A Call to Worship

Peter was trapped in his body, and was very confused about his emotions. He felt feminine, but the idea of being a bottom made him recoil, at the thought. He loved dressing in his older sisters clothes, which was easy, since she had gone away to college. When Peter was dressed up his cock was harder than a rock, and he was horny for anyone he could find. Male, female, whatever he could find didn’t matter to him just so long as he came. Peter felt much more comfortable in girls clothes, than in his baseball uniform, which was his second great love. Pete loved watching his teammates Jack off in the shower after a game, or fuck a bunch of cheerleaders in the locker room. His eight inch cock would swell at the thought of taking some white daddies girl under the bleachers, dressed up in his sisters sluttiest lingerie, or filling one of his teammates asses with hot white cum. Pete’s sexual fantasies remained his own for most of his high school career, until a month or so into his junior year