My sweet memories

Today, I am a married man, mature, living well with my wife, nothing in me shows any fact that has marked my past....
But... there's one thing I can't forget and it happened when I was still a child, I think 12 or 13 years old, with the body in formation.
My older sister was married to a man in his 40s, who was very affectionate with me, so affectionate, that it wasn't hard for me to accept that he started doing some things to me that I didn't know if they were right, that were unknown until then, but that I accepted and let go...
He started passing his hand through my legs, my thighs and after a few days...he came to my ass....I was enjoying this kind of contact...he did like this....and I liked it...He went further, kissing me lightly, on the mouth...I liked it...until he ended up using the tongue...I accepted, left and liked it...he did, every day more...He said I was "a sweetheart"...
One afternoon, he taught me how to "pull milk"....put the stick out and took my hand, taught me how to hit a handkerchief...I had never done this, not even in myself...I did as he told me, until he spat a lot, licking everything....
He always wanted to caress me first, kiss me on the mouth, then put his stick out, I'd punch him until he was laughing in my hand.
One day, he said that it was for me to "breastfeed like a little goat"...I did everything he wanted, I already knew what he liked, until the time that my brother-in-law took my head and forced the fuck into my mouth...With his hands forcing me, he made me move up and down, when he shouted that "it's coming...it's coming"...I even choked with everything he spat, but I obeyed his orders and when he sent "drink the milk, little goat...baby"...I swallowed everything...I found the taste strange, but I ended up getting used to it....
It was like this, for a long time... He caressed my body, kissed my tongue, made me punch with his hand, while calling me "darling"... then, putting it in my mouth, spitting and making me swallow... telling the "goat to drink the milk" .... I swallowed and liked....
Until one day... ahhhh... one day it happened...
More affectionate than ever, on a summer afternoon, he said that it was very hot, very hot, that it would be better if we took off our clothes...all our clothes, he explained...and left me naked....I was a little ashamed, I tried to protect my tiny penis, embarrassed compared to the size of his.
My brother-in-law, affectionate as always, convinced me to take my hand off and to see his, how big and hard it was...already naked, hairy, his dick was shining with lubrication...he hugged me and lay with me on the bed...we were hugged, kissing each other on the mouth...he told me to suckle him, like "if I was a little goat wanting milk, lots of milk"....
I did what he asked... I sucked hard... I had already learned... I was waiting for the milk to taste in my mouth... But, this is not what happened... it was much better...
My brother-in-law made me lie on the bed, on the pillows, his butt stiff, opened my legs, separated my thighs...his mouth went down between my buttocks and licked my ass....I was all shivered, he had never done this to me....he stuck the tip of his tongue inside, he mellowed a lot, leaving a lot of saliva in the entrance canal...
Unintentionally, I began to roll slowly, loving your tongue inside me... I had no idea what was going to happen...
I felt when that wonderful man got down on his knees between my separated legs... squeezed my thighs even more... I heard the sound of his hand punching, totally melting his hard, hairy penis...
Ready, he lay down on my back... I felt his weight on my little body, covering me all...
- Ahhhh, you are so heavy, Beto!...
- You want me to get off you, sweetheart?
- No, no. It's good. It is delicious.
- You swear you won 't tell anyone ?
I swear!
- It's our secret, see?
- It's good. Do more. Do more.
- Then move the bundle for me... move, sweetheart...
- Is that good?
- This... this right here...
Along with my movements, my brother-in-law began to give small but continuous blows, with his hips, trying to get in ... It was all molasses, my virgin ass and his adult dick ...
- I'll turn you into a girl.
- I don't know what this is... I don't know...
- So you want me to stop?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, this is not what you are going to do, what you are going to do, what you are going to do.
I turned my head and received his man's mouth in mine, the tongue going deep....I groaned on his lips as his head slid to
I cried inside.
It hurts. It hurts.
- I will shoot... I will shoot... Don't cry, don't cry I will shoot!
I put my hands behind my back and grabbed his hairy ass... forced my hips up, pushing my smooth buttocks against his pile of combs...
- Don't take it, don't take it. Let it hurt. Let me cry.
- Do you really want to, sweetheart? - Do you?
- I want... I want... [I kept moaning and crying...]
