sick after the first puff. But I really didn't feel that at all. I took shallow drags and smoked that cigarette so slow and easy. I'm not even sure that I inhaled. I liked how it made me feel. I tried to emulate the way she smoked while I watched myself in the mirror. Very quickly after that first cigarette, I lit another one. This time I tried to take slower deeper drags like she did. This made my head spin and then I felt the sickness I'd heard people describe. I coughed. I gagged. I should have hated it. But I think I was feeling such a euphoria from watching myself in the mirror. I knew she'd be home soon so I took the pack I'd stolen and hid them in my sock drawer.
Over the next couple of days, watching her smoke all day long, all I could think about was how badly I wanted another cigarette. Then one afternoon she went to get groceries and I was quickly back into the bathroom in front of the mirror with the pack of VS's and trying to smoke as much like her as I could. I was feeling so special and so good while I was smoking and trying to be like her. That afternoon I smoked 3 cigarettes very quickly and had a real buzz going before I put the cigarettes back into my drawer and waited for her to get back home. This routine went on for a couple of weeks until I was almost through the pack I had stolen. I needed to steal another pack. The next time I was alone I went back into her bedroom to steal another pack and while I was i there grabbed a pair of her panties and a bra from her hamper and hid them with the cigarettes in my sock drawer. Finally one day she had to go to the dentist for some minor dental surgery that was going to take most of the day. This time when she left I brought the panties and bra into the bathroom with me and put them on and lit up a cigarette. This amplified the euphoria to a level that I was not expecting. Seeing myself in the mirror in my aunt's panties and bra and smoking her cigarettes was incredible. After smoking 2 cigarettes like this in front of the mirror and my head spinning a little, I went back into their bedroom and pulled a dress out of the hamper too. When I slid that dress over her bra and panties and lit the next cigarette, I couldn't believe how great it was making me feel. I felt alive for the first time. I started to touch myself as I smoked cigarette after cigarette. Before I knew it, I'd filled her panties with my cum. It was about lunch time now and I was actually feeling pretty sick to my stomach from the number of cigarettes that I'd smoked in a fairly short amount of time. i buried her dirty panties, her bra and her dress back into the hamper, hid the cigarettes and went out to the lake for a swim. It was a short swim because once the buzz went away, I was craving a cigarette and wanting to put her clothes back on so bad that i went back into her room, took another pair of panties, another bra and a skirt and blouse and was back in front of the bathroom mirror smoking another cigarette. After I finished that cigarette, I decided I wanted to try on a pair of her heals too. A quick trip to her closet was all it took for me to find a pair of 6-inch black heals. Back in front of the mirror for another cigarette. I wasn't sure how much longer she'd be so I stopped after that cigarette and put everything back into the hamper and her shows back into her closet and hid the pack of cigarettes back in my sock drawer.
There were not many more chances for me to dress up after that and the summer was coming to an end. Then one Wednesday morning my aunt went to play tennis with some of her girlfriends and I knew it might be the last chance I'd have to dress in her clothes before I had to go back home. I'd started to go the park with her cigarettes and smoke and was smoking so many of her cigarettes she started to notice they were missing. When she left to go play tennis I went back into her room and picked a cute tennis outfit that she had tried on and discarded and some panties and heals and went back into the bathroom in front of the mirror and lit up just as I had before. The joy I was feeling was intense! I was about 3 cigarettes in when I heard the door open and someone come into the house. I quickly closed to door to the bathroom and stayed quiet. I soon realized that it was my uncle. "Joey," he called out. "Are you here?" I stayed still and frozen as I heard him walk around the house looking for me. He had apparently decided to come home for lunch and was making something in the kitchen when i heard him walking toward the bathroom. I was fully panicked. I had moved myself into the shower to hide as he came in and went to the toilet. I realized I had left a cigarette still burning in the ashtray and after he finished he said softly, "Joey? Are you in here?" I stayed quiet. Before I knew it he was opening the shower curtain and there was nothing more that I could do. "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked. I started to sob. I blurted out the whole truth, eventually admitting that I wanted to be just like my aunt. I wanted to know what it felt like to be a woman and more so a sexy smoking woman like her. "Are you gay?" he blurted out. I just shrugged. I didn't know. I'd looked at naked pictures of of men and women for the