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Frank had a very bad feeling on the drive back to his old hometown. As a kid, he had never felt comfortable in the conservative neighborhood. The other children had little understanding for him because he was "different". And even his parents hadn't really been able to accept it until their death. In her eyes he was still "Francine", her daughter. And so it came about that Frank had not visited his parents at all in recent years. Now, even after her sudden death, he had to come back to take care of things and get the house ready for sale. Unfortunately, Frank's girlfriend couldn't accompany him because of her work and so he somehow had to deal with all of this on his own.

Frank had been cleaning out the house for three days now. As he was loading a few boxes into his car that morning, the bottom of one of the boxes ripped and some of the items rolled down the driveway. One of the parts even reached the street. Frank dropped everything and ran after them, but before he got there, a man stopped and picked up the item.

"I think you've lost something there, dude." said the man.

"Yes, thanks." Frank answered and took the item.

When he took a closer look at the guy, he got a little startled. He couldn't forget that face. It was Cliff, back then he was one of the worst bullies in the neighborhood. When all the bad memories came up, Frank just wanted to get away from him. And so he gave him a short nod and then turned around. But Cliff followed him.

"Hey buddy, do you need help? Looks like a lot of junk,” Cliff said.

"No, thanks. I can do it."

Frank just got on with his work, but Cliff hadn't given up yet.

“I’m really sad about the Millers. They've lived in this neighborhood since I was a kid. A few years ago I moved into the house next door with my wife. They were really nice neighbors and friends.”

"I'm sure of that," Frank answered shortly.

Cliff began carrying out boxes without being asked. Despite all the horrible memories, Frank was a little impressed by his willingness to help. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

"That's very nice to help me, man. But I don't want to ruin your day, surely you have better things to do?"

"For the record, I'm glad to have an excuse to get away from my old lady and the kids for a few minutes," Cliff joked.

"Do you have children?" Cliff then asked.

"No."

"You should enjoy it man. I have 3 boys. They really keep me busy.”

The thought of 3 of Cliff's kind made Frank almost nauseous.

"Still, I can't ask that of you."

"What? It’s no mater. Tell me on thing, you were related to the Millers?”

Since Frank couldn't avoid the topic any longer anyway, he decided to just lay the cards on the table.

"Yes, you can say that. I am their son."

Cliff stopped. He thought about what he heard.

"Wait a minute... if I remember correctly, they didn't have a son. Just a daughter..."

Frank stopped now, put the box down and looked at Cliff properly for the first time. Then Cliff suddenly seemed to understand.

"Wait, could it be? ... but how?" he stammered.

"Yes, that's me."

"Fuck! This can’t be real! You are little Francine?”

There was a mixture of disbelief and sheer wonder on Cliff's face.

"In fact, I call myself Frank now," he replied.

An incredulous laugh escaped Cliff. Now his face looked almost disgusted.

"So you're now... a guy?"

"So what? Do you have a problem with that?” Frank asked provocatively.

Cliff seemed speechless. His gaze wandered over Frank's body.

"And in case you were wondering: No, I don't have a dick."

"Listen I um... I didn't mean to offend you. I've heard of such people before. I just didn't expect to meet someone like that in my neighborhood."

Cliff now put down the box he was carrying and finally seemed to make off.

"Sorry, I remembered that I still have something important to do. It was nice to see you again, Franci... um Frank. See you!"

Frank actually feels gratified that an ass like Cliff got thrown off track like that. Nevertheless, it was confirmed that he wanted to finish here and leave as soon as possible. He had planned to do this until Sunday. But he hoped he would finish sooner.

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After Frank had some lunch, he came back to his parents' house. He couldn't believe it when he saw Cliff standing on the porch. Frank came towards him and was about to yell at him, but Cliff smiled and held out a can of beer. Bewildered, Frank accepted it. Cliff apologized to him for leaving earlier this morning. He invited him to a reconciliation beer together and Frank accepted the invitation. Together they sat on the porch and drank. Frank was surprised how well he could converse with Cliff. And he gave him credit for that whole apology. They chatted about childhood days in the neighborhood and now Frank even remembered some nice things. A can of beer turned into 2, then 3, and at some point Frank stopped counting. When the two were visibly tipsy, Cliff suddenly said he wanted to make a confession to Frank.

"Honestly, there was a time I had a crush on you,” said Cliff.

Frank choked with shock.

"You're kidding me, dude!" laughed Frank.

"No, I'm serious. But of course I knew then that you don't want to have anything to do with guys. So I never dared to take a step.”

Frank was almost touched by Cliff's frankness.

"Man, I had no idea. I always thought you hated me," Frank said.

"Oh nonsense. You know how boys are. Little damn monsters.”