- Then ask for more... ask for more for your macho... ask...
- Oh, my man, oh, my man.
Tell me, does it hurt?
- Very... very much... but, I want... I want to...
- What do you want?
- I want you... doing in me... doing everything in me...
What I didn't know, what I couldn't imagine, is that every time I spoke, it made Beto, my brother-in-law, more and more excited, every time with a harder stick... He wanted to hear me talking... asking...
- I'm going to make you a girl... I'm going to blow your head off... I'm going to skin you...
- So break this ... break this thing ... makes me a girl, so ... now ... now ... [I cried louder, sobbed...]
- Does it hurt a lot, sweetheart?
- Don't... don't... let it hurt... let me scream... burst my gourd... burst... I want to... I want to be a girl...
- I have to stop... it's not right, what I'm doing to you...
- You said... blow it up... now I want to... do... do...
It's going to hurt, it's going to burn, it's going to bleed.
- You can do anything...you can do anything...I speak as you like...I call you macho...My macho...hairy...big...on top of the little goat...your little goat...[I was crying and begging...stepping and sobbing...]
- You are driving me crazy... driving me crazy...
- Then you do, Beto, you do.
- I'm afraid of hurting you... fear, you hear me?
I had felt the mood he wanted... my voice, crying and begging, talking...
- It's all right... it's all right... it hurts... it hurts... I want... I want you doing... blowing that...
- My darling... my pretty little goat... as you come in, help me... move the bundle... like this...
- Come in... come in... [now, I was screaming and crying, being penetrated by it....]
- It's coming in... the little head... coming in...
It hurts too much. It's too big.
- You're halfway in, sweetheart. Help me. Move more like this.
- You're moving, Beto... everything is coming in, it's opening up... tearing...
- My little love... my little love... speak more... speak "my man", speak...
- My man, my man.
I felt, at that moment, that the man wanted to hear me asking, wanted to hear me accepting that possession, that he wanted to be sure that I was letting him penetrate me...
Beto continued with the successive, short and strong hip strokes...now faster....I moved the bundle, helping and loving all that...The pain was diminishing, just burning...I didn't imagine how far it had been penetrated, but I felt the dark combs rubbing against my buttocks and I also felt a sharp pain in my belly, as if the tip of the cock was touching my stomach.
Only the sobs kept escaping from my mouth, muffled by my brother-in-law's mouth and tongue.
- Beto... did you blow up that... the gourd... did it blow up?
- I burst, sweetheart... I burst... It hurt a lot, did it?
- It hurts... a lot, it hurts a lot... now it's burning... do it slowly... slowly... you are bad... very bad...
- I'll do it slowly... all the way in, all the way... I'm not bad, I'm not...
- It's bad... it's making something flow out of me, Beto, I feel it coming out...
- I know... I know... it's your little...
- What is it, Beto?
- It's blood, love... blood from your cousin...
- Is that true, Beto?
- Yes, darling... it's true... but only a little, you're not scared...
- Do you swear? Just a little?
- Yes, sweetheart... I'm bleeding only a little...
- Why is there blood, Beto?
- Why did I turn you into a girl... my girl...
- What a delight... what you did to me... what a delight... I'll be a girl...
- Are you enjoying yourself, love?
It's very hot, but it's good.
- I can't take it anymore... I'm going to sneeze milk... into you...
- Now, my love, now?
- Say it again. Call me "my love". Say it again.
- My love, Beto... you are my love...
- Speak more ... more ... It is coming ... coming ...
- My love... splash your milk inside of me... splash... I love you... I love you, are you listening, Beto?... I love you... I love you...
- What are you doing?
- What?
- What are you talking about?
Not knowing what was going on, nor because my brother-in-law was screaming so hard clutching me, on my back, suffocating me with his weight, squeezing my body violently, pulling my hips against him, hitting hard with the stick inside, I was terrified, shouted his name, begged him to stop...
For the love of God, stop, my love, stop!
- I'm spitting it all out, Mark... everything... inside of you...
- Stop it, my love, stop it
- It's over, Marquinhos... it's over... I made you... I made your ass...
- Did you, my love, did you? - Then... kiss me, Beto... on the mouth... of the tongue...