last couple of years and certainly wondered what it would be like to be with men and women both. "I'm going to have to tell your mom and dad about this Joey," he said. I started to sob and cry. "Please! No! God please NO. I'll do anything," I cried. "You just want to be like your aunt, huh," he giggled. I nodded. He slowly unzipped his pants. I could feel my heart beating so fast. "Then suck my cock like she does," he demanded. He held my hand and guided me out of the shower. "Oh my god.... look at you so fucking cute," he said. I got on my knees in front of him. I'd seen porn magazines and knew what a blowjob was and had actually used a banana to pretend I was sucking a cock before. I reached for his cock, licked my lips and moved closer. "No no no.... not so fast darling, he said quietly. He reached for the pack of cigarettes and lighter I'd left on the vanity and pulled out a cigarette and put it between my lips and lit it for me. I nervously took a drag and dangled it as i nose exhaled and took another drag just as my aunt did. I saw his cock grow hard as he whispered to me, "nice darling... very nice. You've been smoking for awhile now haven't you?" I nodded and actually felt a little proud that he had said that. As I took another drag and took the cigarette from my lips he took my other hand in his and guided it to his quickly hardening cock. I stroked it softly. As i took another drag I could feel my mouth watering and I licked my lips. "Oh my god," he said as he touched my face and used his fingers to caress my lips, "you look just like she did the first time she sucked my cock." I smiled, took another drag and exhaled, licked my lips and started to suck his cock. I heard him moan. Looking back, it was not a very good blowjob. It was not very good at all. But he was rock hard and was enjoying it. "Keep smoking," he said as he pulled his cock from my lips. "Good girl," he said. I took another drag and sucked some more. As I was about to finish the cigarette, he lit up 2 more and gave one to me as he smoked the other. i was now smoking and jerking his cock slowly. "That's it darling,... deep drags," he said. I followed his orders. I dragged on the cigarette deeper and harder then I had over dragged on one before. He jerked hard and faster as i kept smoking. As I was finishing the cigarette he shot steams of cum over my face. He scooped the cum from my face with his finger and fed it to me. Oh My God! That taste! OH MY GOD! I was hooked. Cigarettes and cock ruled my life for the next 10 years.
Over the next couple of days, watching her smoke all day long, all I could think about was how badly I wanted another cigarette. Then one afternoon she went to get groceries and I was quickly back into the bathroom in front of the mirror with the pack of VS's and trying to smoke as much like her as I could. I was feeling so special and so good while I was smoking and trying to be like her. That afternoon I smoked 3 cigarettes very quickly and had a real buzz going before I put the cigarettes back into my drawer and waited for her to get back home. This routine went on for a couple of weeks until I was almost through the pack I had stolen. I needed to steal another pack. The next time I was alone I went back into her bedroom to steal another pack and while I was i there grabbed a pair of her panties and a bra from her hamper and hid them with the cigarettes in my sock drawer. Finally one day she had to go to the dentist for some minor dental surgery that was going to take most of the day. This time when she left I brought the panties and bra into the bathroom with me and put them on and lit up a cigarette. This amplified the euphoria to a level that I was not expecting. Seeing myself in the mirror in my aunt's panties and bra and smoking her cigarettes was incredible. After smoking 2 cigarettes like this in front of the mirror and my head spinning a little, I went back into their bedroom and pulled a dress out of the hamper too. When I slid that dress over her bra and panties and lit the next cigarette, I couldn't believe how great it was making me feel. I felt alive for the first time. I started to touch myself as I smoked cigarette after cigarette. Before I knew it, I'd filled her panties with my cum. It was about lunch time now and I was actually feeling pretty sick to my stomach from the number of cigarettes that I'd smoked in a fairly short amount of time. i buried her dirty panties, her bra and her dress back into the hamper, hid the cigarettes and went out to the lake for a swim. It was a short swim because once the buzz went away, I was craving a cigarette and wanting to put her clothes back on so bad that i went back into her room, took another pair of panties, another bra and a skirt and blouse and was back in front of the bathroom mirror smoking another cigarette. After I finished that cigarette, I decided I wanted to try on a pair of her heals too. A quick trip to her closet was all it took for me to find a pair of 6-inch black heals. Back in front of the mirror for another cigarette. I wasn't sure how much longer she'd be so I stopped after that cigarette and put everything back into the hamper and her shows back into her closet and hid the pack of cigarettes back in my sock drawer.