Then both were quiet. Uncomfortably quiet. Frank suddenly realized that Cliff had his hand on Frank's leg. Frank was so embarrassed about the whole situation that he immediately jumped up.

"Well, that was really nice chatting with you. thanks for the beer But I should go to sleep now. And I also wanted to call my girlfriend.”

Then Cliff got up too and nodded. As Franks turns to go inside, he stumbles. The beer was probably too much. He was a little dizzy.

"Are you okay, man? Come on, I'll take you in before you hit a wall., Cliff said.

Actually, Frank didn't want that, but for some reason he didn't refuse it either. The two went together into the bedroom and Cliff helped him to lie down. Then he said goodbye and had almost left the room when Frank asked him to sit down and chat for a few more minutes. Frank actually assumed that Cliff would leave in disgust. But in fact he sat down next to him on the bed.

"You know, I give you credit for being so open earlier. I didn't think my visit here this week would have anything positive. Wait, what are you doing?!!" Frank asked, startled.

Cliff had slipped his hand down Frank's pants.

"I couldn't help it. I just had to know if you really have a vagina.” Cliff said while gently sliding his fingers over Frank's underpants.

"No man, that wasn't a lie. So stop it!”

Cliff then withdrew his hand.

"Shall I go?" he wanted to know.

"YES!...wait no..." answered Frank.

Frank hadn't felt this insecure since he was a kid. A few hours ago he would never have thought of getting intimate with another guy. And now he wanted Cliff to move on.

Frank took off his jeans and grabbed Cliff's hand, which he now put between his legs again. Cliff rubbed his fingers a little harder now.

“Does that feel good?" Cliff asked.

"Yeah… feels great," Frank said.

His heart was beating wildly. It was like he didn't know himself anymore.

"Do you want to see her?" asked Frank.

"What?"

"My pussy."

"Yes. Show me."

Frank spread his legs. Then he pulled his panties down so that his vagina was exposed. Cliff leaned towards her and looked at her in fascination. Shortly thereafter he started playing with Frank's clit. Frank groaned. Cliff grinned mischievously.

"Do you like it when I play with your pussy, Francine?"

The fact that Cliff called him by his old name made Frank even hornier.

"YES... my pussy likes that a lot!" Frank moaned.

Cliff knew how to use his fingers. Frank's whole body trembled.

"Yeah, such a sweet little pussy you have... Shall I lick it?" asked Cliff.

A few minutes later they were both naked and Cliff's head had disappeared between Frank's legs. It wasn't the first time someone licked his vagina. But it was the first time it was a man. Sex with men had never actually been in Frank's interest. And yet here he was in bed with Cliff. And Frank's cunt twitched with joy.

"Oh yes, you love what I do with your cunt, right?"

"Oh YES!" groaned Frank.

Then Cliff moved further up.

"Have you ever been kissed? I mean REALLY kissed. By a REAL man?” Cliff asked.

Frank shook his head. Frank wanted it. And then Cliff pressed his lips to Frank's and for the first time in his life Frank was kissed by another guy. Meanwhile, Cliff's cock came closer and closer to Frank's vagina and almost touched it.

At that moment, Frank's cell phone rang. He looked to the side and saw his girlfriend's name on the display. It was as if he had suddenly woken up from a fever dream. He tore himself away from Cliff, jumped up and took the call.

"Honey? I'm sorry I totally forgot to call you... Yes darling I know. Yeah, I think I'm on schedule.”

During the conversation, Cliff got up and got dressed. Then he kissed Frank on the forehead.

"See you Francine", he said and left.

Frank wiped his forehead in disgust.

"Oh it's nothing, babe. I'm just damn tired. I love you too sweetie. Bye.”

After he hung up, he immediately went to take a shower. He wanted to forget this whole thing as soon as possible. He tried to convince himself it was just the alcohol.

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For the remaining days of his stay, Frank was obsessed with not meeting Cliff again. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about that evening. He even went so far as to masturbate several times, each time imagining that it was Cliff shoving the dildo in his pussy, or that it was his hand massaging his clit.

When the day of his departure came, Frank was really happy to be back in his usual surroundings soon. He was just packing the last things in his car when Cliff suddenly stood behind him.

"Shit man you scared me!" Frank rebuked him.

"Oh I'm really sorry. Are you going back now?”

"Yes, exactly. I'm done here for now. I'll be back next month for final business.”

"I see... Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me for goodbye?"

"You know I really need to hurry, I don't think that's a good idea."

But of course Cliff didn't let himself be put off. And so Frank accompanied him to his place.

"Nice place," Frank said as he looked around at Cliff's house.