My brother-in-law turned my face towards him, covered my little mouth with his, stuck his tongue...under, his hand caressed my tiny penis...scrubbed...I was almost ending up in his hand....it was my first time...I noticed...
- I'm going to...
- Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?
- I don't know... I don't know... it's coming... it's coming... what a treat... what a treat...
- What, Marquee... what?
- A pleasure. A pleasure.
- Having fun... with my ass... my little girl having fun...
- I love you, I love you.
As if passing out, I softened under my brother-in-law's hairy body... with each contraction, I squeezed his cock with the ring...
It felt like it would never end, it felt like forever...
When, little by little, I came back to myself... in my innocence, I was afraid and ashamed of what I had done... afraid that others would know what had happened and ashamed that I liked being "made" a girl...
I didn't imagine, at any time, that Beto should be afraid of what he did to me, to my still virgin body, hurting me, raping me, using me to fulfill his homosexual desires...
With tears in my eyes, from the pain of rape, from fear and shame, I sobbed...
- Beto, swear that you won't tell anyone... that I'm your girl?
- I swear, I swear... to no one, honey... to no one...
- Have you ever?
And you, what are you feeling, what are you thinking?
- You want to know, Beto, do you?
- I want to talk to you.
- I'm ashamed of you.
- Speak to me... go, speak to me
- I want to love you always... like a little girl... always...
Is that true?
I want to love you. I'm yours now.
- It's my little goat...
- I'm... whatever you want...
- Ahhh... what a delight...
- Beto, do you always call me a girl?
- Yes, you are, Mark.
- I don't want to be a "girl" like this.
- How do you like it, sweetheart?
- I don't want to be Marcos. I want to be Marcia.
Oh, my gosh.
- That's right. That's right.
Although slowly softening, my brother-in-law's dick still remained inside my rectum, securely held by my little ring...I held it, hooked to my butt, squeezing the bundle....
- I wanted something else, Beto...
- What do you want?
- Beto....does it again in me?...does it again?...
- This is crazy, what you're asking... crazy...
- Do more... do more... like this... like this...
- You little... you little...
- Beto... my love... Beto... whoa... whoa... whoa...
- Aaaahhhh... aaahhhhh... now... now... again... again...
- More... more... is coming... is coming...
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I gave myself to that man... I gave up my childhood, I was a girl... I gave up my adolescence, I was a girl... I gave up my masculinity, I was a woman...
In bed, for him, I was Marcia, I acted like Marcia...he called me Marcia...and when my hair started to grow, I started to shave the groin, shave the bundle, the middle of the buttocks...I smoothed the skin with creams and oils, as if I were a woman...just for him...
I got tiny little tangos from him... cute ones... I used to wear them under my clothes, little pins... When it was time to have sex with me, Beto would be ecstatic to see me like this... he'd go crazy with a hard-on... he'd possess me like an animal... he'd come to orgasm biting me... sometimes beating me...
I liked... I liked and left... I looked for him, I wanted him... I asked him to bite me, to hit me... I had intense spasms of pleasure and joy... of pain and pleasure... together with him... under him...
Beto led a double life, with me and my sister....Several times he told me about the trances he had with her...This made me jealous...excited me...I strove to be better than her, give him more pleasure, do all the things she didn't do...I was "rival" to my sister...
They never suspected anything, and it's been almost eight years that I've spent sexually serving him... only him... out of love... for a boner... for being my first and only man...
Out of bed, I stopped being Marcia and was a "normal" boy...
That's how it was until I was 20...
One day... I went to college in another city... I met a girl... several others followed this one... I transitioned... many times... I liked... I fell in love... then, after graduation, I married and it was for love...
Beto was the best man at my wedding. We never touched each other again.
And it was never touched again... the matter, for us, was left in the past...
I live well, my sex life is wonderful, I love my wife, she loves me... but, there are days when I'm alone at home, things come back to my memory... and the memories are sweet... very sweet...
So I take off all my clothes, I'm naked... I put on a tiny tango [of my wife...] all tucked in... I feel like Marcia again... female... woman...
I look at myself lying on my stomach, in my double bed, in front of the big mirror of my room and I give myself to him again... all for him... enjoying... as before... when I was his...
But now, just in thought... just in memory... sweet memory...