There were not many more chances for me to dress up after that and the summer was coming to an end. Then one Wednesday morning my aunt went to play tennis with some of her girlfriends and I knew it might be the last chance I'd have to dress in her clothes before I had to go back home. I'd started to go the park with her cigarettes and smoke and was smoking so many of her cigarettes she started to notice they were missing. When she left to go play tennis I went back into her room and picked a cute tennis outfit that she had tried on and discarded and some panties and heals and went back into the bathroom in front of the mirror and lit up just as I had before. The joy I was feeling was intense! I was about 3 cigarettes in when I heard the door open and someone come into the house. I quickly closed to door to the bathroom and stayed quiet. I soon realized that it was my uncle. "Joey," he called out. "Are you here?" I stayed still and frozen as I heard him walk around the house looking for me. He had apparently decided to come home for lunch and was making something in the kitchen when i heard him walking toward the bathroom. I was fully panicked. I had moved myself into the shower to hide as he came in and went to the toilet. I realized I had left a cigarette still burning in the ashtray and after he finished he said softly, "Joey? Are you in here?" I stayed quiet. Before I knew it he was opening the shower curtain and there was nothing more that I could do. "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked. I started to sob. I blurted out the whole truth, eventually admitting that I wanted to be just like my aunt. I wanted to know what it felt like to be a woman and more so a sexy smoking woman like her. "Are you gay?" he blurted out. I just shrugged. I didn't know. I'd looked at naked pictures of of men and women for the last couple of years and certainly wondered what it would be like to be with men and women both. "I'm going to have to tell your mom and dad about this Joey," he said. I started to sob and cry. "Please! No! God please NO. I'll do anything," I cried. "You just want to be like your aunt, huh," he giggled. I nodded. He slowly unzipped his pants. I could feel my heart beating so fast. "Then suck my cock like she does," he demanded. He held my hand and guided me out of the shower. "Oh my god.... look at you so fucking cute," he said. I got on my knees in front of him. I'd seen porn magazines and knew what a blowjob was and had actually used a banana to pretend I was sucking a cock before. I reached for his cock, licked my lips and moved closer. "No no no.... not so fast darling, he said quietly. He reached for the pack of cigarettes and lighter I'd left on the vanity and pulled out a cigarette and put it between my lips and lit it for me. I nervously took a drag and dangled it as i nose exhaled and took another drag just as my aunt did. I saw his cock grow hard as he whispered to me, "nice darling... very nice. You've been smoking for awhile now haven't you?" I nodded and actually felt a little proud that he had said that. As I took another drag and took the cigarette from my lips he took my other hand in his and guided it to his quickly hardening cock. I stroked it softly. As i took another drag I could feel my mouth watering and I licked my lips. "Oh my god," he said as he touched my face and used his fingers to caress my lips, "you look just like she did the first time she sucked my cock." I smiled, took another drag and exhaled, licked my lips and started to suck his cock. I heard him moan. Looking back, it was not a very good blowjob. It was not very good at all. But he was rock hard and was enjoying it. "Keep smoking," he said as he pulled his cock from my lips. "Good girl," he said. I took another drag and sucked some more. As I was about to finish the cigarette, he lit up 2 more and gave one to me as he smoked the other. i was now smoking and jerking his cock slowly. "That's it darling,... deep drags," he said. I followed his orders. I dragged on the cigarette deeper and harder then I had over dragged on one before. He jerked hard and faster as i kept smoking. As I was finishing the cigarette he shot steams of cum over my face. He scooped the cum from my face with his finger and fed it to me. Oh My God! That taste! OH MY GOD! I was hooked. Cigarettes and cock ruled my life for the next 10 years.
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