"Thanks. Of course, my wife chose almost the entire facility. I have no eye for such things. That's why I'd rather let the women do it. Here's your coffee."

Frank took the cup and took a sip.

"Speaking of which. Don't I get to know her?” Frank wanted to know.

"Unfortunately, no. She went to the lake with the boys.”

"”Oh I see. Don't you drink coffee?" Frank asked.

"No. You know, it's too warm for coffee today."

Frank noticed immediately that Cliff was acting strangely. He had exactly the same behavior as a few days ago.

"Besides, we have to finish something., Cliff said after a short silence and started to undress.

"What are you doing there, man?! What are you even talking about?

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Otherwise it would be unfair., he said and sat down at the kitchen table. Completely naked and with a huge boner.

"Unfair?"

"Well, I spoiled you a bit the other day and now you can give me something in return," Cliff said with a grin.

Of course, Frank knew exactly what he meant.

"You've never blown a cock, have you?"

Frank shook his head.

"Okay, well there's a first time for everything. Come on here.”

Frank was enchanted again. He was completely at the mercy of Cliff's attraction. He was excited like a school kid as he knelt down in front of his former bully and took his fat cock in his mouth.

"Yes, here we go!”

Frank wasn't sure if he was doing it right, but Cliff seemed quite pleased.

"Wow, you're a natural. So this little cunt is also a good cocksucker, good to know!“

Frank used to find the idea of putting a penis in his mouth repulsive. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying it now.

"Good girl. That's right. Your pussy must be wet, am I right?”

Frank could only make an unintelligible noise. But Cliff was right, of course. He then pulled his cock out of Frank's mouth.

"I want you to say it. Say my cock makes your cunt wet."

"Your cock makes my cunt wet and slippery. I love your cock"

Cliff laughed.

"Of course you do. All bitches love."

Frank kept sucking.

"Yes slut, that's good… call you Frank, no way! You're just confused. Francine, your cunt was just waiting for a man to show you the right way."

As hurtful and upsetting as Cliff's words were, they made Frank so horny at the same time.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" asked Cliff.

"MMMhnnnhhhg" answered Frank.

"You stupid. You don't talk with your mouth full."

Cliff pulled his cock out of Frank's mouth again.

"So you want me to fuck you?"

"YES!"

"Well then admit it. Admit that you are a deranged girl who finally wants to be fucked!"

"I'm a deranged girl and I want you to fuck my pussy! Please fuck me!”

"Yes, that's good, Francine."

Frank climbed onto the kitchen table while Cliff stood behind him and briefly fingered him.

Frank was so excited. She had the feeling that she had never wanted anything so badly in her life. Wait, "she"? Now Frank caught himself thinking of himself as a female person. Frank/Francine groaned as Cliff shoved his cock up her pussy.

"Oh yes, such a nice tight pussy!" Cliff moaned.

He waited until Frank was practically begging for it until he finally started making fucking moves.

"Oh yes, I love your cock! Please fuck me hard! Fuck me hard!” Frank yelled. 

Cliff was happy to oblige. At the same time he laughed.

"You bitches are all the same. No matter how much you scream for equality. Or if you're confused and think you're a man. Once a real man wags with his cock, all you have in mind is that.”

"Frank" would of course have objected immediately. He would have spoken out to that transphobic conservative ass! But Frank wasn't there anymore. But Francine. And she could only agree.

A little later they switched positions. And as Francine sat on Cliff's lap and rode his stick, she felt right for the first time in her life.

"Would you like me to breed you?"

"YES! BREED ME!”

"You're really wild about it, aren't you? Just wait."

Cliff fucked Francine hard and was now ready to give her his seeds. That feeling as he cums inside her was so peculiar to Francine. Strange and yet so indescribably horny that she just had the most fantastic orgasm of her life. In fact, she wondered if she'd ever had a real one before.

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As the heat of the moment faded, Frank slowly returned and guilt set in. As they got dressed, Frank didn't know what to say.

"Oh I guess your coffee is cold now Francine," Cliff said.

"My name is FRANK, you idiot!" he said angrily.

"Oh, now I'm an idiot? A few minutes ago it sounded very different."

"Listen, that doesn't mean anything… I just wasn't clear in my head. Because of my parents passed and all,” spoke Frank.

"Oh come on, stop it. You may be able to lie to yourself, but not to me. I saw what you really are And what you really want. This was no accident and no exception.”

Cliff came closer and reached between Frank's legs. Frank slapped his hand away. He started crying.

"That's not true…! Leave me alone!” Frank yelled and stormed out of the house.

What did he know? I just want to go home, to my girlfriend and to my beautiful life!, Frank thought to himself as he started his car.

Frank didn't know how much Cliff had just changed his life.

TO BE CONTINUED...